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Prince Matthew Sebastian

"I'm trying to sleep..."

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a character in “The 2nd Z-Academy”, as played by ICryForAFamily

Description

Name: Prince Matthew Sebastian

Age:17

Gender:Male

Role: Student Council President

Weapon: He's most skilled with blades. His favorites are Katanas and tomahawks.

Image URL, Link, or hosted site:] Got it From Photo bucket/Google

Appearance:
        Prince stands 5'3 putting him as part of the short members of the academy. He has platinum blond hair, caramel fair skin and blue eyes. He has a slightly muscular built. A long scar is embedded just above his shoulder reaching the side of his neck.

Personality:
        Prince is not as charming as his name says. He is cranky and hot tempered and could easily loose his cool over minuscule things. Smiles and chuckles are very rare for the boy, one could always find him with a frown on his face. The only time he's in a good mood when he waskes up after his precious catnaps. Others would think he's a lazy person for just sleeping all day, but to him it's his way of conserving his strength. After all with all the undead walking around, who knows what kind of trouble would come out of those doors.

        Bust despite his crankiness and cold attitude, he's a responsible and obedient young man who follows orders and that acts immediately. He's cunning and thinks on his feet and has excellent strategic planning skills, though it's over powered by his constant need to follow those who are above him. All in all he acta more as a lapdog to the military than a leader to his people. A waste of his talents.

Hobby:
        Sleeping, When he's not following orders from the headmasters, he would sleep in any position he could find. He has made this a special talent of his, finding any awkward position a comfortable way to sleep. He has even tried sleeping while standing upright.

Rank:
        Frontier

Background:
        Prince grew up with military Mother. She was a general and she was hell proud of it. She raised her son to be brave, intelligent and careful. Weather it came to a game of tag or fight in the streets she raised him to see everything as a war zone and that he had to survive. That way of teaching was how the boy had survived the outbreak. But despite him surviving, his mother did not. When the apocalypse had reached it's peak, him and his mother had barricaded themselves in their home. The makeshift fort lasted for a few months until the undead had found a weak spot and entered their home. Like the soldier his mother was, she faught against the zombies fearlessly as she had forced her son to escape. Once he had found his way out he was then taken by another soldier and brought him to a safew place. He never found out if his mother had died that day. All he had was a scar that he had received from her during their many months of training.

So begins...

Prince Matthew Sebastian's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Katrina Milan Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Kallin Harper Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson

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#, as written by Zinai
Fiacre was tired. Very, tired. Nevertheless, he had to start up the academy's new year, new start and new arc! He sighed as he positioned his dark, glossy officer cap onto his soft red hair. As he stood up, he patted the dust off the back of his pants, and walked up to his door. Pulling on the collar of his uniform, he watched as dust flew off, and looked at it, disgusted. Sighing, he said, "These old uniforms are disgusting...how long have they been sitting underneath the academy?". He looked at the picture of Chief Headmaster Erik Kreutzer (See "Z Academy"), and pouted at him. "An year younger than me....kid doesn't know how to treat his elders". Delicately, he picked up his white ceremonial gloves and started to pull them into place. Looking back at his room, he opened the door with a steady motion, and quickly closed it.

Almost immediately, a group of Slayers had arranged themselves into place. "We're here to take you to the auditorium, sir!", one of the soldiers in the front row declared. Nodding his head, Fiacre replied, "Yeah, yeah...I could've managed on my own, but if you insist". Following along with the large group, he headed towards the backdoor of the stage. In front of him, he could see that the auditorium was large, yet only half the seats were filled. Grimacing at the sight, he asked the closest guard, "This is it?". The guard, looking back at the sheet in front of him, he nodded. "That's all sir". Letting out a big puff of breath, he quietly noted, "That brat has got to be kidding me...only sending me like, 800 units. I'd require at least 2000 so it could run smoothly". Looking back at the thought, he restated, "And then again...I should thank him for sending me that much. It's probably not the least, but the most I can get".

Fiacre slowly walked up to the stand, and looked at the large pool and litter of freshman and students. He carefully tapped the mic to make sure it was working, and placed a sheet in front of him. "Welcome to Sector Two! This is another institute and academy nearby the main Z Academy. In here, we will be learning exactly what we learn in the main facility; Survival, Slaying, Intelligence, etc. All these subjects will lead you on your path to survival and resistance against the undead. Now, I know and can see that we have a few soldiers, but I like that. You guys will all be expected to study to your hardest and never forget anything important!". Pacing back, he raised his hand towards a buff, tough looking woman. "I am honored. I'd like to introduce to you all, General Katrina Milan. We are lucky, to have such a dedicated, excellent teacher in this facility! And as of now by the order of the Chief Headmaster, General Katrina Milan will be promoted into a Marshal! Please, all of you, give her a round of applause!". The crowd applauded. Even if the facility held only 800 people, the cheering and applause was loud. Fiacre could've sworn they had just attracted a mass of DIOCs (Dead with Infection on Contact). Raising his hand to silence them, Fiacre moved on. "You will all be here for a total of 4 years! That's enough to teach you, pack you up, and get you out of this academy! Now, I'm pretty sure you're all wondering why we're going to kick you out? Well, if I had to give it a case, it's because we need space for more freshman, so that they can also learn and survive. Of course, if you graduate, you will also be given a choice to stay in the resistance corps. But be warned; your condition of living will be overcome with grief and stress. You will be forced to risk your life in combat, and even possibly die from orders". The crowd chattered at that. It definitely caught their attention. Having such danger after their years of learning? They didn't like it, but they agreed to it already, so it was too late. "Finally, I want to give you something to inspire you all. To be generous and also cautious at the same time, I have breached some of the codes of conducts, and have crossed an important law; Weapons will be prohibited on school grounds and must not be held by Recruits and Trainees. Well, to hell with that!". Fiacre gripped his desk. "Humanity doesn't have much time left! We all need to ensure that our species will survive against those...things. So, I will present to all of you, a weapon of your choice. No, no, no...we won't have bullshit like scythes or whatever the fuck your imagination will immediately go to. It's all standard and primary choices!. Relaxing his arms a bit, Fiacre dropped back a bit. "Now, your homeroom teachers will be explaining the system and all about the academy before we move onto the subjects. I expect a lot from you all, and will be expecting more". Turning back, Fiacre started to walk away. He quickly stopped, and turned. "Oh. By the way..". Grinning evilly at the next words that were about to come out, Fiacre said, "If I see any of you pulling guns or whatever shit on each other, I will find you, trap you, and pierce holes throughout your whole body". Turning back again, he chuckled. "La vie n'est pas juste".

Quickly arriving back at the office, he looked at the servant. "C-comment cela? Je ne croisais pas que je dois faire ca une autre fois....J'ai deja dit que je ne suis pas bon avec les groupes grandes et forts" ("H-how was that? I can't believe I have to go through that again...I already told you that I'm not good with large, loud groups"). The servant lifted his head. "You did great, sir Fiacre. Most honorable and amazing". Sighing. Fiacre sat down onto his leather chair. He turned it around once, and wondered how the students were doing.

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Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain

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His prey was near. The Beast could smell the sweet aroma of human blood, which dripped from a wound he himself had caused. The sent lead The Creature to a small room that held broken down mechanical parts. The oil almost over powered the sent of blood. But luckily The Beast had excellent vision and could spot the huddled form of his prey in the corner. He sunk low to the ground and inched towards the human. A growl escaped his lips and the human jumped in fear. A wicked grin grew upon The Beasts face, and he lunged.


Carrie's eyes raised from the printed words on her book in time to see the people near her break into loud clapping. Her eye twitched in annoyance at the echoing noise. Slowly it died down and Carrie could focus on the people on the stage. Her gaze rested on the man talking, dressed in some uniform and wearing a hat that rested atop red hair slightly brighter then her own.

Most of his words didn't interest Carrie, but at the subject of weapons she perked up. She thought of her own weapons, stuffed into her locker far away. Her fingers itched to hold the cold metal of her twin pistols, and the hilt of her long blade. The people around her seemed excited also. Carrie couldn't help but wonder what weapons they had.

As the man began to leave Carrie stuffed her book into the bag that rested at her feet and popped her neck. When she stood she could see a few rows down a student sleeping. She chuckled. At least I'm not the only distracted one. She paused. I guess I have to wake him up. No one else seems to care.
Shouldering her bag Carrie moved towards the sleeping student. She poked him in the shoulder, but true to her nature said nothing.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain

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"This is why I wasn't going to go to school but I promise mom.." He said with a faint smile as he listen to the head give his speech he took notes as best as he could he looked over at the so call president sleeping " Tch so call president " he said with a small laugh as the head master left he gather his stuff and began walking he saw the girl trying to wake the president up " Here let me help " he said as he kick the chair making the president fall he laugh a little and extended his hand "sorry I just though I should give god a break from all your praying " he waited for the president to either yell or take his hand with a smile on his face.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson

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Carrie waited with both an amused and confused expression. All she tried to do was wake the sleeping guy. She bit her lip. Isn't that the president? Wow, sleeping during the headmaster speech. Good role model. Wait. I read during it. Carrie let out a sigh that was so quiet the other most likely couldn't hear. Tightening her grip on her bag she turned to leave and nearly collided with another student. Carrie shot her an annoyed look and started to walk away when she spoke.

Carrie froze and tuned back to the girl. Outside? Shit. She thought. Carrie glanced to the two boys and wished she had her weapon. She gazed at the president, head tilted slightly and stared with a questioning gaze. She'd hear what he'd have to say before doing or say anything.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson

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" Relax there is steel door between them and us besides our weapon room isn't far if anything happen we could hide there " He said with as smile as he pushed his glasses up and smile " Shigura Yukito a pleasure to meet you " He said extending his hands " If you girls would like the far end of the yard is quiet since zombies don't get close to that place without getting shot " He said and waited for them to introduce themselves and the president to get up still he chuckle thinking of his early actions.

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Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur

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"....are you sure this is a good idea?", asked Fiacre to his butler. The news of DIOCs approaching wasn't too alarming to him, but what was alarming, was that the butler suggested he does not help. "Sir", said the weary butler. "This is a good opportunity to evaluate the strength and willpower of the students. We should watch and see how they take down this unbearable sight". Fiacre thought at the idea. "Hm. Not a bad idea. I think it's pretty fortunate that a bunch of DIOCs have found us. Very well, I'll allow this. Yet, do remember; If by chance one of these students gets infected, hurt, or even KILLED, I will walk out there myself, and leave no traces of the DIOCs behind". The butler bowed in respect. Sitting back on his leather chair and placing his arms onto the shoulder rests, he looked down the window, and slowly smiled. "Exciting.".

Suddenly, the door of the headmaster opened. Out revealed a young man. As pale as his hair was, the young man's face was covered in cold sweat. Fiacre looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "Well?".

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur

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The blond stood there looking up at the head master. For a while he stayed silent awaiting orders from the headmaster. "The students are getting agitated," He spoke up after a while.He wasn't at all afraid of the fact that Zombies were entering campus, he was more afraid of the decision of the headmaster. Would he entrust Prince to order the students to reach havoc over the attackers out side? Or would he ask them to stay down and keep to themselves as they cower in their seats? He had a stronger feeling that the red head would ask him to take the first action.

From his location he wasn't sure if there were more outside the doors, he hoped though that every body was still calm back in the auditorium. He couldn't help but wonder what the three teenagers that had woken him up earlier were doing. He hoped though that they obeyed him by not doing anything stupid.

"Sir?" He said after a long pause. "I'm pretty confident we can handle it, but I can't assure you we are ready for the situation." He was sure that they could at least fire a gun, which would probably be enough to take on a handful of zombies. They were a military school after all so at least the students know the basics of fighting--or at least know how not to get them selves killed. "What should we do sir?" The student council president asked. "Should we fight? I know the walls would be strong enough, but...if they increase in numbers it would probably give in. Then that would be more of a problem." He stopped as he looked away realizing that he was babbling again. It was a bad habit of his to speak out his mind. He bit down on his bottom lip as he awaited orders from the French man. "What action must we take?"

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Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Isaac Schofield

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Isaac knocked on the door to the headmasters office twice with two resounding raps, his usual knock. He looked a mess.
Torn and worn flecktarn fatigues with rags, soaked in gore, tied to them. He was tall, built like most soldiers, and had neon blue eyes that shone through all the grime on his face. His face held onto a 2 week beard and he looked like he hadn't slept in days to top it all off. Heck , some newer folks might take him for an undead save for the fact he didn't sway like a drunken fool, though he probably smelt as bad as either one by this point. He clutched a notebook in his filthy left hand and started to get impatient and knocked once more with two quick raps.

He had been out scouting the dead for the last 3 weeks, learning about them, learning where they moved, how they hunted, where they slept if they did, and so on. He had discovered a large gathering spot about 50 km north , north west of FOB DO-4
and found out that they recently received causalities in mass due to bandits opening a hole in their wall. The horde that was at the door step now was a fraction of a large horde that was moving through like it did every three months. He needed to advise the Headmaster of the horde and the bandits that seemed to be using the dead to take out their supply bases and steal what little we had gathered over the last few years.

He shifted his weight and was about to knock on the door once more. "Sir, It's Me." He said to the door.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson Character Portrait: Isaac Schofield

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Carrie rolled her eyes, but of you looked closely you could see a small smirk. She took a position next to Yukito and slide her twin pistols out of their holster. She pinched on eye closed and took aim with a gun in each hand. One shot rang out, soon followed by another and soon enough two zombie collapsed to the ground. She gave a chuckle and twisted her aim so they overlapped each other and both guns pointed in different direction. She fired and two zombies, on opposite sides fell.

She turned to fire again but stopped at seeing Cathy with zombies all around her. She sighed and jumped over the bar, putting her pistols back and grabbing her blade. She hit one zombie that got to close to Cathy and it crumpled to the ground.

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Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Isaac Schofield

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Prince's ears picked up the sound of gunfire. With out waiting for his headmaster to speak he walked over to the window looking out at the hord trying to enter the school. Not only was there a group of undead but few vans that were far out into the empty streets. He frowned as he snarled slightly. "I told them not to do anything stupid." He hissed under his breath knowing that those gunfire were from one of his fellow students. He brought his attention back to the red head on the desk. It seemed his question was already been answered by the students, and apparently they needed no direction from him. He turned his head over to the door hearing the other person call from behind it. He straightened his posture thinking it was one of the other headmasters, or an official. He debated with himself if he should excuse himself and assist the brave idiots in their conquest of being heroes, but so far no one seemed to be dead. "Sir, I'll help." he said looking up at the man. "They need assistance."

With that he rushed towards the door, in his hurry he had collided with the older male causing him to stumble, unable to catch his balance he fell onto his rear. He looked up at the older man and gave an apologetic look. "I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention." He said to the sand blond man.

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Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Isaac Schofield

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#, as written by Zinai
Fiacre took a few seconds to think about the prince's request. ".....". Suddenly, in came Isaac. Suddenly thinking of a brilliant idea, he said, "Isaac! What great timing! As you can see, we've brought some DIOCs for dinner. Sadly, the students don't want to be meals, rather they want meals themselves. Why don't you watch over them and do some strategy? Play it like you always do in chess. I'd be thrilled to watch this game". A tiny grin formed on the corner of Fiacre's mouth. "Ah, yes, Prince Matt-something something...whatever your name is-". But by the time Fiacre had said that, the fully-awakened blondie had left. "He left? Oh...that's a disappointment". He turned back to Isaac. "Well Isaac? You heard me. Go! Show me that you deserve being the 2nd headmaster of this academy!". Giving each other salutes, they both left with their minds busy.

Looking back up at the picture of the chief headmaster, he smirked. "Looks like we got attacked first, Erik. I wonder how it feels for us to start the strike?".

Given the time that the attack had started, Fiacre thought, ".....50 minutes have passed? I hope they finish this quick, otherwise I'll end it with a disappointing mark". He looked out the window and saw all the undead walking towards his academy. It wasn't an army, luckily. Rather it was a herd. It looked like it accidentally walked into their hideout. "Psh. Luck? Nah, rather the sound attracted them". Suddenly, the zombies started to burn. His eyes glinted, as he watched excitingly. "Ohh? Something new. I like that...burning them. A new experience for all of us! What a great start of the year!". He watched, and laughed. Though this wasn't in the main purpose of training; eliminating zombies; like the chief headmaster said, they were there to learn how to survive in this cruel world. Possibly building back mankind's reputation and population? The answer wasn't too predictable.

(Sorry for the late reply. I was stuck in a pile of paperwork...anyways. Yeah sorry. xXcandlejackXx, I need you to change your picture to an anime character....I mean a character can't be knives and I want the rp to look anime-ish and more semi-realistic. Thanks)

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian

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((OOC: Oh gosh xD I took a nap for a moment and so much already happened let me drag Prince along ;-; ))


The whole time Prince kept himself hidden in the shadows. It seemed even during the fight the three seemed to be holding up on their own so he decided he would stay out of their way and let them have their fun. He especially did not want to deal with the older man screaming at them, thought he did have to admit it was very impressive. Since he didn't do much in the battle he decided he could at least do some dirty work. He sighed as he went to the battle grounds and took a broom. He arched his brow seeing the younger boy and approached him. He couldn't help but sigh as he began to sweep up the ashes. "I told you guys not to do anything stupid, and you disregarded my words and went on anyway." He shrugged. "But I have to say, it was fun to watch you. Not bad." The president said smirking a little. "Did the head master punish you? Or are you being a masochist and punishing yourself?"

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain

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"A little of both, I mean it is fair we clean this I just don't see why they would allow zombies so close to us " He said as he swept and smile " I was the one who was at fault I shot the first shot and lit the fire President, I though you went to pray and to be hones there was a student very worry about the zombies I just did my best to keep them out of danger " He said as he dump the ashes into a nearby trash can " Also I cook something for the students hot beef pot if you would like some I suggest getting some now before it cools and the meat goes soft" He said with a smile as he pushed his glasses up " I can finish here the ashes are easy to sweep I'm almost done plus I don't think you should clean my mess " He said dumping more ash into the trash can " I'm sorry for the incident in the auditorium I hope there is not hard feelings, I'm Shigura Yukito a pleasure to meet you " He said with a bow.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian

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The blond wrinkled his nose. "If you must know, I didn't go off and pray," he said as he continued to make a small pile of ashes then putting some of it in the dust pan. "I reported to the Headmaster and asked what would be the best thing to do. He thought that it would be wise to watch us fight, which is why I didn't stop you in the first place." He shrugged for a moment as he flashed a small smile. "Well that's very thoughtful of you." He arched his brow the thought of food was tempting but looking at the mess it was going to take more than just one boy. "I'm sue the others need more." He said as continued to grow the pile the dustpan. He blinked a few times and shook his head. "You don't have to act so formal." He chuckled sighed a little turning pink from the formality of the boy. He wasn't at all use to it. He turned away for a moment an rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm Prince Sebastian. I'd preffer you to just call me Prince." He said grinning at the boy.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian

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" Princes huh well nice to meet you prince " He said with smile and adjusted his glasses as they finish" I got a question why did you come to the academy and what are you going to do when you graduate " He said with curiosity and look for his reaction, as he scoop the last pile of ash and walked over to the trash can. He pick up his jacket and walked over to the president to hear his answer still curious of the answer as he had hear the other had given him it was very inspiring to learn about other dreams " I know is hard to be the head masters heir so i know you must have a great reason to remain motivated."

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian

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Prince arched his brow noticing the boy adjust his glasses. He seems to do it quite a lot perhaps it was a mannerism? Either that or he assumed that the boy's classes didn't fit him right. He chuckled a little at the thought. The arm smile faded at his question. Why was he in the school? He asked himself as he froze looking down at the pile of ashes he made. For a moment he staid silent. His hand unconsciously reached over his shoulder, moved his shirt slightly exposing some skin. There one could see the large ugly scar that started to the back of his neck all the way across his shoulder. He pressed his lips together as he thought. This would be his second school year and yet he still didn't know what he would do. "I just want to make my mother proud." He said as he shook his head. Now's not the time to be glum. The grin had once again returned on his face as his hand dropped, his scar now in plain sight. "Maybe I'll try to be apply for a position as a teacher here." He shrugged to himself. "Maybe even be a head master like Fiacre." It was no secret how much he looked up to the red head. Half of his batch would kid how much of a fan boy he was. "And you?" He asked the raven haired student. "How did you end up in Hell? And what are you going to do once you get out?" He asked leaning on the wooden staff of the broom.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian

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He looked at the scar and nod he too knew what that felt " My brother and I we lost our mother during a raid, during her last moment she directed us to this academy apperantly...my...father work with the head master " He said through his teeth mentioning his father was something he didn't like as he knew very well what he had done " Anyway my brother was smart enough to get into the main branch he is quite skilled always been, and me well I guess I was lucky to made it here " He said as he took his glasses up and then clean them pushing them on " Anyway I want to be able to change this world I know a lot of medicine I could be a doctor but i want to use my skill to find a cure, but what I want most is to make the people who unleashed this pay." He said as his hands turn into fist " I owe it to everyone I must undo the wrongs that have been left behind by my brethren " He said he notice the presidents stare at his glasses" they are special glasses not to see better they are to down grade my vision you could say I suffer from a medical condition that makes my eyes too sensitive if I take this glasses I will be able to see the exact amount a fly can flap its wings before it rest is quite annoying" He smiled pushing his glasses up " When my eyes catch a glimse of the world from the side of my glasses I get disoriented so I have to push them so I can re focus my eyes " He smiled and close his eyes " is not all bad being able to have such vision allows me to copy down to the exact detail any action I have seen as long as my body is condition to do it, I learn to roll with it even have a small amount of prediction with it"

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian

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" That's why I ask your for your dreams, I want to be able to help you guys reach your goals we are in this together now I won't let you guys down and I knlw you won't let me down "He smiled and laugh a little at the sleeping comment " Hey I could go for a nap my self is been a long day, I think I should turn in anyway check out the kitchen I think you should still eat " He said as he gathere the broom and the dust pan and deposit them nearby a supplies closet " Well prince I will see you in class, let's reach those goals together " He said extending his hand towards prince in a motion of let's shake on it.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain

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((OOC sorry about not being active for a few hours. It got late here so I fell asleep.))

Carrie glanced around as Yukito left. The others students whispered and pointed at her. She shifted uncomfortably and grabbed her food. Walking swiftly to the exit she stopped to dump her half eaten meal before exiting the broom. Sighing in relief from the absent gazes and she looked around and spotted a broom closet. Knowing Yukito couldn't and shouldn't do the work himself she opened the door and grabbed an armful of trash bags and a few pairs of gloves. Shutting the door quietly she made her way to the mess. She stopped short and seeing that Yukito wasn't alone and no longer cleaning. What's the president doing? Is he mad at us? Shrugging she walked over to the two and cleared her throat to show she was present.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain

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"Well that's pretty nobel of you." The blond chuckled a little knowing that in this world they best they could do is to work together. "I'll probably do that." He then looked down at the boy's hand now covered in ashes. His eyes then shifted up and smirked taking his hand and gave it a hard shake. He seemed like a trust worthy guy, definitely someone to be careful around but it was not likely he was one to just shoot your sleep. "I'll see you around," He said as he turned cleaning up the rest of the ashes. With the two working there was definitely less dirt than before though it seemed like it needed a little more elbow work. He looked up as he heard another person. "Oh," He blinked a few times and looked up at the familiar girl. "Came to help clean your mess?" The president smirked playfully at the female.

((OOC: Sorry my mind drew a blank at this point =x=))

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain

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Carrie nodded and offered him a pair of gloves. She wondered why the president was helping. After all, he did tell them not to go after the zombies. Realizing that it didn't really matter anymore she tossed Yukito his own pair of gloves and slipped her own on.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson

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Carrie nodded her thanks and happily took her pistol back. Holding the cold metal in her hands, she stared at it looking for an blemishes. Finding none she gave Cathy an approving nod and holstered her gun. Carrie raised an eyebrow when the girl asked about her knives. Shrugging she pointed to a steaming body that had a knife protruding from its neck.

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Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Kallin Harper Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson Character Portrait: Andreas Petrovic Character Portrait: Isaac Schofield

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#, as written by Zinai
Another 40 minutes have passed. As Fiacre predicted, the students were finished with the herd, yet, he still sighed. "The kids have lowered my expectations....". The butler looked up at him, unaware that the herd was almost done for. "It is over, sir?". Nudging his head towards the window, Fiacre replied, "Yeah...I guess it is...but they were way too slow. In fact, I haven't even received a report yet!". The butler looked out once again, and noticed Isaac walking around. "Well, we do have one who's dedicated". Turning back to the window and looking down, the corner of his lips curved quickly. "Yup. He's good to go. Might as well keep that one, he's plenty dedicated".

He quickly started smelling the burnt flesh. With a grinning face, he laughed. "This smell! Ah...I can already smell the glory and honor in the air!". The butler scrunched his face. "Um. Sir. All I can smell is the nasty stench of rotten cow meat that was overly burned and sprayed by skunk". Fiacre snorted a chuckle. "It's not something that you can smell. It's something that only people who have experienced probably more than a thousand victories can smell". He looked down and noticed that all the students were cleaning up. "Good to see that the kids finally know what to do. I hope they get better at this...or they're gonna get us all killed one day".

He sat up from his chair, slipped on his hat, and hung his headmaster uniform on his back. He quickly grabbed his weapons belt, and fastened it on. The butler looked up at him with a questioning look. Looking back at him as he noticed the look, Fiacre said, "No need to be worried. I'm merely checking up on the students. I'll see to them, and also give them a rank for elimination of the undead". He left the office, pushing open both doors. The arm sleeves of the uniform waved around as Fiacre made sharp turns, and his boots made loud "Clinks" as it hit the floor. Soldiers closeby, saluted as he walked past him. Every time it happened, before they couldn't hear him, Fiacre would reply, "At ease. Keep up the good work".

Finally, he arrived before the burnt corpses. He opened the door to the outside and took a deep breath. "......Ahhhh...the smell of victory indeed". He looked before the students, and awaited them for their first action when seeing an officer.

(GM; The following must start roleplaying and being active: Kallin Harper, Andreas Petrovic. Katrina Milan can start whenever she wants, there's been something bad going on in her life, sooo...yeah. Anyways, the two following must start roleplaying)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson

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Carrie turned to shrug at the girl, but froze as she notices who was standing in the doorway. She stared at him for a few moments before snapping to attention. She moved from her position bending over a body and straightened her back, and jerked her hand into a salute.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Yukito Shigura Character Portrait: Prince Matthew Sebastian Character Portrait: Fiacre Douleur Character Portrait: Carrie Mundain Character Portrait: Catherine Darenson

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" Headmaster sir!! " He said with a salute as he straighten his posture " We are just about done with the clean up, I apologize if we broke any rules it won't happen again" He said as he lowered his salute and took the trash can carrying it over to the dumpster outside he empty the contents if the trash can and made his way back. He saw the girls and smile as he walked over to them then turn to the head master " I don't know if the president has given you a report but here is our sir " He said handy him a piece of note book where he had written down the details of what had transpire the night before " Also if you would like i can give you the oral report as well "" He said as he waited for the headmaster to respond.

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