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Lucas Jones

"I was feeling a little off today, but seeing you has definitely turned me on!"

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a character in “Eat a Soul”, as played by CutUp

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Irresistible โ™ซ Uptown Funk โ™ซ Na Na Na โ™ซ Guys Don't Like Me โ™ซ I'm So Sorry โ™ซ Fashionably Late โ™ซ Blackout
{"You look so Seattle but you feel so LA."}


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| N A M E |
Lucas Jones

| N I C K N A M E |
Luke - Just a shorten version of his name.
Jonesy - From his last name.
Hotshot - From both his cocky nature, and weapon form.

| A G E |
18

| G E N D E R |
Male

| R O L E |
Weapon

| P A R T N E R |
TBA

| E T H N I C I T Y |
Australian

| B I R T H D A T E |
January 30th; Aquarius
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| S E X U A L I T Y |
Heterosexual


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{"Gotta kiss myself, I'm so pretty."}


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| H E I G H T |
5 foot 10

| W E I G H T |
130 pounds

| E Y E C O L O R |
Brown

| H A I R C O L O R |
Blonde

| A P P E A R A N C E |
Lucas is a tall, and lanky young man who is considered by many to be quite handsome. He has a lean sort of build, he's not muscular, or athletic, sporting a more wiry frame. Lucas' general clothing style is of a white hoodie, sneakers, and a pair of black skinny jeans. He keeps it simple with nothing too flashy. He also wears a yellow scarf at all times. His soul is colored dark green, and has a similar appearance of his hair. It also has a seemingly permanent grin, and suggestively raised eyebrow.

| O D D I T I E S |
As a native of Australia Lucas naturally has a Australian accent. He tends to pepper in Australian slang in his speech. He also has both his ears pierced. He has a few scars all over his body, but none more prominent than the three slash marks on his chest, which he will not discuss, not even with his meister.


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{"Gimme love, I don't need it but I'll take what I want from your heart, and I'll keep it."}


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| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
โœฆ Flirty โœง Cocky โœฆ Cool โœง Goofy โœฆ Depressed โœง

Lucas' most prominent trait is the fact that he is a huge womanizer. Indeed he revels in flirting with women, it doesn't matter the age, availability, or even interest, he can not turn off the charm. Seriously, he's willing, and able to flirt with your grandmother if he sees her. He can be a rather big goofball as well, and rarely takes a situation seriously. He quite enjoys cracking jokes, having fun, and laughing, even in the most dire of situations it's difficult to dampen his spirits. Though his general upbeat attitude is mostly a front, as he is secretly depressed. But he won't admit it.

Lucas is a rather cocky young man who generally thinks that he can handle whatever comes his way. Though he may seem to think highly of himself but he is haunted by past failures, past mistakes that is etched into his skin, and his soul. Lucas is a rather skilled actor, and is able to keep up a facade of arrogance, and goofiness. Lucas is usually a cool, and collected young man. It takes quite a bit to set him off, and get him angry, or really emotional at all. He's learned to compartmentalize him feelings, well most of them at least. He's still quite a dog no matter what he does.

As a Demon Weapon it is only natural for Lucas to be protective of others, especially towards his meister. Actually, Lucas is rather overprotective towards his partner, and is easily willing to sacrifice himself completely in order to protect them. Much of this stems from his own depression, and guilt from his own past where he failed to protect his former meister. If this, or the topic of his scars are brought up he gets uncharacteristically agitated, and emotional, nearly biting a person's head off.


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{"It's not my fault she looked at me, it's not your fault, you can't compete."}


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| F O R M |
Lucas' weapon form is of a high powered sniper rifle. Lucas is able to fire off shoots of compressed soul energy of his Meister, though when by himself he fires compressed bullets of his own soul. Lucas is a Autonomous weapon, and can transform either arm into the barrel of his gun form to be able to fire bullets. He has an advanced scope that allows both him, and his meister to see over great distances, and also souls. Even a meister without the ability to see souls can through his scope.

| S T R E N G T H S |
โœฆLoyal - As any demon weapon worth their salt Lucas is rather loyal towards those he considers a friend.
โœงAutonomous - As a Autonomous weapon Lucas is capable of fighting without a meister, though he prefers not to.
โœฆCharismatic - Lucas can be quite charming when he wants to be, and is able to talk his way in or out of nearly anything.
โœงCalm - Lucas is rather cool under pressure, and doesn't get angry very often.
โœฆEye Sight - Due to being a sniper rifle Lucas has excellent eyesight.

| W E A K N E S S E S |
โœฆAccuracy - One of the reasons that Lucas prefers working with a meister is because, ironically, he is a terrible shot. He tends to go by the 'spray and pray' method of shooting.
โœงLibido - Lucas is a unrelenting flirt, and is easily distracted by women.
โœฆMelee Combat - Lucas is a long range fighter only.
โœงCold - Lucas absolutely can't stand the cold. Give him scorching hot weather any day.
โœฆCommunication - Ok, so Lucas has nooooo problem talking, it's merely that most people don't understand him due to his tendency to use Australian slang in his sentences. Which most people don't really understand.


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{"I know that I did you wrong. But will you trust me when I say that I'll Make it up to you somehow?"}


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| H O B B I E S |
โœฆFlirting - "Hey shelia you a magician? Cause whenever I look at you everyone else disappears!"
โœงGaming - "It's a bonzer of a good time!"
โœฆWatching Sports - "Pfft, you Seppos call that sports?!"

| H A B I T S |
โœงSlang - "Well I am from Oz!"
โœฆFlirting - "Did you just sit on a pile of sugar? Cause you got a sweet arse!"
โœงRubbing His Scarf - "It's none yer damn business."

| L I K E S |
โœฆWomen - "Do you have a Band-Aid? Cause I scraped my knee falling for you!"
โœงSleeping - "Quit yer earbashing, and let me sleep!"
โœฆFlirting - "What can I say? I'm a root rat."
โœงCats - "I'm just a cat person."
โœฆPlaying With His Phone - "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

| D I S L I K E S |
โœฆTalking About The Past - "What's done it done."
โœงLectures - "I'll flirt with whoever I damn well please."
โœฆDoing Work - "Ugh....can't I just go to sleep?"
โœงPeople Bad Mouthing Weapons - "You have no idea what sort of pressure we're under."
โœฆPeople Touching His Stuff - "Keep yer grubby mitts off my stuff!"

| G O A L S |
โœฆBecoming A Death Scythe - "Not all that surprising really."
โœงKeeping His Meister Safe - "I'm not losing another one."
โœฆFinding The One - "Do ya know what this shirt is made of? Boyfriend material."

| F E A R S |
โœงLosing His Meister - "Not another one."
โœฆBeing Alone - "What? That's just a....that's a furpy."
โœงSnakes - "Gross."


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{"I'm sorry it hurts, I'm surely a jerk, I understand why you're mad."}


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| H I S T O R Y |
Lucas Jones was born, and raised in Sydney, Australia. He was born into a long line of Demon Weapons loyal to the DWMA, though really only one person in his families history was a Death Scythe, and that was Lucas' great grandfather. So when he turned fourteen, and it was apparent that he too was a Demon Weapon it was a no brainier that he would go to the DWMA, and try to become a Death Scythe, which is something that he's rather adamant about.

So nearly a year later Lucas was shipped off to the academy. When he arrived, and it was time for pairs to be matched up with he was chosen by a beautiful girl with hair as black as the night sky, her name was Suzuki Aimi. As with most females he meets he flirted with her nonstop, but Aimi would simply laugh at his horrid pick up lines, and give no response to his advances.

Together they made a pretty decent team. Most of the time they were able to knock off names on the Shinigami Board fairly quickly by simply sniping their target. They were quick, clean, efficient, and effective together. And during this time they got rather close. Though not in the boyfriend, and girlfriend sense, as she still hadn't given in to his advances, but they developed more of a mutual friendship, becoming also like siblings.

But with all good things this to had to come to an end, and a bloody end at that. They were in Russia investigating a Kishin for Lord Death. They spent hours just waiting, keeping an eye out for their target. But eventually their target found them instead. When their target found them it rushed them. Aimi didn't have enough time to turn Lucas around, and the Kishin stabbed her clean through her gut.

This greatly disturbed Lucas. He transformed out of his weapon form, and was forced to take on the Kishin by himself, and without a meister. It was difficult for him to defeat the Kishin alone, but he managed to finish it off, but not without some battle scars. The most prominent was the slash marks on his stomach, which actually nearly killed him.

Aimi however wasn't so lucky, and she succumbed to her injuries, and died. This completely devastated Lucas. Once he got back, and they had Aimi's funeral he wasn't allowed to attend, to say his goodbyes due to her family. They blamed him for her death, and were rather vocal about it as well, even with her older brother telling him that he should have been the one who died.

This caused Lucas to spiral down into a deep depression. Lord Death himself excused Lucas from his studies, allowing him to take a semester off to mourn. It was during this time that he completely shut down. He became quite the recluse, barely getting out of bed, and you might as well forget about going outside. He was a completely different person without her.

For nearly a year and a half Lucas stayed in bed, wallowing in self-pity. But eventually he realized that doing this was not how he should honor Aimi. If he was going to honor her memory he would have to get back out there, and find himself another meister. So he talked to Lord Death about it, and he allowed him to return to school, and be selected by a new meister.

Once he was chosen by a new meister he decided not to tell them about Aimi, about how he failed to protect her. But he swore that he wasn't going through that again, and that he'll die before his meister died.


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"So after we deal with this Vladimir bloke what do ya say we go out, and celebrate? Get some vodka, and see what happens?" Lucas asked suggestively while in his rifle form as Aimi looked through his scope, looking for signs of their target. She merely laughed in response. "We're underage silly. We can't drink." She stated rather innocently.

"Oh come on this is Russia! That stuff is like mother's milk around her!" He smirked. This caused her to laugh once more. "You say that about every country!" She stated. "Hey that's a furpy! Vodka is for Russia, scotch for Scotland, and bourbon for the U.S. Get it right! You make me sound racist or something." He stated as if that made it better. Aimi merely giggled once more. "I don't know what a furpy is." Lucas let out a loud sigh. "It means a lie."

After sometime had past, and there were still no sign of their target. "I'm bored! Let's take pot shots at pigeons!" He groaned. Aimi was about to say something but then she heard a noise behind them. And it was him, their target Vladimir. He had a monstrous appearance fitting a Kishin. Aimi quickly picked Lucas up, and tried to turn around to face their target, but it was too late. The Kishin rushed forward with lightning fast speed, and plunged his clawed fist into her stomach, cutting clean through.

Lucas quickly shifted into his human form, and promptly punched the Kishin, forcing the creature back a bit. Lucas looked down at Aimi, tears nearly coming out of his eyes. He turned back to the Kishin with fire in his eyes. "You bastard! I'll kill you!" He growled and transformed his right forearm into the barrel of his gun. He took aim at the Kishin and began to open fire on him, with the shots all missing. The Kishin then rushed forward towards him with killing intent.

Lucas' eyes shot open as he woke up from his dream. He got out of bed, and sat on the side. He rubbed the back of his neck, and then ran his fingers down the large claw marks on his chest. Reminders of his failure as a weapon. He let out a sigh, and got dressed. Once he had his usual hoodie on he reached over to his nightstand to grab his yellow scarf, a scarf that Aimi wore everyday. He tied it around his neck, and was now ready for school.

It wasn't a very long walk to the academy, but once he got there several of the older students took notice. Most recognized him. They were all whispering about him behind his back. They were all talking about the weapon who failed to protect his meister, and then broke down after it. He did his best to ignore it, but their words still stung. And soon he came upon the classroom, and where he'd get his new meister. He let out a sigh before he entered. He wasn't sure if he was ready for this, but still he had to move on, it's what she would've wanted. So he put a fake smile on, and entered the room.



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{"This time I've got nothing to waste."}


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Lucas Jones's Story

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"Hello again. Iva."

Face to face with them same cracked reflection. A hour-hand and minute-hand. "I'm not pleased with your performance, you and your meister have collected a minuscule amount of souls. Don't you want to complete our life-long dream?". The same white background stained with bloody handprints. Iva inched closer to Avi. Iva was right. We will never become a death scythe without kishen eggs. "All in due time. Slowly but surely. Don't try to rush me when you aren't even in control." Iva stumbled back, clearly phased by this response. "Pardon me. Have a good day." Iva's mouth formed into a demented smile, before the dream faded.

Cold sweat. Avi was used to waking up drenched in it. Though this day, she had a feeling it would be a good one. She has battled her inner demons and reined victorious. Hopefully she didn't wake Mac up with her audible victory. In fact, Mr. Solo seemed to be fast asleep at the moment. Avi wasn't exactly the best cook, but she could at least create something edible. A rather bland american style meal with Eggs and Bacon. It tasted good, but nothing to ride home about. She set some aside for her partner before going to his bedside. After waiting for Mac to awake for a lengthy time, Avi finally gave up thanks to Mac being a deep sleeper. She got her bag and walked toward the academy. Hiking up the dreaded stair and inching her now-lifeless body to the job board.

It seeemed they were assigned Edgar A. Poe. an American writer, editor, and literary critic. He didn't seem to be a dangerous man, but the DWMA never steered her wrong. She sighted familiar faces. The feminine physique of Ms. Chalice, without her...What's a non-derogatory term? "Flamboyant" partner. The unusual duo of Qi and Sky. Though Avi only knew about these individuals because of her constant watching. Everyone else wasn't interesting enough, shuffling to their seats to avoid being tardy. As for some people, Cough Cough Mac. They didn't have a care in the world. Avi was a bit worried about Mac being late to class, but he was reliable as much as he is wild. Avi knew that Mac would get through the door, eventually.

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โ™ซ Ignition โ™ซ
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Mac's eyes slowly opened as he woke up. He let out a loud yawn that sounded like the roar of some kind of animal, surprisingly deep since it comes from someone his stature. Mac ran his hand down his face, and looked at his watch. He was gonna be late, again. Well today's off to a good start already. Mac willed himself out of bed, and stretched out his limbs, with each one of his joints making popping, and cracking sounds. Mac quickly got dressed in his usual attire, and left his bedroom. He looked at the kitchen table, and saw that Avi had make him breakfast before she left.

Mac let out a sigh. He hoped that this batch of breakfast wasn't as horrible as her other attempts at cooking. Just thinking about the toxic dishes that he's eaten sends shivers down his spine. Mac quickly woofed down his breakfast, which wasn't too bad actually. What a relief. Once that was squared away he quickly grabbed his skateboard, and was off to school. It was a relatively short ride to the DWMA, Mac has learned all sorts of short cuts, and back alley ways to get to the academy. Yet he still manages to be late more times than not.

Once Mac reached the impressive stairs that led to the academy he quickly rushed up them. It took him about three minutes to make it up the mountain of stairs, a personal best for him. But the celebratory Rocky moment will have to wait, he was late enough as it was. Mac put his skateboard down on the ground, and hopped on it, skating his way to class. He didn't really care if he wasn't supposed to, he had to get to class quickly after all. He didn't want another lecture on the importance of attendance.

Once he reached the classroom he picked up his skateboard, and started to head inside. "Well ain't this a surprise. Little Mac running late for class, who would have guessed?" A foreign voice smirked at the skater. Mac rolled his eyes, and turned around. "Oh, it's you." Mac groaned.

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โ™ซ Fashionably Late โ™ซ
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Lucas hummed to himself as he was finishing up getting ready for the day. His partner Cinder had already left, and he has spent the entire morning getting ready. He was just now finishing up his hair. He was parting it just the way he likes it, and making it appear as though he put in little effort with it, like he woke up like this. But of course he spends regularly a hour, and a half on his appearance. He has to look good for all the beautiful ladies after all.

Once he was ready, and fully dressed he started out the door, but stopped and pulled out his usual yellow bandanna that he wore from his jacket pocket. He looked down at it, and sighed as he held his right hand on his chest. He then tied his bandanna around his neck. It didn't take him too long to get to the academy, and once he was there he still got the strange looks from some of the older students, the ones that know about his history, and his former partner. Luckily they none of this has reached Cinder. Or at least he hoped not.

Lucas sighed, and placed his hands in his pockets, walking the halls like he owned the place all with a fake smug grin on his face. As he approached the classroom he saw Mac, oh how he enjoys annoying the short fuse pipsqueak. "Well ain't this a surprise. Little Mac running late for class, who would have guessed?" Lucas smirked to greet him. Mac rolled his eyes, and turned around. "Oh, it's you." Mac groaned. "To the Shelias ever lasting pleasure." He chuckled.

"And DON'T call me little! Ya one man Aussie boy-band! And you're late too asshole." Mac growled. This caused Lucas to merely chuckle once more. "There's difference mate, I'm fashionably late. The ladies love it." He smirked. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get a Sheila all your own, girls do love a bad boy. But not as many as me of course." Lucas then brushed pass the skater, and flung open the door. "G'Day mates! I've returned to continue bombing all the lovely Sheilas ovaries with my good looks!" He announced himself. Mac rolled his eyes as he followed behind him.

Lucas then proceeded to take his seat next to his partner Cinder. "G'Day my darling. And how are you this fine morning? I know mine is looking up since I saw you!" Lucas greeted his partner. Mac then took him a seat next to his partner as well. "Sup." He greeted her. "The breakfast wasn't too bad this morning. Sorry I made you wait."

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade Character Portrait: Rivialle Kohinita

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The male named rivaille kohinita had already made his arival a day prior before the others, as he was in the death room looking through the mirror, which displayed each of the individuals that had made it's appearance, he had a plain expression, didn't seem much interested in the newbies of the DWMA, though he didn't feel like coming here was a waste of time. He wasn't the type of person who would underestimate someone in a heartbeat, but he did have his mind set to where only most of them had potentials, and others were the highlight of the year.


"Tch, this isn't much of an everyday thing, people who'll walk in, and out of one of the most powerful academy across the nation, and tend to claim that there the best, you need skill, and guts to be able to come here.....Well that's just me."


His eyes closed for a moment, as the mirror shut off, lord death had told him to go, and introduced himself to the other miesters, and weapons who made there appearance in the academy, rivialle turned his back, and nod as he excits the room.They had better hop to god that they won't become a bitter disappointment, rivialle had seem sort of a violent individual, who thinks of perfection is the key to have a better humanity, but what's the point of having a better humanity when humanity lacks fire power.


His eyes was yet still closed, as his green cloak was still worn over his head, walking through the large hallways of death weapon miester academy. Much suspicion occured, he sighed a little, and continued walking.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade

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Avi sighed as her pencil hit paper. Avi was one of the top students in the class and it was a abundance of hard work that got her there. Doing extra studying before class is one of her habits, especially since their teacher was particularly lazy. Stein, an interesting specimen from what she has gathered, is suffering from madness such as her. A skilled meister though but a comedian at heart, earning the respect of many students, including her.

It didn't take long for Mac to finally show up, accompanied by the lady-killer Lucas. Avi didn't particularly enjoy Lucus as a person. He was at least amusing to watch, but his attempts to hit on her have fallen deaf to her ears. As Mac greeted her, Avi smiled back and harbored a simple wave, responding with "Oh. Glad to hear that. Are you just saying that to make me feel better?" when Mac complimented her cooking. Beneath that bad boy and tough exterior, Mac was a kind person, it wouldn't surprise her that he forcefully gulped the meal down just to make her feel better about her inept cooking.

As Mac just woke up, it would be natural to assume he hasn't looked at the board. "If you haven't looked at the mission board yet, our mission today is the harvesting of the soul of Edgar A. Poe. Avi couldn't imagine a respected poet would be deemed a target, but orders were orders. Lord Death knew best after-all. Speaking of Death, Avi heard of his son enrolling into the academy. When Avi thought she would run out of interesting personas, a reaper's son came in to save the day. Hopefully he wasn't too aggressive, from what she has heard, he is a bit of a problem child, as Avi would at least like to get a bit closer to observe. After a brief time of waiting, Mr. Stein finally decided to stand up, straightening his papers using the desk. He finally opened his mouth to speak a few words of wisdom.

Looking at the time from a clock in the classroom, it seemed the class was about to start, even if the bell tolled 15 minutes ago.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade Character Portrait: Rivialle Kohinita

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Goro strutted down the now empty halls of the DWMA. He would have preferred to do this when there were more people about to have their heads turn and whispers surround him about who he was, but his father had other plans. While everyone was scurrying off to class, Death had a little chat with his son about proper etiquette he should hold himself to while in the school, mostly meaning his temper. Only the talk went on for a while, as his father did tend to ramble and poor Hisashi was standing near the entrance waiting to rush out. Death always gave his poor weapon the "uneasy stomach", as Hisashi called it.

The last little thing that Death gave them was their schedule, starting with Soul Studies with a Dr. Stein. Goro had heard many stories about Dr. Stein, from his older brother "Kid", especially what happened to him over that whole Kishin business and how far into madness he had truly gotten. Goro had crumpled the piece of paper with his and Hisahsi's schedule in his back pocket. His weapon a couple of paces behind him, his arms in his pants and head bent unusually far down.

The two boys passed by a guy in a green cape. Goro didn't say anything, but passed the man quietly. Hisashi eyed the guy oddly before returning his gaze to the ground and continuing on their way.

They entered the class, just as two other boys were sitting down. Clearly we aren't the only ones late, Goro thought.

"Ah, yes, perfect timing Goro," an old man with scars on himself and clothing said from where he stood at the front of the class, "Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson."

Goro through a wink to one of the girl's in the front row making her blush slightly before picking a seat in the middle of the classroom.

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"G'Day mates! I've returned to continue bombing all the lovely Sheilas ovaries with my good looks!" a blonde boy said in the front of the class, Lucas, Qi vaguely remembered his name being.

"For fuck's sake," she groaned under her breath, her hand going to her pocket only for her to remember that the DWMA doesn't like their students smoking in the classroom. She learned that after getting in six detentions for it and she really didn't want to hold Skyler or Skylar back for it. Instead she started biting her lip. Another boy had entered late too, but he made less of a loud entrance than Lucas, Qi didn't really know his name, but she had seen him on his skateboard plenty of times.

Dr. Stein finally came in and was about to start class when two new boys walked in. Both had white hair, but yet they seemed completely different otherwise. One was very open, tall, and seemed at ease standing in front of the house and the other stood a little bit away from him, more closed off, and not making any eye contact at all.

"Ah, yes, perfect timing Goro," Dr. Stein said, "Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson."

The more arrogant one winked at some girl, Qi rolled her eyes, "Not another one, eh Skyler?" It was her attempt at some humor, it took some work on her part. She had never had to have a sense of humor in life before now, but apparently it was part of interacting with people in a friendly way. Yet another thing that Qi found herself working on.

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Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi

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"G'Day mates! I've returned to continue bombing all the lovely Sheilas ovaries with my good looks!" Cinder didn't even feel the need to turn her head to recognize that her flamboyant weapon partner had finally arrived to class. He had a way with words that boy. It was probably a wonder to most what a serious teenage girl like Cinder was doing paired with the lad in the first place, their personalities differing greatly but she had her reasons.

"G'Day my darling. And how are you this fine morning? I know mine is looking up since I saw you!" Cinder didn't show any noticeable difference to Lucas' usual flirtations and flattery, simply flicking aside a bit of dirt with a red polished nail that had somehow gotten stuck on one of her notebooks. "That's not the only thing looking up." Cinder seemingly joked but her dead serious face remained even as she spoke referring to his manhood. She looked him over as if to assert her words before continuing, "Our next job is in Lithuania so save 'bombing sheilas' for later. Work first, fun later." Her blood red eyes met his brown, waiting for his response and expecting no less than more babble but it didn't bother her. So long as he was at the ready, capable and compliant.. then their partnership was ideal for her purposes.

Their conversation was interrupted as the teacher Dr. Stein also arrived moments later to begin the lesson. Cinder had no real opinion on the teacher, only interested in bettering herself. If paying attention in class was the way to go then so be it; that was the only reason for her attendance. Her teacher's personality, personal affairs, history etc was of no concern although his abilities might prove to be intriguing if there was such an occasion for them to be showcased.

"Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson." Cinder opened her notebook with a pen twirling around her fingers while her gaze settled on the two new students in order to size them up particularly Goro. Son of death... what privilege but do you measure to the name?
In appearance, his weapon partner Hisashi was more intimidating but Cinder knew better than to judge from the outer alone. "Lucas." she whispered discreetly over to her partner, her eyes still locked on the two newbies. "I feel like a warm up fight before leaving for Lithuania. Are you in?"

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade

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Four faces showed up at in class that Skyler saw. Two where the missing partner of his class mates and then two new student. "Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson." Skyler looked a little confused at the due for a time before he could hear Qi. "Not another one, eh Skyler?" Skyler broke into a smile as started to laugh loudly through class. Has he tried to calm his laughing fit Skyler realized that some other class mates and their teacher Stain were staring at him. He blushed lightly as he looked down at his desk. โ€œU-Um sorry about that. I have no idea what came over me.โ€ Skyler trys to cover up as he heard Skylar mock him in his head. โ€˜Nice way to draw attention to us Skyler. Real nice.โ€™ Skyler pouted as he looked toward Stain as he stood up.

โ€˜โ€If I may speak Stain, but When I was on my way her to class I injured my hand and I thought I could handle to at least to the end of class but my partner here kind of blackmail me right now. So If we can be excused to get my hand check at the nurses.โ€ Skyler then looks at Qi knowing he lied about being black mail but that was the only thing he could think of that would help convince Stain to drag Qi with him. โ€œLets go Qi!โ€ As he kept looking at her he sent a message using there soul wave length. โ€˜You can have a smoke on the way there. If you share or give me one.โ€™ He sends as he then turns to head for the door. Skyler knows what smoking can do to a person that why he wanted Qi to stop but doesnโ€™t want to force her cause it would just make it harder on her. So the only way he could think of is by making her give him a smoke when she takes one and hopefully stop not for her but for him. He shrugged not knowing if it would work or not.

As Skyler made his way to the door Skyler could hear laughing in his head. โ€˜Good excuse to ditch class Skyler!โ€™ Skyler sweat dropped on the back of his neck as he knew Skylar caught his other motive. He hates class! Especially when Stain is teaching since if it not a one on one learning with him he tends to like dissect different things and Skyler is not sure his stomach can handle that at a moment. As Skyler made his way past the new student Goro, he stopped to take a good look at him as he felt Skylar soul wave length start to rise. He could tell Skylar was itching to โ€˜sparโ€™ with him that stain to claim that he was the son of lord death and that means he should be really really strong. Skyler then continued to the door to stop to and turn to make sure Qi was falling him.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade Character Portrait: Rivialle Kohinita

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Rivialle sense one, maybe two soul wavelengths near by, they were quite a pair, as his green hood that was over his head had covered his entire head comepletly not able to see from both sides, but the front if you're lucky enough to take a good glamps of the character, the two individuals, which were students come passing by from both sides, and went inside of what is known to be professor stein's class, the head of soul studies.


Rivialle heard noises from a classroom that the boys went in, a couple minutes before rivialle made his way in. Rivialle uncovered his image that he was hiding from his green hood towards the students that was in steins classroom. He had made little to know steps towards steins desk, and whispers something in his ear.


"Ah before we start, I would like to give you guys a recap of wants going to happen this evening, this hear young man will be our new edition to the school, more likely my assistant who just became a death scythe not to long ago"

As stein explains who this mysterious character known as rivialle kohinita one of the death scythe's from east asia, and originally from germany, he was leaning against the wall by the door, scanning the classroom.


"He was originally from germany, and one of our best death scythe's that we recruited this month, he'll also be helping out with some of you guys, but be warned he doesn't tolerated ignorant behavior" he says in a serious manner. "But do be good, and don't give him any problems, okay?' Stein says in a brightful way, he would then continue what he was doing, which was one of the basic things to start of class is disecting, one of his favorite things, and also has a meaning to why he is doing so.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade Character Portrait: Rivialle Kohinita

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Mac chuckled slightly at Avi's question of him only saying that to make her feel better. "Whatever, believe what ya want." He stated, neither confirming or denying it. When she informed him of their mission for today he scratched his chin, and raised an eyebrow at it. He recognized the name. Poe was poet if he wasn't mistaken. But why would he be on Lord Death's hit list? "Dude's like a writer or poet right?" Mac asked to confirm it. "What? I read." He stated to explain how he'd know the guy.

"Weird that Death would have such a hard on to gank the guy." Mac stated as he pondered why. "Dude writes horror short stories right? And didn't he like marry his first cousin or something? Doesn't seem all that dangerous." He added. "Whatever. We got a job to do, so we might as well get it over with." He stated as he leaned back in his chair, and planted his feet up on the desk. "So where's the location? Guessing somewhere in the US?" He asked.

His attention was then brought to the arrival of two new students. Lord Death's son, and his partner. Mac took his feet off the table, and leaned forward in his chair, sizing the Shinigami up. He wasn't too impressed. Granite, he wasn't too impressed with Lord Death when he first laid eyes on the cartoonish grim reaper. So he shouldn't jump to conclusions. A slight grin crossed Mac's face as he thought about the power this guy, this Goro might have.

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"Oh! So naughty! I love it!" Lucas responded to Cinder's statement about his day being not the only thing looking up. He laughed when she told him work first, and fun later. "Sheila when I'm with you work is always fun!" He smirked followed by a suggestive eyebrow raise. Lucas did enjoy the little banter that they've developed between each other. Remained him somewhat of what he had with Aimi. Though Aimi was much more innocent, and soft spoken than Cinder. Half the time his advances went right over her head, while with Cinder she gets them at least, even though they get him nowhere with the ice queen.

When the new kids, Lord Death's son, and his partner was introduced he raised an eyebrow at this. He couldn't help but wonder if the only reason he was here was because he was Death's son. It did make him curious of what their combat ability was. And then winked at one of the girls in the class. Lucas growled slightly under his breath. How dare he try to horn in on his territory. His attention was then brought to the Death Scythe that joined them, Dr. Stein's teaching assistant or something along those lines.

But Cinder soon brought his attention to Goro or whatever his name was by Cinder. Of course she wanted to challenge this guy. Grant it he was more than willing to do so. He can't let some upstart muscle his way into his harem of beautiful ladies! He can have the scraps like all the other guys in the school. "Sounds good to me! This bloke is trying to muscle in on my harem of shelias!" Lucas responded.

"Yo Stitches! I wanna throw down the gauntlet with the Snow Flake here! See if he's got any right to be here other than Daddy running this place." Mac called out as he shot out of his seat, and slammed his hand on his desk. He did so without consoling his partner. Another impulsive decision of his. "Unless he's afraid to get his hands dirty." He smirked, just goating the young reaper into a fight.

"Looks like the angry midget beat us. Might have to have a blue with the bloke some other time." Lucas whispered over to his partner.