To Start Anew(open)

[prince]

Ending of the morning, though not quite noon. A smile of near maliciousness, harbored by the blonde teen with a rather odd apparel. Underneath the uniform, his favorite striped shit. He couldn't go anywhere without wearing it. It was his favorite, and everything else felt too weird on his perfect skin. At least, that's the way he saw it. If nothing more, you could instantly tell he was a strange one, the way he walked, all high and mighty, the large vocabulary, and most of all, the silver tiara looking crown on his head. He was royalty from a place no one really knew.

He demanded attention wherever he went, and usually got it. He was a fairly brilliant and gifted person... However, there were the times when his own blood was shed. His malicious smile grew to that of a smirk. "Prince the Ripper" they called him back home. He was known for killing his twin brother there. A wider smirk, as he stopped, his light voice chuckling slightly at the blissful memories.

He walked towards the office. He was supposed to be creating his schedule and receiving a room. He silently wondered whether or not they could handle a monster like him, but that thought made him go even crazier with laughter.

Out of his entire family, he was the only one as skilled with knives as he was, the only one as skilled with anything as he was really. He did always carry his blades with him, against the rules or not. They were important to him, crafted just for him to be as pristine for throwing as possible.

A gentle knock on the office doors as he walked in signaled that he was indeed there. This was his time to shine now, and no one could tell him otherwise.

[Lien Braska]

Lien hummed happily as she walked down the hallway. Her long black hair was pulled back into a pony tail, black curled strands fell beautifully down her face, framing her purple-crimson eyes. She felt like she was floating high above the clouds, lighter than air and filled with a euphoria she had never known. Her uniform was clean, pressed, and perfect. Her long legs made her twirl but she stopped when she saw the guy about her age standing at the administration office. He looked... strange. It wasn't really anything big... but that tiara on top of his head made him look completely gay. And that smug look did not help at all. She tilted her head, her curls swaying ever so slightly as she approached him slowly.
"Uhm... Mr. screaming for attention... are you looking for anyone in particular?" she asked with a soft teasing tone, but that smug look on his face probably meant he was gonna cop an attitude right back. If that was the case... she would be able to give attitude right back. If there was one thing Lien loved... it was competition and arguing. Oh yes... she loved to argue... loved to insult and tease... but that was her nature. She was a caddy girl, sarcastic as hell.

[prince]

The soft chuckle stopped as he turned towards this girl. He smirked more, taking in her appearence, as he was sure she had taken in his. He didn't care what he came across as to anyone else, so long as he was the beautiful princess of them all.

"Not screaming for it. I'm barely speaking at all." His voice matched his looks, light but rough around the edges, and an all out straight edged, maniacal tone that said he wasn't really safe to be around. "Class registration. Dorm rooms..." He smirked some more and raised his head slightly. His eyes were still buried behind his bangs, as they usually were, but he like it better this way, much easier to analyze people without being analyzed himself.

"Besides, what help would I need from the likes of a lowly normal girl?"

[Lien Braska]

She smirked slightly. "Baby I'm anything from normal and if you're gonna cop an attitude before really learning who the hell you are talking to ya better bend over now and put a sign on your ass saying 'Fuck with me' cuz hunny that tiara is gonna get your ass kicked left and right." she chuckled and pushed the bangs from her face. "And lowly is far from it." she walked over to him, her own personal cat walk as she sided right up to him and smiled. "I'm the lowest of the low... a street kid from the bowls of New York and if you fuck with me I'll kick your ass so hard you'll shitting out of your mouth." she smiled polietly while she said all this, the turned and started to walk away. Lien had been fighting for far too long when she grew up in New York... she fought to survive though... true fighting for her life, not for sport or for fun.
She liked this guy... liked his attitude. "When you are all done here... come chill with me in the cafeteria around 12." she flicked her hair again, strutting like a model as she walked away. Yeah... Lien had a huge attitude problem and the mouth of a sailor but she loved being bad, loved challenging others and if someone was around her they had to be able to handle themselves. Dish it out, and take it.

[prince]

He sighed as she walked away, not bothering to comment at all to anything she had said, truth was, he didn't find it necessary to really pa any attention, except the invitation caught his attention. He also had heard the threat of getting his ass kicked. The small thought made him chuckle. He turned and went into the office, gathering his paper work and looked at the time. He began to make his way to the cafeteria. He wanted to see that girl again, to really bring her to her knees. If anyone wold fight him, the would see what he was capable of. Fighting for their lives... making them beg, making them scream... All things he was fairly good at.

He walked into the cafeteria, at exactly 2 minutes to noon. He wasn't early by much, but early enough to get a good spot by the edge of the room where he could scope everyone out. He loved to observe, though no one could ever see his eyes to know he was observing them.

[Lien Braska]

She went through cafeteria line, picking out a grilled cheese with turkey... and a half a grapefruit. Along with a Sobe Grapfruit and cranberry drink. She was a sucker for it... every meal she had something with grapefruit, and even her body spray was grapefruit. Delicious. She turned and saw him, went over and sat down at a table, quietly eating her meal as he observed what ever he wanted. She picked up her sandwich and started to eat slowly, savoring the flavor in her mouth as she chewed slowly, licking her lips. It was her own little pleasure as she smiled and continued to eat.
She knew she was ignoring him, but in her mind food always came before business. She took the bottle and cracked it open, then took a swig. She shivered in delight and placed the drink down, then started to sprinkle some salt onto the grapefruit, the picked up the plastic knife, cutting the grapefruit carefully.

[prince]

He didn't know how some people could stand to eat the slime they did. Nothing they served looked the least bit appetizing, but he supposed he would have to get used to it after awhile or starve. That would be his choice in the end though he supposed. He watched her eating habits intently, noticing the shiver with the grapefruit drink. He could use that to his advantage someday.

This stuff was almost sickening to him, he already was missing his specially prepared meals... "Is there anything... Decent here...?"

[Lien Braska]

She looked up at him and scoffed. "Sorry your royal pain the ass... but to a kid like me this is great." she rolled her eyes. This food was wonderful... better than eating out of the garbage. "Not all of us can be spoiled ya know..." she rolled her eyes again and cut the piece of grapefruit out and put into her mouth with a soft moan. "Besides there is nothing better than this grapefruit. you should give it a chance." she licked her lips and continued to eat the food. She knew he was rich... it was easy to tell by the way he seemed to snob everything.
She paused and looked around, her eyes scanning over the crowd to see who was here today. Hmm... didn't seem like very many were that she knew. Truth be told the cafeteria seemed a little more empty than usually but she supposed that was because it was friday... many kids ditched and went into town to get food. Maybe she should plan a surprise for her and Inuyasha... like... some romantic picnic at their spot. She smiled brightly at the thought, feeling chiper.

[prince]

"Royal pain in the ass... That's a new one..." He responded, a small chuckle in his throat. "This is boring." It had been awhile since he was properly entertained, hadn't it... He smiled a little. No, he couldn't do it here, too may people would get involved. He looked towards her as she talked about the grapefruit. "I do not think so." He responded. ((lol i hate grapefruit with a passion.... so I can't expect Bel to eat them either.))

The noises of the place were starting to give him a wee bit of a headache. After all, he was used to silence. Well, other than the screams of his victims. He grinned evilly again and looked around, trying to find someone that would be fun to... play with. This female probably would play with him after all.

He stood and waved a bit before leaning against the wall. He didn't necessarily wish to leave, after all, the female had been the one to ask him here in the first place, surely there had been a reason for that. He would just wait until she had completed her meal before he talked to her, as she seemed a bit more than a little distracted by the food.

[Lien Braska]

She saw the way he seemed to not like grapefruit and she shrugged. "Suit yourself... I love it..." she licked the top of the grapefruit and continued to eat. Her eyes watched him carefully as he grinned. His eyes might have been covered but he gave away so much with his smiles. She could tell he was twisted in the head, sick and probably far more dangerous than most of the normal hoodlums she hung out with, but Lien seemed to attract trouble and it wasn't like she really minded.
Her eyes flickered over his uniform... sure he looked like he fit in... but it was obvious as the nose on her face that he did not. "So... sit down and talk to me... you seem like a smart ass... and the type of guy that can handle himself." she tore a piece of the sandwich off and popped it into her mouth. She chewed with her mouth closed, just because she was raised on the streets didn't mean she didn't have manners... no.. that was the first thing her adoptive father had taught her was how to at least have manners at the table. Her elbows were not on the table, her mouth was closed, she used a napkin, and she despite her licking the grapefruit... she normally didn't slurp down her meals. "I'm Lien by the way... Lien Braska." She gently wiped her mouth off and leaned back in her chair, her legs crossing since she didn't wanna flash anyone in her skirt.

[prince]

He returned to his spot at the table and sat down. People were such interesting creatures. He had always been called abnormal, and inhuman. But he never really thought of himself that way. He read through her comments. "I can very well handle myself... I just hope no one will be stupid enough to get on my bad side."

He looked towards her, moving the crown on his head, shifting it to be perfectly straight on the center of his head. He was beautiful. "I'm actually rather wicked with knives..." His smirk widened as he looked back around the cafeteria. No one interesting to prove that theory on. "This place is boring. Not enough action.... Not challenging enough for someone of my standards."

[Lien Braska]

She shrugged. "If you don't like it... try to find a more challenging school. Honestly I love it here... better than being on the streets." she licked her lips. "Besides you've barely even been around. You should try the combat class... now that is fun." she took her drink and put a straw in it, sipping on it slowly and looked around. She licked her lips and smirked. "There really aren't that many kids around here today... I guess it's because everyone is getting ready for the ball." she looked down at her plate, was too full to eat the rest so she stood and threw away her plate, keeping her drink, and the put the tray on top of the garbage.
She adjusted her hair and looked at the guy for a bit. "You should get yourself a boyfriend... then you can keep busy with him." she smirked as her eyes went up the tiara. "Though I have to say... you seem a little too high maintenance to really be date-able more than fuck-able." She shrugged and walked over to the table and picked up her back pack again with a yawn. "I'm heading to the dorms to see if there are any parties going on... you're welcome to join."

[prince]

"Can't. Parents want me at this one... But I suppose any school so long as it isn't there is fine by them." He turned away, staring at the very few people left, then watched her dump her tray. Barely hearing her comments, or rather, not paying attention to them, until she said boyfriend. He almost laughed. He did not need a boyfriend, or any friend for that matter. He was high maintenance. But that was just how he liked it.

"Neither actually." He responded to her "date-able, fuck-able" comment. He didn't feel that he needed either, unless his supposed lover was as sadistic as he was, though... he would wind up murdering anyone that cut him open. He chuckled a bit, the thoughts of his twin Rasiel running through his head, the screams of his twin filled those sadistic thoughts.

The words "party" and "join" pierced those thoughts though. Him? Go to a party? He was up for it he supposed, but most just called him a kill joy because he always sat back and observed, but maybe he could find someone to "play" with. He shrugged and stood up, following her out. Maybe this party thing would be good for him. Though...

He didn't even realize that he had taken out one of his knives and began twirling it around his finger. "I'm Belgephor. Bel for short. Though... Most called me Prince the Ripper." He seemed a bit lost in thought, the throwing knife still spinning around his finger. He didn't care if he got caught. He was just here because no one wanted him at home.

[Lien Braska]

She gabbed her black back pack and headed down the halls, reaching into it she pulled out some gum and popped it into her mouth as she listened to him introduce himself. "I'll just call you Bel." she shrugged and offered him a piece of gum.

They were in luck, as they headed down the hall there was a party going on near Lien's dorm. She smiled a bit and banged on the door, it was just a few of the older students blasting music, playing twister, or playing Halo on an Xbox. "Twister!" Lien called out and hopped over to them to spin the dial and pointed to a boy. "You! Right hand green!" she grinned and looked up as someone handed her a closed can of soda. "Thanks!" she smiled and motioned for Bel to enter as well.

[prince]

He looked around at the party. It was... Interesting. He entered slowly and moved towards the corner, being handed soda as well and looking at it before setting it, still unopened on the table. He watched the games being played, taking no particular interest in any of them. The twister game was some what interesting to him, though not fully. He was more interesting in watching the people in the room. A room full of games, and none as entertaining to him as his own...