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Cleo Gardenia

"Hey, mister mage, can we play a game? Oh please!"

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

Description

Cleo Gardenia





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"No really... I thought I saw a mage go that-a-way! Hehe."





Theme Song(s)
I Gotta Have It | Robbie Nevil


Name
Cleo Gardenia

"Some call me Miss Gardenia, but Cleo works too."

Nickname
"Leo"

"Yeah, whatever. Just call meh' Leo."

Age
134 (17)

"That ain't your business?!."

Gender
Female

"Do I need to prove it?"

Demon | Mage
Demon

"A demon most definitely, good sir!"

Sexuality
Pansexual

"I love one and all, and if you think you can handle me, prove it!"

Nationality
Unknown

"I'm-a big bundle of this and that really."

Group | Teammates
Group 3 \\ Bugby & Ichiro

"Ooh, boys. This show be fun-ah-rific!"

FaceClaim
Black Hanekawa \\ Bakemonogatari






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"Hey, let's snuggle up real-close tonight, alrighty?"





Height | Weight
5' 9" // 122 lbs

"But, but I don't ask about your personal stuff?!"

Hair Colour
Snow White

"Pretty hair! Please pet away, gently."

Eye Colour
Bright Yellow

"I see you, oh yes I do!"

Physical Description
Cleo is a very athletic young lady who carries a rather voluptuous figure that is always on the move, prowling around when others aren't looking. Her hair is long and flowing, often blowing in the wind and hanging over the tips of her shoulders in a playfully carefree fashion, whereas her eyes are of a bright yellow shade, considered to be quite striking and very mischievous. Additionally, she also has rather cute cat ears atop her head and sharp fangs similar to her feline counterparts. She treasures her figure well and does her very best to maintain it, however beneath her whimsical, childish nature hides a very wicked cat.

"I get a whole-lottah' attention. And if I like you, I'll give you a bunch of attention too."





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"I'm ready if you are? Alright lets-ah' go! Cats first."





Personality
Flirty | Childish | Enthusiastic | Clingy | Nosey

"If I see someone I like I get all-up in their face and hug em'.."

Likes
Cat Naps | Petting | High Places | Cosy Hideouts | Playing Around

"I like to change into a cat and snuggle up to people and get petted all-day."

Dislikes
Deep Water | Noisy People | Raised Voices | Small Spaces | Problem Solving

"No shout-y! Please. Your scaring me a lil'."

Habits
Chasing bugs | Ear Flicking | Purring

"I fiddle with my ears a lot and purr when I'm real happy-like. Chasing spiders is cool too."

Flaws
Immaturity | Careless | Emotional

"Sometimes my emotions get me worked up. Always at the worst of times too."

Abilties | Powers
Transformation | Cleo has the ability to freely shape-shift into an alternative cat form whenever she desires so. This isn't a particularly powerful ability as she can only take on the characteristics of an average cat, however she still has her own mind, thoughts and feelings. She commonly looks like this.

"Sometimes I turn into a cat and sneak onto peoples beds and cuddle up to them when I get lonely."
Senses | Cleo has heightened senses as well as advanced speed and strength. She is able to locate others whereabouts through her superior hearing, as well as sniff out others, and has faultless eyesight especially in the dark. As well, she is rather nimble and flexible through her movements. She is a strong climber and runner, and excellent jumper. Though these all require a great deal of both mental and physical energy to perform.
"I like to run around and jump and climbs trees. I like to go up really high and reach new heights."
Deadly Bite | Cleo can quite literally rip someone's limb off! Perhaps her most powerful ability, her bite is deadly and fearful. By sinking her fangs into the flesh of another, and with enough force, Cleo can easily rip a limb clean off. Though she generally will only do this if she feels truly threatened, as it takes a lot of strength on her part to execute the attack fully. Likewise, by using this, Cleo tends to leave herself vulnerable to other attacks.
"Sometimes I don't mean to, but mostly I do. But I really hate blood so I'd rather not do it."





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"Hey, mister mage, can we play a game? Oh please!"





Romantic Interest
TBA

"Oh, I dunno yet."

Character Opinions
||Ichiro Ogura||

"He seems really cool and is a bit cute, I admit. It's always fun to mess with his head and tease him, in a fun way of course! I like him already and will do my best to keep him safe, because he is my mage and I hope we can get along well together."

||Bugby Marshall||
"Buggie! Err... Bug! He might come across as a little bit odd but I can tell he knows what he's doing, and I know he's got my back when I need him - he's my Bug-a-boo! But don't tell him, shh! I'm his friend, and I believe he is mine too. So bring it on monsters!"

||Hive||
"Some might not see it but he is a good demon deep down. He has always kept me safe and knows what's best, and I will always defend him and stand by his side because he is my Hive-y. I view him as family, as he looked after me and taught me everything I know, practically. I wouldn't be the demon I am if it weren't for him. So nobody better mess with him or they'll have me to take on!"

||Midora Kurayami||
"TBA"

History
There's not much to really say about Cleo. If you asked her, she would tell you that once upon a time she was the faithful pet to a lonely old mage who had always cared for the animal and adopted the feline as her own. Well-aware that the small creature was really a demon in disguise, the mage never seemed to mind and continued to feed and care for Cleo. The pair functioned well together and kept each other company. Cleo remained loyal to the woman and in returned she would pet and play with Cleo every day. It was a sweet life and Cleo was very grateful for the old mage who looked after her.

However in time the old mage eventually passed on and Cleo was left on her own. Moving on the demon left the comforts of their home and ventured into the world that she was not so familiar with. As expected, she did not get along with many locals. She didn't understand how to behave right, as her old mistress had allowed her to be naughty often, and needless to say she didn't fit in with town-life which often resulted in the feline moving between areas. At some point though the cat was nabbed by some mages who had been tailing the small animal, before sending her off to the Academy, where she would hopefully improve and learn a sense of good.

Whether that would actually happen was debatable. Nowadays Cleo still thinks of her old owner. She misses the old days though is adjusting to life at the academy. Actually, she cant wait to see what happens and see how things pan out for her. Here we go!

"My owner was called Rosette. I loved her dearly in my own way... but now I am here, ownerless."

Other
~ Pastimes ~
Some of Cleo's favourite activities are; eating cat treats, playing games and petting her hair.

"If you really wanna get on my good side then treats are a must!"

So begins...

Cleo Gardenia's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Ichiro Ogura Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Mikari Akigawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Kasumi Toshiko Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne Character Portrait: Embla Brodersson
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Midora let out a quiet sigh. It seems that not only him, the other folks seemed not very happy with the job they're doing right now though. No one is totally ready for what is ahead of them. Even Midora, someone who always stay calm and untroubled all the time shows a little bit of worry on his expression. But he encourages himself in silent. This is nothing compared to what I've been through, everything will work out. If it is not I who stay calm right now, then who will?

With that thought, Midora turned to look at his group profiles. Well, there was only two because one of the demons has went missing and he knows clearly the reason why, but further than that is none of his concern because it was out of his authority. He just have to wait for the replacement to arrive. For now, Midora just has to see which kinds of students he is going to deal with. Ichiro Ogura and Bugby Marshall, eh?

As he flips the pages of the profiles, he glanced quickly to catch the basic infos about them. Ichigo has the power of conjuration and weapon materialization. A potential magic knight, huh? Though when he looks through the Mage's history, Midora frowns a bit. Seems like someone I can work out with. Then he turned to the other profile. This Bugby kid is different, his attitudes are nothing new to me, but his power... interesting indeed, though I'm pretty doubt that he can do much with it. Let's see how this would turned out.

As he was concentrating on his papers, Sarah raised her arm and asked, "I see that all the students, majorly, come from different backgrounds. Do they speak our language or will we be needing translators?"

Midora shook his head, "Of course we don't. Because you aren't familiar with our school history yet so I'm not surprise that you don't know. When this school was first founded, the first generation of teachers casted a special field around the Academy's wall. Not only it works as a barrier to protect the school from outer forces, but also when all beings, whether mages, demons or humans, no matter where they're from or what their backgrounds are, let's say that they'll just "initialized" with the fields." Midora paused a bit then continued, "Which means, we will be able to communicate in the same language, regardless what languages we spoke. So communication will not be a problem. Hope that help."

He then turns to Embla, but the woman just stated that she don't have anything to ask. He nodded and returned his attention to the profiles. But just as he was reading, his phone suddenly ringing. "Excuse me for a moment." He said as he picked up his phone from his robe and answered it, "Hello, this is Midora... Yes... Okay, I understand, please teleport their profiles for me. Thank you."

Midora then turned off the call and just right after that, a vortex appeared and another two profiles of two students fell on Midora's hand. "Looks like our replacements had been chosen and they'll arrived here soon." He took one profile and passed it to Embla, "Here's the profile of the last member of your group."

With that said, he flips the pages of the new profile that just has been sent to him. He looks at the name. Cleo Gardenia... The demon has the ability of transformation, though it seems that she can only transforms into a small cat. Hmm? She looks like a fox-demon to me, though, let's see how it works. As he glanced through the picture of the demon, he raised an eyebrow. Another mischivious trouble-maker to take care.

After he has finished checking all the profiles, he tapped them onto the table to neats them and stood up from his chair. "Well then, if no one else has any more questions, I will take that as you all are ready. Please take your time and rest for the day now, we have much work to do tomorrow. And please remember to be here at 7:15 AM tomorrow and we'll all go to the classroom so that I can introduce you to your groups." Midora spoke before slowly made his way out of the office and went to his own room. Putting the profiles on his desk, he landed his back on the bed. As he felt the soft cotton against his skin, he let out a small sigh.




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Looks like I got to dealt with the hardest group. Even the Mage of this group seems shady to him. But he won't let his pride down that easily because of them, he just have to step it up and there's nothing that he can't fix, even some spoiled demons or some lack of experience Mages. Mikari just have to tame them.

Mikari glances at their names on their profiles to memorized them. Akumu Yume, Hive and Kasumi Toshiko, huh?As for the first one, Mikari remembered to had heard about him sometimes before. Some villages have rumors about a demon who entered dreams and cause people to go insane. They were so scared of him that they've named him with some nicknames like, Nightmare King? And also some nonsense like if he was killed then the waking world and the dream world will collide causing an evil, creepy monster to be set free and destroy everything, stuffs like that.

Though this kind of rumors somewhat caught Mikari's interests at first, he didn't really bother it. If this what-so-called the most powerful Demon broke out, then of course, the who-also-called the most powerful and wicked Mage in the legend will also act. Bah, this isn't worth bothering, knowledges need to be exact, unlike some stupid rumors that can only uses to scare kids. Another thing about Akumu is that he seems to be a sleeping-bag, which is why Mikari decided that he should carry some Awakening Dust with him from tomorrow.

Then Mikari moved to the second one. This one is somewhat of a high-class demon too, but nothing too buggy about him except that he is a wild one, like some rogue demons he used to deal with back at the Guild. Other than that, he can handle him. And that leaves the Mage of the group, the girl Kasumi is somewhat, well, dull. The gaze in her eyes seemed hollow and it didn't seem that she'd trust anyone easily. Moreover, the girl also more fond towards the Demons, as it seemed.

After studying them carefully, he put them in order neatly then put them on the table and leaned on his chair. He looks out the windows and sees that it has almost got dark by now. A moment later, he saw Midora stood up and spoke to them, which gains his attention and went out of the office. Seeing that, Mikari decided that both of them need to talk, to see if each of them is ready or not. He straighthen himself and then stood up, "Well, I guess that's it for today. Please have a nice evening." Mikari smiles to the two ladies before bowed to them and made his way out of the office, towards Midora's room.

Standing in front of his brother's room, Mikari knocked on the door. When he is allowed to get in, he gently opened the door, walks in and closed them behind his back. He saw that his best buddy, now is also his collegue, is laying on the bed.




"Hey there, seems like something are troubling my little Dora-chin, eh? Not very usual." Mikari slightly teases as he walks up to Midora then sat on the bed.

"I'm not troubled," Midora denied, "it's just that... I'm not sure if I can manage to do this whole thing or not."

"Aw, don't deny. I can see it written all over your face." Mikari grinned as he poked Midora's cheek.

"Yeah, I guess it did trouble me a bit. Like back when I found out that I was a Dark Mage."

"Come on, we've been through a lot more worse than this. I'm sure we'll be okay, somehow." Mikari cheered his friend up while a smile popped up on his mouth, "Being a teacher here really did change you. On the more positive way, I think."

Midora kept silent. Yeah, he couldn't deny that. Being able to teach all kinds of student, works with many kinds of collegue after all those years really did change him. He finally learns how to treasure the value of life and manages to tame the demon inside him. Those are the only purposes of his life, what more could he asked.

"Dora-chin." Mikari spoke up again, still with his gentle smile, "I know that your life has been hellish. But that is in the past and this is the present. You've been a teacher for long and you have much more experiences than me. You're the only person that will never give up, no matter what life throws at you. But, if you're worry, then it's okay. It's natural." He said as he puts his hand on Midora's, "No matter how powerful you can be, you're still a human. The pressure and all the problems that you have to fixed has made you forgot how human you are. Which is why you felt anxious because you're facing something that you've never faced before. But trust me, you said that I'm suitable for this job, so I can confidently say that you're suitable for this position too, okay?" Mikari grinned

"Mikari..." Midora felt a lot better after hearing all those words from his best friend. He sat up as a light smile appeared on his face. "Arigato, Mii."

Mikari was quite surprised when he heard that. It has been a long time since the last time he heard Midora calls him that. And it has been a while since the last time he smiled too. Mikari giggled then patted his friend's shoulder, "Anytime, Dora-chin. Besides, you should try to smile more. You looked cute like that."

"Shut up." Midora punched Mikari lightly on the arm as he looked up to the clock on the wall then stood up, "it's almost curfew by now. I'm going to informs the whole school now. Coming?"

"Yeah, I wanna hear you playing flute again. It's been so long." Mikari said excitedly as he stood up and they both went to the garden.

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White perky ears flickered to an uneasy rhythm as the bearer of those ears silently crept into the large empty room. She could have sworn she had heard voices though due to the amount of time it had taken her to arrive those individuals most likely had left now. As the young girl stood idly she wondered what else to do.

”I guess I could prowl around for a lil‘ while…” She said to herself softly, mentally debating what course of action to take. It was just then that an unfamiliar voice burst into the air and startled the feline. “Hello there miss, are you lost?” A young girl similar to her own-self asked, raising a slight brow in a questioning glance. “Let me guess - you missed the induction? Didn‘t you?”

Cleo gave an awkward nod in agreement whilst fiddling with her sleeves. She always did so when faced with momentarily embarrassment over her own stupid actions. ”I guess you could say that… in not so many words.”

With a huff, the other student girl pulled out a notebook of some sort and immediately flipped through the pages as if looking for something. After a short while, the female raised a glance towards Cleo, before placing a finger onto the middle of one of the pages. “Cleo Gardenia - correct?” The demon nodded instantly with some relief after finding someone who knew who she was, and perhaps where she ought to be going. “Ah-ha. You have been placed into Group 3 with fellow students Ichiro Ogura and Bugby Marshall. Please follow me and I will escort you to your dorm.”

With little hesitation the girl followed eagerly after the other student as they both maneuvered themselves towards the dorm-room area. It hardly took any time at all before the pair arrived, and near almost instantly, Cleo was delivered to her room in one piece.

“Here you are. In the future arrive on time, in time, and don’t ever think about missing another class - got it?” The student girl warned in a rather strict fashion though her words didn’t seem to affect Cleo at all. The demon merely gave a quick nod before ushering the individual away.

”Yeah, yeah I got it.” She grinned mischievously before placing a hand carefully onto the doorknob and making her way into the dorm-room. She hadn’t even bothered to knock, and simply entered and scanned her new living space to see what was there.

Without saying a word the feline prowled around curiously at all the little bits and pieces that lay scattered around the room in a bid to make it feel more home-y. She, personally, did not own much, if anything. What could a cat own? A collar. That was about it. It was only then that something caught her eye - a figure on the highest bed. He was a demon, like herself, and given that he was in the same dorm-room it must have meant he was also in her group. Immediately, the white-haired girl sprang onto the middle bed, before climbing up a little and peered over the edge of the bed above hers, staring at the boy.

”Hey there. You in my team? She asked eagerly, ears flickering in a rather fast paced rhythm as she grinned like a cheshire cat. ”You know ‘cause that‘d be real cool-like if we were. You can call me Cleo, Cleo Gardenia, I‘m a demon cat. Who are you?”

The green-haired demon didn’t seem overly cheerful, but Cleo ignored this quality and leaned a little further onto the bed to get a better view of the boy. With the pointy ears and claws the girl felt a strong sense that the other student was defiantly a demon, which meant that their mage had not yet arrived. ”I can't wait till we're all here. We're gonna be a hell of a group."

Setting

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Hanako Minami Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Kasumi Toshiko Character Portrait: Akumu Yume
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The sidewalk was fairly busy, but he was close enough to the Academy that it would be too easy to take a cab. With one hand he held onto the strap of his satchel slung over his shoulder while letting his other arm dangle lousily at his side. It was a fantastic day out and Ichiro was ready for the Academy. Being stuck at home for so long caused him to have an excessive amount of energy bottled up that he got out on his way here. Though he left a fair share of damages in the wake of his trail, raising his free hand he snapped and small bit's of golden particles quickly formed together to produce a small red gem. With a swift pinch it dissolved and another snap produced a golden coin.Only if their eyes were quick enough to notice my particles they wouldn't have been cheated. Thinking while he flipped the coin the air.

Finally he had arrived at the school. After a little searching he had found the classroom that he was suppose to be in. Normally he would stroll in the room fully plated out in his golden armor so that everyone would remember him, but he decided not to intimidate anyone away at first sight. It seemed as if everyone was already here, making Ichiro either the last or one of the last to arrive. After looking around the room a grin crept across his face as it seemed a lot of the other students were the reserved or laid back type. You could assume by looking at peoples body language, it's not full proof, but when someone sits keeping to them self and nervous like or head down asleep on the desk, the clues are there. Almost instantly as he sat down the headmaster came in and right away Ichiro could feel the power emanating from the man. Midora Kurayami. What a fantastic challenge you would pose in a fight, though as of now death would be assured for myself. The thought though of such a challenge is revitalizing, school may just be fun after all. With a slow grin growing on his face. Just as quickly as the headmaster came he left.

It seemed everyone was going to head to their rooms. The satchel was the only thing he had brought with him so unpacking would be simple meaning he was in no rush to get to the room. After making a few stops to check out bits of the school he had finally arrived at his groups dorm in no rush. What kind of people could be in my group I wonder, maybe if I'm lucky I will get two book smart people who I could transform into party loving brawlers. Or maybe two intense thug style characters, oh the entertainment that would provide could be endless.

After entering the room he looked left....than right.....than left again. It seemed that both his demons were already here before him. One lay on the top bunk though Ichiro couldn't get a good look at whoever it was. The other was a girl and she seemed to be talking with the person on the top bunk. "You two having fun up there. I don't know the bedding situation, but I'm taking the bottom bunk." He said without giving them a second look, throwing his satchel on the lowest bed he felt as if he was forgetting something. He took a step back and looked up again an noticed something that had slipped his mind. "Oh she has cat ears...... wait CAT EARS!" Saying the first part to himself the second half slipped out without him realizing. He stood stunned for a moment, he expected demons to come in all different looks, but it slipped his mind they could look as simple as a cat though she seemed to only have the ears from his angle. Normally he wouldn't have cared an inch how they looked, but since he was a kid Ichiro had loved Lions above all else, the golden mane, power, and title of King all made Lions the greatest creatures in his eyes and it turned into an infatuation with lions that has only gotten worse with age. Though Ichiro won't claim to be the brightest and in his eyes cat's are just mini lions so hes always had a thing for cats just on a smaller scale. His eyes were glued to her ears. Please be a lion, I would forever be in your favor oh master of the fate. He couldn't think of anything else while crossing his fingers. Ichiro had to know if she was a lion and in his mind she had to be why wouldn't you be a lion and have cat ears, that's how his mind was working, and if she was he was dead set on having her be his.

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”Hey there. You in my team? You know ‘cause…”

Bugby vaguely heard the presence of someone entering the room, though paying little attention, he hadn’t quite noticed the female until seeing her squarely next to him. Offering a few grumbles in response, the green-haired demon forced himself to sit upwards and face the girl better, though creating some distance between them for his own piece of mind.

”…You can call me Cleo, Cleo Gardenia, I‘m a demon cat. Who are you?

”Bugby Mashall.” He replied matter-of-factly. ”I am just a demon.”

He nudged the girl away slightly, clearly getting as much displeasure in doing so as he could, before swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Just then, another figure entered the room. A boy, presumably their mage given that the female was rather demon like, in his opinion.

”You two having fun up there. I don’t know the bedding situation, but I’m taking the bottom bunk.” Bugby only offered a shrug in response, not really caring, though somewhat preferring the fact that the mage was perhaps on the furthest bed from him. ”Suits me.” And yet, the mage intrigued him a little, though as to why Bugby wasn’t sure. It was perhaps his first time around a mage as young as the boy was, and given their situation, it was, granted, somewhat unusual. But he'd have to make do it seemed.

”You may have not heard, but my name is Bugby Marshall,” He told the mage, though whether the boy was listening he couldn’t be sure. The mage seemed rather interested in the girl and her… cat ears? The demon sighed halfheartedly with yet another shrug. ”I feel as if I am surrounded by children already.” Falling backwards down against his bed the demon closed his eyes with a huff. He wasn’t a talkative demon at best, and given his group, what could he talk about? Bugby would just have to deal with it, it seemed. ”Anyway... pleased to meet you.”

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”It’s really nice to meet-ya Bugby.” The girl practically purred contently as she felt a sense of ease from the other demon acknowledging her. Though he seemed ever so slightly odd to her the female was positive that they’d get along, and besides it was always comforting to have another demon around, or so she felt at least.

”You two having fun up there. I don’t know the bedding situation, but I’m taking the bottom bunk.” A male voice spoke, to which Cleo immediately turned her attention away from the demon and onto the boy who entered the room. He must’ve been their mage - it made sense. ”I guess that leaves me the middle bunk!” She giggled before dropping back down onto her own bed.

In a way it was really reassuring to have two boys in her group, even though she could take care of herself, it really helped the feline feel more safer in her dorm-room now. She could only hope their little group would get along. ”…wait CAT EARS!” Snapping the girl out of her thoughts the feline blinked and looked to the mage quietly for a moment, letting out a casual meow in the process as she tried to come up with a response that made sense.

”Oh these!” Flicking her ears back and forth the girl amusingly glanced upwards to her furry ears before staring at the golden-haired mage. A small grin filled her lips ever so slightly. ”I hope you don‘t mind them.” Hopping down from her bed the girl crept up to the mage and immediately began to circle round him as she gave the boy the once over, studying his features carefully, before returning to her stance in front of him. Evidently she did not fear the mage nor seemed to mind him. It had been a long time since she found herself in the company of a kind mage, someone who could look after her and play with her. Just like her old owner did.

”My name is Cleo Gardenia, though please just call me Cleo. I‘m a demon cat, but don‘t be fooled, I have the fierceness of a lion!” She introduced playfully, flashing her fangs as she leaned forward and looked into the boys eyes curiously. ”What‘s your name?”

”I feel as if I am surrounded by children already.” As her ear twitched, Cleo looked to Bugby and raised an eyebrow in response, along with sticking her tongue out. ”Big grump.” She teased. Watching the demon lean backwards onto the bed the girl skipped over and tugged on one of his legs. ”Oh come on, we've only just met! You can't be bored already, Buggie!”

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”You may have not heard, but my name is Bugby Marshall,” As the other demon spoke he looked over, the demon looked normal to say the least, but his appearance or more importantly apparel was highly questionable. Ichiro always took as much care in his appearance as possible it was kind of a policy of his to look as best as possible all the time. Though it's no surprise that some wave it off as not important enough.

His attention turned back towards the female demon when she started to speak. ”Oh these! I hope you don‘t mind them.” Ichiro realized he had said that out loud and that they may have taken noticed of his staring. Quickly he wiped his head around and starting to look around the room worried like. "Oh it's no problem really. I was just thinking about something." He said with an awkward laugh following it. She hopped off the middle bunk and began to approach him causing him to stand straight up and give a nervous smile with his face slightly turning red. He was completely thrown out of his normal style and he realized that as she began to circle him. Pull it together man, you toy with others you don't let people toy with you. Now lets see that composer..one...two...three and back to normal. Almost like a switched flipped, his stance returned to a relaxed state with his nervous smile forming into a grin.

He had returned to his normal state, but when she stopped circling and stood in front of him he tensed up slightly. ”My name is Cleo Gardenia, though please just call me Cleo. I‘m a demon cat, but don‘t be fooled, I have the fierceness of a lion!” Ichiro's jaw tightened and he with biting down on his teeth with enough force nothing could pull them apart, all in an attempt to not break again. ”What‘s your name?” If a small animated version of himself could describe his mental stability it would be like it got smacked on the head and was on the ground dying. Though as she asked for his name, that small animated him just got defibrillator to the heart and rebounded with exceptional timing. Being jolted back to normal. "I'm Ichiro Ogura, it's good to meet you Cleo and Bugby, I hope we can have a lot of fun together." Finishing off by emphasizing the fun part.

It seemed this group would be perfect for what he was looking for. Everyone having such a unique persona though it's only their first meeting and the following days will tell all. Still Ichiro couldn't help, but feel excited this was the first time he had ever been outside his own comfort zone which was abnormal. Usually he was the person to go up to others and mess around with them getting them to venture out of their typical style of life. He was for sure not going to have to work on the team getting along as it seemed Bugby and Cleo were already making it work.

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”Oh come on, we’ve only just met! You can’t be bored already, Buggie!”

Bugby felt an odd warmth cover one of his legs, causing the demon to prop himself upright once more, only to see the female tugging on his leg. With a sulk of some sort, the demon pulled both his legs up onto the bed, as he sat cross-legged. A vague red tint spread across his face slightly, as he leaned forward to address the pair.

”My name is not Buggie, it is Bugby. But if you must… call me Bug.” The green-haired demon sighed, lightly tapping his claws against the bed frame as he pondered a little. For sure, he was not in the presence of a female often, and most certainly, Cleo would take time to grow use to. She was very friendly indeed, he mused.

”I'm Ichiro Ogura, it's good to meet you Cleo and Bugby, I hope we can have a lot of fun together.”

”Hm? Oh sure, we will have fun. Just depends on what you call fun, and what I find amusing.” The demon flashed a few hints of a smirk in response, bearing his fangs care-freely. Indeed, he could not tell how their group would shape in the days to come, and Bugby was not the most enthusiastic person either, and yet, there was some small aspect of Cleo and Ichiro that intrigued him. ”Very well. With introductions out of the way, I think we ought to rest for the night and prepare for tomorrow. At least, that is my plan.” With his thoughts voiced, and opinions given, Bugby shifted around and lay down on his bed, crossing one leg over the other as his eyes fell shut.

”I’ll see you two in the morning, sharpish.” With that the boy rolled over, facing away from his teammates.

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”My name is not Buggie, it is Bugby. But if you must… call me Bug.” Cleo watched rather keenly as the other demon addressed her as such, finding the whole thing quite endearing in some way of sorts which caused a wide grin to form on her features. ”Bug, got it! Haha, your quite sensitive aren’t you, hehe." The girl teased playfully with her hands clasped together tightly. ”I'm Ichiro Ogura, it's good to meet you Cleo and Bugby, I hope we can have a lot of fun together.” Instinctively she turned and faced the mage, having finally learnt his name the feline felt a sudden surge of happiness from seemingly nowhere.

”Ichiro, I finally know your name!" She giggled, before hurrying over to the mage and giving the boy a tight hug. She cuddled the boy, purring aloud, before releasing the mage. She was very tempted to drag Bugby down, but the demon was out of reach, and didn’t seem too eager for contact. ”Looks ah-like everyone is accounted for, this is going to be so much fun working together!" Flicking her ears back and forth, the feline continued to prowl around the room a little longer, familiarizing herself, as she learned more of her new surroundings. ”Very well. With introductions out of the way, I think we ought to rest for the night and prepare for tomorrow. At least, that is my plan.” Ears perked up, the girl eyed the demon oddly as she placed her hands to her hips. ”Well, I guess I could use a cat-nap about now. I’ve been on the move all-day, it’d be nice to get cozy in a comfy bed. Meow!"

It was only then that Cleo was reminded again that she hadn’t brought much with her to the academy, or more correctly, she hadn’t had much to bring in the first place. Being on the move a lot left very little opportunities to acquire much in the sense of belongings. Perhaps she would get some clothes tomorrow, as to how exactly she didn’t know. She could always borrow some if need be, she guessed.

”Well, I don’t exactly have pajamas, so I guess I’ll just sleep in what I’m wearing, hehe." With a soft giggle the girl leaped onto the middle bunk, circling round on the small area of bedding a few times before eventually settling down and laying on top of the covers. ”Night-night guys, see you in the morning. We'll have a blast I just know we will." As she closed her eyes a low, gentle purr could be heard as the girl slept. A smile on her lips. All huddled up together in a ball the girl could only think of what tomorrow would bring for the group.

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”Hm? Oh sure, we will have fun. Just depends on what you call fun, and what I find amusing.” Ichiro could tell what he was thinking and it's the exact same logic as his own. He really wanted to start something with Bugby to test him and have some fun in the process, but there would be time for that later on. It was starting to become time for everyone to start sleeping, but when he saw Cleo hurrying over to him he had a "here we go again" feeling.

Normally Ichiro was fine around girls and even enjoyed their company more then guys. He enjoyed his "bad boy" routine and messing with them. Something that was a lot harder to do with most guys, though quite or reserved people in general were fun to make come out of their comfort zones. Though there was something about Cleo that just threw him way off his game and he knew exactly what it was, but he couldn't help it. She gave him a tight hug which he returned with ease, but again when she started purring aloud it sent shivers down his spin and took all his willpower to try and keep his face from turning red.

”Very well. With introductions out of the way, I think we ought to rest for the night and prepare for tomorrow. At least, that is my plan.” ”Well, I guess I could use a cat-nap about now. I’ve been on the move all-day, it’d be nice to get cozy in a comfy bed. Meow!" Ichiro thought about it and the day had gone by pretty quick, but for some reason he was actually tired. Normally he had a lot of energy and would be out way into the night, but it seemed events had done a number on him more then he expected. Plus he couldn't sleep in till noon anymore with class's, well at least not till hes been to class once or twice. It all depended on how fun they ended up being.

One thing was for sure the next days were going to be even better then he had imagined. ”Well, I don’t exactly have pajamas, so I guess I’ll just sleep in what I’m wearing, hehe." ”Night-night guys, see you in the morning. We'll have a blast I just know we will." Ichiro crawled into bed "Night see you both in the morning." He said as his shirt and jacket burst into golden particles that got dimmer and dimmer until fading. Ichiro was use to being alone, and he always got really hot in the night so normally he would sleep in just his underwear, but since others were around and that might be a little weird for them he decided just shirtless would have to be enough. His jeans did the same though quickly reforming into a pajama bottoms.

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Midora still sleeping peacefully with his arm rested on his forehead and his breaths are quite monotonous. Nothing seems to had troubled him as he slept. As the first lights of dawn rises along with the sun, they peeked through the frames of the windows and brighten up the whole room. The rays then shone of the bed, dancing on Midora's face as they woke him up.

Midora then sat up on his bed and stretched his arms. He scratches his slightly messed hair a bit and then looked at the clock on the wall. It's already 6:00 AM, still early, but he has to get prepare because he knows which day today is, and he also well-awared that it's going to be a long day for him, his collegues and the new transfer students. "I should get prepare." Midora said to himself as he pulled the blanket away from his lap downward then stood up and folded it nicely on the bottom of his bed.

After that, he made his way to his bathroom. He turned on the faucet and adjusted it to the right temperature and strips off his pants before immerse himself under the water streams (Well yeah, he slept half-naked, mind you). Midora closed his eyes as he felt his muscles relaxed under the heat of the bathroom before grabbed the shampoo lotion nearby and washes his hair with a small amount of the liquid.

Meanwhile, in the room next to Midora's, Mikari has just also woke up from his slumber and now he's changing into a more suitable clothes. After finished changing, he went into his bathroom while humming a melody. Somehow, he felt optimistic about all of this and was kinda excited. He then brushed his teeth then fixed his hair a bit. Great, I'm ready. Everyone better aware, cause it's time for Mikari to shine. He smirked to himself in front of the mirror and went out of his room.

With just a few steps, Mikari stood in front of his best friend's room and knocked the door. "Hey Dora-chin, rise and shine. Have you woke up yet? Can I come in?" He asked. "The door wasn't locked." Midora replied from the inside. Mikari then opened the door and stepped in. But just as he stepped in...

Mikari wouldn't have thought that he'd got an eyeful early in the morning like this. He was pretty surprised when he saw that Midora has just got out from the bathroom without wearing anything to cover his torso. Midora's hair is still wet as some drops of water streamed down on his naked skin. And another thing is that the Mage in front of Mikari right now only covered the part from his waist down by a towel hanging around his waists.

Mikari blushed as his face got a bit reddened. This wasn't the first time he saw his best friend half-naked and they're both guys so it wasn't such a big deal. It's not that he has any kinds of feeling towards Midora, but he couldn't figure out why anytime he caught this scene from any of his male friends, which included Midora, he felt quite awkward as his heartbeats got quicken.

"Hey, you're okay over there?" Midora called and pulled Mikari back to reality. "Y-Yeah, I'm good..." He bit his lips and gave a smile. Midora just leaned his head, wondering what was his friend was thinking. After putting his usual Dark Mage's uniform on, he walks towards Mikari. "Want to go and breathe some fresh air first?" Midora asked, feeling quite comfortable, but he still keeps his usual calm posture like everyday.

"Yeah, that'd be great." Mikari grinned like a child. Midora just silently shook his head as he puts on his boots and both of them made their ways towards the garden. Stepped out into the open air, Mikari sniffs and took a deep breath. The air was fresh with the atmosphere still a bit cool. The morning sunshine is still quite gentle. Today's gonna be a perfect day.

"Ah... feels good. Usually I would go jogging around town by now." Mikari said with his smile, "Hey, we can go and have some exercises when there are free times. I missed working out with you."

Midora nodded, "Sure, that's a good idea." Mikari giggled. After that, Midora walked to the rock and sat down in meditation form and Mikari also sat down on the grass. Both of them meditated for about 15 minutes and gather their thoughts. When they're done, they decided to go and have breakfast.

"Say," Mikari spoke up as they walked, "could the students wake up by themselves or there are some sort of... well, alarm clocks to wake them up?"

"Yeah, to avoid class tardiness, I've placed an alarming spell around the walls of the students' room. At the exact time, the spell will "goes off" and sent supersonic waves straight to the brains of the ones staying in those students' rooms. Because it only in their heads, it didn't make any noise to the outsiders of the room, but to them, it's going to be REAL loud."

"So, I guess that the sounds will only disappeared once they have woke up, correct?"

"Yes. Most of the newbies complained about this at first, but they'll got used to it." Midora coldly assured.

"Hehe, you're such an little wicked wizard, you know?" Mikari grinned mischiviously.

When they went through the students' quarters, Midora then abruptly stopped then looked at the time on his phone, it was 6:59 AM. "Wait for it..." he said as the clock ticked 7:00 AM. Right after that, Mikari could hear the sounds of students falling off their beds and even some yelling came out from the rooms. It was kinda hilarious to hear those sounds and he has to resist the urge of laughing out loud. "This Academy sure is fun, I don't know what else is waiting for me but I can't wait."

"Just wait and see." Midora said as put his phone back to his robe and both of them continued to walk.




After having their breakfast, Midora and Mikari went to the teachers' office and took the other two demon teachers with them. Together, four of them went to direction the classroom. Standing in front of the door, Midora turned his head and spoke to his collegues, "Remember, teach them with all of your dedication, but if they make mistake, never go easy on them and help them fix it." Then he turned back and opened the door.

With that, the four of them walked in, interrupting all the talking between the students as the room filled with complete silent. Midora stood in front of the desk and began to talked loudly.

"Good morning, all students. I believe that all of us have rested and ready for this morning. And now, I officially announce that the days of training of this year in Survival Kit Academy begin. As you all have known, within your course, you'll learn how to make yourselves better individuals. I believe that, 12 persons sitting in front of us right now will try their very best, passing your own limits and learn from your mistakes."

Midora paused then turned his head to the teachers who are standing in a horizon line, "Allow me to introduce your supervising teachers, who will be the ones to oversee and advise you. I, Midora Kurayami, Headmaster and also a Mage Teacher, will look after group 3. Standing next to me is Mikari Akigawa, a Mage Teacher and the supervising teacher of group 4. The shorter lady here is Embla Brodersson, a Demon Teacher and supervisor of group 1. And last but not least, Sarah Rayne, the Demon Teacher in charge of group 2. I hope that during your time at the Academy, you will listen and follow every advices we give, strictly follow our instructions so that you can better yourself."

After introduction, Midora paused a bit before going on with the first lesson, "As for the first day, we will have different sessions for both Mages and Demons. Four Mages of four group, please follow me and Mikari-sensei to the training room. The rest of the Demon students will learn their introduction lecture with two ladies here. Let our first day begin."

With that said, both Midora and Mikari made their ways out of the classroom. When they're outside, they waited at the other exit for the Mage Students before they head for the training room.

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Kou had risen with the sun, the warm rays alerting her to presence of morning. She turned over in bed slowly and stretched, her fuzzy rabbit ears picking up the sounds the still snoozing Etelka and Hanako. The rabbit demon slid out from underneath the covers, going over to the closet and pulling out an outfit she deemed good for the first day. Kou then made her way over to the bathroom and turned on the shower, discovering that her hair was still pink from last night's encounter with Etelka. It was weird to think that someone could possibly like her, especially since Kou had never found herself especially attractive.

The rabbit shook her head to get the thought out. Today was about focusing on becoming better! She pumped her first in the air in order to psych herself and stepped under the steady stream of hot water, scrubbing until her hair turned blue once more and her fingertips were a bit wrinkled. "It feels so nice to be clean," Kou purred as she dried herself off and pulled on her clothing. When she finally went back into the room the sound of screaming and people falling echoed through the walls, surprising Kou and causing her to jump a few feet in the air. "What the-!" Kou cursed and flung open the door to their room in order to see what could possibly be causing so much excitement, but her ears weren't picking up any sound aside from the pained cries of students.





It was only about an hour later and with a full stomach that Kou sat at one of the desks in the back of the classroom. She noticed she was not the only animal demon in attendance and was actually a bit relieved although Kou couldn't tell if the demon was a kitsune or a nekomura, but figured that she would discover which soon enough. It was then that the Head Master began to speak, a man with dark hair and eyes that matched who carried himself with confidence; Kou instantly hated him.

"Good morning all students. I believe that we are all rested and ready for this morning. And now I officially announce that our training days here at the Survival Kit Academy have begun. As you all know, within your course you'll learn how to make yourselves better individuals; I believe that, the 12 persons sitting in front of us right now will each try their very best, surpassing their own limits and learning from their mistakes."

Kou listened with an expression of determination; yes the rabbit was attending the academy by force just like many other demons but that didn't mean she wasn't prepared to learn how to better herself and properly use her abilities. Kou was attempting to keep a positive attitude about it all, but it was hard when you were working with the species that devoured your family. Her attention was drawn back to Midora once more as he began to announce who would be teaching them all. Their group, Group 1, was assigned to a short but pretty instructor named Embla Brodersson. The woman was clearly a demon herself and Kou wondered how she could have possibly ended up in this position.

"As far as how the first day will work; we will have different training sessions for both Mages and Demons. The four Mages of the four groups, please follow me and Mikari-Sensei to the training room. The rest of the Demon students will receive their introductory lecture with the two ladies here. Let our first day begin!"

Kou watched as Hanako left along with the other three Mages. Her heart rate picked up a beat in excitement as she turned to face the two demon instructors, the real fun was finally about to begin!

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Shiore sat upright in the hospital bed, humming to a playful tune he had heard a few days prior. He glanced beneath the cut out of cloth covering him, there were a few straps of gauze wrapped around his frail chest. ”Owwwww, why was that cat so high up in that tree?” Yes, out of an act of valor and bravery, the boy had attempted to become the hero in a generic scenario, where a cat was stuck in the tree. It happened when he and a few of his classmates were on their way home from school. They were in the middle of chatting about which idol was their favorite, until they waltzed into the scene. Nobody in the general vicinity was tall enough to reach the lowest branch, nor were they versed in climbing up tree trunks. Shiore, being the opportunist, seized the chance to shine. Although his friends were fully aware of his demonic origins, the boy was able to play the role of a human very well. To the extent where he was always perceived as a human of pure bloodline.

He attempted to propel himself up to the first branch, then continue to ascend the tree, save the feline damsel, and save the day. It was foolproof, well, in his mind at least. When he surged towards his target, he accidentally overshot and flew a few meters higher, where there was nothing to grab onto. His descent wasn’t too pleasant. When he awoke, belly-up, he noticed a puff of fur resting on his chest. From what his friends said, he shook the tree so much that the cat lost its balance. But, since cats always land on their feet, it managed to find a soft cushion to break its fall. Sure, he may have received a few fractured ribs, but at least he saved the cat, and had a good laugh with his schoolmates. And that was how he wound up here, examining his own wounds. When Shiore glanced up from the collar of his gown, a middle-aged woman in a nun’s attire was standing before him. Who knew death was so stealthy? ”Idiot boy!” The woman shrieked, tugging tightly on his cheek.

”I’m sorry Aunt Reeeeeeeen. But it was a kitty~” Ren exhaled and shook her head, then squeezed him closer, ”I don’t care if it was a cat, a dog, even the prime minister! You still might be partially human, and even though you are mostly a demon, you are by no means invincible! Who do you think is paying for the bill? You’re lucky you do a lot of good deeds around the town, otherwise you wouldn’t have any donors!” The woman was speaking at a frantic pace, though she couldn’t find a point to truly prove the boy wrong. He wasn’t harmed too much, and the bills were completely covered. The only downside was the amount of school days he was bound to miss. Which, at the most, was roughly two or three. ”Is this how you’ll live your last year of highschool? You know you’re going to that institution next term, right?” What’s it called…” The woman stared at the ceiling fan, tapping her chin as he tried to scrounge around for the name. It was obvious where Shiore had gotten the habit from. Survival Kit Academy. That’s it. Your enrollment has been fully covered, but are you sure you’re ready for dorming? This will be the first time you’re away from the orphanage.” The nun looked at Shiore with a worried expression, dubious thoughts floated in her eyes as they focused on the boy. Furawa was staring blankly out the window, his whitened grin wasn’t present on his face. ”We’ll see, Aunt Ren.”





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Shiore woke up with a start, the book which had been resting on his chest flew onto his mattress. Yet another glimpse of his past, something here rarely referenced. He had always been a futurist, a person who moved forward and lived for tomorrow. The complete opposite of the stars he was allured by. Ren wasn’t really his aunt, just a nun who ran the orphanage. Though Shiore rarely partook in her sermons, it was nice to pop into them from time to time. The boy had lived a pretty normal life. He had his share of highschool interactions. Friendships made, bonds formed, late night and eleventh hour assignments, he was even confessed to a few times. His playful persona was desirable by some, it seemed. But of course, he had to turn people down, even though it was very uncharacteristic of him. His mind slowly departed from his dream state.

The frequency of his sharp breaths began to slow down, as air began to circulate through his lungs. The room was still dark, and the morning light hadn’t pierced the panes of glass as of yet. Rather than climbing down the bed and potentially waking up his groupmates, who were still fast asleep, he slowly eased him over the edge. With feet first and the weight of a feather, he landed without a sound or a thump. Shiore glanced back at the two, who were still immersed in their dreams. He tiptoed over to his desk and picked up his phone. His blurred vision finally focused on the screen, and he acknowledged the time in his internal clock, ”6:15 AM? Maybe the cafeteria is open?” The rummaged through his bags and produced another set of his attire, the usual black uniform which buttoned across. After a quick wash, change of apparel and the tightening of a tie and scarf, the boy was ready for class. Before he left at thirty ‘til, he stealthily made a cup of espresso, slipped a pair of magnifying glasses onto the nape of his uniform and pocketed his cellphone.

”Rise and shine should be at seven, I think? Might as well go for a walk, then treat myself to something at the cafeteria.” It was a quick trek to the cafeteria, he had some time before it was seven. And when that time finally came around, Shiore could hear screaming from the dormitory, even though he was a ways’ away. ”Wonder what’s happening? I hope Cia-Cia and Liliane aren’t having a celebratory party without me!” He pouted for a few moments, though such an occasion would seem unlikely. If anything, he would be the one to hold such an event. Instead, here he was, sipping from a travel cup and nibbling on a grilled cheese sandwich by his lonesome self. ”Never had one of these. Doesn’t seem very… Japanese.” He recalled the academy being an international school, so cultures were mixed in all cases. Shiore was listening to an electronic song, a number by an English producer. ”Anyways, I should go to class soon. This song is pretty catchy~ Cia-Cia’s homeland has some nice music.” He rose from his seat, discarded his plate and proceeded to the same classroom. Shiore could see the lights of the dorm rooms in the distance, and a few silhouettes moving frenetically. ”Jeeze, did the whole dorm throw a party? Maybe they’re happy about their new comrades?” Little did he know, that they were all in the midst of suffering and despair.

As his classmates strolled into the classroom, some appeared exhausted and shocked. The boy was sitting forward, his mouth buried into the black scarf. ”Woah. Seriously, what happened?” He sat forward in his seat when he saw Akumu finally walk in, ”Sup A-ku-mu-kun~! How’s it going, old man?” The demon sulked with what Shiore presumed were his groupmates. One was a petite young girl, with blood red retinas and a displeased expression. The other looked like he could kill a person with a lock of hair, he seemed more feral than human in complexion. Soon enough, his own teammates entered the room and took their seats. The headmaster began with his speech, which Shiore listened intently to. Still with a covered mouth, he leaned back in his seat and lowered his headphones to his neck. The man was sporting the same dignified expression from yesterday, a man of boldness and pride. When he referenced group two to their teacher, Shiore recalled the description he was given by Liliane yesterday. ”Definitely looks angelic. That’s interesting. Must be pretty fluffy~. And they don’t look fake either. Can’t think of a person who would go to such lengths to craft such genuine extensions.” After the headmaster beckoned for all of the mages and made his departure with Mikari. Shiore glanced over to Acacia, then back to their teachers. Not a lectuuuuuuuuuure.” He thought to himself in denial. The boy wasn’t too fond of lectures or prolonged speeches.

”And, class is in session. Shiore nodded, with a determined look of cheerfulness on his face.

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”Oh my freakin’head!” Cleo cried out of the blue suddenly, hands tugging wildly onto her furry ears as she desperately wished for the noise to stop. It came out of nowhere, and never seemed to end as the feline hissed angrily at no one. ”I will be good I promise, oh dear lords above!” Falling out of bed without her usual grace the girl hit the ground with a thud, thankfully landing on her backside as appose to her dainty face, though her hands were still gripped to the ends of her ears as the ruckus continued for a short while after.

Scrambling to her feet Cleo quickly released her ears, feeling a slight twinge after doing so due to her tight grip, and proceeded to run her fingers through her hair in a bid to make it look more presentable. Brushing down her clothes the girl could hardly do much else, believing she was running late or something along those lines at least, given her very, very rude awakening. Surely her teammates could hear it? They would soon enough, she amusingly thought. ”Guys, we don’t want to be late! I’ll catch you at class!” She called as she hurried out through the door, whether the boys heard would surely be proven later, when she’d next meet them.

That was if she too wasn’t late.

Some time later Cleo eventually arrived at the classroom, panting as she did so before opening the door and sliding into the classroom. So far there were only a few students, though more were quickly pouring in – thankfully. The feline joined the students and quickly headed into the room and took a seat towards the front surprisingly, not really a preference, but she did all the same for whatever reason. It wans’t long after settling into her new seat that the Headmaster arrived with a group of teachers.

“Good morning, all students. I believe that all of us have rested and ready for this morning...” As the man began to speak Cleo could already feel her sleepiness sinking in as his words went on, and on, and on. It wasn’t like she disliked him – she didn’t know him. However, that sharp awakening was not easily forgotten, and the feline just knew he was behind it. However, instantly a pair of fluffy white ears perked upright at the mentioning a particular sentence.

"I, Midora Kurayami, Headmaster and also a Mage Teacher, will look after group 3..."

Raising her head with a daunting look the feline could not believe what she was hearing. ”Oh crap he’s in charge of our group,” She whispered to herself, whining ever so quietly as her ears lowered just a little. ”…Am I being punished already? Pfft.”

”As for the first day, we will have different sessions for both Mages and Demons. Four Mages of four group, please follow me and Mikari-sensei to the training room. The rest of the Demon students will learn their introduction lecture with two ladies here. Let our first day begin.” Cleo watched as the mages began to leave with the two teachers, keeping an eye out for Ichiro before her attention shifed to the two demon teachers in charge of the rest of them. A slight smirk edged it’s way onto her lips as she began to wonder what their first class could be. Just then, she redirected her eyes and quickly scanned the room and got a better look at the other demons in her class – a few slightly intimidating whereas others were perhaps a bit too cute – and there was even a rabbit demon to her surprise, and a familiar face too but she’d leave it for later. Quickly though, she turned and looked to Bugby.

”Psst... These losers ain't got nothin' on us. We’re gonna have real fun, huh?” She could only hope no one misinterpreted that as a challenge. Not that she'd mind. That hellish wake-up call had already set her mood in motion. To pass the time the girl opted to lick the side of her hand and brush it softly against one of her ears, letting out a playful purr as she did so.

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Kou A. Usagi Character Portrait: Ichiro Ogura Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Hanako Minami Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Mikari Akigawa Character Portrait: Kasumi Toshiko Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Liliane Auringer Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne Character Portrait: Embla Brodersson
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Bad habits eventually have bad outcomes, and with a curfew set in place Etelka did not get a lot of sleep. When she had finally decided to venture out of the castle for the first time the sun did not agree with her eyes, and has never since, twenty plus years of darkness does that. As such she made a habit of traveling during night and hiding and sleeping during the day. This is why now at 7:00 am Etelka was rudely awoken by a terrible screech in her ears after only an hour or two of sleep. The sound caused an ache in her head that quickly went away, and from her perch looking over the side of the bed she saw Ms. Kou scouting the hallways for the sounds source.

No matter how rested she felt, which was negative amounts, Etelka had precious little time to prepare for class. It seemed her Mistress had already departed from the room so she had little to worry about in terms of tending to her whims, and that also meant the bathroom was most certainly available. She cleaned herself, dried herself, and then put on her dress in time to make it to class on time, although on an empty stomach. Etelka payed little mind on the position of her seat other then to avoid the side of the room near windows, she was exhausted and mostly just wanted to rest her eyes until it was time to 'learn'.

Of course she didn't get to rest long before the Headmaster arrived and addressed the students. It was mostly endless rabble Etelka barely cared to acknowledge, but eventually the demons were segregated from the mages and the two demon teachers were left to stare at their class. Etelka was not excited about this current classroom, she didn't even care to acknowledge her classmates existence, other demons would just either turn her on or annoy her. Adjusting herself to have good posture she kept her gaze on the teachers out front, hers was apparently the one with the creepy furred appendages, not that she liked the 'angel' wings any better.

Both of them bored her immensely, the one called Embla was down right unattractive to her and gave off no aura of particular power, and Ms. 'Angel' was also unexciting to look at and plain. Neither of them looked particularly strong and she was tempted to stare at their eyes and chomp on lip just to she what emotion would expand, but no that wasn't how to treat ones 'superiors', so she decided to simply wait for the lesson to start.

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Kou A. Usagi Character Portrait: Ichiro Ogura Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Hanako Minami Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Mikari Akigawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Kasumi Toshiko Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne Character Portrait: Embla Brodersson
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Despite having what could have been described as a peaceful sleep, it was a-shame that his awakening could not have been just as nice. Bugby woke up with a banging headache of some sort, or at least he first believed this to be the case, until he realized the difference. With both hands placed on either side of his head the demon grumbled a few choice words on the matter before opening his eyes, realizing that Cleo was the first to awake out of the three, surprisingly, in his opinion.

”Guys, we don’t want to be late! I’ll catch you guys at class!”

Taking a moment to acknowledge her words, the green-haired boy merely watched as the feline demon rushed out the door as quickly as she did. ”…Goodbye then.” He said with a blink, still vaguely hearing the ringing from his early wake-up call. Swinging his legs over the demon hopped down to the ground, running a hand lazily through his hair as he shifted himself into the bathroom. Bugby simply splashed some water onto his face, rubbing his eyes and finally snapping into reality.

”I suppose we best get this thing over with,” He sighed half-heartedly, somewhat un-enthusiastically, before returning to the bedroom area and looking to the blonde-haired mage. ”Best not be late to our first class – lets go.” He waited a few minutes, ensuring he had everything he needed, before leaving the room altogether and letting Ichiro catch up in his own time.

Eventually Bugby reached the classroom and made his way inside, soon spotting Cleo towards the front, and taking the seat next to her as they waited for their mage to join them soon after. Not long later, the Headmaster entered the room and began to address the students.

"Allow me to introduce your supervising teachers, who will be the ones to oversee and advise you. I, Midora Kurayami, Headmaster and also a Mage Teacher, will look after group 3. Standing next to me is Mikari Akigawa, a Mage Teacher and the supervising teacher of group 4. The shorter lady here is Embla Brodersson, a Demon Teacher and supervisor of group 1. And last but not least, Sarah Rayne, the Demon Teacher in charge of group 2. I hope that during your time at the Academy, you will listen and follow every advices we give, strictly follow our instructions so that you can better yourself."

Bugby merely shrugged at the news. He was neither overly pleased nor excited about what was to come for the students, though he did have some interested, it wasn’t much. The remainder of the mans words dind’t reach Bugby much, and yet, similar to his teammate, he also could not believe their luck of having the Headmaster as their group advisor. Were they that unlucky?

”Oh crap he’s in charge of our group,”

The demon sighed with a nod, clearly sharing the same disbelief as the girl. ”Looks like it. Better get use to the idea.”

"As for the first day, we will have different sessions for both Mages and Demons. Four Mages of four group, please follow me and Mikari-sensei to the training room. The rest of the Demon students will learn their introduction lecture with two ladies here. Let our first day begin."

”Oh good-y.” He sulked, biting his lower lip in slight boredom. As the Headmaster took his leave with another teacher, Bugby watched as the few mages of the class left also, leaving the rest of the demons to sit. Along with Cleo, he too grasped a moment to eye up his class and see the individuals who would be his peers. His attention was broken though, when Cleo beckoned him.

"Psst... These losers ain't got nothin' on us. We’re gonna have real fun, huh?"

He offered a nod of agreement, along with a slight grin towards the girl. ”Oh, of course. Just do not do anything too crazy, it is only our first day.” Sitting back in his chair the green-haired demon paid little attention to the other students, only shifting his stare between Cleo and the two demon teachers.

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Ichiro Ogura Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Hanako Minami Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Mikari Akigawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Kasumi Toshiko Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Kou Usagi Character Portrait: Liliane Auringer Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne Character Portrait: Embla Brodersson
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Dreams were not something Acacia was accustomed to. They'd float around in her mind a few seconds after she awoke, but they'd also disappear just as quickly. She probably woke up around the same time as Shiore, but she had stayed in her bed, staring at the bunk above her. She wanted to dream. Well, that wasn't entirely accurate. She did dream, but she never remembered those dreams. Sometimes, she wondered what she dreamed about. Her biological parents maybe? She shook her head and sat up, deducing that several minutes had already passed. Shiore had left and she could barely make out Liliane's soft breathing. Whether or not the mage was actually awake, she wasn't sure. Even so, she didn't want to bother her.

She quietly got out of her bed and straightened out the skirt of her nightgown. Comfortable as they were, they almost always ended up crooked. The smell of Shiore's coffee still lingered in the air as she rummaged through one of her two suitcases and withdrew a simple dress. She changed in the bathroom, checking her phone every few minutes. Honestly, she had no idea what the time difference between England and Japan were. As she brushed her hair, she hummed a lullaby under her breath. It was a song she'd known her entire life, but one she did not know the orgin was, as strange as it seemed.

A quick stop at the cafeteria led to Acacia enjoying a scone and then she was in the classroom, seconds before class actually started. She sat down a little bit of distance from Shiore, already feeling out of place among the other students. When she mages and Liliane left, she felt even more alone. She glanced at her blue-haired companion for some comfort. She was someone who needed comfort.

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(This post takes place in the middle of the teachers’ lecture. I’m just throwing this up here to keep steady pace. This post shouldn’t be interpreted until Vincent and Lyysa begin and proceed with the lecture.)



While the boy painfully endured the lecture, as if screws inscribed with teachings were being drilled into his cranium. Regardless of his internal mayhem, Shiore was keeping a controlled and moderated composure. A calm complexion with the sliver of an innocent smile, the face of a morally good student. It was an expression he had gotten used to wearing throughout his years of school. Throughout his scholastic career, he has always been that one student who was a goody-two-shoes, but still remained on the good side of his classmates. His overall record was clean and spotless. There were times when he had to disappoint a few male students at the peak of their boyhood, and wanted him to force some gusts of winds towards some girls’ ways. But, remaining morally pure, he managed to evade such indecent intent. And now, here he was. Finished with highschool, moving into the dwindling remainder of his academic days. The boy felt his eyelids beginning to droop, he instinctively raised his travel cup to his pursed lips and tipped it. He relished the undiluted bitter flavor, taking a complete gulp before lowering the container. After treating himself to the refreshing beverage, his eyes began to wonder amongst the heads of his classmates.

He had already gotten a good look at the members of Akumu’s group, but the remaining two groups were most definitely interesting. Shiore couldn’t decide which was more alluring to pet; cat ears or rabbit ears? The boy would leave such a mental debate for later. There was also a colleague of viridescent hues, topped off with a pointed pinnacle in the middle of the guy’s scalp. Lastly was a woman with cyanic tinted hair, brushed out into large spun stands which rested around every angle of her body. In a completely captivated state, a lone five-pointed star popped up above his head. It glowed vibrantly as his eyes slowly trailed back to his teachers. Shiore was surprised when he noticed the sets of piercing gazes, focused on him by the teaching duo. The boy raised an eyebrow, then he finally noticed the cartoon styled creation floating over him, rotating as it made little jabs of motion. He frantically waved the star out of existence, trying to avert the attention from him. Shiore lightly blushed out of embarrassment, then let out a sigh of denial. Once the teachers proceeded with their lecture, he noticed his fellow groupmate’s line of sight, fixated on him. With a quick glance, he realized that all of the other students were sitting with their accompanying demon. Yet, there was a few meters of space between Shiore and Acacia. The boy was quick to correct this, by swiftly propelling himself and his bag across the bleachers without making a sound.

Shiore stopped himself, with a foot of space between himself and his friend. Although he kept his eyes completely glued to his teachers, a minute greeting smile took form out of the corner of his mouth. The boy also made a wave beneath the back of the row to his front, then finally decided to take notes on the lesson. He dug into his bag and placed a notebook onto the desk before him, then pressed a pair of magnifying glasses against his nose. Work mode: activated!” Even though he was mostly focused on the lecture, there was still something lingering near the back of his mind. Despite their distinguishing characteristics, all of the students shared something in common; they were all here for a reason. There might have been those like Shiore, who were here to hone their abilities and learn to excel under the guidance of their respective captains. But, there were also those who were forced to enroll in this institution. They were deemed unfit to serve mages, were a danger to human society and were sent here to be reformed into applicable and reliable demons.

He was unsure which column to throw Acacia into. Shiore remembered that she had only learned of her demonic origins as of recently. But why was she here? For the first reason, or the second? The boy would have to leave pondering for later, as the lesson continued to be drawn out.

His ears picked up the recognizable sound of chalk on a board, Shiore raised his eyes and trailed the winged teacher’s hand. Once she had finished grazing the board with the whitened utensil, the boy read her last name in his head. Given his young age, he was already used to the school setting. But perhaps some of the students here never partook in human activities, such as going to school. Even though they may have been alive for centuries, maybe even milleniums, the idea of being taught by an individual who is higher up in social ranking never crossed their minds. The boy knew Akumu never attended a human school, since the man had far too many tasks and obligations to even fathom wasting time with humans. On top of appearing as a kind and generous, but reserved teacher, Ms. Rayne was also his group’s advisor. At her command, Shiore was quick to rise from his seat, and hop down the aisle towards the stage. He put on a smile, made a quick bow with his head, then received the packets with an ecstatic thanks. The student swiftly returned to his seat, handed his fellow groupmate a copy, then began to pry into the contents of the packet. He was in for quite the rude awakening, a grave reminder of what academic procedures were like. ”Well. This marks the end of break. Back to school, Shio.” He furrowed his brows as his eyes skimmed the first page, letting a sigh of despair as he did so. The pencil now wrapped between his fingers was about to be put to some good use.

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Kou A. Usagi Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Midora Kurayami Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Mikari Akigawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Liliane Auringer Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne Character Portrait: Embla Brodersson
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Sarah woke up with a start. Despite the air conditioning she was still sweating excessively. She clutched her head as she lay, sitting up, reflecting on the reoccurring nightmare that has been haunting her ever since the people that took care of her left this world. The thought of them made her look at the painting on the canvas she had just finished the night before. It was a painting of the old couple. A soft smile eternally placed on their faces. Sarah almost smiled every time she looked at an old photo of them but then the cruel realization that she would never see them again would make itself known. She wished they could tell her what the nightmare was. It most likely held a clue as to who she was before she was found by them.

Sarah's eyes drifted to the clock. It was thirty minutes before her alarm was set for. Due to the nightmare, she was wide awake. She felt uncomfortable being covered in sweat and immediately decided to take a shower. When she stepped into the shower only the dream was on her mind. Even as she washed herself, it was absent minded. No matter how many times she had it only the same bits and pieces could be remembered.

Sarah cut off the shower and after drying herself off she flapped her wings rapidly before placing a towel, specifically to fit around her wings, on them. She walked to her closet and noticed that she did, indeed, have a stove. She cooked a lot where she used to live. It was something the lady had taught her and Sarah loved doing it. She didn't have anything in the refrigerator so cooking wasn't going to happen this morning. She put on her long skirt, black t-shirt, and denim jacket. There were slits in the back of all of her tops so that her wings could fit through them. She had a packet prepared with what she planned on doing for the class she would be teaching.

After placing on her boots and placing the packet in her satchel she dug in her jacket to take out a pack of cigarettes. She took one out and grabbed her lighter off the night stand. She lit the cig and placed it to her lips. She was told if she smoked she wouldn't look so innocent. Something about smokers gave them an edge. Of course the cigarettes she possessed weren't bad. Not like it would matter if Sarah really was a demon or nonhuman being. The cigarettes were made of special herbs that were said to have a special property. They revitalized the body instead of eating away at it as regular cigarettes did. The ingredients to make them was a gift from the old couple Sarah would remember for as long as she lived.

Upon arriving to the classroom she put out the cig before stepping inside. The other instructors were there and Sarah nodded to them in greeting. Midora told her that for today Sarah and Embla would be the instructors for all of the new demons while the two mages would take the other mage students to a separate class to teach them. Soon the students started piling into the classroom. Sarah kept an eye out for her group and sure enough Shiore walked in first out of the three. Liliane stepped in second and the two met eye contact. Sarah smiled and nodded at the girl as she sat down. Acacia was one of the last students to enter the classroom before the headmaster finally gave his speech.

During this time Sarah looked each of her students over. It was no different than a regular classroom. There would be the people that wanted to learn, the ones that thought they were above this, the class clowns, etc. The only difference was that these students were being forced to act correctly. Whether they liked it or not. Sarah was here to teach the ones that had defiance and rebellion in the back of their heads, to behave. Sarah would personally like all of the students accept the teachings and act with integrity.

After the headmaster gave his speech him and Mikari escorted the other mages out of the class. It was just Sarah and Embla now facing the judgmental stares of the new demon students. Without a word Sarah picked up a dry erase marker from the base of the whiteboard and wrote her last name.

"Good morning, class. My name is Sarah Rayne. You may call me miss Rayne or, for you still not quite warmed up to the idea of being in a place like this, just call me Rayne for the time being. Later on in time I will expect to be addressed as what's written on this board." Sarah retrieved her packet out from her satchel and laid in on the desk that was to the corner of the room.

"I know some of you consider this place more as a prison than an institution. I get that you probably aren't fond of the mages that hold control over you. Just know that me and Ms. Brodersson are also demons. In this place it would be wise to make allies of us if you have not adjusted to the mages. I'm actually a very kind person but i will not put up with any type of rebellion. I will shut it down where it starts and I will make sure to pull it out from its roots." Sarah stayed silent to let the seriousness of her words sink in. As she looked around the room it was obvious who seemed to take her warning seriously and who didn't.

"I want each of you to take the small packet I have here on the desk. There are pencils here as well. It's just an assessment so I can see what each of you do and do not know. I'd hate to cover a subject that everyone already understands. Once each of you grab a packet and a pencil I'd like to have introductions start. That way we can get to know each other. If you don't want to say anything about yourself then just your name and group will do." There. Sarah's part was finished for now. She went to take a seat behind her desk that the papers and pencils were on. There was another desk for Embla and Sarah figured if she had anything to say then now would be the perfect time, before the test started.

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Ichiro awoke to the most annoying alarm he had ever hear before. Grabbing his pillow and holding it over his face and ears trying to block out any sound. I didn't surprise him that it had no effect, it seemed as if he was still on a reverse sleep cycle from all the nights of partying he did on his way here. ”Guys, we don’t want to be late! I’ll catch you at class!” Cleo bolted out of the room. That reminded him that they did indeed have class this morning. He tried to get out of bed, but all he did was rollover once and get closer to the edge. With Cleo gone it was only himself and Bugby and right as he was about to call out to Bugby to stay here and be late with him Bugby was already leaving. ”Best not be late to our first class – lets go.” Though Ichiro still sat in bed, he could hear Bugby doing something until the room was quiet again. "It's seven in the morning, who wakes up at seven in the morning." He yelled into his pillow before throwing it across the room.

Ichiro dragged himself out of bed as golden particles flew around him and his pajama pants changed into jeans and a black shirt and white jacked formed around his torso. It didn't take to long, but he grabbed a quick snack still a little annoyed at the early morning wake up call. Finishing the bare minimum requirements for him to get his day started he started walking over to class. Now he didn't care if he was late at all, but right when he put his hand on the door he could see the headmaster enter his view. Instantly chills went down his back, the good kind though, the kind you get when you are so excited you can barely contain it.

Opening the door and walking in right away. For sure the last student who was going to enter the room he sat down with the headmaster entering almost right behind him. The headmaster began talking and introducing the other teachers, but one sentence almost knocked Ichiro out of his seat. "I, Midora Kurayami, Headmaster and also a Mage Teacher, will look after group 3." After hearing that he would be leading one of the groups Ichiro would accept none other then the headmaster himself teaching him and that's exactly what he would get. His foot was tapping at an excessive rate while the widest grin could be seen on his face. It took all his power, but he had to contain himself just for a little bit no point in spoiling all the fun right away.

The demons and mages would train separately for today at least which made him a little sad since he couldn't see what his other class mates could do. Still he was satisfied enough training with the headmaster and testing the limits of his fellow mages. Getting up with the others and following the rest of the mages out of the room and to wherever they were going to have lessons. As he left though he had to take a look around the room to see who would entertain him for now. Glancing at Bugby and Cleo he would see what they were made of later which was good enough for him. With only three other guys who all seemed to be demons and the rest being girls. No one looked particularly special, but he knew better then anyone you can't judge someone on their appearance. Though one person did catch his eye as he was leaving the room it seemed as if one of the girls in the class had bunny ears it took a glance to confirm it. That reminded him of someone else who seemed to have animal like qualities. He would have to dive deeper into that later now he had to focus on having fun with his new toys.

It seemed the other mages were all girls. With his entire class almost all female and holding some sort of power hidden away it was almost like a fantasy come true. Adding another objective to his plans for entertainment he was dead set on having all the fun he could here before being done with it. As they left the class he looked close at the others to size them up in a way, but without glaring or being to obvious. The first one was a girl in a wheelchair who looked to soft to be here. I'll have to act quick if I want to have any fun with her since she won't last long here. He thought to himself while looking over at the next mage she didn't stand out to much with nothing to give him any discernible ideas about her. The last who seemed child like which meant either she was powerful enough to come here at that age or she isn't what she seems. Either way he would make this enjoyable though maybe only for himself.

Before he even noticed they were at the training room. This is where the magic will happen I can't wait to see what everyone's got. That feeling quickly washed away when the teacher who introduced himself as Mikari began to lecture them all. Lectures were one of the things Ichiro was bad with, preferring to just fight and learn in the moment then hear someone preach about studies and learning. Though surprisingly since he normally doesn't get angry at anything, he got slightly agitated to hear that his magic revolved around the easiest and most common elements. When working with his magic in the past he found it quite hard to work with at time. His hand clinched into a fist I'll show them rare magic I'll be using Dark and Ether magic in no time. Though he had no idea what Ether magic was at all, it was a good thing he wasn't saying his thoughts aloud.

He took the staff and looked it up and down listening to the rest of what Mikari said. Though as he talked more and more about raw magic and synchronize mana Ichiro's head started to get tangled up. Why does any of this matter, he who lands the hardest blow wins right? Snapping back as Mikari said "we can check how strong a Mage is with high accuracy." This grabbed his attention as he was finally ready to show how strong he was.

After he was finished talking Ichiro walked over to one of the pillars as instructed and raised his staff ready to massacre the pillar. I'll destroy this pillar so badly nothing will be left to reform. Pointing the staff at the pillar with a look of excitement he started to cast a spell. His crystal shined bright and time seemed to slow down for Ichiro as he examined every part of what would clearly be his defining moment. And it went, a beam was sent from his staff, time moved in slow motion for him as it seemed the beam was sizable smaller then the headmasters. Ichiro's excited and cocky look started to look grim as the beam struck the pillar. No explosion no shattering of the pillar to oblivion, only a smalls spark that broke a fragment of the pillar off leaving small cracks that were about a penny sized divot. It reformed in the blink of an eye, but Ichiro was already defeated in his mind. Time seemingly froze and his attitude dropped as his face became horrified. All the power he thought he had was minuscule if nothing it seemed in his mind now. Time roared back to life as his face turned to that of anger as he launched a rapid volley of blasts one after another all with the same effect.

Their had to be a reason his strikes seemed powerless or maybe it had some secret meaning that the teachers were looking for. Still it didn't matter he already felt as if the whole world he had built around himself had crumbled into obscurity. Remembering others were in the area he quickly snapped back and put a fake smile on while turning to the headmaster. "I'm pretty sure my staff is broken it doesn't seem to be firing completely. If their are not anymore I would be happy to show you my power in another fashion maybe a dual?" Saying with a forced smile as he scrambled to put his broken mind back together. Though he was extremely glad when one of the other mages fainted he hoped it would draw attention away from himself.

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Kou had listened to the little speech and practiced the teacher's name on her tongue. The pronunciation was foreign and felt odd in her mouth. The rabbit looked around but none of the other students seemed to move at the end of the little speech Rayne-Sensei gave. Slowly Kou stood, walking to the front and grabbing two packets, one for herself as well as one for Etelka. She placed the packet on Etelka's desk along with one of the pencils as she walked back to her seat in the rear of the classroom next to the window; twirling the yellow pencil between her fingers as she read each question with a bit of difficulty. Kou's human language skills were basic at best and so she scratched down the answers slowly, checking everything twice to make sure that she had it correct.

Name: Kou Usagi

Group: 1

There, that was a good start. Right? Kou continued to read, the only sound in her ears being that of led on parchment. When she finally finished she took a deep breath and sighed before realizing that she had answered every question in Japanese. Oh well, hopefully the woman who had assigned the packets could read kanji. Kou stood once more and made her way back over to the front of the room, her tail swishing a bit as she was pleased with herself for managing to finish. She went to sit back down once more and realized she hadn't returned the pencil. Hopefully Rayne-Sensei would not miss one measly wooden stick and if she asked for them to be returned then Kou could always drop it in the cup on the desk at the end of the class on her way out?

She wondered what there was to do now. The instructor had said something about introductions but surely those would not begin until all the other demons had completed their packets? What to do in the meantime? Kou could catch up on her sleep although she felt perfectly rested..... Her ears twitched in annoyance, sitting still was not something rabbits were good at and Kou was finding it especially hard to not drum her fingers against the desk or get up once more and walk around. Was sitting still something she was going to have to do a lot? If so, Kou was already doomed to fail. She groaned quietly and grabbed onto her ears, pulling them in front of her face. This was something the rabbit did when she was frustrated and although it did cause a bit of pain, it was nothing that the female couldn't tolerate.

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Kou A. Usagi Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Liliane Auringer Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne
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Etelka Lantos



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Etelka was pleasantly surprised when Ms. Kou dropped the packet she would be needing to fill out in front of her. The gesture was affirmed with a thankful but disinterested nod, Etelka was afraid something like writing would come up. She didn't see how this was relevant to her obedience training, and this happened to fall into a field she had very little skill in. Etelka had never been taught to write, she hadn't been taught how to read either but in her sparse amounts of free time at the castle it was something she took an interest in practicing. Books were in plenty within the castles walls, pen and paper were not. As such Etelka while knowing what each letter looked like, took her time scribbling each individually onto the page. Her writing completely lacked any sort of flow, her letters were too rigid and fine as she tried to replicate them exactly as she recalled them in texts she had read. Luckily there was most likely no one watching her scribe this, so she had little to reason to feel self conscious.

Albeit slowly she filled in each field with as much accuracy as she could muster, the teacher would probably be disappointed at the magical skill level Etelka currently resided in. She had no concept as to the origins of magical energy, no idea as to how mages and demons used their powers. Etelka didn't know why she knew how to use her powers, she didn't even know why she understood what the Black Wand would do upon absorbing enough blood. All of her magical skills came to her like instinct, the way a spider knows how to spin a web, she truly had no idea what 'magic' was.

However many questions on the handout confused Etelka, they were written as if mages controlling demons was special. She knew Ervin was special in that his strength was so immense, so maybe that is what the the oddly worded questions meant, that the people going to this academy showed great potential. It was a very small group going here after all, overall it wasn't something worth fretting over. Etelka's purpose was not the questions origins of magic, it was not to ponder on what mages could do, she was sheltered and uneducated, but that mattered little in the business of being a servant. She put down her pencil after filling out the last question, assuming she was the last to finish she quickly re-adjusted her posture and turned her gaze to face the front of the room. When the time for her introduction came she planned to say little other then, "I am Etelka Lantos of the first group."

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Kou A. Usagi Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne
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If there was one advantage to being thousands of beings, it was being your own information network. Magical barriers, patrolling shadow-minions, Hive woke up with a lay-out of their defenses imprinted... As well as strange memories of Akumu crying while playing the violin... His watch had done it's job as well, then.

Less thrilling was the shrill shriek coming from the walls at seven AM. “Rah, rah, rah!” Hive shouted as he shot up from his bed. “What is this?” He proclaimed confusedly. Only to see the bed to his side already being empty and Akumu sleeping straight through the screaming of whatever had received a kick to the pearls. With nobody to answer him and no physical form to attribute the noise to, Hive got up and out of the room as quickly as he could. The ringing seemed to have stopped the second Hive stepped through the door and outside of his dorms Hive saw many other frustrated first years had been chased out of her rooms. It seemed the mages here had their petty little ways of control as well.

“Someone is going to die for this...” Hive growled lowly to himself.

Though highly out of character, Hive appeared in class on time. A young man called out for Akumu and shot Hive a quick glance too. Not in a good mood from the alarm clock incident earlier, Hive returned it as if trying to kill the boy with a glare. He scuffed to himself before he turned away, picking a table in the middle of the room. Just to see who would have it in them to dare and sit next to him.

Hive put his legs on the desk and leaned back on his chair ad watched the other students took their places. Hive spied a few familiar faces. There was Cleo, a sight for sore eyes. His traveling companion had made it to fellow prisoner. It was a slight relief not to be alone, but the mages wouldn't keep her. Not if Hive could help it... Still, from a distance she seemed to be in a lot better mood than himself, actively speaking with her teammates. One of which, a green-haired lad, seemed very familiar to Hive... But where did he know him from?

Then there was Liliane; a few years older, but unmistakably the canceled supersoldier project in the flesh. What was she doing here, Hive pondered. Liliane hardly fit the profile of meek and in need of training. It struck him as odd... Did they think they needed to mold her as well? And if they did... Did that mean she remembered the words he'd told her so long ago?

Lastly, Hive couldn't help but see something that was a bigger nuisance than the alarm. It was Etelka, one of the demons he shared a... History with. Her expression and composure were completely different from what he was used to. Was this really the naive little slave-girl? Hive wondered, something about her was off and it irritated Hive to no end.

Midora's speech changed little about Hive's impression of him. Conceited little mage, his lips mimed, but he still managed to keep himself from trouble. Even if his mind ran a thousand simulations of the black-haired wizard being ripped apart by his bugs... Though Hive wasn't so stupid to try it. At least not for now...

After the headmaster finally shut up, he watched him, Kasumi, Liliane and his assigned mentor Mikari all leave the premise of the classroom. There were far more demon students in this little training camp than mages, Hive couldn't help but notice. One of the demons soon took the word and introduced herself as one of the teachers... And Hive's stomach turned the instant she started talking. Who did this angel-bitch think she was?

If there was anything Hive disliked more in this world than mages, it was an obedient dog. Sarah had all the marks. Delusional and stuck-up, check and check, Hive noted as she insisted on being called miss Rayne (as if she was better than them, gah) and the suggestion they'd adjust to the mages. “Even when the shackles start feeling numb, it doesn't mean you're free of them.” Hive whispered in response midst the teacher's monologue. And then... There it was. Sarah did the exact same as Kasumi had done last night; the hand she extended was accompanied with a threat. Hive didn't know about the other teacher, but this one he didn't like.

Without moving from his spot, Hive summoned a small number of beetles to retrieve pencil and paper for him. Instead of writing his name on it, however, he began sketching the lay-out with his right hand (which had now returned to his body). “We are Hive, inmate of the group four variety.” He followed up Etelka's introduction.

“Of course, that will be misters and misses Hive for you, miss Rayne.” Hive followed up. He had kept his tongue long enough. “Though just Hive would do if we may call you Sarah. That would be proper of an ally... But we digress. We have a question, if you would be so kind to answer;” He paused for dramatic effect, “Why?”

Hive lifted his feet from his desk, and instead planted his elbows on it. Resting his chin in palms, he challenged Sarah Rayne's eyes. “Why would we go along with your class? Besides, of course, the ever-present threat of being whipped or burned to a crisp? Etelka knows what I'm talking about, don't you?” Hive grinned at her, wondering if she could remain as stoic as in her introduction.

“You see miss Rayne, outside of that, we don't know why we're here. Would you enlighten us?”

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Kou A. Usagi Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne
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Cleo Gardenia





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”Good morning, class. My name is Sarah Rayne. You may call me miss Rayne or, for you still not quite warmed up to the idea of being in a place like this, just call me Rayne for the time being.” Despite her face being planted hard against her desk Cleo was in fact listening to ever word the teacher said – thanks to her big cat ears at least. It was actually very hard for the girl to not listen to things and so it was actually a rather nice quality of hers somewhat.”Later on in time I will expect to be addressed as what's written on this board.” She merely let out a faint meow in not-so-silent protest to the teachers demands, even if they weren’t all that demanding in the first place.

After Rayne had finished the remainder of her speech Cleo watched as a few students stepped up and collected their packs and pencils. After they sat down Cleo gradually moved herself off her seat and strolled up to the front of the class, swishing her long white hair back and forth whilst doing so, as she picked up a pack for both herself and Bugby, along with two pencils – giving Miss Rayne a brief fanged smile – before spinning round and retreating back to her desk.

”Bah, what is this thing. Seriously?” Turning to her side she threw the extra pack onto Bugby’s desk and handed the other demon his pencil. ”Psst. Do you know what you’re doing?” Though lacking degrees of knowledge herself Bugby had come across as someone more knowledgeable than herself. Perhaps he knew what exactly this thing was about.

Some minutes later she glanced down at her handout and nudged her pencil amusing across her desk – clearly uninterested in using the thing as a writing implement. She stared at the questions and thought of what answers to give. Did she really have to be honest? Then again what could she gain from lying?

”Cleeeeohhhh…Gardeeeeeniiiia… Grooouuup threeeee….” She said absentmindedly whilst attempting to pick up the pencil and note down one letter at a time. Clearly, writing was not her strongest aspect. In fact, Cleo probably hadn’t written ever in her life, now that she thought about it. The life of a cat was not one bombarded with reading and writing. But rather scratching and sleeping. Sparing a moment to eye-up the questions to come Cleo could only sigh and let her ears flop flat against her head. Quite, she was not overly thrilled to answer so many questions. If the teacher was so nosey she could always just ask Cleo!

Alas some time later Cleo eventually finished answering the questions, though her writing was not entirely perfect it was at least near-readable for the sake of the teacher. Cleo even made a special effort to write very nicely, wasn’t that nice of her? Setting the pack down on her desk along with the pencil the feline gave a sigh of relief. But just then she heard,“I am Etelka Lantos of the first group.” Followed sometime after by. “We are Hive, inmate of the group three variety.”

Turning round in her seat the girl eyed up the two figures. Watching them with her childish stare the feline perked her ears up just a little. She recognized Hive right away, a smile erupting on her face at the sight of the familiar demon. And just like the demon she expected no less from him as he immediately got down to business. As he questioned their teacher the girl couldn’t help but spin round eagerly to see the woman’s response. Her introduction would wait for now, Cleo decided. This was far too interesting to interrupt.

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Kou A. Usagi Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Bugby Marshall Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne
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✮ Bugby Marshall ✮





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"Good morning, class. My name is Sarah Rayne. You may call me miss Rayne or, for you still not quite warmed up to the idea of being in a place like this, just call me Rayne for the time being. Later on in time I will expect to be addressed as what's written on this board."

Bugby let out a somewhat dis-pleasured sigh as he sat idly at his seat, watching as the teacher addressed the demon students on what exactly it was they were to be doing today. Like many of the other students he too wasn’t overly enthusiastic towards the woman, not really caring how he would address her in future, nor how he would act towards her. Watching other students pick up their pack the green-haired demon hadn’t even thought to move himself, preferring to wait it out until everyone was seating back down. However Cleo was already up at the front of the class before he knew it, and kindly enough the girl had brought him back a pack and pencil.

”Thank-you.” He quietly muttered to the girl as she took her seat beside him, even offering a very slight smile of gratitude that he could muster before returning to his usual, bored expression. ”Bah, what is this thing. Seriously?” He heard the feline speak, titling his stare in her direction as she summoned his attention once again. ”Psst. Do you know what you’re doing?” Shrugging, he simply pointed to the pack and more specially, the questions.

”Just answer the questions and you should be alright.” Looking down at his own handout the boy studied the questions briefly before picking up his pencil and quickly jotting down his name and group. Being a rather well-educated demon, Bugby showed little difficult in reading and writing as he answered each question, one after the other. It took little time at all before the demon had finished and sat his pencil and papers down against his desk.

"I am Etelka Lantos of the first group." He slowly turned to stare at the girl as she spoke; listening as he assumed everyone else was before shifting his focus onto the next demon who spoke up. "We are Hive, inmate of the group three variety." Almost immediately the boy lowered his gaze a little, pondering quietly to himself as a persistent irk niggled at the back of his mind. It seemed whenever Hive was near he got an unusual vibe of familiarity, but one he could not place his finger on. It annoyed him to no end and he couldn't shake off the feeling either.

Shooting a glance at Cleo, who seemed content in listening to what the others had to say, he too, kept silent and merely listened as the conversing progressed. Indeed, he was curious as to how their teacher would react.

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Character Portrait: Cleo Gardenia Character Portrait: Acacia Lance Character Portrait: Etelka Lantos Character Portrait: Shiore Furawa Character Portrait: Akumu Yume Character Portrait: Hive Character Portrait: Kou Usagi Character Portrait: Liliane Auringer Character Portrait: Sarah Rayne
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Liliane was quite interested in this challenge between student and teacher. She was eager to see the potential power of a senior mage in action. Before their quarrel got any further someone walked into the classroom saying he slept in and was a bit lost.

"I'll escort him to his room." She didn't want this person to be the reason to disrupt the clashing energy of Midora and Ichiro, that is if his intrusion didn't already ruin it already.

"You don't remember where your first class is?" Lili asked. It was the only thing the students had to memorize. If he hadn't even the mind to remember a classroom number then the demon was in for a difficult time here at the school.

As the two approached the class she could hear a raised voice. It sounded oddly familiar to Liliane. When she opened the door she immediately recognized the source of the voice.

“Why would we go along with your class? Besides, of course, the ever-present threat of being whipped or burned to a crisp? Etelka knows what I'm talking about, don't you?” A pause.“You see miss Rayne, outside of that, we don't know why we're here. Would you enlighten us?”

The class was so focused on the conversation most of them barely noticed Lili and Akumu as they entered the room.