School of Arcs where, your destined to become a great and mighty warrior

Angel glared at the other girl, her axe looking somewhat similar to that failed abortion, R.J. "What are you supposed to be, a lumberjack? Not a lot of people here use axes." She wasn't particularly concerned with making friends, and this girl seemed like the annoying tomboy type, not worth her time whatsoever.

R.J. unpacked in silence before looking up slightly when the door opened to reveal one of his new roommates, Remington or something like that. Being the overly shy giant he was, he simply gave a small, friendly wave and returned to unpacking. Despite his size, he actually had fewer bags than Angel, and most of them just contained clothes. One particularly large case held his axe though, its wide blade taking up a lot of space.

Amos walked into his dorm and set down his stuff. he had been here a few years before but nothong to much.After placing his stuff down he strated to walk around. His red eyes gazed around he smiled at some and looked around feeling his weapons press against his skin from within his shirt. Looking around he knew most people where in their dorms. He walked back into his and laid down his arms spread out. Now and days,the white haired man had been looking for a girl freind but no one in the last few years had caught his eye.

Ci walked back out to see if there was anyone else. She sighed pushing her purple hair behind her ear. Looking around for somehting to do,she always found the first day of school boring.

Ariana chuckled at the comment. "Sort of funny how you think that'd actually get to me." she says, before standing up and leveling a sharp, calculating gaze on Angel. She shoved her hands into her pants pockets.

R.J. looked away from Rengar again and finished unpacking, leaning his axe against the wall beside his bed, making sure the blade didn't scratch the paint. He stood to his full height of 7"3 and glanced around quietly, not quite sure of what else to do now. He was tired from the trip to the school but didn't feel like sleeping yet. This was his first year, his freshman year, and he wanted to see what this school was really like and if it was really as fun as Angel made it sound when she bragged about it during her summer at home. It seemed nice enough so far; he hadn't run into anyone who made any snarky remarks about how he looked, but then again, most people were too scared to speak to him anyway even though he was usually more scared of them than they were of him.

Angel's eyes narrowed, but a contrasting smile played across her lips. "You didn't answer my question. What are you supposed to be? I've only seen one other person besides you here with an axe, and that's my pathetic kid brother. He's supposed to be training to become a guard. As if he could ever accomplish anything." She took a step closer to the other girl and tilted her head, letting her usual faux innocent look show. Her silver eyes weren't as cold as they usually were when she was yelling at R.J., but they weren't holding any warmth either.

Miziku entered his dorm, his multicolored gaze meeting a girl. The dorms are mixed gender eh? He thought with a slight frown under his mask. He silently walked into the room getting a better view of the girl. She was really pretty. He shrugged laughing silently. He sat on a bed that he claimed his and brushed his fingers through his wild hair.

Aya entered her dorm with a sky smile. It didn't seem like anyone was in the dorm at the moment... She frowned yet set her luggage onto her bad, along with her Kitana.

(I hope its ok if i just start rping now.)

"Does it really matter what I am if I can kick your ass regardless?" Ariana said, smirking slightly and turning away from Angel as if to leave it off there. She stretched slightly, before flopping down onto her bed. "You're probably just an archer, angry that you can't lift an axe let-alone defend yourself against one."

Rengar glanced over at RJ. "Hey." he said simply, inspecting him quickly before looking away and stretching.

"Watch it tomboy," Angel hissed, crossing her thin arms. "What makes you think you'd could beat me in a fight, and why would you put the word 'just' in front of 'archer'? Archers have to have precision, discipline, coordination, patience, and skill, girlie, a lot more than you little axe-wielders have to have. It isn't hard to swing an axe; it's just like beating someone with a bladed baseball bad. My chihuahua could do it in her sleep."

R.J. nodded to him and glanced at the bedside table near his bed, noticing that one of the picture frames was turned over. He stood it back up carefully and then walked out of the dorm to see if Angel needed help unpacking or if she needed him to carry anything else inside. When he opened the door to dorm one however, he immediately regretted it. Angel was off on one of her rants, yelling at some poor girl who would have to share her dorm with her. When he was noticed by said sister, she spat out, "What do you want?" Her tone made him back up slightly and mumble his way through, "Is there anything else you need me to carry inside?" She just rolled her eyes and pushed a list into his hand before shutting the door in his face and returning to the girl she had been ranting at. The list consisted of all the bags she had brought, and only four were scratched out, meaning they were inside. There were five more to bring into her dorm.

Ci smiled at the man that entered. "Hey" she said with a smile her eyes bright as the light hit her face,shenarrowed her eye so she wouldnt become blind before she was 20. "My name is Ci." ci said with a grin holding out a small hand once he had put his stuff down.

amos walked back out and saw R.J,the person was taller then the red eyed man but he didnt mind. 'Whats that?" he asked gesturing to the list that she had put in his hands. He lightly slipped it out and nodded handing it back. 'i'm Amos,you are?...." he asked trailing off as he waited for the tall persons name he pushed his white hair out of his eyes.

"Miziku." He said taking her hand. This was one of the times he was really happy to have a mask, because his checks were turning bright red. He blinking lightly pulling his hand away. Of coarse being one of not many words, he didn't say anything else.

"Lemme tell you something." Ariana said, standing up. "If you think that you can get whatever you want with a little raising of the voice and a little pushiness, especially with me around, you've got a reality check coming your way, and it'll hit you like a goddamn train. And I'll be laughing the whole time." Ariana said flatly, not wavering in her tone, but letting a smirk cross her lips. She chose each word carefully and decisively, for maximum effect. "You'll get what's coming to you, and then you'll regret your pompous as hell attitude. Now I suggest you shut your trap before you end up sleeping on half a bed."

"R.J.," he mumbled, taking the list back. He watched the other male for a second before walking away to do his sister's bidding. If he didn't hurry with the five bags, he knew he'd get yelled at, and he preferred not to be reduced to sitting in a corner with his knees to his chest while being insulted and criticized. Walking outside, he spotted the five backs stacked inside Angel's car in the passenger's seat, which he had not been allowed to ride in and instead shoved off into the backseat, where he had to stretch his legs out across the floorboard and slouch forward in his seat to fit not-very-comfortably. He picked up each bag one-by-one until each one was either under an arm or hanging from one of his shoulders by a strap.

Angel grinned and shook her head. "Temper, temper. You're quite wrong actually. Even if I can't get you to do what I want, I'll still get whatever I want through R.J. He's such a manipulative baby I can get him to do whatever I want whether it's carrying all my shopping bags while I'm walking through the mall or running halfway across town just to get the color nail polish I want from a specific store. He'll do whatever I want him to."

Ci smiled and sat back on her bed. 'I'm sooooo bored!"

Amos watched "do you uh..Ned help?" he laughed seeing him holding all bags. He watched the dorm he was going to and opened the door and saw Angel and Ariana his eyes widened seeing Ariana,she was very pretty and looked strong. He kept his mouth shut afraid it would hang open he smiled lightly waiting for r.J. to walk through.

"That is, if you still have a head to talk with." Ariana said with a smirk, grabbing her axe and walking out of the dorm. She shut the door, then looked over at RJ.

R.J. quickly avoided meeting her gaze and opened the door once more, walking into the room without a word and setting the bags down carefully beside his older sister's bed. He cringed when she said, "Took you long enough, albino rat." He still kept quiet as he made his way back, stopping when he heard, "Did I say you could leave?" He sighed and closed the door as to keep the other two teenagers from watching his scolding and made his way back to her bed where she was sitting, her arms crossed and eyes narrowed, glaring coldly into his own dull red eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered for probably the fiftieth time that day, waiting for her to go off on one of her long rants she usually went on when she was really aggravated with him.

Amos growled his eyes narrowed. He took a deep breath and turned to the girl that was in the dorm (Ariana ) and sighed "You look upset" he said with his eyebrows raised in obvservation. "Whats has been going on in there...If you dont mind me asking." he didnt want to upset her and looked at her axe admirin the sharp points and silvery glow.

"My roommate is a dick." Ariana said bluntly, sighing. "But whatever, she'll get her's. What's your name?" Ariana leaned against the wall beside her dorm's door.

'Amos" he said with a smile and a slight laugh,ussaully he didnt enjoy name calling but it seemed true and it was quit funny. 'Yours?" he asked reaching in his shirt and taking out a gun to exmine it. "what about you?" he asked with a slight tilt of his head pushing his white hair back again so it didnt fall on his face and poke his eyes.

"Ariana." she replied simply, leaning on her axe and the wall.

R.J. walked back out of the dorm in the middle of their discussion with his head still low and eyes not meeting anyone's gaze, sliding past the two to go back to his dorm. Angel hadn't gone easy on him with the insults or teasing, and she had threatened to do something he'd rather not speak of if he made her wait like that again. At the moment, all he felt like doing was hiding in his dorm for the rest of the day--or at least until Angel gave him orders again--and lying on his bed with his pillow covering his face. Of course, if he did that and Angel walked in, he'd probably be suffocated.

Rengar was back inside the dorm by the time RJ walked in. Rengar looked over at RJ, realizing that something was wrong once the pillow went over RJ's face. "What's up?" he asked.