Murmur Shir's Story

Murmur

Voices, water, wind. Voices, water, wind. Voices water wind.

These were the only things audiable while Murmur rested, his eyes closed, but he himself was fully alert. In case someone were to come and speak to him. He raised his head slightly, and opened his eyes, glancing around him. Luckily, noonse seemed to care that he was just sitting there, at the edge of the boat, agianst the railing and resting. Closing his eyes again, he shook his head. What have I signed myself up for? He thought to himself, putting a hand over his eyes. He heard the familiar click-clack of the only person he knew here's boots.

Zegam

With a devious grin placed on his face, Zegam walked away from a student and towards his favorite little music-maker. His very low-heeled boots making their wonderful sound against the floor as he approached Murmur Shir, his least favorite student. The noisiest, most clever, and destructive student he knew so far. "Hello~" He said, bending down and spoke in Murmur's ear. He chuckled at Murmur's expression, which was a sour, annoyed, and grumpy one. "Zegam." Murmur said, a greeting.

Murmur

Murmur looked up, ignoring Zegam's attempts at annoyance, or whatever that was. His eyes lit up as he noticed they were all getting off. Lifting himself up off the ground, he took his suitcase and walked after them, storming past the demon teacher. Murmur examined the others, well, their luggage. Most had more than him, seeing as he'd only brough a suitcase holding his laptop and clothes. He grolwed as Zegam followed after him, but kept his mouth shut, biting on his tongue in determination.

Zegam

He frowned as Murmur shot past him, following the others. He'd already had his luggage dropped off at the foyer of the school, so he didn't have to worry about it now. He trailed behind the musical student and decided to pick up the pace, walking beside him. "So, what's in the suitcase?" He asked, and walked backward infront of the boy, grinning wickedly. "Not much, I presume." He said, arching an eyebrow at the lonely suitcase. He frowned as the student's face stayed emotionless, and slowed his pace, walking behind him again.

(Been away all day, sorry for not posting)

Murmur

Murmur followed the others idly, and went along with what they were doing. When he was done, he'd head back outside, and started to walk around the edge of the island, near the water. He'd always loved it, but never thought about swimming. He tapped his fingers on his overcoat, making a slight beat. Murmur sighed, taking a moment to smell the scents of the sea, letting out a sigh. He walked over to a large rock and took a seat.

"The sea is a hungry dog,
Giant and grey.
He rolls on the beach all day.
With his clashing teeth and shaggy jaws
Hour upon hour he gnaws
The rumbling, tumbling stones,
And 'Bones, bones, bones, bones! '
The giant sea-dog moans,
Licking his greasy paws."


His hypnotizing voice was delicately carried across the water. It was an unholy sound, an unkown pitch that was too high and metallic to be understood if you were sitting beside him. He longed to sing longer, louder. But knew it would result badly.


Zegam

Walking outside after putting his things away in his new room, Zegam stood with his hands in his pockets. Looking at the sea his face puffed in a pout. He liked water, but this water he hated. It was too large to make wine, and too.... He couldn't place the word. Shaking his head, he took a hand out of his pocket and shoved it over an ear as the familiar, unnnatural voice swam across the surface of the water, and straight at him. "That littleshit. He shouldn't have done that..." He growled, and stormed toward the water. It was hard to tell which was the voice came from, and he frowned; scolding would have to come later.

(God, I'm so confused, so much is happening at once. I just assumed that everybody already went inside O.O Well then.....)

Murmur

Eyes wide and alert as a gun went off, Murmur stood. "What th-" He was interrupted by the moan of the massive iron gates. He trotted over, disturbed by how windy and cold the water made everything else. He saw a crowd of students, teachers and more getting ready to go inside. He stayed at the back of the group, hoping Zegam wasn't going to bother him. His eyes caught onto a pair of students beside him, and watched them curiously.

"We should just follow the crowd, and don't worry i've got your back." A brown-haired boy said, probaby to the other one. He slowly shifted toward them, but didn't say anything. Hopefully the boy knew what he was talking about.

Zegam

Zegam took his hands out of his pockets at the sound of the gun, then following screech of the gates opening. Frowning when he didn't see Murmur, Zegam go caught in the middle of the people and began to walk inside.

Soon enough he'd gotten past the gates and shuffled out of the slightly crowded zone of others, and away to the front. He stayed beside a wall, and placed his hands in his pockets once again.

Relieved that he wasn't alone, he greeted the other named Wyatt and noticed someone else. He was going to introduce himself to the other too, but it seemed the best thing to do for now was just to start moving through this vicious crowd of impatient teenagers. Vocare continued walking with the person and the other person who kept a close distance, but he didn't mind the other who was behind him at all. If anything, Vocare doesn't like to be alone but to be with a small group of people.

"Well, whatever he meant, Ty-ty, I know you won't do it!" She grinned back at the god-child. "Cause Ty-ty's nice, ya know?" She smiled and bumped into someone. "Sorry, sorry!" She said before looking up at them. The boy looked familiar but she couldn't put her finger on. "I didn't mean to run into ya!" she smiled at them. "I'm Selvaggia, if you care."

Wyatt moved through the crowd quite well. He was already looking forward to being by himself for a little while. They still had the opening thing to go to but that hopefully wouldn't take that long so he could drop his things off at his dorm. "You okay back there?" he asked both of the boys. The one thing that bothered him about this place was that since everyone was so close he could smell a whole lot and it was giving him a headache. He gripped the side of his head. 'Ugh this is ridiculous.' he thought as the crowd pushed everything forward.

Murmur

He'd tried not to be noticed, he'd tried to blend in, but of course, was eventually forced into interaction. He looked at one of the two he was following as he said something that Murmur didn't really understand of care about because of being interrupted by a young girl. He looked at her as she apologized for running into them, and heard her say; "I'm Selvaggia, if you care.". He smiled politely and shoved out a hand in greeting. "Murmur." He said, but instantly dropped the hand knowing that he'd look like a fag with his hand out like that. His fingers found the heirloom placed on his finger, and twisted it nervously. "Selvaggia, what a charming name." He said, not sure why he was being so formal. She's just another freak like you.He thought, and cracked his knuckles.

Zegam

The demon stood back with a smirk on his face. He loved watching his futre students. Learning most things about them just by their posture and tone of voice. His eyes passed over Murmur, who was currently speaking with another girl, probably his age.Z

Selv said with a smile and then bumped with a boy for not seeing where she was going, though this was a good opportunity to meet someone else, Tye always forget his manners when it come to interesting things so he said without wasting time "In what kind of being you become?" he let out the trunk and his heirloom touched the ground and release a few ice crystals, so far he had seen a fish woman, Selv and her father who turned into horse and a large dog respectively and a priestess carrying the cherry flavored holy water, Tye wanted to find out what kind of beings existed, the truth that those thing never interested him until now of course, hopefully in this school he could find someone willing to fight to death, although the most likely is that fight to death is against school rules.

"Murmur. Selvaggia, what a charming name."

"It just means wild in my native language of Italian. Nothing special." she shrugged. "I'm a kelpie and you smell...." She sniffed the air near him. "Demon..? No, High Demon?" she asked, tilting her head, before shrugging. "No matter. You are a myth, one that I can't eat... Pity..." she whispered the last part before stretching her arms above her head. The water horse noticed the shiny thing on his finger and leaned closer to get a better look. "Heirloom? Looks cool." she grinned at him before tapping the hilt of Tempest's Thorn. "Oh and this is Ty-ty! He's not edible either..." She tapped on the god-child's chest with her knuckle.

Murmur

Murmur looked at Selvaggia as she explained her name. He nodded understandingly. She spoke of his species, and complimented his heirloom.

"Thanks-"

"Oh and this is Ty-ty! He's not edible either..."

"Nice to meet you, Ty-ty." He almost laughed. Something seemed unnatural about Selvaggia's previous words. Eyes widening in surprize and disgust, he shook his head. "Wait, you eat people?" He said, a little bit freaked out at the fact that she'd just smelled him and then stated that he was not edible. A playful smirk covering his shock, he laughed. "What, am I not good enough to eat?" He pouted. "I'm sure I have better looks and better smell than most others, I could be more edible than this Ty-ty." He said, gesturing to the white-haired boy.

"Oh and this is Ty-ty! He's not edible either..." She tapped on the god-child's chest with her knuckle.
Selv presented him again with the nickname she had given him on the shore of the island, thing that the guy in front of him found funny, and then he say something which upset the god-child,
"I'm sure I have better looks and better smell than most others, I could be more edible than this Ty-ty."
"Personally, I consider myself hard to digest," he replied as he stepped to get closer "By the way the name is Tye, just before we were talking about getting some meat for my friend, so tell me Mr high demon, do you think yours will be appropriate?" Tye spoke with a clearly hostile attitude, he was expecting a fight with the demon, when he recalled something "What does your father think about eating other students?" he asked to the kelpie girl, Tye didn't want troubles with the large dog much less give troubles to Selv.

"What, am I not good enough to eat? I'm sure I have better looks and better smell than most others, I could be more edible than this Ty-ty."

"Personally, I consider myself hard to digest," he replied as he stepped to get closer "By the way the name is Tye, just before we were talking about getting some meat for my friend, so tell me Mr high demon, do you think yours will be appropriate?"

"Now, now, you two... No fighting. Cause then I'll go into a Frenzy and no one will like that..."

"What does your father think about eating other students?"

"Padre says I can't eat another person unless I am overwhelmed with the Lust or they annoy me." she said "And you're both inedible because you're both so... Well, Murry's kinda sour and Ty-ty's kinda bitter... I only like spicy and sweet things!" she grinned before she felt the familiar smack on the head. "Speak of the Skinwalker and he will appear. Hi Padre." Daemos stood, in all his tall lanky glory, behind Selvaggia, his hat on one hand.

"I see you've made friends... Do remember to keep a lid on the Lust, Selv. It would do us no good to be kicked out here." Daemos explained, replacing his hat and walking into the school.

"That was my Padre!"

Murmur

Murmur raised his eyebrows in a smug little look as the God-child made his statements. He listened to the Selvaggia, tilting his head as she called him Murry? He was about to protest when a tall man approached the Kelpie.

"I see you've made friends... Do remember to keep a lid on the Lust, Selv. It would do us no good to be kicked out here."

The man spoke, and it sent cold, spiky shivers down Murmur's spine.

"That was my Padre!"Selvaggia chirped, as Murmur watched the man walk away. "Some Padre at that." He muttered, shaking his head and returning his focus to Selvaggia. "Murmur." He paused, and shrugged. "Call me Murmur." He stated, disliking the nickname she'd given him. It made him sound like a normal, non-demonic boy.

Zegam

Raising an eyebrow at what was happening in the direction of Murmur, Zegam kept his eyes on the man who'd approached the group. "Now now, I can't have Murmur being disrupted while attempting to make friends, now can I...?" He pondered it for a second before pushing himself off the wall he was leaned against and was going to go and annoy Murmur when the man left the group, and nearly walked into him. Zegam swiftly made it so they didn't make contact, and he eyed the man, stuck by his handsomeness. "My my..." He muttered, and casually brushed himself off.

"M-murmur..." she forced out, like it was hard for her to move her mouth over the word. And it was, really. She had a hard time with most names, normal or not, so she gave everyone a nickname. She was half feral after all. She tried again, this time in Italian. "Sussurrare... To whisper, rustle or m-murmur." She nodded. "Sussurrare..."

Daemos looked at the Demon he almost trampled with an appraising eye. He was handsome, a Skinwalker would kill for his skin. Literally. He tipped his hat at the man. "So sorry about that." he said, reaching over and picking a piece of lint of the man's shirt. He flicked the little bit fuzz off to the side. "I must watch where I walk, as to not run over such enthralling demons again..." He tipped his hat again, his voice a drawling growl, deep and low. He walked past the demon, his head held high. "Let's see if you will play my game of attraction..."

"I see you've made friends... Do remember to keep a lid on the Lust, Selv. It would do us no good to be kicked out here." Daemos explained, replacing his hat and walking into the school.

"That was my Padre!"

Tye made a little bow when the Skinwalker appear in the scene, apparently he and Selv had their own reasons for wanting stay in this school to the point of going against their instincts and don't eat anyone, also seemed it was hard for the girl pronounce names, that explained his strange nickname although this wasn't something that bothered him much.
He decided to leave the matter with the demon and take his stuff again, he placed his spear type heirloom on his back, then with a the left hand he took the wooden trunk ready to go towards academy, "Let's meet again Murry" he said to the demon while smiling, Tye had a short fuse when someone irritated him and for that he choose leave that place "Can you tell me where we should go?" he asked to Selv.

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Obitum wandered inside the building without having the slightest idea where he was, it was suposed to be a group of new teachers somewhere and he was one of them, while walking through the empty corridors he regretted having separate from the rest, well he really not repented, thanks to that he found a splendid graveyard, though that don't solved his current situation, continue to wander would lead him to nowhere so he opted for speak "I'm a bit lost, can anyone help me?" he didn't really know if someone was near but he wouldn't lose anything trying.

Selvaggia nodded. "Si! Padre told me where to go before he left to come here!" She grabbed both of their hands in hers, the smooth scales against their skin. She ran through the campus before she came to the desired building. "Tada!" she grinned before running off to find a suitable seat. In all her excitement her ears became horse-like and flicked around, trying to pick up every sound. She managed to find a seat close to the door, where all three of them could sit comfortably.

Murmur

Murmur's eyes widened as she took his hand. "Wh-" He wasn't used to physical contact, and was shocked by how quick she was to drag him with her. She brought them somewhere, Gods knew where. He looked around a bit before hearing her chirp. "Tada!" She was grinning. He sauntered after her as she found a nice little spot for them to sit. "Um, I.." He paushed and shrugged. Just sit.He thought, and sighed.

Zegam

Zegam watched Daemos with a little amusement in his eyes. "So sorry about that. I must watch where I walk, as to not run over such enthralling demons again..." Zegam shook his head. "It was truely me at fault there... I should have noticed such a man like you." He protested, before watching the skinwalker stride away. He trotted along to catch up with him, the small heels of his boots clacking agaisnt the ground as he did so. "I must ask," He paused, curiousity bright in his eyes. "Are you a teacher here?" He asked, hope rising in his chest.

Zegam

"Excuse me! Mister!"

Zegam looked over his shoulder at a girl. She was soaking, yet stunning. He smiled at her and stopped walking to answer her. "Yes?" He said, arching an eyebrow. "Ah, you must be wondering about everything that is going on..." He clasped his hands together and let them fall. "Well, I presume that some students have found their way inside, and some others must be just as confused as you an I." Zegam said, chuckling. "Come along, I'm sure the skinwalker knows where we are going." He said, and gestured for her to follow them.

(Ignore Selvaggia, I accidentally put her in there..)

Daemos looked down at the shorter Demon and nodded. "I am... I will be teachin-" He went to explain but a girl ran up to them. Daemos continued walking, the smell of salt clinging to her. His poor nose was twitching and he resisted the urge to snap at her to make the smell disappear. He heard the girl step into line behind her. "Daemos." Was his only answer as they entered the building. He quickly sniffed out his daughter and slid in front of her. "Selvie, I take it you got here no problem?"

"Of course, padre! You did give detailed directions and I could smell it from there!" she beamed making him break out in a rare smile and ruffle her hair.

"Atta' girl..."