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Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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OOC I find it funny how Sanguias' flaming vortex of doom aimed for Alex, which meant it was heading to and out the door doesn't flow with the next followed action. The course being to 'turn her back to him and walk out the door'. I mean, he was at and stepping out the door first, so why would Sanguia turn her back to him while walking out the door? =( Either way, whichever.

Also, for the record, it would take more than a simple 'jump' and 'fly' routine to escape any harm of the attack. I mean, Sanguia made it sound like it was pretty decent in size and power, not to mention just its motion alone could do some damage. Perhaps you were right in the thought of dodging the attack by stepping out of the way, but the action was all wrong; stepping or piveting out of the way, just enough to conceal yourself behind the wall would have sufficed in avoiding the attack. But hey, who am I to size things up? I mean, there was really no clarification in the attack as to how big it actually was, so perhaps a simple 'flight' would do justice. This is just all too funny for me.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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" Huh well, that was abrupted, Well I guess it cant be helped." He grapped his paper and walked briskly down the open hallway. "I guess Ill head to Necomancing class, I hoope the student will be more plesant there, Altough I did enjoy that sparring match again." Alex thought to him self as he turns to see Sanguia, talking to Marcus. " Ihope we will fight again." He sat in class wrting down notes about the dead things and zombies. Not really listening to the . Just because your Father is the leader of the Angelican Order does not mean you can talk freely in my class." Said the teacher. The teacher was an Angel, He carried a large book with him at all times, thick rimmed glasses coverd his most of his face and aplified his eyes to an Unreasonable amount." Yes Sir, Mr. Tezeria" Alex said as he quietly chuckled to himself.

( I get what you saying mat, that whole evazion thing will have to stop or atleast not be a scapegaot every time. I was just wanting to put my point out then fight. P.s. You are really wordy dude)
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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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OOC: Thank you for bringing this up, I believe Alex was by the teacher's desk still when Sanguia attacked him. Unless he moved somehow without me knowing, then I can correct my post. And yes, I shall remember for now on to tell the size of her fire vortexs'.
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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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OOC Oh, really? Maybe I'm just reading what happened up until you posted. Initially he was stepping out the door, but your post would change that, I'm sure, so, sorry. D: Then again, it is 12 a.m. and my eyes are all blurry blurry @___@
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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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OOC: Tis alright, tis 11 out here................................

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Marcus reacted with unimagineable speed, and his head darted straight towards her face until he was close enough so that she could feel his breath on her lips. "You should be afraid, girl. I have been in captivity a long time. It gets.. lonely." He slowly licked her cheek, and grinned; staring back at her. It was a long time since he had even talked to a female, let alone do that.

The guard dragged him backwards, slamming his back against the wall. Marcus did not react in the slightest to it. "Shame." he said, grinning. The guard was using all of his physical strength to push him against the wall, and yet he still did not react to the slightest bit of pain or even movement. He just let the guard do as he was suposed to. That was enough killing for now.

He relaxed back into the bench, his thick black hair covering his piercing, sadistic eyes. The grin... those sharp fangs. He was definitely what they said he was like on the news. The shackleds chinked as the guard released him and stood tall in front of the girl. "I think you'd best get out of here... " he was nervous, stuttering slightly. He did not want to say the wrong thing in front of Marcus, even though he was suposed to be in the position of power. He leant in and whispered "Not five minutes ago.. he killed my colleague.. this guy... is a monster." he gulped, and stood; waiting for the girl to move away, and straightening his tie.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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OOC: I'm trying to get everyone together so the story flows better. :) )

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Kayame watched as the fight died before her. The Fallen seemed angry and upset but walked away from her oppenent. This angered Kayame, no Fallen should ever walk away from a fight, no matter how trivial. Kayame turned her attention back to Sebastion, Social sounds pretty boring actually. How about we go to the office and get our room assignments? I want to meet my roommates. She gave Sebastion a simple grin, pulled her hood up on her cloak, and walked out of the room.

As she was walking towards the office she saw Sanguia talking to a black haired boy in shackles. Suddenly he leapt up and licked the side of her face. He was slammed backwards by a guard. The guard talked in an urgent whisper to Sanguia. He looked scared to death. Naimee decided to go investigate. She slowly strolled over, her cloak flowing behind her, her hood hiding everything but her glowing red eyes. She stopped a few feet away from this new stranger, "So, how did you end up here?"
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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Genis, walking back to the academy, said to himself "I hope they arnt killing eachother." Genis walked to the Main Hall and leaned against the wall as he struck a match on his boot heel. He slowly slipped a crinkled up cigarrette out his pocket and lit it.
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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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"Another one?" He grinned under his thick black hair, with a slight glimmer of his white eyes, glowing, watching, waiting."I think i'm going to.." He paused, and shot up from his seat face to face with the hooded girl, as the guard couldn't react to anything more than grabbing his arms in the shackles. He smelt her. "You girls are pretty unaware around these parts, hm?. He grinned.

He relaxed his muscles and the guard pulled him back down once again, with more force; slamming his back hard into the wall and making a slight crack. "That was strike one." his grin turned into a smug smirk as he turned his face toward the guard. "Mr. Guard". The guard reeled back slightly, distancing himself from Marcus but staying within arms reach and reaction time. He hated his job ever since he had been assigned the 'Psycho'. He was the closest to being one of Marcus' origional guards, replacing no one but the real origionals when they were... killed in the line of duty. He wanted Marcus dead, he always gloated. Gloated and mocked the deaths of his olleagues as if they were totally irrelevant. Once he had even believed Marcus, and forgot to attend one of the funerals...

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Genis slowly put the cigarrette in his mouth, he picked a crumpled piece of paper up off the floor. His eyes wandered from one side of the page to another. Genis read about Marcus on this paper, he slowly closed his eyes and let out a sigh. "This is going to be an interesting year." he said as he started to walk down the hall.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Sanguia didn't flinch, or even react as Marcus was instantly infront of her, his breath on her lips.

"You should be afraid, girl. I have been in captivity a long time. It gets.. lonely." He said, slowly licking her cheek.

She smirked softly at him, and whispered into his ear softly.

"And you should be afraid too Marcus..........." She whispered to him softly, grinning darkly back at him.

She cocked an eyebrow as the guard dragged him back, sitting him roughly back on the bench. His shaggy black hair covered his eyes as he grinned wickedly, his sharp teeth glinting in the light. She smirked back at him, then looked up as the guard came infront of her.

"I think you'd best get out of here... " he was nervous, stuttering slightly.

She lifted her head back, waiting for more of an explanation.

"Not five minutes ago.. he killed my colleague.. this guy... is a monster." The guard gulped slightly as he told her.

She dropped her gaze from the guard as he straightened his tie, and looked back at Marcus.

"Then that makes two monsters in here................." She said softly as another girl came up.

She stopped infront of Marcus, asking how he ended up here. He grinned at the new girl, almost like a wolf watching the lambs. He shot out of his seat again, stopping as the guard grabbed ahold of his chains, stopping him as he came straight at her face, smelling her softly.

"You girls are pretty unaware around these parts, hm?. He asked, grinning slightly as he was pulled back onto the bench again.

She grinned softly at Marcus, and turned away, giving him a slight wave as she continued to walk down the halls. She reached a large pin up board, and scanned through it, looking for her name. She found it on the third page, putting her in D13. She tilted her head slightly, and waited patiently to see if anyone else had her room.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Genis took the cigarrette out his mouth, and put it out on the sole of his shoe. He threw the paper into the trash as he walked slowly to the large pin up board. Face emotionless as he wrote down Marcus's name under the dorm D13. Genis then turned around and walked to his dorm, pulling out his keys. He slipped the key into the lock and turned it slowly, and cautiously. He opened the door, and looked around his room as he done everyday, making sure knowone had entered. He closed his door and walked over to his bed, readjusting the security camera he installed.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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OOC: Btw, forgot to post how the dorm looks. The dorms floors are 98 ft. wide and 106 ft. in length. The walls stand at 14 ft. high. The dorms include a bunk bed and a regular bed (all 3 are twin-sized beds). 2 desks and a small coffee table.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Jibril watched everything in silence from her end of the bench. So this boy was "that one"? The one so talked about? There was certainly news of him, but quite contrary to what she had been told. She was momentarily snapped out of her observation as she ran to one of the administration desks to receive her schedule. Getting off the bench, she strolled past the boy and up to the pin up boards. Her name was under dorm D13, with girl named Sanguia, and....Marcus.

Jibril could only stare at the board.
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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Kayame turned her attention back to Sebastion, Social sounds pretty boring actually. How about we go to the office and get our room assignments? I want to meet my roommates. She gave Sebastion a simple grin, pulled her hood up on her cloak, and walked out of the room.


Tch. As if I actually meant an actual class. He thought smugly. Though, for some reason, he complied, leaving the former setting and entering the halls once more. Sebastian rolled his eyes at the chatter going amongst the few other students there who happened to be whispering about some crazed lunatic escorted in by a guard and now seized outside the main office. Them sapphire pools moved from one cloaked, hooded, lip moving person to the next, quirking a brow. So you all speak of a crazed lunatic sitting on our benches. Tch. Go look in the mirrors, fools.

He paused, and shot up from his seat face to face with the hooded girl, as the guard couldn't react to anything more than grabbing his arms in the shackles.


It was quick, almost too quick to be true. There was only a few other people that Sebastian knew of that could move with that sort of speed and go unseen, yet this new guy did it as if it were like reading a grade schoolers book. That initial movement was the only thing that brought such attention to that particulary direction, save for the time when he needed to receive some ridiculous papers. So, what the kids spoke of were true. How quaint. To bring a crazed lunatic to an Academy. Then again, why not? Sebastian breathed out slowly, balling the palms of his hands that were tucked so neatly in their respectable pockets.

Now, lets get one thing straight. It was not the fact that Sebastian hated, detested, or even disliked any and all that were at or attended the Academy, it was the fact that he just hated to be there initially for no great reason other than to contradict age old battles. The halls were alright, with their decorative marble walls and paintings of respectable teachers, students, and the two combined. So, if he hated the contradiction between that place and old ties, then it would be fair to say that one guard for just another hellion would be stirred in the same pot. Man, I hate all these tap, tap, taps everyones' heels make against this flooring. Ironically enough, the right heel kicked hard at the bottoms surface once.

Well, when it came down to the time that little group was between him and the reason he left the room, he couldn't help but to ask one to leave. Those sapphire pools generally pointed ahead at the boards, now turned to the guard, and rather than a sweet or mocking tone used as before, he'd give a tone that strangled the words, wrapping them in nothing more than hatred and disgust. "Guard, do me a favor - leave. You've got all these kids googling over your friend here, and, well, they happen to be in my way." Even though Sebastian had enough space to fit three or four of him through the remaining space, he turned to the side, acting as if he had to wiggle and squirm past everyone just tor each the bulletin boards that held the class schedules and room assignments. Son of an ugly duckling..

Sebastian plucked the partridge with his name one it from the wall. Wow. Just wow. Sebastian was right, Social was his next class out of eight total. "Man, this school blows harder than Hurricane Katrina." The boy said in a dissapointed tone. He wiggled and squirmed again through the people, as done before, handing his schedule to Kayame, and with a displeased tone conjured, "See? Social was next." Truth in fact, if taken the time to glance at, Sebastian was never scheduled a Social class. As a random action while walking away, he shot one arm up into the air soon to be followed by the next as the other dropped, and to finish it off, a wiggle of the hips. Such a mocking boy.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Marcus was annoyed at the unecessary attention that he was getting at the start of his stay, although he had expected something like that would happen. He glanced toward his guard; Maybe if I show them that I am not here to play around... another death won't hurt I guess. He grinned at the thought, and licked his lips. His hand shot to the guard's neck and gripped it tightly. Perhaps I should rip is throat out? Hmm...

He saw the teacher write names on a board. It was probably the rooms that people were to stay in...

He looked around and in between the crowds where a boy could be seen complaining and pushing through a quite large space, to make his way toward the board. He wasn't like the others, arrogant and unafraid. Marcus enjoyed killing people who had the will to live in the first place. It was much more... satisfying. In the mean while, he could see what he could take advantage out of; having so much attention from the strangely brave females.

The board! He wasn't being placed inside a cell this time, he had semi freedom. Though I doubt that it would not be without rules, being so notorious for death, and in a highly populated area. It was good enough. He jumped up, placing his feet diagonally on the side of the bench; and unnaturally balancing at an awkward angle.

"Oh." he said vacantly, and released the guard's throat, jumping skyward at high speed, leaving the cracked wall behind him and the guard dazed. "I wonder.." he whispered as he hit the ceiling hard, his palms impacted aswell as his knees, and he pounced off once again; upside down towards the board. He looked down in mid flight and saw the crowd that he had gathered. He grinned. This would be interesting. He would be surprised if anyone could follow his movements past his positioning on the bench, let alone realise he was gone in less than a few seconds. He landed softly on the floor in front of the board, his black hair pounced and repositioned itself wildly in front of his face once again; and next to a girl that was vacantly staring at it. He couldn't care less who's names were on the board next to his. He had to get familiar with the territory. He sighed and read the board slowly, his right hand in his pocket, and his left index finger to his lips in thought. "Jibril... Sanguia.." he muttered, and grinned once again; his fang like teeth gleaming. He didn't need to know who they were. He was staying in a dorm with females. This school is so stupid... he had wondered if they realised his isolation through the years.

The boy he had seen earlier had walked away now. Perhaps I should keep an eye on him, or find out his name at least. This would be fun. He glanced backwards through the crowds toward the guard; clutching his neck where finger marks were imprinted and a slight trickle of blood came through. He was watching Marcus. He was probably used to seeing his movements. Heck, people were being trained especially to guard and imprison Marcus. He raised his hand from his lips in a slight salute to the guard, and began to walk off into the hallway in search of his dorm.

Although he wore shackles that bound him, the chains were loose and they only slightly impaired Marcus's movement. It was rumoured that if the shackles were to be let loose, Marcus's spead would amount to so much that no one of any race would see his face again, unless he stood still for a literal hour, without moving a milimetre. He had always liked having such things spread around, without letting anyone know whether it was true or not. His mind shot straight to the classes. Battle practice. Would he be able to..? No... they wouldn't. He grinned deeply, as he leisurely walked off to find his room, brushing past the girl with her eyes fixated on the board deliberately. His shackles chinked. It'd take a while for the guard to catch up, with his new 'battle' scars and all. The loose straps on his straight jacket swung slightly against him. It used to be tied up... until one of those stupid guards had undone it for him to go to the toilet, not realising that he was always 'attended to' instead. They had tried and tried to strap it back on him, but all who tried were killed; so they ended up putting shackles on instead. Loose shackles. They would have probably filled the media with propaganda and bullshit about him escaping and some 'brave' guards killed in action trying to capture him. He grunted. He hated Trey. Trey always had some sort of story to capitalise off of him with.

He shook his head and continued down the hallway, remembering the taste and the smell of the two girls. He couldn't remember the last time he knew of those senses.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Kayame was surprised by the suddenness of this boy in front of her. He came close to her face and whispered to her. She took an involuntary step backwards, her hood falling off and revealing her bright green eyes and long black hair. The guard grabbed him and slammed him back harder than the first time. She quickly grabbed her hood and pulled it back over her face. She hated when people saw her face. She watched as everyone started crowding around a bulletin board. It had room assignments and schedules. Kayame pushed her way to the front. She was in Room 14 with Sebastian. He came over to her and handed her his schedule. "Social was next."

Kayame looked down at her shedule and compared it to Sebastian's. They were in every class together. Kayame let out a sigh of relief. At least she would be going to class with someone she knew. She glanced over at Sebastian, "Would you like to go find our dorm room?"

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She looked over as Marcus landed right beside her. She then looked back at the dorm lists, and also looked for her schedule. She saw it, and plucked it off the wall as Marcus walked off, burshing past her. She looked at him as he walked off, then down at her schedule.

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She sighed, then folded it up into a small square, and put it in her back pocket. After getting the key from an old administrator, she walked off, heading in the direction Marcus had took, but slower. Her stride was graceful, but also silent, like a predatory animal. Her gaze wandered over the campus and the other students, intaking what and who could be a threat to her. She saw nothing really that she couldn't handle, and wandered over to a small map engraved into granite. She traced her fingers over it, looking for the D building. She found it, it was right behind her. She turned, and looked at it, noticing a giant D that could be seen a good 50 feet away. Her face burned crimson, and she glared at it slightly.

"Boy..........do I feel stupid and blind............" She said softly, her color returning to normal as she walked towards it.

She walked up the steps, past a few couples flirting, and continued inside. It was well furnished, small chairs in a common room with a large fireplace. A large flame roared in it, causing her to stop and watch it. That'd be fun to play with.........she mused softly, then continued on. She walked down a large hallway, stopping almost at the end. A large burgandy door with the brass letters D13. She unlocked it, and stepped inside.

There were 3 beds, 1 bunk bed and 1 single. She looked around, and saw her large black and red suitcase. She walked over to it, and lifted it up over her shoulders without apparent effort. She looked around, deciding slightly, then chose the lower bunk of the bunk bed. She placed her suitcase down, and unzipped it, opening it. Inside, besides clothing and what not, was an ornate red katana. She picked it up slowly, pulling it silently from its sheath. The blade, jet black, was cracked and broken. She sheathed it, and put it back in the suitcase, and zipped that up too, and placing it on the floor.

With a soft sigh, she flopped into the bed, looking at the bottom of the other bed, closing her eyes slightly. She'd wait for this hour to end.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Genis opened one eye, still laying in bed. He comtemplated the possible dangers of having such a murderer in these academy doors. "I could always put him in a cell, lock him up..." Genis said without the blink of an eye. "But that wouldnt do a thing..." Genis sat up and put his feet to the cold floor. He slowly slipped his feet into his black slippers and walked to his desk. He sat down as he turned on the desk lamp. Genis knew the dangers of having Marcus in an academy like this. "Guess I'll have to wait and see how this works out." Genis said as he leaned his chair back and put his hands behind his head.

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Re: Onitenshi: The DemonAngel Academy

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Black_Dragon wrote:She looked over as Marcus landed right beside her. She then looked back at the dorm lists, and also looked for her schedule. She saw it, and plucked it off the wall as Marcus walked off, burshing past her. She looked at him as he walked off, then down at her schedule.

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She sighed, then folded it up into a small square, and put it in her back pocket. After getting the key from an old administrator, she walked off, heading in the direction Marcus had took, but slower. Her stride was graceful, but also silent, like a predatory animal. Her gaze wandered over the campus and the other students, intaking what and who could be a threat to her. She saw nothing really that she couldn't handle, and wandered over to a small map engraved into granite. She traced her fingers over it, looking for the D building. She found it, it was right behind her. She turned, and looked at it, noticing a giant D that could be seen a good 50 feet away. Her face burned crimson, and she glared at it slightly.

"Boy..........do I feel stupid and blind............" She said softly, her color returning to normal as she walked towards it.

She walked up the steps, past a few couples flirting, and continued inside. It was well furnished, small chairs in a common room with a large fireplace. A large flame roared in it, causing her to stop and watch it. That'd be fun to play with.........she mused softly, then continued on. She walked down a large hallway, stopping almost at the end. A large burgandy door with the brass letters D13. She unlocked it, and stepped inside.

There were 3 beds, 1 bunk bed and 1 single. She looked around, and saw her large black and red suitcase. She walked over to it, and lifted it up over her shoulders without apparent effort. She looked around, deciding slightly, then chose the lower bunk of the bunk bed. She placed her suitcase down, and unzipped it, opening it. Inside, besides clothing and what not, was an ornate red katana. She picked it up slowly, pulling it silently from its sheath. The blade, jet black, was cracked and broken. She sheathed it, and put it back in the suitcase, and zipped that up too, and placing it on the floor.

With a soft sigh, she flopped into the bed, looking at the bottom of the other bed, closing her eyes slightly. She'd wait for this hour to end.


Jibril wandered around the campus, after having wandered through most of the campus, finally found the D wing. She walked through the attrium and into the halls, until she reached D13. Jibril rummaged in the outer pocket of her bag, and found the key the secretary have given her before. She unlocked the door and entered.

She gasped lightly as her eyes caught the figure of a girl, sitting on the bottom bunk of a bunk bed. "Oh. I didn't mean to startle you. I guess we're room mates from now on, haha." Jibril laughed nervously. It had been quite some time since she had last talked to anotehr person without being on surveillance or being "guarded for her safety". " My name's Jibril Angelus, but you can call me Jibril,or just Jibby would be fine." She smiled, folding her wings behind her. "Uhm..well, since you've takent he bottom bunk, I hope you don't mind me taking the top...?" Jibril asked the girl.

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