Esayo

A School for Deities.

Can't stop dat creepin'

A School for Deities.

No sooner had he begun to mentally distance himself from the bus's occupants did the ghostly nuisance pipe up once again. A reaffirmation at first, this boy was indeed the future god of the sun, and the law of nature. Once again, his spine crawled, and he could feel Apep's distaste course through his veins. He would no doubt cross with this boy. Taiyo, eventually, but he was in no hurry to do so.

Next came information he could actually use. A shrine maiden? Those still existed? He had no information to back up his opinion, as in all honesty he knew next to nothing about the position. But that was part of his role, then, wasn't it? Assumptions, later on to be thrown back at him, and his ignorance being a seed in his defeat. Indeed each loss was it's own unique piece, and this one was shaping up to have quite a myriad of facets. He waited as attendance on the bus was called, keeping an ear out for the names and committing them to memory. When his was called, he stood, spun to face the occupants with as devilish a smirk as he could muster, and bowed low.

"Ashil Arry, maid. I know it'll be hard to remember, but try. Would do all of you good, really," he hissed, honing his gaze onto her for a few elongated moments before swiveling back with a flourish and sitting down. Facing away, he broke his dastardly expression, biting his lip and going over all of the points in his head, making sure he'd hit all of them. Had to make his impression well. Content, he smoothed his lips out against each other, and went back to his own thoughts.

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Sweeet, we got plots going already, love the preparation

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Present

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Welcome back! \o/

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Pfffff

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(Double, apologies)

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God poor Andy can't catch a break <D

A School for Deities.

The first person to arrive was a girl, very young, very pretty. He might have felt jealous if he wasn't so sure of himself. What was worse; she was friendly, immediately so. All smiles and sweet looks. He almost reciprocated on instinct, but instead he said nothing, merely huffed, as would be expected of him. She had no hesitations for climbing right aboard the bus, and so neither would he. His luggage tossed into the carrying space, he sauntered down the isle as if he owned the damn thing, perusing each seat, measuring their worth. He bumped up against Phobetor, but only absently acknowledged the other boy's presence.

"Pick a lane, creep," he snapped, before whirling back around and plopping down in a seat at the front, a smug grin on his face.

Then they were joined by another, perhaps the most interesting of the ones he'd seen so far -though the crow boy was something else too- a ghost. A ghost? That was new, though not exactly a surprise given the circumstances. Ashil's interest quickly devolved into distaste as the boy opened his mouth. He was peppy, happy -disgustingly so- and too chatty for his own good. All of these things he could have ignored, but it was the last little bits of information that turned him back.

Sun and the law? He felt a chill run down his spine, and a grinding in his ear as if Apep himself was growling into it. His lips twitched, subtly, and he scoffed to cover it. "Ew," he sneered.

Thankfully, another occupant arrived, and he was glad for a distraction. Ashil let his eyes linger, the boy had a nice walk, and like the girl he too was pretty. In his mind though, he knew it wouldn't be long until he was spewing insults at him, so he was thankful there weren't any words. With another gaze over the current occupants, he grinned again. Why? He wasn't sure. He wasn't happy. He was excited, but not happy, he knew already how this would end. That was enough to sour his lips into a scowl, and he turned back to the front.