Avolair Academy

Arawn stared at the imp and started to zone out then heard. "You got a room all to yourself." That made Arawn a little happier since he was wondering what kind of roommate he would have had. He then watched the imp cough out a key for his room and a schedule he was glad he wasn't being forced into class's like it use to be, slowly he zoned out again and back in when he heard. "You understand?". Arawn nodded "Yes thank you for all the help if that will be all I am sorta kinda hungry." He said as he rubbed the back of his head and did a short laugh that always makes everything more awkward.

Atryom Bravinski

"A-atryom....Just how long have you been sitting there?"

Atryom smiled at her, his face giving nothing away although he had been blushing just moments ago. He had heard her mention something about his weakness, but he wasn't sure if he should say anything about it.

"Just for a little bit." He answered calmly.

"You are creepy you know that? Or are you just really so bored that you decide to follow me around? Oh, don't tell me you became one of those stalkers just because you heard my voice.."

"C-Creepy? Me?" Atryom's face turned to one of shock, obviously at being called creepy. "Ah, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you or anything....it's just, you ran away so quickly, that I didn't really get a chance to talk to you. That's all...."

"I didn't even get a chance to properly listen to your flute... as revenge, next time I am going to listen to your songs first."

Atryom smiled genuinely at that. He just nodded in reply, his ears twitching a little bit. Then, he said, "On Sunday, right? I'll be looking forward to it. Oh, by the way, I believe you mentioned something about my weakness?" Atryom looked her dead in the eyes with a completely straight face, then, with mock seriousness he told her,

"Food. One should never waste nor exploit food."

Darius Grimlocke

“Darius? Wake up. You don’t... look too good there. What’s wrong?”

"Huh...wha?" Lifting up his head, Darius groggily looked over at where the voice was coming from. "I had a nightmare about her again, Atryom...." He said, half-asleep. The look on his face was one, not of fear or pain, but of sadness. After a moment, he shook his head and wiped his eyes, saying, "This has gotta stop. That happened a long time ago and no longer has anything to do with-"

Darius stopped mid-sentence, looking at 'Atryom' in shock. "Y-Y-Y-" For a moment, it was all he could do to point at him, trying to spit out what he was trying to say. "You're not Atryom!" He half-yelled, doing his best to retain his composure. Angry, he stood up real fast and glared at him. "How dare you, a misfit, impose as my guardian?!" Darius leaned in close to Kiran, smiling with maniacal intent. "You're just a glutton for trouble, aren't you? It's not like you actually care, so why come over here and bother listening in?" Although there really hadn't been much to listen to. "You want to know my secrets?"

Darius smiled again, this time as if issuing a challenge. "You really wanna know?" Darius leaned in close to Kiran's ear, breathing softly as he said, "I might tell you...if you become my slave, misfit."

"On Sunday, right? I'll be looking forward to it. Oh, by the way, I believe you mentioned something about my weakness?" Rei put down her food, turning to stare at him as he spoke. How convenient it was when the one she wanted to learn about gave away all the answers himself. "Food. One should never waste nor exploit food." His answer caught her somewhat off guard, she expected something silly like cats, but this was a different level. This was the type of weakness she imaged an old man to have if anything. But the main thing she wanted to pick on was not the weakness.

Rei remained silent for a moment, merely grinning at Atyom before speaking. "Stalker." She quietly laughed out, "Listening into other people talk is rude you know." She turned back, keeping her eyes on him as she continued to eat. Merely buying time as she tried to think over her next plans. "Oh, that's it.." She spoke, holding up an apple that was bruised on one side. "As punishment, for your eavesdropping, I will be preparing your lunches for our Sunday practices. And no, I have never cooked before." She smiled at this thought, it should be punishment enough for all the times he embarrassed her. She herself had no interest in cooking, but the chance of taking advantage of his weakness could prove rather amusing.

"And you have to bring breakfast." She muttered, thinking that while she was at it, she may as well get a bonus out of things. Not having to choose between practice and Breakfast would be great. Atryom seemed like the kind type, so she was hoping he would bite into the small extra chore of running to the cafeteria before practice for the both of them. Without even thinking of it, Rei's smile grew a little more. She was never the one making demands, or trying to give orders. So even if Atryom didn't obey anything she asked, it was still a rather nice change of pace being on the other side.

Her eyes squinted at the small apple in her hand as she went deeper into thought. She was always the one receiving the annoying orders, ones that she was not allowed to disobey. Always living in fear of how far the commands would go, and what would follow if she even thought about ignoring them. Even if they were simple, petty little things like she was now giving. The fact she was finally able to let out something to a higher class made her a little happy. "Thank you, Atryom." She muttered, not really sure if he accepted any of her orders, or would follow through with any requests. "I feel a little better.." Rei entered a state of momentary bliss, feeling a little releived of her past. That is, of course until she shot back upright.

"By the way, creepy fox, where is your breakfast? They are going to close before you get any."

"I had a nightmare about her again, Atryom...." Darius mumbled as he lifted his head, obviously not completely conscious. This alone concerned Kiran, as he wasn't sure Darius would react to the realization that he was not, in fact, Atryom. Darius rubbed the sleep from his eyes, awakening further, and muttered again, "This has gotta stop. That happened a long time ago and no longer has anything to do with-" He cut off suddenly and started sputtering, seeming to only be capable of pointing and babbling. As he finally managed to form words, he exclaimed, "You're not Atryom!" You don't say? his more sarcastic side jived, but as Darius rose swiftly, irritation evident, Kiran's sensible self told him to back off. Too late. 

Darius's glared at him as he rose, and Kiran's eyes widened a fraction. The glare was vaguely familiar, both in nature and appearance. He surpressed an involuntary shiver. Although he had a faint sensation he was going to be violently sick, Kiran kept himself still and met the threatening glare evenly and as casually as possible, his eyelids half dropped and his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt. He blinked twice after Darius spoke again. "How dare you, a misfit, impose as my guardian?!" Kiran bit his tongue to prevent a rash response of his own. Imposing? That's some bullshit! Misfit or not, I'll IMPOSE my foot up your ass you uppity-ass bastard! It seemed like Darius had proven himself to be one of only two people that could piss him off so quickly. But the last thing Kiran wanted was trouble. So, he was internally conflicted over wether or not to walk away and give Darius any kind of satisfaction or stand there silently and let him get bored. Explaining his actions was out of the question now. 

As Darius leaned uncomfortably closer to his face, Kiran started biting his tongue hard enough to draw a small amount of blood. He couldn't stop his hands from shaking ever so slightly. Despite the fact that Kiran was growing more irritated at the Pureblood by the second, Darius still creeped him out in a way. "You're just a glutton for trouble, aren't you? It's not like you actually care, so why come over here and bother listening in? You want to know my secrets?" he inquired menacingly and Kiran found himself on the edges of his self-control. You pathetic asswipe I was only asking you a GOD DAMN QUESTION! 

Darius smiled a smile as familiar as the glare, and Kiran felt himself tense and he could not stop the chills sent up his spine. "You really wanna know?" Not anymore, you fucking creep. Darius leaned close to Kiran's ear and he shivered once more as he spoke again. "I might tell you...if you become my slave, misfit." 

There was no time for him to wonder What the bloody hell did he just say? because the next thing Kiran knew, he was acting unconsciously and watched on as though there was nothing he could do to control his actions. He took a step backwards, brought his hand back and slapped Darius across the face. The hand he'd used to strike with was quivering and he quickly replaced it back in his pocket. The vision in his left eye had blurred and gone a little pink around the edges. Anyone looking close enough would see that the previously aqua eye had seemingly been superimposed with a few shades of red. He instinctively shut it. The Eye wouldn't activate without his direct command, but it was normal for it to change colors every so often, especially when he was upset. 

Kiran finally stopped biting his tongue and ignored the metallic tang of blood as he regarded his roommate with fraying restraint. "You're out of your fucking mind," he hissed into Darius' ear before taking a couple slightly shaky steps backwards. The last thing he'd really wanted was trouble with Darius, but with that glare, the smile, and the words combined... he'd acted on instinct. Kiran glowered at Darius, awaiting his response. A small part of him prayed that the interaction would be over quickly; the next time he lashed out, he was sure it wouldn't be a mere slap. 

Darius Grimlocke

I wonder who's the REAL glutton for trouble here? Darius wondered idly as he paid no attention to his stinging face, his blood-red eyes seeming to shine with malice. The one bothering to care, or the one pushing it away?

As Kiran stepped away, shaking, Darius smiled at him. It was an empty smile, one that held no emotion nor gave anything away. I guess it doesn't matter. I must still play my part in this ridiculous scenario. After all, a pureblood could never be friends with a misfit, according to my father. Why does he even try? Looking down at the shorter boy, his eyes must have seemed almost like another person's entirely. Cold, calculating, and downright ruthless; Darius meant business.

"What did you expect, Misfit?" Darius's voice was just as cold as his blood-red eyes, an extreme opposite of how he had addressed 'Atryom' just a few minutes ago. "Are you honestly surprised to find me just like every other pureblood?" Darius chuckled, a truly icy sound resounding from his chest, "How stupid! Did you actually believe we could be friends?" Darius stopped chuckling. He put his hands up holding them out in a mock shrug. I guess I better give him a reason to stop trying.
"Really, what an incredibly idiotic thought. A pureblood like me could never be friends with a misfit like you." After all, I am a Grimlocke....a pureblood. Darius put his arms down, his smile fading into a thin line of determination.

I hate this. I hate her....

Finally acknowledging that he had been slapped, Darius put one hand on the side of the face he had been hit. "It would seem that you are looking for a fight." He began, his own shadow beginning to curl up his body and into his hands, "I would be more than happy to oblige." Black Fire formed in his hands, little balls of fiery shadow curling in between his fingers.

It's all her fault. This mask that I wear....it's all because of her.

Atryom Bravinski

"Thank you, Atryom."

Upon hearing this, Atryom told her one word. "Deal." He smiled at her, although he was actually scared at what a first-time cook might make. It was all right though, he was simply happy to make a new friend.

"By the way, creepy fox, where is your breakfast? They are going to close before you get any."

"Oh, you're right!" Atryom told her, surprised. "I'd completely forgotten that-" Before he could finish his sentence, a resounding slap caused him to turn to find out where the source was. His ears twitching, frantically trying to catch where the noise had come from, Atryom turned to see Darius and Kiran. Kiran was shaking, while Darius stood over him with Black Fire in his hands.

All kinds of alarm bells went off in Atryom's head. He knew Darius simply wasn't the type of person to attack someone without being attacked first, or without feeling threatened in some way. Atryom knew him as a gentle soul, although quite hot-headed, so the sight of him holding his fire against an unarmed person alarmed him. Had that white-haired boy been the one to slap? Yes, that must have been it. However, why would such a thing provoke him into going as far as using his powers? He could easily fight without it....it didn't make sense.

"Excuse me, Rei, but I'm afraid I have some business to attend to." Atryom hurriedly stood and bowed to her, saying, "I look forward to when we meet again." Then, he ran over to where Darius was standing, his three tails flowing after him.

Atryom Bravinski and Darius Grimlocke

"Darius, stop!" Atryom yelled out before finally reaching him. He stood in front of Kiran, holding his arms out. "What are you doing? This isn't like you, Darius!" Atryom was truly concerned for him, as his guardian and as his friend.

"Get out of the way, Atryom!" Darius's eyes flashed with anger, and then evil intent as he said in the iciest tone yet, "I would have this misfit kneel..."

Scream for me, filthy pureblood.

Atryom's face turned to one of pure shock, even going so far as to lower his arms. "You're acting just like her....." Atryom whispered, the sudden realization showing in his eyes, "Just like Dantae."

Darius's eyes widened, flaring with anger at the mention of the name. "Don't. EVER. Say her name again, or I'll..."

"Or you'll what?" Atryom, his ears pressing flat against his head, walked straight up to Darius. He got right in his face, hissing the words, "Use that fire on your own guardian? This isn't you, Darius. I know it's not you." Atryom, knowing full well that he could clearly be heard, continued, "I know you loved her, but-"

"You don't know ANYTHING!" Darius pushed him back, forgetting that his hands were covered in fire. "She has nothing to do with this, either!" While Atryom's clothes remained unharmed, his chest underneath was burned from the Black Fire. Atryom, wincing in pain, stopped himself from instinctively grabbing his chest. Instead, his yellow eyes gleaming, he grabbed Darius's collar, pulled him close, and lifted him off the ground. With his fangs elongating, his claws starting to lengthen, and the half-crazed look in his eyes, he almost looked something like a monster.

"Look at yourself, you fool." Atryom's voice sounded much deeper than it normally would, like something straight out of the abyss of hell. "You're practically punishing an innocent for something that happened years ago, that they had absolutely nothing to do with other than simply being the same thing that she was; a misfit. Can you not see reason? Are you really that blinded by your own hatred?"

Darius, glaring at him but saying nothing, grabbed the hand at his collar. Using his fire, he burned Atryom's hand, trying to force him to let go. Then as Atryom continued to hold on through the pain, Darius stopped. Still glaring, he said simply, "You still know nothing. Let me go." Finally, after a few long moments where Atryom constantly glared at him, he put his fire away. "As a pureblood of the demons, I order you to let me go." Darius told him calmly.

Narrowing his eyes, Atryom grudgingly let go of him, setting him down gently. Darius looked over at Kiran, a strange, sad look in his eyes. "I stand by what I said. Regardless of the past, their can never be a friendship between a pureblood and a misfit." Then, holding his head up high, he turned away and walked straight out of the cafeteria looking just like the pureblood he claimed to be.

Atryom Bravinski

With Darius gone, Atryom sighed as he turned back to normal. He looked over at Kiran, then walked over to him.

"As his guardian, I don't appreciate people smacking Darius around," He began, looking most disappointed in him, "although I do understand why you might have done it. He's a very....complicated person. However, I would ask that you please refrain from hitting him, as I would like not to have to step in. Oh, speaking of which, may I ask what happened before I came over? While it's not uncommon for him to instigate things, it is quite rare for him to use his powers so needlessly."

[Kiran]
The next few moments were kind of a blur for Kiran. Partly because there seemed to be a lot happening at once (to him anyways), but mainly because he was a little trapped inside his own mind at the moment. Thinking about what had just taken place, first and foremost. Secondly, trying to quell his incessant shivering at an unwelcome, untimely recognition. He dimly registered another person coming into view: that Kitsune from the bathroom earlier, Atryom. He and Darius seemed to get in a small… disagreement. After it was pretty much over, Kiran noted the sad gaze fixed on him from Darius. He heard some words, but he didn’t register them until his roommate had stridden from the cafeteria. Kiran was starting to discover the anatomy of a typical interaction between them: Kiran approached him, an awkward turn of events followed, and then Darius left. He blinked a couple times, still puzzled over what had just happened. Next thing he knew, Atryom was talking to him. Being in the dazed state that he was, he just barely caught the last sentence. He assumed the Kitsune was asking what had went down prior to his intervention.
 
And that’s when it finally hit home. Thoughts flurried about his mind, making it hard to form a coherent reply. I hit someone! My roommate! I slapped him across the face! And he was a pureblood of all things! Shit! What would Father say? What would Karne say? Oh shit… was she watching? Did she see me do that? Oh, I hope not… please don’t look, Karne… He hastily carded his slightly shaking fingers through his plaitnum hair as he struggled for a response, pushing down his hood in the process. He’d fix it later.
 
“Uh… well…” Kiran paused to take a deep breath before finally formulating his answer. “He was over here sleeping, and he didn’t look too good, so I came over and asked what was wrong. And he thought I was you for a second and he was talking about someone, and when he found out I wasn’t you, he got mad, and he said something and I…” He sighed, sagging his shoulders and looking down at the floor. “Look Atryom, I overreacted, and I’m really sorry. Really. Next time I see Darius, I swear I’ll apologize to him, but I just want you to know that this was the last thing I wanted to happen-“ His voice had started to shake by the end of his sentence and he could’ve sworn he was about to pass out when two supporting arms slid around his shoulders and he was pulled backwards against a familiar body.
 
[Karne]
She saw the commotion over by Kiran and those other two students. What’s going on? she wondered worriedly. Karne felt Nani transform back into a kitten and slip up and around her shoulders, fur darkening in her agitation. By unspoken agreement, Nani was also considered Kiran’s guardian as much as she was Karne’s, if not only to a lesser degree. Nani was not prejudiced against misfits as so many others of her noble standing were. This was part of the reason why she was selected as Karne’s guardian in the first place. Karne quickly excused herself from Mikala to go to her brother's rescue. 
 
Karne weaved through the students in time to see her brother hastily respond to an inquiry of the Kitsune’s, the other student having left by then. She saw at once that her brother was at the edges of mental stability. She could only wonder what had upset him like this. There was only one thing she could think of, and it sent an invisible chill up her spine. She finally reached her brother and pulled him close to her. He looked like he was about to fall over.
 
“Kiran,” she murmured in his ear soothingly. “Calm down. Everything’s fine~” She stood up straight and looked up at the fox demon he’d been talking to.
 
“Kiran’s not feeling too good right now. I’m sure he really didn’t mean to hit that guy.” She tilted her head to one side, a soft smile on her face. Kiran was slowly starting to stablize. Physically, at least. Karne wasn’t sure what could be said for his emotions at present. She patted her brother on the head and flipped his hood back up, another gesture of comfort. “In fact,” she continued, addressing both Kiran and the fox guy. “He’s going to go apologize right now.” She gently squeezed her brother’s shoulder, indicating that’s just what he would do.

[Kiran]
He understood at once that Karne's statement was a command, not a suggestion. Despite this, he was deathly reluctant. Although he'd stopped shaking once Karne had appeared, his mind was still caught up in a maelstrom of thoughts. He hardly noticed he'd left the protection of his older sister and started making his way to the door. 

Upon leaving the cafeteria, he immediately caught sight of Darius walking away. He felt terrible again already, just looking at the guy. Beginning to shiver ominously once more, he tried to tense himself up as he started a small jog to catch up to Darius. "Wait!" he called out, not caring if he was heeded or not. His plan was to get his attention, say sorry, and leave. Kiran had a sinking feeling it wouldn'tbe that simple. 

He finally caught up to the figure enough for his liking, for lack of a better term. "Darius," he began, voice trembling slightly. "I'm sorry about what happened. Really sorry." The last thing he wanted was a conflict with anyone, Pureblood or not. 

"Alright Arawn you can go eat now if you like. They're serving mixed fruit, bacon, oranges, and various meats: Cooked or otherwise." Corey listed the list of food that might feed any sort of magical creature. "Personally I love the bacon." The dean muttered as he pulled out a large plate of bacon and taking one off so he can devour it. "Bacon!" All of the little imps cried and attempted to eat the bacon off the desk. "My bacon!" Corey yelled and lifted the plate into the air while taking off one piece at a time to eat. "Oh yeah Arawn if you need help, go to see my nephew Jason Black." He called out to the student and then smacked on of the imps that was trying to eat his food.

"I'd completely forgotten that-" Atryom seemed surprised, perhaps by the fact that he forgot about getting his own food. But the even more surprising event was a loud, crack-like sound that rang out over the moment of silence. The fox turned first, staring at the two plausible suspects of the sound. One of which had a frightening Black Fire within his grasp. "Excuse me, Rei, but I'm afraid I have some business to attend to." Atryom was reacting to this occurrence, making Rei wonder if he knew those two. "I look forward to when we meet again." With the last word Atryom ran over to the other two, leaving her.

She sat, simply watching as he got between the two, yelling at the one he seemed darker, colder even. Darius, that was the name Atryom yelled while confronting him. And Darius refuted, demanding his friend get out of the way, and then spoke about making the misfit kneel. This was what caught Rei the most, Darius was a pureblood, and the one behind Atryom was a misfit. She gritted her teeth in disgust, her mind was already set in stone that nearly all purebloods were horrible creatures. But to think they would even act out in the middle of an Academy's cafeteria was just despicable. The pieces of Darius and Atryom's 'friendship' were falling into place as well.

That was when Atryom's own words confirmed it, he was in fact that purebloods guardian. Rei, covering her left eyes as she forced her fingers to hold her forehead, started to beome aggitated. Nobles could be more sympathetic to misfits, but if they were guardians, they might as well have been useless as a sheild for anyone but Purebloods. No matter how much of a friend they became to one, most would sell out that 'friend' at a masters order.

Her consentration snapped as Darius yelled out, his blackened fists launching into Atryom's chest to push him back. "Atryom!" Rei yelped quietly, jumping out of her chair, and began to run for the confrontation without thinking. Purebloods have always been cruel and twisted, but to their own guardians? Her movements were swift, as she had made it to the last table before getting to Atryom and Darius before she froze.

Atryom began to change as he lifted Darius from the ground. It nearly looked like all sanity was being removed from himself as his eyes seemed to become crazed. "D-demon.." She muttered to herself. Rei knew that Atryom was a demon class when she saw his ears, but the fact never really struck in until this. Even a noble can be dark at heart like the damned purebloods. Demons were always full of trickery, letting people believe they were harmless before striking. It was because of her in depth knowledge of this, Rei could not help but begin wondering if Atryom was just trying to lead her into a trap. He was a monster, every little piece of him at this moment.

The first time his voice rang out within this transformation, all other sounds died to Rei. Her thoughts began to take over the ambience, neutralizing the rest of his words. She could only watch as he continued to hold up Darius. She could only feel fear, this man had been toying with her. He was no different from the purebloods after all was he? She was going to be sent back, to the days of pain wasn't she? The pain of the fire gripping him didn't even seem to register across this demon's mind. This sight could only further debilitate Rei in her state of mind.

She could see it, she could physically see that room. Her breath became heavy as she looked around, the cafeteria slowly fading away into the tattered place. She twisted and turned, trying to look every which way until her eyes locked onto the cracked mirror. With the top portion missing, all she could see was a single grin. "You can't escape me" The wicked voice rang out, the strength so overwhelming Rei began to lose consciousness, falling backwards. Laughter rang as the room fell apart, the bright lights of the cafeteria slowly fighting back the room's form.

The voice played over and over in her head. She knew exactly what it was, she knew what that room stood for. She wanted to scream out, the fear inside of her was growing. She didn't want to feel the nothingness that followed being taken over by it. Those question of what happened, what exactly had she done , and how many did she injure when she finally came to? The voice would constantly nag at her mind trying to drive her to the brink of insanity only to leave her with absolutely nothing. She was driven of all emotion, of all feeling, even all of the pain that took place in her life.

She could only picture this schools hallways, painted with crimson. Entrails hung from the ceiling as if some festival ornament for her own private ceremony. The countless faces she has or will seen simply bashed into the walls as a personal decor. Imprints left for an eternity to wail at any that pass through. The ambience of her newest songs would simply be the sound of blood dripping across the intercoms. Rei forced her eyes shut, not wanting to imagine any of this anymore. Whispering to herself hoping to gnaw out the voice from her head.

As everything came back too, Rei was using the end of the table to remain standing. Lightheaded, and dizzy she simply stared. Atryom by this time was already back to normal, and she could not recall just how much time passed for what seemed a matter of seconds. Darius was gone, and the other boy just stood to give chase. Another girl stood before Atryom, she was probably caught in the commotion in some way as well. Awaken Fury had taken effect, none had noticed, but it was there. From what she could see, nothing had occurred. None had watchful eyes on her as of yet, so peace still remained. At least, what little peace there could be. She gulped, trying to push the thoughts of what may have occurred in such a short time if something did happen. She starred at Atryom, trying to catch up, hoping no one took notice of the darkness that appeared and left.

Rei quickly tried to sort through her thoughts. Perhaps Atryom only took that horrible form to stand even ground with a pureblood? But then again, he seemed completely void of emotion during the few seconds she actually saw. But if she thought about it, he did enter this facing the pureblood instead of the Misfit. But, that form, there was no way he was completely innocent in any way. Her head continued filling with buts, she wanted to try and believe Atryom was more like a creepy/innocent/stalker, rather than a horrendous monster that would prey on anything.

Uncertain, and in fear she stepped forward trying to maintain an angry composure. Though, her fear seemed to break as a few tears took to her eyes the closer she got. "You idiot!" She screamed, stomping downwards at his tail. "That face is not worth my songs!" Her voice was angry, but the fear was definitely obvious as her voice trembled. She heard the voice during those moments. She heard the voice of Awaken Fury, and she didn't want it to come back. She didn't want that Atryom to come back either. "Never show that side of you again. Ever!" She wanted to feel that safety again, she liked the idea of having someone join her for Sunday practice, but she wanted that safe feeling back.

She spun to look at the other girl that was near. "You, be my back-up. If he does that again, tug at his ears and I'll pull on his tail!" This time her voice was quieted down to a low cry. "If I see it again, I will kill him myself." Her voice nearly switched to a growl instantly. She didn't want her safety to be breached by someone she was unsure about. But if that feeling was already breached, then she would not allow anything to crumble her inside of the net. "You got that D-O-G?" She spelt out, too frustrated to care if this would anger him, " If you do it again, we will stomp on your tail, and rip your little ears off!" She kept her face from looking near his, somewhat afraid of seeing the crazed eyes once again.

"Alright Arawn you can go eat now if you like. They're serving mixed fruit, bacon, oranges, and various meats: Cooked or otherwise." Arawn jumped chance to eat and relax for a bit. "Thanks Dean have a good day." Arawn started to leave the room when he heard the Dean talk about bacon and then she said "Oh yeah Arawn if you need help, go to see my nephew Jason Black.". Arawn thought "At least know I know who not to get on the wrong side of here.". Arawn was starving for food it took him some time and a whole lot of direction asking but he got there, as he entered he watched as two students looked like they were so close to having a full scale brawl. "I guess this is my kind of school there is not a moment of boredom here." He said with a smirk on his face. Arawn watched as it ended and one of the students left the room not looking so happy. Then he looked over at the breakfast line and watched as he was seconds late. "This is just great better go unpack my bags then." As he turned around he heard more arguing and looked back to see a girl yelling at one of the students who was in the fight. "I think I am going to get use to this school pretty quickly."

Atryom Bravinski

“He was over here sleeping, and he didn’t look too good, so I came over and asked what was wrong. And he thought I was you for a second and he was talking about someone, and when he found out I wasn’t you, he got mad, and he said something and I…look Atryom, I overreacted, and I’m really sorry. Really. Next time I see Darius, I swear I’ll apologize to him, but I just want you to know that this was the last thing I wanted to happen-“

Atryom listened carefully. When he saw that Kiran was shaking, he was going to try to calm him down when a pink-haired girl beat him to it. She caught him as he was about to pass out, seeming very concerned for him. For a moment, Atryom wondered what her relationship with him was. Girlfriend, perhaps? He was distracted as he put a hand to his chest. Since he had calmed down, he had started to really feel the pain.

“Kiran’s not feeling too good right now. I’m sure he really didn’t mean to hit that guy.”

So he did hit him. Atryom throught, sighing, It probably wasn't uncalled for, knowing Darius, but still.....why did he go so far as to use his powers over such a small thing? Even if he thought it was me....it must have been what he said to Kiran, thinking it was me. It's the only logical reason I can think of.

“In fact, he’s going to go apologize right now.”

Atryom stared at the cute, pink-haired girl in shock. She was actually going to make him go after Darius, even after what just happened? What if Darius brought up the Black Fire again, especially in the unstable state he was in?

"I really don't think that's a good..." Atryom trailed off as he watched Kiran leave. For a brief moment, he wondered if Kiran actually had a death wish. After Kiran was gone, he stared again at the pink-haired girl. He simply could not understand why in the world Kiran would go try to apologize, at least, right then anyway.

"Who are you?" Atryom began to ask her, "And why-OWWWOOOOOOO!" Atryom practically howled in pain as he felt his tail being stepped on.

"You idiot! That face is not worth my songs!"

Uncontrollable tears of pain welling up in his eyes from the combined pain of the burns and now one of his tails, he turned to see who the culprit was. "Rei...." Atryom said gently, a sad tone in his voice. She looked pissed, to put it bluntly, and scared for some reason.

"Rei....calm down, please..." Why is she so scared? Her voice is trembling like crazy...."It's not what you think, really." Atryom smiled at her through the pain, trying to exert some sort of calm.

"Never show that side of you again. Ever!"

Wait. She's scared....of me? Why? He thought back to try to remember what about him might have scared her. Ah, right. I acted on instinct again. No wonder.... "Well, you see, when an ape has to tell another ape to back off....." Atryom started to explain, using some sort of weird analogy, even as Rei continued to threaten him.

"If you do it again, we will stomp on your tail, and rip your little ears off!"

"P-Please don't. That would hurt. A lot." A cloud settled over Atryom's face, as he continued to try to save himself. Why was she so mad at him? He didn't understand. If he hadn't done what he did, Darius surely would have started a fight.

"R-Rei, my tail...that really hurts!" With a rather painful yank, Atryom jerked his poor tail out from under her foot. He held it up to his chest, looking at Rei almost fearfully. "Are you even sure of what just happened?" Atryom asked her, "I mean, I'm sorry that you had to see that...." A sad tone had crept into his voice. He really was sorry. After, they had practically just met. He didn't want her to think of him as some sort of evil creature or monster. "But if I hadn't done what I did, Darius would still be here, trying to cause havoc." Atryom felt like a fish trying to explain to a bear why it shouldn't be eaten. He was going to get eaten either way.

"Listen." Atryom held up his hands in a gesture of pleading, inadvertently showing how horribly burned they were. They had second-degree burns, although they were almost bad enough to be called third-degree. However, although the pain made him think that chopping his hands off might be better, he did his best to ignore it for now. "I don't know if you already know this, but most pureblooded demons care only about power. They're taught to think that way, and to recognize when someone is more powerful than them." Feeling very tired, Atryom fell into a chair, no longer having the energy to care about whether Rei would step on his tail again or not.

"If you want to calm down a pureblooded demon, you have to show you're bigger than them, even if you're really not. It's the same concept as when two animals fight over food; the bigger, stronger looking one usually wins, forcing the other to wait his turn." Atryom sighed, gingerly placing his hands in his lap. "Again, I'm really sorry you had to see that, Rei." He smiled gently at her. "Please forgive me." He bowed his head down, wincing as his chest moved with it.

Darius Grimlocke

Darius grew more and more irritated as whispers seemed to follow him down the hallway. People were talking about what happened, the rumor spreading like wildfire. Fuck. Darius thought, That idiot got burned, didn't he? I burnt him...I think. Darius's face darkened into a scowl. Of course I burnt him, the asshole wouldn't let me go. Stopping at an unoccupied corner, Darius sighed. Maybe that fox was right. Well, anyway, I guess I better go get the burn cream.... Extremely confused with himself, Darius leaned against the wall, wondering what exactly made him act the way he did. Was it really because he had mistaken him for Atryom? No, that was simply too stupid to be the answer.

I let my guard down. Even if just for a moment, I felt...peaceful around him. Around a misfit.

"Wait!"

Darius, pulled out of his sudden realization, turned to see Kiran running towards him. He didn't know whether to be pissed, annoyed, confused, or all of them at the same time. Why the hell did this guy keep following him? Did he have some kind of death wish?

"Darius. I'm sorry about what happened. Really sorry."

Darius's confused face almost instantly turned to one of pure annoyance. What was this guy's deal?

"Why in the holy fuck are you apologizing?" Darius began, sounding just as annoyed as he looked, "And why do you keep following me? Seriously, I don't get you! What the fuck do I have to do for you to get the idea?!" Seriously, this guy....pisses me off. "You know what?" He rambled, saying the first thing that came to his mind without thinking about it, "You should be my slave anyway to compensate, that way I can make you dress like a monkey and dance in front of everyone in the cafeteria. Would you still wanna be friends then, asshole?"

However, he couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of Kiran in a monkey suit. He didn't realize he was actually chuckling out loud, his shoulders heaving at the effort of trying to hold the rest of the laughter in. "We could even...pfftttt.....put a pink bow in your white hair, old man! Bwahaha!" Unable to control himself, he burst out laughing. Kiran, with a pink bow and a monkey suit? Priceless, even if it was only in Darius's imagination.

It's happening again. Why do I feel comfortable around this person? I don't get it....he's a misfit. Like she was...

Darius stopped laughing, looking at Kiran with an almost imploring gaze. "All bullshit aside, I honestly don't understand why you're following me to apologize after what happened in the cafeteria. I mean...why bother? I don't understand." Darius spoke much more seriously than he had been a few moments ago. "Didn't I insult you? Didn't I try to hurt you? Why would you still...." Darius trailed off, leaving the question unspoken. Why would you still act like you care?

[Karne]

The kitsune (Oh wow his ears… they look so soft…) gave her a really funny look as Kiran left. He asked her a question or two, but it got cut off as he was promptly confronted by another girl similar in height and build to Karne herself (Her hair… IT’S BLUE! THAT’S SO COOL!). She stepped on one of his tails (SO FLUFFY!) and started yelling at him. He tried semi-frantically to calm her down. At one point, the blue-haired girl looked her way. "You, be my back-up. If he does that again, tug at his ears and I'll pull on his tail!" she exclaimed, and Karne wasn’t sure if she was completely serious or not. However, that look on her face suggested that she was. Besides, Karne was sort of tempted to tug on one of the bushy tails anyways...

The fox demon spoke to the girl, most likely to apologize or calm her down for whatever reason. Then, looking rather weary, he sat down in a chair and said something else. Of course, Karne's eyes were fixed on his furry ears the entire time. As he stopped talking and lowered his head, she set into motion. On her way over, she lifted Nani, then in cat form, to her face and murmured, remembering her brother, "Pi̱gaínete elénxei Kiran, parakaló̱." Go check on Kiran, please. Nani jumped right from her arms and soon disappeared in the mass of students, and Karne idly hoped she wouldn't get trampled. 

In a matter of seconds, she reached the kitsune. Karne smiled brightly. The ears were so close! With a small giggle, not really caring how the fox demon felt about the action, she reached out and felt one with her hands. She let out a small gasp. "Ohmigosh they're so soft!" she breathed. Although she could just as easily assume a much more mature persona, Karne was a big child at heart; easily amused, oblivious and all. 

[Kiran]

Despite the jokes being blatantly offensive, Kiran couldn't help but laugh himself as he saw Darius concede to his own ill-meant joke. He covered his mouth with his hands and lowered his head as his shoulders racked slightly with the reverberations of his laughter. Of all things, Kiran would've thought the last thing Darius possessed was a sense of humor. For the time, Kiran actually felt a small twinge of comfort. After a few moments, though, he straightened up and saw Darius' laughing face morph into a mask of seriousness. 

"All bullshit aside, I honestly don't understand why you're following me to apologize after what happened in the cafeteria. I mean...why bother? I don't understand. Didn't I insult you? Didn't I try to hurt you? Why would you still...." Kiran assumed he knew the end of the half-finished question. Just as he was about to reply, he felt something brush against his leg. He looked down to see Nani in her small cat form. "Oh, Nani," he murmured as he reached down to pick her up. He could only assume this was Karne's doing. He cradled the small cat to his chest and looked back up at Darius, previously comfortable feeling rapidly vanishing. 

"I came to apologize because I was the one to hit you. I freaked out over nothing. I just wanted to say that I really didn't mean to. It was an overreaction. I mean, I don't hit people, I hate getting into fights. What happened back there... I just flipped out and did something I shouldn't have. That's all. So again, I'm really sorry." Kiran's shaking had since all but stopped. Apologizing made him feel a small bit better. He idly stroked Nani's fur as He kept his open eye on Darius, a tad worried his apology would have somehow made things worse. 

Rei puffed out her cheeks, slightly angry that Atryom nearly tripped her by jerking his tail out of under her foot. She almost felt like she was getting a pep talk because she was in the wrong. "Listen." Her eyes locked on the hands as he held them up. He actually did get hurt when Darius grabbed there didn't he? "I don't know if you already know this, but most pureblooded demons care only about power. They're taught to think that way, and to recognize when someone is more powerful than them." She knew he was right on this, because when Awaken Fury first appeared all other demons seemed to hold a little, tiny fraction more of respect for her.

He was tired, it was obvious. The fact that such a small encounter could wear him out to the point of having to sit down was somewhat saddening. But then again, he did try and hold strength the entire time the black fire was burning him. "If you want to calm down a pureblooded demon, you have to show you're bigger than them, even if you're really not...." Rei was listening in until the small cat jumped out of the other girls arms and ran off.

" .....stronger looking one usually wins.." She could hear Atryom continue on, but her eyes were glued to the girl approached him. Her smile was shining out like she found some kind of heaven on earth. Rei couldn't help but raise her right brow, coming to the point of ignoring Atryom as the girl giggled. Her eyes becoming solid as she watched her reach out and touch one of the ears. "What the hell is she doing? Atryom is going to eat her.." Blinking a few times, she looked towards Atryom, "Or perhaps he is too injured?"

"Ohmigosh they're so soft!" The girls words were all slurred together in what seemed a single breath. Rei starred, letting nothing break her attention from the pleasure this girl had from simply rubbing his ears. She even began to think herself how the ears might have felt if touched. "A-atryom" She muttered, approaching a little closer. "Aren't you... hurt.. nurse.." She was becoming more and more distracted, losing her words.

"It serves you right, idiot." She muttered, shaking her head to bring her to what was actually important. "Who is really so stupid as to-" Before she could even notice it, her hand as well was reaching for his other ear. Quietly stroking it as it disobeyed her will of the moment. "I-i-i-i... It is soft.." Her attention snapped completely to the ear, carefully getting a little closer so she could bring up a second ear. "Why didn't I do this before?" Her voice slured off into an odd giggle as she rubbed at the ear. "Soft soft soft......"

Rei's words paused, her eyes looking downwards to see only the side of Atryom's head. Apparently she came so close, her eyes were level with the ears. Quickly stumbling back, she brushed herself off, regaining her composure. "Ahem" She forced a fake cough, trying to pretend like she did not fall into a trance by something like fuzzy ears. "S-so in other words, you were simply trying to make a pureblood back off, while getting yourself hurt this badly? For a guardian, you are an idiot to stand infront of your own master like that.."

Mikala would watch as Kiran's sister left. Mikala watched the small crowd of people for a while then shook her head, quickly growing bored. As Mikala turned away, she saw a young man watching the little argument. Mikala looked at him curiously. She hadn't seen him at the beginning of school. Perhaps he had come late? No matter, Mikala slowly approached him, still curious. "Hellloooo" she said looking up at him. "I didn't see you yesterday. I'm Mikala" she said introducing herself. Mikala began to rock slowly on her heels, her hands behind her back. There was something about him....something strange. Mikala couldn't decide if it was good or bad but it bothered her a bit. "What are you? A demon or something?" she asked, referring to what supernatural being he was.

Arawn heard a voice directed towards him, he looked down to see a girl looking up at him. She introduced herself then went straight to the point. "What are you? A demon or something?" Arawn hesitated and thought "Would saying I am a werewolf have a impact on her opinion of me, are werewolves treated different around here or something because there doesn't seem to be any." Arawn stalled for a second then responded "Isn't it normal to say what race you are first before asking what theirs is." He said as he leaned against the door smiling, trying to dodge the question for as long as he could. Arawn felt strange some how different was it having a conversation or Arawn couldn't put his tongue on it. He wondered looking at the girl thinking "could it be her?"

Darius Grimlocke

"I came to apologize because I was the one to hit you.

When Kiran picked up a small cat, Darius couldn't help but stare at it. It's....It's so cute..... It looked so fluffy and soft, he had to resist the urge to reach out and try to pet it. Although he was distracted, he made sure to listen to what the misfit was saying.

"I freaked out over nothing. I just wanted to say that I really didn't mean to. It was an overreaction. I mean, I don't hit people, I hate getting into fights.

Must not touch the cat, must not touch the cat, must not touch the cat

"What happened back there... I just flipped out and did something I shouldn't have. That's all. So again, I'm really sorry."

"Most people don't like the thought of being a demon's slave..." Darius, do NOT touch that cat! That cute little white ball of fur... He thought to himself, continuing to answer Kiran all the while, "After all, we only care about strength and entertaining ourselves. We don't care if we torture, abuse, or even kill to meet that end. We'll even discriminate to keep our own selfish desires..." What the hell am I DOING?! Just because it looks fluffy and cute and soft~! A look of pure conflict finally appearing on his face, Darius began to reach out a shaky hand.

"Y-You know..." Darius began as he pulled his own hand back, "If you're really sorry, you could actually be my....servant." He refrained from saying slave, although he meant practically the same thing as he continued, "For the rest of today. Just today." He sounded completely different from earlier. If anything, he sounded almost embarrassed. Not only that, but it completely contradicted what he was saying not more than two seconds ago. He was acting purely on impulse. He simply could not resist the temptation of cuteness right before him. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MEEEEEE!

Then, surprisingly, Darius smiled genuinely as he said, "And your first order would be to let me pet that cute-looking cat. Ok~?"

I must be stupid. I must be a genuine idiot. I'm seriously asking this guy to seriously be my slave just to pet a fucking cat, of all things. DAMN YOU, CUTENESS!

Atryom Bravinski

"Ohmigosh they're so soft!"

Atryom just sat there for a moment, trying to process what was happening. T-This girl.... He didn't know how to react to people pulling on his ears. To be honest, no one ever really messed with them. And yet, here this girl was, just petting away with a huge smile on her face.

"I-i-i-i... It is soft.."

Atryom was inwardly shocked as he thought, Not you too! Although....hey...that kinda feels good. Atryom closed his eyes and smiled as the two girls massaged his ears for a few moments. It was a pure bliss that Atryom had never experienced before. He had to resist from thumping his feet like a dog. However, the experience was soon over when Rei let go, looking quite embarrassed.

"S-so in other words, you were simply trying to make a pureblood back off, while getting yourself hurt this badly? For a guardian, you are an idiot to stand infront of your own master like that.."

Rei's words brought him back to reality, although he was constantly distracted by the other girl's touch. "W-Well, his actions did make me mad a little bit. He acts so stupid sometimes..." Atryom began, his head unconsciously leaning toward the other girl, "Darius is easily riled, although he may not admit it, so it's up to me to make sure he doesn't do anything rash." Atryom smiled at Rei. "It hurts, but if it helps him make a new friend then I would do it again without hesitation. It's actually kind of complicated when you think about it..."

[Kiran]

"Most people don't like the thought of being a demon's slave..." YOU DON’T SAY? Kiran shifted uncomfortably and held Nani closer. The whole slave thing was starting to creep him out... Darius was pretty weird indeed. "After all, we only care about strength and entertaining ourselves. We don't care if we torture, abuse, or even kill to meet that end. We'll even discriminate to keep our own selfish desires..." Kiran tilted his head to one side and raised a brow. Why was he downtalking his own standing? Nani started to wriggle around slightly, a small shudder passing through her body. Something was bothering her about Darius. Kiran soon saw why. 

Darius was slowly reaching his hand out towards Nani, making her hackles rise and small hissing sounds escape her mouth. Kiran knew she hated being touched by anyone other than Karne and himself, so he immediately began petting her in an attempt to calm her down before she did something rash, like change into her fighting form. Darius pulled his hand back and continued speaking. "Y-You know... If you're really sorry, you could actually be my....servant." Kiran frowned slightly and furrowed his brows nervously. Servant? What? He was really getting creeped out by the whole servitude topic, but he decided to say nothing. "For the rest of today. Just today." Well, Kiran supposed he'd just been spoken for. Oh well. He'd bring up later that he never actually agreed to anything if the need arose. 

Kiran was rather shocked by a genuine smile that spread across Darius' face. "And your first order would be to let me pet that cute-looking cat. Ok~?" Kiran opened his left eye and both of them widened. What kind of tone was that? He felt Nani promptly shift out of his arms and drape herself about his slight shoulders, fur darkening in irritation. 

"Well, you see..." he struggled for a response. "I'd let you, but-" He felt Nani's body change back into her small "neko" form and she glared at Darius over the top of Kiran's head. She decided to speak for herself. "You will do no such thing, you brat," she hissed at Darius. "I am Nani, guardian of Karne Nevaidos. Touch me..." she narrowed her eyes menacingly. "And die a painful death." Kiran frantically looked back at Darius, gushing his response. What the hell was Nani doing, threatening a Pureblood like that? It wasn't like her at all. Then again... she hated being pet... 

"I'm sorry Darius," he replied hastily. "Nani's my sister's guardian, but she looks after me too, and she does not like to be pet by people other than me and my sister. She's really sensetive about that. So, I don't think you'll be able to pet her..." he trailed off as he felt Nani shift back into a cat and jump right off his shoulders, swiftly stalking off into the crowds, most likely back to the cafeteria. 

Kiran ran a hand through his hair. "She's not usually that angry... It's just the whole 'touching' thing she doesn't like. I hope you understand," he said, turning his head back to Darius once the end of her white tail had vanished amongst the crowd of students. 

[Karne]

Karne honestly had no idea what the two were talking about. Not that she cared. The only thing that mattered to her was the fluffy ear she was massaging. The kitsune seemed to like it too, judging by the way he shifted his head towards her. She wasn't thinking about anything else until she felt a familiar form brush against her leg. Nani had returned. Reluctantly abandoning the captivating ear, she reached down and took the kitten into her arms. "Pó̱s eínai af̱tós?" she asked. How is he? "Eínai o̱raía," came the grumbled reply as the car settled around her shoulders. He's fine. Karne vaguely wondered why Nani was so upset. Most likely all those people, she thought. Karne mentally shrugged and turned back to massaging the ear, blissfully oblivious to the conversation of the demon and the blue-haired girl. 

Mikala frowned slightly, leaning to one side. "Well....." she said thinking. "It doesn't matter but im a vampire" she said smiling. "Type.........B" she added, almost forgetting. "Now your turn" she said, clapping her hands together, bouncing up and down. "Hmmm does it really mater who goes first? Maybe, or not. Oh well" she thought shrugging to herself. "Hey, where are you heading?" she asked curiously, looking at him with brows furrowed in thought. A sudden thought occured Mikala. "Was he....stalling earlier? I wonder what for...."

"It doesn't matter but im a vampire" She said. "Doesn't it really not matter here, is it that different from the outside." Arawn thought to himself as he remembered his child hood growing up running from hunters and being called a monster. "Now your turn" Arawn still hesitated to answer but she moved on to a different question "Hey, where are you heading?" "Oh I just got my key from the Dean so I was thinking I would drop off my bag in the room." He said as he adjusted the bag in his hand. "Oh why we are on the subject its a little embarrassing to ask but.... I am not so good with directions so could you show me to my room its number 203 and if I go looking I think I might get lost again, it would be a great help if you don't mind." Arawn said kinda nervous like.

Feena got out of the cab and stretched, taking in a deep breath of air. She then took her bags of the trunk, paid the driver, and once he was out of site, took off her heavy, hooded, winter coat, letting her tail swing freely and her ears to move. She picked up her suitcases and put her shoulder bag over shoulder and went to find the Dean. On her way there she accidentally bumped into a guy with silver hair, blue grey eyes, and was about her height, but a bit taller.

"Oh my gosh I'm sorry." She stated, but after looking around and seeing that nothing was dropped she knew she should be on her way, seeing as how she was already late.

"I'm so so so sorry, but I'm already really late for a meeting with the dean so I'll make it up to you the next time I see. Yet again I'm so sorry." And with that she was on her way again, following the signs to the Dean's Office.

The whole way to the Dean's Office she couldn't get over how cute that boy was, and how she really wanted to get to know him. She felt like there was something very interesting with that boy, and she wanted to know what it was that was sparking her curiosity. After what seemed like ten minutes of just aimless wondering she finally found the Dean's Office. She took a huge breath, knowing that she might get scolded for being late, and then knocked on the door.

After knocking she opened it just slightly, enough to peak her head in and said. "Hello sir, I'm sorry I'm so late."

"Okay Heather, I guess I'll talk to you later." Jason sighed and rose up from the table and left the lunch room and went outside where he saw a girl running toward him. Huh? Oh crap! Jason yelped in his head as the girl collided with him causing him to crash to the ground and she scampered away to what looked like his uncle's office. "Alright." He muttered quietly as a bug crawled on and then off his skin.

The dean had been waiting for a cirten student to show up when a someone knocked on his office door. "Yes Miss Malsahar, You show up at the last few moments correct?" Dean Corey muttered behind his desk and opened the door all the way with a wave of his hand. "Well at least you finally showed up." He muttered and poked an Imp in the stomach and got both the girls room key and schedule.

"Okay, here it is: Monday: Morning- Japanese and Evening- Defensive Techniques, Tuesday: Morning- Self Control and Evening- Power Amplification, Wednesday: Morning- Adaption and Evening- Power Amplification, Thursday: Morning- Weapon Mastery and Evening- Self Control, Friday: Morning- Cooking and Evening- [Free], Saturday: Morning- [Free] and Evening- Survival Training, Sunday: Morning- Adaption and Evening- Weapon Mastery." The dean read the list and handed the girl the key to her room.