Lady Ophelia introduced each and everyone of the magi in the room. Lux let her eyes wander. She'd seen some of them in her visions, but there were others who'd surprised her with their arrival. She didn't think it was folly in her part that she didn't see them beforehand. Perhaps she had just been busy with other things. It didn't matter now. The King had gathered them for a reason, and Lux wanted to find out why. The people gathered in the room obviously held great power, each one excelling in their respective fields. Lux tried not to let it go to her head, but as usual, she'd failed. Lady Ophelia was right, she was a seeress of no small skill and she reserved the right to be proud about it. Years of studying allowed her that right, or at least, that was what she believed.
Lux was about to open her mouth to speak, to ask the question she knew they were all dying to, but before she was able to, a vision suddenly assaulted her. It took her to a mountainside with the sun returning to its slumber behind the mountains. There was a small cottage with a man working the fields. The woman he lived with was beautiful and carried a young lad of about three years as she went about to watch the man toil. They were the picture of happiness, but something was wrong. In the next second, the utopian lifestyle shattered. There was fire devouring all in its path and horse's hooves that sounded like death marching towards them. The image Lux saw before she returned to the castle was the bloodied bodies of the family.
Lux sighed. Another dead family unrelated to her. She raised a hand to apologize for suddenly zoning out as she dug inside her cloak for her blindfold. She put it on and finally, as impatient as she was, stepped up to ask the question. "Lady Ophelia. Lord Feyne. My King, my Queen." She bowed low to each of them. "You didn't call us for a friendly visit. If you don't mind, we-" she paused, knowing she didn't speak for the rest of them. "If you don't mind, I would like to learn of the identity of our mission."
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Call me Spencer not my real name. I'm 17 years old, from the Philippines, pansexual, a Journalism student, and a generally badass person, if I do say so myself.
I roleplay in any genre, as long as it's a plot that I'm interested in and can grasp easily. I mostly play females, but can sometimes play males. If you wanna 1x1, I really wanna do some fxf plots. :>
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Real life can be hell sometimes. I totally understand.
And thanks. I don't really like being a gm and stuff so I'm still a bit worried.
And thanks. I don't really like being a gm and stuff so I'm still a bit worried.
It was a quiet day. Students were flooding inside the halls of Browning High School, their elegant uniforms swaying in the wind. Classes would be starting in less than a hour. Until then, the hallways would be filled with wandering students, chatting with their friends sbout this and that. Brianna wasn't one of them. With earphones plugged in her ears blasting heavy metal music, she walked through the crowds that parted like the red sea for the student council president and daughter of one of the most important benefactor of the school. She ignored the students' greetings of good mornings, their words muted to her by the loud music. It was rude behavior, she knew, but she had more pressing matters in her mind.
The foreign exchange student was on the top of that list. He was some kid from Europe, if she remembered correctly. Frankly, Brianna was worried if he would adjust well to an American high school and if he would be able to keep up with the heavy requirements of Browning. If he wasn't able to... Well, Brianna would never let some foreign student bring down the reputation of their school' She'd worked too hard to maintain it, and to have it ruined by some floozy during her time. She would never be able to live down the shame.
She paused her musings and took out her earphones as she neared the student council room. She didn't expect anyone to be there yet as it was still early, so she was pleasantly surprised when she saw that Hansel Cross, the vice president, and Alice Sakai, the secretary, were already there. Alice was going through some paperwork, while Hansel, the more laid back one, was just lounging around. They both greeted the president, who quickly walked over to her table and sat at her chair. The student council room was made to look like a huge congregation of tables, with Brianna's large mahogany table at the head.
"Is the exchange student here yet?" Brianna asked. It was Hansel who answered her, saying that he would probably be arriving soon. Brianna sighed, awaiting the new student's arrival.
The foreign exchange student was on the top of that list. He was some kid from Europe, if she remembered correctly. Frankly, Brianna was worried if he would adjust well to an American high school and if he would be able to keep up with the heavy requirements of Browning. If he wasn't able to... Well, Brianna would never let some foreign student bring down the reputation of their school' She'd worked too hard to maintain it, and to have it ruined by some floozy during her time. She would never be able to live down the shame.
She paused her musings and took out her earphones as she neared the student council room. She didn't expect anyone to be there yet as it was still early, so she was pleasantly surprised when she saw that Hansel Cross, the vice president, and Alice Sakai, the secretary, were already there. Alice was going through some paperwork, while Hansel, the more laid back one, was just lounging around. They both greeted the president, who quickly walked over to her table and sat at her chair. The student council room was made to look like a huge congregation of tables, with Brianna's large mahogany table at the head.
"Is the exchange student here yet?" Brianna asked. It was Hansel who answered her, saying that he would probably be arriving soon. Brianna sighed, awaiting the new student's arrival.
Hey-o! This rp isn't dead! Is everyone done with their cs?
"I still don't understand why you would turn your back on the Creator," Camael muttered. She'd conceded defeat. It was obvious that whatever happend to Abaddon was something she would never fully grasp. All she knew now was that he was a lost soul. Was there a way to bring him back to the right path? She certainly hoped so. It would mean that there was a way to end everything, to change everything for the better.
Camael shook her head at him. "It doesn't matter now."
Camael shook her head at him. "It doesn't matter now."
I'll make some changes to his cs later.
Name: Silas Griffin
Age: 23
Appearance:
Personality/Bio: Charming, playful, and optimistic, Silas wasn't a person who looked like he would be involved in criminal activities. Growing up in a foster system became a way for Silas to meet people that lead him to participate in various forms of juvenile actions. He didn't question their less than legal transactions as they were the ones who provided for him day in and day out, and he didn't really have anything against it. As he grew up, he became more involved with their heists, discovering a rather sadistic side to him.
Name: Silas Griffin
Age: 23
Appearance:
Personality/Bio: Charming, playful, and optimistic, Silas wasn't a person who looked like he would be involved in criminal activities. Growing up in a foster system became a way for Silas to meet people that lead him to participate in various forms of juvenile actions. He didn't question their less than legal transactions as they were the ones who provided for him day in and day out, and he didn't really have anything against it. As he grew up, he became more involved with their heists, discovering a rather sadistic side to him.
Jordan Mason
Jordan gave them a nervous smile. Having both the headmaster and deputy headmaster speak to her was intimidating. "I'm sure Hagrid will find it to be a very pleasant surprise, sirs. I'll keep my lips sealed," she promised them, fixing her glasses' position on her nose yet again. "I'll be heading to his class now. If you'll excuse me." She gave them a polite bow before she scurried off. While she wasn't one to run away like a coward... Okay, well she was, but that wasn't what was important. She was in her final year. This was her last chance to make something of herself. While others were attempting to become the next Quidditch stars or mastering spells, Jordan had been drowning in a mountain of books. It wouldn't do, and she was afraid that the headmaster and deputy headmaster would see how much of a failure she'd been.
She breathed out a sigh of relief as soon as she was a healthy distance away from the two. Maybe her cowardly retreat hinted to them her patheticness, but she needed to regroup herself. She ran a hand down her arms where the headmaster had squeezed earlier. He was a man Jordan greatly admired. His knowledge far exceeded that of anyone she'd ever known, and he made something of himself. He became the headmaster of such a prestigious school. Jordan smiled to herself. She'd be just like him one day, maybe not a headmaster, but someone just as great. She saw some of her fellow Ravenclaws and called out to them. They were heading to Hagrid's class as well.
Jordan gave them a nervous smile. Having both the headmaster and deputy headmaster speak to her was intimidating. "I'm sure Hagrid will find it to be a very pleasant surprise, sirs. I'll keep my lips sealed," she promised them, fixing her glasses' position on her nose yet again. "I'll be heading to his class now. If you'll excuse me." She gave them a polite bow before she scurried off. While she wasn't one to run away like a coward... Okay, well she was, but that wasn't what was important. She was in her final year. This was her last chance to make something of herself. While others were attempting to become the next Quidditch stars or mastering spells, Jordan had been drowning in a mountain of books. It wouldn't do, and she was afraid that the headmaster and deputy headmaster would see how much of a failure she'd been.
She breathed out a sigh of relief as soon as she was a healthy distance away from the two. Maybe her cowardly retreat hinted to them her patheticness, but she needed to regroup herself. She ran a hand down her arms where the headmaster had squeezed earlier. He was a man Jordan greatly admired. His knowledge far exceeded that of anyone she'd ever known, and he made something of himself. He became the headmaster of such a prestigious school. Jordan smiled to herself. She'd be just like him one day, maybe not a headmaster, but someone just as great. She saw some of her fellow Ravenclaws and called out to them. They were heading to Hagrid's class as well.
Elizabeth Fontaine
Beth flew down to the ground and greeted Ryan with a huge grin. "That's a great idea. I'm sure Tessa won't mind. We just have to put back our brooms and we'll be right with you," she said as she headed towards the locker room, following her teammates. She quickly placed her things back inside her locker, and a with a flourish of her wand, she fixed her attire. Much more appropriate for class. She nodded to Jasper and asked if he was going to come with to Hagrid's class, but he saud he had Potions so he won't be joining them. It was a pity too, as Jasper was a good person to hang out with. Their keeper wasn't going to attend as well, which only left Beth and Tessa. Oh, and Ryan too.
"You're okay with walking to Hagrid's with Ryan, right?" she asked Tessa as she pulled out her backpack from the locker and put it on. "Lots of people don't like him much, but he's an interesting person, don't you think?" She nodded as if to solidify her point. She gave Tessa an enthusiastic grin before she walked out of the locker room and met with Ryan outside. She already knew it was going to be an amazing class with two interesting people attending. And she was certain whatever creature Hagrid had to showcase would be fantastic as well. She couldn't wait.
Beth flew down to the ground and greeted Ryan with a huge grin. "That's a great idea. I'm sure Tessa won't mind. We just have to put back our brooms and we'll be right with you," she said as she headed towards the locker room, following her teammates. She quickly placed her things back inside her locker, and a with a flourish of her wand, she fixed her attire. Much more appropriate for class. She nodded to Jasper and asked if he was going to come with to Hagrid's class, but he saud he had Potions so he won't be joining them. It was a pity too, as Jasper was a good person to hang out with. Their keeper wasn't going to attend as well, which only left Beth and Tessa. Oh, and Ryan too.
"You're okay with walking to Hagrid's with Ryan, right?" she asked Tessa as she pulled out her backpack from the locker and put it on. "Lots of people don't like him much, but he's an interesting person, don't you think?" She nodded as if to solidify her point. She gave Tessa an enthusiastic grin before she walked out of the locker room and met with Ryan outside. She already knew it was going to be an amazing class with two interesting people attending. And she was certain whatever creature Hagrid had to showcase would be fantastic as well. She couldn't wait.
Elizabeth Fontaine
Jasper tossed the Quaffle towards Beth but he wasn't as well versed in it as they were and the Quaffle flew past the two Chasers. She tossed Jasper a faux-glare before zooming after it, seeing that it was headed towards the stands. While normally that wouldn't be a problem as there wasn't an ongoing game, this time was different. There was someone sat in the booths, someone Beth recognized as she zoomed closer. She flew past the Quaffle, and made a flip with her broom to quickly change the direction of her flying, and caught the Quaffle just before it reached the stands. She gave Ryan a brilliant smile. "Thanks!"
She gave the Ravenclaw a salute before zooming back to Tessa, passing her the Quaffle with a masterful throw. She looked back towards their audience with a small smile. Ryan was an interesting character, but he seemed to hold himself distant towards others. While that may have been something other people found off-putting, for Beth it was just a challenge. And she loved challenges. She hovered in the air and waved both her hands around, all the while shooting him a smile. She then turned back to her teammates. "Sorry about that," she said to Tessa.
Jasper tossed the Quaffle towards Beth but he wasn't as well versed in it as they were and the Quaffle flew past the two Chasers. She tossed Jasper a faux-glare before zooming after it, seeing that it was headed towards the stands. While normally that wouldn't be a problem as there wasn't an ongoing game, this time was different. There was someone sat in the booths, someone Beth recognized as she zoomed closer. She flew past the Quaffle, and made a flip with her broom to quickly change the direction of her flying, and caught the Quaffle just before it reached the stands. She gave Ryan a brilliant smile. "Thanks!"
She gave the Ravenclaw a salute before zooming back to Tessa, passing her the Quaffle with a masterful throw. She looked back towards their audience with a small smile. Ryan was an interesting character, but he seemed to hold himself distant towards others. While that may have been something other people found off-putting, for Beth it was just a challenge. And she loved challenges. She hovered in the air and waved both her hands around, all the while shooting him a smile. She then turned back to her teammates. "Sorry about that," she said to Tessa.
She didn't know what took over her, but Shiori caught the arrow with one hand a mere inch from it piercing through her chest. Perhaps it was her inner Tetsume showing itself, but she certainly hadn't done it on purpose. She gripped the kunai and threw it in the direction that the arrow had come from. She wasn't sure if it hit, but she didn't have time to wait. She urged Takada to hide as she went after the ninja who ambushed them. If that ninja had friends that would come after Takada when she left, then that meant Shiori would fail in her mission. But something told her that there was only one out there and if she didn't go after that person, then she'd be allowing him to attack them more. And Shiori had always been a person who trusted in her gut. She jumped from the cart and used her chakra to propel herself upward. In mid-air, she drew another kunai.
She landed near the first kunai she threw and saw that it had landed on a tree, missing its target. She took it out and went for a more offensive stance. "Reveal yourself," she demanded.
She landed near the first kunai she threw and saw that it had landed on a tree, missing its target. She took it out and went for a more offensive stance. "Reveal yourself," she demanded.
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