Bride couldn’t help to blush again with Rose words, she is defiantly a cool and amazing person to say something that cool… “…Perfect…” He whispered quietly, he wondered if that was true… that makes thing easier for his situation. He shook his head and continued to follow Rosa to the parking lot. He wondered why Rosa was leading him here but once they were getting closer to a car it sort of made sense. It was probably where her stuff was, there were dorms in the school so it made sense. Bride didn’t get the dorms because he lived close here and getting one seemed a bit too much on him, he couldn’t leave him mother alone. The parking lot was almost empty with some guys loitering about holding signs called the…yankee club… “Yankee club…” He spoke again, stopping at his tracks, as he was curious about it. A Yankee club… how odd, he had heard the term Yankee before but never expect a club for it. He giggled, imagining it might be fun to join. Looking like a delinquent sat the streets wasn't really fun as it sounds but it may be fun for him. “That looks fun…” Bride smiled so innocently as he looked at the sign and then walked again with Rosa. “I don’t mind, its fun eating with your…friends…anyway. Oh I live close here so I don’t have a dorm here, my mom owns a flower shop nearby…maybe if we can…I can invite you u there…” His voice got really soft, he was afraid if he was heading to strong with the inviting even though they just met. Bride then moved closer as he felt he was a bit to slow to keep up with Rosa. “Thank you for inviting me to lunch again…” He couldn’t help to bow his head again to thank her.

Rosalyn kept half an eye on the Yankee club as they walked past, just to make they didn't try to start anything. He wasn't expecting them too, but it was much better to be safe than sorry. Rosalyn giggled when Bride mentioned the Yankee club looked fun, he just couldn't imagine the girl in a club full of Yankees. He was flattered that Bride was inviting him to her mother's flower shop. "Oh I'd love to go see your mom's flower shop! We'll have to do that on a weekend or something." They made it to the Battleblood family car and Rosalyn opened the backdoor in order to get the cooler out. The man sitting in the front seat didn't even look up from his novel, he had been expecting Rosalyn to show up for his lunch stuff and bags eventually. Rosalyn got out the cooler and set it on the hood of the car. The he got out the silverware and plates. "I hope you like pasta salad, I wanted to make something simple for the first day." He said while taking out the container with the lunch in it. Rosalyn served up three portions of the pasta salad onto the plates, one for him, one for Bride, and the last one for the lower rank guy who was patiently sitting in the car waiting for his chance to leave. "Enjoy!" He said while handing Bride her plate, "I made it with lots of love and care." Once the food was passed out and drinks were set out for everyone to take, Rosalyn dug into his lunch glad it turned out so well.

Addy let out a soft sigh as she finished her soup. Standing, she grabbed her bowl and walked over to the conveyer belt in silence. Headed back to her seat, she felt a soft body collide with hers. It was enough to make her stumble, but not enough to push her over. "Owe," the boy said, holding a hand to his head. "I'm sorry..." "Oh! ...Uh. Are you okay?" Addy asked, feeling very, very awkward. The first interactions were always the worst. "You... were holding your head." She commented, motioning toward the boy's head. "I can get an ice pack for you..." She offered, her voice soft and small.

"Oh, my..." Brvr said, looking up at the girl he had bumped into. She... She was being nice to him, but... Then he realized she was asking him a question. What was it she had sai? Oh right, ice pack. "Uh, no, it's fine, I've had worse injuries before." He smiled, helping himself up and blushing a tiny bit accenting his naturally roasy cheeks. That's what happened when you tried to convert pikachu physiology into human. He held out his hand to her, once he was upright, and smiled a bit. "Y-you can call me Brvr, cus that's my name. Uh... I'm sorry, I'm so awkward... Please be my friend!" He finished, blushing deeper. He was a bit awkward, from his years... Alone. Glitch watched his little pet leave and smiled at how quickly he fouled up. After watching the initial reactions he decided to step out front of the school. Looking around he saw that pair of girls from before, still cute and completely unaprochable. Instead he smiled at the Yankee club and decided to intimate good relations with the faction. "Hello, do you mind if I hang out with you?" He asked the one who was obviously the leader.

After hearing the ghost girl saying it was fine to come out already, she let out a relieved sigh. She moved aside and slowly turned around. One never knew with ghosts, maybe she was trying to prank her or worst. When she finally turned around completely and saw that the girl was no longer there, she felt even more relieved. It seemed this ghost wasn't a bad one, though she definitely couldn't let her guard down. "Okay, I still hear you. Now, how about we get down with some real introductions? I am Katherine Spencer, and I'm new here. You seem interesting enough... If anything, I'd like to get to know you better." She put her lollipop back in her mouth and moved it around inside her mouth.

Tony sighed internally, now that the girls were talking they could give a rat's ass about him. He hoped it wouldn't always be like this here, him bein an instant third wheel. Then he told himself he was being dramatic and snapped out of it. The cute short, cute introduced herself as Katherine. He turned his attention to the ghost, she did seem interesting enough... Although he liked living people more. Tony cut in as politely as possible. "Hey, I'm new too. How about we continue our conversation in the lunch room? It's already started and I'm starving!" Hart would lead the girls to the cafeteria while they chatted, using the map he grabbed at the entrance of the school. He's turn to the ghost and say, "I'm Tony by the way, nice to meet you."

Lilly Lilly was about to answer when the boy spoke up. "Seriously?" She said, sounding slightly annoyed. "Is this just the place where everybody can see me except my brother? What even is the rules on this?" She sighed exasperatedly and floated down through the floor, then over to where she could hear the other two talking. "The cafeteria doesn't have walls, so I can't stand behind one, and people might look at you strange but if you want to I can... Hold on." She paused, a sudden idea coming to her. "You two go on ahead, I have an idea I think might work. I'll meet you in the lunch room." With that she zoomed off underground, unerringly zeroing in on her brother, and she was glad Kat couldn't see her right now, since the grin on her face was a little less than goodly.

Bride was glad that Rosa was interested to go and see his mom’s flower shop; no one really was interested in that before. He watched as Rosa brought out a cooler and put it at the hood of the car. There was a guy there reading somewhat of a book, he was curious if he was related to Rosa or just a driver an if a driver then she must be high class or something. He waved at him for no reason and turned back to her. “Pasta salad? I never heard of it…I heard of salad and pasta but not together… sounds delicious.” Bride smiled brightly as he took the plate Rosa offered to him with the pasta salad. There was one thing though that he noticed…chicken… Bride was a vegetarian and didn’t any meat at all. He stared quietly as the plate then he took a bite out of the grape tomatoes. He didn’t want to upset Rosa by not eating the meat but he really… really didn’t like eating meat at all. “I love tomatoes…” He said as he finished eating all the tomatoes and ate the pasta, he was still though leaving out the chicken. “You cook really good, its delicious. Thank you for the meal” Bride said as he took another bite from the pasta. He wanted to learn how to cook but it always ended up tasting like flowers…. “Every time I try to cook it taste like flowers… I don’t know why…” Bride giggled as she ate more with her new found friend. Hana didn’t bother to watch or go to the opening announcement and instead stayed at the parking lot with his gang mates. The Yankee club as it said on one sign a guy was carrying was a bunch of delinquents together, all are guys and they hope they can actually get some Yankee girls to join. Hana, the leader of the gang sat on the ground talking to his mates about new members. “Any new members?” He asked on of his guys. ‘Eh sorry boss he got no new ones yet, I wanted to ask those girls there but they might think we are hitting on them boss.” The young Yankee said and pointed to two ladies eating lunch together. Hana watched the two and sighed, he hit the young Yankee’s head and laughed. “Oy! Don’t give up bro! I am sure we Yankees will get some girls with us! We are family anyway!” They all laughed, as they were a true family. Hana was happy to be the leader of the gang. They may be delinquents yet they do have good hearts. He then heard someone talk to him, he turned around to see some weird gamer guy with lots of gaming stuff his little sister would like. “Oh!?” He said, it sounded like he was threating the kid but no he was happy to see someone willing to hang out with his mates. He stood up tall and moved closer to the guy. His skirt blew with the wind as he gave an intimidating smile. “Sure bro you can hang out with us!” Hana said as he put his hands in his pockets and smiled again. He tired not to get in any fights for the first day though as much he wanted to fight he promised Iyo he wouldn’t fight that day.

She felt her heart flutter as the nerves of talking to someone swam through her skin like fuzzy worms. "Ah..." She tried to speak, not able to find the words quick enough before he moved on, introducing himself, even asking her to be his friend. Her eyes went wide with shock. It wasn't that people didn't ask her to be her friend, it was just that she often never gave them the chance to. She usually ran away before this point. "I'm... ah... Madison..." She began, telling him her real name. "It's... nice to meet you, Brvr." she added, plastering an awkward smile to her face as she fought the instinct to run away. "I guess we can be... f-f-fri-friends." She finished, stumbling over the word 'friend', a foreign word. "Are you sure you don't want an ice pack? I'll... I'll go get one anyway." She spoke before running off in the direction of the kitchen. She pulled out one of the rags they use for cleaning and rinsed it out really well in the water fountain before returning to Brvr. With shaking hands, she attempted to place the rag on his head where he'd been holding it. "Does... Does that hurt?" She asked, looking down at him with concerned eyes. She wanted so badly just to run away but... this person... seemed nice. And she did feel bad for causing him pain. Her side hurt a bit but by now it was gone, a dull pain long forgotten. A scowl on her face, the young angel sat at the roof of the school, watching the people below her. They were gathered in the parking lot, doing who knows what. She sighed and laid back against the hot surface of the roof, her eyes set to the sky above. Memories of what transpired in the skies of her world drifted to the front of her mind before she shook them away, sending them back. She let out a rather loud yell, frustration at it's peak before jumping up and running over to the door to go back in. She'd only been here a few days and already she was going crazy. But part of her wanted to believe this was okay, that it would be okay, that it was better. As she climbed down the stairs, tears began to overtake her face, falling with gentle grace to the floor. Her knees buckled and she sank to the floor, sitting on the stairs. She let her body continue to fall as she slumped against the cold wall next to her, her face blank as tears silently fell from her cheeks. She lifted a hand to the ring hung around her neck and fidgeted with it, rubbing calloused fingers over it's smooth surface. Why? Why did it always end like this for me? She asked herself sourly, her face contorting into an ugly image of a young woman wrack with anguish. She had lost everything. She wasn't allowed to see Carmen, her roommate, she wasn't allowed to see Xanthus or... any of them. So many lost, so may gone from her eyes. The only thing left are the tears, the unending, undying tears that continue to fall from her eyes like rain. Pink hair fell around her eyes and stuck to her cheeks, wet from the tears. Blue eyes stared down at the floor as the world wobbled before her, the tears warping her view. She was still dressed for the war, her stark white dress laden with gold accents. She had long since shed the armor that had once graced her shoulders, fearing it would swallow her whole. The white metal was stashed somewhere in a janitorial closet, hiding away from the eyes that wished to never see it again. Lily Brightendale was once again broken, unable to come to terms with what exactly was happening to her. She didn't know who was her friend anymore. Her father become her slave driver and her mortal enemy, her benefactor. Besides, since when had Lucifer been so kind... That was the only reason she couldn't completely believe that this was good for her in any way. If it was Lucifer's will, why would it end well?

Oh, that's right. It wasn't until Tony brought it up that Kat was reminded of her original objective of heading to the cafeteria. "Ah, yes, that'd be perfect, actually. I didn't have the chance to eat anything for breakfast, and I was also searching for it." She followed after Tony, before Lilly flew away saying she'd be back. "What was that about?" She asked Tony, not really expecting an actual answer from him. "Anyhow, we should head to the cafeteria, regardless. Lead the way, Tony." She said, smiling at him.

Brvr became somewhat confused at how Madison was acting, she seemed flustered. When she had went to try and get an ice pack and returned with a wet washcloth it had been something. He wasn't used to people being nice to him, not since he had killed his only friend... Only master Glitch had been so nice since then, Ben had been a jerk and the rest had just laughed at him. He wasn't sure what to say to her and his cheeks became even more red, acsenting the pikachu ear hoody he had on... Though it was torn and covered in what were mostly bloodstains. "Uh... Thank you, y-you really didn't have to do that. He shuddered as she awkwardly tried to put the cloth on his head, and it kept falling down. "T-thank you... I haven't had friends in so long, only master Glitch. I feel I should thank you but I'm not sure how, all though after that time with splendy I know how to make a girl happy. But your my freind, I don't know anything about friends since my best friend abandoned me... For so long... Before he knew it he was hugging her tightly, crying his eyes out. He really should stayed away from that subject, he didn't want to scare her away or he'd feel even worse. Glitch smiled at the faction leader for this Yankee club, he could tell that he was trying to intimidate him. It'd never work though, he hadn't been intimidated by slendy... Though he had been to scared to do it in person. "Kool, you can call me Glitch. I'm a bit new here, and you know I'd like to get a good standing. Your gang seems to be the leet so I came here to join this faction." Glitch said, smiling a bit and leaning against a wall. "I hope you don't mind, I just mean your the coolest faction I know of and I'd like to use your guild's standing to get up in the world us know? Plus y'all seem pretty cool guys."

Rosalyn dug into his plate of pasta salad, glad that it turned out so well. There was just the right amount of everything. While he ate, he kept half an eye on the Yankee club, because he noticed that creepy guy with the blade from earlier walk up. If anything happened he'd be ready. Rosalyn giggled when Bride said she everything she cooked tasted like flowers. "You might be using too much herbs and spices. Either that or your putting flowers in whatever you're cooking. Those are the only things I can think of that would taste like flowers." That's when Rosalyn noticed something, Bride was purposely avoiding the chicken on her plate. "Oh my god, are you a vegetarian? I'm so sorry! If I had known I would have made some without the chicken!" Rosalyn knew he should have gone with something more plain and safe for any type of friend that he may have made. He really hoped that Bride would still be his friend after this, he hadn't meant to upset her. That was another one of the things that Rosalyn hadn't gotten a choice about. His family's magic was combat based, and thus took a lot of energy to use, especially the passive inhuman strength. Their bodies needed protein to survive, so Rosalyn ate lots and lots of meat, and drank had to drink a protein shake everyday with breakfast. He added meat into a lot of the stuff he cooked because of that reason. He made a mental note to make sure there was vegetarian stuff for Bride as well. "I promise, tomorrow I'll make something without meat in it for you."

"Uh... Thank you, y-you really didn't have to do that. He shuddered as she awkwardly tried to put the cloth on his head, and it kept falling down. "T-thank you... I haven't had friends in so long, only master Glitch. I feel I should thank you but I'm not sure how, all though after that time with splendy I know how to make a girl happy. But your my freind, I don't know anything about friends since my best friend abandoned me... For so long..." He told her before wrapping his arms around her in a hug, his tears soaking her hoodie. Crap! It's getting wet! Oh, I hope it doesn't get ruined... Addy's arms were held awkwardly over Brvr's body as she was trying to decide whether or not to run or just accept her fate here. "Ahh..." She mumbled before sighing and placing her hands on Brvr's back, patting it softly. "There's really no need..." She told him, biting her lip, her nerves still getting to her. "I uh... don't know much about friends either. So... don't feel so bad?" She added, feeling more and more awkward. Her first 'friend' and he was already ruining her favorite hoodie. This thing was suppose to be good luck... "And... you can call me Addy... My dad gave me the nickname." She finished, her voice low.

Bride continued to eat the pasta as Rosa explained the reason of it tasting like flowers. When he thought about it she was probably right, he never knew the right amount of spices or herbs so usually he would dunk it all...and maybe add a couple of flowers as well. He scratched the back of his head and gave an embarrassed smile."oh... No wonder why, I would just throw in lots of spices and herbs in there and maybe a bit of flowers. Well at least I know what am I doing wrong, thank you Rosa." Bride blushed and bowed his head again for thanks. As he continued to eat Rosa noticed that he was not eating his chicken, he stepped back from when she found out. Bride felt terrible for making Rosa go all that at him not eating most of the food. "A-ah it's fine, you didn't know I was a vegetarian and I never mentioned it when you offered lunch..." He looked away as he said that, he must be causing really a bit of trouble for her. "Sorry I thinks this is more on my fault." Bride bowed his head and blushed, felling embarrassed about that. He really didn't like how this was going, he messed up on his first day... That hit him hard. "It's alright, you don't go that trouble for me. It hard to be friends with vegetarian you know." Bride gave a small laugh, trying to lighten the mood. Hoping that he can undo his up. Hana wasn't sure to think of the boy named Glitch, first of all... Glitch? That would his little sister would name herself sine she was so gamer and computer tech type of person. Second... This guys was complementing on the Yankee club? They get death threats and challenges but not complements. This mad Hana feel a bit uneasy, this guy seemed a bit too much. The gang was glad that they were getting a new Yankee to their team but Hana wanted to be sure. "Boss! We got a n-" Hana smacked the back head of the speaking Yankee in other for him to shut p. " I make the decision here you idiots!" He said in a threatening voice, the Yankees stepped learning that he was still the boss. He looked at Glitch again, guilds? Faction? What is this an rpg? Hana stepped closer to the wall Glitch was leaning in. "So you wanna join? Coolest faction eh... Sounds fishy since you are new here..." Hana was taking preoccupations with this guy, something about him felt uneasy. " I guess you can hang out with us, but... You technically don't fit in with your...clothing there, no offense man but eh you need something tough. Us Yankees got this style that shows how tough we are. Eh so you should change something as well, show your tough side." Hana explained to Glitch but still something about him doesn't feel right. The other Yankees don't notice it, they were happy for the new guy...still something doesn't feel right.

Eddie felt her body course with rage and anger, every muscles in her tensed, and her nose scrunched with utter loathing. She needed to calm down, she was cool, she was cool, she was cool. Eddie’s face became impassive and she rested her head in her hand. Her roommate was annoying, yes, but Eddie would spend most of her time outside anyways. Her roommate had covered the entire room with Hellish posters and had an altar, probably willing to curse her, yes, but Eddie was aloof and wouldn’t bother her much….and she would draw a line! Yes, a line! It fixes everything! Eddie dug into her bag and retrieved her art tape that she used for her drawings sometimes. She slapped it to the floor and unraveled it as she walked across the room – completely and equally halving it. She tore the end with her teeth and smacked it into the floor. “This half is mine, that is yours. I expect all of your belongings to be removed by the end of the day.” Eddie said matter-of-factly, bouncing onto her bed and dragging her bag with her, taking out some of her art supplies to doodle. Maybe she should be socializing instead, but Eddie wanted to keep her eyes on her rather…odd roommate. She seemed to be the type that would go against Eddie’s wishes just for spite.

Tony found Lily to be quite odd, but to be fair, she was a ghost. He probably shouldn't be able to understand dead people's motives anyways. Now it was just Katherine and him, which of course he didn't mind. Tony shrugged at her question, "beats me," he replied. He smiled as they were walking, but then asked "would you mind if I say with you at lunch? I'm new and it our the first person I've met. Well, besides the ghost." Hart held the door to the cafeteria open for Kat, "ladies first" he chimed.

"Some warriors begin their tale with love. Some begin with hate. Some are just too edgy to have time for love and hate." -Bloodedge Bible, Excerpt 69 What did the name, Deathedge, hold onto? No one was sure of it. Some predicted him to hold a dark past due to his rumored criminal background. Others thought of him to be a murderer who lurked in the dark, waiting to empower himself by feasting upon the blood of others. No matter how outrageous he was thought to be, all sorts of rumors were considered to be possibilities. What they did know was that Deathedge had the power to obliterate a truck flying towards him at two-hundred miles per hour. All he needed was a single swipe of his hand, and he would somehow send the truck werving away. No matter how one looked at it, it was as if God himself was born within a man. Did he have a heart? Did he hold mercy? Did he believe in honor? Who was Deathedge? What was he, and how did he become what he was now? Though a trail of dark rumors followed his name, his actions spoke brightly. For when he struck the truck, he had done so to smash it away from a little girl. When he had to slam his head against a soda machine, he did so because the soda did not come out of the machine. When he had to do his homework, he had to do so with great frivolity so that he could watch the television news for the sake of his family. ... ... ... ... ... Well, Deathedge thought as he sat on a bench, bullsh%# is bullsh%#. I still can't believe some idiot was allowed to write up a newspaper article like that. The man known as Deathedge sat on a bench within a certain academy he was brought into. His eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were closed, his hands were in his pockets, and his attitude was outright pessimistic right at the moment. "Why," one may ask. The truth was that Deathedge was neither a freakish serial killer nor some suicidal vigilante. In fact, Sangue Rana wanted to live a normal life. He had no idea on how the heck he could actually achieve a normal life if everyone consistently hailed him as some sort of death god. In fact, he wished for someone to talk back at whatever mean words he had to say. Street punks disappointed him the most. He once told a group of hoodlums robbing a young lady to "scram," and they acted like they were facing divine retribution and ran away. Deathedge, however, did manage to catch them by using his secret ability: calling the cops. "Soon, Deathedge," he muttered to himself as he slouched a little on the bench he sat on. "Soon, you'll get that life you want... Hopefully. ... As Deathedge enjoyed the moment of peace by himself, he felt a certain emptiness in his stomach catch his attention. Should he go get a snack? ...That was probably a good idea. Perhaps he should go to the cafeteria and get some grub.

Evelyn - The Line She was rather content on the outside just flipping through her magazine and seeming not to pay this snotty bitch any mind, however, on the inside Ev was dying of laughter catching the ill vibes off her new roommate, her aura blazing red and hot like the infernal flames of the Black Circle. Ever sly she smirked to herself, a small, insolent snicker given. Heh. She'll be out of here in no time. But...as before, the girl's seething halted and she was back to her cold indifference, except this time...she fired back. Evelyn watched her, her eyebrow raising slightly as she rummaged through her bag and pulled out the masking tape. "I guess that's for my mouth, right?" She mouthed crossing her arms. "I'd like to see you even try and put that on me. Better yet, stick it on yours." It turned out though the tape wasn't meant for Ev.....it was meant for her room. AWW HELL NAH!!!! Now it was her seething underneath with a hellish rage, glaring with burning crimson eyes towards the tape line, then to the bitch who laid it down. Oh the many colourful ways she imagined ripping her limb from limb, painting her walls with blood and decorating her altar...with a new skull. "You....." Ev growled under her breath clenching her fists, literally her eyes glowing, but she mellowed out with a sigh and a shrug, "Fine fine. You have your space and I have mine, whatever. You done throwing your little fit now? Good." She may have put a line down...but every line was meant to be crossed eventually. "Now if you'll excuse me..." Turning back to her bed, she grabbed her guitar and flipped on her amp, cranking it up to an inconsiderable volume and tearing into a sinister, hard hitting riff. While she played though, she noticed her annoying roomie....was also an artist....so there was some redeeming quality...but not much.