Setting
A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body."
"Welcome to Death Weapon Meister Academy. More commonly known as the DWMA.
It stands as a defense against the forces of evil which would plunge the world into choas and drive humanity to the very depths of fear and madness. The demons known as Keshin and there insasable hunger for destruction. To ensure the Keshinss never regain there hold on this world this adademy was founded by the grim reaper, Death himself.
Lord death would sound out then in his silly toned voice: "So basically were a organization that excists to protect and perserve peace. I guess it's not exactly a typical school. Oh well that isn't important. For now let's roll up our sleeves and get to work!"
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"Ion, follow." he said in a more dominant tone that he didn't use too often. It meant she should probably do that. Thus, he then did the same as the new guy; following Chick and her weapons, though he was a bit back to avoid detection. Razeluxe, interested in this development, had watched the ninja as he moved across the rooftops. Razeluxe was actually capable of doing the same, but walking on the ground seemed more enjoyable than wasting breath needlessly.
Soon, they reached someone's apartment. Upon further inspection, it was Trinity and Guy's. Razeluxe didn't bother hiding during the events that happened next, but he was far enough back that they didn't seem to notice him. What he got from this was:
A. Guy and Trinity disliked this boy a lot, though Chick's disposition towards him wasn't obvious.
B. Do not bring up Chick's hair. Ever.
Regretfully, Razeluxe missed his chance at speaking to Chick before she was pulled into the apartment. Nonchalantly, he walked up to the guy's side and sighed. "Well, shit." he said, staring at the closed door to the apartment with a small frown. Stupd door prevented him from showing his gratitude; something he had to do due to his character. It was disrespectful not to at least make sure someone knew that you appreciated something greatly, and since it was Chick..... well, he never showed any disrespect towards woman before and he wouldn't start so now.
But in her state, it would probably be best to leave her alone, it seemed. Again he sighed. "I must say that I am impressed." Razeluxe began, finally turning his head towards the boy. "You managed to anger both of her weapons and upset her to the point of crying. Given their personalities, that's quite a feat. Though I will say that making a girl cry is not something anyone should be proud of....." he shook his head lightly. "Ah, I am Kagoshima Razeluxe." he smiled.
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The speech of the Grim Reaper's daughter throw him out of balance and his smile faded gradually, the girl talked as if she understood, as if she experienced something similar, Demian was about to hit the wall with his fist when he felt that Eve had him grabbed by the sleeve, his partner was clearly worried when the girl dressed in black left to who knows where, the boy took few moments to try reorder his ideas when a new girl came.
"Hello." She greeted, "I apologize if I'm interrupting, I'm waiting for my meister to show up. If there's anything wrong..." She cut off her sentence, "...I'll be right over there."
"Like I care" Demian said aloud as she watched her sat putting his act again, then looked at Eve "Don't worry, I'm just a bit confused, isn't like what a girl whose greatest concern is place a picture frame with milimeter accuracy has to say would bother me ", despite what he said his body betrayed him when his hand trembled momentarily as he placed on her shoulder, "We have to go to the receptionist to validate the mission" It was clear he wanted to change his mind as soon as possible so he changed the subject.
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"the bastard doesn't even know what his family has done. does he not know his own family origins?" Guy said disgusted. She looked at them. "Well...we cant just let it bug us so much. If he doesn't know that is his own good luck. His family name is horribly tainted..." She told them. "But never the less we have two missions to do...we should get to work on them dontcha think?" She asked.
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Calmly walking out of the academy Lost's nose twitches and with a sigh he says "I smell blood in the air." The corner of his mouth twitches into a smirk at the thought, then switches to a frown as a shiver comes over him. They wouldn't check my apartment when I wasn't there would they, their are things there not meant for eyes other then mine; he thinks as he tears down the academies stairs to his new apartment. Looking it over it appears that no one else has been here.
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Her steps were staggering, but she wasn't too drunk that she couldn't walk properly, at least not yet. A bottle or two more would change that, though. Kissue looked back at the pair for a second before trudging onward towards her apartment. That was when she realized that she left her key inside. She had expected to have come back with Dante, so she didn't see the need to bring it at the time. A few knocks on the door revealed that her meister had already left, so she would have to find an alternate means of entering. She concentrated on her right index finger until it turned into part of a blade and she shoved it into the key hole. After struggling with the lock for a while, she removed the blade and swiped the door a few times, angrily before returning her finger back to normal.
The door now bore quite a few deep gashes, but she'd worry about that later. She kicked it for good measure and accidentally dropped her bag with the bottle in it on the ground. It shattered and a few shards found their way into Kissue's exposed leg. She dropped to her knees, cursing quietly. Carefully, she tried to remove them, only slicing up her fingers in the process.
The weapon chewed on her lip and began attempting to clean up the shards from her bag but gave up when she realized that she didn't have anywhere to put them even if she did clean them up, the trashcan was in the apartment and the apartment was locked. A piece of paper in her bag caught her attention and she was about to read it when something caught her eye. The new school doctor had just barged into his apartment not far from her own. Kissue shoved the paper into her pocket and jogged to catch up with him.
"Excuse me! Mr...Lost, is it?" She called to him, he seemed in a hurry and didn't acknowledge her. When she reached his apartment, she stood in the door and looked in at him. "Um.. hey? Do you have a trash bag and maybe a dust pan I could borrow? There's some broken glass in front of my door and it's too sharp for me to pick up with my hands."
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Ion jumped a bit, and stared towards chicks path. 'Note to self.. never comment on her hair...' She mentally told herself, as she examined the destruction.
"Ion, follow.
she blinks, and nodded curtly, before following her meister deftly. She knew this tone well, and she knew not to cross it. An Angry Razeluxe..can be a scary Razelux. Watching him from a distance, she glanced at the window as he turned his attention to it. She easily spotted the man and choice not to question it. Strange things always happen in DMWA anyways.
. "Why were you staring at me if I might be so bold to ask." Ion focused her attention towards the man now introduced as Dusk Star. Which was very interesting, wasent there a student named Black Star?
"No reason" She curtly replied, as she listened to his next statement. "I did not mean to upset Chick I was in fact about to complement her hair. I think it looks really good for her." he stated. He was wondering what he did to piss off the weapons so much. "I wonder why they hate me for no reason. They just got hostile just as a started to talk to them." he chuckled at the thought of a fight. "Probably because of your heritage.." Ion bluntly answered, her intelligence peeking out, and held no offense in her voice. "But I see no reason to be hostile, bring up the past and judging a person for it. Well maybe because of the whole hair situation.." She muttered, and quickly snapped back to reality. "Oh yeah, MY names Ion, Razeluxe's weapon, nice to meet cha, Dusk Star" She held a welcoming grin, her intelligence fading as she spoke her slangs and language.
"That girl knows nothing.." Eve muttered, following her body with a glare, but snapped out of her moment to listen to Demian. Again his act was up.
"Like I care" Demian said aloud as she watched her sat putting his act again, then looked at Eve "Don't worry, I'm just a bit confused, isn't like what a girl whose greatest concern is place a picture frame with milometer accuracy has to say would bother me " Eve looked at him skeptically, and frowned a bit. He was trying to reassure her again... and hide his sadness. Of course she didnt believe him, his trembling body was enough to proof something was wrong. 'That chick..' She thought to herself angrily. That Chick defiantly left a bad impression on her, and she couldnt help it, she hurt her meister's feelings...which was enough to set her off. "We have to go to the receptionist to validate the mission" She took the clear message, and placed a hand on his trembling arm. A little, and soft smile playing on her lips, and she nodded. "...alright Demian.. Let us goo!" Eve finished off with a cheerful voice, hoping to brighten his mood. So placing her arms around his tall person, she gently pushed him towards the receptionist office, but it was also a small hug she wanted to give him. "Maybe we can go eat...or maybe train? Or something you want to do" She asked suggestively, her voice soft and happy. Though if you watched her stormy blue eyes closely, you can see the clouds of anger hidden deep into her eyes. All for those who harmed Demian.
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Images of her board(my skateboard ^^):
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He smiled. "Seems like you aren't that impressionable to him." he pointed out as the man hadn't even responded to her. "Regrettable... but it isn't of importance right now." he began as he started rubbing his stomach with his left hand. "I'm still Famished. It shouldn't be too far of a trip to the mall from here, right? Not if we take the express route." he was of course referring to using his ability, Flash Step, to get there with some pretty good speed. Ironically, though he didn't chose to before, it'd be a lot quicker if they went across the roofs rather than the ground, but he didn't like doing that unless he had to, because he knew the slightest bump from when his feet touched the roof disturbed people, and he was being respectful. "Or we can walk if you'd like."
Of course, the choice was Ion's. He was unable to do this ability without her, so he left it up to her if she wanted to walk to the mall or get there faster. His stomach told him to demand this of her, but he wouldn't listen to it - not yet at least. "Last time I checked.... they lowered the price of pizza for the weekend. Store's birthday and whatnot." he informated while they stood just outside of the apartments. He kept from turning his head given that he'd only regret not thanking the girl, but in her state, he'd only try to comfort her and her boyfriend would probably take that the wrong way. Especially given his false reputation.
All that anyone needed to know now was.....
....Razeluxe loved pizza.
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(OOC: The apartment is a normal apartment that looks like it was just moved into however their is a stack of books on one of the tables in the room, f these books are looked at i'll mention more about them.)
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"Lets go the quicker way.. classes havent started yet for the lower classes, so we probably won't disturb anyone." Ion shrugged lazily, and felt her eyes lids closed half way. "Besides, the sooner we get there to eat the better for your stomach." 'And me' Ion thought. She poked his tummy a bit, and heard the faint sound of a growl. She drew her hand back and felt webs of electricty dance against her digits. "sometimes I wonder if anything lived in there...some monster or something.. It surely sounds alive.." She eyed him a bit more. "You arent hiding anything from me, are you?" Ion drawled playfully, though her eyes sent a look of suspiscoun. "Well anywho, we better feed that stomach of yours, maybe get some strawberries too~" The weapon teased a bit, stepping away a bit, fingering her shades. "We can give it to Chick as a thanks, she'll probably eat it with delight~ I saw some extra "Juicy" ones near the mall.."
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Eve guided him to the receptionist with tender embrace or at least so perceived it the depressed boy, whatever the truth that act comforted him, Demian wonder how many times he had been saved by that smile and that warmth is most likely that he wouldn't be here now if he hadn't met Eve, one way or another his fate was intended to end in tragedy, most likely in the Grim Reaper's list as a target of those who were now his 'classmates' if they could be call that.
Handed the mission the receptionist who validate that without saying a word, now they both were authorized to carry out the mission, "Maybe we can go eat...or maybe train? Or something you want to do" She asked suggestively, her voice soft and happy.
Demian smiled kindly, he hadn't eaten anything for two days in which he dedicated to training and sleep whenever he didn't have to fulfill any activity required by academy or wanted to see Eve, "Let's eat something at the mall" it was unwise to attempt to go on a mission with an empty stomach so this time he led the little girl walking through the streets, at that rate it would take them some time to arrive but Demian had no desire to run, was still affected by the Chick's comments, the boyt looked at the sky "I wonder if I can fly" mumbled, witches could fly but he had never tried mainly because Demian despised his own lineage.
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"Thank you." The weapon said, stepping in and looking around the new teacher's apartment. "By the way, my name is Kissue." She looked down at her hands, she almost forgot that she had sliced them up on the glass. The were bleeding quite a bit and she didn't want to get any blood on his floor.
"I may also need you to look at my hands and my leg, I got...a bit cut up." She added, wincing. She realized that she should probably inform Dante of where she was and her situation. Chewing on her lip, Kissue found a roll of paper towels and used some to wipe some blood off. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and sent a quick text to her partner telling him where she was and asking him to stop by as soon as possible; that there had been an incident. Her fingers were bleeding all over the phone and she stuffed it in her pocket as soon as the message was sent.
"Oh yeah don't touch the stack of books, they aren't appropriate for young eyes." Mr. Lost had added. Her attention was turned to the books and she was suddenly curious. She stepped toward the books, but minded the teacher's request and didn't touch them.
"Oh? What are they about?" She questioned, pursing her lips. They didn't appear different from most books, so she wondered what could be so bad that they couldn't be looked at by a student.
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He was smiling up until Ion mentioned strawberries and Chick. Then, his face flushed red and he wore an embarassed frown on him. "I-I don't know if she likes those, so no!" he protested shyly. "I-I think I'll just stick to a thanks...." his voice trailed off slowly, his face still flooded with blood but he was now thinking about something.
What would Death the Chick want?
This was more of a random question he wanted to know the answer to more than anything. He was sure that if she REALLY wanted something, she could get it. So maybe a present wouldn't even be a good idea. Besides, he didn't know her at all, so it's not like he could really buy her anything that would make sense, really. But then again, he would have to buy her a present one day...... they were going to fight, and she wouldn't disappoint, he knew.
Razeluxe placed his hand on his head and scratched. "A-anyways... " he began, looking towards some building that were between him and the mall. "The quicker you change, the quicker we can eat~" he closed his eyes in anticipation of the food, almost allowing a small bit of drool out at the thought of eating the cheesey slices of pizza.
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Just then, his phone gave a small 'ting', which meant he got a text. He reached into his pocket and his sad expression grew to a more happy one as he saw that it was his partner. As much as Dante hates to bug people, he loves when people bug him. It makes him feel wanted. He flips open his old phone and reads the text. His smile faded as he read what happened, and he sent back a real quick text. He told her that he was on his way, that he needed a lunch break anyways, and that her spelling is horrid to tease her a little.
With that, Dante flipped his phone closed and walked down the hallways of the Academy to get to his apartment. His attention is then drawn to the mission board. He glances over and sees that a lot of higher rank missions are being taken. Dante then laughed to his self and proceeded towards his apartment, thinking of how much harder it's going to be to keep up the Roth family name. 'Perhaps I should spar more often to refine my skills. That's probably what I'm missing, strength...' He kept that thought lingering in his mind as he proceeded to his apartment.
The streets were lively as usual, and the markets were booming. It's like this everyday in Death City. It's the time of day where the lower ranked meisters are in classes or on a small mission of some sort, so this time of day isn't too busy. Dante then looks over at the apartment complex he lives in. He doesn't live that far from the academy, so the walk was very short. He proceeds up the stairs and something else catches his eye. The shattered bottle on the ground, probably Kissue's alcohol. He sighs in minor disappointment of her actions.
Dante proceeds over to the open door of the apartment close to his that Kissue said she would be in. She didn't mention who the apartment belonged to, but it looks like they just moved in. He stood outside and knocked on the door to be polite, rather than walking through the open door. "Um, Kissue? You in here?" Dante asked, looking around still not coming inside.