Rose placed one hand on the Witch's head as she turned to face this new girl who was yelling and being mean. And not the way Nightwish did it, either! Of course Rose knew witches could be dangerous, how could she not if she was at this school? But this one? It didn't matter what she was. Her power was summoning puppies. Puppies that didn't listen to her, even! And she wore and adorable outfit and was so cute... besides, Rose had Nightwish. If anything went bad, Nightwish could whack the Witch on the head and tell her no! And then more hugs and ice cream to remind Colliene to be nice.

However, Rose's response was short and simple.

"No ice cream for you, then," the pink-haired girl said, with a frown, before turning and awaiting Colliene's response.

Jacholaus's attention was caught when ice cream was mentioned. Next to the metallic-and-peppermint taste of blood, he absolutely loved the taste of sweets. The mention of ice cream made him smile and want some. He made a note of the ice cream the girl mentioned, telling himself that he absolutely had to try it later. Yes, Jacholaus was odd. Did he care? No. Jacholaus smiled at the thought of a seemingly harmless dog witch becoming this girl's pet. He heard someone complaining about it, stressing out too much. Though, that quickly ended. There was no worry. Along with hundreds of powerful students, the teachers and Principal were very strong. The Principal, especially.
Jacholaus then saw some girl in a hood walk up to the scene and start saying things. They were not nice or polite at all. Quite the opposite, actually. Jacholaus let his hand fall onto the girl's shoulder, tapping her a bit. "Hey," he said, "Calm down a bit, okay? There's nothing to be worried about. I mean, look at this Witch. Do you really think she would be able to harm anything, let alone a student of Shibusen? She can barely take control of her little pets. Besides, I'm sure Vater Tod, the teachers, and the staff are more than capable of handling her if she does make an attempt to harm someone." Jacholaus then gave a friendly smile to the female. "It'll be fine."

The other girl caught the flying dog, and threw it back a Emillia.

Without a word she simply caught it one handed, where the blasted dog started... yipping of all things. Oh dear gods above, it was annoying to hear the dog especially if you had refined hearing like she did.

Her face scrunched up in annoyance. "Shut up dog, before I eat you with my tea!"

It gave a little whimper but stayed silent, disappearing soon after with a rather glad expression on its face.

So that witch.... She remained behind the pillar, observing for a moment, as another voice came to her ears.

"They don't care about other people...they just want to destroy..."

It seemed to be the boy just now. A small grin appeared on her face. Perhaps he was not as idiotic as she thought. That was, after all a Witch, regardless of her appearance, and still possesses the ability to use magic. The principal was not thinking clearly, perhaps swayed by the Witch's appearance. Dusting herself off to get rid of what little dog hair that got on her clothes, and staring at her torn stockings sadly, she gathered up her courage and skipped up to the boy who shot at the witch before.

"Hey, that was a pretty brave thing you did just now." She walked beside him, thinking about what to say next. "Even if they decided to let her be. I think they're blinded by the Witch's look."

Ugh, that was bad, why did I say that, she thought to herself. That might get him feeling worse.

"..A..Ah yes! Err... My name's Emillia Grandwyn. Whats yours?"

Surprised that someone was agreeing with him, it took his brain a few extra seconds to process that information before he could answer "M-Mike Cove" he said "And your wrong; I wasn't brave. If I was brave, then I wouldn't have been quaking in fear too much to aim right. If I was brave...that Witch's head would have been blown clean off. He sighed "I'm surprised to find someone who isn't just writing me off as a psychopath or paranoid. No one else seems to believe what I have to say about Witches." Before he could even realize it, he was opening up even further to this stranger "sure, they may be cute and sexy...but they're monsters. I-I've seen what they do to people. They...they took everything from me..." At this point, tears were starting to leak from his face

Dante was a bit surprised as the figure leaps from the spike and landed near him. Turns out it was a girl, she looked a bit younger than Dante. She asked if he needed something. Dante grinned and took a swig from his drink.

“Not really, just wondered what you were doing up there” He said with a goofy grin to the girl. Upon getting a closer look at her, Dante noticed she had a different air about her. She felt like someone who knew their way around a fight. Dante was pretty impressed that she had actually landed the jump from that height. Needless to say, he found this girl interesting. He looked back over to the scene with the witch.

“Pretty strange isn't it” He said with a slightly disappointed tone. “The first witch I see after all this time training to kill them, and we make it a pet” Jace glanced back over to the girl in curiosity. Was she here for the same reason he was? To become a great mister? Or a strong weapon? Dante had trouble telling the difference between them. After wondering for a second he decided he would make it easy on himself.

“How rude of me, I haven’t even introduced myself” He said as he turned to face the girl, holding his hand out in front of him. “Name is Dante, up and coming mister hoping to become the best in the world!” He announced proudly. “And you are?” Dante hadn't met any new people around his age in quite some time, so he was excited to meet someone new.

Oh dear god she made him cry.

So Emillia did the only thing she can think off, taking out her handkerchief and wiping his tears off his face.

"There, there. Its alright." She smiled. "Nice to meet you, Mike."

She hoped sincerely that he didn't break down completely and start bawling out loud, because that would be rather embarrassing. This person was a weapon, if the transforming arm was of any indication, and showed plenty of potential. Emillia would dearly like to partner with this one, but as she didn't know how Shibusen chose their pairs, she supposed anyone they paired her up with would be alright.

Extending a hand to Mike, Emilia gestured towards the masses of people, still milling about nervously because of the Witch still there. "Come, the opening ceremony is still not over. I'm not sure when it ends, or how it will end, but we can't leave now, not when the Principal haven't given his speech yet." If he had a speech that was. She wasn't entirely sure if he even wants to give a speech, and just end the night with a wave then leave.

"R-right" Mike nodded "I should be used to it already; they've been dead for over a decade now. It's just...hard sometimes. I miss them so much" as he went on, his speech transitioned to mumbles. Spotting her outstretched hand, he slowly reached out with of his own. When his hand reached her's, he slowly slid his palm over her's '...so warm...' then he, still slowly, gripped her hand as he got to his feet 'her hand is so soft' he thought to himself as he relished the rare treat of physical human contact. Thinking once more about school, a feeling of dread spread through him; who was going to be his Meister? What if they were like the kids back in the orphanage?

Zubuzi raised a brow, obviously Dante was a prideful BOY. Speaking of killing so easy, a monster is one thing, killing something sentient. The urge to swat his hand showed as she glared momentarily, but she was being quick to judge and corrected it with a forced smile.
"The best in the world, quite the goal. At least you have a dream I suppose." Zubuzi hesitantly shakes the boys hand. "I am Zubuzi, and I am new. " She pulls back her hand rather quickly, it was obvious she was uncomfortable with the gesture. "Though I am glad to hear you call it strange, I was honestly worried that this is the norm."
Sizing up the guy, he has some training but he doesn't exactly seem the weathered solider either. But he can walk about in social situations without much fret, a confidence in his skills at least. "What was your name again?"

Dante grinned wide as he saw a glare from the girl. He let out a little sigh as she commented on his dream. He thought back to the kids at the orphanage, remembering he had always told them the same thing. To never give up and dream for the stars, things like that. Then his attention was brought back to the girl as she said her name. ‘Zubuzi… What an odd name’ He thought to himself with a little chuckle as he shook her hand. When she pulled her hand away quickly, Dante was a little surprised, but just smiled at her.

“Yea, I never thought I would see the day that witches became our friends” He said with a grin. He wore a relaxed look on his face, but in reality he was very intrigued. There was something about this girl he just couldn't put his finger on. She seemed strange, but in a different way to just being a weird person. He was snapped out of his train of thought by the girl speaking up. He laughed softly to himself before turning to her and taking a little bow.

“Dante Freever at your service” He said in a posh voice before glancing back up to the girl with grin. He stood up straight before taking another big swig out of the cup he had. He finished off his drink and put the plastic cup on the waist height wall next to them. Lowered his stance, he put his hand on the hilt of his katana. He took in a deep breath before slowly breathing out. As he reached the end of his breath, he drew his sword. In an instant he had slid the sword back into the hilt and took another deep breath. A small gust of wind blew, blowing the top half of the cup off leaving the bottom half standing on the wall. Dante stood for a second admiring the cut before turning to the girl. He looked her in the eye with a calm and relaxed smile for a few seconds, before a grin spread its way across his face.

“I got skills!” He said as he raised his hands over his head and started to dance around.

"Oh-hoh! Look at you! I am sure cups everywhere are shaking in their packaging!"
Zubuzi says with a sarcastic but playful tone.

"Okay okay, my turn!"
She isn't normally prideful, but she is wanting to leave a good first impression. Lifting her arm, a flash of light goes from the elbow to about 4 inches past the hand. It looses its bright shine leaving a black metal blade, hooking out. A truly sinister looking thing.

Zubuzi looks over at Dante and smirks once more, a flash on her other arm makes another. "I guess mentioning I am a blade should have came first." She brings both blades down in a x with enough speed that it would look like a grey blur had passed across the cup!
"Tch, Looks like I over did it. Hey why don't we talk over there."
The blades vanish as Zabuzi walks away from the still half-a-cup.

"No seriously....I can't afford that."

Carson stared at the pink headed girl as if she had blow his mind by showing him something impossible. Did she really say ice cream? They talked of it as thought it was something got through every day life. Being born to a martial arts dojo and monk temple, he rarely tasted sweets, he rarely tasted at all. But ice cream could never touch there humble domain, it was to hot, by the time it got there it would melt, they also had little to no money and could not aford such a thing. He had heard about ice cream from a new comer who claimed he had traveled the world. The young one always talked about how much he missed sweets, and would explain how they were to carson, but none ever sounded as good a ice cream.

" hold it, you mean that stuff is real" Carson shouted.
"c-could I have some?" Carson followed with.

Smooth, he sounded skeptical of something they thought was so simple.

The way people reacted around the Witch was once more driving her mad. Colliene was helpless. She felt the urge to just smash something, yet her fluffy paws of her costume was preventing her to do actual harm, especially when hitting other people. So she remained on the spot, clearly keeping distance from Rose. "Ice cream? You are serious about this, aroo?" She shifted her head to the side, like a puppy that was trying to understand what was going on. For all she cared, she wanted to be gone. The problem was that she would probably take some beating from the Reaper.

Vater watched Mike leave. "I am not judging you. Our organization is founded to prevent the destruction of the world by Witches and Kishins", Vater muttered. He went on with "But this one looks more than harmless. She is young, inexperienced and she has poodles!" Vater held up a tiny poodle. It barked happily. "That's not even my dog", Colliene screamed, pointing at Vater with a growl.

Then, doors slammed open. A slender figure walked in, yelling with happiness. "Ya-Hey! Wassap, Shibusen newcomers and returners! Goldman ready to rock this party." The woman with fake neko ears smiled, walking further into the room, swinging her hips to a swing rhythm that she hummed. She passed Jacholaus, putting a large duck face hat on his head. "You look great. A little pale, but even the moon tans the skin, right?" She winked at the man and snapped her fingers, continuing her little dancing. By now, Vater's gaze was blank, riddled with hidden confusion.

She passed the group of fighting girls, simply throwing a handful of confetti into the air. "Swing it, baby!" Giving Leo a large lollipop, telling him to "Let the music play, brother!" Colliene watched this and pointed at her. "She's from Shibusen? Looks like a nutcase." Vater shrugged his shoulders. He explained that the woman that now tossed cheese sticks at Emillia, saying she looked hungry and could use the weight to get a better bust, was in fact a teacher at this school. It drove a laughter from Colliene. She rolled herself on the floor, laughing and barking, her tail wiggling along.

At last, Jackie stroke an epic dance pose, wishing each person a very good night, before taking a deep breath and then burrowing half of her face in the scarf she wore. "I would enjoy this more if people would appreciate some art."

"I am serious!" replied Rose, nodding rapidly and making a bid to clasp her hands around one of Colliene's paw sleeve glove thingies. Those were adorable, too! But... so big it was hard to locate the girl's hands to clasp those instead. She smiled warmly and cheerfully. She was so adorable and cute and adorable and Rose was already wondering what cosplay would work on her. Oh, she could dress up and she could dress Nightwish up and then they could have a cosplay party! ... After they got ice cream, of course. They needed the ice cream, the ice cream was very important. Especially Nightwish's double banofee strawberry ripple mocha chip sundae ... with extra pistachios! And whatever the adorable puppy witch who was so cute wanted.

"What flavor do you want?!" Rose asked, cheerfully, "I'll get whatever flavor you want so Nightwish and you and I can have an ice cream party! And then a cosplay party! Right, Nightwish?!"

Nightwish

Nightwish just rolled her eyes, before drawing close to Colliene and whispering into her ear.

"Just... Just go with it, okay?" A note of exasperated defeat was rather noticable in her tone. "You can't stop her when she's like this. Lord knows I've tried."

She did, however, seem to wince in horror when Rose asked her about... About...

"C-cosplay!?" Her body shook in rage as she glared at her Meister. If looks could kill, then Rose would currently be a red smear on the wall. "I've told you already, funbags, I am not your dress-up doll! That one time was an exception, okay!? You're not getting me into any embarrassing outfits ever again, you hear!?"

Val sighed. "If not I will kill her." She stated simply before turning around. "Not all witches strength can be judged by appearance, trust me." Val said before walking away from the group not wanting to be near the witch any longer. If people knew her past they would realize that she may be hypocritical currently but who wouldn't be when someone close to you was killed by a witch even if she was also a witch. Val just didn't tell anyone that, actually she has yet to tell someone because she was never close to someone. Maybe she would eventually tell her weapon but that she is still unsure of. For now Val went to a table and picked up a glass of punch ignoring the questions of why she was wearing a hooded cloak and why she wouldn't take it off and show people what she looked like. Val simply glared at those who asked and they walked away.

Dante laughed loud as she took a playful jab at him. It was nice to see her acting a little more open. His laugh was cut short as a flash of light covered her arm and it turned into a black blade that hooked out. He found himself gawking at the blades now where the girls arms where. He had never encountered a demon weapon before; he had seen them in pictures and seen a few at the party, but never this close.

“Yea, I never would have guessed it” He replied, still a little captivated with the blades. The only blade he had really used was his beaten up katana, so seeing such good quality blades was a very interesting. With a swift movement, he watched a blur pass over the cup. “Wooah…” Dante said as he marvelled over the seed of the movement. He watched in confusion as she walked away. He followed behind her curiously.

“What do you mean can’t afford?” Dante asked as he looked back over to the cup sitting on the wall. He then heard a strange sound. He watched as a woman walked into the building, yelling loudly. After watching for a few confused seconds, he glanced back to the Zubuzi.

“First night here and I am already more confused than I have ever been” He said in an exasperated tone. He scratched his head with a heavy sigh, thinking about how the rest of the year could turn out.

Jacholaus tilted his head a little at the strange hooded girl. Of course, he knew that. But Vater Tod had said so himself that the witch was less than harmless. Jacholaus didn't know what her problem was. Jacholaus could understand having problems against things. Though, to go as far as she did and be as drastic about it as she was...Jacholaus figured it was something personal. He would not delve further into it than he already was doing so. Besides, he would much rather enjoy the welcoming party and try to let that lighten her mood up. That girl seemed like she needed a light mood.
Jacholaus then turned when a fairly rambunctious and silly, but funny, woman walked through the doors of the building. He watched as the rather buxom female walked right up to him and put a hat on him, complimenting him. Jacholaus smiled and said, "Thank you. You look great as well." Hey, might as well compliment her in return. He then watched as she walked up to other soon-to-be students and greeted them in unorthodox ways, but funny ways as well. When the female made a pose, he was mildly entertained. He laughed a little and clapped at her pose-striking, applauding her.

As the woman shook the scene in the metaphorical fashion, it would seem to have been enough to shock the wall into falling into pieces as well.

Zubuzi cringed but tried not to look back at it. Hopefully the entire group was infatuated with the bizarre woman to notice something as boring as walls falling apart. "Once again I am glad to hear you say that. To think that what we just witnessed was acceptable behavior...." Her ears caught the conversation of the new proud witch owner, and she looks to Dante suggesting that she has caught a glimpse into insanity...Or purest form of idiocy. "...I am getting the feeling that we are actually the weird ones, the rest seem to be taking to the situation as if a bird to air" Zubuzi would honestly like to escape back to being out of this crowd and being unknown once more.

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Leo had been watching like a pedestrian at a car accident. The urge to laugh at the events unfolding where as powerful as the urge to be angry. Any time he had gone to comment a girl with large personality took his attention for a pair of reasons. Her idiotic words and her even more idiotic actions, (What where you thinking? Get your mind outta' the gutter) As if reading his mind the one called Night-wish called her on it.

Then this insane dancing overly happy fake as the monalisa's smile appeared. Leo opened his mouth to question her just to have a large sucker jammed in it, painfully wider than his cheeks! He struggled to pull it out for a good two minutes as the rest of the group resumed its conversation. Then Nightwish says something that just alarms him in all the right ways.

"WAIT! You did cosplay!"

Shit out of all the things He had gone to say tonight...That...THAT IS WHAT GETS THROUGH. He jams the large sucker back in his mouth and points at the ice-cream obsessed guy as if to say he said it.

"But Nightwiiiiish, you looked so cute!" replied Rose, waving her hands in the air before attempting to place one of them back on the Witch's head. Nightwish had looked absolutely adorable that one time! ... Though she always looked cute. In gothloli, asleep, awake, in pyjamas, in a swimsuit, in the bath... Rose didn't remember a single time where Nightwish was not completely adorable! And now she had an adorable puppy witch and there was no way she was going to lose the opportunity for SO MUCH CUTENESS. It was practically impossible!

"I can get you a matching fuzzy shark outfit like Colliene's fuzzy puppy outfit!" added the pink-haired girl, cheerfully, "After I get your ice cream, of course!"

Amellia gave a small sigh to herself, as the boy controlled himself and stopped crying. He grasped her hand rather hesitantly, pausing briefly as he did so.

She thought it was a bit odd but kept it to herself.

"Now, we need to wait at least until the Princi-"

She moved her hand by reflex, catching a few packets of cheese sticks. The woman who threw it at, Goldman or something, then proceeded to tell Amellia that she needed to gain weight and improve her bust. Her grip on Mike's hand tightened, her smile becoming cold as she realized what hat woman was implying.

"..that...that woman..."

Amellia crushed the cheese sticks in one hand, barely keeping in her anger. Was that woman trying to make her fat? Her breasts was fine as it is; she doesn't need it any bigger. Cheese sticks would not help with those either. They would only destroy the figure she tried so hard to keep. Calming herself down, she turned her smile onto Mike.

"Hey, Mike. Do you think my bust is small?"

Oh dear gods above, that just slipped out of her mouth.

"Ah! Er... it was nothing. Please ignore what I said just now." Looking around for some excuse, she pulled MIke nearer to the podium where the Principal was. "Lets get closer so we can hear him speak clearly."