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Hello! Nice to see you, eh?

I'm Yami, a college student and sometimes decent artist heavily influenced by anime/manga styles. Um...I'm not that interesting, really. I do some cosplay stuff and can get really into anything that interests me enough, but that's about it.

I might be in a bit of a slump right now, actually. I'm looking for something really fascinating to pique my interest once again, help me get back into the swing of things. I'm into crazy fantasy situations, especially.

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Soreth looked toward the art room door with an eyebrow raised. "They're weren't. I specifically asked them not to unless it was urgent." Standing up from the stool he perched on, he started walking out of the room. "Stay here and keep the door closed. I'll be right back."

As he neared the door to the bedchamber, he suddenly remembered he last few times he had neglected to lock the art room door and waved a hand in its direction to make sure it shut properly this time. The portraits would be really awful to have discovered again, but if the muse were found as well...there was no way for that to end on a pleasant note. The knocking on the door grew louder until he turned back and unlocked it with another wave of his hand. "Enter!"

As soon as he gave the command, the door opened quickly and two tall demons in uniforms knelt before him. "Your Majesty, the captain has requested your presence immediately. It would appear that the Red Dawn Brigade did leave a message for you, and it's left quite a mess."

The demon king did his best to keep the look of concern on his face minimal as he nodded. "Understood. Wait for me in the hall. I will be going with you to see for myself."

As soon as they had left, he unlocked the door to the art room and went to get his cloak and adjust his appearance. "It's not good. Wrenna, I might not be back for a while." Finally satisfied with the correct ornaments in place, he started back toward the door. "Stay out of the hall for now."
In God School 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
"You will be paired up. But first I would to see who you think you can beat. Pick someone who you think has less skill then you."


Letting out a small puff of air, the currently red-headed boy raised a hand. "Professore, you don't intend to just pit the front row against the back rows, do you? Because that sounds like the most likely outcome unless all the students with training decide to be brave and gamble on the others within similar rows. Even then, is it really a good idea to fight someone you don't know based on first appearance?"

Honestly, he didn't really feel like going up against anyone here. He didn't think he'd lose, not if he made up his mind not to, but even he know not to choose his fights poorly. Even if he had seen the powers the others possessed, that didn't mean that he fully understood how well they could control a conflict. Even with his most determined intentions, he didn't doubt for a second that anyone here could pull off a sneaky technique that would leave him flat on the ground with bruises for the next week. He also couldn't shake the feeling that maybe there was a second lesson concealed within those instructions...

"Unless you meant to pair up within the rows? Just out of curiosity, of course."
Spinel yawned as he lazily rolled over in his "bed". This time, it consisted of several pillows strewn on the floor and half-covered by blankets of various colors, despite the fact that the structure of an actual bed sat right near the wall closest to where he was lounging. There was even a mattress and sheets already there, he just wasn't using it. After rolling around a bit more in the comfortable mess, the male eventually gave a sigh and rose up to get ready for the day. He just couldn't sleep anymore for some reason. "Must have had too much yesterday...I ought to start a schedule again..."

After getting cleaned up and putting some fairly nice clothes on, he covered his torso with a hoodie matching the red of his hair and took a quick look in the mirror. Flashing a quick smile, he tapped the green gem dangling from his right ear to watch it sway before turning away and leaving the room. Judging by the light, he might actually get a muffin at a time appropriate for breakfast food today.
"It's kind of funny how life ends up putting people into situations they wouldn't normally think of, I suppose. I think I understood most of it, though." The demon nodded at the end of the explanation, thinking how he hadn't really expected something like this to come up before that morning, either. "Still, that sounds really difficult. I doubt I'd want much more than to stay in one place for a long time after traveling that much, especially that young. I can't even imagine doing something like that." The thought made him frown a bit as well, and for the first time, he started to wonder if maybe she resented being the humans' hero sometimes. He probably would have. "My younger life's been mostly the opposite, I guess. It wasn't advised to have me moving too much, so I didn't really travel much more than necessary. Mostly to the same few areas when I was able to, as well."

Wanting to shift the mood a bit, he looked back to her with a small, joking smile. "Hey, maybe when we get this mess sorted out, we can try sneaking back to there! It'd be great to see more humans up close, I bet."
Did Wy actually fall down the stairs? The wording is confusing me for some reason.
Soreth listened quietly, nodding in acknowledgement. "I see... He really was pretty important, then. It's not just scholars who give good lessons, after all. Or at least, that's what my caretaker told me once." He scratched the back of his head and grinned a bit. "It's probably not the same, seeing him through magic rather than being there, but Who knows? Maybe you'll go back there someday. Then you can tell him about all the things that you've done, too. I bet he'd be proud."

"That's a long time to be away from home, though. Have you really been traveling that whole time?" The young demon was surprised at the thought. It seemed like it would be very difficult to manage being on the road for so long. Becoming a hero was supposed to be tough, of course, but still. He hadn't expected it to have started so early, either. "You also said that you left when you were ten, so is that when your training began as well?"
"Poisoned sandwiches?" The young man made a face of disbelief. "Who does that? That's just completely unforgivable! Soup is one thing, wine is another, but sandwiches... Besides, that would end up being quite a bit of poison just to ensure that it was actually ingested. I don't even know if you like sandwiches, now that I think of it..." He trailed off in the midst of his ramblings as he thought a bit further on the choice of food. Even if it had been the safest option he could think of at the time, there never had been any guarantee that they would be eaten...always a flaw somewhere, even if it was tough to see...

His attention was quickly captured once again when the blade drew way too close to his throat for comfort. Note to self: If you're ever that stupid again, remove all usable weapons. Nearly falling off his end of the bench, he grasped the edge with one hand in an attempt to steady himself. "H-hold up! I n-never said that! I just said that I didn't know how you ended up u-unconscious! A-and anyway-- What is that?!" If he wasn't already quite pale, he was certain that the color of his face would have changed quite dramatically. "I-I, that is, that would be... Now wait just a minute!"

Finally losing his grip on the bench, Tristyn let out a yelp as he crashed to the ground, cloak somewhat hindering his attempts to get up after. When he did finally manage it, however, he made sure to give himself at least a few strides distance before he held out his hand and yanked it back through the air to draw the book in his direction. "Give me that! That's so rude! If you're going to take the indecency to read through the personal thoughts of another person, you could at least check the inside cover for a name yourself! I have never planned any 'kidnapping' despite what you seem to think and your being here is a complete accident that I'm still trying to figure out! How much did you even read?" Barely remembering his original goal anymore, he could only feel his face flare in embarrassment as he ranted. "Good gods, I shouldn't have to enchant everything I own! Not even the ghosts do this. I...I...

...I'll just go now. Lovely to make your acquaintance."
Shoulders slumping as he realized how much of a mess he had made of the plan, he thought to walk back inside and perhaps stay out of sight for a while. There didn't seem to be any likely way of salvaging the situation anymore, but there was probably a good corner in one of the rooms he could hide his shame in. Yeah, that would do for now.
"Huh? Where? That one? That's him?" The young demon nearly fell off the stool while trying to lean in even further. Catching himself before he could end up on the floor, though, he peered into the mirror and observed the elder human in front of his younger audience. "So he does the palm readings there...do they ever come true?" Despite what the hero had told him about it being fake earlier, he still couldn't help thinking about it a bit. Maybe there could still be some truth to it, who knew? "What else did he teach you, anyway? He looks pretty wise...I bet he was a good mentor." The man did remind him of some of the tutors he had in the past, though perhaps not quite as strict-looking. Perhaps it was because of the more laid-back setting or even something as simple as the look on his face. Maybe his tutors weren't as good a comparison as some of the kindly citizens of the sea town near where he used to stay.
@BranchOfSin
I know that feeling. There's always at least one class that really gets me, it seems.
Welcome back, though! It's good to see you again.
@KatherinWinter

The blue-eyed teen chuckled a bit while watching their cabinmate. She seemed so excited about everything. "Hey, don't forget that we came out here to get breakfast eventually," Devon teased, giving a lighthearted grin so the Ivy would be able to tell that it was a joke.

Upon reaching the dining hall, the young dragon inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of food even before entering. "Oh wow! You might have been right about those pancakes after all. We'd better get some before everyone else gets here and takes them all."
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