▌▌we are 𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗗 (finished)

[XKiromX]

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VOSIEN ADOBE FESCO VOSIEN ADOBE FESCO VOSIEN ADOBE FRESCO VOSIEN
VOSIENyour best stuff looks like my worst ▇❜ synapses fire and burst; the whole crew with me

Kenny kept on stretching as he waited for his sexy beloved to show up. He was prepared to take in all that Kelsang love, aka, her arrows that were definitely meant to hurt him if he took them too lightly. Looking over, he could see the brunette walking onto the Arena platform, and he just grinned as he watched her stretch. As she warmed up her body, Kenny was looking at her from all types of angles. "Good morning to you too, baby cakes. I'll try not to hit you too hard to the point that you're in a hospital bed. Though that'll give me so many reasons to take care of you and treat you like a kween!" he shouted as he started hopping in place and cracking his knuckles as she formed her ice bow.

He got into a running stance as Kelsang recommended he'd run. "Hah, babe, the only thing I'll be running is into your bed when me and you share a sexy romantic life after I win!" he growled happily, a snarl escaping his lips as he charged forward. As the ice arrow came flying towards him, Kenny ducked to the left, the arrow flying past his body, as he proceeded to run towards her to cover the distance. It was a good workout to test his reactions and monstrous instinctual reflexes, his body ducking, sidestepping, rolling, and jumping numerous ice arrows being sent at him. Kelsang was really making him dance around the Arena, and a snarling laugh could be heard from him as he seemed to enjoy himself. His mind was focused on one thing and one thing only: giving that a** a powerful kick...maybe a squeeze to?

With his intentions dead set on fighting Kelsang, his vertigo inducement would start to passively kick in. Eventually, Kelsang would have to start feeling a headache growing...which made this a battle of attrition of Kenny wanted. WHERE WAS THE FUN IN THAT THOUGH?! HE WAS TRYNNA TAP THAT a**! ******** all this focus on Kelsang's a** made him take a scrape to the arm and leg by two of her arrows as he got distracted.

The Japanese oni's body and flesh would then start to evaporate into a mist as he turned invisible. Completely invisible to the naked human eye, Kenny had taken the form of a spirit and started to move around Kelsang's side. "Damn girl, you really going at it for me today, aren't you? It's the abs ain't it? I know you're trying to win so you can hold me down and grovel over them, huh?" he asked as his voice would still come out as if he was there. He noticed that Kelsang was starting to make haste to keep her distance, obviously to stay out of the range of his vertigo inducement.

Unfortunately for her, it wouldn't be enough, as the spirit would raise into the air and hover above her, before diving down at her. Quickly, with another audible puff of smoke, Kenny's body would be diving down straight to Kelsang's position. "Let me heat up that icy heart with a loving smack down!" he roared as he throw his arm back, claws extended, and he swiped at Kelsang's side to try and deliver a nice physical blow to her.


LOCATION: arena tab COMPANY: kelsang tab MOOD: smack dat a**
made by vosien / adobe fresco for XkiromX / mayo

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" Careful how you phrase your sentences. Say that around the wrong person and they might take that the wrong way

He scoffed, giving her a look that said he wasn't going to start watching his words anytime soon, and he didn't give two ******** what anyone thought of it. As unwilling as she seemed, Noa eventually relented in the end and fell in step beside him. They walked in silence, neither of them being much for small talk to begin with. The quiet gave him time to think, and it was only then that he realized just how out of the ordinary this picture was. The way they interacted was exactly the same as it had been fifteen years ago, the pieces falling back in place so perfectly it was almost as if nothing had happened. But in reality, it had been ages since he'd last seen Noa, let alone spoken to her so casually. The same thought seemed to occur to her as she spoke up, somewhat awkwardly.

"It's been a while... since I spared with another, aside from my... family. My sons."

It was easy to forget Noa was a prisoner, one of the BOX's many inmates, though she still served PANDORA. She was a special case, a prisoner with privileges, thanks to Cecelia recognizing the circumstances that had put her behind bars. There wasn't a soul in PANDORA from the old days who didn't sympathize with what Noa had gone through. There was not a veteran of the war that he knew who didn't think the unfortunate fate that had befallen her was a tragedy. It had never felt fair, or justified, punishing her for something that wasn't entirely her fault. No one could blame her for falling victim to weakness, to rage and grief, to helplessness. No one could blame latching on to the only helping hand that had been offered to her at her most vulnerable time; Lucifer's hand.

He still remembered that day, the day of the final battle. He remembered the taste of blood in his mouth, the feel exhaustion weighing down his limbs from the countless battles already fought. He remembered Noa, on the wrong side of the fight, staring back at him with a hollow gaze. He remembered feeling anger and disappointment, at both himself and her for letting this happen. There was guilt, for not having done anything to stop it. But more than anything, he felt defiance towards Lucifer and everything she thought she had already won. That was it, his only way of giving a ******** you to the devil and her bullshit contract. She'd already taken so much from them, he'd be damned if he let her take Noa too-

He caught himself digging his nails into his palm, fingers balled into fists so tightly they were on the verge of drawing blood. Right. There was a reason he didn't visit Noa, a reason why he didn't dwell too deeply on the past. The paranoia was only manageable whenever he wasn't thinking about it. He wondered if was also plagued by visions of that day, haunted by fragmented memories repeating endlessly in nightmares.

"...Do... do you have family, Jae Min?"

The question came as a surprise, only because the answer was so obvious. But then again, he realized there's no reason Noa would know anything about his personal life, was there? It wasn't like he'd ever told her. "We have a daughter, Emma and I." He responded, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. "Mina. She's nineteen now. She'll be in this years batch of recruits. Another Greek spirit. Guess it runs in the family." he paused, as a faint twitch of a smile tugged at his lips. "She'd like you, and your boys for that matter."

The sounds of a battle emanated from the arena as as they approached, Noa pointing out that the place already seemed taken. He emerged at the top of the bleachers, looking down to see two rather familiar figures. "Well, well, well...speak of the devil. Or should I say, Oni?" He took a deep breath.

"HEY SMALL FRIES." He yelled from where he stood, his voice booming through the arena. "GOT ROOM FOR TWO MORE?"

He wasn't asking. Not really.

[paxerino]

• Cliona paused when she got the notification from Yashiro. Room 103, eh? That was directly below Cliona's room - which meant that Yashiro and her were dorm buddies - floor buddies - something buddies? She missed Yashiro quite a bit during the break. Sure, she got to spend quite a bit of time with him during the beginning of break. Hell, he even offered to bring her along when he went home. However, Cliona knew better to become a burden on others. Needless to say, she really wanted to drag him out to get a big, juicy steak together. She missed her walking air conditioner, he cool compadre and her partner in not crime.
  
  All she knew what that she had a job to do. Cliona cheered excitedly before sprinting downstairs. "YASHIIIIIIROOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She hollered as she barged into his room. "Where's your bed?" She asked hurriedly, using one hand to point to the ceiling and the other to pick out which bed is his. She quickly tossed her shoes off and hopped onto his bed, placing both hands on her hips to measure the width before raising them up to the ceiling. "The hole needs to be this big for me to fit." She murmured, before twisting her body to face her cold companion. "Yashiro! Your room is right below mine - and I need to make a hole for me to slide down!" She rambled with excitement. Jump, jump, jump. The squeaking underneath her feet echoed softly.
  
  "And it's okay because your bed is also right underneath mine! So, what we can do is I dig a hole about thiiiiis big - that way I can drop in whenever we want to hang out and I can tell ya everything from my room!" If Cliona had a real tail, it'd be wagging so quickly she could beat the feathers out of the pillows. She jumped off the bed eagerly as she grabbed his shoulders and shook him violently. "This will be such a COOL PLAN! Whacha think?"
  
  paxpaxpaxpaxpaxpaxpaxpax▸𝐱𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐥.paxpaxpaxpaxpaxI'LL BE YOUR PROTECTOR!

[octavinelle]

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VOSIEN ADOBE FESCO VOSIEN ADOBE FESCO VOSIEN ADOBE FRESCO VOSIEN
VOSIEN how come every ▇❜ time you come and see my london, london bridge

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vosienadobeThe door swung open and a came forth a blob of red and black, follow by a set of thin arms as they wrapped around London's waist. She was greeted by no other than the resident fox; Akiha, much to brunet's delight. "How very observant of you~" The fox gasp, and London laughs. The Japanese student proceeds to prattles back, even asked London to be her 'senpai.' London doesn't know a lick of Japanese, but she was well inform in the art of the weeb language and gave the mytho a faint smile.

vosienadobe"Oh you." She coos back, a hand resisted the urge to caress the fox's chin and give it a gentle stroke or two, alas - she must restraint herself. Ahika was too close to Sylvi, much to London's dismay. At least the japanese student was more interested in London's romantic adventures, in which earned a gasp, and heated cheeks from the heroic spirit. "Akiha, please!" What came after was a giggle, "Well there's not much to tell." London casually attempts to brush the topic aside, because in reality - beside last night failure to get laid - her summer holidays has been fairly calm. Not that Akiha needed to know. Instead, the heroic spirit began to usher both her fellow classmate and herself towards the gardens. "Come, some sunlight will do wonders for us two, and I'm excited to see what you've planted. Maybe you can explain any adventures you've been up too?" She winks, and lower her voice. "Or perhaps you've found someone you've fancy? I bet you can charm them pretty easy." At this she giggles once more, careful to stand beside the Ahika by a good feet, and set a metal clock for fifty five minutes and counting.

vosienadobeBy the time the pair made their way towards the greenhouse, London was already scouting the area to see if any of the recent seeds has first came to bloom. There was a few from other students, but quite frail to endurance any mounting of sorts just yet. "Is this is where you planted your seeds?" London asked when they stumble upon a small patch of dirt. Enough to plant a handful of seeds. "So tell me, what are they?" London asked, as she got out a watering can, and a small pot of fertilization. "It's nice to have someone who's also interested in gardening."

vosienadobeForty eight minutes and counting. She's pretend to go to restrooms in twenty.

vosienadobe@ greenhouse w/ akiha
vosien
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[octavinelle]

'KENNY', JAE MIN & NOA
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TRAINING GROUNDS
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FOCUSED, DEVELOPING HEADACHE

Arrows blazing.

The notions of incoming ice crystals was too easy for the Oni, much to Kelsang's delight. The Monsutā-Oni glided to the left, than the right, and the brunet narrowed her gaze and made quick calculation towards her next move. Alas, the Oni proceed to dodge her attacks with ease. This would continue for another few minutes, until Kelsang felt a soft thud develop from within. She tsked, and the final arrow narrowly missed once more. She didn't need to be told what was happening, but rather needed to act, to move, and fast.

Kelsang does not lose, she refuse to lose. To develop migraines would not do, even if the fellow agent is able to render their opponent near useless due to sudden dizziness. However the ice user knows better, she has face the Oni in battle many, many times. She knows her limits, she knows where to draw the line, and when to make haste. The bow disappears and Kelsang has began to ski away, however, the Monsutā-Oni was faster - as he turned invisible - and claws ready to take aim. Yet he talks, continues to talk - giving more Kelsang enough time to track her opponent.

"Let me heat up that icy heart with a loving smack down!"

Above you. Tracking on locked on the Oni, Kelsang gasped and rolled to her side, narrowly missing his attack by a hair. "Are we going all in?" She asked once Kelang believes she's facing Oni, a smile slowly creep through her parted lips. However Kelsang didn't wait - nor wanted - an answer. The tips of her fingers are as ice cold, the palm ready to make contact with the ground and turn everything into ice. However before she could proceed forwards a familiar voice made her turn heads instead.

Jae Min and Noa.

"GOT ROOM FOR TWO MORE?"

No, was what Kelsang wanted to say.

However after a decade and plus friendship with the older agent, she learnt long ago that Jae Min does not take 'no' as an answer. She frowns instead, and stands up. Dusting her pants, and heed her attentions towards the asian male, with all five fingers in the air. It reads 'five more minutes.'

As expected, the fellow heroic spirit simply shook his head.

She sighs, and held up a single finger.

He nods.

She smiles and gives the older male a bow. "Gamsahabnida!" Her Korean wasn't all too great.

With her attention back to the Oni once more, she jeered, as the thud in the back of her mind has turned into a soft pounding. Regardless, her Soul Weapon is now active, and began to glide across the arena at high speeds leaving a trail of ice in her wake, as the sudden surge of ice transformed the training grounds into an ice palace. "Get ready to lose! Kelsang declares without a lick of hesitations, and with both palms on the ground and her eyes on her opponent, jagged ice crystals crawled out of the ground, heading towards the Oni.

He better dodge - gaze narrowed and materialized her ice bow once more and took aim - because Kelsang will not miss next time.

[paxerino]

• 
  The stranger replied to her immediately as he began gnawing at a wad of gum. So if he wasn't looking for anyone, what business did he have on the second floor? If he was actually a good student that meant no harm, he was doing an incredibly bad job at explaining himself already. The moment she opened her mouth, he threw his hands up with a loud voice. He waved his arms as he exclaimed that she was a newbie - which only told her that her probably wasn't. Unless he was looking for fellow newbies? But on the girls floor first? Clearly, the man had issues.
  
  Then, his voice became softer as he offered to show her around. So, he wasn't a new student. Beta, probably. Then, he proceeded to admit that he was a creep. Oh, that's nice - except that didn't make her any less alarmed than she already was. He was in fact, a creep. As someone who was taught to always do the right thing, the cogs in Lucretia's mind began turning. She was obligated to throw him out - ensure he stayed away from the second floor and protect the other students. "Well, Kodiak, I'd love to get a tour." She replied as she took hold of his shirt. "However, I don't think you're being quite honest." Lucretia moved closer towards Kodiak, her eyes locking with his. "And I'm a really good lie detector - so if you're here to harass some poor girls I'll have you know that I will not hesitate to protect them!"
  
  Then, she used her power. "If you have nothing to hide, then you don't need to worry." She was searching for his intentions - his desires - what was his reason for being on the second floor. If he was truly innocent, she would know. What she found was nothing that she expected. She didn't know what he wanted, but she did know what he didn't want. She realized he didn't want her eat her. What she found disturbing and offensive wasn't the fact that he didn't want to eat her - but the fact that he considered eating people in the first place. Good intentions, good intentions. Good intentions to avoid something so glaringly obvious. "Kodiak, I think I've misunderstood you."
  
  She didn't have the strength to flip him, her muscles were still sore from carrying boxes into her dorm. However, a little bit of pain didn't stop her from twisting her body and throwing him over her shoulder. "You're more dangerous than I expected - you're worse than just a creep!"

[Cathartic Desire]

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Setsuna matched his pace – though there was some fandangling on his end, as he had to make sure not to stretch his legs too far, with their minor, yet still significant, height difference – as they began the trek towards the gym. It was good that enough parted like the Red Sea as they made their way through, giving him enough breathing room to focus his trio of brain cells on his friend.

“I can always count on you wantin’ to do some trainin’. You’re my gym bro, especially since Keanu Reeves’s a** doesn’t like gettin’ up and doin’ some cardio.” Kodi would forever get s**t from Azim, even if he understood completely that the man needed some rest. Idly, in the rear of his mind, he wondered what the other male was doing, or better yet, what sort of food he was getting. Maybe there were some steaks. Man, he was starting to salivate just thinking about it.

“Hey, ******** you!” Despite the harshness of the words, he was laughing, his face bright with amusement. “I trained too! Just did a little relaxin’, more than I know you did. Next time, come out with us to the lake.” He was determined to help her make more friends anyway, along with just trying to get her to relax. No, not with the tea, but … Well, he’d say suntanning, but could Amaterasu actually get a tan? She was damn near stark white, and that was coming from his Danish a**. He squinted, overworking his usually lax brain, trying to comprehend if it was possible.

He was so involved in his mind, he only focused in on his surroundings once he saw her react, well, in a very Setsuna way to something. While his facial expression showed confusion, his brain was well enough to rewind the conversation back a few seconds for him. It just took a few seconds to remember, which left him silent, reminiscent of an actual lizard with its mouth open.

“Ah, don’t stress out, Sunflower.” He gave her a pat on the shoulder, as if that would cure everything instantly. “I was thinkin’ what you’d look like with a tan.” Still, Azim squinted at her, but broke free before he became lucid again.

“I had a time. I did my trainin’, visitin’ some friends, and then we did our end of the break lake trip. I might’ve fought against some trees. But, at least I won.” He puffed his chest out in victory, as if him saying that meant anything. The Bahamut sequel held up a finger, requesting a second, as he felt a buzzing in one of his pockets. Pulling out his cell phone, believing it to be a text from Kodiak, he was surprised to see another name. Oh, Mina. Ah right, she was in Alpha now, wasn’t she?


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to: queen e-girl
yooo wats up shortstack
look at you bein alpha
uhh sure i can show yall around
im about to workout but after i gotchu



Thinking for a moment, he leaned forward, closer to Setsuna. Angling the phone in front of them, he snapped a picture of the pair, him wearing his trademark tooth showing smirk. Checking it over, he sent it off to Mina.


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meet sunny shes my bud
ill get you a trend before the week is up
dont u worry



“What was that about sparrin’ or runnin’?”

See? It took a minute for his brain to rewind. He took a look over her, before the room that she had looked towards. Sparring would be good, of course, but he needed to properly warm up. He didn’t wanna pull anything on the first day. He was becoming responsible now.

“Let’s try for the run, yeah? We can finish up with the spar, since I don’t think Imma work out after that.” Considering his record for sparring against her was 0 wins in his department, he definitely wanted to get as prepared as he could. Through another set of doors, they entered the gym proper. Weightlifting areas, treadmills and ellipticals; PANDORA spared no expenses. Azim crossed to a flat surface, an area dedicated to stretching as he started bending down, arching his back.

“C’mon, unless you got rigid since you left. Probably can’t even touch your toes.”

He heard something pop along his spine. The burn means it working, right? What about pain?


xx✦ gymxxxxxxxxx✦ setsunaxxxxxxxxx✦ swole time

[Funkalicious Cookie]

• 
  As expected, even if it was just for mere moments, Shula's reaction was something Fiammetta couldn't help but grin at. Oh, her poor dear sister! And here she thought that Shula was as pure as day - just like her! "Well, I'm glad then!" A few quick nods followed after her approval. "Because if something did happen, I'd really have to tell mom! And then I'd tell Noa!" Maybe that wasn't the brightest of ideas, considering Noa would probably pick Fiammetta up from the back of her collar and shake her to death. As for her? In response, she stood up on her bed to her full tiny frame, scoffed confidently, and placed two hands on her hips. "Of course people like me! Everyone likes me!" That was already so obvious!
  
  Unless, "Oh, you meant in the same way as you?" Well, that was a bit different. The young salamander paused as she stroked her chin in silence, maybe for too long. "Well, not yet, buuuuut," The whole concept of love and what not was interesting and admittedly new to her. While she experienced Shula and Diablo dote on one another in public, it was entirely different for herself. Being romantic with a significant other wasn't a huge deal for her in the end. "I dunno all about this "love" and "dating" business, but I'd be fine with just making friends!" Frankly that far prevailed over her need to find romantic relationships. Just thinking about the different types of people she'd meet, heroic spirits or mythos alike, was more than enough to bring a wide smile to her lips. "Don't scare away my future friends! If you do that, then I'll scare you away!"
  
  Cue an "angry" pouting child.
  
  Joking aside, Fiammetta truly did appreciate each and every little thing that her older sister did for her. "Overwhelming?! For me?! Who do you think you're talking about?!" Her proud personality was showing more than she liked, or rather could control, but that mattered little. She jumped down from her bed, ignoring its new messy form, and wrapped her arms around Shula's waist. In addition her tail, which was almost longer than her whole body, wagged actively here and there. Like a dog! "I know, I know, okay? You don't need to baby me anymore!" At least she didn't want to be pampered all the time! She was an adult! "But, I know what you mean," Fiammetta paused to look up at Shula's face, showing a fangy smile all the while. "I know I can rely on you! Ever since we were little you've always had my back. So, if it's okay with you, I-I wouldn't mind latching onto you for a little while longer."
  
  Ah, just as she thought, she was never good with being all mushy, even if it was to her sister.
  
  "Alriiiiight! That's enough of that!" Fiammetta unwrapped herself from their embrace and lightly slapped her palms to her cheeks to break out of her "spell". "We can unpack our stuff later! For now, let's go explore!" Her love for crazy “expeditions” and discovering new things never faded regardless of her age, so it was no surprise that she wanted to do the same in their temporary home. Either way she didn't give Shula a choice in the matter. She grabbed her sibling's hand in one quick motion, literally yanking her out of Fiammetta's dorm room and yeeting her out to the busy hallways. Overcome with sheer excitement, she raced through the halls like a roadrunner, only stopping when -
  
  "Oof!"
  
  She fell straight on her butt after she bumped into the unknown individual. Instead of presenting anger and confusion she apologized, "Whoops! Sorry, I was-" After a few careful rubs she opened her eyes, but lost her train of thought after looking at the assumingly mythos female. A loud and dramatic gasp ensued, and soon enough she was back on her feet faster than she fell. "Oooh! You have a tail too?! It's so fluffy!" As usual Fiammetta ignored the definition of "personal space". Curious hands found themselves touching Nariko's tail eagerly, with or without permission.
  
  "What are you? Who are you?!" And, most importantly, "Wanna be friends?!"
  
  
  　　　　　　　　▄▄｡　　w/ shula + nariko　　　　▄▄｡　　 room 206 > dorm hallway　　　　▄▄｡　　excited + curious

[octavinelle]

vosienanemoifresco

MUSIC ROOM
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KINDA AWKWARD, YES

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Royse didn't grew up in stereotypical asian household.

Yes, it was asian, but it wasn't a stereotypical one where your Lingling mother would want their child to practice 40 hours a day on the piano. Most certainly not. While Royse would consider himself quite verse in the arts of stringed instruments, particularly those where you press you fingers on the black and white keys, the La Campanella - or the duo of trouble; as Royse would call it - was a musically piece the jenglot has yet to master. The tips of his fingers was not that swift... yet.

The moment the heroic spirit stated the piece, Royse kept his composure - blank face, yet lax - and simply nodded. "A drink?" Well now. "Allow me to have a small sample to see if I like the taste or not." He'll definitely ******** up, no doubt about it. However, at the very least if he enjoys the taste of the said drink, he doesn't lose anyways.

Royse proceeds to set his hands on the first notes, as he awaited the other male to hopefully pour him a drink... or did he needed to pour it himself?

Questions, questions.

The jenglot was about to ask until he heard a hard thump from above. Curious, his eyes peaked up to the ceiling. He knew that both Arkady and himself was in the basement, where the recreational and common rooms is located, and the floor above them was the female dorms. "I didn't think the girls would be carrying their entire house to their dorms." The asian male casually jested, "I hope no one is getting into fight on their first day."

With that being said, he was ready to play... and royally screw up.

[Cathartic Desire]

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Dark soles tapped on the ground, the soft clanging of metal rattling against itself.

He stood out, even amongst the throng of bodies, because he didn’t look out of the ordinary. That was the point. He was to follow the rules, even if the rules weren’t enforced harshly. It was a rule that his father broke into him: dress for the environment, to command respect. His first day back, along with the new ward he was assigned, he didn’t have much of a choice. This was the crux of being Tartarus, the living prison; no matter what he wished to do, he had an inescapable duty to uphold the rules of a land. Lead by example, and all that nonsense.

Deacon adjusted the metal cords lain on his chest, connecting his shoulder straps together. Why such an ornate outfit, instead of the traditional camouflaged mess the other countries wore? It came down to, well, they weren’t any official colors for PANDORA’s uniform, nor was there actual standards for their uniforms. His was based on more archaic, which helped him not be confused for another government’s soldier. Who else would wear something from the early 1800s than someone affiliated with the floating rock in the sky?

Dear Hades, he wished his father’s influences would run out eventually, so he can not slip into madness with these decisions.

On his person he carried a duffle bag in one hand, the other holding a manila folder. He held it up, enough that he could read the first page, as it was flipped open.


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Of course, there was more to the file, a few more pages. It was everything he needed to know to assist in his mentoring of the newly-titled Beta Recruit. It was only what felt like a half decade since he walked as the higher echelon of the military recruits of Camelot. All the studying and PT he had to endure to remain as high in his company as he could; it was almost nostalgic, if it wasn’t for the new subject matter, involving Mythos and magic, with his Heroic Spirit tied in.

But first, he needed to take a quick pitstop.

Entering the halls, Deacon’s feet carried him away from the masses rather quickly, towards a more secluded area, or at least free of the recruits. As he was entering an area open only to the instructors, he skipped over the plaques on the wall, denoting the owners of the rooms. He stopped in front of a door, glancing down at the name adorning it. Dasha Koshka. He wouldn’t go so early to inspect and check in with the instructors, but there was such a present he had to give to the woman. It was quite special, more so to her daughter than her.

Deacon knocked on the wooden frame, standing upright.

“Agent Ulysses, reporting.”

xx✦ outside dasha's officexxxxxxxxx✦ no onexxxxxxxxx✦ c:

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tab tab ♔𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. dorm tab tab ♔𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑦. sylvi tab tab ♔𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑑. annoyed


She knew Kenny, to be honest Delilah quite liked him. Not that she’d ever admit, he was one of those people she was pretty comfortable talking to. He was quite odd and had a way over the top personality in her opinion, but he seemed like a simple mind. Although she knew that Sylvi’s hobby wasn’t particularly the greatest and might’ve been well deserved, Delilah didn’t appreciate his actions. It was a great violation and would’ve been many times worse had Delilah been there. Not to mention, she and Sylvi were just two girls so some random man bursting in at any given time was just not ideal. What if she’d been changing? Well she wasn’t particularly shy about people seeing her body (not that she’d given much opportunity) but just the thought made her flush with anger. Of course as usual, Delilah was missing the bigger picture and just focused on the smaller bits of details. “That’s unacceptable.” She crossed her arms as she covered herself up uncomfortable. “That’s just wildly inappropriate.” With a shake of her head she got up to put a shirt back on in case there would be a second occurence.

“Did you at least punch him in the face? Tell him to piss off and suck his own d**k. I tell ya, if I see him around I’ll give him a piece of my mind.” She said as she chugged some water down. Had she been here when he came to the dorm to harass her roommate she’d have hit him in a not so fun area. Although she never did think of him as the type to get so angry as to burst into somebody’s room to give a scolding. She was however, familiar with his habits of violating the personal bubble. She would probably have to ask for his side of the story first, but it was more likely that she’d hit him for breaking into the room first.

“Who you got your eyes set on anyways? To get his feathers so ruffled.” Her eye trailed off to broken pieces of food on the floor. “That’s going to attract ants.” She said as she squatted down to pick up the pieces and discard them into the rubbish bin. “Did he make this mess?” Neither she nor Sylvi typically had candies with them anyways, and Kenny was just weird so it really wouldn’t be a far stretch to say that this may have been his doing. “He should get roughed up. Better yet, I hope every woman in his path ignores him. That’ll teach that flirt.”