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[RP] Soul Eater: New Earth

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The-Blades-slave:
Warren leaned his chair onto its hind legs, his feet on the edge of his desk to prop himself up. The injury on his shoulder had healed over quickly, so he had spent most of the time chilling in the apartment (save the couple times Silene had dragged him out). "Back just in time for the new students, huh?"

Silene nodded, seated beside him, staring intently at the door. The first girl that walked in was pretty, with big round eyes and short chopped blonde hair, dressed in a mustard yellow button up shirt that barely contained her breasts. She introduced herself energetically, but was quickly shot down by Mortecai. Typical.

Warren whistled low in appreciation at her... figure. "Look at those..."

Silene crossed her arms over her chest huffily as the next student walked in. He was significantly less noticeable, though he looked considerably like Warren (except scrawnier). He said little after his introduction, shuffling over to his seat. The final guy that entered was as flashy as the girl, wearing an unbuttoned red shirt that showed off his rock hard abs.  Slightly as a joke, slightly in spite, Silene slyly commented, "Look at those ab-"

BOOM!

Warren's jolted to his feet, the smoking remnants of his chair in a pile beneath him. His normally relaxed disposition was gone, replaced by the threatening aura one would expect from his clan. He stomped down the isle hard enough that each footstep was heard, the students nearest to the edge flinching away from him. When he reached the bottom, standing eye-to-eye with Dagen, he smiled and shook the man's hand, leaning close to his ear and whispering, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Silene resisted the urge to follow her meister, on the edge of her seat biting her nails. She didn't sense the normal impending madness in his wavelength, he wasn't in real danger. This was pure, unbridled anger. She couldn't help him with that.

Tickles:
WILL YOU ALL SHUT THE FUCK UP! Warren, maintenance!

Dagen looked back at his old meister with a slight smile. He enjoyed what was going on. Malencia looked on in confusion, but her hands clenched, preparing to fight if needed.

Simple, I heard there was a new school, and I figured someone with my skill would make a good fit. Besides, I'm not here for trouble. I just want to learn. Like you. Right Warren?

What could barely be heard as a maintenance from Mortecai, who's head was buried far into his lap it seemed. Everyone assumed he was talking to Dagen.

Dagen, is everything alright?

Another maintenance shout was heard. Malencia didn't care. Her weapon was in trouble. Dagen didn't hear her though. His hands seemed to get hot, as if a flame had been starting up.

Lunartic:
The sound of an explosion made Alex look up from her phone with a heavy sigh. Now what did he . . . he blew up his chair and got maintenance to shake this guy’s hand? She stood up - and got maintenance for it - and walked over to the boys to see if she could find out what the hell was going on between these two. ”So.” She leaned up against an empty desk behind her.

”Hey, my abs!”

”Maintenance.”

”God damn it!”

Alex pushed Jessie out of her mind and tried her best to focus on these two. Not easy for someone with ADD. “So,” she said again, ”what’s the story between you two?” Whatever it was, it obviously wasn’t good. If eyes could actually shoot daggers, neither of them would have faces anymore.

The-Blades-slave:
Warren forcibly grinned, though he didn't look at Alex. It took all of his restraint not to let his wavelength loose and blast the smug smile off the arrogant bastard's face. Here to learn? Ha! Dagen couldn't learn anything if they glued a book to his face. "Dagen here was my weapon years ago," he grit his teeth as he spoke, turning his attention to Malencia. "He ever tell you about that? He's got quite the interesting past. His family sure did ki-"

"Warren, chill." Silene grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back from Dagen and inspecting his hand. There were small, light burns on his palm, but nothing that would severely bother him. She glanced back at Dagen, looking at him in a new light. So that was his weapon before her.

Frankly, she could see why Warren was pissed. The man just came off as arrogant, now that she was close to him. "I'm Silene, Warren's current partner. It's nice to meet you two."

Tickles:
Dagen calmed himself a bit to respond to Silene.

Thank you Silene. I must say, Warren has always had good taste.

He quickly looked her up and down, then met her eyes again. Malencia looked a bit peeved from this, and tapped his shoulder. Dagen looked to her, and looked at his hand. It looked like a miniature blast went off, but he ignored it.

Nice to meet you as well, Silene. I'm sure our boys can have a play date another time. Dagen, it's time to pay attention. She sat back, cross armed. Sure, they weren't together, but she wished he wouldn't hit on so many girls.

No problem. Silene... He winked. Warren, I hope we can all be good friends. He looked past them to see Jessie, and gave her a suave smile for good measure.

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