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Lily "Rain Maker" Li

Lily barely heard the apology over the scuffle and the accent and the mask, but she heard it. Not to say it was enough for her to be less than mildly miffed about the body bleeding all over her blanket-- it was a new one, too, goddamn-- but it was enough to satiate her from shouting more obsceneties. In a fluid motion she pushed the body further away with her sledgehammer, the student groaning something wild probably from some broken parts. Out of sight, out of mind, Lily lived by, however, and decided sitting without facing the kid would solve that much of her problems.

As she was making her way back from kicking away the body-- kicking was easier than using her sledgehammer-- her eyes caught sight of the perperator from before. It was an unfamiliar face, but a familiar enough description that Lily knew who she was. Gorilla Girl. Mask and hat? Definitely had to be her.

"Oi, Gorilla Girl," Lily called, folding up her blanket as the girl got clocked on the shoulder followed by an aim to the stomach without lookin a bit hurt. Brutal. She liked that. And if she remembered right, Gorilla Girl was both a transfer and a first year-- Lily decided then, as she finished folding up her blanket and tucking it under her arm: this girl was gonna be her new champion. Making her way towards the first year, Lily offered her smiles, easily lifting the large sledgehammer despite her small frame, with enough control to simply lightly tap the choking delinquent's chin. "Playtime's over."

"I'm Lily," she continued, looking up to the Gorilla. It was quite a sight, really, two tiny girls with a half dying teen between them. "Why're you causin so much trouble?" she asked, maneuvering her sledgehammer so the end hooked onto the pipe, lightly pulling it. It's not to say that Lily had superhuman strength-- she had enough for a girl that needed to survive at Seiryuu, and then some-- it was enough to say that she could swing her sledgehammer with ease, with only one hand. When she lightly pulled on the pipe however, it barely budged, and her small smile faltered before plastering on automatically. "Don't call you Gorilla Girl for nothin," she piped with a small, slightly stressed laugh. Looking up, her light green eyes shimmered:

"Why don't we be friends?"

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Reiji "Blank Slate" Ishida

Ishinuma Shiro.

The name was unfamiliar, but given there were at least three hundred kids in school-- give or take those that barely attended-- it wasn't much of a surprise. He decided to keep the name in the back of his head, reaching into his pocket and paying in exact change for Shiro's meal, placing the amount on the surface. With ease, he reached over the fair haired student, them moving aside allowing Reiji to grab his lunch. Shiro was truly overly polite, and the delinquent couldn't help but find it suspicious. He decided to keep his eye on him, especially now while they were close together, more on guard than usual. If he was gonna be polite, then Reiji was gonna be twice as polite, because two could play at whatever mind game was being played right now.

Reiji's eyes glanced towards the student at the ground when he was addressed, before turning back to Shiro. Glasses, huh? That was a shitty title, especially given there were other students in Seiryuu that wore glasses. Of course, it wasn't recommended given shards of broken glass could cut your eye open-- is that it? His brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Shiro more closely-- of course. There was something to be said about how he wore glasses despite contacts being a slightly safer option-- or was it something else? Did he collect glasses? Were there poor sighted students ambling about in Seiryuu now due to Shiro-- no, due to Glasses' cruelty?

"So, uh... Thanks? I guess? For lunch, uhm--"

His attention being called for again, the taller delinquent straightened. "Reiji is fine," he said curtly before nodding his head to the side and, one hand full of lunch and the other full of bat, he urged Shiro, pushing him towards the door. "We need to talk. Follow me."

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Lily "Rain Maker" Li

Light blonde twirled on a pale finger, nails decorated with a humble clear coat and 3d stickers. A group dispersed as the Student Council finished putting the jumper onto the stretcher, leaving only one girl behind, her face primly coated with enough makeup to say "I'm a slut", but not so much that people expected anything less than a well payed slut. She sat on a blanket under a half blooming tree, a dirty sledgehammer leaning against the tree the only thing ruining an otherwise serene view, the peers that surrounded her having their interests more taken in by the possible first death of the school year.

"How gross," she commented with a furrow of her nose, sipping on strawberry milk as she leaned back on her free arm. There was something about the way her eyes glinted and her brow arched as she glanced up to the rooftop however, that showed she was anything but grossed out. The person on the rooftop, held up an OK sign that Lily caught just as she glanced down at her phone on her lap. Despite the brand name and the well decorated casing, it was pretty fucked up and shattered. Through the broken glass, messages from a group chat buzzed in, numbers and other offers on whether or not the kid would live or die piling in, and just as Lily put down her strawberry milk to grab her phone---

CRASH!!

A body slammed beside her, kicking up dirt and her blanket, and now she looked genuinely disgusted, spitting out bits of leaf that got in her mouth-- "What the shit?" she demanded, glancing at the obviously unconcious body, as though blaming it for where it chose to land. Long blonde lashes fluttered as she glanced around for where the perpetrators were, finding a group of delinquents either ganging up on someone or having an in fight or whatever. Lily didn't care. Grabbing the sledgehammer from behind her, she used it to prop herself up, kicking dirt off of the blanket. "Watch where you're throwing bodies, shitheads!!" she shouted, in a tone that was as though merely telling off children, throwing a well-manicured middle finger their way.

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Reiji "Blank Slate" Ishida

Eyebrows furrowed for a lightly breath at the mention of his name, especially given he didn't necessarily recognize the kid. Then again, this wasn't the first person that referred to him by name that he didn't know. It was just weirder given that it was his actual last name, politely with a suffix, and not just his title. Whoever he was, Reiji thought, looking over the kid, he reminded him of a hamster. Which only made him that much more dangerous-- no one that looked that innocent could actually really be in Seiryuu. "Yeah, I wanted it," he said, nodding his head lightly at the mumbled rambling, leaning closer as the boy got away, having a hard time hearing his voice. Just as he heard the mention of a free meal, someone walked up behind them-- "Get a move on, fucking fa-"

CLANK

Metal echoed loudly against bone as Reiji shoved the end of his bat into the other student's face, crushing their nose and releasing a flood of blood. "Thanks," he said, his eyes not having left the fair haired hamster in front of him. Looking towards the cafeteria lady, he commented, "He'll take Set C," before looking back down. "Since you paid mine, I'll pay yours," he explained, face expressing nothing but pure seriousness, pushing himself back away from the stranger's face and making sure he was audible enough that they didn't have to lean in as well. In return, he demanded one thing:

"Name."

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"Filthy."

Yuusuke "White Plague" Akimoto

Seventeen || Second Year || Rank 11 || ???

» Kills: ??
» Injuries: Many
» Maimings: 04
» Weapon: Sports Bag of Cleaning Equipment
» Always wears white-- white mask, gloves, uniform and Student Council band.
» Can be found literally anywhere scrubbing down graffiti or ductaping broken windows.
» Can't tell you jack shit about literature but god forbid you get him talking about germs.

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"A winning popsicle, lucky, lucky~ ♪"
Ando "Lucky Dog" Yamazaki

Fifteen || First Year || Rank 85 || ???

♪ Kills: 00
♪ Injuries: 00 directly, 32 accidentally
♪ Maimings: 00 directly, 02 accidentally
♪ Weapons: Smiles and Two Folding Metal Yardsticks
♪ Ridiculously lucky and ridiculously tall for his age.
♪ Eyes are always closed.
♪ Surprisingly more studious than one would expect.

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Reiji "Blank Slate" Ishida

Though there were many things that weren't policed in Seiryuu, for some reason, a majority of the student body still properly wore their assigned uniforms. Maybe because getting blood on their normal day to day clothes was a pain, and maybe because it was easier to get jumped when you weren't exactly a prominent figure in the school and not wearing a uniform-- whatever the reason, a hefty majority of the school brandished the school's brand. Reiji was no exception, but unlike students that wore their spring uniforms, he sported his all black gakuran, with embossed brass dragons on the buttons-- a sign of his school's background.

While he wore his uniform dutifully, however, he wasn't exactly the most well-behaved student in Seiryuu. Black school regulated shoes stepped over broken glass as the blank faced senior walked along the halls, his bat dragging behind him and making a scratched path against the floor. Graffiti streaked walls painted the school full of life, and Reiji admired the disarray that the East had compared to his school at the West. Sure, he thought as he poked past either a wounded or dead student lying beside a broken classroom door, his mother wasn't exactly happy with his transfer, but when was that lady ever happy with anything?

Making his way down the stairs, he passed by a few more students harassing the locked door of the women's rest room. They coo'd and hooted-- "C'mon, unlock it you shit"-- though were obviously getting a bit bored waiting around. From the sounds of it, it was probably a guy stuck in there as opposed to a girl, prolonging only the inevitable. How unlucky, thought Reiji as he continued past, scratching his nose lazily while making his way to the cafeteria. It was a mess, the staff not having fixed it from the fight last week, students sitting where the tables were upright and not bothering to fix it.

Just as he wanted to order Set A, the student before him got the last one, to which Reiji did as what a Seiryuu student was only to do. Grabbing the student's shoulder, Reiji leaned in:
"Switch your fucking set."

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Rise. Bow.
Please be Seated.

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April 29, 20XX
11:25 AM
17 °C
Dead: 00
Injured: 15
Maimed: 02
Five Weeks Until Mid-Terms

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Lightly tan skin and well decorated nails scraped against light clear tights, pinching fabric and skin as it slowly started to rip. A fairer hand adorned with body stickers and bandages reached down to grasp it, pulling it up a rolled up school approved skirt uniform, giggles escaping from both of them. The two girls traded whispers about being caught, or god you look so good, jumping as something clattered past the barely shut windows behind them.

"Woah! What was that?" asked the darker one, pulling the curtains open, the other girl pouting and telling her to let it go. Opening the ductaped window, the girls glanced down and saw the mangled body of a jumper, the students below having moved away from the sight. Already, the white banded Student Council was bringing out a stretcher, the surrounding delinquents hooting with laughter as they glanced up. Probably at the roof, and not at the girls.
"It was just some idiot," pouted the blonde as the dark skinned brunette started to shut the broken windows. "Talk about turn off, right?"

But before the other person could answer, the teacher at the front of the class spoke up. "That concludes today's lesson," the well dressed teacher said, his attire a contrast to the mess that was the classroom, the blackboard behind him covered entirely in notes-- what was the point in trying to teach a class that wasn't present? "Homework will be at the front desk, submit it tomorrow on time. Class dismissed."

He left the room, the girls getting back to their playing as a handful of students diligently slept or lazily took pictures of the notes.

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"Seiryuu was never meant to be controlled."

Reiji "Blank Slate" Ishida

Eighteen || Third Year || Rank 12 || Two Headed Dragon

☄ Kills: 00
☄ Injuries: 32
☄ Maimings: 02
☄ Weapon: Classic Bat With Nails
☄ Met the Dragon Fang in battle and fell for him
☄ Ex-Genbu Student
☄ Follows THD because he's not strong enough to take up the mantle himself

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"It's always fun to bet with Wild Cards."

Lily "Rain Maker" Li

Eighteen || Second Year || Rank 42 || The New Kid

♔ Kills: 00 directly, 01 indirectly
♔ Injuries: 08 directly, Many indirectly
♔ Maimings: 12 directly, ??? indirectly
♔ Weapon: Wallet, Hips, and Sledgehammer
♔ Academically inept, but charismatic to the people.
♔ Too rich for Seiryuu but too loose for Byakko.
♔ Likes to watch and bet rather than actually play.

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IM SO W H ET FOR THIS R U FUCKCKCKIN G H Y PEEE

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The Two Headed Dragon


The Tranquil Dragon


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