I’m just going to post to re-establish, but then I’ll return to normal order.)
Lucinda giggles. “ no no I mean, luci is my dads name...uhm I’m kind of ...satans daughter?” She explains quickly. “ I get it if you don’t want to be friends anymore I’m kind of a...an irregularity?” She says nervously.
Mothman turns bright red. “ What! No! I’m not a fighter! Just put your shirt on!” They say as they try to hide behind their book. “ honestly, the hell.” They say annoyed. They look really done with everyone’s s---.
“ so you’re kinda like me then? Being that I’m a child of lucifer, so I’m kind of a demigod my self? Just like the opposite way around.” They say. “ you know..,you can react to me right?” JD says sounding a bit anxious
(Welcome back, puppet! :D) Day 1: Monday, 10:13 AM
Raynne, not used to so much talking, has already run out of energy. It was strange, it's like she deflates or runs out of batteries. She really can't hold up a conversation for very long. "Interesting," Raynne says quietly.
"Woo!" Rosalind cheers. Raynne would never go out with her to fight, and as much as Rosalind loves her.. it was always quite boring. "Let's go to the cafeteria, there'll be more people," Rosalind says excitedly.
"Oh.." Erica says. "Well, so what? I've seen atleast 4 demons walking around already at this school, and plus your parents don't decide who you are," Erica says with her tongue sticking out playfully. "I don't wanna be friends, I wanna be best friends!"
Caspian did not, in fact, put his shirt on. He instead flexes his muscles. He wasn't like.. body builder type, but definitely stronger than average. "Everyone's a fighter in this game of life! We don't have to spar at the moment, for now I'll teach you everything you need to know. I have learned multiple self defense tricks!" Caspian doesn't mention how he only knows those self defense tricks because all of his 21 older siblings were a--holes.
Charlie blushes and looks apologetic. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I just.. I can't relax around anyone, I can never relax.. i-it's hard to explain," Charlie says. "I can't.. I can't let my guard down.." Charlie tightens the grip they have on their own hands, always locked in front of their chest as if holding something back or praying.
Desdemona doesn't get a response, which allows for a number of things to go through her mind. The girl could either be mute, or speak another language, or shy. Desdemona tries Greek, "Χάρηκα για τη γνωριμία. Μιλάς αγγλικά?"
Lucinda smiles brightly. “ the onetime I tried to make a friend, they panicked when they realised who I was.” She hums. “ I should have known it would be different here.” Lucinda says looking cheerful. “I can’t wait to have a friend,” she says holding Erica’s hand. “ I’d love to be your best friend.”
Mothman’s wings flutter behind them. “ No.” they say. “ I.Don’t.fight.” They snap punctuating each word, the yah deserves personal reasons, but they hate fighting for no reason. It had to do with the situation around their birth.
They shiver thinking about her.
JD grins, “ it’s alright y’know. I’m a tricky person, so I don’t judge you for being on guard.” They joke. “ anyway, I get what you mean. Kid of Satan and all , it’s not like I let my guard down that often so I won’t judge you...y’know?”
Ryker and Ruby raced until completely tired. They tied pretty much every time but they were laughing and breathing heavy. The both flopped onto the ground and just stared up at the sky to catch their breaths.
She knew Greek from a school she went to. "Yes, I do. Nice to meet you as well." Cordelia smiled. She wondered what she could talk about. "Do you like to be by yourself? You seem to be the only student around here." Cordelia asked. She meant it in a good way, and hoped Desdemona didn't take it in a bad sense.
Day 1: Monday, 10:20 AM
Raynne, without anything much else to say to Erratum, decides to go up to the librarian and ask about the library schedule and how long they would be open to students.
Rosalind leads the way to the cafeteria, holding up the map as she did so, like it was some epic adventure. It wasn't all that far though, after you exited the middle school dorm building you turned right. "Elementary kids have it good, they're right next to the cafeteria," Rosalind says.
"Awesome!" Erica says brightly. "I don't have many friends either, they get scared because of my long hair and pale skin and they think I'm a gwisin or something," Erica admits sheepishly.
"If you shall not fight, then I will fight for you!" Caspian drops to one knee. "I'll be your knight, your protector!" Caspian says. He doesn't even make a single move to return his shirt to his body. Once it was off, it was off. Caspian notices the shiver and he asks, "Hey, what's wrong?" In a normal tone for once.
Charlie definitely didn't want to anger the child of Satan. "I.. maybe later.." Charlie says. "I don't wanna.. lower my guard in public. Can we g-go somewhere else?" Charlie asks. They couldn't believe their own ears. Maybe.. just maybe, JD would be able to help Charlie. Everyone else Charlie had lowered their guard around seemed to get hurt.
"Well, I do.. but there's also someone else here," Desdemona points over to Ms. Frey, who has been silent this whole time in her state of meditation. "Ah, and don't mind the trail of flowers. They seem to sprout wherever Ms. Frey goes. I dunno if she can stop it or not, seems like a .. useless ability. Especially bad if you're trying to get away from enemies," Desdemona says thoughtfully.
(Oh god that’s going to be a plot point, the flower thing I’m calling it now.)
Lucinda smiles brightly. “ even at home, daddy kind of scares a lot of people away because he’s well he’s daddy.” She giggles. “ there always Jo- sorry JD. they’re pretty cool, and Mothman. I like Mothman.”
Mothman flushes darkly at that declaration. They sigh at the question. “...I...when I was younger I lived in a very violent home, most of my siblings died in the fights. I survived through hiding and waiting out my opponents.” They say calmly. This wasn’t the first time they had to explain themselves. Hey hated others knowing this, but what other choice did they have, if they didn’t share the story someone else would.
“ I get that completely, we could take our food back to our dorms? I know a few secret passages” they say as if they haven’t made them all throughout the years. Both this life’s school years...and well....all of the others. They didn’t remember hem but after the third life apparently they had made a map. The problem was...they’d lost the map recently,
( we hate Jordan in this house hold?)
Cordelia looked at Ms. Frey, not even noticing her in the first place. "So that's where the flowers are coming from." Cordelia smiled."And I do suppose it is quite useless in battle, but I think the fact that she can create plant life just by taking a step is pretty amazing. I'd prefer it over...this." Cordelia looked down.
Day 1: Monday, 10:26 AM
Ms. Derotta takes out her trusty pen and rips a sheet of paper from her notepad. Even when she ripped the sheet of paper, she didn't make a sound. Everything was so quiet around her, almost like she muted out all sounds. Raynne wondered if this was a power of hers.
"You wanna eat before or after the duels?" Rosalind asks Mineko with a smile. She is walking backwards and Rosalind doesn't pay attention to where she goes, so she bumps into some red head. "Sorry 'bout that, bud!" Rosalind says, giving them a pat on the shoulder.
"Who's Mothman and JD?" Erica asks with wide, curious eyes.
"Ah, I see. You are indeed a fighter, but a fallen one," Caspian says. He can tell that Mothman wasn't all that excited to share this side of their story. Caspian nudges Mothman. "You don't have to tell me everything, you know? Maybe it's- it's not my place to know? You can tell me when you're ready, or not at all."
"That'd be great, thank you," Charlie says to JD. They sigh in relief. Charlie is debating on if they should've given JD a better warning, when a girl bumps into JD. "Are you okay?" Charlie asks immediately, at the same time that she was apologizing. Charlie made the grave mistake of letting go of their clasp, their guard effectively has been let down. Charlie pauses, their eyes go blank.
Desdemona studies the girl. Useful? Probably. At the very least, Desdemona would rather that the girl was on her side instead of against her. "Listen. I'd rather have your power than Ms Frey's any day. You have any idea how much you matter? Your powers would be a huge asset to a fight. Just incredible, I can't believe how you second guess yourself. I could tell from a distance that you're awesome, and you should be able to tell as well." Desdemona says.