TheHangedMan

Vampires, Werewolves, and School.

Yo, @olcharlieboi izza thizza astilla open?

Faces In The Shadows

@Flamelord & @Cinderella Man

Well, seeing as I'm getting impatient to begin this, and I don't really want to have to delay for so long since it seems it hasn't gathered much interest, you mind if I start it with just you two on-board?

Of course, if you've got friends to invite over that could be interested, that'd be swell too :)

Mana-Script Academy For The 'Gifted'

@Eklispe

Sol the Windblade's Exam

Sol's sword did found itself released from the Man's grip, but that was mostly due to he himself letting it go. Sensing the attack of Sol, the Man slid backwards and let the blade slide out of his cut palm to avoid the blow. In return, when Sol's second swing, the one meant to mimic the previous one, came at him, he had managed gain safe distance against Sol. Now, with the distance mostly safe, the Man disappeared once more in a burst of speed, his huge, over-sized axe trailing behind him.

He appeared to Sol's side, axe raised above him like a guillotine blotting out the sun, and brought it down towards his shoulders, aiming to chop the whole arm right off.

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@floodtalon & @Dash375

"A mishap at a bar, a charming, rich young man to pay for it, and bonding over mutual lust . . . of battle! Oh I can see the sparks flying already!" swooned the bartender suddenly. With a playful grin, she pulled out a glass of wine - suspiciously branded 'Amore~' and emptied its contents into a fine crystal wineglass.

"Love is in the air~" With an exaggerated sigh, raised the glass of wine in the air and downed it with a large amount of theatrics. "I swear ya battle aficionado's take this attitude of 'fight me for fun and friendship!' everywhere you go, up to and especially the bedroom," she added with a fox-like snicker, completely unabashed by the implications she was making.

Her snickers settling down, she said in a more serious - though that was not much more serious, by any means - tone: "In any case, strength is strength - I doubt people find it hard to respect it. Kinda separates people, let's 'em know who's more important - on a social level, anyway."

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@The ghost in black

Meruin took a moment to process what Aleksandra had said. Huh, so it appears that she had to share the room with her. Not quite something she had envisioned doing, but okay.

"Oh, then apologize for the misunderstanding, and it's good to meet you, Aleksandra," said Meruin conversationally. "I'm Meruin, your roommate, in case you needed confirmation."

Nodding in understanding, Meruin watched as Aleksandra stepped into the bath; it was true, she was fairly dirty. She wondered how she had reached that filthy state of dress. Shrugging, she concluded it must have been something to do with her exam. Speaking of which . . .

Meruin looked down on her own attire, which wasn't much cleaner itself. It had holes where she was stabbed, slight burns from where her shields hadn't reached, and was covered in soot, gravel and just earth in general. Deciding it would be best if she got herself cleaned as well, Meruin took of her clothing and dumped them on top of her bags, reminding herself to get them mended and cleaned later.

Having yet to notice that there were, in fact, two bathrooms Meruin stepped into the shower right after Aleksanrda.

"Hm, looks like I forgot to bring out my soap and shampoo. Are there any spare ones there, Aleksandra?" said Meruin, nonchalantly using a tub to wash herself next to the girl.

Hogwarts: Call of Darkness [Full]

Just stopping by to say I am still interested in this, just waiting for replies and all. If I don't get one by tomorrow, I'll make a post anyhow.

@Madly33 you still gonna post?

Faces In The Shadows

@Flamelord, @Hillbilly12, @Cinderella Man just checking if you're still interested.

Also, bumping!

Mana-Script Academy For The 'Gifted'

@Eklispe I think I got it. Anyway, all he did was grab the sword :P

Mana-Script Academy For The 'Gifted'

@Eklispe

Sol the Windblade's Exam

The Man grunted and raised his hand. Sol's blade cut right through it, its tip flowing with blood. Clenching the blade in his hand, the Man's ironclad grip prevent it from sliding out. While he did so, adjusted the grip of his axe, holding it closer to the head.

"Just to prove that you can hurt me," he said neutrally, before bringing it down on Sol's shoulders with all the speed of booming thunder.

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@The ghost in black

Meruin snorted inelegantly as she floundered about, startled by the sudden attempts to wake her. "Whu - buh - huh?" she babbled, looking around her. "Huh . . . so the exam's over. A pity."

Sighing with a disappointed air, she took stock of the room around her. It was rather nice, really. She assumed they would be brought to the entrance of the school itself, but judging from the fact that her luggage was just laying in the corner over there, it seemed that they had opted to deliver her straight to her dormitory room. The bed was also fluffy, she noticed.

Thinking back on her previous battle, Meruin shivered a little, suddenly eager to do it again . . . but no, not right now; her body felt like lead. There was no way she would be able to enjoy 'battle' so-called if this was the state she was in. It would also be rude to her opponent; if battle needed two or more people to commence, such that it was impossible to achieve alone, then the logic followed that it was a social construct that required that all participants be reciprocal of each others strength and ability, if they were to enjoy it.

At least, that was her current hypothesis on why she had found it so suprisingly enjoyable.

Then she noticed she wasn't alone.

". . . Excuse me, but this is my room. You're currently trespassing, so unless you have business with me, please vacate the premises," said Meruin to the only other occupant in the room. She had no idea how she got here, but she would honestly like to rest without having to be wary of intruders.

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@Dash375 & @floodtalon

As the glass shattered, the bartender snapped her fingers. Slowly, as if a video moving played in reverse, the glass righted itself on top of the table. Picking it up, she deposited the now clean glass back in its casing.

"No problem, no problem," she said airily. "Broken glasses happen all the time here, what with the bar fights. I'd say you'd still have to pay for it though, but seeing as the money Mr. Chen gave out still covers it, you're safe for now; speaking of which, I think he's talking to you."

She gave Chen a wink. "Don't mind it so, she's pretty engrossed in the battle; can't win all the women's favor with a charming smile and wads of cash, after all. Sometimes they just like strong men," said the bartender in a purely joking manner.

Hogwarts: Call of Darkness [Full]

@Madly33 still waitin' on yeh m8tey

Mana-Script Academy For The 'Gifted'

@The ghost in black they share the same room, i.e there beds are right next to each other :)

Mana-Script Academy For The 'Gifted'

@Eklispe

Sol the Windblade's Exam

The Skeleton somehow grinned, and Fo correspondingly laughed.

"Well said."

And with that response the Skeleton arched back with more agility that he apparently possessed and used the space and leverage to issue a kick to Sol's mid-section. The blinding speed of the kick was hampered by the fact that the strength behind it wasn't up to par; it was just meant to push Sol back.

"You will forgive me, Sol. I haven't been upfront with you - I wanted to test your character. You look and act like a warrior, but such character is only skin deep; it tells me nothing about how you really are. Now I know that you will face me even with the odds stacked so heavily against you."

Suddenly, all around them, the skeleton crowd began crumbling into piles of dust. The thousands of bones disappeared in mere seconds, and at the same time, blood pooled by the gallons out of the Skeleton's axe, and then, in place of the Skeleton, stood a Man.

Looming over Sol was a fair-haired man - no, to call him a man was like calling a tiger a cat. He was resplendent in every way. Noble features graced his powerful body in every way. His red eyes held a kind of violent wisdom and undisguised his countless years of experience on the field of battle.

"The truth is, while my army stood on the field of battle, you would not be able to kill me. Earlier, you were facing an army and its unkillable Lord. Now, you face a lone man, powerful beyond your imagination, but one capable of death. So come, Sol the Windblade."

He hefted his mighty axe, propping it on his shoulder, before flicking two fingers at Sol in invitation.

"Prove to me your strength."

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@The ghost in black
Meruin fell on the bed right next to Aleksandra's, still passed out. She mumbled a bit, with her arms flailing about - somehow, she managed to draw an energy rune, which created a none lethal but blinding flash of light. All the while, Meruin was sporting a little, seemingly eager, smile on her face.

"Heh . . heh heh," she muttered softly.