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Contracted - Dead Hopes and Dreams

I should have mine up soon unless I fall asleep while going to post it, that happens to me every now and then.

Anna's Secret

Okay. I understand, I should probably do the same. Probably.

Anna's Secret

Walking into the cafe, Justin bumped into someone on their way out and they spilled their coffee on them both. Looking down he was shocked to see none other than the girl from earlier that morning, Anna. before he could apologize though she beat him to it and rushed out the door. Justin just followed her with his eyes as she took off down the street.

"Hey you okay man?"

"Hmmm? What? Oh... yeah I'm fine Matt," Justin replied in a daze.

Matt just walked past him through the door he had been holding open, "You sure? You just got coated in hot coffee."

Glancing down at his shirt Justin noticed it was slightly steaming. "Yeah I'm fine it doesn't burn or anything. Let's just grab our drinks."

Laughing Matt just said, "Sure and then you can tell me about the girl from this morning."

Approaching the counter Justin chuckled awkwardly, "Actually, uh... you just saw her."

"Wait. Are you telling me that you actually talked to the cute blonde who just spilt her coffee on you?" Matt inquired surprised.

"Yeah. Hey do you mind if we talk about it later, I need to head home and change."

Nodding, Matt agreed, "Sure we can talk tomorrow."

Justin sighed, "Thanks," and then to the worker behind the counter he asked, "Can I get a small coffee black, and do you remember what that blonde girl just left was drinking, if so I'd like one of those too." The guy nodded and went about the order.

"Wait a minute, Justin are you blowing me off to talk to that chick?"

Smiling slightly Justin turned to look at Matt, "No. Just thought I'd reimburse her for the sample."

"Hey your orders done," the worker called to Justin. Justin payed for the drinks and turned to leave.

"See ya, Matt," he called out as he left.

"Yeah, yeah whatever man."

Walking down the street towards the apartment building with the two drinks Justin began to ponder how to go about giving her the drink. 'Maybe I should try a funny approach, I could pretend to go to spill it on her. Nevermind that's just being a jerk. Whatever, I'll just apologize for not looking where I was going and hand her the coffee as a sign of my apology.' With the way he would do it settled Justin walked into the building, drinking his coffee. Entering the elevator he pushed the button for his floor and waited. When the doors opened he walked nervously to her door. 'I really hope she is home or else I just wasted money on an extra drink.' Knocking gently on the door he waited and hoped she'd answer.

Beacon's Light: Rising - OOC (RWBY)

Assessing the situation, Tirren was confident that he and his partner could handle it. Hearing his parnter voice his reply with a chuckle, Tirren reponded while wearing a small grin, "Good, because I have a plan. You got to the ri---". Before he could finish he was cut off by a cloud of dust and another student emerging from the dust. The new comer asked something along the lines of how about two hands before he proceeded to kill the closest Grimm with his shield. Watching the new arrival, Tirren muttered quietly to himself, "Guess I need a new plan."

Still watching the newest arrival to the party Tirren failed to notice the charging Beowolves, until it was to late to really do much besides pool his aura for protection. However, no strike came instead his partner barreled into two of the Grimm stopping them, and slowing the others. Tirren watched as the other two Beowolves scampered back and regrouped. Taking a moment to think, he heard his partner tell the other about how he (Tirren) was too injured to run. "I'm fine," Tirren said loud enough for them to hear. It was at that moment that the two Beowolves from earlier decided to charge, following thier lead Tirren charged as well.

Spinning past the first Beowolf, Tirren leaped over the second using it's own paw as a platform to gain more air. Descending towards the second's neck he shoved blade into it. Then flipped over his rapier and placed his feet on the Grimm's back only to push off a second later with a firm grip on his weapon, ripping it free. In the air Tirren reverted Fate's Quill to quill form and opened Fate's Grimoire as he landed.

Dipping the quill in the black dust-ink on his waist he said to his partner, "I'll hold the alpha in place and you kill it, okay?" Then to the late arrvial he asked, "Think you can clean up the leftovers?" Not waiting for a reply from either he began to write. Black chains began to form held together by a teal aura, with a final stroke of the quill they wrappped around the alpha.

"Hurry this is taxing on my aura."

Anna's Secret

Walking towards campus together their conversation fell silent after introductions. Justin let his mind drift, 'Anna... that's a pleasant name, now maybe striking up a converstaion in the hall wouldn't be extremely awkward.' Inwardly scoffing at his own thought Justin just thought, 'Yeah, a conversation in which I'm involved not being awkward, fat chance. Especially when said hypothetical conversation would be with one of the opposite gender.'

Looking over at the girl, he noticed her apparently lost in thought. She seemed rather nervous still and Justin was pretty sure that he wasn't helping. Her hair was acting as a buffer between the two as she continued to look down. He was trying to think of something else to say when he noticed her biting her lower lip, and his thoughts scattered and were replaced only by his thoughts on how cute she was. As he was letting his thoughts drift he barely heard Anna say something about class before rushing away.

Justin watched her take off towards her class in an obvious hurry. "Crap! That's what we could have talked about. Classes, majors and all that other stuff," he uttered quietly in defeat. Then in a single moment his life came crashing down around him, "Class!" With that word Justin tore off towards the other side of the school, towards his psychology class.

Somehow he managed to arrive and take a seat just before the professor entered. Sighing in relief, Justin slid lower in his seat and turned his laptop on. He was now content to wait out the two hour class taking notes and listening somewhat to the professor.

Class ended and Justin walked out after letting the majority of the others students exit. Walking towards his next and last class of the day, he heard a voice call his name. 'Oh no! I've got to run. I have to get away!' he screamed in his mind, yet stayed planted firmly in spot.

"Hey, so you did make it to your class," Matt exclaimed jovially.

"Yes, I did."

"Sooo, that means you can come hang out with me as I live life like a true college student."

"No. I have class, plus I don't feel like being pulled into one of your insane adventures," Justin replied with a sigh.

"Hey they are not insane, and anyways you already have a syllabus for this semester right?"

"One they are insane I should know I'm a psychology major and two I still like to attend the actual class."

"But you need to attend my class, you know the one where I teach how to actually converse with people of the opposite gender," Matt threw back with a laugh.

"Woah, I actually had a conversation with a girl earlier thank you very much," replied an irritated Justin.

Grabbing him in a headlock and ruffling his hair Matt just reponded with, "Awwww they grow up so fast," then began to drag Justin away, "Anyways we are now going to this nice little cafe I found and you shall tell me everything." Being pulled along Justin's protests were ignored as he tried to stammer out an excuse. Matt just looked down at him, "Don't even try to use work as an excuse I saw your schedule and you don't have to work until Friday."

Sighing Justin just gave up and allowed his friend to drag him towards their destination. Only saying, "You know I'm not convinced you are actually attending college. I don't even know what your major is or any of your classes for that matter." To which Matt just laughed as he continued to pull his friend along.

Contracted - Dead Hopes and Dreams

I tend to get a name and slight characterization before I search for a face. Though the name usually ends up taking a really long time to settle upon.

Contracted - Dead Hopes and Dreams

I have to admit I like the name for the band the 80's reminiscent feel is nice, especially since I feel like it sticks out from most modern metalcore band names

Beacon's Light: Rising - OOC (RWBY)

Straightening himself Tirren looked at the circling Beowolves. From behind he could hear the sounds of his new found partner dispatching other Grimm, as of the moment it looked like he was on his own. He let his gaze drift over the ten circling monsters of Grimm, readying his rapier he waited patiently for them to strike. The air grew ripe with tension as he stood there, the growls of the Beowolves formed a wall of sound around him. Then three leaped at him all from different directions. Leaping upwards Tirren managed to avoid two of them, only to be hit in the legs by the third. He found himself knocked out of the air and onto his back.

Rolling with the impact he came to his feet. Reaching for his grimoire he began to pull the metal cable from the book's spine. With a sufficient amount of the cable freed Tirren dashed forward. Sliding under the nearest Beowolf's side he jammed his rapier into its underbelly and let go. Pushing himself to his feet he stopped the slide and managed to loop the cable around another Beowolf's paw. With a jump back from the Grimm he gave a quick jerk on the cable pulling it taunt around the Beowolf's paw.

As he went to pull the cable tighter he was bowled over by one of the other Beowolves. Knocked back the cable tightened around his gloved hand and in turn dug deep into the flesh of the ensnared Beowolf's paw. In a howl of pain from the Beowolf, its paw was severed and then there was a sickening sound of flesh being torn again as the rapier was yanked from the stomach of the other Grimm. Immediately the rapier began come back to Tirren’s hand as the cable whipped around and through his hand. He was able to grasp the weapon and hold it above as a Beowolf descended upon him. The blade of his weapon pierced the Beowolf's throat when it jumped. Falling under its weight Tirren managed to turn to land on top of it his sword now completely through the front and out the back of the Beowolf's neck.

Yanking the blade free Tirren looked about, two of the Grimm were dead and one was missing an appendage. Rushing the disabled Beowolf Tirren tore its throat with a flash of his weapon as it tried to lumber back to the still circling others. Placing his feet firmly under him Tirren adjusted his stance yet again, it looked like they would be attacking in waves. As he shifted to look at the rest of the Beowolves he felt his left leg grow weak and unsteady. Glancing down he saw a red horizontal slash on the front of his leg, it appeared one of the Grimm had been able to split his flesh. Grimacing he stood his ground and looked at the scene, hoping his partner was almost done and would be able to assist him soon. Then from behind he heard a quiet voice asking if he needed a hand. In a moment of light heartedness Tirren answered his partner with, "I hope you have more than one hand otherwise it might take more than I thought to handle this."

Anna's Secret

Standing in the elevator Justin tried to recall the previous events from last night. It was only when he felt the girl's gaze upon him that he was broken from his attempts at recollection. He let his eyes lock with hers for a moment, and was about to say something when she averted her gaze an all to revealing look of nervousness settling upon her face.

Instead of looking away though Justin let his eyes study her. His eyes took it in the finely assembled ensemble of clothing, her hair, and lastly her face more importnantly the look upon it. While many people wore a nervous face, that would make others anxious as well, her's merely made him feel the need to soothe her. Attempting to act on this need he began to piece together the words to do so when the elevator doors opened and the girl quickly made her exit.

Sighing disappointedly he disembarked from the elevator and slowly made his way out of the building. Hitting the sidewalk he began his trek to school. Looking at the people in front of him he noticed the girl headed in the same direction. 'Of course', he thought to himself,' I've seen her on campus before, now that I think of it, why haven't I tried to talk to her before? Oh well, I can remedy that now, if I didn't and Matt found out I would never hear the end of it.'

Quickening his pace he managed to catch up to the girl, synching his pace to her's he just walked for a moment before addressing her. "Hey, um thanks for holding the elevator," he said sheepishly, "I appreciate it. Also, sorry about the papers, I probably should have helped pick those up, but I was in a bit of a hurry." Scrathing the back of his head Justin chuckled nervously as he finished speaking, only to tack on a short introduction, "Oh, I'm Justin by the way."

Contracted - Dead Hopes and Dreams

Hello, nice to meet you too. I am Ice and I shall be fulfilling the role of Pestilence for this fine and joyous apocalypse (: