This reminds me of someone.. (Open)

[Zexion]

It was cold. So cold that he felt goosebumps rising on his skin. 'Who in their right mind would keep a room so positively freezing?' he wondered, brushing silvery-blue locks from the left side of his face. Tugging lightly on his uniform, a small, almost indistinguishable frown crossed his face. Without his cloak, he felt so... so naked.

Shivering suconsciously, Zexion crossed the room, his blue eyes darting to and fro, examining it's contents for any sign of the inhabitant. Or rather, he was making sure that the teacher wasn't there.

"This place, it reminds me of someone.."

Peering at the various instruments and such set carefully around the room, the Schemer's frown deepened. There was no doubt about it, this place did remind him of someone.. but he couldn't quite put his finger on who it was. And there was nothing that irked the young man more than being unsure.

By now, the cold was actually starting to bother him. Truly, it may have been hot outside, but this was just absurd. Striding towards the air conditioner, he eyed it curiously, before spotting the problem: It was turned down as far as it could go. "Hmph." Reaching for the dial, gloved fingers gripped it firmly.

"Whoever turned this down is going to have to adapt."

[Kaoru Hitachiin]

Shoes tapped quietly on the floor as he headed into the science laboratory. Kaoru was not much of a science fanatic, but he decided to give it a shot. His golden eyes were somewhat shadowed by lack of sleep. He hadn't seen his beloved twin in a very long time, and although Kaoru was usually fine being separated from Hikaru, it was taking his twin far too long to arrive. He shivered, pulling his coat closer to his body. It was cold in here. His teeth momentarily chattered and he took a deep breath and let it out. He blinked, and ran a hand through his orange-red hair, looking at the other male that was in here. Kaoru took a seat near the back of the classroom.

There was no way he was going to be comfortable in this cold, it was just, too cold. He didn't like it at all.
"..It's insanely cold in here..." Kaoru complained, huddling down a little, trying to keep warm. Who would want it this cold? It made no sense at all!

[Sylvia Geraldine]

Sylvia glided into the room through the door. She was "standing" at her adverage height, meaning she wasn't floating randomly in the air, but her feet didn't really touch the ground either. She didn't have that much control yet.

Looking around at the other students complaining of cold caused her to tilt her head. She felt fine. What did they mean, cold?

...well of course that might be because her body was in a nice warm lab a few stories down... But that wasn't her fault.

She floated serenely up to an empty desk and just looked at it for a moment. Her baby blue eyes blinked and she smiled, putting her hand reverently on the desk before slowly sliding into a normal position over the chair. Sure she wasn't really able to use it because she'd likely go through it... but even pretending was better than not being here.

She put her hands palms down on the desk surface and smiled. This was her desk. Really and truely. And this was her class.

She giggled a little at the thought. Gosh, she was really here!

In her giggled fit she accidently put her hand through the desktop.

...well ok... maybe she wasn't HERE but... at least she had permission to project her conscious here...

[Zexion]

“Hmph.” Zexion took no notice of the student who had walked in. “There’s a reason it’s so cold in here… I just can’t put my finger on it.” Turning the dial to a manageable temperature, he glanced around the room once more, blue eyes searching for some hint as to who might be using this classroom. But then, it hit him.

“This place, it reminds me of something Vexen would set up.”

As the room’s temperature slowly rose, Zexion carefully examined the room, a frown set upon his face. ‘Could Vexen be here?’ He shook his head. ‘He couldn’t be.. Axel did away with him... but the Riku Replica killed me..’ he thought, ‘and I'm still here, aren't I?’ Wandering across the classroom once more, he wandered to the desk at the front of the classroom and began to rummage through its drawers, searching for some hint of whether or not it belonged to the Chilly Academic.

Finally giving up on such a task, he withdrew, shutting the drawers. “I suppose I’ll have to find out who teaches this class some other way..” And with that, he walked back to the air conditioner, and turned the dial until it was off. Opening the classroom door, he looked down the hall, a small frown upon his face. ‘Where is this unknown teacher, anyways?’

(( Sincere apologies for short-ness.. I'm totally out of it right now #_# I'll try to make my posts longer after I eat some candy.. ))

[Koyuki Hyousetsu]

Just as if the air didn't couldn't get any colder....It did. A swish of white snow and shards of ice enter the room and headed to a seat. It slowly began to fade and revealed a girl wearing the boy's uniform and a pair of sunglasses. Her sea green hair ended at below her shoulders. Her cold blue eyes were glaring throughout the glasses.

"Grr.....When will that class already start? I want lunch time! I am hungry....." The girl grumbled with a sigh as she ran her hands through her hair. On her hairs were sharp finger nails- one that animal like and wolfish. Her pale face was staring blankly ahead. A cruel snarl was on her features.

Sighing, she reached into her bag and pulled out a DSi and began to play it. The game? A Mario game of some sort. She then stared focused on her game and tapped her foot impatiently on the group. Tap. Tap. Tap.

A few second later..."D*** it! Bowser killed me again! D*** that fire breathing sissy lizard!" Koyuki snarled as she turned off her game and tossed it into her bag. She began to sulk and laid her head on her desk. The air around her seemingly got colder and chiller. She was sending icy chilly glares at anyone who stared at her.

"Stupid modern technology...Why can't we go back to the good old days? Like Edo Japan....Or even the blasted Meiji area?!" Koyuki mumbled under her breath. "Damn...Am I really getting old?"

She noticed a moth was flying around and narrowed her eyes. How she hated bugs! She, without hesitation, made a dagger of ice and threw it at the moth! It stabbed through the moth and the dagger fell to the ground. But before it touched the floor it melted into a puddle and turned into a fine misty fog.

(( OOC: Ugh...Lame post. ))

[Vexen]

(Apologies for entering so late! Getting evicted isn't the healthiest thing for muse, haha. Thanks for waiting.)

Vexen would like to say that he had unshakeable faith in his leader.

He would like to say that, but he would also like to storm into the principal's office and slap him silly for cutting the budget on cooling so early in the year. Yes, it was snowing outside -- quite heavily, at that -- but the heating was on now and that heat drifted out from the other classrooms and hallway and would surely affect his room if he didn't keep the A/C running every waking second of the day.

Even now, he was beginning to sweat -- the body heat generated from hundreds of noisy, obnoxious students in the hallway was overwhelming to a man clad in an all-black, all-leather coat that stretched to his ankles and had sleeves extending well past his fingertips. The gloves and boots didn't help, but he wouldn't abandon them for the world -- the most he would forfeit is his hairstyle, tying those long blonde locks back into a neat ponytail that didn't quite seem to suit him. It did, however, keep a reasonable amount of heat off the back of his neck.

It wasn't enough to counterbalance the amount of heat resulting from the physical exhertion of carrying a fairly large box full of new textbooks and lab equipment halfway across the academy grounds and up three flights of stairs and through the scores of students and finally into his classroom, which -- oh no no no this absolutely wouldn't do it wasn't freezing and this would be a problem in a moment. Pushing past the short-statured kid blocking the doorway with an indignant "beg your pardon," Vexen set the box down on his desk with a loud bang and grabbed a book before immediately addressing the problem with the air conditioning.

"Good morning pipe down take your seats books out page eighty-four cellphones off shut up please next person who speaks has detention every day for the rest of the semester." The standard greeting, repeated every class regardless of hour or page or whether anyone was listening or not, came tumbling out of his mouth without any thinking effort on his part; he was too preoccupied with the air conditioning to take into account anyone else's needs at the moment. Opening every window on his way over, he let the cold wind blow in a flurry of snow and felt relief at the chill that ran through the room, but it still wasn't quite enough.

Some wolf-looking transvestite with hair raped by chlorine sat with her noisy entertainment machine glaring off her ridiculous sunglasses, and it was all Vexen could do not to send her off to become a Dusk the moment he saw her. She put the thing away, though, and so he settled for giving her a sound thwack on the head with the textbook without even telling her what it was she was doing that was so offensive. And now the air conditioning. Turning the dial all the way up to eleven, because eleven really did exist -- but only for the individuals who didn't think it was cold until they were frozen solid in a block of ice -- Vexen stayed attached to the thing until he made sure it was pumping out the maximum amount of cold possible.

"The next student to touch the air conditioning shall have all of their grades dropped to zero -- as the temperature should be. Now, page eighty-four: regarding the properties of heavy metals..."

He stopped short upon turning, eyes growing wide once he caught sight of that short-statured man he nearly ran over a moment ago. It took a moment; he squinted in disbelief, hunching over a little more in a posture reminiscient of a startled cat approaching a dog-shaped bomb. A few beats, and he slowly crossed the room.

"...Zexion?"

[Zexion]

Zexion was… bewildered. One moment, he was standing in the doorway, and the next, Vexen had pushed past him without so much as a hello. ‘He’s…alive?’ Straightening, he opening his mouth to speak, but quickly silenced himself at the threat of detention. Even if all he did in his free time was meander around the library, he was not going to give up such time to sit in a classroom with absolutely nothing to do but stare at the wall. As Vexen began opening the windows, it was all Zexion could do not to rush over and shut each window as soon as the Academic moved on to the next. A solitary chill ran down his spine, leaving a displeasured frown to settle upon his face. ‘Hmph. Same old Vexen.’

His eyes flickered with amusement (mental illusion?) at Vexen’s reaction to the girl’s DSi, but he held his tongue while the blond moved on to the air conditioner. ‘If it couldn’t get any colder..’ he thought, tugging on his gloves in an attempt to keep his hands from going numb. Watching Vexen with criticizing eyes, he shook his head in disapproval, knowing fairly well that if the Academic had a choice in the matter, he would make the classroom as cold as Antarctica.

As he heard the scientist utter his name, he snapped out of his thoughts. “Nice to see you’ve noticed me, Vexen,” he said coolly, icy blue eyes (or at least one of them) peering into green. He brushed a drifting flake of snow from his shoulder. “I thought Axel had killed you.” Glancing around the room, his eyes came to rest on Vexen’s cloak. “Hmph. So you’re still allowed to wear it?” If Zexion had a heart, he would’ve been miffed. Why could he wear his cloak, when Zexion was forced to feel like a hairless cat every time the breeze hit his skin? “How… unfair.”

Brushing hair from the normally clear side of his face, he glanced at the open windows, wondering if it would be worth a detention or two to simply slam them shut. ‘Is he trying to give us all frostbite?’ he wondered… but soon after this thought, another question came to mind.. and without a moment’s hesitation, he asked, “Vexen, are there any others?”

[Larxene]

(considering my Kaoru muse has abandoned me I'll bring Larxene in)


She could feel the cold eminating from the science room about six feet away before she got into the class, gaze narrowing, she wrapped her arms close about her thin torso as she came closer, upon entering the room, her teal gaze widened in shock. Why were Vexen and Zexion here? She shivered, momentarily distracted by the cold.
"Zexion? Vexen?" She inquired, raising an eyebrow at the two Nobodies she thought she'd never see again, not that she really cared. She walked further into the room, pursing her softly glossed lips.

This has to be my imagination..it just has to be... Larxene thought as she walked closer to Zexion and Vexen. How was this possible? Didn't the two die? It made no sense. How the hell could two dead Nobodies just be back like this? Though, not that it was a surprise, she was here after all, and so was Axel..A smirk appeared on Larxene's face as she thought about the chat the two had had, she had however broken the uniform code and was wearing her old Organization cloak. It partially kept the cold out, and her gloves helped. She frowned at the two, trying to debate if this was just a dream or not. "How's this possible? How can you two be alive?" She demanded.

[Vexen]

[Quick note, since some were a little confused about this:

Posting Order: Zexion, Larxene, Koyuki, Vexen

Carry on!]