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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 2 2009, 06:09 PM (1,872 Views) | |
| Hiro_Tsukasa | Mar 2 2009, 06:09 PM Post #1 |
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NICE DRIVE!
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It was a new day and that meant a new day of having classes again once more. It had taken some time but the aftermath of the adventures with Mu had finally died down and slowly things were starting to become more normal; at least in Hyakuji's standards. Waiting his his homeroom, early as usual, Hiro Tsukasa hopped up sitting atop the teacher's desk, dressed as usual, and bored as typical for the time he let out a long slow sigh. Would he recieve a pay dock today? Would something go wrong? It was his first official day working with Eleanor and he had hoped to show her he had grown acomplished at doing something besides magic. However, given Hyakuji and the nature of his students he knew there was a very high chance for something to become derailed. Shaking his head slowly he mused to himself in a dry boring tone to try and pass the time. Hiro, "Hum... wonder who will get here first..." |
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| Cypriss | Mar 2 2009, 07:15 PM Post #2 |
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Well, if he planned to skip he should at least get on attendance for the day then sneak off later. That was Asmodeus Solomon's logic as he walked into class. His hands were wrapped in bandaging tucked under the thumb and wrapped over the majority of his palm and the back of his hand. His blue eyes were glassy and distant and he seemed rather preoccupied with things that definitely weren't to do with school. In his right hand was his bag with books and so forth. In his other was a small white baseball shaped rubber ball which he kept squeezing. Working his grip and dexterity. Besides, it was a lot like a stress ball. His eyes were dark around the edges a bit and his complexion was pale. But this did nothing to hide his handsome features. A light muscular build with brown hair that sat messily atop his head. And crystal blue eyes that showed his European heritage. But his slightly darker skin tone, facial structure and so forth was uniquely Japanese. He was, for lack of a better term, a mutt born of the East and West who had lived in both places. Some might call that 'in touch with his heritage'. He just called it annoying. A cliche antisocial moron would sit in the back of the room. But Asmodeus was not 'cliche'. He actually hated people. And in a classroom the least people were found in... the front row. Everyone crowded to the back so usually the front was empty. He moved towards the windows. Setting his bag down and sitting up front. He took his seat and let out a small sigh as he rested his chin in his palm. 'I hate class...' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "YOSH!" Jameson said sliding down the hallway in just his socks. He practically fell into the room, his soft shoes in his mouth as he walked in carrying a pile of books and notebooks in one hand, the other using his cane.. "Mff." He said nodding to Asmodeus. Acknowledging him without engaging him. He practically threw the books down, papers scattered about as he released a hefty grunt of exertion. He raised his foot up sliding on a shoe at a time while leaning on the teacher's desk. "Sheesh, the expect me to carry all this!" "I am crippled, they could give me an assistant. Man, I need a new servant.." He said casually. He glanced to Deus. "Ah, need a job?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "... Baka.." Deus said never taking his eyes away from outside. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Cheh, Yeah I figured not." He said organizing a file folder with several of his current cases listed inside. Then his binder for his classes and his books. Man, it was morning and already his knee was hurting form rushing to get here before he dropped everything. He'd be dying before the day was done. Maybe he'd pull a 'House' And start popping vicodin before class. FFt, that'd be a sight to see, Jameson wandering in high on drugs. He glanced over to the teacher. His face paled. "Tsukasa.." He said with a frown. "I must say it's a unique kind of feeling getting to start my day off with you every day." He leaned forward taking his cane and limping over to his desk. Now with his things in order. "Lu-cky-me." |
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| Beloved | Mar 2 2009, 08:05 PM Post #3 |
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Her ears were low as she walked down the hall, looking for Room 2-B, as it said on her schedule. Her eyes constantly moved back and forth between the single sheet of paper in her trembling hand and the numbers over each door. Her feet stop in place and her eyes look up at the '2-B' over the door. This was it. Nova took a few deep breaths before entering. For her, school was the worst place on earth. School was...hell. But this time will be different, she was sure of it. She suffered everywhere she went but here in Hyakuji she has experienced none of that. It was different here, the people here were nice. Nothing bad will happen. She sighs, that was something she needed to keep reminding herself in order to remain calm. After taking her last deep breath, she opens the door to the classroom and steps in. Her eyes quickly examine the classroom. The teacher, obviously very young, sat on top of his desk, while two other students, both male, sat at their desks. Besides that the room was...empty. This helped her feel a bit better as she turns to the teacher, " G-Good morning." Nova quickly turns away and takes a seat in the back of the room by the window. |
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 2 2009, 08:09 PM Post #4 |
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*Fawning Internally*
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Hinata was the third person to enter homeroom. Oddly enough, it seemed that Hiro himself was early this time. And as she came from the front, she didn't see Nova at the back. "Ah, good morning, Tsukasa-sensei, Jameson-san," she politely said to the two with a bow as she too took her place up in front... and next to Deus. She didn't know why, but she somehow felt compelled to be there. It probably had something to do with the fact that Deus was, well, Death himself, but she didn't know that. Otoha, however, seemed to hiss like a cat. "... What's wrong with you, Otoha?" Hinata groaned, expecting the response to be nonsense as usual, but this time, the Stand was a bit serious. "There's something... odd about this boy," she whispered to her sister out of earshot. "... Don't say that. That's rude," Hinata admonished her. "But I can't help it! There's something about him... that makes me uneasy. Hissssss~" Otoha growled. "That aside... WHY DO YOU HAVE CAT EARS AND A TAIL!?" Hinata hissed back. "Oh, that. Well, I just wanted to wear them for lulz," the Hinata just sighed and waited for class to begin. Edited by Pikachu_Fragger, Mar 2 2009, 08:10 PM.
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| Draco | Mar 2 2009, 08:19 PM Post #5 |
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Trace slowly made his way down the hall toward his home room. He let out a slight yawn as he walked and scratched the side of his with his hand. Trace was still tired and half asleep; he had never been a morning person and the fact that he had not had to get up this early for so long only made things worse. If only classes started at a reasonable time, like I don’t know maybe noon, then maybe he would be so tired. He would have to just coupe with the time and probably go to be earlier. As he reached the door to the class room Trace came to a stop and he looked up at the door. ”Hmm is this it?” Trace said with a slight grumble as he looked at the room number. He wasn’t sure he couldn’t think straight still. He lifted up a small black book back and opened it up. His other hand disappeared inside and soon reappeared having retrieved a small piece of paper that was his schedule. “Hmmm let see..” He said as he looked down at the slip of paper looking at the home room number. Sleepily he looked back up at the room number on the door to see if the two numbers matched, if not he would have to keep walking down the hall way. “ah good this is it.” Trace said with a sheepish smile as he folded his schedule and placed it in his shirt pocket so he could retrieve it easier next time he needed it. Letting out a slight sigh Trace opened the door and walked in to the class room. Upon entering Trace took notice of Hiro who was setting on his desk at the front of the class room. Trace remembered him from the Arcadia meeting. Two other faces he noticed thanks to the Arcadia were Jameson and Hinata although he would also remember Jameson from when he first met Nova in the mall. The other guy in the room Trace didn’t know but he didn’t look too thrilled to be here. In the back Trace saw a face that brought a smile to his face, it was Nova. Waving hello to Hiro quickly turned and made his way down the rows of desks toward the back were Nova was. He gently smiled at her, “Hey there Nova.” He said as he took the set beside of her. Edited by Draco, Mar 2 2009, 08:21 PM.
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| Zero | Mar 2 2009, 08:43 PM Post #6 |
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Rei was the next one to be walking through the halls, slowly taking his time taking all the sights really for he seemed to feel so new. He bounced a little blue Handball in his hand and his notebook laid in the other his only supplies for school. He seemed bored as he made sounds all throughout the halls gradually making their way towards the room as he had looked at his schedule, knowing the room he just walked around knowing he was on the right track. His emerald eyes looked past the bangs of his dark black hair, keeping his mind centered on the ball then finally right before he got to the door, the bouncing stopped as he picked it up then opened the door putting into his uniform shirt pocket as he walked inside. The boy looked towards the teacher sitting upon the desk, "Morning Teach, Class" Rei said waving around to all the new faces, then looking around the room for a seat. His eyebrow raised. . .there was a crippled and a girl with cat ears amongst other unique people, they seemed to make him feel like just another part of the crowd. . .He shrugged off the feeling as he sat beside the other girl in the room. He sat down putting his handball onto the table bouncing it one more time just to get it out of his system then looking up at the teacher. . .Rei only hoped that this would be a lot more fun then New York was, and friendlier too. |
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| ZUKURI | Mar 2 2009, 10:15 PM Post #7 |
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Zukuri wanted so badly to fit in with the rest of her classmates that she was going insane. Honestly! The female staggered toward her first class, hair limp and slightly askew, fingers twitching lightly. The agitation was apparent on her features too as her eyes were ablaze with a sort of frightening twinkle. She had spent the entirety of the previous night watching cheesy high school dramas which meant by the time morning rolled around she had no time to sleep, let alone get ready. So in a panic the new student had grabbed a cup of instant coffee, took two sips and raced out the door. Now at school the girl stood facing a wall in the hallway a short distance from her homeroom class, paper schedule pressed up against the flat surface. She straightened and restraightened the page purely out of nervousness, her clamly palms firmly pressed into the worn sheet removing any and every wrinkle. The female sighed, eyes dropping downward to glare at the ground. As she whimpered and grumbled and moaned a rather depressing observation was made; not only was one sock pulled up to her thigh while the other was bunched up around her calf but there was a huuuge coffee stain near the hem of her blouse. Though she was currently in a stare down with the menacing blemish, Zukuri fitfully raised a fist and pounded lightly on the wall before her. Ah god. She was such a weirdo and she knew it. The female took one more long breath and started to the classroom. The heels of Zukuri's boots clicked as she entered the room, signaling her presence to the other occupants. She gazed uneasily first at the assumed teacher then at the floor and then lastly toward the other students. "Mmm..." She whined quietly before turning to the first empty and settling herself into it. Edited by ZUKURI, Mar 2 2009, 10:16 PM.
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| Hiro_Tsukasa | Mar 2 2009, 10:58 PM Post #8 |
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NICE DRIVE!
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Hiro, "Ah Jameson... how cruel to speak to your professor like that~ Clearly ours is a destiny tied by the red string of fate~" Jesting and speaking in an almost pseudo-provocative tone Hiro wiggled back and forth where he sat as he mocked Jameson's rather direct comment. It was true, neither of them had to like seeing the other every morning during the week but he figured they could at least have fun with it. One by one as students filed in Hiro greeted them, finally letting out a long slow yawn; there was never enough time in a day to get done everything he had to do and sleep properly. Hiro, "Since classes are just starting back I don't think we'll have anything important to do in here today but I'll be happy to answer questions that anyone might have..." |
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| Kobayashi | Mar 3 2009, 12:09 AM Post #9 |
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"Ugh..." John couldn't help but feel a little worn out as he entered the classroom not a moment ago. Just a short while ago he was full of energy and ready to take on the day with vigor. Now, John was worn out and not ready to compensate for the rest of the day. The only familiar face John could recognize so far was Hiro Tsukasa, the male teacher who was one of the many faculty members put up for auction. John didn't notice either Nova or Trace since they were in the back and John sat in the center of the room. "I wonder what the rest of the day would be like...?" John mused aloud as he thought about his other classes today. |
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| Len Yuzuki | Mar 3 2009, 12:43 AM Post #10 |
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Music is my world!
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Oh god.. I barely made it!, a heaving blond, relatively short boy slid the door opened, and uttered a quick apology to the teacher. "I-I apologize for being late sensei... I got uhh.. lost?" he attempted, but decided to simply shut up and sit down at a desk. Len's uniform was slightly ruffled, his pants were crumpled, but he didn't care. He rushed to the class with all of his might, at the consequence of looking rather messed up. Taking in some deep breaths, the boy dragged himself across the classroom to a remote desk in the back of the room and set his book bag on top of the table. There was only two people he recognized, Hinata and Otoha, but other then that everyone else looked completely like a stranger to him. Figuring he should say hello to them, he grabbed his bag again and decided to take an open seat next to the girl and her stand. Setting his book bag down again, he nervously gulped before muttering a rather shy hello "Um, hello there Kagura-san, Otoha-san, its nice to meet you two again!" he felt like an idiot for being nervous, but he didn't want to ruin the chance when it came to friendship. Len grinned widely, before taking a small bow and seating back into the chair next to the duo. He stopped talking however, and simply paid attention to what the classroom was doing as he waited for class to smart. Another day ehh? |
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| SgtXDNX | Mar 3 2009, 03:28 AM Post #11 |
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Eh, doesn't look like I'm late. Walking through the door of the slowly-filling classroom was an unusally subdued and dishevelled Saito Hiraga. He had been awake since just before sunrise, yet had just arrived at the rather large upstairs room. As he entered, he saw a few familiar faces dotted around the room, and one of the teachers from the auction sitting on the desk at the front of the room. Tsukasa-sensei, wasn't it? Saito walked past the desk towards the row of windows on the opposite wall of the room, only pausing when he reached the last column of desks. "Morning Hinata, Asmodeus." he said quietly, before taking a window seat several rows back. Sinking into the wooden chair, Saito placed his left hand on the desk and inspected it closely. So far, the bandages had held in place, but he was still worried. What if someone saw? Sure, it was a school for those with strange powers, but he wasn't exactly comfortable about people knowing about his ability just yet. Hopefully, none of his new classmates were the curious type. |
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| Mash_Potato | Mar 3 2009, 06:15 AM Post #12 |
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Julian tottered towards the classroom door. He was breathing heavily but trying not to show it. He had woken up early as was his habit but somehow, he'd managed to find himself trying to beat the clock. Pip had flown off somewhere... Hopefully the little bird wouldn't get any ideas about popping into class. Julian tugged at his collar to help him breathe easier before smoothing it down and making sure he was presentable. He wore his black coat-tailed jacket, black trousers, gray sweater and white long-sleeved shirt. The heels of his thick leather boots, which were slight too big, dragged along the floor with each footstep. Nervously, he looked around the door frame and into the room. A assortment of unusual people were inside. The fact that he recognized some of them made his wings flutter momentarily. Duffel bag in hand, Julian found a seat near the window... And timidly sat, looking out the window and playing with his thumbs. |
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| Cypriss | Mar 3 2009, 02:00 PM Post #13 |
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Jameson broke into a small smile. "Red string? So we're destined lovers? Baka." He said idly turning away and tucking his hand into his pocket. He was wearing a white button down shirt with a black vest over it and black pants. It was a lot like what his friend Cypriss had worn, but Black instead of gray, and no tie since ties were annoying. But it still helped him feel more like that person. He was now changed! He'd gone on a spirit quest! He was brand new! And in front of him was Hinata. '.... Not... I'm not that brand new..' He thought, stepping away from the desk of the girl whose boyfriend had got speared entering into the building. I mean, from a certain perspective you could say that was Jameson's fault for charging in. But form a certain perspective you could say it was Everyone else' fault for not being very powerful and yet demanding to play games with evil demons and sword monsters. You know.. Perspective.. Even so Jameson felt guilty. He should have been able to protect everyone. If he had awakened before that event.. If his powers had been working properly instead of failing him.. He oculd have saved everyone from injury. He could have protected everyone.. No! He scorned himself mentally. Thinking like that is what lead to.. His eyes darted down to his hand. His fingers bore a scar from when he'd dug his knuckles into a tree. His fears had gripped his entire body at that time and in frustration he'd struck the tree. He'd been unable to do anything at that time. Which is why he had gone on the quest. To get past his guilt over that incident and become smarter. To accept His psych. To accept "Jameson" "I accept the fear that tempers my courage.." "I accept the hatred of evil that drives me.." "I accept the responsibility of myself and my actions..." And so long as the 'him' today was going to become greater than the 'him' yesterday then he would have to ignore this guilt and push himself forward. He'd already allowed fear to keep him from acting once. He couldn't allow it to stop him. But he couldn't ignore it any longer either. After all, it was only by accepting the 'mason' psych that he had attained his new strength and mentality.. He stopped. "Gomen.." He said lightly towards Hinata. "Honto.. Honto ni gomen nasai!" He said bowing his head a bit. "Excuse me.." He moved past to his desk. Sitting and messing with his things. Anything to avoid eye contact. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Asmodeus shifted a bit glancing over as he was greeted. "oh.. Yo, Saito-San." He said waving a bit. One of the less annoying club members. His eyes shifted again at the sudden arrival of a crippled kid who seemed to be apologizing to Hinata for some reason. Lover's quarrel? As if he even cared. Even so it was embarrassing just to watch such a pathetic display. He wasn't sure how this kid managed to apologize so.. forcefully in front of everyone. He had guts.. Even if he was a cripple. But even counting that in his favor his rude exchange with the teacher implied that the teacher disliked him. And he was apologizing to this girl so probably she hated him too. He must have been the type who attracted trouble with his sincerity. In other words the type that was troublesome from the start to the finish. Not the sort Asmodeus wasn't to hang about, to be certain. Not that Asmodeus particularly wanted to hang about any sort of person. He leaned back and glanced back out the window. Resting his chin in his palm with a wince. "Ittaaa.." He muttered. "It hurts.." He said eying the clouds drifting by outside. He really envied those outside right now. This place was really bothersome. |
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| Rock Lobster | Mar 3 2009, 02:31 PM Post #14 |
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The American named Rock trudged through the halls with many a yawn. What with getting next to no sleep plus the jetlag...Well, let's just say Rock wasn't in the best of moods. Regardless, he thought, I'm going to make it through this day. I can sleep when I get back to the dorm. That Pepsi I had should be taking effect any moment now, and that has enough caffiene to last me a while. Besides, I cant turn down the chance to make some new friends today, can I? Rock entered the classroom and looked around. Doesn't look like I'm late, he thought with a yawn. He saw his new roommate and waved to him. He chose a spot in the back and sat down. AS soon as he sat, the pangs of exhaustion flowed through him. Oh man, I'm more tired than I thought. He layed his head down in his arms. "Just a little rest for the neck. As soon as the teacher calls us, I'm sitting up," he vowed to himself out loud. Edited by Rock Lobster, Mar 3 2009, 02:33 PM.
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| Beloved | Mar 3 2009, 04:56 PM Post #15 |
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Nova sat at her desk way in the back by the window with her head on her hands and her eyes looking outside, not paying any attention to what was going on around it. She did hear the room begin to fill up with students as one by one they each came in before the late bell. At some point she heard someone walk in and take the desk beside her,“Hey there Nova.” It was a familiar voice that she knew very well. Sitting up Nova picks her head up off her hands and turns to look at Trace. " Hey," she responds. At the hot springs he had already told her that they were in the same homeroom and gym class. This helped Nova feel much more at ease. Waiting for classes to start, her eyes turn away from Trace and look around the room. There were quite a few interesting characters in this homeroom, no one was exactly, normal. No one seemed to be fully awake or want to be here either. She was quickly surprised to see John sitting in the desk in the middle of the room alone. Nova hasn't seen him for quite some time. Hopefully they were still friends. " Hey John!" Leaning over her desk a bit she calls out to him but makes sure she wasn't loud enough that she would get the whole classes attention. Edited by Beloved, Mar 3 2009, 04:57 PM.
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