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    OOC Sorry! I'll finish with this post and we can timeskip


    "I'm sure you don't want to know, even if you think you do." Viktor pulled a ruby out of his pocket and handed it to Christina. "Look into this stone. In time, you'll find the answers you need." Vik stepped away from the door and gave her a wink. "Talk to you later, darling." In a moment, he was gone. (Sorry, dead exhausted and low muse)

    OOC: No problem. Anything I can do to help with the lack of muse? Wouldn't want you to burn out on the second day xD


    In the morning, Kol felt... About the same as he had the night before. And he knew just what he was going to do. He didn't feel like an average demon, not aggressive or particularly angry. He just wanted to mess things up in the best way possible. he'd been so good for so long... And it was time to have some fun.


    Which was why he went to Ayumi in the morning with a flower and a smile. He knew that she thought he was attractive. He knew he could manipulate her easily. She had a demon inside of her...He just had to mess with it a bit. "Hi. Can I help you to your classes?"


    She wouldn't be able to tell the difference bettween his soul now and before, so he figured he was safe.

    Kol nodded and said "of course. I would love to." He brushed her hair off of her cheek and took her to her first class.


    Bast on the other hand, woke up Viktor by sitting on him and pawing his nose. "come on, wake up!" not that he could understand her annoyed yowl.

    Anya munched on an apple as she sat on top of her desk in her Math class. Now, while this wasn't really her class period, she decided to come in and tutor some of the other students having trouble. Anya didn't struggle in her classes; a perk of being an angel. Though, it was sad because she couldn't learn anything new. The only new matter she did learn was the nature of humans. So, tutoring wasn't so bad.


    And she had just finished up her last subject. Sighing, she glanced down at her homework, figuring she should do it. It wouldn't take long at all and the exercises were fairly easy. The angel huffed loudly, throwing the core into the trashcan before collecting her papers and shoving them unceremoniously into her backpack. She was what the humans called a backpack stuffer. Anya knew she wasn't organized, though never got around to trying to work on the bad habit of hers...

    OOC Nah, I'm just running on three hours sleep from last night and a day full of intense physical activity. Just a little brain-dead. Literally (almost figuratively [but quite literally])


    When Kara woke the next morning, she was deathly sore. Every muscle in her body hurt. It was as if someone had taken every muscle in her body and torn them to pieces. She groaned as she rolled out of bed, wincing as her feet touched the cold wooden floor. Even her toes were sore from darting back and forth to carry out various maneuvers.


    Rolling her shoulders, Kara squeezed her eyes shut to chase away sleep and immediately reached for the sheathed blade which she had kept next to her all night. She gazed at it for a moment, marveling at its beauty, before slinging it over her shoulder. She vowed to keep it with her at all times, even in the most ridiculous of places.


    She knew she must have looked odd entering the showers with a glowing blade, but luckily no one was around. After showering and changing into one of the few outfits she had brought from home, she headed downstairs for class.


    Kara had been so exhausted that she had slept through breakfast. Luckily, Christina (or some other kind soul) had left her a muffin on her bedside table. She nibbled on the slightly warm pastry as she descended the stairs that led to the dorms, wincing with every step. Her legs burned just from walking, and every time she lifted her arm above her shoulder, it felt like it was on fire. And this is just the beginning. She moaned to herself.


    Kara found her classroom quickly and hurried into the room before the flood of students arrived.




    Viktor rolled over in his sleep, swatting away the paw that kept prodding him as he slept. "Go away you blasted feline." He mumbled, sleep still covering him like a heavy blanket. "Five more minutes!" He whined, rolling over and pulling the pillow to shield his head from her assault.

    Kol brought her to math class and sat down next to Anya. "Hello, dear." She looked like an old friend of his. An old lover, really. With red hair and pale skin, she was thin and beautiful.... Kol hated it. Or at least in his demon form, he did. "I didn't know you had this class," said Kol with a smile, but he had to fight to keep it on. He went to whisper in her ear. "That's unfortunate. Luckily you won't be for long. How many bits do you think I can tear you into?"


    Then he smiled at his little japanese pseudo-girlfriend and said "I've never been good at math. You'd think, being older than Pythagreas himself, I'd be good, but...."

    If her wings could be out and seen, she imagined that they would be puffed up and raised. She imagined the growl that would erupt from her throat and her eyes glowing blue. That was how Anya reacted on the inside. Instead, Anya smirked over her shoulder at him. The red-head stood up, flinging her backpack over her shoulder. She had a free period today and probably would have stayed longer to help the teacher. However, Kol...something was different about Kol. She knew what it was. His soul was black, darker than the night before. On the tip of her tongue, there was a smart-*ss comment ready to fire. But, she knew it would end in a fight and that wasn't something she wanted. Anya left the classroom showing no signs of being shaken or scared. She just strolled out, murmuring an apology to the teacher.


    Reaching the hallway though, Anya narrowed her eyes. Kara couldn't work with him today. at least today. He might be better tomorrow...maybe. But not today. Why so soon though Kol? Why? Anya knew where she needed to go: the library. Books always had answers....right?

    OOC Arghh so tired. I'm gonna hit it for the night (its 11 here), but I'll try and come on in the morning a little and maybe noon my time. And the afternoon of course! I need some serious sleep though... *bows out*

    OOC: Alright goodnight! Get more than three hours of sleep!


    The books simply said that once the transition from angel to demon happened, it was a fairly quick process, only taking several months to complete. The process begun once a fallen angel was finally immersed in sin. It was like how humans could become lesser demons if they went to Hell, angels could become demons from going to Earth. The amount of evil was horrible for an angel's soul.


    If they were alerady bitter and angry, they'd most likely turn more quickly. If they were kind, good souls, it could even ttake hundreds of years to begin. But once it did, there would be horrible fits of pure evil and then times where the fallen angel was just as they had been before.


    Kol was in a fit of evil at that moment.

    OOC Don't kill anyone while I'm gone! *pets Kol on the head* "Nice fallen angel demon guy with anger issues."

    The~dusk~falls wrote:


    Kol brought her to math class and sat down next to Anya. "Hello, dear." She looked like an old friend of his. An old lover, really. With red hair and pale skin, she was thin and beautiful.... Kol hated it. Or at least in his demon form, he did. "I didn't know you had this class," said Kol with a smile, but he had to fight to keep it on. He went to whisper in her ear. "That's unfortunate. Luckily you won't be for long. How many bits do you think I can tear you into?"


    Then he smiled at his little japanese pseudo-girlfriend and said "I've never been good at math. You'd think, being older than Pythagreas himself, I'd be good, but...."


    "Do you need help?" Ayumi asked as she sat on Kol's other side, lightly brushing her dark hair back over her ear.

    "I would love your help," smiled Kol. He looked at her with those big, adoring eyes that he used to have as an angel. The eyes that had only really ever belonged to one person, but he could pretend that they belonged to her for a small amount of time.


    He didn't feel any guilt, that would have been too angelic.

    This was intoxicating. Manipulating her, like a puppet on strings. She was so easy, he could probably make her do whatever he wanted just by batting his eyelashes. "Thanks. You're incredible, you know that?"


    Ew, it was so mushy. But so fun.

    Anya was a quick reader; an experienced one at that. She could pick out the information from books quickly. It took her little time at all the devour the books she hoped would be a help to her. So far, she wasn't getting anywhere. Nothing told her how to stop it, let along slow it down. Now, the books somewhat assured her there might be a chance that this was merely phase of evil. He wasn't at that very moment pure evil. The Kol she met the first day here was somewhere inside.


    There was little to go off though. She barely knew the fallen angel. She didn't know who he was, where he came from, how he fell, or if he even wanted help. Groaning, the red-head leaned back against her chair and pinched the bridge of her nose. Many things ran through her head. Should she warn people about Kol's change? Maybe, though they would either not believe her or till stay by his side.


    Isn't that what she was doing now? But, what if Kol was fine the next day? Or maybe the next hour? Anya had no experience in training others so how would she prepare Kara? The question mad her head sin, something she knew humans would call a headache. Wow, angel getting a headache. That was fun. With a loud groan, she let her head thump against the book, face down.

    OOC: She's probably gonna want to kill him when she figures out what he's done to her XD The Wrath of the Kitsune will be unleashed 3:)


    IC: She turned her face away slightly in an attempt to shield her blush from his eyes. She had no idea why she reacted so obviously to him but at the moment she didn't really care.

    There. He'd caught her. So after class, he treated her nicely, took her to the lunchroom, and leaned down to kiss her softly. "Is....That okay? Was I reading things wrong?"


    All would be well if Anya didn't show up and Vik didn't tell her about his transition. Not that Viktor seemed to remember anything from Heaven anyway. He probably didn't know the difference between an angel Koliel and a demon Koliel anymore. Which was sad considering they'd really and truly been friends. A long time ago...


    The thought gave him pause. And then snapped him out of it. "Uhhhhhh," he said. Had he really just kissed her? Ayumi? And attempted to use her affections for some twisted motive? Who knows what woul dhave happened next... He hadn't been violent, he'd been purposefully emotionally horrible.


    "Uh," he said eloquently.