Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

Warmth radiated from the beam of sunlight that hit Desdemona’s face. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the clock on her nightstand. It’s 6:00am. Completely sitting up, Desdemona notices she’s the only one currently awake, “Good. Now I can be the first one to shower.”
The bathroom was located near the stairs that led to the first floor of the dorm. She quietly paced making sure not to wake up any of her roommates. The bathroom had a sleek design, white and dark brown walls, a glass shower and bathtub. The sink also had a glass finish. Desdemona took comfort in the layout of the room and made her way towards the sink, locking the door behind her.

As she approached the sink, a toothbrush already pasted appeared in her hand. The mirror above the sink displayed the weather for the day and current events happening in Mystia. “Fancy.” She began to touch the mirror to see what other functions it had. After she finished brushing her teeth, the toothbrush disappeared. Desdemona entered the shower, as she stood, water accompanied with enchanted mist caressed her body, “Well that’s different.” she says while watching the mist make contact with her skin, creating a temporary glow effect. A few minutes passed and she exited the shower, “I’m not sure what that mist did, but I feel great!”. Particles begin to circulate around her body, completely drying her. Different types of fabrics also materialized on Desdemona from the mystic particles.

Looking into the mirror Desdemona could see she was fully clothed. Outfitted with a tank top, jacket, form-fitting pants, and combat boots all in neutral colors. She was impressed that the attire matched her style. Her clothes from the previous day were deposited into a hamper.

Leaving the bathroom, she was slightly sad that she couldn’t stay in there longer. Walking back to her nightstand, Desdemona opens the drawer taking out a small knife and sliding it smoothly in her right boot. A familiar voice begins to echo around the room, “Good morning students of Rosewood, this is Yayo Fiji. I hope you had a great first day and will continue to enjoy your time here. After you have prepared for the day, please make your way to the dining hall located on the first floor. This will be a chance to become acquainted with your classmates, so remember be polite!” Yayo announces. Desdemona quickly walks forward, “Forget about making friends, I hope there’ll be good food. I’m starving…”

Treading down the hallway, she sees other students exiting their rooms. Approaching the portal, Desdemona remembered the struggle she faced previously. Confident that she would have better control this time, she steps into portal. The ride wasn’t as bad this time, but the lights and noise still affected her.

Arriving on the first floor, she picks up speed making sure to be the first in line to receive breakfast. Entering the dining hall, it was a big room with white walls and lights that illuminated an orange tint. Desdemona approaches a machine by a wall, there’s a row of about ten to fifteen of them. Unsure of what it does, Desdemona touches the screen in the center, “Welcome! Please swipe your identification necklace across the scanner.” the machine speaks. Desdemona moves her necklace past the scanner below the screen, “Thank you, Desdemona Corcella. A meal will be prepared for you based on your personal preferences.” appearing on the scanner was a plate with an omelet and toast on it, the omelet had different kinds of meat and cheeses inside. To the right of the plate was a cup of apple juice. “Enjoy your meal!” the machine turns off, “Oh don’t worry I definitely will.” Desdemona says appreciating the sight of the food.

She hurries to sit down at one of the levitating glass tables. Not wasting any time, Desdemona takes a bite of her food, the mixture of spices created a wonderful flavor, “Delicious!”. Hunger took over her, and she ate at an unreal speed, not paying attention to any of the students who entered the dining hall.

Zephyr

Zephyr raised an eyebrow at Nodah in approval. Even though he talked in a manner that was nearly a century old, he had a relaxed and chill demeanour, taking Zephyr's comment lightly. The demon decided there that Nodah could be added to the list of humans he considered friends. "I'm definitely not going to complain if you want to treat me like royalty," he grinned, leaning back. Looking over at the nocturne and pixie, Zephyr snickered at the Daichi's reaction to Zensei's sudden adoration for him, and burst into laughter at the pixie's equally hilarious response. "Yeah, good night Mr. Just-A-Friend," He smirked. He got ready for bed in half a minute, buried himself under the amazingly soft covers, and went to sleep.

Zephyr was the first to wake up in his room the next morning, as he never slept that well or deeply anyway. He had quite the escapades in the bathroom, alarmed by the mists in the shower, the lack of a towel, and the weird particles that instead did the drying for him. "There is such a thing as too much magic," He grumbled to himself as fabrics materialized on his figure. Looking down, he found himself in an all white ensemble of a plain tshirt, a hoodie that hid his reptilian arm, jeans and combat boots. He grinned at the boots, pleased. He'd never been able to find shoes like that in white, which everyone said was impractical. Somehow though, Zephyr never looked less than immaculate. He picked up his necklace from next to the sink and put it on, then hearing Yayo Fiji's voice, making an announcement about morning arrangements.

Ready, he walked back into the room. Everyone else was still fast asleep. He briefly considered waking them all up, but then decided against it, instead heading to the dining hall. He followed the lead of other students, going up to one of the machines to the side. He touched his necklace to the screen, and could have kept for joy as piles of bacon, omelettes, and sausages were heaped on a plate. A cup of coffee appeared as well, black and steaming, the way he liked it. He looked round for a place to sit, before catching sight of what he knew without a doubt was a demon, sitting at a floating table in the corner and ravenously eating. He approached the table and sat opposite her. He didn't say anything for a while, until, beside himself with curiosity, he asked, "What's your name?"

Reas Grimorea

Reas watched as the other roommates entered one after another and began to take the beds in the loft-like room. From what he could see there was a Pixie, another Human, a demon, and a Nocturn all of which seemed fairly nice at first glance though the demon named Zephyr was a bit more intimidating since he was about 2ft taller than Reas as well as him having scales covering one arm adding to the rough visage. Reas sat cross-legged on his bed with his skates next to him in the process of removing the off-road style wheels from them and putting in the smoother track wheels that would help keep the wheels from getting caught in the carpet. As he did this he listened in on what was happening with the others but was caught off guard by the Pixie's audacity after apparently offering a reward to the nocturn who was practically glowing with energy most likely from it being night time. The ribbons of fire around Reas flickered in and out of existence as his eyes became heavy and he started to slow down until he heard a voice directed towards him, "Quite the fire hazard, no?" Nodah the other human said before he leaned back. "Huh, oh yeah i guess i should keep away from wooded areas shouldn't I?" Reas said before he sat leaned back into the almost cloud-soft bed holding his off-road wheels close to his chest listening to the low almost silent hum of the magic drive inside the wheels themselves. Sleep came easily to Reas as the day had drained him of most of his energy.

Next day

Reas awoke with a small yawn and looked at the clock, noticing it only said 6:30 AM Reas got up and put his skates on his bed before walking down the stairs of the dorm. When Reas reached the bottom of the stairs he went directly to the restroom and turned on the shower which felt amazing to him since the mist felt like it recharged him from head to toe. He got out of the shower after a few minutes and began brushing his teeth with a toothbrush that appeared in his hand then disappeared after he was done, "This place is basically the coincidence incarnate isn't it" Reas said to himself as he came out of the restroom with his new set of red cargo pants and a form-fitting black t-shirt that was flexible enough for him to move in every direction without it bunching up. When Reas reached the top of the stairs again he finally noticed that Zephyr was gone and a message from earlier in the morning was recorded on his clock, it was from Mr. Yayo stating for students to go to the cafeteria after they were done getting ready. He finished getting ready by slipping on his skates and powering them up, he launched off the top of the stairs and landed at the bottom floor silently opening the door and speeding down the hallway dodging the other students as he went.

When Reas reached the cafeteria he scanned his card at one of the machines on the wall and a breakfast consisting of a bowl filled with an assortment of chopped up sweet and sour fruits appeared along with a glass of lemonade on the side. He took the plate of food and looked for a place to sit in the room that was slowly filling with people. Reas sat at the table with Zephyr and another female demon but a few seat down from them, he didn't say anything as it looked like he was trying to start something with the girl who seemed really into her food. He took a fork and started digging into his fruit bowl sampling one fruit after another marveling at how juicy and fresh the pieces of fruit were. The flame around Reas' leg warped until it took the form of a diagram for a micro magic engine but it had modifications done to it. "If i do this then it should increase the power without burning my power out..." Reas trailed off in thought while taking a bite of a sour fruit piece.

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The nocturne furrowed his brows in response to the pixie's remark, but he bit his tongue to hold back any more snide comments; he wasn't up for causing a rift in a friendship that hasn't quite begun yet. Daichi cleared his throat and crossed his outstretched legs before him. Pausing between his own voice and the chuckle of the demon on his far right, he mumbled something quietly. "-yeah, g'night." Maintaining a rather lighthearted voice, the nocturne eventually curled himself up and found a comfortable position on the pliable sheets, finally drifting off into a deep sleep.

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The following morning, the feline was dormant on his bed for quite some time- once this creature is asleep, he remains so for a rather long time. However, Kuroda's peaceful sleep was interrupted by the booming voice that caused the hairs on his back to stand on edge. His eyes shot open and he rolled off the bed, landing with a loud thud.

"Ah- shit!" Daichi swore hoarsely under his breath, suddenly finding himself in an awkward position; he'd managed to land face first on the ground with his back and arms bent in unspeakable ways. He struggled to hoist himself onto his feet, causing him to stagger forward once he was finally upright. Rubbing the back of his neck and rolling his shoulders, he grumpily looked at his obnoxious alarm clock that read 6:53 AM. While he made his way over to the bathroom, he let out a disheartened sigh. Am I gonna be up this early every day? He noticed that Zephyr and Reas had already departed, along with the fact that their beds were already empty and had been made flawlessly.

Closing the door behind him with his elbow, Daichi yawned loudly and proceeded with his morning routine. After much awe at the extravagant use of magic, he exited the bathroom clad in a black leather jacket and gloves, a red v-neck, sleek black pants decorated with numerous silver zippers along the sides, and a pair of black leather oxfords to match the new beanie on his head. The nocturne stretched out his arms and twisted around to rate his new outfit, and he scrunched up his face when he came across the new shiny shoes. These aren't really my type... He shrugged and adjusted his gloves while he jogged down the stairs and out into the hallway.

Without much haste, Kuroda yawned once more while boarding the portal to the first floor. Just as a precaution, he clung to a wall before the lift transported him to his destination (without much hassle, to his surprise.) Strolling past the sea of students, he brought himself face to face with one of the peculiar machines. He was a bit startled when it abruptly spoke, but he followed the basic instructions and grazed his card across the scanner. "Thank you, Kuroda Daichi. A meal will be prepared for you based on your personal preferences." Sweet.

After that brief announcement, Daichi was greeted by the delectable smell of steak and eggs, along with a glass of cold milk. His jaw dropped only slightly, and he had to wipe the corner of his mouth of any visible drool before he swiftly picked up his breakfast platter. Kuroda's eyes flitted around the massive dining hall, scanning the area for any familiar faces. That was when he spotted a table with all the right people- Reas, Zephyr, and that demon girl whose necklace he'd remembered for later use.

"Mind if I join you?" He casually walked up to the party of three, a slight grin on his face as he made eye contact with each of them.

Zensei Zaza

Awaking from the sound of a loud crash downstairs, Zensei jerked his body up. Judging by the light that reflected off his bed, he assumed it was about seven o'clock in the morning. He quickly hovered up and over everyone's bed and into the bathroom. Looking at the luxurious mirror he saw a message left by Yayo Fiji. “Good morning students of Rosewood, this is Yayo Fiji. I hope you had a great first day and will continue to enjoy your time here. After you have prepared for the day, please make your way to the dining hall located on the first floor. This will be a chance to become acquainted with your classmates, so remember be polite!” A miniature toothbrush then formed on the counter in front of Zensei. Beginning to brush his teeth, he flew into the shower. The water pounded Zensei to the floor, making his voice squeak out on the impact. The mist slowly descended to him, filling his tiny lungs. Struggling to breathe, he screamed through the water that filled his mouth.

After the torture was over, he crawled out of the glass shower door. Shiny particles began to invade his glowing aura and dry his soaked body as he collapsed onto his face. The particle's colors faded from white to a light green color and compressed together, getting closer to his body, and forming into a green-shaded tuxedo. Recovering from the insane events, he crawled out of the bathroom and to the top of the stairs. "It's time." He whispered to himself before doing a somersault that caused him to tumble down the rest of the steps. Scrunching up his face, he managed to stand on his feet, but with his wings still paralyzed. He sprinted out of the dorm room, across the spooky starry carpet, and into the portal.

The portal warped him into the hallway that lead to the entrance to the cafeteria, which could only be accessed by the portal. Upon walking in, he saw numerous floating tables with a blue glow under each one, while the walls and everything else were illuminated orange. Spotting two of his roommates sitting with a demon girl, he marked the table as his own. He ran to one of the machines that gave food to students before realizing he was way too short to reach. As creatures began to form a line behind the pixie and get flustered, he remembered that he could control gravity. "Stand back uglies!" Following his rude command, he rose up, swiped his wing shaped student identification necklace through the scanner, and became aroused with excitement as fried chicken and grape soda pop appeared in front of him. "Boo yah!" He yelled while taking the food to the table with his now-working wings.

He slammed down his plate of fried chicken and chalice of grape soda pop in front of the roller blade human, a couple seats down from Zephyr who was sitting in front of the demon girl. "Hey I'm Zensei and who are you? You kinda scare me." He said this with a neutral voice as he climbed from his seat onto the table, getting on all fours. "Zephyr and that hot demon girl would make a cute couple right?" Zensei asked loud enough for the two demons to hear, then dug his face into the chicken as a dog would. Following his weird way of eating, he spun around and repeatedly stuck his tongue in and out of the soda as a dog would also do.

Nodah Listig

Nodah's eyelids fluttered open. Sleep must have clutched him unawares by the shoulders. With a slight grunt, he pushed himself up, looking around the deserted dorm. In solitude, he threw on a grey cotton shirt, slightly creased and rumpled from being stuffed unceremoniously into a backpack and handled roughly. Nodah stifled a yawn, and stretched, ruffling his already bed-worn hair. He read Yayo Fiji's message, and set off for the dining hall, hoping he was not yet tardy.

It was a bustle of noise and movement in the hall, and Nodah occupied himself by absent-mindedly fingering the delicate pendant of his necklace, tugging it out from the confines of his shirt. He walked up to the machine and swiped it, before a steaming platter of food appeared before him. "Most convenient," he murmured, picking up the tray in his hands and taking in the waft of the sandwich, toasted to a crisp - if simplistic - perfection.

He approached a table, spotting familiar faces. "Top of the morning," he greeted, taking a seat beside the pixie, eyeing Zensei's eccentric dining mannerisms. He raised the frosted glass of grape juice to his lips and took a demure swallow, its cold breath slithering down his throat in a most enjoyable way. "I trust your sleep was restful?" he asked, deciding he might as well strike up conversation with his co-habitants.

Leval Lamrue

Leval yawned and stretched his arms out. His injured shoulder began to throb and a look of annoyance flashed over his face. He looked around, the nocturne was still sleeping on his stolen bed and the succubi was still resting. He found the bathroom and walked inside.

He emerged, plus one surprising toothbrush related eye injury wearing a white collared, button down shirt, a pair of black pants, and a pair of black running shoes that fit him rather nicely. "I did not enjoy that." Despite what he said, his shoulder felt better and he enjoyed the feeling of being clean after yesterday's challenges.

His eye fell again on the rifle the Nocturne had dropped last night. It was quite unlike anything he had seen before. His fingers twitched, but he restrained the call of his inquisitive mind. He settled with looking over it without touching in order to respect the Nocturne's space. 'After all one of should.' The craftsmanship was amazingly intricate with detailed carvings and clockwork mechanisms blending with modern age tech. However, the much more interesting aspect were the bullets. One of them was projecting a tightly bound Weave of an essentia.'I have to ask him about this later.'

A growling sound emanated from his stomach. He sighed, stood, and went downstairs. He entered the line, the other students glancing at his hulking illusory form in clear nervousness. Internally he smiled, glad he had taken the time to repair the Weave. When it was his turn, he swiped his pendant and was pleasantly surprised when he found Cinnamon Toast, a fresh red apple, and a steaming cup of hot cocoa.

Looking around the room, he saw demon woman who lived in his dorm room sitting with a green pixie, a large figure in white clothing, a nocturne, and two humans. One of the humans seemed to be making designs out of flame. Leval felt his feet dragging him forward, his curiousity striking while his guard was lowered. He placed his meal on the table with a small sound. He greeted the table, "Hi all, I'm Leval." His focus snapped back to the design, running through several equations and projections.

"Oh that's clever! Very clever." He looked up eyes sparkingly. "Have you considered the increased wear on tear on the physical parts?" He activated the lights on his gloves on a low setting and copied the illusory design with some minor additions. "This might help reduce the amount of maintence and replacement parts you'll need in the future." He bit into his apple, enjoying the sweet taste.

Zephyr

Not long after he'd sat down opposite the other demon, Reas approached and sat down silently. Zephyr appreciated that he didn't interrupt. Daichi arrived minutes later, and Zephyr acknowledged his presence with a nod in his direction, deciding that the girl could answer if and when she felt like it. He decided to focus on the beautiful stack of meat in front of him, savouring the bacon especially which was just the way he liked it, slightly crisp. He eyed the steak on Daichi's plate for a while before quickly tearing a piece off a popping it in his mouth with a satisfied grin.

Catching sight of Zensei, Zephyr barely withheld a groan. The pixie was loud and obnoxious, and the fact they shared a room was already a pain. He even managed to keep quiet when Zensei opened his mouth and said "Zephyr and that hot demon girl would make a cute couple, right?" Instead, he fixed the tiny creature with a freezing gaze that had made soldiers quiver in their boots. The look quickly turned to revulsion as the pixie attacked his food with the eagerness of a starving dog, as well as the style of one. He looked on in abject disgust, horribly fascinated to the extent that he didn't notice when Nodah sat down. The appearance of a big, hulking figure did catch his attention though. Something about him was unsettling, though, and instantly Zephyr decided he didn't trust him, despite the friendly rapport he was striking up with Reas.

Nuna Mori

Nuna was awakened by the warmth emitted from the sun, which replaced what she last remembered to be the moon. "It's morning already...MMM..." she muttered with her face in a pillow. Her legs and arms extended, popping her joints and returned to cuddling the pillow. The feel of the bedding had quickly become comforting to her and the urge to get up was difficult. She finally developed the incentive to prepare herself when she heard Yayo Fiji's message from the alarm clock. “Good morning students of Rosewood, this is Yayo Fiji. I hope you had a great first day and will continue to enjoy your time here. After you have prepared for the day, please make your way to the dining hall located on the first floor. This will be a chance to become acquainted with your classmates, so remember be polite!” "Sure will do..." she expressed wearily as she rose from the bed. When the search for the bathroom begun, she noticed that her roommates had already departed, except for the last arrival close to midnight. The Nocturne was still sprawled in bed, asleep. Inspecting him along with the headboard that was ingrained Leval Lamrue, Mori remembered the weird noise he made, "mreeeeeeeeeeeeeehh" Shivers ran down her spine as the remembrance of the sound left her in consternation. She eventually found the bathroom and entered.

Upon entrance of the bathroom, the elegance took her by surprise. The glass sink, the tiles, and lighting created a scenery unforgettable in the bathroom. Taking a few steps forward, a toothbrush materialized into her hands, startling her. Now that she knew of the technology she would no long be frightened, but engrossed to find out the next experience. After finishing brushing her teeth and fondling with the mirror's intricacy, she began removing her clothes. She stepped into the shower and was surprised once again. The mist and water that began to encase and caress her body rejuvenated her back to a state of normalcy. She looked down at the form of her body making poses in the shower as it may have casted a silhouette for an onlooker. Moments had passed, when she finally withdrew herself from the shower. As the drying and clothing process occurred, she viewed her outfit. It composed of: a white form-fitting crop top, dark suspenders holding up the sleek black mini skirt that hugged her hips tightly, and a pair of shiny black thigh-high boots with golden laces weaved to the top to match the gold bands clasped around her biceps. She had spent enough time preparing and hurriedly left for the first floor.

The elevator trip was the same as before and she tried to resist the effects it had on her, almost tolerating its torrent. On the first floor, she entered the hall, with other students, to attain breakfast. The lines were slowly growing, but she found a relatively short line and swiped her identification necklace to get her food. She quickly took her food as it did not matter what was on her plate, but who she would sit next to. Nuna caught sight of Desdemona and Leval, but her interest both piqued and depressed; as the Nocturne from the teleportal was at the table, along with the green pixie fruit. "How would I engage the situation?" She wanted to be away from the crowd, but not alone. The thought hit her like a tree being cut to the ground. She approached the table standing behind the Nocturne. She greeted everyone first stating her name and then talking to everyone else she knew directly. "Hello, my name is Nuna Mori for those of you who don't know." She noticed the boy named, Nodah and acknowledged his company with great honor. "Good to see you again, my dear sire." She waved at Leval and Desdemona. She took notice of a human with rollerskates. "Rollerskates..." The other demon was at the table and she examined his elegant attire. But last person she even wanted to see was the green light. Looking at him, Mori was almost attempted to jump over the table and smash him like a fly. Yayo's words rang through her head as her face clearly displayed her anger. She noticed the Nocturne's beanie and decided to take it off. She let her fingers slip under the hat, dwindle in his hair, and remove the beanie. Under his hat were his piquant hair and fuzzy cat ears. She reached for one ear massaging it, as it twitched and relaxed at the presence of her hand. This was no ordinary touch, but one that allowed the Nocturne to remanin calm; Succubus touch. It was only common for people within her race. With the beanie, she began walking away to a new table, bumping into the male demon with her hip on purpose. All of this was done nonchalantly, as her food maintained on her tray.

She hoped that the two would react in some fashion to her actions. She settled at the table, knowing at least the Nocturne would come, waiting.

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After settling down in the seat beside Zephyr, Daichi eyed the demon whom he hadn't formally introduced himself to yet, but he decided against cutting into the other's conversation. Eagerly, he rolled up the sleeves of his leather jacket before indulging himself in the breakfast spread out before him. He licked his lips as the aroma caused his stomach to rumble with enticement. Just as he was about to lift his dining utensils, the nocturne was torn from his own world by the unpleasant slam of a tray, followed by the all-too familiar voice of the green creature. Kuroda mustered all of his strength to remain unruffled and flashed Zensei a toothy grin.

Subsequently, he was able to tune out whatever nonsense the pixie was spouting, purposely looking away from his bizarre eating style. He took a hearty bite out of his slab of meat. Daichi closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly, immediately taken aback by how savory his meal was. The flavor was catered perfectly to his liking, and he expected no less from the distinguished school. While he was wallowing in glee, more students started approaching his table. "Mornin'." He responded to Nodah's greeting and proceeded to devour his food. He paused mid-chew and raised an eyebrow when a bulky creature came towering over everyone else. That guy's a human? Despite his rather intimidating appearance, he was able to spark up a conversation in an amiable manner that somehow disagreed with his looks. Following Leval's introduction, another voice radiated smoothly from behind him.

"Hello, my name is Nuna Mori for those of you who don't know." The nocturne cocked his head to the side at the preface, too engrossed by the glass of milk he held to recognize the presence. Assuming the female would make her way to a vacant seat at the table, Daichi went about his business unsuspectingly. However, he was taken off guard when he felt warm fingertips slip beneath his beanie a little too casually, deftly combing through his messy hair and fondling his twitching ears. Daichi's pupils contracted immediately and he prepared to swing his arm backwards, but his initial defensive reaction was soothed and he was forced to relax under the succubus' touch. He fell into a daze for a brief moment, his eyelids drooping before he snapped out of the short trance. He reached for his exposed ear, rubbing the spot that still lingered with heat. That was when he came to a sudden realization- "My hat!"

Daichi stood up swiftly, pushing his chair back with a loud screech; he jerked his head around to see where this creature had taken his belonging. He narrowed his angular eyes, scanning the lunch room for the apparent thief with his black hat. He approached her sharply at first, but his expression gradually transitioned to one of civility when he saw she meant no real harm. "Hey there... Nuna, was it?" Kuroda inched towards her spot, placing a hand sternly on the table to face her completely. "If you wanted my attention, taking my hat was a pretty good method." The cat stated playfully, leaning forward a bit to match her height a little better. "So, what can I do for you?" He spoke fluently, a smirk coming across his face that displayed one of his prominent fangs.

Nuna Mori

Seeing that her plans had come to fruition, she heard the distant shout of the Nocturne. "My hat!" She sensed the boy approaching her and prepared herself mentally. "Hey there... Nuna, was it?" he leaned forward to complete his sentence. "Yes, that's me." "If you wanted my attention, taking my hat was a pretty good method. So, what can I do for you?" Nuna stared into his eyes for a moment, before she brushed her lips against his. The heat from the Nocturne filled her soul to the brim and the little resistance met from the surprise died out. She released him from her seducing grasp and noticed the audience seemed to take interest as the two kissed. She sat down as the Nocturne appeared to be frozen in mid-air. She then adjusted the hat onto his head caressing his face. "Hmm... Let me think. Nothing much now." she said trying to act as if nothing had occurred. "What's your name?"

Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

Still concentrating on the food in front of her, Desdemona paid attention to little else. She barely noticed the demon who sat in front of her and the nocturne who also approached the table. "What's your name?" is what she believed the demon asked. Taking several more bites of her food, she was about to answer but an annoying squeak stopped her, ”Hey I'm Zensei and who are you? You kinda scare me." followed by, “Zephyr and that hot demon girl would make a cute couple, right?”
Looking over to see where the noise came from, Desdemona saw the disturbing sight of a pixie acting like a dog. “Disgusting.” the view was almost enough to make her lose her appetite. Desdemona’s repulsion didn’t only come from the lesser creature acting like a dog, but the fact that he was also a pixie.

“My name’s-” was the only thing she was able to say before Nuna came over to the table, waving. The succubus, unsurprisingly, took little time to make a scene. Displaying stereotypical behavior, Nuna couldn’t help but reach under the nocturne’s beanie, taking it off. What was underneath took Desdemona by surprise, cat ears came into view. Desdemona stared in awe as her interest in the nocturne increased greatly.

Nuna walked away with the beanie and sat down at another table. Watching the nocturne leave following the succubus, Desdemona knew she had to find out who he was. Getting up from her chair with the intention of going after him, Desdemona stood still as she witnessed Nuna kissing the nocturne. “That succu-bitch!” Desdemona hissed trying to think of a plan to get Nuna away from the nocturne.

An idea came to her; quickly she started chanting a summoning spell. A small carcass that resembled a lizard-like creature, only visible to Desdemona, appeared by her side. She focused on Nuna’s tray of food, signaling for the summon to go over to it. Hastily, the carcass arrived at Nuna’s table slamming into the tray, knocking the food on her clothes.

Desdemona rushes over to Nuna pretending to care, “Oh no Nuna, what happened?!”. Motioning for the carcass to attack her ankles, Desdemona tries to forcibly get the succubus to leave the table. “You should probably go change your clothes.” she says while occasionally staring into the nocturne’s yellow eyes.

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Kuroda tensed up instantaneously after his lips came in contact with the succubus'. His eyes widened once more, clearly from the shock of the unforeseen event. In any normal situation, Daichi would have retaliated with brute force. However, he instead felt weakened by the rapid reduction of energy he had stored from the previous night. At a loss for words, the nocturne remained motionless in the same position Nuna had left him. His face showed some loss in its original vibrancy, and his throat was left with a dry sensation that hindered his ability to speak. Even his hearing appeared to be affected negatively by the sudden violation, and the scenery around him began to darken. I... I feel weak... He was unable to think clearly, as his mind had become clouded with the image of the creature who absorbed his life force.

Daichi leaned forward unsteadily, covering his mouth when he felt a nauseating feeling rise up from his stomach. The room was spinning, and the frail nocturne was slowly losing grip of his consciousness; he staggered towards the first creature in his path, groping any sort of support to keep him from passing out. "Give... it back..." His voice sounded strained as he slumped over who he assumed was the succubus, pleading with her to return his power. In turn, the female wrapped loosely in his arms was not Nuna, but the demon girl who appeared shortly after the ordeal. "You damn succubus... I'll kill--" Before he could finish mumbling his threat, the cat finally fainted, putting all of his weight on the body beneath him.

Nodah Listig

"Good to see you again, my dear sire." Nodah turned his head at that, gazing at the succubus Nuna. The corners of his lips twitched. Yes, salvaged ties certainly gave favourable returns. "The pleasure is mine entirely," he replied, inclining his head to her. To call me sire, though, he thought. Peculiar, but I shan't publicly object now.

He watched with mild amusement as Nuna made a fresh target of Kuroda Daichi, sporting his beanie, though not for very long. He did not seem to require assistance, taking on the role of a good-humoured gentleman even as Nuna danced away with his head accessory. It was not until the succubus kissed him, that all seemed to go awry.

Nodah's ears flicked at a hiss, as though a python had uncoiled from the depths of a demon girl, and reared its furious head. "That succu-bitch!" It took a blink, before food went flying all over Nuna, and the demon rose from her seat to intervene. Temper, temper, he thought, hiding a wry grin at the dramatics before him. Daichi was proving quite popular. Oh, Rosewood wouldn't be at all dull, would it? But as Daichi fell and grasped for the demon, uttering for his beanie to be returned - followed forebodingly by a death threat - Nodah came to stand.

He rose, striding around to Daichi's side. "A very good day to you," he said to the demon, offering her a smile. "If you would be so kind, do lower him please." NOdah lent her a hand in laying Daichi on the ground, taking care to roll him onto his side. It would be unpleasant should the Nocturne choke. He gripped Daichi's wrist in his hand, and paused. "He has his pulse," he said shortly. "Perhaps he'd like to awake in a less...congested environment. The medical wing, for example. I imagine Yayo Fiji would be overjoyed to be of assistance."

Nodah sprang back to his feet, and made a beckoning motion with his hand. Daichi rose limply into the air, the gravity beneath him manipulated to keep him lying in the same position. "You need only say the word," he addressed the table at large, seeking their thoughts on the matter. Nodah was prepared to set off if the need arose. Were they?

Mischa woke up with a yawn. He sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and looking around to see that he was the only one still in the room. he did notice that there were four other beds meaning he had at most four roommates, he didn't know who or what they were as he curled up and fell asleep not long after entering the room. He rose from the bed and located the door to the bathroom a went through it, emerging a few minutes later with a fresh set of clothes consisting of a long-sleeve black shirt with a red vest and a pair of black pants and boots, though he still had his collar around his neck and the small attached bell that made no sound as he moved. He walked back over to the bed he slept on and picked up his rifle and slung it on his back.

He exited the dorm and headed to the portal that acted as an elevator taking down to the cafeteria in accordance with that elf's message. it seemed most everyone else was already there and eating so he headed toward the area it seemed everyone was getting their food, along the way however he spotted the back off a fairly large demon. He stopped in his tracks at the sight and his face lit up with a smile seconds before he pounced up onto the demon's shoulders and threw his arms around him "Aeyz, it's been years i never thou-..." he opened his eyes again to looked at the demon "Hey wait you're not Aeyz" He said before falling off of the demon and tumbling onto the floor.

Nuna Mori

The beginning of a conversation came to an end when suddenly food was knocked over onto her clothing. The demon from the table nearby had exclaimed in a demeaning tone, “That succu-bitch!” This is what Mori presumed to be her statement, but it wasn't clearly audible at the moment; she would retain this premise for now. Nuna was engaged in kissing the Nocturne, but later to be realized kissing was not the only event taking a course. Desdemona's earlier comment was not to be thought of until she came rushing over after the incident that occurred, ruining her attire. Nuna was not an idiot and could sum up the happenings of the events with her high perspicacity.

She was very observant to watch people's characteristics and hold on even to the minute details. She immediately deducted that Desdemona was the culprit. Other than Nodah tending to the Nocturne who collapsed, the demon approached her. "Could it have been Nodah? Doesn't seem like him." All she needed now was her own evidence. By this time, she had returned to her dorm, recollecting as she entered the shower to restart her day. "In the span of time from when I kissing the Nocturne to sitting down, there was no one near me..." she stated as her body once again reacted with pacifying effects of the shower. "Could she have been a gravitin. Maybe she used such a sly method to attack me. A gravitin..." Nuna crouched, hugged her knees, pressing her breasts upon thighs trying to find the information. How could she be a gravitin though, as to the fact she would have felt more power surrounding the area. What else happened?

She had to think of any events that happened towards her departure; "Desdemona's statement...food...the Nocturne?" She then in the same position, slid her hands down to her ankle. She felt slight pain, but no marks were left behind due to the boots that extended to her knees. She then realized that Desdemona may not have been a gravitin, but a necromancer! "Ah. It's starting to add up now." She could only assume that she was a necromancer until she remembered that event that raided her mind when touching the burned tree. Going by this data, Desdemona was a necromancer, who had the ability to resurrect carcasses. "When did she find time to revive the dead? She must have a lot of spare time on her hands." The incantation she drew on the floor on the first day, simmered in her head. "She couldn't possibly have time to draw something like that. Unless they also have the ability to chant rituals." She hit the nail on the head.

The secret to deducing was placing herself in the shoes of the criminal. Her current position with her knees to her chest and the biting of her thumb increasing her deducting skills by twenty percent. She also derived that Desdemona was not very social, based on the lack of conversation she had with the group at the table and the way she acted on the first day, basically imitating Leval's first statement. Desdemona was a character that seemed like a leader, but in reality was biting off of people. "Literally, she is biting people. How pathetic." Nuna rethought the whole scenario incorporating her understanding. "Desdemona was a necromancer, who must have gotten jealous after I kissed the boy. So with that she called me a "succu-bitch" and planned her retaliation. She summoned a creature to come knock over my food and bite my ankles forcing me away. She suddenly assumed a nurturing role of a roommate to numb me, but all I needed to thwart you was proof to back up your words. Even if I were to be incorrect, for what reason would she have for calling me such a derogatory name? Maybe the Nocturne was her boyfriend? If so, she would have been more direct with her approach, instead of being a coward."

The shower had turned off by now, but she had lost consciousness on the present, thinking of the situation. She stood up, her knees cracking as she rose and exited the shower again. Mori had exited the shower once happy, but now with a serious demeanor; a glare devoid of any elation. "That demon better learn quickly that I'm not messing around. She has a death sentence and I will be ever so closer to getting revenge on her ass," she vehemently said in front of the mirror. She watched the process of drying and clothing take place. Again. Viewing her new attire, she was impressed as it correlated with her mood: a grey sleeveless high-low dress that flared out behind her, suited with a pair of matching grey platform ankle boots. She finished her thought process and exited the bathroom once more. "I swear to the corroded earth, that if I have to repeat my day again, I will personally see that the demon will rot in hell." She went to her bed and sat down to think of one last thing; the Nocturne.

The cat had passed out after their smooch. "I had not intended to take that much energy, but I couldn't help myself." Before Nuna went to the room, she responded to Nodah. "Perhaps he'd like to awake in a less...congested environment. The medical wing, for example. I imagine Yayo Fiji would be overjoyed to be of assistance." "I agree with your logic, but as for me I have to go clean up and will be there as soon as possible. And Desdemona as for you, don't worry your little heart about me, there are more imperative issues. After all, I did cause this." This was expressed before Nuna Mori had departed from the dining hall to the dorm. "The kiss drew energy out of people, but its not as if I intended it. As for the Nocturne, I shall not think of him too much. If my attributes really did affect him, he should really reconsider how close he gets to a succubus."

Now prepared, she headed back out, but for the medical facility this time.

Zensei Zaza

After eating another leg of fried chicken while watching the incident occur, Zensei rose into the air. "What the bloody Night Monarch..." he whispered to himself as the hot succubus left the cafeteria. "Perhaps he'd like to awake in a less...congested environment. The medical wing, for example. I imagine Yayo Fiji would be overjoyed to be of assistance." The pixie didn't like the sound of that. "Yeah, let's get the demon in trouble if that's what you want to do. Almost everyone in the cafeteria noticed the commotion, and you think Yayo would be happy to fix something a student caused? We'd be lucky if we could even get away with this, snitch. At least Zephyr is here, so even if these students listening to me right now don't tell Yayo about this, we can heal Daichi, and everyone can forget about this. But don't think the succubus will, demon girl. You just initiated a life of hell with one of your roommates." He followed up his words by pushing down on Daichi with gravity, though not as strong as Nodah's, it still made him a bit lower. "Let him go." He struggled to say as his face scrunched up and began to move his legs as if he was running.

Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

In an instant, Desdemona had made contact with the nocturne, holding on to his unconscious body. She slightly stumbled back realizing he was heavier than she thought. While stabilizing her balance, a pleasant aroma passed her nose, “Wow, this guy smells really good.”

Soon after, another presence approached the table. “A very good day to you” a well-mannered human greeted Desdemona, “Where’d he come from?” she thought. He requested for the nocturne to be lowered and assisted in placing him on the ground. After checking, the human concluded that the nocturne had a pulse, but that was obvious to Desdemona. Being a necromancer she could tell when someone was dying or dead.

"Perhaps he'd like to awake in a less...congested environment. The medical wing, for example. I imagine Yayo Fiji would be overjoyed to be of assistance." the human suggested, altering the gravity around the nocturne lifting him up. “I agree with your logic, but as for me I have to go clean up and will be there as soon as possible. And Desdemona as for you, don't worry your little heart about me, there are more imperative issues. After all, I did cause this.” Nuna replies to the proposal.

Desdemona gave her a smile, the same smile she gives an enemy she’s about to kill. Watching the succubus leave the room, a squeak ringed in Desdemona's ears, "Yeah, let's get the demon in trouble if that's what you want to do. Almost everyone in the cafeteria noticed the commotion, and you think Yayo would be happy to fix something a student caused? We'd be lucky if we could even get away with this, snitch. At least Zephyr is here, so even if these students listening to me right now don't tell Yayo about this, we can heal Daichi, and everyone can forget about this. But don't think the succubus will, demon girl. You just initiated a life of hell with one of your roommates.". Turning in the direction of the pixie, she tried to keep herself from not slicing him up with her boot knife. Zensei proceeded to slightly lower the nocturne, mostly failing at overpowering the human's gravitational control.

Leval Lamrue

Leval couldn't believe his eyes, the succubi girl had drained the life energy of a fellow student right there in the middle of the cafeteria. The Nocturne was unconscious. The majority of the rest of the table had stood up and over to the Nocturne and he seemed to be alive, but injured. Leval stood up and cast a minor Weave over his voice to amplify it around the room. He stood up, making his illusory form tower above all the seated students of Rosewood. His voice boomed across the cafeteria, "Druids in the room, please raise your hands! Several students jerked taken aback at the imposing figure and his booming voice, but several hands were raised. Leval nodded approvingly, in reality standing on the table to see who was raising their hands.

"We have a hurt student here, Succubus drained him. I need you, you, and you to go and heal him." He pointed at the the three closest druids in the room. They stood up and walked over to the unconscious Nocturne and began to perform their healing spells. Leval remained standing overseeing their efforts. He made a note in his head to take back the apology he had given to the succubus the night before.

Zephyr

Zephyr looked on in disbelief at the events happening. Both Nuna and Desdemona had turned out to be petty girls, not worth the attention Zephyr had initially given them. Although he understood Nuna's behaviour, her being a Succubus, he couldn't believe Desdemona would act so... human. He looked at Daichi's unconscious form, and stepped over it on his way to Desdemona. Could he have healed him? Yes, but Zephyr preferred not to be helpful if he didn't have to be. Reaching her, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her out of the dining hall and into the quiet corridor. She protested, but Zephyr was mostly brute strength and she might as well not have resisted at all. Once outside, he whirled on her, irritated.

"You. What's wrong with you?" He growled. "That was, without a doubt the most idiotic display I have ever seen in my life. You're a demon, for crying out loud! Not that I'm an expert, you being the first one I've met other than myself, but do you always act like such a brat? Doing that over a guy you barely know? What's your issue?" He demanded. Normally, he didn't care when people made fools of themselves, but it irritated him that the first member of his kind he'd met had turned out to be so disappointing. He liked making enemies as much as the next person, but Desdemona seemed to be doing it because of a stypid crush, which pissed him off no end.