forum Modern/Urban Fantasy Highschool RP. (Closed!!!)

Started May 16, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

tune

I could if you guys want.

The library was nice and quiet, a wonderful place to sleep. Benji picked at his red bracelet, almost ready to fall asleep. He laid his baseball bat in front of him, smiling at the sparkling lights, and went back to studying his ancient runes spellbook.

Cressida walked into the library, hoping to find some information about a rune that Olive had sent her. She scanned the shelves but had no idea where to start looking.

Razz rode on down the long, winding, two and asphalt roads of the small town adjacent the school. He'd decided to do a little sightseeing, maybe pick up a lady, or get into a brawl, but it was time for school.
The first day was usually the best.
He approached the school and came to a stop, parking his 1200 Iron on the sidewalk next to a stop-sign.
Being the out-of-pocket, rebellious little bastard he was he decided this was as good a parking space as any.
He took out the cord and tied his bike to the sign. Next, he strode into school.
"Yeah, this year could be fun." He told himself, stopping to check on a group of acquaintances.

Thatcher strode through the halls, keeping his head lowered as he walked. He was looking down at his schedule with a frown, glancing up every once in a while to look for his locker. He eventually found it, unlocking it and swinging it open. He slung his backpack from his shoulders and set it by his feet. God, he hated leaving his home. He expected that Nalla would be completely restless when he would be gone. He also expected that she would break out of her pen and somehow find her way there. Not that he wouldn’t enjoy the possible chaos, it would simply be so inconvenient. He didn’t have any meat to feed her, and he didn’t need her attacking one of the other students if she got hungry.

Ryan's head was buried in his book of magic spells. He was chanting under his breath, but not actually casting them. He wasn't watching where he was going. He tripped, falling yelling out a spell to catch himself. He gives a breath of relief as he stands again, looking around nervously. Nothing. Ryan's father had decided that he would be sent to school. He had spent most of his life in the dark, not having social interaction, so it was decided. He would leave, and go explore this new school and the world around him. He sighs softly. Social interaction… greeeaaaaat.

"You alright buddy?" Raziel asks the stranger, offering a hand to him.

Ryan looks up, his cheeks blazing Great. Someone saw… "Y-yeah!" I'm fine!" he says nervously, but taking the offered hand. He smiles a little bit, standing.

Raziel gently yanked the other guy up.He
"Oh." He says, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his cargo pants. "Alright.&

He bends down, carefully picking up his spellbook. It was his fathers, and the only thing really, that was precious to him. He holds the book to his chest and smiles at the other, "Thanks. I'm kinda lost and a bit of a clutz…" he says, chuckling softly as he rubs the back of his head nervously.

"Ah." Raziel sighs. "What class are you looking for?" He asks the guy with the Grimoire .

"Alchemy…" He says softly, looking down. He didn't exactly know how to interact, so he was freaking out.

"Oh, in that case, I know where it is." He said. "I can show you if you want." Offered the fallen angel.

Ryan perks, "Really!? Thank you!" He says happily. "I'm not really used to all of this. I've been home schooled my whole life." He says, smiling awkwardly. He fidgets… Home… he already missed it.

"Don't mention it, pal." Raziel said, sauntering off. He looked back at the guy, whose cheeks were practically on fire now.
"You coming or not?" He asks.

He nods, scrambling after the other, "So… what's your name?" he asks after a minute.

"Raziel, and you?" Razz asks, striding along.

"Ryan." he answers, smiling a little bit.

(Precious child…)

(Hah!)
After an awkward silence, the angel spoke.
"…So, you're a magic user, eh?" He asked.

Ryan nods slowly, he had never been open about his gift. The last time he used it, he had been shunned, beatne and bruised by others.

"Oh." Raziel says, taking the hint. "You know, everyone here is pretty open to magic of all kinds."

(Rachel?)

Ryan smiles a bit, "Yeah, thanks…" he whispers. He brushes some hair from his face.

(You can thank crappy autocorrect for that, friend.)
"Here we are!" Raziel said, making room for the stranger, and then walking in himself. "Classrooms are pretty big around here."

Ryan looks around in awe before he nods and smiles, tilting his head(Cutely) to the side. "Thanks!" he says cheerfully. "Um… do you mind… if we could hang out or something after classes?" He asks awkwardly. "I don't really know anyone…"

"Sure, but I actually have this class now!" He said. Alchemy was actually a good first period to have. He took a seat next to a group of vampires, and another magic user.

Ryan wasn't exactly sure where to sit. He bites his lip nervously, scanning for an open seat.

Benji walked into the classroom, nose still buried into a book as he sat down in an empty seat. He kept his baseball bat under his desk and then switched her bracelet from red to black. She set down her book and stuffed it into her book-bag, actually excited for today's alchemy lesson.

Thatcher eventually made his way to class, some sort of alchemy lesson. His fingers occasionally twitched as he stepped into the classroom and slid into an empty seat. He wasn’t fond of not having his scythe in his hand at all times. He felt fidgety and restrained, though he doubted he would be allowed to pull out the large weapon in the middle of the classroom.

Ryan finally sits in the corner, hiding his face with his book. He was so nervous, there were so many people. It scared him half to death.