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Subject Post 1PostSubject: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Tue Nov 13, 2012 4:16 pm


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Fantasia's fingertip brushed the smooth surface of the faceted sapphire, feeling not a single crack or deformation in the gemstone. Locked in the focus of her Claymore's crossguard, it shone it's brilliant blue hue to her eyes and her eyes only. It was something she could not part with, for it was her Anima Stone, the Legion; that which contained her power, as well as her sanity. She tapped it twice, very lightly, before forcing herself to come to a resolution. Bringing the Edge of the Legion—the name of her hefty sword, which acted as the medium for the Anima Stone—to any redeemable academy was a long shot. Though she was not versed with the laws of Karakura high... she only need to use common sense to assume that weaponry at school was generally frowned upon. Loath as she was to do this, she pried her fingers around the edges of gemstone and popped the sapphire out of its socket; or rather, the stone seemed to jump out on its own into the open palm of her hand, as there really was no room for her fingernails to get underneath the edges.

She didn't bother arguing. There were enough experiences to be had later today. It was only morning.

Fantasia did not possess any sort of vehicle. She had glanced once over the options, but the objectivity of situation struck her; why bother wasting so much money on a car, when she could move just as fast through the air under her own power? So, she shot off like a rocket from her front door step, hurtling through the defensive barrier of Karakura toward the central city. Nothing but a speckle against the sky, she went mostly unnoticed for the majority of the trip. She only began to get a couple of glances when she passed by the airways among the flying cars. Perhaps the city was used to beings who shared the skies, and so she decidedly would smile and salute the passerbies before she revved up her speed. There was a loud crack as she broke the sound barrier for just the smallest amount of time, creating a cloudy shockwave around her in the process—what speed she had in her when she really tried. But as the institution of Karakura High began to come into view, she decelerated her flight, aiming for the ground now.

From the skies Fantasia descended, touching down gently with the tips of her sneakers into the near vacant lot before the school. The sun had only begun to rise, and so it would appear that she had arrived early to Karakura High. The positive thing about that though, was that she could easily take care of all the first day quandaries with an ample amount of time. Hugging her arms nervously around her body, the girl would begin her stride toward the buildings, in high hopes of finding the main office easily. Her footsteps were quiet even against the gritty black top of the parking lot, naturally so, though assisted by the change of footwear to soft-soled sneakers. In fact, her outfit was quite different from normal, with the only similarity being the symbolic satiation of the color black, including the thin knee high socks she wore. Covering her bottoms was a gathered skirt with very delicate and almost indistinguishable white threads. Her top was comprised of a casual off-the-shoulder tube top that did not disguise her lower stomach, but the article was complimented by a long-sleeved button down overlay which fortunately did, especially suitable for the early morning chill. Lacking the usual shady hood of her cloak, her outgrown blonde hair was allowed to flow straight and plain along her shoulders and draping down to the small of her back.

She wore a silver metal necklace, albeit hidden by the button shirt, it was adorned with the azure crystal that was her Anima Stone, Legion. And last to note would be the girl's near-empty backpack, strapped to her back and prepared to be filled with the school's textbooks. Otherwise, it contained the simple things: Paper, pens, pencils, binders, notebooks, and other such necessities. When she had first applied for Karakura High, the return letter they had sent outlined the supplies that would be required for the school year, and the naive girl most likely had gone overboard with such things. After all, given the rough boulevard her life had tumbled through, mere education had never really been a part of it. She had a host of fundamental skills and various tidbits of knowledge that she had acquired on her lone travels, and she even was a pretty fast learner, but as for now she was still behind with no proper academy to have attended. Not only the lack of education but the lack of social skills plagued her. This would be her first day of school in the entirety of her life—she really had no idea.

Fantasia's head tilted back, and she looked up. She was in front of a door with the words 'Front Office' written over the topic in bold capitalized letters. Heaving an anxious breathe, she would bring her arm forward to push through the door, and into the carpeted room beyond. She was in. There was a hiss of pneumatics behind her as the door slowed and gently clicked shut, rather than slamming shut as Fantasia was used to. Once the room had been sealed, the change in temperature became incredibly apparent. There was also a solace away from nature's sounds, replaced by the distant voices at the far end of the office and the hushed typing of the secretary closest to her. Despite the various voices, the only person that Fantasia could see was said secretary, and she looked very engrossed in her work at the computer. She would simply stand there patiently with her hands wrapped around her body in a tight hug. It was a suspension of activity. Nothing but sheer idleness as she stood there for what seemed to be a couple minutes. Eventually the brunette woman would deign to notice her, and ask for her to please take a seat. Glancing over toward the row of seats adjacent to the door, she would oblige.

"What's your name, miss?"

There came the question, another five minutes later. "Fantasia. Uh, Fantasia Nevermore." Blushing ever so slightly, she would look toward the wall where a couple of decorative paintings littered the surface. There were more keystrokes and clicks as the woman was probably inputting information and searching for her file or some such nonsense. She took her own sweet time again, but when she next did anything besides stare at her computer, it was to stand and hold out a folded up outfit of clothing, a couple sheets of paper, as well as a flimsy looking badge. Fantasia stood and came to gather it all up; apparently among these papers was her schedule, school map, rules, and guidelines. Thanking the lady, she would spin around and walk out the door and back into the cold. The shadows cast by the sun had shrunk the slightest bit, and there were a couple more vehicles in the school parking lot, but it was still relatively early and with a while before the first bell rung.

Fantasia would stand just outside the office just sorting through all the documentation she had just received. Her schedule listed her single classe by its respective subject, followed by the room number and teacher's name. The badge had something of a logo for the school, apparently using a shield as the symbol. The Rules and Guidelines were contained in a sizable booklet that Fantasia did not even bother reading over right now. She had gone over the most important things already from the letter they had sent her at home, so all three of those were placed inside of her backpack. The only sheet left was the school map. She had memorized her schedule well enough, and so all she had to do was pair the room numbers up with the spots on the map... except she had no idea where she was. It was probably about time to head to a nearby restroom so she could change into this... mandatory dress. She was only thankful that part of it remained black, so that she would not have to bring the situation up to the principal and make a big deal out of it. The thing was, she probably was going to have to get into the school in order to find any bathroom.

This moment was going to have to come eventually, so... In a stride that was so obviously self-conscious, Fantasia would hesitantly move toward the gates of the school, about to enter the institutional forest that was Karakura High. She always hated maps anyways.




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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Fri Nov 16, 2012 11:31 am


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A tranquil, quiet morning. That was the start of the day, as her steps clicked on the side walk, the shoes being relatively typical. Click, click, as she stepped towards the school, a bag in her hands. She held it, softly, like it was important, but not life important. There was a sort of cold chill ; however, the girl didn't seem to care. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, as she stopped, the movement of something in the sky causing this rustle, as her hair flew into long black streaks, almost a blight on the brightly starting day. That blood gaze observed the figure, as it passed, noticing it's flight was towards the school. Perhaps a new student, or an old one. The girl slipped her hair behind her ear, before beginning to walk again, the bounce and light shifts of her body slipping her strands back into her normal hime styled hair. As she arrived near the school, a stray dog barked, and wandered up to the dark uniformed girl. With no one around, she bent her knees down, patting her skirt, and offering the dog a gentle, warm smile, as she fed it a piece of meat she had brought with her. It was a daily routine, as she petted the dog, it wagging it's tail. After a few moments, she got up, and it left, possibly to do something whilst awaiting for her leave of school.

Walking into the area, she noticed a few cars ; some students and teachers were here. Few chose to walk in this day and age, and most could get here via powers, or gates, considering their otherworldly nature. Shisome had once been a girl that was ignorant of such things ; but ever since transferring to Karakura High, she had noted that she was now much more aware. In fact, her old school transferred her there for the fall semester of her first year, which was convenient. The light morning chill was nothing, as she let out a soft breath. Her steps were going to bring her past the main gates into the secondary aspect, into the school itself. That's when she noted a familiar figure ; the figure that had flown earlier in the sky. Shisome had good vision, and perfect memory. It wasn't hard to piece the facts together. The girl walked behind her, and noted tension in the shoulders and bodily movements. A new student? More then likely.

Uncharacteristically, Shisome found herself wanting to help the other. Perhaps it was the dog's trust and it's friendly wagging tail that brought that notion to mind. If she was so kind to animals, why couldn't she to people? An interesting question, but the girl moved behind the other and lightly tapped her on the shoulder. Should she turn around, Shisome would bow, as it was custom to. ''Greetings and forgive my intrusion.'' she began to speak, her gentle voice like a bell on the breeze. A soft, melodious voice, as she raised her head, the pale white skin of her face framed by the black strands of hair. Her eyes were currently closed, as she continued. ''But you seem lost, Miss. Would you like some assistance?'' she spoke, her blood eyes opening as the words moved. The orbs were strangely flickering, as if possessing something that few would touch. Her face was completely apathetic and yet not uninterested. There was no sign of derision, just a calm apathy that enveloped the entirety of a self.

And yet, under that apathy, a sense of the darkness that one holds close at night. A beautiful, chaotic, untouchable darkness. The 4'9 esque girl simply stared at the more then likely taller girl, as few were this short. She was a doll like thing, her clothing having no ruffles and her very being still as stone. She was curious about the girl, needless to say, and curiosity was a driving passion. In fact, it was the only thing that Shisome ever indulged herself into ; curiosity and the learning of new things. Other emotions were mostly trivial, and she did her best to keep them at bay, no matter how often they may sprout when a certain blonde haired dog man is around. Just thinking of Moonie brought a warmth to Shisome's face, not a blush but just a gentle look. It was almost charming, if one were into such things.

However, the thoughts were scattered like petals on the wind, as the doll girl awaited an answer from the stray child she had found.

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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Fri Nov 16, 2012 12:58 pm


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She had just begun to pass through the looming metal gates of Karakura when she felt the light rap upon her shoulder, even through the two layers of fabric that lied between her skin and the perpetrator of the prodding. Well, needless to say she was surprised by it, but it was not shocking enough that she jump in place, wide-eyed, spin around, and throw her stuff all over the hard cement ground; it was just a tap. Fantasia would turn counter-clockwise, coming face-to-face with a female who was a little bit scarce in terms of height, until of course she chose that moment to bow and present her stygian head of hair—smooth, straight, long... pretty to sum her opinion up. "Greetings and forgive my intrusion, but you seem lost, Miss. Would you like some assistance?" This young stranger had spoken such words in such a silvery sweet voice, despite her young age. And when she finished her bow and opened her crimson eyes for Fantasia to see, she was granted a well-composed face. It was not that she was any sort of magician with facial evaluation, but if it hadn't been for the words spoken, her mind would have a burdensome time trying to determine whether a friend or foe stood before her.

Aside of such thoughts, she was so incredibly thankful for the girl's appearance at such an opportune time. She didn't think she would find somebody willing to offer assistance so soon. Despite being unbalanced by the formal bow and verbal decorum of the raven-haired girl, she would indeed respond, and hastily. "Uh, yes yes, and thanks for offering. Tell us, do you go to this school? Karakura High?" Fantasia's voice was much rougher around the edges. It was definitely deeper, as though she were possessing the maturity of a woman already, despite her appearance displaying otherwise. Her head nodded back toward the school as she spoke, just out of tendency. She was much more open about her body language and facial expressions, clearly glad for the help, and opaquely surprised at the girl's first impressions. "Because we are trying to find the, uh... latrines. As you can see, we sort of need to change." She would offer a light laugh after explaining her situation, decidedly taking the stranger for a friend for now. Awkwardly, Fantasia offered a short bow of her own.

"By the way, our name is Fantasia. It's nice to meet you."




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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Fri Nov 16, 2012 4:33 pm


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The other person was almost fascinating to Shisome. The way she had been surprised, but not overwhelmingly so, and the emotions that danced freely on the other's face was certainly new. In fact, she could almost appreciate it, the observing skills of the human girl beyond most normal scope. It was almost relieving to see someone with such a refreshing out look, as most tended to be intimidated by her politeness and verbose capabilities. The raven haired girl watched her movements carefully, whilst remaining as still as possible. In fact, she had caught on immediately on the strange tone of the girl, and the of the use of the plural form. People did not speak in plural forms ; they were much too egotistical to do otherwise. Most people were also not of a massive mind collect. These were two very thoughtful options, as the girl's crimson eyes let out a soft glow. Although she did not speak immediately, letting quite a few moments pass in silence, the girl realized she had failed to speak. ''Pleasure to meet you as well. My name is Shisome.'' she answered, a bit slow, but a bit plain. She was a bit off-guard at the fact that she needed to reply, but Shisome was not used to contact outside of those few. And usually, they stayed quiet or were capable of carrying a conversation with themselves.

Realizing where the girl aimed to go, Shisome simply took her first steps, and easily began to walk once more, at a comfortable pace. But, to others, her comfortable, gliding pace was actually a jog like exercise. She moved fast of course, but that's because she always effortlessly moved without many objections. She had no indicated anything, apart from her abrupt movement, but it was more or less an indication to follow her. Shisome had not been sure what to say, so instead used her body to speak for her. It was easier that way, as she entered the main school building, stopping to switch shoes at her locker like she always does, and picked up five letters. Holding them in her hand, she turned to the other girl, awaiting for her to switch her shoes, as it was customary, and even find her own locker. The documents she had received from the school would have told her such a thing, and thus the doll girl would understand and give her a moment or two to do so. Her observant eyes had caught the backpack, the documents in her hand have the school's emblem, and linked with the fact that she needed to find the lavatory, it was more or less evident. She wanted to change into the school uniform ; therefore she would help the other find the easiest one to access without maximum exposure.

Once the other had gone through the process, the doll girl easily stepped into the hall, and led the way once more. Since it was pretty early in the morning, there was no noise ; nobody was present at the school either, giving the two plenty of time to small talk. However, Shisome had no idea how to that, so she remained silent. But she was not rude as to read her letters, or take out one of her books, as she had slipped the letters in the book bag in her hands. But they arrived at a washroom, and opening the door, she bowed as the other entered. Feeling something like panic, the girl let out with her breath, in her gentle voice, in a calm, even tone. ''If you need assistance, I will remain here. Feel free to use one of the stalls. I will simply review some class subjects, and see what you may need to catch up on so that I may offer a study guide.'' she spoke. Falling back on her natural habit of organizing and studying, she added more then she intended to. The girl was blushing inside, but her face was calm and collected. And foremost, she did not ask any prying questions ; although, she was still very curious about the use of possessive plurals. That.. that was interesting.

But even with her inept social skills, she understood that she should wait a bit before questioning the new student further.



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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Fri Nov 16, 2012 7:20 pm


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Something off?

Fantasia heard one her many voices push out from its usual place and highlight the question at the forefront of her mind. The girl would mull, obviously seeing it as well. The stranger was staring at her with almost intrusive eyes as she forced the silence to lengthen into something of an awkward reticence. The blonde would squirm in place, shifting her legs and causing her skirt to twirl ever so slightly as she waited. Thankfully the lack of communication ended with her chime-like voice again, musically returning Fantasia's greeting. Embarrassment abating, Fantasia returned to her pleasant self and straightened herself up. At this point is when she hoped the girl, now known to her as Shisome, would direct her to the nearest bathroom and allow her to change into the mandatory clothing, in line with the strict dress code. But the awkwardness was back, as she just happened to pass her by without a word. It took Fantasia a second to realize she was supposed to follow, but all would move along smoothly thereafter.

This is where Fantasia began to get a little distracted; the pair delved into the school plot, and inside was an institution beyond the scope of her previous imaginings. The buildings were so large, so upscale in comparison to her first guess; the difference was paling. Her eyes darted back and forth, spotting key words on the buildings such as 'Cafeteria' and 'Library'. She also would catch the various signs for the hallways the listed the classrooms that would be found in their respective directions. And the last sign would designate an area set out simply for lockers, from numbers X to Y and some such. Fantasia thought she'd spotted the telltale symbols for the restrooms; but at the speed she had to move to keep up with Shisome, she didn't have enough time to confirm it. Trusting the girl, she kept on trailing her as she moved into the building containing the lockers. Funnily enough, she would stop at the lockers instead of a bathroom, and begin fiddling with the wheel on the door.

Fantasia had zero knowledge on the workings of the combo wheel and the lock itself, and as it was she just stared at Shisome's fingers twirling around, with sprinkles of curiosity and a dash of confusion. What she was given wasn't much; not a word when she had begun leading. It was possible that the girl had for some odd reason forgotten Fantasia's presence and went off on her own daily routine. And all this while the blonde might have been following her like a dummy—she had to confirm. "Uh, you are still helping us, Shisome?" she nervously inquired, as if afraid the strange girl might bite back. Wordlessly, the ebony haired female would withdraw a pair of shoes and sealed envelopes from her locker, before shutting it close. And once again, she was off, and Fantasia was left straggling without a clue before she decided to follow in turn. They rounded into a different hallway where from her vantage, she could now easily see the indicators for the restrooms.

She released a sigh of relief from behind Shisome, glad to know she wasn't idiotically following a girl in a way that made her look like a creepy stalker. Again with the strange politeness, Shisome would bear the door open and bow. Finally, thank the gods and goddesses above, she spoke again, saying she would wait for her here and help her if she so needed it. Fantasia shuffled into the bathroom, but she turned to face the raven-haired girl before she made it all the way in, and with a big smile she would one-up her; she crossed her legs in the imitation of a curtsy before she bowed a full ninety degrees over for her, flipping her hair in the process. The exaggeration in her movements meant this action clearly an act of comedic good will, and the blonde would top it off with kind words. "Yes, something is off. But we like you. You have our gratitude, Shisome." And then she would disappear into one of the closer stalls to change.

It was a couple minutes later, but when next Fantasia came out of the stall, she had some refreshing color in her outfit. The loss of the black would always leave her mind at unease, like a guilty prodding, but to see these hues of tan, white, and red on her were somewhat satisfying. She would come out of the bathroom to find Shisome waiting, as promised, and would throw herself into a spin that fluttered her skirt and stirred the various zippers on her backpack. "What do you think?" she asked jovially, hugging herself as she waited for a response.




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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:36 am


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The girl was following her, which was a good sign. The doll girl wasn't sure quite what to say, what to do. She just did what she could. And frowned a bit inside when the other didn't switch her shoes. Did she not know that basic change? Perhaps. She would have to clarify that. The girl seemed to be a bit confused, and yet still used the posessive plural ; this was going to lead to theories. One could be a multiple personality disorder that was a self-aware thing, and thus could be considered more then one. It could be a spiritually aware ability of making more then one ''self'' allowing someone to adapt or overwhelm in many cases. It could also be simply something called ''trolling'' although Shisome wasn't too clear on that definition. And finally, it could be a hive mind scion, tied to a greater being and thus not aware of the oddity of the pronon situation. It would become extremely difficult if others caught onto even the spark of thoughts Shisome had. So therefore, as the senior, she would have to correct this younger arrival. But yet, before she could find the words, the other had already entered, after a flourish. The human was a bit confused as to why the other girl did that, or even what it meant. Perhaps it was a polite thing from some other land? That would be possible, considering the sheer amounts of foreign technology and culture that was intergrated into Karakura. Considering it was one of the safest places in the world currently..

The black haired girl waited w ith a patience, knowing that her uniform was darker then the normal uniforms. But that didn't bother her ; no scolding or punishment would make her forsake the clothing. After all, she was still in mourning in her way, for the entire loss of her family. The girl let her fingers tug at her tie ; at least she kept the white and red, and simply put black as her main colour. She waited, as the other came out promptly, even doing a twirl. The uniform looked good on her, that much was admittable. The girl opened her mouth, and then closed it, and then opened it again. Uncharacteristically, she was put on the spot, and her cheeks suddenly blushed. '' I-it l-looks p-p-pretty.'' she managed to say in a very small, shy voice, stuttering the entirety of the sentance. The girl felt throughtly embarassed, and was looking at the ground, and anywhere but the girl before her. She felt almost nervous, as she hissed in a breath, and then let out a large one. That calmed her soul, the girl simply letting her air manipulation relax her body. Her heart beat slowed, and her cheeks stopped blushing, although the blotches of red were still faint on her ivory skin. The girl opened her eyes, and her entire being was steady once more. The girl let out a faint smile, and then tilted her head.

''You didn't switch your shoes.'' she stated, as she waved with a hand back to the lockers. The girl began to walk towards them, trying to put the most embarassing - to her, but absolutely adorable to others - moment out of her mind. She would walk back towards the lockers, and stand, until the blonde haired girl would arrive. Once arrived, she would extend her hand, her doll like face staring evenly at her. After a moment or ten of silence, the doll would speak, as her meaning was not clear apperantly. ''Papers. I will find your locker.'' she said simply, deciding to add the second part, in order to explain what she was doing. Which wasn't necessary, in her eyes, but perhaps it was. Or was it too much? That was a worrying thought as the girl simply let her gaze stare at the girl until she had the papers in her hands.



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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Sun Nov 18, 2012 12:44 pm


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Shisome's answer was very favorable, causing a lukewarm sensation that wormed up from her stomach into her chest and past that up to her face, casting her lips into a small smile. But she seemed so embarrassed by the compliment, stammering all the way through it. She couldn't maintain eye contact after the first look, and even Fantasia would be able to notice such a blush easily. She abashedly scratched the back of her head as a small sweat drop fell down from the side of her face. She waited patiently for the other teen to compose herself before she said anything more. And when her maroon eyes could focus on Fantasia, and she looked placid—the epitome of youthful decorum and manner. "Thank you, Shisome," Fantasia would state softly, trying again to imitate the black-haired girl's cordial bow based on what she had seen, rather than acting like a goof like before. Shisome returned with a dim smile of her own, before her attentions seemed to shift to something else.

"You didn't switch your shoes," she said with a gesture back the way they came. At first Fantasia was at a juncture in which she did not quite understand the statement, but as her thoughts moved back to when Shisome had opened her locker and pulled a multitude of various objects out, she remembered one of those objects being a pair of fancy shoes. As if a light bulb had brightened up atop her head, Fantasia's eyes widened and she realized that along with the uniform, it would be sensible to expect that the dress code included specific shoes. Good news, the new footwear shared the same color as Fantasia's currents: black. She was pretty apathetic about it, as there really wasn't too much difference between the two to her, so switching between them was not an issue. She followed Shisome's quick pace toward the lockers. Hundreds upon hundred of different metal boxes placed next to each other, differentiated only by a sheer code on the face of the doors. Fantasia lost herself in a moment of stupefaction, knowing she had not a clue which one of these hers might be.

When she snapped herself out of it, she noticed the girl's extended hand, and this time not a word had to be said for Fantasia to get the gist. She would gladly dump to task upon the more experienced student, swinging her backpack around to open it up and withdraw whatever papers she thought might have the necessary information. She handed them off, and let Shisome take the lead as she was so kind enough to do thus far. Fantasia would merely keep in step and observe as she did her thing. When they finally arrived at whatever locker had been allotted to her, the blonde would pipe up with a question of curiosity, piqued by the quiet nature of the red-eyed beauty. "You aren't a girl of many words, we see. It makes us very curious about you; usually the quiet ones aren't social types, choosing to keep to themselves. But you, you came to us very fast to help us out. Are you truly a shy being, or a confident one?" This time, it was Fantasia's turn to tilt her head.




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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Wed Nov 21, 2012 9:46 pm


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The other girl seemed to notice her embarrassment, no matter how much she tried to hide. This lack of control was rather mortifying for Shisome ; but it was shoved away before it could become a real issue, no matter how much she tried to show her true self. After all, the reasons for her very distance were simple ; it was the entire thing that kept her from shattering, as most would have in her situations. That very sense of stubbornness and detachment allowed her to keep away from the harsh realities she did not want to face. In the end it was something that Shisome alone could face, no matter how difficult it was. It was just her thing, her destiny, if one believed in such things. But that was only inner thoughts, as the girl, Fantasia as she was named on the papers that she would later acquire, followed her. And she even easily understood the doll like girl this time ; that amazing efficiency of using no words was something that the girl had practiced. Maybe one day she would have a method to directly implant said thoughts into people, rather then waste precious time speaking. But Shisome could not help but think that if she learned that, she would lose whatever contact or humanity she had left. That was probably the only reason she did not find such a method, and still conserved the use of her words.

As she found the blonde's locker, she waved her hand over, and showed how to turn the wheel and which numbers. She didn't say anything, as the girl would ask her a question, out of curiosity. Only once the locker door was open, and the shoes changed, would Shisome answer the blonde. ''I don't know. It was simply forth-coming.'' she said, simply, slowly tilting her head to one side, her hand slowly slipping a long raven lock behind her ear. The doll like girl's face lifted towards the other, taller girl, as her lips quirked into a small, almost imperceptible smile. It was visible ; if only one was observing her. ''I may not have lost all of it, yet.'' she said simply, before straightening her posture. Her breath came out softly, a gentle whisper in her disposition. ''I am quite curious though ; why do you use a possessive plural? That may tip others off to your capabilities. If you would like to hear my theory on your capabilities? Forgive my forwardness, I do not seem to have well adapted manners to today's society.'' she spoke. Her voice was soft and yet calm ; once again, almost as if disturbances were unable to reach her. A perfectly stable existence ; at least to those on the outside. After all the inner self is hidden from everyone. That was a self that no one would reach, if she could help it.



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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Mon Nov 26, 2012 12:36 pm


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Trying to explain to intricacies of a schoolhouse locker to a girl like Fantasia without using a single word, was a quest for naught. Such would be proven by the very situation she was in, as Shisome tried her best to show the blonde what to do. She had no clue of what numbers her combination was made of, or how to correctly input them onto the wheel. At best, the Nevermore would watch intently and try to memorize exactly what numbers she was stopping and turning on; it was the only option open to her. Barely a foot from the lock wheel, her eyes squinted as they observed the specific patterns, chewing a bit on the inside of her cheek while she took mental notes within her mind. Shisome turned the wheel four times in total, before she moved her hand to the handle and pulled it open. Inside of the locker were several text books, and a pair of dress shoes atop the pile of literature. Fantasia pulled her shoes out first before closing the locker again. The metal locks and tumblers clicked back into their original positions, resetting the combination that had to be entered. She placed her hands upon the wheel, for now it was her turn.

As Fantasia began her delicate cycling of the combo wheel, Shisome would then and only then answer her. Though only if you considered a betwixt and vague response an answer. To be honest it was not quite the satiating result for the girl, and only left her with more questions than she began with. For now she would concentrate on working with the combination, just rounding the number and reversing the spin. That's when Shisome begged the question that she knew deep down would eventually be asked. She froze, the wheel stopping just so suddenly as her eyes bore blankly into the door of the locker; looking yet not seeing. She would not start back up until Shisome finished speaking, and she would end up reversing the wheel before she was supposed to without even noticing it. Why did she speak as more than herself? Well, it was easy enough to answer why, harder to explain, and even harder to relive to history behind it. Her heart would clench for a split second as the memories pushed at the bars of the cage she had locked them into.

"No, no. There's no theory craft necessary. We speak this way because we are different from... normal people. To explain it best is like; you are only one person in your mind, but we are multiple people in my mind... yet the same. It's not really a subject we want to dwell on right now." It was spoken softly, lacking the bright energy she had been displaying up until now. She had rounded the third number and just hit the fourth. Silently she would reach for the handle and hesitantly pull, to no avail. She tried thrice, the the metal locks held it shut tight. Sighing, she asked Shisome to show her the combination again, thinking that she might have memorized it wrong. "Sorry, we're not used to this kind of stuff. Never seen a lock like this in our life." She would retreat from the locker, hands clasped behind her back, staring directly at the wheel with shallow eyes. Control—her many selves worked within her mind to contain the backlash of the tragic memories. For even today, they haunted her, and would haunt her for the rest of her life.




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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: First Day of School? [Private, Phantasia, Aivee]   Sat Dec 08, 2012 3:56 pm


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The other seemed oddly receptive ; but Shisome's mind noted the idle wandering attention. But the girl had done what she had thought necessary ; this had always been the way she learned. However, she had to reason that not everyone learned the way she did. That was defying logic in a way, as she closed her eyes, before re-opening them, noting that the other had tried doing what she had done. Something was off ; the light crispness of the light, the light startled features. Those were signs of typically, something interesting at the surface. And thus, without bidding, Shisome's sin rose to the tip of her consciousness, begging release. Curiosity was a force that often made this perfectly doll like person capable of terrible and great things ; without it by her side, she might sink into the languishing apathy that plagued her otherwise. It was a whirl of systems as the girl felt her breath softly come in. ''Ah. I see. But in such occasions, it might be more of a benefit for you to speak normally ; people in general, aren't as polite as me and wait a period of time, but may call you out on it, and even perhaps mock you for it. Such is the crux of one out of the norm.'' spoke the girl, her words strangely wise ; in fact, they sounded like words that a young seeming girl like herself should not speak. It was as if.. she was not a human.

But a doll.

''And it is fine ; I had no concept of a lock until I came here.'' said the black haired girl, feeling more and more at ease with the girl. Rather then just doing it independently, the girl took the other's hand, and softly helped her with the motions ; when to turn, the strength, the precision. The numbers. And once Shisome had done this, she pulled on the handle ; opening the door. And closing it, she repeated the process, guiding Fantasia's hand three more times. The care and the patience she held for this was quite unique, as she never seemed to get annoyed with mistakes, or even bothered by failing, but simply returned and showed the process. Explaining it? Never came to Shisome's mind. After all, she was not a person of speech ; even the minor amount of speech she had done so far was something far unusual. She could spend days without anyone hearing her voice ; the normal teachers had given up on making her read aloud in class, due to the very reclusion she displayed. In fact, she preferred to even skip class most days and remain in the library, unless it was important and was not inside of the books. That was the nature of the doll.

Solitude in the mass of many.

But, even though she preferred to be alone, Shisome still had some knowledge of people. ''Did I bring up something bad? If so, pardon me, I did not mean to cause pain. It is such a thing I wished I had avoided, however I cannot say that I sympathize. After all, we all shoulder our burdens.. and thus we become stronger from them, or break.'' she said, her tone almost lifeless. One would realize, however, by looking into her crimson eyes, one thing. Tragedy had touched this child ; the eyes showed a pain that had spanned in a way that nobody could understand, even Shisome herself. A pain that was not of the heart, nor of the mind, but of the soul, the very end being that manifested itself into everyone. This was such a concept that, the girl could feel her heart suddenly painfully throb ; the soul was the cognitive and yet subconscious aspects of a self. The very concept of ''being'' and ''thought'' stemmed from such things. A grand design, to say the least, as Shisome rose, waiting for the girl to change her shoes. She didn't speak, but backed away quietly, to let the other have a few moments to herself, her own psyche needing a moment to resolve back to her dead eyed stare. That was her nature.. and her protection.

''Once your shoes have been switched, Fantasia-san, I will show you to the classroom. Luckily, we have enough time before the bell for me to even show you a few more important places. I will attend class with you for the next week, to make sure you are not lost ; shorter then that if you make friends. We are in the same class as well, which increases the convenience of our meeting.'' said she. In fact, she was speaking as if stating pure, irrevocable facts ; and in a way it was an absolute truth in her mind. But perhaps.. the other would be of other opinions? In the end, the doll could only control herself, no more. She waited for the response of the blonde haired girl, her red gaze now back to the dead gleam of glass.



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