Angelic Divinity

Zadkiel looked over James carefully as if he were gauging something about the other boy and smirked. "Zadkiel...though I'd rather just be called Kiel." He was never good at greetings, but since the boy had approached him, he thought a name would suffice. He rolled over James' other question in his head and shook his head, "Haven't seen any girls around. Well, except for the teacher. Did you see her wings? Those things are huge!" He was rather impressed by such a small woman with such large angelic prowess. "Hey, James....you see that guy with the black?" he pointed to Ren who still stood scowling at the blase girls who'd gathered near him and the gates. "I'm sure he's seen everyone. I'll bet you ten bucks that guy snaps on his first class." Kiel grinned for the first time since arriving.

Ren and Gabriel fended back the young teen girls who thought Ren was rather 'sexy' and thought he was a student. With Gabriel standing beside him, it didn't help his case since Gabriel was at least a foot taller than the black/blue haired angel. "You know...you could just follow Uriel. I can handle opening the gates." Gabriel was shocked. Ren didn't like to do anything, let alone deal with people. He liked to test them, not converse. "If that's what you want Ren....just be careful. I worry about you and all these girls around." Ren shot him a cold glare with his yellow eyes and Gabriel backed away, grinning. "Fine, fine...have it your way." he fled into the school after Uriel.

Ren Laehpar ground his teeth and touched a gloved hand to the gate, his magic amplified his voice so everyone could hear, "Attencion! The Sa'Kage Acadamy is now open for students. Turn in your registration forms at the office and continue to your dorms. Dorm rooms will be listed in the Mess Hall. Get to sleep early for classes start as early as you were informed of. Breakfast is provided from 5 to first period. Any later and you'll have to starve. Merci." he finished lamely and swung open the large silver gates and proceeded into the school.

 

Name: Jegudiel Judge
Age: unknown
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt88/Akua-WaterDragonKing/Decorated images/Yaoi_angels.jpg
Powers: Water, Light, Master Defending type Magics
Side: Light
Personality: Calm, likes to encourage the students
Bio: Unknown (Atleast for now)
Subject taught: Science

Here you go Twilight_Nobody ^_^

 

OOC: Awsomeness.

 

James looked over at who Kiel was talking about. "Deal," he said with a small smile. He extended his hand. "Let's shake on it."Ok, so no girls except for the teacher. Whatever, Diane will show up soon... I hope... He looked over at the teacher. "Huh, those wings are huge. Wonder how well she can fly though..."

 

Unad walked forwrd into the school,looking warily at all the other students.
Great just what I need...annoying people she thought to herself,before clicking her fingers and summoning a small flame.
At least I have my fire

 

A male angel with semi-short cut, royal blue hair, light blue eyes, wearing a dark navy blue business suite, and carrying a brief case that was dark brown. landed at the front of the gates. His wings were the same colour as his suite but lines of gold outlined those dark navy wings, along with a few gold feathers that mixed with the normal blue ones. The wings then folded back into there normal position. The man looked up with a smile. "Sorry, I'm late. Got half way and then realized I forgot my brief case." He put the case down, and a 'slam' noise came from just the sheer weight of the case. Then angel stretched his arms, legs out, along with his wings again which then folded back once more . He looked at all the students and smiled again, and grabbed his brief case, and headed inside along with everyone else. 'Well, this certainly is going to be a good year. I can feel it in the air and in the essence of all these new trainees, just waiting to learn!' Jegudiel Judge said to himself as he continued to walk into the castle.

 

Sora started to walk into the acadamy when the gate opened. Dorms huh, wonder if we get roommates or not He thought heading for the mess hall.
If breakfeast starts at five, what time does class start?

 

Kiel shook his head, smirking and walking toward the school, "Well then...I suppose the classes here will be all about...what, being cold, flying and fighting? Ha!" he laughed quietly to himself as a cold resentment settled in his gray eyes. "Come James...we'll pray a few girls turn up throughout the day and tomorrow."

Ren watched Jeguiel and eyed his briefcase with curious yellow eyes. His fingers played with the skull and bone bracelet he wore around his right wrist, "What did you bring? Bricks? I didn't know you taught with such a firm disipline." Gabriel laughed, his white wings lifting slightly. "Now Ren, I'm sure Jeguiel has a good reason for packing....bricks is it?"

 

Jegudiel, turned towards the other teachers, and walked over. "Bricks? In this? For discipline? Oh Heavens no! You know me better then that Ren. These are all the semesters. Work, test, essay assignments, homework, projects and what not. I just used a few simple compressing spells using my Light abilities from the Magic teacher here. If I didn't I would have brought a LOT more then this little thing." Jegudiel laugh a little as he once again, put the case down with a crash. "But boy does it it take it out on your arm. They seem little and easy to lifted but there mass never changed. Do the Math right and you get about..... almost 422.09 pounds of papers. " he said as he lifted and stretched his right arm in circular motions.

 

Ren winced and Gabriel laughed again. Gabriel shifted away from them and waved gayly, "Alrighty then~! I'll catch you all later. Hey Ren, it's been a while since school actually took place I'm sure Jegudiel here has forgotten where his class is and living space on campus. Just...go through the works and I'll be back later." he ran off. Ren sighed, his midnight blue wings shifted irritably. "It hasn't changed....second floor...third door on the right is your classroom.... Living space...as Gabe called it....same as always. Northern tower of the Acadamy is ours....top floor is Uriel, Basement is mine, Gabe has first floor.... The students are in the Southern Tower and the girls are in the Westren...hmm, shouldn't be too difficult. Tomorrow if you'd like, I'll take you around and show you the layout."

 

"Yeah," James told Kiel,"What fun is school with no girls?" Suddenly, a voice spoke in his head. You are here to recruit dark agents! The Angel of Death told James through thought. Relax, James thought back, This guy will help me. I have him under my wing

 

"Well Gab is right. I've been doing so much research and field work. So I forgot most of the place, but I do remember the Northern Tower a little." Jegudiel said to Ren as he picked up his case again. "Sure, seeing the School would be fun. Memories of teaching students both good and bad should be a funny experience. Don't you agree?"

 

Ren grunted in agreement. He didn't like to socialize even with teachers. He led Jegudiel into the school with the students and grumbled to himself as they stared curiously at his clothes and jewelry made either of pure metal or bones. His yellow eyes flicked through the students, striking fear into them, but he kept his posture relaxed so they didn't run in panic. Ren stopped and flicked his hair out of his eyes, causing a few girls to stop and giggle quietly in a crowd. He guestured to a door and held it open, "This is yours. I'd rather stay here for a while if you don't mind....young girls give me the creeps." he rubbed his forehead and his wings brushed against the edge of the chalkboard and a desk in irritation.

Gabriel laughed heartily as he watched Kiel and James and overheard their conversation. Even the bit in James' head. He smiled at James, though a glimmer in his dark blue eyes hinted that he was somehow aquainted with the Angel of Death. "Well then...I see you two are ready for school to start. Very good!"

Kiel stared at Gabriel with surprise and yet a quiet awe. "You're one of our teachers...right? What on earth could you teach us that we don't know already?" he scoffed and Gabriel grinned like a little boy in a candy shop, "I'm sure you don't know how to fly...or about your powers." Kiel's expression dropped, "Powers....."

OOC: Sorry I've been gone so long everyone! I've been sick this past week and now i'm better! Let the fun continue!

 

James looked at Kiel and Gabriel. "Powers huh?" He thought for a moment. Why had his powers not shown themselves yet? Was he not strong enough? This was what bothered him the most. He looked up at Gabriel. "Well, I can fly (just not very expertly)" He told him with a small smile on his face.

 

ooc: Your fine! We all understand. It happens to all of us at one point or another. ^_^

bic: "Thats fine," Jegudiel said as he put his brief case on the table with a giant thud. He then opened it. Thousands of tiny little papers and folders, along with posters. Jegudiel pointed his right hand, pointing finger at the papers and folders. "Επιστροφή στο αρχικό του σχήμα χιλ." he said the spell in Greek, golden light shot from his finger and onto the papers. The papers and folders quickly poured and expanded from the brief case and neatly piled themselves around the room. Quickly filling every space possible. The posters hung themselves up and folders went into the filing cabinets. "There, all done with the papers." Jegudiel said with a smile. "Now the clothes..."

 

Where are the dorms? Unad thought,looking around with a confused expression on her face.
"This place is huge" she said out out,looking around

 

Ren watched without expression. He'd seen the spell often enough. Teaching history did that to a man. "Right....and you teach...?" He scowled to himself for not remembering. He guessed his memory was going with his age.

Gabriel grinned at the boy and laughed lightly, "I'm glad you belive you can fly well enough. But still...save your energy for the end of the day. We have a guest coming to teach you all how to fly." he suppressed a shiver at the memory of the Seraphim of the High Court that taught young angels how to fly.

The other students flocked together and inside the school, and unnamed teacher stood directing them toward the dorms and pairing some together. Each person would get their own rooms.

Uriel sat quietly in the presence of the messanger of the Seraphim and listened to his quiet song-message. The Seraphim would visit at the end of today. If he didn't find what he was looking for in this years students....the school would be destroyed for a decade and rebuilt just as easily. Having hidden her wings again, Uriel shifted in her seat uncomfortably. "And the destiny has been written already in the Book of Enoch?" A nod and Uriel stood slowly, "Then there is nothing I can do. The students must protect themselves at an early stage."

 

Gregory sighed. They may think they can boss me around for now, but the time shall come...i'll show them. I'll show them all Gregory thought bitterly. Despite his dark thoughts, he proceeded towards the room, a hateful glare in his eyes. He chuckled slightly as he walked, thinking of all the possibilities.

 

Is it too late to join?
Name: Pius "Pete" Parker
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Black hair with neon green highlights (click to see hair style), plain black t-shirt with tiny strange symbols on the sleeves in white. Baggy denim jeans, no shoes or socks since he walks around barefoot. About 5' 10" and slightly scrawny. Neon green wings.
Tattoo on his right arm around his bicep (click to see), has one ring on each finger of each hand, all made of steel also having strange symbols engraved into it.
Powers: Fire
Side: Dark
Personality: Doesn't get angry easily (you have to try really hard to get him angry), sarcastic, kind, caring but doesn't show it, laid back, the last thing from shy, secretly has low self esteem.
Bio: Pete grew up with his parents and seven other siblings, but Pete's parents had no interest for him, only his six older siblings. But he had a little brother, Ace, that he loved a lot, that was just like him. They were only apart by 10 months, and were as close as peas in a pod. They shared a room, and Ace was Pete's only friend, since Pete was hated by everybody else for no reason. When Pete was 12 and Ace was 10 one night Pete heard moaning coming from the bunk bead below him. Pete jumped off his bed, and found Ace laying in his bed trembling insanely and as white as a ghost. Pete screamed and called for his parents, any of his siblings that didn't leave for college, but he had no reply. He knelt down next to Ace's bed, praying to who knows. After what felt like forever (even though it was only a few minutes) Ace looked at Pete, absolutely terrified. He shouted "Who am I? WHO AM I!" and he never spoke again. The second Ace stopped moving, his body looking as though it was frozen, it really hadn't hit Pete yet. Pete sat there the rest of the night, frozen and staring at Ace's dead body. Then once the first ray of sun shone through the windows Pete's eye opened wide, and he sobbed. Nobody bothered to check up on him, to even know why they weren't there for breakfast..or lunch. Once Pete got a hold of himself he had quietly grabbed a suitcase type of thing and stuffed several things he valued in there, and without a word he looked at his brother one last time, and as he looked at his hand Pete could've sworn he heard Ace talking to him, Take my lucky ring! so Pete, with a shaking hand, picked up the ring and put it on his right hand ring finger, giving his dead brother a kiss on the forehead and then jumping out the window, never to be seen by his siblings and parents again.
Pete traveled from town to town for years, stealing food and water, and sometimes rings that were similar, or exactly alike, to the one from Ace, then moving to the next. He slept under overhangs, and if it was a nice night he slept in an alley. Then one day he awoke in a morning, and suddenly he had wings on his back. Pete considered this both a gift and a sin. He immediately, and sadly, adapted to his wings in a matter of days. Flying was both his favorite and worst. It drained his energy, was the thrill of a life time, and reminded him of Ace for some strange reason. Pete [extremely recently] stumbled upon the academy, knowing it would probably be best for him.

 

ooc: It's never too late and I do so enjoy the story. Accepted!