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ａｌｋｍｉｎｉ ☾ ｇｏｄ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｍｏｏｎ

[gender] female [age] eighteen [ location ] arena [ mentions ] domi [ tagged ] hibiki, kusu

Before the god could even take her arm another presence came up behind the goddess and was helping Kusuriko to his feet with Alkmini gently grasping his injured arm. Hopefully not injured for long though as Alkmini cradled the limb enveloping it within her aura, even though it was light she'd always been told that her aura was cool to the touch. Feeling eyes on her the goddess glanced up and just for a moment caught the familiar's verdant gaze, used to fading into the background Alkmini felt a little unsettled being stared at and immediately shifted her gaze forwards. Even if she felt a little flustered the moon goddess refused to show it, how was she supposed to be a goddess if she let one boy staring get to her? Running one hand down her skirt to smooth it down Alkmini took a breath to centre herself pushing down those swirling feelings into some dark corner of her mind that she herself rarely visited.
Shaking her head in response to the familiar's question Alkmini could only hope that there was a nurses office in the arena itself because the last thing she needed was to turn up to her first exam soaking wet and looking like a drowned ghost. For her first impression in front of all her classmates to be that of an ill-prepared child was something Alkmini couldn't even imagine. Smiling politely Alkmini easily masked her worry, "I'm sure there'll be a sign somewhere to help us." she added reassuring not only them but herself as well. Letting the anxious babbling of the familiar and the quiet monotone of the god wash over her, figuring out his familiar partner would be the least of their worries right now. Would the god of death really be able to participate in this first exam? Would she? How much of her power was she willing to siphon off for this god she barely knew? Even before she finished her sentence Alkmini knew she'd help as much as she could, even without all her power Alkmini was confident in her abilities in a fight.
As they moved out of the room the trio was once again brought to a halt when yet another familiar approached them, shorter with straight brown hair she carried herself with confidence which was something the moon goddess appreciated. As she spoke Alkmini knew that this wasn't a conversation meant for her, but at least one of their problems had been sorted. Well, Kusu's problem had been sorted. Alkmini still didn't know who Hibiki was or what kind of familiar he'd be and considering how long she was spending healing the god of death, glancing over at the familiar once again Alkmini wondered "Do you know who you'll be paired with?" she asked the familiar, perhaps if it was someone she already knew she'd at least be able to give him some basic visual cues to look for. Moving out of the main arena area Alkmini allowed her glow to fade and looked up at the dark god "Are you feeling any better?" she asked, being covered head to toe the goddess had no visual cues as to whether she'd done enough for him.

ｂｅ́ｌａ ♦︎ ｔｈｅ ｓａｂｅｒ

[gender] male [age] eighteen [ location ] arena [ mentions ] masahiko [ tagged ] hisao, kaichi

Was this just how gods were? Béla wondered briefly as the god of war seemed to not even acknowledge his presence, though maybe he just hadn't seen him. With his heels on Béla was still a little shorter than the god of war and though his aura was intense the familiar didn't feel all that intimidated. How the god snapped at Béla for daring to intrude on them was brash, perhaps it was something about being a god that they all seemed to have huge distinct personalities. Luckily though it seemed at least one of the gods was willing to shift away from the conflict and answer his question. Shorter and blonde the familiar was glad he at least had some sense, though his snide comments weren't promising and seemed to piss off the other god even further. They both seemed to know this Masa though! God of the sea huh? That was exciting, Béla had never met this many gods in one place before and all of them would one day take over very important roles, he just hoped he could help his partner in all that they did. Eyes sparkling with excitement Béla nodded, "I'd be very grateful for the help!" he admitted looking between the two, "I'm Béla," he added with a huge grin. So the taller one was the god of war, which surface wise made sense with his combative nature while in contrast, Hisao seemed quieter in his snark and the familiar couldn't place him in terms of what he was the god of.
Immediately Béla began to look around for blue hair, a trait that made sense for the god of the sea, and in his search, the familiar almost missed Kaichi shouldering past Hisao. Only taking a step forward Béla already had an arm out to steady the blonde god and once Béla was sure that the god was alright he took a step back and removed his arm from the god's space. Part of what he'd been taught as a familiar was to always be a help to the gods and never expect anything from it. Taking another look around Béla still couldn't seem to find a head of blue hair, perhaps Masa wasn't here yet, which was strange seeing as everyone else seemed to be here already. Glancing back at the god Béla smiled "I don't see anyone who looks like the sea god, but maybe we can still find your familiar?" he suggested rubbing the back of his head, "I don't know many names or faces but I'll help however I can." he assured the god. Getting to know the other familiars would be really nice for Béla who'd left behind his family and friends to come here and take the next steps in his journey to becoming a god's familiar.

[Quetzaloe]

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Sun Goddess | Location: Arena | Tag(s) - Ana, Open
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Aelia walked away, not bothering to watch as her sister took care of the weak death god with the help of some nameless familiar. How embarrassing! She could never sink so low as to let someone else, anyone else, be so inconvenienced to help her. Not even Alkmini.

With a toss of her hair, she set off to see the campus. Pausing once she reached the dorms, she went in catiously. There was someone in the main room, foreign, a familiar. She let her eyes skim the figure (fighting a blush at the tightness of her uniform--it was weird seeing people display their bodies so comfortably) before disappearing into her room to change.

Somewhat sadly, she tossed off her dress. The familiar fabric was soft against her fingers, the length and shape kept most of her body concealed, the nice black band of the top allowing her to feel comfortable without having to stuff a bra...

With a sigh, she began to put on the uniform. That was... fine. It would do. She didn't love it but. Whatever. Looking at the skirt though, she felt her face heat. Too short. She didn't like that length at all. It felt like an accident waiting to happen. Smoothing it down, she tried to bury her discomfort. The other girl seemed fine with it. She would be fine with it.

The rough fabric prickled her skin, but she kept smoothing down anyways, finally emerging from her room and leaving the dorm again, escaping the potential gaze of the familiar. It was still gloomy and rainy outside, causing her to scowl. Things were supposed to be better here, but so far she hated it.

[ArtyAlpha]

Sakuma Kiyoki ♛ Kurisagama Familiar ♛ Tags: Kairan

As others joined Sakuma she frowned. Now he is getting pity taken upon him like he is some weak mortal. One thing was certain, but the end of graduation- NO, the end of this year, Sakuma will teach that weakling how to be proud of his blood. Because if he stays this way. He certainly will bring shame to them all. With a huff and no other words Saku simply walks away from the group. As she walks she grabs her bags and huffs, checking her dorm number then heading in that direction. What a start to the damn school year. That weather boy certainly wanted to start it off with a bang. Sakuma didn't realise how damn stupid and brutish some of these gods are. As she glanced along the room she frowned. So this is the next few years for her. Hopefully it wouldn't be as strict as home. Maybe she could even take trips to the city close by. Sakuma had never gone there before, It was so far from home. But this place certainly wasn't far off looking like home. It was huge and glamorous.

Yep, sounds about right. As she fidgeted with her pop stick from her mouth she was so lost in thought she bumped into a rather small figure “Watch it-” Biting her tongue she froze as she looked to the figure in front of her, A God… Crap… “I-I mean apologies sir.” She lightly dipped her head to him. This.. raw power… It seeped from him like a ravenous ocean. She furrowed her brows for a moment. Eyeing the God he certainly did not look like the kind of God to be anything but a minor one. He was small and scrawny. His physique was certainly not that of anything powerful. Yet he held himself seemingly prideful and content. His minty scruffed hair was certainly quite a statement to his appearance.

[Quetzaloe]

ʜɪʙɪᴋɪ
Dual Kunai | Location - Arena | Tag(s) - Kusu, Alkmini, Aelia |
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HIbiki watched with awe as the pretty goddess began to heal the death god. That had to be one of the coolest abilities ever.

He blushed as she addressed him, but maybe (probably) managed to salvage his dignity when he cleared his throat. "Me? Oh uh. Yeah, I got paired with the moon god... Oh! You didn't get to look either, did you? We can go check for you when we're done here.... Or I can go check for you, if you don't wanna mess with the crowd?"

It was hard for him not to want to feel useful for her.

Which was odd, since he didn't know her. Maybe it was a genetic thing? He'd never heard of that before, but it wasn't like he had heard it was impossible either. There was so much he didn't know about being a familiar, and the list just kept growing.

For now, they seemed to be headed back to the arena, it made sense that the nurse would be around here somewhere, what with the possibility of injuries during the exams.... Time for his dumb height to come to their advantage! Heck yeah, about time he could actually make a difference! Pulling himself to full height (careful not to jostle the injured god too much) he looked around for anything that could pass as a nurse's station. "There?"

He'd finally caught sight of what looked like an impromptu station, with a red-headed goddess lounging and chatting with another god... They seemed to catch sight of him the same time he did them, and he watched as the goddess quirked an eyebrow and shot the injured god a look that was both concerned and a little annoyed.

Carefully, he began to steer the little trio he was in towards the area, before thinking about... oh! "Sorry, I never did introduce myself, huh? Hibiki Sato, Dual Kunai familiar!"

He shot them both a big smile. It was entirely possible he'd never cross paths with either of them again, and he wanted them to have a good impression of him, especially if things went haywire later and like... the school realized what a sham of a familiar he was and kicked him out or something.

[honeycomb `]

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𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: dorm ／／ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: domi & kasumi ／／ 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: ehhh ／／ 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 535
indentit was not long before one of her two roommates arrived. the girl was a good deal shorted than murasaki was, which through the naginata familiar off a little since she was so used to living among people who bordered on being taller than the average japanese citizen. this girl had a powerful aura surrounding her, almost god-like, but not quite. it actually reminded murasaki of the few times she crossed paths with very minor gods, it was almost the same energy as the kind that they gave off. narrowing her eyes, she met the gaze of the girl who was now standing opposite of her. she followed the other familiars’ movements with her eyes, instinctually studying her to learn the girl’s movements. she was graceful, almost regal actually. this familiar moved with the same grace as the god of the moon did, which was not just something you could replicate. this girl has to be the familiar that her parents had warned her about. the girl who had god’s blood running in her veins; meaning that she could equally match a pure-bloods power even though she was not in the same blood-class. still, there was something about this familiar that did not make murasaki’s hairs stand on edge like some did.

indent“rekka murasaki.” she said plainly. murasaki had no plans to become friends with this girl. while she did not make the naginata’s hackles stand up, there was this arrogance about her that just rubbed her the wrong way.

indentturning her body to meet the opening door, the familiar narrowed her eyes once again; ready to give her judgement to another familiar who was going to be her roommate for the rest of the year. somehow this girl was even more soaked than both murasaki and domi combined. did she take the long way to the dorm, or just run slower than the other two? before she had the chance to introduce herself the girl was already yelling. while most things did not surprise murasaki, the yelling startled her a little; already leading to her unknowingly searching for the nearest thing to hurl at the girl’s face. rude. was the best way to describe the other roommate. just amazing, one roommate was arrogant as the gods themselves and the other was loud and rude. murasaki followed the loud familiar with her eyes as she moved across the room, only briefly hearing the girls name as she disappeared into her own bedroom.

indentto be frank, murasaki had no idea what to think of either of her roommates, and how to make small talk with them. she was not a keen fan of having to live with the other two girls and just be plain miserable for the next year or more. “did you stay at the arena long enough to finish watching the little juvenile male testosterone contest those two gods had going?” she asked the girl who had remained in the dorm common area. not that she was truly curious about the results of what had happened, she more wanted to know if either of the gods would be worth watching for in the future and pushing to be paired with either of them.

[super sorry that this is so short and sad]

[`kosmic]

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xxx statusx18 fem & yumi familiar x locx dorm x tags/mentionsx mura & kasumi x wordsx 816

xxxxThe other familiar's stare definitely threw Dominika off; she could feel the judgment and she didn't even have to say anything. However, it was something that she was use to── Domi has almost always been judged and acknowledged the moment she walked into the room. The way she carried herself and her surrounding aura was strange, especially coming from a familiar, so it always caught others off guard. That's what happens when a familiar comes from a high class family and has gods' blood running through their veins. While the girl didn't necessarily mind it, there was still times where she wished she could just blend in with the crowd or disappear entirely; sometimes the pressure of everyone's eyes on her and her only messed with her. For that long moment, the black haired girl held the other girl's gaze, as if challenging her. There was obvious tension in the room though neither were willing to acknowledge it. While this girl was giving off a hostile first impression, even Domi had to admit that she also had an impressive aura; she could tell she also carried herself with confidence no matter what. Still, she was unable to put a name to the face. Which was a bit strange since Dominika has met a fair share of both familiars and Gods, especially ones who seemed to be pure bloods.

xxxxAfter another second passed between them, the other familiar finally gave her name: Rekka Murasaki. The last name sounded faintly familiar but Domi was still unable to draw a direct connection. "Pleasure to meet you," she then said, voice flat as she did. Because despite the obvious tension between the two girls, Domi still had to act properly and with manners. With their gazes now broken, the young familiar walked away and toward one of the two least remaining bedrooms, turning the knob and pushing the door open. She was surprised to see just how spacious it actually was, her luggage already unloaded next to her bed. Already she couldn't wait to decorate her bedroom to her own liking, purple eyes moving to gaze out the small window located just left of her bed. Though, setting in and decorating would have to wait. Hearing the door to the dorm open once more, she suspected it could only be their final roommate; Kumagai (if she remembered right). Moving to leave her bedroom, Domi used her hand to gather her hair and move it to drape across one of her shoulders, now using thin fingers to run through the ash-black strands to free her hair of any knots it may have developed due to the winds outside.

xxxxNow back in the main room, her eyes settled on the new face in the room; though the other girl's sudden outburst caught her by surprise. Not just her but Rekka as well. Though, since it was about the dog she couldn't blame her too much; Dominika was personally more of a cat person but the dog was pretty cute. The girl's outburst was short lived, probably realizing what she had done, before she had rushed off to her bedroom. Before she did though, Dominika was able to catch her name: Kasumi. Already, the Yumi familiar could tell this was going to be an interesting time spent at the academy. As Kasumi was changing her drenched self, Domi was taking a seat on the opposite armchair, smoothing out the bottom of her skirt before she did. Small talk wasn't exactly her thing but she also knew that it was probably for the best for the three to try and get to know each other, especially since they're gonna be living together. They should probably at least try and get along.

xxxxLuckily, it was Murasaki that spoke up first. She wasn't at all surprised that it was about the fight that had occurred just moments ago in the arena, because quite frankly she probably would've mentioned it if she was the one who had to break the silence. "I did, yeah, unfortunately," she answered, scoffing slightly. At that moment, Kasumi was rejoining them in the main living area, taking her own seat. "Wouldn't call it much of a contest though, Kus- I mean... the other guy didn't even try to defend himself," she continued, quickly catching herself from revealing the male's identity incase the others didn't know him. "Gods' can be real annoying, huh?" she sighed aloud, leaning back in her seat. "So, did you two get the chance to meet your partners for the practice exam?" she then asked, purple eyes glancing between the two other familiars. Just as her eyes came across Kasumi once more, she quickly realized that she knew her name but hadn't given her own in return. "Oh, where are my manners? I'm Dominika, you can call me Domi though," she then said, forcing a smile across pale features.

[kalo.]

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𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐎 ~ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇
[ mood; ihatemyself ] [ location; arena ] [ tags; hibiki, alkmini, domi ] [ mentions; x ] [wc; 778 ]
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indentThe next few minutes were a blur to Kusu. Sentences blurring together and causing him to wince as the headache only worsened. More approaching footsteps only caused the god to grimace, but he did lift his gaze to see who it was. Before him stood a female with an impressive aura. She looked and felt powerful. It only made the god of death want to slink down further into this depression. To leave and never come back. It wasn't like anyone here would miss him-he'd slip out unnoticed. But when the female spoke up it caused Kusu to pause and tilt his head. The god quickly corrected himself before keeping the visible parts of his face neutral. As she identified herself as his familiar he couldn't help but feel sorry. For her. She was stuck with him and he already was to a rough start. Kusu didn't know what to say to her as she scampered off, watching her go with a sorrow expression. Was he going to hold her back? Be unable to showcase her talents an strengths? She clearly was powerful. More powerful than he was.

indentBut he had a more important thing to worry about-getting to the nurses' office with the help of the two students by his side. He felt some sort of gratitude towards them-for being willing to help him when no one else would. It made him feel guilty [but most things did as the god felt his overall existence was a burden]. They risked their reputation in order to help him. There was no doubt in the gods mind that in helping him others had started to form their own opinions about the two. That they were also weak. It only made the gods somber expression grow. He really was a bother to everyone around him. Not even his own sibling cared enough. Figured.

indentThe trio moved in the halls away from the giant crowd [which Kusu was thankful for, he was starting to grow restless with all of the students watching him] until the male spoke up about seeing the nurses office. The god lifted his gaze to the two gods he motioned towards. Looked about right to Kusuriko. If not, he'd just thank them and be on his way. Probably just leave. Get out as fast as possible. Again, wasn't like he would be missed. But something about how the familiar next to him introduced himself stirred something inside of the death god. It made him want to.. to stay? The thought repulsed him. No. He only brought more trouble where ever he went. Bringing death and sorrow where ever he went. It disgusted him. How could someone so upbeat and cheery possibly want to help someone as gloomy and depressed as himself?

indent"Oh.. uh, thank you." His voice was soft and muffled from his mask. Muffled enough he hoped that they didn't hear the confliction and sorrow that hung heavy in it. His eyes darting to see the giant smile plastered on the familiar's face. The smile and the soft question from the goddess beside him only made Kusu more flustered. Why did they care? As far as they knew he was just a reject of a god that couldn't stand up for himself. It almost frustrated Kusu that they cared this much. He didn't deserve to be cared after. "I'm fine." He practically hissed out, both out of pain and the anger that lingered from the interaction. Kusu knew he wasn't an angry person, but the sudden act of generosity from the two was enough to have the god of death confused and conflicted. But when wasn't he.

indentThe trio finally made their way to the gods at the station and Kusu felt relief. He could get checked here, send the two on their way, and leave. Boom. Mission accomplished. But the interaction with his assigned partner floated back in his mind. He already disappointed her. She was expecting him to showcase her talents and skills in the arena. He couldn't live with the fact that he would only disappoint and anger her more by leaving. He clenched his fist in frustration at his conflicting feelings before letting out a heavy sigh. "Thank you two. I'll be, uh, fine from here. You can go." The god tried his best to keep his emotions at bay-to not let any sigh of him being upset or angry out. He didn't need any more enemies than he already had. The list was ever-growing. Hisao, the god of weather, his own parents. Might as well add the familiar Dominika and half of the student population. God, he hated it here.