- A L E X A N D R I A - C E N T U R Y - L O U R D E S -
If you happened to be a boring old human, you'd find Alexandria to be one of three things. The first was irritating. Alexandria had the sort of personality that would easily get on your nerves. She seems to have the personality which makes other people believe that she sees herself as better than everyone else and that she holds herself in the highest of regard. This is untrue, since she doesn't believe her life is perfect, she believes that it's a rather intense emotional rollercoaster caused by a terrible childhood. The second thing you'd find Alexandria to be would be absolutely weird. Not just a bit weird, but completely. The children at the last orphanage she was at enjoyed making fun of the girl who talked to herself and had the strangest of habits such as actually arguing with thin air. This was mostly down to Alexandria talking to the invisible-to-everyone-except-Alexandria-demon who tended to find the worst times to wind the girl up.
The third thing would be impossibly creepy. She seemed to have a habit of appearing out of thin air. Of course these were her powers, and Alexandria had found it amusing to tease the other kids.
With a sigh, Alexandria got out of the car that had just pulled up outside the school. 'Oh very classy...' Lexina (the demon that Alex had made up and blamed for everything) commented in her head. Alexandria frowned as she pulled her two bags from the car. 'Makes you wonder who's funding this place... And why.'
She frowned slightly. There had to be a double motive behind the making of the Academy, there had to be a reason didn’t there? She believed that there might be a ulterior reason... Like crime fighting (she’d probably been watching too many action movies). Or perhaps she was being paranoid.
Most likely the second option.
She pushed green hair out of her eyes and headed off down the path towards the school.
- A D E N - C A U S E - N U R A N -
Aden Cause Nuran, a boy named by ridiculous parents, was the next one through the school's doors. He stepped out of the way of the doors, trying not to get in the way of the mass gathering of people in the front area. A large crowd of people was just incredibly interesting to Aden, he could see all the different possible consequences for whatever was currently going on. It was like seeing into the future, only Aden could see thousands of different versions of the future. He scratched at the back of his neck for a moment, where the tattoo of an ankh was covered by long blonde hair. Aden had three distinguishing marks, the tattoo on the back of his neck was one, an Egyptian symbol for life. There was a cross on the back of his hand, a rather complex design that had taken hours. There was also a crude curved scar running across his left cheek.
Aden was incredibly childish and restless too, and was currently shuffling cards in his hands. He liked to be constantly occupied with something. Just out of habit.
He slipped over one of the cards; they weren’t an average deck of cards. They were more like tarot cards. The fronts of the cards were embellished with interesting pictures and words. He glanced at the card, though he already knew the outcome, and a smirk rose on his face. The word doom was written around the edge of the card over and over and a dark hooded figure stood in the middle. How foreboding.
With a yawn he headed off to find his dorm, which was a simple matter of disappearing, passing through the dimension he watched earth through and reappearing a few seconds later in his dorm. Simple.
