RPG: Black Rose Academy - Reaper Training Progrom
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Throughout history, Reapers have always had trouble keeping up with the amount of dead and dying, especially when it comes to wars, famines, and natural disasters. But, for the most part, they had managed to keep up with the steady incline of dead as well as lost souls (souls who have not crossed-over to the Otherside), balancing the physical and spiritual realms. Before Black Rose Academy, Reapers were inducted into the Reaping Realm by Master Grim Reapers. They would approach either a lost soul or someone close to their death date and offer them the opportunity of an apprenticeship as a Grim Reaper. In reaping tradition, after five years of full-fledged reaping, a reaper would take on an apprentice. The apprentice would work under the reaper for a minimum of four years or until the Master felt they were capable of reaping on their own, and then the Master would grant them their status as Master Grim Reaper.
This way of soliciting and inducting new reapers worked for over 4,000 years, but it had one serious flaw: around 1750, several Master Grim Reapers were not taking on apprenticeships. On top of this, several Master Grim Reapers and Great Masters decided to cross over. This chain of events caused not only a shortage in Grim Reapers.
Normally, a Master Grim Reaper can handle up to 200 souls a day, and Great Masters can handle up to 900. There are normally around ten Great Masters and anywhere to two-hundred Masters. Because of this lack in apprenticeships, when several wars broke out world-wide in the mid-1800’s – the Taiping Rebellion and Dungan Revolt of China, the American Civil War, and Paraguayan War – Reapers experienced such an intense flooding of souls, there was no way for them to keep up, creating “The Reaper Shortage of 1869”. During this time, there were Six Great Masters and only 97 Masters.
In response The Grim Reaper Shortage of 1869, The Inner Circle, six of the world’s most powerful and renowned Grim Reapers known widely as “The Six Greats”, met to discuss a solution to their problems. During the Circle’s meeting, Ophelia Runewerk and two others (Madame Andrea des Fleurs and Sir Walter of England) proposed the idea of a “Reaper Training Program”. The six were split on the decision. The other three Great Masters dissented because they were sure that the school would create “sub-par” Reapers.
When Black Rose Academy was founded in 1869, The Inner Circle split into two groups: Essentialists who believed that the one-on-one teaching method was the only way to properly teach a Master Grim Reaper, and Institutionalists who believed that it was possible to teach Master Grim Reapers in a more public setting. Black Rose Academy was active by 1871, and the two schools of thought have been bickering since. Within Black Rose Academy’s first four years, it created more than fifteen capable Master Grim Reapers. Within the first year of their graduation, there was a significant decline in the number of lost souls worldwide. The two schools of thought are now more based on money and pedigree. Essentialists are almost always Elitists, while Institutionalists are usually not. However, it can’t be denied that Black Rose Academy’s Reaper Training Program has successfully created enough Master Grim Reapers to capably cross-over the millions upon millions of souls, both lost and dying, that the equilibrium between the Otherside and the Physical Realm has been achieved, a feat that hasn’t been achieved seen since before the Crusades.
As wars began increasing in frequency and their death tolls soared due to technological advances in weaponry and fighting tactics, the need for Master Reapers and Black Rose Academy’s Reaper Training Program has not declined. With the Earth’s ever-climbing rate of population, there are more people dying than ever before, and now the Grim Reapers are even responsible for solving the Earth’s over-population problem. The saying goes: Until the humans nuke themselves and every last soul is crossed over, Black Rose Academy will be a necessity. So every two years, Madame Runewerk selects a number of lost souls, soon-to-be-dead, or human beings interested in death or dying (usually the suicidal, though not limited to the suicidal).
If a lost soul is selected, a Master Grim Reaper is sent to the lost soul (this also includes those in a coma) and offers them two options: either they cross-over or they become part of Black Rose Academy. For the more alive individual, Madame Runewerk sends out this e-mail informing them of their eligibility for Black Rose Academy’s Reaper Training Program.
To Whom It May Concern:
The Black Rose Academy of Reaping would proudly like to offer you enrollment within our Reaper Training Program. We have selected you as a candidate because you have displayed an open-minded nature and an interest in death. I warn you, the path to becoming a Grim Reaper is not easy. You will be required to die in the physical sense, meaning that your friends and family will believe you are dead, although you will not technically be “dead”, which infers that your spirit has moved on from the physical realm and has crossed over to The Otherside. As a Reaper, your soul is bound to the physical realm, as we are the ones who escort the souls of the living to The Otherside. You will become the messenger of Death.
It is common knowledge that the world is over-populated with souls, both living and dead. Currently, there are not enough Reapers to fulfill the requirements necessary to balance the worlds of the living and dead. We implore you to deeply consider our offer. For those of you considering suicide, I beg of you to consider becoming a Reaper. There are already enough lost souls in our world.
If this e-mail has perked a curiosity within you and you find yourself interested in our Reaper Training Program, please respond to this e-mail as quickly as possible. We will send one of our counselors to you via astral projection. I implore you, please consider this offer. If you choose not to attend or do not respond within 24 hours to this e-mail, your memory will be wiped and the e-mail will be erased to protect knowledge of our existence.
Sincerly,
Dr. Ophelia Runewerk,
Headmistress of Black Rose Academy
There are two positions available Professors and Students. There are only six slots for professors. You will have to choose a title and field of study.
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OOC: Hope you don't mind if i'm the first post, I edited my Sign Up to let you know that he was invited in after he had died, so if you don't mind i'm going to make a post ^^
If you don't want me to just PM me and I will erase the post until your ready
IC:
Alexander sat up out of his bed. He looked to the left and right of him, two girls on both sides. He smiled as he covered them more so they were not so exposed and exited the bed. He clothed himself after running through a shower, by the time he had gotten out both of the girls had awakened.
"Well nice to see you two up and early." He smiled, his purple hair not yet spiked to the side so it dropped down in front of his face, past his chin. The girls found that attractive and called him back to the bed.
"Well now Alexander, you seem pretty experienced in this." One girl said pulling him closely for a kiss then letting him go as she got out of bed and pinned him to the wall.
Alexander spoke "Eh, you can say I had my share." The girls giggled as the one who pinned him let go and they both were soon dressed. Alexander walked to the door to let them, he was respectful towards women, that's how he always got his way.
"Thanks ladys! Call me sometime and maybe we can do it again!" He laughed as he shut the door and said "Later suckers" under his breath as he got dressed and put his hair in the normal side-ways spiked fashion. He looked into the mirror and saw an image of himself walking and getting smashed by two cars. He looked away and rubbed the mirror vigorously. He got his normal depressed / BA look and walked out of his door way.
Instantly he heard people chatter and whisper, mostly the women, he had a charm that almost no one could resist it seemed. He walked continuing on his path to his class room, the start of a new day, seems like only yesterday he was dead.
OOC: I was not told if I was to put down if I was in a class or not, so I leave it like this :3
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Was the world always this... empty? Enoch stared through the windshield at the great blue-black void in front of him. He moved in spastic jerks, strangly heavy ones. It quickly occurred to him that water was in his lungs. This seemed unusual. The severity of his situation sank in and a bitter smile slipped over Enoch's face, defiantly unafraid of his death but at the same time bemusingly disappointed.
"You find this amusing child?" A voice thudded through Enoch's dying mind with frost-rimmed power.
"Maybe a little, you have to admit its a rather banal way for a man of my multifarious capabilities to exit this world." He spoke back into his mind. So... dying makes you go crazy. Or crazier in Enoch's case. Not to surprising. His brain was probably eating itself to deal with the complete lack of oxygen that it was getting. He doubted maintaining his sanity was a great concern at this point.
"All deaths are... "banal" as you say. They are all the same, a movement from one place to the other. As tiresome as any other step in the lives of men."
"Yeah... sounds about right. Still when will the pre-death dementia stop so I can move on to the being actually dead. You are a very bland conversationalist." Enoch remained flippant.
The voice seemed annoyed with him and it could be heard in his town, "I do not aim to please you. I merely come to guide you. Though on second thought I grow tempted to abandon you in the great void between worlds."
"Thats what my mom called it when forced me to lie under the floorboards for hours on end. Good times" Enoch could not help but smile at the memory of his horrible dysfunctional family and how much he wished he had lived long enough to bury them all and piss on their graves. Possibly his only sorrow at the moment
"You have no idea of the gravity of your situation"
"Do. Don't care"
"Mayhaps you could be better used elsewhere... besides I can't imagine the souls of the dead want to deal with a narcissist like you. There is a school..."
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OOC: I guess I'll try to make my first post too.
IC:
Chris opened his eyes and sat up for a bit. He then looked around and saw another him only made into a bloody pulp. He was a bit surprised at first until he realized what has happened.
(Chris) "Oh, I get it now..."
A sudden bright light seemed to glitter his vision as he placed his left hand to dim the light. A figure approached him but he couldn't really see who it was, maybe the grim reaper has finally come to release him from his sin that he committed perhaps.
(Chris) "Speak of the devil..."
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Claire was on the ground face up when she awoke and noted that her body was completely exposed. At first, she was quick to sit up so that she can find something to cover her body but was suddenly stunned by another her which was abused, sexually and brutally, with her wrists chained to a wall and her feet hanging from her lifeless body, at least what was left of it, which was hanging a couple of feet off the ground. There were cuts and bruises all over her physical body that she used to be in before she saw herself along with other girls who also fell victim to the same abuse she took.
(Claire) "So that's it huh? I'm dead..."
A bright light then blinded her as she squinted her eyes and looked away from it. A figure then approached her as she then looked at her...
(Claire) "Who are you?"
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OOC: I didn't realise this had been posted already :o might wanna give a shoutout on the signup.
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Victoria's summer was drawing to a close. It was just as well - she didn't like summer, she got restless doing nothing. She did however try some studying over the break, determined to be at the top of her classes. Slowly she stopped doing it though, and tuned in with the lazy feel of summer.
She opened her eyelids with groggily, someone was standing at the foot of her deckchair. That was strange, there were never any visitors, Victoria didn't know much people, never mind having many friends in her new life. and she had to forget about all her previous life friends.
She looked up to see the dark figure. "oh is it time already?" she asked, pushing her sunglasses onto her forehead. "I've been packed for ages. I'll help load it up".
The person whom had first introduced her to the Academy and offered her a place, wasn't a man of many words. She could only recall the inital time that he spoke. She couldn't even recall the words though, so it was as if he had never spoken. He seemed to be kind though. He was always there when he was needed, and provided everything.
She was a light traveller, only the two small bags to move into the academy for the term year. She handed them over to the man. Victoria stepped into the now-familiar vehicle and closed her eyes again, as she waited to be transported off to begin her second year at Black Rose.
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Ophelia Runewerk yawned and looked at her watch. 5:25 in the morning. Another night spent, slaving away at her desk. There was just so much paper work to do. She’d picked up the bad habit of procrastination from her students. Her fellow professors were always so adamant about her getting things done and in on time. But she was just so slow at it. And it was just so boring. Besides, it was always this way at the beginning of the school year. For another two hours, she sat at her desk and typed personal letters of acceptance to each of her new students. At 6:35 AM, Ophelia checked the date on her calendar. Her heart froze.
The first day of school? Already? Somehow she’d lost track of the date and worked through Saturday and Sunday. She had not realized Monday had already come. She left her desk and walked to her room down the hall. Closing the door behind her, Ophelia began undressing from her three-day-worn pajamas. She stepped into the adjoining bathroom and turned on the water in the shower. She showered, turned off the water, and dried herself with a large, fluffy, white towel.
Ophelia dressed herself in a cute, black dress – a tight fitting, sleeveless turtle-neck with a short-skirt. She slipped a pair of black stockings over her legs and selected a pair of high heels from her closet, black pumps. She went to the kitchen, popped some bread in the toaster and wrapped her cloak around her. Ophelia stuffed a piece of toast in her mouth and with quick, hurried steps she came to Chris’ door. She knocked.
“Wake up call, kiddo. Let’s go.”
Then left his door and continued her hurried walk down the hallway, knowing Chris would be down shortly. She went to the elevator and hit the down button. When she made it down and crossed the lobby. Standing at the door of the school’s office, she took a brief second to inhale and exhale before opening the door. She was greeted with the pensive stares of her fellow professors.
“My sincerest apologies apologies for my lateness, everyone.” She went to her office and grabbed a stack full of papers. “The first order of business,” she said, “will be splitting the students into groups.” She passes out a stacks of papers to each student. “You all know that these groups are subject to get larger as the semester goes on. First, I want to applauded Madame Rosa, she will be undertaking our three second year students this year: Art, Victoria, and Ravena will be under you supervision. Raphael, I have given you command of two of our more volatile first years: Finrir Gilgamesh and Enock Alexanders. Please read over their files carefully. I trust that you can handle them. Frank, you will be with the my assistant Chris and his friend Claire as well as the new comer Jacob Smith. Sol, you have Tatiana Fontane and Alexander Niemeyer. And finally, Brand, Natasha Cisco and Aura Goddard. We don’t have questions, we must hurry and meet our groups. They will be crossing over any minute now.” She stood from her chair and yell, “TO THE DOCKS!” And sprang out the door. She sat cross-legged and hovered herself down toward the docks, which sat at the school’s front entrance, her parakeet squawking “Docks, docks, docks,” all the way. She stood on the docks, eagerly watching as the boat slowly made its way towards them.
((OOC: Students. You have, without warning, been put on a boat and informed that you are going to Black Rose Academy. Meet and greet with one another. For those that have already "arrived" come to the docks to greet the other incoming students. It is part of the ceremony.))
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Raphael only glanced up from the tome he was reading to acknowledge the Dean's presence before he returned to it's pages. It was written in a strange script that he had invented himself a long time ago. It was a recording of recent events within the last century that were important to keep a track off. He had theories regarding how the change in amount of lost souls had an effect on magic. Nothing solid, but he was sure a pattern existed somewhere. Of course the Dean had no idea about it so she freely shoved the students papers in front of his nose until he took them of her. He frowned but didn't bother to complain at her choice in grouping. He would walk to the docks and read as he did so. A rush wasn't needed. Slowly closing his tome he sealed it and latched it onto the belt by his side. Then he bowed his head repsectivly to the other professors present,
"I guess we should follow then?" He said in a bored tone at the Deans antics, before leaving via the door.
While he made his way he found he could not help but shake his head at the two new ones put under him. Quiet and dangerous. Unlikely to behave well with each other. He could see the conflict already. As well as the chance that it could become directed at himself. Managing them would be difficult, in that the Dean was right. The boy might be easier. He would take to learning what he could most likely regardless of who was in charge. The problem would be directing him.
Not fully lost within the papers, he made his way through a growing crowd of older students. They were respectful enough to move aside for him, and spotting his approach was not difficult given his attire. Some said hello and others merely tried not to attact attention to themselves, maybe because the direction they were heading was the opposite to the docks they were meant to be going towards. Raphael nodded in greating to the hello's and made mentals notes of the others. Then he returned to the papers.
The girl. Gilgamesh? That was interesting. As for her personality. Well he could deal with the more outwardly agressive psychotic, but withdrawn ones were a worse act to balance. He had to ensure she wasn't put under too much stress as to make her snap. But not let her get away with things she would need to know.
Raphael shrugged. It would be an interesting year.
Raphael took his place at the edge of the docks. He leaned against one of the pillars, relaxed, as he waited. He kept his eyes open for all the newcomers, any potential was best snapped up early. Lightly his fingers began to tap on the profiles held in his hand. A little tune from an old rhyme.
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(Ophelia) “Wake up call, kiddo. Let’s go.”
Chris woke up almost immediately when he heard Ophelia call him. He just remembered the day he was killed and picked up by Ophelia herself and the day he was in the ceremony. The same day has arrived and he had to get himself cleaned up for the ceremony before leaving his room. He was taught a lot of good matters while he was under Ophelia's care as well as Claire's help. He got out of his old sleeping clothes and into his causal clothes he used to wear while he was alive. He didn't have time to put his hair up and kept it down as he left for the docks. He made his way down the halls and down the stairs and was stopped by Claire who was waiting for him at the bottom. She stopped him by placing her index finger on Chris' lips before kissing him.
(Claire) "Good morning Chris. What brings you here in a quick matter?"
(Chris) "The ceremony is going to start soon."
(Claire) "Ah, of course, the ceremony where we both met. Shall we?"
Chris nodded as both headed for the docks in an orderly fashion and almost immediately were by Ophelia's side, awaiting for the new students.
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Water again. Joy. He wasn't going to develop a phobia at all! This time not sinking but rising. A light glistening through the lapping water. It was like it was waving at him. Hi. Ugh. It hurtled toward him. He crashed into it.
The water broke as he through his hands out and grasped onto the side of the boat. He gasped for breath and, struggling, pulled himself aboard. He'd had better trips before. He could imagine that voice smirking right now. He wondered what that person even looked like. For that matter, where was he?
He looked around vaguely at all the random people on the boat some had turned to look at his dripping carcass but most seemed too focused on the shore to really care about one drenched rat. Gathering his wits, he pushed himself to a standing position and looked where all the other people were looking. He could speak with fair confidence he had no idea where that voice had dropped him.
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Sol was reading something when Ophelia arrived. He didn't look up, but he gave a small ''Hello'' In response. All 5 Ravens said ''Hello' in unison, followed by a small bark from Ornstein. As she explained everything, Alphus flew forward and took Sols student sheets. Taking then from Aplhus, Sol gave then a glance over. ''Tatiana and Alexander...'' He said, giving them a good look over. Ornstein stood up and looked at the sheet too. ''Interesting.'' He said. ''This should be fun.''
Artorius stood on the prow of the boat he was on, staring at the path ahead. ''Time to go. Never thought i'd be this exited to go to school again. Still, its not so much a school as a summer camp... In school term times. With lessons. Ah, you know what I mean, eh Sif?'' The large grey wolf was sitting on deck, and raised his head, causing one newer girl to jump- she had been trying to get a good look at Sif. Artorius laughed. ''He won't hurt you.'' Then he pointed at Sif, the to his chin, and mouthed 'Scratch his chin. He loves it.'' Giving the girl a friendly smile, he turned back to face the front.
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OOC: I believe you made a mistake. Not Art, but Sol is professor or minion training (just in your post you wrote "Art" :3 )
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The sun has just begun to rise. Ravena opened her eyes and for a moment tried to understood where she was. Then she calmed down. It was mansion she bought with Reaper academy's principles help. She felt no need to stay where she lived while she had life. Despite everything, her new home was filled with her treasures-real treasures from trips with father, his gifts and, most important, her memories.
Ravena stood up and looked outside the window. Lucifer was following her with his eyes. He has this strong urge to protect her. Girl went to shower and ate breakfast. Food was one thing she enjoyed even after death. Especially now, when she begun her new life. It was still an early morning. She dressed up in her comfortable clothes: leather pants, thick army shoes, blazer and a leather coat. She hat to go to this location where they go to ceremony for new school year. This is her second year. She stepped out her home to a sunny day to greet her destiny.
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Aura woke up from a quick steps towards her room. She sat down and looked doorway. And then this man rushed into her room, shut doors closed and looked around. His tired face, scared eyes, a shotgun in his hand paralysed her. A fear was in his eyes and he didn't hasitated for one more moment. With a shaking hand he raised up the gun. For a second he looked Aura in the eyes.. She moved and he didn't hesitated. The sound of a shotgun muted scream in young girls hearth.
Aura screamed. She sat down screaming like she was screaming so many nights.. It was this dream she had for a month now. Sitting in her bed, in her small apartment she tried to calm down.
"only a dream" she wispered.. "It won't happen again"
Aura smiled for herself. She woke up, dressed up and looked up to the sheet of paper with adress she need to go today. Today she'll meet people with same destiny as hers. Aura walked into the street looking cute and dashed to the place.
"hello pigeons!" she yelled and ran scaring all the pigeons in the park. The day was sunny and Aura was happy. She always was happy....
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Victoria sighed again. The boat ride to Black Rose wasn't half as exciting once you've done it once. She shuffled closer to the edge of the boat, and away from the boisterous chitchat of summer talk from the other passangers.
She finally reached the shore and slumped down on the end of a pillar. She might as well watch the new first years arrive, There was nothing to do until everyone arrived anyway.
She noticed a lecturer standing beside a pillar just down a couple of meters. she thought she may aswell say hi, she got up and walked down.
"Hello Sir" she looked up at him, he was a good bit taller than she was. "Oh. You teach the first years don't you?"
@Valkarma
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ooc- Did I? I dont see it.
ic- Sol stood up and walked down the stairs, right to the docks where the srudents were pulling up in the boats. He remained Silent, but mentally he picked out his students from those present. Sighting them both, He said "B... E..." Betan and Elipsolar took flight and went to Tatiana and Alexander respectively, Landimg in front of them, they said "Come" In their croaky voice, then flew back to Sol. SSol raised a hand, in greeting, but it didnt look enthusiastic. Ornstien stood up and examined the fwo.
ooc- Voice-wise, Sol sounds like Near from Death note. The 5 crows sound... Crowlike. Prnstein sounds like Red 13 from FFVII and Art sounds like greed from Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood.
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Ophelia stood at the dock. She smiled at Chris and Claire. Always together. Glancing at Raphael's book, she said, "We should talk about that over tea this afternoon. Please. I would much enjoy the conversation." And that was when Finrir fell from the sky into the ocean. It was abnormal, but on a few occasions, she'd seen new reapers enter the afterlife in the same method. A grin passed over her lips. as she murmured, "Well, isn't that just interesting?" to Raphael. "I believe that's your girl, isn't it?"
Ophelia simply stood idly by, staring at the second and final oncoming ship. As it docked, Ophelia snapped her fingers and a megaphone appeared. "Hold your ears," she yelled to everyone who could hear her. "Welcome to Black Rose Academy. All students please remain on shore until you are greeted by your Field Instructor. That is all." She turned to her fellow colleagues. "Gather your students and head toward the cafeteria. Chris, Claire, you are to stay with Professor Stein. He will be your field instructor." Turning, Ophelia left the group and rushed back up to the cafeteria. Once inside, she lifted her hand and the lights flickered on. They dimmed as she lowered her hand. The cafeteria was a brilliant room, black as night, for the exception of when the lights were turned on by either her or the other faculty members. The lights were speckled across the walls and ceiling, forming the constellations, milky ways, and other heavenly bodies. It was her favorite room in the entire school.
With a flourished wave of both her hands, food and drinks and lit candles appeared on the table. It was a feast to behold, not that feasts meant much as a spirit, but she still liked it for decoration.
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Tatiana gasped as the crows settled near her and spoke. Sol's greeting was more than startling for most first years who hadn't adapted to the idea that anything was possible in the spirit, even talking animals. She calmed herself, saying that it wasn't weird, just strange for her. She had so many questions, but remained silent, and followed the birds to meet Sol, whose appearance no less frightened her than the talking birds. Standing and silent, she waited for further instructions from Sol.
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(Ophelia) "Chris, Claire, you are to stay with Professor Stein. He will be your field instructor."
(Chris and Claire) "Yes ma'am."
Ophielia left as they said this and the two proceed to stand next to Professor Stein. They both were still Ophielia's assistants but they were to stay with Stein for now. He was their field instructor and they couldn't question her just yet. She did influence their new and better behaviors.
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Enoch sighed, bored, "What a let down! I thought we were going someplace more interesting than this!" he scoffed under his breath. Not very loud but not very quiet either. He slipped on shore through the rush of students, try his best to slip between the seams. Eventually he was able to break free and fade to the back, using the crowd to obfuscate himself and hopefully avoid a lot of the hassle that seemed to be going on. It was a little too... scripted for his taste. He want chaos! Something fun! But this was banal. He didn't even have a book to turn to for companionship. Books, it appeared, did not have souls that crossed from the physical realm to...here. Which was sad since most books had more character and spirit than the people he had met in his life.
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OOC: Just ignore my last post, I was not really sure where to start and I got impatient. Here is my first real starting post. Just ignore my last one, sorry u.u
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Alexanders boat floated, swaying back and forth in a typical motion, which made him sea sick. He had to act relaxed though, he had to not show any signs of weakness.
He scanned the areas of the boat, and saw a few females that he caught an interest in. He checked them out head to toe before deciding on a few that he wanted to take. This might be interesting, a little more than he thought.
As the boat came to shore he was greeted by a crow, not a human, he expected nothing to happen so when the bird spoke he took a step back before looking at Sol. He was not impressed, and although he did not know him he walked towards him and when close enough he greeted the people there.
"Hello, I'm Alexander." He said with a straight face before looking over to his side to see the Tatiana a young girl whom he had not met yet, instantly thoughts went through his head, dirty ones at that. He wanted to get to know her, specifically if he could sleep with her. However he stayed focus most of the time and waited for any sign of response from Sol.
"It's nice to meet you Mr." Not really knowing any ones name and not really caring he dropped it at that and waited for a response.
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Natasha was one of the last people to hit the docks. Instantly she started to look around confused and dumb founded. She waddled around not really knowing any of these people here and looked in her hand of a piece of paper with a name of it.
With all the commotion she began to get confused and scared. She backed away back onto the boat slowly. She stuttered in her speech rather shyly.
"E-Excuse me. Would a-anyone happen to know w-where a Mr. Bradford is?" She swallowed her own saliva and looked around nervously taking a step back onto the decks, almost getting run down by some guys she takes a step backwards and just stands near the boat waiting for someone to help her.
"I'm looking for a Mr. B-Bradford? Has anyone seen him?" Natasha looked around throughout the crowd
@Hollow Ichigo - I'm guessing "Brad" is Bradford in this. If i'm incorrect please correct me, I will make edits right away. Yes I will u.u;
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Sol raised an eyevrow at Alexander whilst the boy checked his classmate. then as Alexander turned back the eyebrow dropped, qyuicker than catchae, and he said "Greetings Young ones. I am Sol, proffesor of Minions. I have been assigned as field studies supervisor for the pair of you. If you require Assistance come to my office, someone will be there to help you. I wish you a pleasant time in our academy." He gave a flicker of a smile- a sarcastic one. Ornstien nodded at the two, though remained silent, his eyes absorbing aspects of the pair.
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OOC: Sorry for the delay. Hollow keep your hands away from my students despite the fact you are one of them :laugh:
Raphael inclinded his head as Brandford stood next him.
"I just walk. Well that and I made the distance shorter." He looked out at the arriving students. He picked out one or two that he would keep a tab on. No real reason beyond instinct picked them out and instinct was always a good thing to go on. As Brandford began to move on he smiled.
"Keep well friend. I'll see you with the rest at the end of the day. Depending on the year turns out a drink may be required. Good luck."
With that his attention turn to the student addressing him. He stopped leaning and stood up in a more professional matter. He gave a glance towards the girl and spoke up.
"Miss Bushell isn't it?" He nodded to himself. "Yes that is your name isn't it. No I am not just a first year teacher. Had you taken the second year magic class there would have been a good chance I would have taught you that as well. In fact I recommended you for it but it appears your interest turned else were." He scratched at his neck. "No need to worry about it now though is there."
He was about to say something else when he felt the normal pull of magic and glanced around to see Brandford speaking with what appeared to be his new students. He lightly touched Miss Bushell on the arm and signalled towards Madame Rosa.
"My apologies but I must see to something. Madame Rosa is to be your teacher this year. I would find her now while things are remotely quiet." He pushed her along slightly and made his way over to Brandfords side.
"It appears you have found my students Brandford." He said in an inquisitive voice. "And already exposing them to the world of magic quite directly." He glanced at the two while dismissing the magic holding Enoch. "However your sudents are currently shifting between these masses looking for you and I think you should concern yourself with them first." He indicated towards the lost girl. "Thank you again though old friend."
His attention then returned in full to the two students. Now with a clearer look he inspected them the same way he approached everything else.
"Your names? Enoch Alexandrias and Finrir Gilgamesh are they not? Do you know why you are here?"