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[RP] Soul Eater: New Earth

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Lunartic:
Alex looked around the room and found her shirts in the back corner.”What? Oh. Umm . . . thank you.” She put her knit tunic on and carried her overcoat over her arm. Jessie took her grey sweatshirt back and tied it around her waist. The two then seemed to have a conversation purely through subtle gestures which ended with Jessie putting her sweatshirt on properly - although unzippered.

They must think we’re crazy.

Jessie smiled as she pulled her arms through the sleeves. Let them. “Well, shall we get going?” she asked while already in the hallway. ”I don’t know about you guys, but I’d like to keep my mind intact.”

The-Blades-slave:
"My thoughts exactly." Silene grabbed Warren, pulling him unwillingly through the hallway, past Jessie. "You owe me a new shirt."

Warren slouched his shoulders, letting himself be dragged along. "Can we at least get some food first? I'm starving. Besides," he gave her the once over. "I think you look good in my coat."

Silene smirked at the compliment, her cerulean eyes twinkling mischievously. "No, that was my favorite shirt you lazy bum. We're getting a replacement before we do anything else."

Warren heaved a sigh, but he was smiling as she dragged him out. He regretted a lot of things in his life, but the choice to leave his family wasn't one of them. This kind of life was a lot more fulfilling than the one he had lived before all of this, before Silene. "Hey Silene?"

"Yeah?"

"Want a piece of gum?"

Desbear:
Hason

As the figure began to walk around the room, all the while talking, I began to get up... And then, he got to me. He stated that I should see him after everyone left, saying he had something to tell me... I felt myself begin to tense up at this, and my breathing becoming slightly strained, however I attempted to return to my normal manner as fast as I could... I would say I wondered what he was going to talk to me about, but... It was rather obvious, wasn't it? He was going to ask me, before I could ask him...

Steven

Steven was almost reclined in his chair, still a bit tense after the whole ordeal... Something about the figure caused him to feel off, as if still cautious, but he attempted to ignore that feeling for now... He was rather curious about what the cloaked figure wanted with hason, but when the stranger reminded him about his cats however, his eyes seemed to widen... He had forgotten to feed them! Or at least, he had forgotten to feed one group. When the cloaked figure offered him money to go get the cats some food, he nodded, taking it quickly, a joyous and grateful tone to his voice as he thanked the figure. "A-Ah, I forgot... Thanks for reminding me, and I'll try to pay you back as soon as possible...!"

Upon the stranger seeming to switch, and begin to urge them to leave, he complied; Getting up from his desk, and moving into the hallway. He began to almost sprint down the hallway, after all, he had to get to somewhere with cat friendly food, before everywhere closed.

Tickles:
The Stranger put up a hand to calm Hason. He then reached into a small fridge under his desk and pulled out a water bottle. It had Lord Death's face on it, with a giant cranberry in his hand.

No need to be afraid Hason. I know you're a witch. I'm not going to kill you.

He tossed the flavored water to Hason, and pulled out another for himself. He briefly uncovered his face to take a drink, seeming satisfied.

Instead I want to study you. Carter is on his way here, and he may have some reservations. Do not worry, I just want to run a couple of tests to gauge how far into magic you are. I promise nothing bad will happen. Of course, you have the option to refuse, and I can simply tell him you're an exemplary student. Unfortunately, you only have a good three minutes to decide. He walks briskly.

The Stranger returned to his book "Experiments in Dissection" by Franken Stein, awaiting an answer.

Desbear:
Hason

I must have tensed as he spoke those words... He knew I was a witch, he truly did. As the other tossed the bottle, I caught it, examining the bottle. It was flavored water, cranberry to be exact. I unscrewed the cap, and took a quick sniff of the contents to check for anything...Malicious. Upon there being no ill contents, I took a quick sip of the drink, promptly screwing the cap back on... As he began to speak again, he proposed an offer; He wasn't going to kill me, or simply let me die here, but he did want to see how far into the magic arts I was. He assured me it would just be harmless tests, and... I believed him. After all... 'What's life without a little risk?. As I spoke, there was a lack of emotion, save for a small amount of caution in my tone. "I... Guess since you're going to let me live, allowing you to run a couple tests is the least I can do, huh...? You have my permission."

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