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I'm going to have to drop out too-- I'm sorry T^T but a lot of personal stuff is cropping up, and I gotta deal with it.




I hope you like the idea I had-- if you don't, I'd be happy to rework it.
Ah. Well, apparently my old soul-eating ways have caught up to me, and, irony of ironies indeed, I shall have my own soul devoured.
“I would have suggested breaking it slowly,” Kirin finished, sipping from the new glass of water provided by the waitress. Apparently the woman had sensed the gravity of their discussion, since she had plunked the glass down and promptly disappeared without taking any orders. Kirin wasn’t particularly upset, but she did hope she would return. Shrimp tempura udon was not to be missed, under any circumstances.

She raised her eyebrows when Kirugetsu explained that she and Shisen had passed the first of their three trials. While she had been on high-alert since they had met, she hadn’t sensed anything going on that would have indicated a threat. There was nothing to test them on. Shisen had been forced to leave Arashi outside—had that been her test? If she would actually leave her dog? That didn’t make sense. Shisen had passed, indicating that leaving Arashi outside was the correct choice, but why?

Then there was her own test. What had she done? She had kept a bit of distance between herself and Kirugetsu on the way to the restaurant and had generally been on-guard. Was that the test? To see if she was blindly trusting?

Maruki’s test was fairly obvious and his failure easy to figure out. He had failed to react in any meaningful way to Kirugetsu’s revelation about his grandfather. Instead of getting angry or showing shock, Maruki had immediately forgiven him and even expressed satisfaction that their teacher was powerful. Earlier in the day, he had seemed overly polite; now he just seemed puerile. He didn’t care that Kirugetsu had killed his grandfather. He only saw it as an opportunity to display his misplaced magnanimity.

Kirin narrowed her gaze and listened in silence as Kirugetsu explained the next two of the three tests. She wasn’t particularly worried about the second—whenever an attack came, she would have to deal with it. Until then, she would remain on her guard and look for whatever it was that Kirugetsu wanted them to find for the third test. Her first thought: wherever Kirugetsu lived, he likely had some interesting knickknacks, gathered from a life spent in battle. There had to be something there—an artifact, a weapon, maybe even a scroll—that would fit the parameters of the test.

Then he asked them to tell him about themselves. Kirin cracked an unwilling smile. “So we’ve reached the ‘Getting to Know You’ segment of our first class. Awesome. Well, I’m pretty sure I already told everyone, but I’m Kirin Haranai, I’m thirteen years old, and my specialty is taijutsu. My grandmother’s Akane Haranai, and my parents own the bookstore. My hobbies are reading and training with Gran.”
Being Mirth just means I laugh in the face of... well, pretty much everything. I'm laughing, I'm just also running away from the responsibilities of being an adult.
"Call me Reeve," the suit said, and the woman in it hazarded a smile. He'd given her a very proper greeting, considering the circumstances. She liked a man with manners. Most of the men she'd dealt with in her short life couldn't spell manners, let alone exhibit them, so it was a pleasant chance. Turning from Charles, Nyula stomped over to the corpses and started chucking them out the door with little ceremony. The hydraulics in her arms hummed. "You're right about the animals. Anything could be living out here, and I prefer not having to punch local wildlife. Can't believe all of these dead ones... Think the life support system failed? Their faces are all uncovered-- you and I have isolated respirators, so if the oxygen scrubbers in the ship got pinged we wouldn't know." She glanced over her shoulder at him as she hefted a skinny female engineer out the wrenched door.

After pitching the last of the hapless passengers out, Nyula ran an infared scan of the immediate area. Nothing interesting. She clicked back to her regular optics. "So, where were you going when the good ship Fuckbolt tanked?" Her scalp itched, so she dragged a hand over it, only to remember she was inside the suit. She couldn't actually touch anything; all she could do was feel it second-hand through the sensors. She wondered if Charles could take his suit off.

Ever since she'd been put into it, Nyula had been trapped. The suit was welded shut around her. The system had a tube through which she was fed every six hours and another to keep her watered. Everything else was just as automated. Nyula preferred not to think about it. Better than being dead, she muttered to herself as she straightened up.
I'm not sure if I'll have time to rework my character-- real life is trying to devour my soul. :(
*is still alive, just having... issues, lol*
I'll have to rework her. Not sure what I'll end up doing with her, though.
I was running off the Underworld movies-- if someone possesses the Corvinus immortal strain, i.e. is directly related to Alexander Corvinus, they're a separate species from Vampires and Lycans. Eve, from the fourth movie, is the canonical character. And as for how she gets out... I was figuring on her either changing while conscious because of some kind of emotional stressor, or that an escape attempt by someone else led them her way and let her out. And dammit I just realized how close that makes them as characters. Hmm.
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