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Gibbon looked around the innards of the library apathetically. The sight was all-too ordinary: various students pouring over thick tomes, trees casting gentle shadows through high windows that danced on the field-stone floor and a frumpy female humanoid with thick glasses who sat at a high desk overlooking the whole scene. From a corner of his eye, he noticed two beings... of interest perhaps. It was hard to ignore Jae in her rather loud get-up. Unbeknown to anyone, he vanished from where he stood and like ash disintegrating from a fire, reappeared behind the painted jester. "Jae" he said in a deep, soft and stern voice, "Stop bothering Zachery. He is clearly busy." His face gave no indication of emotion. And he further attempted to beguile his fellow demon, "Just because you can't help your curious nature doesn't mean we all act so ridiculous at the sight of a new-comer to our grounds." Though his face continued to show no sign of movement, he was giggling inside at the hypocrisy he was committing. He knew he was as interested as anyone. While he had been lecturing his peer, he had watched over Jae's shoulder and out the window as the young girl walked to her next destination, but more importantly, watched the onlookers and approaching beasts. A werewolf-like being passed the girl and muttered some words to her. Gibbon's hearing was good, but not good enough to hear through the library windows and across the grassy quad. Luckily, his eyes were just as sharp and he read Alana's lips. He thought to himself understanding the gist of what the warning was, "These barbaric swine had better not make that girl their next meal. That would be utterly boring and distasteful of them... not to mention predictable. His eyes turned back to Jae and Zachery as he waited for an expected response.
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After a few minutes Alana got bored and jumped down from the tree- around a hundred feet or so- to the ground. She then decided to go into the school. She walked around aimlessly, just passing time. She sighed as she walked sllowly, and hummed a song as she did so.
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(sorry for being late) Isley was in his new office next to the gym (although it looked like more of an armory with all the midevil weapons in it) reviewing the folders of his students when he spotted the human profile. Hmm, a human in hell surrounded by all manner beasts, monsters and demons all going through horomones. I pity you. Maby I should have a look around and see if I can find something to help her ward of the anyting that might eat her. Isley thought to himself and began to look for something of use. In the end Isley found some pepper spray, some garlic spray, two wooden stakes and some holy water. Isley put them in a plastic bag with a letter saying "Dear human, this is Isley the schools new "gym" teacher, I hope you mange to come out of this school year in one piece. And to help I've made an assorted bag of stuff to help you. Please don't mention this to anyone as some will see it as favritisoum. Sincerely, Isley P.S. don't expect me to go easy on you in gym Kings daughter or not." Isley then had a servant imp take the bag with orders and on pain of death to make sure the human Sarah gets this bag. |
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There was a small whirlwind of dust in the school yard, and once it settled, Ozai was kneeling there. He got up, looking around, several of the students still rushing to their classes who were nearby had stopped and were staring at him. Ozai had the scent of a human, but the aura of an angel, what such a being was doing in their school let alone hell was a mystery to them. Ozai turned his head and looked at them, a majority of the creatures staring at him were of the same lines as beasts he had fought and slain in the human world. He slipped his Hammerblade into a two holding belts on his back behind his cape, he was on a job given directly from the king himself, protect his daughter. He stepped toward the school, a servant imp came up to him, "Excuse m-!?" Ozai kicked the little creature out of his way and continued into the school. He walked up to the front desk and stared at the creature attending it, "Direct me to the human student named Sarah..." He yanked out some official papers and put them on the desk, he obviously wanted nothing to do with anyone here except for who he was paid to.
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(Sorry im late, never realised the IC was up x.x) Iliana stretched, it was the first day back at school, she wasn’t really looking forward to it but it was her final year, something interesting might happen? She stood up looking towards the sky, her violet eyes gleaming under the morning light, an array of colours. She always loved watching the sky, the changing colours of reds, oranges and purples. Iliana sighed pulling her dark cloak around her lowering the cowl as she grabbing her small bag. She hurried through the quiet streets of Hell making her way to school, she was late. Iliana walked in through the main gates of the boarding school pulling down the cowl of her cloak, her long silky hair dancing in the gentle breeze. She stared up at the familiar old building; there was something different this year… It didn’t smell the same… She wrinkled her nose familiarising herself with the scent… A human, she though with surprise, What would a human be doing here? Was it not too… dangerous? She made her way to the administrative office to pick up her keys, leaving the thought to ponder over later. |
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Sarah had arrived in her room. She sighed with relief on entrance. She had endured many intense stares and threats just walking up here. She felt like bursting into tears. She stood with her back pressed against the door, this was her sanctuary now. At least her father had given strict orders that she was to have no roomate, at least not that she knew of, but she didn't see any extra beds. She only allowed one tear to stray down her face before whiping it away and swallowing back her sorrow. She let out another sigh and crossed her room, over to where her large black suitcase was layed across her bed. It was heavy, so she had a hard time getting it up there. She fiddled at the zips and opened it. She began taking her clothes and other belongings out and rearranging them into her new room, her new home, her new life.
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