Since we can only have one weapon, does that mean dual swords aren't allowed? :)
Edit:
Wait, nevermind. Looks like someone chose dual daggers so I guess it's fine. Haha
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Blaire Lesedi || 17 years old || Female
If you're still accepting, then i'll make a CS once I get home. I'll reserve the color Black if it's a yes.
I'll post once I get home.
Hey Shadow, I'll make a CS soon.
Aeria stirred lightly in her sleep. She felt something heavy that was placed around her, making her scowl in annoyance; She didn’t like it when she was disturbed in her sleep. For a moment, she had forgotten everything that had happened. Her mind was feeling fuzzy, and her tired body begged for her to get some more sleep. As the fog in her mind slowly started to clear up, she opened her eyes and was met with darkness. She didn’t think anything of it at first so she closed her eyes again, until she felt the rising and falling of what she was laying on. Her pillow was breathing..? No.. Aeria’s eyes flew open when it clicked. Everything that had transpired today came flooding back in like a speed train, and her drowsiness was sent flying out the window.
Aeria became stiff as a statue. She could feel him breathing, feel his heartbeat, and if she focused hard enough, she could even hear his pulse ticking as the sound waves moved through the air; Everything that she so desperately hoped for earlier, but didn’t see any signs of. Aeria didn’t move a single muscle. Not because she didn’t want to disturb Leon’s sleep - kind of, but because she was too embarrassed to. She was sure that her face was flushed red at the moment; Both of gladness and embarrassment. What was she thinking? Sleeping on his chest felt like a pretty good idea at that time--not that she had done it on purpose. At that moment, it felt completely normal and reasonable. First of all, she was as vulnerable as glass because of her near death experience. Second, her mind was a mess and she couldn’t think straight. Last but not the least, she lay down on him thinking that he was dead - she was in denial, of course, but she knew it deep down.
Now that she had gotten some sleep and was functioning pretty well, she felt abashed as she thought about her emotional breakdown; Ecstatic that Leon was alive, and embarrassed that he probably caught her sleeping on him. She groaned internally. She wanted to stand up and make a run for the door, but with her legs asleep, she was sure to stumble and fall. To top it all off, her hair was a mess, and her eyes were red from crying. Aeria stayed there silently as she mentally argued with herself. After a few more minutes of internal conflict, she slowly sat up. At a snail’s pace, she gently grabbed his arm and placed it on top of him before getting up and rushing towards the door.
The blood circulation was cut off of her legs, causing her to lose her balance a little. She shook her right leg slightly to get rid of the uncomfortable tingling, and she headed towards the door hurriedly. She saw Tollank who’s eyes also showed visible signs of crying, and she felt relieved knowing that she wasn’t the only one who got emotional today. No one has ever seen her cry before besides her brother, and probably her father, and she felt appalled about crying in front of anyone else. Fortunately, only Tollank witnessed that. “Hi..” She greeted him with a shy smile, avoiding eye contact. “Anyway, talk to you later. I need to go… I look like crap.” She blurted out in one breath. With that said, she walked past him and headed out the door. As soon as she got outside, she leaned against it and took a deep breath.
Aeria opened the door again, only enough for her head to peek inside,“Oh by the way, Tollank. I think you should put Leon to bed.” She told him before closing the door shut, not giving him enough time to respond. She headed for her room, and she found herself complaining once more about how far it was. It was only when she was close to her room that she noticed that all of her wounds had closed and healed completely. She thought about how Leon almost lost his life to do that, and it caused her to feel a mixture of emotions; She felt grateful, indebted, a bit down, and some other things she couldn’t explain. Her own weakness almost cost Leon’s life, and she wouldn’t have known what to do if he really died. Every moment of her life was sure to be hell. Aeria made a mental note not to ever let that happen again. She would gladly lay down her own life for a friend. Aeria sighed as she reached her room, “I need a shower.”
Aeria became stiff as a statue. She could feel him breathing, feel his heartbeat, and if she focused hard enough, she could even hear his pulse ticking as the sound waves moved through the air; Everything that she so desperately hoped for earlier, but didn’t see any signs of. Aeria didn’t move a single muscle. Not because she didn’t want to disturb Leon’s sleep - kind of, but because she was too embarrassed to. She was sure that her face was flushed red at the moment; Both of gladness and embarrassment. What was she thinking? Sleeping on his chest felt like a pretty good idea at that time--not that she had done it on purpose. At that moment, it felt completely normal and reasonable. First of all, she was as vulnerable as glass because of her near death experience. Second, her mind was a mess and she couldn’t think straight. Last but not the least, she lay down on him thinking that he was dead - she was in denial, of course, but she knew it deep down.
Now that she had gotten some sleep and was functioning pretty well, she felt abashed as she thought about her emotional breakdown; Ecstatic that Leon was alive, and embarrassed that he probably caught her sleeping on him. She groaned internally. She wanted to stand up and make a run for the door, but with her legs asleep, she was sure to stumble and fall. To top it all off, her hair was a mess, and her eyes were red from crying. Aeria stayed there silently as she mentally argued with herself. After a few more minutes of internal conflict, she slowly sat up. At a snail’s pace, she gently grabbed his arm and placed it on top of him before getting up and rushing towards the door.
The blood circulation was cut off of her legs, causing her to lose her balance a little. She shook her right leg slightly to get rid of the uncomfortable tingling, and she headed towards the door hurriedly. She saw Tollank who’s eyes also showed visible signs of crying, and she felt relieved knowing that she wasn’t the only one who got emotional today. No one has ever seen her cry before besides her brother, and probably her father, and she felt appalled about crying in front of anyone else. Fortunately, only Tollank witnessed that. “Hi..” She greeted him with a shy smile, avoiding eye contact. “Anyway, talk to you later. I need to go… I look like crap.” She blurted out in one breath. With that said, she walked past him and headed out the door. As soon as she got outside, she leaned against it and took a deep breath.
Aeria opened the door again, only enough for her head to peek inside,“Oh by the way, Tollank. I think you should put Leon to bed.” She told him before closing the door shut, not giving him enough time to respond. She headed for her room, and she found herself complaining once more about how far it was. It was only when she was close to her room that she noticed that all of her wounds had closed and healed completely. She thought about how Leon almost lost his life to do that, and it caused her to feel a mixture of emotions; She felt grateful, indebted, a bit down, and some other things she couldn’t explain. Her own weakness almost cost Leon’s life, and she wouldn’t have known what to do if he really died. Every moment of her life was sure to be hell. Aeria made a mental note not to ever let that happen again. She would gladly lay down her own life for a friend. Aeria sighed as she reached her room, “I need a shower.”
Raven was so busy staring at the floor blankly, that the sudden flash of lightning caused her to flinch in surprise. She cleared her throat and immediately looked around to see if anyone had seen that. Her face heated up in embarrassment, and she decided to brush it off by bringing her attention to the guy who introduced himself as the headmaster. She didn't catch his name, not that she would remember it if she did. That entrance was quite.. flashy. heh.. She held back a smile after she mentally made that pun, and made a mental note not to ever voice out something as lame as that. Then it clicked. One of them was telepathic.
Raven froze in place, and her eyes widened a little bit. woops.. She immediately sent her thoughts flying, and tried to focus on whatever the headmaster was saying. She felt uncomfortable about the fact that her mind was open to someone else besides her. Hopefully, the telepath-girl was the type of person who respected people's privacy. Raven must have tried too hard to keep her mind blank, because she realized that she had been spacing out for awhile now, and completely missed the rest of the conversation. By the time that she focused back on the headmaster, a woman was already standing beside him. "let's go ahead and get inside" She sighed in relief upon hearing that, "-where we'll go over housing assignments, rules, and all the other miscellaneous things you need to know.” She groaned internally.
Raven just wanted to get in and settle down in a room with a comfy bed -and maybe get to eat some delicious food for dinner. She was in no mood to go over housing assignments, rules, wait, did somebody say rules? She hated rules, and she was never good at following them. Mr. Flash and Ms. Blonde started to lead them inside the school building. She didn't pay attention to what the two were saying as she observed the place quietly. As they arrived at the cafeteria, she raised an eyebrow at the familiarity. It looked too much like her kitchen at home, with it's tan-colored walls and checkered flooring. After that, they went to the gymnasium, followed by the auditorium. By the time that they left, she was already too tired to walk. It didn't help that the luggage she was carrying was heavy. She ended up placing too many things in there when she was trying to keep John waiting.
Fortunately for her, they were brought to a room with chairs. She didn't notice anything else inside the room, because she was too caught up at the sight of chairs. She was finally going to get some rest. Raven walked over to the chair at the edge, but when the blonde woman took the seat at the end, she moved a few chairs away from her. She placed her luggage down before taking a seat, and she leaned back against the chair with a deep sigh. “Does anyone have any questions about what you did or didn't see?” After getting a few seconds of relief, she sat up straight and brought her chair closer to the table. She didn't answer the question, not that she had questions anyway, and she didn't want to make eye-contact with anyone either so she did the only thing that she felt comfortable doing.. stare at the cat.
Raven froze in place, and her eyes widened a little bit. woops.. She immediately sent her thoughts flying, and tried to focus on whatever the headmaster was saying. She felt uncomfortable about the fact that her mind was open to someone else besides her. Hopefully, the telepath-girl was the type of person who respected people's privacy. Raven must have tried too hard to keep her mind blank, because she realized that she had been spacing out for awhile now, and completely missed the rest of the conversation. By the time that she focused back on the headmaster, a woman was already standing beside him. "let's go ahead and get inside" She sighed in relief upon hearing that, "-where we'll go over housing assignments, rules, and all the other miscellaneous things you need to know.” She groaned internally.
Raven just wanted to get in and settle down in a room with a comfy bed -and maybe get to eat some delicious food for dinner. She was in no mood to go over housing assignments, rules, wait, did somebody say rules? She hated rules, and she was never good at following them. Mr. Flash and Ms. Blonde started to lead them inside the school building. She didn't pay attention to what the two were saying as she observed the place quietly. As they arrived at the cafeteria, she raised an eyebrow at the familiarity. It looked too much like her kitchen at home, with it's tan-colored walls and checkered flooring. After that, they went to the gymnasium, followed by the auditorium. By the time that they left, she was already too tired to walk. It didn't help that the luggage she was carrying was heavy. She ended up placing too many things in there when she was trying to keep John waiting.
Fortunately for her, they were brought to a room with chairs. She didn't notice anything else inside the room, because she was too caught up at the sight of chairs. She was finally going to get some rest. Raven walked over to the chair at the edge, but when the blonde woman took the seat at the end, she moved a few chairs away from her. She placed her luggage down before taking a seat, and she leaned back against the chair with a deep sigh. “Does anyone have any questions about what you did or didn't see?” After getting a few seconds of relief, she sat up straight and brought her chair closer to the table. She didn't answer the question, not that she had questions anyway, and she didn't want to make eye-contact with anyone either so she did the only thing that she felt comfortable doing.. stare at the cat.
Haha they can talk after his conversation with Suzu :D And yeah, pretty much. I agree.. Hahaha
Just as Victoria was about to head back inside her trailer, the voice of James rung out, calling after them. She turned around to face him, and was met with a sense of déjà vu when she saw him standing there with a paper plate in hand. As usual, there was funnel cake on it. Not that she knew what it was, but she's seen it a couple times, and has heard of it a million times -from James, of course. "Have you guys been on the grounds yet? They may have the best funnel cake I have ever had,"
"But you alwa-" She started, "-and before you say anything I know I say that every stop, but this is the real deal!" He exclaimed as he held out the paper plate towards them. "You two want some?" Victoria sighed and narrowed her eyes at him, eventually giving in. "Now that I think about it, I've never tasted that yet." She said as she walked down the stairs. She took the fork from him and proceeded to take a piece of the cake.
Just as she was about to put it inside her mouth, she paused, "Wait, I don't share. You can pull out a new fork for me, right? You know.. Magic." She said the last part with a silly smile on her face, and there was a glint of amusement in her eyes. Although she was used to them having supernatural abilities, calling it magic just seemed slightly ridiculous to her. She was never going to get used to that.
Victoria brought her attention to Vincent as he smoked on a newly lit stick, "Cigar as always. You know.. 6 years from now, you're going to quit smoking." She joked -or lied, either way, she just wanted to see how he would react to it. Before he could answer though, she looked back at James, "The show tonight is going to be packed with people. Don't ask how I know, cause you already do." She gave him a half smile as she leaned against the trailer. She received precognitive flashes of the future while she was heading towards her trailer. It showed her that there were going to be a lot of people tonight, at least compared to the amount of people they had in their last few stops. Although she knew that much, there was a part of her vision that she couldn't quite decipher.
"But you alwa-" She started, "-and before you say anything I know I say that every stop, but this is the real deal!" He exclaimed as he held out the paper plate towards them. "You two want some?" Victoria sighed and narrowed her eyes at him, eventually giving in. "Now that I think about it, I've never tasted that yet." She said as she walked down the stairs. She took the fork from him and proceeded to take a piece of the cake.
Just as she was about to put it inside her mouth, she paused, "Wait, I don't share. You can pull out a new fork for me, right? You know.. Magic." She said the last part with a silly smile on her face, and there was a glint of amusement in her eyes. Although she was used to them having supernatural abilities, calling it magic just seemed slightly ridiculous to her. She was never going to get used to that.
Victoria brought her attention to Vincent as he smoked on a newly lit stick, "Cigar as always. You know.. 6 years from now, you're going to quit smoking." She joked -or lied, either way, she just wanted to see how he would react to it. Before he could answer though, she looked back at James, "The show tonight is going to be packed with people. Don't ask how I know, cause you already do." She gave him a half smile as she leaned against the trailer. She received precognitive flashes of the future while she was heading towards her trailer. It showed her that there were going to be a lot of people tonight, at least compared to the amount of people they had in their last few stops. Although she knew that much, there was a part of her vision that she couldn't quite decipher.
When are you planning to make the OOC?
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