The smiling monster.

[Razzo]

A warm day, so glorious, so wonderful... or it is to most, Razzo just like any other enjoying the day as he strolled, a rather regal stride if you will as he was recently released from prison once again, it was the second time, and as always he got off early on good behavior... or rather he let himself slip into lack of interest while now back out again.

"Yare... yare... not much has changed."

He said to himself as he came to a halt, his thumb pushing the brim of his hat up slightly as he looked toward the school, sharp purple orbs looking over the new crowd... considering that he had to take half his junior year in the slammer... to say the least he had taken in lots of new faces... and yet he only had a sweet little grin on his face as he lowered the brim of his hat and simply turned the had slightly to allow the slit in the large brim rest over his right eye as he continued to walk forward.

"Maybe... there is something worth it to find..."

He noted to himself as he looked over the many new students, on occasion of passing one he would inspect them, sometimes even grasp there chin and look over there face. His purple orbs a piercing gaze as he simply would let go and move on until he came before the front door.

"I wonder if Asiv will be happy to see me again."

He cooed as he didn't go in and rather made his way to the side of the stair case and sat, his gloved hand reaching under the tail of his coat and into his pocket while he pulled out a pack of Winfield's, flicking one out and placing it between his lips while using a bic to light it. A slow yet tasteful drag before letting out a plume of smoke.

"Or any of the old teachers. I wonder how many are still here... maybe even that boring dean."

He chuckled while he could remember carving his body over and over again making him a walking scar because he was just dull. However now he was only watching for interesting "blue bloods".

[Mitsuki Park]

The school captain title was just recently given to Mitsuki, and was given a ten day "garuntee" that she no one was suppose to challenge her for it. Now that was a bunch of bull crap. While walking to school with her older brother, Reita, students from Public High School #259 came pouring over to where the two was, challenging her already thinking they could beat her just because she was a girl. Wearing blood red contacts today, her crimson like orbs stared deep into the boy who was the first to challenge her, and mock her at the same time. She wasn't annoyed by the boy, but rather, she was annoyed that she was capturing so much attention. As school captain, she was known as the best fighter in school. And because Mitsuki's a girl, people thought it was a hoax. A joke or some kind. And only being a Freshman at the same time, well...

You get the idea?

Both Reita and Mitsuki wore their usual attire. The both had their mask over the bottom halves of their face, covering the nose and down - Mitsuki's being red and black, while her brothers was white and beige. Her long, red hair flowed gracefully behind her, while her brothers white hair with gray streaks blew gently with the wind. She wore beige cargo pants that were loose, yet hugged her lower curves, and a black blouse with the first two buttons undone on the upper half of her body, fitting her perfectly. A blood red tie that matched her hair hung loosely around her neck, along with a silver cross shaped necklace with a snake swirling around it, covering her 'naked' neck.

She decided to fight one person, and then head on to school. And that happened to be the boy who asked her first, and it wasn't because she wanted to, it was because she had to. He made the first attacking launch on Mitsuki, and because of her quick reflexes, she was able to maneuver his attack with ease. It taps into the fact that colorblind people can detect subtly movements and changes in intensity (contrast?) much better then people who can see color. In minutes he was already tired, and Mitsuki barely broke a sweat. Why? He wasn't much of a fight. All he did was throw punches in an odd pattern, but a pattern none the less, which she caught onto. She barely used any offensive attacks, and mostly just evaded his until he was tired.

"You underestimate me..."

Her tone of voice was dull, lacking expression and such as she past him and made her way towards the twin metal doors of the high school. She had ten days to find three pillars, and an upcoming tournament was coming up. It was posted on all the bullitans and posters hung on the wall. The calm girl and her brother made their way towards the school, and something, or someone caught her eye.

A boy with raven colored hair with sharp, intensive purple like eyes, sitting on the stairway. And only one thing came to mind as she passed him.

Upperclassmen.

[Razzo]

The blessed muse, always dancing through the day showing its works of art, it was so wonderful while Razzo let smoke flow through each nostrils while his eye sight was changed to what seemed like a large crowd. Of course his interested was put into a vice grip while he looked toward the crowd. It was a strange sensation really, to sit back and watch as from what he could hear... the school captain was being harrased already. It was interesting as well that it was but a girl to be captain... yes, a girl, and needless to say they were not the best people to challenge. Then again he could remeber his freshman year, it was so wonderful, yet now he returned to the moment as he slowly stood.

"What might we have here?"

He asked himself as he only watched for a moment before placing himself back down, the sight of her dodging in and out of the blows was rather unintersting to him. It was however as if a muse blessed her movements... or the imbicile that clearly was after her title simply lacked something formal. It was not of that matter however that cause him sit once more, merely the fact that a fight between blue bloods never was interesting to watch. Or so he would believe as it was that moment in which she passed Razzo.

"yare..."

He said quietly as he took his cigarette, rolling it into his hand for a moment before the top fell to the ground, a clean cut right under the smoldering tip as he tossed away the butt and took to his feet. Not moving very quickly of course he followed into the school, a delightfully misguiding smile on his face as a plesant look was held in purple orbs while he made his way behind the School captain or at least the girl everyone was challenging, his pace faster than her own only by a slight amount.

"Your the captain, correct?"

He then just questioned when he was roughly 6 feet behind her, his right hand already up at the brim of his hat which was where he gripped the large brim, his thumb pressing on the underside while the other fingers pressed to the top, rotating it ever so slightly as to hide most of his face while wondered if she would respond.

[Mitsuki Park]

The red haired girl felt an odd presense near her, yet she kept moving her legs, walking automatically in the direction of her locker. Her brother turned at a corner, giving a nod at Mitsuki before working his way down to his locker, and Mitsuki hers. She heard the quiet footsteps of not only her feet, but someone elses as well. When he asked her if she was the school captain, it was then she stopped walking. School captain, huh? She was still getting used to the fact that everyone was calling her that. And how a lot of people now magically knew her name. Looking over her shoulder for a minute, she turned around halfway, a tired, yet dull look in her eyes, the bottom half of her face covered by a black and red mask. The crimson red orbs of her lazily looked over the upperclassman, who she passed several minutes before when she was outside with her brother, and she gave a small nod. What, did he want to challenge her too? She really didn't have time for this...

She brushed a couple of strands of hair out of her eyes, her black and gray back pack still slung over her left shoulder filled with her Literature text book along with two college ruled notebooks, utensils, and a normal book for her to read. The English Literature text book weighed her down a bit, yet it barely had any effect on her. A brown hoodie was tied around her lower waist, and covering her hands were black leather gloves that covered her slender fingers.

Her deep red eyes looked at the upperclassman, noticing his large hat and a black trench coat-like jacket. Most of his face was hidden, much like herself, since you couldn't see anything lower then her eyes. Curious took over, and she leaned on her left leg, a questioning look in her eyes. What exactly did he want? Or did he just want to know that she was school captain? Or did he want her title as well, and was about to challenge her? Either way, Mitsuki remained patient, awaiting for more information to come about from the upperclassman.

"Can I help you...."

[Razzo]

"I wonder, so you are the school captain."

He snickered to himself as he looked over her, indeed strange outfit if you would ask him... then again he dressed up like nothing normal either, that however wasn't as important as the fact that now he continued to move closer, his head lowered only so slightly while he then came to a halt not very far at all from her, or more to say 2 more steps and he would be only inches away; this was when he raised his hand quickly, (considering speed diff, don't hate me >.<) his hand would catched her chin, the thumb pressing just below the lip while the other extremidys would curl into a fist yet prop under her chin. He himself leaning over slightly as he looked over her face, looking into her eyes and then withdrawing his hand.

"Your rather... frail for a captain, interesting... yet you move as if possesed by a muse."

He once again snikered as he placed his left hand in his pocket while the right hung at his side.

"But, then again. Where are my manners, tell me madem captain, what is your real name?"

He continued, wearing the fake smile while he turned the brim of his hat, the slit over his right eye while he looked down at her with a rather plesant yet clearly deseptive smile. Of course he would want to know her name, considering that she would now have to deal with him... and this was a rather formal first meeting in his mind.

[Mitsuki Park]

Something was very wrong with this boy. When he drew closer, she restrained herself from moving backwards, standing her guard, and before she knew it, his face was inches away from hers, his eyes staring intently as if he wanted to gather information about her. Her pupils narrowed, and she remained silent when the boy withdrew his hand. She would have laughed when he called her frail if she wanted to - that was a first. 'Frail' - she wondered how her brother would react if she told him someone called her frail, then again, this upperclassman was making predictions, or guesses about her. Controlled by a muse... Frail captain... And that smile - that odd smile of his which bothered her a bit. It was like...a deceptive smile, as if he was going to get something from her. But what?

Her head was tilted up towards him, due to the height difference of the two. Her deep red orbs stared into his purple sharp ones when he asked for her name. Her eyes gave off a dull, boring like stare, never changing as she parted her lips underneathe her mask, a quiet, muffled voice escaping her throat, yet it was totally understandable. Being one who wore a mask so often, she was able to speak clearly even with a mask on.

"I'd rather not say until I know yours, sir."

My goodness, what is this? Mitsuki remained still and stayed in her current position where her right arm hung loosely by her side, and her left holding onto the strap of her backpack that was still slung over her shoulder. The bell would ring in a couple of minutes, and she had yet to see who signed up for the tournament to be a pillar. She remained patient and calm - she wouldn't tell her name to him, until she learned his. Besides, who knows? Maybe things will get..."interesting" in a...non-violent way. (I wish --'')

[Razzo]

"Maa, your just like your predicesors."

He said with a cheery tone, like hell... he was continusly wearing his mask, unlike her own however there was no clothing, there was no need... it was all for the fun and thus he only leaned his head back for a moment while he pondered... to tell her his name? Or wait for the jolly Asiv to spout it or hell, maybe another upperclass man, oh well, it wasn't like there was another one around and so he simply would tell her... well, something that everyone else called him when the saw his real face.

"Jackal."

He said with a smile as he once again looked down to the girl, his long black hair resting on his back while he himself reached back with his right hand to remove a few rogue strands that sunk under his coat.

"You can just call me Jackal, my real name? Well... I just don't like it."

He commented as he could still remeber his bastard mother giving it to him like some sort of prize... he hated her, and he used her like a scape goat... but it didn't matter anymore, that whore was long dead by now... most likly oding on her mary fucking jane.

"If you want to know my real name, dear captain, you have only to hit me."

He commented while he noted she still stood, her eyes so dull... yet it interested him, he wanted to see her actually fight... of course in his mind she was of course just another tool, a puppet if you will... and considering he had the school captains of the past replaced each time... it was only a matter of time until she came to meet there similar misfortune.

[Mitsuki Park]

Yeah... ...Right.....

So she had to hit him to get his real name? Was this some kind of joke? A game, perhaps? Or possibly even a test to see how and what her "skills" were? Or perhaps this might even be a trick to have her fight him. And to tell the truth, first of all, she didn't care what his real name was anyway. If people knew him as the "Jackal", then that's what she would call him by. His real name? She honestly couldn't care any less then she was at the moment. Did she want to know his real name? Not really, and she didn't have the time to figure out anyway. The bell gave out a loud ringing sound, and she clicked her tongue against the top of her mouth before stepping back wards as if she were going to give space to attack. However, her body twisted slightly and she turned around, just walking away.

She had class to attend, bulletins to check, and staff members to talk to.

She'd take care of him when she had time. The red hair of hers flowed gracefully behind her as she elegantly walked down the halls - her guard was always up now, since people were challenging her left and right, and you never know if anyone will pounce at any given moment. What a hassle. While walking, she gave a small back handish wave. The wave could've meant anything, like: Follow me, or goodbye, and so and so. Sure, she didn't give her name to the boy, but she never said she would. She said that she just rather not tell her name before not knowing his. She never gave any promise saying she'd tell Jackal her name, so according to Mitsuki, she was free to leave.

She wasn't necessarily walking toward her class, but to the office for two reasons. One was to check the bulletin board to see who signed up for the Pillar tournament, and the other reason was to talk to one of the staff members to clear something - that "ten day school captain assurance" - yeah, right. That, and the fact that she had a couple of questions. Being a new school captain, and only a freshman at that, and the fact that she's new to the whole Public School system, well, it was only natural for her to have questions. She wasn't exactly sure what happened to the previous school captain; maybe he - most likely a guy anyway - graduated? Or got put into the hospital? Eh, she wasn't sure if she wanted to know either.

First stop: The bulletin board.

OOC: And if all else fails...walk away. >>

[Mr. Kaar]

Dark, deep, blue eyes where watching things play out as he always did. Watching, calculating things to come, or happen. The form that went with these eyes had black sleevless shirt, a red vest with gold trimming over that, black cargo pants, and the body that went with these cloths. . . . The best explanation for it was war torn. His right arm, is probably what took all the attention, for it had a circle like scar around the shoulder, and descending from that where lots of red lightning shaped scars leading down his arm and into the end of the gloves he was wearing. His face had four scars going horizontally across his right cheek, a scar over each eye brow that looked a bit like horns, and a diamond shaped scar, with two triangles titlted to fit an 8th of an inch from the top two sides of the diamond.

This battle torn intity had decided to get where he could be easily seen by the two. Best place he decided was near their position, but at this time it would seem the younger one had decided to walk away. now this man was unsure of how the other one in about all black would react to that. So this would be about the time the Senior boy would close his eyes. Listen to what was going to happen, though he was positive it would turn interesting, depending on if his hunch about the oddly calm person. Tot ell the truth he did feel some intimidation from this person, even though he hadn't even interacted with him yet.

'Seems my little break in the halls is going to turn into something else.'

He almost sighed out loud, but he kept it mental and his hearing was on high alert while he leaned against the wall, arms folded and his right foot planted against the wall. As any fighter that was like him usuely stayed calm and didn't try and rush things any more than they needed. Fighters of high calibar are often the people with the most patience, which is kinda odd, but makes sense in it's own way. this boy was waiting for one of two things to happen. the guy attacks, or the guy notices another person, and gets into a fight with him. Of course he didn't really want to fight right now considering he was trying to take a break, but things happen.

((OoC: Sorry, can't let you play with the Captain just yet.))

[Razzo]

"My, how rude."

While of course he noted the back wave, he had no intent... considering however he would get her name in time... though after that little bout he wondered... considering he made it rather clear, just hit him for his name, it seemed however it was mistaken, perhaps she feared he wanted her title? Ha, as if he would wear such a putrid thing! It didn't matter though as he had his own buisness to attend to as well. Though she would eventually show her talent soon enough considering he could only let peace be for so long.

"Well then, till the next time dear captain. That is if you hold your title for that long."

He said with a smile while of course turning ever so on his heel, the thought of perhaps giving her a warning not really being his thing while he simply began to walk, the bell had rung though the interest of him going to class was rather low. Of course it then hit him! Why not say hello to Asiv? Oh, I'm sure he would be ever so happy to see his old pain in the ass. Though as he once again had spun, he spotted a figure leaning against the wall. Then it possibly hit him, well of course it did... the distance was just right and upon his calaibur of thought it didn't take long for 2 and 2 to come togeather.

"If you wanted to listen, you could have just come out into the open. Today I had no intent."

He continued in his cheery tone while he then proceeded to the office, considering oddly it was in almost the same direction of the captain it could be amusing to see if she mistook his actions for stalking.