Posts by auri

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    OOC: Sorry low muse -


    Ring. Ring. Ring.


    A brunette male let out a groaned, covering his head with his pillow. It was time to wake up, at least normal people would. He was suffering from another headache once more and the alarm clock honestly didn't help. "Agh shut up, my head is ringing!" he grumbled, slamming his hand on top of the alarm clock, making the ringing sound stop. Sitting up, he winced as his headache amplified. "It's as if I'm suffering a hangover..." he muttered under his breath. He didn't want to deal with anyone too annoying right now, but knowing his "precious" friend Thirio, he'd just burst in here without a warning.


    He scowled at the thought. Why was he stupid enough to give him a spare key to his apartment? He frowned, finally deciding to get out of bed. Lightly holding his head, he walked towards the kitchen counter and opened a drawer. Painkillers. He needed them if he wanted to survive the day without dying from his headache. Taking two tablets out, he quickly put it in his mouth and then drank water from a glass. He thought he should probably take some painkillers now before Thirio bursted in unannounced. He sighed, lightly clenching his fist. "You know, someday I'm just gonna end up killing him." he muttered.


    However, as much as he wanted to do it, he knew he probably couldn't. The male was known to be his best friend, probably his closest companion. Despite the latter's annoying actions that usually tick off poor Luto, he didn't really mind as much as if someone else were to do it. He sighed once more, plopping onto the couch. He laid his head against the arm rest, a pillow beneath his head. He might as well enjoy his peace and quiet now before it'll be all destroyed. The male sighed, staring at the ceiling. It's been a while since he had lost his soulmate. It's also been a while since he had these migraines because of the event.


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    "Mochi! Dango! I'm leaving now!" Izumi had called out. As soon as she heard a response from the two animals — which was a rather tired mew and a bark that obviously pleaded to go with her — the female left the house in a rush. "Ahh, I'm so late! The children will be there already!" she muttered as she rushed to get to the preschool. Well, this wasn't a first for Izumi. After all, she was often late due to her need to help others. The last time this had happened, it was because a small child was lost.


    "I'm late! I'm late!" she muttered to herself as she continuously ran. For once, Izumi wasn't interrupted by a cry for help, but rather it was because the bed was holding her hostage. It was true though, the bed was extremely comfy at the time and refused to let her stand up. Hopefully some of the other staff were there. She might get herself scolded, but never fired. After all, she was one of the favorite teachers to the students.

    [img width=250 height=300]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…b478cc218260df51b7c61.jpg[/img][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 32pt; margin-top: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: white; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px black;]Kieru[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b]Female ★ 15 ★ Japanese[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; color: white; font-size: 6pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;]The female flinched at the sudden burst that came from their so-called teacher. It was like they weren't at school anymore but rather a military camp. She wasn't even sure if she appreciated the thought of that. The brunette looked around, seeing as people began to introduce themselves. She let out a sigh, assuming that it was rather mandatory to do as what she said. The female hesitantly stood up. "[b]Kieru Hinamaru... Ninjutsu is my specialty..." she muttered before quickly sitting down. Maybe she should have mentioned the fact she uses short swords and knives. It was rather too late now.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [align=center][img width=250 height=300]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…cc8264fd7656ed6e7bb67.jpg[/img][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 32pt; margin-top: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: white; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px black;][b]Ruki[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b]Male ★ 16 ★ Russian[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; color: white; font-size: 6pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;]The male was rather shocked to see such a strict female teacher, especially one who acted like someone who was training people in the military. He let out a quiet chuckle. This school never ceased to surprise him. He could already tell that he was going to have a fun time in this school. Even the classes didn't seem to be boring anymore, especially with this teacher yelling about. The male stood up. "[b]Ruki Volskov. Let's just say I like to surprise my opponents and that I'm rather fond of fire.

    " he said rather innocently before sitting down. He didn't want to reveal too much, after all, what's the fun in that? The element of surprise is one of the best strategies after all.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]
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    Jkjk -
    I'm sorry I had too.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -5px; margin-bottom: -15px; opacity: 0.30; text-align: center;]© run of the mill[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -5px; opacity: 0.00; text-align: center;]#millytemplate[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; height: 320px; width: 300px; font-family: times new roman; color: white; overflow: auto; text-align: justify;]— "Sera- don't you ever get tired of reading the same old books? I don't understand... isn't it boring?"




    The male blinked, a bit shocked at the sudden question. He thought back to the countless times he had reread most of these books, shrugging. "I mean, there are times when I'm not surprised or whatnot... but I guess you can say I don't really get tired reading books...?" he said. However, he wasn't really sure himself as to why he didn't find reading the books repeatedly to be a bore. Perhaps it was his lack of understanding about what the author wanted to convey, or maybe it was because of the many ideas the author wanted to convey. Either way, he too didn't understand as to why he had read the books numerous times.




    — "...Yes...books don't do much for talking... so they're nice."




    Seraphim shrugged. "Books are rather silent, but that doesn't mean they don't talk." Of course, he had meant that in a metaphorical way. "After all, they convey the author's feelings." He couldn't help but think that each book was a personal message from the author themselves. He's spent a rather long time surrounding himself with books. Heck, even within him laid thousands of books — the author to those books were left unknown to him despite arriving around the same time as those grimoires did. Of course, he didn't seem to mind. He was rather fond of a good mystery.




    — "How have you already read all of these... Sera... that seems like it would take years... Is that what your ability is?...Reading really fast? How dull...."




    The male let out a sigh. "That's not my ability. Me being able to read fast is most likely due to my memory." he said with a shrug. "It allows me to memorize anything with only hearing or seeing it once." However, that was just one of his few abilities. But because of the amount of magic capacity the grimoires took up, he was rather limited by the amount of magic he had. "Besides, I'm more of an informant to this guild than someone who would go out and fight." he said with a shrug. Of course, he was able to gather information on anyone and anything within the 40-meter radius. Thus the reason why when people need info, they often came to him.




    "It may not seem to be that much, but it's more than enough for me. When your magic capacity is limited, it's rather hard for a person to learn something useful for combat." Seraphim added rather nonchalantly. He didn't seem to mind the fact he wasn't cut out for combat. Heck, he'd rather stay in the guild, buried amongst the many books that rested upon the archives, than to go outside and participate in some act of violence.




    Im crying, Sera just sounded like my literature teacher for a moment.[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px transparent solid; height: 80px; width: 200px; font-family: times new roman; color: #F2F2F2; text-align: center; margin-top: -70px; text-shadow: 1px 1px black, 1px -1px black, -1px 1px black, -1px -1px black;]★ Seraphim ★
    HOLDER OF THE FORBIDDEN BOOKS[/fancypost]


    [c]trashie

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    I used to live in a sunny area where the heat was always around the 70s or higher.
    Now I'm just in a freezing place while suffering a fever.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -5px; margin-bottom: -15px; opacity: 0.30; text-align: center;]© run of the mill[/fancypost]
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    If it was just up to me -
    I'd stay inside all day.
    xD[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 0pt black; color: silver; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px; margin-bottom: +0px; letter-spacing: +2px; text-align: center;]A K U M A[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -5px; margin-bottom: -15px; opacity: 0.30; text-align: center;]© run of the mill[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -5px; opacity: 0.00; text-align: center;]#millytemplate[/fancypost]

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    The male automatically frowned the moment he had heard his friend entered. Luto sat up from the couch, his pale blue hues gazing upon the male who had just entered. Wonderful. He had arrived. "Thirio... Keep it down... you're making my head ring." he said with a groan. Despite having taken a few painkillers already, it has yet to take effect. After all, his head was still in tremendous pain and it really bothered him. "And yes, I am having another migraine and your loud and rather annoying voice isn't really helping it." the male retorted.


    Sighing once more, he ran a head through his brunette hair. Knowing Thirio, there was most likely something he wanted to ask him. "So? Why did you come here this time? I hope it's not to bother me with your nonsense." he said nonchalantly. Was it something about the gang? The whole reason he started the gang in the first place was because he was rather pissed. Eventually, the gang became a rather big group before he even realized it. It was quite a surprise for him, but a bit proud. Although, there was no way he was ever going to admit that.


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    Izumi panted as she stared up upon the school. "Made... it..." she muttered in between breaths. Fixing her messed up hair that had went out of place due to her run, she made her way inside the school. Normally people would be shocked to see such a young female to be working as a teacher at such an age. However, Izumi was rather good with kids after taking care of all three of her brothers. It eventually became a second nature to her to care for kids. Thus leading to the reason why she began working in the school.


    "Izumi!" a high pitched voice called out. The auburn haired female turned around, only to see one of her students. "Hello Suzi!" Izumi greeted with a bright smile. "What happened this time? Did you save a cat from a tree?" the small girl asked, her eyes sparkling. Izumi quietly laughed. "How about we head to class, hm? I'll tell you and the class a story." she said with a hum. The female took her hand and continued on to their way towards the class. Now what story should she tell the kids this time? They seemed to often like the one about her climbing the tree to save the cat, so maybe that one again?