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Byrne:

Byrne smiled back and it wasn’t forced. He got himself a cup of punch and took a big gulp. “So you’re like a ghost whisper person? I’m guessing you never had many friends.” He place the cup down and gentle tapped Charlotte head, kind of like his grandpa Godal, then smiled at her. “I never had a lot of friends too. I lived in the mountains where my parents taught me and my siblings basic school stuff and summers I spend here with the old man..”

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Godal stopped and place the guitar down and stared at me, “Sorry Am- I mean Miwa, forgot you weren’t my own. My grand kids love lullabies.” He sighed and stood up. He walked out the room, “If anything happens that you fear, tell me or Mike right away.” He tapped Jerral’s head, “Go enjoy the party because after that it will back to work.” He went downstairs back to his office and sat at his desk. He looked at the picture of of him and 4 of his students, “I wonder if they are happy.. children will be children.”

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Godal:

Godal gentle rocked back and forth humming a soft lullaby. Despite being a 8’5 scared up beast of a man he had a soft humming. He gentle place Miwa in bed a tucked her in. He grabbed a guitar he kept in her room since it was where the music room use to be and where his grand kids learn to play songs. “You kids never had a real dad… I had two, one is God who banished me and my human one try to eat me.. heh. I get kids like you ever so often and they are not use to the whole parent thing. I had many students that see me as a demon or angel because of how they were raised and how they saw the world. I see the world as a home a home in which people do not welcome me or thank me for my deeds but only banished me.” He began strum the guitar to see if it was in tune. “They send their kids who they called freaks to me, a man who was freak, to teach their freaks to be humans but fail to see that they are more then freaks. I started to this school to help children to get stronger and become heroes and prove those idiots wrong for I have failed.. We can all be heroes with our gifts and talents even for just one day, like how my darling Emily believed…” He began to play a soft tune.

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Godal:

He looked at Kuze and nodded, “One moment miss.” He walked to the gym and went to Miwa. He gentle picked her up like a baby and touch forehead. “Hmmm?” Godal felt how cold she was and sighed. “Miwa stay in bed for awhile and have someone stay with you.” He stared at Takra, “I believe that Miwa is growing up and her body and power is acting up. Take care of her and if something comes up tell me or Mike.” He carried Miwa to her bedroom, “No sweets or sugar drinks to be on the safe side. Takra if your inner demon acts up go to the war room and have someone else watch Miwa.”

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Nato walk to the table and sat on the second chair and moved the far left pawn. He didn’t look at the two men but only at the board. His eyes looked at the chess pieces planning his next move. “So I’m guessing this is the place where warriors can rest their swords by the flowers,” he calmly said making it seem that his death wasn’t a shook. His eyes quickly break focus to stare at the strange chess man trying to read his moves. “So where do we go from here. My great grandpa Godal said that there was going be a feast and drinks also a great battle, before he killed me..’ He looked at the weird man and the hooded lady then back at the game.

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Byrne:

He looked over to see the small group of people around Miwa. He shrugged, “The old man most likely knows what’s wrong with her.” Byrne got a cup a pour some punch in it and handed to Charlotte. Byrne didn’t smile much, he had more of a grumpy look. “So what is it like to hear the after life?” Byrne rubbed his head looking around the table. He was never good at small talk, NEVER good at small talk.

 

Godal:

(Still waiting for a answer on the tea offer)

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Name: Nato

Age before Death: 28

Appearance:

Backstory From a long line of slayer Nato was a 4 generation of what would soon to be the most powerful bloodline in man. He fell to in a battle with the head of a family, Godal, after he declare we was the new protector of the world and wanted to take his place. Godal told him of a place where warriors can rest their sword by the flowers and when it is needed the raise it again before he die. Nato can’t remember his childhood or his brothers. Not even his wife and son he can remember. He gave Godal his pet wolf, Sid, before he past on.

Personality: Nato is a strong leader type with a undying passion for war. He enjoy battles and is rather good at it. Down fall his big ego can get in the way of his skill

Patron God (Who will you follow):  Ares the Greek god of war

Abilities(must be related to god, must not be overly powered): He can control fire and has knowledge or all battle strategy. He is a master of two handed sword and a great fist fighter knowing some primitive MMA  grapples. He can quickly predict enemies move and counter attack before he even noticed.

Combat Role (Tank, Scout, Medic, Infantry): Glass Cannon. Can take out armies in one swing but can’t take many hits.

Non-Combat Role (Basically your occupation): A blacksmith

Weapon (must be related to role): Great Sword

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Byrne:

Byrne wasn’t getting any snacks or anything he just stood there mainly because he was bored and no one else to talk to. “My billion time great grandfather is the principle of this school and as such I come from a long line of slayers. I got the short end of the stick and got basic magic, super strength, and  pyromancy. Unlike my older brother Apollo who is so great and so tough and gets all the glory…” He stood there angrily. He got angry thinking of Apollo but he can’t help but to bring him up. He stared at the girl and gave her a thumbs up. “So talking to the after life? The old man never had a student like that. He had a cute zombie girl but never anyone who can talk to spirits.” He stared at the table then at Mike, “Yo! Uncle need some help setting the games up?”

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Byrne:

He was still on the bleachers breathing heavily. “Heh a party.. That isn’t like my old man. If I was Apollo hell even Kuuga he will have a whole fucking festival. He never gave student, that I remember, a god damn party.” He sighed thinking of his siblings. Being the second oldest and in the shadow of his other brother, Apollo, he always felt like he need to prove that he is alpha. He stood up and was going to go to Miwa and ask her to heal him, to see how good she was, but then he saw Charlie. He tilted his and walked up to her at the table, “You don’t look all to strong or special. What’s your gift?”

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Godal:

He turn back to face her and he gentle rubbed her head like a child, “We all had it ruff and I want to make a world where I can rest my sword by the flowers and forever sleep. Baylet under this roof will learn how to control her powers I already lost my first born because I refuse his fate…” Godal looked at the floor upset at everything. Could he really give Baylet a life where she can do whatever or will fate rob her. “These kids don’t see how much I worry.. Miss Lucy do what you must with Baylet but let her stay, for her sake.” Godal looked back up at Lucy, “Care for some tea?”

 

Byrne:

Byrne laid on the floor catching his breath. He stood up and slowly walked to the bleachers and stared at Jerral , “Round one is yours but remember, your speed means nothing if its death you’re running from.” He lift up his fist at him and smiled.

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Godal sighed, “I know many things and I’ve seen students I view as my own grow up to be good and some evil which I have slain. I’ve seen kids who had destiny to rule, to destroy, to save all but fell headless to the floor. I am here to teach these kids about their power that they are native to and to help them live in the world. Baylet is the one I worried about the most, I felt her power the moment she enter my school’s doors and since she is so young I would rather have her enjoy her time before I rob it with my blade or you rob it with her destiny.” Godal got closer to Lucy, “Let her smile for a little while then I will teach her all about Hell..” He turned around, “So want a tour of my castle or worry with me about that pain in the ass?”

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Godal:

“My apologize. I an Godal and to be fair I am just as old,” Godal rubbed his head getting rid of the halo. He looked around and see a hand full of students around him, “Takra there is two bags of clothes next to my desk, get them for Miwa abs yourself. Everyone else  stop the fighting between Jerral and Byrne then help Mike with the party.” He stared at Baylet and smiled, “You too, you’re the one who wanted the party.” Godal stared back at Lucy, “Now run along children, let the grown up talk.” He motion his hand for them to go. “So want a tour of my castle, lady Lucifer?”

 

Byrne:

He kept throwing punches at Jerral, “You may be faster but I am still stronger!” He jumped back and and took a breath. Then he goes to throw faster punches, “COME ON! COME ON! COME ON!”                                                                       

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Byrne:
The hybrid flew back and quickly stood up, “Alright let see who’s faster!” He spat out blood and threw wild punches in the air as fast as possible.

Godal:
He was finish writing and he looked at a bag, “When is Miwa going pick up her clothes?” Then he felt something. He walked outside his office to Baylet, “Hello Baylet. Who’s your friend? She seems old.” He stared at Lucy’s face as a halo appeared above him. It rarely happened. He was a fallen angle but he never lose faith in his lord even after being born as a human.

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Byrne

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Byrne:

“Oh a boxer,” Byrne smiled and he got into a peek-a-boo stance. “By the way, I was out of the fox kid’s league. I am clearly ahead.” He took off his whale button again and threw it to the bleachers, “Letting you know my punches burn.” Byrne seemed more clam now mostly due to Jerral. Byrne fights in many ways and act from a insane man to a pro boxer depending on how the person he was fighting acted.

 

Godal:

He was writing down the next lesson as the students get to know his grandson. “Wasn’t he the one who wanted to be a marine biologist or was that Kuuga? Wait Kuuga wanted to the painter… I need to visit them more often.”