Setting
Ayman couldn’t help but chuckle a little as Claude talked, a slight smile turned up his lips as he closed his eyes again and relaxed on the grass. The breeze was blowing a bit harder now and the coolness of it felt nice against his skin. When Claude mentioned being dead Ayman couldn’t help but look up and start to say something, it was a question about what death really was. Was a ghost even truly dead? He never got these questions out though as before he could say anything he was directed to look over towards the side.
With a small shake of his head Ayman looked towards where Claude was pointing, it was mainly a large oak tree set up near one of the many paths around them. Ayman squinted as he tried to see anything wrong, the tree seemed old but nothing really special about it and the ground around it was nice and well-kept but that meant that not even a blade of grass was out of place. Ayman started to shake his head as he studied the area before glancing at Claude and speaking. “I don’t know what your pointing at so….either I can’t see it, I don’t know what I’m looking for or your insane. I hope for the first cause if it’s the last this is gonna get really awkward”
And now he was going off on tangents again.
Being a ghost... You find you have a lot to say.
"Well..." He started, "Do you know of any other ghosts going to this school?"
He was pretty sure he was the only one. But it doesn't hurt to ask.
“I’m not going to bother pointing out that insantity can run in the family, if your sure that its something their then I’m inclined to trust you, I might not be able to see it” Ayman sat up and started to push himself up to his feet, a small sigh escaping his lips. He’d probably rested and relaxed enough for the day and it was time to find something to do. It was never good to be too lazy. He gestured to the area and said with a small smile. “Not a clue, if you see another one though go find out, it would be strange if you’re the only one though.”
It made sense to Ayman, logically this was a rather large school and he knew that ghost were students here so it would be very odd and bordering on impossible for him to think that only one ghost was on campus.
Claude waved goodbye as he started to float over to the figure but soon decided to scare her. He sunk into the ground and popped up right in front of her feet with a loud, "Boo!"
See. Stereotypes could be fun.
He took the stairs two at a time, though it wore him out a bit more than he liked. Huffing slightly when he reached the top of the stairs, he took a moment to rest. "Perhaps I am old, and nobody's told me. I think I much rather prefer being young." After a couple of moments, he straightened up and motioned for Juliet to continue. "And I don't mind if you make sure I don't get lazy. Well, sort-of." He blew a stray strand of hair out of his face. "I'll warn you now, I''m not much of a morning person, and if I'm in a bad enough mood, I may lash out. Only my mother's ever been able to handle it. And she gave me quite the thrashing back because of it." He chuckled.
"Oh, and I do like my time off, so if you'd like to do something, let me know way ahead of time, that way I can't refuse when the time comes. I should have a good enough memory to remember something like that." He smiled and blushed slightly. "Especially when it comes to you, it seems."
His brain came to a complete standstill at the teasing compliment. A blush almost instantly flooded his pale face, almost dark enough to match his wild red hair, and he began tugging at his sweater's sleeves. It was a navy colored sweater today, plain except for a pale gray trim and slightly too big on him, the sleeves extending to just above his fingers. Still, a squawk of indignation escaped his lips.
"I'm not adorable," He grumbled, but the sentiment was reassuring enough. If he was telling the truth about having a human sister- and Everett couldn't be sure if he was even if the fact was too strange to be made up- then this demon could be trusted enough to lead him to wherever it was he was supposed to be going.
He followed behind the shorter boy, eyes nervously glancing around. Now that he was no longer frozen at the gates, he was getting less attention from the...the 'people' so to speak milling about the courtyard, but there was still one or two groups of them stealing glances or outright staring. He picked up his pace and only then realized he had no idea who this demon was.
"Hey, um, sorry, I d-didn't catch your name," He said, not quite making eye contact as he followed along. "I'm Everett Harper." And, boy, wouldn't his mother be proud, introducing himself to a new person and a demon at that. Not proud enough to let him come home, but still.
Well that wasn't fun. She was supposed to at least act scared. "You're a ghost right?" He asked. He knew the answer was obvious. But there were different types of ghosts. There were: Wanderers who just floated in and out of reality. Poltergeists who are angry and typically mean. The Sorrow ghosts who are always sad. And then there's the ghosts that just form after something tragic happens. There are more. But there are too many to name.
But there are a few things that ghosts never really do. And one of them was go to school.
"What's your name?" Ariami said striking up a new conversation. She needs a distraction from the thoughts clouding her mind. Ariami need to lock them back up before she starts to cry in public. Looking down at her arms where her scars where she was glad she was wearing a long sleeve sweatshirt. She focused back on the guy in front of her, waiting for him to tell her his name.
Oh well. He wasn't gunna change.
Claude held out his almost transparent hand, "I'm Claude Necata, my lady."
He may be dead, but he still had some chivalry left in him from way back when.
"And you would be?" He asked, figuring he should get he name as well.
Prothero smiled. "No need to... You asked I be your friend...I've never really had one but if it's anything like siblings I'm guessing you do things just cause... It's nice to do so." Prothero smiled and folded his large wings gently. He stretched gently and cracked his back. Prothero was not sure what to do now so he allowed the younger boy to do as he wished. Prothero was simply content being his silent self.
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Juliet Ender
Juliet blinked her large eyes. "Don't worry I have two older brothers... When I woke them up they were in such foul moods they use to quite literally attack each other... If I can handle the warring dragons I think I can handle a little bit of grouchy-ness." She grinned and watched as Damian reached the top of the steps. He talked about keeping his time docked which he finished with a blush. Juliet blinked and her own cheeks reddened almost by instinct.
She turned and walked over the hall before stopping in front of a door. "This room is mine. I leave the door open open almost all the time so if ever you get a nightmare you can come over and il make you hot chocolate." She grinned in a sideways fashion then walked a little ways down the hall. She stopped. "And this is your room." Juliet pulled open the door. "Sooo welcome home." She stepped inside. Like with all rooms it had come with a lone bed a cabinet and dresser with the keys to the room the dresser. Juliet spun around. "Your not allowed to paint the walls but you can put up posters or art or anything you want and add furniture but you can't take away or wreck what's already in here." Juliet spoke matter of factually.
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Gray Ender
Gray led the way confidently. "Name's Gray Ender... It's nice to meet you Everett Harper... You have a fancy name so I might call you something more playful." Gray turned around and walked backwards. "Hmmm... Ev? Erret? Evie? Harp?" Gray blinked. "I don't know..." He walked up the stairs backwards and down the hall that way. To entertain the boy Gray even performed an attempt moon walk and then a weird little dance." It was strange being around a human who was well... Not his sister but the red head was nice and shy so Gray did not mind.
Ariami looked down at Claude's outstretched hand. It wa basically see through but lucking for her she could see it and touch it. Slowly she shook his hand before letting go. Ariami rarely did that for people. What was this dude doing to her? [b]"And you would be." The first thing that came to mid was Ariami but she liked her nickname. "Call me Crow."
It was really nice, having a friend. He wasn't quite sure how to get used to the feeling though, it wasn't like he had had many friends in the past. Of course there was his older brother, but his brother really was a shining example of a demon. Cruel, harsh, violent, angry- all the time. And usually, he took it out on lil' bro. It was where the scars on his back and chest had come from, and the one on his cheek. But you could only see that one if you were very close, it had faded to only be a zigzag'd, red line now. Even if he touched it, it hurt. Though he tried to pretend it didn't, wasn't like big brother cared either way. Slipping back into the present, he looked up at his new friend. "Still," he started softly, stepping forward and giving the taller boy a tight hug. "I really owe you one. That was the funnest thing I've ever done." After stepping back, he offered the biggest smile he could, feeling happier than he had been in awhile. If only those stupid horns on his head would go away, this truly would be the best day ever.
Just keep walking. Remember to keep your face down, no one wants to see you. Being an angel doesn't change anything. They aren't going to accept you. No one is going to accept you. They will just label you as a freak and send you off to some institution. Trust no one. Your family are the only ones you can trust, and even then be careful. It isn't a nice world, that's why we have Angels. But still, the demons are strong, sometimes too strong. So just keep walking. Keep your head down. Be safe.
They told Wolfram to be careful. That the only people you could trust was your family, that everyone else would just ship him off to an institution to be tested on, or tell him he was crazy and that he wasn't an angel. But isn't that exactly what his parents did? Sent him off to some academy for freaks just like him? It wasn't fair, no, but what in life was fair? You lose your family, your humanity, your pride and dignity, what do you have left? Nothing. That's all they want you to have, so you can succumb to whatever it is they have in store for you. And you won't put up a fight.
After all, this is what this school was about, right? Teaching you how to act properly. The good and the bad. But who were they to say what was good, what was bad? Labeling. It's all they ever did. You're a demon? Well, hell, I better stay away from you, you're bad. Angels? God, talk about goody-two-shoes. Vampires? You just want my neck to suck on, the rest doesn't really matter, does it? Everyone was labeled, and nothing was going to change it. They would probably label him as a demon too, purely for his attitude. But blonde hair and green eyes? Definitely not a demon. Then you got to know him, and started to question that.
Wolfram was heading back to his room when he spotted the boy from earlier, the one that had tried to stop the fight. Beside him was some red headed boy, and he just shook his head. Apparently mister Peacekeeper was making friends with the human- it was quite obvious that this red head was human, as he gave off no distinct scent and was painfully boring. Rolling his eyes, he kept walking.
"That's a pretty nickname. Kinda fits you too."
When he finally did glance up, it was to the demon boy doing some bizarre little jig without any rhyme or reason. He blinked slowly, face almost blank. Well, all right then. It was at that moment that he realized Gray's type- probably a bit of a class clown, goofy and outgoing. Everything, really, that Everett was not. He'd met people like this before, people like Gray, at his old school(his nice, normal school), but it was utterly bizarre to have someone like that actually talking to him let alone trying to amuse him.
His blank mask shattered when he gave a little snort of laughter, lips finally quirking upwards. For a moment, just a moment, his nerves seemed to lessen. That was, of course, when he glanced to his right to see someone walking by. It was a boy, he was almost sure of it despite the feminine features and long, golden hair. He's an angel, Everett's mind supplied helpfully, drawing up the one time he'd actually met an angel and the books he'd read about them before he showed up at Arcbell.
Angel or no, when he rolled his eyes, obviously scornful of the pair, Everett's eyes went right back down to the floor, the smile vanishing into a thin line. Right. Well, he supposed, not everyone can be as jolly as Gray or as non-offensive as Kai. Maybe it had been a good thing, catching sight of the moody angel. It reminded him to keep his guard up right when he'd been threatening to let it down.
Ariami floats out of the ground and found herself in the music room. Looking around a bit, she had to make sure no one was here. Teachers really. Always out to ruin someone's fun. Boring people they were. Ariami walked towards the piano and sat down in the stool. She ran her fingers over the keys. She still remembers how to play the piano and guitar so that was a bonus.
"Uhhhh. Okaaaaay?" Claude said as he floated to the entrance of the building. He went through it, not bothering with the stares he was getting, and continued to make his way to the Music Room. Where he has yet to be ever since he came here.
He floated through the door, not bothering to knock. And there he saw Crow tinkling the keys on the piano.
"I love how you just leave." Claude said, his voice dipped in sarcasm.
Soon the song ended and she set her hands back in her lap. Not really sure on what to do with them. A couple moments of silence passed them before Ariami opened her mouth to speak. "How did you die?" She asked. It may or may not have been a personal question but she was curious of Claude's background. Where has she heard the name before? Oh! The girl she tackled said that Ariami was a ghost like Claude.
Prothero was once again shocked by the hug. He blushed and gently pat Romeo. He was no good at this sort of thing but he had a feeling he would soon have to adapt. "I am glad you enjoyed it... Gray always freaks out when I fly him around... Despite being my brother he has no trust in me... Juliet doesn't mind but she's not big on heights..." Prothero smiled. "You are my first willing participant... Though I do hope to one day see Gray flying about... He does love the sky he just does not trust me as his brother..." Prothero then mumbled. "Though... I don't really trust him after he ate my head in his stupid chest cavity." Prothero then smiled and gently ran his finger along one of Romeo's horns. "Now what would you like to do?"
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Gray Ender
Gray grinned. "Evie it is then!" Gray continued to walk happy he'd managed to cheer the human boy up. But the red heads smile was soon turned away. Gray blinked and looked over to see the source of this... It was the angel... Or well Gray was pretty sure he was an angel. Blinking Gray smiled, he hated seeing anyone upset. For all the things Gray refused to be greedy for he would admit he had a need and greed for people's joy. "Hey angel!" Gray waited until the angel looked over before he gave a grin. "Turn that frown upside down blondy! Your scaring the human, and honestly frowns don't look pretty on such a nice face... Or on yours either Evie." Gray folded his arms over his chest resisting the urge to pull down his sweater and allow his chest mouth to stick it's tongue out at them for laughs... He was pretty sure such an act would disgust the angel and frighten the human... Patience was key to making friends at this school. Though Gray had little patience. Gray stopped suddenly and pointed to a room. "This is where you get any information you need... The secretary is a really old vampire so because of her long life she doesn't always care and it might take awhile but she's super nice to everyone." Gray grinned happy he'd managed to be of any help.
Hey angel! Wolfram's step faltered, and slowly he came to a stop and turned to look at the two he had just been mentally judging. The annoyance must have been clear on his face, but it seemed the demon cared little for it. Being called blondy just made his anger rise, but it vanished when the demon said he had a nice face. He was sure he was blushing. Was it really that obvious that he liked guys? It wasn't his fault! This was going to ruin his life, if anyone else found out about it everything would just be for nothing. People were supposed to be afraid of him! Why else would he carry around a sword?
After a moment, Wolfie stomped over to the two, glaring at the red head as if to warn him to stay quiet. "How did you know?" his voice was very quiet, nearly a hiss as he contained his anger. Really, he was just making a fool of himself. Neither boys knew of his secret, how could they? But he was too blinded by his embarrassment and rage at this point. "Both of you better not say a word to anyone!" Glancing accusingly at both, he took a step backwards and then spun around, quickly retreating in the direction he had come from.
Knew? Knew what? Everett was shrinking into himself even if he had a good few inches on the blond angel, eyes wide, pressing himself back against the wall. It was, in the end, a wonderful thing that Gray didn't expose his chest mouth- Everett would have, without a doubt, run away at that point, never to be seen again.
"I-I-I," He spluttered before, with a final warning that still made absolutely no sense, he spun around and began to leave, ignoring the little scene he'd caused. There was an awkward silence for a moment.
"I'll just, um, go see the secretary then," He said awkwardly, eyes looking anywhere but at Gray's face as he disappeared into the office. It didn't, in the end, actually take very long to get himself all sorted out. Within a few moments, he was all check in and, in addition to his large bag, now had a packet containing everything he'd need- schedule, room number, room key, map, and an assortment of other things. Going back to the hallway, Everett glanced around hesitantly. He wasn't actually sure if Gray had stuck around or if there would be someone even more unpleasant waiting for him.
Prothero blinked. "If I believe correctly they renovated so it was one person per room." Prothero nodded. "Too many incidents last year..." Prothero blinked his icy eyes before looking back at the shorter demon. "Though some people did end up getting a shared room either way it was random as it always is... My sister did not but I did I believe my younger brother did as well..." Prothero blinked. "I heard my roomate was a demon... If I got stuck with my brother like last year..." Prothero huffed and shook his head. "Il end up having to force him to wear his clothes in the room... Him a his stupid boxers." Prothero blinked realizing what he said out loud. He snickered before laughing lightly. "Your easy to speak with Romeo... I find it relieving... Thank you." Prothero smiled it was a small rare smile but a smile non-the less.
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Gray Ender
Gray blinked at the angel confused. But before he could really respond the blonde boy turned and walked off leaving a cowering Everett. Man, this human was indeed terrified. It made Gray feel bad... But he wasn't really accustom to humans being afraid of him. His parents had kept him away from that... And Juliet... Juliet had no idea about the prejudice between species. Gray watched the human walk into the office. How was he suppose to comfort a human anyway? Gray lifted himself into a small space above the office door frame and the ceiling. The space was often use'd for plants but Gray could fit his short lean body in there if he tried. He watched for Everett's head and when he emerged Gray let himself slide and hang down his face in front of the humans. "Hi." Gray grinned until he felt himself slip but it was too late he slid right off.
He fell off of the space and landed somehow on his back looking up at the boy. Gray laughed and grinned a little. "I wasn't meaning to drop in but... Hey!" Gray grinned and sat up rubbing his now hurting head. "So did you get one of the personal rooms or did you end up getting a dorm... They renovated so half the rooms are for one person the other half are dorms... The selection is random so is the amount of person per.room... I think it can be 3... I got a shared room." Gray grinned.
The question caught him a little off guard as he began to calm down from the sudden shock, pausing for a moment before rifling through his large packet for the information. Finally, he pulled out a piece of paper and glanced over it.
"Um, a dorm, I think..." He said, holding out the piece of paper for Gray to inspect. "Look, um, are you all right?" His gaze was slowly traveling back to the floor. He realized the other boy wasn't really hurt, but still.
When Wolfie got back to his room, everything was packed up. It rather annoyed him to find that they did it all by themselves, not even asking him about anything. How was he supposed to find his things? What if they stole something? Grumbling, he took his sword first, slinging it around his shoulder before grabbing the two other bags. The note on his door instructed him towards building B, third floor, room 26. With a heavy sigh, he hauled all of his things outside- thank god he was on the first floor -and then over to the other building. At least they had elevators, even if it would have been pretty easy for him to carry his things, he was rather lazy(and spoiled). Pushing open the door to his room revealed three beds, and immediately he frowned. "I have to room with two other people?" he grumbled to himself, throwing his things onto the bed near the corner. "Great," his voice was laced with sarcasm, even if no one was around to hear him. Throwing his things to the floor, he laid back on the bed and closed his eyes.