witchesreign | Entries tagged with ao no exorcist: yukio okumura

papa-tried.livejournal.com

[ Shiro could only guess when he would arrive... and with limitations put on communication, he couldn't really phone ahead to announce his return. The weather was fair enough for a stroll outside, which worked in his favor since he was carrying something which looked like a brown shopping bag cradled in one arm, and a shotgun case slung over the opposite shoulder.

There was no hiding his age at this point: far too old to be a student, so he must be either a SeeD or instructor. But he seems to be approachable enough: his expression isn't fixed to a scowl, and his pace is calm. Wherever he's headed, he's not in any rush. ]

subjected

[ While SeeD exams are very interesting and all, truthfully, it's hard to say that Claire really cares that much about them when in they're in the process of taking place. For her, today isn't that much different than any other day. Just more time to try and find something to do while school isn't currently in session, right?

To those who saw the instructor during the duration of the... phenomenon recently, she certainly looks different now- her hooded cape is gone, and even though it might be slowly growing cooler outside, after so long wearing the amount of clothing that had been required to protect her during the day, she's very glad things are back to normal.

For more reasons than one, of course... but for now and most obviously to an outsider's eye, she definitely seems determined to soak up all of the sunlight now that she can again, given her ~~practically trademarked~~ short skirt and a high-collared - but sleeveless - top in neutral colors. Most of the morning, she can be found at the quad, flipping through a number of books as if she's looking for something...

Eventually, though, she leaves the school entirely. Considering she's bringing along the bronze-colored gunblade she bought in this world, it looks like she's probably off to fight monsters outside of those found in the training center. And yet she doesn't go far, and now there's a pink-haired fighter sitting on top of an old fence left behind years before, half lost in thought and cutting up what looks a lot like a large taproot of some kind with a long knife.

Why? Take a guess.

Apparently, Claire has managed to find a sight even natives of this world might be surprised to witness- at least here in Balamb. Before long, a large and very yellow something steps tentatively out of the nearby trees, and after a few seconds of consideration, comes just close enough to take a bit of vegetable out of the attentive woman's outstretched hand.

Random wild chocobo, anyone? Just don't make any sudden moves... ]

callinblueskies.livejournal.com

[ Heading down the hall is a very confused and displeased looking teenage boy. He's dressed in normal street wear, has a cat hanging lazily on his head, and sword bag slung over his shoulder. Don't mind the fact that he seems to be talking to no one. ]

What the hell-I'm supposed to be going out to battle, not school!

[ Rin's got his letter of welcome out, and for the last few minutes he's been wandering around the grounds giving it the dead eye. Not even ten minutes before he'd found himself here he was on his way out to fight an incredibly strong demon with his classmates. He couldn't have taken a wrong turn... Did someone hit him upside the head when he wasn't looking and knock him in this dream world? That would be beyond ridiculous. He's had enough of space compression magic to fill a life time. ]

If I'm going to be stuck here [Dream world or not. ] The least they could have done was given me a map so I knew where this Fisherman place is...

brightens

hey everyone!! i know you guys heard about the beach right?? :O so whos going? it'll be a great chance for everyone to relax after finals and everything. it should be fun! oh but i was wondering what kind of things do you need to bring to the beach? is there anything i need to get? we didnt really have a beach back home and the only time i went to one i was only taking a walk!! so if anyone could help that would be great ok? :D everyone is coming right??? please please please come!! or else! >:) - vanille

( Action for the Library, after making the post. )
( ooc: Dated before the beach party..! )

haha-steelguard.livejournal.com

[A grinning Snow is casually pummeling a training dummy in the classrooms. Whatever oddity of time compression has stripped off his brand and replaced it with some other power, he doesn't know, but after some of the earlier adventures he's endured through its questionable charity, he intends to just ride this out.]

[So now he's playing with this new power: density control. And frankly doing quite well at it. The punch he hurls at the dummy starts off light and fast, barely dense enough to engender any resistance even from the air; then, a moment before it lands, his body coalesces into a far more dense form. The punch hits with alarming force, sending the dummy flying.]

Huh.

I think I might've overdone it.

gunblade-grrl.livejournal.com

[There's a problem in the Training Center.]

[That problem is a dragon. Specifically, one that is stuck. Its head is in the Training Center proper, its body in the Secret Area, and its neck is in the passage between the two, which its head is simply too large to transit.]

[It is flailing and trying to pull itself free with enough strength to make the Training Center shake. Its claws, back and fore, rake deep furrows in the ground as they scrabble for purchase and leverage, while occasional jets of fire shoot out of its mouth to roast the vegetation in the center.]

[It is also screaming in the voice of Cadet Maria Cyphert. Except with absolute terror, which no one has ever heard from Maria before.]

HELP! HELP! Oh sweet merciful everything HELP! Aaaaaaaaaaaah!

lighthoused.livejournal.com

[ Making their way from the Garden Lobby to the Fisherman's Horizon inn are a boy and a girl, each with a course catalog tucked under their arms and matching confused faces. Their bodies are turned into each other slightly, enough to let onlookers know that they're friends. The girl's eyes keep darting about, whether in amazement or sheer surprise is difficult to tell. The boy looks warier, shoulders hunched, stooping like a silver gargoyle over his companion. At some points, the girl rushes into the fancy shops, leaving the boy alone on the street, his eyes snagging on every pooled shadow.

They're probably going to get epically lost. Help them out?

ooc: Feel free to tag either one or both of them--no guarantee Bun and I will be on at the same time, sadly. ]

redcinemareel

[A grat disintegrates to nothingness once Grell is done with it. She's getting a lot better with this chain whip, and that kick of fire when it strikes is her favorite part! Her chain whip returns with a flick of her wrist before continuing deeper inside.

As usual, she's wearing the appropriate clothing, trainers on her feet, and hair tied back into a ponytail. Nothing can stop such fabulous looks.

Except a T-Rexaur.

There is one ahead of her which makes her stop in her tracks. Perfect! She could use some fun. Her sharp teeth show as she allows the beast to charge at her.]

Such a foul disposition so quickly~? [All she has to do is flicker behind it--

As she tries, nothing happens. Alarmed, Grell looks down at her place, wondering why she hasn't moved yet. She tries again with the T-Rexaur ever approaching quickly. Still no movement.]

What's wrong-- [She tumbles out of the way of being rammed into, but has become too slow to avoid a powerful tail swipe. It knocks her into a tree trunk before she crumples to the ground, groaning.]

makeashowofit.livejournal.com

[Wherever this place was (Fisherman something or other), Marvelous wasn't exactly thrilled by it. All he knew was he woke up, there were papers with him that he glanced over before throwing them in a trash bin and walking out on his own into the town itself.

He will be wandering around, generally lost and the confusion is pretty much clear on his face.]

spareglasses

Scenario A

[Fresh off a mission, Yukio's taking a break on one of the many wharves in Fisherman's Horizon. Seated on a rather battered suitcase, he's got a bag of supplies with a variety of bottles, flasks, and boxes at his feet, while in his lap, Yukio has a belt with a number of pouches and little vials attached--like his own version of a utility belt, really.

From the looks of things, he's restocking something or another, but what, exactly, isn't easily obvious from a distance. Sure, it probably makes more sense for him to do this in his room at the inn, but as all work surfaces are currently occupied by books, luggage, and a few potted plants, he may as well come out and enjoy the ocean breeze while he's at it.]

Scenario B

[Truth be told, Yukio hasn't had much time to work on his marksmanship during his travels. Increasing his medical knowledge had been the goal of his international journey, and while he did have the occasional opportunity to practice, he's rather happy to be back in the training center.

Having provoked a crowd of grats into following him, he stops in a clearing with his handguns held at the ready. When he starts firing, his shots are disturbingly accurate--almost as if he's predicting the locations of the monsters around him, even when they are coming at him from behind. At this rate, it won't take him long to clear out the rest of the grats around him...

Well, it looks like his skills haven't gotten rusty at least.]

Scenario C

[Teaching isn't new to Yukio, but unfortunately, he's coming in and starting right smack dab in the middle of the quarter. He's claimed a table in the library for himself and appears to be in the process of comparing his own notes to that of the previous instructor for the course. Additionally, Yukio has lists of the class rosters and several piles of texts in front of him as well.

He's frowning a bit, but whether that's because he's unhappy with something or just concentrating is hard to tell.]

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Witches Reign

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