Breath of the Sun
Class 1 - Highway To... Well, You Know
As the others milled about, there was a sound like crackling, somewhere between electricity and roaring fire. In a swirl of black, two young adults appeared, intertwined in each other's arms.
The young man was tall, lean, blonde. Scars covered his exposed chest, revealed by an open fur coat, only a single band of fur running across his pecs.
The woman was pale, slightly shorter than he, but her hair longer and wilder. She at least wore a tank-top under her coat, which seemed mostly normal fabric, but still with white fur lining it, matching her hair.
Their lips were currently locked in a passionate kiss, which broke apart after a second, and they both gazed at each other with red eyes.
Only then did Ellie look up and see they were in a classroom, Mikael sitting at one of the desks with her in his lap. He smiled.
"We're here."
She pouted and playfully smacked him. "Meanie."
He laughed, and gave her another quick kiss. Then he turned to examine his new classmates, along with Ellie. He gave a casual wave, and nodded to those classmates he remembered from last year.
"Hey Sam, 'Becca. New people."
"Hi everyone! I'm Ellie! And this is Mikael!" Ellie pulled herself of his lap to sit on the desk, legs dangling to the ground. "Wow, we do have a lot of new people this year."
"Yeah. Honestly, we should probably get nametags or some... thing..." Mikael froze, his eyes locked on one new student in particular. Ellie followed his gaze, and blinked at the odd pale boy.
Then she was standing in front of Karl, appearing in a jolt of lightning, and her smile showed too many teeth to be human.
"Hey, are you a demon too?" She asked.
Mikael didn't rise from his seat, but kept his gaze firmly locked on Karl, one hand drumming on the desk as he sized the infernal boy up.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
That Friend Nobody Likes
Homeroom
"I'm from somewhere in the Rocky Mountains, but my family is originally from Germany..." Karl said before trailing off abruptly. He suddenly felt two demons appear in the middle of the classroom.
He looked at them, then looked away when he saw what they were doing. Then, when "Ellie" started speaking, he looked back again, only to find both of the demons staring at him. Although he was rather unnerved, he did not show it.
"No, I am not a demon." He said "I am completely and totally human, although not really 'normal' by human standards."
Edited by SomethingRandom113 on Nov 22nd 2018 at 6:01:16 AM
Umm... so, I was here, I guess. If I wasn't, someone hacked my account. So, yeah.
Combat mode, engage
Homeroom
Jack strolled over to an unoccupied seat, seemingly unphased by Aileana's display and wagged a finger at her as they sat down. "Hey now, I never said they weren't working, I said it was a bit busted at the moment. Huge difference let me assure you." They explained with a grin.
"I'll get a result, the problem is the result is just too vague for it's own good."
-dramatic music ensues-
Class 1
"I see. I've lived here in California my whole life..."
Alex lost his train of thought when he saw Ellie and Mikael suddenly appear. The two demons unnerved the neophyte super, but he tried not to express this visibly.
"Oh, um, hey! I've uh, never met a demon before, so this is kind of different."
With a side of fries!
Oliver swallowed, peering briefly down the hall as he approached what was to be his classroom. Normally things would never be so difficult—He'd take refuge behind the smile he wore so often and waltz through the door as if it were any other day— but it wasn't. Every part of him knew that. Walking through the door he neared would mean meeting new people and that never proved to be an easy task, even in a world like this one. Still it couldn't be helped. Beset with a thousand worries and the strong scent of pine, he entered and took the nearest seat. Top was close behind. He paused in the doorway for just a moment before scampering to the front of the classroom and taking a seat.
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Class 1 Homeroom
To her credit, the light dimmed only a little when she passed, and only things that touched her would get chills. She entered with her usual poise and had just brushed her halo to keep that divine shine before heading in. She declined to announce herself this time, instead taking the scenic route to a chair to quickly greet all the currently present students, sans Samuel.The roster only gave so much information, but Mahvash gave each student that she could a greeting by name. Especially the ones who made their identities obvious.
"Jack," she gave the lad a slight curtsy. Oddly enough, she found the gesture harder with pants instead of skirts on. "You're fascinating yourself." She took the time to skim his deck during his routine at the doorway. "You must make time to show us card tricks."
"Zachary," she gave the boy a once-over. At least he hadn't been charred. And the 'freshly run over' marks weren't that bad. "Ink. I can't wait to see what you do with it."
"Rollo, Lucky, and Pip," Mahvash gave each their own wave when she approached Perry. "With names like that, you're sure to be a famous troupe. And greetings and salutations, Perry." She gave the latter a small curtsy. "And, if I may, school is like...well, you have the recorded experience of generations before you and you're in a can full of others who can be just as interesting as all of that stored knowledge. I'm sure the teacher will have a speech prepared. Please, ask me something if you feel the need."
"Mikael! Ellie." The daeva gave the pair a wave, before letting them continue on with yet another one that felt of the Abyss.
The carefullest approach, she saved for last, for those students who made try to hide in the back. Case in point. "Greetings and Salutations, Iris." It was an educated guess based off the class list, but, who no one else had that description. At least regularly. The daeva gave gently placed an apple on the desk, giving the girl a small smile. "And welcome." Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Breath of the Sun
Class 1
"Hey, Mahvash." Mikael waved back, gaze flickering away from Karl from only a second. "Glad to see ya."
"...are you sure?" Ellie tilted her head, staring at him. "Though, actually... yeah, now that I look at it you definitely look more 'vampire' than 'demon'. Sorry about that. I was kind of excited about maybe having someone else here from the Abyss. Still, though, it's nice to meet you. I'm Ellie, like I said."
"Mikael Freisch." Mikael suddenly warped next to his lover, standing over Karl now, almost but not quite a foot taller than the boy, Ellie leaning into his chest. He offered a scarred hand in greeting. Mikael was smiling, politely but insincerely. "A pleasure."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
That Friend Nobody Likes
Homeroom
Karl accepted Mikael's hand, shaking it firmly, but not really enthusiastically. "I am Karl von Aschemund. It is a pleasure to meet you. Are you from Germany? My family is, but I have never visited, which I find most unfortunate."
Umm... so, I was here, I guess. If I wasn't, someone hacked my account. So, yeah.
An Ordinary Oddball
Rollo barked from his seat on the ground, a strangely muffled sound that seemed to come from...somewhere else. Lucky purred at Matten, lounging on Perry's desk, and Pip warbled a greeting.
"Gretchins and salt-yuu-taters! So school is good for learning? That good to know. I hope learn a lot. Find more friends. Find home."
Perry grinned toothily at Matten.
I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.
Where am I? What's going on?
Homeroom - Rebecca
Rebecca watched as her new classmate, who was apparently named Zach, picked himself up and started to write in the air with his powers. Some kind of ink manipulation, maybe? He must not be able to speak normally.
"That's a neat trick! I'm Rebecca, a second-year student. Nice to meet you."
Homeroom - Iris
Iris flinched as another girl approached her and placed an apple on her desk. The girl was odd looking, with a dark halo and a faint otherworldly glow about her, but Iris wasn't really one to talk on that front.
"H-Hello. Aren't you scared of me?"
As soon as the question left her mouth, Iris mentally kicked herself. She'd come to this school because she'd be normal here, and from the look of the other girl, she was right. Of course these people wouldn't be afraid of her. Hopefully.
"N-Never mind. How do you know my name?"
AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Aileana
“Hm. Begs into question their use, then,” the serpentine woman replied with a rubbery smirk and an accompanying tongue-flick, before gracefully extending her hand out for Jack to shake. “Aileana. Of Arran. And America now, I suppose. Though less so. Not exactly here by choice as much as obligation. The country that is, not the school,” she clarified with a brief wave of the hand—which soon found itself stroking the scales of a purple-hued reticulated python which smoothly slid into view from her collar. “I'm here out of... interest, ye could say. Personal reasons. Or something. We'll see.”
With a sigh, she gently pushed the snake back into her robes and idly traced along one of the many jagged lines smattering her form. “I admit you're taking this all in stride, lad. Though I suppose that'll all change soon enough. Only so much ye can take, mark my words. Nevertheless, colour me impressed at your acceptance. For now.”
Class 1 Homeroom – Ash
Ash raised an eyebrow, her jaw momentarily halting in its busy work of chewing gum as she attempted to decipher the other girl's meaning—before shrugging it off with a quiet “Whatever” and plopping her earbuds back into place. The room was getting a bit too chatty for her liking, so it was time to retreat into 'stealth observation mode'. And while the 'stealth' part was questionable (she still had her feet quite clearly propped up on her desk—and not to mention her rather distinct clothing style), the latter part did end up proving to be effective in providing her something interesting to focus on.
Like the kid in the uniform who looked like a shop mannequin come to life.
Clicking her gum against the roof of her mouth with an audible snap, she slid herself off the chair and strutted over to him with all the curiosity and fascination possible to be displayed on an otherwise perfect expression of 'I don't give a #$&%'. Seeing him in the middle of a conversation with the demons didn't even cause her pause. She just walked right past them up to him, peered into his eyes as if to make sure they weren't buttons—and promptly tapped him twice on the forehead with her finger.
The very fact she had to stand on tiptoes to do so didn't help the ridiculous image.
“Yo. You alive? 'Cause you don't look alive.”
Edited by Enirboreh on Nov 22nd 2018 at 3:26:49 PM
bork
Alex, Class 1
While the demons and Karl continued to chat, a short young woman approached the group. Then again, Alex was taller than most people in the world, so maybe he had a skewed view of what short actually was.
"Um, hello," he greeted Ash. "Erm, it's a little rude to go around poking people's faces like that, you know."
Breath of the Sun
Class 1
"Oh, yes, I am German - wait." Mikael's smile fell as he released Karl's hand, fingers twitching like he'd been burned. "Did you say... von Aschemund?"
"You know him, babe?" Ellie asked.
"I know of the von Aschemund family. If it is indeed the family I'm thinking of..."
And then some girl started poking Karl in the face, while another... was that a boy? An effeminate person, Alex they'd said, stood there. Mikael offered them a brief, warm smile before turning back to Karl and Ash.
"I'd watch it if I was you, fraulein. That... boy, is, if I'm not mistaken, from a family of unrepentant Nazis." He leaned down to look Karl in the eyes. "You may not be a demon, but you certainly aren't human, von Aschemund. I know what your family's done, and if you step out of line, I will beat the hell out of you. Understood?"
And then Ellie tugged on his arm, pulling him away. "Love, you're slipping into your 'I-hate-Nazis' thing again."
He sighed, then smiled and wrapped his arm around her. "Ah, sorry. Thanks for keeping an eye on me, babe."
"Don't mention it." She giggled. "Anyway, I think class is starting soon. Let's make sure we get seats together."
They turned to walk back to their seats, but Mikael cast one last grim look at Karl over his shoulder.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Ash
“Huh? Oh, yeah. Probably,” Ash shrugged towards Alex in the barest amount of acknowledgement before slipping back into her now genuinely excited curious state yet again. “But seriously, dude—look at this guy. #$&%ing statue! Man, that's gotta hurt the back. And what was that? Unrepentant Nazi?” she echoed—face scrunching up into a mixture of different reactions before settling on a shrug and reaching for his hand to shake. “Eh, barring that crap you're awesome dude. I'm Ash,” she introduced, the brief energy spike beginning to wane again as she shoved down the urge to try dislodging his centre of balance. Primarily because she now knew Alex was watching. Two on one ain't fair.
Edited by Enirboreh on Nov 22nd 2018 at 4:09:55 PM
bork
Up on Melancholy hill.
Pleasure! I hope to work alongside you in the future! I should probably get to my seat though, I hear the teachers are scary around here.
His fingers danced very intricately through the air, likely from years and years and years of practice with his "finger writing". He smiled again, nodded at her and walked off, happy with the fact he made a few new friends!
Also, he needed to get away. The mantra of "Don't comment on her smell" repeated in his mind like it was the only thing keeping him sane.
...Still a nice girl though!
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Class 1 Homeroom
"Little bit," Mahvash, still smiling, made a pinching 'a little' gesture. "Well, anxious is the proper word, but that goes for everyone with me." She tilted her head. "And maybe that anxiety is reciprocated? I apologize for putting you on edge. I hoped to approach nicely. In any case, I know your name from the class list." She waved her hands in a placating gesture. "Twas nothing too excessive. I went through the syllabus and things while preparing for the semester here and some joint enrollment." And some maintenance on a planet.
"So," she unfolded a pair of glasses and pushed them up her nose with exaggerated gravitas. "Any chance I could match you in a game of eye spy?" Between her snickering and her tone, she was going for (corny) inclusive humor; though whether other the girl would take it as such was up in the air. "Seriously, the last time we met our homeroom teacher, he stepped out from plain sight. That sort of entrance is made for games."
Mahvash spent the moment studying the girl's reaction. Sure making the girl comfortable and opening the floor for her to show off is what the daeva meant to do, but...
Edited by CenturyEye on Nov 22nd 2018 at 11:47:32 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Brenner's Wolves Fight Again
Being surrounded by so many humans made Hong Jian sweat. She shifted uneasily on her seat.
Where there's life, there's hope.
With a side of fries!
Oliver observed silently.His face shifting between a look of utter fascination and deep thought. Anything or anyone might walk through the door next and it could never be known how much it amused him. He snickered softly, distracted by a small pain in the back of his hand. It appeared to be caused by an ant that was making its way across the same. It was using the other that he produced a small magnifying glass. "It's no ant,"he thought, watching as the creature continued its trek. He could almost see its beady black eyes. Another look revealed its chestnut colored fur. "Definitely not an ant." He thought once again. "It's a...It's a...," the thought would never complete itself. Impulse had suddenly taken over and caused him to say the answer aloud "Tiny Chipmunk!" he exclaimed, it didn't take long for the visible blush to follow. He promptly pulled his hood over his head obscuring his eyes.
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
??? — Class 1 Homeroom
"Wow, what a lovely bunch we got here!", a too familiar voice said.
A person ,too familiar to not be just a random person, entered the class.
It was the Saint.
As the Saint calmly walked into the class, someone with sharp and focused eyes could see that he eyed the three demons, as if he hated them, for a split-second. "Well....very well...I can already see that you are really interesting folks...", he said as he eyed Alieana with a bit a disgust for a split-second, then he returned to look at the group, "But I suppose...I shall reveal my true nature...my true form...", he said ominously, as he slowly reached for his face with his left hand, and he removed his face, leaving a blank white shape on where it used to be. Instantly The Saint's body started to glow white. This white light got sucked in The Saint's detached face until it became a blank white mask.
What remained of the "Saint" was a calm boy in something that looked like a jester outfit, who was still holding the blank white mask.
It is a pleasure to meet you guys! , the jester said to the group, My name is Dante Precossini, your Carnival Prince! , he said as he put the blank mask around his belt, where there were other masks.
Edited by Theyja on Nov 22nd 2018 at 7:19:48 PM
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Combat mode, engage
Homeroom
Jack raised an eyebrow at Mahvash's action before turning back Aileana. "Well, what can I say? No one is as normal as they claim to be, and few people coming here claim to be normal in the first place anyhow."
Jack took Aileana's hand in a firm but pleasant grip. "And rest assured, I don't shock easy. I've been apart of....shall we say eclectic? experiments." They replied with an easy smile.
-dramatic music ensues-
Brenner's Wolves Fight Again
"Don't. Do. That. Again." Hong Jian said to Dante. She had encountered Saint before, and she did not appreciate being surprised like that. She almost felt like she had a heart attack, even though she knew Krieger had long learned to prevents all these sort of things for his mavericks.
Where there's life, there's hope.
Alex, Class 1
Nazis? Ok, Alex was feeling distinctly uncomfortable right now.
Thankfully, a new face appeared to distract him from the topic at hand. It was... the Saint? Even as someone who didn't care about superheroes for most of their life, Alex obviously knew who that was. The school was named after him, after all. Still, what was he doing here right now?
...Well, apparently nothing, because this guy was just an imposter. A very literal class clown, or jester, by the looks of it.
"You had me going there for a moment," he admitted. "Hi Dante, I'm Alex."
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Dante — Class 1 Homeroom
Now, now, do not be wrathful at me... , he said calmly to Hong Jian, Just wanted to do a Big Entrance
Hi Alex... , he said to Alex with a calm wave.
Edited by Theyja on Nov 22nd 2018 at 7:22:40 PM
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Stop Killing My Titles
Big Nun Time
Amongst the hustle and bustle of a class, a new person shuffled inside.
It was a young woman of statuesque height, easily standing as the tallest of Class 1 with no assistance from heels. Although dressed non-threateningly - in a modest attire of an ankle-length skirt and a big turtleneck sweater that obscured most of her generous curve - it was hard not to be daunted at someone this tall. Plus, the more observant of her peers would surely notice that despite the self-appointed meekness, she carried herself with an absolute certainty of a warrior.
Her skin pale and smooth and her golden hair done in a simple ponytail, Dawn smiled at the people present. "Be greeted. My name is Dawn." She said, her voice carrying far a tone of sensual contralto. "I trust I am not late for class?" Her eyes were cool and cutting, at odds with her friendly demeanor as she regarded the people present curiously.
grah
Alex shook Karl's hand with a firm grip.
"Nice to meet you, Karl," he said, trying not to appear unnerved by his strangely expressionless face. Attempting to make polite conversation, he decided to ask him a question. "So, where are you from?"