[i]Well, off to find love![/i] was what Ascot thought, as he got off his parents' car with his suitcases and onto the foot of the hill where Pakora Academy stood in all its glory. Noticing how there was only one bus leading up to the school, the boy unfurled his fiery, red-orange wings, took up his suitcases, and began flying to the gates of the academy, where he would continue on to his dorm - shared with one Edward T. Carter - and deposit his suitcases for later unpacking. The boy would then smile, remembering what his father had told him about the other boy.

[i]Edward has been tasked with an immense burden,[/i] Jehoel had said, [i]The Silver Key keeps the beings of Anti-Logic from entering our reality and contesting the True God. Protect him, not from physical threats, but from the overwhelming power of lonliness and lack of bonds, so that the weight on his shoulders would be lightened.[/i]

Ascot would sigh wistfully at that, smiling. What would Edward be like? He knew the other boy was straight, and thus incompatible, but he couldn't help but hope that Edward would be a friendly and honorable person, one worth swearing his loyalty to. He wanted that, the feeling of committing himself to a worthy cause and a worthy person, of submitting himself to someone who proved himself worthy, of giving his life and service as someone else's knight.

Then, going off to the auditorium, the boy would eat a snack or two, before taking a seat. He would briefly scent a demon, but decide not to make a fuss about it; Pakora Academy was supposedly a 'truce zone' between Heaven and Hell. Instead, he would look at the young, blond woman with cute little fangs - a Vampire? - as she gave an awkward, yet endearing speech welcoming them into the school and inviting them to an 'Opening Ball'. Cool, a way to meet new people and potential boyfriends/girlfriends! And Edward, of coutse.

Once the speech was over, he would walk around, hoping to find his way back to the snacks, when he noticed a young woman with light purple hair that was accentuated by a billowing dress in that same color that made her look like a southern belle. Walking up to her, the boy, still in his checkered hoodie, but with the hood let down to show his messy black hair, and said:

"Hello there, milady, my name is Ascot, Ascot Sky, and I'm looking for a boy named Edward T. Carter. He is a boy one year older than me, who prefers to wear black, and has the same color of eyes and hair as me, but has a short ponytail." Prim, proper, and courteous, that was what Ascot was trying to be.

"Anyway, you seem like a lady both blessed with looks and intellect. May I ask what you plan to study in this academy?"

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