After a war that lasted for 5 straight years, against the angels and demons, there were only the kids that remained. Still, with only a few demons and angels, it wasnt enough. They soon agreed on a truce to stop the fighting, they wanted to create harmony. Because they knew if they kept fighting eachother, their race would not survive....

Now 500 years after that war, The Onitenshi Academy, is a place where demons and angels from all over come. To be assigned in dorms, and form bonds with the others. A place where they live in harmony, going to classes to harness their abilities...

Like any other school, you attend classes, and your are assigned to a dorm, with 2 others. The lights go out at 8 pm, and you all must be in your dorms before the guard dogs scout the academy grounds. But be warned, your on your own, which means, you decided what you wanna do. And you must fill out a form:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Occupation: (Student or Teacher at the Onitenshi academy)
Race: (Angel, Demon, or Both)
Abilities:

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Name: Vaan Dalmane
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Occupation: Teacher
Race: Demon
Abilities: Can control Ice.

Hm...-walks around the classroom- Ah...-puts a sign on the door that says: Battle Tactics 101- Thats better. -dusts hands and sits at my desk, sleeping-

A young man walks in with Whitish-Blue wings. " Hi there Professor as he sits dowm at a desk at the back"

Name: Alexander Gaberial
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Occupation: Student
Race: Angel
Abilities: Carries a sickel and small sword (like a galadius) as his weopen. also carries a guitar at his side. Uses Music as his power, By stiing his oppents with ryhtmic wave.
Apperance: wears a white sleeveless hoody that covers over his head.Can see his eyes and lower face. dispite his apperance he is quiet charming. wears two shackles athis wrist. They are not tied to each other he just has them. Regular blue slacks. No shoes.

Genis shuffles his papers then pushes his glasses up. "Heh, hello. Today we will be studying battle tactics, sound good?"

" anything to help me get stronger, hey where are all of the other students anyway?"

( Oh and MW youd better slow down on the Forums. Not to be rude, but Imean your New so try to keep it slow, chat with if you still here)

Genis walks to the other side of the classroom and stares out the window. "Well, dont know actually. First day of school, guess they ditched..."




(Alright, thanks for the advice.)

Name: Sanguia
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Occupation: Student
Race: Angel (Fallen)
Abilities: Chains of darkness- ropes of darkness come out of the shadows to ensnare the unwary
Shadow Weave- She can blend into the shadows
Dark Rage- Black fire under her control, she must have a flame source though for this
Appearance:
Height- 5'8
Eye Color- Red
Hair Color- Black
Skin Color- Tan
Wing Color- Black with some red feathers underneath. She can hide these if she wishes
Clothing: Black shirt with fake blood splatter, and crimson text of "Don't Worry......It's not my Blood", black cargo pants with white stitching and red chains. Black combat boots with 9 buckles up. Black fingerless gloves.
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Sanguia walked slowly to class, her chains clinking softly. She opened the door, and looked in with no emotion on her face. The teacher and one student was already there. She walked in slowly, and sat on a desk. She brought her legs up, and with a loud thud, her combat boots slammed down on the desk's top. She grinned darkly as her hair swept over and covered her eyes.

"What're we doing today..................anything interesting?" She asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

" ahh well,how about a quick sparring match to get warmed up?'

Genis takes off his glasses and cleans them. "Sounds good to me... Just dont kill eachother" Genis says as he smirks.

" Fine, where should we do it?"

Sanguia smiled, and stayed sitting.

"Hehe.............it's not my fault if I mutilate him.........." She said with a slight grin and tilt of her head, one red eye glowing out from underneath her dark hair.

She rolled one shoulder slightly, keeping her eye on her opponet, and reached into her left pocket, pulling out a ravenwing lighter. She didn't smoke, it was a nasty habit humans had she thought, but it benefitted her for using Dark Rage. She flicked it open, a small fire flaring up, then flicked it close, her hands gently brushing against the smooth metalwork.

"Well................make your move kid.." She said calmly.

Alex pulled out his Guitar, He strummed it. Sound waves come from behind him blasting Sanguia. the flames were doused out. " I dont know,I was hoping you had some Ideas' Saying it with a smrik on his face.

Genis smiles widely and starts clapping. "Excellent moves. This will prove to be one great fight."

" I just hope she can come up with something better."

OOC: The fire had been put out for the moment, but we'll work with it.

She had opened her lighter again as he pulled his guitar out. He strummed it softly, and she cocked her head as her fire was blown out. She flicked the lighter closed once again, and swung her boots off of the desk, slowly standing. She continued to smile darkly as he taunted her.

" I dont know,I was hoping you had some Ideas' He smirked at her.

She flicked the lighter open, and gently cupped her hand around the flickering light, drawing it into her fist. Once it came into contact with her, it began to burn wildly with a black flame. It's small tendrils waved wildly in the air around her fingers. She slipped the lighter back into her pocket, patting it softly. In truth, the flame was just a distraction. The shadows from the corners were slinking out in coiled tendrils like vines from a strange plant, waiting to ensnare the boy who stood before her. Her eyes didn't move to the tendrils, but stayed focused on her opponet. She put both her hands together, the flames jumping between both hands.

"I hope you give me a good fight...................don't let me bring you to your knees crying." She said softly, her red eyes glowing softly.

( Hey please dont edit my post, No that im being mean, it just that it seems you want to take control, that all)

The tendrils wrapped around Alex. 'Not Bad, but I would expect as much from a fallen angel, but I guess you wouldn't be here of you weren't good. God is sometimes a bitter man and doesn't just let his workers go Awall on him, so Guess you had to rip and tear to get free from hsi bondage. But I aint no Chump either." Alex gripped the Darkness and white energy flowed out of himand across his face. He broke his bondage and lept out Sanguia , sword drawn.

OOC: I wasn't editing your post, I was just stating something. I was saying that she had shut the lighter, stopping the flame before your post blew the fire out. Sorry if it seems like I'm trying to take control, but I truely am not.

IC:
She grinned as her tendrils wrapped around her opponet, she prepared to purify him in her fire, but he opened his mouth and spoke.

'Not Bad, but I would expect as much from a fallen angel, but I guess you wouldn't be here of you weren't good. God is sometimes a bitter man and doesn't just let his workers go Awall on him, so Guess you had to rip and tear to get free from hsi bondage. But I aint no Chump either." He said, taking ahold of the tendrils that chained him.

He reversed the energy that poured into the tendrils, changing their dark color to a pure white, and shattered them like glass. She frowned slightly, and shifted her left leg back as he lept at her, sword drawn. She watched his axis, and weaved to the side as he neared her, spinning slightly to deliver a heelkick to the back of his head.

OOC; Thought I'd join in for some fun. =o

Name: Sebastian
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Occupation: Student
Race: Angel
Weapon of choice: duel weilding swords
Elemental Attribute: Wind
Abilities: To provide, twist, contort, and motion the winds by a single wave of hand(s). Though, trust me, I'll keep it limited.

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Carefree he strode around the campus every day, bypassing Angels and Demons alike. How Sebastian hated to see those clad in black hiss and yell, not only by his presence, but by the others as well. What steamed him more was the fact that those seen as celestial beings dumbed themselves by stooping to their levels. How pathetic the teenage boy thought, giving hardly any notice to those insulent fools around him, keeping sapphire pools aimed for the first class of the day. Tactics

Seriously. He thought to himself, How much sense do you need to swing a sword, throw a spear, and watch the one ahead of you carefully enough to get a hint of their next movement? Guitar strings being strung in such a way that it should never have been played at all. The user should take more pride in his work than just hitting some strings, perhaps then they could produce some magic. Sebastian sighed heavily. "What has this world come to.." a soft voice spoke just before opening the door.

Pupils hid behind thin layers of skin, as he wasn't too surprised by what he saw going on inside. He took one step in, only enough to extend and brace the left palm against the wall where the door snapps shut, giving a slant to his stance. The right palm snuggly tucked away into a loosely fitted dark jean pocket. "Now, why am I at all not surprised to see a Teacher watch two opposite entities spar wildly with each other." A familiar voice spoke, now turning those pools to the two combatants. "And, let me guess. We're in the Tactics room so someone came up with the clever idea to hold a spar. Motive to be gaining experience in the battlefields, right? I'm pretty sure that's it, actually. Though, everyone knew the secret motive was to put to rest another one of a different race, right?" Blunt. That sums up Sebastian. A blunt, truthful speaking persona. Now, if he wasn't noticed while opening the door, he should have gotten everyones' attention. To have a Tactics room defeats the purpose of any form of truce between good and evil.

OOC; Just so you know, the stuff said in italics are his own thoughts, so you can't hear 'em.

With a flap of his wings Alex overjumped his oppnent, after trying to strike her from a great distance. Turning to the new student while landing. In the strangest way Alex was more iratated at this new guest, I person of his own flesh and blood rather than a Demon or A Fallen. " YOu sure seem pretty smug for someone who has fought so little.. Oh ya I get it. YOu think it silly that we are fighting isn't it, even though we decided peace. Your maybe thinking ' Why should we practice for war,when it would be pointless.' Well Ive got a notion for you comrade,Why is this school even here. Hell I shouldn't be in this same room with a demon and Fallen if I didn't have a good reason. But I do, Its to keep this peace alive. You see when you make a bargian you have to keep your part going, or else you might just be robbed blind. You wonder why they sent us here, It because we are each others spies. All of us ." Alex turns his head to look other two, the darkened face, clouded by his hood, He walks up to Sabastian and wpeaks to him in whisper," If you don't keepp your mouthshut, nothing will keep this demon from opening you up and reading like a book, and then riping your imortal soul out of your body. If you gotta say something about how this is pointless, You can just take it up with the Big guys, or better yet my Father." Sabastian knew what he was talking about. Alexander father was the Leader if Order of Angels, and the 3rd in command, in the Lord's Army. " You know who I speak of. the Angel with the Blessed Horn that could shudder Ten Thousand Legion with one note. Watch what you say Comrade. For better worse to fear his rath than mine." Alex soon turned back, slapping on his fake smile. " Ok lets get back to it." He draws out his sword and cons on Sanguia.

Sebastian only quirked a brow. Did this 'celestial being' before him even understand a word they had just said? And if so, then why would he contradict them with such actions as these? He thought. He paid no attention to the persona clad in darkness behind their hood. Sebastian shifted his movement now, making his way inside, though rather than to a desk, he went over beside the Teacher, making sure to keep an eye on him; as well as the two fighting. It wouldn't be until he was comfortably seated against the window, using it as a post to lean on before he would make any form of replies to this, "Alexander" fellow.

"So, let me get this right, Alex. You fight here now, in this very room, not only to spy on this lady, Fallen or not, but to somehow tell me that your fighting here will keep peace?" Sebastian sayed. "Well, since I'm now a Spy, I must say, that if it does come down to it, I'd much rather take my chances with Lady Sanquia than participate on any side you are on. Strictly based on what I've seen so far, but hey, what's a guy to do, right?" Sebastian mocked, probably even provoking some hidden desire to attack him, but whatever. It only takes one fool to change the tides of fate. Hopefully it wont be this guy that does that.

So, Sebastian shifted those Sapphire pools about the room, taking in its unchanged atmosphere, mainly to keep himself occupied between the minutes it might take Alex to come up with a retort and the seconds it would take him to be laying on the ground, unwilling to accept defeat in this 'bout. But hey, who knows, maybe he can win and maybe Sebastians' logic should be thrown out the window. The left palm ruffling short strands of crimson atop his head. Until now there wasn't much to say about his figure other than the fact that he was slim, blue eyed, red-headed, and 'cute' as girls would call it, but now there's more showing. Sebastian glances at the teacher beside him, longing to ask the question, now finally just going to blurt it out.

"Hey, Teach', tell me truthfully; Are you really for this whole truce the Angels and Demons have together or is it like the boy says, are you just some insolent spy that reports all information back to one of the Leads' in a futuristic plot to overthrow the Angelic race in a war with hopes of victory? I mean, do old contributions, sacrificed blood of your own kind get thrown away so easily?" Sebastian spoke soft, only wanting the teacher to hear these words.