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St. Draefend's School for the Spiritually Gifted (IC)

Postby Aona » Thu Oct 12, 2017 1:26 pm

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Noah Park // Monday, October 2nd // 5 Miles from Gladsprings, CO //

The small van pulled away from the elegant circular driveway that marked the beginning of campus, leaving a boy of medium height and messy hair standing alone. The shuttle was one of numerous ways for students to be transported up the treacherous mountain road, and most were taking St. Draefend's up on the offer. It seemed that a few students were being carted in personal limousines and jeeps, and Noah absentmindedly wondered how rich the average student was. Still, here he was, holding a duffel bag and a rolling suitcase, with his new home looming in front of him. He simply looked at it, not entirely sure what to think.

Students bustled to and fro, some eagerly chatting with one another. He could tell some had been here longer than others, as many students simply nodded and smiled at the small table of teachers who sat behind a table, checking students in. A large potion of them walked alongside what Noah now recognized as a spirit animal; each one's ghostly blue shade emanating a gentle smoke-like effect. As if it could read his thoughts (and of course it could, it was his thoughts, apparently), Noah felt a small rodent scurry up his leg. He was surprised simply out of the sense of it, but immediately eased his mind once the pale face of a weasel stared at him from his forearm. He smiled softly, and gave a light scratch to the weasel's cheek. "Hey, Rochi." The weasel perked up at her name, and scurried about across her owner's body. Rochi was no doubt excited, although Noah didn't share the same emotion. Perhaps intrigued was the better word.

He walked forward, heading towards the check-in table. There were no parents on campus (they had to part ways back in Gladsprings) so Noah approached a woman with a clipboard. She smiled. "Hi! Welcome home, Aurawalker. Last name?"

"Park."

"Noah?"

"That's me," he nodded, his eyes focused on the passing students.

"Alright, you're all set, Noah. Please feel free to socialize around the quad. Our headmistress will speak to all students shortly. And welcome, again."

Noah thanked her, and continued to walk inside, emerging upon a large field. walkways and trees framed the various buildings on campus, which could almost all be accessed from this quad alone. There were students everywhere. Noah stood with his luggage taking in the sight, the words of the check-in woman ringing in his ears:

Welcome Home.
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Postby Segral » Thu Oct 12, 2017 1:51 pm

The shuttle rocketed up, and left Adrian alone with a rolling suitcase, a duffel bag, and a snare drum. He slowly progressed up the driveway, silent, Oscar padding silently alongside him. Oscar was tense, growling low growls at the back of his throat. A limo pulled up nearby, and a kid clambered out. Adrian turned away in disgust. "Rich kids." he muttered under his breath. He pushed his way through the crowd of students, trying to find one of the clipboard police out there. Oscar let out a nervous bark. "Easy there, buddy." he spoke in Swedish to Oscar. Oscar perked for a minute and then continued walking silently.

He approached a woman at the table. She was all perky smiles. "Hello Aurawalker, welcome home. Last name? "

"Andersson"

"Adrian?"

"M-hmm."

"You're all set. Head into the quad and feel free to socialize. Headmistress will speak shortly."

"Thank you."

He absentmindedly wandered into the quad, where, tangled in his own thoughts, bumped into a medium height kid with messy hair...

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Segral wrote:"Thank you."

He absentmindedly wandered into the quad, where, tangled in his own thoughts, bumped into a medium height kid with messy hair...

Noah rocked backwards, unaware that anyone was even walking forwards. He quickly glanced at the boy up and down, noting that he seemed particularly not from here. Based on his blond hair and bookish eyes, Noah guessed he was from some Nordic country. Then again, the wolverine at his feet indicated otherwise. Were there wolverines in Europe.

"Sorry." came the flat apology from Noah, eyes glued on the boy's spirit animal. He still wasn't used to seeing them up close. He didn't really know what else to say.
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October 2nd : Tanith Bettelheim: St. Draefend's Campus Grounds

With a dufflebag, fender case, and wheeled suitcase, Tanith watched listlessly as the black minivan left as quickly as it came, which is to say that it did so unreasonably slowly. As she clumsily maneuvered her way through the crowd, pushing and being pushed every now and then, the sound of her heavy footsteps ricocheted throughout the hallway, only stopping once she had made it to the check-in table. A perky woman who was practically radiating sunshine and rainbows beamed at her.

Tanith twiddled her fingers nervously. She probably looked ridiculous in this pink poofy scarf. Her coyote, Wile, gave her a reassuring look. At least she hoped it was a reassuring look. It was hard to read canine facial expressions.

The woman winked. "Hello, Aurawalker, welcome home! Last name?" She had a knowing look about her.

"Bettelheim."

"Oh, wow. Another Bettelheim! Tanith, right?"

Tanith absentmindedly wondered what she meant by 'another Bettelheim.' Her parents never mentioned going to a school named St. Draefend's, so maybe her cousin did or something. She didn't talk to the rest of her family much. Not when she had them, anyways.

"Yeah. The 'h' is silent."

"Enthusiastic one, aren't you? You're all set! Feel free to head into the quad and socialize for a bit. The headmistress will be speaking to you all shortly."

Heading to the forementioned quad, Tanith seated herself on one of the few benches that weren't drenched in bird poop. Some blonde kid with a rodent bumped into another kid with a rodent. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to do this 'socializing' thing. Like, right now. Tanith must've not been paying enough attention, because she almost bumped into a couple people as well.

"Oh! I almost bumped into you!" A surprised tone was in her voice. "My mistake. You okay?"

She outstretched a gloved hand to the one that looked a little less dead inside. Little did they know, she hoped, that it hid a tiny but effective homemade joybuzzer.
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Anna Seikelmann, Monday, October 2nd, Colorado, United States of America

Anna sat quietly as the shuttle groaned and snarled, the shuttle driver cursing loudly as the vehicle struggled up the hill. In the back of the shuttle, a few older kids laughed and conversed loudly, the random joke being thrown out there every once and a while. Anna closed her eyes and sat back against the backrest of the seat. This was going to be a long year.

A few minutes later, the bus coughed to a stop in front of a green campus with large, Victorian style buildings sitting in the background. Home, I guess The older kids jumped up and hustled out the door, still laughing loudly. After they passed, Anna picked up her small backpack, filled with her few belongings, and walked out quickly. As she passed the shuttle driver she quietly thanked him in German. "Danke." The man grunted in return.

Anna stepped off the bus and glanced to her left side, where her spirit animal, a large mix between a wolf and a husky stood alert. The dog looked up at her. She sighed. " Los Geht's Blitz, Ja?" The dog tried to smile. Anna smiled back. "Danke Gott ich haben du." Anna shouldered her pack and briskly set off towards a group of people sitting at tables.

As she approached the first open spot, a large man looked up at her. "Name, girl?" " Anna" The man grunted. " Last name if you will?" "Seikelmann, sir." The man scribbled something on a piece of paper. " Gotcha. You're free to go do whatever." Anna backed off from the tables and tried to stand as far away as she could from the rest of the people, her hair as neat as it could be and her shirt and vest tucked in neatly into her black skirt. Loud groups of upper class men roamed around, shouting loudly and greeting friends. Anna glanced back towards Blitz. " Zhis vill be interesting, Ja?" The dog glanced at her with a look of disapproval before laying down on the gravel. " Oh come on Blitz. You know I shouldn't join them." The dog snorted. Anna snorted back and sat down in the ground beside her spirit animal.
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Postby White Bluff » Thu Oct 12, 2017 2:38 pm

Marie-Christine Bourgeois

Marie rode in the back seat of the car, looking at the scenery. Her ride was a quiet one, as she was by herself in the car, other then the driver, she couldn't help but think that the car was better then the vans though, mainly because of the cramped conditions with other people. As the car pulled up she checked her make-up one last time and smiled, she got out and carried two of her bags, and decided to leave the others in the car momentarily. She walked to the lady with the clipboard with an air of nobility around her, as her Mink sat on her shoulders. The lady smiled as Marie walked up, "Good Morning, Aurawalker, Welcome home. Last name?"

"Bourgeois"

"Marie-Christine? "

"Oui"

"Alright, you're all set, Marie. Please feel free to socialize around the quad. Our headmistress will speak to all students shortly."

"Marci," she smiles sweetly as she thanked her and walked to were other students were. She walked to the group of people, and spoke with a voice as smooth as silk, and sweet as honey, "Bonjour."
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Postby The Cyberiad Council » Thu Oct 12, 2017 3:35 pm

Tim was cramped in the back of the taxi. It had been a long drive from the airport in Denver and tall boy nearly tripped over himself getting out of the door. He gave the driver his fare, which was about all of the money he had with him, and took a very large duffle bag from the boot of the car. The taxi sped off, and Tim took in the action of the students around him. "I'll tell ya, Finn, I don't think there's too many here from Ireland, and I definitely don't see any Pangolins." Tim looked down at his side but started to look around more vigorously when he didn't see Finn's glowing form. "Finn?"

Tim finally spotted the giant pangolin scratching at an ant nest. Chuckling, Tim said, "You're not a real pangolin, Finn. Now come on, let's get going." The bizarre creature waddled up to its ower, and the started towards the school. He approached the woman with the clipboard, and was greeted with a friendly, "Hello! Welcome home, Aurawalker. Last name?"

"Brennan."

"Timothy?"

"Tim, yeah."

"Alright, Tim. The Headmistress will speak to all students shortly, please feel free to explore the quad and socialize."

"Thank you."

Tim and Finn walked into the quad and looked around. "I probably should try and meet some people, but I'm bloody tired from that flight. What do you say?" Finn merely sniffed around and pushed his head into the back of Tim's leg. "Alright, I get the picture, you don't have to go shovin'."

Adjusting the large bag on his back and started his way over to the group of kids that looked about his age.

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Postby Segral » Thu Oct 12, 2017 4:54 pm

Adrian was bumped into a second time by some random girl. She looked American, somewhere from down South he'd say, but he couldn't be sure. "Oh! I almost bumped into you! My mistake. You okay?" She spoke with a Texas drawl, something he'd only heard of in the movies and TV. She lends out a gloved hand, and Adrian takes it in a firm shake. Suddenly, Adrian yelled in surprise as he jumped backwards, shocked when he touched her hand. He stumbles back in surprise, and trips backwards over his own duffel. As he hits the ground, he becomes aware of stares and laughs. Mollified, he turns a violent shade of crimson, swears angrily in Swedish and launches a vicious backhand that barely misses her face and stalks off. Oscar was growling his head off, making snarling and baring his teeth, looking ready to pounce. "Stop, Oscar!" he says, and the wolverine follows him as he stalks his way over to a bench as laughs ring in his ear. Many thoughts tumble in his head, such as: "Women are crazy!" and "So this is home." He silently strokes Oscar's fur as he watches a German girl sit down next to her spirit animal, a dog...

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Postby Kuela » Thu Oct 12, 2017 8:11 pm

Segral wrote:Adrian was bumped into a second time by some random girl. She looked American, somewhere from down South he'd say, but he couldn't be sure. "Oh! I almost bumped into you! My mistake. You okay?" She spoke with a Texas drawl, something he'd only heard of in the movies and TV. She lends out a gloved hand, and Adrian takes it in a firm shake. Suddenly, Adrian yelled in surprise as he jumped backwards, shocked when he touched her hand. He stumbles back in surprise, and trips backwards over his own duffel. As he hits the ground, he becomes aware of stares and laughs. Mollified, he turns a violent shade of crimson, swears angrily in Swedish and launches a vicious backhand that barely misses her face and stalks off. Oscar was growling his head off, making snarling and baring his teeth, looking ready to pounce. "Stop, Oscar!" he says, and the wolverine follows him as he stalks his way over to a bench as laughs ring in his ear. Many thoughts tumble in his head, such as: "Women are crazy!" and "So this is home." He silently strokes Oscar's fur as he watches a German girl sit down next to her spirit animal, a dog...

October 2nd : Tanith Bettelheim : St. Draefend's Campus Grounds

What Tanith expected was that the bottlecap joybuzzer would vibrate a little, he would be surprised, and maybe even laugh a little. That was the point, after all. It was to make people laugh! What she did not expect was that he would have a terribly terrible temper, lose his balance, backhand her, and embarrass himself in front of almost the entirety of the student body. The point was missed. The people did not laugh. Not the right kind of laugh, anyways. They laughed the kind of laugh that made you want to curl up in a ball and wish you never existed.

As if karma decided to give her the ultimate fork you--"it was an accident, okay?!" was not an acceptable answer--she fell backwards to dodge the backhand and knocked down a bunch of people like they were dominoes. She got knocked to the ground and a kick in the knee and absolutely nothing was accomplished. Nothing at all.

She didn't bother getting up. Looking at the ground and away from other students, Tanith looked like she was about to cry. Maybe if she didn't wipe her face, nobody would notice. Yeah, right, she thought to herself. Like that would work. Obviously, it didn't work, because she still managed to garner glares from almost everybody in the vicinity. She swore that she even heard a sword being unsheathed.

Tanith sullenly took off her weaponized glove and flung the joybuzzer in the trash can. Stupid hunk of junk.

"Whiny little chicken," she spat out halfheartedly. In case nobody could tell, she wasn't in the tippity-top shape to create scathing insults at the moment.

Her coyote raised his haunches and prepared to pounce at him, but was subdued by Tanith's shushes and shooshes. He sat next to her, wagging its tail. She tentatively smiled. It was kind of cute in a predatory 'I'm-going-to-kill-you-and-stuff-your-body' way. She petted it on the head. He did not bite; his tail-wagging intensified.

Maybe her day wasn't entirely a catastrophic failure after all.
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Postby The Cyberiad Council » Thu Oct 12, 2017 8:29 pm

Kuela wrote:
Segral wrote:Adrian was bumped into a second time by some random girl. She looked American, somewhere from down South he'd say, but he couldn't be sure. "Oh! I almost bumped into you! My mistake. You okay?" She spoke with a Texas drawl, something he'd only heard of in the movies and TV. She lends out a gloved hand, and Adrian takes it in a firm shake. Suddenly, Adrian yelled in surprise as he jumped backwards, shocked when he touched her hand. He stumbles back in surprise, and trips backwards over his own duffel. As he hits the ground, he becomes aware of stares and laughs. Mollified, he turns a violent shade of crimson, swears angrily in Swedish and launches a vicious backhand that barely misses her face and stalks off. Oscar was growling his head off, making snarling and baring his teeth, looking ready to pounce. "Stop, Oscar!" he says, and the wolverine follows him as he stalks his way over to a bench as laughs ring in his ear. Many thoughts tumble in his head, such as: "Women are crazy!" and "So this is home." He silently strokes Oscar's fur as he watches a German girl sit down next to her spirit animal, a dog...

October 2nd : Tanith Bettelheim : St. Draefend's Campus Grounds

What Tanith expected was that the bottlecap joybuzzer would vibrate a little, he would be surprised, and maybe even laugh a little. That was the point, after all. It was to make people laugh! What she did not expect was that he would have a terribly terrible temper, lose his balance, backhand her, and embarrass himself in front of almost the entirety of the student body. The point was missed. The people did not laugh. Not the right kind of laugh, anyways. They laughed the kind of laugh that made you want to curl up in a ball and wish you never existed.

As if karma decided to give her the ultimate fork you--"it was an accident, okay?!" was not an acceptable answer--she fell backwards to dodge the backhand and knocked down a bunch of people like they were dominoes. She got knocked to the ground and a kick in the knee and absolutely nothing was accomplished. Nothing at all.

She didn't bother getting up.

Looking at the ground and away from other students, Tanith looked like she was about to cry. Maybe if she didn't wipe her face, nobody would notice. Yeah, right, she thought to herself. Like that would work. Obviously, it didn't work, because she still managed to garner glares from almost everybody in the vicinity. She swore that she even heard a sword being unsheathed.

Tanith sullenly took off her weaponized glove and flung the joybuzzer in the trash can. Stupid hunk of junk.

Her coyote raised his haunches and prepared to pounce at him, but was subdued by Tanith's shushes and shooshes. He sat next to her, wagging its tail.

She tentatively smiled. It was kind of cute in a predatory 'I'm-going-to-kill-you-and-stuff-your-body' way. She petted it on the head. His tail-wagging intensified.

Maybe her day wasn't entirely a catastrophic failure after all.


October 2nd
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Tim winced as he saw the event unfold. Both parties looked rather humiliated, but the boy had stalked a good distance away while the girl remained on the ground. Deciding this was as good a time as any to introduce himself, Tim walked over and offered the girl a hand to help her up. "Come on, it'll do no good staying on the ground like that." Finn was curious by the new face, and waddled up and began sniffing at the girl and the coyote. "Finn, leave the girl alone, she doesn't need your snout shoved in her face."

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Postby White Bluff » Thu Oct 12, 2017 8:40 pm

Marie-Christine

Marie watched in scene unfold, "oh my...so this is why American schools are behind internationally?" She mummbled to herself. She watch both of them part ways, and she could see the girl was alright but the boy seemed iffy, she cheerfully walked over to him, and smiled sweetly as she stood in front of him.

"Bonjour Monsieur, I was wondering if you alright? I saw what happen, I'm hoping that you were not injured." Her french accent thick in her voice, she extended her hand in a way that seemed like she expected for him to kiss it, "I am Marie-Christine Bourgeois, pleasure to meet you." Her Mink made a small noise, as if she was mad for not being introduced, Marie giggled at the sound, "and this is Mignonne, she's a mink." Her voice showed no malice, "and you can trust I will not shock you Monsieur."
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Postby Higher Japan » Thu Oct 12, 2017 8:58 pm

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Walking out of the van that soon took off, Himita could see that he had a future ahead of him at last. In the past he knew that his parents had never mentioned anything about Aurawalkers, and whenever he mentioned anything about the old heirlooms in storage they would flinch and tell him not to enter. But now he kind of knew why they said that it wasn't good for him to become an Aurawalker, mainly from death but when he walked into the front of campus he could see why his parents once said that walkers never really got along well together.

As he thought about his parent's words, he was standing there watching the scene unfold. Apparently there was a girl who had the good idea to get the electric toy that he heard people used for pranks. Watching the scene before him, he suddenly felt the white fox come towards him as it stuck it's head into his empty right hand. Immediately, he began to pet the fox as it followed him, content. Walking over to the boy to lift him up, he cleared his throat as he intended to introduce himself, but did not expect for Yeowoodong to chase after something he couldn't see as he fell backwards. "Yeowoodong!" He shouted just as she ran past his feet, knocking him down as she went towards the Pangolin to begin sniffing at it. "Sorry, she doesn't usually act up this much." Himita called out as he took Yeowoodong back into his arms.
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October 2nd : Tanith Bettelheim : St. Draefend's Campus Grounds

Tanith probably would've cared more for Marie's blatant jabs at herself and America if she could actually hear her. In fact, if she was creative enough, she would shout out an unsurprisingly incoherent ten-page rant about the virtues of American culture. In case you couldn't tell, Texans are very patriotic. But Tanith is unable to hear her, is petting the coyote, is talking to Tim, and more importantly is unable to hear her, so she couldn't care less what she said.

"The ground is very comfortable today," Tanith eyed Tim's hand suspiciously, checking if there were joybuzzers on his person. She had enough of joybuzzers today.

"Not sure if I have a reason to get up, but okay. Why not? You seem trustworthy enough." Reassured that he wasn't carrying any unmentionables by her favorite furry-canine-spirit-friend, she took his hand and helped herself up. The stranger was right, she supposed. There was no point in wallowing--on the muddy ground, at least. Frick joybuzzers. Whoopee cushions were the shoot. Her pants were probably dirtied by now, so that's that. Might as well wash them when she gets the chance.

This certain favorite furry-canine-spirit-friend reciprocates this obnoxious sniffing and proceeds to circle the pangolin and the fox. He's never seen a fox before, not to mention a pangolin. This is interesting! This is strange! This is new! was what he would've said if he had autonomous thought.

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Postby Aona » Thu Oct 12, 2017 9:59 pm

The Cyberiad Council wrote:Tim winced as he saw the event unfold. Both parties looked rather humiliated, but the boy had stalked a good distance away while the girl remained on the ground. Deciding this was as good a time as any to introduce himself, Tim walked over and offered the girl a hand to help her up. "Come on, it'll do no good staying on the ground like that." Finn was curious by the new face, and waddled up and began sniffing at the girl and the coyote. "Finn, leave the girl alone, she doesn't need your snout shoved in her face."

Noah stood by, watching the entire scene. A couple weeks earlier, watching a fox, pangolin, and coyote interact would have been something that wouldn't have even crossed his mind. Right now, however, it seemed to be the most normal thing in the world. Or, at least, he would have to make it normal.

"He does look trustworthy. Moreso than that angry guy, at least." Noah remarked, more to himself than the others. However, saying it as he approached in his trademark sagely tone indicated he was an awful lot more convinced than he actually was. Eminent sage, Noah Park. Declaring the semi-truth since the early 2000's.
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Postby The Cyberiad Council » Thu Oct 12, 2017 10:16 pm

October 2nd
Tim Brennan
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"Look at that. I think they like each other." Tim said looking at the three spirit animals. Finn was content with his newfound acquaintances; he sat up and curled his armored tail around him while he continued to observe the other two animals, occasionally sniffing the air.

"I'm Tim, by the way." He said giving a smile to the three gathered around him, his Irish accent heavy with his slight nervousness with the whole situation, but he hid it well with a false bravado.

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Postby Aona » Thu Oct 12, 2017 10:22 pm

The Cyberiad Council wrote:October 2nd
Tim Brennan
St. Draefend's Campus Grounds


"Look at that. I think they like each other." Tim said looking at the three spirit animals. Finn was content with his newfound acquaintances; he sat up and curled his armored tail around him while he continued to observe the other two animals, occasionally sniffing the air.

"I'm Tim, by the way." He said giving a smile to the three gathered around him, his Irish accent heavy with his slight nervousness with the whole situation, but he hid it well with a false bravado.

Noah nodded. "Seems so." Rochi formed curled around his should, curiously observing the menagerie on the ground. For now, she remained close to her owner, but her eyes gleamed with enthusiasm, fear, and intrigue. It seemed like she was debating which of the animals wouldn't harm her.

"I'm Noah. Nice to meet you, too. You're Irish?" he offered, half-asking, half-acknowledging.
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Soulfolk
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Anarchy

Postby Soulfolk » Fri Oct 13, 2017 6:19 am

Hunter Moss, Day Two of Month Ten, St. Draefend's School

Hunter whistled as he slid out of the pick-ups flatbed, his shield o his back and his sword on his side, while Aldwyn slid behind, nosying the new ground about him. Hunter went to the front of the pick-up. "Thanks for taking us man," Hunter said to the driver. "You're welcome kid," the man gave back as we was already driving off. Hunter turned to Aldwyn, who seemed to be sniffing at some greenery near the wall of the school. "Oh, come on you big ol' bear, we need to go inside I think," Hunter says with a laugh as Aldwyn lumbers over. Rubbing the top of the bears head, he begins walking in.

As they walked through, he saw many kids begin to move quickly out of the way, or give him weird looks. It took him a bit to get that it was on the grounds that Aldwyn was one of the bigger souls about. "No wonder folks are moving out the way, they'de get his by you, ya big oaf," he said softly to the bear, who gave him a look that he guessed meant Aldwyn found it funny.

They found their way to a table with some folks with clipboards. A very gleeful woman waved for him to come forward. "Hi! Welcome home, Aurawalker. Last name?" She said in a very sweetly. "Oh, it's moss." He said, and she read through her clipboard. "Hunter?" she asked him. "More often hunted," he says the women, while someone behind him groaned at his funny, while the woman gave an even bigger smile, and wrote something further on the board. "Alright, you're all set, Hunter. Feel free to talk amongst the others about the field. Our head will speak to all of you shortly. And welcome, again." Smiling, giving a nod, the thanked her.

Turning about and moving away from the clipboard folks he looked to see who there was to talk to. From what he could here others were saying, there had already been a small scuffle that had happened. Unbeknownst to him, as he was looking away, he bear began to sniff at and get close to a light haired girl and her wolfhound...

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New Antonalia
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Inoffensive Centrist Democracy

Postby New Antonalia » Fri Oct 13, 2017 7:30 am

Daniel van Breems, the new "resident problem student"

Daniel simply chuckled to himself as he sat on his duffel bag, watching the black van rocket down the drive way like there was about this place that scared the hell out of the driver. He turned to his kooikerhonje, Paul, and rubbed his ears before getting up and walking into his new home.

"Hi! Welcome home, Aurawalker." He heard as a woman with a clipboard walked up to him. "Last name?" "Breems?" Daniel said, not sure what to make of the woman with the clip board. "Daniel?" She asked in response, getting a simple nod in return. "Please head into the Quad..." Daniel tuned her out and picked up his stuff before heading inside, pleasantly surprised at the size of the field. "So, these are my new digs? What do you think, Pauli? Do you like it here?" Daniel asked his dog as it sniffed the grass, wagging its tail excitedly. "I'll take that as a yes." Daniel said, walking forward as his faithful dog trotted closely behind.
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The Cyberiad Council
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Founded: Apr 30, 2015
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Postby The Cyberiad Council » Fri Oct 13, 2017 7:44 am

Tim

Tim looked over and nodded at Noah. "Yeah. Irish bred, born, and raised. Grew up in Trim, a little town in County Meath. How about you, where are you from?"

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Canis Rex
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Corrupt Dictatorship

Postby Canis Rex » Fri Oct 13, 2017 7:46 am

Barron was quick to hop out of the shuttle as soon as it stopped, taking a deep breath of fresh air as his ghostly vulture followed down the steps before gliding back to his shoulder. The young man disliked being cooped up in cramped vehicles and would have tried to get here by foot if that were possible. But it wasn't and so this had been the alternative. At least he had Fallax. He was the type that liked animals very much, a side effect of him spending so much time among them, and so he had been incredibly happy to find out he would have his own companion when everything about the world of Aurawalkers had initially been explained.
They communicated seamlessly and though the spirit animal was more reserved than the human, they shared similar interests and viewpoints, making for a close bond and good teammates. Barron makes his way along the campus, taking in the sight. It was huge and sophisticated compared to any school he had ever been to. He didn't even mind the uniform they had, not caring too much what he wore so long as he could move in it.
The teen searched until he found what looked like check in, jogging up to a friendly looking lady that smiled and nodded to him.
"Hello. Is this admissions? I was told I needed to check in that I was here?"
"This is it." She answered. "What's your last name?"
"Aldane."
"Barron?" Comes the reply after a quick look to a list.
"Yep." He nods.
"You're accounted for." The lady lets him know. "You're free to explore the campus and socialize until further notice."
"Thanks." Barron nods back, going back off to walking on his own. He probably looked much more cleaned up than usual since his outfit was stained with dirt or had a couple leaves clinging to it, Fallax examining the clothing from its perch on his shoulder. The Aurawalker takes in everything around, from the nature visible beyond the school boundaries to the various other students chatting with one another, their spirit animals, or just going about their day. This looked like it would be really fun.
Barron soon finds himself being nudged at the side of the head by a beak, turning to see what his vulture could want. It appeared to be a lone girl sitting with her own spirit animal. Even if it wasn't a real vulture, Fallax did seem to have the species eye for still things by themselves. Barron wasn't particularly attracted to social activity, but it couldn't hurt to make some early associations. After all, it seemed everyone would be spending an extended period of time together here as students.
It was easier to talk to one person than a crowd at first anyway. So he makes his way over, slowing as he got closer so as to let the spiritual canine at her side give him early warning if he were not welcome. He crouches on his haunches and hands much like a forest creature once at an acceptable distance.
"Hello!" He greets happily enough but hopefully not coming across as too much at once.

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Higher Japan
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Postby Higher Japan » Fri Oct 13, 2017 7:52 am

Himita

As soon as she was picked up, Yeowoodong immediately jumped out of his arms as it went back to playing with the other spirit animals, occasionally sniffing them as he just crouched down and watched her for once, interact with the others. Usually she was shy, to the point that she would even retreat behind him. But now, it seemed as if it was within her system for years. And that it had just been unlocked. "Nice to meet all of you, the name's Himita, pure Japanese and this fine beauty here is named Yeowoodong."
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Segral
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New York Times Democracy

Postby Segral » Fri Oct 13, 2017 9:19 am

Adrian was sitting on a bench, caught up in his own thoughts. He watched the joy-buzzer girl fall over in surprise, and saw some jerk-asses laugh at her. He felt bad, that's the exact same situation he was in. He should probably go and apologize for overreacting. Oscar also looked a little upset, sniffing and giving a mournful glare. "Alright," he said to Oscar, "I'll apologise later." Satisfied, Oscar settled down. Suddenly, a voice appeared to his right."Bonjour Monsieur, I was wondering if you alright? I saw what happen, I'm hoping that you were not injured." He started, and looked over. there was a pretty French girl, a brunette, speaking to him. She extended a hand. "I am Marie-Christine Bourgeois, pleasure to meet you." Something made a small noise, and she giggled. It was a spirit mink, which Oscar began to stare at. "and this is Mignonne, she's a mink." Her voice showed no malice, "and you can trust I will not shock you Monsieur." Adrian turned slightly red but tried to hide it. Inside, he was thinking, "Oh, shoot, a pretty girl, Ok, don't screw up again, like last time. You'll be fine, deep breath..." He spoke with a twitch of nervousness in his voice. "Oh, uh, pleasure, I'm Adrian, Adrian Andersson, if we're, you know, formal. I-I suppose you saw that little incident, heh." Behind her shoulder he saw a big Irish guy help up the girl, while the scrawny kid from before walked over...
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Kuela
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Founded: Oct 05, 2017
Father Knows Best State

Postby Kuela » Fri Oct 13, 2017 9:40 am

October 2nd : Tanith Bettelheim : St. Draefend's Campus Grounds

"Nice to meet y'all! I'm Tanith Bettelheim, and I'm from the Lone Star State," she pointed with her thumb to the coyote, who was currently licking his paws. "That's Wile E. Coyote, but you can just call him Wile. He's a little shy," she added dryly.

Wile was usually very confident around individuals, but when there were crowds around, he was more finicky, not to mention being at least ten times more likely to wrap his jaws around some poor kid's spirit animal. Of course, Tanith didn't want that to happen, no siree. She was accordingly as cautious with him. He's a coyote, after all, no matter how spirity he is. Her brain pointed out the obvious.

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Calindelo
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Founded: Sep 16, 2016
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Postby Calindelo » Fri Oct 13, 2017 10:26 am

Darius Hernandez
Oct 2
St. Draefend Campus


I stretch my back and arms as the shuttle bus leaves me, Colmillo, and my bags in front of the campus, i grabbed my backpack, orange duffelbag, and weapons and entered a building with Colmillo which is presumably the dorm rooms, i get stopped by a woman carrying a clipboard.

"Excuse me, before you go inside, i would like to know your name."

"Darius Hernandez, am i in trouble?" I jokingly ask.

"No silly!" Says the woman, "I'm just checking if our Aurawalkers are on the list." She looks at the clipboard and writes something on it, "Well, feel free to roam around campus until notice by the headmistress. Welcome home Darius." I stop her as soon as she starts walking away.

"Miss, do you mind if you can tell me what number is my dorm room?"

"Oh, uhm sure." says the woman as she checks her clipboard, "It says here that your room number is 105. Anyways i'll be going now." The woman walks away, leaving me alone in the entrance of the building.

I head upstairs and opened the door to the room labeled "105", the room was simple, a medium sized room with 2 beds and other necessities. Colmillo quickly jumped into the bed in the left side of the room, i can say that the bed was soft, as Colmillo was rolling on the bed. I set my bags on the bed and as i was about to leave the room to go downstairs, i noticed Colmillo was still on the bed. "Colmillo? You going downstairs with me?" Colmillo replied withl laughter as he jumped up and went towards me.

I sat on a pony wall whilst waiting for the headmistress, i was on my phone playing Candy Crush Saga or some other puzzle game, when i heard a shriek and as i looked up from my phone, i saw a guy and a girl on the ground, Colmillo, being a Hyena, started laughing hysterically, i didn't shush him because, well, it is funny. After we get over laughing, i planned to go over there and help the two, but since there is already a brunette and a guy over there, i decided not to butt in.




Heather Tennfjord
Oct 2
St. Draefend Campus


"Now, Heather sweetie, stay out of trouble okay? Just call me if there's anything wrong."

"Yes mom, goodbye! I love you!"

"Goodbye Heather, i'll miss you!" says my mom before boosting off her Mercedes R231, leaving me in St. Draefend.

I wore the guitar case on my shoulder containing my acoustic guitar and i pushed my luggage along the brick road into the campus. I feel the cold air, it reminds me so much of Norway. As i was about to enter, a woman stopped me.

"Hello Aurawalker! Welcome home! Can i get your surname please?" says the woman.

"Tennfjord." I replied cheerfully.

The woman took some time before finding my name, but after she did, she said "Alright miss Heather, please feel free to roam the campus, and wait for the instructions of the Headmistress." I nodded as she leaves. As i entered, i immediately see a boy fall over his bag and a girl falling backwards. I was shocked, as this was the first time i saw something happen like this, the other students that saw the incident laughed, except for me, as i thought one of them could be hurt, i was about to go and help but another girl and a large boy already went near the two and helped them up. I hope they're at the very least okay.
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Hothnia
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Postby Hothnia » Fri Oct 13, 2017 12:31 pm

Anna Seikelmann, Monday, October 2nd, Colorado, United States of America


Blitz quickly shot up and began to growl at something approaching. Anna turned to look at her dogs target to see a spirit bear walking and sniffing near them, the thing slowly approaching. Anna stood up and pointed at Blitz as moved closer to the bear, teeth bared and hackles up. " Nein Blitz! Komm, setz ditch, jetzt!" Blitz stood down and retuned to Anna's side, his tail trailing behind him in the dirt. Anna bent down next to him. " No fighting. Not right now."

Anna was startled by a voice coming from behind her, seemingly calling out to her. Anna stood up and turned around to see a boy on his hands and squatting, heading towards her. Anna removed removed her hand from her sword resting in its sheath by her side as she quickly analyzed the boy wasn't a threat. The girl shot a quick glance at her dog, who was now lying back on the ground, yawning. Anna turned back to the boy. " Hallo! May I ask vhy zhe are on zhe ground like zhat? Is zhat some kind of exercise?"
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