Osamu was sitting in the library. He was suposed to be studying something for a class. Normaly he never studied but today was special. His twin sister had demanded that he study, or she would never speak to him again.
The memory had been playing in his head all this morning. (Flash back) "Osamu I swear This test is your worst yet. You really need to study. I mean it Osamu. " Chika raised her voice. She had never done this before. " Osamu I swear if you don't Study I'll ... I'll ... I'll never speak to you again. (Flash back ends.)
" Oh man, I can't believe she said that. Oh well better study. I can't imaegen a world were my dear sister wouldn't talk to me." Osamu muttered to himself.
Osamu picked up a book and pretended to look at it.
Post by Mayu Shiikawa on Mar 4, 2009 17:23:53 GMT -5
Mayu walked into the library, followed by Yuma, and the two of them noticed a boy sitting, reading a book. She walked up behind him and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Aren't you crazy being out here, all alone? Haven't you heard? Someone's been planning on killing students! You should hide," Mayu looked at the boy. His book was upside down.
Yuma giggled.
Last Edit: Mar 4, 2009 17:33:29 GMT -5 by Mayu Shiikawa
Osamu was taken aback when the girl put her hand on his shoulder. She told him there was some one trying to kill the students and that he should hide, Impossible.
Osamu dropped the book as he got up, shaking the girls hand of his shoulder. " I don't know who you are, but would you mind leaving me alone. I must study"Osamu raised his voice. Osamu picked up the book preparing to move to another spot to study, if the girl didn't leave.
Post by Mayu Shiikawa on Mar 4, 2009 17:54:23 GMT -5
"Oh, I insist that you listen. After all, it seems as though you're a little too late. After all, that person has arrived," Mayu pulled out her wand, at pointed it at the boy's neck, "It's actually too sad that you didn't have a chance. I wish I had warned you sooner."
She began to smile, "There's a pretty little vein here that carries a LOT of blood through the body, and a good spell would cut it in two."
"Oooh! Good one! He'll die for sure if you do that!" Yuma added.
"Now, shall I kill you now, or should I kill you slowly?" Mayu asked, looking VERY happy...
Last Edit: Mar 4, 2009 17:56:30 GMT -5 by Mayu Shiikawa
Osamu Stood stiff as the girl told him that it was to late what did she mean that person had arrived, what did she mean. It was to late this girl's wand was at his neck.
Was he going to die, he hadn't even finished studying so Chika would talk to him. he struggled to get out to no avail.
Post by Mayu Shiikawa on Mar 4, 2009 19:26:04 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks for the God RP permission, Heinrich.
BIC: Mayu reeled back as the boy punched her in the face. "You LITTLE!" She screamed at him in anger.
"What an ass! How dare he! MAKE HIM FEEL PAIN!" Yuma shouted.
Mayu pointed her wand at the now running boy, and called out, "CRUCIO!"
The boy fell to the ground writhing in pain, as Mayu laughed. He looked funny, rolling there, in pain. She turned to Yuma quickly, who was also laughing. It was VERY funny to see this.
Mayu let the boy up, and he began to run towards the door once more. The only problem was that Mayu had caught up, and lauged, "SECTUM SEMPRAS! SECTUM SEMPRAS! SECTUM SEMPRAS!" The boy suddenly found himself in great pain as three large flesh wounds caressed his body, two in the major tendons in his heels, and one on his chest as he fell.
Mayu laughed again.
Yuma added, "Now, KILL HIM! DO IT! HAHA!"
Mayu pointed her wand at the now helpless boy and said, "Not yet. I need to pay him back, first! IMPERIO! Punch yourself in the face!"
The boy pulled up his fist, despite the pain, and punched himself in the face.
Yuma laughed, "Okay, NOW finish him. Hahaha. You always WERE funny when you weren't being shy!"
Mayu pointed her wand at the boy and called, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" The boy fell lifeless, and Mayu stooped over his body. She took a pen from his pocket, and began her spell... Yes, with this, all would be right! She looked at the dead boy and laughed.
Then she turned to Yuma, who was also laughing.
"Come, it's about time we got out of here, Yuma."
She turned to walk back through the door to the library...
Last Edit: Mar 4, 2009 19:41:29 GMT -5 by Mayu Shiikawa
"No!" Orifiel exclaimed at the carnage before him. It was a good thing he had arrived just when he did, it was almost too late! "You can't leave without returning your book, or else you'll start getting those horrible slips in the mail. Nobody wants one of those. Return your book before you leave, and make sure to put it in the book return slot and not just back on the shelves, to make sure they catalogue it as returned. What would happen if you left it here and someone picked it up off the shelves without properly signing it out and then had gone and lost it? You would have been blamed and perhaps charged for its replacement."
Crisis averted.
"Furthermore, I am very disappointed in you. Shouting in the library? Don't you know this is a quiet zone? How do you expect the other students to study if they keep getting disturbed by people screaming for their lives? Honestly, if you can’t kill someone quietly, don’t do it at all.” he said sternly, wagging a finger at her as he did so.
“Oh well,” he said with a shrug, “We can't all be perfect. You should make up for this misdemeanor by bringing news of this to the headmaster. It just won't do to let this murder go unreported, especially if it might be followed by others. Now, off to the headmaster’s office with you. He‘ll be more than happy to hear your news.” He said, gesturing out the door.
Post by Mayu Shiikawa on Mar 5, 2009 8:10:52 GMT -5
Mayu looked at Orifiel, and nodded. He was right, again, as usual. She ran to the bookshelf, followed by Yuma, and placed her book in the drop. Amazingly, in all the carnage, she had managed to keep the book from being bloody. It WOULD be rather stupid to keep the book. After all, she wouldn't want to return it late. It would be troublesome.
Yuma whispered, "He's right, you know. We shouldn't have been shouting."
"Yeah..." Mayu added guiltily.
After depositing the book, she proceeded to the door. Suddenly, Mayu remembered that a student was killed earlier, too... Who WAS it that died? Oh, well... She should still report it!
Post by Adhara Naunet on Mar 5, 2009 13:53:37 GMT -5
Adhara raced through the front doors of the library, looking a bit panicked. The large room appeared to be mostly empty but there were plenty of places to hide. Glancing around hastily a streak of red caught her eye. With a feeling of great foreboding she walked around the table blocking her view and gasped in shock at the sight before her. Her breath caught in her throat and for a moment she though that was going to faint from the grotesque surprise.
A boy was lying on the ground in front of her in an enormous pool of blood. His body had been ripped open in three places and there was still more red liquid oozing from the wounds. It took the greatest force of will for Adhara not to be ill at the mere sight but by trying to redirect her thoughts to the reason why this happened and to think about it objectively she was able to quell the nausea. However, when the implications finally clicked into place, she went as white as a sheet and started trembling. Unable to stop herself, she turned around and retched violently. Still shaking, she banished the mess with a flick of her fingers before shakily turning back around and heading for the librarian's desk.
Mayu had successfully made a horcrux.
The girl had been muttering about the spell before Orifiel had arrived. There was no other explanation for it. And they'd spoken of a book, the so-called doctor had raised his voice in admonishment and told her to return it to the library. She must have done so and killed the student on the way. Or after. Where would they have gone next?
She arrived at the desk and rifled through the couple of tomes that had been returned that day. Ah, there it was. A ratty old book entitled, The Rise of the Dark Arts: A History of the War with Voldemort and the Death Eaters, how cheerful. Why in the world was a school girl reading this? Without bothering to check the book out, the Professor grabbed it and headed out of the library. She probably she go to the Headmaster's office and speak to him in person.
Last Edit: Mar 5, 2009 13:54:11 GMT -5 by Adhara Naunet
You got all the skill you need, Individuality You got something Call it gumption Call it anything you want Because when you play the fool now You're only fooling everyone else You're learning to love yourself
Post by Tiberius Spurius on Mar 5, 2009 17:21:38 GMT -5
But before the gallant Professor could reach the doorway, a hand grabbed her shoulder with a gentle squeeze and a soothing voice said, "Why the rush Beautiful? I don't see any fires, save perhaps for the one within you." If the intrepid woman turned around, she'd find herself staring at the elegantly-dressed chest of a towering man. 7 feet tall and clad in an attire that would label him a modern Don Juan, the man stared down at the woman pleasantly without really a care in the world.
Adjusting the spectacles on his face, the blond man sighed and his sea-green eyes flashed beneath their glass prisons. "You know, a smart woman such as yourself really shouldn't be following a man like that around. It's bad for your health you know," said Tiberius as he smiled warmly at the woman and moved to block her from exiting the Library: the scent of rotting leaves laced with red wine left in his wake. Whether she had looked behind herself or not, now the man was in full view.
A prize specimen of the specices, the man smiled warmly down at the smaller woman and nodded with his head over his shoulder. "I wouldn't be hasty in following that one Dear: he's the type that hates it when you ruin a good plan, and he'd take it rather badly I'm afraid. Myself on the other hand..." his eyes sparkled in a way that few could and he moved closer to Adhara "...I wouldn't mind making your acquaintence. They call me Tiberius Spurius."
"And to whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"
They say that even God didn't have the power to destroy us; what makes you think that you can defy the power of the Nephilim?
Post by Adhara Naunet on Mar 5, 2009 18:27:37 GMT -5
Great. Just what she didn't need right now.
Briefly wondering what other stupid twists and turns her life would take over the course of the day, Addie stopped in her tracks, shuddering as someone dared to touch her. This someone apparently knew Orifiel as well. And she had never seen him before either. What was this, invade the castle day? Didn't they have wards to prevent these kinds of things?
Huffing a sigh, she turned to face the man behind her but he had already stepped past her to block her way. Great. First the closet and then this. Maybe someone really was out to get her. Or she was actually going insane and paranoia was the first symptom. That was always a possibility as well. But he was too charming to be a killer and he was quite handsome. She could afford to be polite. He certainly didn't look like the type to side with Orifiel. Then again, he had stopped her from going after the crazed doctor as well. Maybe he just didn't understand the situation.
"I'm Adhara Naunet," She offered up a brief smile but the tension did not leave her green eyes. She didn't even bother responding to his insipid attempts at flattery, "It's a pleasure to meet you but I'm terribly sorry, I'm afraid that I do have to go. I don't care what plans of his I'm ruining."
You got all the skill you need, Individuality You got something Call it gumption Call it anything you want Because when you play the fool now You're only fooling everyone else You're learning to love yourself
Post by Tiberius Spurius on Mar 5, 2009 18:47:10 GMT -5
"Adhara," murmured Tiberius as he let her name trickle down his throat like ambrosia, "An interesting name for an equally interesting lady. And I'm sorry that I'm in your way, and I would gladly step aside...but I'm afraid I can't." The Nephilim shrugged his shoulders innocently and smiled nonchalantly down at Adhara. In actuality he could move any moment that he wanted to, but it wasn't in his nature to do something for someone else without getting a little scratching of his own back.
Stepping closer to the witch, Tiberius wrapped his arms around her frame and pulled her close to him. His touch alone with so sensative, no electrifying!, that he could put any man or woman at ease when they were within his grasp. And it wasn't as if the blond being was going to do anything harmful: he just wanted to get a little more acquainted and this was how his kind did it. Leaning his head down, the being caught the scent of her hair and it sent shivers down his spine. Oh he'd found a rarity and Tiberius wasn't one to give up trinkets easily.
"Mmm, I can't dissuade you from ceasing your crusade? To spend a little while longer with me?" asked Tiberius, his voice sounding like a hurt lover but he was spinning his webs beneath them, "Well then I suppose I can't keep you here against your will, so you're free to go...that is after you do a little something for me. Oh it's not much and it certainlywouldn't be so great a request for a stunning beauty like you to handle."
"A kiss is all that I can hope for from a woman like you Adhara. One kiss, and I won't hinder you any longer."
They say that even God didn't have the power to destroy us; what makes you think that you can defy the power of the Nephilim?
Post by Adhara Naunet on Mar 7, 2009 13:06:36 GMT -5
She blinked, surprised by the delicacy in the way he rolled his name off her tongue, as if savoring a fine wine. A soft blush spread across her cheeks and she swallowed but did not want to be deterred. Her brows crinkled in genuine annoyance when he refused to remove himself from her path. However, just as she opened her lips to berate him, he engulfed her in an embrace.
At first she stood stock still, trembling like a leaf, astonished by the physical contact. Then all of the supressed emotions burst and with tears of rage in her eyes she began trying to struggle against his hold. However, before her fists could do more than beat weakly upon his chest a few times, the strangest feeling of...security...flooded her. She checked in her righteous rage and breathed in his strange aroma of pungent leaves and luscious wine.
Adhara shuddered again but this time in surprise before she relaxed entirely in his arms. Submissively she laid her head on his chest and allowed herself to feel protected and warm. She breathed out a sigh and closed her eyes. Maybe she could stay here, with him. What did it matter, really, that the girl was being abducted? She had killed someone after all, good riddance to her. But...Orifiel had her blood. She couldn't allow that.
This thought snapped her back to reality and she realized that Tiberius was speaking to her. A kiss? She had paid so much more once...a kiss wouldn't harm anything. And she really had to leave, to stop him. She had to get to Talon as soon as possible, to stop Orifiel from leaving with the Ravenclaw girl.
Just a kiss.
She took a tiny a tiny step back from him, in order to see his face and nodded, once, blushing like a school girl, before tipping her chin downward.
You got all the skill you need, Individuality You got something Call it gumption Call it anything you want Because when you play the fool now You're only fooling everyone else You're learning to love yourself
Post by Tiberius Spurius on Mar 7, 2009 13:29:52 GMT -5
Smiling warmly as the woman took a step away from him, the Nephilim was pleased to see that she had accepted his request. It was really just a trifling matter and it really wasn't all that much to ask of someone. So ardent was she that had he asked for a little more she might even accepted to that, as she was hot in the pursuit of Orifiel, but he was a gentleman first and foremost: even though sometimes he couldn't help but think otherwise. Closing the distance between the two of them once more, Tiberius lifted Adhara's chin lightly was his right hand so that he could look into those stunning mirrors.
And as he looked at her, the blond being was even more entranced by what he saw before him that he couldn't believe it took him this long to make her acquaintence. The flush of color on her cheeks was like that of a crimson rose, dripping of dew as the first rays of the Sun gently caress it, and the bashfulness of her person...well Tiberius thought it was kinda cute. Looking deeply into her eyes with his own, Tiberius softly said, "Thank you" before leaning in and kissing her.
His kiss was to the tempo of the ocean, first calm and gentle as the waves lazily roll onto the beach or when the raging sea was made still by the tranquility of the Sun. Once he had tasted Adhara though, and as she matched his desire with her skill, Tiberius couldn't resist and his lust for passion creeped into his delicate kiss. Where once the sea was calm there was soon a storm, a raging tempest that ran unchecked and threatened to expell the entirety of the ocean unto the land! So too was Tiberius Spurius caught up in his kiss that his limbs wrapped themselves around her and pulled her in close to him: his sense exuberating at her mere touch.
Yet like all tempests, it eventually slowed and once again the sea grew calm. Tiberius gently removed his lips from her, and he stepped to the side with a small smile on his face as he released her. "A most gratifying experience, and for such I shall graciously hinder you no longer," said the Nephilim as he gestured that Adhara was free to go.
"Though..." there was a look of both passion and lust in his eyes, his sea-green irises seemed to be swirling with such intensity "I wouldn't mind another experience with you at a later date if you so choose. If you agree to that, just think about me and I'll be there sooner than you realize. Farewell now Adhara: I believe you have a person to pursue."
Post by Adhara Naunet on Mar 9, 2009 20:33:32 GMT -5
It was supposed to be a quick peck.
She was going to give him just that and then dash away in pursuit of the villain who took her blood. She was always in control in these situations. Had been for a long time...ever since...but no. No thinking...
Lips and warmth and sweetness. Addie's eyelids fluttered closed at the touch of Tiberius's fingers on her skin and she sighed softly against his mouth before losing herself in the sensation of his lips against hers. She hadn't been kissed so sweetly and so gently in such a long time and she moved closer, asking for a bit more. Opening her mouth to allow his tongue to taste her she moaned softly against his intrusion but matched it with equal passion.
All thoughts were wiped from her mind as she surrendered to him. Her arms found their way around his neck and into his hair holding him to her. She was only vaguely aware of him gripping her to him in a similar embrace around her waist and against her back.
Suddenly it was over, the warmth was gone and Adhara was left dizzy and reeling. Blinking, she shook her head and moistened her lips with her tongue before taking a steadying breath and opening her eyes to look around her. She became aware that she was trembling slightly and tried very hard to remember why exactly she wanted him to stop.
Oh! She had to follow Orifiel. She had to save the girl. She had to get her blood back.
For once she didn't want to be the Gryffindor.
Biting her lip, she listened to his words and nodded again, still unsure if she would be capable of speech yet and not wanting him to know that. She stepped past him and walked out of the library. Once the doors were closed behind her, she leaned against the wall for a moment and held her hand to her rapidly beating heart and took a few more deep breaths.
She would certainly have to try very hard not to think of him.
Shaking her head at her foolishness, she picked up the hems of her robes and ran up the staircases to Talon's office. She hoped that he would be there and that Ashelle and her message had arrived.
You got all the skill you need, Individuality You got something Call it gumption Call it anything you want Because when you play the fool now You're only fooling everyone else You're learning to love yourself
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