Gah, everybody having more than one character makes me want to create another one... So I think I will.
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While Bride attempted to pick up the cooler, Rosalyn went to the trunk of the car and popped it open. He stopped trying to control his super strength and simply let it flow through him. With the Battleblood strength it would have been impossible to lift the car, but his bags were no sweat. He had two duffel bags and a rolling suitcase. So he put one bag on each shoulder and just decided to roll the suitcase behind him. The next thing he heard Bride said genuinely shocked him. She couldn't even pick up the cooler? A look of sheer disappointed rage passed over Rosalyn's face for a split second.
How was that even possible? Battleblood babies could lift more than that! But... Rosalyn had to remember, not everybody was born with strength like that. They were blessed with other talents. If Bride could make everything she cooked taste like flowers, then perhaps she had a gift with plants? Rosalyn had to calm himself down before showing his face to his new friend. After taking a deep breath, Rosalyn put a smile back on his face and closed the trunk of the car. "That's okay! I can carry that too." Rosalyn said with a smile that had the tiniest hints of being faked in it.
Rosalyn walked over to Bride, not showing any signs of struggle with the heavy bags. He lifted the cooler with one hand and set it on top of the rolling suitcase. He set down one of the duffel bags and reached inside the bust of his dress, he pulled out the piece of paper that had his dorm number on it. It wasn't like bras did him any good otherwise, and this dress didn't have any pockets. "Room 103 huh? Do you still want to help? You could hold open doors, that would be super helpful!" Rosalyn wasn't sure he could get through them with all the stuff he was carrying, without just kicking the doors of the frames that is.
Remind ME to keep Cleo away from Rosalyn xD He'd probably piss her off for shits and giggles~Him, Rosalyn's a trap. They're probably going to have to cross paths at some point. And that's how the RP will end, with the murder of everyone. Jk, probably.
O-o Remind me to keep Rosalyn away from Cleo. We don't want an accidental berserking on school grounds. Berserking is kind of like Hulking out, rage triggers it whether they want to enter that state or not. But it has to be sheer, blinding rage where they aren't thinking clearly anyway, not just getting mad.
Rosalyn would LOVE to teach Bride how to cook, it was one of his favorite things to do and passing on those skills that he honed was a big goal of his. Along with opening his own sweets company, or just a cafe, he'd be happy with a little cafe. The only problem was that he had never taught anybody before and he wasn't entirely sure how. But still... "I would love to teach you!" He said in an absolutely delighted tone.
Then there was the matter of Bride helping him carry his bags. He didn't have many, only three. One was stuffed full of clothes, another kitchen supplies, and the last pretty much everything else, toiletries, makeup, books, a small banner with his family's symbol on it, things like that. Since he could lift nearly a ton, he didn't need to pack lighter bags. They were all pretty heavy, especially the kitchen one. But there was an easy solution to that to make Bride still feel like she was helping without embarrassing her. "I think I can handle my bags, but would you be willing to get the cooler that would be wonderful!" The cooler wasn't too heavy, but it was still really important considering he may need it for lunches.
Rosalyn started cleaning up their lunch stuff, putting everything back in the cooler that needed to be in there. "Would you mind throwing our plates away?" He asked, peeking his head out of the backseat of the car. He thought it was a little weird bringing his family's banner with him, but anybody from the magical side of the school would know it instantly and know not to mess with him. Its was mostly for his potential roommate than anything, and a reminder of life he'd had before coming here. He also had his family's traditional battle uniform for any costume events or meetings of the magical side. It was the female version of course.
Hey guys, I finally got a theme song for Rosalyn. Can't believe it took me so long considering its my favorite song of all time.
I apologize in advanced for any tears, its a pretty powerful song.
Name: Yue Wudao (Yue translated to moon, Wudao to dance. So his name means moon dance, or dance of the moon.)
Nickname: He doesn't really have any
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Sexuality: He doesn't care much for love as he is already married to his sword.
Appearance:
Yue is a small man, standing at about five and a half feet tall. His build is lean and athletic, you won't find an ounce of fat on this guy. He has long brown hair that he usually keeps tied back in a pony tail, save for those damn front pieces that aren't quite long enough to keep back. His eyes are a golden brown in color, they can look anywhere from orange to gold depending on the lighting. Despite his years of fighting experience, he only has one scar across his back. Any others that he has are on his front side, as he guards his back well.
Strengths: Yue is a master of any and all things weaponry. He can pick up a weapon and wield it effectively. His favorites are the jian and a wooden staff the same height that he is. Those are the two that he carries around, along with a tessen, or bladed fan. He is physically strong from years of swinging weapons around. He is quick, fast, and agile, which are three completely different things. Quickness is how fast one strikes, fast is the speed at which one moves, and agility is ones ability to move well. These three things give him an almost dance like fighting style.
Weaknesses: Yue's size is definitely a weakness, it makes it so he can't be as physically strong as tall, more well built people. But, it can also be a strength in certain situations. He is not a bender, and thus doesn't have the same long range fighting potential as benders. He is much, much better fighting short ranged. He is severely claustrophobic small or closed in spaces make his skin crawl and his mind cease to work.
Personality: Yue was forced to grow up too fast, thus he is an incredibly mature and serious individual. He likes to keep on track of things and doesn't have much time for fun. He can keep a cool head in almost any situation. He's stubborn and feisty, he won't be giving up without a fight. He's observant and sees a lot more than people give him credit for. People assume that he's all brawn and no brain, but that isn't true, he's got a good head on his shoulders and a lot common sense and world experience than most. He doesn't like to talk much, but when he does, you better listen, because its usually important. He's a good listener, but don't ask him for advice, his people skills are pretty much none existent.
History: One could tell by his looks, but Yue was born in the Fire Nation, though without the ability to bend. Instead his father forced him to train day and night in the ways of weaponry so that he could still fight for his leader. He wasn't allowed to have friends or play with the other children his age, isolating him and not letting him develop important people skills for later in his life. His life was pretty much nothing but weapons and training well into his teenage years. By the time he had the choice to do anything else, weaponry was his entire life and he couldn't imagine doing anything else. At sixteen he left his home in search for more challenging opponents and new weapons to learn. He hasn't been back since.
Yue is a small man, standing at about five and a half feet tall. His build is lean and athletic, you won't find an ounce of fat on this guy. He has long brown hair that he usually keeps tied back in a pony tail, save for those damn front pieces that aren't quite long enough to keep back. His eyes are a golden brown in color, they can look anywhere from orange to gold depending on the lighting. Despite his years of fighting experience, he only has one scar across his back. Any others that he has are on his front side, as he guards his back well.
Strengths: Yue is a master of any and all things weaponry. He can pick up a weapon and wield it effectively. His favorites are the jian and a wooden staff the same height that he is. Those are the two that he carries around, along with a tessen, or bladed fan. He is physically strong from years of swinging weapons around. He is quick, fast, and agile, which are three completely different things. Quickness is how fast one strikes, fast is the speed at which one moves, and agility is ones ability to move well. These three things give him an almost dance like fighting style.
Weaknesses: Yue's size is definitely a weakness, it makes it so he can't be as physically strong as tall, more well built people. But, it can also be a strength in certain situations. He is not a bender, and thus doesn't have the same long range fighting potential as benders. He is much, much better fighting short ranged. He is severely claustrophobic small or closed in spaces make his skin crawl and his mind cease to work.
Personality: Yue was forced to grow up too fast, thus he is an incredibly mature and serious individual. He likes to keep on track of things and doesn't have much time for fun. He can keep a cool head in almost any situation. He's stubborn and feisty, he won't be giving up without a fight. He's observant and sees a lot more than people give him credit for. People assume that he's all brawn and no brain, but that isn't true, he's got a good head on his shoulders and a lot common sense and world experience than most. He doesn't like to talk much, but when he does, you better listen, because its usually important. He's a good listener, but don't ask him for advice, his people skills are pretty much none existent.
History: One could tell by his looks, but Yue was born in the Fire Nation, though without the ability to bend. Instead his father forced him to train day and night in the ways of weaponry so that he could still fight for his leader. He wasn't allowed to have friends or play with the other children his age, isolating him and not letting him develop important people skills for later in his life. His life was pretty much nothing but weapons and training well into his teenage years. By the time he had the choice to do anything else, weaponry was his entire life and he couldn't imagine doing anything else. At sixteen he left his home in search for more challenging opponents and new weapons to learn. He hasn't been back since.
I'm still here! I'll have another post up some time today.
Hey guys, its the former Weapons Master here. Me and Suspect have been chatting via PMs. Apologies have been said on both sides and differences have been worked out.
I'd been having a really bad day and was taking it out on you guys. My head's cool now, if you guys want me back as Weapon Master, I'm willing. :)
Rosalyn felt a little sorry for Bride, as someone who had been born with a strong body due to his clan, he couldn't imagine not being able to do some of the things he did. And to not even be able to enjoy sweets... It was awful. What Bride said next made him guess that the girl had a sensitive stomach. Rosalyn could easily make some tasty sweets that were far less rich than brownies. Bride would still be able to enjoy sweets with him around, he vowed to make sure of it.
He glanced over at the Yankee club and saw that the creep from earlier was over there too, and he seemed to be sheathing his sword. His eyes narrowed into what appeared to be a death glare that didn't seem possible coming from somebody so cute. But as he saw that there wasn't any blood, he had no choice but to soften his gaze and turn his attention back to Bride, who was apologizing for not eating much. "Oh its fine!" Rosalyn said, back his normal cheery self. "I'd rather you not each much than make yourself sick!"
Rosalyn would loved to spend the entire day with Bride, he had to get settled into his room and meet his roommate. He wanted to be unpacked before going to bed that night. "I hate to do this when we're having so much fun together, but I need to get all my bags up to my room so that this guy can leave." He said, pointing at the lower ranked clan member, who muttered a please and turned the page of his book.
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