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(Okay, this is getting sad. POST people!)

Sessha looked behind him to see Meiou chasing after him. His mistake however was the part where he neglected to look watch where he was running. So there came the inevitable collision with another body. Sessha fell to the ground with a heavy thud and an ...

(I need to stop putting things off... grrr...)

"Listen dont worry about it. Lets just get ready for classes. If he finds out we went and watched the ceramony I'll take the full punishment."

Sessha was about to reply when the ground shuddered and he was cut off. He stopped where he was for ...

Sessha wordlessly followed Meiou out of the shadows and then finally out of the room. He was almost ashamed of himself for nearly getting both of them into trouble because of his own follish curiousity. Note, almost.

"Listen Meiou... I'm sorry if I caused any trouble." he said, giving him an ...

Sessha's eyes were wide and his tail had ceased all movement. He watched the ceremony with the utmost attentivness. It was terribly fascinating. No matter how much he wanted to look away his eyes were glued to the scene. He didn't protest however when Meiou pulled them into the shadows.

'That ...

(Aw man! I'm so behind! Sorry!)

Sessha stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Meiou, a gigantic grin practicly splitting his face in two.

"You know it! Thanks Meiou!" he squeaked excitedly.

Then, still grinning, he placed a finger to his lips and made a shushing sound to indicate he would be ...

Sessha fidgeted as he left the room with the other non necromantic students. He had always been curious as to what went on in there during the necromantic part of the ceremony. He walked slower than the others, drifting towards the back of the group. He liked to see how long he could dawdle.

(Do ...

(I hope it isn't to late for me to join.)

Name: Sessha
Age: 18
Species: Werewolf (Went into shapeshifting of course)
Year (if applicable): 6
School: Kalakov Academy
Description: Nothing short of scruffy. His black hair reaches his knees and fluffs out in unruly tufts every which way. Two black ...

Draizen had just entered the house when the boy in red he had met earlier ran out of it. His hair ruffled as the boy passed. He blinked for a moment, confused. Then he shrugged and ran after the boy in red.

"Why am I following him?" he asked himself.

He thought a moment.

"Since when have I cared ...

"Thank you. And no I haven't been drinking." he said as he entered the house, the girl shutting the door behind him.

Draizen had however, noticed a foreign hand enter one of his pockets. He whirled around, garnet eyes narrowed in anger as he grabbed the pickpocket's wrist. He growled at her ...

(Argh! I forgot about this roleplay! Sorry!)

Draizen was about to knock a second time when the door was opened and he found himself staring into the eyes of a girl. He smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head.

"Um, a guy in red wouldn't happen to be staying here would he?" he asked the ...

Draizen stopped at a small house of some kind, having been led there by the scent of the boy in red. He eyed the house with uncertainty. There were more people in there with the boy. More people meant more talking. More talking meant they would start asking questions. No, he did not like large ...

Draizen returned to the spot where he had met the boy in red and paused. To most passersby he would have appeared to be getting his bearings, looking in every direction carefully before continuing on. This was not entirely the case however. If one had looked close enough they would have noticed the ...

Draizen shrugged.

"Suit yourself then. But considering I haven't got anything better to do how about I tag along? My life has been pretty boring lately. Nothing to fight but heartless."

Then he remembered that he had to collect his pay from his client. He had totally forgotten why he had been ...

Draizen was growing impatient waiting for the boy to give a name so he decided to try a different question.

"You lost? Need help finding anybody? I can help you if you want."

Then he remembered hearing the boy having said something before he had attacked the heartless. It had sounded like a name ...