Zensei Zaza

After hearing the the Nocturne and Druid introduce themselves, Zensei replied with a cheerful tone. "I'm Zensei Zaza and I'm better than you!" Following his rude remark, a human said something that immensely annoyed the pixie. "You better use the portal again you peasant!" He yelled, quickly releasing Kuroda's arm and starting away. "Follow me if you want to see our room." He said in a neutral, almost mysterious voice.

Turn after turn, dead end after dead end, the pixie kept searching for room 10-H. Then, the same voice that was heard after the test, boomed throughout the hallway. "In one hour it will be midnight. Your curfew begins at midnight. When your curfew begins, the beautiful carpet will grow longer and whip around, all while being electrified. I wouldn't try destroying it either, unless you like bolts of electricity being blasted at you." The pixie stopped breathing. Gradually releasing his voice, he screamed in fear. "Oh lordy I'm lost!" He felt great sorrow for what he had done, he lied.

He slowly descended to the luxurious ground and made his glow radiate larger, making it wobble and bubble around like wavy water. "Please accept my apology." He plead with a shaky voice.

Nuna Mori

Before having a chance to lose her temper or take a breather, she was surrounded by other students. Scanning their faces, Nuna paused her browse to be engaged in the looks of the tall human boy she groped. "I'm afraid I haven't had the honour of introducing myself to a fair lady. My haste to reach Rosewood overcame my better judgement prior. I hope you will forgive me for abandoning you in the woods. I am Nodah Listig. Always a pleasure. May I know your name?" Nuna instantaneously responded, "No, I am of apology my sincere mister. I wouldn't hesitate to abandon a person who performed such vulgar actions. Excuse me for such a scenario, being it was induced by special circumstances. I am Nuna Mori and do hope will get to know each other better."

Her conversation ended with a warm smile towards Nodah as her eyes traversed the area. The multiple races that were encased in the teleportal amazed Mori. She noticed the same demon with scales in the portal but caught the glimpse of a glowing green light. At that same moment, the teleportal had activated, muddling herself and the pupils. The intensity of turmoil the teleportal procured was unforgettable; the fog that impaired sight, the shrill of a scream that hindered hearing, and the ataxia caused by the sudden movement of the transporter. Though losing her composure, Nuna was able to distinguish the green fly from before clinging to the handsome Nocturne.

Offset by the tremor, she staggered onto the majestic carpet before her. "Things keep getting better, don't they?" Seeking the dorm hastily, what appeared was a door plated 4-C. "Whew... Finally." Mori stopped at the entrance about to enter but heard footsteps behind her. She thought of the worse but was eased at mind when she came to the conclusion that it may be a roommate. Turning around to face the creature, she couldn't resist the urge to begin giggling. She placed one hand over her mouth to prevent any outbursts. One thought ran through her head and it was the reaction of the demon to the activation of the transporter. You should have seen her. She was trying to act all stoic and then she almost went headfirst to the ground with all the commotion. She instantly stopped this behavior as the fellow student came closer. "Hello, I'm Nuna Mori. Nice to meet you! I am assuming that we will be living together in 4-C, right?" All of this was stated as she tried to keep her poise from the humor.

Reas was pushed up against the wall of the portal from the amount of people piling into it. The entrance closed and the "mystical" pattern of the interior began swirling distracting Reas from the feeling of being trapped in the cramped area. As Reas stood in the portal he looked up and saw the walls get slightly brighter before it started moving with a large jolt, shaking him and causing Reas to roll forward a bit before he completely stopped himself with the brakes. As the portal moved the blue fog came down over everyone's heads.

As the fog came down a high-pitch scream was heard from somewhere in the portals enclosed space which coupled with the increase of force on his body and nerves caused him to basically black out until he woke up on the carpeted floor. When Reas got up he shook off the fog that had seemed to have wormed it's way into his head and stretched, "I hope riding the portal gets easier over time". Reas looked at the numbers and letters floating above doors before he started rolling down the hallway leaving slight indents in the carpet in the wake of his skates as he looked for his dorm room, wanting to be the first to the room "I can get to know everyone in the later, first one to the room gets the best spot". When Reas reached the door he stopped to pull it open, gasping in surprise at the spacious room with with five large beds in it.

The pentagon shapped room seemed just as grand as the entrance with upward facing lamps illuminating the walls and ceiling, showing off the slowly changing paint. Reas rolled into the room and took a seat on one of the soft beds that were placed in the room. Reas stood ontop of the bed that he was sitting on and planted his foot on the footboard raising his fist into the air he said "I claim this bed in the name of Reas Grimorea Rank A" and his name etched itself into the headboard marking it as his. After he finished downing this Reas sat back down and put some of his clothes into the dresser beside the bed before he just waited for the others.

Zephyr

Zephyr stared in disbelief at the pixie as he apologized. Against his better judgement, he'd followed the obnoxious creature to dead end after dead end, even when it became obvious that he had no idea what was happening. His scaled fist clenched at his side as he resisted the urge to pick up the pixie and create a green stain on the carpet. They now had about an hour to find their dorm room before they were electrocuted by the carpet. The pixie was still on the floor, aura shaking as if he was about to start crying.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Zephyr groaned in frustration, not even sure if he was talking to the pixie or himself. Of course, he was an idiot for believing the tiny creature, and he was damned if he was going to wait around for Zensei to come to his senses and get a move on before they became ashes on the starry carpet. He looked at the numbers floating above the carpet more closely. The one closest to him read 10-R. Putting his palm against it, he nearly kept back in surprise as a grand oak door appeared in front of him, 10-R emblazoned in italics above his head. "Did you see that?" He asked, not necessarily to the pixie. However, even though he ached with every fibre in his demonic body to crush Zensei, he didn't necessarily want the carpet to be the one to get rid of him. "Come on. There has to be an order to this."

It took about fifteen minutes to find 10-H, and Zephyr tried not to cringe in embarrassment at how easy it had really been to find it. Placing his palm over the glowing letters, the door appeared and swung open for him. Pointed teeth displayed in a grin, he strolled in with his normal confidence, taking in the luxurious nature of the room. It didn't startle him. In the short time he'd been at Rosewood, he accepted such opulence to be the norm. A human had already reached the room and sat down on the bed labeled Reas Grimorea. He seemed fairly average, but had rollerblades on, which Zephyr found rather strange. It didn't bother him for long- he was used to how strange humans were, and it was a relief that he wouldn't be the only one dealing with that blasted pixie. Reaching a bed, Zephyr collapsed onto it with a satisfied sigh. The bed was almost unnaturally soft, giving Zephyr the sensation of floating on clouds. His name etched itself onto the headboard, and he sat up and looked at the human again. "What's your Class?" He asked him, sizing him up.

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Although most of his attention had been focused on the small winged-creature latched onto his wrist, Daichi heard a few stumbles followed by a light thud behind him. The nocturne's eyes darted to the side, putting himself on high guard in preparation for the worst. His head eventually followed his eyes, turning to face the source of the noise. Relief came upon his face as he relaxed when he realized that there was no need for such caution; a rather flashy human had stumbled out of the fog and was gathering his bearings behind another creature, one much more eye-catching than the being behind him.

The all-white demon approached Kuroda and the pixie with a sardonic expression on his face. The almost transparent irises were trained on the two creatures that had arrived only moments before. Daichi's eyes drifted downwards towards the scales adorned on the arm of the creature who had introduced himself as Zephyr and immediately flitted back up to meet his gaze. A grin spread across the nocturne's lips in an instant as he appraised the new company.

Just as he opened his mouth to respond, the raucous voice of Zensei interrupted his train of thought. The pixie spoke in such a foul manner, even Daichi couldn't hide the scowl on his face. "-'s that so?" He mumbled under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck before trailing behind the others sluggishly. Kuroda would occasionally glance over his shoulder to see if the human from before was a part of the group-search for Room 10-H, but the nocturne was torn from his lax state of mind once again by both the threatening message over the loud speaker and the annoyance that was the green pixie.

"Oh lordy I'm lost!" Daichi's patience had dwindled when he realized all the time spent roaming the winding halls did nothing for the lost creatures. Clenching his jaw, the black-haired cat narrowed his angular eyes at Zensei, the small pupils contracting into even thinner slits. He brought his knuckles to the palm of his other hand, cracking his joints before forming a fist by his side. He felt his gloves heat up, indicating that his temperament had been lost. "So you're telling me you had no idea where the fu--"

Kuroda's sentence was cut off before his hands could erupt into flames when the demon had come across something of interest. "-I think you're on to something." His anger had vanished within seconds as Zephyr gained his attention, and he blinked to revert his eyes back to normal. Daichi followed along, running his clothed fingertips across the smooth surface of the walls in a childish manner. His face lit up when 10-H was finally found, and he pranced into the room nonchalantly. He nearly stopped in his tracks when the grandiose dorm came into view- an opulent two-floor loft complete with large windows that provided a breath-taking view of the campus.

Daichi made his way over to the stairs, familiarizing himself to the human who had already claimed a bed. Reas, huh? He had no trouble finding this room, I bet. The nocturne yawned loudly and flopped backwards onto the soft sheets of the bed, sinking down into the fluffy comforter with his arms folded beneath his head. With that, his name covered the headboard on its own, and Daichi could feel sleep creeping up on him almost immediately.

Leval Lamrue

Leval stepped onto the portal’s pad, the other students had already gone up in a purple light. He walked around the portal’s perimeter looking around for clues as to how it worked, but didn’t find anything of note. He remembered the students cries as the portal had activated, ‘This might be a rough ride.’ With that thought in mind, Leval strode to the center of the platform and laid down on his back. “How does this activate?” he called over to Yayo. Instead of reply, a purple light blazed up through the floor and a blue fog came down. His eyes widened and then tightly shut as loud blaring noise resounded through his ears. With a lurch the portal began to make upwards.

The force pressed down on Leval, flattening him down, but he managed to maintain control of all his senses. His shoulder throbbed with the added pressure, giving him something else to concentrate on besides the chaotic swirl of his inside. Then, it all stopped all at once. Opening his eyes, Leval found himself floating amongst the stars. He blinked, ‘No, just a carpet. How much did this cost?’ He rose quickly and looked around, numbers lined the walls seemingly emblazoned on the walls. ‘4-C, 4-C, where is it? Why wouldn’t there be a map or something?” An announcement sounded in the hall. "In one hour it will be midnight. Your curfew begins at midnight. When your curfew begins, the beautiful carpet will grow longer and whip around, all while being electrified. I wouldn't try destroying it either, unless you like bolts of electricity being blasted at you."

Leval stopped and looked at the floor. What was what beautiful and serene now came off as death lurking in the shadows.’Nope, nope, nope.’ Leval scanned the walls walked quickly through the halls. Finally, he saw the 4-C on the wall just around the corner, in front of the door were two figures a demon girl with horns protruding from her head and a tanned succubi in the midst of a giggle. Both were taller than what he actually was. Around the corner, he contemplated what to do next. A succubus was concerning as one touch would dispel his illusion, but the demon woman had an aura of power that set his hairs on edge. He altered the shape of his illusion to 8 feet tall with spikes protruding all over his body, and scars covering his face. Hopefully that would be enough to dissuade any physical contact. He left his brown tuft of hair in its usual upon his forehead, style was important after all.

Rounding the corner, he nodded to both of other occupants. “I’m Leval, we seem to be roommates. I do not like to be touched, if you respect that we will get along fine.” With that he entered the lavish room. The beds all seemed to be unclaimed to he picked the one closest to the door. His name carved itself as he laid down. ‘Hell of a first day.’

Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

Arriving at the dorm entrance, the succubus standing in front turned around and faced Desdemona. Failing at stopping her sudden urge to chuckle, the succubus introduces herself “Hello, I'm Nuna Mori. Nice to meet you! I am assuming that we will be living together in 4-C, right?”. Confused as to what she did to make Nuna laugh, Desdemona gives her a cold stare “We won’t be roommates for long if you keep that up.”. Nuna makes a somewhat shocked expression and begins to open her mouth to speak, but Desdemona interrupts her “I’m Desdemona Corcella, someone you definitely shouldn’t be laughing at.”

A towering creature covered in spikes and scars approaches them. The being radiated a strange magical presence, so Desdemona could tell something was off about it. “I’m Leval, we seem to be roommates. I do not like to be touched, if you respect that we will get along fine.” The creature introduces himself and quickly walks into the room afterwards. “Touch me and you die.” Desdemona says in a threatening tone to Nuna. Not wasting any more time, Desdemona also enters the dorm.

The room was extravagant like the rest of the school. Not caring which one it was, Desdemona picked a random available bed. As she sat down, her name was being etched on the headboard. Looking around further analyzing the room, she sees Leval and wonders “Why is there a guy in here anyway?”. She couldn’t dwell on the thought for long, her tiredness was finally catching up to her. Laying back, resting her head on the soft pillow, she quickly drifted off to sleep.

Zensei Zaza

"Hey wait for me!" Zensei shouted to the two creatures that obviously hated him. His face quickly transformed from sadness into a frown before he followed them to 10-H.

Entering the room, he swelled up with passion. The room was illuminated with vibrant green lighting. On a table in the middle of the room was the control panel for the light's color and intensity. He then noticed the granite stairs that led up to the bedroom. "This place is amazing." A tear rolled down his cheek as he fluttered up the stairs and planted himself onto the bed left of Kuroda. Kuroda's bed is left of Reas', and Reas' bed is left of Zephyr's. The remaining one to the right of Zephyr was empty for another creature.

If there's one thing the pixie learned from his magical butterfly dad before he was eaten by his mom, it's how to effectively apologize to other creatures. "Hey Kuroda," Zensei said as he rolled over to face him. "will you accept my apology? If you do I'll give you somethin'" Hoping his bribery would work, he rolled back over to face the ceiling. His bright green eyes widened when he noticed that there was a skylight. Above it was a large tree that filtered some starlight, casting shadows of leaves across his bed and tiny body. "Oh my oh my, that reminds me! I hope that last guy comes before the carpet goes pow pow!"

"You better use the portal again you peasant!" Nodah perked an eyebrow at that. Had the pixie no filter when he talked? Methinks I might be regretting ever pausing for the creature at the gates of Rosewood, thought Nodah, as he rose to his feet. He was surrounded by as curious company as there had been in the lobby.

The pixie fluttered away, a green butterfly in the darkness. Now steady, he walked behind the group as they hunted for the room, hoisting his bag over his shoulder. His feet ached in his shoes; how appreciative he would be for a bed at the moment! And then came the booming announcement, and though a chord of fear rang in Nodah's heart at the promise of inevitable, painful death in the case of probable failure, he found it difficult to believe a school would so easily cull off its recruits, newly-minted coins that had yet to taste the world that was Rosewood. But he was not so foolhardy as to linger long enough to see whether Rosewood would carry out on its promise. He only had to follow the party of three, and he would have little to worry.

But then the pixie bemoaned his lack of direction, and in the darkness, Nodah froze. Of course, he sighed inwardly. The hiccup he had been waiting for, the shoe that had just dropped. The pixie - the guide they had been relying on - was incompetent as a leader. But the demon - Zephyr, was his name - had stumbled upon something, and in no time they were through the door. The pixie flew in after them, and with but a beat of hesitation, Nodah followed suit.

The pixie was at the top of the fine granite staircase by the time Nodah had taken in his fill of the first floor. Extravagant - and stupidly so - it was lit green, fitted with luxuries Nodah himself had never dreamt of. He felt incredibly out of place. Only his magic bound him to this school, where his humble beginnings stood at complete odds with the prestige of this lavish building. I'd best prove myself worthy then, Nodah thought, and began to climb the stairs, picking up on the murmurs of conversation from the second floor. He caught the stringy threads of an apology from the pixie, though it seemed to be directed at only one when Nodah thought it owed to two, including the demon Zephyr who had found 10-H when the pixie failed.

"Oh my oh my, that reminds me! I hope that last guy comes before the carpet goes pow pow!" Nodah heard as he reached the last step, taking in the beds that looked impossibly soft just from where Nodah stood. "I apologise for my lateness, but as it seems, you need only call before I appear," he said flatly, staring at the pixie, beside whom was Kuroda who seemed to be resting. His eyes swept the headboards, and read their names. The pixie was Zensei, a human with rollerblades which seemed to flicker with a lick of firelight went by the name of Reas Grimorea, and the boy next to the empty bed was called Zephyr. Nodah went to claim the remaining bed, glad to be in the corner for some semblance of privacy.

Throwing down his bag at the foot of his bed, Nodah raised his foot to stamp it against one of the bedposts, bending down to undo his laces. As he did so, his own name unfurled in etchings across the headboard. He glanced at the cursive font, feeling a smirk twirk at his lips, and flickered his eyes to his dorm-mates. His fingers made quick, deft work of the knots on both of his shoes, and he slipped them off his feet as he said, "How do you do? My name is Nodah Listig." He sat on the bed, testing how easily it yielded beneath his weight, and pulled his bag onto his lap, carefully surveying the creatures he would now bunk with.

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Drifting off into a light sleep, the nocturne's breathing had settled to a rhythmic pattern. However, he was soon torn from his doze when the high pitch voice of Zensei invaded his serenity. Kuroda let out a slight groan in response to the pixie's initial statement, but his interest was piqued following the mention of a surprise. This guy had a weakness for surprises.

"-'a little somethin'?" Daichi feinted neutrality, remaining dormant on his bed with his arms propped beneath his head. Under his hat, the cat's ears perked in excitement and he peeked over at his tiny roommate, eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Go on." He mumbled under his breath in a droll tone, stretching his arms up above him. He grasped at the space above him as if he was trying to touch the glistering light that shone through the broad skylight. One of the moons came into view behind the dark foliage of the leaves that rustled in the wind, creating a luminous pattern across the whole room. The streaks of luster were affecting the power levels of the nocturne, causing him to replenish whatever energy he may have expended throughout the day. Kuroda felt strength returning to him immediately, and he no longer felt the need to sleep at that moment.

In one smooth movement, Kuroda hoisted himself up using the momentum from swinging his arms. He hunched forward on the bed, folding one leg neatly while the other hung off the side of his mattress. Sitting up straight, Daichi now had the opportunity to spark conversation with his company. He began to unlatch the many buckles adorned on his tattered, black combat boots, flinging them carelessly onto the ground beside his lodging; he tossed his leather gloves and beanie onto his designated dresser in a similar fashion. As he did so, he exchanged a nod of approval with the well-mannered human who had introduced himself as Nodah. I don't think I've met a guy this polite in ages. I could learn a thing or two from him.

The nocturne chuckled to himself before ruffling his messy hair, relieved to have his ears out for the first time in a couple of days. They wriggled with excitement, easily conveying his inward emotions on the outside. He let out a content sigh, plopping down on his back once again, this time in a more comfortable manner- shoes, hat, and gloves off. With that, he tilted his head to the side to face Zensei once more, training his golden eyes on the pixie while he waited in anticipation for the mysterious 'something' he was promised.

Zensei Zaza

Zensei acknowledged Kuroda's interest in his bribe for forgiveness and continued to stare through the skylight. Secretly, he himself didn't even know what he was offering.

A musky smell floated out from the nocturne that had just removed his boots, beanie, and gloves. The pixie, now allured, rolled over to face him. Zensei stared into his yellow eyes as the moonlight flickered over them, it seemed as if his eyes were the face of the sun. They burned into the little pixie's soul, engraving their images into his brain. The way they sparkled as the stars did outside and glowed like luscious honey, they set a flame to his itty-bitty heart, how they widened in excitement and pushed out what little heat they had left. Zensei knew exactly what he would give Kuroda.

Zensei opened his mouth but left his lips relaxed, making them look fuller, and seductively proposed to Kuroda. "You can be my slave." His words sounded like an icy breeze, it sounded like a dark sky as it's rain pounds the ground, yet still soft. He slowly began to close his eyes as the sound of whipping and electricity began to sound from downstairs. He didn't need to be under his blanket to sleep, Kuroda's fiery eyes gave off a satisfying warmth that became his blanket.

Leval Lamrue

A shiver passed through Leval's body, looking up he saw the Demon girl giving him a suspicious look, her eyes weighing him in slight confusion. 'I overdid it...damn!' He looked over his illusion and his fears were confirmed. Apparently, magic was seen differently depending on the person. For him, his magic was a thousand small threads stitched together to form a pattern or Weave. The Weave of his illusion was rough and rushed, loose strands of magic waved all around it, revealing a magical aura over anyone who gave him even a minor looking over. Internally, Leval groaned and reached again for his magic, focusing this time and spending time on the act of creation, he restitched his illusion together making the Weave almost impossible to notice. Such was the luxury of time.

He opened his eyes and glanced around. The succubi girl had wandered in at some point while he was deep in concentration and was resting on her bed, Leval could not tell if she was awake or sleeping. His eyes lingered a second too long appreciating the sight. He wrenched his eyes away and began to rub his temples allowing his mind to apply to his current situation. 'No distractions, think of knowledge.' His mind trotted back to the portal, marveling at its function and delighting with attempting to figure out its secrets. Soon, he too would learn its secrets. Of the lavish decoration, he wasn't quite sure how to react to them. His parents could never have afforded it.

He frowned then and pulled out his Connector. The device was simple enough for these times and it was a fairly inexpensive model, but it suited his needs. He could connect to the Realm Explorer and pull up any information he needed there, except for the secrets that could only be gained at Rosewood. He looked at the time display- only five minutes until midnight. He sat upright quickly. There were five beds in this room and only three were occupied. His on search for the door had taken quite sometime as the rooms were oddly difficult to locate. If there was another late arrival...

Leval sprinted over to the door, ignoring any protests of the noise from his roommates, opening it wide. "4-C! Over here 4-C! Quickly only four minutes left! You have to get off the carpet!

Zephyr

Zephyr looked at the human with amusement. "Do you always speak like you're talking to the King?" He asked, finding his formal introduction strange. It appeared that his talking to the Succubus in the overly polite way he did wasn't out of character for him in the least.

"You can be my slave."
His head whipped around to where Zensei and Daichi sat, surprised by the offer he heard from the pixie's lips. The pixie seemed almost serious now, a surprising change in attitude. "Is that really an offer you're making?" He demanded, but then was caught off guard by Daichi's appearance. It wasn't his ears that stood out, but rather his whole being. Moonlight fell on him, and he seemed to be drinking it in, looking more alive in the process. He wasn't Zephyr's type, but even he could see how alluring Daichi had become. It was clearly having an effect on Zensei, who gazed up at Daichi with an almost disturbing adoration.

Mischa strode down the path, his tail swaying behind him and his ears pivoting around toward sudden noises, the sky was beginning to darken and he was beginning to wonder if he was even still on the right trail. 'it's to late to turn back' he thought as he looked up at the sky and adjusted the rifle slung on his back "it's can't be much farther now" he assured himself, and sure enough he saw what looked like a building just up ahead.

He stepped into the area in front of the gates, but something made him freeze, he stood still slowly bringing a hand up to his rifle and a moment later both of he ears faced back and he jumped into a front flip as an energy projectile flew from behind him through were he just was. Before he even landed he had drawn his weapon and fired a round at his attacker half way through the flip. He landed with a soft thud and spun around bringing his rifle up again only to see nothing, he glanced around looking for whatever it was that attacked him but when he found nothing he put his rifle away before a voice around him "Ah, Congratulation, You have successfully completed the final step for your acceptance into Rosewood. Performance rank: Ａ."

"final step?" Mischa wondered as he turned to find that the gates were open. He shrugged and walked through them and came face to face with an elven clerk who, judging by the name tag, was named "Yayo Fiji" the elf spoke when Mischa approached "Welcome to Rosewood! May I ask for your name, race, class, rank, and electives chosen?" Mischa was slightly confused and responded with "I-I'm Mischa, I'm a...Nocturne, Essentia, I was given the rank of A, and...what do you mean by electives?" "electives, the classes you pick to go along with the required courses" "Required-...THIS IS A SCHOOL?!" Mischa's eyes went wide at the realization "uh yes, here's a list if you haven't decided" Yayo slide a paper listing the elective classes across the desk. Mischa looked it over 'it's just as well' he thought 'regardless, school or not i've nowhere else to go' He looked back up from the list and said "Magical History and Art" "of course" the elf said "and here's your student identification necklace" the elf handed Mischa his necklace, a small rectangular metal token with a symbol on the front, on the back he read 4-C. After being directed to the way up he nodded to the clerk and headed off.


Mischa stepped into the portal and waited for it to take him up to the 4th floor. It took him a minute to realize when it did and he stepped off the portal onto some carpet, he was looking around having trouble finding out which door lead to his room, or dorm as was the case, and likely wouldn't have found it were it not for another student that threw open a door and shouted "4-C! Over here 4-C! Quickly only four minutes left! You have to get off the carpet!" He didn't know what the carpet had to do with it but quickly scurried into the room anyway, once inside he sighed, dropped his rifle onto the floor, and flopped onto one of the beds stretching like a cat with an accompanying "mreeeeeeeeeeeeeehh" he didn't even notice that the bed had "Leval Lamrue" carved on the headboard.

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Daichi stared in awe at Zensei, whose facial expression had become far more distinct than before. Processing the situation, the feline parted his lips as if in mid-sentence, baring the fairly pointed fangs that remain undetected under normal circumstances. He narrowed his amber eyes that were fixated on the growing aura of the pixie, and his eyebrows furrowed in unison. A few moments of silence passed as Kuroda racked his brain for any rational explanation for the nonsensical proposal and behavior of his roommate.

Suddenly, there was an outburst of laughter that erupted from Kuroda, echoing throughout the large room. “-pfft! You’re kidding, right?” The nocturne failed to hold back the snickering that rose from his stomach, causing him to clutch his abdomen in an attempt to calm himself down. “Man, you’re real funny Zensei. Nearly pissed my pants just now!” Daichi was still cackling goofily to himself, turning completely on his side to face the green creature. However, the closer he examined Zensei, the more he realized his assumption might have been a little off. “Wait… were you serious?” The energetic Kuroda shot up in his spot once again, propping himself up with one elbow for support. His face transitioned from his toothy grin to one of more earnestness.

Rather than waiting patiently for his answer, Daichi leaned back into the excess of pillows with his eyes closed. He frowned to himself and crossed his arms over his chest, seemingly at a loss of words.

"Is that really an offer you're making?"

The nocturne's ears wriggled a bit as Zephyr interjected, but instead he remained stationary on his bed. The way he's acting now, it's hard to believe he was just cracking a joke... What kinda 'surprise' is this? Kuroda opened his mouth to respond to the unusual invitation. "-sorry Zensei, but I'm gonna have to decline." He continued speaking without opening his eyes, but a hint of amusement came to his face in an instant. "But if you want, you could be my personal servant." Of course, he said this in a very joking manner.

Nuna Mori

Attempting to lighten her mood with some laughter and jovial actions; this farce was terminated immediately. Nuna's alleviation was interrupted by extreme assumptions. Her face displayed her almost in mid-shock. “I’m Leval, we seem to be roommates. I do not like to be touched, if you respect that we will get along fine.” Followed by, “Touch me and you die.” Thinking to herself, "Why would I want to touch any of your dirty, impure, tainted, impaled, wretched, and unprepossessing bodies. Nice way to set your first impression people. I could find others better than you." Restraining herself from commencing any havoc, she began inhaling deeply through her mouth, air inflating her stomach, exhaling slowly expelling her breath and stresses. Mori expressed her emotions easily, as well as it was ardent, so these actions were necessary before entering the dorm.

The dorm's interior bedazzled her starting from the lighting to the speck of dust on the ground. She immediately surveyed the room and saw her two 'colleagues' had claimed their bed. Walking slowly into the room, with all the elegance and poise she could muster, she stated, "Sorry if I portrayed the vibe of a molester. Please don't think of such." No one responded or even gave a glance at her. Keeping herself in check, she processed across the room to an unoccupied bedding. Plopping down upon the bed, she instantly felt comforted with the sense that she was laying on a cloud. Noting that her name was being etched onto the headboard, she almost felt closer to home, excluding the two extraneous creatures. "There isn't any being here that has respect, except for Nodah Listig. The way he treated me like royalty even after my vulgarity is spectacular. The warmth of his skin was quite enjoyable too..." Mori rolled onto her back ventilating calmly and placed her hand upon her chest. She grasped the necklace in her hand examining the extravagant shaped ghost orchid pendant with its yellow flower. Yellow... It brought the thought of the Nocturne. The moonlight from above slipped into her sight and she was reminded of the demon male. The pale, white color of the moon set the vision of the demon into her mind. "When am I going to be able to meet these individuals." Stating this in an optimistic state, she was thrown back into reality when she thought something was moving in the corner of her eye. Nuna turned her head in the direction of the human. She was confused as she noticed and sensed more prominence coming from Leval. She took into account that the human had spikes protruding from his body and assumed he was an illusionist. "No mere human would be able to sustain such injuries..." Her focus taken off his aesthetics, noticed the use of a device barely visible to her from this angle.

Momentarily after the long inspection and deduction assessed by Nuna, Leval erupted in a frenzy for the door. "What the hell are you doing?! Don't you know what will happen to you if you get caught by the carpet?" Leval ignored any warnings Nuna gave him and she glanced over to Desdemona, who seemingly had no concern. She left the thought of Leval to be, after all he was accepted into the school for some reason. To assume the same composure as Desdemona, she rested back upon the bed and noticed how tired she was. Stretching and yawning, simultaneously, she began reminiscing on the events of the day. "Whoa, it's been a long day. I barely recognized the fatigue."

Zensei Zaza

"But if you want, you could be my personal servant." The nocturne said in a playful manner, breaking Zensei's heart. "I guess you wont forgive me." The pixie forced himself to say as water swelled into his vision, blurring out the moonlight. He inhaled with a short exhale in the middle of it, then released his breath with a crying voice. "Goodnight," he pitifully said while rolling over to face away from Kuroda. "Mister Just-A-Friend."

Leval Lamrue
Leval looked from his bed to the gun wielding nocturne that had just moved past him. He then looked at the intimidating rifle that he dropped on the floor. He turned and moved over to one of the two unoccupied beds and sat down. He attempted to roll his injured shoulder and winced as the pain lanced down his arm.
He pulled out his Connector and reviewed the audio recording of his first day at Rosewood. However, when he got to the Succubi's voice he groaned. He stood up and walked over to her, stopping a respectful distance away." Um hi there, listen I'm sorry if I offended you. That whole 'not like being touched thing' wasn't aimed at you. It's just a personal issue that I wanted to let everyone know right at the start to avoid any issue. But I can see how you could take that personally so I just wanted to apologize. I would've responded earlier, but sometimes I get lost in my head and forget to pay attention to my surroundings. Leval raised his hand to the back of his head, his illusion doing the same looking guilty. "So yeah just wanted to say I'm sorry. I meant you no harm and insult, but I should've chosen my words better. I'm Leval by the way." He waited politely for any reaponse and then let sleep take him.

Nodah Listig

"Do you always speak like you're talking to the King?" he heard Zephyr say. Nodah's eyes flickered to him, and he allowed his lips to unfurl into a slanted smirk, and for a sonorous chuckle to rumble from his chest. "Hm, mayhaps. No one has complained before, though. Doesn't everyone simply adore being handled as nobility would?" He caught Kuroda's bob of the head, and returned it with a tilt of an imaginary hat, though he wasn't quite sure where the approval stemmed from. Perhaps it is my manner of speaking. Strange how taken the students at Rosewood seem to be by it.

Nodah listened to the exchange between Zensei and Kuroda, while he tucked his bag into a corner, pledging to put away his spare collection of possessions another day. Rather melodramatic of the pixie, he thought, lips twitching despite his best efforts to restrain them, as he swung his legs onto the bed and crossed them at the ankles. He folded his arms behind his head, staring at Zensei's wings, Kuroda's feline ears, Zephyr's reptilian arm and horned forehead. By comparison, Nodah was positively average, humanoid and predictable. He raked his eyes over Reas' rollerblades two beds across. "Quite the fire hazard, no?" he said lightly - a jape with the best of intentions - leaning back and giving into the soft yield of the mattress beneath him.

Nuna Mori

"Really, when are you guys going to sleep?" she inquired, agitated slightly by the sudden outburst by the two entrances. Nuna traipsed over the idea of why two males were in the same dorm. She shrugged it off, so she could resume rest. Nope, this too was disturbed for some reasoning. Leval approached the Succubus and stopped before speaking. "Um hi there, listen I'm sorry if I offended you. That whole 'not like being touched thing' wasn't aimed at you. It's just a personal issue that I wanted to let everyone know right at the start to avoid any issue. But I can see how you could take that personally so I just wanted to apologize. I would've responded earlier, but sometimes I get lost in my head and forget to pay attention to my surroundings. "Not worry my friend, it may have been my attitude getting in the way of understanding personal space. I've been taking a lot of things to heart lately. After all, we don't really know each other." "So yeah just wanted to say I'm sorry. I meant you no harm and insult, but I should've chosen my words better. I'm Leval by the way." "Oh really, I'm Nuna. I didn't meet you at the door." she sarcastically stated. "You should get to bed though. All has been removed from thought. G'night." She watched the human walk over to his bed attain rest. She glanced over to Desdemona, who still did not assume any interest in these minor events. "Where was she raised, sleeping through all this racket; Hell?" Mori wondered if she was awake or not, but yawned once more signifying the need for rest. Nuna closed her eyes and fell asleep.