Rusalka

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XD Oh gawd...what was I thinking with that maid outfit. Matthias has officially stepped in it.

Thieves Guild

Mostly the others were tarrying off on their separate ways, some returning to that humble and dingy abode below the streets of Ivek, festering in the sewer and swamp rot under the feet of the unsuspecting nobles, guards and peasantry alike, while other of her fellow guild-mates were more keen on scoring a bit more coin and treasures, off on their own separate little bedlams and heists. But Nirayane, she was tired, must've been judging how quick she outran most of the guild before dropping into the stone moat surrounding Ivek and pulling back the flimsy wooden cover over the tunnel entrance. Ah that scent, the scent of home...pungent and with a tiny nip at the nose. Though, such unpleasantry the huntress was akin too, helped when you were the wife of a rowdy orc warlord and queen to a band of ruthless cutthroat brigands....and Nira...how she missed that very scent....the musk of her beloved. The passage was dark, damp with each footstep echoing down the long, moss covered stone corridor tunneling deeper and deeper, only alit by the few dim torch sconces that continued to burn, even in this most dank and humid of environments. Dmitri flew on ahead of her, busy catching up rats for his evening meal, but it was as the red tailed hawk soared into the grand cistern where the guild made their home....he unleashed a screech only recognizable to the girl, that warning of an intruder. Nirayane continued ahead down the path and stormed into the cistern with a fierce glare in her eyes, brandishing her hunting knife and sniffing of the air. Mostly, all she could smell was the sewer, but there was that faint hint...the scent of a female as Nirayane could only presume, but an intruder no less. Sneaking into the shadows with her blade at the ready, she prepared herself to pounce...as the wolf upon a frightened, trembling elk. You're mine... And then without warning, she struck, grappling the girl(Chloe) by her arm and drawing her knife to the intruder's neck....but wait....this was no intruder... She was one of them. Nirayane's knife retreated from Chloe's neck and returned to her sheath at her side, giving the girl a nod in apology. Then she realized...this girl had a bow. An archer eh?

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Evelyn + Quin =

@Unfortunately

XD Yup, that's about right.

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@Unfortunately

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

^_^ Actually I've hinted quite a few times to Matt's powers, even in the description for his powers. Eh...now if you'll excuse me. *throws water on Ev and Becky* -__-*...... -__-*...... Cut it out! <.< Or we're gonna have people in line to watch mud wresting. Actually =u= That doesn't sound like a bad ide-*murdered*

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*ominous growling* "Baka ne? You've no idea who you trifle with, boy!" >:D *everything starts growing dark around him as Matthias cackles insanely* WHOAWHOAWHOA!!! Cool it dere Matty mon! No revealing power till later! No spoiler! No spoiler, mon! *____* Meanwhile... Ev and Becky: *catfighting in the background*

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I swear those two will be the true downfall for the school XD Hana: what...the...fruity...fuck. You expect me to wear that?! Like you can make me!!

@Destinyfailhorror17

"Well no possibly I can't, but my assistant teacher on the other hand..." <.< "Miss Murray, prove your miserable worth and dress that boy in this maid outfit!" She's asleep! \>///</ "Well...dammit!" -_-* "How's that for first day impressions?"

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"You can only imagine the joy I'm feeling at this accomplishment......" -_-* Oh and Hana....I feel sorry for you lolnope

@Rusalka

XDXDXDXDXD OMG XDXDXDXDXD -laughing- This is beautiful XD Why does Matt have averaging maids outfit anyway?!? XD Also Hana is Japanese he did not learn it form anime XD What was Matt saying? Translation please ^^ XD I wanna post but I got to wait XD

@Destinyfailhorror17

XD I'll chalk it up as Matthias not knowing that, but yeah translations "Are you making fun of me?" "Idiot!" "Dumbass!" As for the maid outfit, simply because it's humiliating.

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"You can only imagine the joy I'm feeling at this accomplishment......" -_-* Oh and Hana....I feel sorry for you lolnope

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Evelyn - Shootin' tha Breeze...with a 12 Gauge Her face was already blazing hot just from that recently heated altercation with the newly crowned school bitch, but yet another warm sensation found its way to Evelyn, not of her blood boiling to the surface or hellish fires scathing her nerves with rage, oddly enough, but the feeling of another body leaning next to her...or rather on her...and a familiar voice to follow. "Can you believe that shit?" Ev grumbled turning to face Lisa. No wonder the girl felt like an industrial sized heater was placed next to them, Lis was burning up...sweating too....and...those shorts.... It took all Ev had to keep her eyes on Lisa and not...well...those nice legs of hers. Perv! Knock it off! She fished through her pockets looking for her pack of Lucky Stars, but....this time, not so lucky. "Eeeuugggh...you're all sweaty!" >///< She joked with Lisa before laughing, unfortunately lighting up...her last cigarette left. "Meh, knock yourself out." Evelyn shrugged taking a drag and blowing smoke, besides...she kinda liked it, Lisa leaning on her. They were friends after all. "But yeah, I'm just minding my business, going to the music hall to jam out for a bit and here comes Bitchy Big-T!ts knocking me over with her gazongas, and she's pissed at me! Psh...my apologies you can't see over those fucking watermelons in your bra, skank." "So....how's things with you and Slendy's proxy? Bout ready to kick him out like I am my roomie?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rebecca - Smooth the Rough Touch Rebecca figured it best she did avoid that...that...creature at all costs, because surely if she saw that trashy little hussy again, she was sure to remind her of her place once more, with another well deserved smack across that smug face of hers, or perhaps if it came down to it, she could show the girl a bit of class and civility....by skewering her to near-death with her fencing epee. Nevertheless, Rebecca kept her flustered mind off that girl, so rude, so vulgar...what a perfect example of the failures of Western Society, imminently declining indeed. But enough about that....what was her name again? No matter, if a rose by any other name would smell as sweet then refuse by any other title would reek just as revolting. And besides, there was the matter of Rebecca's....little ghost problem. I'm sure it was her and that boy, the sickly one....ah but wait...truly I know of his pain, but no excuse for chiding me. I will simply just reprimand him courteously, but that mischievous phantom...oh...the many things I will torment her with. Storming down the halls, she happened to pass by a particular door, 201, the number fresh in her mind still...from last night. The woman paused, staring with eyes apprehensive to the gilded placard that displayed the room number, or in fact the door itself, knowing it would lead into a room...a room belonging to a sweet, little girl she had spurned the night before...and quite possibly terrified her to no end...revealing her true nature of savagery and lust to the fragile soul. ~"Victorica...."~ She whispered, the name still slipping off her tongue so smoothly and sending chills through her body. I wonder....could she be upset with me... How I...acted...it was crass of me, to openly display such vile behavior towards her...to scar her mind with visions of a horrid creature....rather than her charming beloved. Sure, she could have waited to speak to her later, wait till Vicy was calm enough, perhaps during lunch or later in the evening....but Rebecca...she had to know. Sauntering quietly up to the door, she knocked on it three times...and waited...her heart damn near pounding through her ribs and her throat, parched and seething with an uncomfortable sting of dryness as she clasped her hands to her sides...and simply awaited the door to open. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Matthias - Nihongo Ga Wakarimasu Ka? Watashi Mo Oh sure sure, mock the embittered drunk behind his back, or blatantly in his face as was the case for Hana, but Matthias, he wasn't just the teacher everyone hated, he was the teacher everyone was damn well terrified off and for damn good reason. Oh and if you think you can get away just because you knew a second language, please...with as much formal education Matthias had, including his art education, he was practically a walking Rosetta Stone. While ever monotonous he awaited the answer of his new assistant teacher, Alice Murray (IE: Obviously soon to be his replacement), his eyebrow could only twitch at the biting commentaries he received from that foul mouthed little punk it has been his misfortune to have...as handy helper for the day. Brashly and curtly lifting a hand of pause to the woman, Matthias whirled around glaring at Hana while clearing his throat, and much...much possibly to Hana's misfortune, he spoke, "Anata wa watashi no tanoshimi o tsukutte iru?" Then, he stormed over to the ne'er do well and with quick reflex his finger thumped harshly against Hana's forehead as he scowled down at him, being a slight taller than the punk which helped the intimidation factor...hopefully. "Hakuchi! Nōtarin! You think you're clever, masking your insults with East Asian dialect? Pah! You probably learned all that from that stupid anime nonsense! I hate that stuff you know, what do kids even get out of that besides massive gratuitous violence, sex and nudity? If they want that, then pick up Titus Andronicus for the bard's sake!" <.< But enough with the rant, back to matter at hand, "Ah but at least it shows you have some brain capacity coming up with that clever ruse...oh wait, never mind, it failed! Like you twit! You just earned yourself another round trip of the Ninth Circle, Dante Alighieri." And by that, Hana...was in for it. Another thump of the head and back behind his desk Matthias went, rummaging around in his drawers for a bit...searching for something in particular. "Now I know it's here somewhere. Confound it! Where is that blasted, bloody thing! AHA!" And minutes later he returned...something hidden behind his back. "You know, it was not my intention to do this, but you did raise a fine point earlier. Frankly it's not a kink you smartass, more or less incentive for you to better yourself....but I doubt that's happening, so without further ado, TADA!" And just....WHAT THE HELL did he pull from behind his back! "A little something I borrowed from the drama department for my most unruly of students. Fine, you say I treat my students as maids, then so be it. You'll need the proper attire for when you're assisting with the Art Club this evening. Yes, say goodbye to that frilly little prancing pony cross dressing club of yours. But what do you know, this'll surely be up your alley, won't it?"