music (音楽) academy [ new and accepting ! ]

[Snapel]

(Well Daemon will be lurking either of them can meet up with him)

Daemon walked out of the school building, he was looking for a nice quiet place to sit and practice with his guitar which he was holding in his hand. He didn't care for the welcoming ceremony he had seen it all before and really didn't want to be around the younger students.

[chii,]

( suree c:

Yuffie " [ instruments ] piano, voice " [ location ] halls " [ tags ] x " x
Yuffie was on her way to the orientation, to be in this school was a life-long dream of hers, to be in one of the most famous schools was beyond astonishing for her. She had already unpacked in her dorm and made friends with a few of the staff but had made no school friends so far. She was eager to meet new people but was unexplainably horrible at making older friends. She actually was not sure where the orientation took place and decided to ask for help from the other students when she found a boy sitting with a guitar in his hand. She approached him and put on a faint smile, "Excuse me ! Do you know where the orientation would be ?".

[Snapel]

Daemon looked up when he heard someone approaching him, he hadn't seen her before so he figured that she was a freshmen and his theory was proven correct when she asked where the orientation was being held. "It's in the auditorium" he said even though he knew she wouldn't know where the auditorium was. By keeping away from the orientation Daemon had hoped to avoid situations like this but it seemed that people had different ideas, he knew that the freshmen were probably very nice people but he just found them annoying with all their questions about the school and other things.

[chii,]

Yuffie " [ instruments ] piano, voice " [ location ] halls " [ tags ] daemon " x
Yuffie was relieved that he did not respond angrily to her. 'Ah he's probably a third year....', she thought to herself. "Thank you for letting me know ! And uh won't you be going ? ", she asked him while picking up her bags.

[Snapel]

Daemon shook his head slightly, "no I have no reason too nor do I need too" he replied then looked down at his guitar to avoid looking at her. His fringe fell across his face as he looked down, "it will be starting soon, you'd better go now if you want to catch the beginning of it" he said to her.

[chii,]

Yuffie " [ instruments ] piano, voice " [ location ] halls " [ tags ] daemon " x
Yuffie's eyes darted towards him before she turned around. "Ah, okay then ... ?", she said quite confusingly. 'If I were an upperclassman i would probably attend the orientation any year....', she thought to herself, but then again she probably thought this because she was new to the school. "I will get going... and nice guitar there by the way.", she said to him at last before leaving.

[Snapel]

Daemon looked up and watched her leave. He did hate the way he treated other people sometimes but this was just who he was. He was a loner, someone no one liked so he just stayed away from anyone. "They all say that at first" he said quietly to himself once she'd left.

[cherubim]

//ah, I'm back! Whoot, now to update Azami -w- //

|| Hoshimi Azami || tags; none || location; campus, hallway || Class A ||

Biting her plump bottom lip, Azami glanced around, seeking other places to pass her time. The exploring didn't end well; she found nothing that piqued her curiosity. The gym still seemed to be calling out her name, and Azami desperately wanted to test out the uneven bars she heard about, but she didn't test her luck. If she ran into someone, how would she explain herself?! 'I like to swing around on bars and nearly break my neck' didn't seem like a believable excuse. To Azami, at least. Her eyes darted around, and she was silently pleading for the bell to ring. She needed to stop acting like a fool and wandering around like a lost soul in the hallways. She was sure it was the third time she had seen this bulletin board filled with colourful papers and cramped wording. "Ouch!" she exclaimed, earning herself a paper cut from the stray papers she tried to look at. She grumbled incoherent words under her breath as she sucked her index finger in an attempt to dwindle the pain away. Azami shook her hand a bit, after taking her finger out of her mouth, and walked out to the fenced oval.