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Topic Started: May 14 2010, 03:02 AM (2,305 Views)
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Laughing softly he rubbed the back of his neck slightly embarrassed about the way he had acted before. Letting his temper flare up like new wood on a camp fire."Umm.. nice to meet you Beryl. My name is Heru." He smiled and turned to look down the long hall. "Oh, so you have classes here and everything hmm?" Heru tried to take all this in, the memory of Stein making him shift nervously again from foot to foot. "Really? you've always wanted to be a meister?" This struck his interest, the chance at getting a meister without having to go to school.

The claws on his feet tapped against the floor slightly as he moved back and forth from foot to foot. Something about this didn't seem kosher but for now he couldn't figure out why. It seemed like a dream come true for the little wolf. "I don't know." He itched his right arm this time in deep thought about this place, he had heard stories about witches before but none of this seemed to match up, besides their little confrontation when he had first knocked she seemed to be a nice person. Flicking his ears again listening to all the noises around him he sighed and yawned. "It's a lot to take in, in one day.."
Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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Beryl was quick to wave off his hesitation with a nervous chuckle. All her plans to remain in the shadows and order others to kill in her name were beginning to seem so far away with the thought of having her very own scythe weapon. Was she losing her rational mind just from the thought of the carnage she could create?! For some reason it didn't frighten her so much as thrill her... Maybe she could do both?...

"It's hardly a decision that needs to be made on the spot. Think it over for awhile or sleep on it or whatever you might need to make a decision." She continued her act, behaving nonchalantly even as her inside self screamed for release. Oh how exquisite this one boy could be for her future plans! "...Just keep in mind that what you hear isn't always true. Go and ask the power hungry Shinigami just why he insists on ordering the endless sacrifice of me and my kind without question if you don't believe me... In the meantime my school is yours to explore freely and you may talk with me at your leisure, but I make the request that you not reveal it's location to anyone. Is there anything I can do for you while you're here, Mister Heru?" Her attitude had done a slow shift, now seeming a bit more detached and business-like as if she were simply a principal running a popular and busy school on autopilot.
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Yawning again he smiled slightly. "Thank you so much. There is actually something you could do for me..... do you have a place i could sleep for the evening and rest up?" He stared to calm down and relax with this woman. Plus as he looked around and got used to the candlelight and the scent. This place smelled nothing like a hospital or lab so he was getting calmer."After hearing everything you have told me about Shinigami and his school, it sounds more like a place that teaches you to take innocent lives...." He moved closer to Beryl and took in her scent to make sure he remembered her. "This isn't such a bad place. I thank you for letting me think about this it's a lot of information to take in at one time. I've been partnerless for so long..." He sighed and yawned again. "Oh, don't worry i won't reveal where this place is if i decide to leave."
Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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"Of course," Beryl replied simply to his request. "This school has it's own dorms after all. If you don't like how dim the light is I can always make the room brighter for you as well, but I prefer to leave the light at a low level to promote a calmer atmosphere overall. One can become easily excitable after leading the lives some of my students have along with fleeing from Shinigami's academy. They kill those that are 'corrupted'." She put emphasis on the last word. "All they care about is the state of the soul without looking at a person's potential or intentions. There's no saying that a soul that's been tainted can't have a change of heart and reverse their ways. Aside from that, a witch is a witch regardless of her intentions. It's all incredibly racist if you ask me." Beryl seemed to be incredibly opinionated on the subject, which she was, but she mostly wanted to hammer the point home to turn one of Shinigami's potential death scythes against him in a cruel twist of fate. She remained still as he came closer to acquire her scent, considering to herself just how handy that may be while at the same time realizing how detrimental it could be if he joined Shibusen over her. It could make her facades less effective now that he knew her with his nose as well as his eyes.

"I understand your hesitation under the common misconception," she continued on to appear unaffected. "If you'll follow me please?" She walked (or rather slowly levitated) down the halls to show him to the room she'd give him. "I do, however, pray that you make the choice best suited for your needs no matter what they may be. Here we are!" She stopped at the last door in a row, the room closest to her own, and pushed it open with a light shove. Despite the doors being constructed with a highly decorated metal, they were light and easy to move without too much effort. Within, the room was overall rather drab, especially without candles lit. That was fixed quickly enough with two claps from Beryl's hands, lighting the room with bright candles that instantly burst into magicked flame. The room was bare aside from a large wardrobe, dresser and bed and the walls were the color of the cave stone like the rest of the structure.

"This room will be your permanent sleeping quarters if you decide to stay. You're allowed to decorate as you like so long as it doesn't extend outside your quarters. I've made the candles adjustable in this room in a manner that even you can do. One clap brings the candles on, two makes them brighter and a third will put them out. It only works inside the room so don't go around thinking you can mess with the entire school. Meals are free with breakfast at six to nine, lunch from ten-thirty to one and dinner from four to eight. If you're too late then you're on your own. If you need me for anything, my room is the double doors next to your own. Feel free to knock. You're free to do as you please in or outside so long as it's not overly destructive. Is there anything else you need?" she rattled off in the same business tone she'd had moments earlier. It was obviously rehearsed and repeated numerous times and Beryl had it down to a fine art aside from the parts she added in for Heru's benefit.
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Heru smiled and followed the witch down the dark halls being careful where he stepped, even though his feet were wrapped he still needed to be careful. Watching the other doors as he passed them flicking his ears slightly listening to his claws clack against the ground. His pack slung over his back, held all he owned it in. Heru looked to the ground keeping his head down almost half asleep. Listening to her as they went along, almost running into Beryl.

Coming to a screeching halt he stopped and looked up at her and then into the room. "Thanks so much. This place looks great and the light looks fine." He slowly walked into the room looking around and setting his pack on the bed. "You have nothing to worry about me. I'll go out and train when need be." Yawns slightly and sits on the bed listening to the rules. "I understand the rules and when the food is served. Oh? Do you by chance serve anything raw or should i catch my own?" He leaned back against the wall watching the candle light slowly starting to doze, he had walked for weeks on end just wanting to get away from everything before going back to sign up for classes, only to end up here with the witch Beryl. What a strange twist of events, this looked like a good place to start his training, She had been so kind to him and after listening to her talk about shinigami's school it made it sound horrible, like he was training the next generation of killers.
Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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Beryl got a bit of a chuckle at Heru's question regarding raw food, rubbing her chin thoughtfully as she considered an answer.

"I can't really see why serving food raw would be an issue. It's less work to cut a slab of meat and throw it on a plate than it is to cook it after all," came her reply quickly enough. It didn't really take THAT much thought after all. The image brought to her mind's eye of Heru viciously tearing into a bloody carcass, however, made the inner Beryl grin sadistically. She could really grow to like this guy if he could hunt and kill animals with his bare hands... or scythe hands maybe as the case seemed to be. A true predator!

Instead of doing anything psychotic, she put on a warm smile and continued speaking. "You look exhausted so I'll leave you to yourself for now. I hope you rest well. You know where I'll be if I'm needed." And at that she slowly closed the door, her smile warping into the very image of sadism as she turned away to walk back to her room.
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Alexis had decided to enroll her grandaughter Aries in the newly formed Beryl's reform school. She was well away of the intentions of one such as Beryl and the facade she was trying to create, she had heard a little about her from word of mouth and she seemed like a formidable witch. She was counting on her to be a little bit more aggressive with her granddaughter, a slacker in every sense of the word. Dragging her along on her broom the old witch arrived at the entrance of the academy. She hopped off her broom and dragged Aries to the ground roughly and yanked her towards the entrance. Giving her a few sparse words of wisdom. and pinning a letter to her wooly chest she sent the little witch inside. Aries wandered inside listfully dragging her feet and giving a yawn. Everything was so troublesome, if only she could get some sleep. But she knew she had a job to do, the last job given to her by her grandmother. But she was tired. She made it inside the cave and formed a fluffy cloud like bed of wool beneathe her and laid down. Surely this "Beryl" would find her soon enough and then she'd give her the letter she was assigned to hand over.

"Ahhh soooo sleepy, maybe just a quick nap..." She closed her eyes and began to drift off to sleep getting a peaceful look on her face. Sleep really was the best after all. She had been awake the whole way over here, that was like an hour and a half of not sleeping. It really was the best plan to take a nap before she started her new school life.
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After a good nights sleep Heru stretched out in bed having spent part the night barking in his sleep. After sitting upright on the edge of his bed he sniffed the air smelling a different scent this morning. Scratching his head slightly and itching his ears he yawned again and got off the bed, having slept in his pants, his scars now visable without his shirt. Gently touching the biggest and longest one in the center of his chest. He reached over and grabbed his shirt from the nightstand and pulled it over his head wondering what would be for breakfast this morning. The wolf was hungry and needed something good before he stared his training this morning.

All night he rolled around in his head about asking Beryl to be his meister. Well today was the day but for now food was the only thing on his mind, and the new scent coming from one of the other rooms.
Who's gona save you when the stars fall from your sky? Who's gona pull you in when the tide gets to high?
Who's gona hold you when you turn out the light? I won't lie, i wish that i was your superman tonight...

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"To whom this may concern:

The damnable academy run by Shinigami himself is a trouble that has been merely tolerated for far too long. No longer must those of us who dance among the darker pleasures consider when some ridiculous child will come calling to pester us and attempt to liberate us of our souls, successful or not. I write this missive to all those deemed worthy of joining this most memorable cause. With an alliance of Shibusen's foes, both great and small, and much preparation, we'll be able to fell the bane of our existence once and for all and take this world for our own cause!

Enclosed is a map that will lead you to the location of my very own rehabilitation and training school. Inquire at the secretary within and I shall share with you my plan. If you prefer, you may simply walk out at that point without any questions. I do hope you will at least hear me out. I thank you for any considerations.

With Sincerity,
Witch Beryl"


Coal black eyes set in a dark skinned, tattooed face scanned the letter and took in each word, which then turned to the map and studied every detail carefully. Rehabilitation was not something the shamanic master was in need of, but the way this Witch, Beryl wrote spoke straight to Gituku’s heart. In fact, he could’ve believed she were after his own heart were it not already taken by the love of his life, Zellie. Someone else who sought to fall in collaboration against the evil Shinigami. Finally!

The tribal warrior was at first surprised by the centipede, but was surprised even more when the insect transformed into the letter and map. Gituku had been stationed out in the wilderness on a simple hunting excursion, and was quite surprised that someone could’ve found him by magical means or otherwise. Truly, this Beryl must’ve been a powerful individual and the shaman was more than willingly intrigued to visit her with good graces. Anyone who is an enemy of Shinigami is an ally of Gituku, except for those corrupt that seek to kill any- and everything.

“This should prove quite interesting” Gituku spoke aloud to no one save for himself with a wide grin, and then without further ado he set off on his new venture.

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After what must’ve been a healthy amount of weeks traveling perhaps halfway around the world, Gituku was nearing his destination of Beryl’s school. He had plenty of time to think, and was rather amused at the irony a cohesive alliance of villains would be gathered at a ‘school’ much like there nemeses. The ample foliage and fauna would serve well to camouflage the school hopefully, if not…at least provide a nice place to meditate and bask in the gifts of Mother Nature. Being part of the Dagaaban tribe for most of his early life had definitely proved helpful in his long solo expeditions around the world in the wild where a man like him would blend well.

Gituku’s footfalls plodded through the soft dirt pathway and he listened pleasantly to the chirping of birds, rustling of the trees, and flow of the river he had been following that would lead him to Beryl’s school. The tribal warrior paced himself calmly with Chike in one hand and Uzochi slung on his muscular back as he began humming a tune to himself. He followed the river for a good few hours until eventually coming to a small cliff where said river turned into a waterfall.

“Well…seems that I have arrived at last. Perhaps Lady Beryl or anyone else might have useful information on Zellie’s whereabouts as well” he stated to himself.

The tattooed man proceeded down to the lower level where the waterfall emptied into an ample sized basin. Gituku stopped for a few minutes to wash himself off and attempt to somewhat freshen up, although he was quite positive the aura nature had bestowed upon him was quite permanent like his tattoos. The shaman then stood up, adjusted his mystical belt, and walked up to the entranceway cleverly placed in the cliff’s face next to the waterfall. Gituku sized up the wall of stone doors and rapped the base of his spear against it thrice.

“Lady Beryl! It would be my honor to have an audience with you if you would but allow me entrance!” Gituku’s deep voice rumbled. For a few moments, nothing breached his ears save for the crashing of the waterfall, and then there was a large rumbling as the doors slid open permitting the dark skinned man entrance to the facility.

Gituku blinked in mild surprise, but soon his expression curled into a smile of cruel satisfaction. This was the first step to preparing Shinigami and Shibusen’s downfall, and how successful it was. With a deep breath, Gituku walked into the dimly lit main hall of Beryl’s school. As the shaman walked, his spear, Chike, echoed off the walls with it’s constant ‘plink’ ‘plink’ ‘plink’ of the wooden shaft against the cold, stone floor.

“Hello?” the shaman asked aloud, his deep voice reverberating down the halls. Oddly, though he was allowed in, there was nobody to greet him.

The shaman frowned inwardly, but continued on down the dimly lit hall until he finally came across someone. It was a woman undoubtedly by simply glancing over her curvy form that was apparently supposed to be ‘hidden’ underneath tufts of what looked to be wool. She looked quite peaceful laying on a bed of wool and the shaman debated with himself on whether or not to rouse her. He decided to attempt and wake her to see if this was actually Beryl. Gituku only knew the witch by the letter and name, so what she actually looked like was still in question.

The shaman gently moved to prod the sleeping woman with the base of Chike and spoke in a louder voice. “Pardon me…excuse me madam…are you Lady Beryl or at least know where I may find her?” Gituku inquired politely.
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"Tik tik!" came a clearly feminine voice from behind. Where once there was no one, there now sat a black clad woman seated atop the large, crescent shaped secretary desk within the central circle of the area that lead down each hallway. It was loud enough to get the man's attention without being threatening. If anything it was more playful. She sat with an evil grin over her features, legs crossed casually as she leaned forward ever so slightly. "I'm afraid you're prodding a new arrival. ...As a matter of fact if you'll excuse me for a moment..."

Beryl hopped from the desk quickly and strolled to the position where both people had stopped. Instead of taking the subtle approach that Gituku had tried to gain the girl's attention, Beryl merely pinched on her ear and pulled upward... hard! "Get up!" she shouted with a great deal of authority and annoyance. "Sleeping in the hallway isn't permitted! You look like a bum! On your feet!"

Once she'd at least gained the attention of both the fluffy girl and the tribal guy, Beryl made her announcements.

"First of all, I need to know why you're here. Did you get an invitation or are you here from word of mouth about the school? If you got an invitation, I'd like to see it and something to prove who you say you are. Last thing anyone needs is to have some tasteless mongrel from Shibusen trying to sneak in here and murder my students." Aries would get a large pardon in these areas, though she'd at least need to present a reason as to why she was there. It was fairly obvious that she was a witch; something largely frowned upon by Shibusen. Her sway of magic wasn't non-existent or even weak, but rather repressed and held back like Beryl's own. She could imagine why considering how the fluff-ridden girl had been discovered...
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