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 Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 9:09 pm
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 9:12 pm
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:12 pm
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 10:51 am
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 1:38 pm
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 9:23 pm
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Rastus Nevan
There was never a summer hotter than this one in all of Elfheim's days. Most people were out spending their day at the pools, our out in the overwinter groves to escape it. Most students were enjoying their months out of their schools, meeting up with friends, on dates, or just hanging out at home. Most students were normal students, they were like the people, meant to fit in. They had no greater purpose but to advance through life with a choice. Schools were normally cancelled because their teachers saw the need for summer break. They were small schools, normal placed of education. They weren't advanced or specialized. They were only to occupy students, and give them tools with which they might discard or not. Most students were free this summer.
One school however was not like most schools. The school was open 24/7. They didn't have months of leave. They had special days in which they might experience the world outside the heavy steel walls. Their world was filled with combat and study. They didn't have a choice their future. They were soldiers, training to be the best of the best. They succeeded...or were broken in the process. They were not allowed the normal life they so wished. They were prisoners in their schools and today, they were out in the heat. This was "Beo Academy" a school for accomplished warriors. They were here until they were 20 at which point they were enrolled in the Elfheim army. This was an infamous combat school, the best in the land.
One student, unlike the others was actually happy about this. He stood in the court yard with hundreds of others, swinging a special steel blade at Crystal orbs. Their goal was to break them. Others were simply relaxing, and being lazy. It was self training. His red eyes were focused heavily on the orb as he practiced with the other hard workers. His name was Rastus...and he was the hardest working swordsman of the academy. He never smiled, never laughed. He had few allies and many enemies..he was a guy with a simple goal. He continued to swing his sword away to practice. Not caring about the others. There was something about him today that people could see. He was more on edge that normal so no one dared speak to him at all. |
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 9:52 pm
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❝I've been careful in trusting.
I've been careless in life.
And I've had adventures that
I wouldn't trade for anything.❞
Dreaming. Day dreaming. Water. Sun. The beach. Laying under the stars.
These were all things that Lux thought about as she under the giant oak tree that gave her enough room between it's branches to look up at the sky. Her arms were lazily on her leg that was propped up while the other was extended out wards. Her long blue hair was in it's twin tails and hung over her thin, small shoulders. They were even in a lazy slump. With her head against the tree, she sighed as she lightly touched the sword at her side. The young swordswoman wanted one thing more than anything. To be out living like a normal teenager. She wanted to be able to go to the beach, to have late night study parties, going to the beach or just being able to laze around and not get scolded for it with more hard work or a beating. Or the occasional swords mastery conditioning. That one wasn't so bad but it was still a pain in the neck for her. The young girl had been forced into this life and honestly didn't see the reason to train to fight. People spat about world peace and stopping war all the time... To her, if they stopped training fighters the war would eventually slow down and come to a complete stop.
A big breath of air escaped from between her lips. "This is all so dumb..." She thought out loud before an instructor walked over to her and yelled at her, then cursed at her, then made her get up. She mumbled a quick whatever and got up. She bent down and grabbed her sword and walked off towards the training grounds and the orbs. The instructor threatened the blue haired girl with remedial lessons. "Honestly professor, You've put me through enough them that they don't even affect little ole me anymore." Lux shrugged and then winked before stridding away to an empty orb very slowly. From across the grounds she could see her polar opposite and the boy she could not stand one bit. Rastus. She even hated the way his voice sounded in her head. "WHo names someone that in the first place?' She thought silently to herself before she took her sloppy stance and slashed at orb.
After so long, Lux put a hand on her hip and stopped. She put her sword in it's sheath that was on her back and she went over to Rastus. Honestly, she lived to bother him. His reactions were her only form of entertainment at times. "Hey Rat-riffic.I see your wasting your life away with that giant kitchen knife." A smug grin was on her face as she went to where he could see her. She chuckled. The girl's parents had been very respected swordsmen. So, of course, she was only joking. Lux just loved to poke at her 'mortal enemy' and pull at his strings. It was fun to do. Honestly, there was nothing else better to do at this cursed school... Like she said before, she was forced to be here. If she wasn't here by choice, why should she care about trying? She eventually planned to break away to go live in the outside world. Though, the only problem was that she needed to learn more about the unprotected, unsheltered world. Though, she had a few years ti gi for that, so it wasn't something she quiet worried about as she leaned against a pole that was near the orb Rastus was fiercely slashing at. Lux had to admit he was good and she admired him a little. But those feelings only came and went like the blink of an eye.
❝Why must we fight
And make little children
Cry?
I just don't see the point in
Someone dying and making
their family mourn their
Lives...❞
OhSoCareless: ♥ |
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 4:46 pm
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 5:21 pm
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❝I've been careful in trusting.
I've been careless in life.
And I've had adventures that
I wouldn't trade for anything.❞
Lux huffed and crossed her arms, watching his retreating figure. After a minute, the young girl decided she wasn't going to be defeated. She wasn't going to show the sting those words left. There was no point in it. "It would just give Mr. Serious another reason to find me annoying. Fine. Let's continue our brawl." The thought went through the lazy girl's head as she caught up to Rastus and put a grin on her face. It changed to a fake hurt look. "Oh! I didn't realize I got on your nerves so bad." The sarcasm was thick. She well knew how much she ticked off her peer. Suddenly, her face twisted into a grin. "Your life would be boring without me. So get your panties out of a wad, Mr. Grumpy." She said the nickname in a funny voice, quoting something she often said to him. The girl was walking a little ahead of Rastus now, walking backwards with little stumble. It was something she did often. Legs moving backwards, arms behind her back, and her twin tails swaying and bouncing like they always did as they spilled over her shoulders. The wind had a hard time moving them with their weight and thickness.
Now it was time for Lux to really pull at the boy's strings. "Let's get your panties out of a wad. You need experience life. Let's ditch session today. It's not that bad!" She knew the answer to this suggestion. It was impossible for the responsible, serious boy to ever do such a bad thing as skip any opportunity to train. Sometimes a thought crossed Lux's mind. She always let the image of him killing a person in war go through her mind. With blood on his sword and face. A menacing grin showing his teeth. Though, she mentally shook herself to get rid of it. Even with how he acted, while Lux looked at him it was hard for her to put that on his face.
❝Why must we fight
And make little children
Cry?
I just don't see the point in
Someone dying and making
their family mourn their
Lives...❞
OhSoCareless: ♥ |
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 7:01 pm
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 8:54 pm
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❝I've been careful in trusting.
I've been careless in life.
And I've had adventures that
I wouldn't trade for anything.❞
Lux stopped and let out a very exaggerated sigh. As he passed her, she uncrossed her arms and decided something. She was tired of him being a hard head with a stick stuck up his butt. So, she mustered up all the strength she could and decked Rastus in the face. Right in the eye. Then she let out her rant. "Gosh! You always have a stick up your butt! You know, if you relaxed every once in a while you would get strong and there might be a possibility more people will truly like you rather than like you just because you're strong and your friendship can get them in good with others!" She quickly blurted it all out and then bit her lip when she was done. The blue haired girl kept her defenses up, knowing he was going to retaliate to her actions. And she would be ready. Just because she didn't train and condition every waking second of her life, didn't mean she wasn't strong - even if it was only a little. Swinging around a heavy sword any amount of time gained you a good amount of muscle.
When Lux had punched him, her middle finger had been poked out a little. It was the most painful way to punch someone. Or that's what she had been taught at least. Not to mention was she a rail with boney hands to begin with. Her eyes read the words bring it on. She had always want to give him a nice, shiny black eye. It served him right in her eyes. Rastus had always treated her bad. At first, she hadn't even done anything and tried to have good mends with him. When it didn't work, she gave up. He had always been a jerk to her from the start.
❝Why must we fight
And make little children
Cry?
I just don't see the point in
Someone dying and making
their family mourn their
Lives...❞
OhSoCareless: ♥ |
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 9:15 pm
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 9:29 pm
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❝I've been careful in trusting.
I've been careless in life.
And I've had adventures that
I wouldn't trade for anything.❞
Anger built up into the shorter girl. Her face turned red and she started shaking. Most of the people around were worried Rastus's bleeding eye. The others were near Lux, asking her what happened and if she was alrighty. Some were urging her to calm down. They knew what happened when her temper flared. Some of them had felt that wrath or witnessed it first hand. People chatted and whispered around her as the serious swordsman stalked off. A teacher who was walking past saw his eye and didn't even have to ask. With all the people surrounding her, that teacher knew exactly what happened. He charged over to the group. This teacher hated her most of all. It was Professor Lanka. "What's going on?!" He boomed. Mostly all the surrounding teens fled and went back to training and practicing while the long haired girl stood there with a down cast, dark face. Her nails were starting to dig into her palms. "Idiot! Baka!" While Lux knew she brought it on herself, she didn't want to admit it. It just meant she was accepting defeat to her enemy. She had just let the anger get the best of her...
Before she knew it, Professor Lanka had a tight hold on her arm and was dragging her. "Hey that hurts!" She cried out. "Shut up! You'll be lucky if you don't get expelled!" The teacher literally spit at her. The teachers here weren't nice. Not at all. He dragged Lux all the way to the Headmistress's office. When they got there he opened the door and threw her in. Of course, the girl fell to her knees but quickly bounced back up and sat in a chair. Her arms did their signature crossing and she honestly just didn't care anymore. She never wanted to be here to begin with. It turned her parents rabid and mad. Turned them into killers than abandoned their home. She didn't want to become that. And that's how she saw Rastus becoming.
After a long lecture, she was finally given dorm suspension. It didn't matter to her anyway. The Headmistress was the only person at the school who had faith in her to do what was right in this case. So, the Headmistress made Professor Lanka stay back to discuss an important matter with their top male student on something they needed him to do... While Lux didn't quiet go back to her dorm that instant. She stayed behind and in the building, close enough to where she could hear was being said in the Headmistress's office. Lux curled her small body into a dark corner behind a chair and perfectly hit her while she spied on the conversation and let her anger cool off.
❝Why must we fight
And make little children
Cry?
I just don't see the point in
Someone dying and making
their family mourn their
Lives...❞
OhSoCareless: ♥ |
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Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 4:56 am
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