Angelic Divinity

Schuyler took the sword and had to hold it with two hands in order to keep it up.
"Whoa! That's pretty heavy."
She stepped away from her teacher and tried doing a few thrusts with it, but kept losing balance.
"I don't think this one's for me..."
Schuyler was rather dainty, and had trouble with large objects.

Tristan looked at Jean confused as they entered the room.
"You don't remember? Do they erase your memory when you become a summer girl?"
He walked over and took a seat on the bed. It was fluffy and soft, reminding him of how tired he was.

 

Uriel glowered at Schuyler, her mood had turned foul. "That's why we're training. This isn't about finding a weapon that suits you. It's about being able to fight with whatever is provided. At the moment, the only thing provided to you is this broadsword."

Kiel picked up his sword and set two fingers along the base near the hilt. The hilt tilted towards the ground. "No way can we use swords that are off balanced." He shut his mouth as quickly as he'd opened it and shuffled away from Uriel's glare. "You'll train with it or you'll be thrust into the mortal world without any training and die."

Jean twirled in place and shimmmied. "Not really. It's more like...all the rules and stuff of the Courts that you have to remember replace your memories. Plus...only my bonded angel calls me by name and he liked Jean better than my real name. Oh, Jean's my middle name, by-the-way. So it's not completely out there." She leaned closer to Tristan, "You're kinda cute."

 

Tristan cleared his now dry throat. She had gotten him to blush a little, which is something he rarely did.
"Ah, uh...thanks. you're not too bad yourself. Did you still want to dance?"
He looked around for a radio or some other form of equipment to play music, but didn't see any. Tristan was confused as to how they would dance without any music. Usually something like that would end up uncoordinated and awkward.

Schuyler frowned as she was reprimanded by Uriel. Getting yelled at wasn't something she was used to. In past experience, everyone seemed to love her and things came naturally to her. Being told off by a teacher was not something she cared for in the least bit.
"Yes lady Uriel..."
she lifted up the sword again which was now hurting her arms and continued to try and maneuver with it. It was clear her arms would be extremely sore by the end of class.

Tori stood there giving her best attempts with the weapon. Her mind had wandered elsewhere, making it difficult to hear Uriel's instructions with the sword. She couldn't get her conversation with Kiel out of her head. She was just about to tell him how she felt, but was then rudely interrupted by Schuyler. Tori was also busy thinking about how she never got to talk to Yves about her clothes. She had no possessions at this school other than the outfit she had been wearing for three days. She wasn't the type of person to wear the same thing over and over again, so every morning that she woke up she felt dirty.

 

Gabriel wandered over to the three of them and smiled in his normal carefree way. "Good morning students! My my, Kiel, you're doing well with a sword. Oh, yes, that reminds me...um, Tori. Ah...S-Sanya retrieved your clothing and suitcase from the forest earlier. She placed them in your room. She said I should at least tell you that." He wandered over to Schuyler and stood behind her, helping her support the heavy sword. "Once you gain a bit more strength, you'll be able to use it without such stickiness. Oh and Seraph Kallai will be attending tomorrow. She wanted to provide you with a gift to welcome you into her Court. I'm happy for you, Schuyler."

Regi panted outside the door to the interogation room. Leaving Yves inside was painful, but listening to her cries through the door was even more so. His entire demonic being wanted to go to her aid and tear the angel apart but he reminded himself where his loyalties lie now. "I am a Dark Court Warrior...a Dark Court Warrior...I serve Lord Kyrios. I will not obey the cries of a demon!"

Jean clamored over the bed and wrapped her arms around Tristan's neck. "If I'm not so bad, then...does that mean you don't object to me liking you?" She cuddled him and purred at his warmth.

 

Tori looked up from her sword at the language teacher.
"Oh! Okay, I'll have to find her later to say thank you."
she returned her attention to the broad sword. It was wearing her out, but she was doing well at not showing it.

Schuyler could almost instantly feel the weight of the sword lessening as Gabriel helped her hold it up.
"It's a lot easier this way. I'm not really a fan of big weapons."
She was excited to see kallai the next day, but couldn't get her mind past the fact he'd arms hurt so much. They were going to be very sore in the morning.

Tristan's mind was filling with all sorts of inappropriate thoughts. Guys always had dirty thoughts, but being in a building full of angels made him feel guilty for thinking any of it.
pretty girl...pretty girl that likes me...empty room...comfy bed...pretty girl bonded to an angel
..whatever that means...
"Ah, no. I have no objections. Are you this forward with every guy you meet? Or just ones that are supposed to somehow save the world?"
He turned so that the two of them were facing each other. Tristan's face was only inches from Jean's and he could feel her warm breath lightly touching his skin. Everything inside him was screaming jump her, but he was trying his hardest to restrain himself.

 

Gabriel laughed heartily. "That's good to know. Summer Court angels usually are delicate things."

Uriel commanded everyone to drop their weapons, "Alright...Gabriel, if you would summon a few lighter swords. I'd like to begin with actual stances now." Waving his hand, the broad swords disappeared and in their places were thinner, lighter versions.

Jean touched her nose to his and smiled, "That's what Kallai says about us. Being a Summer Girl is fun. If you were apart of the Summer Court, we could have lots of fun." Jean scratched her head, causing sparkles to rain down onto the bed and frowned, "Whoops...I suppose all the sparkles from last nights party hasn't come out. Oh, y'know what? You must be tired. Didn't that big, scary Seraph say you were supposed to sleep?"

 

Sora did as he was instructed and exchanged his weapon for a regualr sword that slightly resembled his own. This'll work out perfectly.

Since Shane's specialty was in giant weapons, he picked up a shortsword instead. "Guess this will have to do."

"That wasn't what I meant, I didn't even know they called you that." Allen replied. That much was true since he didn't really care to keep up with all the rumors and other stuff that went around the school.

 

{ooc: sorry for the delay. my phone has been dumb every time i've tried to post. at the library now, so it'll actually get on the page.}

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schuyler looked up at the professor a bit angrily.
"i'm not delicate."
she would never admit it aloud, but the change in sword weights felt incredible. her arms were going to be in a tremendous amount of pain in the morning and she was not looking forward to it. schuyler was more about agility, so big heavy swords clashed with how she functioned.

tristan eyed the glitter all over the bed and couldn't help but stare at what had fallen on jean's body. the sparkles on her skin made her that much more attractive and he couldn't help but check her out.
"yeah, but it'll be hard to sleep with the bed now covered in glitter..."
sitting there on the soft white comforter reminded him of just how tired her truly was. a small yawn escaped his lips as he stood to try and clear away some of the glitter.

giselle continued to pick at her food, not really interested in eating any of it.
"whatever, it's not like a really care. if people don't want to sit with me or be friends why should i care? i like spending time in the woods behind my house. not gonna stop because it makes people talk."
she sighed as she picked up her bag, making room for it on the table. giselle pulled out a notebook and the set her bag back down on the floor.

 

Gabriel gave her a surprised lift of his eyebrows and chuckled, "Ah, alas, the famed temper of the Summer Court is still instilled within even it's newest members. Fear not, young Schuyler, for you need not be strong of body to last. Summer is nearly over soon and then comes the Winter. Kallai will be ever more careful of her fledglings. You...will be strong enough to withstand the trials of the Winter and your duties of protecting a human."

Jean smiled and jumped off his bed, clamoring onto Tristan's personal space. "So you're going to save the world, huh? Cool...I wish I had that future. But being a Summer Girl is all that my future holds and I like it that way." She nuzzled her way so she was clinging to his chest, "You like me. My bonded angel didn't say anything about not enjoying other humans' company."

Kiel was tired. He felt his energy drain and eventually dropped his sword. "Pick up your sword Zadkiel. You must persevere even if you are tired beyond your abilities to maintain a composed expression." Kiel sighed, but when he tried to bend down and pick it up, the ribbon on his upper arm burned with a fury and made him recoil. The ribbon on Tori's wrist burned the same as Seraph Yves choked under Lulu's frightfully strong grip.

Lulu's knives dug into Yves' skin and held him pinned to the ground. Regi, lay unconscious outside the door, his exertion from trying to remain stoic and calm draining him. "Now die where you lie, filthy angel! You will never send me back to the Pits of Hell! I will make you writhe and scream in agony as your angelic pride is destroyed and your body is ripped to shreds!"

Usagi, the little white rabbit holding a sunflower floated down and bonked into the window of the cafeteria closest to Giselle.

 

schuyler was rather confused when gabriel spoke to her. the best she could muster up for a response was an "okay." before she really had a chance to say anything else, she heard the pained voices of kiel and tori. at first schuyler thought it was from the swordplay, that was until she saw the swords on the ground.

tori felt the burning pain coming from the ribbon almost immediately. the sword in her hand clamored to the ground as she grabbed her wrist, squeezing the ribbon between her fingers. her face contorted in pain as she noticed kiel was experiencing what was probably the same thing.
"ow! ow! it burns! why is it burning?!"
tears started to slowly pour out of her eyes, streaking her face in water. the burning was excruciating and it showed.

tristan felt the warmth of jean's body as she nuzzled up next to him. his face grew hot as he started to blush a little.
"r-really? well...that's good."
he had to clear his throat as it quickly started to dry out. tristan could feel his heart starting to race as he wrapped his arms around jean's body. he stared down at her and couldn't help but catch a whiff of her hair.

giselle started choking on a piece of ravioli as she caught sight of the rabbit floating on the other side of the window. it took a few tries for her to finally get it down, but for a brief moment she wasn't sure if she was going to make it. her eyes didn't leave the window as she spoke quickly to allen.
"do...do you see that? i'm not crazy am i?"
she couldn't believe what was in front of her and hoped it wasn't an illusion.

 

"Yeah, I see it too." Allen replied as he rubbed his eye to make sure he was actually seeing the white rabbit. Once he moved his hand away from his face, the white rabbit was still there. So I'm not seeing things.

 

giselle turned slowly to face allen. she wasn't really sure what to do, but figured this meant going outside to check it out. she had this feeling eating away at her that going outside meant something bad was about to happen, but she tried to ignore it as she stood up.
"i'm going to check it out. do you want to come with?"
she picked up her bag as she emptied her tray out into the garbage. giselle gave another quick glance out the window to make sure that the rabbit hadn't disappeared.

 

"Sure." Allen replied as he got up from his seat and threw away his food in the nearest trash can.

 

giselle walked out of the cafeteria towards the towards the doors leading outside of the school. Her heart was pounding as they approached the rabbit along the side of the building.
"are you freaking out too? My heart is racing."

 

Uriel and Gabriel exchanged glances, "Search the permimeter! Find Lord Amittai!" Kiel gripped his arm and moved toward the doors, "Tori, with me!"

Usagi twirled in place and waved the sunflower. Suddenly a mechanical claw reached out of the bushes and snatched the floating rabbit. The little creature didn't even react as it was pulled into the bushes and a man with horribly matted black hair and a body suit with glowing blue lines running along it. "Alright! I've captured the rabbit! Now...lets see...huh?" The man faultered when the rabbit wiggled and popped out of his grip.

Yves' vision blurred, "They...mustn't....be harmed..." Lulu's green eyes glowed and shifted to red and she grinned as she squeezed harder.

Jean stood on her tip-toes, leaning forwards.

 

Tori followed after Kiel in pain. She continued to hold her wrist as she moved closer to him.
"What's going on? Kiel, ow, where are we going?"
The pain in her wrist was excruciating. Tori thought about ripping the ribbon off, but knew that wouldn't be a wise choice.

giselle jumped when the claw came flying out at the rabbit. She thought it was a goner until it came floating back.
"What?! What just happened? Hey, who's out there? Show yourself!"

Tristan leaned in to kiss Jean, but hesitated at the last minute.
"Are you sure you want to do this? You're not going to get in trouble are you?"
He really did want to kiss her. She was gorgeous and rather upbeat. Both great qualities. He just didn't want to face the wrath of an angel. He could tell they were not the type of people to piss off.

 

Kiel shoved his way into the dining hall, "I think...Yves is dying... We have to find him!"

Usagi floated around urgently waving the sunflower.

The man poked his head out of the bushes and blankly stared at Giselle and Allen, "And you're supposed to be? Oh! Hey, that's my prey!"

Jean spread her fingers over Tristan's cheeks, "It's no trouble at all."

Yves released a burst of blue energy. It swathed around like water in the small area, knocking Lulu backwards. Turning, she fled in a swirl of black skirts and hair. Lulu fled up the stairs rapidly, only stopping to narrow her green eyes on Kiel and Tori as she drew out her fan and slid the knives out from hiding within the fan's thin layers.

 

Tori tried to ignore the burning in her wrist long enough to help the seraph. She wasn't going to let him die. He saved her life, now it was time for her to repay the favor.
"Don't let her touch you! She has rattlesnake venom on her nails. If she scratches you you're dead."
She watched as the fan spread, revealing knives between the folds. there wasn't really much in the dining hall at this time to use for a shield, but she did manage to find a stray plate. It obviously didn't make it's way back to the kitchen so she hurried over to it.

Tristan's face was burning where Jean's fingers touched him. His heart was beating so fast he was sure the entire world could hear it at that moment. Without giving it another thought, he leaned down the extra inch so that his lips finally made contact with her's.

Giselle took an uncomfortable step backwards. She couldn't have been more right about the dangers of going outside.
"Your prey? What's that supposed to mean?"
She almost walked right into the bunny. If she hadn't stopped she would have hit him.

 

Kiel watched Lulu's dress sway as she shuffled to the right of him and he slid out his pocket knife from his back pocket. "As pretty as you are, you're a bad girl. Bad girls should be punished shouldn't they?"

Lulu's green eyes darted to Tori, "I hadn't realized I was so famous. It's only reasonable seeing as I am one of the more beautiful women here." she smirked and shot Tori a pointed look, "You two...should really be more concerned about your Master, shouldn't you? As a Seraph dies, a galaxy will implode. One Seraph dead will disturb the delicate balance of the universe and my Master will ressurect the ultimate Master of all times!"

Kiel growled, "That's enough outta you!" Rushing forwards, Kiel met Lulu head on and yanked the fan out of her hands. Closing it into a concentrated single knife point, he thrust it forwards, scraping her bare shoulder. Lulu yelped, grabbed his face and yanked his head to the side. Snarling, Lulu opened her mouth, baring long fangs and serrated teeth.

Jean wrapped her fingers in his hair.

The rabbit waved the flower one last time before holding it close to Giselle's chest and the flower flew into her body with a soft 'shoop' sound. "Beware Nero the Sable! Child of Evangelion, keep your distance from the spawns of Demise. Flee and run to the safety of the red coat!" the loud, commanding voice of the Lord pleaded with Giselle in the pre-recorded message.

Genesis resented his job by now. He cautiously and gently prodded his shoulder as he walked around the school, simply watching the permimeter.

 

Tori watched as Lulu appeared to be ready to bite Kiel. She wanted to go look for Yves, but refused to leave another person behind to fight a demon. Not after what happened last time. Tori gave a silent prayer that Yves would make it long enough for help to arrive. She could tell that probably wouldn't happen, because the burning from the ribbon was intensifying. Tori held the plate tight between her fingers as she rushed up behind Lulu and smashed the plate into the back of her head.

Tristan entwined his fingers in Jean's hair as well. He gave a light tug as he tried pulling her closer. He hadn't kissed anyone in awhile, but something felt different here. Almost magical. Kissing Jean felt better than anyone he had ever been with.

The voice was overpowering. Giselle didn't just hear it in her ears, she could feel it throughout her body. She backed away more quickly now, grabbing Allen's hand as she turned to run.
"I don't know who the red coat is!"
She felt silly shouting at the air as she ran. Giselle had know clue who that voice belonged to, and it terrified her. The fact that the voice came from within her body rather than outside, was an impossible concept to grasp.