Geez, long post is long. But I had lots of ideas so I just went with it.
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Rosalyn
5 AM
"HHHHHYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAA!" A fierce battle cry escaped Rosalyn's lips as his opponent's heavy broad sword swung down at him in a motion meant to slice him in two. His pink hair was tied back in a neat, practical, single braid, making it much harder to grab onto. He was wearing the Battleblood women's traditional battle gear. This was it, this was what Rosalyn had been dreading every since he became old enough to fight.
Finally he had been chosen to fight in a war. He danced out of the way the broad sword, his own weapon at the ready. The Battleblood traditional weapon a combination double sided battle axe and spear wielded one handed by using their immense strength. The man he was fighting was big and strong, but sloppy. Rosalyn easily found an opening, grabbed the axe with both hands, and swung as hard as he could. He could feel it as axe tore through armor, skin, bones, muscle, and organ like it was all paper. This was the strength the Battleblood prized so much. But an instant before the light left his opponents eyes.
It turned into Bride.
Rosalyn woke with a start, bolting upright as he came out of the nightmare. Panic surged through him as he didn't recognize the place he was in. The adrenaline started to stop and his mind came back. He was in his new dorm on the bottom bunk of the bed he shared with his roommate. He let out a small sigh of relief and looked at the clock. It was five and classes didn't start until nine. Perfect. Rosalyn slipped out of bed and stepped silently across the floor. He had already gotten settled into the dorm in the terms of all his stuff had a place. His family banner hung in what he referred to as his territory. The kitchenette. Sure Drew could use it, but if he messed with her kitchen stuff, he'd die.
Rosalyn collected a change of clothes and headed into the bathroom, intelligently locking the door behind him. He got entirely ready before leaving that bathroom, everything including makeup took about an hour. Ignoring her roommate whether he's up by then or not, Rosalyn heads to the kitchenette and starts on today's lunch. He decided to go for something bento box style, filling each one a little bit differently. Bride got a lot of pickled vegetables and rice, with a little bit of egg thrown in because Rosalyn wasn't sure how much of a vegetarian he was. Rosalyn's still had the rice and a few pickled vegetables, but his was mostly egg. He needed the protein from it. All the vegetables had been cut into cute little flowers, something he hoped Bride liked. For desert was the lemon bars he had made last night.
There was still some of everything left when Rosalyn was done. Usually he'd put it in the fridge and use it later. But he decided to be nice to his roommate and packed the leftovers up for him. With that done it was only seven and Rosalyn didn't need to head down to school yet. So he decided on settling down on the couch with one of his romance novels.
Leon
7 AM
Yesterday had been one of those bad days, so Leon had expecting it would still be a below average today. But when he woke up, he almost cheered. He could instantly feel it, it was one of those rare good days. Usually he had to force himself out of bed, but today he just sat up instantly, no dizziness, no nausea, no nothing. With a giddy smile Leon got out of bed and practically skipped down to the bathroom to get ready. Coming out just half an hour later ready to go. It usually took him much longer than that. It was the first time in a long time he had some actually energy.
He went downstairs to the kitchen to see what was for breakfast and was about as surprised as his parents were to see him up and ready already. Pancakes and bacon, Leon's favorite breakfast, but one that wasn't good for him to eat very often. His dad, who was the one who actually knew how to cook, only made it on special occasions. "What's the occasion?" He asked as he took a seat at the table. His parents didn't ask about what Leon was doing down so early, they knew.
Breakfast wasn't ready yet so Leon was going to have to wait. But until then he could talk with his parents. "We hit the halfway mark. And you know what that means." His mother said with a giddy grin.
Leon smiled too, for the first time in a while, a spark of hope flashed inside of him. Once somebody got to the halfway mark trying to raise money for a cure, there were certain companies, similar to Make a Wish, that would match that half and help you save the person you were trying to save. It was just a matter of finding the right place. His parents had probably sent in their information the moment they hit the halfway mark.
Today was going to be a good day.
Quincy
7 AM
That marked hangover patient number four and Quincy wrote it down in a file. He wanted to show Angela and the kid that spiked the punch what kind of damage he had done. School didn't start for two hours, and he was already worn out. Four patients that he had extracted the toxins from so they could go about their days normally. Of course he had to do it discreetly, but that was easy when the patient wasn't part of the magical world. With a tired sigh, Quincy set his head down on his desk, intent on getting in a quick nap. But the sound of footsteps approaching said otherwise. With a groan the mouse lifted his head again and waited for patient number five to arrive. If this happened all day, somebody was going to die.
And it would be either him, or the kid who spiked the punch. Probably him.I added the schedules to my character's sheets so that they would be easy to find.
Alright post up. I left out Leon since he already left the party in search of somewhere without people.
Here's the class schedules too, I think they're okay. Let me know if anything needs changed, once again, home schooled.
Rosalyn
As scary as it was, Rosalyn couldn't help but giggle at Bride's drunken antics. They were pretty funny and most definitely adorable. "Here, let me do it." Rosalyn gentle took the phone from Bride and opened it up, scrolling through until he found Bride's mom's number. He put the phone up to his own ear, wanting to explain the situation first before putting Bride on. When the phone was picked up, he spoke in his cutest, friendliest voice. "Um, is this Bride's mom?" He asked.
At the confirmation she continued. "My name is Rosalyn, I'm a new friend of Bride's. Now don't be alarmed, but somebody spiked the punch at the school party tonight and Bride drank some before I could stop her. Now, she is really REALLY drunk right now, but totally safe. I don't know if you want to pick her up, or leave her here or whatever. I'll put her on so you can talk to her." Rosalyn handed the phone to Bride, hoping he had done enough to calm down Bride's mom a little bit.
Quincy
Quincy shot Angela a dirty look, for two reasons. The first, because with his sensitive mouse ears he had heard what she had whispered. The second because she tried once again to soften the situation by using what she thought was her own medical knowledge. "Actually, depending the alcohol tolerance, health, size, and even gender of a person, it sometimes doesn't take much for alcohol poisoning to set it. It also depends on the proof of the alcohol. Which you wouldn't happen to know anything about would you?" He asked, suspicious of the other teacher.
He glanced over at the kid who spiked the punch when he spoke. Normally the brother wouldn't be allowed to leave until he had woken up and checked out. But one, Quincy had removed all traces of alcohol so he would be waking up completely sober. And two, Quincy knew he would be fine. "Alright then, you're free to go. Just make sure don't drop him or anything." Quincy set his head down on the table, intent on taking a short nap to restore lost energy. "Why would your brother be a part of this when he's clearly a victim? I'll make sure he doesn't get any punishment for this."Sorry guys! I've been out all day and now I have a ton of stuff to reply to. I'll get my class schedules and a post up in the next couple of hours.
Bump ^ ^
We have a slight problem with the class schedule for Leon and Rosalyn. I was homeschooled. I don't know what a school schedule is suppose to look like.
There's a costume called "nothing." Try it out some time. On another note, interesting costume choice.Yeah, I was thinking about doing something different actually. There were a couple of costumes I was thinking about doing. And literally that night I was decided on it at the dojo two of the kids, the same ones who's mom uses uke, said I would look really cool dressed up from the series. And Boris was one of the characters who came up. So that kind of sealed the deal. Quincy's picture, who's real name is Pierce, was another option. But apparently its really hard to find brown mouse ears and the costume didn't come with them.
... why did you link this page?BECAUSE MY COSPLAY IS THE FORUM! BWAHAHAHAHA! No actually the link was broken apparently. I put up a different one. It should work now.
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