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Quincy Reed

"Don't worry, be happy! ...Okay, even I thought that was lame."

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a character in “Classroom A-2”, as played by H3R0



Quincy Reed

"Like the noun, not the verb thing."


"Too cool for adulthood."


"Pink is manly."


"If you're shorter than me, my hugs are great. If you're taller, they're still pretty great."


"A hundred and thirty pounds of pure muscle!...don't laugh."

Quincy has insomnia. He doesn't really mention this to anyone and it's hard to tell by the way he acts most of the time throughout the day, but when it comes time to sleep, his mind never shuts up enough to let him do it. Sometimes, he'll try to rest at least by laying in bed with his eyes closed until it's time to get up again, but most of the time doing that just gets on his nerves and makes him jittery, so he'll try distracting himself. Maybe he'll try messing around on the computer or go on a walk. Sometimes he might even spontaneously call one of his friends up in the middle of the night just to bug them until they get annoyed enough to hang up on him. That usually makes him laugh. When he does get sleep, they're in short-lived increments of just a handful of hours at a time.

"Insomnia? Never heard of it. Sounds like a type of bird."


"I know like six whole phrases in French."


"There's no fun in leaving anyone out!"

Romantic Interest:
None at the moment

"I love everyone!"

Florist, Coffee Shop Barista

"Flowers are cool, coffees are gross."


Not to brag, but Quincy is quite possibly one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet. His sense of humor can sometimes be a little off, a little dark, but he'd never have an issue adjusting it for the sake of those listening. He knows how to act in the right situations, and while he doesn't really like being serious, he can be if the moment calls for it, although he'll still try his best to lighten to mood if he thinks he can, too. He can be sensitive to the moods of others, especially those who are close to him, and can't really relax if he thinks any of them are in a bad mood, or down in the dumps. He'll constantly feel the urge to cheer them up, or at least try to take their mind off of it, even if there's nothing he can really do to help them overall. He'll even go out of his way to make others happy, even if he's not feeling it himself. He'd rather have those around him happier than himself.

That isn't to say he isn't usually happy, though. Quincy isn't a gloomy guy at all. In fact, he's the bright and cheery type and always has something optimistic to say, even if things appear to be completely at a loss. He could major in brightening the mood. Sometimes, his optimism may seem a little misplaced or completely delusional, but he has such a way with it that sometimes people can't help but almost believe him, just for the sake of it. It seems almost impossible to ruin his good mood. It's almost as if he has his heads stuck up in the clouds, in some childish world where sunshine never runs out and nightmares are just temporary things. To others, his optimism can get a little tired. It seems like he doesn't have a care in the world, and others may envy his totally relaxed, no-fight, just-love, almost hippy-like attitude. But that's not it at all. Quincy is very aware of the bad things in the world. He just likes making the best out of bad situations. Is that so wrong?

Okay, so he's not all that relaxed, he's not that easy-going. He may be that way sometimes, where he'd rather just go with the flow with a cool little smile on his face, but sometimes he gets this rush to get things done. Sometimes he wants to go out and do things, especially when he gets an idea or if it's part of something he passionate about. He can go from calm and casual to energetic and eccentric in a moment's notice. It's not hard to convince him into something. If he thinks you're all for it, then he's all for it, even if it's just him and the other person. He likes to match the enthusiasm of others and being a "downer" just isn't his thing.

He's an extrovert. He loves people. He loves pleasing people. And he loves making them as happy as he can. Really, his biggest downsides are just that he can be a little annoying sometimes, maybe a little too hyper, or a little too happy about life; and, while he usually doesn't get enough sleep as it is, if he's gone too long without it, he can get a little out of character, a little moody, a little cranky, but if he realizes it, he'll apologize and say he never meant to hurt anyone's feelings. He would much rather go out of his way, or even out of his comfort zone, to make someone else happy, even if it made him miserable to do it--but that's hard to do anyway. He's pretty much down with doing anything everyone else wants to do.

"No hate, just love~ In fact, love me. I'm the best kind of person to love. I'm adorable."

Recording videos
Bad jokes
Scary movies
Rainy days
Haunted houses

"I like pretty much anything."


"You caught me, I lied. I don't actually like everything."

Fear of death or dying.
Fear of being forgotten.
Fear of abuse.

"If you're scared, you can hold my hand."

Singing. Quincy doesn't play an instrument or anything to go along with it, and he'd never want to do anything serious with his talent, but he's really not bad at singing. Surprisingly, he's a little shy about singing around people when he knows they're paying attention, but sometimes he likes to sing to himself when he's bored or when the room's too quiet or when he's focusing on something, whether there's others around or not. When he sings, his voice is soft and careful, but still nice to listen to.

Video recording. He's always had a distinct interest in filming and one of his bigger dreams is to become a well-know horror film director, but he doesn't have much confidence in that (although nobody would never know it by the way he tends to spazz out about it). He's almost constantly recording things, including his friends, even when nothing special is happening. It's kind of annoying, but he's been known to get some pretty freaky stuff on film.

"Hey, look over here for a sec. No! I wasn't recording!"

Selective hearing
Occasionally inappropriate
Rarely serious

"Flaws? But I'm perfect!"


Quincy has been poor his whole life. He's never been able to splurge on electronic gaming systems or buy that extra candy bar for a snack. He's gone plenty of nights without dinner and even more without a bed to sleep on. He and his mother have always lived paycheck to paycheck, barely scraping by, for as long as he can remember. His father left them when he was too young to even remember the man very well, and the details on why he ever left at all are still sketchy to him to this day, but Quincy understands that his mother doesn't like talking about it, so he's always tried not to bring it up to avoid upsetting her.

Unfortunately, Quincy realized from a young age that he had more inspiration for the supernatural and for things that aren't really that important in the real world than he did for book work. He never seemed cut out for the office life, or some boring job, and especially nothing demanding like construction, but it wasn't like they could afford to have him do anything different, especially not what he was really passionate about, which was filming. Who did he think he was, thinking he could make a living doing silly things like investigating the supernatural? His mother always told him that those things were ridiculous and would never get him anywhere in life and that he was wasting both his time and her's. It's always made him feel guilty to do anything about it, but an interest is something he simply can't ignore.

As soon as he was old enough, he got a job to help support himself and his mother. He saved up all he could and helped his mother where she needed it, and when he was finally able to, he bought himself a nice little video camera. He never mentioned it to her, but he loved that thing more than he loved anything else. One day, he came home from school to find the video recorder missing and nearly had a heart attack. He almost tore the entire house apart looking for it and, in the end, he ended up asking his mother if she'd seen it, where she admitted that she'd seen it while cleaning his room and pawned it. She told him it was selfish of him to splurge on things like that instead of helping to keep the house together, and she told him it was a stupid dream anyway because people with bad luck like them didn't get to have big dreams like that, that becoming a cool horror film director just wasn't in his future, and it never would be, and that she had done him a favor by getting rid of the distractions.

He was heart-broken, but he didn't get mad at her for it. Besides, he still had his friends, right? Later on, he bought himself a cheap video camera from a pawn shop, a lot different than the one he had before, and a lot crappier. It's literally duck-taped together, but he takes it with him everywhere, hiding it in his bookbag to make sure his mother doesn't find it and get rid of it. It might be a piece of crap, but he loves it all the same.

"It's okay. I'm happy with my life. I mean, it could be worse, right?"

Although he works two jobs, he still doesn't seem to get very many hours, so he's plenty able to spend a lot of his free time at the club, especially to make his mother think he's actually at work instead. His cruddy, beat up video camera is his baby. He would be devastated if something ever happened to it and he carries it with him everywhere, video taping a good majority of every day just for the fun of it.

"I love the club!"

Mother - Dahra Reed
Dahra is a very nice woman in the long run. She cares deeply for her son and Quincy respects her very much for all she's been to. He's never once spoken up against her or cursed or gotten angry at her for anything she's said or done, and while she's punished him before, she's never raised her voice at him. However, despite seeming like the kind, caring, motherly type, she's actually very much different in her personal life than she is with others, especially when it comes to Quincy. Whatever it was that drove off her husband shortly after giving birth planted seeds of bitterness in otherwise kind-hearted nature; it caused her to act very judgmental towards her son, being very analytical about his life and attempting to push him forcibly into having a better life than she's had, while also diminishing his dreams. Nonetheless, she only wants to best for her son, and Quincy loves her regardless of how she acts towards him.

"She's not happy, so sometimes I have to be happy for her."


Character Thoughts on Others:


Theme Song:
Light Bulb
Libella Swing

So begins...

Quincy Reed's Story

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Character Portrait: Uma Akazuvi Character Portrait: Miyuu Koyama Character Portrait: Hikaru Fujioka Character Portrait: Hinata Saitou Character Portrait: Quincy Reed Character Portrait: Letty Cambrel
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Hinata was forced to wake up a whole two hours before his usual time where he'd get out of bed. Of course it was tiring, but he couldn't help it since his mother literally tore the sheets off of him and forced him to get up, "Hinata, dear! Rise and shine! Today you've got a job to be running to!" She shouted before slamming the door shut behind her, making sure the loud noise work her son up.

She said she had a reason to do so, and that was for her son to go to the orphanage to talk with the children since he didn't get much time in. And so he did so, since it was his family begging him to go. Hinata loved his family too much to not listen to their request.

Along the way, though, he got into some trouble with another gang, like usual. Of course he had his bat in his hand and was swinging it around, trying his best to cover his face for his identity to remain unknown, but in the end, like always, he won.

He then finished his fight with that gang, his face being shielded the whole time, and headed for the orphanage, even though it was a school day. Like every time, the children swooned over him and kept on asking him to play with them, while he continuously shook his head and said no, even though, in the end, he obviously played with them, reading them stories, tossing them in the air. Hinata always got along with the children, despite how cruel he was.

Finally, he ran his way back to the school club, using up most of his breath, and for once, he didn't run into trouble. While he entered the school gates, a bunch of students began to avoid him, usually knowing him as the trouble maker. Hinata walked casually into the hallways, then burst the door into the club room, asking, supposing to be a sort of introduction though he was never really good at those, "And what kind of supernatural stuff are we going to learn about today, huh?"


Era woke up later than usual, again. She had watched one of the latest horror movies, and one of the jump scares made her scream so loudly she got a lecture from both her parents and even her younger brother. Because it frightened her, she didn't get much sleep the night before, so she was sleeping in a little more than she usually would.

But what did wake her up was the loud alarm clock she set up for herself. Tiredly, Era raised her hand and slammed it down onto the alarm clock. Although her personality hardly changed, waking up was always the tough part for her. The bags underneath her eyes were pretty much darkened because of how little sleep she got, which was only three hours, and her hair was messy. She didn't even change out of her formal clothing.

Since her parents were at work and her brother already headed to his school early, Era was left alone to make her own breakfast and do things she'd usually get her mother to do since she was laziest in the morning such as also make the breakfast (Since Era is terrified of fire she always finds something like cereal to eat instead and maybe everything else in the pantry) comb her hair and drive her to school.

But that wasn't the case, so she lazily wobbled out of the house, her glasses laying atop her head despite how much she chose not to use them, and her bag slung over her shoulder which had keychains of little bears and other animals she favored. Although the school required uniforms, Era always stuck to her own formal clothing, often getting in trouble because of such, but not caring nonetheless since after two years of being at the same school, the teachers got used to ignoring her bad habit.

Though honestly, Era kind of looked like a zombie. She slouched a little as she walked, she looked tired as heck, and seemed to have been moaning for food. Cereal never really fed her in the morning, and without her mother, she pretty much went hungry. Sometimes she'd cry over how little food she'd get, and she felt like she was on the verge just that morning, but sucked it up, telling herself she'd probably ask someone at school for food and hopefully get what she had been searching for ever since she woke up.

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Character Portrait: Uma Akazuvi Character Portrait: Miyuu Koyama Character Portrait: Hikaru Fujioka Character Portrait: Hinata Saitou Character Portrait: Quincy Reed Character Portrait: Letty Cambrel
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Why does the sun have to be so ... Bright?

Uma grimaced, her hand lifting to fall over her emerald eyes. Her mind would logically explain why the sun was, well, bright, but in her sleepy state, she didn't really care. She was grumpy and tired, and really couldn't find the energy to care to explain to herself the answer to her question.

"Uma, get your ass out of bed before I come in there and kick it!"

Ugh ... Anya, please, for once, just be quiet ... Besides, I'm the older sister ... You shouldn't be able to order me around ...

Of course, those were the inner Uma's thoughts, and not the Uma that her friends knew.

She jerked awake as those thoughts intruded her mind, and hidden under the dark warmth of her covers, she shot up onto her hands and knees. Her hair was in a tangled mess around her head, and it was quite obvious that that would occur every night during her slumber.

With a toss of her hands, she threw back the blanket and let out a puff of sleepiness. Her hand lifted and rubbed at her right eye, riding herself of the last bit of slumber, and with a tiny yawn, she clambered out of bed.

Only to get tangled in the bed sheets and flop face-first onto the hardwood floor. She let out a soft groan, half on the bed and half off, which is what her sister saw when she slammed the door open, her bright orange hair matching her fiery temper.

"God, can you be anymore of a klutz? Vampires are supposed to be extremely agile and lithe, and you're the complete opposite! Jeez, why can't you just take that stupid rosary off for good and let the real Uma out?"

The door slammed shut again, and Uma laid their for a moment, staring after her sister and rubbing at her red chin.

"Can you be anymore of a mean little brat, Anya? Jeez ..."

She finally managed to push herself up from the cold floor and untangle herself from the sheets, somehow managing to strip off her pajamas in the process. She crossed her room in her underwear and bra only, her feet patting quietly on the floor, and made quick work of redressing herself in the school uniform.

She had been working late at the hospital the night before, having had to fill in for one of the nurses, who was out sick that night. She had been placed in charge of ensuring that each and every person got their medication and at the correct time, along with caring for and entertaining the sick children that were in too much pain to sleep, and who were not allowed sleeping medication due to their conditions. She hadn't minded, of course, but that didn't mean that she wasn't exhausted now. That occurred more often then not to her, however, so she grown used to it.

She was just slipping on her shoes when Omoshi cracked open the door, a hand over his eyes.

"Are you decent, dear sister?"

"I'm dressed, Omi."

The door opened further and Omoshi stepped in, devilishly handsome with his snow-white hair, the exact same color as hers in her true form. His eyes were bright red in that moment, due to his refusal to wear contacts at home, and they studied her as if looking for something that wasn't currently there.

His head dropped a little before he shook it. "You should be leaving, Uma. You and Anya both, lest you be late for school," he said softly, retreating back into the hall. Uma stared after him for a moment, before nodding a bit. "Yes, big brother," she mumbled. She snatched up a brown leather jacket and her messenger bag, before rushing from the room and down to the kitchen. It was there that she grabbed her and Anya's lunch, along with the second one that she always made in case Era was hungry - which happened more often then not, once again. Immediately afterwards, she removed several cans of tomato juice, which she poured into three water bottles and stuff into her bag, one of which she kept out. She drank it as she walked, her stomach growling and her jaw aching with hunger.

Along with nursing the night before, she had been out hunting once again with her brother, and had managed to take out three rogue vampires in the process, two of which were in mid-kill, and the third was merely stalking out prey. Her shoulders slumped as she walked to school, her eyes half-closed with sleep, and her face showed how exhausted she was. It wasn't long before she reached the bus station that she and Anya would take - who was quite a few feet ahead of her in an attempt to avoid walking with her - and they both boarded the bus after flashing their passes to be on it. Uma chose a seat near the front while Anya chose one near the back, giving a snake-eyed look at two young men who eyed her up and down.

When they reached the school, Uma was the first one off, but Anya shot up and ahead of her like a freight-train. Uma made her way to the club-room, though, and walked inside immediately after Hinata, who she slapped lightly upside the back of his head as she passed, her expression that of someone who had gone through the same process for far too long.

"You really need to get better people skills, Hinai-nai," she said, using the nickname for him that she'd had since child-hood, and the same nickname that managed to rile him up and piss him off. She turned to the rest of the room, her grumpy, tired state obvious by her actions and words.

"I was wondering the same thing, though. What are we covering to-"

She cut off on the last word as her eyes fell on the papers that were littered across their study table, which held all information on the creature or creatures that they would be covering that day.

"Vampires? But ... Why vampires? Vampires are so overrated. They've been overdone way too often ... We should cover something else, okay?" she said with a slightly-nervous laugh, already straightening the papers together in an attempt to organize and put them away.


She held up her index finger as a thin line of blood appeared. It bled for a few milliseconds, but she quickly shoved her hand behind her back, the skin mending itself almost as quickly as it had begun to bleed. She let out another nervous laugh before turning back to the papers.

"Let's cover ... Um ... Fairies! Yes, fairies! Fairies are a good idea!"

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Character Portrait: Uma Akazuvi Character Portrait: Hinata Saitou Character Portrait: Quincy Reed Character Portrait: Letty Cambrel Character Portrait: Era Watanatube Character Portrait: Ryuuji Takanata
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It was going to be a good day. Quincy was sure of that being fact ever since yesterday turned into today, about seven or so hours ago. He'd managed to get a lot done in that time, like getting groceries around two in the morning for him and his mom that he hoped would last them the week, and buying some cat food for the stray neighborhood cat that he secretly adopted. His mother told him to leave it alone but it was small, and black, and fluffy despite being stuck outside for hours and hours on end for who knows how long, with little white paws and a white tipped tail. His mother told him never to name anything that he didn't plan to keep, and that he shouldn't give anything a name because naming inanimate objects was something stupid people in the country did and that he couldn't keep any animals because they didn't have the money for it. But he named the cat anyway. He named him Zombie because it was cool. At least, he was pretty sure the cat was a "he." He never really investigated it.

He named his video camera too, even though his mother told him naming those things were dumb. It was old and beat up and kept together with so much duct tape that it was hard to tell the difference between the gray of the duct tape and the gray of the recorder, but it was his and he paid for it with his own money and Quincy loved it just the same. He named it Vague because most of the things it recorded were blurry, distorted, or just vague in general.

...But he was getting a little distracted here. Today was going to be a good day because he went out last night (or was it more like early morning? sometimes he got these things mixed up) and caught something on film that he was absolutely sure the others were going to love! He knew they were considering talking vampires today, so it only made him extra excited to think that the thing he caught on film was a real, actual, living, breathing one! It had to be. It totally, totally had to be. There was absolutely no way anyone could convince him that that thing on his camera wasn't a real, live vampire.

Quincy made sure his mother had already left for work before leaving his room with his video camera in plain view. He made a little makeshift holder for it since the last one had been ripped off by something by its previous owner. He kept it firmly gripped in his hand as he swung his bag on the opposite shoulder and headed out the door without bothering to grab anything for breakfast. He made himself lunch earlier after he got back from shopping, so all he had to do was grab it out of the fridge and stuff it into his bag before heading out to school. Although, it would probably be rational that someone who has hours and hours to prepare before getting to school should get there on time, Quincy still seemed to have a tendency to be a little later most days. However, today was not one of those days. He was actually congratulating himself on being a little early once he made it on campus.

There was no way he was wasting any time. Quincy arrived in classroom A-2 with a large grin on his face and his recorder baby out in front of him, as if it would automatically show them exactly what he wanted them to see. Obviously, it couldn't, and didn't, so he walked with it to the middle of the room, pushed the nice stack of papers out of the way--accidentally knocking them on the floor with a bright "I'll clean that up later"--and laid his recorder on the table to address the ones already in the room. "You'll never believe what I caught on tape last night. And I mean it for real this time!" His grin only brightened as he ejected the tape from the recorder and held it up proudly. "Guys, I swear I got a vampire on tape. Just wandering around like nobody's business!! It's the coolest thing ever! You're never gonna believe--oh wait. Yeah! You are! I have proof right here!"

He pursed his lips and looked around the room. One of the janitors had given him the rights to use this old, crappy projector that none of the teachers used any more ever since the school got a bigger budget to buy better equipment. His recorder was so old that it didn't even connect well with the computers. It was better to just take out the film and stick it in the projector. He swore he dragged it in the room the other day, but he guessed one of the janitors must of put it away somewhere. Oh well, he'd just look for it. "Wait, wait, I'll be right back. I have to get the thing." He was just about to head out again, when he realized he hadn't even greeted any of them. "Oh! Good morning, by the way!"

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Uma Akazuvi Character Portrait: Miyuu Koyama Character Portrait: Hikaru Fujioka Character Portrait: Hinata Saitou Character Portrait: Quincy Reed
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A bundle of blankets twitched and suddenly in the middle sat a girl with long wavy red hair.. Her expression impassive, and her body frail. She remained still as if she waiting for something- RING. The alarm. Slam. With that, She slipped out of bed and began to get ready for school. They had clubs after all. Slipping on her uniform and washing up, she sat down to enjoy some breakfast- A whole loaf. Yes. She was a huge eater, but for some odd reason, she never gains anything. Its like a black hole.. Lucky her~
Anyhow, after a few surprisingly short seconds, she left an empty plate and started off to school. It was a short walk, and she got to her destination rather quickly. A few waves here and there, but she made it a priority to get to the club first. Once she made it down the hall, she peeked out from behind a couple of people standing near the doorway. Looks like they just got here too.

"Good Morning." She greeted quietly, wondering what the fuss was about. Something about changing topic? Fairies? She looked at Uma and blinked. She was always like that, and Miyuu felt like she was hiding something. She wasn't sure what it was, but she was sure enough to know that it isnt anything that would hurt her or anyone. They were all friends after all.
Holding the normal, impassively soft expression, she glanced at everyone who arrived. Hinata, Era, Uma, Ryuuji, Letty, and finally Quincy. Few more have yet to arrive, until then however.. She sat down and brought out a box of choco pocky. One of her favorite snacks~ It was sweet, crunchy and cute. Plus she can share.
As if it was natural, she ate with such delicacy and lady like manners. A habit she supposed. As she chewed, she held the box out for anyone to take.

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Oh, no. Really? This can not be happening!

Xanther cried in frustration as he opened his wardrobe. There was a feeling in his gut telling that a few clothes were missing; this never happened unless someone had tampered with Xanther's clothes or if he just had a bad night's rest. The former didn't happen and Xanther squinted his eyes at his bedroom door, which was opened just a tiny bit when he had woken up.

"Mother," yelled Xanther, returning his focus to the rack of clothes in front of him. "Did you mess with my things?

No response from downstairs. Xanther grunted and forced an outfit out of his wardrobe. The bright light of the sun stirred even more negative emotions in him as he got dressed. There was no time for any hygiene processes; Xanther's alarm had broken the previous night and he now only had a few more minutes to hightail himself out of the house and into school. Why is everything going wrong? Xanther sighed, grabbed his backpack, and swiftly left the house without saying a word to his parents. He climbed onto his bike and rushed towards the school, miserable that he didn't get to pamper himself at all.

Once Xanther arrived at school, there were a few students chatting away by the front door. He rolled his eyes and sauntered up to them, not in the mood to deal with anybody. "Move." he blurted out, pushing through his classmates that he rarely ever talked to. He strolled over to Classroom A-2, the only place in the whole school that didn't get on his last nerves.

"Sorry for my horrible appearance today." mumbled Xanther as he entered Classroom A-2. He shielded his face with his arm, not wanting anybody in the room to see it. Why can't I just die now?

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"You really need to get better people skills, Hinai-nai,"

"Eh, people skills...?" Hinata asked as one of his friends, Uma to be exact, came into the classroom after playfully patting his head, "Meh." He shrugged before realizing what she called him and stood up, since he was about to take a seat, "A-and honestly! Stop calling me that! Seriously, that was way back in elementary school or something, we're not kids anymore!" He shouted out of embarrassment.

"I was wondering the same thing, though. What are we covering to- Vampires? But ... Why vampires? Vampires are so overrated. They've been overdone way too often ... We should cover something else, okay?"

Hinata, after finally sitting down, stared at the pink haired girl, as if he was studying her in some way, noticing her unusual behavior about the subject they were going to study, 'She's really afraid of vampires? The dang things don't even exist...' Were his first thoughts.


The yelp of the girl nearly made him slip from his chair since he felt a little more calm today. Hinata probably choked on the very air he was breathing, "W-what's your problem! Jeez, next time you do that I'll probably really fall back-" He paused when he saw the blood and sighed, "Next time pay attention, moron." He rolled his eyes and grabbed a tissue from the table and handed it to her, though she didn't seem to take care of the blood since she simply stuffed her hand into her pocket apparently, which Hinata took note of.

"Let's cover ... Um ... Fairies! Yes, fairies! Fairies are a good idea!"

"F-fairies....?" Hinata asked, slowly though, "S-seriously? Fairies? You're kidding right?" He asked, nearly holding in a loud laugh that would soon burst, his hand covering his mouth.

"Okay. I guess we are going to learn about fairies." Said Letty, who was already in the classroom before the other two.

"Ehhh, you can't seriously be agreeing to that? Man... where's the other guys in this! I can't be the only male to learn about some fluttering females!" He complained.

"Oh I almost forgot, good morning Hinata, good morning Uma."

Hinata, giving his usual sigh, sat back down tiredly, leaning back his head and nodded, saying with a lazy tone to his voice, "Yeah... morning you two..."

"You'll never believe what I caught on tape last night. And I mean it for real this time!"

At the sound of another male's voice, Hinata leaned forward so he was sitting in a normal position and seeming to exclaim, "Ah thank goodness! Oi, Quincy! Make sure not to make me the only male sitting in this room to learn about fairies!" He said, "And what now huh? Catch another goblin or whatever?" He said sarcastically.

"Guys, I swear I got a vampire on tape. Just wandering around like nobody's business!! It's the coolest thing ever! You're never gonna believe--oh wait. Yeah! You are! I have proof right here!"

"Interesting, but unfortunately, we can't learn about violent creatures today because little Uma-san is afraid of them, so instead, we're learning about pretty little fairies!" He said, making little signs with his hands to stress what he was saying, seeming a little childish in some way, even though it was an 18-year old young man actually doing such.

"Wait, wait, I'll be right back. I have to get the thing."

'Aaaand he left it at home or something.' Hinata face palmed a little at the thought, since he always seemed to be a sort of bully, in some way, though it was really just his regular personality. While some people found it rude, it was obvious to his friends that he didn't really mean it.

"Oh! Good morning, by the way!"

"You too kid." He said, usually calling everyone younger than him a kid, despite gender or height or whatever else you'd think would matter.

And just afterwards, another one entered the room, Miyuu, "Good Morning."

Hinata, getting a little weary of saying the same thing to people, simply nodded, and saw that she was handing out pocky sticks. He couldn't say he got much breakfast anyways, so he took one from the box, putting it in his mouth, though not eating it all the way since he'd rather savor it than have to take one after another, "Arigatou.*" He said.

"Sorry for my horrible appearance today."

Hinata turned his head and gave a wave before saying, "Calm down, you're going to stress yourself by worrying so much about clothes." He sighed, thinking how the guy's life was, having to pick out precise clothes while Hinata, on the other hand, hardly cared about his choice in anything. Most times, that is.

(*"Thank You" in Japanese)



Era jumped at the sound of this, and the sight of nothing but darkness and literally screamed like a little girl in a haunted house. Although Era did have a sort of deep voice, not being too high, or normal, but also not too low, she sounded like one of those girl's in a clichéd horror movie. Plus, one of her greatest fears was the dark, so it only made sense for her to shout so loudly.

When she quickly removed the hands from her eyes, she saw Ryuuji, the tomboy red-haired girl who was also one of her friends. At the sight of this, Era fell to her knees and murmured, "I-I give up... I-I'm going to get a heart attack one day... L-Like that one guy in the movie-" She paused as she was making another reference to the horror movie she watched the night before and so she cut herself off from thinking any further than that.

Era finally stood up to her feet, coughing a little from her little freak out, and before she said her greeting, she found a lunch bag on top of Ryuuji's head. To most people, it was probably like regular food of hers, but to Era, it was like prey in front of the hunter. Mostly that was because she was such a glutton and starving from only getting a little breakfast. A little to her was like a whole breakfast to a regular person.

Immediately, the girl began to jump for the bag, chasing at Ryuuji and shouting, "F-food! Hey Hey! Can you lend me some? Please! Please!" She begged, "Lend me some here and I'll pay you back at the clubroom, yeah? Yeah?" She asked, walking backwards in the direction of the school since she also loved her friends and didn't want to be late for any of the supernatural meetings, but then again, food was also centered in her life.

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Character Portrait: Uma Akazuvi Character Portrait: Miyuu Koyama Character Portrait: Hinata Saitou Character Portrait: Quincy Reed Character Portrait: Leo Denn Character Portrait: Xanther Mo
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"Okay ... Oh I almost forgot, good morning Hinata, good morning Uma. I guess we are going to learn about fairies."

Uma paused in her hasty sorting of the papers, looking up at Letty. She stared at the girl for a few moments, before turning back to the papers with a small grimace.

"Good morning, Letty," she mumbled, straightening one of the stacks that she had succeeded in finishing. She dropped it into the drawer of the filing cabinet nearby that was labeled with 'Vampire'. She took the stack that Letty had put together and placed it in along with her stack, before shutting the drawer.

"Good Morning." Miyuu's voice slipped through her frazzled, nervous state of mind, and she turned to face the small girl while gently biting down on her lower lip.

It was then that Xanther chose to enter Classroom A-2, his arm over his face. "Sorry for my horrible appearance today." Uma straightened away from the filing cabinet and, with a small smile, she crossed the room and to his side. "Xaney," she sang, going on her toes and grabbing his arm. She tugged on it a little before using just a bit more of her strength, a small, tiny piece from her vampire side, to pull it down. [color=]"You look fine, so stop being mean to yourself,"
she said with a smile, her emerald eyes sparkling in the light that streamed through the windows.

"Eh, people skills...? Meh. A-and honestly! Stop calling me that! Seriously, that was way back in elementary school or something, we're not kids anymore!"

Uma released Xanther's arm and dropped to the flats of her feet, turning to face Hinata and feeling tears threatening. "Bu-But Hinata ..." She sniffled a little, rounding away from him.

"W-what's your problem! Jeez, next time you do that I'll probably really fall back- Next time pay attention, moron." He was obviously referring to when she had cut her finger, and she looked down for a moment before turning back to face him.

"F-fairies....?" Hinata asked, slowly though, "S-seriously? Fairies? You're kidding right? You can't seriously be agreeing to that? Man... where's the other guys in this! I can't be the only male to learn about some fluttering females!" He complained.

"You should stop being a big jerk, Hinata. You've been really mean to me lately and it's really starting to bother me ..." she said softly, her voice almost a whisper at the end. She moved over to her bag, pushing past Hinata, her emotions getting the better of her as she shoved him, and she nearly sent him hurling into the wall. Instead, she grabbed his arm before he could lose his balance, steadied him, and then dug through her bag, her rosary heavy around her neck.

Why are you friends with that asshole? He's only going to keep on hurting you, so why do you even bother?

He's not that bad ... Honest ... Hinata's just going through a stage ...

What if it isn't just a stage, and he's going to continue acting like this towards you? You need to stand up for yourself and tell that prick off for once!

No, it's my fault that he acts this way ... I'm just annoying, that's all ... It's my fault he's so mean to me ...

You're hopeless ...

"You'll never believe what I caught on tape last night. And I mean it for real this time!"

Uma was jerked out of her inner argument, and shot up with her bottle of tomato juice in her hand. Of course, it would appear just to be water or something, due to the fact that the outer part of it was so dark it was incapable of being seen through.

"Guys, I swear I got a vampire on tape. Just wandering around like nobody's business!! It's the coolest thing ever! You're never gonna believe--oh wait. Yeah! You are! I have proof right here!"

It couldn't be ...

But if it is, I'll have to destroy the tape, or even worse, the camera.

No, I couldn't do that to Quincy. That's his camera. It's his baby, practically. He even named it!

Now is not the time to be acting this way. If he really caught you or me on that camera, you need to destroy the footage - no matter what it takes. I can't believe I was so clumsy as to let a mere human catch me on tape ...

But you don't know that it's us on that tape!

Nevertheless; if there is even a remote a possibility that that tape holds footage of a vampire, you need to get rid of it. We cannot afford for the human world to interact with the vampire world in such a matter as discovery of our race!

... I know ...

Image"Interesting, but unfortunately, we can't learn about violent creatures today because little Uma-san is afraid of them, so instead, we're learning about pretty little fairies!"

That was what Uma entered back into the real world on. Hinata insulting her again. The words stung, and she stared at him for several long heartbeats, before crossing the room in two strides. With her free hand - for the other one held her water-bottle in it - she struck out, her hand cracking across his face in a perfect slap.

"... I don't care who you are ... But you don't have the right to continuously insult me every second that we're together ... I'm not afraid of them, and I have my own reasons for not wanting to discuss them. So before you walk around making accusations about people, maybe you should think over how your words are going to affect them," she said, her voice soft and oddly cold, an extremely out-of-the-ordinary thing for Uma to become.

She turned away and moved over to the camera. She knew that Quincy hated it when other people touched his most prized possession, but she needed to know what he had seen.

The footage was short and blurry, but it was painstakingly obvious to her what she was seeing.

He had begun recording at the end of her transformation into her inner self, her rosary having been removed by the human that she was defending from a Succubus that planned to prey upon him. Knee-length, snow-white hair, combined with blood-red, piercing eyes were seen of her, but on the bright side, it wasn't the Uma that her friends would recognize.

As soon as they watched this, she would destroy the footage, with hopefully no damage to Quincy's precious camera.