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Post by kensei on Nov 18, 2009 2:40:22 GMT -4
Heton just sat there half listening half thinking to himself for the remainder of the time lesson. Hardly even noticing the girl that had apparently just died, even Tensu raising her voice hardly hit his ears. He had heard legends of shingami while in Rukonagi, they could change there zanpakuto’s into something far different with abilities and it made them stronger. Up till now he had never believed it, but being here, having one, it was all different, his whole world was now different.
As the class was dismissed Heton slowly got up and walked out. He would have kept going lost in thought had it not been for a huge crowd asking there way to the cafeteria. “Just read the signs idiots.” He said pointing at the sign with the hilt of his sword. “How are people so stupid? Much less, how did some one so stupid get here.” He said walking threw them and ultimately making his way to the cafeteria. And he would have kept going aimlessly if it wasn’t for the school bully trying to take the new kiddies lunch money. Or at least, that’s how he saw it, and apparently a few more people.
Heton instantly hated this man, and he couldn’t stand watching as his two minions went for two of his fellow academy students. He drew his blade and rushed one of them, only as he was about to strike, the man was thrown back with strength and speed that Heton’s eyes could barely fallow as he felt the presence of two distinctly stronger riatsu pressures move at a speed that non of the new academy students could watch. It almost made his head swim feeling there riatsu go that fast. He had basic sensory down, but he had never had anyone move faster then 20 miles a hour, and the new sensation would take…. A little getting use to.
His sword connected with the floor, cracking the tile as he turned around and stared at Nero. He could tell he liked him already, the instant urge to protect those who would otherwise be victims, it reminded him so much of himself. And the one called Akihiko, well, he was the kind of man Heton hated the most. At least most of the insane murders had lost all there mind, but guys like him knew what they where doing, they used people, they hurt people just for kicks, and they where sane. If they could be called that.
He let out a sigh and sheathed his sword as the gang of would be thieves left. “You best get use to me defending others.” He said looking at the hilt of his blade, obviously talking to his zanpakuto. He turned around and looked at the girl who was about to be attacked by the other thug, she seemed fine, maybe even more then fine as she ran after Tensu and the new students saviors, if they could be called that. He let out another long exaggerated sigh and said. “Its going to be a looong six years.” As he slowly made his way to the cafeteria.
(OOC: Not the best. Sue me?)
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Post by GoldenKitten on Nov 19, 2009 13:09:28 GMT -4
In the aftermath of the little spitting match most of the students were left standing around with uncertainty until they began to filter toward the cafeteria behind the woman pulling Amanohara. In that short instant a tall boy who looked younger than the two other students from before (though in Soul Society age and appearance really had nothing to do with one another) appeared between where Keiori and Heton were standing, bent at the knees. He had short spiky black hair and was of traditional Japanese origin, wore large black sunglasses and sported the most massive set of headphones the world had ever seen which were currently playing Viking metal so loud anyone close could hear. One might notice he had the same patch the others from the “Disciplinary Committee” had.
He stood in between them bobbing his head and beat boxing in rhythm to the music while looking back and forth between the two until they paid attention (or didn’t) along with several other people he had appeared amongst. Though it might have been hard to tell for most of these first day students since their senses were horrendous at best he was virtually non-existent. Even standing amongst them blasting his music his actual stature amongst them could hardly be felt, even a member of the Gotei 13 would probably have had trouble feeling him if he hadn’t specifically been trying to be obvious. He waited until one of the two paid attention to him, waved nonchalantly and then disappeared, reappearing behind Heton.
He whispered in his ear in a serious deep voice, “You might be wondering how I did that. I’ll tell you…”
He reappeared in between them standing straight up, he ripped his headphones off letting them drop down his neck and spread his arms upward toward the sky while stomping his right foot, “I AM A NINJA!!! THE STUPENDOUSLY WONDERFUL NINJA BOB!!!”
Bob was looking them over and then began snapping his head back and forth while squinting his eyes and making ‘Ahhhh—ooohhhh----ahhhhh---hmmmmm—AHHHH!!!’ sound. He pointed across toward Heton, “And the stupendously brilliant and wonderful ninja Bob saw what you did boy.” And then he pointed toward Keiori, “and you too girl.” And then he pointed toward Ai who was a long way off by now and could barely be seen nor likely had any idea what was going on behind her, “AND YOU TOO!!!!”
“It’s a shame…a damned shame. THE STUPENDOUSLY BRILLIANT, AMAZING AND WONDERFUL NINJA BOB DOES NOT APPROVE OF ALL THIS PROPOSED VIOLENCE!!! TO THE CORRECTIONS OFFICERS WITH YE!!!"
He pointed out at both them and then brought his hands forward as if he was a band instructor issuing them forth. Taking long exaggerated steps he moved forward but kept snapping his head back over his shoulder giving the two dirty looks until they followed him. If they didn’t, well he was a ninja, and ninjas had ways to make you follow them even if you didn’t want too.
Ahead the girl with red hair had let go of Amanohara who was rubbing her neck and following calmly. The girl had the proper markings of a superior and given the previous situation Amanohara had no real reason to doubt her, and Amanohara knew fighting your superiors verbally or physically was a bad idea when it came to advancement, so she just followed on. The girl turned about halfway to the cafeteria and spotted Ai, she simply made a motion with her hand as if the girl could come join them at the same time she seemed to see the situation behind them and shook her head before turning around. They made their way in relative silence to the cafeteria other than the girl telling them that, “My name is Laurie, Vice-Chairmen of the Disciplinary Committee.”
Back to more important things, namely Bob’s Excellent Adventure, Bob was now skipping along and the music accompanying them had switched to dance. As the group as a whole drew closer to the cafeteria the smell of food wafted over them. It wasn’t anything particularly appetizing but it wasn’t going to make you hurl either, Bob seemed to think differently though.
“Do you SMELL that?!! THAT’S TACO’S!!! TACO DAAAAAY!!!!”
Bob began spinning around and then performed a flawless moonwalk in front of them all, even tipping his imaginary hat.
“Mhmmm doin the Taco Dance. Michael Jackson style. Mhmmm, ooooh ya, TACO’S. MICHAEL JACKSON. DANCE. STYLE!!!” He then began moonwalking backwards toward the cafeteria while making the sound a train would make.
He suddenly stopped and his face lit up as if he had just had an epiphany, “Michael Jackson.” He said slowly, “What-if…” he began methodically, “Michael Jackson….became a shinigami?”
Wasting no time he ripped his tanto-sized blade from his hip and held it into the air, “FONDLE, COMPENSATED MOLESTATION!!!”
Bob paused for a long time and then let out an “Allllrrriiiggghhhtttt” before whipping back toward the cafeteria while sheathing his blade, “For TACO’S!!!”
A half-minute later and they had all made their way into the cafeteria that was not only large but also packed to the rim. Easily twice the size of the room Kuatura had delivered his speech in and filled with nearly fifty long tables and several hundred students it dwarfed anything that they had seen up until now. Of course that didn’t make it particularly awe inspiring, in the end it was just a big room packed with lots of people and lots of noise, rather annoying if that wasn’t your thing. Laurie directed Amanohara and Ai toward a table, Bob shuttled Keiori and Heton toward the same table, whether those two wanted to or not.
Already sitting at the table was Nero and another woman who despite looking older with black hair tied into a bun and big-rimmed glasses (a very teacher look) sported the students clothing. There seemed to be other reserved seats at the table (which bore the committees seal on its top) but they were not there. Once the students had been funneled to the opposite side of where the two members were sitting and had taken a seat Laurie proceeded to the opposite side and sat next to Nero and Bob walked to the end of the table and proclaimed while pointing toward the ceiling.
“Bob shall now go get some tacoey goodness up in this bitch!” He pointed both his fingers at the rest of the people sitting at the table and shuffled them back and forth, “Maybe Bob gets you some tacos too if you concede his awesome ninja skills Laurie.”
She just gave him an annoyed look and said, “Go get the food Bob.”
Bob’s shoulders sagged and he pouted, “Awww…Bob is sad.” Before disappearing instantly, Bob apparently liked disappearing, because disappearing was cool…and ninja-ey. Ninjas were awesome.
Left alone now the two girls stared the group of four down while Nero fiddled with some puzzle-box in his hands. Despite not seeming to readily pay attention one couldn’t help but feel he was observing everything that was going on, not just them, everything within his senses reach. After a briefly awkward silence the older looking girl spoke out.
“Don’t worry to much, you’re not in trouble…for now. I am Momo of the Disciplinary Committee. Every year when a new class comes in its our job to spot anyone who might go making trouble around here, that’s why we let Akihiko go as far as he was allowed to, to provoke a response. Seems our members have picked you out as the troublemakers.”
She raised her hand before anyone could speak and something behind her eyes suggested they should listen and shut up, “This isn’t saying your bad people or thugs like Akihiko. There are all kinds of troublemakers, being overly righteous and trying to start a fight with every jerk you meet can cause just as many problems as being the jerk in the first place, you understand?” She waited for their responses, it clearly wasn’t a rhetorical question, “That’s why we disciplinary committee members are here, to stop people like that. If every student went around trying to solve problems using brute force this school would be in chaos. If you have a problem just turn the other cheek and then bring the issue to us, that’s our job.”
“TACOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSS!!!!” Bob yelled out shocking everyone including the serious Momo and even getting a slight glance from Nero into looking up as he stood high at the end of the table holding two massive plates of at least five dozen hard-tacos and other assorted drinks and goodies. He set one plate down in front of the group, and then set one at the far end far out of their reach. He proceeded to sit next to and guard over them like a dog and growl at anyone who even looked at them.
Momo seemingly used to this behavior just turned back to the group, “So, before you eat I want all of you to promise that you will do everything in your power to stay out of trouble, and if you do have a problem your going to bring it to us and not try to deal with it yourself. Promise?”
“Like a viiiirggin!!!?” Bob squealed in a high voice from where he was sitting.
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Post by Darkoda on Nov 19, 2009 23:19:26 GMT -4
Ai thought she heard a faint yell, but couldn't make out a word of it. It was likely unimportant anyway, no one could be insane enough to make trouble with the people who enforce the rules so close by. Onto more important matters, she had managed to get her reiatsu firmly locked in check again, and she needed to make sure it stayed that way. A killer intent when aggravated was one thing, but people would notice if someone's reiatsu constantly felt like one was standing in the presence of a sadist murderer.
The cat-girl had put Tensu down at some point during Ai's dash after them, and the cat girl had noticed her presence and waved her over to follow. That was either good or bad, and considering the situation, Ai was leaning more on the latter, but then, might as well get it over with. If she wanted to yell at them, she could feed them to, and free food was worth tuning out somebody. She should start calling her by name and not cat girl now though, since she actually mentioned it.
The cafeteria was packed with the most people Ai had ever seen in one place in her whole life. And they were all noisy and a good chunk of them messy. Like home, but more crowded and a lot more food
She saw two other people in her class - she couldn't remember their names right now, but she knew that the high reiatsu girl had a last name that was very familiar, starting with T..... maybe food will jog her memory. The other guy was irrelevant. - anyway, they were walking with a tall guy wearing giant sunglasses, and some odd contraption that was making a horrible, screeching sound. Maybe it was a torture device? Nero and an old, teacher looking woman was sitting there too.
The sunglasses guy - Bob he said his name was, while talking in third person - vanished after hammering in Ai's mind that he was thoroughly insane. He also left a miniature moment of silence, while the committee did....whatever, Nero wasn't even looking at them, and Ai and likely everyone else was thinking about Bob. Eventually, bun lady finally got around to speaking.
So, they were apparently in the same league as rich boy? Ai certainly took offense to that, but the bun lady was also a scary lady, so Ai actually waited for her to finish before muttering. "I am not overly righteous. I simply don't like the thought of actually humoring someone with nothing better to do than to harass people he believes to be much weaker than himself." Honestly, if you wanted a fight, go fight someone who could fight back. Worse, he was just greedy. At least Ai could truthfully say that she didn't steal for no reason.
When she mentioned turning the other cheek, Ai gave up on her. What kind of idiot would do something so moronic? When someone wronged you, you either hit back harder or ended up someone's bitch, or dead. Ai personally preferred the latter; at least that way she kept her dignity.
“TACOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSS!!!!”
Ai's eyes snapped up at Bob's location, his yell jarring her more than she would like to admit. Just how did he get so close for so long? This was worrying, a crazy guy had enough skill to sneak up on her. She really needed to do some extra training, the only person that was supposed to be sneaky like that was her! At least he brought food. Lots of food.
"I promise to try to stay out of trouble." Ai replied, contemplating if bob would bite her for trying to grab a taco. It was the most she was willing to give, especially since try was a very loose term. She knew that if she got into what they called trouble, she wasn't coming to them first. Or preferably ever. But first, a burning question.
"Hey Bob, what is that thing around your neck playing that screeching, demonic noise?"
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Post by kensei on Nov 20, 2009 3:46:38 GMT -4
Heton would have just kept walking, but apparently Ninja Bob had other plans. He looked down at him and shook his head. “You look like a weirdy.” He said with a cockeyed look, a long finger pointed at him and a stance that Jim Carrey would approve of. But that’s when he disappeared and reappeared behind him, Heton couldn’t pick up any riatsu trail from him, he might as well be a stray cat in a large city. He was not even a blimp on his riatsu radar.
“I bet your wondering how I did that. Ill tell you..”
“I’d rather you didn’t.” He said looking back at him right as he vanished and once again reappeared between him and Keiori. “What the hell are you doing.” He whispered before he began his little gloat about him being a awesome ninja and what not. Then he started to make weird sex noises. “Your not gonna ninja rape us are you?” He as looking at while taking a regular stance.
He rolled his eyes as he started to do, well, he wasn’t quite sure. This guy obviously had some form of a mental disorder, and whatever it was it was severe. “Yes, I protected someone who was about to be attacked by some giant henchmen. Sue me. Wait what? To the? God damn you ninja boy!” He said as he fallowed him. “The great ninja Bob, needs to leave the wonderful Heton alone.” He said with an obvious fake cry.
But, like many first impressions that, the one he had of Bob was wrong. He could tell, it was tacos, tacos, the one thing that kept Heton alive while he was wounded to the point most people should have died. NO! It was not the amazing doctor, and the wonderful healthcare he had, it was the tacos that they feed him. Yes.. It had to be the tacos.. And just when a second impression shouldn’t be able to get any better, it did. HE MOONWALKED, FLAWLESSLY! “Oh my god.” He said poking Keiori. “He actually is awesome.”
“Cannot resist urge! Must join in!” He said as he turned around and did a moonwalk for a second before turning around and fallowing normally. “If Michael Jackson became a shingami I would shit myself!” He said looking at him like he was crazy. “Michael Jackson, a shingami. That is insane. Shingami robes are not stylish enough for him… Wait, is he white or black now that he is dead?” He put one finger on his chin while thinking and fallowing the great ninja Bob. Hey so what if Heton was killed before Michael Jackson was around? He had heard of him plenty, and had even met his grandfather. He knew a lot about modern things, he liked to stay informed about the world as it is and how its changed since he knew it.
After a bit more walking ninja Bob sat the down at a table, he pulled his sword out and put it between his legs. Odd as it may seem to everyone else, he didn’t like it on his side when he sat down, it felt off to him. Right after Bob left he pointed at him and said. “Bob is quite the interesting guy. I hope the rest of the academy is at least duller then him.” He said with the shake of his head. As cool as Bob may be, Heton could only stand one. After he heard the “Don’t worry your not in trouble” part he let out a sigh and said. “Alright! So that means its just me and Nero and five girls!” He clapped his hands and smiled at the group. “Wait what?” He said as he heard the last of her sentence.
He let her finish the ender of her statement and said. “Well I’m sorry, but I will not stand back and watch as those bastard hurt innocents! I will not just stand by and let others be robbed or injured by them!” He slammed his hand on the table, taking on an extremely serious side that rarely came out. “If we ran to you to come take care of everything, then there are going to be victims. That’s the problem with law enforcement, there always has to be a victim! If I see someone attacking or hurting a innocent you can bet your ass I’ll stop it from happening. Do what you like to me.” But as he finished this Bob reappeared with tacos. “I hope you are going to get seconds.” He said jokingly. “I can promise you this, I’m not going to start anything, but I WILL protect any innocent harm is coming to.” He stood up and bowed to everyone. “Are we done?”
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Post by Zhiel on Nov 20, 2009 9:21:23 GMT -4
Keiori stopped in her tracks as she heard the tell-tale sound of a sword being sheathed, in her fit of anger she had not noticed Heton drawing his zanpakutou, but now noticed him as she turned around. “You best get use to me defending others.” The guy said, speaking while looking down at his swords hilt. Keiori couldn't help but raise a brow at this, sure you would eventually learn to communicate with your zanpakutou if what they had said was true, but she doubted there would be any semblance of sentience in them this soon, not to mention how ridiculous it looked when he spoke out loud too it. 'What a moron... Wait, he had his sword drawn... Was he planning on attacking one of them? How careless...' She thought as she sighed, not realizing the hypocrisy in it as the amount of reiatsu she had put in her fist earlier would have done more damage than Heton's sword could have.
The guy then continued walking toward the cafeteria, and Keiori waited slightly allowing him to catch up to her. “Its going to be a looong six years.” he commented to himself, Keiori started walking while keeping a meter distance between the two. "Definitely, even more so if you so carelessly draw your sword. You know, you should really try to-" She started her sentence teasingly, but was about to add a serious suggestion to it about how inappropriate it was to use a sword against someone who wasn't armed, or at least not ready to defend themselves against a weapon. But she was cut short by the sudden appearance of a new guy. Though it was not so much that she noticed HIM, as how she noticed the noise coming out of his headphones which made her look down, and with a surprised "GAH!" she backed off a few steps. Just how did he get so close without her noticing? Sure she wasn't one for sensing reiatsu, but she had never relied on this sense either and instead relied on her natural five senses to spot people, and it had served her well enough up until this point. She was about to ask who he was and what he wanted, when she noticed the patch on his shoulder identifying him as a member of the Disciplinary Committee, oh just great...
Of course, logically thinking the one in trouble here were the guy beside her, not her. She had not drawn her sword, and she had been one of those who the thugs had been going for directly. Was she to just stand there like a maiden in distress? Screw that. Thinking this she simple turned her head to the front and tried to ignore him as he kept bobbing his head back and forth while boxing the air in-front of him to the 'rhythm' of his 'music'. That stuff would give her a headache eventually... Then suddenly the sounds came from slightly farther behind, and curious with what he was up to she turned her head to look, seeing him just behind the moron and seemingly whispering into his ear, though she couldn't tell what was being said due to the noise coming from his headphones. She could clearly hear the morons response however, which made her even more curious about what had been said yet she knew it was none of her business...
She turned her head back to the front in an attempt to ignore the idiot-duo, but the guy was suddenly beside her again and this time stood up straight as he ripped his headphones off and shouted for all his might, or so it seemed. “I AM A NINJA!!! THE STUPENDOUSLY WONDERFUL NINJA BOB!!!” Keiori couldn't do more than stare wide-eyed at the guy as she covered her ears with the palms of her hands. That hurt... Having stopped upon being shouted in the ears Bob was now a few steps in-front of her and the moron, as he turned straight around and began to snap his head between them as he made 'recognizing' sounds, like if he realized something, or a lot, or was just a moron and a freak, before he stopped with a louder 'AAAAH!' This provoked a absurd but hilarious response from the moron beside her, she couldn't help but snicker upon hearing it but was unable to say anything as Bob once again spoke, pointing at the other guy as he said he "saw what he did"... As she guessed he was in trouble, but why he seemed insistent on annoying her as well was confusing, up until he pointed at her and said the same thing. "What!? You-" She said, but was cut short as Bob turned right around and pointed off into the crowd ahead of them and shouted once more. "AND YOU TOO!!!!"
Ok, this guy was officially a nutjob... She had no idea what he was up to anyways, but she was soon to find out as he began to speak to them once more before he, once again, began to shout loudly. Oh great, let the entire academy know why don't ya..? Keiori couldn't help but sigh deeply at how annoying this guy was, but luckily (for her) it wasn't the kind of annoying that pissed her off, much anyways. Seeing no other options she followed a few meters behind the guy, though she couldn't help but retort a bit, "What, you're not gonna tell me you know 'what I did last summer' as well are you?" Whether he responded or even heard her, she couldn't tell. Instead he asked them a question, though it turned out to not be a question as he immediately continued, and began to shout about tacos... And then he began to make all manners of strange motions and mumbling some messed up words. The look on Keiori's face as she watched this scene was, without a doubt, priceless... She then noticed someone poking her on the shoulder, prompting her to look to her right as the moron from earlier spoke, saying how Bob "really is awesome", whereupon he imitated the freak. Keiori only sighed helplessly as she followed behind the two idiots. One could almost thing they were brothers, though if anyone knew that similarities did not make someone related, it was her. "Sure, and you're just as much of a moron as he is." She commented as they walked into the large LARGE cafeteria.
And as they walked, following behind the 'great ninja bob' she noticed they were essentially being dragged toward a table with a giant mark on it's surface. She had followed willingly at first, seeing no reason to make things worse, but then she noticed how the white haired girl who looked like her sister sat at the table as well. This was of course a chance to finally ask, but she found herself terrified rather than relieved, which showed on her face and as she froze up. However Bob made her go there regardless of what she wanted and as she stood by the table, she reluctantly sat down, consciously placing herself to the right of Heton so there was two people between her and Amanohara. Despite this her eyes kept being drawn to the other girls face, and then quickly shifted back to looking down at the table, one might think she was embarrassed for the situation at all, but then one could just as well be blind as Amanohara seemed to be the only thing she payed attention to. Though this was mostly true, it was only because there was complete silence around the table and the moment Momo began to speak she actually looked up at the woman for a moment, before her eyes once again shifted to her would-seem-to-be sister, and then back at the table again, rinse and repeat.
When Momo called them troublemakers however, she froze up and though it was slight her reiatsu shifted slightly as if ready to burst out into a violent inferno at the slightest notion. Like Ai she took offense at being called a troublemaker on the same level as Akihiko, but unlike Ai she was not afraid of Momo and actually got out a "WHAT!?" Before she noticed the woman held up a hand as if saying "I'm not done yet", and even though she was furious, she had enough sense to at least let Momo finish her sentence. As she listened to Momo explain the situation, she overheard the girl in the middle mention she was not 'overly righteous' but rather disliked being preyed upon. Keiori could relate to that, quite a bit in fact. "Humph..." was Keiori's response to this, which followed with a stare of unbelief as Momo told them to "turn the other cheek". Oh right, she was just going to let them do as they wished and go run to the "big important protectors". Yeah right.
Then without pause Bob was there once more and yelled out over the entire cafeteria. "TACOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSS!!!!" Just like everyone else at the table Keiori was shocked and nearly fell out of her seat, whatever reiatsu she had unconsciously been building up disappeared immediately. After almost a minute of silence Keiori sat up straight and stared straight at Momo, with an obvious tint of anger in her face, though she remained silent while the moron beside her spoke and though his way of seeing things wasn't wrong or anything, the way he said it made it sound so cheesy... "I will not promise anything, you do not seem reliable as 'protectors'. Because if you did, that Akihiko would not have dared to act the way he just did, you clearly aren't doing your job... Then again, you're not that great of an example about not resorting to violence either." She said all of this with a calm voice though her anger was obvious, and her last sentence was clearly aimed at Nero and Laurie.
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Post by end on Nov 20, 2009 18:24:08 GMT -4
Elizabeth slid her tray beside Amanohara and took a seat, drawing the attention from the table. Elizabeth gave them a little smile and a wave and explained herself.
<Don't mind me, I'm just here for drama and tacos.>
Her statement didn't quite kill the tension, though it was dealt a heavy wound. She looked at the Taco-bearing Bob with an inquisitive eyebrow. Obliging her, he threw three tacos at her tray with lethal power and accuracy where they somehow had imbeded themselves in the plastic without warping or damaging the tacos themselves. She gave him a thankful nod and with some effort extracted a taco.
<Please, continue. I'm nosy, not a busybody.>
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Post by GoldenKitten on Nov 24, 2009 13:37:15 GMT -4
Amanohara didn't have to think long about what she would say before answering. Unlike the others here she had figured out why she had been picked up even before sitting down and though it never felt good to be reprimanded she understood the sense and direction they were coming from. They weren't pointing out the troubles that these students could cause so much as the troubles that could be inflicted upon them. If the previous display of power was anything to go by they were miles ahead of them in terms of strength and likely so were their possible foes such as Akihiko. So they weren't just trying to stop them from furthering issues but also trying to save them from a humiliating and dangerous defeat. Beyond that as Amanohara had already pointed out getting into a confrontation with a superior was not a good way to advance in the world, regardless of if she could follow this promise to the letter it was better to maintain the appearance of compliance.
“Of course I promise.” Amanohara said in an agreeable voice at pretty much the same time the rest of them answered, some of them longer than others and none as nice as her though Ai consented.
This caused a string of stares amongst the committee members and students while Momo just looked annoyed, but at the same time as if she had expected the disagreement. After a long silence of her staring down the two who had denied a promise, one of which, the girl, was getting perhaps the most vile stare you had ever seen from Laurie, Momo responded.
“If thats how it has to be. Then...” and she said all this very calmly as if she had not taken offense to their words, “How do you feel about a little bet? I challenge any of you here or who we might yet find today and disagree to this promise to a duel, I will even contact your teacher so that you may keep your zanpaktou into the afternoon hours today. If you and the rest of the students who will not consent to the rules of this school can beat me then you may do as you wish, if not then not only will you make the promise I just requested but you will all sign up for supplementary 'Ethics and Leadership' courses, three times a week for your entire first year. This will take place at the theatric pavilion fifteen minutes after the end of todays classes and there is no need to worry, several teachers will be on hand to make sure this is a fair spar. If you do not show up then I will assume you have changed your mind and agreed to this promise meaning that should we catch you breaking it in the future your punishment will be twice as harsh. Those of you who have agreed need not show up.”
It was then that Elizabeth showed up and broke the tension a bit. Amanohara just looked at her for a moment as she started to feel a bit followed after the girl had been watching her before and now chose to sit right next to her but she said nothing. Seeming to follow the course of alleviation after Bob's taco blade Ai questioned him on the nature of his headphones Bob turned to her and for a moment gave a look as if he thought SHE was the one who was insane though with his glasses it was hard to tell. He grasped the headphones which were once more back to playing metal, this time 80's speed and raised them high above his head.
“These?” he took a dramatic pause, “THESE ARE A MOUTH TO THE METAL GODS!!!”
He jumped backward and started singing in a perfect recreation of the voice, because Ninja's were master vocal replicators, “I CAN SEE MY FUTURE!!! WRITINGS ON THE WALL!!! LEGEND IN MY LIFETIME!!! STORIES WILL RECALL!!! ---BADASS NINJA!!!!”
The fact that the majority of the people in the cafeteria went on eating suggested this was a rather normal occurrence. Laurie simply responded, “Yes, yes, sit do -” she paused, “Wait...what writing on the wall?”
Bob sat back down and simply stared at the nearest wall not deigning to respond to her. After several awkward stares they returned back to what they were doing, they might have noticed Momo never stopped giving them her neutral glare the entire time though. With what she had to say said she motioned her hand off, “You may go then, I shall see you later...or if you come to your senses, preferably not.”
“BOB!!!” someone yelled out from behind, if they turned to look they would find...Bob.
The Bob at the table looked up, “BOB!!!”
They both looked at each other and yelled in unison, “BOB!!!”
The Bob who was standing suddenly shifted into shadow and then quickly went through a series of after-images before merging with the Bob who was sitting who then raised his hands in a faux martial-arts stance, “The Stupendously Brilliant Ninja Bob shall continue to astound you.” before he went back to eating tacos.
“Uh...ya...s-s-so here are some more.” Another voice sounded out from behind them and a short, scrawny little man who was half hunkered down appeared from behind where the shadow Bob had been, he was also wearing the committees badge except his had red highlights for some reason. Behind him were six other students, it seemed obvious that like their own group these were first years probably brought for the same reason due to their slightly apprehensive aura and facial expressions. Observing now it seemed that the other first year classes must have been let out as nearly triple the amount of people that had been here before were forcing their ways in through one of the multiple entrances. Momo's expression went a little softer now.
“Well it appears we have other business to attend to, if you could please give them your seats and move on. You can make off with the food you claimed if you wish, not as if we will be eating it and the lines are getting long already.” She cocked her head to the side and smiled at them, considering her eyes were still staring holes through every one of them like a dead person it was a kind of creepy effect.
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Post by Darkoda on Dec 3, 2009 1:04:41 GMT -4
Ai took in the silent staring contest with stride - it didn't particularly concern her, just the other two who couldn't tell when it was best to not say what you really feel. It wasn't as if they had to even lie; all Ai said was that she would try, which she would. Minutely. Granted, that most likely wasn't what Momo had in mind, but she wasn't breaking the letter of her deal, and that was the extent that she cared about it. Being controlled never really suited her.
Momo's proposal to settle the score was quite intriguing however. Despite her not needing to participate, a chance to actually test her sword skills against an experienced Academy member would be a proper measure of how strong she could get with some more practice on how to wield her reiatsu for something instead of just silencing it. That ethics course punishment was frightening though....she knew what ethics were and more importanly, knew that she didn't have any. Getting bored to death by someone lecturing her on something that she would freely disregard on a moment's notice wasn't her idea of useful.
But then I'm just tagging along for my own amusement, as long as I'm not competing for freedom from the promise, the failure option shouldn't stick either. I would just need to specify that. Plan of action is a go!
On the matter of the odd screeching equipment.....Bob's answer wasn't particularly helpful, except in confirming his insanity. Although Ai really had no doubts about that, guys like him are likely why no one called her insane. If anyone compared me to that guy they would have a dagger stuck somewhere very unpleasant. Repeatedly
The latest member of the Disciplinary committee distracted her from her thoughts long enough to note the new students, while trying very hard to ignore the demon doll start that she was getting from Momo. At her hint that they could go and take the food, Ai was gone, along with the plate of food. It was just that empty doll smile, it wasn't as much scary as it was flat out creepy It reminded her far too much of the other people she saw that look on, and they all turned out to be ax-crazy psychopaths under that fake smile and manners. And coming from her, that meant something.
She noted that by taking the food and dashing off, the others would likely follow her. That meant that she needed to find a table with enough space....... a table with five free chairs at the end, good enough. At least she got them seats anyway, she just needed them to hurry over there so that she didn't need to give her own I'll-kill-you-in-your-sleep-smile to everyone who came by. At some point, she also really needed to ask Tensu what that weird contraption on Bob's head was.
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Post by kensei on Dec 3, 2009 16:28:37 GMT -4
Heton glared at memo for a while before saying. “How pathetic, you are going to try to stop, and criticize violence with violence. Your just setting a double standard that keeps you on top, all this is about is that you just want to remain on top, you want to be the top dog that everyone comes to. But fine, I will accept your challenge. See you then.” He said before walking off to grab a single taco.
He leaned against a doorway as he ate it before walking over to a table that several fifth year students where sitting at. He slammed his hand on the table and smiled. “Howdy ladies and gents. I have a proposition for you, you come outside and run full blast around me for the day after each class and I’ll be your lackey for a month and pay you handsomely.” And amazingly, he wasn’t lying. He just stayed there looking them all in the eye.
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Post by Zhiel on Dec 5, 2009 18:42:36 GMT -4
Though she had not really been thinking about it beforehand Keiori did note how the girl who looked like her sister was quick to agree, something that her sister would have done in circumstances like these. And in addition to that, her sister was often the first one to spot things others wouldn't, such as a hidden reasoning or implied meaning. Everything pointed toward her being Amanohara... And yet she did not seem to have noticed her at all... Maybe she was just too hopeful, but she did not have the courage to ask... Despite this Keiori continued with her own response like if nothing had happened, though there was a strange pause mid-sentence, the rest flowed out like if it had been practised.
The result was a stare-contest, of which Keiori refused to budge at all, and as Laurie gave her an intent stare most likely due to what she had implied earlier, she stared back. After a long silence and lots of endless staring, Momo began to speak again, her voice as calm as ever. Turning her attention back to the comitee member who seemed to be the leader Keiori was slightly surprised she was not yelling at them like most people of similar groups would to people who did not want to agree with them. Of course, yelling would do little and while Keiori wasn't unreasonable she would not give up her freedom over a few words. What Momo suggested instead however surprised Keiori even further.
A bet? Normally she'd be all over this as she would much rather fight this stuck-up bitch than be trampled on, but what she added to the losing conditions... Made her seriously doubt it was worth the risks. Sure she could just sit through the lessons and not listen, but she got the feeling that would just give her more trouble than it was worth, and all in all classes that was entierly theoretical in nature gave Keiori big headaches. Sure there was nothing BAD about ethics, it was the classes themselves she abhored. Despite her hot-headed nature she was already thinking this was a bad idea, and the fact that she challenged ALL of them, which potentially meant she would fight them all at the same time, meant she was confident in her abilities. And given the previous display of power by other comittee members, though brief, it did give Keiori some clarity into what she was about to get involved in... Perhaps a strategic retreat would be the best option.
Honestly though, she had to thank her lucky star for Bob's sudden interuption earlier, otherwise she'd be a powderkeg seconds from exploding by now, his shout having completely taken her out of her "angry mode". This did not mean her head was completely clear however, as was obvious with how she kept eyeing Momo and Laurie while reaching for a taco, before she began to eat it slowly, ignoring the girl who spoke strangely, and Bob's 'explanation' of his headphones, all the while continuing to eye the two girls opposite to her aggressively. She continued to do this, until Momo spoke again and with what Keiori saw as a prime example of 'stuck-up'ism' essentially called them idiots. What remained of her taco was suddenly shattered as Keiori clenched her fists in rage, luckily there had not been enough of it left to really get on anyone. With a slam Keiori banged her palms on the table as she stood up and leaned forward to stare at Momo with intense anger as her reiatsu began to swirl violently and uncontrollably around her.
Perhaps it was irony, but just as she was about to shout in Momo's face a familiar voice shouted "BOB!", it sounded like Bob himself which confused her as she could see him in the corner of her right eye. Yet as she turned to look, just in time for both of them to shout in unison, Keiori saw the horror that was two crazy ninjas standing opposite of each others, before the new Bob turned into a shadowy mist and merged with the real Bob, before he struck a pose and said a line he had probably practiced a lot... With an incredulous expression on her face Keiori just sat straight down as her reiatsu dispersed. Either he had an incredible timing, or the man was a lot more intelligent than he seemed. Shaking her head slowly Keiori tried to clear her head a bit, during which there was a new arrival to the table who she completely missed due to his low tone of voice. She did hear Momo tell them to leave however, which caused her to angrily look behind her and noticed the new students, explaining what she meant with 'other business'.
Keiori gave an annoyed "hmph", but otherwise stood up and walked off toward the cafeteria exit they had entered from earlier. She needed to calm down, something she would be unable to in such a crowded area. The gardens on the other hand were perfect for relaxing... She didn't eat that much as it was unless she had been in a serious fight, so the two thirds or so of taco she had eaten would do for the day. Once outside she walked up to a gathering of trees and sat down in the shadow of the closest one, leaning against it's large trunk while she closed her eyes and began taking slow, deep breaths. She wasn't one for meditating or some such, but short rests to clear her mind had really helped her during her time in Rukongai, and she suspected she would need it for this new world she had entered.
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Post by GoldenKitten on Dec 9, 2009 17:53:30 GMT -4
The entire event wound down in unspectacular fashion with Heton huffing and puffing his self away and Keiori exiting with only a slight bit more dignity. Amanohara found Momo's facial expression as strange as any of the others but unlike them she bowed politely, thanked them and walked off. Amanohara had a good idea of why Momo had taken them up on a bet unlike the two rambunctious ones. To the untrained mind it might appear she was being hypocritical and fighting fire with fire but there was a chance she was being far more devious than that. There was the distinct possibility she was doing this to show them just how outmatched they were, not just with the committee but with the older students as a whole, showing them that fighting could only cause problems and potentially terrible injury.
She watched where the other students were going and though they were quickly splitting apart that was fine by her, Heton was of no real use to her and though Keiori was perhaps more polite she still lacked control, not just of her powers as was obvious by the radiating soul energy that had escaped her during the conversation, betraying her anger but also lacked control of her snappy personality. Ai on the other hand, she would prove useful and the sooner Amanohara started making trustworthy acquaintances the sooner she could begin forging a position for herself within the hierarchy. The more people you knew, even if they were currently nobodies, the better a position you put yourself in the future. As for Elizabeth there was hardly enough shown on her part to really make a decision yet, but initial impressions said it couldn't hurt to play nice but not to expect much.
Amanohara wandered after Ai and saw the girl sit down at an empty table and then throw a glare at any passing individual keeping them far away. Amanohara hadn't figured the girl for a loner but then she didn't really know her terribly well yet either, whatever the case Ai didn't seem to give Amanohara the same glare as she approached and she took that to mean it was ok to sit down. She did so across the table from the other girl and looked around for a moment before saying aloud, not directly to Ai really but clearly for her.
“Moronic. Even if they hadn't intended to go along with it how would agreeing have hurt them? Just complicated that mess further and showed their immaturity.”
She took a deep sigh but before either of them could continue a blur of motion caught appeared next to Amanohara and by the time they both looked a man was sitting next to her. He was probably in his late teens or early twenties and was of definite oriental heritage though exactly where was difficult to pinpoint, either way he was moderately attractive though hardly radiating. He did however look at both of them and smile, Amanohara was pretty sure she saw a star gleam off of one of his pearly whites.
“Well hello there you two, my name is Cheng what are you beautiful young ladies doing here?”
Amanohara simply stared him down as if she couldn't care less.
“Why, you two are as beautiful as a mid-summers morning!”
“Did...did you actually say that with a straight face?” Amanohara asked, she was pretty sure she was going to have to stab him if he talked again.
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Just across the room from them Heton was making his move on the upper-classmen. Unfortunately for Heton he was about to find out the importance of reconnaissance before addressing just anyone in the academy. Most of the group turned around looking at him, most of them also seemed instantly amused and one of them, a young skinny blond man who looked every bit the scrawny hired underling he probably was, jumped on to the table and then over it to land near where Heton was.
“Well then...your a ballsy one aren't you?”
He got really close to Heton and perhaps Heton might have noticed that a big guy had gotten up from the other side of the table. He wasn't moving in on Heton so it might not be clear what was going on just yet until one might note that the big guy was blocking the view from the committee table.
“Unfortunately...” the first boy said, “ballsy doesn't equal bright.”
The boy, being a fifth year as Heton had so keenly observed was leaps and bounds ahead of the first year. He might not even have been anything special in the academy but in this clash it was as if he were liquid lighting, his hand was upon Hetons forehead and a split second later Heton was on the ground. The boy quickly undid the latch on Hetons zanpaktou, pulled it off of him and then was gone as quick as he came, by the time Heton was up he was flying out the door and many of those sitting at the table were dispersing.
“Man your not a smart one. We weren't even going to bother with you after we saw you sitting with the committee, but man, even after hearing them you came straight to us. Akihiko-senpai told us to pull anything off you naive first years we could manage, but we weren't expecting you to be THAT naive.” The big one still standing behind Heton said, but before he could continue or Heton could respond a small timid voice called out.
“W-what was t-t-that n-now?”
They turned around to find the young man who had been hunched over standing there looking at the large man with wavering eyes, it was also clear his speech wasn't just his introverted nature but that he also had a slight stutter, though his was likely psychological and not physiological due to its lack of prominence. Looking at him closely he had messy ear-length black hair and a pallid complexion, his body didn't look like it had an ounce of strength in it. Standing behind him, looking about as serious as any of the first years had seen him up until this point was Bob...though there was the distinct feeling in the air that he would rather be playing garden gnome skeet shooting. The large man took them in and then addressed the boy who was hunkered down.
“President Zenchou, uh, hello, what can I do for you?” despite the mans lack of stature this much larger man seemed weary, though if it was of Zenchou, Bob or the committee as a whole was up for dispute.
“W-where w-w-w-” Zenchou took a deep before continuing, “Will he take the boys zanpakt-t-tou?”
“Er. Whatever do you mean sir?”
Zenchou sighed again, “B-bob, go get it. Y-y-you come with m-me.” He said pointing to the large man who simply nodded and followed, by the time they were walking off toward the table Bob was already gone. Nobody seemed to want to give Heton the time of day, simply leaving him there without any answers as to what he should do now, perhaps they were letting him wallow in how right they had been for a time?
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Back outside it was once more a nice day. Nice weather, nice ambiance, nice tree...until...
“Hey I was looking at that tree thank you very much!”
A young voice called from the side of the tree, his spiritual presence wasn't invisible in the same way Bob's was...it just seemed he was to weak to be noticed at all, especially by someone overflowing with reiatsu like Keiori. He made his way around and looked at her, even sitting down Keiori was almost as tall as the boy who looked like he was maybe six years old with a ridiculously young appearance, he definitely had an American Caucasian look about him. His academy outfit was ten times to big, literally falling off of him like a drape a good foot past his hands and nearly tripping him as he walked, apparently this was the smallest size they had and they didn't bother custom fitting the outfits to someone they didn't know was going to make it. He sported shaggy brown hair and piercing honey-hazel eyes which seemed to be constantly taking in everything around him. However what he was truly memorable for was the equally oversized brown fedora sitting on his head which fell so low it almost covered his eyes which were looking at Keiori.
“Ah I recognize you. You and your sister were in the vice-captains class.” His eyes went back to the tree for a moment before he seemingly realized something and offhandedly offered, “Oh, Jim, Jim Johnson. I started today too.”
He pointed back at the tree, “Did you know that it takes forty maples to make a single serving of syrup. I tell you, the excesses of man eh?” he continued to walk around Keiori till he disappeared around the other side of the tree.
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Post by kensei on Dec 10, 2009 17:14:28 GMT -4
Heton eyeballed the man as he jumped into the air and landed next to him. His first thought was to draw his sword, but he went against his instincts this time. He grinned as he listened to the man and watched the big guy move. “Like your one to talk mate, your just a minion aren’t you. Cant climb the latter eh?”
His eyes grew wide as he felt his body fly to the ground, he put one hand behind him bracing the fall but as he tried to get up his zanpakuto was stolen from him. Anger and sorrow instantly fallowed as he started to get up. That’s when he heard a voice behind him and noticed The amazingly awesome Ninja Bob. He could tell by his aura that he would much rather be playing Garden gnome skeet shooting. How did I know that? IS that the amazing power that a shingami can have?! HE though as he instantly knew what bob wanted.
Heton looked at the hunkered down man and whispered. “President?” That’s when it clicked, he must be the president of the committee. As bob left to go get his Zanpakuto and President Zenchou took the big guy with him Heton was left without answers. “Damn it.” He whispered as he took control of his riatsu and ran outside. I will get it back! He thought to himself as he ran as fast as he could in a attempt to find the man who took his Zanpakuto. I can’t believe I was so stupid! He thought to himself as he shook his head.
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Post by Darkoda on Dec 10, 2009 20:40:15 GMT -4
Eventually, most students seemed to get to stay away from the chairs, which allowed Ai to focus on other matters. Like devouring the tacos, which consisted of her biting half of the thing off in one go, then scrambling to hold the other half together when the shell decided to crack and threaten to fall to pieces. From what she got out of the first bite, it was something that was supposed to be beef probably, some beans, and a shell. It was far more edible than some things she had eaten before, so she really had no complaints, and she needed a lot of food to keep going anyway.
Ai was still keeping an eye on her surroundings, and noticed Tensu wondering over. She looked a bit... irritated maybe? She was a hard person to read.... likely a combination of not really knowing her, and Tensu likely just being that hard to read.
“Moronic. Even if they hadn't intended to go along with it how would agreeing have hurt them? Just complicated that mess further and showed their immaturity.”
Well Ai did agree that it would likely have been easier on all involved to simply agree, whether one meant it or not. It made it much easier to fabricate a suitable story if you got in trouble later if you gave the appearance of actually going along with their request, instead of getting them irritated. On the other hand, with those two causing such a problem, it made it easier for Ai to get away with stuff, which suited her just fine.
Before she could voice her agreement to Tensu however, they had another student joining them, yet another one using that high speed movement all the older students seemed to be fond of. This guy looked like one of those young adults who frequented the single digit districts, and that smile, she knew that smile; the face of some sad "charming" guy trying to get laid.
“Well hello there you two, my name is Cheng what are you beautiful young ladies doing here?”
Tensu simply stared him down, Ai just disregarded his presence, and asked Tensu her burning question.
"Say Tensu, what was that thing that Bob was wearing?"
Cheng chose to not take the very strong hint that they didn't care about him though. “Why, you two are as beautiful as a mid-summers morning!”
Tensu was fairly shocked that he chose to use such an utterly corny line, while Ai was simply tired of the whole thing. "I'm going to fast forward this before you embarrass yourself further and tell you to find someone else to try to sleep with."
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Post by Zhiel on Dec 13, 2009 23:25:15 GMT -4
Keiori had just barely laid down and began to relax (well, as much as she was able), when a voice called out beside her. By the tone and pitch it was easy to figure it as the voice of a child however even Keiori noticed how it was firm and confident in ways unlike those of children. This didn't help the fact that Keiori was greatly annoyed by having her rest interrupted, and just as she was beginning to loosen up as well. Clenching her already closed eyes in what was clearly an act of irritation as she heaved up a deep sigh, and then began to speak as she turned to look at the interruptee.
"Well! Isn't THAT nic..e..." She seemed to freeze up when she saw the appearance of the seemingly young boy, with her eyes open wide in surprise and her mouth agape. A moment later though the unmistakable sound of a giggle could be heard as she moved her hands up to cover her mouth while she seemed like she was about to laugh frenetically at the young boys appearance. It was just something about that far too big uniform falling down around his feet, the oversized fedora, but most of all the way he carried himself completely seriously when being so ridiculously short and dressed as such... Her anger instantly gave way for amusement and the more she thought of it and took in his appearance the worse her giggle got, and it would have soon erupted into a all-out laughter, however...
“Ah I recognize you. You and your sister were in the vice-captains class.” Upon hearing this Keiori's laugh was stifled in her throat by the surprise caused by these words making her more or less choke on her own laughter, which ended up with her coughing for a good ten seconds as she bent her upper body forward while pressing her hands toward her chest. The boy did however wait a bit with continuing, which was probably why she was able to understand the words themselves while being preoccupied. However as she was still trying to sort out whether to laugh or to cough she was unable to speak as the boy made a comment on maple trees and the excess of man, before walking around her and disappearing around the other side of the tree.
Keiori stood up while leaning with her left arm on the trees bark before she turned around and turning her head back and forth as if searching for the boy, and though she did not move just yet the bewildered look on her face told that she was far from calm and collected right now. "What are.. How do you... I mean... What..." Not being able to get out a coherent sentence Keiori shut her mouth, and then took a deep breath, before she tried again. "...How did you find out about me, and more so, how can you be so sure she is my sister..? She.... Died.... Nearly thirty years ago." Keiori had mixed emotions throughout this, for one she was hopeful Jim might know something she didn't, but at another she didn't want someone to butt in on something she considered so private, and at yet another the memories of her sisters death once again haunted her, though it was not as bad as it had used to be... All in all, she was hopeful, but at the same time doubtful.
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Post by GoldenKitten on Dec 15, 2009 15:39:54 GMT -4
Cheng backed off for a moment and his face suggested surprise at the response, though how he hadn't gotten that sort of return before was unknown. Regardless he quickly recovered and his face went back to that annoying “charm” that you knew he probably practiced for hours in front of the mirror every day. He actually proceeded to run his hand through his hair and flip it up into the air while smiling at them, Amanohara was certain he almost winked at them.
“Now, now theres no reason to be like that. I'm just being friendly...why I know how difficult it can be on your first day here! I'm just trying to help two pretty young ladies out.”
“That...thats what you said to me!” a voice called out from behind them and Cheng cringed.
He turned around to find himself face to face with a young girl. Moments later another voice called out and Cheng cringed again.
“Cheng!” an older girl ran up to him with a smile and then looked around, “What's going on here?”
“Who are they?” the first girl asked.
“Ah....haha....hehe...” was all he could say before he seemed to figure a way out and spoke softly, “Well you see girls, um...theres enough Cheng for everyone!”
The girls barely had time to register their horror when a voice filled with the malice of a thousand angry housewives called out, “CHENG LAO!!! I'M COMING FOR YOU!!!”
Cheng might have acted surprised when the other girls had arrived but they barely registered compared to now. He recoiled in absolute terror with his mouth hanging wide open as he looked back and forth for a way to escape but saw no easy way to disappear, especially with the two angry girls now crowding around him. He barely managed to issue a squeaky, “Oh god...” when an older girl with long black hair that had it not been tied in a braid would have likely reached almost to the floor and sported attractive clearly Chinese features, came bursting through the crowded cafeteria and marched up to the table. She only had to give a brief glimpse at the current situation for a certain sort of tired understanding to cross her face before she shot dagger eyes at him and an aura not unlike that of a psychotic murderer set in around them.
She pointed at his face, “NO EXCUSES!!! DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT YOU VOWED WHEN WE GOT MARRIED?!!! THAT YOU'D STOP THIS SHIT?!!!”
“...y---yes----” he managed.
“Good.” she said as she rolled up her sleeves.
“...Good luck.” Amanohara managed to whisper to Cheng before she scooted over a seat and various unmentionables of violence began occurring in Cheng's general location.
She turned her attention to Ai, “Hmmm...you don't know what headphones are? They weren't a big deal when I was alive but they were around and nowadays there supposedly a big thing in the living world. I've seen a few somehow wind up in Rukongai though I'm not terribly certain if there actually being made there or being brought from the living world, if that is the case then its some sort of smuggling operation because few items from the living world are allowed through the Senkaimon lightly.”
She paused realizing she was rambling again, “...annnyway. They are plugged into an electronic device that either reads information off of a CD...which is essentially a small record, do you know what a record is?...wait a moment, exactly how old are you?” She asked with a sort of blank look on her face, realizing none of this would make any sense if this girl were a hundred or something.
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Jim had disappeared around the tree but when Keiori readdressed him his head popped back around it. This was admittedly a very funny sight because all that could really be seen was his ridiculously oversized hat peering from behind the tree. He listened to what she had to say and then disappeared around the tree again before popping back out the other side.
“Well I apologize if I got that wrong or upset you. Theres just...” he pointed toward his head, “allot rattling around up here, I make connections I shouldn't sometimes. You see its kind of hard to explain...and yet at the same time can be summed of kind of easily, I see everything. Sounds cool, but its not, I just have the impulsive need to witness everything around me in the event I need it in the future. In this case I simply memorized every students face in the first years...and in the academy...and the teachers...and some of the helpers...” He actually sounded kind of depressed about this.
He shook his head and reached under his jacket pulling out a piece of paper and a pencil as he began to sketch on it. This took about twenty seconds before he flipped it around and showed Keiori a perfect recreation of both her and Amanohara's faces. Put next to each other they looked incredibly similar aside from the hair color.
“Identical heart shaped face, angle for angle. Eye symmetry, angle and spacing identical. Scallion width and height, bubo width, nostril size identical and an overall snub structure on both. Both labium are within accepted tolerances for relation. Same with skin pigmentation within the limits the variance of sun exposure may cause. I could address the body structure if you wish but it basically follows the trend seen here, twins if you take away the stylized nuances each has chosen.” As he had said all this he would address the area he spoke about by pointing to it with his pencil.
He stuck the notebook back under his clothing, “But I'm just talking again, I always think like that. Didn't mean to upset you if I did. When you go around postulating as many theories as I do you're bound to get one wrong from time to time, sorry if I got to you, I was simply making conversation.”
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((OOC: Sorry guys, my muse has just been in the crapper for the past two weeks, but I knew I needed to get a post out to you. Hopefully I'll see a return of inspiration sometime soon.))
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