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Levi Schultz

"Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me."

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a character in “Aeonis Academy for Demigods”, as played by ℘ℓ∪tø

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"Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me"







[ 400 Lux | Lorde ]



Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ 696969- Grey || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ 8293CA - Lilac





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FULL NAME
      [font=timesnewroman]Levi (lee-vye- Meaning 'attached' in Hebrew)

      Lucca (Lew-cha- Meaning 'Light' in Italian)

      Jericho (Jeh-ri-kow- Meaning 'City of the Moon' in Hebrew)

      Schultz (Ch-ults - Meaning 'Overseer' in German)

NICKNAME(S)
      Freckles (Intimate, affectionate, used by friends. - It would be rather abrupt for a relative stranger to use this.)

      Otherwise, his name is relatively short, so nicknames are rarely a necessity, he goes by Levi to mostly everyone except from his superiors or teachers, who, for the most part, know him as Schultz, or 'The boy who is helping everyone with their work but forgot to do his'.

GENDER
      Male

AGE[/color]
      [font=timenewroman]Eighteen

GODLY  PARENT
      Artemis

      Goddess of the hunt, goddess of wild animals, the moon, wilderness, childbirth and virginity. Also, the protector of young children.

SEXUALITY
      Homosexual (Closeted... to a degree)

      Most people had a vague idea a while back, although they've never said anything to him as they don't want to embarrass/upset him.€

NATIONALITY
      German & Italian


[center]"Hey, wait, I've got a new mistake"


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HEIGHT
      He hit his growth spurt instantaneously one summer, and he grew almost like an empire would... slowly but prosperously. He now stands exactly five feet and ten inches and he does not crouch or stand impossibly tall when he walks- he does not find height to be a defining factor in attractiveness, and as such does not set himself standards for height.

WEIGHT
      From infancy, Levi was the infamous child that could consume copious amount of unhealthy food and stay (to the chagrin of the others) relatively svelte. Of course, he has settled down from the years when his appetite was so large that he ate approximately ten whole pizzas in a handful of hours, however, he is no stranger to the endorphins released from a bucket of 'Kentucky Fried Chicken'... but now his food is mostly exotic in some way (he finds it exciting) and loaded with spices hotter than the blue flames of hell- or should I say the underworld. His statuesque proportions and light muscle bring him to the range of 145-150 pounds

HAIR COLOR
      Delicate is a single word that comes to mind if you were asked to describe Levi's hair color. Although even you yourself would perhaps not consciously know why you were using that particular adjective to describe someone's hair color, of all things. His hair is best described as a delicate, warm chestnut brown streaked with lighter colours as laugh lines are on an elderly visage. He spends a lot of his free time outdoors and, subsequently, his hair color reflects that.
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EYE COLOR
      His eyes seem to light up as they talk to someone. They are the guideline to his personality, almost as you think can see a canine's feelings through their eyes. You find yourself drawn to his eyes as someone more perverted would be drawn to other such things anatomically, and you can't help but try to figure out the color... sometimes you settle on blue, the sort of blue that is in rockpools that children poke at with stub-like fingers but sometimes also green... the sort of pale green that tints our eyes in spring as we watch the lambs fall about on toothpick legs. In truth, his eyes seem to sit in the middle of these two colors- an almost milky blend of the colours that can be seen from millions of lightyears away if one were to look upon our planet from such a distance: blue and green.

SKIN TONE
      His skintone is a decidedly european... ashy sort of skintone. He is lightly tanned, again from spending the majority of his time outside, not wearing sunblock and carelessly letting ultraviolet rays seep into his skin as he sleeps on the grounds of the academy, dreaming of sweet things. His skin is freckled, freckles run along his nose, to his cheeks, down the back of his neck and to his shoulders- they finally fade away at the small of his back, but run along his arms to his wrist. Affectionately, he is called freckles, and he doesn't mind it because he doesn't mind the little spots of memories of when he lay in the sun and dreamed of sweet things.



"I find comfort in the kindness of strangers."


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PERSONALITY
      ✦ GENIAL ✧ SWEET ✦ NEUROTIC ✧ COMPULSIVE ✦ LOYAL ✦

      He had always been, what they call 'a people pleaser'. He speaks in a voice like honey, corroding severity within whatever room he is placed. His voice is Tuscan, lightly accented, his vowels rounded and whispered and his sentences looped together when he speaks. His voice is laughing, controlled, modulated, and he dares not be too loud. This is telling of the boy himself, in a perhaps arcane fashion.

      Firstly, I shall start off saying that Levi Schultz is a good person, by the standards of how we categorize humans as if we were analyzing a painting by picasso- and it comes fairly naturally to him. Since infancy and childhood (which seems like a sepia-toned daydream) he has always been incredibly helpful and supportive of others, he has always naturally found himself commiting acts of kindness without thinking about it. By this description, you may think that he is perfect or one-dimensional- you would be wrong in this assumption, as this is the first paragraph, the exterior of a layered personality. Levi Schultz did not exactly ride the cheerful train to Aeonis, he is a demigod, and as such has some level (however small) of tragedy in his life.

      He learned about death at five when his mama's mama died. And since then, Levi has been extremely neurotic. "Levi I'm going on a walk" would result in a hour of his mind arguing loudly on about the statistics of accidental deaths and how you were so in danger and he would frighten himself and probably run to see if you were dead because mama said that death is coming to all of us. He thinks of himself as protective, but his behavior worries those who know about it. Although... its just Levi, right? Little Levi. And when he's not doing that he sanitizing all of the handles exactly three times and cleaning and cleaning and cleaning because the germs are gonna make all of us sick. Thats what mama said and Levi lives by Mama's rules. They said he had a little bit of "oh-cee-dee" but he's just making sure no one dies before their hourglass runs out (thats how mama used to say it) He's locking the doors and the windows exactly three times each and he's checking that everyone is safe and sound because he takes it upon himself and blames himself greatly if anything happens.

      Homophobic insults were radioactive around him, the toxicity of their tongues and their atomic punches. Levi was no longer his name. It was Freak and Homo and a whole slew of insults the small boy from Tuscany could not comprehend. Alien language. When he figured out the true poison on their tongues (he learned swear words in English with a giggle) his smile faltered and his eyes trained themselves to the ground. Crushed. Bullying subsided in middle school when he gained a large group of friends, drawn in by his electricity and warmth, the smooth accent and kind words... however he gained something that remains to his day. Panic Attacks. If he becomes overwhelmed he's transmutated to an ocean somewhere and thrown in without warning- gasping, breathless, frightened. He suffocates on his own fears, his own body and he's thinking that everybody is looking and staring and calling him those toxic names and he's scared so scared.Mama always said that you needed to learn to swim.

      Needless to say, he grew to dislike himself.

      It was around that time when he began to suspect he was different to the other boys at school. While they were chasing girls with cheeky grins and bad pick-up lines, he was content in talking to the stars about them and pointing out the different constellations. On some level- he wanted the boys to tell him those pick up lines but then he'd say no, no, no... I'm not... gay to himself and he'd push it to the back of his mind over and over. A heart of gold hung heavy within his chest.

      His innocence and mirth is clear- it's infectious, even- and he's making flower crowns and he's laughing with his friends. Levi likes the outdoors- without the pressure of walls and ceilings door handles and, ironically, he feels like the grass is his home. His view on life is unfalteringly optimistic, even idealistic and he's almost never seen without a smile lighting up his eyes. He's fumbling over his words and making dad jokes but everyone's smiling so it's fine that he's a bit of a dork.

      The stars were always his happy place. Knowing that in a lifetime those little shapes in the sky never change gives him something solid to look on. As the sly darkens and the silky fingers of the night stretches its long fingers across the time old worn sky the stars come out to play. They never change and there ever appearing shapes brings him small comfort in a world that seems to be frayed at the edges with chaos. After realising his dream was near impossible, he decided to make it possible. To touch the stars, he found the snow- glittering white in the sun. That was his stars. To touch the stars, he became one.


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LIKES
      ✦SMILES - Levi finds happiness is others' happiness. Being around the boy could lift the moods of most, if slight. He sometimes is funny or even cute without noticing it, but when he's trying to crack jokes it turns out laughable and funny in an altogether different way.
      ✧PHOTOGRAPHY - Photos, to him, are snapshots of life in its purest, most unadulterated form. Where an artist might miss the crease in someones smile, or the exact amaranth pink of the clouds at sunset, a photograph will capture it and more. He tends to take photographs around campus. sometimes non-consensual, his explanation is that if it is staged, it is not completely true
      ✦STARS - Stars, of course... things of beauty and even mystery. It is not uncommon to find Levi out at night, looking at the stars, the countless amount. He just stares at the stars and ponders the universe.
      ✧COOKING - Levi is excellent at cooking- his family, for generations, have owned numerous restaurants, cafes and eateries of various delicatessens- he finds it a nice experience to cook- it is almost catharsis for him, and a way to relieve stress for sure. The sights and smells excite him; from the sweetness of salt, to the spice and salt.


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DISLIKES
      ✦ARITHMETIC - Levi possesses an artist's brain, philosophical and waxing poetic. Mathematics does not really agree with him.
      ✧GERMS - His obsessive compulsive tendencies have given him an acute fear of germs... especially in and around his living space. He has been known to clean his weapons during battle. A rumor went around last year that he was getting married to a bottle of Windex.
      ✦ MISTREATMENT- A strong sense of justice is present in the boy. Whether it is the mistreatment of animals or of people, it is something he will not stand for.
      ✧LARGE CITIES - He likes living in more intimate settings, knowing people he passes by in the street. When he moved to New York, it was a culture shock and not a pleasant one.
      ✦POLLUTION - Noxious gases above cities aren't something to be proud of. Levi can be a "tree-hugger" when he wants, he knows how to "hang" with Demeter kids. And yes, that was his words. I swear that boy acts like a dad trying to be 'hip' like 97% of the time.


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TALENTS
      ✦SWORDSMANSHIP - Although typical for offspring of Artemis, Levi prides himself on his exceptional sword skills. He is relatively skilled in weaponry (Another Artemis trait), however he is most proficient in swordsmanship.
      ✧HISTORICAL KNOWELDGE - History class is a fucking breeze for him and he's known for having an impressive knowledge, especially of dates and such things. Day the battle of the Alamo ended? Child's play. March 6th 1836.
      ✦SOCIAL SKILLS - Despite his quirks, Levi is a sociable young man and easy to get along with. He's very trusting of others- he would put his trust in a complete stranger if he felt they were being genuine. There's someone alone? Bam. Levi's there. He'll come up and start the weirdest conversations with you and he'll compliment you at all the right moments and guess what? He's not even trying.
      ✧AGILITY - He's a fast runner, yes, with stamina for sure, but what sets him apart is his agility, his almost parkour-like ability. He's up a tree in a dozen seconds and you look away, look back and he's five steps ahead of you and running and laughing. He treats his body as one may treat a sports car, and as such his skills in the agility apartment are quite admirable.

FLAWS
      ✦HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT - Although skilled in weaponry, without a sword or bow in hand, his hand-to-hand combat skills are lacking. He never gets the rhythm, and always gets punched or kicked in the face.
      ✧PANIC ATTACKS - It has happened more than once in a variety of places- once at a party, another time in the middle of battle, another time in the midst of swimming one of Poseidon's kids had to save him from drowning although he's a relatively strong swimmer
      ✦SELFLESSNESS - Empathy is considered an admirable trait, but in battle it is not exactly ideal. And Levi's empathy is boundless, and it becomes a problem when in sparring he stops and says "Mi dispiace, did I hurt you?"
      ✧SELF-CONFIDENCE - After years of bullying, he unconsciously does it to himself. He doubts himself immensely, does not believe he can do most things. He finds it tough to muster up confidence.

FEARS
      ✦DYING ALONE
      ✧SUFFOCATING
      ✦EVERYONE SECRETLY DISLIKES HIM


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FAMILY
      MARCELLA Calista Bisognin-Schultz / Step-Mother / Forty-two
      Relationship Status | Above average
      Description | Marcella did not know her simple tales of wisdom would stick with Levi in such a manner- of course, it was not her fault. She has been his surrogate mother since before he could speak... he sees her as his mother.

      LUCILLE Belle Schultz-Bisognin / Sister / Ten
      Relationship Status | Protective
      Description | Levi is extremely protective over his little sister, they have a good relationship but sometimes Luci feels smothered by his affection.

      ANDREAS Thomas Schultz / Father / Forty-four
      Relationship Status | Pleasant
      Description | A traditionalist in his views, Levi is scared to tell him and so he keeps it bottled inside. Otherwise, pretty standard relationship.
      Description

BIO
      MEMORIES :: not particularly in chronological order

      Age 5, Italy

      Somewhere in his past there is a small boy walking across a two-day field of untouched snow. He is trying not to break the surface, leaving the canvas of winter unspoken. To accomplish this, he is holding her breath, as if that will make him lighter, as if that will pull him into the air. He knows how to walk across the surface of snow without leaving any tracks. He cannot teach you how to do this, but He'll tell you a secret: "It has nothing to do with weight.

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      Age 14, USA

      In the bottom of the bottle, there are no answers. Downcast eyes search for something, anything, to find only their own reflections, distorted and mute in the glass. Hollow people become transparent when you stare at their reflections long enough. Levi's cheeks are tinted light pink as he stares at the host of the party; Aaron Dulheimer- his best friend's older brother. The dust begins to settle on the room once more, the people in a large circle. Aaron lights a cigarette and raises it to his lips with the careless precision of somebody who has held onto a bad habit just a little too long. In the darkness, the tiny tip simply illuminates his soft features, giving them a radiance that contrasts with his rugged appearance. Girls look at Aaron and they blush too. The bottle spins. Aaron. The bottle is respun as all the girls in the room look hopeful. Levi watches it intently- a sort of amused jealousy. But he realised people were staring at him. No... it had landed on him!

      "Re-spin- people of the same sex don't count." Aaron smirked and Levi rested back on his palms. I guess that was... expected. He bit his lip, feigning a laugh.

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      Age 7, Italy

      My first mama was gone. Papa said so, - "She's gone, Levi, not coming back, not ever!" - I remember that now. Yet I must have missed something, blinked, perhaps; for now she stands before me quite solid and alive.

      My mama smiles at me, her eyes shinin' bright and clear like drops of moonlight. "Did you miss me, darling?" For a moment, I'm not sure how to answer. tiny lines etching their way into his skin and painting a picture of grief. I breathe in and taste the flour that is like oxygen in the bakery - I can see everything at once, feel every emotion that flickered through my soul in past six years. "Yes," I tell my mother.
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QUIRKS; calls people things in italian. cannot see the difference between bad jokes and good jokes, so laughs at everyones jokes. also makes his fair amount of bad jokes. sticks his tongue out while concentrating. bites his lip- alot. constantly smiling. will steal your blanket. watches cartoons. bakes for his friends. his bag is some mary poppins type shit- he has everything. hums in his sleep. hates friday the 13th. early riser. list maker. makes little notes for his roommate before he leaves for his morning walk. rarely late. carries 5 different types of foreign money "in case.". has a survival kit and escape plan for his dorm for just about everything. habitual. names his weapons. flander-ises words just because "where are the spoodly-doodlies?!" . has an uncanny knowledge of the night sky. CLEANS. worries just a tad too much. actually a pretty good skiier(?) for some reason. tangles his headphones after 1.764 seconds. plans to travel the world. is trilingual (english, italian, german) learning spanish in his spare time. would legit cry if he killed an insect. vegetarian (if you could speak to animals you'd be too). has mild ocd. frecklie-decklies (no but srsly they keep appearing every time he even thinks about the sun). DAD JOKES. strangely great listener. lazy when he's outdoors. really good at history, like, really good. really fucking good at hair braiding (used to braid his sister's hair everyday, now braid king) . gets really scared on airplanes, prefers boats. hates elevators. DAD DANCING. there is a rumor going around that he had a full-blown funeral for a mouse... it is true. gets scared on public transport, cannot be alone. hands out free popsicles in summer what a dork. carries his camera everywhere. has an obsession with socks. owns a onesie. has a very bouncy walk. heavy sleeper. morning person, always gets up in or around 5:45AM unless it's a weekend/party.

Ok I might just love this character (I always start hating my characters mid-writing so this is weird for me) oh lorde. This is what my life has become, fangirling over my own creations... But he's such a cute dork and I have cute dorky things brewing in my head about him.


      Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ✦ robbie wadge

      Pᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ Bʏ ✧ ℘ℓ∪tø

      ⒸⓄⓅⓎⓇⒾⒼⒽⓉ ⓌⒶⓇⓃⒾⓃⒼ
      character basic form © aurei
      modified form ઽ૮૨Α
      edited, modified form Luna Delta; ઽ૮૨Α

      character by ℘ℓ∪tø
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So begins...

Levi Schultz's Story

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───────────────────────── KICKING AT THE SLIGHTEST HARM

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"Man there's a star,
bound to a body inside of me
20 million degrees,
burn a man to his knees
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I REMEMBER MY FIRST LOVE ──────────────────
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YESTERDAY MORNING.

This is his home.

Everything is perfect and clean and nothing is broken. Curled upon the couch under a sea of blankets, life seemed gentler. And In a velveteen world, it’s almost an escape from reality. Levi Schultz had been awake for the past two hours, surrounded by warmth of every caliber and watching cartoons on the room's single television. He sipped camomile tea and watched the steam coil around his mouth and spiral into his lungs as he blew on to the surface, sending tidal waves of boiling liquid to his face and making him throw his head back abruptly in momentary pain. He writhed himself free from his blanket-home, placing the tea carefully on the coffee table and wiping himself with a tissue. The nostalgia was warming his soul in waves as he watched Tom chase Jerry in a hundred billion million different ways. He could almost feel his step-mother's warm touch, his sister's laugh, the smell of the bakery...

"Stupido gatto, non otterrete mai Jerry!" He giggled lyrically to himself, not noticing the exact lingustics of his speech, not caring. It's the hours a lunatic such as him would be watching cartoons aimed at children, it's just half past seven and his morning ritual of incessant cleaning was all but done, so he decided the first day of his senior year was cause for- childish, yes- celebration. Of the Hanna Barbera kind.


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THIS MORNING.

London bridge is falling down. Footsteps fall, a constant heartbeat breaking the silence of the morning. Levi is racing the sunrise. A million child-like voices ring in his ears, a haunting melody. The children from his little home-town, all together, calling out in a song they do not understand. None of them ask 'what is London?' they simply sing. London bridge is falling down. Naivety concealed within the words they blindly call. They are defiant, honestly, carelessly opposing the life they have known. Forever isn't so long when you're small.

He spent his time tracing the ground with a single fingertip, drawing words- words he doesn't even conciously care about, drawing love-hearts, drawing his own name over and over and over again, his legs crossing and uncrossing in an attempt to be comfortable without touching the damp grass, laced with dewdrops that reflected prismatic against his hands. He saw things in the landscape- a patch of bluebells, swaying in the breeze, a bird in the distance- it's song shrill and tuneless, an archway covered with ivy- and he thought of people, friends or otherwise. He has countless memories in these gardens, made friends, lost friends, laughter- and often he'll pass by a spot where he remembers his freshman year- the so-called "brutto anno".

He got up to walk, tired of the bird-song silence and the wind raking through his hair, and he decided to find someone to talk to.
The ghost of a smile lingered on his lips as Levi Schultz ventured nearer to the school, the courtyard. He ached to call out to friends, but there was something about the way the wind was whispering softly against his ear that kept him from doing so. A long time ago, he used to worry that nobody truly wanted him. When they passed him on the stairs, he would ask his self if inside their heads they were wishing he had never arrived. Of course he had mostly grown out of silly talk, but the voice in his head repeats "what if? what if? what if? what if?"

"Breathe Levi, breathe deep" that what Mama used to say, "If you get a little bit anxious just focus on the things your lungs do" He closed his eyes, breathing softly, the sound of air rushing in to his mouth was audible but he didn't particularly mind.

"Silly talk, Levi, silly talk. Your friends like you. If they didn't, they would not talk to you."

Is what Mama said when you were six, her voice lilting as she stroked your hair and whispered goodnight. Every night you'd sing yourself lullabies and nothing could hurt you, not even monsters under the bed and inside the cupboard. The courtyard was sparse- each student talking in their own clique of which Levi was not a part of. He magnetized to the bulletin board, footsteps rythmnic against the ground- his eyes scanning for any information.

"All students report to the Dining Hall at 9:30th for the introductory ceremony. This year we'll be having a special guest speaking at the ceremony, so please attend and be timely about it."

The special guest part was midly intruging for the boy to spend a few minutes pondering the outcomes, or identity of this mysterious 'guest'. However, he settled into a bench near a wall and slid his hand over his phone.

TO: Briar
FROM: Levi
Hey meet me in the courtyard when you get here... Also, mysterious 'guest' at the ceremony! The suspense is killing me ;)





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    L O C A T I O N: Dormroom => Courtyard

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_____Dreams are not real, and neither are nightmares, and yet despite reassuring herself of that fact her heart would not stop beating it's insufferable thump. Her heart wasn't large, so why did it feel as though it would jump out of her ribcage. A thought formulated in her mind, but she quickly forgot it knowing it was too early in the morning to call her siblings, no matter how much she wanted to. And so despite the bed calling to eat to just sleep she resisted the temptation and promptly went to take a shower - if only to wake her up from the daze she was in.

"I wonder..." she thought knowing all good ideas came from standing underneath a shower head. "What will happen now." and to what she had been questioning was forgotten as she stepped out of the steam and into the cold air that was her room. And half-caring half-picking out whatever was in her suitcase she quickly dressed herself in warm attire which was quickly soaked by the fall of water from her hair.

The dorm she had been given was exactly like the ones she had been presented with years before. White walls turned beige by years of usage and the usual personality of teenagers, and two beds on opposite sides of the room. Briar despite having moved in a day early hadn't the forethought to unpack her sheets or any other thing for that matter. It was too troublesome and could be done at any point during the year, why did she have to rush the inevitable.

And before she could lie back down on her unfinished bed the familiar beep of her phone reminded her that yes, it was the first day of the last year of her high school career. If one could call her reputation as "Sleeping Beauty" a career that is. Which in all honesty didn't bother her the way people intended for it to. It only fueled her desire to go back to sleep.

From: Levi
To: Briar
Hey meet me in the courtyard when you get here... Also, mysterious 'guest' at the ceremony! The suspense is killing me ;)

She almost laughed at the thought of a guest coming to speak at the Academy for the last time she was awake and paying attention to a 'guest' speaker, it had been one of the student's Godly parent who under the guide of helping to teach, instead snatched his kid up and ran away. That had been in her sophomore year, but it was a memory she would never forget.

From: Briar
To: Levi
If it's anything like that one boy from some years ago I'd say we're in for a pretty good show. Just wake up me if I fall asleep. :)

And so without any further ado she left the empty room, only remembering to take her student ID and key. Anything else was not as important as those two, she had learned the hard way what forgetting to bring your ID meant when it was past curfew. Because while she can fall asleep anywhere, it doesn't always mean she wants to. Just remembering the feeling of sleeping on fallen leaves throughout the whole night frightens her even to this day. For it wasn't so much that it was uncomfortable that there were spiders crawling on her though darkness and dawn.

As Briar replayed the memory in her head she hadn't realized where her mindless walking had lead her - right beside her friend on the bench. Nothing was said for the first few seconds, but then again words were always optional between the two of them, but more likely than not to clarify things they spoke what was on their mind. "I've missed you," she said out loud but finished the rest of the sentence without talking. "Summer in city is always to loud, no matter the time of day.

Wind brushed her blonde hair back from her face, to which she was thankful for. Light colored hair always bothered her and for what reason she didn't know. Perhaps it had to do with all her siblings having darker colored hair which made her feel left out. Although that was a problem for another day for as quickly as she game the time still lingered at the same pace it had always gone. "It seems like ages ago since we experienced a day like this." she mused knowing that the ceremony wouldn't start until nine-thirty. Because while Briar hadn't looked at the bulletin board, having been a student at the academy for four years merited some sort of memory of the first days.

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"Man there's a star,
bound to a body inside of me
20 million degrees,
burn a man to his knees
"
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I REMEMBER MY FIRST LOVE ──────────────────
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The breeze a lukewarm hand against his skin, he relaxes into his posture, breathing in the cherry-blossom air and running a hand along the bench in a circular motion. There is a certain volatile feeling in the atmosphere- a serene calm before the storm, if you will. However, Levi can only live in the moment, the sun rays sending downcast shadows below his eyelashes and dotting his face with more freckles than there are stars in the night sky. A familiar face crosses his peripheral vision and he cocks his head to the side; lopsided, he smiles.

They leave a few seconds between their first words.

"I've missed you" The sun shines on to her hair, reflecting millions of strands of platinum and gold.

"Bella addormentata" His voice is half-asleep and docile, soft from lack of use. "I've missed you too." He reads her eyes and he nods in agreement, the city was a buzzing insect that would never lay still, both of them had experienced it. However, he hadn't spent much time in the city the past summer.

"I went back to Italy this summer. It was a family reunion." He laughs slightly, "On a boat." With a rush, the tide sung him past the rocky shore until the ocean threatened to swallow him up in its
salt-hewn mouth, a great and undeniable leviathan of The Unknown. Its teeth are ancient and covered in moss older than any soul could hope to touch, his fingers slipping across the soft tendrils as he leans into the darkness...


"It was so beautiful, peaceful.", he says wordlessly through wide eyes. Sunlight filters through the over-hanging leaves, illuminating spores and dust particles in the air. He closes his eyes momentarily and exhales, his eyes flickering upwards as the courtyard began to fill with students- some, his friends, but he would catch up with them later.

"Shall we?" He proposes, threading his arm through hers "If this guest is important, we'd best not be late. Also, can't miss a show like that year." He giggles softly, remembering the amusing sight.





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Character Portrait: Phoebe Lane Character Portrait: Altair D'Cruz Character Portrait: Briar Förstner Character Portrait: Cecilia Keelan Character Portrait: Valentine Mcallister Character Portrait: Amanda Cartwright Character Portrait: Levi Schultz Character Portrait: Bambi Elwyn-Fukui Character Portrait: Luna Nyeong
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"Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again,
Reproductive glands
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PLAY WITH YOUR DOLLS ──────────────────
xxxxxx───────────────────────── KICKING AT THE SLIGHTEST HARM

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"Man there's a star,
bound to a body inside of me
20 million degrees,
burn a man to his knees
"
outfit; x


[left]I REMEMBER MY FIRST LOVE ──────────────────
xxxxxx
Bambi Elywn rises from her bed at seven o' clock in the morning, her dormitory soundless and egg-shell walls thick with silence, she tip-toes towards the corner of the room.

The corner of the room holds a miniature civilisation- however, the metropolis slumbers. Bambi takes a skeletal hand, glides it over the edge of the city with the weightlessness found only in those with the blood filled with souls of the damned.

"Hac die nocte et hora, obsecro sacra. Vivent omnia in loco vitam omni in hoc loco. Et ambulabunt loquere & eam, oculos habent sicut accipite. Da mihi virtutem accendere ejicio da & eaque beatitudinis. Unde ex hac nox & in hac die, et vivetis sacra"

Slowly, the residents awake from summer hibernation. The power grid, expertly crafted by a child of Hephaestus, whirrs to life, lights flicking on one at a time
- offices and skyscrapers and streetlights, illuminating the streets in a spectrum of neon insomnia. Miniature cars, each hand painted and insanely detailed begin to rev their engines, small explosions of smoke sputtering from exhaust pipes. The girl's mouth curls in a toothless smile, her laughter almost deranged.

"Missed you."

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She turns the corridors with precision, wedge shoes making a soft scuffing sound on the ground, the only other noise except from the faint music that could be heard from her broken headphones. She doesn't know exactly where she's headed before the ceremony starts, but she's avoiding the spider-web cracks on the floor with relative ease. Hop-scotching along the hallway, rock blares in her ears in your everyday oxymoron of the girl wearing bows and listening to people sing about death. One moment she's spinning, sailing, falling through the air like a brick, and the next she's jolting awake when the music stops abruptly.

"Hey!" A stocky built boy is lying on the floor, tangled in the cable. Green eyes (rare, 16% of the world population), olive skin (Mediterranean, Spanish), brown hair (34% of the population) ... Freshman. He flips her off with his eyes, brow furrowed as he flails around the floor.

"Sorry." She says, nonchalant. Apathetically, she tugs the cable from under him.

"You're that girl! The weird one! Someone told me about you." She narrows her eyes.

"In this current predicament, my... friend, you seem to be the weird one" She states, staring him down "[color]Although I suppose that is my reputation[/color]" She clicks her tongue on the back of her teeth and shakes her head lightly, eyes hardened and fingertips grazing the hem of her denim jacket.

"Your mom was a serial killer. That's so fucked. Probably why you're weird, right? I'm Brooks. Brooks
(npc) is my first name." She pointedly stares at him and mutters something inaudible. Fuck this guy.


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Mostly empty- except from a few of the more timely students, Levi lies backward on his chair, resting his head on the seat below. His mind is taking him through the endless expanses of earth- through impossibilities and through geothermal conditions unable to be survived by a mere human. He floats over cities, their glittering veins of light dazzling so high. He floats above the atmosphere, to the celestial playground of the stars and through the infinite universe...

"Briar..." He folds his arms under his head, "Sometimes I look at the night sky, and I know I want to be there... it sounds idiotic..."

He sighs, picking his phone from his pocket and running through his contacts.




To: Lunaaa

Missed you, sis! Can I see u after the ceremony??? Need 2 talk.

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To: Mandy

Ciao Bella ;), where are you??? Btw, I've got 'The Notebook' with me <3 Friday night plans?

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To: Cici (Cecilia)

Even the finest vineyards in Italy couldn't produce wine as good as yours :) missed you babe!!!

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To: Bee + Altair

Haven't seen you in ages! TTYL guys :) Meteor shower soon!!! Any plans?

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To: Valentine (Fiocco di Neve)

Fiocco di Neve :) You are okay??? The ceremony is starting soon. I made cookies if you want something unhealthy 2 go with breakfast!




Occasionally, Levi may forget a rule of English grammar, but he's certain that most people understand what he's trying to say. As such, it isn't really a problem for him. His understanding of texting is rather childish, and so the way he texts does reflect that in some respects, including the multiple consecutive uses of punctuation.

"Hey, Lois Lane!"

He sees a flash of a certain blonde, a laugh escapes his lips and he smiles from the corner of his mouth.

"Does that mean you are Spiderman?"

He cocks an eyebrow but subsequently bursts into lyrical laughter. Bambi walks over and sticks her head over his, alarmingly close, Levi's eyes dilate in horror. She's actually going to?. Instead, she brings a short finger to his nose and touches it lightly.

"Boop."

She then jumps over Levi, parkour style, and slots herself in a seat. Levi brought out the playful side in Bambi, and after that encounter- she definitely needed a boost. She acknowledges the Förstner girl with an head nod, not quite recognising the face but smiling rather absentmindedly.





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Character Portrait: Altair D'Cruz Character Portrait: Briar Förstner Character Portrait: Levi Schultz Character Portrait: Bambi Elwyn-Fukui Character Portrait: Morgan Dufresne
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    L O C A T I O N: Courtyard => Dinner Hall
    O O C: I'll fix the grammar mistakes later when I'm not so tired.

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_____Silence, while many might find it to be the bane of their existence, was something she had learnt to cherish. That of course not meaning she abhorred talking or a light ambiance, but screaming and thing that were obnoxiously loud irritated her to no end. With Levi though, she didn't have to worry about that. Sentences dying at the lips, but somehow conveyed to the other without even meaning to sometimes. And it was times like these that Brair truly was grateful for his understanding. "I went back to Italy this summer. It was a family reunion...on a boat,"with the last words she couldn't help but chuckle and the last thought of 'It was so beautiful, peaceful.' didn't escape her either.

"If this guest is important, we'd best not be late. Also, can't miss a show like that year," he spoke softly and she nodded in agreement.

And so began their walk to the Dinner Hall where the guest speaker would make an appearance. She had speculations of her own, but kept quite knowing her thoughts were far fetched and out there. But, one such possibility would be that the God among Gods wanted them to fight in a battle of the eons. Valiantly fighting to the death, and hands stained a rose red all the while smiling a macabre grin. Humanity was not a thing to trifled with, but then and there no one seemed to have a soul. It fascinated and scared her at the same time and honestly she wasn't sure which one she thought better of.

Briar quickly shook her head trying to rid herself of such images, but while one can deny they happened it won't erase the fact that they did. She was brought out of her musings by a text from her brother and smiled when she saw the message, but as she was replying another text came in from her sister. Smiling Brair quickly sent a text back excited to see them for the first time in months.

to ; Sandman, Dream Queen
from ; Sleeping Beauty

Don't get into too much trouble from waiting, I can't bail you out quite yet.

As the message sent a soft sigh escaped past her lips and formed a white mist before her - it reminded her so much of the dreams cape she so usually went to. It was where her bed was made of clouds that hovered above the city, and the people below thought her as nothing but the moon; reflecting light of another tomorrow bringing hope for another day.

"Briar..." his voice brought her of the haze, "Sometimes I look at the night sky, and I know I want to be there... it sounds idiotic..." she shook her head in a frantic no and began to explain while she thought so differently."It's not stupid, no it's certainly not that, it's just impossible for that to happen right now.., she didn't try and demoralize, but rather give him a more realistic outlook. Dreams aren't foolish and neither is wishful thinking. With an almost wicked grin a plan had formulated and it was only a matter of time before she could set it in motion. Although, that was something for a later time, literally and figuratively.

But so caught up in her own thoughts she didn't realize that Levi hadn't been paying attention to her. (Which silently she was grateful for; if he saw her face he'd know something was amiss.) His attention had been on his phone but she did't mind. In fact the light blush on his face after sending the last text message she knew something was up with him. He probably didn't even notice it himself, but his demeanor changed into something softer - if that was even possible.

And so trying to playfully mess with him she asked"Who was that?"and even though she didn't expect a response looked eager as always. She knew of course that he was gay, even if he didn't say it outright. No matter though, she still loved him as though he was her younger sibling. "A person of interest?"

He didn't answer her though as a girl with blonde hair and lips as red as roses reenacted a scene from Spider man. 'Lois Lane, huh?' Briar disregarded the rest of their conversation but felt the bench move as the girl swiftly jumped over the back. "Hello," she said though not wanting to be rude.

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Amanda chuckled with delight as Jensen accepted the invite to the party, she felt her phone buzz and it was a message from one of her other best friends whom she hadn't seen over the entire summer holidays and she smiled at the message before eagerly messaging Levi back.

{To: Levi x}
{Buongiorno, bello! Movie night is most certainly needed babes! xoxo}


ImageAmanda sent the text just before Jensen tried on the shirt, giving her enough time to admire his body, which indeed had been chiselled by the gods themselves, as was nearly everyone's in Aeonis, but the children of Zeus and Poseidon were definitely something to behold, there was always something to admire about the other gods and their children's figures, but her eyes always returned back up to look into Jensen's, something she didn't do too often.

"Oh you know me, Hercules, anything to get your clothes off." She replied with a smirk, as he leaned in for a kiss, and when he pulled back after ten seconds she kissed her teeth and she stood up so as he wasn't bending down as far and he whispered in her ear, sending a chill down her body as he lifted her up and kissed her much more deeply and passionately than she had expected. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, she felt his hands move down her body as he gently laid her on the bed and he crawled on top of her. As they lay kissing on the bed, Amanda's hands ran over his entire body, once his lips met her neck, she fought with her hands to stop them from scratching his back, he knew that was the one place he had to touch for her to give in to anything.

Amanda heard his phone and chuckled at his remark about how 'high in demand' he was, rolling her eyes she pushed herself up so she was sitting next to him, reading the messages, she let out a sigh at Juls calling herself a third wheel. [/b]"I have never made my baby J feel like a third wheel! If anything, I hate you when we're in public."[/b] She told him with a smirk, glancing over at the clock, she slapped his arms. "Her sense of timing is appropriate as fuck! I do not want to start this year off pissing off the headmaster, especially since there's some 'special guest'." Amanda said with accompanying air quotations. "Come on." She planted a kiss on his cheek and pushed herself up so as she was standing on the bed and leapt off it, the jumping resulting in some air time for the skirt of her dress.

...

Amanda wasted no time in hurrying Jensen to the cafeteria, she spotted Juliette standing near the buffet with Dylan Ramirez, she grabbed Jensen's wrist with her right hand and slapped his bicep with her left. "Look over at the buffet!" She cooed. "Awkward love." She chuckled, before waving at the pair and giving Jensen a slight tug to bring him over to the pair.

"Hey Juls!" Amanda exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around her. "Hey Dills." She said over her shoulder to Dylan with a smile.