The Calling

[Mitsuki Park]

OOC: Pillars only.

A calm, peaceful wind blew about on the rooftop of the school Public High School #259, causing her red hair to flow gracefully with the wind to the side, the rustling of the branches of trees and the leaves of bushes audible. The sun was partially out, and partially hidden by the white, marshmallow looking clouds with the gray tint. A peaceful tranquility ran through the School Captain's mind, hearing the birds singing beautifully, and the wind whistling in her ear, making a symphony of music to her ears. Everything just clashed so well together, blending in perfectly, as if this were planned. Of course, that was only in the red haired girls point of view. One might have thought it was just a bunch of annoying natural noises that happened around the city, but the young, Korean and Japanese girl thought it was rather peaceful.

Mitsuki's red hair was let down on this beautiful day, the roots of her hair dark brown because she hadn't dyed her hair in a while, though, she didn't care. She would grow it out and cut her red hair, and just let her natural hair color be exposed to the rest of the world. The red and black cloth mask covered the bottom half of her face, keeping her nose and mouth warm, the white string around her ear and under her hair to keep it in place. A dark crimson red zip-up hooded sweatshirt that was halfway zipped fit her upper body, a black sleeveless shirt underneath, along with her studded gloves, covering her hands. Her legs consisted of black cargo pants that hugged her waist, along with white sneakers that had a bit of dirt on them. Her hands were inside the pockets of the hooded sweatshirt, keeping herself warm on a chilly day such as this. For September, it oddly felt a lot cooler than it normally should have, especially since it looked like it was going to start drizzling soon.

Ah, and now, for the reason why she was up on the school rooftop after school, when she should be leaving the school on the lower level, instead of making her way to the top. Even though Mitsuki tended to be a bit...reticent, she was still the school captain, and she had yet to have gathered the three pillars she chose into a meeting. That's why the young girl was here today: To meet the three pillars, and have them greet each other. Because Mitsuki had a quiescent mind, she would most likely not talk very much, but would, if she had to. She wasn't used to striking up conversations, because she and her brother were able to communicate without using verbalization - well, now that she was going to a public school, she might as well get used to it, neh? Besides, the three that were about to come up were the people she would be working with until they were replaced, or she was, whichever came first. But, Mitsuki didn't plan on losing her title so soon. No, not yet.

She waited patiently, her back leaning slightly against the cool metal bar that surrounded the edge of the rooftop, careful not to put too much pressure so she wouldn't break the thing and fall off - not that she's heavy or anything. It just never hurt to be more careful then you could be. Her eyes remained on the heavy metal door that was slightly ajar, her ears open, listening for the sound of footsteps or other noise.

Let the meeting begin.[/color]

OOC: ><'' Haven't made a post like this in a while...

[Aureus]

After about a week of waiting it was finally time for Aureus to make another appearance on the school rooftop. Though he hadn't really been waiting, it was just always in the back of his mind. Things were hard to forget when people wanted you dead because of them. But he had known what he was getting into when he accepted the position of Pillar. The school's protection and well being had been placed on his back and he would bear them as long as possible. It was a lot of stress, but since when had his life ever been relaxing or even easy? Sacrificing your wants and needs for the lives of others...that's what he was doing, but why? He might have known deep down, but still wasn't able to admit it, and wouldn't for as long as possible...

It was after school and most of the students and teachers had parted ways from the third floor of building one. To their homes, meetings, sports, or other such activities. That being the case, the whole floor was devoid of life other than that of the lone Freshmen and maybe a few members of the cleaning staff. He was slumped down against his locker and had been for the last half hour; unaffected and wandering through thoughts and memories, as he usually did before doing anything important. Suddenly he snapped out of his trance like state and pushed himself up.

The echo of his footsteps reverberated through the corridor as he made his way towards the roof staircase. His hands stuffed deep into the pockets of dark blue jeans, who's legs swished against each other. The dark brown orbs obstructed slightly by a few locks of the same color. Slightly tan arms reached out and pushed the door at the top of the stairs wide open; a surge of air rushing into the building. It took little observation to know that Mitsuki was the first to arrive. "Hey." He said casually once he was within ear shot. The School Captain looked good with her hair blowing in the wind like that, but he wouldn't tell her.

Hopefully the two other Pillars would arrive and their little meeting could start. Aureus didn't mind waiting, and so he slowly walked to the railing before looking down and wondering how it would feel to fall towards the ground; Being free before having your bones buckle under the impact of landing hard on the mixture of dirt and grass.

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As the students emptied from the school, there was still the clacking of keys on a computer in the library. Saint was busy typing away a paper from his English class and had been delayed from starting during the last period of the day by another student who was in the same math. He had asked for help his the homework so for almost half of the day’s final period Saint had worked through the problems with them, before he started typing his paper on one of the computers. The paper wasn’t actually due for a week and a half but Saint was never one to procrastinate. Better to be done with a rough copy today, edit it tomorrow, type then final copy over the weekend and hand it over on Monday. That way he’d be done with it and no longer have to worry about the deadline as it approached.

Of course, Saint got into a zone of sorts and had blocked everything out, from students chatting around him to the bell that signaled school had ended. The good thing about this was he had passed the required length of three pages, since he was on number seven. The bad thing was as he continued typing, time passed and Saint had no real idea. A certain meeting never popped into his mind. Almost half an hour after school had ended, the student body president was printing off his paper while saving it to a disk as a back up. Placing the disk in his bag as the last sheet printed off, Saint got up, shut off the computer and went to retrieve his paper. Wearing his reading glasses often gave his a headache, so he reached up to adjust them as rub the bridge of his nose with his fingers when he caught a glimpse of the time. Now, he remembered… well he was already late so, no rush. Saint grabbed the paper, stapled it and slipped it into his bag, nice and neat.

Slowly but surely, Saint made his way to the rooftop where this meeting was to take place, his glasses still on but lowered to the tip of his nose causing him to forget they were even on. As long as he wasn’t looking through them to read something, the weren’t too bad. Stepping out of the stairwell, the freshman glanced about the roof top before stopping about five steps for the doorway. He felt like a smoke but figured the others may not appreciate it, despite the fact they were outside. First things first, Saint took a deep breath and…

“Sorry, I’m a little late.”

Enough said.

[max]

OoC: Gosh, I have no idea how to reply to this...oh well. Yeah, since I'm not sure if I'll be really coming back like ... today, I'm sort of sticking to the new storyline I've developed for Max, so let's pretend all the topics I was in have finished (:


Go? Don't go?

*sigh* Several breaths ran through a small opening between a pretty girl's simple yet appealing lips as the dark-haired lady stumbled her way through the halls at school afterhours. It was only she, ladies and gents, the elegant girl who went by the name Maxwell Parker. Her long dark hair was left out long, ceasing itself at the middle line of her back in a straight matter and a large caramel muffler was wrapped around the lower part of her face; the ends of the scarf fell by the short girl's legs, her fingers ran down the material softly out of boredom as she listened closely to her own footsteps in the hall. They were loud steps that echoed thoroughly as she walked in the warming dark leather boots that hugged her skin and increased her height by about an inch or so, a dirty looking brown shirt was fitted on the upper-half of her body with nylon sleeves that stopped above her wrists casually and a pleated skirt. Black.

Her legs from knee up were exposed in a neat matter, Max making sure of it that the skirt wasn't too short. The clothing the young lady wore didn't exactly look like it had been to the drycleaners recently, but then again the woman who wore them didn't exactly look as if she'd cared. Anyhow, Max had been stumbling to and fro through the same hall with the when's, where's, and why's of a specific meeting ringing back and forth through her head. It was called fourth from the School Captain, so obviously it was something not to miss as the head of the School Newsletter, but Max was nervous and unsteady about the whole thing.

Since that night ... the alley...those men...scounderals...pain..., It all circulated an orb of sorrow in the pretty girl's head, that one night had changed her. Even though someone had come and helped her which was more then Max could've asked for that night, it still left a mark on her. Or more then one.. Max noted, looking over the bruises that made small trails down her skin on each opposing arm underneath the nylon sleeve. She sighed, taking a deep breath from underneath the thick muffler around her face as she then stopped herself, walked in a couple of circles, and then made her way through the halls to the staircases. It had probably been forty-five minutes since the last period ended and all the students had been seen running out of the school and to whatever excuse of a life they had in the outside world, so Max was guessing she was late. Maybe they'll be reasonable though. She thought to herself, climbing up the last step and pushing the heavy metallatic door open, her eyes based on watching the floor ahead of her as she stepped onto the roof.

"Sorry about the wait."