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Ares noticed the redness of Ludwig’s face
“Ludwig…nice name” Ares said as he shook the others hand. He dropped the hold and looked around
“So …do you live here too..be kinda nice to have a friend since I am usually not too good with people unless they are dead or undead and I am going to go ahead and assume that you are neither”
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Ares let out a very soft laugh which was rather rare he was usually very stoic and cold but it seemed being in a place where he wasn’t “weird” or “abnormal” seemed to soften him a bit.
“My deepest sympathies”
He joked and held out his hand only to see that the other hand his hands full
“I’m Ares and you are…..apparently a good looking German man”
The Necromancer smiled again…ok being friendly wasn’t all that hard. The other male didn’t seem to mind his presence and he certainly didn’t make him feel insecure about his appearance. Having two different colored eyes often warranted a “what’s wrong with you” response.
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Ares was on his way back to the cafeteria when he could hear the loud chuckle and rambunctious German like accent coming from the distance. He stopped watching the loud silver haired male leaving. Ares looked at tall blonde man that he had never seen before but he figured in the spirit of making new friends he may as well try and make one.
“Relative of yours?”
He asked as he stood behind the blonde male.He had caught the whole “Virgin” talk and he could only imagine what it was like to have a loud mouth relative that insisted on public embarrassment. He wasn’t the most social person but he was sure that announcing ones sexual status was probably not the smartest or nicest thing to do at a school where anyone could hear
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He kinda felt bad for asking a question like that but he was overly curious “Sorry to hear…I can’t imagine what that must be like….thanks again for talking to me. I’m sure your probably busy” Ares gave a soft smile and headed towards the office door “Oh and hey if you feel like chatting or whatever I’m around, Sir”
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“Thanks for talking to me” Ares said and stood from the chair that he sat in “I’m not one of those bastards that summon the dead to fight for me and I would never keep one around for my own amusement. I find the living far more interesting” he gave a brief smile “Just out of curiosity….’ he paused for a moment looking at his own hands then back at Godal “How is it that you’ve come to be so wise when it comes to death?”
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Ares accepted Godal’s invitation and entered the office he took around the room for a brief second and then found an empty seat “Where do I begin?…” He sighed and ran his fingers through his long white hair “I was burned at the stake during an era in which that is what happened to witches…I didn’t really know any different back then” He paused and looked down at his hands and tightened them to fists it was hard to believe that even now that still pissed him off knowing what happened to him “I don’t know why but even after I was nothing but a pile of bones I somehow regenerated and continued to exist. I don’t bring back the dead because people grieve for the departed I am not that compassionate. But as someone who did die I somewhat understand the want to finish what I never got to finish, I was still a teenager….I had a life to live” Ares looked back at Godal. “I don’t do this for other people. I don’t do it so they can spend one more moment with the departed….I do it because…..Nobody should die without the peace of knowing they did something they believed they should have…I didn’t ask for this” He words drew longer pauses as he thought about it. It was the first time he had actually thought about what he was doing and why he did what he did.
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Name: Dex Vixen
Age: 32Gender: Male
Race: Human
Abilities/Skills/Strengths: Demonology, Master of the Dark Arts, Exorcist
Appearance: Dex has shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes that could almost be mistaken as black. He usually wears dark sunglasses to cover them up. Dex is 6’2 with a muscular build (all that chasing around demons) He is covered in many scars and tattoos that he has received from all over the world. He always looks rather scruffy and his clothes usually consist of some band t-shirt and a pair of black jeans
Personality: Dex is very laid back even when facing death. He has a twisted sense of humor and is known for sleeping with anything that is human and of legal age. Despite being very intelligent Dex often plays stupid. When dealing with specific demons he does occasionally take his job seriously but he fears pretty much nothing.Habits: Smokes a lot, drinks a lot
Background: Dex grew up in a country town with his mother and father. He first became aware of his ability to not only see demons but have some sort of control over then when he was five and his mother became possessed. He grew up sensing where demons were and soon enough was able to gain knowledge on just about every demon that had been written about. Dex decided to use his abilities for good and at twenty five started to run his own operation in his home where he hired others like him to try and save the world from evil
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Ares looked up at Godal when he spoke then watched as the man walked away. He thought briefly to himself for a moment an got up following the man that he had remembered with the ties and a lot to say. Ares stood at the door and knocked a few times “What did you mean by that?” He questioned through the outside. He didn’t ask for these gifts, he certainly paid the price for having him but if anything he needed someone on his side and if this man had any wise words or advice he was going to take them.
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Kaetilvi wiped the sweat of her brow as she sheathed her fathers sword back into the animal skin hold that rested by her hip. No matter how hot or cold it was she refused to miss a day of training, her promise always there in the back of her mind. She was fearless and while women of her age should have been wed with children by now she simply lived for battle. Her green eyes traced over the near-by village that had been rebuilt countless times. It was filled with others like her, men and women with brave hearts. She was right at home despite losing her family members but that was how war and raids usually ended in death. She gave a soft smile and started back towards the village to get some food and something to drink. Kaetilvi was yet to make any friends she was so used to doing everything alone that she had forgotten how to be social but usually a few pints of mead would sort out that issue. “Tonight, I rest” She mumbled to her self as she approached the village, passing a few large men with their own weapons and having a good laugh about something. She liked Viking men, their bravery and guts she was lucky she was seen as their equal and she was respected this was a good time to be a female warrior.
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name- Kaito Kuchiki
Age- appears to be about 20 is actually 200 years old
Race- Soul Reaper/Shinigami
Affiliation- The Soul Society, Gotei 13
Relationships- Family: Parents- Byakuya Kuchiki & Renji Abarai, Siblings- none, Spouse- none
Height: 6’0
Weight: 180 pounds
Appearance: Kaito Kuchiki is almost the splitting image of his father Byakuya the only difference is his eyes which he takes after Renji. He has much longer straight black hair but otherwise it’s hard to tell the two apart. Kaito wears his uniform with the sleeves rolled up to his shoulders and a light blue obi around the waist. He wears full length white tekko as a sign of his heritage
Personality: Kaito is a very outgoing and friendly individual. He is very intelligent and patient. Kaito avoids causing harm where ever possible but he is more deadly with Kido then with his blade. He is a very proud Kuchiki so much so he will take an instant disliking to anyone that sullies his family name.
Likes: Sticky rice balls, bananas, bean cakes, sleepin in a hammock outside and winter/snow
Dislikes: anything spicy, dogs and the color brown
Position: Third seat of division six
Shikai: Mizu no hogo-Sha
Bankai: Mizu no tenshi
Abilities: Shun’po and Kido master
Sword release command: Evaporate
Zanpakuto appearance: a long thin blade with a light blue hilt. There are a pair of bronze wings at the base of the blade. Attached to the tip of the hilt are two long stings of the same blue each with a small orb shaped medallion that holds water from the Kuchiki pond that has been there for thousands of years
Zanpakuto Spirit: Mizu no hogo-Sha appears as a prince like regal young man. He wears a long white coat with a matching reapers uniform all embroiled with a blue wave like pattern. His hair is a long light blue which is kept in a high pony tail. His true face can’t be seen as it’s covered with a plain white mask with a single tear drop on the right cheek only the piercing dark blue eyes can be seen through the masks cut out eyes.
Backstory: Kaito was one of the first “super shinigami” to be created. He was created in the labs of division 12 using both Byakuya’s and Renji’s DNA. He was kept in an artificial womb where he was constantly kept under watch. He was one of the only three out of twelve that had survived. Once he was “born” Byakuya and Renji had taken full custody of him and raised him as any child would be raised. Kaito is aware of how he was created and bought into the world but he has an undying affection and loyalty to his parents
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Ares had continued to walk until he heard the sounds of quite a few talking. He wasn’t sure that this was such a good idea but if he wanted to get through this in the easiest way possible he had at least attempt to be sociable. The Necromancer followed the sounds of the various voices noticing that everyone was at lunch. Now came an even bigger dilemma, where the hell was he going to sit and what the hell was he going to say “Hi I’m Ares Stone, do you have someone dead you want me to bring back?” …..No he didn’t think so. He looked around and found a quiet place alone more so that he could observe to try and find if there was someone that would appeal to him. Although he was expecting one of the dead/undead to notice him, they were usually attracted to him like a magnet to aluminum. “This was a mistake…” he mumbled to himself as he looked around the room.
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Age: 19
Name: Kætilví (Kat-ill-Vee) Ingigærðr (Ing-Gerd)
Job: Sheild Maiden/ Warrior
Kætilví was the middle child of three. Her mother had passed away during childbirth of her younger sister. Kætilví was raised by her father and older brother until her family perished during a raid of their village. She took possession of her fathers sword and swore to become a warrior. At 18 she came under servitude of the Earl and continues to risk her life in battle. Kætilví is very stubborn and determined but she is also rather happy but get on her bad side and one would wish they hadn’t. Kætilví is 5’8, lean body but with toned muscles. He had long golden blonde slightly scruffy hair that is always kept down with two braids at the side and pulled to the back. She never wears armor going into battle but is ruthless and will stop at nothing to win. She has reach an age where she is supposed to be wed and bare children but she refuses to give up her warrior life.
Family: Older brother, younger sister and Father- Deceased, murdered during a raid on their village
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“Ugly fucking thing…” Ares Stone looked at the tie he had collected and made his way to…somewhere. It was no surprise to him that he had been avoided like the plague so far. He was a very hard…being to get accustomed to. He really had no idea what he was doing here but this was the only place he had left to go where he would hopefully not be burned at the stake again. He was a necromancer not a witch and the sooner people realized that, the better. Ares continued to walk until he found the dormitory rooms. He was going to be calling this school home but he really had no other choice but to be here. Ares found a vacant room and tossed his small bag with very few possessions in it. Now time to make friends… he scoffed and laughed at himself and shook his head, yeah right the only things that found comfort in him was anything dead since he was the reason they were bought back. He had lost track of the amount of humans he had given another life too. Ares left the room and started to roam the halls…he had no idea how to do this hell even raising a God from the dead was easier then this.
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Ares Stone-Necromancer
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Name: Ares Stone
Age: Looks 18 (Roughly 210)
Gender: Male
appearance: 5’10, 170 pounds, lean but toned. Ares has long silver colored hair that reaches the bottom of his spine. The ends are bound with a crimson colored ribbon the has two bells on the end. He has black polish on his fingers and often wears long leaves to cover up his arms which are completely covered in tattoo’s most of which are spells/summons for the dead.
Gift or Talent (Power, Demon, Animal person etc.): Can raise and control the dead, body regeneration
Back story: Ares had been born in a time were anyone that was accused of being a witch or a warlock they were burned at the stake. Ares grew up in a poor family with an abusive father he knew he became aware of his ability when he found a dead bird outside his families shack. He had held the bird and after concentrating on hearing a heart beat he had bought it back to life. He continued to develop his abilities and soon was able to bring back humans including those who had been dead for quite some time. When his powers were discovered he was captured and burned at the stake however even after he was nothing but bones his body was able to regenerate and he rose again. He realized he would never be able to exist in a human world and when he heard about the school he enrolled himself.
Live in the school: Yes or No (Yes)
Other: Personality- Ares seems rather rude and impassive most of the time. He finds people insincere most of the time so it would take a very patient person to break through his cold exterior. He is rather sarcastic being but he is also very funny and will make jokes without even noticing he is doing so </span>