[IC] Soul Eater

[sassy1085]

@Evangaline
"oh um sure but my drawings are not that impressive" i show cara some of my drawings, Some mountain and A Rose.

[KatherinWinter]

Death stood at the front of the class. He was waiting for the kids to arrive. He watched the clock closely. He didnt like it when they were late. Time was something you couldn't stop. If they were late to class they might be too late to stop a kishin. That would be bad since that was the whole reason he trained thrm.

[Demonic Angel]

" Than it must be the hangover. Because you still sound like your yelling to me. Ugh. Huh? Didn't you read about my weapon before deciding to partner up with me? If not than my I ask why we are partners in the first place." Chimera asked keeping her dark sunglasses on while trying to stare Loki down underneath.
@olcharlieboi

[olcharlieboi]

@Demonic Angel
Loki would sigh "I seen your weapon from was different, it was very interesting so that's why I choose you because I like different" he states and looks away "can't help I was to excited to pay attention to the rest"

[Demonic Angel]

@olcharlieboi" Explains a lot. My weapon form uses sound waves. Hence why you are one of he very few people who are able to wield me." Chimera calmly stated turned her head to the cool desk top.

[GubGar]

@KatherinWinter

Joseph walks into class, looking fairly hungover. He whispers to Griffin. "Are we late? I smashed my alarm clock before I checked the time." He scratches his head, a bit embarrassed by his hasty smashing of the clock.

[olcharlieboi]

@Demonic Angel @KatherinWinter

Loki would rub his chin thinking after hearing that then looks up to front of the class "I've been wondering Father.... why have you been so active in the teaching lately?" he asks "normally you just monitor things from your special room and just let the various teachers take care of everything"

[Demonic Angel]

Chimera turned her head when the door opened. Thankfully someone looked worst off than herself. The guitarist sighed then stretched waiting for class to start.

[KatherinWinter]

@NachoBachoPacho
Griffin sighed. He hated being late. He glared at Joseph blaming his partner for their lateness. He was going to have to do something about this if it kettle up. He took his seat. They wouldn't have sit long. Which he was glad for. An active class was alot easier for him to handle then an inactive one. He was looking forward to taking on the second years. He wondered which pair they would be up against.

@olcharlieboi
"Just checking in today. Curious what my boy is learning. I want to make sure that you are binding with your new partner." Death answered.

[olcharlieboi]

@KatherinWinter
Loki sighs some shaking his head at death "I somehow don't think your just here to watch" he says "sense you could of done that from your magical glass window mirror thing" he states and looks around the room. "where is our actual teacher.." he says softly. he was mainly hoping his father wouldn't do anything weird to embarrass him..

[Evangaline]

@sassy1085
Cara smiles and thumbs the pages, nodding. "Keep up the good work, Scarlet." She turns her attention to Death, listening to what's going on. I didn't know we were in class with Death's son. Then again, I haven't really gotten a good look at any one other then Scarlet and Charles.

Maria looks down but listens. Biting her inner lip from laughing at the poor death boy. She thinks to her self As to why he is in our class, makes no sense. Shouldn't he be in some private lessons to learn to be a death God? @olcharlieboi

[KatherinWinter]

@olcharlieboi
"Hello. Hi. Welcome. There is much to do and little time. I am not your teacher no siree. But you all knew that right? I just popped in to say hi, hello, and welcome." Lord Death laughed as he watched the kids take their seats. He was very interested to see his so interact with the others. He could have watched from him mirror but sometimes it was better to do things in person.

[BlueJayBaseball]

Maka stood alongside the known school in Death City. Death City wasn't her hometown. She came from a city close to Death City, though. Her father had dropped her there late, wanting to be the creepy man he was by spending the morning making pancakes, and it wasn't until they were late that he made the "perfect" pancake. Maka, being who she was, begged to leave and not eat. Thankfully she didnt, but it was the burnt stove in that stopped her.

"Better late then never..." She sighed, holding a newly bought guitar by her side. She wore a new pretty dress that was sparkled yellow, with hints of black. It was the same for her hair.
Maka didn't carry a backpack, instead, holding her newly hand down books her father gave her. Maka glanced down at the booked giving a sigh. Thanks dad... She thought to herself, as she quietly pulled out a charcaled book that nearly turned into ashes if she hadn't grabbed it off the burning stove. She sighed once more.

[LaXnyd]

"Lord Death," A soft, female voice spoke from the doorway, the fact that it grew louder with each word most likely indicating her continued approach, "If you are concerned about your son's performance in class I would be more than happy to set up a parent-teacher conference. However, I don't believe there would be substantial material for discussion considering it is only the second class of the day."

Catherine Maidenmosel walked into the room with a soft smile, addressing the headmaster directly - something no student would do without a lot of audacity, foolishness or disregard of respect - or all three.

"Although," she continued, "I do thank you for looking after those kids while I was making my way here."

[KatherinWinter]

@LaXnyd

"Yes yes. Learning is what they should be doing. Let us set family aside for now. What is important is class. I will be on my way. If anyone needs me you know where to find me." Lord Death waved his oversized hands. He moved to the mirror at the front of the room. He had mirrors all over the school so that he could come and go as he wanted to with ease. He stepped into the mirror and left.

[Demonic Angel]

" If Death isn't our teacher than I am going to sleep. I don't feel so good." Chimera said while placing her head back in the cool desk.@KatherinWinter

[GubGar]

@KatherinWinter

Joseph's head lay flat on his desk, he was clearly very hungover from last night still. "Ohh man~ everyone's voices are like ear sandpaper." Joseph says with a groan. "How come you aren't in nearly as bad shape, Griffin? can you hold your liquor that well?" Joseph asked his partner, his eyes glittering with amazement, from behind his red shades.

[KatherinWinter]

@NachoBachoPacho
"Because unlike you partner I know my limits. I stopped well before the sever hangover stage." Griffin explained. He would never allow himself to be weak. Losing control was a weakness. One he wished his partner didn't have. But Joseph hadn't never let him down. As long as that remained true he was willing to overlook the weakness. Everyone was entitled to one. It was what made them who they were.

[BlueJayBaseball]

Maka stepped inside the large academy, nervous. If she was late, she would have to walk into a classroom full of people she didn't know, in front of everyone. Maka sighed. She never liked walking into a full classroom. Most of the time, Maka wasn't late. Stupid dad. I can't believe it! Maka thought, grumpily walking in the hallways to find a classroom that had Lord Death in it. Surely he'd be in one, right?
As Maka walked, she made sure to peek into every room she passed, to look for Lord Death. Maka went right past him when she heard his voice, and quickly ran back to peer in. Yes, it was Lord Deaths voice alright. Maka quietly slide down and slumped against the wall, nervously listening. "I don't want to just walk into a classroom. What if I don't know where to sit? What if I bump into someone? Not a chance!" Maka told herself, still keeping herself quiet.

[Evangaline]

Cara looks up at the teacher, she feels her eyes blur lightly and the light purple aura flares around the woman at the door. A few blinks and everything shifts back into focus. A witch? Her soft voice is barely audible here in the front seat and Cara turns her attention straight to the door way, tense in her lower back, getting ready for a fight. But Death seems unfazed and passes by the woman. If he didn't react, could this be our teacher? Cara looks down at her pages and makes mental notes.