What was going on this morning? Was this school always so...weird? And so...lax on their stance regarding public...well not indecency or...well YES indecency, but that just sounded harsh. Connie wasn't quite sure how to take...much of anything that had happened in the past few moments, the only thing that seemed to stick and process was Gwen introducing herself and continually using what she assumed to be a complimentary nick name. So now there was a name to the nudist to match the body that Connie once again turned her head away from out of both manners and embarrassment; more so for their location and passers by than anything else.

"YES HELLO GWEN MY NAME IS CONSTANCE BLENDIN OR CONNIE TO PEOPLE THERE IS NO 3D TELEVISION AT MY HOUSE BUT IF YOU WANT TO BRING SNACKS THAT IS FINE BUT PLEASE NO MEAT FOODS BECAUSE I WILL BE SICK AND YES COME TO MY HOUSE TONIGHT IT IS HALF A MILE AWAY FROM THE CAMPUS, IT'S THE RED HOUSE, ADDRESS 5642 THAT GOES FOR EVERYONE WHO-" She was yelling again because of that awkward, nervous, unsure-whhat-to-do feeling that arose in situations like that.

But the reason she was cut off was because of a collapsing Rebecca. Connie's fliers again scattered about the floor, some blowing away in the breeze. Rebecca, or perhaps her clothes, was heavier than Connie would've expected.

"Uh...uhm...uh...O...okay? You..you should come too, Gwen, the nurse will have clothes for you...uh...Rin...uh...quiet girl...I'll see you tonight at my house? Okay? Little help, er..err..um...Gwen?"

Connie had one of Rebecca's arms draped around her shoulder as she was not confident enough to carry her outright.

Oh, what would mother think.

"...What is happening right now?" Her musings were to herself; if nothing else, things were certainly...lively.

"Can you maybe give us like a map," Rei asked nervously. She really appreciated Bride's warm attitude. She really would make a great childhood friend character. With her kind and sweet actions towards Rei, which made her feel much more comfortable around her.

Hamlin sighed to himself as he walked over to the strange little group. He'd never seen a vampire quite so enamored with their prey before...it was a novel experience - something that you learn to appreciate when you're immortal. He reached the young brunette who seemed to have attracted so much attention. "Miss? My name's Mr Deacon - I'm one of the school's PE teachers. I think I would be more suited to take this young woman to the nurse's office...you can accompany me, of course, should you wish. However, you'll have to stay close - I'll be cutting across the courtyard, and it's a little isolated around there.".

Rin

Sometimes, with such a short attention span as Rin has, she just zones out and gets distracted by everything that's happening around her and she just forgets to talk. This was one such time. First it was the semi-naked girl. Rin looked wide-eyed at her, and then looked away just before one could call it staring. Why was there a naked person in the school courtyard? Oh well, who cares? She was pretty! Then, the other pretty girl fainted! Rin went to rush to her side, but then saw a squirrel running through one of the trees and got distracted by that too. She watched the squirrel run through the trees with a big goofy smile on her face.

She didn't zone back in until her name was said. "Oh... OH! I'm sorry! I... Got distracted, that happens sometimes!" She then wedged her big box in between her back pack and her bag so it would stay and wrapped her arm around Rebecca's waist, helping Connie walk her to the Nurse's office. "I'll help! I may be short, but I am strong! A little bit..." She said with another giggle, blushing a little from zoning out while all this was happening.

Rin then looked up at the teacher who just introduced himself. "Oh, your a teacher? That's cool! She fainted. Unles you saw that, then you don't need me to tell you that do you? But I said it just in case you do, because you didn't see it, and only saw us helping her up."

Zac

Zac closed his eyes with a smirk on his face as he continued picking the intro riff while Ev nailed Hammet's part over top of it. This, this was what life was about for Zac. Finding like minded musicians to just jam with. Maybe, it could even go further? This Dexter guy seemed to be saying that he played drums. YES! Maybe, the three of them could start a band! As he went to transition into the next part of the song, hoping that Ev was still with him, he pointed at the disassembled drum kit in the corner with his guitar. "There should be enough room." Even with both electric guitars going, Dexter would have heard Zac perfectly.

Things are totally becoming the take on the calm before the storm, interesting, this school doesn't seem like one of those everyday ones but oh yes. I can hang here. "Well then see you later, I bid you bye bye for now, Connie." I gave her a wink, and help Ms. Passed Out along, the PE Teacher sure does have clothes and it will help her, other than Gwen can't think of anything else; Her mind is complex and lies deeply into forging the unknown yet is calm as the wind and cold as the ice. I just followed them and she seems mysterious and gives me this nostalgia but who cares, I might as well help. "Yo, shorty pants, let me take responsibility too. I suspect this is partly my fault." Okay, talk about reverse psychology, I'm prancing around like a unicorn and my trolling behavior isn't helping at all.

The blonde one had problem stating her request to Walter but fortunately for him the other bluntly had asked for a map. "Oh, so you are lost? I know the feeling, to this day I still have a bit of difficulty navigating this enormous school." Walter said as he got a map of the school from his janitor cart which for some reason had one.

"Here you go, ladies." Handing it out to the two girls, Walter had a suggestion. "Though I can show you around if you would like. The map's kind of hard to understand and I'm kind of free right now."

Bride even though was having a hard time thinking on what to say Rei was able to do it. "Ah yes m-map!" He clapped his hands together and nodded back. Rei probably was more smart with those things than him. HE took the map from the friendly janitor, it was nice of him to give a map to them. "T-thank you!" but once Bride looked at it...it was a pure headache. "Uuuhhhhh....." He titled it multiple times and still couldn't understand it. Bride knew he wasn't that smart but still though the map might even confused a lot of people.

"C-can you show us?...it hard t-to understand....uuhh...um t-thhank you again!" He continued to look at the map as he asked the janitor for help. He forgot to ask Rei though about it since she was nervous earlier. "Ah, sorry Rei...i-is it okay for you if we get a tour i-instead?"Bride blush as he forgot to consider her feelings instead.

"I guess I'm fine with it," Rei said, eyeing the janitor. He seemed nice enough. The kind of person who will always be able to tell you how to get to class. He was still slightly scary, but his act of kindness eased the fear. So Rei was actually okay with getting the tour. Well, more like she was willing to do it. If the map had Ben easier to red then she probably wouldn't have wanted the tour. But hey you take what you get.

The two agreed to Walter's offer. Looks like he wasn't going to be waiting all day after all. "Well, alright then. Follow me."

Walter first took the two to the school's classrooms. There were numerous but fortunately they have all been marked with either names or numbers and Walter made sure to point out the landmarks that the two can use for remembrance. The immortal could only hope they remember all of this though they can just ask again and he would be more than happy to assist.

During the classroom tour, Walter brought up a rather strange subject. "Hey uhh, girls? I don't know if it's just me but..." He could not word his thoughts without sounding weird so instead he asked. "What do you know of Orean Cause?"

Bride followed with Rei as the Janitor gave them both a tour, the is really complex as there seemed to numerous rooms that didn't seem to have much as the was a biology room just for plants, such complications. There were also some landmarks as well like the dog statue beside the lockers on the third floor, there were 4 floors and even an elevator as well. He did wonder how much the money this the school have though, to have many rooms, such commodities and stuff must be very pricy.

While taking the tour the janitor asked a question but the thing that caught his mind is the word girly....was he though of being girl again?...that happens more than once a day now a days... Bride blushed, hoping to clear things ups after he answered the question. "Oh um, its bug and...must be pricy. I don't know much about this place but some costumers in my mom's store says lots of things like its nice and odd but I think that is a good thing right?" Bride nodded as what form what he had said then decided to tell his gender. "Oh umm...uuhh..."...He found it harder to say it than thinking about it...

"I don't really know very much about it, I don't really go out much and socialize. I'm really just mainly looking forward to this for artistic purposes,"Rei told the janitor. Her gray eye had been looking for a while, noting the fears of the people it saw. But, Rei didn't notice the fears themselves. She was too preoccupied to notice.

Sitting in the backseat of the taxi, Kiri could feel it. The tingling, itching sensation on her nose, the burning hot feeling in her chest. She looked over at her bag with wide eyes and grabbed onto it best she could before opening the door to make the driver think she ran off and then poof, she felt her body make contact with a large object, felt like wood to a degree, before it gave way and she tumbled into the light.

Taking a moment to realize she hadn't been seriously injured, she looked around. It looked like she'd just come out of some sort of closet and she was currently sitting on the door to said closet. Sighing, she looked up once again and noticed them finally. She blinked, wide eyed, and waved with a small, awkward smile. There were two small girls with a rather large looking janitor man. Coughing, she stood up from the door and stepped down.

"The in-integrity of that door was compromised... I... uh... checked it for you." She spoke, addressing the man. She could feel her cheeks getting warm. Suddenly, and without warning, the small framed black haired girl swiveled quickly, turning to look at the closet.

"My bag! Emi-chan!!!" She shouted, running back into the room, frantically searching for her bag. A few moments later, she returned out of the room with a gray book bag clutched to her chest. "I thought I'd lost them." She spoke to no one in particular.

Hamlin gathered up the vampire's sleeping form, one arm under her knees and one supporting her back. "All right then. Follow me miss - though..." Hamlin raised an eyebrow. "We should probably get you some clothes. If you cause many more nosebleeds the janitor will kill you." This said, Hamlin bent sideways at the waist until his upper body was perpendicular to his legs, then picked up the shirt and underwear the girl had discarded. "Put these back on will you? And follow me.".

This said, he turned toward the corridor which led to one of the school's courtyards, as a shortcut to get to the nurse's office. Of course, he'd have to make sure the girl got a full set of clothes - and that she didn't remove these ones once she had replaced them. That amount of exposure wasn't good for a girl or her reputation.

Both the girls said they do not know much of the Orean Cause. Just that they're there for reasons of their own. "I see. Thank you, girls. Now let us proceed to the gymnasium."

As the trio made their way out of the classrooms, Walter remembered something that should be done upon meeting accomplices. "Oh, yes. I am Walter. This is actually my first time in this school so in a way, I am just as lost as you are." The immortal introduced himself. "Though I did have a day to tour the place."

"How about you, girls?"

Ekaterina (Katya)

It was disheartening to have her question ignored although given her size and the fact everyone looked like they were already interacting with each Katya let it slide after all there was little she could or was willing to do draw everyone’s attention on her. She’d simply watch what was going on and figure it out, after all how hard could that be. It didn’t long but the girl holding the flyers was inviting people to watch a few movies together. To Katya that didn’t really sound appealing as she much prefer a more interactive from of entrainment. But it would provide a good chance to socialize provided the number of people that actually showed up wasn’t too high otherwise she’d find it difficult to intact. But there was no why to know so she’d just have to show up and see what happens.

Giving a sigh Katya stayed on the edge of the group listening or watching for anything that might provide only to see a half-naked girl run up to the group. The sight of the half-naked girl Katya blink twice not really sure she was simply seeing things or actually seeing someone only in their under garments out in public on the first day of school.
“That’s one way to get noticed.” she thought out loud wondering what could compel someone to remove their clothes and walk around in public, it was then she noticed a girl waring red faint. The time oddly seeming to coincide with arrive of the half-naked girl. Wanting to help the girl who had fainted Katya couldn’t bring herself to having lost what exactly was going on. Taking a single step back from the group Katya wanting a tiny bit of distance from the bulk of the group she simply watched events unfold finding a group so lively was too much for her to handle at this time.

The moment the flyer girls mentioned where the movie night thing was taking place Katya made a note of it in her phone this decided to slip away from this lively group. Worried that if she stayed near them she would end up having a heart attack or make a fool of herself. Taking another step back Katya was confident she could slip away unnoticed sometimes being under 5ft had advantages. She slipped away as best she could and retreated behind a nearby school building, feeling slightly glad to be away from all that commotion. Taking a minute to process everything Katya thought she wonder around the school a little more although this time would do it learn the layout after all it was something she needed to do.

Sighing Katya pulled a neatly folded bit of paper out of her pocket and opened it revealing a school map that she had made marked all the rooms she needed know. Making a mental list of all the rooms she put the map away not wanting to become dependent on it to get around. That and she wasn’t sure where she was in the school. Taking a step in a slightly planned direction she keep walking until she found something she could use a point of reference.

Bride wanted to explain that first he was not a girl but fir seems harder than he thought. Maybe because once he did that people grew so distant with him and never really talk to him after that. He didn't want tog I've a bad impression...at the first day of course! "oohh...o-okay..." he whispered quietly as he still continued to follow the janitor who introduced himself as Walter. Hew as apparently also new to the school but was given a day tour. "Oh..I am new here...y-yyes new.." Bride was still wondering when to clear up some things about his gender but really couldn't find a right time to do so.

But then all of a sudden a girl just pooped of the nearest janitor closet that they were near off. Bride was nearly given a heart attack by that... like nearly enough s he did grew hop with a very weak heart. "Aahh!!" he clutched his heart as he could sudden pain rising but slowly decreases after that. "....aaahhhh..." he breathed in and out trying to settle his heart s from the surprise of the girl[Kiri] from the closet.

Kiri blinked, not sure if they man hadn't seen her or just didn't care about the door, but decided to shrug it off for the mean time. She was sure she'd get some sort of trouble for it later. It always found her at the most in-opportune times.

Turning she noticed one of the girls breathing heavily and clutching her chest. Tilting her head, Kiri waved at the girl with a small smile and walked over.

"Hi! I'm Kiri!" She greeted the girl with a wide smile, so wide it forced her eyes closed. Messy brown hair fell across her face and on to her shoulder, laying haphazardly on the scarf around her neck. "You are?" She asked, the smile disappearing for a more quizzical expression.

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.

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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.

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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?

...No...

I NEED TO EAT MY LUNCH! The man screamed internally as he threw himself off of the bench. God, I'm hungry.

With a deathly aura emitting out of him, the man slowly reached out for his pocket. A few students who managed to spot him felt themselves tense at the sight of him reaching for his pocket.

"Isn't that...?" A bald student asked his pompadour-haired friend.

"It is, m'friend," the pompadour guy said as his breaths became short and heavy. "It's him. I read about him before. What's he doing here? What the heck is he reaching for?"

Deathedge shoved his hand in his pocket.

"HE SHOVED HIS HAND INTO HIS POCKET!"

"MOTHER OF GOD..."

He slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket.

"Bejeebus meleebus patricinasus, what can it be?!"

"It's probably something lethal. Brace yourself, comrade!"

The white-haired man revealed a peanut-butter sandwich wrapped in a red plastic wrapper. Unfortunately for him, his reputation stirred a good amount of misunderstandings.

"HE'S EATING BLOOD! GOOD GAWHAHHDAFGSNWIAMD-"

"WHOA, WAIT UP!"

Deathedge ignored the sound of the two horrified students running away from him as he unwrapped the thing he held onto so dearly.

He swore that no matter where he went, there was at least one mofo to ruin his day just by knowing him. The man soon found himself eating the sandwich hungrily, devouring half of it in... a minute.

He wondered why some people believed that he could eat a horse in thirty seconds.





A tune slowly oozed around the school. What kind of tune? A musical tune. What kind of musical tune? A tune with bass.

Lots and lots of bass.

Disc O. Baylor loved music, yet he was considerate enough not to blast out music at full volume at the school. Instead, he blasted music through some headphones, his body naturally making motions as he walked outside the main building. Music was his groove, and it was disco was his jam. Disco was love, music was life.

As he walked, the student suddenly stopped moving, pumping his neck and chest along with the beats of the music he listened to, before returning back to his little walk. He could feel the burn of disco lighting an adrenaline deep within him.





A girl held onto a white doll tightly as she entered the school building timidly.

A blank expression, a strange spiritual aura, and a curiosity that strove within her. The dark-haired girl known as Saya walked, almost as if tip-toeing her way. Her footsteps made light, delicate taps that barely made themselves audible. Dressed in red, orange, and a small tinge of black, Saya looked like a doll moving on its own.

She learned how to walk not too long ago. Her isolation from the world had made her forget how to walk, so she had to learn how to do so again. Thankfully, the girl caught up quickly, and now knew how to walk a little. She still waddled every now and then in her attempts to keep her body straight.

The girl's grip on her doll tightened. Holding it closely to herself, the girl looked around, allured by the building's curiously large structures.

Saya wandered into one of the many classrooms.



Saya blinked as she was moved back by an invisible force. Looking back, she stared at something with a curious look.



Saya nodded slowly, turning away from what she was staring at. With the doll in her arms, she walked deeper into the school.





A man folded his next lesson plans as if they were origami papers.

Mithril Linseis grinned as he froze himself. Letting his hands back away from the Eiffel Tower he spent time on for the entire day, he walked away from the amazingly complex structure of origamis, taking out his phone before taking as many photos as he could. After capturing photos of the Tower in so many angles, he stood up, dusted his coat, and placed his phone on his bed.

For the entire day, he had spent time making the Tower because he memorized all of the lessons he needed to teach for the next few months. There really was nothing for him to do other than mess around doing seemingly pointless things. In truth, such pointless things actually kept his mind processing, allowing him to memorize so many lessons in the first place. It was a secret that only those who worked hard knew of: to be good at something, one should not stop doing something else when they have the time to do so. Just because he was good at his programming class did not mean that he would do good in making a video game; he would need to find satisfaction and inspiration by playing video games while maintaining his knowledge in programming.

Fortunately for him, he was no longer a programmer. The company he set up, after all, was full of programmers. No need for a director to keep programming by himself, right?

Putting on his sunglasses, the man went over to the corner of his bedroom, picking up a white piece of wood.

He then did the one thing many origami constructors would scream at.



The man leapt on his Eiffel Tower, effectively crushing it with his body weight. As hundreds of origami papers flew around and rolled across the room, Linseis found himself tumbling through his bedroom door.

Bursting through the partially shut door, the man stopped rolling in front of the head of his maids.

"...Greetings, Mr. Linseis. You're late for work."

"...I am?"

"Yes."

"But... isn't it Labor Day?"

"Mr. Linseis," the maid said with an emotionless expression as she suddenly took out a small calendar from her apron. "Labor Day does not exist in the school you are teaching."

"WHAT?! How come?! Agh- screw it. I'm going to establish Labor Day somehow. Just you wait!"

"That is good and all, but Mr. Linseis, we need you to get to the school as soon as possible. Some of your substitutes are panicking because they think that you died due to an unknown circumstance. It is possible that if you are fired, we maids will be able to follow your 12th Maid Amendment and circumcise you, therefore effectively preventing you to be unable to have children through se-"

"Sweet Jesus; itadaki-f*cking-masu."

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It took Linseis a bit to avoid getting scolded by his other maids, but he soon found freedom when he arrived at his mile-wide garage. Putting up a thoughtful look, he wondered vehicle he should pick for the day.

Lamborghinis were his cheapest means of transportations, so he did not plan on using them until he went for some freaky joyride to a beach. The motorcycles he had, on the other hand, were pretty good, but a bit too flashy even for his tastes. He needed something fitting- something befitting of a teacher who wanted to excite students.

His eyes fell upon his bicycle.

"..."

Mithril made a mysterious grin.

A few minutes later, the man suddenly burst out of his garage, his bicycle moving with extreme speed. He sat with his arms and legs crossed- his feet resting on the handlebars- as he permitted the bicycle pedal on its own as it pedaled to Orean Cause.

Rei looked at the girl who had just showed up and then back at Bride. She leaned closer to Bride, trying to stay away from the girl who had just made herself present. Rei tried to calm down, she would have to get more used to people, she was at a school, after all. When the girl introduced herself to Bride, Rei looked at Bride wondering exactly how Bride would introduce herself.

Before the two girls could introduce themselves, all of a sudden a girl just burst out of the nearest janitor closet that they were near off. The two were startled greatly while Walter felt his heart skip a beat but his heroic senses immediately told him something was wrong. Gazing at the blonde girl, Walter saw her clutch her chest as if her heart had failed. "Miss! Are you alright?" He was not sure how to deal with heart failure. The best he could do was speed dial the school doctor.

Fortunately the blonde girl began recover though the culprit did not seem to notice the predicament and walked up to introduce herself. The new girl had messy brown hair that fell across her face and on to her shoulder, laying haphazardly on the scarf around her neck. Her name was Kiri and waited for the blonde girl's response.

However, Walter briefly interjected. "Um, miss Kiri? I trust your sudden and startling entrance was accidental and will not happen again? You know, for the sake of madam here."