Major Ursa

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"Now on with our business, shall we? I apologize for my brashness, I'm certain the ladies of your time were far less brazen and more the type to flee from you in terror, tripping over their skirts and all."

One of the vampire women fainted, while one of his human female guards started snorting in laughter.

Claude sat straight, with this human noble lady now up close in his presence. Casting a side long glance at Eirham and Vallewida, and giving them an interesting grin…he turned to Beatrice and gave her a charming smile, before offering his hand out. Whether his hand meant he wanted to shake it, or to kiss the back of it, it was unclear…“I might have expected a human women to react as such three hundred years ago, but I know to expect greater changes in the times. And, in actuality, I find your behaviour quite…refreshing.” Eirham let out a black flame from his mouth before disappearing, and reappearing beside the two...Vallewida just glared from where he sat, his eye flashing silver briefly before he seemed to finally settle down, the throwing knives of Beatrice's bodyguard turned to white flowers rather mysteriously...

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“Uhhmmm…hey, Phil?” A guard came down the hall of the noble demon’s manor, waving a bit and gesturing for Phil to do that. Phil looked over to the other guard on duty, who in turn shrugged and gestured for him to just go. Shrugging, he went on over to see what he was needed for, “Phil, there’s a tall, unfamiliar demon here to see you…” Instantly, he knew what this was about. Following down the hall, he eventually saw the tall, multi-horned, humanoid figure of his companion dragon. Two guards, shorter than his young companion, were cautiously holding onto their swords…Otto himself seemed a little intimidated by this, but his face lit up immediately when he saw Phil coming on over.

The guard groaned and face palmed, ‘I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?’ “Hey, Otto, didn’t I say to stay in the—“ Phil wasn’t able to finish what he was saying when the tall, humanoid dragon tackled him into a big bear hug and began balling.

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Sorry to hear that. When one of my ferrets died last year, everyone was falling a part. Don't strain yourself, RL comes first.

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Don't wait too long. Sometimes a long wait destroys interest, rather than build up anticipation.

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Was Otto the magical, singing, bike riding, bowling pin juggling, five year old dragon approved yet?

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Posted for Claude...Eirham doesn't look like the short tempered type, and Vallewida is obsessing about the standard impure blood erectile dysfunction problems...

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Claude Post

Quite a number of vampires were scandalised by the human noblewoman's bold nature, though one or two of Claude's human guards stifled their own laughter here or there. A beautiful woman in a white sundress scoffed at the human, and spoke to another woman beside her. The vampire Eirham, who had been holding a glass of wine...he clenched the glass a little too tightly, causing it to shatter, and for the blood to spilled wastefully across the front of his portion of table. His face though...it was utterly emotionless, his eye were empty like twin abyss. A childlike vampiress in a frilly dress pulled out a embroidered handkerchief and began to clean it up.

Vallewida, on the other hand, merely chuckled and wagged his finger out as if to a child, "Tsk tsk, is it so strange that we would be worried for sir Claudius? It only takes one impure blood to repopulate their race's number, but a pureblood has a lot of physiological technicalities to worry about...which is why no pure blooded children have been sired yet, and not because Claudius is completely and utterly impotent!" A good number of the male impure bloods seemed to shrink into themselves at the word 'impotent', but Vallewida gave Claude an irritated sort of forced smile before continuing, "I mean, Claude should be trying his damned hardest, I mean, he can! If I could still be able to sleep with women, so reproduce in such a manner, well, I wouldn't even be here, would I?! I'd be on ever half-blooded, heck, every human women if I could! I-I-I--" Another vampire reached over and calmed him down. Vallewida took a few calming breaths, which was saying something, since he was impure blooded and thus didn't even need to breath...

Surprisingly, Claude was the one who spoke up, his clear eyes making contact with the human, "Vampires don't believe in round tables, miss. Their excuse for having us on either ends is that we both head each side of the table as equals, to make this business transaction, but..."

Eirham interjected, "Everyone is present as a legal support, a professional council for a second opinion, or as a witness in the case of this transaction...wouldn't it also be unfair if we had our own guards to stand? They were seated as well. We would have seated the human guards present as well," The humans glared at the back of his head when he said this, and one guard's cough sounded suspiciously like 'bullshit', but they otherwise didn't say anything, "but the darkroom only has enough room for this length of table. There was even a chair reserved for one of your guards as well." The vampire gestured to a seat that was beside Beatrice's own. "Lets not make more of a hassle out of this, shall we? Business dealings go through Vallewida and I, Eirham, on behalf of Sir Claudius...who is unused to the business practises that have evolved since his time, as he had just been awoken from a two-hundred year nap almost a century ago." While saying all this, Claude picked up a stack of business related articles from the section of the table in front of him and began a short, bored reading.

Welcome to Hikari Ryodan Academy

The little Toaster dreamed. Dreamed of a factory of many more of his brothers and sisters, before they all separated and lived their lives...of the sorcerer opening up a portal to an experimental dimension while cooking his breakfast at the same time, and tripping over while carrying the little toaster. Many, many more memories filled his sleeping head, all more good than bad. Try as hard as he could, knowing that these were only dreams, the toaster was stuck fast in them like a fly in a trap. And then...

The little toaster felt a distant vibration, like something in the school had been disturbed. Being rocked from his sleep suddenly, Toaster's eyes snapped open and he proceeded to bark angerly at nothing for about half a minute before realising that there was, in fact, nothing but the headmistress in her office. Shaking his head, then pawing at his little toaster face in what must have been a grooming sort of act, he stretched his little toaster body before turning to the headmistress, "GOOD MORNING, GREAT OVERLORD HEADMISTRESS-SAMA! FORGIVE MY LOUDNESS THIS MORNING, I THOUGHT I FELT SOME FORM OF DISTURBANCE IN THE SCHOOL BUILDING!" Exclaiming his reasoning's to the headmistress, he padded on over to where she lay her head and nuzzled a hand. This little toaster needed no one else other than the headmistress, no one else at all.

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Aram rolled out of bed shaking. There was...he felt fine, but...the pain from his arms was overwhelming. Getting up shakily from the floor he had literally rolled onto from his bed, he plopped himself to sit back into his bed. The demon was hesitant, but did proceed to take off the bandages. And there it was, absolutely nothing wrong. For the most part, his arms were no longer bleeding, but now he still had fresh, open wounds. They were fine, in the scheme of things, but they didn't seem to have healed much from yesterday. This didn't mean anything. Sometimes the healing process could be fast, and sometimes it could be slow. At least most of his fingers seemed fine. Conjuring up a piece of hard candy, Aram caught it in his mouth while proceeding to bandage up the wounds again. His classes started in the afternoon, so he could probably relax for a while longer before preparing for the lessons. Pulling on pieces of his clothing slowly, he couldn't help but moan here or there when a particularly bad injury was poked in the wrong way. It was going to be a long day.

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Otto: *sees Spinel* :D *runs and glomps the guy from behind, tackling him to the ground* "Carry me~!" :3
Phil: DX "Oh, my fuc--m-m-my back! I think you broke my back and...AUGH!"
Otto: :D <( . . . ? )
Phil: DX
Phil's funeral was held the next weekend.

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Yay for random sidekick! Now, to make a responding post...

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CS

Name: Otto

Age: 5

Blood Line: Water Dragon

History: Hatched from an ancient egg by an old witch, he was raised quietly for two years in Pill village among other shifters. At two and when he was still reasonably small, he was handed off to Spinel as a companion for his journey, since the old witch owed the ___ family a favour.

Personality: Like the biggest, cutest, most loyal puppy who can talk. Mentally, he is little over five in age, though physically he is already full grown. Give him fifteen to twenty more years, he’ll get there. Young, naïve, and cowardly…his physically matured body hide his immature mind. Journeying with Spinel for three years so far, he thinks of him as his older brother…and tends to hide behind him for protection…even if the guy is shorter and smaller than himself.

Mastery:
None

Weapons:
Claw and Horns

Powers:
(UNLOCKABLE) Water Dragon Magic – A combination of healing, water and weather magic. Skills such as ‘Ice Blade’ or ‘Lightning Shot’ can be learned after years of practice.
Water Dragon Physiology – resistance to all elements, and takes lesser damage from magic. Weak to man forged harsh metal weapons. Body is long, and at the moment is over twenty feet long. Has three pairs of horns, necessary for predicting the weather. Body is nearly covered in scales, in half-dragon body or more humanoid form.

Appearance:
Full seven feet tall in humanoid form, and over twenty feet long in half-dragon form. All three sets of horns are visible in both forms. Though he is fully matured, he is still five internally. Wears a matching armour to Spinel's own.