Nodah Listig

Nodah watched the succubus make her way out of the hall with a few words to the demon Desdemona. And then the pixie spoke. The high frequency and nature of his words grated on Nodah's ears, but he concealed his annoyance with a face of puzzlement. "Get the demon in trouble?" What did the pixie mean by that? But as he chattered on, understanding dawned upon Nodah. "Heavens, no." His expression morphed into one of mild hurt. "It is not as though we would have to divulge every detail of the morning to Yayo Fiji." His eyes flickered to Desdemona. "Though her involvement in anything to be frowned upon has not yet been confirmed. Innocent until proven guilty, yes?" The burden of doubt weighed heavily against the demon however. Few could have overlooked the bad blood that seemed to run between her and Nuna - or, for that matter, between her and the pixie, given the murderous look she was casting upon Zensei.

Nodah startled as he felt a push against his own magic. Zensei was trying - with half-admirable determination - to bring Daichi back to earth. "Let him go." Nodah heard the pixie demand amidst small gasps of exertion. How quickly these students grow their strings of attachment, he thought wearily. "Come now, Zensei," he reasoned, with slight reproach, injecting a bite of humour to keep his tone light though he was close to snarling at the little figure that was in turns loud and rude. "Whether we proceed to the medical wing or not, it would be more comfortable for Daichi to lie suspended, rather than on the ground. Surely a sensible creature such as yourself would agree with me there?" He did not know if the pixie was at all sensible; all evidence seemed to be pointing to the contrary - though to be fair Nodah was getting irritated and bias made for significant error in judgement. But he did hope it would put an end to the argument.

The matter was decided shortly however by the hulking figure that called for druids who sprang forth and swarmed around Daichi to tend to him. Nodah did not set his body down, instead choosing to raise him to a comfortable level for the students to work at. "Quite efficient," he murmured, taking note of Zephyr making off with Desdemona, as he turned towards the towering creature. "Though are you sure this is wise? We are only students, after all, still learning to master the power we wield." He looked appraisingly at the form before him. "I am Nodah Listig. We haven't met, if I'm not mistaken. I don't believe I would forget crossing such an...impressive figure."

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Kuroda's body, still levitating a reasonable distance from the ground, had been surrounded by the druid students called over by Leval. As the healers worked, a transparent glow radiated from their hands, tending somewhat to his loss of heat. Through his unconsciousness, the Nocturne's mind raced in a loop about the events that led up to this outcome. The Succubus had planned it out, possibly using Daichi as a guinea pig to test the extent of her powers. Kuroda's eyebrow twitched at the thought.

Why me? Out of the many creatures present in a school of such prestige, Nuna chose Daichi and consumed his energy in a place for everyone to see. He clenched his hands weakly by his sides before they fell limp once more. Embarrass me in front of the whole school, huh? Just you wait, succubus... While this brooding occurred, the Nocturne mumbled something incomprehensible under his breath. By that time, he had enough energy returned to him, making it possible for him to open his eyes. Slowly, his eyelids remained shuttered as his irises became partially visible. They had not retained their original luster, his amber eyes dull with grogginess. Daichi carefully brought a hand to rest on his forehead, letting out a groan of vexation once he had gathered his bearings. Although his senses were impaired, he managed to snap out of his trance-like state.

"Ugh... too bright..." He spoke with a raspy voice, moving to shield his sensitive eyes with the backs of his hands. Once it was evident that he had come back to life, the two students tending to him stepped back and allowed him some room to regain his center of balance. Noticing that he wasn't quite on the ground, he figured a fellow gravitist had aided in his recuperation as well. "-hey, I think I can stand now." He called out in general, unsure of who was supporting him. Eventually, his feet were planted firmly on the ground and all of his weight returned to him in an instant, nearly knocking him back onto the cold surface of the floor. The Nocturne nodded his head at the students who had assisted him and gave them his thanks. Still feeling a bit unsteady, Kuroda made his way over to one of the nearby tables, sinking into a seat with little to no enthusiasm. He exhaled heavily and turned the chair to face the others, straddling the seat and folding his arms over the back to rest his head. "Man, I'm beat and the day hasn't even started..."

Kuroda eyes became half-lidded once he had settled into his position, fighting back the urge to sleep that was looming over him. The moon won't be out for a while, so I'm screwed until then. The Nocturne gritted his teeth as images of the Succubus played in his head. Because of that woman, I'm left in such a weak and helpless state. What the hell is wrong with me? I should have known better- succubi are even more cunning than most other races out there. He furrowed his brows as he raked his mind for any solutions. How am I supposed to deal with her? My rep is probably torn to pieces 'cause I seem like a wuss. I gotta redeem myself. As he pondered in silence, he struggled to keep his eyes from closing once again, and he drifted off into a light sleep.

Read Grimorea

Reas had completely zoned out while staring at the diagram, causing him to not hear any of the others approach the table but absent mindedly his head when one of them said something. When Leval appeared and took interest in his work Reas finally looked up from the diagrm and smiled glad that someone there was familiar enough with this kind of tech to recognize it. "This might help reduce the amount of maintence and replacement parts you'll need in the future." Leval said as he made a copy of Reas' design and displayed it with more modifications done to it. "Oh that's a very good idea but doing that would also create large amounts of feedback over prolonged period of use, which of course is dangerous unless in a one way system." Reas said then stopped and held out his hand after wiping it with a napkin "I'm Reas nice to meet you Leval."

After the attempted hand shake Reas created another illusion, this time creating an actual copy of the engine but also with the off-road wheels of his skates broken down into all its components. "This is the first thing im going to put this engine into, it should increase the power output but I cant stop it from being a energy guzzler though your design looks more efficient than the one I currently have. Reas said just before the Succubus came and began making a scene. Reas took another bite of fruit as he watched the events unfold with the Nocturn and the Succubus, amazed at how quickly things escalated since this was only breakfast. 'This school is gonna be fun, I can tell' Reas thought to himself as he looked back at Leval finally getting a good look at him and repeatedly thinking "You can't judge a book by its cover".

Reas started having his Illusion put itself together, adding both engines into a separate wheel and started them up. Both ran almost silently but the engine Leval designed began leaking energy at an increased rate than the other and began to electrocute the wheel frying the circuits then the other did the Same but ended with a hole in the engine compartment. "I guess they're both unstable" Reas said with a small laugh and started another simulation with the engines before looking over at the comotion concerning the nocturn "maybe they SHOULD go to the health office" he said loud enough for them to hear.

Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

Caught off guard by an extremely forceful pull, Desdemona soon found herself outside of the dining hall. Looking directly at a very annoyed Zephyr, she was unsure how to react. “You. What's wrong with you?” Zephyr asked letting out his anger, “Me? What the hell’s wrong with you?!” Desdemona thought. She definitely didn’t appreciate being manhandled by anybody. “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 continues.

At first Desdemona was offended by being called a brat, but then realized she probably deserved it. She never acted like this before, getting worked up over a guy. If only she could overcome her fascination for anything cat-like and this wouldn’t have happen. Desdemona knew Zephyr was right, what she did was foolish, but she couldn’t let him know that, “My issue right now is you thinking you can just grab me like that.” she replies.

She wanted to look as intimidating as him, so she began to increase the presence of her magical power, creating a visible dark aura around her body. “Ever do that again and you’ll definitely regret it.” she threatens walking away, gradually lowering her magical presence.

Leaving the corridor and not wanting to return to the dining hall, Desdemona decides to explore the rest of the school until class starts.

Zensei Zaza

"Whether we proceed to the medical wing or not, it would be more comfortable for Daichi to lie suspended, rather than on the ground. Surely a sensible creature such as yourself would agree with me there?" Nodah said, freezing Zensei's body and widening his eyes. "You are so right!" He exclaimed, releasing his gravitational pull and flying closer to Daichi. "Move out of the way good-for-healing tree hugging dru-freaks! Daichi are you okay?!" He yelled as he squeezed through the crowd.

Right when he finished weaving through everyone, Daichi was already at a different table drifting off to sleep. Zensei prepared to go in for the kill. He squinted his eyes under the table at Daichi's black pants decorated with several zippers. "It's time." he whispered to himself before shooting himself with gravity, pushing his body to fly faster. As the air slapped his face and blew his hair back, he stretched out his arms and legs in front of him. On the impact that felt like a small pillow hitting Daichi's leg, Zensei quickly wrapped his arms and legs around the Nocturne's leg, below the knee. "Are you okay my sweet pussy?!"

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The Nocturne continued nodding off at the vacant table cast off to the side of the group, drowsing in the slight solitude he had found. He wasn't aware of Zensei as he advanced towards him through the small gathering of students. The words his shrill voice formed were inaudible to the sleepy Kuroda, who's hearing had been vitiated following the loss of energy. Sleep had already put the cat in a defenseless state, so he was oblivious to all that was occurring around him- the nonexistent collision the tiny pixie had made with his calf had no effect on Daichi at all. He simply nestled his head further into the nook of his elbow, slipping into a deeper sleep. Just when he was about to zone out completely, a sound most irritating echoed from beneath the cat, provoking his ears to jolt beneath his hat.

"Are you okay my sweet pussy?!" Zensei squeaked unpleasantly; Daichi's eyes opened slowly, a look of indignation festering in the crisp yellow irises. Without uttering a word, the Nocturne reached down to his shin and clasped his thumb and index finger around the back of Zensei's collar. He pinched the miniature tuxedo and yanked the creature from his leg, holding Zensei limply in front of his face. "Don't call me that. Ever." He snarled, bearing his teeth as his ill-tempered mannerisms surfacing. "I'm not in the mood." The usual goofy expression Daichi wore had been replaced with one set with as much intimidation as he could manage at the moment.

Mischa looked up from where he was on the ground to see that the demon he had jumped up on had gotten up and dragged another demon girl out of the cafeteria, completely ignoring what Mischa did, not that he was complaining. He stood back up, brushed himself off, and sat down at the table the demon was at before. he was watching the commotion where it seemed one of the students was hurt or something while he absent-mindedly began eating the rest of the large demon's food, tail swaying happily as he did.

Zensei Zaza

Zensei, now face to face with Daichi, became stunned by the nocturne's attractive looks and those, searing, burning eyes. He admired the smoothness of Daichi's face as he felt his own face. His arms slowly extended out to touch the cat's face, but his arms were too short. He didn't care for the hand that held is collar, he only cared to stare at the perfection in front of him. His lower lip then flipped out like he was about to cry and he began to wiggle his tiny fingers. His trance was interrupted by Yayo's voice booming through the cafeteria.

"Breakfast is now over. You have 15 Minutes to prepare for combat training. When you are ready, please warp to the training hall through the portal. Then please walk to your appropriate rank's section where you will meet your classmates. After you've met your classmates, my holograms will begin your session and act as your instructor."

"Wanna go to class together?!" Zensei excitedly asked, stretching his arms and legs out like he was doing a jumping jack.

Leval Lamrue

Leval avoided shaking Reas's hand, "I'm sorry I have an issue with touching, but it is very nice to meet you." Luckily the Succubus situation distracted both of them to get off the topic. After the Nocturne began to start talking and moving of his own accord, Leval nodded his head in approval at the Druids that had gone to help him. "Thank you for your helpfulness." With that task done, he stepped down from the top of the table and took another bite of his fruit. His oatmeal was no longer steaming He glared at the traitorous bowl willing it to heat itself. Leval glanced upwards at the sound of approaching steps. The human gravitin who had help to support the Nocturne walked closer to him.

"Quite efficient,though are you sure this is wise? We are only students, after all, still learning to master the power we wield. I am Nodah Listig. We haven't met, if I'm not mistaken. I don't believe I would forget crossing such an...impressive figure." Leval was always sensitive to the powers of others around him, Nodah's Weave looked thick and heavy, with a sense of cold calculation to the pattern. Hidden amongst the threads was...something, Leval couldn't quite make it out. As he spoke Leval noted his eyes, blue at the start, slowly shifting their color.

"I'm Leval, and this is Reas." He gestured over to the Nocturne arguing with the green pixie, who seemed to be rather attached to the Nocturne, much to the Nocturne's annoyance. "He seems to be alright for now, but he should be find once the night comes, Nocturne's generally heal much faster then." He turned slightly distracted as Reas began to talk about the designs and pointed out a rather large design flaw in his modification. Leval groaned, "Guess I still have a lot to learn on that front. Still practice makes perfect."

Reas laughed as both of their proposed modifications collapsed, but glance over at the injured man as loudly said, "Maybe they SHOULD go to the health office."

"You're probably right, but think of the impression it would make on the other students. It would make him seem weak on the first day, at least this way he gets to attend his classes and prove to the others that a Succubus is not enough to keep him down. The students here are still determining the pecking order. Better he not be thought of as a target. Besides, nightfall will make him feel right as rain. As Leval spoke to the two other students, he heard rather obnoxiously loud chewing and munching. Turning, he saw the very same Nocturne that had stolen his bed the previous night, eating another student's meal! He remembered the unique rifle he examined this morning and was about to ask about it when he felt a rather dark and sinister aura emanating from just outside the cafeteria. He looked over at it worried, but then Yayo's voice boomed through the room announcing 15 minutes before the start of classes.

He sighed glancing rather forlornly at the oatmeal, the top of which was begin to form a thin dry layer. He took another large bite of his apple and stood up, picking up his plate and depositing it in the trash. "Nodal, Reas, it was nice to meet you both. Hopefully the next time we meet the circumstances won't be so... exciting. With that, Leval exited left the cafeteria searching for the C Rank Combat Class.

Zephyr

Zephyr saw the resentment in Desdemona's eyes as he ranted at her, followed by a quick flash of recognition in her eyes as she realized he was right. The sight filled him with a comfortable smugness, and he held his ground even as she expanded her aura in anger. "My issue right now is you thinking you can just grab me like that," She snapped at him, yellow eyes flashing. Her dark aura visible around her, the intimidating sight almost filled Zephyr with enough respect for her to forget her ridiculous antics in the dining hall. Now, that was how a demon should behave. He stared her down as she made her threat and walked away, Yayo Fiji's voice booming in the background.

Satisfied, he started heading to the portal. He was one of the first ones there, and although the portal trip was still unpleasant, it was measurably less so without a crowd of students in it. The training hall was empty when he arrived, so he walked to a bench at the side and waited for the others. Like everywhere else, the hall screamed luxury, with polished wooden floors and ornate glass windows which were probably magically reinforced.

Nuna Mori

Returning to the cafeteria, was the uttermost thought Nuna wanted to come to mind. She would be known as a malicious person if the Nocturne was not in appropriate health. The kiss was something she could not resist, it was quintessential to her nature. "In the past, people I've kissed died right in front of me. It's a good thing I don't have that hovering over my head. But I still have no restrictions to its extent. I'm lucky he survived." She strode down the hall to the teleportal to find the medical facility.

Within the transporter, the idea of its cacophonies was mitigated by her desire to find the infirmary. What benefit would she be to him now? She was just as useless, similar to the way he probably felt. His energy was drawn out of him and she could not resist the temptation to meet those lips. She had to let the past go and focus on the present. The least she could do was heal. Her motives ran higher to locate the infirmary. How would she do so without any knowledge of the building? "First official day and I already got myself into deep shit."

Arriving on the first floor, she decided to ask around. She approached a group of students conversing and asked, "Would any of you happen to know the location of the infirmary?" The varying expressions she received confused her; people looked at her in bewilderment, others entranced by her beauty, and those with fear in their eyes. Her thoughts ran wild trying to find the answer to these glares. How could she forget the incident that occurred in the dining hall? She was stupefied by how quickly she obliterated the matter as if born anew. She turned around and walked away from the group. "Tough crowd, eh.." she whispered to herself. "Wait, maybe I could find out from Yayo Fiji? He knows the place inside-- Nevermind, bad idea." She was on her own, searching for the destination.

Wandering around, she encountered Desdemona who seemed to be taking a casual stroll. Mori, from behind shouted, "Desdemona!" "This bitch..." The demon turned around to face the Succubus. "What a turn of events? Would you happen to know where the Nocturne is," inquired Nuna waiting for her response.

Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

Wandering around the enormous school was a good way to past time; it kept Desdemona occupied. Suddenly an unpleasantly familiar voice was heard coming from behind, “Desdemona! What a turn of events? Would you happen to know where the Nocturne is,” Nuna asks. Desdemona faintly laughs in disbelief, “You can’t be serious.”. She eventually stops laughing, “Nuna, Nuna, Nuna. Isn’t obvious I’m the worst person to ask? I definitely won’t give you an answer. You should’ve known that, you can’t be that dumb.” Desdemona continues her insults, “No I take that back, draining a student’s energy in front of everyone in the dining hall is pretty dumb.” she smirks.

An announcement began, "Breakfast is now over. You have 15 Minutes to prepare for combat training. When you are ready, please warp to the training hall through the portal. Then please walk to your appropriate rank's section where you will meet your classmates. After you've met your classmates, my holograms will begin your session and act as your instructor." Yayo broadcasts. Excitement filled Desdemona, she rushes towards the portal completely ignoring Nuna. She almost forgot she needed to stop by the dorm since combat training is the first class.

The portal experience became easier with each ride. Entering the dorm, she went to her nightstand, grabbing a notebook located in it. The book had “Rosewood” engraved on the cover and was filled with blank pages, there was a pencil in its coil binding, “Perfect.” she whispers to herself now heading to the training hall.

Inside, Desdemona saw Zephyr sitting on a bench. She tried to avoid making eye contact with him and walked closer to the elaborate windows. Knocking on them she could tell the windows were protected with enchantments, “I wonder how much magic it would take to break these?” Desdemona thought. Not wanting to find out right now, she walked over to the A rank section and began doing stretches.

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Daichi's face contorted in annoyance, immediately deploring the choice he made. The pixie whimpered as if he were about to cry, and the Nocturne was in no condition to be comforting him. "The hell's wrong with you?" Kuroda murmured, grimacing at Zensei impatiently. He curled his wrist slightly, preparing to fling the green creature as far from him as possible. With convenient timing, the cat's hand came to a halt when Yayo Fiji made another announcement over the loud speaker.

Daichi titled his head upward a bit, averting his attention from Zensei to watch the movements of his other classmates. Only a few heeded the instructions initially, but his focus was drawn back to the erratic flailing occurring just below his eye level. "Wanna go to class together?!" The pixie chirped avidly before Kuroda, waving his arms around energetically. He paused for a moment and glanced back over at the remainder of the students who hadn't departed from the cafeteria yet. Searching for a way out, he let out a heavy sigh and decided he may as well go along with the pixie, no matter how unpleasant the trip may be. "Fine." The Nocturne stood up, still gripping the pixie's collar in one hand. He eyed the other party curiously while he made his way over to the high archway of the dining hall. "Want me to let go?" He couldn't help but grin at his own statement, suddenly amused by Zensei's sporadic movements.

Before Zensei could divulge a response, Daichi gently placed the sprite on his shoulder. "-don't make me regret this." He teased, showing an apparent (and most likely temporary) change in his attitude towards the other.

Nodah Listig

Nodah nodded at Leval’s goodbye, and inclined his head to Reas indicating his own will to depart. Taking the portal – still a lurching experience but each turn invited him to dry-heave less – he found himself in the training hall. It was just like the rest of Rosewood: lavish and over-the-top, with a high ceiling that loomed over them and windows lining the walls serving their decorative purpose. He spotted the two demons with their pale hair and he loped towards Zephyr, slipping soundlessly onto the bench next to him.

“The morn began most chaotically,” he began conversationally, turning to the seven-foot demon and staring at his dark eyes. Nodah could feel his own eyes begin to take on the colour he saw before him. Ink swirled in blue, turning hazel before reflecting the tone of a raven’s feather. “May it not be a harbinger of the rest of the day to come.”

Nodah averted his eyes for a few seconds to look up at the ceiling, before they flitted back to Zephyr. “You disappeared as the rest of us broke fast. Where did you go? Along with Desdemona? Were you aggravated? You drew her from the hall in a manner that would suggest.” At that, Nodah shook his head, and smiled at his knees. “Forgive me. A human gets curious. It’s one of the lifelong quirks of our species. We ask too many questions, but do not form enough answers, so we seek too many of those too.” He glanced at Zephyr, offering a smile that was sheepish and wry in equal parts.

Zensei Zaza

"Weeeeee!" The pixie hollered as he rode on Daichi. "I hope the class is fun!" he exclaimed, turning his upper body to hug and rest his cheek the nocturne's head. Zensei felt a lump under his cheek, remembering that Daichi has cat ears. "Oh I have an idea." he said while lifting his head up. "I can be your cat toy!" He shouted while squishing his own cheeks inwards to make fish lips. He was more hyper than usual due to the grape soda pop he drank for breakfast.

Spotting a group of female pixies fluttering to class, Zensei attempted to intimidate the competition. "I bet you're all jealous that I don't have to use my wings!" Following his shout, the pink, blue, and purple pixie turned around with a look of disgust on their faces as Zensei spat his tongue at them.

Nuna Mori

The demon was useless. “Nuna, Nuna, Nuna. Isn’t obvious I’m the worst person to ask? I definitely won’t give you an answer. You should’ve known that, you can’t be that dumb.” Nuna continued looking at her viciously waiting for her chance to ravage this woman. Smirking she continued with, “No I take that back, draining a student’s energy in front of everyone in the dining hall is pretty dumb.” "Aren't you funny. Listen, you should watch who the hell you are talking to before I shove your foot up your ass." She began walking away as if she had not heard Nuna. She seemed to be caught up in Yayo's message about classes. Not to worry, we live in the same dorm, don't we? She will get her portion of my wrath. People say everything happens for a reason. So when I punch you in the face, remember I have a reason.

15 minutes was more than enough time to get ready. She could no longer search for the infirmary. Her new task was to prepare for class. Though, she had no personal means of defense, she was prepared to utilize her succubus abilities as a last resort. Walking to the front desk, she encountered the same ecstatic elf on the first day of arrival. "Good morning, Mr. Fiji- water." "Morning to you, Nuna. Classes will commence soon, how may I be of help today?" Oh, you don't say "Well I need items for battle, so would be alright if I stepped outside momentarily to acquire those things." The elf, with his technology, and adroit fingers allowed the gates to be opened. "Okay. Make sure to be back before 10 minutes are up, or else you'll be stuck outside." "Okay." Stuck outside my ass, I will definitely be back.

She journeyed outside to where she first entered from. The vegetation was beautiful and tended to with care. The flowers in the garden grasped her attention; she needed an accessory that was greenery and easy to manipulate. She sought a flower that had the resemblance of a cone. She picked this flower and inhaled its aroma deeply, before fixating it into her hair. Walking further out into the forest, staring deep into the vegetation, her face brushed upon a vine. She decided that she could also wrap the vine into her ponytail for use. "That's everything," she expressed with a sigh. Stepping forward in an attempt to return, a small rounded figure jumped out at her. Startled and ready to attack, she began to realize it was not an assailant, but an animal she had saved and named; Izukei. "Izukei!" The rodent-like creature was healed, saved, and nurtured by Mori in her hometown. She had fought many victorious battles with her partner in crime. Departing she had set it free, but it seems that it followed her all the way here. "Well, I guess you can't go back now. Come on." Izukei crawled up her body rapidly and hid in her clothing. The unrealistic part was that he hid undetectably.

Briskly walking back to the school, she passed Yayo's desk saying, "See, back in one piece." She entered the teleportal, towards the training hall. Now at the ease of mind, she knew she stood a chance against the challenges. She wondered what precautions the other Druids may have taken. She made sure she took her time arriving into the training hall, to avoid the multiple glares she would indubitably receive.

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Daichi rolled his eyes and chose not to respond to the foolish antics of the pixie. He kept his focus trained forward, trying his hardest to avoid the looks of repulsion he assumed were being directed at Zensei. The strides he took became progressively wider, and he nearly broke into a sprint when he saw the portal rising in the distance. "-better shut up and hold on tight." Kuroda muttered under his breath, jerking his head towards the ceiling as if to warn the other creature. With that, he put a hand on his head to overlap the small body of the pixie right before pushing off the ground with great force, dashing straight for the lift that was already overcrowded. He braced himself for impact as his momentum propelled them forward, sending the two crashing against the sea of other students. A few grunts of disapproval sounded from within the portal, but Daichi was too proud of himself to pay them any mind.

The Nocturne removed his hand from the top of his head, pulling the pixie down with it. "Phew... you good?" He managed to speak whilst catching his breath. Kuroda held his palm out for Zensei to stand on, but the cat nearly fell over when an untimely jolt was sent through the floor. Following the unpleasant transportation, he made his way out of the portal by clawing through the motionless hoard. On his way out, he hadn't realized he abandoned Zensei. Instead, he continued on to the training hall, taking in the impressive design of the area. It's tall ceilings were decorated with what appeared to be chandeliers that weren't quite connected to the roof, along with the massive windows that stretched along the majority of the hall.

Since he was easily distracted, Daichi couldn't help but bounce around the room, observing all the stations scattered throughout. Once he was satisfied with examining the various screens that displayed each class' warm up exercises, he noted the lack of student participation- everyone was either chatting away or lolling around the hall except for one particular student that caught his eye; the thick-horned demon girl whom he recalled from the lunch table, but nothing more. He decided it would be worth a shot to spark up a conversation, so he casually made his way over to her corner. Daichi reached over her shoulder, being sure to brush against her as he went for one of the medicine balls lined up along the wall she was facing. He began tossing it back and forth between his hands using the tips of his fingertips. "Wanna play catch?"

Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

Interrupting her exercise routine, something brushed against Desdemona's shoulder. It was the nocturne from the dining hall reaching for a medicine ball, “Wanna play catch?” he asks. Still fascinated by his appearance, Desdemona had to remember to focus, “Sure-” she replies clearing her throat. “Your name’s Daichi, right? I’m Desdemona.” she introduces herself recalling what Zensei had said earlier, hoping she got the nocturne’s name right.

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“Your name’s Daichi, right? I’m Desdemona.”

The Nocturne cocked an eyebrow at the demon. "Yeah- how'd you know? Psychic?" He chuckled teasingly, taking a few steps behind him. When a decent space was left between them, Daichi did a few practice swings with the ball in his hand to gauge how much force he needed to use. "Desdemona, huh... how's Desde sound?" He looked down at the sphere then back up at Desdemona before finally releasing his grip, allowing to ball to travel in the direction of the other.

Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ

Desdemona caught the ball almost dropping it, distracted by Daichi's request. “Desde? No one’s ever called me that before.” not even her family had given her nicknames. A weird feeling went through her body, a smile very briefly appeared on her face before she reverted back to her normal expression, “I shouldn’t be giddy over a damn nickname!”. “Call me what you want.” she responds trying to hide her emotions, throwing the ball back with more force than anticipated.