Ludwig sparkleparty Beilschmidt
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“Vell I can stitch ze vound but it’s going to hurt like hell” he said as he assessed the damage. He pulled some alcohol from his kit and started to clean it.
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Ludwig hurried off to the main wreckage and squeezed inside so he could find where their luggage was. It took some time but he finally found the luggage hold and a little longer after that his travel pack. He carried it with him back to the girl who was trapped in her seat. Once there he knelt and rummaged through his bag, pulling out the kit. He pulled out a pair of scissors and cut the seat belt, getting the seat off of her.
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“Okay okay calm down, panicking von’t help, I have a medical kit, let me go find it und I’ll help you alright; just keep calm und breaze” he told her “Can you do zat?”.
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Ludwig slowly opened his eyes, groaning as the world around him spun. His head hurt, his body hurt, and he felt more nauseous than he’s ever been before. “Oh god” he moaned “Vhat hit me?”. When he felt like he wouldn’t throw up just from moving he lifted his head and looked around himself. He hazily remembered the flight he had been on and he noticed the wreckage all around him as well as the people that were injured and scattered about. He hears a scream not to far off and he pushes himself unsteadily to his feet. He followed the screaming, stumbling every so often. He finally reaches the girl screaming about her belt. “Are you alright?” he asks as he knelt beside Irja.
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Age: 22
Gender: male
Name: Ludwig Beilschmidt
Looks: blond slicked back hair, blue eyes, 5 ft 11 in. Currently wearing a black t-shirt, cargo pants, military boots, and his dog tags.
Backstory: comes from a military home, joined the military right after finishing high school. He is being transferred to a new station when the plane crashes.
Personality: a strict no nonsense guy who does everything by the books. If something happens that cant be solved by the books he gets a bit twitchy and on edge. He gets uncomfortable when around women in a relaxed setting because he doesn’t know how to proceed.
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Grimmjow stood leaning against a wall as he waited for his fight. He glared at everyone that passed by him, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword was enough of a warning to keep away most of the idiot rats that scurried around this dump.
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Name: Grimmjow
Gender: Male
Height: 6’1″
Weight: 176 lbs
Description: Blue hair, blue eyes, turquoise tattoos near his eyes, a gothic six tattoo on his back, a large grin with sharp white teeth, a piercing in his left ear and his tongue
Armour: leather guards on his arms and legs, leather fingerless gloves on his hands, and a leather vest around his torso
Weapon of choice: a long sword and two daggers
Extra: forever holds grudges against people who looks down on him, often picked fights to show who’s top cat before he was nabbed off the street, Sarcasm is his language of choice and so is cussing. His sanity is also slightly questionable
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He made his way to the office and got his schedule from the bitchy secretary that was giving him a dirty look. After that he went to find his locker and threw all his crap into it “tch I haven’t even been here 10 minutes and this place already bites”. He grabbed a pen and notebook then went to find whatever damn class he had at the moment.
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Grimmjow sneered as he stalked through the front doors of his new highschool, still pissed he had to leave his old one behind. “I fuckin liked my old school, the hell do I have to come to this shit hole for” he growled, throwing a kick at one of the walls then continuing on down the hallway. His mom made them move from his old home town in the hopes that there was less of a chance of Grimmjow falling in with the wrong crowd considering his last school was full of delinquents and gangs, Grimmjow himself being in one of those gangs. The decision had been made after his mom bailed him out of jail, the gang getting caught doing something stupid.
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Name: Grimmjow Jaeggerjaques
Age: 18
Description: Blue hair, blue eyes, turquoise tattoos near his eyes, a gothic six tattoo on his back, a large grin with sharp white teeth, 6’1″, a piercing in his left ear and his tongue
Wearing: Black shirt that says “wine me, dine me, 69 me”, white jacket with black collar and cuffs, two white belts slanted on his hips, black jeans, white sneakers, gold chain around his neck.
Extra: forever holds grudges against people who looks down on him, often picks fights to show who’s top cat, half of everything he says is a curse words
Schedule:
Period 1: English
Period 2: History
Period 3: science
Period 4: Study hall
Period 5: Math
Period 6: PE
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Ludwig hadn’t gone far from the place he had met the boy. He had decided against telling his brother about his more intimate moments that happened at the school, knowing the other would tease him relentlessly. He shook his head and decided he would go see if his boss had sent him any work to do, after all there were just some things not even his boss could accomplish without him even if the man wanted to.
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Ludwig blinked in surprise when the other called him hot, blushing brightly at the comment. He watched him run off, thinking confusedly ‘…vas I just hit on????’. It was hard to tell with how rushed and nonchalant he was. Shaking his head he walked away, wondering if he should call his brother and tell him about all that happened since the albino had last been there.
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“Ah, I often go for a run after vaking up but… I usually vear a shirt vhen I do” Ludwig nodded at hearing that, noticing the other’s half dressed state.
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“285 miles? I zink zat vould tire anyv’one out” he said with a shake of his head, considering what the other occupants of the school could do he really shouldn’t be all that surprised this boy could run up to such a high speed; now if it was Feliciano who said he had run such an amount he would have died of heart failure, being a nation notwithstanding “So I take it your ability is super speed?”.
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After some thought he finally decided on taking a walk around the grounds outside the school. Once outside he started his walk, it was a nice day outside. After a while of this he noticed someone sitting under a tree near by. Frowning softly he slowly walked over to Mica and said “are you alright? you look a slightly unvell”.