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Quarrie Higurashi

"You best just leave it to me."

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a character in “Soul Eater : The New Gen”, as played by Chikawaa!~

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Quarrie Higurashi


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"I am known as Queen, simply."




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Full Name:
Quarrie "Queen" Higurashi
"Yes, my name is Quarrie however people do not believe it is girly enough - well actually it's a boy's name but don't get that around. So I was given Queen as a substitute. I have built a reputation with it now - watch out."
   
Gender:
Female
"I'd rather not show you, please. I thought that would have been obvious by looking - it is, isn't it? Must I be forced to prove it - must I show you?"

Age:
17
"I believe so, last time I checked I was. I like this age, I believe I am a woman now and are due a lot of respect from boys who think they know better."
   
Sexual Orientation:
Bisexual
"Just depends if you catch my eye really. I think I like guys and girls - I do like guys, as idiotic as they are, though perhaps I am attracted to girls too, maybe. I also think I'd like to have children one day too so - I don't know. Ha! We'll see."

Themes:
Sexy Lady
So What
Big Girls Don't Cry
On A Mission
"I like what I like and I think it suits me just dandy - got a problem with it?"




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Light Brown
"Nothing overly fancy."
   
Eye Color:
Light Brown
"Matches my hair actually."    

Height:
5' 4"    
"Just about right I believe."

Weight:
135 lbs
"Why do you ask?"

Tattoos:
Quarrie actually a small tattoo of a flower of some sort. She had got it a few years ago after apparently 'really wanting one' and now she does. It can be seen on her right hip though she doesn't like people looking at it awkwardly.
"Yes it is very pretty - and no, you cannot touch it. Why? Because I say so!"
   
Piercings:
Quarrie doesn't have any piercings - seemingly she doesn't like them for herself personally, though she doesn't mind others having them. She's very touchy about her ears and doesn't want to bring attention onto them, simply.
"You'd think so wouldn't you? But actually I don't. Never really liked them for some reason, and that's about really. But yeah, don't look at my ears."
   
Scars:
Some small, very little ones here and there. Nothing worth mentioning though.
"I try to avoid getting them - at any length. I don't think people would like you as much if you were covered in scars as it suggests you're a bit clumsy?"
   
Oddities:
Whether it could be considered an oddity is debatable, however Queen's voluptuous figure is often catching attention. Some would say she was blessed with a very attractive body though she wouldn't entirely believe you!
"They're not that big and it's all totally natural - and I can't exactly hide the way I look either. So I've accepted it and you all should too."




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Personality:
{Take-Charge, Self-Willed, Confident, Protective, Teasing, Deadly}
At first Quarrie can come across as a rather self-assured girl who takes crap from no one. Despite her appearance she can be quite rough with others and gives off the impression that she can handle herself. Which she can!

Despite this, the girl is capable of being nice and is very sociable when she wants to be. When it comes to friends she'll always do right by them - and kick the asses of those who try to do anything that ain't too nice. However, Quarrie isn't as sweet as she makes herself out to be. At times she will use her looks to get what she wants or to just tease others for fun - not to mention she tends to talk-down to anyone she would consider not worth her time.

Being viewed as a leader, she will always protect that which is hers and strike down all that ain't! She is a force not to be reckoned with as Quarrie will shoot you down - perhaps literally. She might come across as a bit of a tease as the girl actually likes to just mess around and have fun with her friends.
   
Hobbies:
{Plush Dolls}
Quarrie has a known weakness for all things cuddly and squishy, especially dolls of well-known cartoon characters or cute animals of some sort. Its always special when someone gives her one as a gift as she loves collecting them.
"Well, everyone has a weakness don't they?"
{Dressing-Up}
Quarrie tends to dress up in her spare time as she finds this quite therapeutic - the whole pretending to be someone - or something else - concept fascinates her truly. Animals, people, things. Not many know about this little fact of hers!
"This is our little secret."
{Reading}
Quarrie loves a good book! Especially romance and horror novels. The girl is known to spend an entire weekend dedicated to a single series! At times though she just likes to pretend she's a character from those books - you know!
"No, no. I'm not your princess type, get that straight!"
      
Habits:
{Hair Play}
Quarrie can always be found fiddling with her hair, though more especially whenever she is nervous or experiencing some form of emotional trouble. At times she may even let others play with her hair and stroke it as she likes this!
"Yeah, so? No big deal."
{Interrogating}
Quarrie can be pretty nosey at the best of times and tends to pester people until she finds out what she wants to know. It could be gossip or facts. Regardless of it's content she just loves to put the pressure on others to find things out!
"Don't make me beat you up - I will."
{Teasing}
Quarrie is a big tease when she wants to be and gets a kick out of messing with others heads, or feelings. However, she also enjoys just making fun of people in general and tends to tease those she views as younger than herself, or kids.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
     
Likes/Loves:
  • {Dancing} "It's not like I'm super good at it mind you, but sometimes it's nice to be close to someone and just go with the music."
  • {Music} "Who doesn't? It's cool to just chill, kick some beats on and just ignore your problems for a little while - sweet."
  • {Hugs} "What are friends for - hugs! I mean, it's just a lovely feeling being squeezed by a friend - right? Am I wrong?"
  • {Competition} "So long as they're decent rivals, I mean. Nothing beats kicking someones ass when they deserve it, heh."
  • {Dressing-Up} "NO - I do not take requests! Creep. But yeah, I find it therapeutic dressing up as, well, anything really I guess."
Dislikes/Hates:
  • {Emotions} "Only the pointless, sad, vulnerably sort. After all, who likes to break down crying in the middle of the night? What is the point."
  • {Creeps} "I find that if a guy is trying really hard then he must have 'a lot' to prove in one area. I kick their asses easy though, heh."
  • {Tight Spaces} "...I cannot squeeze through them, simply. It's not because I'm too big - not at all! Nope. Don't you dare say it!"
  • {Tickling} "I hate it because it is one of my weaknesses I suppose. One little tickle and I'm like a puppy getting their belly rubbed."
  • {Hot Weather} "Just the thought of being all sweaty and knackered, it's awful! I really prefer snow and general coldness really!"
Strengths:
{Leadership}
Quarrie is your take-charge sort of girl who comes across as a born leader. Whatever the situation may be she'll know what to do - or bluff her way through to the point that you'd think she did! She's not a follower in any sense!
"Do as I say and we're ok!"
{Competitor}
A lover of all-things competition, Quarrie always enters things with the mindset of 'wining'. This makes her determined and she'll always do her best to not let others down! She'll do whatever it takes to beat others and gain victory, heh.
"It's the best way to do things really."
{Reputation}
Not one to be overlooked 'Queen' always strives to be noticed, be it good or bad. Building a gradually increasing credible rep, the girl is known as 'Queen' and perhaps there are few rumors of this mysterious girl, have you heard?
"Queen is a perfect name, yes?"
{Flirt}
Though not truly, the girl can be a bit flirty now and again especially when she wants something and has to get it through any means. She can be playful, persuasive, and a bit of a tease! But she views it as worth it in the end.
"Unfortunately, yes."

Weaknesses:
{Trust-Issues}
Quarrie trust others just about as far as she could throw them! She won't take your word for anything and may be a bit hard on others, but it's just because she's a bit too judging - but once you win her trust, that's another story!
"Yeah, you can try."
{Speed}
Unfortunately, she isn't the fastest thing around. Quarrie has a good level of agility though speed isn't part of it! She finds it harder to dodge things due to this but that doesn't stop her putting up a good fight! She's works around it!
"Speed ain't everything I guess."
{Temper}
Simply, she can be easily irked. Even the smallest of things may come across her the wrong way and she certainly won't hesitate to tell you about it! Although this isn't a constant habit, but it is there. She tries to keep her cool.
"Quick and snappy - yes."
{Emotional}
Deep down, Quarrie is a very sensitive girl and can have her moments. Though she may not seem like it to most people she is in fact known to cry and have her outbursts when under pressure. But she tries to not let this happen!
"Not that I'd admit it."




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History:
Quarrie originally comes from England, Britain. She was an only child raised by her British mother and Japanese father and spent most of her young life there. How the couple met the girl doesn’t quite know, only that her parents truly loved one another and that’s all that matters. Once their daughter came along the pair let Quarrie know from a young age what she was going to be – a meister, as she was the latest from a long line of meisters that included her father and grandmother before her, as well as many more. And yet despite this their family was notoriously bad and generally poor meisters.

Her upbringing was relatively normal and there wasn't much to complain about when she thinks about it. She had many friends and participated in a lot of activities as a child, and generally did what most little girls done during that age. However, around the age of twelve Quarrie was sent to live with an aunt over in America for a period of time, spending a few years in a city that she was not familiar with and even still does not quite remember its name to date. It wasn’t that is was a bad experience for her, only that she missed her family dearly and was somewhat forced to just move with things as she got older.

During this time of her life Quarrie was trained by her aunt to improve her and prepare the girl as she would inevitably end up at DWMA. Already aware of her potential as a meister, the girl showed to inhabit a powerful wavelength – perhaps she could be the first decent meister from her family! Quarrie was determined to prove she was and beat down any opponent she faced. As such, her aunt gave her the name Queen. If the girl was going to make a name for herself - and after much remarks of how Quarrie was not a girly name, the girl accepted it and sought to build herself a reputation under this new name.

Before being sent to Death City Quarrie did get into a few scraps of trouble - in her bid to get her name known the girl would do anything reckless and daring, earning herself something of a title though she was sure she'd build upon it once at the academy. That is where she is now, just recently arrived within the city a few days before and is already wondering what sort of partner she'd get. Having never wielded a weapon before Quarrie knows the troubles ahead will not be easy - more so with the whole teamwork aspect, and the challenge of beating the other meisters into the bargain - which she plans on doing!

All in all, Quarrie looks forward to her time at DWMA. She hasn't seen her parents since leaving quite a few years ago though still writes and phones them regularly - as she really misses them though wishes to make them proud.
"I can only hope my partner is up to the challenge - whoever they are. I won't be a pushover and I won't back down, I'm here to win and strive for as long as I can! I am the Queen of this academy so you all better watch out."



Face Claim:
Sento Isuzu

So begins...

Quarrie Higurashi's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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Quarrie Higurashi


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Baron Phantom




The morning had been uneventful thus far, though given it had only just begun there was plenty of time for things to kick-up in the meantime. And, what with the hordes of youths running about the streets it was no wonder the city was in such frenzy. Still, a certain pair of meisters-to-be would’ve appreciated it if people could calm-the-hell-down now and again. That’d be lovely. The pair of would-Be's were Quarrie and Baron, meisters in their own right who's friendship had only just began to blossom some days before.

”I hope it’s worth all this hype,” A black-haired lad mumbled with a sulk. He’d been woken up pretty early to attend this thing, so at most the folk there could make it worth his effort, eh? Though he wasn’t one to complain – much. ”Heard those stairs are legendary.”

”Well, if we can conquer them, then we can conquer everyone else too.” The brown-haired girl promptly replied with a swish of her ponytail. Clearly unfazed by such a feat it was no surprise that Quarrie cared little for them, as all she was interested in was the place they lead to – the academy. And soon enough the duo found themselves stood at the bottom of the mentioned stairs, the youths eying them up though giving little away with her faces.

Many unfamiliar faces past them as the two stood, saying practically nothing as each stranger attempted the epic climb. Leaning over just a little, Quarrie made sure her thigh-high socks were neatly held against her before puffing out her chest and straightening her back. With a look of determination she took one step forward, setting her shoe to the first step. Swinging her other leg forward, the girl just looked back to the boy and gave him a knowing grin. With little hesitation she hopped forward and began hurrying up the steps – even attempting to jump them two at a time, but she quickly dropped that tactic after feeling her energy decreasing the more she ascended. Baron, however, just gave a shrug and watched the beauty hurry along. A few seconds later he was darting up right after her, quickly closing the initial gap between them as he slyly side-stepped round the girl and smugly headed up in front of her. The whole thing was over in the course of minutes, many tumbles and scrambles and the likes, as the meisters stubbornly tried to beat the other.

Eventually, upon reaching the top Baron stood, or rather hunched over as he supported himself with his hands sat against his legs. Short, tired breaths escaped his lips – so much so that talking wasn’t really an option just then. Which was highly ideal at that moment as Quarrie soon emerged at the top of the stairs, managing to cling onto the end of the boys top as she pulled herself up the last step. Quickly, once releasing the boy, the girl fumbled with the ends of her skirt to makes sure it hadn’t raised any whilst she was busy hashing up the stairs. Albeit a little red faced, the female took a deep breath and pushed past the boy – almost knocking him in the process as the girl ignored everyone else and made her way into the building.

Baron was about to follow, however, he spotted a girl lying near them seemingly out of it. For a moment he pondered whether to assist, but then again he didn’t even know her – so why bother? Pushing the notion to the side, the boy shrugged and decided to merely assume someone else would help her and quickly escorted himself into the building to catch up with Quarrie.

”So, what you betting your partner is gonna be like?” He asked as they slowly walked down the hallway, mainly just to regain their breath and composure back. ”Can’t say I got a pretty picture in my mind, heh.”

”So long as they can walk and take instructions, I can’t complain otherwise.” She answered simply, before arriving at the door to their classroom. On the way there she had noticed one or two other students making their way into this room – most of them she could have done without witnessing, mind you. With the door already open, and her expression failing to alter, Quarrie unamusingly looked on as one girl – a rather odd girl – stood on a chair and declared herself ‘here’.

”Well – someone’s happy to be here. But are you Miss Queen?” Baron teased as he peered over the girls shoulder and curiously looked over the students who were already there ahead of them. To be honest, he didn’t know what to think. Going off appearances it was clear that some were just too happy to be there. ”...aaaaand I think that’s time for the Queen to take her leave, eh?”

”Let’s just sit down before someone else gets thrown about this room.” She said with a slight hint of a warning in her tone, and knowing the girl, it wasn’t entirely a false threat either. But ignoring it for the time being the girl raised a hand up and fixed her ponytail slightly, tensing her shoulders somewhat before properly entering the room. With a slight sway to her hips the girl expressed an air of confidence, her hair swinging to the quick rhythm of her movements as she walked down the classroom and soon took a seat near the front. As expected Baron followed her, though lacking the same aura as his friend, the boy gave off his own down an’ cool feel.

”Wake us up when things get interesting.” He sighed, resting his hands behind his head as the boy slouched in his seat. His boredom was quickly settling in and he knew going to sleep would be just a lovely thing right there and then, so he would – though of course he’s only resting his eyes, of course! Quarrie, however, was not so laid back. As she sat quietly she just wanted to tell the weird girl to get off the chair and sit down like a normal person! But she’d refrain for now, that was the smart thing to do. However that didn’t stop the girl giving the other, odd lass a displeased glance – quite obvious, actually.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Sampson D.

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Earlier - 5:40 AM

The boy’s breath was coarse in its process of respiration. He wasn’t sure whether he was tired due to the unbearable heat, or blatant exhaustion from walking a mile and a half in such a terrain. It’s already been two years, how couldn’t he be used to the daily grind? He took a few more steps, his feet sinking into the sandy surface with every pace, before letting out a sigh of surrender as he plopped himself of the ground. The teen propped an arm against his forearm and wiped the constantly seeping sweat. During his rest under the painful rays of the sun, he unflipped a map with a plethora of routes and lines sketched onto it with a quickened hand. The boy narrowed his eyes at the sheet of people as he tried to make out his current position. He firmly held it to the pad while the wind blew grains of sand into his face. His throat was dry, his body drenched with sweat, and his eyes shot from sleep deprivation. It had indeed been a tiring and busy two years. In the span of time, he has had to support himself, watch meister pairs leave the school premise and never return, and relive the memories which devotedly haunted him throughout his days of existence. He ran a hand through his hair as he sat there on the sand dune, not wanting to make another move through life. Why did he compel himself to such an emotionally painful lifestyle? The boy was about to continue riding his train of thought before a voice called out to him. ”Oi. Kentono, quit resting on the job. Oh, and catch.”

His boss hissed at him, Moto instantly fixated his head in the man’s direction. ”Wait, wha-..?” He managed to blurt out before a water bottle came flying into his line of sight. The grogginess which once had a tight grasp on the boy quickly dissipated, he traced the trajectory of the plastic container as it arced towards him. Once it came into his reach, Moto caught it in one hand, but instantly fumbled and began to bounce the bottle back and forth. He had an expression of distraught until he finally made a firm grip around the rigid edges of the refreshment, breathing out a sigh of relief and taking a moment to close his eyes out of respite. Moto reopened them soon after and treated himself to his boss’ present. He happily quenched his thirst with the lukewarm liquid, chugging down every last drop. Once he had thoroughly cleansed the plastic of its contents, he capped it and stuffed the bottle into his bag.
”Oh, good morning sir. I was about finished with this route, then I was going to head back to the workpla-” The man held out an opened palm at the boy, swiftly ceasing his chatter with his form of eldership. ”Did you not get enough sleep last night? You’re ususally awake by this time of day, it is pretty late for you. Usually you check in around three and finish your assigned path within the glimpse of an eye. Yet you’ve been out here for the past two hours. I know we’re all used to it, but traveling through the desert without water is just idiotic. So tell me, what’s got ya all shifty?”

Moto could never get used to the accent the man had adopted after moving to Nevada from Moscow. Yet such a man was able to bridge the wide gap between nationalities, and ended up climbing the career ladder to a boss of a routing company. The boy stared at the man with a worried expression, he hesitated before divulging whatever was on his mind. ”Well, we’re getting new students today. Most of them have only trained. It pains me that I won’t see all of their faces by the end of this year.” Moto shifted his sitting a bit, uneasy from reality. ”Yeah, true. You’re starting as full-time meister this year, right? No more of that mission organizer stuff? That’ll be an interesting sight… Well, anyways, let’s pack up and head out back to HQ. You still have to shower and get ready for school. Can’t show up in that.” The boy glanced at the sand-covered poncho and lightly chuckled, then turned his gaze up to the sky. Only now was the sun finally stirring from its slumber, its slumped prongs began to reform their point. By this point, the orange eyelids had only raised a sliver. It was quite the sight to compliment the backdrop of a horizon, a collage of light-colored hues. ”Yeah… An interesting sight indeed.” His voice trailed off before the boy rose to his feet and patted the sand coating off. With a nod of affirmation, the two continued to their workplace.





Later - Who knows what time? Death time? School time?

Moto could never count how many times he walked down these melancholic roads, winding and turning with randomization and sporadic architecture. The boy was now fully awake and had his usually perky expression in play. He straightened his tie as he autonomously walked down the streets, taking the same route he had traversed every morning. At this point it was like being a robot, told to operate off of preset guidance and commands. The bustling sounds of traffic and business had become all but iconic to the boy. Being a resident of Death City for the past seventeen years, he was already used to its boiling climate and… unorthidox structure and appeal. After all, its mere instituting was contradictory. The city revolved around the training of those who would defeat takers of lives, offered an education by none other than death himself. But irony had lost its embarrassment at this point, its metallic sting no longer affected Moto. It had all become a recurring and fluent motion. One lives to die later on. That’s the gist of things. But rather than keeling over and withering away, the boy is ushered on my an unbreakable devotion. To this day, he is unable to deduce whether it is out of remorse or his refusal to be contempt with the past. After losing dear friends from both schools, he has been motivated to continue on their fight, battling in their stead. It wasn’t long before the student arrived at the iconic slew of unneeded steps scaling up to the academy’s courtyard. He had already spotted students gawking at its shining greatness. The boy ran a hand down his neck and massaged the kinks lying beneath his skin. With a sigh Moto ascended the steps, already used to their immense allotment. A boy of his physique would usually be unable to handle such a pain-inducing climb, yet after two years of attendance, he was already used to the routine.

Since it was the first day, by the end of the timespan, Moto would have found himself a partner as per tradition at the DWMA. Already aware of his classroom number and location, he passed through the halls filled with lively students until he found the door into his room. The boy was intending to quietly enter the classroom and disappear within the bleachers, yet a familiar and especially charismatic voice could be from behind the door. Moto let out a sigh before turning the knob and entering the classroom, pushing the door with all of his mass as it creaked forward. His eyes spanned all of its contents within a few moments, isolating the few students which seemed to peak out from the ordinary lots. The boy’s mouth dropped and he leaned back as he watched a pseudo-gymnast flip her way into the seating, and energetically introduced herself as Yua Takenaka. Moto was left speechless, his mind took a few seconds to process what his irises had just taken into account. They then focused on the blonde girl ecstatically talking, the owner of the high-paced voice from prior, sitting in the bleachers while terrorizing a new student. He deeply exhaled as he walked over to the girl and gave her a light chop on the head, ”Hey, tone it down a bit Fumiko. That boy just scaled the climb of his life. Let him catch a breather.” The girl was one of the few students he could joke around with in this childish demeanor, as they were both good and old friends. He glanced at the younger looking lad to her side and gave him a timid smile, ”H-hello, my name is Moto. Oh-, um, Moto Kentono. Rhymes a bit, eh?” He let out an uncomfortable laugh before taking his seat in an unoccupied row, farther to the back from the others. It was a swift retreat, which was tactful yet cowardice at the same time. The boy sighed as he leaned forward on the desk while plopping his messenger bag on the ground. Being a meister was bound to be a new experience.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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"Uh, hey. I'm fine, just feel a bit light headed is all. I'm Barry, by the way."

Suddenly, all hell broke loose in the room Barry had chosen to rest in. First off, a girl ran up and sat next to Barry with such beauty and excitement that it made Barry uncomfortable, and a nervous guy with some crazy purple hair joined the conversation. Then, some other girl burst into the room with such speed that when she crashed into a bunch of students and desks it looked like she broke them all. THEN some weirdo with googles and black hair waddled in with this... well... majestic beauty of a woman he didn't deserve. So, Barry guessed it was time to socialize. He got up, slowly to ensure that his knees didn't snap from all that stair climbing. He waddled over to help up some of the students hit by the bullet train that, er, girl caused. However, due to his small stature, he wasn't much of a help.

"Hey, maybe you should look into slowing down when you're running, dude. You, like, almost killed these guys!"

Barry then walked to the front of the room, as the front being the only place at this point not destroyed, and took a seat next to Quarrie. He placed his backpack on the ground, and unzipped it. Taking out a piece of paper to draw on, he began to sketch randomly. He wanted to get to now this beautiful girl. Her eyes, her hair, her strangely voluptuous frame... She seemed incredibly exotic for the place.


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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Atop her chair throne Yua could see all that came in. First a pair who seemed a little put off at the appearance of herself. The girl especially, who gave her a rather nasty glance. Not fazed Yua just continued to watch all that would walk in.

A boy was next. Purple haired and looking ready to drop. Yua approved of everyone so far. They were intresting.

One who had gotten there before Yua made his way over to her. She rolled her eyes at his comment. 'Looking where I'm going ruins the fun. I wanna be surprised!'

He then made his way to the front of the room. Yua just grinned and shifted in the chair. It made her feel tall. Tall was power. Power was fun.

'Hey you!' Woblining a bit Yua pointed at the girl who seem displeased with her. 'Turn that frown upside down if you wanna send me a look! You should try standing on a chair. It's fu-' As she was speaking Yua tried to stand on one leg. Why? To prove herself the the disappointed girl. Sadly all it did was put all the weight on one side of the chair and now unbalanced Yua slipped off.

She hit the ground with a thud! 'Whoooaaa. Ow.' With a grunt Yua sat up and rubbed her elbow. 'What a rush.' Yua stared at the rubble of the chair. It had taken its last beating. 'Opps! Broke my throne. Oh well.'

Standing it was obvious that Yua hadn't noticed the fact her nose was dropping blood. Instead she picked up a piece of the chair and gazed at it. 'Dang.' She twisted and walked over the the disappointed looker girl. 'See what fun you can have on a chair.....um...What's your name?'

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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Viena Winters



The silence of the early school day could only last for so long as a variety of students trudged..well some seemingly bounced up the lengthy set of stairs. As she observed them images of animals came to her mind..the first student was a young blonde boy, an infectious energy and determination like a rambunctious horse. Her eyes widened slightly as she noted the injury the boy seemingly brushed off before he..trotted into the building. The second student to arrive was an extremely excited and..as Viena quickly found out affectionate as her body was trapped in an unexpected hug...before the excitable blonde darted away before walking into the building. Straightening out her wrinkled clothes from the assault, Labrador puppy..How unexpected" Viena muttered before her next idea came to mind as a girl with bright orangish-red hair climbed up the steps with vigor..nothing too notable about her actions. Mentally pausing for a moment until an animal came to mind..a fox. The creature was agile, but could be a show-off..her idea was confirmed as a faint exclamation reached her ears barely as the fox announced her arrival.


Already she could see the trouble those three were going to be and school had not even officially started. Her attention returned to the stairs as a pair of students reached the top. The first being, an attractive brunette who immediately began primping herself and shoved past her supposed companion. Rolling her eyes at the action Viena gave a small smirk as she ID'ed the young girl who saw herself as a queen..like a preening peacock. Perhaps she would scream out orders too and demand others wait on her perfectness..what a pain. While her companion had a 'cool' aura about him as well ~Swan~. Well it seemed there would have to be a pecking order established and those two were going to demand to be at top of it so it would seem.

Slowly standing up and stretching to follow the menagerie of students into the building before a shock of purple hair caught her eyes. The owner of said purple hair was distinctly male and despite his small size didn't seem to be winded at all by the steps. Although there was something about his posture that screamed timid to her..~Rabbit~ Viena thought as her mind drifted to her own pet back in L.A. With long floppy ears and a soft brown coat..Mr. Tibbles was all she wished for in a pet..so cute.. A faint blush came to her face as she glanced around hoping no one caught her daydreaming. Rolling her neck around once as her final observation was of the young girl still sprawled on the top set..~Sloth~

The hallways of the academy were buzzing with activity as Viena slowly pieced together the location of her designated classroom. It was only the first day at the academy surely a train wreak wasn't waiting for her behind the classroom door. Oh, how the fates loved to torture her as her eyes widened for a moment as she took in a chaos. A pile-up of desks, some intact and others in pieces with some students already nursing wounds..the result of the Fox judging by the death glares her peers were giving her as well as her elevated position on top of a chair, well was at the top..it now was in pieces. Who was going to foot the bill this time? The Peacock's feathers were clearly ruffled as the brunette was clearly annoyed by the Fox who seemed to now trying to appease her. Meanwhile the Swan seemed to be ignoring the madness around him and kicked back in his chair like it was his own home.

Easing her way past the wreckage, and determined to get even further away from the yipping Puppy and the Horse was neighing at the Peacock..already a crush so it would seem as the faint outline of a picture began appearing as Viena walked past the desks. A faint smile appeared on her face as she eyed the timid little Rabbit already looking drained from all the excitement as Viena sat down in the desk in front of him before muttering "So please tell me you are one of the normal ones here. I doubt I can handle all this all the time..". Her tone was soft, surprisingly given her rougher appearance..then again the easiest way to lure prey was to dangle a carrot of kindness so to speak..

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Sampson D.

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Fumiko watched as everyone filed in. Fumi looked to Moto and winked as to say sorry. Happy to hear the blonde boy was alright she stood as another girl announced herself and then promptly fell off her perch. The girl with red hair was so cute. Not to mention confident. Fumi's eyes narrowed slightly as a soft smile played on her lips. Swaying across the room calmer, more intimidating than before.

"Yua, right?"

Fumi stepped in between Yua and the girl proclaiming to be a Queen. On top of this Moto had come in, Fumi was glad her little buddy had made it. She had been worried he wouldn't make it on time. Refocusing her intentions onto Yua, she was bursting with bravado. Innocent as it may be.

"Best not try and appease her, she thinks she's better than you and that unfortunately won't change. You seem nice, not to mention adorable! I'm Fumiko Tatchibana! Call me Fumi. It's nice to make your acquaintance."

After finishing up what she had to say she embraced the red haired girl and then turned on her heel skipping around the room eying people subtly. Today had been a good so far. . . Barry, he was cool, sort of pathetic in a way but Fumi liked him well enough. Then the Perfects walked in, flaunting about. Then the rough lady stomped in, making her way over to Moto. Mistake. Fumi stopped skipping and stood looking in their direction before narrowing her eyes.

She crossed her arms and cocked out a hip, what was this bear's game? She had read over the registry earlier, this woman was a weapon. "Viena Winters" she was a weapon. Moto was a Meister. . . The thought hit Fumi hard. Moto wasn't going to choose her as his weapon. Whatever. Yua had said she was a Meister. Her huge smile returning Fumi flounced over to Yua again.

"Yua-chan! Hey me again. I heard you say you were a meister? How convenient, I happen to be a weapon! The best there is. Or I like to think so. I'd love to get to know you better!"

Fumi said in her cheery voice wrapping an arm around Yua's waist and leaning on her shoulder with a giggle. She was able to keep her facade up, even with the pang of jealousy she felt about Moto. She pushed it from her mind. Focus on Yua. Laughing softly Fumi twirled Yua's hair around her left index finger. Fumi felt like Yua wasn't the brightest, but she was cute and ambitious. Fumi could work with those things.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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Quarrie couldn’t help but glance over her shoulder now and again, her curiosity getting the better of her as some of the students began to move about. One in particular had caught her attention quite easily, a boy who seemed quite short, simply. He approached the odd girl and spoke to her briefly, clearly he seemed to have some sense which the girl lacked, a thought that made Quarrie grin slightly. The boy in question then sat next to observing girl, an action that surprised her a little though mainly due to not knowing the boy, really.

When he began to sketch on a piece of paper Quarrie initially paid him little interest, however it was hard for her to refrain from questioning him, mainly about what he was doing, and who he was. As she was about to say something the weirdo-girl walked over to her, after falling over and literally demolishing the chair she once stood on. Relaxing her shoulders a little, the girl crossed one leg over the other and tucked the ends of her skirt underneath her, before looking to the orange-haired girl. ”Quarrie Higurashi – though to you, Queen. That is what you can call me.”

Another girl emerged and just like the other, rubbed Quarrie the wrong way, though this one more so due to what she said. As if one wasn’t enough, the pair of them was like little kids in comparison to Queen. Quarrie just sighed, not even looking to the blonde girl who seemed to know her so well. ”If that’s how you view me then I won’t jump to change your opinion – I care not for your feelings.” Digging into one of her pockets a moment after Quarrie brought out a small tissue and held it out to the orange-haired girl. ”Your nose is bleeding, you should take this.”

Quarrie then looked to the other boy beside her, the short guy. ”What’s your name?” She asked, tilting her head to the side as she tried to sneak a glance at what he was drawing. He didn’t seem as bad as the girls surprisingly – and she liked that. ”Out of all the people here you chose to sit next to me, well, you must be brave.” A smile formed on her lips as she twirled a strand of hair round her finger, all the while focusing on the boy. He clearly didn’t view her so badly as the others, or maybe he was just oblivious to it. I’m Queen, I’m here to become the best meister that this class will have,” Pausing for a moment, the girl then leaned in more closely to the boy and whispered in his ear, ”But to do that I’m going to have to beat everyone else – which I plan to do.”

Pulling away she sat back properly in her seat, though still looked to the boy. ”What about you?”

Baron paid little attention to everything that went on around him, since not much really interest him, and he was sort-of asleep too! However, when he heard some girl speak up so rudely, he opened his eyes and saw a blonde girl talking bad of Quarrie to the other, odd girl. Standing up, though trying to not seem too intimidating, Baron looked at the girls though he didn’t look overly impressed. ”That’s a bit hypocritical you know, Blondie. Viewing someone badly because they think their better than others, and yet you claim to be the best weapon? I doubt that. But then again that’s just my opinion, and I certainly wouldn’t wield you… Jeez, you two deserve each other.” He spoke whilst leaving his seat, and took off out the classroom for a moment.

Something had plagued his mind since entering the building and he couldn’t quite ignore it, so he had to check it out. And, as such, he was right. At the stairs lay the same girl from before. ”Oi, you. It’s gonna start soon so you better move it.” Walking over to beside her, he even nudged the girls side with his boot to make sure she wasn’t completely out of it. ”You still living?”

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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The girl introduced herself as Queen causing Yua to gasp. 'Queen? Are you royal?' However her questions was never answered as the blonde girl burst in. Yua frowned at her words, not because she believes them but in confusion of how she'd judge someone so quickly.

Still Yua hugged back tightly. Fumi seemed nice enough. But as the girl skipped away Yua was handed a tissue. The Meister smiled at it, then at Queen. 'Don't worry Queen-Chan. I think you are nice. We can be friends! And you're really pretty.'

Dabbing her nose Yua winked and skipped away. It wasn't long before Fumi again joined her. 'Hello Fumi-Chan. You're a weapon? That's so cool!! What are you? Have you been fought with before? How many times have you changed? My aunt was a Meister you know. She went here. Other then me she's the only one in my family. My brothers are really envious of me. Well, not Dachi. He doesn't like fighting. Do you have brothers? Or sisters? I don't have sisters. I wish I did.' The girls eyes were sparkling now and the tone of her voice had changed to what her family knew to be ranting. Unless stopped Yua would go on and on about weapons and her family.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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Image As Mei got kicked by the boy she jumped up and looked at him."OH! Sorry- I uh.. Got to go." Mei said as she got up and started walking to her classroom.. "Dammit.. I'm late." Mei stuttered, as she started to run again- Her ADHD kicking in. She knew if she didn't get there on time she'll never make any friends- And she'll never have a partner, and Mei wanted a partner. Mei shredded down the hallways of the DWMA, looking for her classroom. Mei stopped for a moment catching her breath- This was to much physical active for a day for Mei.. She usually would just sit down on the couch and watch tv if she had the choice. Mei shook that thought out of her head and started to run again.

Finally- She was there, panting at the door."H-Hi.." She muttered, but then she looked into the classroom seeing everyone else had already taken their seats, and were socializing with one another- She knew this was going to happen.. She was always the odd one out. Mei sighed and took a seat at the back of the room, trying not to act up or to do anything weird- She wanted to make a good impression. Instead she took out a manga and started to read, trying to ignore the fact the she'll probably be a loner forever. Mei's eyes blurred as she dug her face deeper into the book, trying not to let anyone see her cry. 'I'm so stupid..' She thought, and felt a tear stream down her face.

Mei wiped the tear as she looked around at everyone else- They were normal.. Just like she wanted to be- Mei urged to be normal every day.. But it always turns out to make herself look- Well weird. 'Mei the Monster' Those words rung in her ears as she remember the day she turned into a weapon- all the kids turned around and ran away- Calling her names such as that, and that was the day Mei was sucked into the deep dark hole called- Depression.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Moto Kentono Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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"I'm going to be late!!!! Aah!!" Amaya ran up the famous long staircase to the DWMA, where she would soon be a student learning her weird abilities. As she ran up she started panting and slowing down, she never really exercised and was always eating so she wasn't the healthiest of people. She wasn't even a third of the way when she fell on her face and got tears in her eyes, she held them in not wanting to cry on her first day here. She looked up the stairs and almost fainted. "I'm barely even close.." she grumbled sick of it already.



When she reached the top finally, she fell straight on her face and stayed there for 5 minutes gulping like a fish. She looked at her watch on her wrist and sighed. "I am SO late.." She stood up and walked towards the school looking at her student handbook she got from a kid at the bottom of the stairs. 'It looks like there's a place for finding partners. Maybe I should head there.' Amaya asked a few students where the classroom was and got there quick.

Amaya walked in wobbly and exhausted looking like she going to fall over... she took the closet sit and and sat down dead tired. she noticed a lot of tension in the room and everybody socializing with each other. She sighed and stated to fall asleep to the sound of conversations giong on around her.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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Moto leaned back in his desk as students continued to be left to their own devices in the teacher’s absence. The more outgoing individuals openly introduced themselves, one upon a now decrepit throne which belonged to the teach. Now in shambles, it lied in pieces on the floor, instataneously discarded by the one which had snapped it in half. The boy could already imagine the reaction drawn by the bubbly girl known as Yuo. Perhaps the teacher would force Moto to hold a funeral pyre for his deceased sitting utility. No longer shall the man plop his rear and recline in a comfortable manner. Moto was already feeling sympathetic for the poor guy. Already bored with her previous antic, she hopped her way with ebullient paces and focused her sights on Fumiko after the younger lad had left her for the self-proclaimed Queen. Before their guide was too enter the classroom, the boy decided to flip open a manga magazine to kill the time. While flipping through the pages, he listened closely on the assorted conversations flowing from vociferous mouths. Moto may had underestimated Barry’s sewing of words, as he had already found himself able to uphold a conversation with royalty. He intended to continue listening until a shadow abruptly loomed over him.

”So please tell me you are one of the normal ones here. I doubt I can all this all the time.” The girl said nonchalantly as she sat down right next to him, a stern expression piercing daggers at Moto to wean out his response. The boy’s mouth was left agape until he regained his senses. Of course, his senses weren’t too solid and barely assisted him in verbally conveying his opinion. He glanced at his side for assistance from a comrade yet only received a similar glare from Fumiko. Or maybe it was centered on the stoic female attempting to pry an answer out of him. Actually, it was probably at both of them, each of her eyes focused on an individual. Moto’s heart dropped, as we was truly left to fend for himself. He fidgeted with his seating uneasily, then let out a sigh and met gazes with his classmate. But as soon as they entered an eyelock, Moto autonomously averted his line of sight and shook his head. An uncontrollable blush had already began to span his cheeks, ”Well. This is quite the development. Come on Moto, give her an answer already.” Forced by the lingering threat that she’ll snap the frail boy in two, he gulped down any doubt and finally deduced an answer.

”Well, it depends on what you personally deem normal. This will be my third year attending this academy, along with living here my whole life, I can’t help but to be used to this kind of scenario. It’s interesting to see every year’s new batch of students...” The boy winced at what he had planned on continuing that sentence with. He cut himself off and decided to firmly ask her question, ”But I believe this is normal. I mean, we’re in Death’s Capitol, can’t get more unusual than that. There might be a few hyper individuals here, but this seems pretty ordinary. It is also a place of acceptance for differentiating souls.” He breathed a sigh of relief as he finally blurted out the rest of his answer. It was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He closed the magazine shut and stuffed it back in his messenger bag, then glanced at the door to see if the teacher had arrived. ”Oh, and um… My name is Moto. Moto Kentono.” Aside from stuttering a bit with his vowels. The last few students began to file into the classroom after he introduced himself to the blonde. It was only a matter of time before their teacher was to arrive. "Who might you be?" He innocently asked while tilting his head.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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Barry was going to reply very simply to Quarrie's questions, but time seemed to stop for him. His mind wanted every answer to be perfect and simple. A subconscious conversation between left brain, right brain, and Barry's thoughts.

"I say you confess you like her."

"I say you should just answer the questions."

"But if she dislikes my open-mindedness? But if she likes my open-mindedness?"

Then, it all came into agreement. Just answer the questions, and hope the truth doesn't slip out of his mouth. So, as he continued sketching, he answered the questions.

"My name is Barry Thomas Pyawasit, I am a weapon, and I've been here for about a month. I really don't have a reason for sitting by you, Miss. I just plan on someday being someone's partner and, hopefully, not Dying. I'd also like to become a teacher, Miss."

Just as he finished up the sketch, he looked around, hoping no one would see what he had drawn out. As he handed the paper over to Queen, he spoke.

"If you're gonna beat everyone, I'm not gonna stand in your way."

He turned the upside-down drawling over, to reveal a heart with the words "I like you :D" written in the middle. He placed the paper on her desk. As his face began to blush, he hoped that his forwardness of stupid affection wasn't creepy or, well, too forward. He hoped she wouldn't be like his former crushes and say "Ew you perv, go die in a hole." Barry looked around again, noticing the others socializing and chit-chatting. To him, that didn't really matter.



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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Sampson D.

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Fumi smiled at Yua, Fumi wanted her. As her meister. Maybe more? Who knew. Not Fumi, at any rate she was a rambler, which was fine. Walking with Yua over to her desk Fumi sat down next to Yua, never unlinking arms.

"No, I have no family. Hehe, I'm a lone weapon in this world. Now to answer your barrage of questions. I am a chainsaw, I know you wouldn't picture that but I am, a damn scary one too. Scary as in cool. Also yes, I have fought! Once a keshin attacked and me and my friend fought it off. We barely beat it! He was too scrawny to wield me properly . . . Er, I have been changed many, many times. I've lived here at the Academy almost my entire life. I was trained and used for demonstrations as a weapon demo. No one could sync with me then, I was too young. Now however I'm up and looking for my ideal meister! I hope I get you Yua-Chan."

Fumi winked at the red head, Fumi practically told her her life story, however Fumi was happy to share as she had nothing to hide. Looking around the room there were many different walks of people around here, Fumi wasn't so sure about some of them. Although you know, Fumi would act it all up as well as possible to gain trust, or maybe even make people think she isn't a threat.

That's when she'd strike.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Sampson D.

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Image Mei looked up as she saw a boy with hair so red- That it looked like flames. Soon- He talked to her- making Mei jump."H-hi.." Mei stuttered, while wiping away her tears, slowly putting away her book."I'm Mei Hasitmoto. I'm a weapon." Mei said- She talked quietly as she twirled her thumbs. She then listened to him mumble on about how he was the best- and such.. Mei sighed, and looked at him, he reminded her of her brother. That made Mei tilt her head and look at him with more interest.

"You look like my brother.." She said and smiled."That makes me warm inside- I like you." Mei said, and smiled, pulling a strand of her hair out of her face- and pulling up behind her ear, giving Mac a small grin while she did it. "I'd like to roll down the steps with you. Maybe even slide down them." Mei smiled, the thought giving her a soft feeling inside. But before she could yes to the trick- The teacher walked into the room, sitting into his chair but then- PLONK! The chair split in half. "Dammit! Who the hell did this.." He grumbled and then stood up, rubbing his head."Anyways.. I'm here to supervise you kids in choosing your partner.. And uh when you choose your partner come to me to get your wave lengths measured. Call me Mr. R." He said as he leaned on the wall. "You may choose your partner now- But remember, you will be stuck with this person for the rest of your life. Choose wisely."

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Quarrie sat quietly and awaited the boy’s response, though he seemed to be pondering a little, but the girl just keep quiet until he was ready to speak. In a way he looked like a kid, mainly his size, which tempted Quarrie to treat him like one – but he wasn’t completely babyish either, which prompted the girl to hold back from putting the boy off her already.

Moments later he did talk to her, and she learned his name though struggled to wrap her tongue round his surname somewhat. In the shortest of forms the boy had given his life story more or less, but the girl did show some interest at least. ”Nice to meet you Barry.” Smiling, she eased a little and leaned back in her seat, tapping her fingers playfully against her knee. Although her attention was soon captured when the other student spoke once again, handing the piece of paper he had been sketching on towards her, to which the girl accepted and sat it against her lap.

Turning the drawing over, Quarrie had to look twice as she looked the paper over. Was it a confession of love? Initially she would have struck it off as some joke or something of the likes, especially as she didn’t know the boy that well - however when noticing Barry’s blush the girl instinctively knew he was actually serious. Opting to say nothing at first Quarrie merely picked the drawing up and folded it neatly before sliding it down one of her thigh-high socks, for safe keeping. She wouldn’t out-right dismiss his little confession, but neither would she embrace it right-away either.

”You’re sweet, kid.” She finally spoke, turning to face the boy as she leaned over and give him a light peck on the cheek. Not really caring who saw, Quarrie then leaned in just a bit closer more as she whispered to Barry, ”If you’re up to the challenge maybe you can win my heart. Otherwise I won’t go out with you, unless you can earn my affections.” It wasn’t a rejection in any form, but rather a welcoming invitation to get to know the girl more. After all Quarrie wasn’t the easiest of girls, she required work and devotion, and she would make sure any possible lover would match her standards. Plus, the boy had a quirkiness about him that the girl couldn’t deny – maybe he was sorta cute, or the way he talked intrigued her a little. Either way, she appreciated his bravery, and it was entirely up to the lad if he wanted to pursue her.

Minutes later a teacher walked in, introducing himself in the briefest of ways as he informed the students that their choice of partner was completely, up to them! The man also warned the boys and girls to be wary of their decisions, and that they must act wisely when picking. Quarrie already knew such things, she certainly wasn’t going to pick someone that she wouldn’t get along with – and so far, there were a few already.

”Best get this thing over with,”She sighed and got to her feet, daring to glance behind her to view the rows of students that –naturally – would always be behind her, and in her shadow! She especially glared at the boy who had entered not too long ago, some punk who thought he was the best meister – what a joke. He was probably just saying that to impress others, or whatever else. Quarrie wasn’t worried and knew soon enough she’d prove herself to these people, they could count on it. Soon enough, her attention quickly refocused onto Barry, who she knew to be a weapon – which was exactly what she needed, plus he wasn’t that bad – she could persuade him to be her partner, if need be. ”Want to be partners?” She bluntly asked and raised a brow, before shifting herself until she stood in front of the boy and leaned over onto his desk, smiling at him. ”Unless there’s someone else you’d rather pair-up with.”



Baron had returned to class not so long before the teacher spoke, just managing to vaguely hear all the important details, though there wasn’t exactly an overflow of such – was there? The man in charge didn’t interest the meister much, though when it was mentioned that he could pick his partner the boy was surprisingly excited over the prospect. Having perched himself towards the back now, after reentering the room and noticing yet more fresh faces, the young meister-to-be was more than cool over the whole ordeal.

The thought of competition didn’t faze him in the slightest – he welcomed the challenge, more so even if it was by a fellow meister as the punishment would be even sweeter to dish out. But, for now, he’d focus on the main priority which was finding a partner. And who exactly, when thinking over it, would match him best. It didn’t help things when it was plainly obvious that he knew nobody in the room beside Quarrie, so it was pretty difficult to choose your lifetime partner from such a brief meeting.

Oddly enough however, in a few passing minutes, the boy’s attention was placed upon a sleeping girl. Naturally, he too was a fellow ‘snoozer’ of sorts so it was no surprise that it tickled at his interest. Getting to his feet the boy quietly snuck over to beside the girl, her hair of a light brown shade he noticed, as he rested his elbows against her desk. ”Yo, sleeping beauty.” He remarked, before raising a hand and poking a finger to her forehead in a bid to stir the female. In a way she was pretty cute, he had to admit, but she also looked like the sort of student he’d view as easy prey.

After all, he viewed himself as a pretty top-notch meister despite his lack of experience. He wasn't going to the one to be snatched up by another, oh no, he'd find his partner. Although he was already pretty certain that many of the students who were there were not to his liking - be they too proud or dreadfully quiet, he figured this one little oddball of a girl was oddly suitable in many ways. However there was one small issue that needed to be addressed before things swung into motion, so he'd get that dealt with first.

”I'm Baron - the high flying meister at this academy, and today I'm choosing you to be my partner,” He began, awaiting to see if he caught the girls attention before continuing, ”So you better be a weapon. What do you say? Are we quids in, heh.” It was short and sweet, just to his liking. Baron figured he'd just choose someone and work things from there, as really there was no sure way of picking a perfect partner. He'd deal with things as they came!

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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"Well, uh, sure. I don't know why you'd choose me, out of everyone else here. Can you fight? Can you even match my wavelength..?"

Barry was pretty surprised by his sudden picking. It wasn't normal for Barry to be chosen quickly for anything. He looked over to the teacher, who looked like one of the most stereotypical professors ever, but still kept the chilled and cool look for him. Knowing that he probably wouldn't be compatible with most of the others around, it was simple to be paired with a love interest. Perhaps hey could learn a lot about each other this way, or maybe find they don't belong with each other. However, now wasn't the time to think about love and loss. Now was the time to find a partner... which he had already done. Guess it's time to show off the ol' weapon form, eh?

Luckily for Barry, he's learned how to fully transform into a weapon from his month in the DWMA. However he may overshoot simple finger-barrel transformations for full-body transformations. Nevertheless, this didn't deter him. Barry jumped up out of his seat, and began to transform. The white flash of light lasted a small amount of time, signaling the start of the transformation. He pictured the hand-cannon within his soul, or whatever the teachers had taught him before. Suddenly, the revolver gleamed in the open room's air, as it fell down onto the desk with a loud thud. Barry was now in 'a strange dark place', as he liked to call it.

"So, lets see if you can even wield me, shall we?"



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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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Yua was lead to a desk and happily listened to Fumi's story. 'Wow Fumi-Chan! You've seen so much! You're so cool!' She giggled and her eyes scrunched up. 'Fumi-Chan let's be partners! I can weild you, and we can fight together!'

Standing Yua unlinked her arms from the blonde and grabbed her hand. 'As soon as the teacher gets here we can tell them!' And true to her word a teacher did enter. Yua winced a bit at seeing his chair break but other then that she felt no remorse. Chairs break all the time.

'See? Come on Fumi-Chan!' Yua lurched forward, dragging the other girl with her. 'Come on come on come on!' They weaved slightly in the crowd and luckily Yua didn't hit another student. Sadly the same couldn't be said for Mr.R. Just a foot away from him Yua stopped. Or tried to. Instead she and Fumi barreled into the teacher.

'Oh! Not again Yua!' She stood and brushed off her dress. 'Sorry Mr.R. Fumi-Chan and I are just really excited. We wanna be partners!'

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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The boy had his head tilted to the side as he waited for the girl’s response. In the span of moments he had before she could introduce herself, Moto internally ran a quick analysis on her physique and characteristics. Being a mission analyst for two years harbored its perks. After all, practice most definitely makes perfect. Judging from the height of her upper torso in addition to the amount of legroom she took up, the blonde was only shorter than Moto by a fourth of a foot. Though such leverage in the height category is soon undermined by the muscular definition outlined beneath her clothing. She didn’t have the muscles of a devoted body-builder, but instead those of a brawler. Flexible and compact, yet effective and could surpass other physiques when their spectrum is inclined. In laymen’s terms; she was strong. Could probably throw anybody in this room from the top of the bleachers to the other side of the classroom without even batting an eye. Mixed with a reticent complexion, she could easily intimidate any adversary just by being her ordinary self. Most males would feel their masculinity shrivel up and decay in a corner at the sight, yet Moto had already accepted the fact that he was on the… lighter side of the spectrum. Sure, he had a good endurance from working long hours under the Nevada sun, yet that was the extent of his capabilities. This individual could go places as a self-productive aria. Nobody would dare to challenge her and live to see another day, or another minute or second for that matter. ”She probably has a mirrored aspect within her personality. Wonder what it’s like? I can only draw conclusions from her exte-”

”Viena. Viena Winters. It’s nice to meet you Moto.” Ah, right, students from all over the globe attended this academy. She was one of the lucky few who already learned the native language from the get-go. Although it was the same case with Moto, others could find English to be quite the arduous form to wrap their minds around. The other meister in the background blabbering about his ambitions barely drew Moto’s attention away from the new acquaintance. The boy winced when Viena made a stern comment about the aftermath of those which displease her.”Definitely a brawler. Ninety-nine point nine, nine, nine percent sure.” He thought to himself as the girl flexed a bit, but quickly added a followup statement. ”I am a Weapon by the way...and I actually know what I am doing in brawl so don’t worry about getting a stray hit in your direction.” And with that confirmation of his hypothesis, he made a slight smile and waved his hands, ”It’s alright, I have decent reflexes…” Before he could continue his train of thought, the door suddenly swung open and drew the boy’s attention.

In its frame was a jutted out leg, clothed in a memorable black khakis, complimented by a red turtleneck, an iconic labcoat and a pair of glasses which gleamed with overflowing knowledge. Knowledge and foolishness. Moto smiled a sliver as he leaned forward in his desk and gave his previous co-worker, now teacher a greeting nod from his seat. Whether the adult noticed his greeting wasn’t of his concern, as Mr. R would soon find out the ugly truth of his beloved chair. Over the past two years, both of them have worked hard to administer missions to pairs whilst analyzing those which returned productive data. It wasn’t a shocker that Moto was made Mr. R’s pupil, as they both shared similar backgrounds. The two related with the loss of those close to him; with Moto his dear friends, and R his wife. They both had felt loss’ venomous bite, and had already transformed that poison into a remedy for their broken symptoms and states of mind. It was this very man which ushered Moto into enrolling as a meister this year, his opinion of the man never swayed regardless of how many times he was asked to babysit his children. Little kiddos were and still most likely are biters.

After a few paces and quick introduction, he set out to recline in what he believed was the most comfortable place in existence. One time, the man had gone on a rant about the eloquence of his chair. ”This chair is the perfect seating device! The massager of my rear, the upholder of my gluteus region, the perfect compliment to my enticing rump! It shall mold my glorious halves into a perfectly comfortable state of sereni-” And then Moto accidentally spilled coffee on Mr. R, freeing him from his daze, yet doomed him to a rolling mess of sizzling pain. Anyways, the teacher’s heart was surely shattered when he fell backwards onto the plywood stage. Moto shook his head out of sympathy, but his mind was soon overridden with the task of ascertaining a partner. Not to his surprise and unsure of whether it was to his avail, Viena applied to be his fellow comrade in arms. The boy paused as he processed the last line of her query. His back and limbs instantly stiffened, like a patient who was just diagnosed with a fatal disease and was left in mind-numbing shock. He froze entirely, exempting the feverish blush which stretched across his face. ”...Eh?” Was all he could blurt out, still left in awe at the Viena’s unforeseen phrasing. Moto quickly cleared his mind and frivolously nodded and took the girl by both hands, interlocking their fingers. Kinda looked funny comparing the sets of fingers together. ”A-a-alright, let’s go.” He eased out as he stood up. Already Fumiko and Yua had descended upon Mr. R, quick to be the first tested. It was surprisingly easy to guide the girl halfway down the steps, as if she was weightless. They were halfway down the steps by the time Moto deduced this lack of weight was too unusual. He glanced at his back and realized that Viena had disappeared, yet in his hands were brass knuckles. ”...Erm. Viena?” He asked innocently, only now noticing that she had remain quiet during their descent through the bleachers.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Sampson D.

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Mei looked at him as he told her a bit more about himself."You have older brothers? Your lucky.. My brother died from cancer." When Mei said that she felt her eyes become even more blurry, and she felt like she was going to explode- And then he told her his real name."Macken- Mac.. Oh cool name." Mei said and smiled, wiping the thought about her brother away.

Then- He asked her to become his partner."I-I'd love to be your partner!" Mei said, and grinned wildly."Let me show you my weapon form- But remember, please don't drop me.. It hurts." Mei stated firmly- And then BOOM! She was morphed into a 6" spear, double bladed- And sharp. Mei floated around in what she'd like to call 'Her Safe Place'.. Like always she was well.. Naked in that 'Safe Place' but no one could see her- So she was fine. "Try me out!" Mei said, her face rippling on one side of the blade.




Mr.R watched the kids slowly start to get to know each other- Reminding him more about his meister life than ever. It killed him inside to watch them.. Especially those who were shy.. Like his wife. He could have protected her.. But he didn't. Soon two girls were up in his face- tumbling on top of him. "We need to see your wave lengths.." He said and looked at the one who he assumed was a weapon. "Turn into a weapon- I'll test your wave lengths- Just swing her around - Test her out." Mr.R said, while he brought out his 'Wave Length tester' and shoved it in front of them- It was just a box with a special camera.

Mr.R looked at the blonde tall girl come over and ask him if Moto and her could be partners. "Wait in line- I need to test your wave lengths no matter what." Mr. R said, then turned to face the the two girls.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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”Of course I can fight – and I can choose whoever I like too, which is you.” She promptly replied to the boy, pushing herself up from his desk as she stood upright. Looking down at the boy Quarrie towered over him a little, which she found quite amusing. His sudden transformation was quite surprising, she hadn’t expected him to be that capable for some reason, but at least is showed he had potential and maybe her choice wasn’t that bad.

Once she saw the revolver emerge and drop to the desk, Quarrie quickly reached over and picked the hand-canon up and held him securely in her hands. A big smile was present on her lips, as the girl was thrilled to have a gun! It was her ideal weapon for combat – not that she had ever used many at all, but she had always viewed them as something of an interest to her. ”I’ll wield you, no problem.” She said confidently as she held the weapon, seemingly easily enough wasn’t it?

Quarrie tried to keep her mind clear, knowing it would be wise if she was going to properly wield Barry and use him efficiently. With a deep breath, she dropped one hand and stretched out the other one, which held the revolver, and aimed it out in front of her. It took a bit of effort to keep the weapon held up with only one hand, but she’d persist through sheer determination. Sparing a moment to glance at the other students, she noticed some had morphed into weapons, and she spotted a few already heading to the teacher. With her confidence growing Quarrie looked to the gun in her hand, grinning as she knew she didn’t need some professor telling her what she was good at, and that she knew she could match the wavelength of Barry. She would make sure of it.

”I got this.” She whispered mostly to herself, cocking her arm straight before tilting her head just slightly. She aimed the weapon towards a wall, familiarizing her fingers against his features and trigger, and then closed one eye. Quickly after she pulled down on the trigger, eagerly firing a shot at the wall before her - though maybe a little too eagerly, as the recoil and force sent a sharp pain to her wrist as she wasn’t expecting it to be that powerful. Quarrie almost dropped the revolver because of it as her grip loosened on Barry considerably, but just as quickly, the girl grabbed the gun with both hands as she aimed the revolver towards the wall again, taking a shaky tired breath, before firing another shot just as hurriedly. Her aim was off though - not that she had any real target - but Quarrie knew she just had to keep a clear head and work with Barry, not against him. Their wavelengths had to connect, and she was determined to make it work! The impact wasn’t as heavy on the girl the second time round, perhaps due to having both hands on the weapon, but it was still something she’d have to adjust to – she was determined to get it right! No matter how long it took.

Taking a breath, the girl lowered her hands and held the gun close to her as she looked down at it. ”So what do you think, Barry?” She asked with a questioning brow. ”You think we're ready for the test?” If he said they were then she'd go to the teacher, as much as she didn't really want to.



Baron was a little freaked out by the girls sudden movements, clearly she had no clue what went on before and he’d need to fill her in. ”We’re in class silly, you must know that much. Anyway we’re suppose to find partners,” Sitting back down and pouting to the boy, the meister sat his hands to his hips as he looked back to the sitting girl and raised a brow. ”Well, nice to meet you Amaya my name is Baron Phantom, maybe you didn’t hear, and I’m a meister looking for a weapon.”

She then looked to him with a slightly goofy grin, which Baron was a little caught-off by but he quickly regained himself, sporting a grin of his own. ”Hey, what do you know I’m a dog-guy myself, and puppies are the cutest aren’t they?” Perhaps it would break some ground between them, and he’d say anything to win her over, be it whatever. Plus it wasn’t a total lie, dogs were cool! ”So do I pass the test?” He joked, dropping his hands to her desk again as he leaned in bit more closely to the girl.

”How about transforming into your weapon form and we can see if we are compatible? Worth a shot, you know.” He spoke a moment later, before tapping a finger against the table. Baron tried to remain easy-going as he conversed with the girl, not really wanting to put her off. Really, he was quite intrigued by this little being. ”I'm ready whenever you are, Amaya.”

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Moto Kentono Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Sampson D.

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Emethil looked at the boy whom gave her the seat before she took said seat. As she took out one of her books, she noticed others begin flowing in after her, and some doing something Emi couldn't, introductions to the class. That took lots of courage that Emi never seemed to have, though some broke down just like she would as far as she knows. Though as the classroom filled in, the little timid girl continued reading her book, which was a manga, disguised as a normal book, adjusting her glasses every so often, it was an interesting read, being that it was a mystery and something was always afoot, which stimulated Emi's mind as she worked through it with the character whom tried to solve said mystery as fast as he can. It wasn't as interesting as the conversations per say, but for someone whom cannot even speak sometimes to others, the book was what she had to do.

Yet soon the teacher came in, and well, it amused her since he was rather eccentric, in that he didn't seem to notice that the chair was structurally weakened from what looked like use, before basically forgetting it ever happened. He was a strange individual indeed, though what he had said next, seemed to make Emethil almost cry, he told the class about choosing partners. Which that involved a thing Emi hadn't been able to do well since before she could remember, something was always making her timid that the rest of her class, though soon the others were away and talking with each other. Leaving Emethil out and thinking she wouldn't be approached by really anyone, at least, until the boy next to her spoke, which he sounded bored for whatever reason, and upon looking at him, he seemed bored and almost annoyed about this, in sharp comparison to the blank read most would get from Emethil, though soon she nodded, as if to say yes to his offer to partner up. Without thinking ahead, wondering if he was a weapon, which she didn't realize before taking his hand with a gentle and rather cold hand, Idiku was his name. Emi's heard stranger names, including her own, before making an attempt to introduce herself, which failed as what felt like a well of nervousness came over her which felt like a stone was placed in her throat, making it difficult to be able to breathe, and talk for that matter. Slowly her pulse rose and she began to shake a little as she tried to speak again, but just couldn't. Retracting her hand, Emi thought of what to do, how to communicate, her mind raced and rushed as she tried to think of a way to talk without making an absolute fool of herself.

Though the idea presented itself as she took out a small notepad her sister gave her while packing, it was to help in case the well of nervousness came and choked her voice, she took it out, and with a pen worte what she made an attempt to say, of course with some timidity to it, "My name, is Emethil Arca, Meister. It's a pleasure...." she wrote before it became an incoherable mess of shaky writing, soon she presented her note to Idiku in hopes he wouldn't judge her. Of course, she felt that no matter what, she was going to be judged and ridiculed as per usual when people find out sheis so timid she can't even talk most of the time.

One can hope can't they?

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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South America - Two Years ago


”Wait, why is she here?!” He thought to himself as he lied there on a jungle floor, still in a daze from the punt he suddenly received to the chest. ”And why does this combat uniform have to be so heavy? I can barely get up.” With a quick glance to his side, he spotted the onyx chainsaw resting a few feet away, the initials ’FT’ stenciled into its side. Fumiko was probably a tad pissed that he had lost his grip while flying backwards, but it wasn’t Moto’s fault she was hard to swing around. After affirming the girl’s wellbeing, he quickly diverted his attention to the more prominent problem. The previous question still repeated itself in his head, unsure of her presence. Meters before them was young woman in similar attire, standing bravely against an Arachnophobian stone golem. The mindless creature attempted to strike the weapon down, yet her right arm transformed into a gleaming scythe blade within the blink of an eye. She may be an adult, but weapons are unable to stand against opponents on their own. The boy gritted his death and forced himself onto his feet, refusing to idly remain on the sidelines.

”Ms. Rem-” The boy began to call out before he broke off into a brisk sprint towards the sprawl. Neither the cries from the chainsaw nor the explosions ringing in the distance distracted the boy. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and the will to save a close friend, which he had lost many of in the past weeks. Yet it was a meaningless plight to ascertain the unobtainable. The woman managed to parry one more attack and displaced the brute’s footing momentarily, yet the stony beast soon retorted by bringing down its limb yet again. It was obvious that she was out of energy, and had already accepted the outcome. She took one last glance at the boy running towards her with an outstretched hand, the sense of accomplishment and contempt painted on her face as she her clock ceased to tick. Where she had stood was only a formation of stone bricks connected to a monster. He had failed yet again. The boy spun around at the sound of hurried footsteps. A squad of academy members were rushing towards them, the leader’s iconic labcoat blew with the wind as he came to a halt. The man already knew of the aftermath before he had even arrived, yet nothing could prepare him for the sight before him. Not even his tinted spectacles could hide the bewilderment filling his eyes.





”Um, alright…” Was all the boy could muster after being directed by Viena to not drop her. Moto had no intentions of dropping the knuckles, as he would probably receive a swift kick to the groin in response. He wasn’t able to ponder much before the blonde suddenly appeared in his arms. He felt like a male anime protagonist catching a girl falling from the sky, a common trope and kickstarter to some series. Thankfully unlike half of the related animes, Viena was fully clothed. Yet rather than falling gently into his arms in a daze, the heroine instead suddenly materialized in his arms and instantly shattered his meekly stance. The boy emitted a high-pitched yelp as he fell to the floor with his hands firmly keeping the girl in his arms, although they were against something a bit squ- ”Holy shit I’m a dead man.” He thought as he braced himself for the inevitable backhand to the face. Yet to his surprise Viena shot to her feet and pieced together her stern expression. She further claimed that the two were obviously compatible, to which Moto could only offer a quickened nod.

Even though he appeared flushed and distraught on the outside, he was truly pacified by the recent event. In the few moments he was given to analyze Viena’s weapon form, he was rest assured that they were indeed coherent. Light-weight and sturdy, the alloyed knuckles could still pack a punch- literally. A perfect weapon for a student with a lot of endurance, yet not so much in the strength department. The boy smiled a sliver before getting to his own feet, then nodded to Mr. R. ”We’ll wait as long as we need, Sir. Take your time.” Already other students were filing towards the bottom of the room. It was amazing how quickly people opted to form partnerships, an experience Moto has had to abstain from for the past two years. Her Highness was already testing what the boy presumed was Barry in his weapon form, firing a few wavelength projectiles into the wall. Others were already swinging their partners about. ”Time to turn that page, Kentono.” Moto gave a reassuring nod to his partner as they waited to be called up. The whole class was about to embark onto their next arc in life.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Moto Kentono Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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Barry soon found that his new found meister was pretty well versed with wielding guns. Peering through the flashy shine in the barrel, he looked around the room. Everyone was also picking out their weapons and meister pairings. Time to go talk to the teach, eh? Barry transformed back into his human form, with his back to Quarrie. He knew that he enjoyed the transformations strange sensation. It felt cool, sending tingles into his head that made him relax.

" Alrighty. That was fun. But I guess it's time to get out wavelengths tested, Quarrie. Er, Queen. I should find out what to nickname everyone, shouldn't I? Anyways, it's time to got see the teach himself..."

He turned to face Queen, and extended his hand as a gesture for a handshake. His eyes met hers, and he smiled.

"Friend, meister, partner, and Queen."


Three Weeks Ago, Funeral of Anne Hendrixen
Barry sat quietly in his small chair. He many people crying, in dark suits and dresses. Family, friends, and loved ones in attendance of Barry's former meister's funeral. She had supposedly killed herself, with a knife. Barry wasn't welcomed, as he became a suspect for many of the members of her family. They had only known each other for one and a half weeks, but still became great friends. Her father even screaming at Barry to not attend the event. It was depressing. It is depressing. It forever will be depressing. Barry, at the end of the funeral and ridicule, placed some flowers at her headstone. It was in the shape of a large heart, with her name on a plate in the middle. It really hurts to look into the heart of someone you once loved, you know?

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Emethil Arca

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The boy made a perplexed expression after being requested to idly remain on stand-by. Viena’s stern face transitioned into the gleam of the brass ring fastened around his finger. He tilted his head at the suspensions brewed by his partner’s ceasing of communication. After Fumiko and Yua had moved clear out of the way and the line of students was a decent distance, the metal knuckles began to produce sparks out of nowhere. Moto was definitely caught off guard, his surprised demeanor and eminated a short cry. Rather than flailing his arms frantically, he instead kept them jutted outwards as they began to generate heat and electricity. If asked to summarize the feeling, the student could only compare the experience by referencing a trip to Alaska he had to take for a school assignment. During the duration of the mission, he was clinging to a portable heater like it was his newlywed.

The jolts of electricity gave a last hurrah by creating a clutter of energy. Unfortunately, the created light died down as soon as it appeared. The boy let out a sigh of relief as nothing else life threatening occurred. Thankfully he didn’t spontaneously combust or suddenly catch on fire. Instead the blonde’s face returned to the same ring and stated that was their current extent of the ability, but more practice would lead to improvement. Moto could only give a devoted not in response, yet thrashing around any more school property was out of the question. ”Eeeeeh, sorry Viena. I can’t break anymore chairs, I don’t think R would be able to endure such hardship. I can give a few punches through the air though. Just imagine I’m beating up a yakuza, alright?”

He ended off the sentence in a hopeful tone before scrutinizing his complexion. The boy shifted his stance into one utilized for combat, mimicking countless meisters and other heroic figures he had observed in the past. Over the past two years Moto had only subsided to taking the required amount of PE and had next to none experience in any form of physical arts. He was like a white dove attempting to spread the wings of a proud eagle. It would take some conditioning to get used to such a sudden change of pace. He brought up his fists to head level and presumed the figure of an ordinary boxer, yet he lacked the refined and passionate form most professionals had. Instead a timid figure stood with brass knuckles at the ready, but appeared he could be pushed over with a light gust of wind. Even today he was unsure why he forced himself into this new lease on life terminology. The student was happy finding refuge behind a desk, with a pen in hand and a pair of glasses squishing his head.

Alas, here he was, taking on an arduous and insurmountable task. Moto let out a few sighs as he attempted to give a few succinct jabs, then proceeded with an uppercut. Viena’s weapon form was light enough that it barely restricted the boy’s movement, just as he had guessed previously. The two were able to fluently move, putting Moto even more at ease. After repeating the same process a few times over, he let out a tired sigh and turned to his teacher. ”Good morning R. Glad to see you got that coffee stain out of your Monday coat! I’ll have the last of my reports in later today.” With that, he gave a succinct bow to his older friend. It was obvious the spectacled teacher was in distress, yet was holding back any surfacing feelings for the sake of his pupils. ”I believe that’s all, we’ll move on for the next duo.” He made sure to keep the exchange of words short and sweet. After all, there was time for conversation once class was over. Time was of the essence.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom

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Quarrie looked to the boy as he transformed, giving him a friendly smile as she sat her hands against her hips. ”It was fun, and at least I know now to keep both hands on you.” The girl – though appearing confident enough, could only hope their wavelengths matched. So far things were going not too badly, and if she just kept focused then things would progress just as well, if not better. Sighing, Quarrie knew it was time to face the teacher, and once forcing a smile she relaxed just a little. As she was about to turn and head off Barry turned to her, offering out his hand for her to shake.

Looking at the boy briefly, Quarrie slowly held her hand out and took hold of his, squeezing it a little as they shared a handshake. ”Yeah, I am your partner, no matter what. And, when it’s proven that you’re the only weapon fit for me, you’re going to be stuck with me for the rest of our time here – I hope you’re ready for that.” Grinning, she held more tightly onto his hand before pulling the short boy forward as she then turned, ”Now come on, let’s show that teacher we mean business.”

Pulling Barry with her, she held his hand and gently dragged him with her as the girl walked over to the group of students that stood near the teacher. Once they were with the other students Quarrie took the chance to eye up her competition more closely, especially the meisters. So far she only knew Baron, her only worthy challenge. Besides him, there was a short boy with purple hair – he didn’t look that capable as a meister, in her opinion. Not to mention the stuck-up guy who thought he was better than everyone else – he just annoyed her more than anything. Then there was the girl she had met, the orange-haired one, who was not as bad in comparison to the boys.

When about to add further comment the girls attention was caught by the - previously assumed 'weaker' meister in her opinion, who was one of the next students to be chosen. He seemed to bear brass knuckles of some sort, his weapon obviously, though the thought of those two paired together sort-of amused her in an odd way. From what she had noticed of the weapon-girl before, she was perhaps his opposite in every way - and yet here they were, together, as a team! It was intriguing, however, despite wanting to watch the pair more Quarrie refocused her thoughts yet again.

As she stood briefly waiting the girl looked to Barry, releasing his hand quickly after when realizing she had still been holding it. ”Follow me Barry, we're doing this now - line or no line.” With a swish of her ponytail the young meister held her head high as she walked forward past the handful of students who stood, making her way up to the teacher before giving him a slight curtsy and bowed her head. ”I am Queen, sir. My partner is Barry and we are ready, whenever you are.” She informed the man in a polite tone, returning to her upright position as she stood and waited his response. Indeed, Quarrie meant business. She viewed herself as the most determined meister there and waiting around was not her style. Plus, the sooner they got it over - the better.



Baron looked to the short girl as she spoke, before tapping a finger against his chin as he thought. ”Where do I live? Well, here and there I guess. I’ve lived in Death City for a few years now though my living arrangements are always changing.” He told her and then shrugged. ”It’s better that way ‘cause no one can hunt me down find me, you know.” Something of a lone-wolf the boy was hard to track down, which he often enjoyed. Dropping his hand and rested it to his hip the boy sighed quietly, raising the other hand and fidgeted with his goggles. ”But regardless, I aim to be the best meister I can be. It’s why I’m here, and with a bit of luck, I’ll make you into a death scythe in no time. I think we can manage that, no biggie.”

Glancing away he noticed the girls were done and now a new pair was being put to the test. Soon enough they would be chosen, but in the meantime it didn’t seem like they were going anywhere, even though could focus on nothing more than testing himself with Amaya. ”Man these guys move slow.” He sulked, hunched over a little as he stretched his arms downwards. ”It’d be quite funny if we were a match, as it would out of pure chance we met, don’t you think Amaya?”

Witnessing Quarrie heading further up suddenly caught the boys attention, witnessing the ponytail-girl approach the professor and introducing herself. He was tempted to join her, but in a weird way he liked the thought of holding off for now, just to see.