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Olov Folgren

"Never apologize if you have good reason."

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a character in “The Survival Kit Academy || Mastered”, as played by Chikka

Description

Olov Folgren




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"I am the best."





Theme Song(s)
It Has To Be This Way | River Flows In You (REMIX) | Elastic Heart

"Music sings what we cannot speak, ironically."

Name
Olov Folgren

"Ja, that would be my name."

Nickname
"Gren"

"This was given out of... affection?"

Age
16

"Age is but a number I am told."

Gender
Male

"Are you a complete idiot?"

Demon | Mage
Mage

"Do I resemble those monsters?"

Sexuality
Asexual

"I care little for contact."

Nationality
Swedish

"Min mor mark , Sverige , hur jag saknar det."

Group | Teammates
Group 3 // Cleo & Bugby

"No comment."

FaceClaim
Ledo // Suisei-No-Gargantia





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"Demons... powerful but worthless all the same."





Height | Weight
5' 6' // 120 lbs

"For what does it matter?"

Hair Colour
Grey

"Out of the ordinary, maybe."

Eye Colour
Violet

"In-heritage is a funny thing."

Physical Description
Olov stands roughly at 5’ 6” and may at times come across as a little short in comparison to others, primarily males more than anyone else. Despite this though, he maintains a rather athletic build and is quite an able-bodied individual. His hair is grey and hangs in a slightly messy fashion, often appearing somewhat unkempt as it frames the sides of his face. In contrast, his eyes are a vibrant violet shade and tend to stand out compared to the rest of him, in an odd way complementing his ‘boring’ look. Mostly, Olov can be seen wearing simple clothing that offers better range of movement. He’s not the type to care for fashion or what he wears unsurprisingly.

"Looks mean little, until they are the last thing a person sees before death. Only then do they truly matter."




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"The unbearable, in time, will become bearable."





Personality
Perfectionist | Clever | Merciless | Disciplined | Valiant

"What you see before you is a truly perfected mage, undeniably so."

Likes
Wandering | Collecting | Danger | Cats | Competition

"Only when our heart truly races do we feel alive, ja?"

Dislikes
Demons | Mess | Incompetence | Rainy Weather | Distractions

"Demons are no more than mere scum of this once pleasant world."

Habits
Complaining | Sulking | Judging

"If things are not done to standard then you will know about it."

Flaws
Confidence | Honesty | Cruelty

"I am not compelled to show restraint you understand."

Abilties | Powers
Levitation | Through the conducting of his hands Olov is able to levitate other beings into the air for variable amounts of time, primarily based on their size and weight. Alternatively, he can propel others through the air offensively. If he uses both hands his levitation is stronger and can affect multiple opponents, compared to the use of one hand. This ability can only be performed through the use of his hands and requires a lot of physical energy to use, and overuse of this power may be risky.
"Some people always wished to have flow before. Well, allow me to fulfill that."
Prediction | Olov has the ability to see things before they happen. Whether it is an attack or an event, the boy gets visions and acts accordingly. However these visions are not always a hundred percent correct and on occasion may be entirely fictional, but the more he improves with this power the more accurate his predictions will become. On the other hand, if he holds an object and focuses his thoughts on that item, there is a high chance he will be able to recall memories associated with that particular object; such as who owned it, what it was used for, etc. The ability to predict requires little effort as it happens naturally, whereas the memory recollection does.
"Whether it is genuinely real or not I always stand by my visions, stubbornly."
Replication | By focusing all of his energy, Olov is able to create ‘copies’ of himself in different locations at any one time. The copies are beings similar to ghosts and are identical in appearance to Olov, however they cannot touch things and therefore cause no damage at all. But, they can take-in information and observe others and relay all their findings back to Olov. This ability is only effective for a few minutes despite his proficiency with it. And so far he is only able to create five copies of himself.
"At times it can be hard to tell the real one apart from the phony."




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"Never apologize if you have good reason."





Romantic Interest
TBA

"I do not have the inner space for such."

Character Opinions
||Cleo Gardenia||

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||Bugby Marshall||
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||Midora Kurayami||
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History
Olov was born in a small unnamed town located somewhere within Sweden, though his parents weren’t originally from the country but just happened to have settled there before his birth. However only a small part of his childhood was actually spent in the area, raised by his mother and father who were reasonably powered mages in their own right, until the family had to evacuate the town due to an up-rise in tension between mages and demons at the time. It was during the period that they and many other inhabitants fled the town that a civil war broke out between the two races and caused chaos, though thankfully his family made it out peacefully and retreated to some other neighbouring town close-by.

Despite starting out small the conflict escalated over the years, causing more families to flee the fighting and escape to other countries for safety, including Olov and his parents. Although he doesn’t remember the events completely the boy does recall pieces of the war, mostly unpleasant memories, which spurred on his initial spite towards demons. By the time the three had resettled his mother was forced to join a guild of some kind in order to make money, whilst his father went about other methods of work. Mostly on his own, Olov made attempts to fit in with other children though ultimately viewed them as ‘boring’, even becoming something of a bully to younger demons, and trying to challenge them in whatever way he could. Though he received quite the beating most times, apparently.

His life was averagely normal per say, war was but a memory and the family never had to move again. But things didn’t change until one day when his mother never returned from a mission, from what he was told she was tasked with dealing with a demon terrorizing some locals, but that was the last anyone heard of the woman. His father was worried sick, literally. His health deteriorated over time and was soon placed in a health facility to be looked after, with Olov placed in the care of the Survival Kit Academy in the meantime due to some connections the family had with some of the staff. Begrudgingly he went along with it for the sake of his father, and has been there for two weeks roughly. Now and again he is allowed to visit his father though only if he behaves himself.

"If you wish for further information then your request is denied."

Other
~Earpiece~
Olov wears an odd earpiece that he was given when he was younger after an accident he had, and apparently it helps him, for whatever reason. He doesn’t talk about it and hates anyone touching it. Rarely he will remove the piece and it is the easiest way to recognize him! But remember, just don't touch it.

"I had an accident as a child, that's all. They gave me this as result."

So begins...

Olov Folgren's Story

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As Midora was still walking towards his best friend's room, he suddenly heard his phone was ringing. Taking the device out, he swiped the screen as a message from his hot-headed was sent. Stopping for a moment, he opened the message and read. Midora knows that this could mean either he would be given an errand to do or he will be informed of something. However, Midora had lived long enough to know the Demons all so well. Whatever Memphis up to could only mean one thing: trouble. Somehow he felt that his Sensei must had had a hard time keeping his beloved son in tamed, no doubts. But there's nothing that his Sensei couldn't do and for that, Midora always looked up to him.

Narrowing his eyes as he read the message, Midora could only wondering what schemes are the red-head Headmaster having up to his sleeves right now. Has he forgotten what purposes Raiden came here for? If anything serious happened, Midora has no doubts that his Sensei will personally come here himself. After all, he was a Legendary Mage and a father. And fathers will know how to take good care of their kids even if they're far away. If anything happened to the Demon, Midora wasn't sure if even he can do anything to help him.

Sighing, he put his phone away and continued walking on the hall. Classes had begun and all students are now in their own. Another seemingly busy day, it seemed. Midora just hoping that he won't have to waste his energy on any stupid problems that could occur. Dark Mages are dwellers of darkness and it is their fate to remain in the dark. Only if the problems are serious that their powers and experiences are needed. Then it hit Midora that he's going to have a new mage today, since Ichiro was moved.

As he reached Mikari's room, he knocked on the door and then opened it. Only to see both his best friend and the Lunar Deity together. Midora sighed, "There's no time for dating now, baka. Would you mind checking the time and place for me just once?" He said to his fellow Mage without paying much attention with the god in front of him.

"What do you mean, 'dating'?" Mikari was a bit surprised at first and the laughed it off, "Just for you know, I'm not that interested in the hentai-kami. I'm just taking a few minutes break, that's all."

"Whatever. Just leave it until after work." Midora let out another sigh, "Let's go for now. Memphis's going to up to something and I don't want to spend my day negotiating with the whole town if something goes wrong by his mischief. We're the only one left and I have a Mage to pick up."

"Yeah, yeah. Coming right up. Quit the bossing part already." Mikari said playfully as he stood up and walked to his friend. Before they left, he turned his back to the purple-haired man, "I guess we can talk at a more suitable time. See you again sometimes." He said as he closed the door and headed towards the entrance with Midora.

"So... what exactly is he up to right now?" Mikari asked as they were walking.

"No ideas. But he said that if he'd told me about it before, I wouldn't have accepted it so it could only means that we're going to have yet a long day." Midora replied with no emotion in his tone.

"Sounds like a typical hot-headed Demon, huh? Oh well, I hope he's still remembering that Raiden-kun was watching him. Maybe Sensei would even pay a visit if something really happened." Mikari giggled, "And your new student?"

"I saved him once when I was sent along with the other six to a region in Sweden to solve the conflicts between Demons and Mages there a long while ago. He was only a kid back then but he already has that confident gleam in his eyes." Midora replied, "Perhaps he'd be more disciplined than Ichiro. Never have thought him to have the talent though."

"Hehe. Awesome teachers needed to have awesome students too, don't you think." Mikari winked.

As they talked and walked, a short boy with silver hair standing near the entrance soon entered their sight. As they approached him, Midora spoke up, "Olov Folgren." When he has gained his attention, he stood right in front of him, "I suppose you were waiting for me?" He bent down a little bit as their faces met, though his expression still remains stoic. He reached his hand and held Olov's chin by his fingers, "I hope you haven't forgotten the person who saved you from those rogue Demons back then. It's been a while since the last time we met. Though, I must admit that it was quite remarkable for you to grew up this much. Let's hope that you will show me your best."

With that said, he straighten himself up, "As you might have been informed, I'll be your supervise teacher from now on. If you're having any questions, you may ask now before we leave for your first assignment."

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Olov stood waiting by the entrance as instructed by a member of staff, apparently he was to stand there and await the arrival of his supervising teacher, Mr. Kurayami. The name though was already familiar to him and it hadn’t taken the boy long to recall the face that belonged to the name, a dark mage who he had met once before, during his childhood. However there was little time to reminisce over that point of his life as before he knew it the very mage who lingered in his thoughts was approaching, along with another mage presumably, which caused Olov to take a few steps toward the pair until eventually they met one another.

The black-haired man said his name to which the boy gave a nod, and then stopped, as the older mage grew closer to the younger male. Towards his question the student merely gave a quiet, ”Ja.” As the teacher bent down a little towards Olov, the boy partly took a step back in mild surprise over their closeness all of a sudden, but his expression failed to alter in accordance. Retaining a blank stare he stood still, allowing the man to hold his chin slightly, as his eyes glanced up to the older mage.

Saying nothing at first, Olov simply listened to what the teacher had said before watching him return to his upright position. Once he had, the boy dropped his head to the side a little, appearing somewhat bored, as the student finally decided to speak. ”I have not forgotten, though perhaps you may understand that it is not a point in my life that I look back upon fondly. However, like you also said I have grown up a lot since then, and I can assure you that I will not ever need you to save me again. I can handle demons on my own.”

Despite his rather disinterested expression and toneless voice, Olov otherwise seemed confident in himself and his abilities. For sure, he would not need some mage rescuing him. He was not the same little boy from all those years before, he was much older and stronger. ”So you are my supervising teacher? Perhaps I will get a chance to show you how much I have improved since the last time we met. I am neither a child nor some weakling, I am a great mage and one day I may even outdo you, Mr. Kurayami. You best watch out.” As the ends of his lips curled upwards ever so slightly, producing a small grin, Olov straightened his head and turned to look away briefly.

As if staring off into space for a few minutes the boy fell silent suddenly, merely staring off into the distance momentarily before redirecting his eyes back onto the two older men. ”First assignment? Is it in the town? I had a vision of a town being attacked by monsters. That demon was there, He spoke though clearly gave a hint of displeasure. ”The Headmaster, he is a demon correct? Or so I hear – such a disgusting thought. Did they run out of mages fit to run this academy, Mr. Kurayami? I heard you also failed at it.”

Sighing quietly the boy looked to the black-haired mage, before giving the blue-haired man a look as well however Olov didn’t really know who the other man was. Turning, he began to head through the entrance that left the academy grounds. As he walked the boy glanced over his shoulder towards the two teachers. ”I have no further questions, Sir. I welcome any challenge and so I see little benefit in delaying matters. So, won’t you keep up and lead us already?”

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Midora listened to the young Mage with the ever-bored expression as if he isn't showing much interests. That's just how he is. Never showing the others what he really thought on the inside. Despite all of that, it's not that he doesn't care about the others. The pains from the past had really forced him to conceal whatever his feelings are. Midora doesn't care if people misunderstood him or his intents, he just wanted that they'd give him some solitude by not making him run after and babysit them every minute of a day.

Midora stood up as he shot Olov yet another glance, "You have confidence and that's not a bad thing, but just remember that high mountains always have higher ones. Of course, I'm looking forward to see how much you've improved." He said as he stepped back. Mikari also have heard their conversation and just shook his head with a giggle. This kid was interesting indeed. Momoko wasn't a bad Mage but Mikari did secretly prefer that he'd be able to train those Mages who showed confidence like Olov more. It was better to have some fun with them, not just going after and told them this and that.

Upon listening to the boy's next statement, Midora raises his eyebrows, "First assignment for you, of course. The others have already went through a lot yesterday already. And yes, a Window was detected to be opened yesterday but we've already taken care of it." Midora stayed silent a bit before continued, "The Headmaster indeed was a Demon. I wouldn't say that I approve of this either, but it's decided by the superiors and I can't do otherwise. It was supposed to be a Mage - a powerful one at first. I know you don't get on well with Demons and I don't expect that you would change your point of view, but please refrain from any unnecessary actions if you don't want to have your powers sealed. And, for your correction, I didn't fail, I stepped down on my own accord and you don't need to know the reasons why."

Then, Midora and Mikari walked towards the entrance, looking back at the silver-haired boy, "Let's go then. Remember that I will be keeping an eye on you so don't mess up." With that said, the two Dark Mages, along with the new Mage, made their ways towards the destination where their next exercise will take place.

As they were walking, Mikari clung to his best friend, grinning, "Hell, I like this kid. You sure have met a lot of interesting gals, didn't you? You should've told me all about them someday."

"It's not that interesting, you know."

"Hehe. I know, right? But still, you're still a badass Mage and I'm more than happy to be your sidekick."

"Yeah, whatever. As long as you stopped being so dependent on me."

Mikari sweat dropped, "Please stop saying that..."

After a while walking, they finally saw a group in a distance. Approaching them, Midora walked to Memphis, "We've arrived and I've brought the new Mage of my group. Please inform them about the exercise."

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Olov listened to the black-haired mage, slightly intrigued at how the man had said that he similarly did not approve of the chosen new Headmaster. Likewise, the brief mentioning of this supposedly power mage who was supposed to be picked, though clearly wasn’t since the demon was there in place of them. ”I see.” He quietly spoke, though fiend deafness toward what he said next. As to Olov, regardless of the fact that the man stepped down out of his own choice, that was as good as failing to the boy, as much as anything else was.

Midora and Mikari had since taken the lead and before he knew it both men were staring at the boy, causing Olov to give a slightly unamused glance back at them. ”I am coming.” He said, upping his pace just a little as the younger mage approached to two, and walked along with them as the small group left the grounds completely and began to head for the town. Soon enough though they had arrived and were soon met with the Headmaster himself, Memphis. Though Olov looked displeased to see the infamous redhead, the boy did however refrain from saying anything, as if he hadn’t then whatever would have left his mouth would not have been pleasant.




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Memphis opened his eyes to the sudden appearance of Midora in front of him, Mikari and some odd boy lingering close by in the background. Giving a very small grin up at the black-haired mage, the demon pushed himself up and onto his feet until he was soon standing face-to-face with his assistant. "Took your time, thought you were going to stand me up." He said albeit somewhat teasingly, before shrugging it off. "Better late than never I guess, though I won’t always be so lenient on you, Kurayami."

"Come, come." Giving a slight nudge to the mage, Memphis gradually continued to give Midora a few more light playful pushes forward, as he somewhat lead the pair back over to Mikari and the mage-boy. "Let’s walk and talk, huh? I’ll get everyone to meet up at the town’s entrance. I’ll explain things to the students there." Placing a hand to the backs of both Mikari and Midora, the redheaded demon returned to his pushing and forced the pair of mages to take a step forward, before releasing his hold and motioning for the two to follow. Memphis had also given Olov a look, to which the mage begrudgingly followed along after the adults.

"So yeah, as I told Kurayami earlier. I have a little ‘something’ planned today but if I told anyone then they’d reject it, well, the higher-ups did already but I worked around it," He began, keeping a steady pace in-between the two mages as the demon lingered in the middle. Speaking only loud enough for them to hear, though not so much that Olov could overhear anything. "But you can’t tell my master, or that other mage, what’s-his-name. Raiden?” He hadn’t forgotten the blonde man from earlier, and the reasons behind his arrival. However, despite knowing the connections each of these mages held with his master, as Memphis was gradually learning, it didn’t necessarily discourage the demon from doing as he wanted. Perhaps Memphis did have a small bad streak in him, after all.

As the small group walked toward the town’s entrance, Memphis maintained his place in-between both Midora and Mikari, as he then raised his hands up and pulled on each of their arms to drag them in a little closer. "I know you both don’t like me, but all I ask is that you trust me enough to know what I’m doing. After all, in a way, we were all raised by the same old man. And even you two should know how strict he is about things, heh." He said though kept his gaze to the ground, as if in some form of thought. "Which is why... it would make sense for us to be on better terms, and I would like for you both to accept my invitation to be formally your friend. Whatever that entails. It’s just, you and the others, who were students of my master, know more things about him than I do. And I want to know those things too – it’s not because I actually like either of you, so you know." Moving his gaze upward, Memphis looked between the two men only briefly before staring ahead. His tone was lacking it’s usual hostility, though his face may have suggested otherwise as the demon was glaring ever so slightly, though at nothing in particular. "My master never wanted me to view him as the mage that he was, but rather as the father that he wanted to be. So whatever he did with you all, and whatever else, was never brought up."

Not long after the group had arrived at the entrance, which wasn’t really that far though the short walk may have felt long due to Memphis talking. "Anyway, we’re here," He said and turned to face the two men straight on, "The exercise is simple, though risky I’ll admit. Once all the students are here I plan on releasing a group of monsters onto the town, but here’s the twist – the students are going to be given a choice of whether or not they want to stop the attack. Doesn’t that sound great? I like to call it ‘radical teaching’."

He paused for a moment to allow his words sink in. "Think about it; a good demon would stop it, but a bad one would not. Similarly, a strong mage would try to protect the town whereas a weak one would try to run away. Doesn’t it make sense? I think it does." Oddly smiling at that moment, Memphis casually glanced to the mage boy who was with them. "You, new kid. Take this and go and find the other students, and bring them here, ok?" Handing a piece of paper over to Olov, the boy glanced at it to see a list of names and photos. It was the register, presumably to aid the boy in his search. Merely uttering a few choices words under his breath in quiet protest, the mage shot a look at Midora before begrudgingly taking his leave to search for the students of his class.

However, before ultimately leaving the adults, Olov quietly told Midora, ”Good luck, Sir.”

Meanwhile, Memphis watched the boy take his leave before eying up Midora and Mikari. "So, what do you think? There's more to it than that, way more, but it's the general idea. I like to believe that every action has a consequence, and this exercise will prove just that. After all, don't you think it would be pretty interesting to find out they're reactions and choices? That's the point of it."

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Character Portrait: Mikari Akigawa Character Portrait: Kou Usagi Character Portrait: Dúyè Character Portrait: Liliane Auringer Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Muse Character Portrait: Ruzik R. Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Memphis Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne Character Portrait: Momoko Sawada Character Portrait: Olov Folgren Character Portrait: Laurence Snow
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Olov had long since left the mages and demon to sort out whatever things they needed to speak about, and in the meantime focusing his attention on the register that he held in his hands. On the piece of paper were names and pictures to identify individuals, as well as small notes scribbled down the side. Upon closer inspection the boy managed to just about make out the demons handwriting, reading over what was jotted down, before picking his pace a little as he kept an eye out for the students.

The first to attract his attention was that of a teal-haired girl who stood outside a shop. Glancing at the paper Olov looked over the pictures and recognized the female to be Etelka, a demon from what he read, which only caused a slight frown to form on his features. Wasting little time the boy approached the girl known as Etelka, standing in front of her as he addressed her with a rather toneless voice. ”You, girl. Miss Lantos, ja? You are supposed to be accompanying three other females? Going by these notes, that is what it states. Anyway, the Headmaster has requested all students gather at the town entrance. The exercise will begin – that is all, demon. Please inform the other females.” With the message delivered Olov took his leave abruptly, saying nothing more to the girl as he left the demon and headed for a new area of the town.

Within another area of the town shortly after his first encounter, Olov had no sooner found a few more of his targets, which were also girls. Giving another glance to his notes, he deduced that the pair was Liliane and Muse. A woman was close by that seemed to resemble the other teacher, Sarah Rayne, though the older female seemed about ready to take her leave. Additionally, a green-haired boy was a little further down though appeared to be the boy known as Bugby, who was also listened on the register. Approaching the two girls first, Olov spoke up, ”Muse and Liliane, ja? The Headmaster is requesting all students return to the town’s entrance. The exercise will begin, so you must go there now.” Turning his gaze the boy looked to Sarah and continued, ”I assume it includes you as well, Miss Rayne. You must meet with the other teachers, now. Goodbye.”

Quickly departing from the females, the mage had to hurry in order to keep up with the boy known as Bugby. The demon didn’t know he was there, and Olov didn’t think to call after the other male. Though it didn’t take much effort to catch up with him, and once he had, the mage stopped the demon with a hand lightly held out in front of Bugby. ”Demon, you are Bugby, ja? The Headmaster is requesting all students return to the town’s entrance. You must go there immediately.” With that said, Olov didn’t think twice before taking his leave and hurrying off down the street. Though of course he had realized that he hadn’t even introduced himself to anyone, though if he ever felt the need to, Olov would, perhaps later.



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Ruzik rolled his eyes a little towards the mage as the boy complained, saying something about how dangerous it was or much of the likes, though the demon wasn’t worried. ”Don’t be such a wuss, Laurence. Or is it alright if I just call you Larry?” He teased with visible amusement, until his eyes caught sight of a familiar trio that passed by below. It was Mikari and Midora, along with the Headmaster. ”I wonder what they’re up to? Something must be about to happen, wanna go see?”

It wasn’t so much a question as it was Ruzik telling the boy, as the redhead straightened himself upright and turned to face Laurence fully. Giving a slight smirk to the mage, Ruzik stretched a hand out and nabbed the boy by the arm. ”I need to see Mikari anyway, so you can just tagalong. Sound good?” Pulling the mage close and holding Laurence against his chest, albeit somewhat uncomfortably for the shorter lad, Ruzik walked towards the edge of the roof before stepping off completely. Falling downward, he came to a sharp thug against the ground though thankfully landed on his feet relatively easily, without even the odd stumble.

A moment after and the demon released the mage-boy, though not before quickly grasping hold of his hand and then beginning to lead him off in some direction. ”This way.” He told him, but only that, as the shark guided both students quickly after the three adults the demon had witnessed passing by earlier. It hadn’t taken long to re-find the three males who stood by the entrance, seemingly chatting. But Ruzik didn’t seem to show much care as he barged up to them, giving the Headmaster a mere glance before looking to Mikari.

”Mikari! Mikari! What’s going on? Are you going to give me my powers back?” He asked, similar to a child with their parent, as Ruzik curiously looked to the mage that was his teacher. ”Talk to me.” Unknowingly he was still holding hands with Laurence, whilst his other hand still held the bag of water bottles that Ruzik may have been planning to use on the Headmaster. Since, if it weren’t obvious, water greatly affected those who bore fire – ultimately canceling out their power once a single drop touched their body. Though Ruzik had merely wanted to force the man into giving his powers back, since Mikari was otherwise taking his time in doing just that.

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Character Portrait: Kou Usagi Character Portrait: Dúyè Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Ruzik R. Character Portrait: Memphis Character Portrait: Momoko Sawada Character Portrait: Olov Folgren Character Portrait: Laurence Snow
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Kou was overjoyed by Etelka's response. "Of course!" She wouldn't mind carrying a few of the demon's bags in exchange for sewing lessons. Kou purchased her own swaths of fabric to practice on, only to turn around to find that Etelka had more than a few bags, but it was nothing the rabbit couldn't handle. She took them in her hands, smiling to herself at the exciting prospect of learning something new, a skill she could used to create rather than destroy. As they headed outside, Kou noticed a stranger talking to Etelka. Just thinking about it made the rabbit nearly hop in excitement with how giddy she felt.

A boy with silver hair and startling purple eyes was stopped in front of the teal haired demon, looking at a piece of paper in his hands as if to consult a list and moving on. Her keen blue ears picked up on his words, Kou didn't mean to eavesdrop but she couldn't help it. Her ears were like satellites, they could detect the sound of a pin dropping in a noisy room if she were to focus. "I guess it's time for the exercise the Headmaster was talking about?" It was a shame Kou hadn't been able to purchase any new dresses, but oh well. Maybe the Headmaster would allot them some more time afterwards in order to shop? Or just waste some time? They spent enough of their days locked up on a prison disguised as a school and this rare break was something to be savored.

Kou waited by the door for her mage, there was no point in going to meet the others without Momoko seeing as how the blonde was an essential part of their team. Was Ruzik already waiting for them there? Along with Laurence and others who had wandered off his morning? Her mind began to wonder as to the different challenges this exercise could bring up. In the last two they had pitted the teammates against one another, perhaps this would be a team building type of activity? Or maybe an every man for himself game?

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Character Portrait: Mikari Akigawa Character Portrait: Kou Usagi Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Ruzik R. Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Memphis Character Portrait: Momoko Sawada Character Portrait: Olov Folgren Character Portrait: Laurence Snow
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Bugby Marshall



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Bugby heard someone saying his name all of a sudden, causing the demon to turn and see a strange boy beside him. Despite having never met this person he knew his name, though when examining things more carefully. Bugby noticed a sheet of paper in the other boy’s grasp. Perhaps that held his name? But before he could properly say anything the boy promptly left, only mentioning something of returning to the town’s entrance as requested by the Headmaster, so maybe the boy was a student too?

Seeing little need to hang around Bugby did as asked, and began making his way to the entrance. It wasn’t that far and he could remember the way there fairly well, and soon enough he recognized the three teachers already there talking amongst themselves. Ruzik was also there with Laurence, so at least he wasn’t the first to arrive. As he slowly walked over and joined the group of teachers and students, Bugby lingered beside them with his hands in his pockets. He hadn’t thought to speak however, merely quietly observing the three teachers as they talked with each other, and perhaps hoping to overhear what their exercise was going to be. It intrigued him to some degree, considering he was lead to believe that no exercise would occur, from what the Headmaster had said. But then, he had mentioned a surprise of some sort. Was this it?



Laurence Snow



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Laurence didn’t appreciate being held by Ruzik in the way he had been, as the pair made their descend to the ground below from the rooftop. Despite whatever protest he expressed the redhead gave little response or care, before snatching the mage’s hand and guiding him down the street. From what he could tell, Ruzik was set on finding the teachers, which really, Laurence couldn’t overly deny himself. At least if they were near the teachers then the shark would refrain from doing anything mischievous, or so Laurence thought.

It wasn’t long before the sight of the Headmaster came into view, along with Mikari and Midora who were with him. As he tried to wriggle his hand free, instead Ruzik marched up to the blue-haired man and tried to gain his attention. ”Hey, you can let me go you know.” He reminded the demon, as the boy snuck up beside him and flailed his arm just a little. ”Uh, Ruzik?” The teachers seemed busy talking, though Laurence wasn’t paying any particular attention to what it was they were saying. Unlike Ruzik, he was perfectly happy to let the older men discuss their business in peace. Though unfortunately the shark-demon was pretty persistent when he wanted to be, from what the mage had gradually learned since meeting the redhead. ”Maybe we should leave them alone, or something. Eh?”




Momoko Sawada




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Hearing the arrival of Kou at that moment, Momoko turned to the rabbit as she was asked what to do with the red fabric. ”Well, you can sow and stitch them, make wonderful things out of them.” She answered with a smile, hoping that it would satisfy the rabbit. Once Etelka had gotten round to answering her earlier question, Momoko redirected her gaze to the other demon, before giving a nod in response. ”I see, well in that case making something for myself will be my first objective! Then, who knows what I will make.”

It wasn’t long before Kou had her own question for Etelka, and as the pair spoke Momoko took her time and wandered off for a little while to see if there were any fabrics that caught her interest. Eying up the shelves, there was all sorts of materials on display, though the mage was particularly captured by the fabrics with decorative patters, primarily those of flowers. Handling a few samples in her hands carefully, she was hesitant at first to choose any, though Momoko knew that if she didn’t try then she would never get any better at stitching.

Scooping up more of the material that she liked, the mage carried just about as much as she could carry before retreated back to the other girls, who by that point were already by the counter. Once the pair had settled up and got their things, Momoko was served after them. Talking for a few minutes with the one who served her, she grabbed her bag of fabrics, before hurrying off out the door shortly after Kou and Etelka. Just as she emerged outside a boy caught her eyes, though before she knew it the strange figure had already began to move on and so Momoko hadn’t a chance to speak to him. However, though not hearing what he said, Momoko did catch the latter of Kou’s sentence, which intrigued her.

”Exercise? So it is time for our activity.” Given that she only arrived late yesterday, Momoko hadn’t a chance to actually do any exercises yet with the class. And so, perhaps now, she would get that opportunity and try to make the most of it. ”Well let us go then, I am sure it will be fun! Right?” Taking a few eager steps forward, the mage looked about curiously though admittedly was a little lost as to where to lead the way. Glancing over her shoulder she asked, ”Um… where exactly is the exercise being held?”

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