Zegam Ekaitz'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.

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

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..."

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..)

"Okay Thanks alot!" Seirra said finally catching her breath. She followed along " I am always so incredibly late. I barely made it. Although I had to swim from the Caribbean. So I guess I made it in good time. I'm Serria by the way. Serria Hydrius" She said all in one breath. She extending her hand to him with a smile.

Zegam

"Serria Hydrius from the Carribean. Pleased to meet your aqquaintance. I am Mr.Ekaitz, the Phs. ed. Teacher." Zegam said, taking her hand and giving it a firm shake. "I'm sure you'll have no problem. There's bound to be more than one student late." He answered her with a sigh, breathing in the salty, fresh scent of the sea that hovered around the girl. "Carribean, huh? Quite a long way to swim."

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..."

Zegam

"Daemos." The skinwalker said, which made Zegam's attention turn back to him. then the girl spoke, making his head turn back to her.

"Yea, The Carribean. It's cool cause I can swim really fast! I think I still may have some water in my ears." The girl said, tilting her head to the side. He laughed a bit and observed her some more. "Okay all good! So where we headed?" She asked, and Zegam just shook his head. "Well, you should stay here with these students. We'll be heading to the teachers lounge or our classes... I think..." He trailed off and offered a fake smile to Murmur and his acquaintances.

Daemos nodded. "Yes, we should head to the lounge. Selvie, dear, do keep your teeth to yourself... Though I doubt you'll find any good meat..." He eyed Zegam with a hungry eye before looking back at his confused daughter. "I will see you later. Your clothes and other weapons are in your dorm." He told him, nodding at the other students, barely concealing the grimace at the salty smell from the other girl.

"Of course, padre! And I'll try to keep away..." she grinned at her new friends before addressing the other Demon. "Padre, who's this?"

Zegam

Zegam stood back, letting the father and daughter speak. His eyes darted to Murmur as she asked who he was. "I am the Phs. Ed. Teacher, Zegam Ekaitz. I'm disappointed that Murmur here," He paused to smack a hand down atop the High-demon's head and shaking it around for a second before continueing. "Hasn't brought you to me so I may introduce myself." He said, glaring at the younger demon.

Murmur

The high-demon was annoyed as Zegam brought his hand down on Murmur's head, and quickly pushed his hand away. "You're the disappointment..." He muttered, fixing his hair before looking at Selvaggia to Daemos. "I take it you guys are related then?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Selvaggia went to introduce herself when the salty girl talked. "Padre can't stand the smell of salt. And neither can I... After all, salt dries out water and I'm 92% water. And being dry makes me grouchy..." she explained. "Anyways, I am Selvaggia, the Terror of the Italian Coasts." She grinned widely, her sharp white teeth gleaning.

Daemos shrugged. "I've soul adopted her. So she is 1/16th Skinwalker in soul, which is really only the important part." He tapped Selvaggia's black hair roots with a nail. "These are from me, though..." He openly covered his nose around the girl. The salt in the air was already burning his nostrils. If she touched him...

To his surprise Selv once again dragged him but this time the demon also came, in addition to guide them without a shadow of doubt the kelpie girl quickly found seats near the door. After a few moments Daemos the Skinwalker and father of the girl appeared followed by two people a man and a girl who could well be the same age, then the Skinwalker said
"I will see you later. Your clothes and other weapons are in your dorm."
Tye made ​​a slight pout on hearing this, he had to go everywhere carrying his trunk, which even now he had by the side, maybe if he should had to listen them when they told him that a suitcase would be better before coming, "Daemos father of Selv, When would I know where is my room?" he asked to the teacher, but wanting to leave his belongings somewhere wasn't the only thing that he had in mind, Tye wanted to know what kind of beings came with Daemos, but the interaction between man and Murry revealed his demonic origin, so he was limited to asking the girl dreadlocks while smiling "What are you?"


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"You have my deepest gratitude" Obitum said as he once again make an extravagant bow, "Although we should hurry, it wouldn't be a good example if two teachers are late the first day," he offered his right arm to the lady, though he was a corpse remained quite "fresh" to put it in s, though he wasn't aware how it worked the resuscitation process that was used with him.

Selvaggia clapped after the speech. The man was cool in her eyes. She was glad that he allowed her and her father to stay here and hide from that man. Daemos thought something along the same lines. He ruffled his daughter's hair as the dorms were read. He knew that the rooms where co-ed and he hoped that the High Demon she was rooming with didn't do anything to her.

Selvaggia looked at Murmur as everyone started moving again and smiled. "Looks like we're rooming!" she smiled and tugged on his hand. "Come on, come on! Let's go! See ya, Ty-ty!" she called. She started running, dragging the High Demon behind her. Daemos shook his head at her and turned to Zegam.

"Shall we go ourselves? I'll show you to our accommodations..."