"Hello Maka." Fae giggled. "I like that name, it's fun to say." She skipped around, staying close. "Mama wanted me to be a Meister. But I don't have a weapon, so I have this." She pointed to her shiny silver rod. "Mama gave it to me. She heard that Medusa was being bad. So she thought I would be safe here. My family doesn't like those nasty witches like Medusa." She giggled, taking the whole thing lightly. She still felt uneasy, only because she could feel the tension between her and the new friend. Another reason, Lord Death. "I mean, Medusa's so ugly you'd turn to stone if you stared her in the eye!" Fae laughed loudly, proud of her joke. It did not make her feel any better though.
Fae followed the other students, still scanning them. "So... Any idea what's up?" she tried to sound as normal as possible. She watched the window, watching the birds. She longed to fly again, but that can wait. "I'm Fae, by the way."
Fae watched the other students. She watched their eyes, and used Soul Perception again. "Let's see..."
Mage snuggled a bit closer to Axel, seeking warmth. It made sense, as he was a pyro, controlling flames whenever he liked. She liked that heat, it subconciously reminded her of how warm a pumping heart was.
Mage snored lightly, still in a bliss. "Hungry..." she mumbled. What was she to do?
Fae waited for the other students, getting impatient. "Remember those names and faces. It'll be important." She mumbled, tapping her foot. ooc: That could work ^^
ooc: Bahaha xD Nice And I dunno, besides, why not? Besides, something's BOUND to happen
Mage snoozed, shifting as Xone yelled. She had not slept in so long....
Fae stiffened as her name was called. She wanted to argue. After all, she was a new student! No partner, but she knew about Medusa. That flared up her annnoyance. She breathed it out, getting up. Maybe Lord Death already knew? Her secret was short-lived, oh well. Fae walked out, then waited for the other students to come out. "Why does Lord Death want some new student like ME? I don't even have a PARTNER!" she growled to herself. She combed through the pompoms, seeking comfort, similar to rubbing one's arms when nervous. "Mama Duck'll get mad if I get in trouble."
Mage nodded, leaning a bit on his head. "You're warm." she murmured, feeling drowsy. Soon enough she was asleep.
Ashir's ears drooped at the thought of using Asuki for a source. "N-No..." He moaned. Mage kep walking, slightly twitching as to fake resistance.
Mage watched Xone, annoyed from Axel's hair. "Why is your hair so spiky?" She tried brushing it back only to have the hair slap her in the face.
Mage whistled, calling Parma. "Parma, try and take the anklets off. I'll need them later." She nodded, slipping off the leather and rope knotted one. She put both around her neck, then went to Ashir's side. "Hurry up Aunty..." Ashir panicked. Mage put on a miserable face, following Van.
"Believeable." Mage chukled. Her eyes shifted to the sky. Ashhir nodded, worried.
"No bindings?" Mage questioned, sighing. "They won't believe you. Why not make some chains or binding from those Unversed of yours?" Ashir followed behind, eyes sharp. 'Mom... Please, you can't keep at this forever..."
"Ven, Ashir, hide. Me and Van will only go in public." Mage walked to Van, wrists out. "C'mon, show me as prisoner and Xikari or Shirax will believe it." Ashir stared at where VEL had been, wondering about his new organic, human source. "Aunty, just a source as good as Mom..." he whispered.
"W-Well... If I get zapped like Sora, I won't DIE... I will be in limbo again. You'd have to find or make a body. I'll be willing to go in limbo if Ashir had a new organic source..." Mage sighed. She could cope with limbo once more. "Mom, please, I know you've had a rough week but think about it!" Ashirr begged. "It's FINE, just take me to Xikari, Van. Let's get this over with."
Dude! Aren't you going trick-or-treating?
Fae looked around, walking in large strides. Following a few arrow signs led her to a blue man. She pondered him, but tried to keep her focus on the arrows. Soon enough, she had made it to orientation. "So many people..." she cooed, a baby voice. Then a hint of nervousness in the back of her head overwhelmed the bird Witch. Fae breathed her negativity out, not willing to show it. That could give her away, it was too early for that. Looking through all the faces, she used Soul Perception to at least get a brief review of those around her.
"How the hell do you NOT f---ing know?!" Mage swore, getting a bored and unhappy sigh from Ashir. "Mom, no swearing. You do it enough in school and with Char anyway..." he sighed again. "Shirax wants me zapped. CN messed around so Ashir is like this, and Vanitas has to obey Shirax or he dies." She lazily waved her hand around to emphasize her point. "I'm screwed if Mom dies..." Ashir whimpered.
