I remember trying to walk a cat once.
Fun times...
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STATUS: And maybe most people don't like getting a single line back in response to a few paragraphs? Like whatever floats your boat, but there's a reason Free exists. 2 yrs ago
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And maybe most people don't like getting a single line back in response to a few paragraphs? Like whatever floats your boat, but there's a reason Free exists.
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3 yrs ago
Hey now, he's becoming self-aware. Don't take that from him.
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3 yrs ago
If the man's is asking for a ban, might as well give it to him. Good riddance.
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3 yrs ago
Then you'd just be crying about why it's permanent instead.
3 yrs ago
Oh no, oh no. Someone warn his "roommate" Smarty's about to lose it.
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Yes, I'm male, and yes, I get that a lot.
Name: Yuji Donn
Age: 22
Appearance: An odd, but memorable “man”, Yuji’s gender is usually not obvious to people who meet him for the first time. With his slim frame, short height (5’4), fair skin, and androgynous face most people’s first impressions are that he is actually a she. His yellow-blonde hair goes down to his lower back and is usually tied in a ponytail does little to help with that first impression. If there’s something that contrasts what would otherwise be a delicate appearance, it would be the pair of golden eyes, stern and serious in their gaze. The crystal on his chest is of an amber coloration, grainy and rectangular in shape. His clothes, for one reason or another, remained unchanged; a black turtleneck and pants, plus boots.
Personality: His appearance makes it so people, more often than not, don’t take him seriously, but that’s never bothered Yuji too much. Described as pragmatic and a doer, he puts significantly more weight on actions and deeds versus thoughts and words. While he does take other people into consideration, he’s not one to get caught up in back and forth discussions, preferring to simply move forward on his own accord if it seems that no decision will be reached. Others say he’s inconsiderate and self-centered as a result, but he only does so when the alternative is pointless bickering.
While not callous it wouldn't be wrong to call Yuji cold, in part due to his appearance. Treating others with indifference for the most part, he doesn't avoid interaction as much as he drives it away from himself. Most people don't tend to stick around for conversation when the other isn't exactly pleasant or welcoming after all.
Crystal Energy and Magic: Will mainly be using it with his weapon (spear) as a foci for the moment. Channeling it to increase the deadliness of his weapon, rotating the energy around to shred opponents, firing bolts/beams from the spear tip. Stuff that relies on having his spear in hand.
Weapon(s): A crystaline spear, lightweight with a incredibly sharp tip and surprisingly durable for the apparent material used in its making. Even swinging it with all his might against hard stone does little but hurt Yuji’s arms.
Scarifar said
Maybe I should do something about that just to keep you from saying that...
That rack tho...
The students began to disperse a few hundred meters down the path, and he was at a loss of what to do for a few moments. Remembering that he had bought a Scroll for his enrollment to Beacon, Perry quickly moved off the path and got to trying to work the gizmo. It took him a bit longer than a city dweller would have, but he managed to bring up the email function without any issues. Briefing through the schedule for the first day revealed that the Headmaster’s address was in just under two hours. Pulling up the map that had been attached to the message, he gave it a quick look over and memorized various points of interest. Finished with it for the moment the Scroll was folded and put away before Perry began to make his way over to the cafeteria. 'They should be serving dinner right about now, right?'
He managed to ignore the avian rampage that happened off in the distance, though wondered if such oddness was supposed to be commonplace here. It was interesting to watch from afar, the many that got involved, but a quiet grumble reminded Perry that he had other things to see to for now. Turning away from the spectacle, he followed the flow of students that held similar ideas to his own. Good, it seemed that meal times here were similar to those back home. It would have just been one more thing to adjust to had they not been.
Walking at a brisk pace, he passed by many of the students without paying them too much mind. He only slowed his pace when something caught his attention. Turning to regard the female, he saw her holding a weapon, apparently showing it off to her friend. He approached them with a small wave, though he couldn't tell if it would be noticed. "Just overheard, but it's an interesting name for a weapon, Swansong. By the way, are you two heading to the cafeteria for dinner?"
He managed to ignore the avian rampage that happened off in the distance, though wondered if such oddness was supposed to be commonplace here. It was interesting to watch from afar, the many that got involved, but a quiet grumble reminded Perry that he had other things to see to for now. Turning away from the spectacle, he followed the flow of students that held similar ideas to his own. Good, it seemed that meal times here were similar to those back home. It would have just been one more thing to adjust to had they not been.
Walking at a brisk pace, he passed by many of the students without paying them too much mind. He only slowed his pace when something caught his attention. Turning to regard the female, he saw her holding a weapon, apparently showing it off to her friend. He approached them with a small wave, though he couldn't tell if it would be noticed. "Just overheard, but it's an interesting name for a weapon, Swansong. By the way, are you two heading to the cafeteria for dinner?"
He had noticed the cold night air on his hand the moment she had managed to swipe the glove. She had deft hands, he'd give her that much. 'Probably feline strain.' Swiping the thrown glove out of the air, Jean placed it in a pocket before removing the other and doing the same. Dropping the matter of her essentially pick pocketing him in favor of answering her question, he took up a spot on the wall opposite to her. He began with a shrug before saying, "Some jobs are better done at night. Mine is one of them."
Jean guessed she was trying to get a rise or reaction from him, though for what reason he didn't know. She seemed tricky enough that she could have been one of the boss'... and actually that wasn't too far out there. If she was though, it'd be best for him to stumpy act as if he suspected nothing. All that raced through his mind, and he was speaking again before the silence turned strange. "Cute, kid, cute," he muttered in a dry tone as he raised an eyebrow at her stuck-out tongue.
"In your own words, I could ask the same. A young girl out and alone after dark is much more unusual than someone like myself." Noticing that the chill seemed to be getting to her though, Jean moved away from the wall and started to walk out of the alley. "But I was planning to grab something to eat, if you really must know." It wasn't the most inviting gesture, but he paused at the alley's entrance.
Jean guessed she was trying to get a rise or reaction from him, though for what reason he didn't know. She seemed tricky enough that she could have been one of the boss'... and actually that wasn't too far out there. If she was though, it'd be best for him to stumpy act as if he suspected nothing. All that raced through his mind, and he was speaking again before the silence turned strange. "Cute, kid, cute," he muttered in a dry tone as he raised an eyebrow at her stuck-out tongue.
"In your own words, I could ask the same. A young girl out and alone after dark is much more unusual than someone like myself." Noticing that the chill seemed to be getting to her though, Jean moved away from the wall and started to walk out of the alley. "But I was planning to grab something to eat, if you really must know." It wasn't the most inviting gesture, but he paused at the alley's entrance.
An eyebrow raised in reaction to the expressive fox, but Raule shrugged and nodded in acknowledgement to the thanks that had been given. At least that’s what he assumed Talia’s pet had been trying to show since he wasn’t exactly an animal expert. Afterwards he paid attention to what Talia was saying, resisting the urge to just rub the back of his head and wave it all off. It wouldn’t have been polite to do so, especially since it seemed like it mattered to her. When she finished, red eyes staring into his own, Raule couldn’t help but chuckle a bit, even if she had meant the last part in all seriousness. “You’re a bit too young to be saying something like that to me,” he replied with a smirk before turning around. Giving a wave, he walked off with a few final parting words, “Don’t think too much about it.”
Considering how he was now free, Raule figured it would be best for him to claim a room for now. Getting a partner wasn't really a concern of his at the moment. It wasn't as if he knew anyone that didn't already have someone in mind, since by the senior years most people already formed long lasting partnerships. He hadn't bothered with one for the last few years of his stay at the Academy and no one had stood out among the crowd, so why bother. If someone wanted a partner later on, after a few practicals, he'd be willing to oblige. At the very least it would show they could keep themselves alive.
Making his way through the crowd of chattering students wasn't too hard thankfully, and it only thinned out as he approached the dorms for upper years like himself. Students were still around, but here they had mostly broke off into smaller established groups of friends rather than the massive gagglefuck outside the main hall. Two students caught his attention for a moment as it looked like the two were about to go at it, but Raule disregarded it without too much care. They were probably third or fourth years, they were probably smart enough to stop before they went too far.
The fifth year dorms were the most impressive with even their single rooms being comparable to the first year's partnered rooms. Raule had no real preference for hours rooms location, preferring to simply take the first free room he happened across. Conveniently it just so happened to be the first room in the entire building, a few meters down the hallway from the main foyer that acted as a gathering place for the students of the dorm. He simply dropped his bag without much of a care, ignoring the heavy thud that threatened to crack the floorboards. Contrary to its small size, the bag did in fact manage to hold all his possessions, weapons included. The room was furnished with a few basic pieces, but little else. A bed, dresser, table, and chair were about all that the Academy had provided.
He left his possessions packed seeing as he would have the rest of the day to himself. There was always the odd chance the Headmaster would call the fifth years for some absurd reason, but he figured the "insane" gemstone would give them time to arm themselves if necessary. Instead, he figured, like a good portion of the student body, he'd go and grab something from the cafeteria to eat. Leaving the fifth year dorms behind he took his time strolling through the snow covered grounds.
Considering how he was now free, Raule figured it would be best for him to claim a room for now. Getting a partner wasn't really a concern of his at the moment. It wasn't as if he knew anyone that didn't already have someone in mind, since by the senior years most people already formed long lasting partnerships. He hadn't bothered with one for the last few years of his stay at the Academy and no one had stood out among the crowd, so why bother. If someone wanted a partner later on, after a few practicals, he'd be willing to oblige. At the very least it would show they could keep themselves alive.
Making his way through the crowd of chattering students wasn't too hard thankfully, and it only thinned out as he approached the dorms for upper years like himself. Students were still around, but here they had mostly broke off into smaller established groups of friends rather than the massive gagglefuck outside the main hall. Two students caught his attention for a moment as it looked like the two were about to go at it, but Raule disregarded it without too much care. They were probably third or fourth years, they were probably smart enough to stop before they went too far.
The fifth year dorms were the most impressive with even their single rooms being comparable to the first year's partnered rooms. Raule had no real preference for hours rooms location, preferring to simply take the first free room he happened across. Conveniently it just so happened to be the first room in the entire building, a few meters down the hallway from the main foyer that acted as a gathering place for the students of the dorm. He simply dropped his bag without much of a care, ignoring the heavy thud that threatened to crack the floorboards. Contrary to its small size, the bag did in fact manage to hold all his possessions, weapons included. The room was furnished with a few basic pieces, but little else. A bed, dresser, table, and chair were about all that the Academy had provided.
He left his possessions packed seeing as he would have the rest of the day to himself. There was always the odd chance the Headmaster would call the fifth years for some absurd reason, but he figured the "insane" gemstone would give them time to arm themselves if necessary. Instead, he figured, like a good portion of the student body, he'd go and grab something from the cafeteria to eat. Leaving the fifth year dorms behind he took his time strolling through the snow covered grounds.
Dark Angel said
Yeah, sorry, it's pretty late here and I haven't slept. She got them one way or another, and wound up seeing his claws. is that ok?
Yeah that's fine. Just thought Catherine might react to the blood.
Just saying Angel but he wasn't wearing his gloves anymore. She could have pick picketed him, but there are some rather fresh blood stains on them so yeah...
Damn. Not even an hour in and there's already a serious case of vandalism. Impressive.
As expected, it took a fair bit of time for Adam to make his way to the counters. Once there though, with tray in hand, he swept through the laid out food, taking a sizable portion of… well, everything. A fussy eater he was not, and there was a reason why his meal card was a great deal more expensive than the average student’s. With a loaded tray that could have probably fed half a dozen first years, since he swore they were getting smaller with every year, Adam took up the nearest seat available. He scoffed a bit when those already there edged away from him ever so slightly, but didn’t do anything else. Instead, he simply got to work on devouring the piles of food he had in front of him. He didn’t lack in manners or etiquette when it came to eating, but the dishes simply vanished in moments as if he inhaled them, leaving not even a scrap or morsel behind. It shouldn’t have been possible to look proper at the speed he ate, but somehow Veili managed to.
With the food packed away in record speed as was usual for Veili, he covered up a small burp before he glanced around the cafeteria. Ah… it was always somewhat entertaining to see first years with their jaws dropped at that little display of his monstrous appetite. Leaving his seat, he placed the tray in its proper place before he glanced out a nearby window. There was still a bit of time before the opening ceremony started if he actually wanted to attend, but it didn’t really appeal to him. He respected Render, but the same speech with slight variations grew old after the second year. There was always the option of heading back to his room and lazing about there, but he dismissed it quickly. He was already out and about, no point in heading back and just cooping himself up since he did that so often already. In the end, as he stepped out of the dining hall, Veili decided to laze about near the ceremony. Close enough that he would be able to blend in with the students at a moment’s notice if necessary, but far enough that he could laze about on a tree while the others were forced to sit and listen.
He recognized the student speaker that had been chosen to speak, Adam, but didn’t pay too much attention to the actual contents. Paying more attention to how comfortable the soft breeze and gentle sunlight that poked through the foliage were, the red-head smiled contentedly. Already drifting off, the familiar voice and words of Render were enough for Veili to completely nod off. Sleep claimed him at last and darkness was accompanied by the audience’s applause. His last thoughts before all things faded were that hopefully no one would be dumb enough to disturb his sleep.
With the food packed away in record speed as was usual for Veili, he covered up a small burp before he glanced around the cafeteria. Ah… it was always somewhat entertaining to see first years with their jaws dropped at that little display of his monstrous appetite. Leaving his seat, he placed the tray in its proper place before he glanced out a nearby window. There was still a bit of time before the opening ceremony started if he actually wanted to attend, but it didn’t really appeal to him. He respected Render, but the same speech with slight variations grew old after the second year. There was always the option of heading back to his room and lazing about there, but he dismissed it quickly. He was already out and about, no point in heading back and just cooping himself up since he did that so often already. In the end, as he stepped out of the dining hall, Veili decided to laze about near the ceremony. Close enough that he would be able to blend in with the students at a moment’s notice if necessary, but far enough that he could laze about on a tree while the others were forced to sit and listen.
He recognized the student speaker that had been chosen to speak, Adam, but didn’t pay too much attention to the actual contents. Paying more attention to how comfortable the soft breeze and gentle sunlight that poked through the foliage were, the red-head smiled contentedly. Already drifting off, the familiar voice and words of Render were enough for Veili to completely nod off. Sleep claimed him at last and darkness was accompanied by the audience’s applause. His last thoughts before all things faded were that hopefully no one would be dumb enough to disturb his sleep.
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