Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA
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				Title: <strong>Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>26-04-2013, 21:06:30</strong>
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				Death Weapon Meister Academy, a school started by and governed by Lord Death himself ,where the training of those seeking to be his agents to reap evil souls takes place. These Meister's as they are called have weapon companions who all have the ambition of becoming the next great death scythe, a weapon suitable for Lord Death Himself. While a weapons ascendance to Death scythe was relatively rare in itself, a strange thing was occurring as it had been three years sicne the last death scythes ascendance~<br><hr>Name: Professor Franken Stein<br>Location: The Bounty Board, main hallway<br>Tagged: Open<br><hr>The rush was on, a new day, a new collection of souls waiting to be taken up. This crowd was large and ambitious. finally the last bounty was taken fromthe board. "HA! The Great Witch of the South! guess <em>I</em> Get to present Lord Death with his new Death Scythe! see you losers on the other side, if you make it!" A collective sigh rang through the crowd. This kid had talent, and likely without a doubt would break the drought. The witches soul was the last he needed. This witch though, as called great for a reason. She alone has been responsible for the death of five meisters already who have attempted to reap her soul for Lord Death.<br><br>A certain teacher then came before the crowd, a certain cranking made the crowd silence quickly. "Alright everyone, back to class, not like you all were looking for that mission anyway. Last one remaining in the hall gets to be my..<em>volunteer</em>" Professor Stein then watched as the students at a good pace started to make their way back to their classes. His gaze lingered on a particular group though before starting to turn off.<br><br><br>Please use the following header in your post. adding a picture to it is optional<br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Location:[/b]<br>[b]Tagged:[/b]<br>[hr]<br></code></pre>
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				Post by: <strong>TheFonze</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 05:49:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Drake Blackwill<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA, Bounty Board<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Drake looked over the bounty board, looking at some of the requests that were on the board, a few witch's and mostly everything else being just getting evil souls like usual. Once he heard someone talking about being a death scythe and then calling people losers, he just tuned the guy out and kept looking over the board. Then he heard a cranking sound, noticing Professor Stein was coming towards the crowd of students. Upon seeing almost all of the students rushing back towards their classes, he soon saw the Professor himself starting to leave and after that, took a look at that witch. Taking a look at the witch's bounty poster, he saw down she had already killed five others who went after her and she was also called the great witch of the south, so she probably had one hell of an ego as well.<br><br>He thought about taking the mission, but he was going to ask his partner before he did. After all the mission would put them both in danger and it wasn't just his call to make, his partner had a say in the matter as well. Soon enough he started to scan the remaining people to see if his partner was among them, since the sooner he had his input the faster he could see if they were going to take the mission or not.
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				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 22:21:05</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>Location: DWMA Bounty BoardTagged: open<br><br>Zetsuga listened to whatever fool was boasting about going to kill the Great Witch of the West. "what a wast of a weapon and meister." he thought. Not because he was afraid of the witch, but because overly confident people usually die in a young pointless blaze of glory that will be forgotten as soon as another young idiot dies in a blaze of glory.<br><br>he heard the very distinct cranking of the professor's... Screw? What the hell does that thing do anyway? He shook off the thought as the crowd dispersed and he saw Drake looking at the Bounty poster of the Witch, creeping up behind him, already knowing what his partner was going to ask him. "the fact that she has killed 5 other meisters and their weapons puts the odds against us, but if i'm willing to put a bit of strain on my sanity I think we could have a chance, MAYBE." one thing about Zetsu, as his friends called him, was that he always gave his true opinion on just about everything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 23:48:44</strong>
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				(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg) (http://s1208.photobucket.com/user/Sage226/media/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg.html)<br>Name: Rowan Drasiel<br>Location: DWMA Bounty Board<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>Rowan sighed as he looked at the bounty board. He didn't care less for the next idiot heading to the slaughterhouse, and was more inclined on trying to find the kishin eggs he was needing for his partner, Himura. Not that they didn't have any, only they weren't close to 99 either. However the man found himself unable to decide on the next contract. With yet another sigh, Rowan's shoulders drooped. "Why isn't there any of them that are<em> interesting</em> for once?" he groaned. He scratched the back of his blond head and kept looking. At prof Stein's threat, a sweat drop began to slide along his forehead as tried to make up his mind on the next mission.
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				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 00:00:41</strong>
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				(http://emorawr.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/3224225464anime-guy.jpg)<br>Name: Himura Orrick<br>Current form: Human<br>Location: DWMA Bounty Board<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>"Because we would never get chance to collect a soul. If they were all interesting." Himura said appearing behind him. "Everyone would be clamouring for them all" he said shrugging. "An evil soul is an evil soul. To me at least." He looked up when he heard Professor Stein. "Lets get to class. I don't feel like being a <em> volunteer</em> today"
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				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 00:58:11</strong>
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				(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg) (http://s1208.photobucket.com/user/Sage226/media/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg.html)<br>Name: Rowan Drasiel<br>Location: DWMA Bounty Board<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>"Fiiine." Rowan grumbled as he crossed his arms with a childish pout. "Why don't you choose the missions, if it's so easy for you, huh?" Rowan added as he followed his partner to class. It didn't take much for Rowan to become distracted of the class and drift off into his thoughts, thinking of the missions. He had to leave on a mission soon, but the choices weren't appealing. Most were either what seemed like wild goose chases or jobs that seemed more suited to different teams. Rowan wished for a fun mission, even if those were very few to come across. Himura was right, the good ones were taken soon after they were even posted. "That's it! I just need to be there when they update the board with new missions!" He exclaimed out loud. Brought back to reality from his thoughts, he remembered he was in class as everyone turned to stare at him. The man's cheeks turned red, sinking into his seat and grabbed a book to hide himself behind
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				Post by: <strong>Kippers</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 04:50:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb54/inkRP/Equestria/LuckyBannerSmall.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lucky<br><strong>Location:</strong> Going to Class -&gt; Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN<br><hr>"How uncomfortable," a student quietly mumbled to the rat on her shoulder. She was light of hair, dark of skin, and sportingly dressed, her arms folded as she frowned at the empty bounty board. She'd been frowning ever since the outburst about the witch, though she imagined it didn't seem out of the ordinary. "I guess Gwendolin (http://totallybananas.deviantart.com/art/Gwendolin-Nightshade-The-Great-Witch-of-the-South-294089285) can take care of herself."<br><br>She walked to class almost hugging the wall. It was the way she normally moved in the academy. Wide, open spaces had a way of enhancing any nervousness she already felt. She preferred claustrophobic thoroughfares whenever possible, but she supposed the architects of this place wouldn't care for the opinions of her kind.<br><br>She settled down next to Rowan and Himura, close to a corner, and put her satchel in her seat to show that it was reserved for her weapon. Her rat scurried down her shoulder and over the desktop, sniffed their neighbors in a polite, friendly way, then dashed into the bag out of sight.<br><br>"You'll have to excuse her. She's a bit forward," Lucky mumbled without looking at them, leaning forward on her tented fingers and seeming distracted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 09:37:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/aea798e4-e89f-4b18-818f-18542691c014_zps7fe2002c.jpg?t=1367286795)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tila or “Lala”<br><strong>Location:</strong> outside training grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>The grounds were peaceful as the sun was shining over the Death City. The only disturbances was the sound of music coming from the training grounds of the Death Weapon Meister Academy. On further inspection a pink haired girl could be seen listening to her hand held radio while reading a stack of magazines next to her. Her tiny wire rimmed glasses masking her pixie like face as the pout of her lips told that she was deep in thought. She chewed at the end of her blue glittery pen as she marked something off on one of the pages. She tapped the pen to her rosy lips as she read out loud, “Your boyfriend is having a guys' night with his friends. What do you do?... A) Freak out and call him every five seconds, B) Let him have his guy time, you have your own plans. C) Text him once or twice to make sure his ‘okay’.” With a laugh the girl marked answer A and totaled her score. Tila Tachibana otherwise known as Lala hummed along to the Imagine Dragons &nbsp;song &nbsp;(http://youtu.be/eu-xFvLaE68) and tapped her bright pink toes to the beat. Never abide to the school rules the dress code for Lala suffered the same. Her black and plaid mini skirt left nothing to the imagination as her white skin tight tank top hugged her feminine curves in all the right places. Most kids saw her as the baby of the group but she was determined to be seen as more then a little girl to them, especially a certain person she had known since she was fourteen. <br><br>She had ignore the warning bells and had decided to skip the school day and play hooky while the weather was nice. She had herd that the new bounties had been posted that morning but didn’t care too much to check it and found her time more engaged in her own little world. She had just found a quiz that could answer her problem with her so called partner, Jake. Knowing each other for about three years, she couldn’t understand why they had never made a connection that could take them to the next level of their friendship. So finding a quiz about being too clingy to your boyfriend caught her eye and she deiced to try it out. Though some of her answer were a bit outrageous. Recounting her answer did she find the corresponding results to the number she had tallied. “There's nothing wrong with wanting to spend time with your significant other, but there is such a thing as being too clingy! You're totally smothering this guy! Either give him some space or learn to trust him or let him the fuck go! Geeze!” Lala growled and ripped the page out and crumbled it into a ball and tossed it over her shoulder as if it didn’t faze her. “Okay let’s see, next quiz. Are you a crazy bitch when it comes to guys?” Lala grumbled and tore that page out as well and continued to flip through the mag at a leisurely pace. She had spent most of her afternoon outdoors and pulled out a pack of Pocky that her grandmother had sent her and started to suck the chocolate from the cookie. She had wished for Jake to come and hang out with her and make the morning a bit more pleasant with his presents. But she could not find him anywhere that morning and guessed him to be either sleeping or studying in some sercet place she would pull out of him. She didnt like being away from him too long but would never show or tell him that, trying to act tough and hard core in front of her weapon. She pushed the glasses further up her head as the shade of the tree kept most of her body out of the suns rays, though most of her skin was a sun kissed gold. She sighed and let her coral green eyes scan the leaves of the tree, daydreaming about her and Jake one day finally being a couple. She could still remember meeting him and found him to be a bit quiet and conservative, a total opposite to her own hyperactive personality. But they had adapted and Lala had found that she not only respected Jake as her weapon but also found that she had fallen in love with him as well. She had to admit it came on slowly but recently Lala couldnt help but see Jake as a man she wanted to be closer to, but was too scared of loosing him as a friend if it didnt work out. Breaking off the little dream she pulled her glassed back down as the radio turned to another song and she picked up another magazine hopeful about something other then quizzes on if she was crazy for falling in love with her weapon. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheFonze</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 11:01:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Drake Blackwill<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA, Bounty Board<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Zetsuga Staghorn<br><hr><br>Once he didn't see his partner around, he thought Zetsu might have gone to class like most of the other students until he heard the guy talking right behind him. "Well if the first five were anything like the guy that just called everyone a loser, then it's pretty clear stupidity killed them" He said, that was only if the first five were anything like the guy that called everyone a loser though. Soon the hallway was getting even more empty as the time flew by and with his partners input, Drake was thinking of what he would do, be it taking the mission or not. After a few seconds of mulling over what he should do, he took the poster down off the board and turned around to face his partner, Zetsuga. "Guess we have a job to do then, but witch's are strong and IF this witch really did kill five people from the school already, then we have to take care not to take her lightly or we'll be the sixth" He told Zetsu.
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				Post by: <strong>Sephanopolis</strong> on <strong>30-04-2013, 12:04:19</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Ezra Madras<br><strong>Location:</strong> Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr>Returning to the bounty board slightly later than most, Ezra only caught the tale end of the gathering before he heard the professor's threat. It didn't take much to motivate him to move on with all the bounties gone for the moment. He thus started to saunter towards class, swinging his bag in a circle whilst humming to himself. Not much thought went through him as he went to class, merely content to enjoy the walk for the short time, knowing some big fight was bound to come up sooner or later. When finally entering class, the weapon threw his bag across the room to land with a heavy thud on the floor near where Lucky sat.<br><br>"Yo, kiddo!" Ezra shouted across the room with a two fingered wave before walking over, moving her own bag onto the table before sitting down. He smiled widely at her as he leaned back in his chair. "What's got you looking down again, thinking about the next fight? I wouldn't blame you. They say those witches are scary customers and I only like fire when I'm making it. Wonder when the next bounty for one would come up. You ever gotten a good look at one before?"
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				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>01-05-2013, 00:18:32</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>Location: DWMA Bounty Board<br>Tagged: Drake Blackwill<br><br>He listened to his partner's reasoning and for a moment agreed with him, and was ready to go after the witch. Then he realized that it would be better to wait till the dumb ass got himself killed first. "I'm not gonna put my ass on the line just so someone else can reap the reward." he thought. He kept his thoughts to himself though, finding his partner's early enthusiasm quite amusing. <br><br>While Drake tore down the poster, Zetsu had gotten to the doorway of Professor Stein's classroom, determained to not be the last student in the room. "Uh, Drake. That all fine and all, but don't you think we should wait for the idiot to get himself killed first? I mean, we don't know the guy so we don't need to worry about helping him, and more importantly," he then stepped into the classroom, the second last student as far as he could see. "the idiot already claimed the assignment for himself." he then took a seat behind Lucky. "Poor Drake."
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				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 21:19:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class at the DWMA<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor had overslept and was running up the steps of the Academy. It was great that she was a quick little thing but her being a klutz sort of ruined it. She had tripped about 6 times already on her way to class. She bolted down the hall maneuvering around other students. She was so happy when she turned the corner and spotted the classroom door. She almost slid passed it when she went to stop but she caught herself. She opened the classroom door to find the teacher had not started class yet but was just about to. She apologized to Professor Stein and quickly went to find a seat.<br><br>When she had walked into the classroom the students reactions to her weren't something that could be easily ignored. Unfortunately it was something she had grown accustomed, but despite it she kept a soft smile on her face. As she stepped up the stairs, students looked away moving bags onto the seat next them or pushing there books over to take up more space. She continued her way up to what had become her regular seat, in the top/back row in the corner. It wasn't really where she wished to be sitting but that was okay it was nice in it's own way. <br><br>She would be lying if she said she wasn't hurt or lonely. She wished they could accept her or at least be nicer to her but that was a lost cause. It wasn't their fault her mother and witches like herself had done terrible things, who could blame their feelings. She pulled out her strange drink bottle (http://www.lussobaby.ca/media/Images/3586/385527-L.jpg) that held what looked like to be water. Even though it was water if anyone were to taste it they would not be met with a familiar taste. There was sugar mixed into it, a good amount too. Eleanor was practically dependent on the stuff, it was rare to see her not sipping on it. She pulled out a bendy straw dipping it in she happily sipped the drink as she doodled into her notebook.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 00:04:54</strong>
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				(http://emorawr.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/3224225464anime-guy.jpg)<br>Name: Himura Orrick<br>Current form: Human<br>Location: DWMA Bounty Board<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>Himura looked up from his notebook as his partner exclaimed out loud. Sat in front of Rowan near the back of meant that the majority of the views directed at Rowan had him in direct line of sight. Despite himself he felt himself shrink slightly into his chair. He turned round to face Rowan. "Great idea. You sure you're going to be up to waiting at the board at 6am?"
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				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 03:37:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg) (http://s1208.photobucket.com/user/Sage226/media/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg.html)</div>Name: Rowan Drasiel<br>Location: Stein's Classroom<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>"If it gets us out of this place and actually doing something constructive, I just might." Rowan retorted to his partner. He didn't like sitting around and it showed very clearly, as he shifted around every so often. If anything, the man couldn't seem to sit very still, simply anxious to get things going and for the fun parts of the days to start.
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				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 03:39:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/Rig_zpsbd114cde.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Hallways -&gt; Classroom<br>Tagging: Open<br><hr><br>"Oh, c'mon..." He muttered to himself, his voice low and droning, betraying the aggravation that was bubbling up within. "Who the hell builds a building like this, anyway...?" Jackson Dempsey Blum hadn't arrived at school late today, his very first day at the acadamy. And he certainly wasn't skipping class. In fact, he was pretty excited to get to class, at first. Being a first year student, he was required to stay at the Student Dormitories until the next school year, and so it should've been pretty easy for him to arrive at class on time. The problem with that, however, was that the DWMA was a goddamn labyrinth, at least to a fresh student like him. He had walked out of his dorm room with books in hand and a determined look in his eye, but now he simply wandered down the hallways, slouching, with his hands buried in the pockets of his pants and a defeated expression slowly sneaking it's way onto his face. <br><br>He wore what he had initially thought to be the standard uniform of the school. It was a Gakuran, traditional Japanese high-school wear for guys, and he'd gotten it at the school, thinking it looked rather nice among the uniform selections. But the more he walked around, the more people he saw, and nobody else seemed to be wearing the uniform. He though he remembered hearing mention of uniforms during orientation, but it was a fuzzy memory, seeing as he only really focused on what he'd thought was important about the orientation. Oh well. After a few more minutes of wandering, pushing the time he spend on this unwanted expedition from ten minutes to twenty, he removed the Gakuran jacket and tied it around his waist, revealing a form fitting, beige tank top. Before he continued onward, however, he removed a card from the front of the jacket and pinned it to one of the straps of the tank top. It read <strong>'Jack Dempsey, MEISTER</strong>.' It was the type of card that was typically given out at school-sanctioned workshops and get togethers, where lone Meisters and Weapons gathered in the hopes of finding partners. However, since he and his family had pushed so firmly for his admittance, he was merely requested to wear the tag at all time while attending. That way, a potential partner may take notice.<br><br>He continued on wandering through the twisting corridors and needlessly long staircases of the Death Weapon Meister Acadamy, grumbling things to himself that would be nearly incoherent to passers by. He'd been to A LOT of schools in his life time, but this one had to have had the most pain-in-the-ass layout of them all. In a way, it made sense, looking at how the place looked from the outside. But it didn't make the twenty minute journey any less maddening. He moved throughout so much of the school on his hunt. The nurse's office, the library, even passed by the DMWA Bounty Board once or twice. However, when he found himself wandering past the main entrance of the school he began to growl to himself, balling his fists. "NOPE. I am NOT letting this place get the better of me. SCREW that!" With an annoyed, but determined look he began to run through the hallways at breakneck speed. Another five minutes passed, than ten....and then soon enough, he saw it. A sign at the top of the door which indicated the right classroom. His mouth widened into a smile as he slowly came to a stop in front of the door, and he rested his hand on the wall, panting quietly and letting himself enjoy his own personal achievement. "See..~huff, huff~..told ya I'd find it...~huff, huff~...That's me: one, and school: zero."<br><br>After he'd caught his breath, he pulled open the door of Professor Steins class and grinned awkwardly at the stares he got from the students. "Sorry Professor, got lost..." He explained as he moved up the stairs, looking along each packed row for an extra seat. The classroom was pretty packed, which didn't surprise him, considering how late he was. But there were backpacks taking up seats in some areas, which undoubtedly bugged him. He didn't get into it with anyone, though, and merely made his way up to the final row of seats, where hardly anyone had been situated. He began to make his way over towards the very last seat in the right row. He loved how secluded that seat felt in just about every classroom, but once he'd been able to see past the few students that sat as close to the stairs as possible, he caught sight of the pink-haired girl almost immediately, which drew a sigh from him. No corner seat for him, bummer, but he let that go as well. Instead, he merely walked a ways in her direction, and set up shop five or six seats down from her. He crossed his arms lazily on the desk before him and pushed his chair back slightly, leaning forward until his chin rested atop his arms, letting him look down upon the teacher with half-lidded eyes. Despite his appearance, he absorbed everything the teacher said. This was important. This was worth paying attention to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 10:01:29</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In Class, next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div><em><strong>Finally... made it.</strong></em> The young Meister, Adell Zephyros, learned a hard lesson about why it isn't a good idea to do strenuous exercise right before class. At the time, it hadn't occurred to him that jogging around Death City an hour before class was to start would make him late. he <em>thought</em> that he was fast enough to get it done and be on time, but halfway through his jog he realized Death City was a much bigger place than he'd imagined. Sure, he's traveled through the city many times, but there's a much bigger difference between traveling on a motorcycle going 60pms Vs. traveling on foot going a tenth of that speed.<br><br>Walking into class, he noticed the regular set of suspects; students he'd seen during the new semester opening, old faces that grew up in and around Death City, and of course, the teacher, who couldn't have been too pleased with Adell's late arrival. The Meister's apology was a broad smile and an embarrassed rub to the back of his spiky crimson hair. He politely walked into the class trying not to cause even more of a disturbance than he'd already done.<br><br>After clearing the first row of seats, he began scanning for another open chair. He was disappointed to see that the seats around Nazier and Karina, some friends he made awhile back, were already taken. With a smirk, he greeted his friend with a firm handshake, waved at the smiling girl, then continued to the back. In the general direction he was walking, he spotted one open seat. <em><strong>Better take it before Stein tries to dissect me...</strong></em> And with that, he found his way to the empty seat and smirked, but then a flash of color caught his peripherals and he inconspicuously glanced over to the girl he sat next too.<br><br>At first, her hair completely filled his line of sight, and he couldn't help but notice the cute clip on her ponytail. He also noticed the doodle she started in her notebook. She was pretty good, but then again, anyone was pretty good compared to Adell, who couldn't even draw a straight stick figure to save a kitty. He was trying to see her face, but much of it was hidden behind her head full of beautiful hair. The Meister then realized it would probably be awkward if she caught him staring at her, so he decided, what the hell? Why not strike up a conversation?<br><br><strong>"I don't know about you, but the professor here gives me the creeps."</strong> He joked while turning his gaze away from the young girl. <strong>"I mean, seriously. he looks like he'd rather be cutting up barbie dolls than teaching a class. I'd hate to have Biology or Anatomy with this guy."</strong> He laughed a bit at his own comment before giving a short pause in case the girl wanted to comment herself.<br><br>After a moment, he looked in her direction again, and with a charming smile, he introduced himself. <strong>"I don't think we've ever met before. Name's Adell: The hottest Meister in the DWMA."</strong> He held out a gloved hand to shake hers, solidifying their introduction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 00:09:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class at the DWMA<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor was a bit surprised when she saw a boy with short brown hair come up and sat near her since that didn't happen often. She would have said hello but he didn't seem like he was interested in talking though. Then she she spotted a guy with ruby red hair walk in, at least she wasn't the only one that was late, since these two had been. She though she was surprised by that one guy just sitting near her. Her mind was blown when this guy came and sat right next to her she was completely shocked. She looked at him confused as he sat down but quickly stopped and looked back down at her notebook. No one ever sat next to her, everyone avoided it like the plague. <br><br>She continued to the doodle of the Tiger Lily in her note book unsure of whether she should say something or not. He glanced over at him and he was notably handsome and he seems to be a bit older than herself. When she glance over she though she had caught him looking at her as well. She was about to say something when he beat her to it. She couldn't hold back a chuckle when she heard him talk about the professor, she brought a hand to her mouth to quiet herself. She turned to him with a smile, <strong>"He probably would but I hate to admit it would most likely be alive whatever he's dissecting. Some teachers want to pick your brain and he literally does."</strong> She made a joking grimace to him and then smiled before taking a sip at her drink cheerfully.<br><br>She looked over at the teacher, Stein was certainly quite the creep. Though she had gotten used to him it was this red haired boy she was confused by. He must not have heard of her yet but she knew the students would be quick to inform him to say away from her. Eleanor laughed a bit when he called himself the hottest Meister at the academy. He was so enthusiastic and sort of cocky but she enjoyed it. She shook his gloved hand politely, blushing slightly. <strong>"It's very nice to meet you Adell. I'm Eleanor: not the hottest weapon at the Academy,"</strong> She smiled as she played with and of her pigtail awkwardly. <br><br>Eleanor looked down to her student badge that read WEAPON was supposed to be on her shirt but to her embarrassment it wasn't there. She quickly dug through her bag and found it she sighed relieved, <strong>"I thought I lost it for a moment."</strong> She pulled it out and opened the pin part and immediately jabbed herself with it and winced. Leave it to her to hurt herself doing the most simplest of tasks. She shook her hand off before moving to pin it through her shirt. She turned her attention back to him, <strong>"Sorry about that, so I haven't seen you around before, are you new here?"</strong> She asked sincerely interested.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 01:08:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In Class, next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>Adell hadn't seen the girl's face before now, and it was one that caught his breath in its tracks. When she turned to speak to him, her eyes sparkled like a magical blue ocean; full of light and energy no normal human could possibly possess. She spoke with a soothing hum to her voice as she attempted to keep from drawing the professor's attention. She took his hand and, even through the leather of his glove, he could feel her soft, warm skin. Her face flushed as she introduced herself to him, and his reacted in the same way. She made it known that she was a weapon and, instantly Adell pulled himself out of his daze.<br><br><strong><em>Sh-she's a weapon...?</em></strong> It is true he has been looking for a partner for some time now, but after many failed attempts to bond with the wavelengths of the few students he had been paired with, the young man hadn't put much thought into continuing his search. But now, sitting right in front of him, this indescribably beautiful young girl revealed to him she was a weapon. It must have been too good to be true. She must have been taken by a partner already. There was no way someone like herself would go a moment in this school before being bombarded by every new Meister who became entranced by her gaze.<br><br>No... it can't be... She then pulled out her WEAPON tag and, painfully, pinned it to her shirt. Only unpartnered students had those tags. She had no Meister. Was there really a God? If so, and this was his doing, Adell felt like singing his praise in the middle of the classroom, but this would have to wait. His fires would, for now, need to be kept under control less he risk them burning his prospective partner.<br><br>She asked if he was new, which helped him take his mind off her for a moment. He went to speak, but realized the answer was a bit more complicated than yes or no. <strong>"I suppose you could say that."</strong> He gave a slightly embarrassed smile as he continued. <strong>"I've actually been enrolled in the school for awhile, but I haven't had the easiest time getting integrated with other students... I had no idea how hard it could be to find a partner. I left school for awhile to do some serious training. My wavelength isn't the easiest to control so... it sometimes causes problems."</strong><br><br>He laughed a bit of shame away as he admitted to such an inadequacy. For someone such as him, who grew up with the ideal that weakness could never be tolerated, to admit to such weakness was difficult, but Adell was never one to lie or sugarcoat. <strong>"But now I'm back, and hopefully thing'll be better this time around."</strong> It was then that the next words he spoke came to him. It was like there was some omnipotent god feeding him the perfect question to raise at this very moment, and he couldn't help but allow a smile of joy to form as he asked his question. <strong>"Would you... by any chance... be looking for a Meister?"</strong> Baited with excitement, his pulse quickened. Could she be the partner he'd been training for all this time?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladymikochan</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 02:49:22</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: right;">(http://i1215.photobucket.com/albums/cc516/ladymikochan/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg) (http://s1215.photobucket.com/user/ladymikochan/media/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg.html)</div><br><strong>Name: Mitsu Fukui</strong><br><strong>Location: In class at the DWMA</strong><br><strong>Tagged: OPEN</strong><br><strong>Color: Teal</strong><br><hr><br>Mitsu had been up early, just after dawn to be precise, but that was just a part of her normal schedule.&nbsp; Most of the other students thought she was crazy getting up at the break of dawn just to exercise and mediate but there were simply not enough hours in the day to do otherwise.&nbsp; Well she did not have much a social life to lose, thus it made no real difference to her.&nbsp; Unless it was Exam week, or she was on assignment, it was the same thing.&nbsp; Up at dawn, a hour of Ta-Chi and mediation before breakfast and a shower.&nbsp; Then it was out the door to the park where she always stopped to feed the birds before class.&nbsp; She had been doing this ritual for quite some time and the birds there had gotten so used to her that they kicked up quite the racket if she did not show up for whatever reason.<br><br>After this, she had just enough time to pick up lunch and make it to school in time to see the assignments before class.&nbsp; Usually she was inside about a hour before class actually started and would spend a little time going over what was currently posted.&nbsp; Normally when trying to pick out assignments, she preferred to have her partner Mayasaki&nbsp; with her. Although the last few assignments they had run through had been....well....rough to say the least.&nbsp; They had a good track record of success but...to say her partner was...a little rough around the edges was probably the nicest way she could think to put it.&nbsp; Their first assignment had probably been the roughest and most of the time she felt like she was trying to control a fire-hose on the maximum setting.&nbsp; In fact...a lot of their assignments went like that.&nbsp; They'd get done...but usually she'd either end up looking and feeling like she'd been through a literal wringer, or at least spend the rest of the day with the shakes.&nbsp; Nothing serious, thank the stars, but still too many close calls.&nbsp; It was a good thing she was so intuitive that she was able to sense what he was either going to do or wanted to do and could easily go along with it.&nbsp; <br><br>Maybe this time....they should take it a little easier, or at least something just a little less risky. But once again, she had gotten in so early and was the only one here, except for a few other early birds.&nbsp; She was usually the first one in class, sometimes even beating the teachers there.&nbsp; She really did not have friends so she usually just sat and read, or drew until class started.&nbsp; She had just gotten a travel calligraphy set from her older brother and was usually seen with it in her lap practicing when she was not studying.&nbsp; She gave it another minute, looked up and down the hall, sighed and headed on in through the classroom door.&nbsp; No chance of her ending up as the 'volunteer' today, or any other day for that matter. <br><br>&nbsp;She had made the mistake once. Not being very sociable, and always eager to please, the first time that Professor Stein actually asked for a volunteer, she had been the first...and only one to do so.&nbsp; At the time she had just been confused as to why no one else had raised their hand.&nbsp; Afterwards however, she was more knowledgeable than most that you simply did not put your hand up when THAT teacher asked for a volunteer.&nbsp; It had not been too bad, but her hair had stood on end for a week afterwards. And that was one of the less intrusive examples performed in class.&nbsp; She had learned her lesson and usually refrained from putting her hand up too much, except to answer questions of course.<br><br>Right now, she had found herself a seat, plopped herself down in it and slung her book-bag over the seat next to her for when Mayasaki showed up.&nbsp; She would have been in her seat before anyone else had entered the room. A text book was open and she was currently paging through it.&nbsp; Beside her was a stack of miniature yellow post-it notes.&nbsp; Occasionally she would remove the pink cherry blossom pencil that she had currently tucked behind her ear to make a few notes on the post-its.&nbsp; This note would then be stuck to the proper place in the book.&nbsp; This was a new text book after all and it lacked the notes that decorated her other books.&nbsp; She would never dream of using a highlighter of course, but this was a suitable substitute.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She was currently humming softly to herself as she casually flipped through the book making and taking notes, just passing time until the class started.&nbsp; Her bright blue eyes had a studious look within them and she occasionally twirled a lock of her vibrantly colored hair between her fingers when not taking notes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Toggle</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 03:44:10</strong>
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				(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c81/Spydr_tog/my_little_troublemaker_by_foo_tan-d377udt_zps6700124e.jpg) (http://s25.photobucket.com/user/Spydr_tog/media/my_little_troublemaker_by_foo_tan-d377udt_zps6700124e.jpg.html)<br><br><strong>Name: Maysaki Yasuo<br>Location: Hoodie-land or In class if you mean physically<br>Tagged: Open<br>Color: <em>Red Italic</em></strong><br><br>He scoffed at getting up early to train really, or doing anything that might be remotely considered training by the less field tested girl, but he would be up watching her work out for the entire time, grumpily drinking coffee or eating whatever passed for breakfast that morning.&nbsp; Not because he wanted to be there for her, or to see how she moved but just because he had to cause that's what a weapon was supposed to do really.&nbsp; Or at least that's something that he'd been told enough times to almost believe it.&nbsp; That didn't mean he was going to give in and be the happy camper about this consistent up early bull.&nbsp; Damn people, don't they know that all the real important stuff happens at night anyway?&nbsp; An exasperated sigh from him usually managed to herald the end of her training, and that wasn't even including the days she tried to get him to assist her in weapon form.&nbsp; That took a whole new degree of caffeinated substance... <br><br>While she went about getting into class he found more time to wander about to look over those other over achieving types that everyone felt as though was the best way to get things done.&nbsp; Nothing was about talent anymore, everything more about consistent repetitive behavior, and fuck that was more boring than watching a documentary on the mating habit of snails.&nbsp; Generally he'd just sport his headphones and rock out to music while reading the latest manga that he could get his hands on or continue working on breakfast as travel didn't seem to slow down his need to consume copious amounts of bacon or other breakfast related meat products.&nbsp; Sure he'd show up when she was looking over the assignments, he'd even point at a few that might be interesting, if he actually read them or paid attention.&nbsp; But he was more interested in just seeing what the school's actual weapon training program was about than the needs of other crap here.&nbsp; What'd a future Deathscythe need with basic soul mechanics anyway, that stuff should just be intuitive.<br><br>Finally he'd find his seat more or less on time, if only because Fukui tended to frown at him something obnoxious if he made her miss some sort of team assignment that came at the beginning of the class, his lanky limbs dangling over the desk&nbsp; in some fashion, headset brushed only barely back to rest at his neck while music he wanted to listen to remained playing.&nbsp; Secretly wishing that Stein wouldn't call on them to volunteer for things cause he wasn't planning on being the one doing things first.&nbsp; Teachers always seemed to target the people they felt would fail anyway, and he didn't want that rap, or that negativity to fall on his Meister, because he was at least eighty percent sure that meant she'd actually try to push for him to start working even towards Soul Resonance whatever bullocks that came down to.<br><br>He did however this morning, get the pleasure of watching Adell all but trip over himself talking to another weapon, and a girl no less.&nbsp; And that to him was pretty damn funny, "<em>C'mon man, first time you're talking to her, and you're gonna mention how much trouble you've had fitting in?&nbsp; Self deprecating is so old school, specially when you started out by saying you were the hottest Meister at the Academy.&nbsp; Talk about some switch hitter ego problems, you can't quantify appearance anyhow man, it's all in the eye of the beholder.</em>"&nbsp; Smirking a moment towards the pair before patting down his jacket for something to snack on and letting his head roll to the side to peer at Mitsu.&nbsp; "<em>I mean if you look at Mitsu here, you can see how cute she is, but she doesn't go out of her way to brag bout it none, you know?&nbsp; &nbsp;She might oughta consider it though,</em>"&nbsp; Grinning at her and flicking a quick wink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 07:19:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class at the DWMA, next to Adell Zephyros<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor felt such a strange spark when they shook her hands and it sent a shiver through her body. He had such a firm masculine handshake he was strong she could tell, especially compared to her small feminine hands. They balanced each other out so perfectly it made her smile. She then looked up from their hands shaking after then let go and into his eyes. The way he looked at her made her face blush even more. He seemed so interested in her...well what she was saying, she had never had anyone look at her like that before. <br><br>She listened intently as he told her about himself and she appreciated his honesty about his faults. It was shocking because she thought he seemed like someone who could have a partner with no problem. <strong>"Trust me I understand having trouble integrating with other students. I'm not exactly anyone's favorite person around here. No one will even give my wavelength a chance, It's my soul that's the problem,"</strong> she looked away and then down sort of sadly. Though she quickly perked up with a smile though, <strong>"It's great that you left to work and resolve your problem though. It shows you can accept your faults and will work to improve. I admire that,"</strong> She smiled sweetly to Adell.<br><br>Eleanor nodded and spoke encouragingly, <strong>"I'm absolutely positive that this time things will go better for you, you deserve a great partner."</strong> She was very obvious sincere in what she said. She was a bit taken aback by the him asking her if she was looking for a partner, wondering why we was asking but there wasn't a reason that came to mind. She blinked at him for a moment before nodding, <strong>Actually yes and for while now, but unfortunately it's been pretty impossible. It's hard finding a Meister that will look past my flaws..."</strong> She bit her lip awkwardly and then perked up when asking Adell about himself, <strong>"How about you? Now that you've come back you certainly must have a partner now."</strong> Was it wrong she was hoping he would say no? It was such a stupid thing to want. Even if he didn't have a weapon it wasn't like that meant her would want to partner up with someone liker her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 22:21:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In Class, Next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>When she said that she was currently looking for a partner it was like a .50 caliber bullet burst through the window and struck Adell dead in the heart. Cupid figured he’d look much cooler taking targets down with a sniper rifle instead of a heart-shaped bow, and he was right. The young red-head was almost boiling over with excitement. He could feel his very soul bouncing around like the crimson fireball it was. He didn’t know if he could contain this energy. He wanted to jump up on a desk like he’d seen one particular blue-haired student do countless times, and start shouting “YAHOO!!!” But before his heated soul had the chance to erupt, he heard another student make a self-assured comment on his behavior.<br><br>Adell found the student’s words distracting, which was a good thing considering he might have made a fool of himself otherwise. He turned to make eye-contact with this person. The confidence that person had in his dark eyes before turning away to face the girl next to him, more than likely his partner, it sent a chill down the red-head’s spine. He could tell, just by looking at the hoodie-wearing teen; just by hearing the tone of voice he used when he spoke about his partner, that this person… would make a great rival.<br><br>Adell gave a small smile, even though the student had already turned away from him, and imitated his toe. <strong>"Sorry, playboy. I didn't mean to upset you."</strong> The young Adell wasn't a very confrontational person. He didn't make a habit out of picking fight with every strong-looking opponent, but at the same time, he had no issue with entertaining the idea of starting a challenge or a rivalry. It just made life that much more eventful. But that was beside the point. The red-haired Meister turned back towards Eleanor, then apologized. <strong>"Sorry about, but no, I don't have a partner yet."</strong> It was just then, after he made his remark, did he realize how intensely the girl was looking at him. He hadn't noticed before because he was already so caught up on his own dreamland. He had to thank Mr. Playboy for snapping him out of that. He then continued by asking, <strong>"I was actually wondering... would you like to be my partner, Eleanor."</strong><br><br>He couldn't help but start to get excited all over again, but he did a good job at suppressing his fiery soul. He wold not, however, be responsible for his actions were she to say yes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 00:12:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/b66d6d16-7905-4cbf-97b0-b050378c2b47_zps0d429af6.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class at the DWMA, next to Adell Zephyros<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor frowned at the hoodie wearing student. He hadn't said anything too mean but she felt bad he pick at Adell. <strong>"I'm glad that he told me and I like his enthusiasm."</strong> She turned to Adell with a soft smile and put a hand on his shoulder kindly. That was the fist time she touched his bare skin and she was shocked feel how muscular he was. She blushed at the thought, he did say he trained a lot . She heard what he said to him and she sipped her sugar-water.<br><br>Then the next thing he said completely shocked and dumbfounded her, <strong>"Y-you want me to be your partner!? M-me?"</strong> She looked at him with wide doe like eyes and her mouth agape. No one had even wanted to be her friend let alone her partner! She couldn't believe it. She was so excited and happy she could barely contain it. <strong>"A-are you sure?"</strong> She pressed in completely awe. Then she realized if she kept acting like this Adell was going to think she was mentally ill. <strong>"I mean...I would love to."</strong> She said completely exasperated with happiness and couldn't help a big goofy smile from forming on her face.<br><br>Eleanor was so excited and happy that without her realizing it her wings formed out her back and fluttered happily causing a hum. She was so lost in her bliss that she didn't even realize it until she looked up and saw the whole classroom had turned around and stared at her. She blushed bright red embarrassed. A male student harshly snapped at her, <strong>"Put those things away witch."</strong> Eleanor winced at the sting of his words. <strong>"S-sorry, I'm so sorry."</strong> She felt herself get that terrible lump in her throat she just wanted to shrink into a ball and go crawl under a rock.<br><br>For the life of her she couldn't get her wings to tuck back into their tattoo form. The darn things popped out so easily but when it came to getting to go away it was successful about 50% of the time. It usually had to do with how relaxed or comfortable she was. If she was then they easily did what she asked. But being embarrassed like she was right now was the opposite of an ideal situation. She turned to Adell she wanted to apologize or say something but she was at a loss for words. It was all so mortifying, here she had just finally got a partner and this had to happen. She needed to get out of here, like now. She grabbed her notebook and bag she got up, there's no way Adell would want to be her partner now. <br><br>((Sorry I thought italics meant in thought xD So I didn't say anything))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladymikochan</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 00:24:30</strong>
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				(http://i1215.photobucket.com/albums/cc516/ladymikochan/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg) (http://s1215.photobucket.com/user/ladymikochan/media/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg.html)<br><br><strong>Name: Mitsu Fukui</strong><br><strong>Location:In class at the&nbsp; DWMA</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Maysaki Yasuo</strong><br><strong>Color: </strong><br><hr><br>She had just been sitting there, trying to get her notes situated when she heard the sound of the legs of the chair next to her being dragged loudly on the ground with a nerve shattering noise.&nbsp; She winced and just tried to bury herself back in the book and hope her partner didn't do anything else too embarrassing.&nbsp; Okay she was probably a little too uptight, serious, and grown-up for her own good.&nbsp; She had occasionally...'alright frequently ' been told&nbsp; to lighten up, even by her big brother.&nbsp; He was the only one she would seriously consider listening to.&nbsp; Maybe she would loosen up and try to have some fun....<br><br>Then she overheard what her partner had just said.&nbsp; She turned bright red and sunk down in her seat.&nbsp; That was not exactly an appropriate comment.&nbsp; At least she felt it was inappropriate.&nbsp; She mumbled something under her breath and pushed her face deep into her text book.&nbsp; Right now she just wanted to fall right into the book or turn invisible.&nbsp; She stayed in the book for a few moments before looking up.&nbsp; She sighed with relief once she saw the other two students seemed to be too busy hitting it off to notice her anymore.&nbsp; Good.&nbsp; She was still bright red and would probably remain that hue for a few hours at least.&nbsp; <br><br>She finally looked up from her book and at her partner.&nbsp; It looked like he may have had his headphones in...again.&nbsp; Although it was hard it tell.&nbsp; Sometimes it looked he spent just as much time buried under that hoodie as she did buried in her books.&nbsp; She was about to open her mouth and say something but she settled on sighing and shaking her head.&nbsp; She didn't say anything because she was not sure what to say.&nbsp; Yeah...so she had nice looks. And yeah, she did not feel the need to draw any attention to it.&nbsp; That was not the first time he had said something to that effect. And she never quite knew what it meant.&nbsp; She could ask...but...<br><br><em>"Oh no...can't do that...that's...way too forward!</em><br><br>She had just thought that in her head, but she turned a lot redder. And anyone who knew her personality would be able to figure out that she was thinking about something she considered either embarrassing or inappropriate.&nbsp; What was going to make it worse is that when that thought had crossed her mind, she was looking right over at her partner.&nbsp; The heat in her face made her realize she was staring.&nbsp; The blush was already as bright as it was going to get, thank goodness.&nbsp; About all she could do was avoid making things any more uncomfortable.<br><br>Making like she had just forgotten what she was going to say and was embarrassed over that, she coughed a little and continued without really responding to his previous comment.<br><br>"You know, you really don't have to get up early with me if you are not going to work out too.&nbsp; You just kind of of sit there and sulk. I'd like it if&nbsp; you'd actually join in but...well...if you aren't going to, you shouldn't just sit there looking like you are going to pass out right on your face."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>That really did not come out as smoothly as she wanted it.&nbsp; But it had not sounded confrontational or too forward and that was good.&nbsp; It also did seem a little out of place to mention that now, but she had been meaning to bring that up sooner or later.&nbsp; Sometimes she worried they were not syncing up as much as they should.&nbsp; She took their training and studying very seriously and wanted them to be the best that they could.&nbsp; A little work out before class together would do them worlds of good.&nbsp; That is if she could get him to join in once and a while...or even just once.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Toggle</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 06:26:12</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c81/Spydr_tog/my_little_troublemaker_by_foo_tan-d377udt_zps6700124e.jpg) (http://s25.photobucket.com/user/Spydr_tog/media/my_little_troublemaker_by_foo_tan-d377udt_zps6700124e.jpg.html)</div></div><strong>Name: Maysaki Yasuo<br>Location: Hoodie-land or In class if you mean physically<br>Tagged: Open</strong><br><br>He only had a wry grin for Adell as he called him playboy, "<em>Nicknames already champ?&nbsp; I like that, I bet you could do better on the next.</em>"&nbsp; His head shaking a moment holding his eyes on Adell without any sign of backing down.&nbsp; Just letting himself balance between the pair of them, He found himself approving of the fiery headed young man, because he was actually confident enough to stand up and talk to him without balking.&nbsp; It was something he wasn't used to but not at all opposed to.&nbsp; "<em>Alight Champ, let's see how this goes into the future.&nbsp; I ain't letting you do better than my Meister there, cause she's clearly way better looking then you."</em>&nbsp; Grinning wryly and glancing towards Eleanor as she started speaking up for Adell already.<br><br>He might have even been about to comment before some other loud ass student started telling her to put her wings away.&nbsp; As though she wasn't already quite self conscious enough.&nbsp; His arm swung out in a sideways almost haphazard movement and shifted to metal clanking against chain.&nbsp; The more piercing blade of his weapon for stabbing into the student's desk half an inch.&nbsp; "<em>Watch your mouth champ, weapons don't play around with people.&nbsp; You show her some damn respect unless she does something to prove she doesn't deserve it.&nbsp; You get me?</em>"&nbsp; His head shaking a moment before with drawing his partial form back into his arm.&nbsp; <br><br>Flopping back into his chair and rolling his head over to look towards Mitsu offering her a shrug.&nbsp; "<em>I need to see what you do so that I know how capable you are and how to dodge you when you're not ready.&nbsp; That's just the way of it, though you don't always have to do it at the crack of dawn you know.&nbsp; There are plenty of other good hours to train than when everyone else who isn't crazy is sleeping.</em>"&nbsp; He smirked a moment towards her and her hue of skin, fingers reaching out to push her book down to her desk so she could stop hiding behind it.&nbsp; "<em>At least say hello to your new class mates Mitsu jeeze.</em>"&nbsp; His head shaking a moment to her, not seeming all that concerned with her consistent flush despite that he'd have to probe her later for what had her continuously do so.&nbsp; His feet kicking back up onto his desk, still not giving out his own name.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 08:20:52</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class, next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>Adell didn't know that if you made your partner super excited she'd grow wings, which really caught him by surprise. It was actually pretty cool, that is, until he felt the eyes of most of the classroom now focused on the two of them. The staring was kind of awkward, and the red-head didn't like the energy he was feeling from the rest of the class. That was when someone shouted at his partner. <em>That</em> crossed the line. He clenched a fist and could feel his fiery soul boiling over in the pit of his stomach, but that's when he heard the sound of a metal chain rattle and a sharp blade embed itself into a desk. The hoodie-wearing student, in a flash, shifted his arm into what appeared to be a chained pike, and struck the desk of the young man who lashed out at Eleanor. Adell paused as the other weapon barked harshly at the person before shifting his arm back to its normal state. The boy looked shaken up enough from almost getting stabbed that it appeared there was nothing left for Adell to say.<br><br>The Meister gave a relieved sigh, then relaxed himself. He'd just formed a new partnership and already people were trying to start trouble. He should have expected as much. They may all be on the same time, but environments like this can become competitive very easily. Some of these students were cut-throat: determined to get to the top no matter what, even if it means insulting their peers, or worse. Adell turned towards Eleanor, and his heart felt heavy when he saw the joy from her face now gone. It was replaced by a self-conscious cloud of doubt and shame that the young Meister understood all too well. He felt terrible about allowing someone to talk so harshly to her. He just had to cheer her up, but how?<br><br>It didn't take long before the answer came to him. <strong>"Hey, no worries. Everyone gets everyone gets excited."</strong> The Meister said with a sincere smile. He even reached over and placed a hand gently on the girl's shoulder. <strong>"Besides, if Playboy over there is willing to stand up for you, that's all the validation you'll ever need in life."</strong> He joked, trying to return her smile to her face. Even though they just met, and he'd only seen it for the first time, he really liked her smile.<br><br>Adell couldn't help but to mull over that person's words in his head. He called her a Witch, but Eleanor was a Weapon. Besides, Witches are supposed to be incredibly powerful and destructive beings, but Eleanor seemed nothing like that. She didn't look like she could hurt a fly. In fact, flies probably bully her. At the same time, her wings were like nothing he'd ever seen before. Perhaps now isn't the best time to ask about them, though. Right now, he just wanted to see her smile again. He'll deal with that other boy later.<br><br>(Woo! Top of the second page!)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 12:13:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class at the DWMA, next to Adell Zephyros<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor was happy to hear the hooded male was actually friendly. Though she was shocked when he defended her from the student that had yelled at her. She collapsed back into her seat, she could not believe he just did that. Looking from the mean student to the weapon that had defended her. Then he returned to complete human form, <strong>"I-um thank you."</strong> She said sincerely. She dropped her back on the ground and her note book back on the desk. Today was certainly proving to be an exciting one, both strange and exciting. First Adell now this hooded boy and certainly that pretty purple haired girl as well.<br><br>Adell's comforting words immediantly made her smile, they helped ease the sting of what had just happened. She was such an easily excitable person and he didn't seem to mind that which was great. He had a fiery energy about him that she really enjoyed. As she looked at him she realized it match his bright hair and the flame that flickered in his eyes. With out her realizing it her wings disappeared, he had been able to distract her and calm her down enough to make them do so. The connection her and Adell had was definitely notable and obvious, maybe this was what it was like when you find a partner that you soul was meant to flow with. She chuckled at his next statement, <strong>"That is very true."</strong> Just a moment ago she was in flustered panic completely ashamed and insecure and now he had her chuckling and help her get her wings to disappear. <strong>"You really are something,"</strong> She perked up a sweet smiled as she sipped her sugar water.<br><br>Once her wings were put away everyone though still irritated at her returned their attention to Professor Stein. She realized she should at least somewhat explain to Adell what the wings were about and the witch comment. <strong>"So I should probably tell you after that fiasco that I am in fact a witch,"</strong> She bit her lip at she told Adell and the <strong>"I understand if you don't want to be my partner."</strong> She was praying that he still wanted be her Meister. It would be absolutely heart wrenching if he changed his mind, but she would respect his choice. She wouldn't hold it against him. <strong>"Though I do hope we can stay friends."</strong>&nbsp; She smiled turning back to her notebook it was too hard to look him in the eyes in that moment.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 20:39:13</strong>
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				(http://emorawr.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/3224225464anime-guy.jpg)<br>Name: Himura Orrick<br>Current form: Human<br>Location: Class<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>Himura turned as he noticed everyone had changed from looking at them, to somethong beside them. He then noticed the flustered looking girl with wings. "Even I have to admit that's pretty cool."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkNevaeh</strong> on <strong>25-05-2013, 04:48:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a42/darknevaeh/Frankie_zps5659b984.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Frankie</strong><br><strong>Location: Class</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Open</strong><br><hr><br>She walked in wearing her loose pants and a tank top, headphones over her ears, pink hair waving as she bounced to the music.&nbsp; Frankie couldn't help but get into the song.&nbsp; Like all music it moved her and practically shaped her life.&nbsp; She could feel every rhythm, every beat.&nbsp; She did a little skip into the room with her black high tops and kept heading towards her seat.<br><br>Sadly, she had already walked by the bulletin board and it didn't seem like there were any posts up.&nbsp; She had shrugged at the board and moved toward the class.&nbsp; She had just gotten a soul a few days ago and the last bruises were finally fading.&nbsp; Frankie thought back toward that fight and grinned to herself.&nbsp; Her training was making her attacks stronger and no one had expected the pink haired girl to show up and begin knocking heads sideways.&nbsp; Well if they were going to underestimate her...<br><br>Finally heading toward her seat, she half walked, half danced to it, pretty oblivious to the others as the music wrapped around her.&nbsp; More training today for sure...and she wondered if there'd be anything new?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>25-05-2013, 06:34:50</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class, next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>It was easy to see that Adell was relieved he was able to cheer his partner up. He allowed his body to relax and a sweet smile fell upon his face. This smile only grew as he listened to her sweet giggle. If there's only thing he enjoys in life, it's making pretty girls giggle. His cheeks turned a light shade of red when her eyes met his, and all he could think about at that moment was <strong><em>Fuck, she's cute</em></strong>. Even if she wasn't his partner, Eleanor was definitely a person of interest; one in which he'd love to have be apart of his life. That is when it hit him: she was his partner, which mean ample opportunities for them to be alone and have one-on-one conversations. The red tint in his cheeks deepened at the thought. He wanted to get to know much more of the girl, and perhaps their relationship would grow further than Meister and Weapon. Okay, maybe he should slow down a bit, but a guy can dream. Though it seemed there may have been a few details about the girl the young red-head wasn't quite prepared to learn about. Shortly after he was able to return her to a happier state, she informed him that, yes, she is indeed a Witch. <br><br>His expression froze.<br><br>Luckily, he had a smile on his face at the time his face locked up, but wow... what could he say to that? She wore the tag of a Weapon, but she was a Witch. Were there even such a thing as a Weapon/Witch Hybrid? Also, aren't students from the DWMA supposed to be hunting witches? His mind quickly became turbulent as he desperately sought answers, while barely understanding the questions. But as she continued, he heard her mention whether or not he'd still be interested in being her partner.<br><br>That was all he needed.<br><br>His fiery soul was ablaze now. How extraordinarily awesome a team they would make: A Meister and a Witch/Weapon. They would be unstoppable. <strong>"How cool are you?"</strong> He said, barely able to contain his excitement. <strong>"A Witch and a Weapon. I've never heard of anything like it!"</strong> He realized his excitement, like an erupting volcano, began to spew out uncontrollably. When this would happen, his wavelength would become hot; too unstable for most people to handle. This was one of the reasons why he's never had the opportunity to partner with someone, and this is why he left school before to train himself in restraint.<br><br>He paused, then took a moment to allow a calming breath pass through his core. He opened his eyes; an intense blue they were as they gazed upon his partner. <strong>"I'd be honored to be your Meister."</strong> In the back of his mind, he was itching to get out of this classroom and start practicing with his new partner. His soul was bouncing around inside him, ready to burst out and start showing its stuff. Adell couldn't wait to learn more about Eleanor; more about her abilities. This was going to be the best partnership ever!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladymikochan</strong> on <strong>25-05-2013, 07:07:34</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name:Mitsu Fukui</strong><br><strong>Location:In class at the&nbsp; DWMA</strong><br><strong>Tagged:Maysaki Yasuo</strong><br><hr><br><em>"Oh dear...please don't make a scene...don't destroy the desk!"</em> <br><br>She frantic thoughts danced through her head.&nbsp; The last time he had messed up a desk, she had spent a hour after class with some sandpaper to try and get the marks out.&nbsp; Not that she had been asked to of course.&nbsp; But out of respect for the school, she had done what she could to fix it up.&nbsp; This time it had not been that bad and she hoped it would go unnoticed.&nbsp; <br><br>While the other two students might not notice her, she did feel the need to apologize for his slight outburst.&nbsp; She did so by taking a few frantic and respectful bows in their general direction, while saying something so fast that it was hard to hear exactly what she had said.<br><br>"HaiSorryaboutthat, hedidn'tmeannothingbyitImMitsunicetomeyou!sorry!"<br><br>She then slumped back in her chair, no longer with her book since after it had been lowered she had dropped it on the floor.&nbsp; She had not been this embarrassed by him in about a week so she was probably overdue for that event.&nbsp; She just sighed a little and responded.<br><br>"Hardly...I mean with all the studying and schoolwork, and my music lessons...and besides. I like getting up early. And how can you tell what I'm doing.&nbsp; You sit there squinting, I didn't think you could see anything but...fine...nevermind. Just...forget it for now.<br><br>She sighed and attempted to recover her book, bending over at the waist to do so, her hair fell over her face and her over sized sweater nearly fell over her head while she struggled to get the book back.&nbsp; When she did she moaned lightly when she noticed the newly placed sticky-notes had fallen out in a yellow shower on the floor.&nbsp; Sometimes she really wondered how seriously he took his studies.&nbsp; All nighters did not a successful student make.&nbsp; <br>There was some wisdom in having strongly differing personalities between Weapon and Miester, history had shown that.&nbsp; But it was really rough in the beginning.&nbsp; The blush still had not left her face, predictably as she brushed and smoothed her hair, muttering as she tried to readjust her ribbons.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 10:29:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class at the DWMA, next to Adell.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor heard someone compliment her and she turned with surprised to the black haired student. <strong>"T-thank you,"</strong> She quickly smiled. This day had barely even started and it was already the greatest day of her life. For the past seven years she had been hated and bullied by everyone and now this year, this day it finally changed? Not only were people defending her and complimenting her but she had a Meister now! This was too great to be true, things were really looking up. She was always a positive person but that didn't mean that when she went home and no one was around she didn't have her moments where she took a moment to take in how bad her situation was. Then the purple haired girl spoke up and Eleanor responded in her usual friendly manner, <strong>"It is very nice to meet you Mitsu, I am Eleanor."</strong> The girl must be the hoodie wearer's partner, the two seemed to have cute dynamic.<br><br>This day was only getting better when the young weapon did a total double take when she heard Adell's reactions, <strong>"W-what? Cool?"</strong> She asked completely shocked that anyone would seem so enthusiastic at her being witch and a weapon. Though she couldn't help a big smile from coming onto her face. <strong>"Do you really think so?"</strong> She was so happy Adell thought of it in such a positive light and that he thought it was cool. Scratching the back of her neck with a smile she chuckled, <strong>"Yeah as far as Lord Death informs me I'm the only one. I'm just Mother Nature's little defect."</strong> She laughed as she poked fun at herself. Then when her chuckle wore down a pink blush rose to her cheeks she had noticed the way he was looking at her. There was a reddish tint to his face as well but she couldn't really understand why that look effected her in such a way.<br><br>She returned to look at her Meister, wow that had a great ring to it! She could definitely get used to that. When he said he was honored to be her Meister she felt her heart just melt, <strong>"Thank you and I am absolutely honored to be your weapon."</strong> She brought her hand up to her weapon tag and unpinned it from her shirt with a proud smile, <strong>"It looks like I won't be needing this anymore."</strong> She closed the pin and then reached forward with her empty hand she took his hand in hers turned so it was palm up and open. She then placed the WEAPON pin in his hand and closed his palm around it, <strong>"I put my trust in you completely as your weapon."</strong> She looked him in the eyes with such perky determination and her sincerity showed even more. It was just her nature to be so passionate and she meant what she said. This was one of the most serious partnerships a person could make and she didn't take it lightly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 02:24:28</strong>
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				Name:Zetsuga Staghorn<br>location: Classroom<br>tagged: open<br>(well it seems fonze has vanished so I shall play it off like he didn't happen)<br>Zetsu awoke from his nap from all the ruckus, noticing all of Mitsu's sticky notes fall out o her book he took it upon himself to help her. He got out of his seat, his soul flashing between the brightest white and the deepest darkness like a strob light as usual. He stooped down next to her and bgan collecting the notes and placing them on her desk. "hey, i'm Zetsuga, friends call me zetsu if I had any friends."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 07:10:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Down the hall – In class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum<br><hr><br>Click… clop, Click… clop, Click… clop, could be herd down the hall as Roxi made her way to class, her heeled boots never stopping or wavering. She stared straight ahead, deft to the world as her tiny purple ear-buds blasted a heavy Saliva song. Her back pack hung low on her shoulder but her hands kept moving as the wooden drum sticks twirled and beated on their imaginary drums while she moved down the hall. She suppressed a yawn, not much of a morning person, dragging herself out of bed was pretty rough. But she managed to make it on time, which was a first for her. Seeing that most of the students had already jumped to go to class and very few were still milling about. She blew her bright blue bangs out of her face as she scanned the numbers looking for her classroom. Once the right set of numbers appeared did one corner of her mouth pull up, in a small grin. She took a few quick breaths and walked in. <br><br>The room was large and held a bunch of seats, most of the students were talking to one another and waiting for Professor Stein. She only took in a few students faces and slowly made her way up the stairs that lead to the other seats at the top of the classroom. She noticed a guy, a pretty cute guy sitting in last row and tilted her head at him. He seemed new, he was wearing a school uniform that was pretty out of place when everyone else seemed to be wearing normal everyday clothes. She stopped next to him and looked down at him, as if he were something she had never seen before. The tag on his shirt brought a smile to her lips as she read, “Jack Dempsey, MEISTER,” Pulling her earbuds out did spin one of her sticks between her fingers and pointing the other one at him. “Your in my seat, yo…” she knew there was no assigned seats but something about the young man in front of her pushed her to interact with him, which was totally out of character for her. “Ill let ya sit there for today, I guess…” She slipped behind him and took a seat one over from him dropping her black bag on the chair between them. Turning her ipod off and wrapping her wire around it did she watch the guy next to her, sizing him up and then nodding with approved smile. Putting her things away she pulled out her notebook and started to get ready for class, leaning back and tapping her sticks on her desk. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 09:34:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/Rig_zpsbd114cde.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Hallways -&gt; Classroom<br>Tagging: Everyone a little, Mostly Roxi<br><hr><br>Despite how still and unresponsive Jack had been to the events taking place just a few seats down from him, he wouldn't deny that they were most certainly exciting. Not much time had passed since he'd come to class, but the teacher had been rather preoccupied with, in his eyes, less important things, and that left him unengaged enough for his attentions to be drawn to the racket coming from down the row. In that time, though his head remained faced front, his eyes shifted down the row and he became enthralled in the interactions of that group. He witnessed everything as it went down, from the first words between the red head and the pink haired girl to the bickering that took place between the two that joined them. But those two didn't hold his attention long. As a weaponless Meister, and as a man who was unaware of most things Weapon Academy related, it was interesting to witness the forming of a partnership. By the end, however, his eyes had narrowed a bit and his brow had cocked curiously. "...It's that simple? Seriously?" He mumbled to himself curiously. "Huh..."<br><br>Roxi's entrance into the class was largely unnoticed as he continued to watch the newly formed partnership. However, as she climbed the staircase up to the row the he and that others had taken seats at, his view shifted from the new partners to the woman that now approached. She was...well...she was pretty cute, but that wasn't what stood out about her in the least. Neither did her outfit, different as it may have been. After all, the red headed kid down the road was also dressed pretty oddly. What really caught his attention was the red scarf wrapped loosely around her neck. He'd always been fond of scarves, they were pretty damn cool after all. But he never thought they looked all that great on him. The drumsticks in the girl's hands also caught his attention. He wasn't sure if this place had music classes or something, but it was odd how she just sort of carried the sticks around, tapping out beats in the air. Pleasantly odd, though. Literally living to the beat of her own drum it seemed.<br><br>Jack wasn't expecting for her to say anything as she approached, thought she'd just move on by just like the others, but when he'd heard her begin reading his badge, she got perhaps the first reaction from him out of every other student. He turned his head in her direction and looked to her with a quizzical expression. An expression that grew even more amused as she accused him of taking up her seat. In a room full of unassigned spots. It might've been a problem under normal circumstances, but despite what she'd said her tone didn't really indicate any sort of aggravation or annoyance with him. Strangely, it all felt like a greeting of sorts, and rather than ignore her he met her with the beginnings of a smirk "Yep, that's my name and I'm a Meister. Mighty kind of you, giving up <em>your</em> seat like that." The smirk spread into a pleasant grin then, but calmed down into a smile as she crossed behind him and took her seat nearby.<br><br>Things were silent for a very brief period. He looked on ahead as he had been, checking out the situation in front of the class, though he couldn't help but look her way from time to time. He felt her gaze on him, and he was met with a smile and a nod, as though she was approving him for something. Once again, had the circumstances been different he most likely would've just gone on sitting there in comfortable silence. However, like her, he felt almost pushed by some unknown force to interact with her. And so, he lifted his chin from his crossed arms and slid his arms off of the table, turning slightly in her direction and leaning forward, resting his elbows atop his knees. "Alright, so, ya know my name now, and ya know I'm a Meister. What about you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladymikochan</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 23:23:24</strong>
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				(http://i1215.photobucket.com/albums/cc516/ladymikochan/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg) (http://s1215.photobucket.com/user/ladymikochan/media/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg.html)<br><br><strong>Name:Mitsu Fukui</strong><br><strong>Location:In class at the&nbsp; DWMA </strong><br><strong>Tagged: Open</strong><br><hr><br>She very shyly smiled over at Eleanor.&nbsp; Her overwhelming shyness made it very hard for her to open up to anyone.&nbsp; Still, she had greeted her after all and it was only polite to return the gesture.&nbsp; Briefly fidgeting, she took a deep breath to steady herself.<br><br><em>"There...that was not so bad was it?"</em> She thought to herself and even managed to relax a little. She'd pretty much given up on the notes. It would be a little more than just annoying to try and get the notes back in place.&nbsp; Class was going to probably start in another moment or two anyway.&nbsp; <br><br>It did however take a moment to notice that someone was putting her notes on her desk.&nbsp; She froze, blinked a few times and looked at Zetsuga with a slightly blank and numb look.&nbsp; Mostly because she had not expected to encounter such politeness unexpectedly.<br><br>Her own soul usually appeared a soft whitish hue with the faint trace of pink, that would flare into bright lighting bolts whenever she got embarrassed or deepened when she got shy.&nbsp; And right now, it was bright pink.<br><br>"Oh...um...thank you...I guess that batch of notes...weren't real...um sticky?"&nbsp; <br><br>And she turned red again.&nbsp; At this rate she'd be walking around with an odd hue for the rest of the week.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Oh man did you really just say that?&nbsp; Nice going Mitzi..."</em>&nbsp; <br><br>She scolded herself internally, using a nickname for herself that she despised.&nbsp; Still, it would not do to leave it at that.&nbsp; She had not even given her name in return.&nbsp; Which she really ought to do.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm Mitsu...a pleasure.", she continued with great politeness, even giving a little bow to show respect, which she usually did for anyone she first met.&nbsp; She did not like to admit it, but her good manners were a source of pride for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 03:20:43</strong>
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				Name: Zzetsuga Staghorn<br>place: classroom<br>tagged: Mitsu<br><br>He continued picking up the notes methodicly, some said he had OCD but he just hated a mess, and knew first hand how much of a pain it could be to have you note in absolutly no order at all. "nice to meet you Mitsu. If you'd like I could go through the notes and organize them for you chronologically. It's not like I have much of a social life anyway." before she could respond he set his book on her desk and took her copy and all the notes into his bag, bowing in return. "feel free to write in that one it's in good condition and used so notes are convieniantly there all ready.". He took her hand and kissed it lightly before returning to his desk to organize her notes. Quite the chivelrous weapon indeed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 21:28:22</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class, next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>Things really seemed like they were looking up this year. Already he not only met a really cute girl, but she turned out to be half witch and half weapon. On top of that, she just agreed to be his partner. It was easy to see the excitement building within him, regardless of how hard he attempted to hide it. He was worried, however, about his chaotic wavelength. The only reason why he's never had an actual partner before is because nobody was ever able to withstand the heat of his soul. Regardless of how enthusiastic she might have been about being his partner, if she couldn't fully resonate with him without getting burned by his soul, then their partnership would be impossible to continue. <em><strong>Maybe things will be different this time... she is partly a witch after all... maybe she'll be stronger than the rest...</strong></em><br><br>He took a moment to look around the classroom. There were so many students in the room; a particular group among them stood out, which meant there was so much competition. He couldn't help but feel slightly inadequate as he looked at the weapons and meisters who were already partnered up for some time now. All that time wasted on training his wavelength has set him so far behind everyone else. At the same time, he didn't want to believe it was all just for nothing. Yes, he'd spent a lot of time training and yes, it would mean he would be starting a year later than most, but it did matter. He had to remember how much progress he's made over the last year.<br><br>He clenched a tight fist as the determination returned in his eyes. His wavelength was much stronger than before, and at the same time, it was much easier for him to control. He had a new partner, and a new opportunity to prove himself to the world. He would do it. This would be his year! He smirked, then turned his attention back on Eleanor for a brief moment. Honestly, just having her sitting next to him, so enthusiastic to be his partner, encouraged him to never again fail as a Meister. He <em>is</em> after all, the Hottest Meister in the DWMA.<br><br><strong>"Hey, Eleanor."</strong> His words were soft, and his eyes looked somewhat nervous as he called for her attention. <strong>"Today, after class, we should find somewhere private where we could get to know each other better, ya know?"</strong> Though it may have come off differently than he intended, he was looking forward to seeing what kind of weapon she was and practice wielding her. That and he really did legitimately&nbsp; want to be alone with her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>30-05-2013, 00:42:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg) (http://s1208.photobucket.com/user/Sage226/media/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg.html)</div>Name: Rowan Drasiel<br>Location: Stein's Classroom<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>Rowan had remained surprisingly quiet for a while now as other people talked and socialized. "Eh? New teams, huh? I can't wait..." He mumbled, smiling to himself. Resonance between souls was a beautiful thing to Rowan. He was one who enjoyed to see the varieties of resonance throughout meisters and weapons. His mind slowly ran through the different techniques he knew to make time pass. A smile remained on his face as, with his eyes closed, he repeated different moves in his head. It didn't take long before his hand began ticking against his desk; a sign of his short patience slowly starting to near it's extent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>30-05-2013, 02:11:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> In class, top row<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum<br><hr><br>Roxi couldn’t hide her smile as he as “Jack” smirked at her and thanked her for letting him sit in her spot. She shook her head, her long black braid swinging behind her in a slow tempo. “No problem, you must be new here…” Eying his jacket tied to his waist. She turned back to the front and leaned forward her elbow resting on the tabletop as her hand anchored under her chin. She played with her lip ring absentmindedly as she watched the rest of the students below converse and act friendly with one another. She could tell which were paired by how close they sat together and how well the interacted, as if they were made for one another. She could feel a bit of envy stir inside her but pushed it down, as she felt she didn’t need a meister, someone to control her and possess her like an object. She tried her best the tamper down the heat of her cheeks as she caught Jack peeking at her for the corner of her eye. The pull that she was feeling next to her was so profound that she could of swear it would drag her into the poor guys lap. She then saw him move in her direction and lean closer into her bubble space, which she didn’t mind so much. She turned her head in his direction and admired the way his body arched as he rested on his elbows. His arms were bare from his lack of uniform jack, and her eyes traveled the ripple of muscles. She tried not to notice the way his tank top outlines the plains of his chest and stomach, and forced her eyes to meet his. Such beautiful brown eyes. Her heart rate was beating as fast as she could drum and finally realized he was talking to her again. What was wrong with her? She had never acted this way to a guy, if anything they got the cold shoulder or the bird for even looking n her general direction. “What about me? Im not the one showcasin my name and rank like a shop clerk…” She motioned to his badge and caught herself up in his stance again. Maybe she should be nice… he was new and pretty hot… No, this was too much fun and besides Roxi didn’t do friends very well. She leaned back in her chair till it was balancing on only two legs as she tapped one stick in a nice smooth rhythm that wasn’t too distracting to the other students. “A meister, hum? I bet you don’t have a weapon yet… Otherwise you wouldn’t be sitting up here alone watching everyone else.” She let a smile slide across her face as she moved a stray electric blue bang out of her view of the boy next to her. “No worries though, Im loner too. So you can hang up here all you want…” She pulled her pink scarf out of the way but kept it wrapped firmly around her neck as she turned back to face the front. A thought of her being very rude to this guy didnt sit well with her and she hoped he didnt take it that way. She turned her head a bit to gauge his reaction and let out a breath of self annoyance. Her aunt had repeatedly told her of her humor running very close to a bad attitude. She was starting to see what she was talking about. If she was going to make in this school she was going to have to open up to others and even possibility let someone be her meister. She wet her lip slowly and cleared her throat,hoping that she hadnt piss the guy beside her off. From the folds of her scarf did she pull on the same matching badge that Jack had and slipped it on the table between them. On it was her autograph, Roxi ,scrawled across her school picture, which only showed her side profile since she had turned her head&nbsp; away from the camera and&nbsp; her real name and class year printed over it. Under her photo, in big bold letters <strong>"WEAPON"</strong> was stamped and she bit her lip ring in nervous to how he would react to her, now. It bothered her that she cared what he thought, she shouldnt of but the pull to him was so strong she didnt realize she was holding her breath as she waited. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladymikochan</strong> on <strong>30-05-2013, 02:58:16</strong>
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				(http://i1215.photobucket.com/albums/cc516/ladymikochan/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg) (http://s1215.photobucket.com/user/ladymikochan/media/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg.html)<br><br><strong>Name: Mitsu Fukui </strong><br><strong>Location: In class at the&nbsp; DWMA&nbsp; </strong><br><strong>Tagged: Open</strong><br><hr><br>That was going to ensure that the blush remained on her face far beyond the week she had assumed.&nbsp; At this rate, she was going to get the nickname-red instead of Mitzi.&nbsp; AT first she did not know exactly what to say.&nbsp; Her eyes kept shifting around, occasionally looking at the floor, which was no help, to her partner, which was of less help.&nbsp; Still had the headphones in and was pretty much oblivious, she sighed.<br><br><em>"Now why can't he act&nbsp; more like that?"</em>&nbsp; At first the thought simply came and she took no notice of it.&nbsp; Instead, she looked over at Zetsuga and forced herself to offer a polite and shy smile.<br><br>""oh well...I am Mitsu and...it is a pleasure."<br><br>That had come out fine and she was pleased she had not made a fool of herself. In fact it sounded nice, polite, and normal.&nbsp; Okay maybe this whole socialization thing was not as hard as she thought it would be.&nbsp; Oh she had friends, back in her old home.&nbsp; But she had grown up around them, always known them, then they had died.&nbsp; That made things a little hard for her.&nbsp; She had enough to deal with moving to a new place but she had old freinds she was still grieving so yeah it was hard for her to be more social. Besides...<br><br><em>"Wait...what was THAT thought about?&nbsp; Why do I want...HIM to act more like that?!"</em><br><br>She'd been pretty focused on returning the gesture and had not payed any mind to what that little thought could possibly mean.&nbsp; Why on earth did stuff like that go through her head before class?&nbsp; That was just bad timing.&nbsp; She needed to get her head back down to earth.&nbsp; She prided herself a little bit on getting not perfect grades, but to as near perfect as she could manage.&nbsp; She did not a bunch of confusing thoughts dancing through her mind.<br><br>Luckily she had gone back to looking at her desk and was not caught up in these thoughts while staring at anyone.&nbsp; Although she had been in the process of putting the notes back inside the book and had froze midway in the process while being caught up in her own thoughts.&nbsp; She was left with a bunch of sticky notes still attached to her fingers and a couple were stuck on her sweater as well.&nbsp; She tried to alternately brush off the notes and shake them loose from her fingers, the stickiness suddenly returning to the notes that had refused to stay on the textbook.&nbsp; After a few more shakes, they were off her fingers but now all them were stuck on her sweater.&nbsp; She frowned a bit, the blush actually fading now as she was more annoyed than embarrassed.&nbsp; She gave her partner a sideways glance, sensing a comment coming.<br><br>"Don't say anything."&nbsp; She accented this by making a zipping motion across her lips.&nbsp; Then with little option, since the notes would probably stick to her fingers again if she tried to peal them off, she took off her sweater to shake them loose.&nbsp; She had on a simple white button up blouse on underneath, so she did not feel too ashamed at having to take it off.&nbsp; But she was well-aware how the shirt clung to her curves which had slowly become a lot more noticeable over the last few years.&nbsp; She made a quick job of it and managed to dislodge the notes, which were now crumpled up anyway and pretty much useless.&nbsp; Not wanting too many stares , she quickly shoved the sweater back over her head and readjusted it, hiding her attractive curves.&nbsp; <br><br>She then looked back to Zetsuga and shrugged. "Oh well...apparently they stick better to skin than paper. Maybe I could get a refund , at least an exchange?"&nbsp; She smiled a bit shyly.&nbsp; That was her idea of a joke or at least an attempt to be humorous.&nbsp; And it was a little risky, hoping it would go over okay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>30-05-2013, 03:51:53</strong>
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				Name:. Zetsuga Staghorn<br>place: class<br>tagged: Mitsu<br><br>Zetsu had already started sticking notes into there prooper places, not even reading from the book to see where to thenotes went, because he had the book memorized. At least the important parts, all the notes that would not be helpful in life or tests he simply set aside incase she wanted them for personal use. It was a shame she had a partner already, she seemed nice, and very organized, something he rarely saw in the students here.<br><br>He looked up from his work with a smile on his face at her comment, returning it with a joke o his own. "were you talking about your post-its or your partner? I get you either one free of charge." even though she had apartner didn't mean they couldn't be friends, not that he really knew what that was like.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>30-05-2013, 04:42:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> In class at the DWMA, next to Adell.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor turned when she heard Adell say her name, she was greeted by a sense of nervousness from him and his eyes matched those waves. She smiled happily at him, <strong>"That's a great idea and we definitely should. I don't have to work today so I'm free as a bird,"</strong> She giggled at her little pun. She would love the opportunity to spend some time with him, especially since he was her Meister now but mostly because she enjoyed his company so much.&nbsp; She didn't take what he said in any way that another girl might take it simply because she clueless to that sort of stuff. Other students barely wanted to be her friend so why would anyone want more? In actuality she was extremely insecure and didn't find herself to be pretty at all. <br><br>Her witch's powers were very empathy oriented she could read and feel the change in Adell. She sensed his confidence waver as she watched him look around the room observing the students. It was something she didn't expect since he seemed like such a confident young man. Everyone has their insecurities though, she certainly did. She just wanted to seem him happy again so she though it wouldn't hurt to lightly use per powers. She put her hand on his arm as she pushed her positive energy into him. This should help relieve him of any negative feelings though for some people the feeling could be a bit overwhelmingly enjoyable. She wasn't thinking of that though she just wanted him to feel better. <br><br>Eleanor looked at him with a sweet smile, <strong>"You seemed a bit upset, feeling better now?"</strong> She really need to start thinking before she spoke. Adell was probably going be confused on how she was able to read that. Her hand continued to rest on his arm but she stopped sending her energy through him. His skin was hot to the touch and hers was cool. She knew sitting next to him that he had a hot soul and she had to admit she enjoyed it the warmth of him. She was so busy admiring that she blushed when she realized how long she had been touching him. <strong>"Oh-um I-I'm sorry."</strong> She went to pulled hand off him clearly embarrassed. She mentally scolded herself, what was wrong with her? She looked away from him embarrassed avoiding eye contact.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladymikochan</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 18:00:16</strong>
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				(http://i1215.photobucket.com/albums/cc516/ladymikochan/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg) (http://s1215.photobucket.com/user/ladymikochan/media/9183ab50-9ed6-4f4c-a9dc-7e9ed449fce8_zps4306d0b8.jpg.html)<br><br><strong>Name:Mitsu Fukui </strong><br><strong>Location:In class at the&nbsp; DWMA</strong><br><strong>Tagged:Zetsuga/Maysaki</strong><br><hr><br>She figured she would have debated longer on wether to laugh at that comment or not.&nbsp; Truthfully, she had started shyly giggling the moment after Zetsuga's comment.&nbsp; Of course she would have realized it might not be too polite to laugh at such a poke, but after a short glance over at Maysaki, she continued to giggle a little bit.&nbsp; Another look, nope still oblivious, a comfort.&nbsp; She shyly shook her head.<br><br>"Oh no...just the sticky notes...yeah I want to exchange these for something that will actually stick to paper.&nbsp; I think these are...um...defective."<br><br>Although she did realize making that comment might open up further jabs and quips, she made it anyway.&nbsp; She seemed to have a serious case of the giggles now.&nbsp; Even she could admit she did not laugh enough, but honestly she did not usually have the right mindset to find anything funny.&nbsp; Once her brother had taken to her to one of the popular comedies, something about two policemen and a detective that was a ghost.&nbsp; The rest of the audience had found it hilarious, but she had sat there during the whole affair and had not laughed once.&nbsp; In fact she believed she had tried to fall asleep but the wild laughter had kept her from doing so.&nbsp; That had been the week before her entrance exam and she was in no mood to laugh.&nbsp; She supposed she might go and try to re-watch it once it was available outside the theaters but probably not.&nbsp; The premise had sounded a little stupid.<br><br>Of course she was here now, having a laughing fit about a few silly comments that started over a bunch of sticky notes.&nbsp; She had not really even noticed how fast Zetsuga put the notes back into the book.&nbsp; The flush that had refused to leave her cheeks had faded a little and she only remained a light pinkish hue from laughing.&nbsp; She took a few deep breaths to collect herself, resting a hand on her stomach which had started to hurt from giggling so hard.&nbsp; Her voice had not raised however, and she still was being relatively quiet.<br><br>A little embarrassed about her perceived loss of control she spoke again, "Sorry...to lose control like that. I...um don't laugh much.&nbsp; What is the term...stick in the...no that's not it...sourpuss...well that does not describe it.&nbsp; I guess I don't have much of a sense of humor. Its um...underused."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 23:10:33</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>location: DWMA classroom<br>tagged: Mitsu Fukui, others noted<br><br>he was going to make another joke about her partner being defective but seeing the laughing fit his first joke put her into he was affraid she would suffocate. He got to the page about the importance of the bond between weapon and meister and he froze. He hated how everyone made it sound essential to have a partner. For Death's sake he already had 17 souls and he didn't have a partner. On that note he didn't see the big deal about eating souls. Sure they were delicious, but he had never felt any difference in strength after eating them. His thoughts then wandered to whether or not you could add a soul to a meal like tacos. His mind wandered like this for a while until he was totally zoned out until Mitsu spoke to him again, breaking his trance-like state. "It's no problem, people tendt not laugh if there isn't anything to laugh about. In fact, before now I haven't smiled for a long time." he then pulled out an orange from his bag an held it on the desk while he turned his spare arm into the blade of a bastard sword and cut it in half, offing one half to Mitsu. "Orange?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 22:24:14</strong>
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				Name: <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br>Location: In class, next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br>Tagged: Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>After receiving Eleanor's touch, Adell couldn't help but feel the jolt of intense pleasure surge through his body. The intensity was as if he'd shoved a metal fork into an electrical outlet. The only reason why he didn't let out a yelp was because most of his body instantly locked up when the feeling shot through him. His face went red as his body adjusted to the feeling and his eyes were wide as saucers. His first instinct was to whip around to the girl to see exactly what it was she was doing, but he couldn't face her with the expression on his face, so he did the best he could do to repair his countenance. He started to recompose himself. All that hard training on self-control really came in handy when in situations like this, though he was so focused on how hard it was to calm himself down, he didn't realize what else slowly started to get hard.<br><br>He heard Eleanor's sweet voice and finally felt comfortable enough to face her. She had such a sweet smile on her face, and her hand was so tender against his muscular arm. He wondered how she knew he was upset. Did he allow those emotions to show? He would need to work on that later. He went to speak, <strong>"Yeah it-"</strong> He froze for just a brief second as he shifted his lower body around in the chair. He felt it. Lower Adell, after being stimulated by the pleasurable energy, was wide awake now and trying to break through the young Meister's clothing. Adell's eyes went wide again and, with a very loud scoot, shoved his chair and lower body as far beneath the desk as he could possibly go; hiding Lower Adell from anyone's sight. <strong>~Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Go away! Go Away!~</strong> He was panicking in his mind, but he found a way to transcribe a huge smile on his face while he faced Eleanor.<br><br><strong>"T-thank you. That really did make me feel better."</strong> He was thinking of all types of horrible things: anything that would scare Lower Adell away. He thought of ice water, torture, naked old people. Anything to scare that bastard into submission. The last thing he needed was his partner thinking he was some kind of pervert. He'd never get anywhere with her then. She just seemed so sweet and pure, and she was really cute. Too cute to be with some pervert who would only think of how curvy and tight her body was; how soft and sexy her skin was... and how...<br><br><strong>~NO! NO! NO!~</strong> That tricky motherfucker was in his head now! He had to ignore it. He had to shut it out completely. Be at peace. He had to be at peace. But how was he supposed to be at peace with such an amazingly sexy, not to mention exotic, partner sitting right next to him, still feeding him that pleasurable energy into him. His eyes happened to glace down at her hand, and instantly she pulled away and apologized. Did she think that's why he was freaking out? Well, it was, but it wasn't her fault!<br><br><strong>"Oh, um... no it's fine. It felt, really nice actually."</strong> Really nice was an understatement, but now without that energy feeding into him, he was able to take his mind of Lower Adell's corruption. <strong>"And it did cheer me up, thanks."</strong> He smirked at her and returned a warm smile. His partner just seemed more and more interesting every second. He was curious to ask if that was one of her witch abilities, but didn't know exactly how to bring up the question without offending her. Not to mention he really wanted to leave class now. They honestly weren't doing anything and he wanted to get to know his partner more.<br><br><strong>"Hey, you wanna get out of this classroom?"</strong> His voice was barely over a whisper as he offered her the proposal. <strong>"It'll just be an introductory lecture, and I could ask my friends about anything we might miss."</strong> He didn't want to come off as a delinquent, but class was definitely not something that held his attention for too long. If he does fall behind, he'll make it up with a remedial mission or two. It was almost impossible to fail the DWMA. If you weren't so goof at class, then do missions. Not much of a fighter, then class is for you. If you were bad at both, suck up to the teachers and help out around the school.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 10:09:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://api.ning.com/files/oTnEM1MiEFxmNYJnSJ9*KZR9YFPr3FIYIp-E8QJTtKiLsu55IYsuVlUb36TxTU1QdswgEG4tLpH7ENRoxh9-DofhIso1GvET/AnimeGothGuy.jpg)</div>Name:Jake wheatly<br>Location: Outside, looking for Lala<br>Tagged: Lala<br><hr><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Lala's post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172348.msg8144240#msg8144240">Quote from: Chasseybaby on 30-04-2013, 09:37:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/aea798e4-e89f-4b18-818f-18542691c014_zps7fe2002c.jpg?t=1367286795)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tila or “Lala”<br><strong>Location:</strong> outside training grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>The grounds were peaceful as the sun was shining over the Death City. The only disturbances was the sound of music coming from the training grounds of the Death Weapon Meister Academy. On further inspection a pink haired girl could be seen listening to her hand held radio while reading a stack of magazines next to her. Her tiny wire rimmed glasses masking her pixie like face as the pout of her lips told that she was deep in thought. She chewed at the end of her blue glittery pen as she marked something off on one of the pages. She tapped the pen to her rosy lips as she read out loud, “Your boyfriend is having a guys' night with his friends. What do you do?... A) Freak out and call him every five seconds, B) Let him have his guy time, you have your own plans. C) Text him once or twice to make sure his ‘okay’.” With a laugh the girl marked answer A and totaled her score. Tila Tachibana otherwise known as Lala hummed along to the Imagine Dragons &nbsp;song &nbsp;(http://youtu.be/eu-xFvLaE68) and tapped her bright pink toes to the beat. Never abide to the school rules the dress code for Lala suffered the same. Her black and plaid mini skirt left nothing to the imagination as her white skin tight tank top hugged her feminine curves in all the right places. Most kids saw her as the baby of the group but she was determined to be seen as more then a little girl to them, especially a certain person she had known since she was fourteen. <br><br>She had ignore the warning bells and had decided to skip the school day and play hooky while the weather was nice. She had herd that the new bounties had been posted that morning but didn’t care too much to check it and found her time more engaged in her own little world. She had just found a quiz that could answer her problem with her so called partner, Jake. Knowing each other for about three years, she couldn’t understand why they had never made a connection that could take them to the next level of their friendship. So finding a quiz about being too clingy to your boyfriend caught her eye and she deiced to try it out. Though some of her answer were a bit outrageous. Recounting her answer did she find the corresponding results to the number she had tallied. “There's nothing wrong with wanting to spend time with your significant other, but there is such a thing as being too clingy! You're totally smothering this guy! Either give him some space or learn to trust him or let him the fuck go! Geeze!” Lala growled and ripped the page out and crumbled it into a ball and tossed it over her shoulder as if it didn’t faze her. “Okay let’s see, next quiz. Are you a crazy bitch when it comes to guys?” Lala grumbled and tore that page out as well and continued to flip through the mag at a leisurely pace. She had spent most of her afternoon outdoors and pulled out a pack of Pocky that her grandmother had sent her and started to suck the chocolate from the cookie. She had wished for Jake to come and hang out with her and make the morning a bit more pleasant with his presents. But she could not find him anywhere that morning and guessed him to be either sleeping or studying in some sercet place she would pull out of him. She didnt like being away from him too long but would never show or tell him that, trying to act tough and hard core in front of her weapon. She pushed the glasses further up her head as the shade of the tree kept most of her body out of the suns rays, though most of her skin was a sun kissed gold. She sighed and let her coral green eyes scan the leaves of the tree, daydreaming about her and Jake one day finally being a couple. She could still remember meeting him and found him to be a bit quiet and conservative, a total opposite to her own hyperactive personality. But they had adapted and Lala had found that she not only respected Jake as her weapon but also found that she had fallen in love with him as well. She had to admit it came on slowly but recently Lala couldnt help but see Jake as a man she wanted to be closer to, but was too scared of loosing him as a friend if it didnt work out. Breaking off the little dream she pulled her glassed back down as the radio turned to another song and she picked up another magazine hopeful about something other then quizzes on if she was crazy for falling in love with her weapon.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><em>"Where could she be?"</em>The American Born redhead was scouting around the campus for his meister, taking a short trip down memory lane as he did so. Three years ago, the emancipated minor that was Jake Wheatly ran off to Japan, and it was there, one rainy evening on his walk home that he saw a girl, who appeared to be a few years younger than him, being cornered off by two older men. she was spunky, and quite a feisty fighter, but she couldn't take them on alone. After helping he fight off the would be trouble makers, they forged a strong friendship. Over time though for him, this started to grow into more than just a friendship for him. He had feelings growing for her. Sometimes it got to the point that the thought of pressing his lips to hers was intoxicating.<br><br>When she expressed a desire to become a death weapon meister, he learned about how that lifestyle worked. It was then he told her that he would be her weapon, no ifs, ands, or buts. The weapon would be a chained short buster sword, the chain&nbsp; cuffed to her wrist, normally this transformation originates from his tie that he normally wears, becoming the chain to the blade as she takes a hold of it. The chain was for him a more intimate addition. he enjoyed being connected to her on so many levels.<br><br>He finally found her, she was doing more of those silly magazine quizzes. He rested his head softly on her shoulder as he rested his hands on her side. He felt comfortable doing this. was it openly flirty? sure it was, but he loved&nbsp; being this close to her. "So what are you up to, playing hookie?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 10:11:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/Rig_zpsbd114cde.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Classroom<br>Tagging: Mostly Roxi<br><hr><br>When Roxi had mentioned that he must've been new, Jack didn't do much more but give his large shoulders a light shrug, cocking his head ever so slightly. "Hit it right on the head. Is it that obvious?" He never quite got an answer to that, but he didn't bother pursuing one either. It didn't really matter after all. After that, the two of them just went back into a silence. She took her place in that seat a chair over, set her backpack down between the two of them, and they both stared forward, seemingly into nothing. His eyes rested squarely at the front of the classroom once again, set at the exact same place they had been when he had first entered the class and taken his seat. <br><br>He was almost content with the silence between the two of them. There was nothing awkward about it in his opinion, and under normal circumstances it would've actually been pretty enjoyable. After all, that was why he'd been okay with this top row seat in the first place, and why he was rather jealous of the pink haired girl's corner seat. However, with&nbsp; this girl sitting beside him, he found himself oddly distracted by her presence. It was that pull once more, the same pull that she was succumbing to, that threatened to "drag her into the poor guys lap". Not that he would've minded. Occasionally, he found his eyes wandering back over in her direction, sometimes looking her over, other times just curiously hovering over her form. It was very, very unlike him to get so caught up in someone, so curious, but for some reason he just felt some need to say something. And that was when he'd finally turned and asked her about herself.<br><br>He didn't necessarily get a friendly answer, but he didn't quite take it as unfriendly either. Like her initial greeting, she probably would've came off as hostile to some of the others, but he let it flow right off him. "I know you're not wearing a badge. If you were, I wouldn't have had to ask about you." He raised a hand and tapped at his temple slightly with his finger. "Duh." With another quick smirk, he leaned back into his chair, slumping comfortably as opposed to the slight tipping Roxi did. "But anyway, who knows. Maybe I just give my weapon their space, hm? Ever thought of that?" He tried hard to keep his face blank and hide his obvious lie. But a muffled chuckle immediately blew his cover, and he let out a light sigh, resting a hand on his neck and tipping it to one side to stretch the muscle. "Alright, alright. I don't have a weapon partner. Haven't met any. Haven't met any other meister's yet either, matter of fact." All this was accompanied with yet another on of his indifferent shrugs as he continued on easing into the seat.<br><br><em>“No worries though, I'm a loner too. So you can hang up here all you want…”</em><br><br>It was hard to keep from smiling at her words. "Heh...well, thanks. Guess us loners have to stick together...eh?" With a nod, he stretched his arms up above his head and let out a long yawn as he shifted back into his old position, looking forward. He was prepared for another less-than-comfortable silence then, but when it came he stared with a bit more boredom in his eyes. He didn't shift his view back to her, either. Not this time, despite that pull that urged him to. It was only at the light sound of her own plastic badge hitting the desk reached him that he did glanced out the corner of his eye. His curiosity gnawing at him, he reached out and pulled the card towards him, lifting it in front of his face to read her own details. <br><br>Roxanna Reed. Roxi. Weapon. The corners of his lips began to lift <br><br>"When you think about it, though, I suppose two loners can't really be loners when they're hanging out together." He turned in his seat once more and extended his hand, offering her badge back to her with a warm smile. "Right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sacrah</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 17:24:57</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jessikah BlackClaw<br><strong>Location:</strong>Entering Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Jessikah did as she always had to survive since the slaughter of her family. Maybe slaughter had been to harsh. Lay to rest perhaps? Either way she still had that memory burned in her mind. And the scars that decorate that agile, and slender pale frame constantly a reminder of what had happened. Closing her eyes she walked into the classroom. She did not need to see where she was going, she smelt, she heard. Her senses matching that of a feline she listened to the babbling voices in the room. And for the moment she kept to her self. <br><br>Making her way to the very back of the classroom in one corner, she sat down. a slender hand, with black painted claws brushed aside her orange part of her bangs before opening her eyes. Revealing a startling emerald shade eyes.It was a rare shade to be truthful. Her black thck lashes only seem to make those point stand out even more. Her ears perked at the sounds around her. Slightly pointed tips. She was a predator amongst the kids. The madness made sure of that as it twisted and rolled beneath her skin, disturbing the tigress in minds eye who rose its large feminine tigress head. And yawned. a sound rolled with that of a growl. a low warning sound. Making her human counter part smirk dainty fangs pressing into her ruby lips.<br><br>She leaned back in her seat and the wall. Watching, observing the other students. Her long shirt, with its v neck line showed off the white pink scar that ran from her left part of her collar bone to under her right breast. Though it disappear under the shirt. Around her midsection was a thick deep purple sash. Keeping the already tight top even tighter before spilling out around her hips it was also sleeve less, nothing more then simple straps over her shoulders.. She wore tight black pants, that disappeared into knee high&nbsp; three inch heels. Did she wanna be here. Not really but were else did she have. and perhaps she can learn more about what she was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 18:49:50</strong>
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				(http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab296/iSugarRush/Hot%20Anime%20Guys/540974.jpg) <strong>Name:</strong> Hiei Barzod<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA<br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br><hr><br>Hiei walked down the long hallway looking for the classroom he was told to report to. With a small frown he wondered about the types of people he would meet and just when he would be able to find someone to pair up with. Because even though he was not nervous about being a new kid at a rather....unique school he could see that many people were walking around obviously paired up. As he rounded a corner and saw the classroom he as assigned to he walked into the babble of noise watching his fellow students. In the back he saw someone else watching and waiting in the far corner. She stood out from everyone else because while people were either chatting to people around them or next to them, she was watching. For some reason he thought about a cat watching something that amused it, maybe it was just his imagination. As he made his to the back intending on introducing himself to at least one person he thought about everything that had lead up to this moment. He had been training for most of his life for this. All the hours, sweat and blood he put into his training. He sometimes wished that he had a normal childhood but a normal childhood would have included having his parents. At least in his eyes that's what it would have included. He intended to become a powerful miester and find out just what happened to his parents. He would find an incredible partner together they would make a great team. At least in his mind this is what he imagined. He passed by a few fairly interesting people but they were either busy or talking though he made a mental note on who he felt were noteworthy people. As he finally made his way towards the girl who he found had startling green eyes like jewels. Judging her height he was about head and shoulders taller than her. He stood before her dressed completely in black.<br><br><em>She's gonna think I'm some depressed freak...</em><br><br>He smirked at his thought before asking the girl sitting before him "Hey my name is Hiei. Nice to meet you, mind if I sit next to you? What's your name?" <br><br>He was wearing black steel toed boots, black pants held by a silver belt, a black shirt under, a black custom trench coat that stopped at his calves, his hands had black gloves with silver studded around his wrist and he had on a studded black bangle around his right hand, the last items he had were his father's sword strapped to his hip and his father's silver cross at his neck. His shaggy black hair got in his way as he watched the girl with one hand he moved it saying "Nice looking claws...." indicating at her hand "How'd you get them like that?" Hiei wondered why he sensed something was different about this girl. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on but he felt something....predatory about her. Maybe it was the way her eyes held him or the feeling he got from her. Her movements were what cause him the most unease. He had spent countless hours studying people and how they move in combat her movements were too graceful, too fluid to be normal. He wondered what her story was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sacrah</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 19:13:27</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jessikah Blackclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Far corner in the class room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Hiei<br><hr><br>Jessikah didn't care whether people approached her or not. She was always more the one who liked to watch, study and fight when she needed to. If she wanted interaction she would make it known to someone. though she would no be rude and ignore someone. Though at the moment she was growing bored with the common chatter. that was until the new kid arrived. Her eyes moved swiftly to him. Watched him. Took him in, and in that she cocked her head as if she found something that sparked her curiosity. She didn't know yet but what she did know. She wasn't sure if she should allow him close enough. But as he approached her she found herself&nbsp; even more curious. Out of all the students in the room he came to her. How odd.<br><br>"I suppose you can, And my name is Jessikah... Jessikah Blackclaw" she spoke softly, her voice holding that natural alluring purr. her eyes watched as he sat. and arched her brow. "you knew here?" She felt as though he was. then again she was pretty new herself. Her claws gently tapped along the desktop. Her eyes quickly roaming over the rest of the class. Before once more settling upon him. though as he asked his question about her claws. She looked down to them.smirking her small dainty fangs peeking out. So he knew not what she was. Well she guess she could enlighten him just a bit.<br><br>"they are natural. they grow to this shape. though I did paint them." she smiled. "Have you never hear of the Black tiger clan??"she asked softly her eyes meeting his. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 04:49:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> Just outside the Academy, waiting for Adell<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor felt a strange shift in Adell, he seemed pleased by her pumping her energy into him but it was strange as if he was in turmoil now because of it. Little did she know the effect her little action had on the male student. If she did Eleanor would certainly be bright red and apologizing non-stop, but the sweet young weapon was too oblivious to notice such things. She only thought the Meister was interested in her as his weapon. She found herself blushing from not only the look in Adell’s eyes, they were a bit clouded with something but she couldn’t figure out what if was. The way he was looking at her didn’t help, he was sending a strange shiver through her that made her heart race and she suddenly felt very hot. He was emitting waves from his body that she didn’t quite understand either. Normally she could figure out anyone’s waves but these were something she had never read before, a feeling she herself had never felt before.<br><br>When she heard Adell’s proposal to ditch class she definitely wasn’t against the idea.&nbsp; She was more than happy to get to spend some alone time with her new partner. A big smile came on her face and replied with whispered excitement, <strong>“I would love to.”</strong> She realized how she excited she had gotten over the simple idea and she blushed what was wrong with her? She sighed internally; she could be such a dork. Then a fun idea came to her mind, <strong>“Let’s have some fun with this.”</strong> She spoke up sprightly though still somewhat quietly as to not draw attention to them. Adell seemed like the type who would find this sort of thing fun, especially with those cocky comments of his. <strong>“How about a little race? I’ll meet you in the front at the bottom of the entrance stairs. Whoever gets there first wins.”</strong> Eleanor smirked and winked cutely at him. <br><br>She picked up her notebook and other things and slid them into her bag. <strong>“Now I hope you agree to it because I have the perfect opportunity to exit right now so I'm going to take it, come with me if you want an easy exit.”</strong> She smiled hoping he did agree.With that she stood up and after tucking her chair. Then she turned away from him and made her way to the front of the class room. Since she was gifted with such unique healing powers she worked and helped out in the School’s Infirmary. This made it so on a regular basis she was pulled out of class for one reason or another. Stein and all the teachers knew this so she could slip out easily. She normally never abused this but it wouldn’t hurt to do it just this once. Her new Meister might prove to be a bad influence, it seems he could just be quite the delinquent after all she just met him, she knew very little about him.<br><br>She quietly made her way out of class after subtlety letting Stein know of her departure. She got the okay and slipped out of the classroom without a problem. Once she made into the hallway and she heard the classroom door close behind her she giggled as she bolted for the finish line. Adell may be the “Hottest” Meister at the DWMA but Eleanor was certainly the fastest. Her witch’s animal made sure of that. Her speed was ridiculous and she never worked out or anything like that. She supposed there were good parts to being a witch but they certainly weren’t worth everything else. She easily made her way to the location she had told him to meet her and she hopped up to sit on the large cement siding to the stairs. She dangled her feet as she sat there with a big grin on her face as she waited for the sight of the fiery red head. She wondered how he would react when he saw she was already there, hoping he would be proud of her. After all, she wanted to appear to be a worthy weapon for him to wield.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 06:01:23</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Going to the Bathroom? (Racing over to Eleanor) <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell grinned when his partner seemed to share his need to escape the classroom. That's when he proposed a little race. He gave a curious look, but this fiery Meister never turned down a challenge. Still, he wondered if she really thought she could beat him. Besides, it would look rather awkward if they just burst into a sprint outside the class. Which reminded him, they first needed to find a reason to get out. But what could that reason be...? That's when she got up. Adell looked up at his partner as she slid her chair in and started down the isle towards the front of the class. She didn't even speak. She just sort of signaled to the teacher, and he allowed her to leave.<br><br><strong>~W-what the?! She's hustling me!~</strong> At first glace, the girl seemed so sweet and innocent. He had no idea she could be so crafty. It sparked his interest. Every moment she just surprises him more and more. But now she was way ahead of him. He had to think fast. His head was whipping left and right. His eyes then locked on to the window closest to him, and it hit him.<br><br><strong>"I HAVE TO USE THE BATHROOM!"</strong> Adell's chair screeched as he stood up with his fist held in the air. He paused for a moment, just to make sure everyone knew what he was going to do, and then he slid the window open, climbed into it, and then jumped out: more than definitely leaving a room full of baffled stares in his wake. Adell <em>thought</em> this would be a great idea. Too bad he didn't think of the fact that they were on the third floor. He was now realizing that after falling for a good minute now with his legs crouched and ready for impact. <strong>~Really didn't think this through!~</strong><br><br>CRASH!<br><br>Dust and smoke wafted beneath him as Adell landed flat on his feet. His body was frozen as he stood there, the ground still shaking beneath his trembling legs. <strong>~Never doing that again...~</strong> His eyes strained with pain, but at the same time, he couldn't stop now. Forcing his legs to wake the hell up, he pushed himself off towards the front of the academy. He'd have to swing a wide arc since now he was on the side of the school. He'd need to curve around the corner, then slide down the steps, and he'd be up front. So as he rounded the corner and saw the stairs, he picked up speed. As he got close, he jumped, then grabbed onto the railing and used it to swing himself around so he could slide down.<br><br>He jumped as he neared the bottom of the steps and tucked into a neat flip before landing... right next to Eleanor. He paused for a moment, and then smirked as he turned to her. <strong>"You... beat me..."</strong> He was actually pretty impressed. Not only was she crafty, but she was fast too. Eleanor was proving to be a truly interesting partner. <strong>"Well... now that we're both here, how about we do some practice."</strong> He then pointed a little towards the left of the school's main entrance. <strong>"We can head over there. It's a lot of space, and nobody ever really walks that way so we'd have some privacy as well."</strong> <br><br>The side courtyard, as he mentioned, was rarely traveled through. Any points of interest on campus could be traveled to much quicker by going through the school's main entrance. The courtyard was surrounded by the campus's main wall and the side of the academy's main building, as well as a beautiful arrangement of trees heavy with a colorful bloom of flower petals. The few students who usually frequented this area used it solely for a quiet place to study either while hidden in the full-bloom of the treetops, or resting in the shade. Adell also used this area as well as his personal dojo. Whether practicing his punches and kicks, or his control over his wavelength, the fiery Meister always seemed to get his best work done in this little enclave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 07:27:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/aea798e4-e89f-4b18-818f-18542691c014_zps7fe2002c.jpg?t=1367286795)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tila or “Lala”<br><strong>Location:</strong> outside training grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake<br><hr>Lala was so engrossed in her magazine, flipping through the articles about how to please your partner in bed and what was hot in fashion that looked like something runway model would wear then normal teenagers. She didn’t notice the person beside her till his head and hand were laying over her like a blanket. She instantly relaxed as she realized it was her best friend and weapon resting against her. She dropped the magazine in her lap, forgotten and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of her partner being close to her. The way his body was warm and hard beside her softer and smaller frame, to the clean fresh smell of him made every bone in her body just melt. Ever since that night in Japan, only Jake could pull this sort of reaction from her. Her hand found his tie instinctively and wrapped the smooth martial around her wrist and hand, in a gentle manner. She could feel his warm breath on her neck as he asked what she was doing, and licks her lips slowly, trying to work the word out of her dry mouth. Jake was known as one of the hottest guy in school and she couldn’t disagree. He was a good foot taller than her with a massive amount of red hair that was soft to the touch. His eyes were deep and she found herself more than once getting lost in them whenever he was scolding her or explaining the random problem in class. But what really grounded her was her soul connection that they shared. The tie in her hand, a reminder of how they were always linked with one another. <br><br>Lala smiled, a genuine one that she only shared with Jake when they were alone. She rubbed the fabric of his tie between her fingers as the wisps of hair from her weapon tickled her nose. Hi hand on her side felt nice, as if he were calming her. His long fingers were spread over her stomach and she wondered what other things they could do besides fight and comfort her. She let the sensual though play in her minds eyes for a moment till it evaporated into what it was, just a dream. Jake would never cross the line between their friendship and she wouldn’t dare loose him as a friend to do so herself. So they were stuck in this openly flirty relationship, which in Lala’s mind was the best thing in her life since she met him. Her little piece of heaven just for her wrapped in a neat red tie. <br><br>She realized she hadnt answered him and slowly opened her chromatic eyes barely seeing the sunny view of the training ground in front of her as she answered. “I was seeing why my personality seems to scare everyone around me, besides you.” She licked her lips again, finding herself doing that a lot with him around. She moved the magazine beside her revealing her bare milky thigh and legs crossed under her. “It seems your too clingy and you need to give me space.” She turned her head and smiled down at him as she teased him playfully. She ran her free hand through his stubborn bangs that hid his jaw dropping eyes from her. “Yes I am playing hookie today, are you here to drag me back to class?” She batted her eyes at him giving him one of her famous pouty face. “Jake… the weather is so nice Stein wont notice us missing for one class…” She knew she would lose this battle, knowing he would protect her even from herself. She let his tie go and crossed her arms over her tight chest giving a little huff. “Well if you wont stay then I am. Youll have to drag me back, cause I refuse to sit in that classroom and listen to Stein go on and on like a freakin psycho path with a teaching degree in crazy.” She looked over to her weapon issuing the challenge, wondering how he would react to her little protest from going to class. It was a normal thing for her to run off and playing hookie, while Jake talked her into coming back and sitting in the hall for class. But today she would put her foot down, not just because she didn’t want to go but she wanted Jake to start treating her as a woman instead of a little girl that he found on the raining streets of Japan long ago. <br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><hr><br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Down the hall – In class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum<br><hr>Roxi was inwardly relieved when Jack didn’t seem too put out at her hostile remark and even let it roll off him like water. She felt bad that she had showed her teeth at him and told herself to be nice. She let a smile slip pass her lips as Jack shot his own sly comeback at her to show he was on to her odd behavior. She watched his body relax and slump in the chair as if he were trying to get comfortable in the rickety plastic chair. She turned her head as he spoke about bring his weapon up and sit next him. Once he said the words, something inside her cracked, not too much to break her but enough that she felt its tiny streaks of pain inside her chest. Jack with someone else? Meistering someone, her alone and cold again up in the back seats, watching them talk and have fun. It felt like someone had cranked the heat down and frost was closing in over her skin as she fought to keep her face as neutral and uncaring as before. She turned to face him when she heard a hushed chuckle from him, and titled her head in confusion. He was shifting in his seat and holding his neck, she watched again hypnotized as he explained he had no weapon and knew of none or meister.&nbsp; Hope bloomed inside her as she turned back to the front of the class with a small smile that made her eyes shine in the low back lights above them. <br><br>When Jack mentioned that loner should stick together did she give a firm nod in agreement. She couldn’t stop herself from turning her head and watching him stretch out before her while yawning then, returning to lay on the desk how she found him. The pull between them wasn’t helping her dirty mind as she pictured sliding over and running her tongue along his neck and nibbling on his earlobe playful. She bet she fit perfectly in his lap his hard chest a puzzle piece to her soft curves. Her hands wanted to roam and explore his chest to feel how soft the texture of his skin was.&nbsp; She would give anything to know what Jack’s lips felt like against her own and bit her lip ring from letting a moan slip free. She could melt under those beautiful brown eyes and could die happy knowing that would have been the last thing she saw. She shook her head, a red flush look on her face as she sat the chair back down on all fours. What, was, wrong, with her? She had never in all her years, had such thoughts of a guy, let alone one she had just met. Letting out a pent up breath did she watch as Jack picked up her badge and read her details. It felt intament again having him touch something of hers and let him know a little bit more about her. She didn’t miss the corner of his mouth arching up as he turned to her. She gave a small laugh and shook her head. “I guess not… I guess will just have to be friends, huh?” Being friends could work for her, couldn’t it? She only hoped her own mind would stop oogling him and focus, they couldn’t be anything but friends, he probably didn’t see her like that.&nbsp; She reached for the badge and let her fingers graze his as a shock ran through her and set every one of her nerves of fire with alertness. She brought the badge back to her scarf and hid it again in its folds, hiding her shaking hand. She turned in her chair and light touched the spot where their fingers had met. She tried not to let show how his touch affected her as she absentmindly stroked the table top with her hands forcing her eyes to remain forward. She could fell the walls she had built to keep other out shake and shift with just him looking at her and she knew without a doubt this man could be the one to either break them down to save her, or hurt her. <br><br>The silence was eating at her again and she laid her head down to rest on her hands which were very warm all of a sudden. She peeked at Jack and wondered what was on his mind. The pull wasn’t as strong now but she could still feel it tugging at her, and for once she wished she could act on them without the fear of what would happen if she did. “So how did you end up here?” she found that she wanted to know more about him and knew the only way would be to talk with one another. She would respect whatever topic he wanted to avoid and would only allow him to know what she wanted him to of herself. Either way her fingers itched to touch him again even if it were only a few seconds more. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 09:40:39</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172348.msg8335192#msg8335192">Quote from: Sacrah on 03-06-2013, 19:13:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Jessikah Blackclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Far corner in the class room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Hiei<br><hr><br>Jessikah didn't care whether people approached her or not. She was always more the one who liked to watch, study and fight when she needed to. If she wanted interaction she would make it known to someone. though she would no be rude and ignore someone. Though at the moment she was growing bored with the common chatter. that was until the new kid arrived. Her eyes moved swiftly to him. Watched him. Took him in, and in that she cocked her head as if she found something that sparked her curiosity. She didn't know yet but what she did know. She wasn't sure if she should allow him close enough. But as he approached her she found herself&nbsp; even more curious. Out of all the students in the room he came to her. How odd.<br><br>"I suppose you can, And my name is Jessikah... Jessikah Blackclaw" she spoke softly, her voice holding that natural alluring purr. her eyes watched as he sat. and arched her brow. "you knew here?" She felt as though he was. then again she was pretty new herself. Her claws gently tapped along the desktop. Her eyes quickly roaming over the rest of the class. Before once more settling upon him. though as he asked his question about her claws. She looked down to them.smirking her small dainty fangs peeking out. So he knew not what she was. Well she guess she could enlighten him just a bit.<br><br>"they are natural. they grow to this shape. though I did paint them." she smiled. "Have you never hear of the Black tiger clan??"she asked softly her eyes meeting his.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Hiei Barzod<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA<br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jessikah<br><hr><br>Hiei's eyebrows went up but other than that he did not show how impressed he was. He nodded "Jessikah Blackclaws huh? Yeah I'm new...that obvious? Maybe I just like to skip class? I don't know much but I have heard a few stories of your legendary clan. So it's true you guys are like...part cat or something? Part tiger? Heard you guys are dangerously fierce in battle...I'd like to see how much of what I did hear is true." <br><br>Hiei met her startling green eyes his own light brown ones. He had learned that her people had been skilled warriors and that they could transform at will into a larger stronger version of a tiger. There was more to this girl than meets the eyes. He smiled amused at how he thought she watched the entire class like an amused cat. He wondered if her beautiful green eyes were a produce of her being a part of that legendary clan or if it was a lucky inheritance from her parents. Hiei leaned against his chair pulling his boots on the desk leaning back slightly. He watched Jessikah as he spoke. He was about head and shoulders taller than her but he had no doubt that she would be a formidable opponent if they sparred. He remembered being told that her people could be wild and feral though...that madness was able to take hold of them easily if they were not careful. He wondered what it would be like to have a curse like that held over your head. It was likely a downer but then maybe it gave you more control over yourself since you would have to be very disciplined in order to keep your sanity in tact. Wanting to get to know Jessikah better and since class did not yet seem to start Hiei asked. <br><br>"So you a meister or a weapon? I'm a meister myself still haven't found a partner....didn't take to anyone at the mass gathering they had for us to find someone...do you have a partner?" Hiei sat back down normally next to her his head resting in one hand as he propped himself up on one elbow. He liked the way her hair had some orange in it her jet black hair clashed well with it. He thought about how he had noticed the way she moved. Her being from the Black tiger clan did explain a lot. He continued to study her as he listened to her answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>07-06-2013, 05:09:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> The courtyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> With Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor giggled at the handsome red head’s reaction upon arriving looking shocked as ever. <strong>“Why yes, yes I did.”</strong> She couldn’t help but feel a rush of glee at surprising him and the waves that were rolling of him only confirmed it.&nbsp; She hopped off the railing, <strong>“Sounds like a plan, I’ll be honest I’m not sure what practicing with a partner involves.”</strong> She looked at him as she bit her lip with an awkward smile. She felt bad because she really didn't train or workout as much as other students. She had a naturally tight physic, she had the metabolism of a Hummingbird after all. <br><br>The quirky witch followed her partner to the area he directed them towards. She loved this courtyard, it was so filled with flowers and beautiful. Just as one would suspect she loved flowers. she walked over to the flowers she bent over to cup a not yet bloomed blossom and as she did it open up to life. Her touch had the habit of doing that. She smiled as the it did and rubbed her thumb softly over of it's petals. She then remembered she was with someone who was probably watching her and very confused. Then turning her head to look to Adell, <strong>"I-I really love flowers and well...they like me as well."</strong> A embarrassed pink tint rising to her pale cheeks.<br><br>Eleanor actually lived above a flower shop and worked there part-time outside of school. This helped lower her rent and she enjoyed helping the kind woman who owned the shop. Since Eleanor had started helping she magical touch (Both literal and not) had really boosted sales. The bouquets Eleanor created were the talk of the town, luckily Lord Death decided that it was best to keep the fact that she was a witch a secret to those who were not apart of the DWMA. He said it would only cause unnecessary troubles.<br><br>It didn't take long before a few of humming birds flew up and around her. She lost her balance and tipped over falling on the ground from the sweet little birds bombarded her. She just giggled though, <strong>"Well I see I was missed."</strong> She then moved so she was sitting on her knees. Her hand came up infront of her and she extended her finger, one of the hummingbird quickly went to perch on her finger, <strong>"Or is it that you all were hungry as usually?"</strong> With her other hand she gently pet the tiny bird with her thumb. <br><br>The girl was so easily distracted she once again realized how strange this latest scene looked. <strong>"I should probably explain well you know how I'm a witch? And all witch's have an animal theme? Well mine is Hummingbirds."</strong>&nbsp; She scratched the back of her neck, why did she have to be so damn awkward and weird. Maybe she really would only ever be a freak just like everyone said. Once of the the humming bird s flew up to Adell, puffing out his chest defensively. Eleanor stood up with a humored shake of her head and walked over closely to Adell. She put her hand in front over the irritated hummingbird, <strong>"Now stop that, he is a friend so be nice."</strong> She looked to Adell with a smiled, <strong>"Sorry they can get a bit defensive over me, especially him. That little guy can be feisty."</strong> The one she was speaking of quickly flew over to the flowers with a pout.<br><br>Now they would probably return to what they were talking about, Eleanor had a terrible case of ADD. <strong>"Well back to the talk of practicing, I'm don't really spar since I don't like attacking others but I am quite the skilled dodger."</strong> She grinned before she processed what she had just said to her partner. Now she just wanted to smack herself in the face. A skilled dodger? Was that even a thing!? Oh god he was going to think she was the lamest weapon ever! <strong>"I mean er... I'm fast really fast., people usually can't land a hit on me."</strong> A hand came up in an attempt to hide her face in embarrassment but only really covered her cheeks. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 02:56:01</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the courtyard with Eleanor <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> The girl's quirkiness honestly made Adell feel more comfortable and at ease. He felt like she was just being herself, which made him feel as though he could do the same without being judged by anybody. Even still, he couldn't help but maintain a friendly smirk. It wasn't as easy for Adell to just be himself. It was one of those things where everybody around you expects you to act one way, so you kind of just go with it. That's how the fiery Meister was raised anyway. Always being told to calm down. Never being able to bond with others because his natural wavelength was too chaotic. Just being himself isn't exactly something that comes so naturally anymore.<br><br>Still, he really appreciated Eleanor being so free, just like the little hummingbirds that flew around her. <strong>~So she's a Hummingbird witch? That explains the wings from earlier.~</strong> His smirk turned into a blank stare, however, when she said that she was a skilled dodger. He was desperately trying not to laugh, but he couldn't help letting some of the giggles slip through. <strong>"Don't worry. I understand what you're saying."</strong> Finally, after letting a few of his chuckles out, he was able to recompose himself. <strong>"Besides, I can't see myself throwing punches at you. Just doesn't seem cool."</strong> He couldn't help but give the girl's slim physique a quick look-over. <br><br>Damn she was hot.<br><br>Aside from her curvy figure and voluptuous body, what really attracted Adell to her was her insanely long hair. He didn't know why, but it was just so unique. He'd never seen anything like it. Maybe it was the uniqueness of it that piqued his interest, but it stood out so much to him that he couldn't help but be drawn in. The two of them were alone; separated for pretty much everyone. The young Meister had to make a quick decision: should he be a responsible partner and stick to training, or should he take the moment to flirt with the girl? He really wanted to practice with her, but at the same time, she was really fucking cute. The last thing he needed was to not take a chance, and then Playboy, or somebody else try to compete for her attention. How awkward would that be? His partner dating somebody else. <strong>~Wait, what the hell am I thinking about?~</strong> This was supposed to be a training session, not a teen drama. He lowered his head a bit and rubbed the back of his neck nervously, then he looked back up with a big smile. <strong>"How about we start simply with you transforming into your weapon form. I'll try and wield you and we'll start there."</strong><br><br>He may have seemed calm and collected on the outside, but on the inside he was becoming really tense. He'd made it this far with three others before her. None of them vibed with him as well as Eleanor, but it would take more than just a sweet smile and a quirky attitude to resonate with his wavelength. <strong>"What do you say? Wanna give it a shot?"</strong> He held his gloved hand out to her as if waiting for her to take hold of it and transform. He gave a calm smile as he looked the witch deeply in her eyes. He had to concentrate and keep his wavelength steady. If he got too excited, it would heat up to the point where it was literally unbearable.<br><br>He didn't realize that Eleanor had already felt his wavelength back when she touched his arm in the classroom. To her, his fire would be warm and inviting. Not at all overbearing or dangerous. It would be comfortable to a witch like herself, and strengthening to her weapon side. All she had to do was transform, and all he had to do was not panic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 10:12:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> The courtyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> With Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor caught him containing a chuckle at her dumb sounding statement and she felt herself wanting to crawl under a rock. But was relieved when she heard him understand what she meant. <strong>"Thanks, I'm sorry sometimes when I talk I can sound really stupid, things just slip out...especially when I'm nervous."</strong> She let out a relieved sigh, then she realized what she had said. <strong>"I mean not that I'm nervous..I just I um...I'm going to stop talking now. I'm sorry."</strong> Gosh every time she though she couldn't say anything more stupid she goes and proves herself wrong. <br><br>She wouldn't be so nervous if he wasn't so darn handsome. That smile of his and that confident attitude he was too charming. She felt herself blushing as she observed hiim. What she didn't know is that she wore her thoughts and feeling on her face easily. She felt her heart skip a beat as she locked eyes with the fiery red head's pools of blue. She quickly had to pull her gaze away. She lifted her drink up to her before bringing the straw to her full lips and sipping up the sweet liquid, avoid his eyes. What was wrong with her? She had never been so flustered around a guy. <br><br>When she heard him say he couldn't hit her it made her smile, he was sweet to say that. She shrugged her shoulders before her right hand went to rub the back of her neck, <strong>"A lot of students at our school generally throw things at me whether it's fists or books, sometimes during training class sometimes not."</strong> She stated in a matter fact way as she sipped her sugar water. That sad statement didn't even bother her anymore since she was so used to it. She then smiled, <strong>"But more importantly, we should make a game of it or something, like I bet that you can't land a hit or touch me and you can bet you can. We could call it training or practice or something if that'll make you feel better."</strong> She giggled and then put her school bag down so it was leaning against a tree. Then closing the cap on her drink and placing it down as well. <br><br>Eleanor then stood straight up and clapped her hands together with a smile, <strong>"Alright let's get to it."</strong> She closed her eyes and suddenly her wings appeared and out from the feathers showed the blades of her weapon. The soft blue-green glow of light emitted from her before she then took on her weapon form. Two gunblades replace her that fit perfectly into Adell's hands. Eleanor had gotten a slight feel for his soul back in the classroom but it wasn't until now she got to feel the amazing intensity and fire that was his soul. She felt the pleasurable warmth that his soul and before she realized it a gasp escaped her. She quickly blushed and apologized, <strong>"S-sorry but your soul is just..well it's wonderful."</strong> She had never been wielded by anyone before, but this..this felt so natural. She felt herself even more energized than usual and she thought that was impossible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 11:11:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the courtyard with Eleanor <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> There was something comforting about Eleanor's personality. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he couldn't help but like it. He smirked, but then she said "Let's get to it!" and his nerves locked up. First, the tattoos on her back folded away from her skin and began to glow with a magical light before vibrating to life and lifting her a few inches from the ground. Then, the rest of her body began to glow as well. Adell's eyes were in awe as he watched his partner's transformation. Sure, he'd seen a few people transform, but the way the light encompassed her body gave her an angelic aura the likes of which he's never seen before.<br><br>That beautiful light that entranced him so completely engulfed the girl, shrinking her down to a size that would easily fit into his hands before the beam of light lassoed its way into his grip. He could feel the energy as it latched on to his soul and materialized in his hands. In a flash, two handguns spawned from this immaculate light and were held effortlessly by the Meister. The weapons felt so lightweight and were very sleek in design. He noted the color pattern, instead of being bright blues and pinks, which would more represent the girl who he formed a partnership with, was more of a mix of metallic silver, black and red.<br><br>The color seemed to give the gun a much more powerful appearance, and he couldn't help but notice how it seemed to fold in on itself. That's when, in his mind, he projected the picture of the guns unfolding into sharp sword blades twice times the size of the handguns in length. He took a short moment in awed silence just staring at the weapons in his hands. He could barely begin to express the bewilderment or the excitement that welled up in his spirit.<br><br>And that's when it hit him.<br><br>She wasn't screaming. Her soul wasn't pushing back against his. She wasn't trying to return to her human form. He was utterly shocked to feel no turmoil in his partner's wavelength. It was like a second soul nestled closely to his heart. Then she even complimented him, saying his soul felt wonderful. But, he was so distracted by the beauty of the guns he held in his hands that he forgot to properly regulate his wavelength. At the moment, it went untamed and unhindered. It was natural flowing through the both of their souls. This was his natural wavelength: the one he spent so much time training to control so that when he did find a suitable partner, he would be able to protect them from it.<br><br>But Eleanor needed no protection.<br><br>Was this what it felt like? Being accepted solely for who he was on the deepest level. Was this how it felt to find the one person out of millions who seemed to be made just to be by your side. Adell couldn't help but feel the strong urge to always hold this girl close to his heart; to always protect the one who was made just for him. He clenched on to the dual handguns tightly, his wavelength heating up as he did so, and he took a moment of silence just to appreciate the bond he'd just formed with Eleanor. She was truly a remarkable weapon. <strong>"You're... handguns, but I feel like there's something more. Like, you can also switch into swords as well."</strong> He didn't want to be wrong and sound stupid, but at the same time, he felt like he was right. If he was, his excitement would only grow.<br><br>Adell took aim at a nearby tree, though he was hesitant to pull the trigger of the new weapons. He wondered how this would work. He wondered if she used bullets, or some type of energy. <strong>~That's it!~</strong> He figured it out in that quick moment. His eyes closed and he concentrated. Thankfully, all that practice with controlling his wavelength started to come in handy. He focused the flow of his soul's energy towards his hands and fed it directly into the guns. He could feel his energy fueling the weapons in his hands and, just when the energy was at its peak, he pulled the triggers to see if his crimson wavelength would be fired from the barrels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 19:48:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/Rig_zpsbd114cde.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Classroom<br>Tagging: Roxi Reed<br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>"When you think about it, though, I suppose two loners can't really be loners when they're hanging out together...Right?"<br><br>“I guess not… I guess will just have to be friends, huh?”</em></span><br><br>"Friends...Partners...We'll see how it goes." His curved lips widened further, though he did think himself rather intrusive at that moment. He wasn't sure if Roxi was even interested in becoming his partner. She, like himself, seemed to keep to herself, and though he wasn't sure what her reasons for doing so were, he would certainly respect them. However, he was undoubtedly interested in her, even if it didn't show. After watching the forming of the partnership that'd came into being just a few seats down, he was under the false assumption that partnerships were easy to form. After all, nobody had taught him about the compatibility of souls, save for a few words from his father.<br><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><em>"You and your weapon'll need to be on the same wavelength, ya heard me? How would you work together if you weren't?!"</em></span><br><br>Jack had foolishly agreed with his father then, and his father had simply thought that his son understood what he was saying. But Jack had taken the words completely wrong. He had thought that he meant the same <em>emotional</em> wavelength, same <em>mental</em> wavelength. That it was one-hundred percent essential he and his weapon related. And watching the two a few seats down only supported this false assumption. But, that was why he was attending the DMWA. To learn about the Soul, become more attuned with his own and do his part in the school. He wasn't so convinced at first, but now that he was here, he was ready.<br><br><em>"I HAVE TO USE THE BATHROOM!"</em><br><br>He hadn't quite noticed the pink haired student, Eleanor if he'd heard right, rise from her seat and begin making her way down the stairs. After all, he had been quite distracted by the scarf-clad student a seat down. However, when Eleanor's fiery Meister partner so grandly and so suddenly announced that he was going to the bathroom, Jack jumped at the sudden yell and cringed in annoyance as he slowly turned his head in Adell's direction and watched him climb out of the window. His eyes widened slightly, but soon narrowed as he looked back to Roxi with annoyed expression. "...That guy knows this is the third floor, right" He sighed softly and shook his head. <em>Asshat.</em><br><br>After all was said and done, he'd set the ID badge back in Roxi's hand, his eyes momentarily widening as their fingers grazed and sent a shock through the two of them. It was similar to the very first time he'd tapped into his own wavelength, but much different. When his fist had collided that...thing he'd fought, it was like a violent explosion at the tips of his knuckles. This, however, was something he hadn't felt then, something warm and tingly that traveled into his very core. He didn't turn away like Roxi had. Instead, he played the feeling off, letting his widened eyes shut a moment as he closed his hand and set it in his pocket. When he'd opened his eyes once more, Roxi was looking his way, with her head resting on her hands.<br><br>"How'd I get here..." He repeated to himself, propping his chin up on his hand, anchoring his elbow on his desk. "The short version? I moved here from out of town town...I'll save the long version for another time." He said with smile. "Like outside of class...Maybe we could get together when you're free? 'Cuz I'd like to talk a bit more myself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 10:56:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> The courtyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> With Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor was in awe of the beauty that was his blazing soul, the fire was intense and passionate it fueled and filled her like nothing had ever done before. She felt safe in his hands, both literally and not. She knew instantly she never wanted to leave his side. She would stand by his side as his weapon and protect him in any way she could. The way their souls connected was so intense and like a some kind of high. She had never felt so in sync with anyone her entire life, this was right, every part of this was felt right. He was meant to be her Meister it was undeniable and she felt the way his soul accepted hers their was no doubt that he knew it as well. <br><br>Then she felt him pull her triggers and gasped as she felt his soul travel through her as felt herself fire bullets made up of his fiery soul. She was just as surprised as him to find out. No one had ever wielded her before let alone fired her. His hot soul piercing hers was exhilarating. She watched has the bullet hit the tree cutting through it like a hot knife to butter. What Eleanor didn't know what that her being a witch did effect her in weapon mode and along with her Meister as well. Her constantly flowing energy was easily being poured and absorbed into Adell's soul causing an insane amount of energy to course through his body. The redhead was probably now overflowing with energy, which at first would be great but quickly it would be overwhelming and realize he had barely any control over it. Though neither of them knew that he would handle it better than any other Meister will have.<br><br>When he mentioned her being more then a gun she was completely shocked, <strong>"Y-you can see it too!?"</strong> When Sid was helping her fully understand her weapon form she told him that she could visualize the swords and her told her that if she was already guns that is was highly unlikely. She tried to form into what she saw but it wouldn't happen, so she wrote it off. But Adell saw it, he could see what she she was saw. With out her even trying to suddenly the guns shifted and after the clicking gears and metal shift there were now fully extended swords. Just as she had pictured it. <strong>"Adell you are amazing!"</strong> She was bursting with enthusiasm and admiration for her Meister. He was amazing, he had be the best thing to ever happen to her.<br><br><strong>{{</strong> The way the Guns form into a swords (http://images.wikia.com/finalfantasy/images/archive/4/41/20100902033427!Blaze_Edge_transform.jpg) <strong>}}</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>11-06-2013, 20:07:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the courtyard with Eleanor <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> As the guns in Adell's hands began to morph into something different, he relaxed his stance and held his hands to his waist. When the swords formed, the blades would be pointing out to his sides, away from him. He looked between the two in a numb nostalgia. This whole situation seemed unreal. Not only had he found a partner, but one who was also half-witch. Add on to that the fact that she is the only one out of three attempts who can perfectly sync with his wavelength, and even better: she has <span class="bbc_u">two</span> weapon forms! But the best part of all; she was uber-fucking cute.<br><br>Maybe it was the rush of overwhelming energy suddenly pulsing through his body. Maybe it was the stunning realization that he'd finally accomplished one of his biggest goals. Whatever it was, Adell was high off this energy. His body, his mind; everything felt weightless and surreal like a vision of what life would be like if everything was perfect.&nbsp; If this was a dream, he hoped to die in his sleep so that he'd never have to wake. That's when he heard his partner's praise. She called him amazing. A confident smirk formed on his young face as he gripped the swords, then took a strong dual-wielding stance with his right arm pulled back and his off-hand pointing out. After balancing his stance, he took a step forward and walked into a smooth twist while swinging the blades through the air in a horizontal circle.<br><br>He ended his spin facing in the opposite direction and was amazed at how lightweight and balanced the blades were, regardless of their shape and fearsome craft. Everything just felt so right. There was an overwhelming amount of energy flowing through his body like a broken levy sending thousands of tons of ocean water surging through his soul. His body shook from the seizure of power and, like a drug, induced a euphoric state in which he felt completely invincible. Everything just felt so good; the wind against his hot skin, the embrace of souls the two partners shared was strong and passionate. He could literally feel Eleanor pressing against him.<br><br>Using the blades, he gave another practice swing, but this one had much more power behind it than the last, and the blades whistled as they severed through streams of air. The world seemed to move slower than normal, and Adell felt like he moved faster than normal. He'd never felt such an amazing sensation of the senses. The feeling only increased as time passed and he felt a numbing pain begin to develop in his head. <strong>~I think... I need a break...~</strong> He smirked as he relaxed his stance. His eyes closed and he began concentrating on controlling his wavelength. He needed to adjust his output as best as he could to match her input. If he didn't he feared he might pop like a water balloon. <strong>"Alright, Eleanor. I think this is good enough for now."</strong> He couldn't tell if the witch was feeling the same strain of energy as he was, but he figured it'd be best to play it safe and call it quits for now.<br><br>Adell held the weapons out in front of himself so it wouldn't be too awkward for the girl to change back to her human self. A grin spread across his face as he thought of the amazing feeling he just experienced. While wielding Eleanor, he felt stronger than ever before: like he could reach up and tear the heavens down to earth. With her by his side, he felt like anything was possible. <strong>~I shouldn't get too ahead of myself.~</strong> He laughed inward at himself as he pushed away the image of him standing on top of a mountain of slain enemies with Eleanor's soft arms wrapped around him in a seductive embrace. <br><br>He had a stupid grin on his face. Now that would be one helluva day. Regardless, he knew he needed to practice and train hard to ever accomplish such a goal. That's when it hit him: he <em>really</em> needed to practice. Adell specialized in hand-to-hand combat, not swords or guns. Though he's had some training in swordplay, it was with a single blade, and not two. On top of that, the only gun practice he's ever had was using his fingers to mimic old western cowboys in movies when he was a kid. This was going to be a lot of work.<br><br>He laughed out loud as he thought about it. Not only would he have to focus on strengthening himself, but he'd also have to assist his new partner in learning about herself as well. Adell's never trained with another person before. Let alone a girl. This really was going to be a challenge. Oh well... good thing he really likes challenges. <strong>"Alright!"</strong> Some of the witch's energy lingered in his soul, which gave him an added boost to his already fiery spirit. <strong>"I think today was a definite success. So now that we know that we can sync with each other, our next goal should be maintaining the bond for a longer duration."</strong> He then got an embarrassed smile on his face as he admitted to her, <strong>"All this time it's been my wavelength that's overwhelming to others. Never thought I'd find someone whose wavelength was even stronger than mine."</strong> He smiled at the girl, then clenched a tight fist before announcing, <strong>"When I become as strong as you, you'll be a Death Scythe in no time."</strong><br><br>The Meister didn't want his time with her to end, but he couldn't continue training with her just yet. He needed to rest and recharge. Her soul was definitely more than he was ready for, and it tool a lot out of him to just stay on his feet. But, if it wasn't training, then what could they do together? What do normal teenagers do when they want to spend time together. The first thought that popped into his head was a very adult scene of the pink-haired girl on top of him, kissing him and, at the same time, stripping out of her own clothing.<br><br>His face turned as red as his hair and he quickly looked away. <strong>~BESIDES THAT!~</strong> He thought hard for a moment, and then got an idea. His mood suddenly shifted to its normal calm and relaxed state as he turned back to the girl with a confident smirk. <strong>"How about we get some ice cream while we kill time. It'll give us a chance to get more acquainted as well."</strong> Who doesn't like Ice cream? Nobody that Adell knows. This was perfect. Now he could take a break from training, not have to go back to class, and spend more time with Eleanor. Things were really looking good. He hoped she'd say yes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>12-06-2013, 20:06:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Down the hall – In class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum<br><hr><br>Roxi chucked to herself as Jack he smiled at her and tested the subject of partners to her. She wondered if he would be a good partner for her. They were very common when it came to social skills and she had to admit sitting with him felt comfortable and a bit, well, right. She knew it was more then just finding a partner and saying ‘Hey let battle together,’ there were wavelengths that needed to be met, if they were compatible with one another to fight well together. She didn’t know if her could handle her raw power and her be able to control what he dealt through her. She watched him as he observed the students below them and wished a peek into his mind, to see what he thought of her and the students around them. Her eyes tore away from Jack and down to the couple below them and back up to him again. She noticed him eyeing the pretty pink weapon and tried to hide the pain that was creeping into her. Maybe that was the type of person he was more in tuned with. She watched the meister yell that he needed to use the bathroom and started to jump out the window. She sighed and rolled her eyes, and turned at Jack remark. She shook her head, “If you think that is weird wait till you meet our teacher. And just to be forewarned if he asks for a volunteer, for the love of all that is good DO NOT raise your hand.” She was serious and turned back around in her seat, she didn’t mean to sound so grumpy but the fact he was looking at other girls after flirting with her, and yes she counted it as flirty, she was a little less annoyed. <br><br>But as she watched his reaction to her touch did her earlier hurt vanish and replaced with an urge to touch him again to see the expression bloom across his face again. Her full body was totally aware of his. For a few seconds she just stared at him, her abdomen twisted into knots and her pulse quickened. Her skin prickled as she tucked a stray hair behind her ear and moistened her suddenly dry lips. The feeling had her unnerving and excited. She crossed her arms over her chest and bit her lipring. Her skin tingled from the magnetic pull between them. She peeled her gaze off him in the hope the instant attraction was nothing but a figment of her imagination. Yet she couldn’t explain the sudden ache between her thighs or the pebbling of her hard nipples beneath her tight green top. <br><br>Roxi was pulled out of her bodily sudden needs as he started to speak and found even his voice a sudden turn on. It was low and hoarse, bedroom voice her mind echoed. She found it hard to swallow or even breathe as if the air in the room had been vacuumed out. She suddenly found some sense and worked her mouth as words spill out. “Sure I would like that too.” She played with her drumsticks and gave a smile at him. “How about we grab some lunch later? It food here is pretty decent at times, or we could meet up later and snag a slice of pizza somewhere?” She felt weird asking him out, but he had asked first, she just wanted to get to know him better, alone. Suddenly she was hating the chair between them, brushing his fingers early caused something in her and she wanted to feel it again, it was pretty hard to accidently brush up against a person if he were a few feet between them.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>13-06-2013, 11:08:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> The courtyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> With Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor agreed with him, she needed to get out of weapon form she wasn't feeling right. The weapons&nbsp; became just glowing masses before reforming into the shaped on her and slowly becoming fading till they completely dissipated and all that was let was Eleanor. Though because she wasn't too use to transforming Eleanor ended up much closed to Adell than she had meant to. She had ended up right up against Adell her body pressed up against his and her face no more than a couple of inches before his. Without thinking straight she lost herself in their intimate postion and leaned into his warmth. <br><br>In her sweet innocence she blushed for how strange her action was, he must think she was so odd. She moved away from Adell, an obvious blush on her face. She quickly tried to move on from her embarrassing moment with him. After all they had just had such a beautiful moment as Meister and Weapon, not that their closeness didn't also have a wonderful beauty to it as well.She then listened to him as he instructed her on what they would work on. She smiled her perky smile and her voice filled with even more excitement. <strong>"Aye Aye Captain,"</strong> She winked cutely to him.<br><br>The young weapon heard her Meister heard him tell he why he did not have a partner and she felt her heart swell at his confession and the declaration. She took his clenched fist in her hands and held it to herself genuinely. He had said she was had&nbsp; powerful soul that even surpassed his own she was shocked and so complimented, but she did not see what he saw. <strong>"A weapon is only as strong as their Meister and my soul is only strong because you are the one wielding me."</strong> She believed entirely that her strength only shown because he was in her life now. <br><br>She knew that he was meant to be her partner, without him there was no way her soul would shine so brightly. <strong>"If it wasn't for you I would have never been able to prove I did have a sword form. You are a amazing and I wouldn't want anyone else as my Meister."</strong> He was such a kind and passionate person. She was surprised someone like him was insecure about his soul. To her his soul was magnificent, a fiery orb of passion and warmth. <strong>"I just hope I can be as strong as you and be the weapon you deserve,"</strong> She squeezed his hand lightly.<br><br>When he suggested they could get ice cream and get to know one another she was more than up for it. She enjoyed sweet things but more importantly she enjoyed him. <strong>"I would love to,"</strong> She still had his hand in hers and she lowering back down but she didn't let go, so she was holding hands with him. When she realized she was still holding hands with him she blushed and went to let go, <strong>"S-Sorry."</strong> Why was she so strange? She hoped he didn't mind how she could be so affectionate she was with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>13-06-2013, 11:42:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/136b3636-f240-4e32-95be-3a4eb48eec8f_zps75fde6a4.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Classroom<br>Tagging: Roxi Reed<br><hr><br>"Well, great. It's a date then."He answered in that voice of his, that odd mixture of gruff and smooth that made him sound cool and calm as he further tested the waters of this new relationship. Jack masked an wide inward grin with a warm, relaxed smile. Maybe it wasn't a proper date, maybe it was, but either way he was glad that Roxi was down for it and was already looking forward to it himself. He had no preconceived notions of what should come out of this, but he hoped rather strongly that something would spark between them. A weapon partnership would be fantastic! After all, there was no way he could move very far forward in this school without a weapon partner. But that wasn't his sole reason for asking her on this date, not at all. Maybe it could result in the blooming of a strong friendship between the two, or maybe something a little more than that would come out of it. Her presence didn't quite effect him in as profound a way as his did her, but that pull, that strong, pleasant attraction still tugged at him, and he couldn't help but entertain thoughts of a <em>stronger</em> relationship between them.<br><br>When Roxi warned him about Professor Stein and turned away from him, Jack only shrugged as he looked her way. He couldn't help but treat himself just one more little peek at her, this time letting her appearance sink in a bit more than he had previously allowed. Ignoring her more striking features, the electric blue and black hair and flowing pink scarf (which he still found ridiculously cool), he took note of the otherwise dark colors of her outfit as his gaze began to wander her shapely form. His eyes traveled slowly along her curves, showed off by her formfitting black jeans. His cheeks darkened into the slightest shade of red as his view shifted from her hips, up to her green and black sweater-like top, which teased him with a thin slit that just barely exposed a bit of cleavage. When his view brushed over her plump, pink lips and back up to her eyes, he swallowed and shifted in his seat a little as well, quietly clearing his throat as he forced several images from his head and tried to focus on the situation at hand.<br><br>A spot for her in his lap was beginning to sound better with ever passing minute.<br><br>"Pizza sounds pretty good, actually..." He absently muttered, looking her way out the corner of his eye. "First year student. I'm required to spend this year in the dorms. I'll have plenty of opportunities to try out the food here, ya know? So, let's go with the Pizza..." &nbsp;He flashed a smile her way, though his expression neutralized as his eyes slowly wandered away from her and towards the empty front of the classroom. The eager thoughts of their little date were beginning to stir up a little doubt in him. His mind went back to Adelle and Eleanor, the forming of their partnership. They had declared themselves partners and then ran off...but the more he thought about it, the more questions he had. <em>There's no way.</em> He thought. <em>There's no way it's that easy.</em> He didn't know for sure, but something told him this wasn't going to be so simple. His eyes moved back over to Roxi, looking over her with more of that curiosity that had been rolling around inside him for some time now. <em>There's gotta be more to it...right?<br></em><br>"Hey, Roxanna...er...Roxi...whichever you're cool with, eheheh..." His voice somehow seemed even lower now, distant as he rummaged through his own thoughts. "Weapon and Meister partnerships...it's not just a verbal thing, is it? I mean....it can't be as simple as those two made it look. Those two that left..."<br><br>"....and what's so bad about volunteering in this class? Professor Stein doesn't seem like such a nasty dude..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>14-06-2013, 10:12:35</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Out for Icecream. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> It was easy to see that Eleanor was a very nurturing person. The red-head wasn't use to such affection and was stunned by her kind words. He smirked at the girl,and gave her an approving nod. It seemed she shared his determination to get stronger and better understand one's self. He appreciated her comments. Normally, Adell would just assume words such as those were just empty fluff used to boost someone's confidence, but he felt like when Eleanor spoke, she meant every single word she uttered. Maybe it was something in those eyes of hers. Maybe it was the tiny connection to her he felt when she grasped his hand. Whatever it was, it felt honest.<br><br>When she realized she was still holding on to him, she had a miniature panic attack, and he couldn't help but laugh at her a bit. Again, he wasn't teasing, but she was just so entertaining to have around. Mostly because Adell felt just as quirky and socially awkward on the inside as she was on the outside. He didn't like big crowds or a lot of attention. He can be very harsh on himself and self-conscious as well. The only difference is that he's always been raised in an environment where such feelings and emotions would get you nowhere. For him, showing your true feelings and emotions is a good way to get yourself laughed at and teased. Still, he would never tease another for such free expression. He kind of envied her actually.<br><br><strong>"Its fine, really."</strong> He smiled at the girl as he took a more relaxed stance. <strong>"Now how about we go get that Ice cream? My treat."</strong> It was always the gentleman's responsibility to pay when out with a lady. Luckily for Adell, his family was very well-off, which meant he always had some extra cash on hand. The red-head turned to exit campus and make his way towards town. He gestured for his partner to follow close behind as he exited the courtyard and went off in search of one of god's greatest creations. <br><br>Death City was actually a pretty lively place. It was around noon now, so a lot of the day-workers were out on their lunch breaks, which just added to the people traffic along the shopping district. It was a lovely area with a touch of old-English that was accented by the cobblestone streets, outside market stalls, and various merchants shouting out a pitch for their Big Catch or Homegrown Delicacies. It may have been loud during this time of the day, but at the same time, it was a refreshing burst of energy.<br><br>Adell was leading his partner towards the Ice cream shop, which had an outside sitting area around the entrance to the store. A few people were taking up the outside tables. They sat under umbrellas with their lunch, eating and chatting away in their afternoon clothes. The young Meister walked into the sitting area, then straight through to the front door. He gently pushed open the door to the medium-sized store and politely held it open for his partner. The interior of the building was brightly lit, yet not too harsh on the eyes. Pictures of deliciously fancy ice cream sundaes, smoothies, and milkshakes adorned the walls. There were a few people sitting at some of the booths inside the store, and only a couple already in line.<br><br><strong>"You can have whatever you like. No worries."</strong> He smiled at his partner, then turned towards the front menu and looked over the options. <strong>"Now do I want a milkshake or an ice cream cone? Too many options."</strong> With a cliched thinking stance, the young Meister took a moment to mull over his options before finally coming to a decision. <strong>"I think I'll go for a vanilla cone. Gonna be boring today."</strong> He then turned towards his partner to check in with her if she had any questions or decided what she wanted.<br><br>Looking around, he noticed a few eyes glancing over at the two of them every now and then. At first he wondered why they would be attracting attention, but then he realized they were two teenagers, a boy and a girl, out together getting ice cream. To the outside world, this most definitely would have looked like a date. That awkward feeling started itching at Adell when he thought about it. <strong>~Does this count as a date? Does she think it's a date? But we just met. Besides, Ice cream is more like a casual outing, right?~</strong> Try as he might, that awkward feeling still lingered. He sighed, then decided thinking about it would only complicate things. <strong>~Just go with it, Adell. If she's having fun, that's all that matters.~</strong> He smirked, then relaxed a bit. That's what a cool guy would do, right? Totally.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 18:26:51</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> In class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum<br><hr><br>Roxi’s happiness bubbled up into her smile as he agreed to go out with her. A date. Then the question pop into her head like every other female who would make such plans. What was she going to wear? The opsations of outfits she own ran through her mind like an unstoppable tornado. Did she have time to change? Would it look weird if she did? Maybe… She looked fine as is right? She glanced down at her attire and pulled at the skin tight tank, the shirt moved further down her body, reveling a bit more of her cleavage. She guessed she was alright… But it would be her first time out alone with a boy and she wanted him to like her. She took a breath and shook her head deciding it was best to stay as is. <br><br>A blush caressed her cheeks as she saw him checking her out in the corner of her eyes. Her giddy twit inside of her took control that moment, she squealed within her mind with as much gusto as if she had just been given her own unicorn. She tried to hide a smile as she rolled her drumstick to and fro on the table top, to stop her nervousness. Why couldn’t she control her? These feelings were so new and foreign to her she was having a hard time dissevering them.&nbsp; She turned and saw him blushing and clearing his throat while shifting in his seat. She tilted her head at him and wondered what had him so uncomfortable. Maybe he was feeling what she was when she looked at him, and that gave her a giddy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her impulsive inner child was ready for an adventure, to jump off cliffs, and do things that made her heart pound. Roxi high fived her and shoved her in the back of her mind where she tied up her reasoning and held it captive with her unicorn. She was starting to feel good about herself now and was slowly counting down the minutes till they could escape the classroom. <br><br>Roxi nodded, “I know a great place not o far. I think youll like it, they never disappoint.” She gave a small giggle and nod, she remembered her first year here and how bad the food was. She never could understand how cafeteria food taste so… well fake. She remembered living off of oreo’s and chips that year with the occasional meal here or there at her aunts. <br><br>She looked down at where he was staring and back at him with a smile, “Roxi, and yeah sometimes it is…” She leaned into her hand and watched his reaction. “Some partnerships are formed and they have to work at it. Its all about how you perceive your weapon or meister. Your wavelengths could be polar opposites but if you and your parenter bend and reach, a good relationship should form. Though its not easy… That’s why some people look for common wavelengths so they don’t have to try as hard. SOme or even luckier to find one that is the exat same, though those are very very rare to hear.” She hoped she was explain things for him so he could understand. She then opened her bag and pulled out her text book to better explain it. Setting the bag on the floor did she slid into the seat rigt next to him and started to flip through to the right chapter of the book that explained forming relationships with a weapon and meister. She could feel her elbow brushing his arm every few seconds as she whispered the page number over and over in her head to keep her focused. Her arms was tingling and it traveled all the way through her body. Her pink tongue slowly slipping out and moistening her dry lips. When she finally found the chapter did she move the book closer to him to read and pointed at the picture diagram. She turned her head and felt her heart stop at how close he was to her. She felt hot and pulled at her scarf, to relieve some of the heat from her face. Her eyes darted back to him as he asked why it was bad to volunteer in class. For a moment she forgot her name, while memorize the details of his face. Volunteer? Stein? Class? Oh, yeah they were in class and he asked… She took an uneven breath and let it out slowly… “Well, I mean he not, but his not all there either…” She sounded lost and she was, clearing her throat and thoughts she smiled. “Well, volunteer at your own risk. Just remember we have plans and one of them is not picking up your body parts, if you volunteer for Stein…” She winked feeling a little braver and even a bit firty with Jack. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 20:38:35</strong>
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				Zetsu wasn't the least bi surprised that niether Roxi or the new guy took notice of him when. He changed seats to the one on the other side of this new student. Afterall, most people still didn't know his name. "weapons can also go solo if they wish, or as in my case they cannot find a soul cmpatible with their own. I've aquired 16 souls so far. As far as Stein, saying he's not all there is like saying Jeffrey Dowmer had an eating disorder. The professor is first and foremost, a scientist, and i'm almost certain he has a disection fetish. Don't volenteer. And going by how interested in eachotheryou are I'd say you two are a couple?" Zetsuga couldn't help but pry into their prsonal information, he was just a curious individual though his voice was totally neutral throughout his entire speech, niether happy, sad, angry, or mocking, like a robot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>18-06-2013, 11:34:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> Enjoying Ice Cream<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor practically skipped as she walked beside him, it was her natural way she walked always with a pep in her step. She was surprised when he offered to pay. <strong>"Oh that's very kind of you but I can't accept I would feel terrible."</strong> It was very sweet, but she would feel guilty allowing him to pay for her. She was so used to taking care of herself that she was not used to others offering to help her. Besides Lord Death but that was much different. She walked along side him as they made their way through the busy street to the ice cream shop. Once inside she was greeted by the wonderful smell of ice cream and other sugary sweets. <br><br>There were so may options it was wonderful. She had a terrible sweet tooth. <strong>"Oh I'm afraid you've unlocked my weakness, sweets."</strong> She giggled to him, <strong>"Honestly I think I would drop to my knees for anything sweet."</strong> She smiled and joked playfully, in her mind her statement was completely Innocent, the girl was completely oblivious to the sexual double meaning in what she said. She then decided on something simple as well, <strong>"I'll just get a chocolate cone with sprinkles."</strong> She knew the sprinkles didn't do really anything but she always loved them. She was oblivious to the stares of other people as she stood besides Adell. <br><br>When she went to order the boy behind the counter was smiling at her quite a lot. She smiled back just being her usual friendly self. Her got her ice cream as he did he began to talk to her, <strong>"Hey there, if I might say you're pretty cute"</strong> Eleanor was taken aback by this bluntness from a stranger but continued her polite and perky attitude, <strong>"Oh um thank you, that's very nice of you."</strong> He had scooped her ice cream cone and she accepted it as he handed it to her.<strong>"So is he your boyfriend?"</strong> Her cheeks turned bright red at the question. <strong>"O-oh I-"</strong> She turned to Adell with a loss for words. She quickly pulled herself together. <strong>"well er no he's my partner, we're Academy students."</strong> She managed to fuss out.<br><br>How terribly embarrassing. It wasn't that she was against the thought of her and Adell together in fact when the boy behind the counter suggested her and Adell together she felt herself get excited. If she was only that lucky, the chance of a guy like him ever taking a romantic interest in her were slim to none. He was handsome and normal and she was just awkward and a total freak. She was lucky that he even wanted to be her partner. <br><br>The ice cream server perked up once heard the two were not an item, <strong>"If that's the case what's your name and what are you doing later?"</strong> She chuckled completely oblivious that he was trying to ask her out she answered if question. <strong>"I'm Eleanor and I will hopefully be with him."</strong> She directed to Adell. Then as she held her ice cream she turned to her Meister, <strong>"If that's alright with you?"</strong> She asked sweetly with a perky smile, hoping he wasn't tired of her, or in most cases overwhelmed by quirky personality. She returned her attention to the boy behind the counter and she reached into her school bad to pull out her wallet so she could pay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 00:21:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Out for Icecream. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell already had his wallet out when Eleanor decided she'd pay for herself. The red-head was honestly shocked to hear such a response and he looked at her with a bit of confusion. Usually people never made a fuss whenever he offered to pay for something; he felt as if it was expected of him. Still, he wouldn't force his money on to her if she was so insistent on paying for herself. The song Ms. Independent started playing in his head and a smirk formed on his face. <strong>"Independent. I like that."</strong> So he took out just enough money for himself, but still kept his wallet close by just in case. She seemed very excited about the amount of choices, to the point where she spoke about it being a weakness of hers.<br><br><strong><em>"Honestly I think I would drop to my knees for anything sweet."</em></strong><br><br>The red-headed Meister's face went blank, but Lower Adell was quickly brought to attention at this statement. After a slight adjustment in his stance, Adell looked at his partner's innocent expression. He couldn't tell if she was teasing, or was truly oblivious to the highly suggestive statement she just made. Regardless, he couldn't help but form a mental image that involved flavored whip-cream and Lower Adell. Entertaining the idea in his mind didn't make him a pervert, did it? Eleanor would probably look sexy as hell on her knees; those big round eyes looking back up at him...<br><br><strong>~NO!~</strong><br><br>He was here for ice cream! Hopefully that would cool down his raging hormones. Finally, he received his cone and paid the man behind the counter. Afterwords, he took a step back to see if he could find a spot for them to sit. There were a few vacancies outside the shop, but it was pretty loud compared to the relaxing atmosphere of the store's interior. There was even a nice little booth in the far corner by a window they could sit at. Ultimately, he'd ask which his partner would rather occupy.<br><br>And that's when he heard it: the sly little compliment a male's voice directed towards Eleanor. Now, Adell Zephyros has never been known to be possessive. Even as a child, he would regularly share his toys with the other kids whether they tried to steal them or not. He isn't stingy, nor is he one to hoard his possessions. Even so, <strong>~who the hell does this guy think he is talking to Eleanor like that when I'm standing RIGHT HERE?!~</strong> The Meister slowly turned to view the man standing behind the counter. He had a stupidly generic nice-guy smile on his face as he inquired about their relationship status. That's when Adell too froze. <strong>~D-damn, is this guy serious? He's not pulling any punches!~</strong> What could the Meister say? What could he do? The two of them weren't an item: just partners. Sure, Adell thought she was very attractive, and yeah, he would love to be her boyfriend, but damn, he just met the girl and they just became partners! Shouldn't their relationship have some time to develop a little before jumping right in to bed with each other... not that... ya know, that's what he's expecting to happen.<br><br>Anger started to set in. This guy was really pushing some serious buttons, and Adell didn't appreciate it. He even had the audacity to ask her name and what she was doing later. <strong>~AS IF SHE'D EVER GO ANYWHERE WITH YOU!~</strong> Though the Meister kept his cool silently on the outside, his wavelength was on fire: literally melting the stawberry ice cream he held in his hand. When Eleanor said that, later, she planned on being with him, however, Adell was absolutely stunned. She even turned to him and asked if that would be okay. <strong>~Oh my God, this girl is perfect...~</strong><br><br>His wavelength instantly returned to normal as his soul happily skipped around within his heart. He gave a cool, charming smile to his partner before he spoke. <strong>"Of course. I'd really like that."</strong> On the outside, he was calm and collected, but on the inside, he was a general conquering his enemy: the ice cream clerk. That was when he realized his ice cream had completely melted and formed a pinkish gooey puddle on the floor. He looked, then gave an embarrassed laugh as he rubbed the back of his red hair. <strong>"Huh, would you look at that. The ice cream melted. Guess I'll need another one."</strong> His eyes fell upon the man behind the counter and he requested a replacement for the one that just melted. <strong>~AND DON'T FORGET TO CLEAN UP THIS MESS, ICE CREAM BOY!~</strong> Smoke fumed from the nostrils of the dragon that had possessed Adell's inner soul, but his polite smile was never shaken by this inner-beast.<br><br>After receiving his replacement cone, he nodded in appreciation before turning to face his partner. <strong>"How about we sit outside for while?"</strong> He wanted to get as far away from Ice cream Boy as possible. The last thing he needed was to beat the ice cream out of his brain if he tried to come on to Eleanor again.<br><br>Still, he couldn't get over the fact that the guy asked if they were a couple. Adell couldn't help but admit that Eleanor was an extraordinarily beautiful girl with an amazing body nonetheless. That alone would attract a lot of attention. How long could they go before she returned the feelings of some strange suitor? This was a very unsettling thought. Adell wanted to get to know her more; build a good relationship, and then once he was sure she liked him back, he'd ask if he could be her boyfriend. That was how it worked in his mind, anyway. Reality seemed to disagree with such a method. He wondered if she should ask for some outside advice in the matter, but who could he ask?<br><br>His parents were the last people he wanted to go to. After the previous experience they'd had with his recent ex, they did everything but put him on relationship probation. It was his own fault though. He knew that girl was bad news, but everybody makes mistakes, right? He could ask his friends... that might be a better option. Nazier and Karina got into a relationship pretty quickly with each other. Maybe they could provide the best advice. <strong>~No... I should trust my instincts.~</strong> That would be the most honest route to travel. Hopefully it won't lead him to a very lonely destination, or an awkward partnership...<br><br>Why is life so hard?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 02:55:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> Enjoying Ice Cream<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor quirked an eye brow when she turned and saw Adell standing there with only an ice cream cone and pink liquid dripping down his hand. She started giggling, <strong>"What in the world happened to you?"</strong> She grabbed napkins and began to clean up him arm sweetly. Her hands moving gently as she made sure to rid his skin of the sticky substance. She couldn't stop giggling as she cleaned him up, <strong>"That fiery soul of yours is just too great that nothing can keep up."</strong> She looked up at him with her big blue eyes and a sweet smile. She had felt his soul grow hot as she spoke with the ice cream guy but she had no clue the two were connected. She walked over and tossed out the dirty napkins in the trash can.<br><br>Once Adell received a new ice cream cone her offered that they sit outside and Eleanor was quick to agree, <strong>"I would love too, I love being outside."</strong> She walked along side him with a sweet stroll. After they were out the door she felt the warmth of the sun on her pale skin. It was funny no matter how much time she spent in the sun her skin never darkened even a spec. It was awful she hated her pale skin. Adell was lucky he had wonderfully tanned skin, she was glad she got a closer look when she was wiping ice cream off his hand. She blushed at the though, what was she thinking!? That was such a weird thing to think about. Gosh he was so handsome and smooth it made her body flare up and her blush uncontrollably.<br><br>Eleanor licked her chocolate ice cream and was met with the delicious sugary taste. <strong>"Mmm this is wonderful."</strong> Then when they reached a table she took a seat. She was elated to hear that he wanted to hang out with her later as well. She could feel his sincerity rolling of of him that assured her he meant it. She smiled, <strong>"I'm happy to here you want to continue to hang out later too. I figured we could just skip school and hang out."</strong> She chuckled lightly, <strong>"Wow I must just sound terrible, don't I? I swear I've never skipped class before this. In fact Mr. Adell I believe your a bad influence on me."</strong> Her laugh was sweet and soft as she joked with him lightly. She would be lying if she didn't get a rush breaking a little rule like this with Adell. <br><br>Lord Death was going to scold her or something she knew it, but it was worth it to spend time like this with Adell. She barely knew him and she felt so close to him. His soul felt interwoven with hers. When she felt it there wasn't a doubt in her mind they were meant to be partners. Unfortunately her insecurities were telling her she wasn't good enough for a great Meister like him. She saw Adell some kind of deep thought. The waves rolling off of him were now ones of unease and that worried her. <strong>"Are you okay? You know you don't have to hang out with me if you don't want to. I'll be okay."</strong> She smiled kindly trying to hide that it would in fact hurt if he actually didn't want to hang out with her and was just doing this because he was trying to be polite. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 19:35:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/136b3636-f240-4e32-95be-3a4eb48eec8f_zps75fde6a4.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Classroom<br>Tagging: Roxi Reed, Zetsu<br><br>So, Roxi knew a good place for pizza. That was good, he thought, and he was still very much excited for the upcoming date! However, he didn't dwell on thoughts of the event very long. At least, he tried not to, as he wanted very much to pay attention to what Roxi was telling him. He'd asked about Weapon &amp; Meister partnerships and voiced his doubts about how easily they seemed to form, but he seemed shocked by her answer, cocking an eyebrow. He didn't interrupt her, save for the occasional 'Hm...' and 'Mmhm!', but his face was very expressive during her spiel. She would undoubtedly know how interested he was in the information and how squarely he focused on her and her words. The subject was very, very important to him! Not to mention interesting. The way she'd explained it to him, it seemed like the relationship between a meister and a weapon was very much like most other relationships. It could be a natural connection, could be something that needed to be worked at. All and all, her words put his mind at ease a bit. He had full intention on asking her to be his by the end of this day, now that he knew that they would be able to work things out over time. He was very much out of touch with his own Soul Wavelength,&nbsp; his unpredictable Soul Menace techniques showed as much. It would take nothing short of a miracle for their souls to be compatible from the get go.<br><br>He'd expected the conversation regarding Partnerships to end with Roxi's short explanation, and was just about ready to go about lounging, rolling over the thoughts of their potential partnership in his head. However, he saw her reach between the both of them and watched as she pulled a book from her bag, setting it aside and taking a seat a little closer to him. Of course, he didn't mind it in the slightest, and merely eyed her and the book quizzically, his curiosity doubling when he noticed that it was a class textbook she was holding. She flipped through the book quickly, her elbow occasionally brushing up against his arm, causing him to shutter a time or two. Eventually, he moved his arm and slid it behind her, allowing it to rest atop the chair's top-rail and leaning in closer. Even though she slid the book towards him, he wanted a better look...and an excuse to get a little closer to Roxi, but he'd likely not outright admit to it.<br><br>"Chapter 3, Section 2: Soul Compatibility..." He read aloud before silently continuing on his own. Occasionally, he would murmur a few words, things that stuck out or seemed particularly interesting to him. His eyes would occasionally shift back to Roxi time and again; he did catch her as she looked away and pulled at her scarf, but he said nothing of it, merely looking back to her book. That was when he'd had mentioned Stein, and when her eyes had darted back to him. "...Well?" He repeated. She wasn't answering for some reason, and he turned his head back towards her, his hazel hues staring into her own. They really were close...he felt a bit of heat building in him as well...but he didn't let it show as she finally begun to speak. She seemed a bit confused for a moment, a bit lost, but in the end her answer made Jack chuckle a bit and that flirty little wink reddened his cheeks. "Heh heh, yeah. Guess being in pieces would kinda put a damper on things, huh?"<br><br>Jack's chuckles were brought to a sudden and immediate close, however, when a third voice entered the conversation from his right side. His face slipped back into that neutral gaze once more, his smile receded back into a blank expression and he raised an eyebrow as he looked over his shoulder at the newcomer. He went on about Weapons and Meisters, adding on to what Roxi and the book had already told him. The textbook had made mention of Autonomous Weapons, but only briefly. It had said they were rare, and emphasized that both Weapons and Meisters tended to be at there fullest potential when in a partnership. It was interesting to meet a solo weapon, sure, but right now Jack was much more interested in some rather basic information. For example, who was this guy?, and what did he think he was doing busting into the middle of the conversation so suddenly? Once he'd asked whether or not the two of them were a couple, that was the final straw.<br><br>"Look, we're not-" He stopped short, clearing his throat a moment. They weren't a couple, sure, but maybe he shouldn't be so quick to correct people. He didn't want to give Roxi the wrong idea...it wasn't as though he was opposed to being with her, after all. "We just met really...the more important question would be who the hell are <em>you</em>?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 21:39:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Out for Icecream. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Suddenly, he realized how unsettled he'd probably just made Eleanor. He left the girl behind in the real world as he traveled to his realm of thought, and he felt bad. Especially when she suggested he didn't have to hang out with her if he didn't want too. <strong>"Oh no! It's not like that at all!"</strong> It was obvious she'd caught him off guard. Normally, people aren't too perceptive when it came to him and his travels to his thoughts. Usually others would be too far absorbed in themselves to even realize when he stopped talking, unless they asked him if he was listening. <strong>"I don't mind. I'm actually having fun."</strong> He smiled at the girl. It was true that he was having fun, so why was he even entertaining such confusing thoughts? The main point of being young is to have fun, right? Besides, he'd just found himself a new partner. From now on they might get too preoccupied with school work, training, and missions to enjoy nice days like this in the future. He needed to make the best of the now. Relationships and other complicated life situations will come later.<br><br>He smirked at the girl as he got more comfortable in his chair. She looked radiant in the bright mid-day sun. He couldn't help but take in her face so that he'd never forget such beauty. <strong>"So tell me about yourself."</strong> He started casually, as if this was some sort of a joke interview process. <strong>"What skills and traits can you offer that you believe will benefit this partnership?"</strong> He gave a joking smile. He didn't want her to take him too seriously, but he couldn't think of any other way to ask her about herself. He was very curious to learn more about Eleanor. So far, she was such an interesting person. He'd never experienced anyone like her before. It was refreshing, and stimulated his curiosity. Hopefully he wouldn't come off as too forward.<br><br>No, she wouldn't think that.<br><br><strong>"Also, if you don't mind, tell me what it's like; being half-witch and all. Figured I'd just ask now instead of awkwardly wondering, ya know?"</strong> Still a kind smile on his face as he nibbled on some of the cool strawberry ice cream. <strong>"And feel free to ask me any questions as well. Though I warn you: I'm painfully boring."</strong> He had to laugh at himself after saying that. He only felt like he was boring because nobody ever really asked him about himself. Besides, it wasn't completely true. He'd done some exciting things in his life. He was a pretty cool guy, actually. He just hoped she'd feel the same way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 04:42:44</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> In class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum and Zetsu<br><hr><br>Roxi didnt think her heart could beat so fast, as Jack leaned closer to the book in front of them and rested his arm over the back of her chair. She could feel his body heat as he read from the chapter she had flipped to, if she leaned another few inches to her right she would be right up against his side. While he was preoccupied she took the chance in looking him over up close and found his chiseled features even more alluring then before. She gripped her hand in her scarf, not trusting her hands to keep to themselves. The line of his jaw was strong and defined his lips full and very tempting to... to... She bit the inside of her cheek to stop the thoughts of leaning in and kissing him. It was a very sensual image and she hated to let it go, a sudden ache pulsing between her legs. She crossed them to relieve some of the pressure that was building there. The magnetic pull between them was was strong now that she was closer to him. Her eyes continue to roam over his face, wondering if the slight stubble on his chin would tickle while he trailed kiss down her... Closing her eyes and taking a few deep breathes, to clam her raging nerves. The little giddy girl inside her pouted and hugged her unicorn displeased that she wasnt acting-on her wild side. She glared at her and shut her up as reasoning started to twist its way to the top of her mind. <br><br>When Jack's eyes were back on her her own eyes shifted between them and his full lips and back up again. 'Get it together Rox...' she thought and wet her lips slowly. The blush on his cheekbones matched her own as she knocked him playfully with her shoulder and enjoyed his heartfelt chuckle. It wrapped around her and made her feel light headed and happy. Her own giggle joined him as a smile spread across her face. "It would, I dont dig guys would fall to pieces." She bit her tongue at him playfully and slowly closed her book, her forearm grazing his chest where he was still leaning into her. The tingle that followed brought the ache back in full force and she had to silence a moan that threatened to slip pass her lips. She swallowed hard, her body shaking with unidentified need. <br><br>Roxi was saved by someone speaking with them and she turned to see the student who had moved to sit close to them and explain about solo weaponry. She took that moment to compose herself and nodded in a agreement. "His right, I mean its posable for a weapon to have the power to wield its self, but its still pretty new to me, so..." She turned as if she were about to move back to her seat but found Jack's hand gripping the chairs back rest. Her head whipped around, her blue bangs falling in her eyes. She moved them out of her vision and dropped her hand on Jack's thigh, unaware of of the touch as she listened to him about to deny that they weren't a couple. The unfinished sentence let a cold stone drop into the pit of her stomach. Her eyes dropped and her hand moved to pick up her book and switch back to her seat. She was a fool to think Jack was into her. He was just being friendly and she was reading to much into it. Letting out a sigh she blocked out the pain that was climbing up her throat. She turned back to her bag and dug out her ipod again, music was the only way to make her feel better. Music couldnt hurt her the way people did... She plugged her ear buds in missing the tail end of the conversation between the two students next to her. A 10 Years song belted out and she dipped her head over her two crossed arms, nursing the wound of letting her feelings loose when a cute guy showed her a little bit of affection. She let out a sigh and blinked back the tears that shimmered in her eyes and ducked her head between her arms hoping class would hurry up and start, so she could escapae the humiliation. Her reasoning told her that she didnt need him, she would do fine on her own she had been this far, nothing he coudl do could change that. The giddy girl smacked her annoying analytical self and told her that he never said that werent a couple, and to give him a chance to prove himself. Her reasoning and wild side were arguing over wither or not who was right&nbsp; or wrong and it only made Roxi turn the volume up higher to block out their argument and the pain that moved into her chest. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 13:14:03</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>location: classssroom<br>tagged: roxi Reed &amp; Jackson D. Blum<br><br>"the matter of what question is more important is a matter of opinion, but to answer your question I am Zetsuga Staghorn autonomous weapon out of necessity for I have yet to find a partner compatable with a soul that changes like a strobe light." he opened his bag to retrieve an apple from his bag and cut it in half with his hand turned blade to pick out the seeds, noteing that Roxi had changed seats.. "And considering that a sound soul comes from a sound mind and sound body you've only got half the deck with how easily you get flustered. It also seems that you've hurt your girlfriend's feelings, perhaps you shouldd offer her an apple or a hug." (sorry I don't post as much, just not that much internal conflict as of yet.) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 08:36:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/136b3636-f240-4e32-95be-3a4eb48eec8f_zps75fde6a4.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Classroom<br>Tagging: Roxi Reed, Zetsuga<br><hr><br><em>The nerve of this guy</em>, Jack thought silently. He looked the newcomer up and down, half-lidded eyes narrowing even further as he sized him up. There was no way Jack could perceive it himself, but anybody with the ability would see that his otherwise calm soul was slowly shifting, becoming more active, sliding out of stagnancy and rumbling deep within him. "I'm pretty sure when some stranger steps up to you, 'Who are you' is a pretty damn important question to ask..." He didn't raise his voice much, but the retort certainly had some bite to it. The rumble was beginning to escalate into a crackle, like a switch was flipped and a live wire was starting to buzz to life. He would've questioned this Zetsuga kid more, about how he thought he had the right to judge him or his soul, but when Zetsuga pointed Jack's 'girlfriend' out to him, he was almost shocked at how little he suddenly cared about what he thought would eventually escalate into a petty argument. The crackling began to die down, as did the rumbling, and Jack found himself flustered once more.<br><br>"Wha? Girlfriend?" He couldn't help but notice Zetsuga's wording, and he found himself blushing a bit deeper, holding up his hands defensively. "She's...but...oh, screw it. I hurt her feelings?" His eyes were a little wider now, he was in a bit of a panic. A quiet panic, but a panic none the less. He whipped around in his chair, probably would've elbowed Zetsuga accidentally on the way around, but when he laid eyes on Roxi his face fell into a bit of a frown. She was slumped in her chair, head propped up on her arms as she stared ahead. The music that poured out of her earbuds was loud enough for him to hear, loud enough for the both of them to hear probably. She didn't look outright angry or sad, but after such upbeat interactions with her, her blank expression was enough to put him at unease. "...Roxi?"<br><br><em>What the hell did I do?</em> He could only imagine it was something he said, and considering how quickly she'd gotten upset, he realized pretty quickly what it most likely was. It was exactly what he'd been trying to avoid when he cut himself off just a moment ago. He let out a long sigh, lowering his head and slumping his shoulders. A groan of surrender fell from his lips. "Well...Zetsuga. That's the name right? Well...anyway..." He crossed his arms, his eyes resting on Roxi still, his head slightly tilted. "We just met. We haven't even been on our first date...but..." The heat and redness in his cheeks persisted as he went on, shifting a seat over. He reached and slowly removed the ear bud closest to him. "I do like her. So..." He reached behind her and took a hold of her lengthy ponytail, playing with it a bit. "Maybe she wouldn't mind dating a bum like me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 08:20:56</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/d6cc8177-6819-4778-a0fd-943385bec3ae_zps044b313f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> In class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum <br><hr><br>Roxi was so absorbed in her own little war with her inner mind that she didnt notice Jack slid next to her. Only when he pulled her ear bud out did she turn to chew him out, but stopped short as she herd what he had said. He liked her? Her? The outcasted loner, the ice queen, the fucked up drummer of DWMA? Her eyes were still a bit damp from her tears, but she was in utter shock that he was admitting that he liked her out loud. How was she to respond to that? She barely knew him, he could be a loon for all she knew, but a very sexy loon at that. Her mouth kept opening a closing, words failing her as she watched his face turn redder with each second. She knew her own face was probably on fire, but couldnt turn away from the meister before her. The music in her other ear faded and she watched his hand reach behind her and play with her braid. Her breath hitched and she whipped her face back to his as he asked to date her. He wanted to be her boyfriend? Her giddy self jumped up and down and rode her unicorn parade around as her reasoning's left eyes twitched in utter disbelief. <br><br>Roxi licked her lips her heart racing as she tried to remember the English language form for 'yes'. His hand was gentle on her hair and the way it pulled and flexed made her eyes close. She bit her lip ring and slowly looked up at him, her eyes half mass as she leaned in closer to him, only a breath apart. She didnt care if Zetsuga was watching, the only person she cared about was right in front of her. "You barely know me, how do you know I dont bury my boyfriends under the rose bushes outback?" she whispered letting her hands drop to his thigh as she teased him. The shock from before ran through her like a white hot rod to her core. Her soul stirred and it caught Roxi off guard for a moment. Maybe... maybe a partnership with him was one of those rare occurrences. Maybe their souls were so in-tuned that they called out to each other. She raised her shaking hand, let it float over the air beside his face and looked into his eyes for an okay to touch him further. Her answer was on the tip of her tongue... "I would love..."<br><br>&nbsp;A flash of her step father angry face froze her and she became stiff as a board. Fear clouded her eyes and she shot up tipping her chair over with a loud clatter that echoed across the room. Shit. Her breathing was uneven and her whole body was twitching and shaking with the fright of seeing the mans face. Why had she seen that? Jack looked nothing like him, was ten times better then that man. She looked around the classroom. feeling everyone's eyes on her. She turned back to Jack and knew he probably was freaked out by her behavior. Fuck. She messed it all up. A prefect moment ruined because she couldnt hold it together under pressure. Her reasoning did a 'I told ya so' and giddy girl smacked her upside the head, 'shut up..' Roxi was in such a panic and disoriented that she coudlnt stay in the classroom anymore, the room was closing in on her, she had to get out. She grabbed her bag and frowned at Jack, unable to meet his eyes, "Im sorry.." She could bare to see the look of disappointment or regret that he had for even holding an interest in her. <br><br>She swept behind him and flew down the stairs two at at a time. She shot through the door and ran as fast she could down the halls, tears of anger and hurt splashing behind her. Why did it have to hurt to love someone? Why did her feelings run back to that night with her step father. She reached a set of stairs and tripped down the last few. She crashed to the ground, her bag and it contents slipping out of her bag. Her ipod laid on the floor , the next track a sad song about a cold November rain as the first sob burst from her lips. She slowly sat up and covered her mouth while tucking her self into the corner to compose herself, glad that the other classes had started and the halls were empty. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 07:53:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> Enjoying Ice Cream<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor saw when he asked that, that it was in a friendly way and not in a serious questionnaire kind of way. She loved talking to him, he was so much fun. How he joked and acted as if they were in some kind of interview process. She thought or a moment about that question, she wasn't good at bragging or even saying positive about herself. She looked away as she bit her lip, <strong>"Well I'm not really good about bragging about myself unless it's in a joking way."</strong> She then looked at him with an awkward smile as her head teetered side to side as she thought and licked her ice chocolate ice cream. Of course Eleanor had some great weapon abilities that she didn't know yet, she did in fact have some now that the other teachers and Lord Death acknowledged greatly. Unfortunately with Eleanor's terribly low confidence it caused her to be very hard on herself.<br><br>Suddenly a confident and excited smile came on her face as she thought of something. What she was about to say was quite a bold and cocky but it was very true. <strong>"I can tell you I am the fastest student at the DWMA, so I hate to say I might have played with you a bit when we raced. I did know for a fact that I would win but I was curious to see how you would do."</strong> She looked down as a giggle escaped her before looked back up at him. She loved that they already had a friendly back and forth playfulness. <strong>"I hope you aren't angry at me, but you did seem a bit cocky yourself so I thought it would be fun to show you have some traits up my sleeve as well."</strong> She blushed with a bit of worry she did hope that he wasn't angry with her, she just thought they had fun playing their games. She was a very playful person and she sense that Adell was too, she just hoped she was right. <br><br>Eleanor looked back up at him with a freindly smile, <strong>"This also ties in with the fact it's almost impossibly to land a direct hit on me because as long as I'm paying attention I can dodge it. Professor Stein thinks it has to do with my witches animal, I have pretty much an endless amount of energy within me, that usually why I fidget a lot if I'm forced to stay still."</strong> She admitted as she sat with him. She whispered when she mention the witch thing so no one but Adell could hear that part. <strong>"Also I can tell you without a doubt that I am the quickest learner you will meet.</strong> She spoke sweetly and assuring him that she really was learner. She looked down she had to be honest with him. She couldn't pretend there was nothing wrong with her, there were things he needed to know but they could wait. At least that's what she thought and really hoped. She licked at her ice cream with a perky smile, she had been to this ice cream place before but never with anyone, she was having a really nice time with him. She was such a social person but she never really had anyone to talk to. <strong>"How about any question you ask me you have to answer the same question as well. I don't believe at all that you are in any way boring just one look at that soul of yours and you can tell you've got something amazing about you."</strong> She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. <br><br>Then Eleanor was a bit shocked at his next question. No one had ever asked her about herself before let alone about what it was like being half witch. She opened her mouth to speak but then closed it realizing she didn't know what to say. What should she say, she was completely embarrassed of her witch's side, she tried to hide it the best she could, but everyone at the Academy knew. Why couldn't she just embrace it since it wouldn't change anything anyway. <strong>"Well being fast comes in handy when your late with his very very often for me."</strong> She smiled with obvious humor in what she said, <strong>"Yeah I have a bad habit of being late like a really bad habit."</strong> She giggled as she admitted her fault. <strong>"I'm sorry I must be boring you I'm afraid I'm not interesting, well beside the witch thing but that's more strange than anything."</strong> She chuckled and then realized that she had finished her ice cream already. Could she be less lady like, how embarrassing. The girl ate a lot but her hummingbird like metabolism burned it off in no time. <strong>"After all I've live in Death city since I was 10 so just proves how boring I am. "</strong> She admitted feeling badly that she wasn't more interesting for him. <br><br>Eleanor really tried to think more about what it was like being a witch but the negatives outweighed the positives for her. She knew why couldn't just embrace it. It was because she as scared of that side of herself. She was just as bad as everyone else she hated that side of her just as much as everyone else hate it about her. Though there are a couple of other witches at the DWMA that got by a lot better than herself, but they actually have friends. She was unfortunate enough to be a special case, because she was worse than just a witch, with her family and past. Plus she didn't want to scare Adell away, she didn't know whether it was because they had synced souls or what but she felt she could be so honest with him. Eleanor bit her lip, <strong>"You know since we're in public let's avoid witch talk since that side of about me his kept hush hush outside of the DWMA. That was Lord Death's decision."</strong> She smiled, that was bullet dodged for sure, her whole body relaxed. Time to change the subject, <strong>"So tell be about yourself, I want to know everything. You must have some great stories, your eyes say so."</strong> She nibbled at her waffle cone. She really wanted to know more about him, in her opinion he was the coolest person she had ever met. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 17:23:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/136b3636-f240-4e32-95be-3a4eb48eec8f_zps75fde6a4.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Classroom<br>Tagging: Roxi Reed, Zetsuga<br><hr><br>Well, it probably went without saying, but Jack was rather happy with her reaction. She seemed shocked to say the least, and the way her mouth opened and closed, it was like she couldn't speak. <em>Oh, c'mon,</em> he thought. Cute girl like her, it couldn't have been all that shocking that somebody had asked her out. In all honesty he was expecting to be chewed out, but he had really hoped that she would take his words to heart, casual as they were. And with the way she looked up at him, and the way she leaned so close, it seemed she had done just that. "Ya know, you're right." Jack said with a shrug, words as low and blunt as usual. "For all I know, you could go all black widow on me and bury me under them rose bushes with the rest of your boyfriends. Somethin' tells me that you wouldn't, but hey, it's possible. " His fingers continued on playing with her ponytail, absently allowing it to weave between each one. <br><br>"So, how about you let me get to know you a little better?" He asked, quietly suppressing a shutter. Her hands moved and rested on his thigh, sending that strange sensation through him once more. She wasn't even touching his skin then...so he thought maybe it was just contact that caused it, but even still, he wondered why she had such an effect on him in the first place. It didn't occur to him that their souls could simply that in tuned with one another. He still believed that such a predestined unison of souls was out of his grasp. The chances of her soul moving to just the right rhythm were simply against him, not to mention the fact that he was untrained. But he wasn't all too worried about how compatible or incompatible their souls were. He'd already established that they would work on it...but that would come later. Now, Roxi was just inches away, her hand hovering just above his warm cheek, and it was this situation that commanded his full attention.<br><br>She was free to let her hand rest there if she wanted, a small smile on his normally neutral face assured as much. But it never quite came to pass. She'd began to answer him, and though she hadn't finished, it was obvious what she was going to say. In all honesty, it made him a little giddy on the inside as well. However, when she cut herself off so suddenly and rose from her chair, Jack recoiled just as suddenly and narrowed his eyes at her strange behavior. Her chair fell with a loud crash, ensuring that all eyes were on the two of them, that is, until she apologized and was suddenly on her way out the door. Some eyes followed her out, but most of them remained glued on Jack, staring and not so silently judging, as almost everyone seemed to be murmuring by that point.<br><br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">"What happened? That jerk say something to her?"........."Pfft, what a douchebag."........"'Bout time someone put that weirdo in her place."........"What's that guy's problem, anyway?"</span></em><br><br>Of course, what would school be without rumors, drama and judgmental twats? Jack would only catch some of the hushed voices and he didn't like what he was hearing. It seemed that the conclusion everyone was coming to was that he'd said something that sent her running out, and while those who didn't particularly like Roxi praised him or couldn't care less, most everyone else had taken to demonizing him. He hadn't done a thing! And though he wanted to object to people calling Roxi weird, he just couldn't. Not now. What she'd done just now was the very definition of weird from his perspective. The sudden reaction, the running away. He thought he'd been pretty nice...hell, he was interested in her, and so it all just came off as incredibly unwarranted.<br><br>He knew he probably should've let her go, that it would be much simpler to just go back to silently letting his head rest on the desk. But for some reason he had a hard time just letting this situation go. Perhaps it was that interest he had in her, or perhaps it was the constant and admittedly distracting reminder of what had happened via the surrounding murmurs. Either way, getting out of the classroom and pursuing her quickly began to sound like a good idea, one which he acted upon almost immediately. He gathered his things and shot Zetsuga a look as he was walking past, as if to signal his own departure. Jack had a feeling the newcomer would know why he was so suddenly leaving.<br><br>Step by step, Jack hustled down the stairs and out the classroom door. However, he was immediately met with another problem. Looking up and down the hallway, there was no sign of Roxanna and she could've very well gone anywhere. One would see how this could be a problem for Jack, who had already gotten lost once that day on his way to class. And in one fell swoop, the idea of pursuing her immediately shifted from a good idea to a terrible. "Oh for Christ's sake..." He mumbled under his breath as he picked a direction and began to move, against his better judgement as many of his actions as of late seemed to be. The place was huge, but if he kept looking he was sure to find her eventually...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 00:42:36</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Out for Icecream. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Eleanor flattered him far too much, but he had to admit that he liked the compliments. She was such a nice girl: respectful and friendly. Even though she had her shy side, she was always truthful to the best of her abilities. Adell hadn't said much as she spoke. He simply listened. An interested smile hovered on his youthful face as he leaned his cheek against his knuckle. The more she spoke, the less attention he was paying to her actual words and the more attention he was paying to her lips. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but the way her lips wrapped around her words was somehow really attractive. She had such soft-looking lips. They were almost the color of light-pink roses, and were probably just as sweet. He did his best not to stare too hard, but he couldn't help himself. Eleanor was unique in many subtle ways that one would only really notice if they took the time.<br><br>Her comment about keeping her witch side a secret is what brought him out of the spell her lips cast upon him. <strong>"Oh yeah, sorry. I didn't think about that."</strong> He laughed at his carelessness and made a mental note to not publicly speak about that side of her. Unfortunately, he understood not everyone shared the same fascination as he did. She then asked for him to self-disclose his own information by answering the same questions he'd asked her. He was expecting such a response from her, but what he wasn't expecting was her enthusiasm. Those bright, beautiful eyes got wider and brighter in anticipation to his response. She was so cute it was unnerving, and unconsciously, his cheeks began to deepen in color.<br><br>He smirked in an attempt to feel in control of himself and spoke in a casual manner. Hopefully, if he spoke comfortably, it would quell his pounding heart. <strong>"Well let's see. There are just so many awesome things I could tell you about, but I don't wanna seem too cocky just yet."</strong> He smirked. It was obviously a joke, but one he hoped would give him a quick boost of confidence. <strong>"Well I may not be as fast as you, we just proved that earlier, but what I lack in speed I definitely make up for in strength."</strong> He grinned and demonstrated by making a tight fist and grabbing on to his arm muscle. <strong>"Not only do I pack one helluva punch, but I'm pretty good at taking a hit as well. And with as much energy as I have, I can keep going for hours nonstop."</strong> It was obvious he was very proud of his physical abilities, but who wouldn't be proud of something they trained so hard to perfect?<br><br>Adell enjoyed the idea of Eleanor liking him so much. With her, he felt completely at ease, yet nervous and reserved at the same time. He didn't want to make a fool of himself around her, but felt like she wasn't the type to judge him regardless. It was a refreshing change from the general feeling he gets from others. It wasn't the fact that people didn't like him, but rather it seemed people judged him based on his appearance. Red-heads such as himself seem to have a reputation for being loud, hot-heads, and someone as physically fit as himself seems to give him the appearance of a meat-headed jock who only cares about his muscles. That was only half the truth.<br><br>Adell was naturally hot-headed and impulsive, but he was a quick thinker as well. He can be loud, yes, but only after hearing a good joke or two. Besides that he is actually a very soft-spoken person with a smooth, charming voice and polite tone. Unless he's feeling cocky and playful. Adell is also not one to sit still for too long. He is a jock: active and athletic, and the strength of his muscles is very important to him. How else can one protect those he cares about if they lack the physical strength? His strength is not a weapon to undermine those beneath him, but a shield to protect everyone, both weak and strong. Those are his ideals, anyway, and this stubborn hot-head isn't the type to change his values any time soon.<br><br><strong>"As for redeeming traits... hmm...?"</strong> He thought for a moment to try and come up with a positive trait of his, and then smirked when he found the answer. <strong>"I'm actually pretty observant. I notice small things about people, like how you're able to feel other's emotions."</strong> He was thinking back to all the times where it seemed like she could literally read his feelings. He was hoping that he was right and didn't sound stupid, but he felt 80% sure that she could. <strong>"A pretty cool ability courtesy of your... <em>other</em> side I'm guessing?"</strong><br><br>Man... Eleanor has really beautiful hair, but he couldn't let that distract him too much. After finishing his ice cream, he had to resist the urge to bite out the bottom of the cone and suck the rest of the ice cream out. It was one of his favorite things to do, but would probably look extremely weird in public, so instead, he ate around the cone like a normal person. This time, anyway. <strong>"I think that's about it for me. I'm a pretty cool guy, and what you see is usually what you get with me. I'm one easy book to read."</strong> He smirked at himself as he got more comfortable in his seat. Everything was going relatively well. Aside from a nervous jolt his body experienced whenever looking the girl directly into her beautiful eyes, he felt pretty confident.<br><br><strong>"So, is there anything else you have in mind for the rest of the day? I was thinking of a nice game of tag."</strong> He smirked. It must have sounded like a joke, but he was actually being serious. <strong>"I figure since you're so fast, it would give you an opportunity to practice dodging. Also, it'd give me a chance to work on my speed as well. What good is all this strength if I can't catch anything, right?"</strong> He wondered if he sounded childish. After actually hearing the suggestion himself, he realized it probably didn't sound like something two grown teenagers would be in to. Was that a mistake? <strong>"Of course, if you don't want to, we could always do something else?"</strong> He tried to deflect, but she must have noticed. He shifted a bit uncomfortably. He knew she probably wouldn't judge him, but even still... that must have been a lame suggestion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetRevenge</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 01:07:58</strong>
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				(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg) (http://s1208.photobucket.com/user/Sage226/media/imagescoloured_zps1102bff2.jpg.html)<br>Name: Rowan Drasiel<br>Location: Classroom -&gt; Halls<br>Tagged: OPEN<br><br>What started with small fidgets became ticks, as the impatience began rising high in the meister. He was practically a shaking nerve-ball before he erupted."<span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>DAMN IT STEIN!</strong></span>" Rowan yelled out in frustration before jumping on his feet and grabbing his things. "<strong>I'm sick of staying inside. I'll be taking some air outside.</strong>" The man said over his shoulder before leaving through the classroom door, slamming it behind in a whirlwind the blew some of the students papers around. Rowan had bolted, practically soaring through the halls at high speeds as his frustration became his fuel to keep running. The doors of different classrooms swept by rapidly, rattling them lightly as the whirlwind ran by. A smile spread his lips, a glimmer of joy in his eyes as he skidded and dashed through the halls to find the nearest exit. <em>This feeling... I missed the wind...</em> he thought to himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 11:13:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><strong>Location:</strong> Enjoying Ice Cream and good company<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor felt bad that she had to cut his question short but it wasn't her choice it was Lord Deaths. It was for the best both for her and the DWMA. Only Academy students and staff could know and they already had hostility towards her. If the public found out who knows how bad it could get. After all after what her mother did it was understandable. <strong>"Thank you for understanding, I'll tell you whatever you want to know when we are in a more private area,"</strong> She reassured him with a smile. Then she turned to observe some of the passerby's the street was busy today she would probably have to make a bunch of new bouquets and arrangements for tomorrow since people would probably buy them out after a busy beautiful day like today.<br><br>She listened as he cockily bragged about how he didn't want to seem cocky. She couldn't help but laugh and then response in a jokingly sarcastic way, <strong>"Oh yes I'm sure there are and I just might not be able to handle all your awesome."</strong> He was too funny, such a cheeky hotshot. Oddly enough she liked his big ego and his braggy demeanor. It was only furthering her crush on him. She just had to like the confident loud ones didn't she? Maybe it was because she wasn't that confident herself and she admired him so much for that. Also he just brought out her sassy playful side. He was so much fun to be around. <br><br>When he admitted that he may not be as fast as her she was glad to hear he wasn't mad at her for it. She definitely believed him when he said that he was the strongest but she was very excited for the moment when she got to see what he could do. <strong>"Well that's obvious, look at you; just the way you’re built shows it. You can deal out a great deal of damage I can tell."</strong> She leaned over close to him and put her hand on his muscular upper arm right by his shoulder and lightly squeezed as she looked him in the eyes with a smile. <strong>"And I can definitely believe you take a hit as well. You're strong in body, soul and mind. You won't go down without a fight, will you?"</strong> She stopped squeezing his arm and just kept it there rubbing her thumb softly back and forth. As she spoke the more she was speaking to him on a different level but it was a sweet and sincere way.<br><br>Wow he was really fit and really built perfectly, she felt her heart throb and her face felt warm. The nice part was that he may be muscular and strong but he didn't see like a some kind of jerky jock. He was sweet and totally funny. Then she realized how close she was and what she was doing her cheeks blushed bright red and moved her hands off of him and pulled away. How embarrassing why was she so weird? Why was she so flustered around him just by looking at him. Gosh she was acting like she had some big crush on him after only knowing if for a couple of hours. Poor Eleanor was too oblivious that was exactly the situation. She then shook it off with her normally perky attitude <br><br>Then she heard him mention he powers and he proved that he really was quite observant. She smiled with obvious excitement, <strong>"How very nifty and very accurate of you. Yes I can feel others emotions."</strong> He was such a cool guy, <strong>"and yes it's courtesy of my other half as well as my own excessive amount of energy."</strong> She smirked with a wink. She then thought back to what he was saying about being able to hit and take a hit. <strong>"Though I have to tell you when I spar I don't ever hit my opponents. That's my drawback I can dodge so they can't win but I usually can't win because I'm too worried to hit someone. I'm scared with my other side that I don't know how my hits will go, how strong they'll be. I really don't want to seriously hurt someone and make people see me as some cruel and violent witch."</strong> She was very serious about that. Maybe Adell would understand and be willing to work with her. <br><br>In that moments she took another bite from the the waffle cone only to look inside and see the somewhat melted ice cream at the bottom. She then bit the bottom of her cone and drank the ice cream through the whole. When she finished looked up to Adell with a blush as she realize how not at all ladylike it was to suck ice cream out the way she had. <strong>"S-sorry that's my favorite part."</strong> She smirked awkwardly, then finished off her ice cream cone. When she hear him suggest tag she filled with excitement for the whole idea, her smile turned big and wide. <strong>"I absolutely love that idea!"</strong> She spoke ecstatically. <strong>"I agree you can work on speed and I can work on my strength. Though I'm sure you're excellent at both where I excel at one but am quite terrible with the other. </strong> She smiled, she was hard on herself naturally. Then she lightened up with her sense of humor, <strong>"Of course and I'm one hell of a catch."</strong> She giggled after what she said, it was obviously a joke.<br><br>The then quirked an eye brow with in a playful expression. <strong>"Though I have one agreement,"</strong> She popped up her seat in her usual perky manner and walked around the small table to stand in front of him. <strong>"You,"</strong> She then bent down so she was at eye level and her face was only inches from his as she leaned in and her right hand closed only extending her pointer finger, <strong>"Are."</strong> Then bringing it to his face she poked his nose lightly with cute smile and a giggled, <strong>"It."</strong> She then spun back with a twirl and ran down the street weaving in and out through the people with haste. Then she turned back to Adell, <strong>"Catch me if you can."</strong> She playfully winked to him before returning to running away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 07:55:18</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Playing Tag?. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell didn't mind her reasons for being wary of her witch side. He couldn't imagine how her life must be like having such an extraordinary power, yet having so many fear her because of it. It must have been lonely. But yet here she is, smiling, cheerful, and...<br><br>Sucking the ice cream from the bottom of the cone...<br><br>He couldn't tell if it was the fact that she was actually doing it in public, or the fact that she looked sooooo fucking sexy doing it, but at that moment, he realized he was in love with this girl. <strong><em>~Yup. That proves it. She's my dream girl.~</em></strong> Honestly, how ironic is it that he was just thinking about doing that himself and had to consciously restrain himself, yet here she was. Of course, when she realized what she was doing she quicjly apologized. Still... he was in love. Eleanor seemed too perfect in every way, and oh it didn't stop at the ice cream.<br><br>He was very surprised to see her excitement over a little game of tag, but then again, she seemed to get excited over everything. He couldn't imagine what would happen if he got her a birthday present. Her cute little pink head might explode from all the excitement. Adell laughed inward at the thought,and hoped such an exaggerated reaction wouldn't happen in real life. He'd hate to have to explain to people that a gift he gave her made her head explode. He smiled politely at the pink-haired girl, but his look changed when she stood up and slowly walked over to him.<br><br>At first, he had no clue what she was doing, that is, until she leaned over him, poked him on the nose, and said that he was it.<br><br>He blinked owlishly, and then watched as she took off in a full sprint away from the table. At first, he sat there blankly staring after her, but then he just started laughing. She even turned in mid-stride to taunt him. <strong>"Catch me if you can!"</strong> Man, that girl was too cute for absolutely no reason, but he liked it. <strong>"Alright, I think 10 seconds is a good head start."</strong> Rising from the chair, he stretched his young, muscular body to the left, then to the right, then leaned back, then forward, and finally bounced in place to loosen up. He'd already seen how fast she could be, so he couldn't underestimate her. <strong>"This is gonna be one helluva game of tag, but I won't lose!"</strong> And with that, the young man sprinted off after his dream-girl. Instead of trying to weave through the crowd, he went alongside the street's wall. Jumping up, he landed on top and ran across looking for a head full of bouncy pink hair.<br><br>It wasn't long before he spotted her head separating from the crowd, and he picked up the pace to try and catch up. Damn, that girl could run. She wasn't kidding. Adell was starting to wonder if he could ever catch up to her. <strong>~No, can't give up now. We've still got all day. I got it! If I catch her... then... then I'll ask her out. Yes! If I can catch Eleanor then I'm definitely going to ask her out again! For real! ALRIGHT! TIME TO CATCH A DATE!~</strong><br><br>A fire ignited in his soul as if someone knocked over a gas can. Instantly, his speed tripled and he took off like a bullet. He was running as fast and hard as he can. Suddenly, he realized he would soon run out of wall, but that wouldn't stop him. He used it to his advantage. Just as he got to the edge of the wall, he pushed off with all his might and launched himself straight towards Eleanor. He'd never moved this fast before, and with the girl's back turned to him, she'd never see it coming. His hand extended forward; he was only just a few feet away from touching her. This was it! It was over! He was going to get her! No way was she going to be able to-
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 07:27:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Outside<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Playing Tag<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor smiled as she felt Adell's approached gaining haste on her, <em>'he s taking the wall what a smarty.'</em> She giggled inside as she felt the fireball that was his soul flare up as he picked up speed. she could feel his heat coming up on her and right when he was about to tag her she spun herself to face him and dodge his touch. Then as he was lowered slightly from missing she used that so jump up and onto his head for just a second. She used it to give just as a stepping stone so she could then get up and onto a store's awning right next to them. She then turning to look down at him, <strong>"Close but no cigar."</strong> She spoke playfully and giggled. Then she ran down the neighbor store's awnings away from him<br><br><em>A few hours later...</em><br><br>Eleanor had spent the whole day dodging and running away from Adell. Every time she knew that he thought he had her she would avoid him with breakneck speed and clever maneuvers. She had to admit though that he was much better than anyone she had ever sparred before. The guy definitely trained extensively. There were moments that even she thought her had her cornered. He was just making her like him more and more. Smart, strong, speedy, clever, handsome, and definitely battle minded. He seemed like the type that didn't like to lose, she loved that. Although Eleanor was more one for games and wasn't one who was crazy competitive, she enjoyed competitive people. His cocky demeanor just drove her crazy with admiration and like for him. <br><br>It was funny even though they had spent the whole day playing this game and both had ran enough that even a regular academy student would have given up hours ago. Though she was not tired in the least. The sun was going down so soon that would so change especially since she was running on nothing since that ice cream. She was insanely impressed with Adell. She always though she was the weakest link since she was not one to take offensive position while sparring and with her unstable witch's powers. But Adell had made her feel like she was not as weak as she thought she was.<br><br>Now here she was on the schools roof and not the part that students were supposed to walk on but the very top. She was trying to figure a plan quickly she didn't want to use her flight that seemed unfair to her. He had really backed her into a corner. She spun around to see Adell standing there, he had jsut made it onto the roof now this was going to be interesting. They were both walking back in forth to each others motions. It was like some kind of dance. Then right then Eleanor took a step back only to be met with the edge of the roof. She felt her foot slip and she began to fall back wards. Then she was as was falling off the roof she quickly popped out her wings as fast as possible and they began to flutter quickly causing her to hover for a moment. She began to make her way up to Adell only to see him now falling passed her towards the ground. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 08:44:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Playing Tag?. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Just as his fingers were about to graze her flowing pink locks, he realized she was moving way faster than any normal human. Time all around them seemed to slow down to a crawl, yet Eleanor was still moving at normal speed. She seemed to be moving so fast, she created after-images of herself as she literally jumped over him and used his head to propel her even higher. Time quickly returned to normal speed and Adell smashed into a thicket of bushes. With a groan, he regulated himself and sat up. As his fiery red head popped up from the greenery, there was a chipper squirrel nestled on top of him. <strong>"Ow..."</strong> He opened a single blue eye, only to see Eleanor giggling playfully as she made her way across the store awnings in graceful, effortless bounds. He smirked, then his eyes rolled up to look at the squirrel, which was very comfortable sitting on top of his head. <strong>"She's fast isn't she? But I'll get her. She can't run all day. Nobody has that much energy."</strong> <br><br>Oh was he wrong...<br><br>Adell had honestly spent the entire afternoon exhausting every bit of energy he could muster attempting to capture the pink-haired witch/weapon. Every time he thought he had her, or that she had no where to run,s he always managed to wiggle right out of his grasp. He tried to chase her through crowded areas, but she always managed to weave through the crowd without getting slowed down. He tried to descend upon her from above, but she always seemed to dodge him at just the last second. Whether she was jumping over him, spinning off to the side, or ducking beneath him as he lunged at her, she just kept getting away. Even when he had her cornered she would just find some type of way to leap overhead. He was wasn't getting tired though. His soul burned like a nuclear power plant giving him ample amounts of energy. So what if she was faster than him? He'd just keep going until eventually she got tired. Though it didn't seem like she was tiring in the least.<br><br>This girl had years worth of endurance. Whatever he threw at her she would dodge it just as easily as the last. He had to admit though, he was impressed. Adell had been through some seriously intense training over the past year, and even though he didn't focus much on his running speed, he was still pretty agile. Eleanor seemed like she was on a-whole-nother level of speed, however. Catching her became less about trying to get a date, and more about improving his own speed. She was incredible the way she moved. If he could get up to her level, or even close, he'd be unstoppable. They'd be unstoppable.<br><br>Adell managed to chase the girl all the way back to the school grounds and just when he thought he had her cornered again, she managed to dodge at just the last second. As if the gravity had switched to zero all of a sudden, Eleanor gracefully ascended up to the second floor awning before propelling herself against one of the pillars, and then jumping from there onto the school's roof. Adell looked up to see his prey standing on the high roof looking down upon him. At first, he was trying to think of a way to get her, but then his face flushed a light tint of red and he averted his eyes to the left a bit. Standing on high ground and wearing a skirt at the same time probably wasn't the best idea. Someone could easily take advantage and sneak a peek. Adell was tempted, but he was cooler than that. He really wanted to though.<br><br><strong>"Alright, here we go!"</strong><br><br>He rushed forward and ran up the wall as hard as he could. As he felt gravity bearing down on him, he pushed off with his legs and landed on the same pillar Eleanor used before, but he was a few feet shorter than her mark. <strong>"Shit!"</strong> He pushed off ad spun around towards the building, but was way too short to land the jump. He almost missed completely, but he was able to reach up and grip the edge of the roof with his hands. He breathed a sigh of relief as he hung there for a moment. A fall from this height might actually put him in the hospital. It was dangerous, yeah, but there were very little places for her to run now.<br><br>He pulled himself up and swung his right leg onto the roof, then stood. Eleanor was on the other side of the roof, but they were still in pretty close proximity. He smirked at her. There was no place for her to run. At this height trying to just jump down would be near suicidal. She wouldn't try something like that, would she? He moved towards the left, and she mirrored him; moving to the right. They stalked one-another like two lions preparing to clash. Finally, after switching positions, Adell took a step forward. He was going to rush forward, but then cut to the left knowing she'd dodge to the right. Only thing was: there wasn't that much roof left. She'd have to stop before she fell, and then he'd be able to grab her. It would be flawless. All she had to do was not fall...<br><br>But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he happened to notice she was taking a step back where there was no more roof to walk along. He went to call out to her, but as soon as he went to, his eyes filled with shock as he realized she was falling. <strong>"ELEANOR!"</strong> With one powerful boost of speed, he tore towards the edge of the roof and lunged over the edge without a second thought. He reached out for where he thought she would be if she was still falling, but just as he cleared the edge of the roof, he realized he was sailing right past her. The girl's wings were splayed and flapping lively.<br><br><strong>~Oh right... she can fly...~</strong><br><br>There was a pause as he took in the situation. She could fly, but he couldn't. They were extremely high up, and he was falling head-first towards the ground. This wasn't going to end well for him, was it?<br><br>Time resumed as normal, and Adell went speeding towards the ground. He tried to regulate himself, but flailing his arms wildly was no substitute for actual wings. This was going to hurt...!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 10:42:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Outside<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Playing Tag<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>Eleanor was horrified as she watched Adell fell past her she immediately sped after him. <em>'What the hell is wrong that boy!? Was he really that competitive!? This is my fault!'</em> She then screamed after him, <strong>"ADELL!!!"</strong> With both her arms out she made haste towards her partner. She was moving faster than ever before all she could see was Adell and that was all she cared about. She getting closer and closer to him but the ground was getting closer and closer. How could she let this happen, the first person to give her chance and this happens!? She must be cursed and Adell didn't deserved to die because of her or for any reason for that moment. Maybe it was the bond their souls could have made from their earlier connections, but it felt like more. <br><br>She wrapped both her arms around his waist and hugged him as tight as she could. They were now hovering just 2 or 3 floors from the ground and they stayed like that for a good few minutes. Eleanor was locked onto Adell, she was so happy that he was safe and couldn't bring herself to let go. But she did slowly bring them down to the ground. <strong>"I..I am s-sorry,"</strong> She shakily spoke into his chest, she was such an emotional little thing. She was clearly on the verge of tears. Then she realized how long and tight she had been holding him and she let go begrudgingly and stepped about. He must be angered with her, who wouldn't be? She had the most fun she had ever had today with him and she had already ruined it.<br><br>She avoided his eyes and looked down, using her bangs to his her face. Tears filled with her eyes as she waited for him to tell her he hated her and didn't want to be her partner anymore. She wasn't upset just from that but from also putting him danger. Eleanor had no idea that Adell didn't fall from trying to tag her but from trying to save her. The girl had never had anyone in her life that would do something like that for her so the thought never even came into her head. <strong>"I am so sorry, I-I put you in danger. You could have died over a game and it's my fault."</strong> She couldn't bring herself to look him the eyes. <strong>"Please forgive me."</strong> She wiped away a stray tear that had managed to fall past her defenses. She hoped he hadn't seen that, she didn't want him to think she was pathetic for crying so easily. To be fair she had just been the cause of her partners almost death.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 22:51:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> About To Die <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> If there's one thing Adell hated, it was falling from high places. He thought it was ironic how heavy muscle actually was, and falling really fucking hurts when your all muscle and have no fat to cousin you. This might be a really bad fall even if he were able to regulate himself.<br>He might end up actually having to go to the hospital. What if he breaks something? How in the hell is he gonna be able to go on his date with a broken limb?!<br><br>The ground was coming up so fast and Adell shut his eyes to brace himself. He just knew he was going to hit hard so he curled in on himself to try and lessen the impact as much as possible. He didn't wanna look. He just knew he was gonna hit the ground...<br><br>Any moment now...<br><br>Any second he'd be on the ground...<br><br>Any second...<br><br>.....<br><br>Hesitantly, a deep blue eye peered opened looking for the ground. He saw it, but it was still a good distance away. What was even more strange was the fact that he wasn't falling anymore. Just lightly floating downward. What in the world was going on. He couldn't fly... but Eleanor could. That's when he realized her arms were wrapped around him. A look of shock overtook him when he realized she saved him from falling. He breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help the embarrassed feeling that came with him being saved after foolishly jumping after her. He must have looked liked a total idiot.<br><br>They finally landed, and Adell didn't know what to say, but then he felt the girl bury herself in his chest and hold on to him tightly. He froze. They were o close to together and she was holding on so tightly. Looking down, all he could see was her puffy pink hair against his body. He then realized it was probably because she was worried about him. That's why she clung so tightly. A soft smile formed on his lips as he allowed her warmth to flow into him, and he gently rested his hands on her shoulders. <strong>"I'm okay..."</strong> His words were softly spoken.<br><br><strong>"I..I am s-sorry,"</strong> Her voice was shaken and he could feel her body trembling. She held on to him for a bit longer, and then slowly pulled herself away, though he hadn't removed his hands from her shoulders just yet. She still seemed truly distraught over the situation and all he wanted to do was comfort her. He worked a kind smile on his face to hopefully show that he was just fine, but the girl kept her eyes far from meeting with his. She continued to apologize; her voice cracking with sadness. <strong>"I am so sorry, I-I put you in danger. You could have died over a game and it's my fault. Please forgive me."</strong><br><br>He couldn't stand to see her cry, or hear the sadness in her voice. It was breaking his heart that she was so upset. He had to deflect this negative energy and cheer her up. He formed a big smile and spoke casually as ever; hoping to bring some comfort back to this emotionally heavy situation. <strong>"Hey, it's fine! No worries! I should be the one apologizing if anything."</strong> He paused for a brief moment wondering if he should share his feelings with her. Honestly, he'd do anything to bring that lovely smile back on her face. He rubbed the back of his hair; a habit he did whenever he felt embarrassed. <strong>When I saw you slip, I was so worried that you might have been in danger that I jumped after you without even thinking.</strong> He laughed a bit at himself, then gave the girl a sweet smile. <strong>"Thank you, Eleanor, for saving me."</strong> His confidence was through the roof now. He was just so smooth with it. Everything flowed so well and he didn't think he sounded like an idiot at all. Man, he felt so cool.<br><br>And that's when he realized it, and a cocky smirk played across his face. <strong>"By the way..."</strong> He lifted a finger and lightly tapped the girl on the nose. <strong>"You. Are. It."</strong> Childishly, he stuck his tongue out at the girl, then flashed a willing smile and relaxed himself a bit. What a day it was...<br><br>The sun was finally tucking down against the horizon and the azure sky slowly covered the peach-colored clouds. <strong>"Looks like it's getting pretty late. I hadn't realized how long we've been at this."</strong> He didn't want the day to end. He was having so much fun with her, but he didn't want to prolong their meeting too much. It should have a nice, smooth ending. And what better way then parting ways during the sunset?<br><br>His eyes widened when he suddenly recalled the deal he made with himself. His cool and calm demeanor started to become rigid and stressed. <strong>~Oh right... I won. That means I have to ask her out... Well... technically, she came to me so it wasn't exactly a fair victory. I shouldn't take advantage like that...~</strong> It was his shy side trying to convince him not to take the leap. Adell has never asked a girl out on a date before. He'd only been asked out once himself, but that pretty much boiled down to <em>"Hey, you're the guy from that rich family, right? We should totally go out sometime!"</em> One terrible relationship later, Adell was single again, and had little to show for it. Still, if there was one thing he learned, it was what <em>not</em> to do. Passing up on an opportunity to go out on a date with Eleanor was definitely something <em>not</em> to do.<br><br>Swallowing his fear, he went for it. <strong>"Ya know, I had a lot of fun today. We should do this again sometime. How about tomorrow night, if your not buy or anything. We could go out again, like, a date. If that' okay with you."</strong> Adell was the type of person who wore his heart on his sleeve. He was just as strong as he was sensitive, and even in the presence of something that scared him, he always charged forward. Asking Eleanor out terrified him. If she said no, what would that mean for their future relationship? Still, he really wanted to. This girl was absolutely everything he'd ever wanted in in a woman. He couldn't pass up this once in a lifetime opportunity. Now, all he could do was await her answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 01:17:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Outside<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Acting like a Dork<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros<br><hr><br>When Eleanor heard that he had leap to save her all of her previous worry faded away and a big smile form onto her face. <strong>"Y-you were trying to save me?"</strong> She felt so special and wonderful. He was trying to save her from falling. She had never had anyone care about her enough that they would something like that to save her. Not since her Father or Lord Death. Adell was single handedly the greatest person she had ever met. In one swift and unstoppable motion she once against wrapped her arms around Adell so she was giving him a hug. <strong>"Thank you that is the nicest thing any one has ever done for me."</strong> She then realized she probably seemed so pathetic to her Miester right now. That thought caused her to break away with a blush on her face. <br><br>Suddenly she her nose was poked by Adell as he announced that he had won the game. She blinked cutely and fluttered her eyes as she looked at the tip of her nose and then at Adell. She then pout her lips with a obvious humor, <strong>"You are such a cheater!"</strong> She giggled before poking his chest with a little sass. <strong>"Not really, you won fair and square even if you did have to threaten your life to win."</strong> She smirked as she teased him. He was so much fun to be around, it was nice he seemed to be able to put up with how goofy and weird she was. She had the tendency to ramble and giggled a lot, she was just a naturally playful person.<br><br>Eleanor then shrugged with a smiled, <strong>"Alright you won so you get to ask for anything you want."</strong> She assumed he might make her carry his books for a week or something along those lines. Then she hear him mentioned how it was getting lat. <strong>"Yeah your the only person I had ever met that can keep that has ever kept up with me like that. I knew you were something special the moment I met you."</strong> She nodded obviously proud to know she was right, <strong>"I'm sure there's only more of that special to come out."</strong> She smiled kindly. Eleanor was so excited to see what else he had in store for her, but what he said next was certainly not expected to say the least. <br><br>Then Adell asked her out on a date. <em>'He said it, the word 'date'. He wants to go on a date with me? Adell. Date. Me. Wants to?'</em> No matter how many times she repeated those thoughts she was having trouble believing it. Her eyes opened wide and her her plump lips parted in an "O". She was completely dumfounded and shocked. A bright red blush covered her cheeks, <strong>"I-I..."</strong> This wasn't real, there was no way this was real. This was too amazing fantastic to be real. She felt her heart beat flutter erratically and her thoughts move a thousand miles a minute.&nbsp; She didn't know what to say or what to do. <br><br>What were you supposed to say when someone like Adell asks someone as lame as her on a date. <strong>"With me? A-are you sure?"</strong> That certainly was not it. She wish she could just punch herself in the face right now. What the hell was wrong with her!? A guy she was seriously crushing hard on just asked her out and that is how she responds!? Dear god she must be a moron. Her eyes closed for a moment as she mentally reprimanded herself. The she opened them and took a shaky breath, <strong>"I..I mean I would love, like really love to. I'm not busy or anything, wide open, completely free. So whenever is just great with me"</strong> She totally and completely rambling and messing this up. She must sound and look like such a dork. She was looking at him with a big wide perky smile and the excitement and nervousness was so obvious it was embarrassing. <br><br>Eleanor put her hand&nbsp; to her bright red cheek trying to hide her embarrassment. She had never been asked out ever in her entire young life and she was positive no one had ever viewed her in that sort of a way either. She was sure that she was certainly doing a great job of making Adell regret the offer. Why couldn't she be cool and smooth like other girls. She was seventeen and she had never even had her first kiss let a lone a boyfriend. If she kept acting like such a dork she was guaranteeing that neither of those things would ever happen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 06:18:37</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> On Campus <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> When Adell asked his crush out on a date, there was a pause before her answer. A long pause. Those were honestly the longest seconds of his life. He began wondering is maybe he was taking things too fast, or perhaps he misread some of her signals.<br><br>Her mouth opened as she began to speak, and Adell's breath froze in anticipation to her words. <strong><em>"With me? A-are you sure?"</em></strong><br><br>Her heart dropped to the floor. Was that a rejection? The bright and lively fire that was in his eyes just seconds ago suddenly went out and he felt chills sweep across his skin like needles. This was a bad idea. He should have never even thought about asking someone like her out. Just because some girls were nice, didn't mean they'd be interested in him. He couldn't even think of a quick recovery for his blunder and must have looked pretty pathetic standing there without words.<br><br>It was then, right before his heart fell to pieces, did she start speaking once again. <strong><em>"I..I mean I would love, like really love to. I'm not busy or anything, wide open, completely free. So whenever is just great with me"</em></strong> The bubble-gum-pink-haired girl was blushing, stuttering, and couldn't even try to hide the smile on her face. Adell watched her stunned at not catching on earlier. It wasn't that she was rejecting him. She probably just wasn't expecting a question like that. The young meister was no player, so he didn't know all the rules of the dating game. Maybe he asked too early? Regardless, she was definitely saying yes, and that's all he was concerned about. A goofy smile spread across his face, but as soon as he realized it was there, he forcefully turned it into a confident smirk. On the inside, however, he was just a goofy-happy as she was on the outside.<br><br>It was funny: All the emotions he'd been working so hard to suppress, she was outwardly displaying them. He couldn't help but appreciate her company. She was like a mirror of his inner-self and a breath of fresh air from fake posers like he was used too. Though he felt like if she kept acting the way she was then her heart would surely give out. Gently, he cupped her left cheek in his hand and gave her a calming smirk. <strong>"I'll take that as a yes. How about tomorrow night then. We'll go out on the town and see what kind of trouble we can get into."</strong> His words were just as calm and playfully casual as always. He really liked this girl. She made him feel so cool, so confident, and so calm.<br><br>He removed his hand from her face and, with a short wave, he took a step back. <strong>"We'll meet up here tomorrow night, then."</strong> And with that, he took his leave and started on his way back home. On the outside, he looked just as calm and relaxed as ever, but on the inside, his soul was bouncing around with enough energy to reawaken the setting sun and start a new day. <em><strong>~SHE SAID YES!!!~</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 06:42:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All The Student In Class<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div> Reign was annoyed, and it showed on his youthful face. Midnight hair flowed down towards his shoulders as majestically as an abyssal waterfall. His hazel brown eyes were sparking with evil as the golden specks reflected pure annoyance and malice. He only showed this expression because nobody was in the halls to see it. Honestly, how could Stein be so irresponsible and stupid. Now Reign was the one who had to get off his ass and actually walk into a classroom on his one day off out of the week. His hand gracefully slid open the door to the room and as the prince entered the class with his silver silk robes beautifully trailing behind him, his face instantly changed to a calm smile.<br><br><strong>"Good morning everyone."</strong> His cheerful tone echoed through the room as he made his way over to the frozen Stein. <strong>"I'd like to apologize for my colleague here. You see, this isn't actually Stein."</strong> He stood next to the white-haired doctor and grabbed the screw that was implanted though his head before turning it several clicks to the left. Suddenly, Stein's body started jerking irratically before steam spewed out from underneath his robes and he stiffly leaned forward lifelessly.<strong> "He is actually out sick today, but because he cares so much about your education, he created a robot replacement for you. Though it would seem there are still some bugs that need to be worked out. I apologize for the inconveinance this must have caused you, but I've spoken with him and Lord Death. For everyone who attended today, you all will automatically receive an A+ on your next pop quiz."</strong><br><br>And with that, he wrapped a slender arm around the waist of the robotic Stein, then lifted it from the ground and carried it out of the classroom. <strong>"You'll all dismissed. Feel free to spend the day however you like."</strong> As soon as Reign reentered the empty hallway, his true heinous face returned with full fury and his grip on the robotic Stein tightened so much it crushed one of the doll's arms. <strong><em>~I could be enjoying a nice soak in my new hot tub... but no... I'm here taking out the trash. Stein, if I see you before this day is over I will not be held accountable for my actions...~</em></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 04:12:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Making Flower Arrangements and Bouquets<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Florence<br><hr><br>Eleanor's eyes fluttered open as she heard the ringing from her alarm clock. For the first time ever she didn't press the snooze button. That was because today was her date with Adell. A big smile came on her face and she jumped up and out of bed with a squeal of excitement. Unfortunately when she went to do that her foot got caught in the blanket and ended up slipping and falling face first into the floor. <strong>"Ow...."</strong> She groaned as she lifted herself from the floor. Then she immediately perked up again and got up when she remembered her date. She was so unbelievably excited, she sang her way around her apartment as she finished her morning tasks. She ate a quick breakfast and took a quick shower and then walked over to her closet. <br><br>That was when her perky mood ended when horror struck her, what was she going to wear for their date!? She really didn't own cute date clothes. Why would she? It's not like she ever thought this day would come. Most of her clothes were second hand and she couldn't just wear some tshirt and jeans or her regular clothes. Oh no he was going to think she was a total loser. Eleanor was a bit of a tomboy but she was still feminine. She had little girly things she did, she wore a little make up even if it was just eyeliner and she wore her hair clips, but that was really to the extent of it. To be honest she really didn't have the extra cash to go splurge on things she wanted. With her parents passed away Eleanor worked at the flowers store to pay for rent, school books, groceries, and basic necessities. She sighed she would just have to figure the clothing situation out later. <br><br>The whole apartment had flowers in every room, but it was the living room/kitchen that look like a little Eden. It was full of natural and bountiful color. She had to walked through her apartment in her towel to open her door and find the clothing her boss wanted her to wear for the day. <strong>"What ridiculous outfit (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/PrincessPeachfull943006_zpsb15f36c4.jpg.html) does he want me to wear today?"</strong> She chuckled as she closed her front door and went to her bedroom to change. He loved using her as a test doll for his new outfits and she had to admit no matter how crazy they were wearing them could be really fun. Maybe her boss might be able to give her some advice he was better at this stuff at her. It was a Saturday and she had no lessons or anything so she just had to work in the flower shop today. Luckily she lived right above it so she could just walk right down stairs.<br><br>After putting on her clothes she pulled her hair into pigtails put in her bow and other hair clips. She slipped on her shoes and grabbed her keys, she locked the door behind her and went down stairs and into the flower shop. She was met with a room filled with beautiful flowers. Not even a second later and she was greeted by her boss, The ever enthusiastic and full of dramatics, Florence. He was a handsome man who looked to be in his mid to late 20s even though he was actually 32, with long plum purple hair with eyes that matched. <strong>"Ellie, my doll! Don't you just look beautiful! You're always a vision but you really bring my outfits to life!"</strong> Eleanor starter giggling at his comments, he exaggerated so much, <strong>"You're being ridiculous, it's your outfits that do me justice. I'm just a plain Jane with out your help."</strong> She smiled as she held her own in their colorful and energetic dialogue. <br><br>Then a cat like smile came on his face, <strong>"Wait just a moment. You are up awfully early and I don't know what it is but you have a different air about you."</strong> He then leaned in closely and Eleanor's face turned bright red as she tried to look away. <strong>"It's a boy isn't it? Something happened at your school yesterday."</strong> Finally she burst and gave in telling him everything about Adell and what happened. How wonderful he was, and nice and sweet and charming and handsome and then she realized how much she was talking about him. Of course he loved hearing about it. Eventually they finally got to work, Eleanor made most of the arrangements and worked behind the counter which was why he dressed her up in those outfits of his anyway. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Work Clothes (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/PrincessPeachfull943006_zpsb15f36c4.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 07:37:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Rest In Peace Hotel &amp; Spa. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell woke up bright and early 6:00Am in the morning. Gently, his eyes opened to his large room. The air conditioner gently hummed with a soothing song as the cool breeze it created left the room at a constantly comfortable temperature. He looked at the clock next to his wicker nightstand and smirked a bit. <strong>~Looks like I overslept a bit. Oh well.~</strong> He sat up and allowed the soft blue sheets to fall from his bare chest down to his boxers. With a hefty stretch, he pulled his arms over his head and lazily fell back into the bed. He was actually still kind of tired from running around yesterday with Eleanor.<br><br>That's right. The two of them had a date later tonight. He smirked, then picked himself out of bed and went over to his closet. He threw on a pair of loose-fitting shorts and a tank-top, then turned on the flat-screen at the far end of the room. With his laptop synced with the television, he put on some fast-paced music and began his morning workout. A few hundred push-ups, another hundred sit-ups, fifteen minutes of jumping-jacks, some more push-ups, and then a light cool-down exercise before hitting the shower. Just as he was coming out, there was a knock on the door. He opened it and let the room-service worker bring in his breakfast for the morning. <strong>"Here you are, sir. French toast, scrambled eggs, and a light side of bacon. Extra crispy just as you like."</strong> <br><br>Adell smirked. <strong>"Thanks Brice. Appreciate it."</strong><br><br><strong>"Not a problem."</strong> Once the man left, Adell walked over to his window shades and opened them. The fifteenth floor was definitely one hell of a stair climb, but its view of Death City was unbeatable. He sat down on the couch at the end of his bed and turned the morning news on as he ate his breakfast. It was going to be another sunny day today, but later it was going to cool down. He was thankful the weather wasn't going to try and destroy his date, though there was a chance of some light rain tonight, the number was very low. He might pack an umbrella just in case. Depends on how the clouds look before his date.<br><br>After finishing his breakfast, he decided to actually use the elevator instead of the stairs this morning. He had to save up his energy for his date with the hyper-active Ms. Rose tonight. He smirked as he rode the elevator down to the first floor and exited to the hotel's lobby. <strong>"ADELL!!"</strong> Out of nowhere, a heavy suitcase came flying at him! It smashed into him like a cannonball and threw him right back into the elevator with a powerful crash.<br><br><strong>"DAD! CUT IT OUT!"</strong> The infuriated red-head yelled out as he dragged himself out of the elevator with the overly stuffed yellow suitcase.<br><br><strong>"Now Son, if you're ever going to take over the family business you have to be prepared for anything."</strong><br><br><strong>"GUEST DON'T JUST THROW THEIR LUGGAGE AT 50 MILES AN HOUR, DAD!"</strong><br><br><strong>"WELL WHEN THE DAY COMES THAT SOMEONE DOES DECIDE TO HURL THEIR LUGGAGE AT YOU, YOU'LL LOOK BACK ON THIS AND THANK YOUR FATHER FOR HIS WISDOM!"</strong> Adell's father was a... slightly imbalanced man who loved nothing more than owning hos hotel chain. He was a true rags-to-riches story who started out with nothing and turned it in to the Rest In Peace Hotel &amp; Spa. <strong>"So have you finally decided to start training to take over your old man's business?"</strong><br><br><strong>"How many times do I have to tell you,"</strong> He dropped the heavy case onto the floor next to his father in a huff before continuing. <strong>"I'm going to school to become a world-class Meister."</strong><br><br><strong>"Speaking of which, how is school going, Adell?"</strong> A soothing feminine voice chimed out as Adell's mother stepped into the lobby and greeted her son.<br><br><strong>"Hey Mom. Things are going fine. The first week was pretty laid back, but we'll probably have missions to do starting Monday."</strong> He allowed his mother to hug him, but didn't invest too much emotion into the embrace because he knew what was coming next.<br><br><strong>"Oh Adell, missions already? You know how dangerous some of those missions could be. You might get hurt. Why don't you drop out of school and start working to take over your father's business?"</strong><br><br><strong>"Mom, I keep telling you guys, there'd be no point in running a hotel if a Demon God comes and just knocks it over. I'm going to school so I can train hard and make sure that never happens: I'm going to school so I can protect you, dad, and the hotel."</strong> He kept his calm as he spoke. Too many times when talking to his parents he'd been brought to the very brink of an emotional outburst, but he'd gotten used to these daily conversations to the point where it didn't affect him so much. Still, he only wished his parents understood he had no intention of owning hotels. He wished they would just accept him for who he was.<br><br><strong>"But dear, don't you at least need a partner to even do half the things you're trying to do? How do you expect to get anywhere in that school all by yourself?"</strong> His mother's words cut deep.<br><br>Adell wanted to tell them about Eleanor. He wanted to let his parents know that he finally found a partner. Not only that, but a potential girlfriend. However, he withheld the urge to share his happiness with them. He had the feeling that they might start to resent Eleanor before they even meet her just because they'd consider her the reason why he doesn't want to run the family business. What would make matters worse is if they found out he liked her. The last woman Adell brought home really left a sour taste in his family's mouth and, ever since then, they've extremely doubted his judge of character. Not to mention the fact that Eleanor was half-witch.<br><br>He sighed deeply through his nose and walked towards the main entrance. <strong>"I'm gonna go out for a bit. I'll be home later..."</strong> It was a terrible feeling that he now had in the pit of his stomach. Adell loved his parents, and he appreciated everything they did for him, but he just wished they'd respect him more.<br><br>Hopefully a nice drive would take his mind off things. Adell climbed on top of his Motorcycle (http://imagesci.com/img/2013/17/kawasaki-ninja-red-7646-hd-wallpapers.jpg), started the engine, and pulled out of the driveway with his golden-colored goggles pulled over his eyes.<br><br>He pretty much spent the entire day driving around on his motorcycle just trying to sort out all these feelings and emotions. HOw in the world was he going to introduce Eleanor to his family? What would the think of her? He didn't want to think of his parents in such a way; they were actually very nice people, but still... the thoughts lingered...<br><br>The young man made a few stops at his favorite places: the park side where people came to walk their dogs, feed the ducks, and have picnics; the lake where his dad used to take him fishing early in the mornings; and the quiet hillside where nobody ever really bothered to go accept him and maybe a few passer-bys. He liked the hiss especially on starry nights when the moon was full. Maybe one day he'll take Eleanor out here. That might be fun. He might finally have somebody to share these places with.<br><br>For now, though, he'd already scoped out a few places to take her that's more... date-worthy: A nice little restaurant, and the movies. That's where normal people went to dates at, right? God if he knew...<br><br>It was almost time for him to head back home and change clothes. More than likely he'd wear something semi-casual. He didn't want to jut show up in his street clothes, but at the same time he didn't want a suit-and-tie to overdue their first date. He wondered if he even had any datish clothing in his closet. Better find out while there's still time to run out to a store and buy an outfit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 08:53:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Making Flower Arrangements and Bouquets<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Florence<br><hr><br>After working all day Eleanor stood behind the the counter working on a new bouquets. For some reason she had been pumping out floral arrangements all day faster than her already speedy pace. She just couldn't help it, all day all she could think about was Adell and how great yesterday was. Not only did she finally have a partner who was strong and confident but he was also really nice. Along with that she also had one of the most handsome and great guys in the school asked her on a date. Not to mention the way they meshed it was perfect and amazing.<br><br>He treated her great too, he offered to pay for her ice cream and he tried to save her when he though she was falling. He was like a knight an shining armor already and she had only spent a day with the guy. She slipped a pink tulip into the bouquet she was working on as a last touch. she twirled the arrangement around to make sure it was perfect. With a wide happy smiled she approved of it and happily bounced over to place in on a cold shelf. Then she returned to her station behind the counter and fixed her dress and fixed the silly hair wear she had. Florence had insisted on doing her hair today because he had special hair accessories and certain style he wished for the whole outfit. Of course she let him do what he wanted because he was a perfectionist and if she didn't he would quite literally be in her hair for the rest of the day.<br><br>Suddenly Florence came in from a day of shopping for material for his future clothing creations. <strong>"My dear today simply must be your day. I've never seen you on fire like this and the arrangements themselves are simply magnifique. Most definitely your greatest creations."</strong> A big smiled came on her face at his kind words, <strong>"Aw thank you so much!"</strong> She was a very modest person but she had to admit for some reason today she had got a great response from all the costumers. <strong>"You have certainly earned more than your keep. You need to go get ready for that date of yours."</strong> He winked with his own excited smile. <strong>"Now come on, I don't get off for a little longer and this bouquet is my favorite of the day I just need a little longer.</strong> Florence chuckled and nodded and walked into the back room. <br><br>Eleanor smiled as she lovingly worked with the flowers. She had hardly been paying attention to the clock because her head was filled with happiness. She continued to work on that arrangement for a long while not realizing that it was past the time the she should have been ready by. She was so busy thinking about Adell and her flowers. She hoped tonight would go well. It would wouldn't it? Oh gosh what if she messed up everything? No, she needed to be positive. She started to hum happily and sweetly then continued her complete investment on her flower task on hand. She took a sip of her sugar water before continuing.<br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Work Clothes (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/PrincessPeachfull943006_zpsb15f36c4.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 11:12:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> When Adell arrived back at the hotel he was grateful to see his parents weren't at the front desk. He breathed a sigh of relief and made his way to the elevator. Once in his room, he opened up his closet and started looking through his collection of clothing. He had a lot of suits from all the business meetings his parents would force him to sit in on, and a lot of sporty outfits for when he's training. He had no idea what to wear. He felt like a total girl trying to pick the perfect outfit. He sighed heavily. Maybe if he was a girl he'd have a better sense of dress. He shrugged, then decided to go with a semi-casual look. That's what a date was, anyway right? A semi-casual outing. Why was this so complicated?!<br><br>He decided to dress simply as well to save his brain from exploding. He wore a casual white, collared button-up and through on a suave and sculpted black blazer with two buttons on the open bottom and three on the right cuff. Complementing the blazer, and the sleek yet simplistic use, he wore a pair of black dress pants as well. He checked himself out in the mirror on his closet door and had to admit, he actually looked pretty cool. He gave a cocky grin and a thumbs up before shutting the door, only to have his father standing right there. <strong>"And where do you think you're going?"</strong><br><br><strong>"WHAT THE FUCK, DAD?! HOW'D YOU EVEN-"</strong><br><br>His father held up a set of the master keys, and Adell glared daggers at the grinning man. It was obvious where Adell got his eccentric energy and trademark grin from. <strong>"Going out to see a girl, eh?"</strong> Adell's first reaction was to deny it, but the lie got stuck in his throat. What was the point in lying if his father already knew? He hesitated, and then fell silent awaiting a long lecture, but what he got instead was a cocky smirk and a bottle of cologne. <strong>"No son of mine will be going on any date smelling like musk."</strong> <br><br>Honestly, Adell didn't know what to say, but his father didn't require any praise. He was just happy to help out his son. <strong>"Now you're mother's still got a bug up her ass about the last girl you brought home, so I won't tell her where you're going. I'm sure this one's better than the last. Between us guys, sometimes it takes a field of weeds to help us appreciate a lovely rose."</strong> And with that, his father casually strolled out of his son's room and made his rounds through the rest of the floor.<br><br>Adell didn't know how to feel. He spent all day trying to avoid his parents because it seemed they never understood him, yet as soon as he was ready to actually dislike them, his dad does, well, this. He sighed heavily through his nose, then a small smile formed on his face. <strong>"Thanks... dad."</strong> &nbsp;He then smirked as he recalled his father's analogy. <strong>"Rose, huh? Ironic."</strong> With a confident smirk and a few light spritzes of cologne, he was heading off to meet his date: the lovely Ms. Rose.<br><br>Once he got downstairs he exited the lobby and had a real dilemma. Should he take a ride or should he walk? He liked the convenience of having a vehicle, but taking a motorcycle on a casual first date probably wasn't a good idea. He could take the car, but then he'd have to ask for permission from his dad, and plus showing up in <em>THAT</em> might be a little... well... over-the-top. Walking it is... Maybe it'll be more intimate and romantic that way.<br><br>It took him a bit longer than expected to reach the flower shop on foot. Checking his watch he realized he was almost five minutes late. Definitely not a good first impression. He couldn't imagine how Eleanor must feel waiting on him like this. The first thing he would have to do is apologize and hope she forgives him. Man, he was such a loser. Finally, he made it around the corner and walked up to the shop, but Eleanor was nowhere in sight. Had she decided to just leave after waiting for him for so long? He lowered his head in disappointment and cursed a bit underneath his breath. He'd never even taken the girl's phone number down to keep in contact with her. Man, was he terrible at this.<br><br>And that's when he noticed a glimpse of bubblegum pink moving about within the store. He focused his attention and realized that, among all the beautiful flowers, there was Eleanor still working. He checked his watch again to make sure he had the time right. Yup. It was definitely a few minutes past the time he said he'd meet her. Maybe she was waiting for him inside. It was still pretty warm outside even though the sun set awhile ago. With a shrug and a deep breath, he pushed the door opened and walked into the shop. <strong>"Hey, Eleanor. Sorry I'm... late..."</strong> His words fell breathless when he saw his date in her elegant, yet animated outfit. Her hair her clothes, everything looked so stunning; and even more so when in the presence of such beautiful floral arrangements. <strong>"Wow..."</strong> The word came out unconsciously as he was literally quite stunned by her beauty.<br><br>This had to be a dream, but if it was, he never wanted to wake up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 13:56:15</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Out and about -&gt; Flowers from Florence</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Adell, Eleanor</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Canine</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi scoured the streets, desperately searching for a form of entertainment. He had only been in the city for three days, long enough to be enrolled and speak to Lord Death for living arrangements. His first encounter with him was interesting enough, but he had expected something far more sinister. Madam Arachne was far more entertaining, despite her cruelties. <br><br>The concrete path was rough on his paws as he strolled through the twisting streets. "Not even a petty cat to chase? How droll." The day had already felt long even though night was nowhere near in his eyes. Though something in particular was able to catch his eye across the street, a boy with flaming hair that was apparently there to see the girl making arrangements.<br><br><em>"Why don't you go and play with them a bit?"</em> A voice whispered into his ear so subtly.<br><br>He could have sworn he'd heard his mistress speak to him. A quick glance around showed he was mistaken but still.... Regardless, now that the idea was stuck in his head, he couldn't resist. <br><br>With an excited bark he rushed toward the pair, skidding to a halt in front of the girl, tail wagging. In all honesty he was looking for something in which he could snag that would make them give chase.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 00:18:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Making Flower Arrangements and Bouquets<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Florence<br><hr><br>Eleanor was so focused on the bouquet that she heard the ring from the bell that rang when a costumer came in but she didn't look up. Then she heard an oh so familiar voice and looked up with her doe like wide eyes. Standing there was Adell looking more handsome than ever, which she didn't think was possible. He was dressed so perfectly, he look so nice. That was when she realized her predicament, she was busy being happy thinking about Adell while working that she was late for there date. <strong>"Oh my gosh I am so sorry, I completely lost track of time while I was working. Not that I wasn't looking forward to it. I was, I really really was!"</strong>[/color] Her pale face was pink with embarrassment. Not only was she late but not even ready. Oh dear god. This could not be worst. <br><br>Boy was she wrong. She heard his wow and right then she processed what she was wearing, she was still her ridiculous work outfit that Florence's had made her for the day. She blushed bright red and became clearly self conscious. The dress was short and it was strapless and tight from her waist up. It showed off how curvy and hourglass shaped she actually was and causes her cleavage to show more, not in a tasteless way though. <strong>"I-I am so sorry, these are my works clothes. I have to wear these outfits my boss gives me. Er I don't normally dress so over the top."</strong>[/color] She was so flustered, he must think she looked so <br><br>Suddenly and as if on queue Florence popped out of no where and beside Adell.<strong> "Ah are you admiring my my greatest and latest creation or just the stunning model wearing it?"</strong> He chuckled and then slipped beside Eleanor wrapping his arm around her. Oh gosh every time she didn't think it could get worse it did. First she was late, then she was wearing this outfit, and now her crazy boss here and saying the most ridiculous stuff. Then as Florence put the pieces together, Eleanor's blush and the way she was acting and then the nice appearance of a young man admiring her. A big smile came upon his face, <strong>"You must be Adell! Ellie has told me oh so much about you! How splendid! You're right Ellie he is as handsome as you said,"</strong> He fluttered up to Adell excitedly. Eleanor needed to get out of this situation, this was bad<br><br>Eleanor was freaking out a little this was chaos. <strong>"Oh wait that means if he's here then you're late."</strong> He then smirked and handed her a bag, <strong>"Luckily I have your change of clothes right here."</strong> Florence was like her fairy godfather, he had just saved her. A huge smile came on Eleanor's face as she took the back handed to her in surprise. <strong>"Y-yeah I'll go back and change right now."</strong> She went into the back room to change into the dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) quickly and right as she was about to come out Florence shoved her back in, <strong>"No you don't, You're not done."</strong> He quickly fixed her hair and added some jewelry, <strong>"Perfect."</strong> With that be began to push her into the front room, <strong>"Florence, I look more ridiculous in this than your crazy outfits. He's going to laugh at me."</strong> The next thing she knew she was face to face with Adell. "Er-Hi, sorry about everything." She bit her lower lip. <br><br>Right then she spotted a dog walking in right as she was about to walk away. How did he manage to get inside the store? <strong>"How did you get in here? No matter, I've got something for you."</strong> She smiled and reached behind the counter and pulled out a dog treat and gave it to him. Eleanor fed the dogs and cats around the neighborhood. Now that she thought of it she had never seen him around before. Not to mention he didn't seem like a stray, he wasn't mangy at all, he was a beautiful breed. There was something about this dog. Her witch side had a weird feeling, her soul perception was telling her something too. Maybe it was just her nerves, after all she had just made a bit of a fool of herself. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 08:03:01</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Flowers from Florence</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Adell, Eleanor</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Canine</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi's tail wagged in amusement as the girl got confused over how he came inside. The door had been slightly ajar and he had simply nudged it open with his snout. An easy task for even a normal canine.<br><br>He sat as she went behind the counter to grab to his surprise was a dog treat. 'Really?' He thought to himself as it was offered. But then again, it was free. After a sniff or two at the item, he finally took it. The beef flavored treat tasted good enough for a snack at least, but nowhere near filling. Then he turned his mind back to the reason he was there. Entertainment. He couldn't help but notice a weird water bottle with the girl's scent all over it just sitting on the counter. Easy to take and carry, it was perfect. At this point the boy didnt even hold any interest to the canine. His focus only on the bottle, and the girl's reaction.<br><br>With his plan set, he jumped onto the counter and sniffed around as if he was going for more treats, ears perked and tail still wagging. As soon as the girl or boy moved to get him, he would grab the bottle and make a break for it. This was going to be fun as he greatly enjoyed teasing humans.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 01:34:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell was in amazement to see his partner in such ... creative clothing. His mouth, like the door to the shop, hung slightly ajar as he stared at the girl, but then, when he heard the shopkeeper's voice, he realized how rude he must have been just staring like that. <strong>"Oh, umm... it... she..."</strong> He paused, then took a deep breathe as he adjusted his wild soul. All that training was really paying off. <strong>"You look great, Eleanor. I might have to start shopping here."</strong> He gave a confident smirk. The best way for him to get over his awkward nervousness was to attack it head-on and be as confident as he was nervous.<br><br>It was then when the shop keeper, Eleanor's boss and creator of such an elaborate outfit, seemed to recognize the red-head. Had they met before? No, actually. The eccentric man went on to talk about how Eleanor mentioned him. <strong>~Handsome?~</strong> His face turned almost as red as his hair and a goofy smile formed on his face. <strong>~She said I'm handsome?~</strong> He wanted to skip to his loo, but realized this was not the time nor place to do so. Also, he needed to readjust that stupid kool-aid grin on his face.<br><br>Her boss then realized Eleanor was late, and that's what caused Adell to realized the panicked look on his date's face. <strong>"O-oh, It's not a problem! We've got all night, so take your time."</strong> He was actually a little upset that Florence was pushing her away to change into something else. Adell would have loved to have her continue wearing that <em>work</em> outfit. He shrugged, however. He could tell she seemed a bit uncomfortable in the uniform, and the last thing the young man wanted was for Eleanor to be uncomfortable. He wanted her to enjoy herself, so that maybe they could go on another date. Adell laughed at himself a bit. He was already looking forward to their next date, and the one after that even before going on this one. man, he fell hard for this girl. He wondered if that was a problem.<br><br>Adell was too busy picturing Eleanor and himself talking long walks under the starry night to even realize that a dog entered the shop. It didn't seem as if Florence noticed either. He was too busy putting the final touches on the pink-haired girl. Finally, Adell was able to return to reality. He pulled back his sleeve to check the glistening bronze rollex on his wrist. 8:15. Good. They had plenty of night left over.<br><br>Just when he was finally getting over his shock, Eleanor came flying out from the back wearing an even more stunning dress than before. The outfit sparkled with the same beauty as her eyes, which were now only a few inches away from his as Florence literally shoved the girl right in front of Adell. <strong>"Ahh..."</strong> He was slightly panicked. Her appearance stole his breath from his lungs and her overwhelming natural beauty flooded his mind. She was so close that he could reach out and grasp her slender waist with his strong hands. He resisted the urge of course, but couldn't, for the life of him, gather the words to express her level of stunning.<br><br>There were no words.<br><br>None, spoken by mortals, could begin to scrape the surface of her level of beauty. It was then that Adell noticed the strange-looking dog down by their feet. His eyes broke away from Eleanor's and finally, his breath returned to him. She too looked down at the animal, and he was grateful for its sudden appearance. If he stood there unable to breathe for too much longer he might have passed out before they even left for their date. The embodiment of beauty, formally known as Eleanor Byrd Rose, stepped away if only to get a small treat for the animal that'd wandered into the store. Adell was regaining control of his breathing by allowing gentle currents of air to flow from his nostrils. He felt his heart beat. Had it stopped? For how long?<br><br><strong>"Oh!"</strong> Boy, was he really knocked off his game by Eleanor. He'd forgotten they were still in reality and he was far too quiet. <strong>"You look..."</strong> Damn the mortals who created this language for not making a word to describe the beauty! <strong>"Stamazing... Ah! I mean..."</strong> He gave up, and just dropped his head with embarrassment. He couldn't pick between stunning or amazing, and somehow, the words happened to fuse into one. He hated when he did that. He lifted his head and rubbed his hair as he shined a smile at the girl. That's when he noticed the dog jump up on the counter looking for more treats. <strong>"Hey, you're not supposed to be up there, dude."</strong> Adell smirked at the animal, then went to reach out and grab him off from the counter. <strong>"Come on, big guy. Time to go."</strong><br><br>After that moment, Adell really started to dislike animals.<br><br>Swiftly, the interestingly colored animal snapped out with its jowls and grabbed Eleanor's bottle of sugar water, than dashed off from the counter and out the door. <strong>"AH! HEY WAIT!"</strong> Adell tried to grab the animal, but it was moving way too fast for him, plus he was still somewhat exhausted from his chase with Eleanor just yesterday. <strong>~OH MY GOD, THAT COCK-BLOCKING... GAH!~</strong> His fiery soul exploded, but he held his tongue from swearing in front of his date and her boss. This was turning out to be a disaster. <strong>"Eleanor, come on! We might be able to catch him!"</strong> The red-headed Meister was ready to dash out of the store after the animal, but he would not leave until the girl reached out for the hand he extended to her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 23:53:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/IeNCvSU.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Hallway<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum <br><hr><br>Once a few minutes had passed and she was calm enough to breath without gulping for air, Roxi slowly gathered her things and started sliding them into her bag. She sighed when she saw her ipod screen had cracked and cuddled the tiny mp3 in her hands. She turned it off and placed it in her jacket pocket. She stood and took a step only to wince and moan in pain. Setting her bag down and knelt and realized she must of sprained her ankle when she fell. She rolled her head back and groaned at the day she was having and how everything in her life resembled a roller coaster ride. She threw her messager-bag over her shoulder as she hopped on her good foot down the the rest of the stairs. She turned her head to the left knowing she couldnt go home with her leg as it was and decided to head to the nurse to retrieve an ice pack and bandage her foot before heading home early. She had a hard time hopping along the walls to the nurses ward, glad that people were in class and not a witness to her ridiculous circumstance. Her thoughts drifted to Jack and how she reacted to him. She had never felt that way about a person before, and she wondered if she was just scared of getting close to someone and then them turning on her. The image or her step father made her loose her balance but her hand shot out and helped her slide down the wall. She let out a breath and looked down the hallways in both directions, this was taking way to long, she would have to wait till someone came by to help her. She winced as she removed her black boot from her foot and saw the ugly blue bruise starting to form. She twitched it and a shot of pain ran up her leg causing her eyes to water. She let her lean back and took a few short breaths. Why would it be so bad to let Jack close? Maybe he could understand her? Maybe he could heal what was left of her broken heart? Or maybe he could shatter what was left? She opened her eyes and stared out of the big window in front of her as the clouds moved easily by. Her fingers drummed to a song in her head and she smiled at how easily her doubt and worries could vanish with just a rhythm in her head. Pulling out her drumsticks she tapped out another song hoping who ever was wondering the halls would hear and possibly come find her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 08:22:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> On the Street<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Running down the street<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell and Koromi<br><hr><br>Eleanor was relieved that he wasn't upset with her about being late. Especially since it happened quite a lot with her, being timely was definitely not one of her strong points. A bright blush covered her cheeks as Adell stared at her, looking her up and down. He spent a good amount of time observing her form with out saying anything. It cause her nerves getting the best of her, did hate the way she was dressed? when he said the word 'stamazing'&nbsp; she thought he was stuttering because he was trying to make her feel better about how weird she looked. <br><br>She bit her lip, <strong>"I knew it was too much, isn't it? I must look silly."</strong> She must look like she was trying so hard while he looked so suave and cool. She was such a dork. Her hair was too full to be down and he must hate it. Who could blame him? Gosh maybe she should change, but she didn't want to take anymore of his time, but she also didn't want him to hate the way she looked the whole night. <strong>"I-I could change if you hate it."</strong> She looked down at her feet that her strapped into heels.<br><br>It was so nice of Adell to try to keep the dog off the counter, he didn't have to but he cared enough to do something about it. Eleanor could be a bit of a push over, even if she did have a quick wit. Eleanor was shocked as she saw the dog grab her bottle of sugar water and run out of the Flower shop. <strong>"N-no come back here!"</strong> She panicked. The canine just completely bolted out of the shop. THis could only happened to her right before her first date ever.<br><br>Eleanor felt that way until she saw Adell get rile up by the the dog kidnapping her things. The she felt his fiery soul blase and the words he spoke bring a bid smile to her face, <strong>"Let's go."</strong> With excitement she took his extended hand and she ran out the door with him. Her soft small hand holding onto his strong masculine one. She made sure to yell back to Florence, <strong>"See you later Florence! Thanks for everything!"</strong> She then took a quick glance at Adell as they ran together down the street with a big smile. <br><br>Then she turned her attention back to the black furred thief they were tailing. She could feel Adell was a bit depleted since yesterday, but she was chock full of energy and she just how to fix the problem. <strong>"Hold up for just a sec,"</strong> she stopped in front of him and tiptoed as much as she could to leaned into him give him a kiss on his forehead. As simple and romantic as it look what she really was doing was feeding energy into him. <strong>"I'm sorry if that seemed bold but you should feel really re-energized now."</strong> She giggled and pulled on his arm to continue their chase only now they were going much, much faster. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 11:01:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Flowers from Florence</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Adell, Eleanor</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Canine</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi chuckled as the pair gave chase. Now this was more like it. This game would be fun, but he wouldn't make it easy for them. As soon as he could, he banked left, quickly reaching the end of an alley. He glanced back and saw the blonde girl give the boy a kiss. This was odd to him but then they quickly started to close the gap. Where the hell did he get the energy just now? <br><br>The canine shook the thought as he raced toward the academy. Trying to remember the correct turns were difficult though. <br>Right. <br>Right. <br>Left. <br>Straight. <br>Left. <br>Shit....<br><br>He'd hit a dead end. Easily done for him, as all the his memory was shit. Oh well, he wouldn't give up here. Quickly Koromi dashed to the wall, desperately trying to remember his mantra.... Got it.<br><br>"Bonnes<br>Bones<br>Canan<br>Canine."<br>&nbsp;<br>Just as he reached the wall a stairway of bone burst forth from the ground in front of him, then disappearing behind him with each step. Truly it would bring about questions, but he was on the roof now, having quickly gained thirty stories on his pursuers. He gave a wolfish smile and kept moving, finally stopping at the Academy entrance. The dog was panting a little bit; the boy and girl were relentless he had to give them that....<br><br>It seemed he lost them, too bad. Here he was just getting warmed up. Deciding to lay down, he chose a sot where he had room to move but there was virtually no way to sneak up on him. He even had the nerve to close his eyes, but his ears were on full alert, ready to tell him when to dash at the lightest sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 08:02:00</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>When Adell felt his date’s supple skin against his, he smirked, and the two of them took off in hot pursuit after the animal. Tonight was an unusually beautiful night. After a warm, sunny day, the night was crisp and cool. You could taste the freshness of the air and feel the breeze sending cool sensations against your skin. The night was moderately populated. Death City was very popular for its nightlife. A few cars whizzed by every here and there, but most preferred to walk under this cloudless, starry night.<br><br>The two partners chased the animal across the lively streets. The canine would rush straight through the crowds of shocked pedestrians, but Adell and Eleanor were polite enough to excuse themselves as they barreled through the people on the sidewalks.<br><br>The red-head didn’t know why, but he felt so tired. His muscles were still sore from the day before, and on top of that, he did some intense exercise this morning without even letting his body rest. He was moving a lot slower than usual, and he figured Eleanor realized this, which was why she stopped him for a moment. <strong>"Hold up for just a sec,"</strong><br><br>Adell slowed to a stop before turning to his partner. <strong>“What’s up?”</strong> His breath was short, but got even shorter when he noticed how she was looking at him. Her eyes, for a brief second, seemed shy and unsure. They sparked in the starlight and, without even realizing it, he soon found himself lost in their deep blue seas. The girl moved closer to him, and he firmly held his ground, though growing ever-more-nervous as she got even closer to him. Finally, she stood on the tips of her toes, using his shoulders to balance, and leaned him down just a few inches before placing a light kiss on his forehead.<br><br>Her lips were like cotton candy against his youthful skin, and instantly he felt a burst of pure energy quickly circulate through his body. His face turned a light tint of red as she pulled away and his heart started fluttering with the speed of a hummingbird. <strong>"I'm sorry if that seemed bold but you should feel really re-energized now."</strong><br><br>Was that what she was doing? Trying to reenergize him? He remembered the first time she’d done something like that. It was in the classroom when she touched his arm. This time, thankfully, it was more controlled and not as overwhelming as the first time. Eleanor was just amazing and her powers were fantastic. So this is what it’s like to have a partner. <strong>“Thanks… I actually feel a lot better.”</strong> He was surprised how potent her energy was. Forget 5-hour energy. All he needed was a kiss from Eleanor and he could go all night long!<br><br>It wasn’t until he heard the skittering of canine paws against the ground did he remember what they were doing out here. They were chasing the dog. <strong>”Right! Okay, let’s go get that dog!”</strong> With a clenched fist and a confident fire back in his eye, he turned with the girl in hand and took off after the canine.<br><br>It was amazing. He felt completely rejuvenated. In fact, he felt even better than before! His legs pounded against the cement in hot pursuit of the animal. Adell literally whipped around the corners after the animal with barely any effort. <em><strong>~I feel amazing!~</strong></em> he thought to himself as he ran after the dog. They were finally closing in on it when he realized they were heading to a head-end. <strong>“Alright we got him now!”</strong> He shouted as he dashed towards the trapped animal, but for some reason, it wasn’t stopping. Was it going to run through the wall?<br><br>No!<br><br>Somehow the ground just ahead of the dog spawned long bones that literally formed a stairway for it up to the roof of the building that blocked its path. As it walked up the stairway, the bones would fall to the ground an disappear in a puff of white marrow. Before they could even reach the end of the alley, the dog was already on the roof. Adell didn’t have time to be surprised or confused. Instead, he’d already thought of a new plan in just that instant.<br><br><strong>“Alright, Eleanor! You’re up!”</strong> With that, he turned around in mid-stride and slid to a stop. With Eleanor still running straight for him, he would reach out, grab her by her slim waist, and literally toss her overhead as high as she could go. He remembered not only could she defy gravity with her effortless leaps into the air, but she could also fly if she ever needed to. <strong>“Keep on him. I’m gonna swing around and we’ll cut him off!”</strong><br><br>This was starting to feel less like a date and more like a mission. A plan like this would definitely test their communication and trust with one-another. Instead of winning a corrupt soul, Adell was aiming to win Eleanor’s heart. With his quick wits, determination, and adaptability, he was hoping to really win her over. If this mission was a success, he would definitely be asking her out on another date. <strong>~Yes! If we can catch that dog, I’m asking her out again, no questions asked! You’re mind Scooby-Do!~</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 09:52:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> On the roof<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Standing and talking to Koromi<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell and Koromi<br><hr><br>Eleanor nodded as he thanks her, <strong>"Not a problem!"</strong> She giggled as they continued their quest. They ran down the street and she could feel that Adell was enjoying his new powerful energy that was flowing through him. He was keeping along side with her perfectly. This was truly becoming too much fun, their was nothing Eleanor loved more than a good chase. But this, this was different, she had Adell now and he made all of this better. She could feel him enjoying this as much as her. They were both on target and very into this, this must be what it's like to have a Miester that you truly connect with.<br><br>They were coming up on a dead end, but she knew better than anyone than to start getting confident. She had gotten out of situations very similar to this when she was chased. That was when she heard a very confident Adell announce that they had him now. She swear if they were in any other situation she would burst out laughing at how completely different the two of them approached the situation. But that was what she liked so much about him, his confident and cocky nature. Even though she didn't think they had him yet she was still very surprised as suddenly a series of white bone like material formed and created a staircase for the canine. <em>'I knew their was something up with that dog!'</em> To her that just made things more fun, she loved a good twist. He's not just any dog, she had seen others like him before. <strong>"He's a Magical Canine."</strong> She informed Adell. He was her partner was she knew he needed to know.<br><br>Eleanor was someone who would often work around others as to not disturb them or make things easier on others. Though she didn't often get the chance to work with other class mate because they refused to work with her. Along with this her empathetic powers also gave her the upper hand of being able to read others. These two things made her a very good partner to work with since she knew when and how to mold her technique and form to fit her partners. Adell was like the earth; sturdy, strong, and solid like a rock while she was the malleable ocean that&nbsp; formed and waned around his solid form.<br><br>So when she heard Adell she matched with what he wanted to do, <strong>"Right-O!"</strong> She nodded and with a cute wink. THen she heard is plan and confirmed it with quirky excitement, <strong>"Gotcha!"</strong> She ran into his grasp and felt him grab her by the waist and throw with incredibly strength. With that strength of his and her crazy speed they meshed perfectly. She was launched 25 stories which was damn good but just barely not close enough. With ease she then bounced from wall to wall to make up the last 5 stories. Then she decided to dip into some of her witches abilities as she made her way up.<br><br>The tattoo like markings on her back came to life and Hummingbird wings extended beautifully out of her back. Though she wasn't using her wings for flight this time, they increased her speed impressively. She wasn't just known as the fastest student at the DWMA for nothing. It was really the only not hurtful nickname she had. She was upside down for a moment her hands landing on the roof edge to help her then flip herself so she landed on her feet with ease. There was another benefit to not only having enhanced speed but her witch's animal it made her so quick that one wouldn't even have the chance to hear her coming or even know she was near until she was already there. <br><br>Eleanor smiled as she locked eyes with the canine, <strong>" So you're a Magical Canine, not too common and very cool. I like your style."</strong> She waited for his reaction from both her sudden appearance and what she said. He was a very good chase, truly he was. What their target didn't realize was that he wasn't being chased by just regular teenagers. Not only that but that one of the pair was a magical being as well. So he wasn't the only one with a magical advantage. Eleanor didn't sense anything other than playfulness from his waves, so she didn't think he had taken her bottle of sugar-water to be mean. <strong>"You're a great chase, very fun."</strong>&nbsp; She smiled sweetly and sincerely.<br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 22:03:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/136b3636-f240-4e32-95be-3a4eb48eec8f_zps75fde6a4.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br>Location: DWMA Classroom<br>Tagging: Roxi Reed<br><hr><br>After a few minutes of wandering throughout the halls of the school once more, the familiarity of his current situation almost immediately dawned on Jack. The corridors still twisted and turned, and the staircases were just as needlessly long as they had been earlier that day. Thankfully, there was a slight difference between this trek throughout the school and the one he'd had taken on his way to his first class. Getting himself lost and wandering around for so long was just enough for him to familiarize himself with the school's layout to an extent, and since it was still fresh on his mind it didn't seem nearly as confusing anymore. However, that wasn't to say that the trip was without it's problems. The DWMA <strong>was</strong> quite a large place after all, and despite being familiar with the layout there where still a few bits and pieces which escaped his memory. All and all, with whatever he did remember of the layout, a <em>staggering</em> five or six minutes were cut from what had initially been a half hour walk. Yep. It still took every second of the remaining twenty five minutes for him to find Roxanna.<br><br>Even then, he didn't approach her immediately. The tap-tap-tapping of her drumsticks gave her away before she'd even come into his view. Just a turn into the next hallway and he was sure he'd see her...which was why he'd stopped just before turning into that hallway, pressing his back against the wall with a sigh. His mind wandered, back to what had happened in the classroom. It didn't matter what the reasoning really was. How was he supposed to know it anyway? From his perspective, things were looking up, she was about to say yes...and then she didn't. Something made her stop herself. Then she was quick to get away from him. After thinking it all over he suddenly felt incredibly dumb. He didn't even know why he was there anymore. Though he never quite knew why he felt so obligated to follow her in the first place.<br><br>Beyond not understanding why he followed her, he wasn't even sure what he expected would come about for doing so. Even that didn't matter now, though. He was here, and at the very least he had words for her. Some sorta explanation for the sudden one-eighty in her behavior would've been nice, too. Taking a deep breath, he pushed himself off of the cold wall and turned the corner, slipping his jacket back on as he approached. "So..." He came to a halt a good six feet away from her. He thought it'd be best to give her space. "There any reason for all that? Or was it just for kicks?" If it was even possible, his voice seemed even lower then, and his expression returned to it's usual neutrality. Whatever closeness there had been, he certainly wasn't feeling it anymore. Just that awkward feeling of being around someone he felt wanted him away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 13:33:06</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Flowers from Florence</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Adell, Eleanor</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi tilted his head in slight confusion at the sudden appearance of the girl, setting down the bottle as he stood.&nbsp; He sniffed at the girl, finally taking in her scent. "Now it makes sense. You're like mistress.... Well, half of you at least. Half witch, half weapon. Your witch animal is a hummingbird too. Very unique, you should be very proud of yourself as not many have your potential." Yes, he could figure all that out by scent, after all, that was one thing you couldn't change.<br><br>The canine gave a grin as he transformed to his more human state with a cloud of pitch black smoke. "I am Koromi Yokotawa and I am a new meister at The DWMA. I appreciate your compliment, it's not something I hear too often." He said with a slight bow. <br><br>His human form was covered in a long cloak, hiding his tail and ears, the only remaining evidence of his canine heritage. His eyes seemed to pierce her soul with the greatest of malice, despite his kind nature. "In any case it's nice to meet you." With that said he held out her water bottle for her to take. "I'm glad your not upset with me, I'm no good at meeting people in.... Normal ways."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 23:30:04</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn <br>loction: rooftop<br>tagged: Koromi, Eleanor <br>"not a whole lot of people in death city would agree with haveing the blood of a witch as being a good thing, but i'm not part of that majority." As ussual neither of them had noticed Zetsuga lying on the rooftop trying to take a nap away from all the noise. Hee gotup and dusted himself off before giving an overly dramatic bow to the newcomers of rooftop land. "I am Zetsuga Staghorn, unpartnnered weapon, bastard sword class, a fitting weapon considering that I am a bastard, I recognize Eleanor, but I can't seem to remember you Yellow eyes. You wouldn't happen to be looking for a weapon, woul you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 03:48:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> On the roof<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Standing and talking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell, Koromi, and Zetsuga<br><hr><br>Eleanor watched as he placed the bottle down and she walked over to him with a smile. Then she was surprised as he sniffed his nose was able to know such details about her, she used soul protect to hide her witches soul and so that way if there was a evil witch in Death City that the DWMA would take a chance and brush it off as her. She became a bit worried that he might act hostile to her once her knew that but he showed know sign of distaste and his waves held no anger either. She smiled excitedly, <strong>"Wow that is super neat! You've got a great nose."</strong> She then heard his compliment and she blushed still unaccustomed to compliments, <strong>"Thank you that is very nice of you to say."</strong> Everyone usually held such hostility towards her because of her being a witch. First Adell and now this magical canine, she was so elated. <br><br>Once he transformed into a human form she smiled even wider. <strong>"It is nice to meet you and your human face, Koromi Yokowata, I am Eleanor Byrd Rose and I am a weapon at the DWMA."</strong> She extended her hand to shake his. Watching as he bowed she quickly went to stop him with a hand on his shoulder, <strong>"Oh no there's no need to bow, though it is very polite."</strong> She reassured him in her usual kind manner. <strong>"You're welcome, I appreciate your compliment as well, I don't receive them normally either and especially not about my being a witch."</strong> She chuckled awkwardly. <br><br>He had black and yellow eyes that were odd but amazing, but they were very intimidating as he stared at her. It was odd since he had a kind demeanor though his eyes didn't match. <strong>"It is very nice to meet you as well."</strong> She accepted her water bottle back as he handed it to her. What he said was sweet but sad. <strong>"Aw that is more than fine, I'm not upset as all. Trust me it takes a lot to anger me, besides I am quite glad this happened since I got a chance to meet you, so thank you."</strong> She chuckled sweetly, completely meaning what she said. She loved to meet new people and Koromi was certainly a nice person to meet. <br><br>Suddenly another male that had been on the roof made himself known. It was Zetsuga Staghorn, she had seem him before around school. <strong>"Hello Zetsuga, it's nice to see you again."</strong> As she heard his words she felt a tightness that formed in her chest, what he said was very true. She took her eyes off Zetsuga and looked down her happy demeanor becoming muted, <strong>"He's right."</strong> Then she felt a relief wash over her as he said he didn't agree with others. It was true he had never shown any hostility towards her like the others, but she didn't know if he just kept it to himself.&nbsp; She then looked back up her perky attitude returning. <strong>"Thank you."</strong> She word and voice clearly showing an appreciation for him not hating her like the others. The two of them had never really spoken so she really only knew about him. His name and that he was a Meister-less weapon like her. Though unlike her he was an autonomous weapon and he was able to acquire 16 souls alone with out a partner. A very impressive feat. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 05:51:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose, Koromi, and Zetsuga<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell was having a bit of a time scaling the tall building. Luckily there was a side alley where he could wall-jump using the neighboring structure. It sucked though, being human. He could only do but so much before his mortal body reached its limit. Once he hit his limit, he grappled on to the roof top of the shorter building and hoisted himself up. He was expecting to see the magical canine jumping from the taller one any moment now, and Adell would take hot pursuit, but nothing. He waited patiently, but still, no canine. What was going on. Did Eleanor capture it already? Or was she in trouble?!<br><br><strong>"Shit!"</strong> Desperately Adell summoned all his energy to his legs and jumped from the roof of the lower building to the taller one's wall, where he landed feet first and did his absolute best to run as far vertically as possible. How could he be so careless to allow her to chase down the target by herself? If anything had happened to her it would be completely Adell's fault. His legs could carry him no further and gravity exerted its immortal force upon his human body, but Adell fought back defiantly and, with one more stride, carried himself within arm's reach of the roof. He extended his hand and gripped the side of the tall building. His body hung there almost thirty stories from the ground: A fall that would surely kill him. But did he care? Of course not! Not while Eleanor might be in danger.<br><br>With his strong arm he pulled himself against gravity and hoisted his young body upon the roof. With clenched fist and soul burning he rose from the side of the building, only to have his fires extinguished when he saw his partner having idol chitchat with two strange people. In a poof, all his anger and fear fizzled out, leaving a wafting steam of utter bafflement. Where had the canine gone? Who were these two other students? How did Eleanor get her bottle back.<strong>"Uhhm..."</strong> He was a few yards away from everyone else, so he took a slow arc away from the two males in order to get closer to his bubble-gum-haired weapon. As he looked upon the two strangers he realized one of them wasn't so strange after all. The one furthest away from the group was another student int heir same class. Adell wasn't the most observant when it came to people; especially classmates. He wasn't the best with names either, so it was very awkward for him when other people knew who he was, but he hadn't the slightest clue about them.<br><br>Still, no one seemed to be hostile towards Eleanor, so there was no need for him to be so tense. He relaxed and looked towards his partner. She seemed perfectly fine, though her bright glow of energy seemed a bit dim now. Had someone said something that upset her? Was it the one with the yellow eyes? It was a somewhat unsettling air about him. Maybe Adell was just being to brash and over-protective? Such a thing was common for those cursed with a fiery soul. He forcibly relaxed himself. No one was outwardly making any hostile moves against his date, nor did it seem like she was outwardly showing signs of discomfort. Maybe everything was fine and he was just jumping to conclusions. <strong>"So I see you got your bottle back."</strong> It was obvious he was curious how, as to who this stranger was that was standing in front of her. It was then that he began piecing things together. Perhaps this new person was the magical canine in human form. Eleanor must have caught him after all.<br><br>Man, she was amazing. <strong>"Everything okay, Eleanor?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 06:58:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> On the roof<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Standing and talking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell, Koromi, and Zetsuga<br><hr><br>Eleanor's face lit up with joy as she saw Adell climb up onto the roof. <strong>"Adell! I'm so glad you're here!"</strong> She waved him over with excitement. <strong>"Everything is absolutely fine! Where have you been? Oh Koromi gave me my water bottle back so we're all set now."</strong> She smiled and spoke as if Adell knew that the dog had transformed into the human that she had standing with before, let alone his name. A second later and she realized her mistake, proceeding to explain and introduce the two. <strong>"Oh let me explain, Adell this is Koromi, the magical canine that took my water bottle. And Koromi this is Adell my Meister."</strong> That was the first time she had said it to another student. It made it feel official, she was sure this was news to Zetsuga since he knew how difficult it was for a witch like her to find someone willing to be her partner.<br><br>Of course her ADD had gotten the best of her and their date returned to her attention once more. <strong>"Oh gosh Adell, our date, I'm so sorry! Things really went off the rail."</strong> It wasn't that she forgot about it but all the chaos had distracted her. She turned to Koromi and Zetsuga, <strong>"Well I would really love to spend more time with you too but Adell and I have to get going. Bye! See you guys at school Monday! And Koromi please don't hesitate to come over or sit with me if you see me around school. I would really like it if we could be friends,"</strong> She smiled sweetly as the magical canine before turning to Zetsuga, <strong>"That goes for you too, but only if you want to of course."</strong> She giggled and then went to run over to Adell.<br><br>RIIIIIIPPPPPPP!<br><br>Right then as she went to run to Adell her dress caught on one of the weird architectural structures on the root and the bottom of her dress ripped right across. It was torn haphazardly horizontally/diagonally across, her dress was now much, much shorter than it was before. Now it was only right below her butt and another tear on one side going up and past her hip, stopping just above it. <br><br>She heard the tear and stopped dead in her tracks to look down and be met with the scene. Her cheeks turned bright red and her eye went wide with embarrassment. Her hand flew down in an attempt to try to pull down the dress though her attempts were useless. Though one hand was smart enough to keep together part the tore up her thigh. At the very least she was lucky it hadn't torn to the point of completely exposure, even though this was only slightly better.<br><br><strong>"Ohgosh-ohmygosh!"</strong> She squealed in embarrassment. <strong>"I-I am so so sorry! This is so humiliating!"</strong> Eleanor's eyes wide as she spazzed out. This was it, this was the most most humiliating thing that had ever happened to her. Now Adell was definitely going to never talk to her again. He would probably even laugh at her and think she was the lamest weapon ever. She just wanted to get out of her, go home, and hide. She looked down and closed her eyes, she couldn't look anyone in the eyes right now but especially not Adell.<br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 08:01:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Flowers from Florence <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose, Koromi, and Zetsuga<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> It was a breath of relief to see Eleanor instantly return to her happy, bubbly self, and the Meister could feel her waves of joy reaching him. A smile formed on his face and now he was completely at ease. So long as Eleanor was okay, he didn't have a reason to be hostile towards the others. She introduced the two strangers in a very hyper fashion, as he was accustomed to by now, of course. <strong>"Oh let me explain, Adell this is Koromi, the magical canine that took my water bottle. And Koromi this is Adell my Meister."</strong> The teen turned to the magical canine and gave an approving head-nod towards him. He also liked the sound of being referred to as her Meister. He was honored to have the title, and it tickled him to hear Eleanor refer to him as such. It made him feel accepted by his weapon, and he appreciated that feeling.<br><br>It was then that she seemed to remember the date they were supposed to be having. Adell was grateful that she still wanted to continue with their date, though he wouldn't have minded if she just wanted to go home after such a weird interruption. Still, he wouldn't let it get to him. She was happy, and he felt happy as well. He was even more excited to hear that she wanted to continue. Perhaps things were finally starting to turn around for him.<br><br>So Eleanor began her goodbyes to her new acquaintances and offered them an invitation to approach her at any time during school hours. Adell chimed in with a joking smirk directed towards Koromi. <strong>"Just don't steal her water bottle next time, kay? A simple <em>'hi'</em> would be more than appreciated."</strong> The the magical canine did look intimidating with his style of dress and his piercing eyes, but Adell wasn't one to judge others based on appearance. Besides, he could always use a new friend. It would be amazing if they could put a team together some time in the future. The Meister has heard about some senior students performing amazing team resonances during the most challenging of missions, and since then he'd always wanted to try. He'd have to master a solo-resonance with Eleanor first, though, before he could even begin thinking about a team resonance.<br><br>When the girl turned to Adell, he was taken back by her beautiful smile and her cheerful waves of energy. She was just so beautiful. So radiant. So...<br><br>RIIIIIIPPPPPPP!<br><br>His eyes were locked on to the girl's now frozen body. Wandering from the blank expression on her face, to the tattered dress that barely concealed her long legs, he felt his face heat up. He knew that Eleanor had very beautiful skin, but this was the first time he'd seen... so much of it. At first, he couldn't help but stare. Her legs were just so... he dare not think about it or else risk rousing Lower Adell. Still, he could not remove his eyes from her body, that is, until she started panicking. <strong>"Ohgosh-ohmygosh! I-I am so so sorry! This is so humiliating!"</strong> She squealed with embarrassment as she bounced around and did her best to keep what little bit of the dress she had together.<br><br>It was then that he realized, this was actually quite funny. He tried to hold it back, but the situation was just too Eleanor. He snickered at first, but attempted to cover his mouth. This failed miserably and he happened to start laughing. He didn't mean to laugh, and it wasn't to taunt her. The situation in itself was just terribly ironic. As soon as they were about to get on with their date, her dress gets snagged and rips horribly. At the same time, it just seemed like another quirky moment in the life of Eleanor.<br><br>Finally, he recollected himself and swallowed the last few chuckles in his throat. <strong>"I swear, the worst things happen to you."</strong> His words were calm, and he had a humored smirk on his face as he walked over to the struggling girl while removing the blazer from his body. Once behind the girl he placed the blazer over her body. Since he was somewhat taller than she was, the ends were just long enough to skirt around her lower half. <strong>"There. Not as good as a dress, but at least it'll keep you covered."</strong> The blazer would still be warm from the Meister's body heat, and the smell of his cologne would be ever-present in the fabric. <strong>"Sorry about your dress. I'll replace it for you the next time we find a store."</strong> He wondered if he should have withheld that statement. Adell was a kind young man with a big heart. He would never hesitate to help out whoever he could; especially Eleanor.<br><br>The dress looked very expensive though, and even though he could easily replace it for her, he wasn't quite ready to answer any questions about where he got enough money to do so. He'd only known Eleanor for a short time now and, even though she seemed like a very accepting and understanding individual, there were still some old wounds the young Meister rather not have prodded. Money does change people. It also changes those around you. He didn't want Eleanor to change, or act differently towards him because of his economic status. He enjoyed being treated as a normal person by her. It was refreshing, and made him feel as though she truly liked <em>Adell</em>, and not just <em>Adell's Money</em>.<br><br><strong>"H-how about we get you home? I can't have you roaming the streets in tattered clothing now can I?"</strong> The young man was still very close to his date as he made sure she was able to comfortably dress himself in his top. At this point, he really wouldn't want to force her to stay outside any longer. He had fun chasing down the magical canine, and got a nice little peepshow as well. In his mind, this was a very satisfying night. Not exactly what he planned, but he still enjoyed the time with her. Now all he needed to do was return her home in one peace. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 08:44:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Outside of her Apartment/Work<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Talking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>At first Eleanor was horrified as he began to laugh at her. Even if she couldn't blame him. <strong>"I swear, the worst things happen to you."</strong> It was so very true and she began to giggle, <strong>"Is it that obvious?"</strong> She manage to get out between her chuckles. If he knew this and was still being nice to this just might mean that he'll be able to put up with all her future incidents. Then when he put his blazer around her, her heart overfilled with joy and happiness. He was the greatest thing to ever happen to her. She looked up at him with her wide doe eyes, <strong>"It's better than a dress. Thank you."</strong> The jacket smelt just like him and was still held his warmth, it was absolutely wonderful. <br><br>When he offered to buy her a new dress she looked at him with a weird expression, <strong>"Adell that's ridiculous, stop that. I tore the dress not you. You're very nice but I couldn't accept something like that."</strong> She chuckled, what a strange guy. She could never accept a present like that. Then she heard the next thing he said it was bitter sweet. <strong>"H-how about we get you home? I can't have you roaming the streets in tattered clothing now can I?"</strong> She didn't want to end their date but she really need to change out of this. <strong>"Y-Yeah I guess we should."</strong> She bit her lip before smiling to him.<br><br>Once they arrived at the flower shop Eleanor turned to Adell. She had spent the whole walk over wishing there was a way for them to not have to call off their date. <strong>"Hey do you want to come inside and finally have our date? I know it's probably not what you wanted but I could cook us some dinner and we could play a game and watch a movie. I live by myself so we wouldn't have to worry about anyone else."</strong> Her eyes filled with hope as she looked at him. <strong>"T-that is if you still want this date, I would-I would totally understand if you don't."</strong> She bit her plump lower lip. She didn't want to make him date her, but she wanted it so badly. She like him so much and everything that had happened hadn't deterred her. it had only made like him more and prove to her more that she like him even more.<br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 00:53:53</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Along the walk back to Eleanor's apartment, the young Meister couldn't help but admire how sexy she looked in just his blazer. It was long enough to cover her, yet still short enough to tease his eye. It took a lot of energy to suppress the blush that was forming on his face. He didn't even want to think about how he'd be feeling if it was just the tattered ends of her dress. Such a sight would surely send him over the edge. Finally they arrived, and Adell breathed a quiet breath of relief. He'd gotten the girl home safe and sound. He stopped a few feet away from the door to the shop and smiled at his date. It was a bittersweet moment. He had fun, and thought that tonight ended rather well given the circumstances, but at the same time, he felt like their night was cut short and he couldn't help but take responsibility. He was the one who asked her out, so he felt like it was his duty to make this a perfect night. Of course he knew there was no such thing a perfect, but who was expecting a magical canine to just swoop in and steal her water bottle? That was just fate being totally unfair.<br><br><strong>"Hey do you want to come inside and finally have our date?"</strong> When he first heard her question, his heart-skipped a beat and his mind instantly wandered to a very perverted place. He turned to her innocent eyes and stared at the girl with a mixture of shock and curiosity. Deep in his heart he knew she wasn't asking for what his mind was thinking, but he couldn't help but entertain the fantasy that was playing through his head. She continued, <strong>"I know it's probably not what you wanted but I could cook us some dinner and we could play a game and watch a movie. I live by myself so we wouldn't have to worry about anyone else."</strong> His thoughts only got worse. Such a sexy young woman such as herself admitting to living alone where no one would bother them during a private getaway in her home. His hormones were firing off like spaceship rockets during lift off. He felt both eager, and nervous. <strong>~I don't even know if I would be up to it on the first date. I'm supposed to be a gentleman.~</strong> His thoughts twittered around his mind like hummingbirds, and he found a slight humor in them that helped him relax. <strong>"T-that is if you still want this date, I would-I would totally understand if you don't."</strong> With just one look into Eleanor's beautiful eyes, he could tell she probably had no idea what he was thinking. That was a relief. She was so cute, and it was obvious she really wanted to continue their date. He smirked. No man could say no to such a face.<br><br><strong>"Actually, I'd love to. That sounds like a great idea."</strong> He spoke with a casual tone as he answered her offer. It might be fun spending an innocent time in her house to continue their innocent date. He just had to convince himself to keep things PG. Though it would be increasingly difficult after she already got his mind whirling around with very R-rated thoughts. Still, he played it off rather well as he stepped to open the door for her. <strong>"After you."</strong><br><br>Once inside the building, Adell's curiosity began to flutter. He'd never been in an apartment above a store before, yet he's heard of people who actually live in such an arrangement. He wondered what it must be like living above a store. He'd always lived in a big house for as long as he could remember. Just recently he moved out from his parent's home and into the hotel room where he currently stays, but still... he couldn't imagine what her apartment must look like. He was honestly a little excited, which only increased as they moved through the shop and into the apartment.<br><br>The first thing he noticed was the flowers. They were literally everywhere and he was starting to wonder whether or not she wasn't some type of Forest Nymph. The flowers didn't bother him, though. In fact, he couldn't help but smile. The aroma in the room was heavenly. The air was almost as sweet as sugar, but just a little less. The colors were also astounding. No wonder this girl was so excitable. Living in such a beautiful vista would boost anyone's spirits. It was in just that moment when Adell thought of his mother. She absolutely adored things like this and would have a literal joygasm from all the pretty flowers. He'd have to remember to tell her about this shop one of these days. Hopefully after she meets Eleanor.<br><br><strong>"Wow."</strong> This place was amazing. It was just one big space that merged the living area as well as the kitchen. It was an ingenious way to consolidate the limited amount of room. Adell was very impressed. Eleanor's apartment was delightful. It was a true reflection of her personality and whimsical soul. He had to admit, he was impressed. <strong>"Your home is beautiful."</strong> If he sounded like he was being very formal, it's because he was. Adell grew up with a rigid set of rules: Always be polite when entering someone's home for the first time. Always compliment the home in its entirety, and never <em>EVER</em> do <em>ANYTHING</em> without permission from your host. Of course Adell didn't care much for rules; especially strict ones, but they were the only things he knew when entering someone's home. The last person he ever wanted to offend was Eleanor. So he followed this code to the very best of his ability and he would continue to do so until the night was over, or he makes a complete fool of himself. Whichever comes first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 02:24:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor Apartment<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Talking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>Eleanor was unbelievably happy when he agreed. <strong>"Wonderful!~"</strong> She unlocked the store and after Adell was inside she turned and locked it behind her along with resetting the alarm. She then led Adell to another door that opened to a staircase and mad her way up the stair with Adell following her. Then she unlocked her door and stepped aside allowing Adell to come in. <br><br>When he said her place was beautiful she couldn't help but swell with pride, <strong>"Thank you so much! It's all a collage of random furniture and things that Florence and other people gave to me since they were going to throw it out anyway. It's nothing fancy but it's home."</strong> She admitted, she really didn't have the extra money to spend on furniture and things like that. <strong>"Sorry if all the flowers seem like too&nbsp; much, I just really love flowers."</strong> She chuckled self consciously.<br><br>Just a look at Adell and he looked a bit stiff. She walked over to him and placed a hand on his arm sweetly, <strong>"Please feel free to make yourself comfortable. My home is your home, so get comfortable."</strong> Her smile friendly and encouraging. She truly always wish for her home to be one of welcoming and inviting air that made people feel comfortable to move around as they wished. She assumed he just wished to be polite and she appreciated that but to her he wasn't some stranger to her. Even though she had only known him for less than two days she felt so strangely close to him already.<br><br>Right then she remembered her appearance and she blushed, <strong>"Oh I should go change.</strong> With that she quickly scurried off into her bedroom to change. Once in the room with was a mess as usual. With an attention span and energy like hers it was unavoidable. She frantically went around her room trying to find something that was clean and good enough to wear in front of Adell. <em>'What am i going to do? Gosh why didn't do a wash yesterday!?'</em> She picked up a top and bottom that would have to do. She changed quickly hoping she didn't keep Adell waiting too long.<br><br>The bedroom door clicked as it opened it and&nbsp; Eleanor emerged out, wearing a pair of short blue jean shorts and a little black tshirt that showed a bit of cleavage. She felt bad that she had to dress so informally,<strong>"Sorry for the wait, and I am so sorry for my clothes. I don't really own many dresses and I completely spaced on laundry so my choices were low."</strong> She blushed and bit her lip feeling like a total loser. Could she be less attractive now? Scratch that, she knew better than to test fate. She just hoped he would understand and wouldn't think she looked like a slob. <br><br>She was holding his blazer in her hands, she had politely hung it on a hanger for him. <strong>"Oh here's your blazer, thank you so much and again I'm sorry about what happened."</strong> Blood rushed to her cheeks at the thought of her humiliating moment. She was surprised he stay but so unbelievable happy that he did. At least that was a sign that he still like her, right?<br><br>She walked around the breakfast bar and into the kitchen. She turned away from him to open the cabinets to look through their options. <strong>"So what are you in the mood for? I don't know about you but I am starving."</strong> She giggled as she continued to look around. <strong>"Mexican? Maybe Italian? I make a mean Chicken Parmigiana, and it only takes like 30 minutes. It's okay if you rather have something else."</strong> She offered kindly as she reached into a drawer. She pulled out a simple but cute little apron that started where he shirt did and then ended just below her shorts.<br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 19:31:57</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Rooftop</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Adell, Eleanor, Zetsuga</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi chuckled at Eleanor, glad all was well between them. He couldn't help but be formal, as it was how his mistress taught him, that in the company of a witch you were always on your best behavior. Whenever he wasn't, there was always severe consequences. Then, a newcomer introduced himself as a weapon and was now asking if he was paired with anyone. How sudden. Looking at the male he smiled. "Zetsuga it is good to meet you. I am Koromi Yokotawa, magical canine and new meister. I have not been paired with a weapon such as yourself yet and would be honored for the opportunity."<br><br>That was when Adell came up to the group. Once the boy had caught up on the moment he made a comment to Koromi that made the canine chuckle. "Adell, there are a lot of worse ways a canine can make your acquintance." With that said he lifted his leg to the side in a crude gesture. It was only a joke, but the meaning was clear. <br><br>He was about to let the two go on their way until he heard a distinct ripping sound from Eleanor's dress, seeing now that the delicate fabric was tattered. That, and other things.... Like underwear. Honestly it was a train wreck, something you couldn't look away from until the exposed area was quickly covered. He was left with a slight blush, left quiet as he played it off like he saw nothing.<br><br>Once the two had finally gone on their way he gave his full attention to Zetsuga once more. "Now then you were speaking about us pairing up?" He could read the boy's soul to an extent and it seemed like they would be a dreadfully awesome pairing from what he could tell. As Koromi awaited his partner-to-be's reply he sat down, putting down his hood as he did so to reveal his long snow colored hair and canine ears.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 20:42:56</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>Tagged: Koromi<br>Place: rooftop<br><br>Other than a nod to Eleanor Zetsuaga remain silent as adell made his conversation with the other two, cringing a bit when he saw the dress rip. Afterthe couple had left Zetsu mad his way to the tattered bottem of the dress, refusing to let such a lovely dress be desrtoyed. "why yes, you see I have been without a meister for about a year now, and I have collected a total of 16 souls on my own," he said as he folded the fabric and tucked it into his pocket. "the problems are that it is quite tiring swinging around my arm without the leverage of two hands, I have had to retreat and by extention fail a mission because I could not use soul resonance, and the most frustrating reason for not being farther ahead is that any possible match in wavelength dismissed the possiblity of being partners due to my.... Shall we say ominous weapon form." Zetsu shifted into his weapon form, stabbing into the ground as the single eye stared at Koromi. "So, Partners?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 21:16:57</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Rooftop</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi listened quietly as Zetsu spoke his story, only to finish with the question of them partnering up. "I see, so your appearance alone broke pacts between yourself and a few would-be Meisters huh? That's a shame, you're a badass blade to be sure. As for your weight.... " Koromi stood and drew Zetsuga from the ground with ease using one hand. His balance while holding him single-handedly near perfect. "Being canine my body is nearly pure muscle, so I can wield you nearly without effort. It also helps that my bones are thicker than normal..." A toothy grin appeared on his face as he finally answered the question while looking into the eye. "We're going to be an awesome team Zetsuga." The confidence held in that statement was astonishing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 22:58:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/IeNCvSU.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Roxi Reed</strong> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Hallway<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jackson D. Blum <br><hr><br>Roxi's stick halted in mid air as she herd the voice come from around the corner, she didnt have to look up to see who it was. Jack had some how gotten under her skin in the few minutes together and now she was sure that fate was truly being cruel to her. She kept her head down but could hear in his low voice, the underlay of hurt he was feeling that she had ran out on him. Her swollen ankle was nothing to the swell of her heart at the thought of putting him through that kinda pain of rejection, but she had too because she was broken. No one could fix her, months of talking with doctors and professionals and the tears her aunt shed so she could open up and let out what had happened that night plagued her. Sleeping was hard for awhile till the doctors gave her medicine for her anxiety. Drumming was only the one real outlet she had and her aunt set her up in the guest house so she could bang at anytime she wanted to without waking the whole house as well as to give her space. She didnt mind closing herself off from others it was more to shield her heart then anything else. She didnt have any friends at DWMA. they had cold nicknames her but she let them roll off her. She didnt care what they thought, till now. She found herself wrestling with the idea of telling Jack everything, but years of silence had kept her mouth shut. <br><br>Roxi pulled herself up and stuck her sticks in her back pocket working the nerve to look at the man that drove her heart into a fit of rapid beats pure minute. For years she had thought the old muscle in her chest had died with her father, but now with him so close to her she could feel it almost pumping out of her ribcage. Her puffy eyes met his and she could see the mask he pulled over him like before when she first entered the classroom. She could relate to him, she wore her own expressionless face but she was having a hard time sliding it on with him in front of her. She couldnt do this to him, she was shattered into a million pieces nothing could make her whole again. She had a few people try and 'fix' her, but trusting them was hard. She didnt know if she could trust Jack, she was scared to show him the ugly pieces of her life. Rejecting him now would be easier now then later on down the line when she found herself lov.... She mentally shook herself, no she couldnt love anyone anymore. She couldnt take the pain that came with it. She turned her head away and turned her back on him gathering the courage and backbone to lie to him. "Took you long enough... I figured someone would have told you by now that Im the drummer who has to beat out her own heart beat...." Her voice was low and had icy edge. "I was surprised you fell so fast for me..." She could feel the prickle of tears in her eyes and she swallowed the lump in her throat. The spiteful words tasted foul on her lips and she wished them back with every second they both stood there. "You were just a flavor of the day, make this your first lesson here at DWMA. No one is who they say they are..." She could feel the dam she had built around herself start to crumble and so she started to move away, walking on her sprained leg to get away faster but staying close enough to the wall to support her as she made her escape. She abandoned her boot and hissed with each step she took to the nurses ward, blaming her tears on that then the ache in her heart . 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 07:07:00</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Eleanor seemed pleased by the compliment he made. That was good. So far his manners were working, though it seemed the effect was a bit too noticeable, and Eleanor caught wind of it. <em><strong>"Please feel free to make yourself comfortable. My home is your home, so get comfortable."</strong></em> It wasn't the fact that she told him to get comfortable, as most hosts would tell their guest, but it was the <em>way</em> she said it that made him realize he was probably acting differently than normal. She seemed very adamant to get him to relax in her own carefully excited way. He truly didn't want to offend her by not being himself, but this was all new to him. He'd never been inside a girl's home before. Well... he had, but she wasn't really a girl. More like a tramp, but that was beside the point.<br><br>It was then that he noticed his date's blush fill her face and she reminded herself she needed to go change. Was it wrong for Adell to secretly want her to stay dressed that way? Her body was just so temptingly sexy, and the way the clothes fit around her were just teasing his eye. Still, she rushed off into her bedroom, leaving Adell alone in her apartment with his dirty thoughts and stiff... etiquette. <br><br>He made his way to the couch and sat down. Though not without some debate as to whether he should or not. She told him to get comfortable, but she hadn't directed him to the couch specifically. He shook his head. <em><strong>~Now I'm just being silly.~</strong></em> Now sitting came another challenge: Should he sit straight up and proper, or lean back and relax? His body was terribly confused. He thought it'd be polite to sit straight up, but at the same time, he thought that <em>'cool'</em> guys always leaned back when they sat: threw a leg over the arm of the couch and chilled. Girls seemed to really be in to guys like that, but there was no way Adell could ever disrespect her furniture in such a way. He should relax a bit, but how much was too much?<br><br>Awkwardly, he sifted back a bit into the corner of the couch so he'd be leaning partly against the arm and partly against the back cousin, but he felt so weird and propped. He would have been much more comfortable if he sat like a normal human being, but he wanted to be cool, and at the same time, a gentleman. Was that even possible? <em><strong>~Ugh! What the fuck is wrong with me?!~</strong></em> Finally, after physically flailing around like an angry squid, he relaxed a bit more. He wasn't sitting exactly straight, but he wasn't trying to fuse with the couch either. He slid all the way to the back and propped himself up against the cousin with his arms relaxed and hands on his knees. He felt comfortable, but still worried about looking cool. He sighed through his nose and lowered his head. His red bang drooped down in front of his face a bit as he did so. He was so hopeless.<br><br>Eleanor's bedroom door opened and, instantly, he snapped to attention as if she were his drill sergeant. <strong><em>"Sorry for the wait, and I am so sorry for my clothes. I don't really own many dresses and I completely spaced on laundry so my choices were low."</em></strong> When she came out, all she had on were a pair of short blue shorts, and a tank-top that really assented he upper-body. He could tell she felt embarrassed abut her appearance, but he didn't mind it at all.<br><br>He stood up; feeling it'd be sort of improper to speak to her while sitting down, and he took a step towards her. <strong>"Oh, no its fine! You still look great."</strong> She'd never buy that. He'd already said she looked great in her dress, so that line would get old quickly. He had to change it up, maybe make a joke or something to lighten her mood. <strong>"I think you look pretty cute in your bummy clothes."</strong> He smirked at her. Whenever things got too intense or awkward for him to handle, he relied on his sense of humor to help ease his nerves. It was working, too. He felt a bit more comfortable now.<br><br><strong><em>"Oh here's your blazer, thank you so much and again I'm sorry about what happened."</em></strong> She placed it on a hanger and handed it to him.<br><br><strong>"Oh, thanks, and no worries. It happens... well... to you. But I'm sure other people too! Probably."</strong> He smiled jokingly. He didn't want Eleanor to feel awkward about the situation, or like Adell was judging her, so he wanted to turn the situation into something they could laugh at. Maybe a funny story they could tell people about how they first met. If they even got that far, of course. He shouldn't get too ahead of himself. Still though, he could definitely see himself being with Eleanor for a long time if she accepted him. He really wanted to be with her.<br><br>She parted with him again and scampered into the kitchen. She was so adorable. <em><strong>"So what are you in the mood for? I don't know about you but I am starving."</strong></em> He blinked. He knew she said she was going to cook, but he didn't think much of it. He never had a woman cook for him; not even his own mother. His father was the cook in the family: That's how he got his mother. <em><strong>"If you really want to impress a woman, cook for her. She'll fall in love faster than you can catch her!"</strong></em> Though Adell's father was a bit of a goofball, the fact that his mother married him was all the proof he needed. That's one of the main reasons why Adell took it upon himself to learn how to cook. He wanted to one day be able to impress a beautiful young lady. For awhile he even thought that was how it worked: The guys cooked for their girlfriends. Then he got to high school and all that went to shit. Such is high school, though.<br><br><em><strong>"Mexican? Maybe Italian? I make a mean Chicken Parmigiana, and it only takes like 30 minutes. It's okay if you rather have something else."</strong></em> Right! He spaced out for a moment from the shock.<br><br><strong>"Oh! Well... Chicken Parmigiana sounds great, actually."</strong> The awkwardness was coming back. Every fiber of his being was telling him that he should be the one making dinner for her. After all, he really did want to impress her. He was starting to get a little nervous on the inside, and it probably showed in his voice a bit. <strong>"W-would you like some help with anything. I mean, I'm not the greatest cook in the world, but I've never burned water, so I should be of some use."</strong> Modesty was good to have, but at the same time he wondered if he was a little too modest. Now she might think he was one of those guys who thought a five-star meal consisted of a microwavable cup of noodles and grape soda. Man, he really needed to relax, but he just couldn't! He wanted her to like him so badly it was pathetic!<br><br>He stopped himself and breathed. His wavelength was getting hot inside of his soul, which was probably the root to all his babbling. He relaxed himself, and even though he was still a little shy and awkward, he hid it well. He hated when his wavelength went haywire like that. He couldn't imagine what life would be like if he couldn't control himself. Well, he could. All he had to do was just think back to the last few years. How volatile and emotional he was. Adell was always the type to wear his heart on his sleeves, but not everyone treated it as delicately as they should have, which only fed his uncontrollable fires. he's always been shy and self-conscious, but would go through extreme lengths to compensate for such feelings. Being overly helpful was one of them. That side was starting to resurface when he saw Eleanor start cooking. He had to nip it in the bud before he just became utterly annoying.<br><br>He sighed through his nose and allowed the rest of the tension to fade away. He needed to relax, and that was exactly what he was going to do, but if Eleanor did happen to request his services, he'd be more than ready to jump in the kitchen and do whatever she asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 21:50:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Cooking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>Eleanor blushed with a smile as he said she looked cute in her bummy clothes, <strong>"T-thank you."</strong> She felt immediately relaxed and became happy because of what he said. For him to like her in these clothes was shocking but very nice. She knew in that moment that she didn't care what anyone else in the world thought, just him. She would pretty much wear anything he liked or wanted her to as long as it made him happy. She wouldn't change who she was but she would definitely go out of her way for someone like Adell.<br><br>A giggled erupted from her lips as he joked about her previous incident, <strong>"Yes well at least I had you there to make sure I was covered."</strong> She nodded, <strong>"Quite literally."</strong> She added. He had such a great sense of humor, it was wonderful. <strong>"I know I'm the only person these sort of things happen to but perhaps that's a good thing that I met you since you seem to handle them very well."</strong> She teased a little with a sweet sass. he really was remarkable, any other guy would have ditched her by now but her stayed and even gone out of his way to help her. <br><br>She looked up at him with her pink tinted cheeks only to see him flash that smile of his and she melted. He was so unbelievably handsome. There had been a way he way he had kept looking at her through out the last 2 days. Every once in a while she would see the look in his eyes change to something clouded and one she had no idea how to describe but it effected her so. She felt her whole body grow hot and bit bothered. What was going on? What were these feelings growing inside of her they were different than anything she had experienced before. <br><br>The room was heavy with these strange feelings, that she could did not know were desire and attraction. This desire that they both had for each other. It was as if Adell's fire ignited her own subconsciously. He face grew hot and she felt a bit funny as she looked away. She quickly tried to shake off those feelings but she found it much more difficult than expected. She just had to push them away and focus on something else. <br><br>When he asked if he could help her cook she thought it was very sweet but was about to hush him and say no until then she realized something. A big smile engulfed her face in the cutest way the minute he asked if could help her cook. Quickly she rushed her way over to him, <strong>"Absolutely! I mean if you want to. I don't want to make you work for your own meal. I just think it could be fun if we cooked together."</strong> She was so sweet and sincere, she couldn't be devious or heartless if she tried. She took his hand and gently drag/led him into the kitchen to stand next to her. <strong>"Here let me grab the ingredients."</strong> Right then she turned her back to Adell and bent right over to dig through her fridge, this made her ass pop out and her shorts ride up quite a lot. Something that even a completely uninterested man could not help but take notice. Of course this was completely unknown to innocent and very clueless Eleanor. <br><br>Then she bounced back up with her hands full of a few different ingredients. She always loved to cook and even more so for another person. She loved doing things for other people. Plus this was her chance to show Adell that he hadn't made a mistake. That she could deserve someone as great as him. It was like ever second she spent with him he did something to show her how amazing he is. Which only proved her point of how much better he could do than her. She just hoped this was something he liked. Her pigtails easily fell forward so she gathered her full hair, pulling out the hair ties but never letting go so her hair down was still unseen, and pulled it up into a loose ponytail. <strong>"Sorry my hair is such a problem,"</strong> She blushed as looked up to Adell and then walked over to wash her hands. <br><br>Eleanor then split up the ingredients up and after cutting off the exact amount of both the mozerella cheese she handed them to him along with a bowl and fork, <strong>"Here just shred the mozzarella by hand and put it in the bowl and I'll take care of the rest."</strong> She requested politely. before turning her attention to the cabinet and pulled out the baking dish and with delicate hands she breaded the chicken and then laid it in the dish. She hummed sweetly as she did all this in such a natural and pleasant way.<br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 22:43:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> There was a slight hesitation as a wide smile spread across the girl's face, then she rushed out from the kitchen and took his hand in hers. <em><strong>"Absolutely! I mean if you want to. I don't want to make you work for your own meal. I just think it could be fun if we cooked together."</strong></em> He blinked owlishly at her sudden burst of enthusiasm. She was so excitable over the smallest things. He'd never been around someone as cheerful as her and, while it always seemed to catch him off guard, he kind of liked it. It made his soul feel warm and at ease, as if, whenever he felt comfortable enough, he could let his guard down around her and relax without the fear of being judged.<br><br>He smiled at the idea, but then gasped when she almost yanked his arm off pulling him into the kitchen with her. Damn she was strong! <em><strong>"Here let me grab the ingredients."</strong></em> Se turned away and, when she bent over to get the ingredients, Adell's eyes widened like globes and his entire body turned the same deep red as his hair. He'd never noticed before, and couldn't believe how he'd missed this for so long. He'd only ever seen Eleanor in skirts and dresses, but never a pair of shorts. These shorts in particular could no longer hide this outstanding feature that had eluded his eyes for so long. <br><br>Eleanor had an amazing ass!<br><br>It was just impossibly round for a girl with such a slim figure. A bit of it peaked out from the bottom of her shorts as she bent over and he felt like his eyes would fall from their sockets from being so wide. The way it moved as she rummaged through the cabinets; it was like an exotic dance that placed him under desire's deep hypnosis. His hands unconscious twitched as he held back the urge to just reach out and spank such a glorious bottom. <em><strong>~Dammit, why is she so fucking sexy!~</strong></em> He tried to close his eyes, but they literally burned in rebellion. It wasn't until it seemed like Eleanor was getting up did her seductive booty release him from its hypnosis.<br><br>As the girl stood, his eyes immediately rose to meet hers, but this didn't seem to do him any good. The apron she wore did very little to cover such noticeable cleavage. He wouldn't be so quick to stare when clearly in her eye-sight, but he couldn't help the powerful feelings bubbling up from his very core. This girl was an absolute bombshell! He didn't even know they made women like her in this world. It was like some generous god literally pulled every fantasy from Adell's very mind, injected it with bubblegum, sunshine, and happiness, then formed the girl who stood before him. Her body was just amazingly curvy, from her voluptuous shape to her luminescent skin. He just wanted to reach out, grab her by the waist with his strong hands, and take her over and over again, but the only thing he found in his hands was mozzarella cheese. He blinked and looked down, then realized he completely spaced out for a moment.<br><br><em><strong>"Here just shred the mozzarella by hand and put it in the bowl and I'll take care of the rest."</strong></em> She smiled, and his blush deepened. He needed to stop thinking such perverted thoughts and pay attention.<br><br><strong>"R-right!"</strong> Quickly, he rinsed off his hands, then started shredding the cheese into the bowl. It was honestly the only thing he could do at the moment to try and take his mind off his growing urges to just push Eleanor over the kitchen sink, pin her down with his strong arms, then reach behind her, grab on to that tantalizing rear end, and... and... <em><strong>~Stop thinking! Just shred the damn cheese, Adell!~</strong></em> He clenched his eyes tightly, then gave a heavy sigh through his nose before going back to work. Eleanor was just too much for him to take in all at once. Finally, a content smirk worked its way on his face as he thought more about her instead of just her body. She was such an enigma. How could anybody pass up on the opportunity to get to know her just because she was half-witch? It didn't make sense to him why somebody so sweet and perfect could be so alone in the world.<br><br>It was terrible that the world was such a cruel place where someone as bright and radiant as herself had to dim her own perfections just to avoid discrimination and torment from those who could not understand her. Adell wanted to be the person who finally allowed her to shine as brightly as she possibly could. He wanted to be the one to lead her to a better world, where she didn't have to hide away from judging eyes or deafen herself from harsh words. He wanted to become a powerful Meister; one who had the strength to influence the world and push it into a better direction.<br><br>If he wanted to become a Grand Meister, though, he'd first need to be able to conquer this damn cheese that kept getting stuck under his fingernails! That was such a frustrating feeling, but he wouldn't allow that to stop him. Finally done. He smirked as he sat the shredded remains of the cheese in the bowl and stood over it as if he'd conquered his first corrupt soul. <strong>"Never had a chance."</strong> he remarked with a confident grin as he moved over to try and wash out the specs of cheese that attempted to slip underneath his fingernails, absorb into his skin, and then take over his brain. <strong>"Though you did put up a good fight, I have to admit. You were a worthy opponent, Mozzarella."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 00:56:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Cooking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>When Eleanor looked to Adell after she had bent over to get the ingredients she was caught off guard by that look that set her a blaze. The way he looked at her was like that of a hungry wolf, but she felt herself grow hot again. All that work to push back and ignore it and in one look he had her unraveling. She worked to look away but she couldn't. She wished to know what he was thinking when he stared at her in such a way, what that look in his eyes meant. Though she didn't know it, what he was thinking was the same thing her body wanted even if she herself didn't realize it.<br><br>Finally her brain listened and she returned to preparing the dish. She opened the sauce and poured it over the breaded chicken in an even layer. She started laughing as she heard Adell announce his conquering of the cheese. <strong>"No it didn't, thank god you were here or else the mozzarella would have defeated me."</strong> She joked as she played along with him, <strong>"How ever can I thank you?"</strong> She curtsied as if she was damsel in distress and he had rescued her.<br><br>She smiled as she took the bowl and sprinkled a nice thick layer of cheese over the chicken. With the oven all set and preheated all she had to do was pop it in. She picked up the glass baking dish and then leaned down she slid it into the oven slowly and carefully. Then closing the oven as she stood back up she bent over the oven, resting her elbows on the flat top she set the timer. <br><br>The she stood back up and stepped around Adell to faced him. This position caused her to be pinned between Adell and the counter. They were just barely not touching, the closest they had been since she caught him when he was falling. Then she hopped up to sit on the counter in front of him. He r feet dangle off the edge as her shorts once more rose up her legs. <strong>"It'll be about 25 to 30 minutes so if we can do anything you want until then."</strong> She smiled sweetly, not realized the number of choices and freedom that she gave him in those words. <br><br>Then Eleanor took note of something she had completely space on. Suddenly she reached out and took Adell's hand in her delicate feminine hands, <strong>"You're not wearing your gloves, I completely missed that."</strong> She smiled looking up at him before returning her gaze to his hands. He had such nice hands. They were strong and masculine like him, they showed. It was a strange thing to take note of but she did. As usual Eleanor spoke her mind before thinking it through. <strong>"I like your hands. They suit you, they're strong"</strong> She looked up at him with her big blue orbs. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 03:19:01</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Roof<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Zetsuga &amp; Koromi<br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div> Prince Reign had decided to stay at the school late tonight. He was doing some research in the library about Witches. What he was interested in was their ability to wield Human Weapons, and if such a thing had ever been conducted in the past. The research seemed to pay off, as told by the sinister grin that spread across his face as his hazel eyes fixated upon the words within the royal red book he read. The library was quiet; haunting actually. There were no other souls in the entire room aside from himself. His legs were folded at the ankles as he stretched them long and comfortably with his ankle resting on the table. There were a stack of books surrounding him on all sides and just enough of a dim light to illuminate the pages as he read.<br><br>The entire library was deathly quiet. Shadows crept around the teacher at all sides, only being held at bay by the dwindling golden glow from the table lap along his left side. His hazel eyes twitched, however, as he began hearing sounds from the outside. There weren't many windows in plain view from where he sat in the dark library. Concentrating, he could feel the light vibrations shimmering against the floor, and his grin slowly melted into a frown, which only accented his golden brown eye's annoyance. He removed his feet from the table and stood with his long legs. He closed the heavy book, and placed it on the desk; his midnight hair cascading down the sides of his face as gravity took hold of them.<br><br>He could tell there was a commotion coming from the school roof and immediately assumed the students were up there playing around, which was clearly against the rules. With a light sigh passing through his nose, he silently walked away from his little corner of the library and into the gripping darkness. When he resurfaced into the light, he was opening the door to the roof of the school. He stepped out on this cool, breezy night, and walked on to the roof in plain sight, where he saw a student weildng the bastard sword, Zetsuga Staghorn. The sword, he was familiar with, but the student wielding it, he was not. Those dark accents around his golden eyes, and heavy hooded cloak did not spark any reminiscent memories. This must have been a new student Lord Death failed to inform him of.<br><br>Hazel eyes narrowed at the sight of the two, and then, instantly, a friendly smile played upon the teacher's face. <strong>"Now you two do know it's against the rules to be on school property after hours without permission."</strong> He spoke casually towards them with his hands relaxed at his sides. He'd recently discarded his robes for a more professional attire since he was technically working. He wore a pair of navy blue slacks and a white button-up shirt underneath a navy blue business jacket. He was the embodiment of professional in this attire, and would need to be whenever on school grounds, though sometimes he would rather his extravagant satin or silk robes instead of his "Slave To The Machine" suit and tie. <strong>"Oh, and I don't believe we've had the pleasure to meet. Allow me to introduce myself. Reign Yazarael: a humble teacher hear at the DWMA. And you, young man?"</strong> His words were polite, and that smile never left his calm face, yet even so, his eyes were deadly in the moonlight. Golden specks reflected from its luminous glow as he analyzed the new student. He possessed features that were unlike any normal Human, and Reign couldn't help but wonder exactly what he was. The first thought that came to his mind was a Corrupt Soul, which would give the Death Scythe an excuse to use his blade form, but he just laughed this thought away. Surely his luck would not be so.<br><br>That only left a few other possibilities; one being that this student happened to be a Magical Animal. But which? These features and markings were not common. Then again, he'd probably spent too many nights in the company of the Magical Cat, Blair. She has command of a certain standard all magical Animals should follow. Spending too much time with her, and you'll forget that their are other animals in the world besides cats.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell couldn't help but smile seeing Eleanor share in his humor. He finished with drying off his hands and took a step back so that she could have more room. He laughed a bit at her curtsy and smirked at her. <strong>"All in a day's work, M'lady."</strong> They had such a nice dynamic together. He couldn't imagine why he should ever feel nervous or self-conscious when around her. When she took the bowl with her hands she quickly went to work finishing off the dish. Once finished, he watched her as she leaned down and slid the dish into the oven. He couldn't help but hope to sneak another peak of her bending over in the shorts, but from his angle, which was still pretty close to her, there was no such luck. It was fine though. He was pretty sure he'd get another look before the night was over.<br><br>And he was right.<br><br>She bent over the oven to set the timer, and what a teasing view did she give him. He could very clearly make out the distinct dip from her hips to her slim waist as she leaned over the oven. He couldn't help but feel like she was tormenting him on purpose now, and suppressed the blush that was forming on his face. How perfect would it be to just grab her by the waist in this position?<br><br>Once she finished with the timer, she stood back and stepped closer towards Adell. Very close: The closest they'd ever come towards one-another short of the time where he held her weapon form, as well as when she saved him from falling from the school's roof. She was actually pinned between himself and the counter, and he felt his face reddening as his stare fixed on her luscious lips. His eyes were tempted to drift just a few inches lower, where he knew her bountiful chest was just crying out for him to take notice, but he was a gentleman. At least, that's what he kept telling himself in order to resist the feral urges driving him wild. The girl smiled at him a bit before hoisting herself onto the counter in front of him with her legs dangling. From this position, he could see all of her now; including her shapely thighs, which were very exposed from her shorts riding up yet again. In an attempt to fight off the awkward staring, he formed a light smile on his face, which quivered when her deep blue eyes locked with his.<br><br><strong><em>"It'll be about 25 to 30 minutes so if we can do anything you want until then."</em></strong> His cheeks darkened at her last words. <em>Anything?</em> Had she not realized the potential such a statement left open for him to exploit? Anything literally meant anything! He felt his teeth clamp down upon themselves as he fought harder to maintain his composure, but everything seemed so futile. The girl reached out and, with soft hands, took his into hers. He jumped a bit from the sudden connection their naked skin made and he looked down at her tiny hands. <strong><em>"You're not wearing your gloves, I completely missed that."</em></strong><br><br><strong>"Oh, yeah. They didn't exactly go with the wardrobe, so I left them home."</strong> He rubbed the back of his red hair with his free hand and laughed a bit. He hadn't realized it yet, but he always did this when he was truly embarrassed. What could he say in such a situation, and what were the two of them to do for the next half hour? He didn't want to think about it.<br><br><em><strong>"I like your hands. They suit you, they're strong"</strong></em> Her shimmering blue eyes looked up at him, and at that moment, he felt his entire body freeze from her enchanting gaze.<br><br>Eleanor was a true embodiment of stunning beauty. It was her look where the adjective '<em>stunning'</em> originated from. Her gaze, when locked with his eyes, literally left him paralyzed. His nerves were completely frozen and he, again, forgot that living beings needed to breathe or else they'd die. He actually wouldn't have minded death at this very moment. So long as her eyes were the last thing he saw, he knew he could rest in peace.<br><br>That's when he realized how close they were: how intimate this moment was, and how lovely she appeared. It was like a scene out of some romance Anime where the background faded into soft, beautiful patterns sparking around the two main characters. He was nervous, but he was determined not to be the oblivious loser character in this novel. He was way cooler than that. But what was a cool guy like himself to do in such a situation? His body felt like it knew the answer, but when his mind caught wind of such, he grew nervous.<br><br>Adell found himself leaning in closer towards the girl's face, as if some invisible force was pulling him closer to her. He stopped before getting too close, though his face only had to be a few inches away from hers. His skin reddened, and his breath fell shallow. He was so close to kissing her, but should he? This was only the first date they'd ever had. Wasn't the rule to hold off until at least the third date? He couldn't remember. He couldn't think. Everything was so jumbled. His soul was a lit, but it wasn't the chaotic crimson flames that sent his soul into a wild frenzy. His flame was calm; a white-hot intensity whose heat was numbing; euphoric. His soul burned uncontrollably, giving him a weightless bliss in which he'd never before experienced. He wanted to kiss her; his soul yearned to feel such supple lips against his own, but it was a nervous uncertainty that kept him frozen in his place. He was torn, with no idea which direction he should take. His heart was ready to explode and, once he found that he'd been hesitating for over fie seconds now, he grew self-conscious and ashamed. He wondered what Eleanor must have been thinking right now. Hopefully this would not ruin his relationship with her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 04:29:27</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>place: rooftop<br>tagged: koromi &amp; Reign<br><br>Zetsu was happy to hear that his new partner would have no problem wielding the bastard sword, somethin he proved by lifting yhim as if he were a stick. "I hope you're right Koromi." he said, trying to sound confident but lacking the ability to do so.<br><br>Just then one of Zetsu's not so favorite teachers arived on the rooftop to scold them. "Well Prince stuck on himself, my partner hear is new and has no idea what is or in't against he rules." he said ccalmly as hee shifted back to his human state. "And I, as you know, don't care about the silly pointless rules of the academy. The important ones I follow, ones like these, not so much. And don't give him that crap about being a humble teacher when you go parading around in your fancy robes lik you own the place." Mouthing off like this usually wasn't common for Zetsu, but then again nither as running into his teacher when Zetsu hadn't gotten his calming sleepy time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 05:37:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Rooftop</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga and Reign</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi watched as a finely dressed man showed up on the roof as he and Zetsuga were sealing their partnership. The canine was not fond at all of business attire, as Lady Arachne had an acquaintance that would always wear such things. He was not a nice person to poor Koro.<br><br>Fancy Clothing: Strike one.<br><br>As Reign studied the canine, obviously figuring out what to make of him, Koromi could only focus on one thing. There was a disgusting smell of cat on the man, and Koromi had never met a feline he could stand to be near.<br><br>Smells of a cat: Strike two.<br><br>What broke his concentration on the stench was when his new partner spoke up against the instructor. This brought new evidence against the man. According to his partner, the man was lying about being humble.<br><br>Being a liar: Strike three.<br><br>Regardless of the evidence against the man, Koromi would still answer the question, although the response would not be enjoyed by the so-called prince. "Koromi Yokotawa. To be honest, I already don't fucking like you. You dress like an asshole, you smell like a damned cat, and according to my partner here, you're a liar." The canine spoke out against the man. "Normally I am not so quick to judge but there are several things I can't stand. You're starting out with the same importance to me as fleas." In truth, it wasn't only Zetsu that was tired, but Koromi as well. He had been up the entire three days here, and it was finally wearing on him. Even the allure of the night couldn't ease his mood. A tired and upset canine was never a good thing, especially when they could use magic. It was up to Reign now where this encounter went to. His ears were perked forward now, curious of how the man would respond.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 08:42:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Cooking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>Eleanor giggled, <strong>"Of course not...you look great."</strong> She blushed bright red and mentally hit herself. How stupid was she to say something like that. Gosh she was such a loser, especially at times like these. It really wasn't fair, he was so handsome. How anyone like him could be interested in someone like her was astounding and unheard of. Charming, sweet, strong, and masculine. Female students at school would be flocking to him in no time, she didn't stand a chance after that began. <br><br>She looked him in the eyes once more only to be met once more by that gaze of his. The one that drove her wild. Though this time he didn't stop or halt the moment. Before she knew it he was actually leaning forward. Eleanor was shocked, the way he was looking at her she felt hypnotized. He was erupting and bringing to the surface the desires her body truly held. He oozed sexuality and animal magnetism. He was impossible to resist.<br><br>Before she knew it, it had already began. Her eye lid felt heavy as they became half lidded and she suddenly felt a strong force pull her forward. He had only been less than a few inches apart. She couldn't stop herself he had his spell over her and she closed the distance. Their lips locked for a moment and it was beautiful it felt as if fire works were going off around them. The fire that had started ignited from his simple lust-filled gazes began to build passionately inside her. Her lips pressing further against his screaming how she felt about him. <br><br>Adell's lips her soft but strong and tasted better than she ever though a kiss could. Their kiss made a heat pool between her legs. One filled with sexual and loving attraction for Adell. It had only been 2 days and already felt an uncontrollable passion and need for him. She had never felt this way in her entire life. There was a fire and passion that lit up as they connected. Her first kiss and it was most definitely more than any one could have ever expected. Excited shivers ran through body. He stood close. In one fell swoop her could easily be between her legs. <br><br>Suddenly she acknowledged what she had done and she blushed bright red as she pulled away. <strong>"I-I am so sorry, that was so wrong of me...please don't hate me."</strong> She looked down her face full of embarrassment. He probably though she was some abrasive girl. How could she do that? Just leaned forward and kiss him. He had leaned forward first...b-but that wasn't the point. Men were supposed to make the first move not girls...not her! Internally she prayed that he wanted this too, that he wanted more of the contact they had shared.<br><br>Little did she know that he had wanted the exact thing she had given in to. She finally looked back up at him. Even in her embarrassment she long for their contact once more. She wanted to kiss him again and more. For him to show her more of what these passions her had ignited within her were. What intimacy and pleasure he could bring her and show her. Deep down she knew that the way he looked at her was more that lust it was an affection that grew deeper than either of them realized and she returned those feeling ten fold. They were meant to be more than Weapon and Meister. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 09:43:49</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Roof<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Zetsuga &amp; Koromi<br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div> Such hostility met him as soon as the two students opened their mouths. It was clear that their disdain for him was deeply embedded. He wondered what he could have possibly done in the past to deserve such a brutal verbal assault. Were they honestly so put off based on the way he dressed? It made his smile widened, and he had to laugh a bit at the thought. He thought he dressed rather nicely, but alas, one can never hope to satisfy everyone in the world. <strong>"Well it seems no matter how hard I try I still manage to make enemies out of friends. How tragic."</strong> It was clear that he obviously didn't care what the two of them thought, which was probably the reason why they had such a terrible taste for him.<br><br>Reign folded his arms across his chest and focused in on the two. Zetsuga was known among the staff to have a bit of a mouth on him. He was a bastard in more ways then one, that was obvious. But this new person, he spoke with such uncaring annoyance. It was a mix of supporting his new partner and a hint of something else. Sleep deprivation maybe? Such an attitude was common among soldiers when out on the field for extended periods of time. Reign was sure that had to be it. Only sleep-deprived fools ever spoke to him with such malice. Again, another smile at the thought. What was there a Prince to do? Haters gonna hate, he supposed. <strong>"Well then, regardless of how you feel about me, rules are rules."</strong> He focused his attention on Koromi as he continued. <strong>"I'm deeply disappointed that he hadn't gotten a chance to get to know each other before you decided to hate me, but I trust in your animistic instincts. I'm sure they haven't steered you wrong up to this point. I hope you have a wonderful time here at the academy and find whatever it is that you're looking to gain here."</strong><br><br>The sincerity was there, but the look on his face seemed borderline sarcastic. No it was more of a challenging look rather than sarcasm. He turned away from the two and began to walk back into the building before stopping at the threshold. <strong>"Oh, and by the way, for every second you spend still on this roof after I leave, I will remove sixteen souls from your count. I hope you two have a good night, and I'll see you in class on Monday."</strong> And with that, he effectively exited the roof top and shut the door behind himself. Children these days. No respect for their elders or authority. Oh well. There will always be people in the world who love you, and always people who love to hate you. Regardless, Reign would continue to live on with his smiling face as he watches all who cross him burn to ash before his feet.<br><br>It's good to be the prince.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell thought to himself, <em><strong>~This is crazy. I'm being way too forward and this is so unlike me. I need to apologize.~</strong></em> But just as soon as he went to draw himself away, he felt the softest pair of lips gently press against his, and his heart almost exploded into mush. His eyes widened in sheer surprise from the sudden rush of emotion and his nerves went completely haywire. People say you were suppose to feel fireworks during a passionate kiss, but Adell felt like his entire body was a neutron bomb that just exploded into a cloud of cool ecstasy and euphoric mist. He found that his eyes grew heavy before closing completely, and he returned the girl's kiss by pressing his lips firmly against hers.<br><br>This feeling was... so different than all others. It was so intense; like a physical presence, yet intangible like the free-flowing wind. Kissing Eleanor was like sitting under the midnight sky looking up at the full moon, and trying to understand these powerful feelings was like trying to reach up to the stars and take a piece of the sky for yourself. Still, futility he tried to grasp understanding of these new feelings. He felt so close, yet so far away all at the same time. It was then that he realized, like the small child reaching for the moon, something like this was not meant for mortal comprehension. Something like this was not destined to be held in one's hand. It was a mystery: beauty in its purest form, that should never be fully understood. It only existed so that those who witnessed it's majesty could enjoy with silent awe: this mysterious wonder. <br><br>As quickly as it begun, it ended with the girl pulling her lips from his. His eyes slowly fluttered open to see her embarrassed expression. She spoke apologetically, but it was as if he'd just awoken from a five-year slumber. He heard nothing more than inaudible muffles as he stared at the girl's lips. The taste remained present on his. Her taste. The taste of Eleanor's very soul. She finally stopped talking, and her magical lips fell still. She lowered her head for a moment, taking those beautiful lips away from his sight. He stared helplessly, awaiting for her to return her gaze to him, and as if she somehow felt his energy calling her, she lifted her head up again. Her face was flush, which only brought out the royal blue of her shimmering starlit eyes.<br><br>Adell took the girl by the back of the neck with his free left hand, and gently held her in place as he pressed his lips against hers once more. He wanted to recapture the same sensation as before, but what he got instead was something completely different. There was static upon contact with her lips. It was like twinges of lightning sparking from her lips and electrocuting his own. There was such a combination of pleasure and pain from this static he didn't know what to make of it, but he didn't care. If it hurt, it hurt so good, and if it was pleasure, he wanted to drown himself in it.<br><br>Yes,<br><br>he wanted to drown himself in this girl's essence. He wanted to feel every bit of passion that oozed from her body and spilled into their kiss. He loved this feeling, more than anything he'd ever experienced before. He felt so empowered; twice that in which he felt when the two first bonded. It was also just as overwhelming. His mind was clouded and his senses were dulled, but he couldn't bare the thought of ending such an intimate moment. He wanted to stay like this forever. He wanted to share this kiss with Eleanor forever, but forever seemed so short in this very moment, and he knew that it would soon come to an end.<br><br>He pulled away from her lips, slowly, yet his hand still held her in place. His deep eyes opened and he looked at the girl before him. At first, there was nothing more than a blank expression on Adell's face, but it soon transformed itself into a kind smile. He was so worried about trying to play the gentleman that he was denying his heart what it truly wanted. He was denying Eleanor of something that <em>she</em> truly wanted. If he was to be a true gentleman, he would recognize her wants, her needs, her desires, and provide her with them upon request. He liked that idea, and it brought forth that confident smirk that he always kept handy.<br><br><strong>"It's a shame... we worked so hard on dinner, but there's no way anything could taste better than you."</strong> For once he wasn't trying to compensate for being nervous. His words were true. He wasn't hungry anymore. Not unless he was having Eleanor for dinner, instead. <em>That</em>, he thought to himself, would definitely have to wait until the next date.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 15:50:40</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>place:rooftop<br>tagged: Koromi &amp; Reign<br><br>Zetsu was all to familiar with this teacher's abilities, and the fact that the witches soul Reign had to eat to become a death scythe put this weapon way above Zetsu's league. The mention of having his soul's revoked just angered him even more, but he wasn't going to lose his hard earned progress to this D-bag. Without waiting for him to leave Zetsuga did the best thing he could do. He jumped off the roof. Now, in a normal city at a normal school this would be viewed as a scuicide attempt, but this was not the case. About half way to the ground Zetsuga transformed his arm into the blade of his weapon form, and lodged it into the side of the school. "Well, he never said anything about being on the side of the building." he yelled, a grin on his face for working his way around Reign's terms. "By the way, most single males at death city smell like cat." even though he didn't like Reign, Zetsuga had to admit that he had good taste in company.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 16:36:55</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Freefalling</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga and Reign</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi was right behind his partner, hearing what the man said just as they were leaping off. "Monday huh? Go fuck yourself..." It was then that he realized the fall that was now his main concern. He was too far from his partner to grab his hand. "Shit what was it? I just used it earlier damn it!" He desperately tried to remember his mantra, now about half way down.... Got it. Just in time. "Bonnes Bones Canon Canine." A slide of bone shot out from the side of the building, catching him and flowing underneath Zetsuga, offering them both a rather fun ride down to the streets before disappearing in a puff of white smoke. "Hey Zetsu? You wouldn't happen to have a place I could stay at would you? When I spoke to Lord Death he said it'd be a week before my own place is ready."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 18:02:43</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>place: boneslide<br>tagged: Koromi<br><br>Zetsuga dropped as he saw the bone slide appear below him, giving a WHOOOO! as he aproached ground level. ~mother fucker knows damn well how hard I worked for those souls.~ he gave the magic dog a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose when Koromi asked for a place to stay. "actually, I was hoping you had a place that I could move into. I have an appartment, but it's been haunted since before I moved in. It's not like he's trying to kill me, he just always wants to hangout, and I need sleep, hence why i'm sleeping on the DWMA's roof." he reached into his jacket and felt the tattered bottom of Eleanor's dress. ~shall I offer to fix it, or make it something new?~ he shook his head as he brought himself back to the present problem. "we could see if we could crash with Adell or Eleanor, unless you wanna be up alll night playing Mario Kart with Bruce.... Again.". (every Anime has a cock block.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 19:11:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Death City Streets</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human --&gt; Canine</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi chuckled as Zetsu pinched his nose. "Well, I don't play video games, never have actually. Let's go see what they're up to. I've been up since I got here three days ago." With a puff of white smoke he shifted back to his canine state and stretched. "Well, why don't we be on our way then?" He placed his nose to the ground, quickly catching the pair's scent. "Wait.... You know where they live right? It'll save me some trouble if you do." The canine questioned. His tail wagged a bit, showing he was eager to get going.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 21:37:07</strong>
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				Zetsuga laughed as Koromi realized that sniffing out the pair was not needed. "Well," he said, trying to catch his breath. "I have never really talked with Adell, but Eleanor lives above the fllower shop she works at. They said something about a date, but worst case scenerio is that they aren't home and they find to sleepy burglers when they get home." with that Zetsuga made his way back to his favorite flower shop, expecting Koromi to follow. <br><br>once there Zetsuga turned into his weapon form after pointing out an open window on the upper floor that doubled as Eleanor's appartment. "throw me through that window and i'll call you up."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 00:02:52</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Death City Streets --&gt; Koromi's Home</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Canine</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi smiled as they headed back to the flower shop. Once there, he listened to his partner point out the open window. The male sighed and shook his head. "Or we can knock on the door. Trespassing is bad in the human world isn't it?" He thought for a moment and shook his head. "Something tells me it's a bad time anyway." The scent of arousal was practically pouring from the window, and that was not something he wanted to get in the middle of. "You know what? Actually, lets go to where I'll be living, I have an idea."<br><br>Koromi picked up his partner in his maw and carried him to the outskirts of town, to a small, humble house surrounded by trees. Here, he set down his partner. The surrounding area was green and full of life, although it was covered an ominous, constant mist. The house was a single story, unfurnished cabin with two bedrooms, and one bathroom. It had a large den area and also a basic kitchen. "It's not much yet, but a night outside shouldn't be bad here. It is kinda humid, but warm all the same."<br><br>Koromi walked over to a patch of tall yet soft grass and laid downing his side. "I'm sure it's not what you're used to, but feel free to use me as a pillow if that helps." He said as his tail wagged, making sure his partner knew he had good intentions.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 01:00:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Cooking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>Eleanor suddenly felt his hand on the back of her neck and she felt her body flare up. His hands on her felt so good, amazing actually. He held her firm and definitely had his control of her which drove her wild. Then he pulled her back into a kiss and the whole world around her melted away. They way he kissed and held her was so aggressive and passionate, she loved everything about it. There were these electric shocks in this reunion kiss that hadn't been in the previous. It was exciting, it should have hurt but it just electrified her soul and felt great. With every shock and bolt her soul flared and flashed with pleasure.<br><br>This was her first kiss ever and she had never in a million years thought it would or ever could have been like this. Everything else in the world seem to trivial, so unimportant. The feeling of his lips on her was not something she would trade for anything in the world. This moment was so beautiful a perfect. He was the first to lay his lips upon hers, to show her how wonderful such romantic contact could bring. She couldn't help but want more of everything, both closeness and contact.<br><br>Her body flare with intense desire that her young body had never felt before. Kissing Adell was unlike any story, movie, or song's description or explanation to how it would be. Her hands dropped what they were doing to lift up and sprawl on his chest. Her right hand lift to hold lightly onto his collar pulling at it to bring herself and him closer. Her chest just barely grazed his. Before either of them could realize it. Adell was standing between Eleanor's legs. One of her legs rubbed up against the side of his, lightly moving up and down in natural instinct. Eleanor had never felt like this before, she felt full of warmth and need, all for Adell. She loved this contact she had never been intimate with anyone like this before. He was her first everything that came to romance and Meister/Weapon partnership. <br><br>If she were to trust anyone to show her these things it would be Adell and only Adell. In the short time she had known him she had trusted him more than anyone before. Some might call it infatuation, but it wasn't like that. It was so much more, she knew that deep down and with every fiber of her being. The kiss he had given shook her right down to her core. She wanted to give Adell her everything and do whatever she possibly could for him. As both his weapon and as hopefully more. <br><br>Eleanor wasn't a tramp or a slutty girl, she just simply didn't know or understand that there was a dating etiquette. She lived life in the moment and did what she felt her heart and soul told her to do. She had always been so sure that was the right way to live. She would never do these things with just anyone, but Adell was definitely different though. When he away from her a sweet desperate gasp escaped her from the lose of his contact. She gazed into his eyes her lids partially down, but the look and desire in her eyes was obvious.Her pale skinned face was flushed red and She has soft delicate pants from her sweet mouth, he had truly stolen the girls breath away. Where he learned to kiss like that she didn't know but she was sure she must be lame in comparison. <br><br>After what he said then the smile that usually filled her face returned and panting chuckled joined as well. He was funny but also so unfairly charming. What girl could resist him, <strong>"You are just too charming."</strong> She managed to get out through her pants. Her left hand came up to her face trying to hide her blush. Embarrassed from her easily effected and ways. She assumed men hate a woman with no experience liker her. <strong>"But you're very right, I'm not hungry for dinner anymore... I crave this,"</strong> Her grip on his color tightened. Right after she allowed that confession to escape her&nbsp; the blush on her face grew six times more red at her bold statement. To speaking in such a way was foreign for her. She always spoke before she though but she had never been in a position that would make her say something borderline dirty. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 02:33:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell couldn't believe how passionate this girl was. He could see the hunger in her eyes; one in which he'd never witnessed before. He felt her magnetism pulling him back in, but Adell was very skilled in showing restraint. It was definitely the second kiss that reminded him of his own power: his own magnetism. It restored much of his confidence in himself, and the way Eleanor resonated with his passionate flames only reassured the fiery red-head. <strong><em>"But you're very right, I'm not hungry for dinner anymore... I crave this,"</em></strong> If Adell were a weaker man, he would have buckled in the face of this girl's inhuman sexuality. It had to be the Witch in her distorting her personality into something to raw and animistic. <br><br>He loved it. <br><br>It was so intoxicating to see Eleanor responding in such a way. He never would have imagined there was something like this hidden deep inside of her. She was his buried treasure, and oh, how he wanted to play inside her. Adell grinned sharply, and as he felt her grip on his collar tighten, he lifted a finger and gently placed it on her lips; holding her back.<br><br><strong>"It's getting late, Eleanor. I'm gonna start heading home. Walk me to the door."</strong> The grin never left this young man's face as he spoke in a voice she wasn't accustomed to hearing. It was smooth, confident, and dominant. It would be a lie to say that Adell didn't crave her flesh like a vampire starved of blood, but he was stronger than that. He wasn't one to succumb to temptation no matter how sweet its kisses were. He reached up with his left hand and took hold of her wrist. He could feel how strong her grip was and knew he wouldn't be able to just pull himself free, so he leaned back slightly and pulled the girl with him. Like a gentleman, he wrapped his right arm around the girl's waist and lifted her from the counter, then gently placed her on the floor. In this moment, where he held her so close in his arms, he couldn't help but take one long gaze into her deep blue eyes.<br><br>He couldn't describe the beauty she possessed. It truly was otherworldly. The gentle contrast between her luscious skin and deep blush left such a striking impact on him. It was a face he could never forget in a million years. He could still feel the warmth radiating off the girl: the intense gravity that pulled him even closer to her, but he knew he had to resist such powerful forces. He knew that if he stayed any longer, there would be no stopping him from taking her young body for himself. She had such a powerful effect on him, and it didn't seem like she cared for stopping, but even so, Adell knew deep down, that they should.<br><br>Still, he yet to release her hand from his while he stepped to the living-room to collect his blazer. For the moment, he thought he should leave it just in case he later came to his senses. That way, he'd have an excuse to visit the girl in the wee hours of the night. He had to smirk at himself. He was no Casanova; crawling into the window of a lovely maiden's bedroom. Still, he was very tempted. <br><br>Adell turned to his date; that confident smirk of his still a strong presence on his face, and he spoke. <strong>"We'll definitely have to do this again. I had an amazing time tonight."</strong> His voice was still so low; so seductive, and the confidence was radiating from his crimson soul like heat off a single ember. <strong>"I promise... We definitely will."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 02:44:45</strong>
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				name: Zetsuga<br>location: street----&gt; Koromi's house<br>tagged: Koromi<br><br>"Well we were just trespassing on DWMA proporty and you didn't seem to havee a problem with that." he countered jokingly. And before Zetsu culd even say "good idea" he was in his partner's mouth being carried off to his soon to be home.<br><br>Zetsuga transformed back into his human form once he was put down, and was about to aproach the cabin when Koromi layed down in a patch of tall grass. It was then that he remembered that Koromi said the place wouldn't be ready for several more days. Without a word Zetsuga took his partner's offer and layed his head on Koromi's belly as he staired&nbsp; up into the night sky. "So Koromi, where did you live at before Death City? I've lived here all my life and i've never seen you around here before today." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 08:25:50</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Death City Streets --&gt; Koromi's Home</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Canine</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi shifted slightly as Zetsu laid down so they would both be comfortable. "Where was I before?" He restated the question, honestly not expecting it. "Well, we're partners now so no point in secrets. All my life I lived with a which known as Arachne, but I simply called her 'mistress'. She always was fond of terms like that, since it showed that she was superior and such. Anyway, I wasn't always a magical canine, at one point I was just your everyday stray. Back then I was in London until she found me. At first she was like any other human. She was kind and took care of me but... " The male uttered a whimper at the next thought. "But after a while I was just a pawn in her experiments. Somehow after about three years of this I gained my magical prowess. Of course that intrigued my mistress and the torture continued. All the abnormalities with my human for are a direct result of her, as well as my warped fur color. The real reason I wear that cloak is to hide the countless scars and burns that show without it."<br><br>Koromi sighed, taking a short breath before continuing. "I was in her care for a long nineteen years Zetsu. She has done everything to me I can think of, with the only exception being that she didnt neuter me. Pretty damn happy about that. Anyway that about sums it up. That's my story. The short version anyway." Koromi flicked an ear toward his partner, listening for a resonse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 19:46:10</strong>
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				Zetsuga listened intently to his partner's story, not once interupting him like almost anyone else would have. There was a long silence after Koromi was done speaking, during which Zetsu processed the story with much thought. Finally, after what could have been an eternity he spoke. "Don't hide the scars." of all the things he culd have said, this was probably the least expected. "In my book a scar is a symbol of strength. You were in a shitty situation, but you enduredand you're stronger because of it. And I know some people would want to kick my ass for saying this, but without Arachne, you and I wouldn't be nearly as special as we are. You would be a normal dog, and I would be a normal human, though my mother wouldn't see that as a bad thing." after a bit of more silence Zetsuga spoke up again, sounding more like the delinquant people knew him as. "So was she hot?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 19:51:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Cooking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>Eleanor felt his finger on his lips and listened to what he said next. <strong>"It's getting late, Eleanor. I'm gonna start heading home."</strong> She felt the whole world that had previously melted away came crashing back, slamming her back to reality. He wanted to leave. Had she done something wrong? What was she thinking of course she had done something wrong. She felt her heart crash into a million tiny broken pieces. Her eyes were wide and her face still red. <br><br>The she felt his wrap an his arm around around her hand her and he pulled her close, they locked eyes. Her big blue-green ones with his deep blues. For a moment she hope he was joking about what he said before, why else would he hold her so close and look at her the way he was. Then she found out he brought her off the counter and placed her down on the floor. <strong>"Walk me to the door."</strong> His voice was dominant and strong. She felt a shiver run down her spine, how could something so simple shake her to her core. <strong>"Y-Yes"</strong> Eleanor responded very well to dominance and control. She was such a sweetly submissive girl, she had always been that way, always eager to please.<br><br>Eleanor nodded obediently and did what he asked even though with every fiber of her being she didn't want him to leave. Hand in Hand they made their way over to the door. Only for him to break away for a moment to grab his blazer. Once they reach the door he turned to her and spoke. She nodded trying to put on a happy face of her heartbroken one. She then felt a bit better when he said he had an amazing nice and they should do this again. <strong>"So did I and yeah that would be really nice."</strong> She smiled softly to him, her voice filling slightly with excitement she worked to keep bottle down. That voice of his right now was driving her crazy and intimidating her all at the same time, he was so confident and seductive, it was like he knew. <br><br>Then she heard his next words, <strong>"I promise... We definitely will."</strong> Her heart soared at the word 'promised'. He promised her, Eleanor trusted that he meant what he said, there was hope. They made their way down to the flowers shop and she brought him to the flower shop door. She smiled like she usually did, <strong>"Tonight was fun, thank you."</strong> This was going to work out, she prayed this didn't mean her was done with her. She wanted more than anything to have him stay but she had no right to force he to stay in her company. <br><br>Eleanor swallowed hard, her nerves mixing into her words and being. This man set her on edge, it was like he riddled her of some of her insecurities but then replaced them with new ones. Eleanor worked against her nerves as she decided to do something. She put a hand on his shoulder and got up on her tip toes as high as she could to give him a sweet but soft peck on his cheek. As quickly as she had done it she was back on the ground like normal. A soft pink tinted her cheeks as she looked away from him shyly. <br><br><strong>{{</strong> Outfit: Dress (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/MegurineLuka600426066_zpsd9f0b89f.jpg.html) <strong>}}</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 22:04:13</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: Death City Streets --&gt; Koromi's Home</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Canine</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi was caught off guard by what was said about his scars. "A symbol of strength..." The thought intrigued him. All his years he spent hiding from what happened to him, scared of the truth. "Your right. I shouldn't run from my past. It will only hurt me more. From tonight on, I'll embrace it. Thanks for the advice." He laid quiet from then until his partner asked a rather silly question. " I suppose. You should remember that humans and canines think differently. But yeah, I guess you could say she was. Now go to sleep, we both need it." Koromi licked his cheek as thanks and laid down, sleep slowly taking him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 22:36:00</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>placee: Koromi's house<br>tagged: Koromi<br><br>Zetsuga smiled at Koromi's words, happy that h was able to help his friend. When he said that he could consider Arachne attractive Zetsu almost swore to himself. "Well i'm not gonna let Bruce know that." the reason why was because Bruce had claimed that all the Witches bold enough to make a move against Death City or Lord Death himself were all sexy. Arachne was the last on the list of Witces in this catagory that they both knew the name of, and now that she was confirmed Zetsuga had to watch a season of ghost hunters and listen to Bruce bitch about how it was all bullshit. "Well he'll never know." he said to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>07-08-2013, 06:50:36</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Heading Home <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell had to admit; he was surprised at how receptive this girl was of his sudden change in tone and attitude. The Meister was always a calm, respecting, and polite young man: in no way did he ever throw his strength or appearance around to get what he wanted, but his instincts told him that now: right now, with passions soaring through the roof, he'd need to be strong and in control, or risk loosing control all together. He was, at first, expecting Eleanor to put up a fuss, but when she followed every one of his words and did exactly what she was told, he couldn't help but relish in the small bit of power he felt; even if it was just for the moment.<br><br>As she escorted him downstairs and they made their way to the front door, she thanked him for a fun night. He could see a bit of her normal self shining through that bright smile of hers. It made him feel at ease knowing he hadn't hurt her feelings with his sudden decision to leave. Regardless of his power over her, he was still a gentleman, and he respected his partner's body. He smirked, his voice still low and commanding. <strong>"Don't forget about the food in the oven and burn the house down. You should bring it to school. It'd be nice to have it for lunch."</strong> The only thing Adell wanted to have for lunch was her, but he resisted the urge to say so. He was proud of himself for doing so well. He thought he would have lost control before he made it out the door.<br><br>That's when she kissed him.<br><br>Eleanor stood close and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, and his face flushed. He couldn't tell if she was doing it on purpose or was just completely oblivious to her own power, but he felt such an insatiable rush of sexual energy surge into his body from that tiny little kiss. It was like all the desire and lust for him was compressed into a small pocket of energy, and she delivered it to him like a punch. When she pulled away he could only stare on with a paralyzed look on his face. He could tell, from that shy expression on her face, that she had no intention of doing that, which left one other possibility. It was the Witch in her. It was so riled up inside her soul; it wanted to make sure Adell fully understood exactly what he was passing up. A look of intrigue fell upon the young Meister's face. He wondered if he was just thinking too deeply into things, but the thought of there being another, primal half of Eleanor with a conscious of its own just waiting to bubble to the surface... It just seemed so sexy and wild.<br><br>But this witch needed to learn her place.<br><br><strong>"You call that a goodnight kiss?"</strong> With both strong arms wrapped around Eleanor's thin waist he pulled the girl's body against his and, after a brief moment of looking straight into her eyes; directly into her soul, he pressed his lips against hers with even more intensity than the last kiss. He could feel her soft breasts pressing against his chest, which only caused him to deepen his kiss. Adell held his date firmly in his grasp as he indulged in the taste of her lust, as well as his own. As he kissed her; as he kissed his Eleanor so intimately, he gently pulled her soft, lower lip in between his own, and gently nibbled on it, before slowly dragging himself away. He felt like he might have overdid it just a bit. Even he was left breathless after such an intense embrace. Still, he just couldn't help himself. Maybe he wasn't such a gentleman after all. <strong>"<em>That</em>... is a goodnight kiss."</strong><br><br>As one hand lifted to cup the girl's beautiful cheek, another lowered to the warm outer part of her luscious thigh. He gave a sexual smirk as he rubbed her soft leg; even going so far as to tease her body by slowly dragging a finger close by her inner-thigh. <strong>"Just remember: Good things come to those who wait. Goodnight, Lady Eleanor."</strong> Just as smoothly as his words flowed from his lips, he pulled himself away; allowing his hand to gently glide underneath the girl's chin before it was pulled away from her face. He slipped out the door and shut it behind himself, then a cool smile played upon his face as he walked away from the shop.<br><br>Adell found himself a good enough distance away from Eleanor's house and, at the cost of scaring the living shit out of everyone around him, he instantly struck a powerful pose and his fiery soul manifested itself into a blazing inferno around his body. <strong>"CCCHHHHYYYAAAAHHH!!!!!"</strong> He punched at the air in celebration of his awesomeness and danced in place. <strong>"I AM THE GREATEST MAN IN THE WORLD!!! HAHAHAHA!"</strong> An entire year spent controlling his wavelength was just flushed down the toilet thanks to one special girl. Still, he didn't care. He felt amazing, and that Witch's energy was still violently surging through him. His own wavelength, he could probably control if he really wanted too. Eleanor's however: it was an entity all in its own.<br><br>People of the nightlife scattered away from the clearly insane young man, but did this embarrass him? Only a little. He gave a haughty laugh in the face of embarrassment and figured he might as well keep on being crazy all the way home. Then he froze when a particular thought fluttered ever-so-innocently through his mind. <em><strong>~I could be having sex right now...~</strong></em> His face went blank as he stood there, quiet. Finally, after letting reality slowly sink in, he threw his hands up to his hair and shrieked like a dying elk. <strong>"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!"</strong> <br><br>This time, people ran.<br><br>The teen sighed and dropped his head, but then a cheerful smile fell upon his face. <strong>~It's okay. Next time...~</strong> He had to smirk to himself as he calmly walked off into the night. <strong>"Good things come to those who wait, huh? I like that."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 03:44:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> Eleanor's Apartment<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Cooking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell<br><hr><br>Eleanor was taken aback when she heard him mock her sweet cheek peck of a kiss. But she was overcome with shock when Adell's wonderfully strong arms wrapped around her and pull her flush against him. Her pressed up again his hard chest. Her heart swooned and before she knew it she was pulled into the most passion kiss that she ever though could exist. She kissed him back, her lips matching his but in submission since he was clearly leading and in charge here. She felt him bit her lip a little and she somehow manage to melt more against him than she thought was even possible. The nibble was so hot, so primal. <br><br>She was so completely dumbfounded and taken by him that all she could manage was to bring her hands. One the edge of his chest and the other barely on his elbow. The way he was looking as her right now made her feel so important and wanted, and his hand on her cheek was so affectionate. Such a-<strong>"Oh!"</strong> A gasp escaped her as she felt his finger drag along her inner thigh. Her face blushed bright red and she bit her lip hard. She had never been touched like that ever. She was so embarrassed by the way she reacted and the way he had touched her. She didn't know which one she was more flustered by.<br><br><strong>"Good things come to those who wait. Goodnight, Lady Eleanor."</strong> A shiver ran through her body at his words and before she knew it he pulled away from her and he was gone. She could still feel where his fingers after they grazed her so tantalizingly. She just stood there in awe as she stared at the door. Adell...Adell was years beyond her and way out of her league, this proved that for sure. She was just awkward swooning girl and he was the smoothest, most charming man in the world. With a deep breath she tried to regain her self and she locked the front door of the Flower shop.<br><br>During the quick but for some reason long right now trip back up the stairs and into her apartment she had some time to think. Mainly to have all the recent events hit and how she had acted hit her like a fright train. She closed the apartment door and after locking it she fell against the door, <strong>"Oh god-Oh no!"</strong> her back hitting it and she slid down to sit on the floor. She hands went in to hair messing her hair and pigtails up, <strong>"I am such a completely loser! What the hell is wrong with me!? It's like I just lost control and turned into some weird desperate creature, I acted like such a slut!"</strong> She hit her head against the door a couple of times. <br><br>BUZZZ!<br><br>That was the timer for the chicken parmigiana. Yet another reminder the way she had acted. As if a heavy wait was on her shoulder she got up and made her way to the kitchen. She put on her oven mitts and pulled out the dish of hot food. She looked at it sadly, he probably though she sucked at cooking as much as she sucked at kissing. There was an obvious pout on her face as she covered the food and place it in the fridge. All she could think was that kiss and she felt her knees went weak. That man was too much for her, but she really liked that about him. He was so nice and sweet too. Nicer than anyone else had ever been to her.<br><br>And she had ruined it.<br><br>That was it she needed to go to bed. This was too much to deal with right now she was completely infatuated with Adell but never had she been more intimidated than she had ever been of a man. She turned off the oven and the lights and went into her bedroom. After changing into her pajamas she sighed and collapsed onto the bed. curled herself around one of her pillows. Tonight was the most nerve-racking, embarrassing, humiliating, exciting, sweet, amazing, wonderful time she had ever had. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>09-08-2013, 01:26:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All Students &amp; Gabriel<br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div> It was another bright; sunshine-filled day, and Reign was enjoying every moment of it. From his nice, morning soak in the Jacuzzi to an exquisite breakfast courtesy of some exotic animals having such tasty meat. Oh yes, all was going well today, that is, until he arrived at the school. It appeared that Stein still wasn’t feeling quite up to teaching, so there would need to be a substitute for his class. Luckily they did not pick Reign, but the teacher they did pick, however, was still on probation for the last time he taught. Apparently some poor kid made the mistake of insulting his hair.<br><br>He sighed, but figured there was nothing he could do. The two teachers have run into one-another on occasion, but never really had a chance to sit down and have a conversation. For the most part, it’s generally a greeting nod or a simple acknowledgement of one-another’s existence in the same area. Words were rarely, if ever, exchanged between the two. Reign didn’t really plan on having a conversation with him either. The two had a simple dynamic: None at all. Today Reign was just going to take a back seat and monitor as instructed. Hopefully this class doesn’t last too long.<br><br>When he entered the classroom a good thirty minutes early, he noticed there were a few students already there. With a smile, he greeted them, then took his seat towards the front of the room a few feet behind the teacher’s desk. One of the students asked if Reign would be their instructor today. <strong>“No,&nbsp; not today. Someone else is filling in for Stein. I’m just here to monitor. Be sure to give your actual substitute as much respect as your regular teacher.”</strong> Reign cracked open a book and made himself nice and comfortable in the seat while he read. Hopefully this class wouldn’t take too much of his time.<br><br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Front Gate<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose &amp; Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> At this very moment, life couldn't possibly get any better. At least, that's how Adell thought as he leaned against one of the pillars to the school's front gates. He had a calm smile on his face as he nommed on a sweet apple given to him by his mother as a peace offering. As usual, his Dad was attempting to <em>'train'</em> him by throwing more luggage his way, but Adell was able to dodge every back. The bowling ball, however, wasn't so easy to escape, which would explain the huge red welt on his stomach. Thank goodness no one would be able to see it underneath his shirt. Sometimes his Dad gets a little too passionate.<br><br>Still, life was good. Aside from his parents constantly bothering him with the Hotel business, things were pretty good at home. Adell never had to worry about money issues, so that was always something to smile about, and now, he had Eleanor in his life. What more could a guy ask for? With her, he just genuinely felt happier. She always kept him on his toes, and he had to note the increase in his own energy ever since the two of them got together; hence the reason why he seemed to be getting up a lot earlier in the mornings and not siring out so fast during his workouts. Things were truly great in his life right now. He smirked as he bit in to his apple while he awaited his partner's arrival. The apple was good and all, but with his metabolism it would be long gone by the time the day started. He couldn't wait to see what she was bringing for lunch today.<br><br>He was also pretty excited about what was happening after school as well. Before he left for class today he was on his laptop checking email and social network updates. When he went to the school's website he noticed that, not only did they finally put a new string of missions, but Eleanor already had the two of them signed up. That girl was always so enthusiastic about everything, he had to laugh a little. He always considered himself hyper, but this girl's energy made his roaring fire look like a match spark in comparison. She was really something.<br><br>And now, finally, they were going out on their first mission. He was more than ready to kick some ass and start collecting some souls. He was also looking forward to trying out some new tactics he just thought up last night. Oh yeah, today was looking to be a spectacular day. Now he was just waiting on his partner so that they could enjoy it together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 05:08:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Front Gate<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Falling and Talking<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros and Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor's heeled black Maryjane's clicked against the stairs as she bolted down them full of excitement. As always she was running late but this time it wasn't her fault. Lord Death had requested she stop by his office for a meeting before class this morning. At first she thought she was in trouble for skipping that class with Adell about a week ago or discuss with her how he had to suspend another student for physically bullying her. Which wouldn't make any sense though because ever since Adell became her partner and he was around her a bunch she had less people attacking or assaulting her during school. But that's besides the point, what Death really wanted was way, way better! <br><br>Lord Death had decided Adell and her were ready to take on a mission and he had hand chosen the one for them himself! She was freaking out, Adell and her had been rocking through their training sessions and classes pretty great, their was no struggle in matching their soul wavelengths at all. It was absolutely great! This news was just icing on their cake! Time to put all their training and work into action, she was excited and nervous all at the same time. Lord Death had even brought her into his office earlier this week to congratulate her on finally having a Meister. Telling her how now she can follow in her father's foot steps. <br><br>The young witch continued her mad dash to meet Adell at the entrance stair to the school. The girl was humming with energy today, more so than ever before. All this great news, being Adell's partner, and connecting so greatly with some one was beautiful! The redheaded Meister came into her view and the already huge smile on her face grew. <strong>"ADELL! I have so much-"</strong> She was cut off by a shriek as she tripped and completely crashed to the ground, because of the speed she was going she manage to gain some real distance on her tumble. <br><br>Eleanor popped back up from her fall into a sitting on her butt her leg position making a W like shape. She held her face where she hit it. <strong>"Owww"</strong> She winced as she rubbed her forehead and the side of of her face by her temple. Then a thought came into her mind and she panicked, <strong>"Oh no!"</strong> It was funny her first thought wasn't of her face it was off the lunch she had made for Adell in her bag. Her hands immediately reached over and grabbed her backpack that had fallen an arms length away. Digging through her bag she checked all the Tupperware containers in her bag full of food. <br><br>Luckily it was all in order and she sighed in relief. <strong>"It's alright! The food is alright!"</strong> She looked up to Adell with her usually cheerful expression. She had been making a lunch for Adell every day this week. Today she had brought fettuccine alfredo, stuffed mushrooms, Swedish meatballs, texas toast, and ceasar salad. She made a lot of food since both her and Adell had the huge appetites and crazy metabolisms. She loved the feeling of being useful and making Adell happy. Even if it was with simple things like making him lunch and giving him her notes from every class. Although her notes weren't always the best since she was so easily distracted. <br><br>Then she remembered how she had completely humiliated herself in front of him and she blushed bright red. Eleanor stumbled to back up but when she managed to get back to a standing position she avoided looking at him as she rubbed the back of her neck. <strong>"S-sorry I fell....again."</strong> She bit her lip. What she didn't realized was her face was scratched up along the right side of her forehead and her temple. But she was too excited that the stinging didn't sync in yet. Even though she was embarrassed she was too excited about their mission! <strong>"Sorry I'm late but Lord Death requested me in his office this morning and he totally is happy with our progress in training! And he hand picked a mission for us!"</strong> She bounced up and down with excitement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 07:55:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Front Gate<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose &amp; Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell's ears picked up on the clacking sound of heels and turned his attention in the direction of the sound. A cool smile found its way onto his face as the girl with bubblegum-pink hair excitedly ran towards him. No matter how good his day way, it always got even better when he saw Eleanor's smiling face. She was just so revitalizing, so full of life so.... klutzy.<br><br>She tripped and face-planted just a few feet away from the Meister. Now he would have probably freaked out, like he did the first six times she's done this, but he'd gotten so used to her it didn't really bother him too much. She may look frail, but Eleanor was actually pretty tough. She was very good at shaking off pain, as she showed when she sat herself up and starting digging through her bag. She pulled out her lunch and was relieved that it wasn't destroyed during her little fall. He could care less about the food's safety, but for some reason, she never seemed to care about her own well-being: always wanting to please everyone else and never paying attention to her own needs.<br><br><strong><em>"It's alright! The food is alright!"</em></strong> There was that big wide smile he'd become so enamored with. No one could say Eleanor wasn't a beautiful girl. She was absolutely stunning, and her smile could light up any situation.<br><br>He sighed at the girl. <strong>"You're so clumsy."</strong> He couldn't help but let a small laugh accompany his words. Once he finally got over the fear of her seriously hurting herself, he could relax enough to appreciate yet another one of Eleanor's many quirks. The girl blushed, and then quickly hurried back to her feet.<br><br><em><strong>"S-sorry I fell....again."</strong></em> Embarrassed as always, she could barely look him in the eye. But then, he could see her excitement begin to bubble to the surface and he braced himself for another wave of her hyperactive soul. <strong><em>"Sorry I'm late but Lord Death requested me in his office this morning and he totally is happy with our progress in training! And he hand picked a mission for us!"</em></strong><br><br>So it was Lord Death who assigned that mission to them? That was pretty exciting news. Having the Headmaster personally select you for a mission usually happens on two occasions; when he feels you're ready for a challenge, or if you're fucking up in classes and need some extra credit before you get the Shinigami Chop. Since Eleanor's been allowing him to study her notes, which can be really helpful, yet really distracting with all the pretty little doodles all over the page, he was sure his grades were improving so it couldn't be remedials. It looks like he was finally going to be able to start training the next Death Scythe. <strong>"That's great news, Eleanor! I can't wait."</strong> It was then, as the girl's embarrassment faded, that he noticed one side of her face was still a little red.<br><br>Upon further examination he could see the scuff marks on her face and head and a look of concern flashed on his face. <strong>"Eleanor... come on. You've gotta be more careful."</strong> He walked over to her and placed his free hand on the side of her face with the scuffs on it. He was standing very close to the girl in order to examine the damage. It looked like most of the scuffs were just dirt, and the skin where the scrapes were began to raise a bit. <strong>"People are gonna start to think I'm beating you."</strong> He smirked a bit at his own little joke as he wiped away some of the dirt from her face. Her temple seemed a little red and sensitive to his touch, so he gave it a light kiss, then blushed a bit when he realized he was kissing on her again. Sometimes he really just couldn't help himself. Maybe she wouldn't notice. <strong>"No running in heels, Eleanor. You're a Weapon, not a hooker. Though, you do look really nice in those. Are they new?"</strong> It was easy to get lost in Eleanor. She always completely absorbed his attention and focus.<br><br>He liked talking to her. She always laughed at his jokes no matter how corny or quirky, and she always seemed to be happy just to see him. Who wouldn't like somebody like that? He never understood the other students. He could never wrap his mind around why they always gave her such dirty looks whenever they saw her. Eleanor didn't know this, and neither did he plan on telling her, but somebody actually had the nerve to approach Adell and say it might not be such a good idea to date a dirty little witch like her. Needless to say, Adell's fire was the last thing that kid saw before his face met the floor. Ever since then, nobody has ever attempted to utter anything negative about her while he was around. Occasionally, they would give the two of them dirty looks, but Adell would always return the favor. He didn't care what Eleanor was. She was <em>his</em> partner; <em>his</em> witch, and nobody would <em>ever</em> be allowed to disrespect her.<br><br><strong>"We should get to class before we're too late. I hear whispers of a sub. Don't wanna give the wrong impression."</strong> He smirked and held a gloved hand out for his partner. <strong>"Ready when you are."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 09:22:19</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Gabriel Armageddon</strong><br><strong>Location: DWMA Classroom</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Reign and all students</strong><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1296.photobucket.com/albums/ag5/Cosmic_Fenrir/image_zps712ed853.jpg) (http://s1296.photobucket.com/user/Cosmic_Fenrir/media/image_zps712ed853.jpg.html)</div><br><br>It was five minutes before class when a dark haired, muscular man entered the classroom. His style of dress was casual, not what one would expect from many teachers. <br><br>Upon walking in he lazily wrote his name on the chalkboard as Gabriel Armageddon, with a side note below that read: <br>"I take no responsibility for any injury or death that may occur during my time as your instructor."<br>&nbsp;The spiteful look in Gabriel's eyes showed that the note on the chalkboard was not in jest.<br><br>The instructor then turned his attention to the other teacher in the classroom. "Reign. I assume you are here due to Death's lack of faith in me. Am I right?" Gabriel wasn't known for subtle outbursts, he would as soon blow you up as he would shake your hand. The last student that had insulted his hair was left as little more than a vegetable for over a month. Poor bastard.<br><br>His attention was momentarily shifted to a student who had the balls to throw a paper airplane at him with the word 'loser' scribbled on it. "One moment." He told Reign as he walked over to the boy. "You should learn some manners punk." With that said, he backhanded the boy's face, sending him flying across the room. "Let that be a warning to all of you. I do not tolerate disrespect in the least. Class will begin in just a moment." The boy that he hit was now in a pile of debris, unconscious with a concussion. <br><br>It would seem Gabriel was in a good mood today...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 09:43:06</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: DWMA Classroom</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga. &amp; Open</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi was already in class as the instructor walked in and wrote on the blackboard. He wore his cloak still , but it was unbuttoned to reveal his bare, scarred all to hell body. Otherwise, he wore only jeans. "Zetsuga, wake up, it's classtime." The canine boy spoke to the sleeping sword beside him. <br><br>Koro's attention quickly changed to the scene of the substitute bitch-slapping a student across the room with little effort. "Damn, somebody's a badass. Remind me not to fuck with him." He looked back to Zetsuga, who he assumed was waking up now. "Hey Zetsu, while you were sleeping I grabbed us a mission for later, we're going after Jack the Ripper. I was going to ask your opinion but I didn't wanna wake you so early. I know you need the rest."<br><br>He smiled as he kicked his feet up onto the desk, tail wagging behind him in anticipation or their first mission together. It was going to be a good one, and better yet, they were going to his place of birth. London.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 00:24:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Front Gate<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Going to Class<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros, Gabriel Armageddon, Koromi Yokotawa, Zetsuga Staghorn and Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor was so happy when she saw and felt Adell's excitement about the mission. Finally this was going to make them a real, real team. Suddenly Adell was very close to her and she blushed at their closeness. Her blush only darkened even more when brought his hand to the side of her face as he examined her damage. Then she heard him say she needed to be more careful and she nodded, <strong>"Y-yeah I know...I-I'm sorry."</strong> She stuttered embarrassed about how much of a klutz she can be. Her embarrassment was cut short once her spoke again. <em><strong>"People are gonna start to think I'm beating you."</strong></em> She burst out in giggles when she heard him say that. <strong>"But you would never hurt me!"</strong> She spoke through a fit of giggles.<br><br>She winced as he wiped away some of the dirty from her scratches. She didn't think he could be sweeter until he leaned in and kissed her face. The pink blush that had just left her face quickly returned and a smile filled her face. <strong>"T-thank you,"</strong> She looked at him with such affection in her eyes. Eleanor admired and cared for Adell so much even though they had only spent a week and a couple of day together. Then he quickly made her burst into laughter again, <strong>"Yes Adell, I know. Weapon not Hooker, gosh it just get's so confusing some times."</strong> She sassed him back with a cute smiled and placed a hand over her mouth holding back giggles. <br><br>He noticed her shoes? And he liked them? He was so caring and attentive, <strong>"You really like them? I broke my normal maryjane shoes and Florence lent me these until I can get mine fixed,"</strong> She smiled so happily, if Adell liked something about her that made her feel amazing. Her regular shoes only had about a one and half inch heel on them not like these that had like a three inch heel. Eleanor was klutzy but she actually could walk in heels pretty well, it was strange but true. Her klutziness was pretty constant no matter the foot wear. <br><br>Oh right class! Eleanor agreed, she was normally late a lot but thanks to Adell he was fixing that more and more. <strong>"Definitely let's get to it."</strong> She nodded and took the hand he offered her. She walked along wide him with a smile, as long as she was with Adell she was usually too distracted to notice the glares. before that was all she ever felt people's glares drilling into her. When she did notice she would always apologize to Adell since he had to deal with people glaring at him because of her. Who wouldn't feel badly about that though. She wanted to make Adell's life and training as easy as possible. Though no matter what her witch's side always reminds of her how being with her he'll always have to deal with her problems as well.<br><br>As they walked into class together she spotted Koromi and Zetsuga in sword form. The smile on ehr face grew as she spotted her new friends and she went to wave, <strong>"Hi guys"</strong> Right then just as she was being her usual spacy self she walked right into someone causing her to almost fall backwards and actually drop her bag. She immediately began to apologize and blush embarrassed, <strong>"Sorry, I am so sorry!"</strong> She leaned down to pick up her back and then to look at who she had bumped into. It was Gabriel Armageddon, one of the Death Scythes, an autonomous crossbow. Also probably the worst teacher to bump into, he was one of the most volatile men on the face of the earth. She had never actually had the man as a teacher or had a conversation with him but he was well know around here <strong>"Sorry Sir."</strong> Talk about making stupid first impressions. She had just looked like a total ditz. She hated causing trouble for Adell because of her mistakes. She really need to try harder to not be such a klutz but it was pretty much ingrained in her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 22:46:22</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>place: classroom<br>tagged: Reign, Gabe, Koro, open.<br><br>the ey of the bastard sword slowly opened as Koro spoke to him, changing back into his human form fully clothed for the day, as he dressed himself the night before. Zetsu had to laugh at Koro's comment about Gabe, his favorite sub. "Yeah, that's Gabe the crossbow. He's the death scythe who inspired me to not wait around for a meister to start collecting souls." Zetsuga blinked in surprise when his partner told him that hee had managed to get the Jack mission, one that he himself had failed about a year ago before Jack's soul went missing again. "Good. I got a score to seettle with that pot bellyed bastard." <br>Zetsuga was smiling somwhat psycotically at the concept of vengance upon the man who caused his first failure. That same joy put him in the mood to do something some students would consider scuicidal. He waved to Gabe. "beautiful day today Gabe! Good to see you in class again!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>14-08-2013, 00:58:27</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Zetsuga, Koromi, Gabriel, Eleanor, &amp; Adell (Kinda...)<br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div> Reign greeted each student as they entered the class with a gentle head nod and some eye-contact. He was asked several times if he'd be today's substitute, and an equal amount of disappointed expressions when he revealed that he wouldn't be. A few students who had his classes regularly loved the fact that Reign barely taught much of anything. It was a quick lecture, and then off you go to apply today's knowledge in real life. Of course, Reign was always more than required to sit around during his class time. During this time, he would assist some students who came to him with questions or offer small demonstrations before coaching his class. Usually, those who really didn't want to be in his class, left early. Those who learned better on their own, went off and did what they needed, and those who would rather <del>see his beautiful face</del> be lectured, would stay behind with the teacher.<br><br>So far, he has very high rates of students passing his classes, which is why he is allowed to teach the way he does. Some teachers and faculty might not approve, but so long as he's still getting paid, he could care less. When Gabriel entered, Reign gave yet another greeting nod, and then went back to reading his book. Hopefully he would be able to finish these next couple of chapters before Gabriel has a chance to-<br><br>*CRASH*<br><br>A sigh escaped Reign's soft lips and his hazel eyes gently rose to the smoldering pile of student lying crumpled in a heap by the wall. <strong>"Anya, Mark: please assist him to the nurse's office..."</strong> The student wasn't dead, so as far as Reign was concerned, he didn't need to be concerned. He hoped Gabriel cared enough about his job not to kill anyone. Lord Death was hoping the presence of another teacher watching over the volatile weapon would remind him to show restraint. Reign found himself wondering if that's what Gabriel considered <em>showing restraint</em>.<br><br>It was then that his favorite bubble-gum student flounced into the room. The hazel-eyed teacher had taken great interest in the half-breed witch ever since she was allowed to enroll in the academy. She was a strange little thing and, even though most of the school hated her, she'd never once attempted to rebel. She was an interesting thing indeed, and now, even more interesting, was the fact that she had a partner. Now Reign could finally observe how a witch-weapon functions when bonded with a human. This year was looking so promising.<br><br>It was actually Reign who, upon discovering the girl's partnership, put the bug in Lord Death's ear about having them perform a mission. <em><strong>"It would be good for the poor girl: it would help her self-esteem and make her feel more apart of the academy instead of some wallflower everyone bullies."</strong></em> It was so ironic how the Lord of all Death had such a soft heart. It was almost too easy getting him to agree, even down to which mission they would be taking on.<br><br>The plot was thickening.<br><br>Meanwhile, he hadn't even realized it until it was too late, but she had the total misfortune of bumping in to the volatile Gabriel Armageddon as she walked into the class. Instantly, Reign's eyes locked on to the teacher's body. Surely, he would have more respect for the female population than to raise his hand against one. <strong>"Finally made it to class, I see. Please take your seats. I'm sure the lesson is about to begin."</strong> The sooner everyone gets a good distance away from Gabriel the better, and less work Reign would have to do babysitting.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Eleanor Byrd Rose &amp; Open<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Eleanor was such a sweet little thing. Her emotions were wild and erratic, but her heart was always in the right place. He liked that about his partner, and found comfort in this. He honestly just enjoyed spending time with her. She even made class more enjoyable. As the two entered the building it was the same routine: some lingering students would look and stare at them, but when Adell's soul flickered with a defensive aura, they would all quickly snap their attention away. It wasn't known to him, to even to Eleanor, but the red-head was beginning to develop a reputation for being a very scary person to be around; especially after what he did to that one kid who dared to insult his partner to his face. He wondered if he should tell Eleanor about that, but figured almost a week has already gone by. No need to upset her.<br><br>They entered the classroom and Adell breathed a sigh of relief. They actually made it on time for once. Technically, they were probably still late to class, but it didn't seem like the lesson had begun, so to him, they were on time. He heard Eleanor's cheerful voice call out to someone and turned to see Korumi and Zetsuga also in the class. <strong>"Oh, hey guys. What's up?"</strong> And just as he went to wave, he noticed Eleanor walk right in to one of the teachers. He blinked, then turned to see her apologizing to the man. Adell could only take humor in her clumsy nature. <strong>"Please excuse my partner. She's not very good at looking where she's going."</strong> His tone was polite, but also with a hint of humor to it. He gave the unfamiliar substitute a respectful bow before taking his partner's hand once again and leading her over towards the other two students.<br><br>He heard the other teacher in the room, Reign, hurry them all to their seats. Class was about to begin soon. <strong>"Hey guys, mind if we sit by you?"</strong> He smirked at the two as he approached. Hopefully two new friends would be a good thing. Eleanor seemed to like them, and they didn't seem like they were mean to her. Maybe this could work out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>16-08-2013, 05:45:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Front Gate<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Going to Class<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros, Gabriel Armageddon, Koromi Yokotawa, Zetsuga Staghorn and Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor was already thankful for Adell but right now she was more than ever. He managed to get her out of the angry teachers sights, "S-sorry again." She quickly scurried along with Adell to sit with their friends. Wow. Friends, she had classmates that were her friends. At leas tshe hoped they were friends, they weren't mean to her and were actually pretty nice so she was pretty sure that made them friends. <strong>"Hey there guys."</strong> She sat down next to Koromi so now she was sitting between him and Adell. Koromi and Zetsuga seemed to be working together just as great as them. It was great there was a change in the air and it felt fresh and positive. New partnerships forming and new teachers. She finally had friends and less people bullying her.<br><br>Things were really starting to look up for her well except the embarrassing way she acted with him in her apartment. She must have been a terrible kisser for him to run off like that. He hadn't even tried anything like that with her since. To be fair she had worked hard to avoid his rejection of her, only being with him for the school day, lunch, and training sessions. It was hard to be around someone who clearly didn't want her back. That kiss really had set her on fire, she couldn't stop thinking about it. He drove a passion through he she had never known about until that moment. That boy was dangerous for her virtue. The worst part was that another reason she liked him. <br><br>Damn. What was she going to do? Now Adell didn't find her attractive and she had it bad for him. She just needed to level her head and work on being friends.Suddenly she remembered there was a letter that Lord Death had given her that was for both her and Adell. She reached into her backpack and pulled out the unopened letter and handed it to Adell,<strong> "Lord Death gave this to me but it's for the two of us."</strong> Eleanor had no clue that the letter was informing them of how now tha they were partners it was time for them to figure out their living situation. Usually when two people became partners they lived together whether it wa sin the dorms or off campus. <br><br>Eleanor bit her lip, but she wanted to keep being Adell's partner which meant she was going to have to just push aside her feelings. Then she remember how Adell had saved her earlier from the sub. She leaned herself a bit close to him so she could speak softly without drawing attention or furthering to irritate the already volatile teacher. <strong>"Thank you so much for saving me before. You're the best."</strong> She whisper closely hot the red head's ear. Just as usual her simple and innocent minded gestures were accidentally dripping with sensuality. She leaned back softly from him with a smile He was so great to her and he was like her hero. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>17-08-2013, 01:28:23</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Gabriel Armageddon</strong><br><strong>Location: DWMA Classroom -&gt; DWMA Courtyard</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Reign and all students</strong><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1296.photobucket.com/albums/ag5/Cosmic_Fenrir/image_zps712ed853.jpg) (http://s1296.photobucket.com/user/Cosmic_Fenrir/media/image_zps712ed853.jpg.html)</div><br><br>Gabriel gave a simple wave to his only fan, the bastard sword Zetsuga. He knew of the boys admiration and it was flattering in a way, but at the same time annoying at times. His attention turned the a girl who bumped into him, not being budged an inch. "Take your seat miss, class is starting." <br><br>The man looked over Stein's lesson plan quickly, seeing they were going to go over soul resonance. Lovely. "Alright students listen up! Today we will be working on soul resonance, though today's lesson will be hands on. Meet me in the courtyard. There each teams goal will be to successfully perform soul resonance and hit me with your attack. This test will be pass or fail and each team will have three attempts. Are we understood? See you there."<br><br>With that the instructor left for the courtyard, stopping only once at the teachers lounge for his coffee. When he arrived at the courtyard, he stretched out on a bench, waiting for all the students to arrive. These results would be fun to see.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>17-08-2013, 03:14:39</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: DWMA Classroom</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga, Adell, Eleanor, Reign &amp; Open</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi chuckled a bit at his partners excitement, it was good he liked the mission. It was then the pair of Adell and Eleanor came up to them, asking to sit with them. "Sure go ahead. How have you guys been over the weekend?" The canine asked as they sat down, Eleanor the one beside him. <br><br>It was then that the substitute teacher called out today's lesson. "Soul resonance. Sounds like fun. You guys ready for this? I'm Itching to get started!"<br><br>Koromi hopped over the desk, starting to head to the door, although he paused when locking eyes with Reign. "I should probably apologize for my actions the other day. I hope you can understand that I was not entirely in my right mind." With that he yelled back to the three he was sitting with to hurry up as he raced off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>17-08-2013, 04:59:59</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghorn<br>place: classroom<br>tagged: all sstudents, Gabe, &amp; Reigne<br><br>"I'll tell you what's up!" he said to Adell in an oddly happy and energetic mood. "I, I mean we, aree gonna go kill Jack the fat ass Ripper!" he still wasn't used to th thought of going on missions with a partner again not since- ~No. There was nothing I could have done.~ "Oh, and Eleanor, I need the op half of that ripped dress so I can fix it." This was one of Zetsu's several quirks, he would repair any piece of damaged clothing he thought looked good, whether the owner wanted him to or not. <br><br>at the mention of soul resonance Zetsu was going to explain that his wascomplicated, but when he looked tto where his partner was sitting he was already gone. "Greeeeeeat, I was having such a good morning." he said as he began he trek to the courtyard, draggiing his feat as he did so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>23-08-2013, 02:32:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div> A sigh escaped his lips when Gabriel allowed the students to seat themselves without throwing the poor girl through a window. What an unfortunate turn of events that would have been. He watched the students as they all found their seats, and then went back to reading his book. It was a very interesting story about a man who could slay Gods. Reign liked stories like this; one in which mortal man could overthrow the absolute power the rule over him. Reign was just that type of person: Always scheming and calculating. Always waiting for his chance to ascend beyond that which limits him as a mortal and become one of the Gods himself. He smirked as he turned the page, but made sure to keep his attention on the substitute as he taught his class.<br><br><em><strong>"Alright students listen up! Today we will be working on soul resonance, though today's lesson will be hands on. Meet me in the courtyard. There each teams goal will be to successfully perform soul resonance and hit me with your attack. This test will be pass or fail and each team will have three attempts. Are we understood? See you there."</strong> </em><br><br>The dark-haired teacher raised an eyebrow, and then peered up from behind his book. Resonance training... so soon? He thought about speaking, but decided against it. He had a feeling Mr. Armageddon wouldn't change his mind after making such an announcement. It was then that the teacher left the class and made his way to the courtyard. Reign looked over the students: Some were absolutely dumbfounded at the task at hand, and others were foolishly excited.<br><br>It'd only been a week since the beginning of the term. Many of the students in this class were beginners who were just getting used to their partners. The dark-haired teacher estimated that less than %30 of the class would be able to create a soul resonance. And out of those who did, the resonance would be highly unstable and destructive. With a sigh, he closed his book and rose to his feet, then followed after the substitute. As he left the room, he made eye-contact with several students of interest, including three teams in particular who he would be studying independent of school curriculum.<br><br>His eyes first fell upon One weapon/meister team who could be considered this class' seniors. They were two of the best students he'd ever had the privilege to oversee, but he didn't expect a resonance from them. Not a stable one, anyway. The female Meister's emotions were still far too unstable, even for the seemingly emotionless weapon. They were an interesting pair to overlook.<br><br>The next pair were one of the rookie teams, Zugetsu and Koromi. They were definitely an interesting pair: A bastard sword whose form and attitude were something many found difficult to resonate with. It was an interesting choice; pairing up with a Magical Canine. That's when Koromi approached the teacher and even apologized for the rudeness the last time the met on the school's roof. <strong>"Think nothing of it."</strong> The teacher smiled at the student, and then, just as he was leaving the room, his hazel eyes fell upon the third pair.<br><br>Adell and Eleanor were another of the Rookie Squad, and one of the most infamous; following a close second behind the Bastard Canine team. A human Meister and a hated Witch Weapon was definitely an interesting pairing. Adell had never been able to bond with others because of his unstable wavelength, and Eleanor was never given a chance to partner with anyone because so many had a disgust for the Witch. It was interesting to see how far this pair could go, and what type of power a rare Witch Weapon possesses.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Classroom <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Adell took a seat with his partner, as well as the other team from before. It felt good to be around others who weren't giving him deadly glares or harsh stares. It got unsettling, and very isolating after awhile, but he didn't care. So long as he was there protecting Eleanor he knew that what he was doing was right. Now, it might be a little easier with with a few friends to help keep her safe. Besides, it didn't seem like things were going as smoothly as he'd like.<br><br>As of recently, it seemed as if Eleanor was being a bit distant from him. It didn't seem to start until after their first date: their first kiss. He could tell she was shy. Hell, he was pretty shy himself, but still, he didn't expect her to be avoiding him. Maybe he did something wrong? At least, that's what he assumed. What else could it have been? Everything was good up until he kissed her. Now that he thought about it, their date was rather... chaotic. Maybe she didn't enjoy herself, or was upset at how it turned out, and didn't want him to ask her out again. He was so absorbed in his own thoughts he wasn't paying attention in the slightest to what was going on.<br><br>It was then that he noticed the other students moving about and he snapped back to attention as he stood up as well. <strong>"Uhh... where are we going? I kinda spaced out."</strong> He gave an embarrassed smile as he rubbed the back of his head. It was then that he happened to glace at Zetsuga when the weapon sighed out. It didn't look like whatever they were about to do was going to be enjoyable. His eyes flickered over to Eleanor, and he gave a small smile towards her. He wanted to tell her how he felt, but he had no idea how to go about telling her. It didn't seem like she wanted to break up with him, so he didn't feel like whatever this was threatened their relationship. He was hoping that if he gave her enough space, then eventually things would just snap back to normal.<br><br>Still...<br><br>He didn't feel as connected with her anymore, for some reason. The link between the two of them was still there, but it was weaker than he was used too, and he didn't like it. If this kept up, he didn't know how much longer he could go without bringing it up. He really hoped, if it came to that, she wouldn't take it the wrong way. He just wanted to make her happy...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>23-08-2013, 10:41:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Front Gate<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Going to Class<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros, Gabriel Armageddon, Koromi Yokotawa, Zetsuga Staghorn and Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor smiled to Koromis as he asked about her weekend, <strong>"I worked a lot and did a some training with Adell. Things at the flower ship were very busy since a few rare flowers are blooming this month. How about you all?"</strong> That made her think about her and her Meisters training sessions. Adell had proved even more so how extensively and masterfully he had trained. His skill and sharpness was magnificent. All the skill she had she was just handed by mother nature and she never really trained. If she was to become a weapon fit for a pro like Adell she was going to need to start training.<br>&nbsp;<br>When today's lesson and assignment was given at first excited but then immediately horrified. Soul Resonance was one of the most difficult skills to master. Adell and her were only just beginning not to mention their awkward week. How were they supposed to preform such an act they were jsut mastering their regular skills. She bit her lip nervously what if she couldn't do it, what if she failed. What if that became the last straw for Adell and he left her!? What good was a partner that was completely off her game?<br><br>Adell spoke and she turned to him with surprise and confusion. Usually she was the one who spaced out and missed things.<strong> "We have been requested to report to the court yard and prove we can preform our soul resonance attack."</strong> SHe looked to Adell awaiting his reaction nervously. If Adell thought they could do this then she could calm. She just didn't want to let him down. SHe could feel his empathetic wave have a shiver of what seemed to be an unsurity and she knew what she had to do.<br><br>Everyone was standing up and heading outside and she then stood up. Watching as Adell stood up with her. She knew their was an elephant in the room and she needed to address it. <strong>"A-Adell I need to tell you...I'm sorry about my disapearing off lately. It's just I've been worried about a few things but I understand now. It's completely obvious now and I just want to tell you I'm happy you decided to stay my partner. I was sure that after that you would definitely wish to distance yourself from me."</strong> She felt her throat feel as though it was closing up. Why was this so hard!? She hated the fact he was done with her and they he didn't return her romantic feelings. <br><br>It hurt so much and they had only been on one date, she felt that there was a connection between the two of them but maybe that was just her. She didn't realize how she stated it didn't really specify anything for Adell, but that was because stating in solid words hurt to much from the girl. THere was still something even though lately it had been feeling weak and shaky. Eleanor just wanted him to be happy in the long run and now he is. Even though her feelings feeling were so strong she refused to ruin the friendship.<br><br>Then she hear Koromi and Zetsuga, she smile, <strong>"Heck yeah let's do this!" &nbsp;</strong> She giggle sweetly. She was a bit perplexed by Zetsuga when he brought out the section of fabric that had ripped from her dress a week ago and so kindly brought up wishing to repair it. She smile happily, <strong>"That is so kind of you! I went back to look for that section but I couldn't find it. Actually I can regenerate and repair anything as long as I have the majority of both parts."</strong> She blushed as she admitted to one of her witches powers. She was different than most witches, she had the ability to heal and repair rather than just to destroy and cause chaos.<strong> "But if you truly wish to repair the dress I would be more than happy and very much thankful to you."</strong> She smiled with her usual natural sweetness and kindness. Eleanor didn't have a mean bone in her body. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 13:11:55</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Gabriel Armageddon</strong><br><strong>Location: DWMA Courtyard</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Reign and all students</strong><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1296.photobucket.com/albums/ag5/Cosmic_Fenrir/image_zps712ed853.jpg) (http://s1296.photobucket.com/user/Cosmic_Fenrir/media/image_zps712ed853.jpg.html)</div><br><br>Gabriel sipped his coffee as the entire class made it to the courtyard for their test. "How exciting, it seems you are all ready to begin. But how about a little extra motivation? Every team that does not pass in three tries will not only fail... I'll blow you up as well." Even for Gabriel this was absurd, but anyone that knew him would believe it. This was how so many passed his classes with such high marks. He usually would only have to follow through on one or two teams before everyone started showing the results he wanted. They were left with no choice but to succeed. The fear of death was an amazing thing.<br><br>A smirk found its way onto the man's face as his forearm changed to a intricate platinum colored crossbow. "Now then, who's first?" His eyes fell on a senior pair in the class. One seemed to have too much emotion while the other, too little. "How about you two?" The pair seemed a bit surprised, but they stepped forward and started the show. <br><br>Boom. <br><br>Gabriel sighed, not having had to do anything. The team's soul resonance was very unstable, causing it to backfire. "It's a sad day when my students are blowing themselves up." He commented as he dragged them to the corner of the courtyard. The next three pairs were done in by Gabriel himself, adding to the pile. They weren't dead, but they weren't moving either. "I'm disappointed. I thought you all had more potential than this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 17:06:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: DWMA Courtyard</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga, Adell, Eleanor, Reign &amp; Open</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi sat lazily in the grass as he waited for the others. When he saw his three friends he smiled, waving them over. "Looks like things are about to get good." He commented at the thought of explosions, as spoken by their substitute. Four teams tried, all four failed. "Hey Zetsu? How hard could this resonance thing be?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZephySempai</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 21:16:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> <strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> The DWMA Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div> Once Reign made it outside a smile found its way on his princely face. It was a very bright and sun-filled day with very few clouds drifting past the maddeningly cackling sun; which probably found humor in Gabriel's <del>torture</del>/lesson. Finding a nice and shady spot by a tree, Reign propped his slender build against nature's mooring post, and then returned to quietly reading his book.&nbsp; Once all the students found their way outside he counted them all to make sure nobody attempted to run away. It seemed as though everyone was ready to try.<br><br>Pity.<br><br>Just as Reign began to turn the page, he heard Gabriel begin speaking yet again. <em><strong>"How exciting, it seems you are all ready to begin. But how about a little extra motivation? Every team that does not pass in three tries will not only fail... I'll blow you up as well."</strong></em> Reign's hazel eyes flashed with a bit of shock. He couldn't possibly be serious, could he? Then again, if he wasn't then Reign wouldn't have to babysit him. Surely, though, this insane professor wouldn't go around assaulting his students. Though he'd already sent one student to the nurse. That was when Reign watched the man's arm shift into its weapon form. This semi-shift was performed effortlessly and with the same ease as flexing a muscle. The flash of glowing white light shaped itself into an intricately beautiful crossbow, which engulfed the teacher's arm. Once the light parted, the crossbow completely replaced the man's arm and Reign felt a single bead of sweat drip down his neck. He really was serious, wasn't he...? <em><strong>"Now then, who's first?"</strong></em><br><br>Nazier and Karina, two of the seniors, were the first selected by the executioner/professor. Of course, Karina, with her supercharged emotions and fear of being on the spot, had a miniature meltdown as soon as they were selected. Reign could already see where this was going, but the pair had no choice now. Step 1: Nazier transformed into his katana-chainsaw form. Step 2: Their resonance began, but it seemed like a solid connection could not be made. Of course, in Karina's panic and fear of failure, she amplified her wavelength to the point where even she could not control it, and when her weapon partner bounced that amplified wave back, the resulting explosion was a magnificent one that left the both of them sparking with discharged energy and smoking in a pile.<br><br>Reign shook his head. Out of all the seniors, those two had the most promise. Regardless, they were a solid team even without a soul resonance. One small failure won't hold them back too much. Besides, once Lord Death finds out about this class, he'll probably discount this grade altogether. These students just weren't ready to perform a soul resonance. The next three teams that attempted further proved this fact in their failures. After awhile, the Teacher inside Reign could no longer just stand back and watch. He closed his book and stepped out from the comfort of the tree's shade.<br><br><strong>"Trying to force a resonance will only produce instability."</strong> He said with a kind smile. <strong>"You should all focus less on how much power you can generate from a soul resonance, and more on how completely you can synchronize with your partner. Take your time and relax. Trust in the mind, body, and soul of your partner, and even if you fail to fully resonate, each attempt will bring you that much closer as a team."</strong> He turned his attention towards Gabriel with his last statement. It was obvious that the crossbow death-scythe was more accustomed to being an autonomous weapon. Hopefully, he would show more understanding. <br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Adell Zephyros</strong> (Color = <strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br><strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Classroom <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div> Eleanor's words were... odd. Actually, it wasn't her words. Her words were pure and kind. They might have even come off as reassuring. Even the way she spoke, it was sincere and understanding, yet even still... there was something there in her words that felt... wrong. He stared at her dumbfounded for a moment as he attempted to. Even so, as soon as he went to speak, he noticed she'd turned and was already conversing with another student; Zetsuga. He watched her with a numb detachment as she spoke with the other student: that smile of hers that warmed his heart seemed void. He studied her as if searching for some invisible leech attached to her back; draining away the high energy he once felt radiating from her. Perhaps the leech was on his back?<br><br>He had no words. Silence was his only conversation piece. His eyes caught the motions of other students; doll-like silhouettes in his peripherals shuffling from the classroom and outside to where their next assignment was about to begin. His eyes fixated on them, and that's when Eleanor's words, utters more than a minute ago, finally reached his ears. He hadn't even realized how long it had been since she spoke of their assignment. He was so lost in his own personal void. With Eleanor came warmth; life and energy. But he felt cut off from this for some reason. Her words, which were possibly meant to reassure, only increased the distance his heart felt.<br><br>Still, he wanted to believe in miracles. He wanted to believe that his mental stability was waning, and that a sporadic instant would spark life back into their partnership. He constructed a small smirk onto his face. It was not nearly as well constructed as his usual expression. Happiness and warmth, these tools were not available to him at the moment. Still, he worked with what he had. Silently, he proceeded with the ranks of the others exiting the room and, with a weak gesture, beckoned for his partner to follow.<br><br>Outside the sun burned his chilled skin. This day was no hotter than any before it, yet the rays of the overbearing sun felt weighted against him. He looked for the bubblegum pink of his partner for comfort, and forced a grateful feeling from her presence. Still, he could find no words to say to her; only his silence and his smile. His eyes left her. He felt ugly in this detached state and wished to prevent infecting her with his insecurities. He decided to take a peak at the other partnerships. His ears, for the most part, were numb to the teacher's instructions. He was able to make out <strong><em>"Pass or Die"</em></strong>, but the full weight of these conditions hung above his head like a suspended elephant.<br><br>He watched his friends, Nazier and Karina, as they stepped up to perform a resonance, and their failure was like a flame that set the suspension cord on fire. His utterly surprised eyes turned towards his partner for a moment. One by one, students failed: Each time causing the burning wire that held the elephant above him to weaken.<br><br><strong>“Do you think we can do it?”</strong> He said as he looked at his partner. He held his hands out for her, ready for his weapon to transform and synchronize with his wavelength. His fire was not burning anywhere near its normal intensity as his mind was less than focused on the task at hand. Still, he awaited his partner with hope that their resonance would reunite their souls once again. He didn't like feeling alone...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zetzal</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 02:35:45</strong>
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				Name: Zetsuga Staghoorn<br>place: courtyard<br>tagged: the class<br><br>Zetsu barely resisted the urge to smack his partner for not knowing what soul resonance is. Usually he would be understanding oof a new student's ignorance, but he had lived with the Mther of Weapons for most of his life, surely he had learned of what they could do. "here's a crash course on resonance. It's like our souls playing tennis with our energy, sending it baack. And fourth betwen eachother goingg fastter and faster. Launch it back to fast and the other soul won't be able to keep up, to slow and it'll lose its power. So to answer your qustion, it's an. Enormouss pain in the ass that we will all but certainly fail." after his speach Zetsu had noticed Adel in his.... Well, broodyness. "And to avoid faailure, we could just challange Adel and Eleanor to a monitored fight. We already have two teachers here and an audiance. Plus it's lots of fun."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfie</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 04:07:20</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Koromi Yokotawa</strong><br><strong>Location: DWMA Courtyard</strong><br><strong>Tagged: Zetsuga, Adell, Eleanor, Reign &amp; Open</strong><br><strong><em>Current Form: Human</em></strong><br><hr><br>Koromi listened as he started to explain resonance. "Oh! Now I remember. I have heard bout it before." His tail wagged as he thought of challenging Adell and Eleanor. It was a clever idea, and no real punishment for the losers. They'd practically be saving the class from a tyrant with the fight, and taking up all the time Gabriel had. <br><br>The canine had noticed Adell wasn't his fiery self as well, and Eleanor didnt seem near as upbeat. "Yeah, we're gonna do it. Maybe we can get these two back to their old selves." Koromi stepped forward toward the center of the courtyard. "My partner Zetsuga and I challenge Adell and Eleanor!" It was a bold move, interrupting 'class' to challenge his friends, but knowing the instructors present, he figured they would be interested to see who arose as victor. His eyes met Adell's, and the dog looked for his accepting the challenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soul Eater: The New Generation of Death (IC) - DWMA</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhiteWave</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 06:01:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h379/GarageBomb/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg) (http://s1106.photobucket.com/user/GarageBomb/media/8734a4bc-603f-4a14-a3f1-72bf624e3ce4_zps797926d3.jpg.html)</div><div align="center">►<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose</strong></span></span>◄</div>◆ <strong>Location:</strong> DWMA Front Gate<br>◆ <strong>Actions:</strong> Going to Class<br>◆ <strong>Company:</strong> Adell Zephyros, Gabriel Armageddon, Koromi Yokotawa, Zetsuga Staghorn and Open<br><hr><br>Eleanor grimaced at professor Armageddon's threat. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t worried. One after another more and more teams failed. Four teams had gone and they had all failed, the intimidating part is that they were all the most experienced teams in the class. She looked at the pile of students that had either blown themselves up or the professor had taken care of it. If they were to fail he would do the same to them. Adell might fail if she let him down, she couldn't let that happen. She would have to keep that hurt buried deep down so she didn't ruin their soul resonance. She was stopped by Koromi and Zetsuga challenging them to a fight. She turned to him with expression that no one had ever seen on the girl. It was serious, <strong>"I'm sorry guys but we need to do this."</strong> She then thought in her head, <em>'I need to do this.'</em> She would love to spar them but after this challenge. <br><br>With that she turned back to look at Adell and walk forward into the field. A large intake of breath she quickly picked up her usually perky demeanor, <strong>"Of course we can!"</strong> She changed into weapon form landing in Adells hands naturally. She needed to keep up her usually positive appearance. Quickly she began working to regulate her soul wave length. For once her energy was not it's constantly hyper self it was trying but then it became sad a stopped. She had no idea what to do, usually when it was it's normal hyper self she knew how to handle it to a good degree but this, she tried her usual method but it too chaotic to work. No matter how much she tried she could not gain control. Adell's soul began his regulation and though it was intense like a soul resonance should be there was just something that wasn't right. It was uncomfortable and hurt a little. Right when their souls collided disaster struck.<br><br>BOOM!<br><br>Electricity shot out aggressively and Eleanor was rejected out of her weapon form and flung onto the grass. She hit the ground hard and it was enough to make anyone watching wince. She picked herself up off the ground, panting slightly. A couple of strands of her hair strays from her pigtails. She was a little banged up but she had been able to pick herself back up. She walked back over to Adell, <strong>“Let’s do this.”</strong> She smiled encouragingly, they could do this. Most people would think Eleanor was outrageous for thinking that they could perform soul resonance. They had only been team for little over a week. Not even the more experienced team had been able to perform it. How could such a chaotic pair accomplish something that required such steadiness and control? Because she had Adell and she would calm her soul for him, that's how.<br><br>Every Meister and Weapon knew that failing to resonate souls was very painful. It only grew more painful the harder you tried but still failed. Being weapon it could be extremely painful to be ripped out of weapon from as well. Most would have given up after that first mishap. It was enough to scare off a second try from a Weapon or Meister. Eleanor didn’t care about that though, she would heal. She may look soft and delicate, but she was a girl who could take a few bangs and bruises. If they could not accomplish this then they would fail not only grade wise but as a team as well. She wasn’t going to allow Adell to fail because of her. That was NOT going to happen. Eleanor look up at Adell, <strong>"second times the charm."</strong> Smiling to him with a cute wink. <br><br>After that she changed into her weapon form once again and was now in the hands of partner. She focused even harder this time.&nbsp; Calming her breathe as she concentrated on regulating her soul. She felt Adell and her souls begin to slide together. As they touched and electricity shocked around them. As their souls continued to form and the electricity only intensified. Eleanor yelled lightly as she felt her soul being engulfed into Adell's. Not necessarily in pain but just in reaction to how intense and harsh it was. It was her only outlet as their soul tried to resonate. There came a point where the souls wouldn't form together any further stuck trying to push further at the same point. Eleanor's yells grew louder as tried to get them to complete forming, they were so close. Suddenly they shot apart.<br><br><strong>BOOM!!!</strong><br><br>This time electricity engulfed Weapon from Eleanor and Adell. Eleanor screamed now in pain as she was fiercely ripped out of her weapon form. He body felt as if it was being torn apart. It was such a strange pain but not something even wanted to feel again. Along with that there was the electricity shocking her in the process. It shot her body even fast and hard outward. She slammed into the brick wall of the side of the school and there was a crunch noise as she did.&nbsp; She landed on the ground in a pile. The scene was enough to make anyone look at the girl in horror. She wasn't moving for what seemed like an eternity though really it was only a minute. Only the motions of breath were evidence that she wasn't dead.<br><br>Finally the young witches body moved, her hands reached out and she placed her palm against the ground. She pushed to help her lift herself up, she was shaking as she fought pas the pain. She used the wall to steady herself as she got into an upright standing position. Then she did something no one expected she began to walk back over to Adell. Eleanor looked a mess, her body was covered in scratches and cuts. There were bruises that were beginning to rise and discolor her skin. Her hair was chaos, one of her ponytails was pushed and now half way down her hair and the other twisted around but still closer than the other. Once she finally made it to Adell she looked at him with a smile, different than any of the others today. It was a real smile, a true Eleanor smile. It was clear she was physically hurt but she refused to stop. <strong>"We're not letting this beat us. We can do this."</strong> She spoke through her heavy pants. She knew that he would want to refuse to do the last one after how violently the their second try had ended. That though was not an option. She was starting to feel her old self come back no longer dwelling or hindered by other issues, her soul lit up like the hummingbird she was.<br><br>
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