Kusunagi Kusunagi was awoken by the sudden pain in his forehead. Rather than awake with the rage, he checked such classes emotion and simply opened his eyes. "Dove. I understand, I am difficult to wake. But when I instructed you to be persistent, that did not mean to peck my forehead till my eyes open." The small bird flew away chuckling? It manifest as a small girl pulling at his blankets! It was to that the man finally allowed a twinge of annoyance in his eyebrow. Quickly he let the feeling pass before simply uttering the singular word. "Hare..." Instantly a man in a suit grabbed the little "dove" bowing to the master. "I do beg for forgiveness sir, you know how young ones can be." The one called hare bowed before carrying her off. As the two departed the Vampire seemed completely accepting to wake in the "day" despite the internal discomfort he is plagued with. He dressed himself rather quickly, considering it was a fine suit, with matching cape and ornaments of expense. His home had changed much since this plebeian was brought into their home, honestly....Mother had such a thing for the mortal world. Even trying to wake him for this Breakfast nonsense, and this academy....His eye brow twitched again, despite the fact he was 25, to attend such a juvenile thing, it interferes with so much of his work. But father made an excellent point, the potential for forming growing alliances and contacts for his future use would be far greater when they where young and impressionable. The entire reason he has dove is to aid him in understanding childish behavior....She is an embodiment of innocence, but...."Hare." As soon as the words left the vampires lips his trusted rabbit was at his side, bowing accordingly. "Yes sir?" "I wish to sleep longer. What is the schedule of the day?" The vampire stood poised but he could not stifle the yawn, but with hare he need not mind his image. His loyal companion smiled and nodded before listing off the plans, all the while pouring him a cup of blood sun tea. And handing him a pair of sunglasses...A rather normal thing to do while sitting, but to watch Hare pour tea with his ears and pull glasses out with his hands seemed both nonsensical and dexterous at the same time all the while walking with his lord. "Doveee is coming too! Kooozey! Don't forget Dove!!!" The cup broke from his sudden spasm of strength and irritation. But his face showed nothing, Turning behind he motioned her to follow while hare looked almost worried. "Why of course not dear dove. But do remember when we are among the sheep, you are to call me Lord." one wonders just how long Dove will have her head... --- Glennalua wakes to her alarm. Bright and early. Before sunrise. However, pear is not one for early morning, as he lets her know. "ARE YOU KIDDING! ITS FREKIN FLOPPING EARLY! LIKE SO EARLY I WANNA EAT YOUR SOULLLLLLL! PEAR!!!! PEARRRR!!!!!!" As he continues his rage, his promises death and expletives grow! Much to the feroicous fruit frustration, The young woman did not even bat an eye. She had long since grown accustom to its rather rambunctious nature. As she got dressed pear commented on her hourglass frame being inferior to ladies with a pear shape. To which she simply smiled and reminded pear that it was in fact an apple. The fruit sat slacked jawed, [i]it was true, it was hideous. Top heavy. RED! If only it had been a green apple, perhaps then it would one day find the adoration it longed for...But no. It was Red! The color of anger, hate.[/i]....As the fruit had its crisis it sat silent, allowing Glenna her a peaceful morning. But in the same fashion she goes about patching up wounds, she stitched pears now bleeding heart. "Pear. Have you ever heard the term to eat a pear a day to keep the doctor away? No. You are an apple. You are the sweetest of all fruits, made into many products. You complete the diet. You are what makes humans complete. And red....Red is the color of Passion, and adoration." Pear replied with just a small grin and a sniffle. Glenna smiled and motioned for it to come along. [i]Despite the fruits sour appearance and personality, he had the heart of a Golden delicious![/i] ---[b]HER BATTLE ARMOR[/b]--- Dressed in a rather unique uniform, it had a white fabric with red trim, and of course the red cross. A universal symbol of medicine, but it hung slanted? Ah yes, she needed to be able to treat angels demons and of course humans, but a cross standing up right or on its head brings discomfort to several of her clientele. She set the cross on its side so no matter who, they could come to her, as for the school girl esq design. (Pear calls it her pedo bait) she needed to be able to attend classes without constantly switching in and out of clothes, in addition some of the activities need students to find her in class! So she is easy to identify! --- "You know your going to be an hour late right?" Glenna actually made an Eep! "What!? WHY!?" Pear looked dejected "I may have turned all the clocks back....exactly an hour. So we could get more sleep..."Glenna looked around her small residential area and seeing only a small cat, she leaps into the air! Any who looked up may have been able to spot a truly beautiful crimson view,after all skirts are hardly designed for long jumping buildings.