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Cross Blade Academy, the school where young aspiring warriors come to hone their skills in hopes of getting prestigious careers in the combat arts. It was the start of a new school year and many students were flooding into the school gates, passing under the archway. Farther down the path lied one of the many school buildings, atop this building was a girl. She stood at the edge, overlooking the new arrivals. Her scarf blew in the wind and she grinned in anticipation.

"Can you feel it, Beth?" The girl asked her comrade, whom she had dragged with her to the top of the building, "This is the year. I know it is."

She then took in a deep breathe and exhaled, "Can't you smell that youthful determination? We're finally going to get a challenge from this bunch."

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Meanwhile, at the entrance of the school, Alison of the famous Cartel family busied herself on instructing the multitude of servants her family had loaned in taking her suit cases to the dorms.

"Please do be careful," She said as two such servants almost dropped one of the cases, "There are very valuable weaponry in there. I do not want anything to happen to them."

With that settled, she turned to look upon the place she would call home from now on. Her mouth turned down in a disappointed frown, "I was expecting something a bit more grand."

edited 22nd Aug '13 8:24:20 PM by HeadphoneActor

"We are Pretty Cure!"

"COME ALONG NOW, JACOB!" Roared an armored student joyously, thrusting the axe he held in one hand high into the air. His armor was of a make common to the savage North, as was the bag he held all his gear in in his other hand: stout and simple, and incredibly warm. He sheathed his axe, for better gesturing, and swept a hand dramatically in front of himself, indicating the grand academy before him. "Cross Blade Academy! Here we make our future! Here we can be whoever we want! Fight whoever we want!"

He turned and tore his helmet off, letting his face actually breathe a little. Under it he was deceptively un-Northern, boasting the effeminate features of an Easterner. He pointed at his partner, one Jake Wilder. "Jacob Wilder! You need any help with your bags?" He spun on his heel and turned, finger still extended, and found his mark on the woman with servants. "Ma'am! Do your servants require aid? I'm certain my friend Jake Wilder and I will be more than happy to assist you!"

In stark contrast to Allison's view on the school, this young man's expectations had been filled to the brink and were in deep danger of flowing over the edge.

With his swords strapped in behind a large and comically overstuffed backpack, Daniel Holloway could not be more elated over finally being at the school he prepared so long for.

...though, that's up in the air since he hasn't actually stepped past the gates into the school. It didn't take more than a few annoyed murmurs and some shoulder bumping to remind him to hurry on into the school. Readjusting his backpack, he wondered where exactly the dorms were as he began to explore around the campus.

mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean

Maybelle admires her new scenery

The long, red ponytail from the side of the girl's head drifted in the wind as she gazed at what would serve as her new home. Her grip tightened on her luggage as she regarded the school, the suitcase shaking slightly. On her back, the Resonance Blade glinted, the massive sword safely in place to prevent it from falling anywhere. So... this would be her new home while she trained, would it...?

"Awesome!"

Maybelle thrust her hands into the air, her suitcase jostling about as she let out her cry of exaltation. This was amazing! It was so incredibly awesome couldn't contain herself! Cross Blade Academy... she was really here! She'd really be learning just how to fight off the monsters of this world, she'd get to know all there is to know about taking them down! Oh, sure, she already knew how to wield the Resonance Blade, but this... this was going to teach her how to be the absolute best, and it was awesome! She couldn't contain herself.

"Cross Blade, Cross Blade, I'm at Cross Blade~" sung Maybelle, swinging her hips from side to side and waving her hands with a smile, taking in very little of her surroundings as she celebrated really being here.

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Hoshi is much more subdued

Hoshi looked ahead, directly at the school. So, this was Cross Blade. It was as she expected, a large, stately building that seemed quite fit for schooling. She did not doubt that her parents would select a place that would allow her to train well. Her luggage set beside her, a green case on wheels. Within, there was no weapon. After all, she focused entirely on magical ability as opposed to anything else. She stood still and quiet, contemplating the school. Certainly, she appreciated this opportunity, but... no, no. Even if she missed her home, she would not allow that to disrupt her training. She took a quiet step forward, towards the school, and paused.

Not far from her, there was an older redheaded girl dancing. Hoshi gave the girl a blank stare for a few moments, before facing forward once more. This, certainly, was the most bizarre sight she had seen since leaving her home country. It was best not to dwell on it, she supposed.

Hoshi began to move forward, making her way for the school.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

Quite on the opposite side of the noble class spectrum was Riza a pair of trunks with the Philbright familial seal on them and nothing but an over-sized dolly to carry them, and to add to the pain and weight, her family relics resting on either of her side, Arwain in particular, ruining her balance and making her lean oddly to the left... It was unbelievable, years of training with this old piece of metal and it still affected her. She continued to grumble as she pushed the dolly.

The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.

From the shadows by the edge of the school Erik watched the new arrivals.

Odd bunch, then again aren't we all? Still never hurts to observe the new arrivals. Need to find out who the powerhouses are, and the chumps of course. I'll need to be at my best to win, especially considering the student council. I wasn't ready to face them last year but they are the best way to prove oneself.

Erik decided to get a better vantage point and so climbed onto a low edge on the building to keep a watchful eye on the new arrivals.

-dramatic music ensues-

My second year here. Place still amazes me, and wil do until I've studied everything their is related to it. He thought to himself cheerily. His massive double ended halberd strapped to his back. He looked at all the newer students, they all looked a mix of nervous and excited. He looked around for every detail as he always did, revising escape routes and safe zone's he had discovered in his first year. He was very considerate that, he was never bored, all running over his thoughts, preparing for random events, planning ahead. "Under I find someone who can help that im staying solo" He mumbled under his breath.

If you are looking for a prize in the box, their is none. Only more cardboard.

Jack Johnson surveyed the first years; scanning them for any sign of weakness or desperation. Since his previous partner had transferred schools for some bizarre reason; he was currently without a partner.

He wasn't sure why anyone would dare forgo the honor of being the sidekick of the great and awesome JACK JOHNSON; nor was he sure why none of his classmates wanted to fight with him. In fact, they seemed to be actively avoiding him. He supposed that none of them felt worthy of the great honor of being his partner.

However, he had recently gained a brilliant idea: he would find some hopeless first year; and turn them into an unstoppable badass. Then they would spread the tale of how Jack Johnson took them under his wing; and everyone would know what an amazingly awesome person he was. Plus, the first year would get the privilege of hanging out with Jack Johnson. It was a win-win situation.

"JACK JOHNSON SHALL ASCEND TO THE HIGHEST RANK OF THIS SCHOOL, AND PUNCH THE WORLD INTO SUBMISSION!" he yelled, rather loudly, in the middle of the hallway.

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Noel, meanwhile, quietly walked through the halls of the school. She was currently wearing a black jacket over her school uniform in spite of the warm whether. She didn't care about the heat, however. As long as she could have a hood over her head; she was satisfied.

She get a few odd looks from the other students; but she ignored them. She was used to getting weird looks.

In a world torn between Team Edward, and Team Jacob, I only have one thing to say: Go Team Godzilla.

(Sorry for not being here for the first day of it being open. OWO Here now though)

Bethany adjusted her glasses, the wind making her ahoge bounce about , "Yes, I'm sure at least one of them should be able to put up a fight. Now... why are we up here again?" she didn't appear to share any of the excitement that the president did, instead simply standing there behind her, only somewhat glancing down at the students when one was particularly loud, before looking back at the president for an answer.

"We do have other things to do you know," she said, referring to the rather large pile of paperwork on the new students and class transferals and things of that nature, related to the start of a school year.

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Jake was ecstatic. A school just for fighting. This was his kind of place. He looked at his partner, giving him the biggest grin, "Hell yeah! This place is perfect for me! For us!" He laughed, enjoying himself. At being questioned if he needed help, he was about to say no when he was then volunteered for service, "Whoa there buddy! They seem like they got it, and I got my own, man!" He was still grinning broadly, finding his partner funny. Looking at the lady in question though he did a double take, "Hey hey, on second thought I could totally help you with your bags," he winked at the young heiress flirtingly.

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Janna seemed to be very nearly floating along, enjoying the scenery and finding the people around her quite amusing, "My my, aren't they all quite excited. It's kind of hyping me up too," She adjusted her beret, the wind seeming to constantly push it around.

edited 24th Aug '13 12:26:09 PM by ChaosStrategist

If one is chaotic enough, nobody will see it coming.

Jurgen grinned and lean backwards to mutter into Jake's ear. "My point exactly. We can fight over who gets rights to her later, but for now we need our foot in the door." He leaned forward again and join Jake in winking. "Indeed, ma'am! Those servants may be strong and stout, but they are not as strong and stout as us! We're warriors! We could lift the servant and the bag they carry!"

It took Daniel some time while he was walking around to come to a few realizations. One: he had no idea where he was going, and two: judging by the amount of girls walking in this direction, he was pretty positive he was heading for the girls' dorms.

As he started to turn back to follow the guy crowd when he spotted Riza having difficulty with her luggage. Oh man, she looks like she's having some trouble over there... welp, I'm in no rush. I should see if she needs some help with that.

He approached her and asked, "Uh, 'scuse me, do you need any help with your stuff?" This coming from the guy with a backpack that could be considered twice his size.

edited 25th Aug '13 9:25:22 AM by Rivux

mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean

Jonathan looked left and right down hallways, the school was impressive but easy to get lost in his opinion. "Haaa.. I did it again, i got lost." He grinned to himself scratching his own neck. Adjusting his bags strap for more comfortful position on his shoulder. "Where was I suppose to go in the first place? If i didn't lost that first day guide paper...oh well. This I must take on as adventure! He exclaimed pointing roof, getting few gaze from passers by, dropping his hand back to his side.

"My Laboratory everything to fulfill your needs!"

As Jack Johnson, meanwhile, decided to start his search for a potential sidekick with the nearest first year. As it turned out, that happened to be a blond girl with mismatched eyes, and a beret. He quickly stepped right in front of the girl; not caring about personal space.

"Congratulations! You have the honor of being the first on a long list of potential partners for JACK JOHNSON!" he exclaimed. "If you should accept this great honor, JACK JOHNSON shall train you in the ways of being an unstoppable badass!"

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Noel, meanwhile, observed the students around her carefully. She knew that if she wanted someone to be her partner; she would have to talk to them. However, whenever she spoke people tended to look at her as if she was nuts. She wanted to avoid interacting with people as much as possible. So she would have to make sure the first person she asked was potential partner material.

She released a small amount of her powers into the air around her; causing the temperature to drop around her. She then formed her magic into a small snowball; and examined the area around her for potential targets.

She decided the guy pointing at the ceiling seemed promising; and fired the snowball at him. She would see how he reacted to having a snowball chucked at him before asking him to be her partner. It made sense to her.

In a world torn between Team Edward, and Team Jacob, I only have one thing to say: Go Team Godzilla.

For few seconds Jonathan saw a round white object fly toward his face and than nothing when the snowball hit right in the middle of his face getting snow on his eyes. causing him to crouch down and scrape snow off from his eyes with painful groans. "Uuuuu...What was that for..?!" He exclaimed managin to wipe snow off from his eyes.

"What bad did I ever do to you?" He grumbled as he stood up straight other eye still half closed and aching.

edited 28th Aug '13 5:42:39 AM by Whitepulse

"My Laboratory everything to fulfill your needs!"

"Where's your school spirit, Beth?" Emily questioned, turning her head toward her more serious comrade, "We need to get a good look at our future competition. These young new students will one day take our place. We have to make sure they beat us because they have more guts and passion. Not because we are slacking off!"

She then jumped off the ledge onto the flat of the roof. Striding purposefully towards her partner, she grabbed her by the wrist and proceeded to drag her toward the door, "Now let's go and get some training in!"

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Alison looked over the two boys carefully, raising her eyebrow slightly. At first glance, they didn't look like much to her.But to get into this academy, they were probably more formidable than looks deceived, "I'm quite sure my men can hand-"

She flinched at the loud thunk she heard, glancing quickly to notice one of her precious suitcases falling to the ground. She sighed, "Very well, I suppose I could use some help."

"We are Pretty Cure!"

So the student council president was right above me this whole time...I should perhaps be more worried about that than I currently am but it is too late to do anything about that, however.... Erik's eyes followed the student council members.

First years are of tertiary concern, more useful information can be gained from watching these two. His decision made the swordsman began following them making sure to not get too close and alert them to his presence.

-dramatic music ensues-

"Ha ha!" Jurgen roared, pumping a fist victoriously. Using his right hand, he stacked up three suitcases on the ground, then took a deep breath. Calling to mind the magics of his people, powerful frost magics used by the spellblades littering his family tree, Jurgen formed a fist. Then, he opened his palm, and sprayed a cone of frost at the space directly under the suitcases. A pillar of solid ice began to steadily rise; he could have done this much more quickly, like two or three dozen times faster, but he would need to keep the construction steady. Once it was an actually manageable height, Jurgen snagged the stack of cases and nodded to the girl. "The name's Jurgen Smith! Pleasure to meet you, ma'am!"

Bethany

"Wah!" Suddenly getting pulled along wasn't anything new to her but she still didn't like it, "There are other things..." she knew she wasn't being listened to and just sighed, going along with it. They hadn't actually trained in a while anyway and maybe this was a good idea after all.

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Jake Wilder, "biggest guy around"

Never one to be outshined, yet unsure how to use his powers to lift a suitcase, Jake decided he'd just carry more cases at once. Reaching down, he picked up two in each hand, the cases going at a slight angle to each other. While he was certainly having a little trouble with it, you wouldn't be able to tell by his face. Also he had smartly pulled up his scarf to cover up his mouth to hide any strain, "There we go! And my name is Jake Wilder, probably the best ninja at this school,"

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Janna

Janna pulled back from the suddenly very close man, and looked him over once, before saying, "No thanks," She gave him a big encouraging smile, before walking right past him.

edited 30th Aug '13 10:40:00 AM by ChaosStrategist

If one is chaotic enough, nobody will see it coming.

Noel walked right towards Jonathan, and wiped some of the snow off of his face with her hand.

"I expected you to duck," she said. "But I liked your reaction better. Refusing to allow the snowball to continue forward. Would you like to team up?"

She spoke all of this in monotone; barely showing any emotion.

—

Jack Johnson stood around dumbfounded as the girl rejected him. He could not understand at all how someone could turn down the chance to fight alongside him. Perhaps the girl didn't understand exactly what he was asking?

And so, he followed her in an attempt to convince her to change her decision.

"Perhaps you don't understand the offer that Jack Johnson was making!" he said. "Jack Johnson was not asking you out as much as asking you to be his loyal partner in a great battle for honor and glory!"

In a world torn between Team Edward, and Team Jacob, I only have one thing to say: Go Team Godzilla.

"I trust you don't plan to throw snowballs into my face in near future If I team up with you?" He said picking up his bag from floor. "But... sure, i'll team up with you. Name Jonathan Witt" he said, introducing himself and stretching hand for shake.

"My Laboratory everything to fulfill your needs!"

In the midst of covering his head with a hood, Victor eyed the different students at the school. Sure he had only been there for about a rough thirty minutes (and that was setting aside the time put in to put his belongings in his room) but he had already acquainted himself with the people around him by just 'listening' to the people around him.

"I wonder what Eve would think about this place." he said softly to himself as an appeased grin started to form on his place, "Would she think it's beneath me? Or... would she join me?"

If you pretend to feel a certain way, the feeling can become genuine all by accident. Hei (Darker Than Black)

Alison looked on in awe at the two young men before shaking her head. When she found her voice again, it came out in almost a whisper, "Impressive."

"Ahem," She cleared her throat, flushing slightly. She hoped the two boys didn't notice her lapse in composure, "Very well, follow me. I'll show you where the girl's dorm is located. Assuming you haven't looked at the campus map yet."

She walked on ahead regardless if they had or not. She was collecting her thoughts. Truly, this school would pose a delightful challenge if all the students were as strong as these young men.

"We are Pretty Cure!"

"Of course!" Jurgen declared, starting to walk on ahead. "It would be most useful to know where the women's dorms are located for the future! Say, what weapons does a wondrous woman like yourself wield? I have Ruckgatbrecher right here, and Jacob has enough weapons to arm a small peasant uprising, but what do you use?"

"No, I understand what you're asking. But I'm afraid it'll have to be a no, at least, for now," Janna smiled kindly at the rough young lad blocking her path, "Now if you don't mind I still have to make my way to the dorms," she somewhat breezily swept to the side and around Jack Johnson, making her way past a couple of other groups.

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Jake walked along with Jurgen, and at the mention of weapons had to throw in his own comment, "Peasant uprisings are where ninjas come from, so definitely the best possible analogy as usual Jurgen," he laughed at his own comment, continuing to hide his strain holding four such heavy suitcases.

If one is chaotic enough, nobody will see it coming.

"Quality and Quantity both have their merits!" Jurgen declared, struggling to pose and thrust a fist triumphantly with full hands. He then nudged Jake lightly with an elbow. "Even in the matter of these suitcases Jacob has chosen quantity over quality!" He crowed out a laugh, and kept walking. "Give your servants their tip and we'll be on our way to the dorms, ma'am!"