supposed super woman

" I was born a slave and will die a slave, even if my chains are broken, there is no escaping from it. " fated to hakuryuu

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If anyone mentions my boobs be warned I will knee you where it hurts.

[hakuthishappentome-blog]

Something unintended || Closed for Morgiana||

Hakuryuu had never been to a “real” school before, it was an intriguing experience and something out of the ordinary for him. All his life he had been taught by private tutors at his home. Seeing as he was a prince there was no need for him to come to a public facility to learn things— but now here he was as Tancho academy. His experience here was one he seemed to enjoy. Getting away fromt he palace and being able to meet new people it was just so very refreshing!

Still not used to his uniform the youth was having some troubles with his tie as he walked down a hall in the school while he was trying to tie it— it was embarrassing and people would look at him funny sometimes. He felt silly and cursed having to wear such a thing. Finally being able to tie the pesky piece of fabric he let out a breath un-furrowing his brows.

The young prince looked up and continue to stroll down the hall, just then he had seen a wave of a dark pink cross the hall that was still a bit far from him. Cerulean hues widened some in surprise. “Could that have been…” Hakuryuu couldn’t help but pick up his speed as he walked something that soon turned into a sprint of sorts. So far he had not seen any of his “friends” yet in the little time he was here— perhaps today was the day he’d come face to face with one.

Curving down the hall where he had seen the head of fuchsia go into his eyes scanned most of the area till they came to a complete stop on who he was looking for; indeed that was the person he had thought he had seen lady Morgiana. Without any hesitation he began to run towards the girl blurting out her name. “L…Lady Morgiana!” His voice broke through the chatter of the other students. “Lady Morgiana, please wait!” Hakuryuu maneuvered his way through the students until he was almost in the clear. As he neared towards the girl in his own excitement the prince seemed to have tripped on his own feet. Far too close to Morgiana, Hakuryuus hand landed on one of her breasts.

Direct hand to boob contact.

There was a long moment of silence before the youth had registered what had happened— immediately he removed his hand his face becoming an awkward shade of red to the tip of his ears; his eyes looked at everywhere else besides Mor. The crybaby prince teared up he was so embarrassed and sorry he could just barely form a sentence. What a terrible stroke of luck. “M…My deepest apologies!” He folded his hands and bowed in the most desperate manner. “Please forgive me Lady Morgiana, I am so terribly sorry I did not intend to do that..!” Now came the major waterworks.

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Was it time for school already? She should've never gone to the shopping district in the town this early in the morning. She should've never listened to her counselor. Getting a watch could've waited, but then again knowing what time of day it was would be very beneficial and she could spend her time more wisely. The thing that worried Morgiana was wearing this type of uniform. It's not that she didn't like it, but it didn't exactly fit her style of clothing. None of this new modern clothing seemed to be to her liking. All this new technology had also been a surprise when she had first arrived here. 

Realizing she wouldn't make it in time for school, she decided to take her usual shortcut. Kneeling down on the ground, Morgiana launched herself. Hopping quickly from building to building she soon reached Tancho in a matter of minutes. Landing right in front of the main school building she hurriedly moved inside looking at her watch to check the time, thirty minutes left before class started. If she left now, she could get something to snack on while she was in class. With that thought in mind, she made her way down the hall, pushing through the crowd of students who refused to make way, until out of the crowd she heard one voice above all others.

“L…Lady Morgiana!”

No..it couldn't be. Could it? Only one person that she knew addressed her in such a way. 

“Lady Morgiana, please wait!”

Red hues widened as she soon saw the young Prince make his way through the crowd calling her name. " H-Hakuryuu! " she exclaimed, taking a step forward. She couldn't have been happier than she was right now to see him. That is until he tripped and just so happened to touch her boob. 

" Hak-- " utterly shocked and stunned by the sudden contact, it seemed like the world around the both of them had stopped just for this moment and all the eyes of the students were focused on them. It didn't even matter to her that he apologized to her. In retaliation, Morgiana clenched her hands into fists, grinding her teeth together as she screamed, " Hakuryuu Ren. " Raising her fist, intent on giving him a punch he'd never forget, just as she was about to hit him she changed her mind realizing she couldn't do that to him after what had happened between the both of them the last time they saw each other. 

Shaking her head, she turned and started to walk the opposite way to get to her first class only turning back to give the boy a glare. " I'll let it go this time, but next time.. " she trailed off assuming that he'd already know what she meant. Way to go Hakuryuu, turn what was supposed to be a touching moment into something that made Morgiana hate him.

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ninja skills { morgiana & mihashi }

[mihashii-blog]

Had he heard her right?? Or did he just imagine it in place of something else she had said? Start of being friends? With Mihashi? And a girl? This was beyond him. The only girls he really knew before here were his mom, Coach, and the manager, and since they were all so different it left him at a loss. But… maybe this once he’d trust his hears? Because she seemed serious when she said it, so… maybe she actually said it.

He slumped back, relaxed, with a weird expression (there wasn’t even a proper word for it) stretching out on his normally worried face. Well… it was better than crying. 

Oh.

Wait, he was doing that too. Mihashi wiped at his eyes quickly, getting back into fetal position before she saw he was doing it.

“Is that…” His voice came out weak and muffled, but it came out. “Is that really… okay…? For us to be friends?” 

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Confused at his initial reaction, Morgiana tilted her head to the side. Asking if it was all right for them to be friends was making her question herself as to why she even asked him in the first place. " I-Is it not okay for us to become friends, Mihashi? " she looked at him worriedly as she spoke. Was she being too forward? Was she asking too soon? 

Seeing that he was now curled into the fetal position, Morgiana moved closer to him once again, placing her hand comfortingly on his shoulder before she spoke once more, " If it is too soon, we can get to know one another better before we come to that conclusion. " There was no rush, they could start easy and just hang out often before making it official. She didn't want to worry her first friend here after all.

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ninja skills { morgiana & trish }

[wawawannabe-blog]

The sooner Trish could deal with this girl and get back on terra firma, the better. Still, she needed to find out the girl’s intentions and such to make sure that she could get away unscathed and preferably, without gaining an enemy. She watched as Morgiana inspected Spice Girl, and Spice Girl only inspected the girl back. She had quite the strength within her, and could certainly be a dangerous foe if provoked. Trish raised an eyebrow at Morgiana’s question.

“A metal vessel? No, I don’t have anything of the sort…”

What in the world was this girl talking about? This was a power she was familiar with? Well the only way that she could be familiar with this was if the girl was a Stand user herself. While that seemed unlikely, it was also the best explanation for this. She opened her mouth to ask her, but Spice Girl took the initiative instead, speaking in a calm, robotic voice.

“I do not come from anything like a vessel, unless you count Trish a vessel. I am a Stand, a manifestation of my user’s spirit. I am Spice Girl.”

Trish huffed a bit – well, at least she didn’t have to say it herself. Morgiana continued to ask questions to which Trish didn’t know the answer to, and she sighed.

“Well, she told you, didn’t she? I don’t know what you’re talking about, but Spice Girl is none of that. And no, I don’t know Balbadd or Sindria, whoever or whatever they are.”

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Manifestation of the user's spirit, huh? That was enough to pique her interest on this " Spice Girl. " Though it did leave her a little worried knowing that such things existed in the world. She'd have to ask Sinbad had he heard of such a thing later, but now she was on her own. There were so many questions she had wanted to ask Trish, but she doubted that she'd even answer.

Wasn't something needed to be able to summon such a manifestation though? Some sort of weapon? Morgiana was getting into deep thought just thinking about this entire subject. It seemed that Trish must have different ways as to making her djinn-like creature work for her. A+ for confusing the hell out of Mor. Not many have managed to do it. " I..do not completely understand what you are speaking of, " she began. " But if I am able to gain your trust will you inform me on more of this subject? " 

Of course she knew that she would have to gain the pinkette's trust before she's going to tell her anymore about the creature she possesses. Were there others out there like her? The more Morgiana dared to think about it, the more nervous she became. Now it was only a matter of gaining trust in the mean time.

[straysinger]

abandoned meetings [open!]

[straysinger]

A… long way from Tancho? SeeU couldn’t help but allow a frown to touch her lips. That wasn’t good, oh no, that wasn’t good at all. She could have swore she had barely walked off campus noticing that one amusement park, but seeing as how her new beloved school was nowhere to be found, her memory seemed to prove her wrong. Lack of memories and being far away from home - It was as if she had been abducted by aliens. She felt like she was about to gasp at the realization - What if she wasn’t on Earth anymore?!

“ What are you doing in the slums here like this? ”

Oh, that made sense.

“We’re in the slums?” SeeU asked, but she felt as though she already knew the answer. She had heard about them from passing students in the hallway, but really just assumed it was a code word of some sort and left it at that. Peering around at her current surroundings, though, none of these places looked like they held some high-tech James Bond movie gadget, so she ruled it out.

“I.. I was trying to find my classes,” SeeU admitted with a sheepish giggle, taking a few steps closer to the shorter female. “Guess I kinda wandered off..” She trailed off, debating whether or not to add on the current statement, but left it at that. It was kind of her past, and she refused to talk about it. “But you know where Tancho is, right?”

It was a bit of hopeful thinking. SeeU knew that, but still she smiled at the girl, grabbing at the end of her wild hair and twirling it around her index finger. Even if this stranger was just as lost as she was, it’d be okay, because it wasn’t like the slums were a Labyrinth, anyways (although SeeU would very much argue the inside of Tancho Academy was a different story), so as soon as they got back to Tancho they could help each other find their classes. The idea sounded nice - SeeU was now aware of her rather sore feet from all the walking she did and all she wanted to do was curl up in her Mythology class with a nice cup of Hercules.

“Ah, well, even if you don’t, it’s nice to meet you! I’m SeeU!”

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Eyeing the blonde up and down carefully, Morgiana deemed her to be harmless. She probably did really get lost here. No big deal, Morgiana would lead her back to the academy since she really didn't have anything better to do at this point in time. Nodding her head to SeeU's question of knowing where Tancho was she pointed straight ahead before she started walking again. " I suggest if you want to get out you follow me. " 

" I'll help you find your classes as well. " How could she not help someone in need who needed it? It was what Aladdin or Alibaba would have done. Probably for the wrong reasons, but still they would've both helped her. She was lucky to have been found or else she probably would've stayed lost.

Noticing as to how the blonde walked she could tell that her feet were sore. At seeing this, Morgiana crouched down onto the ground, back to SeeU. " Get on. Hurry up. " Hopefully she'd comply with the red head's request and just get on her back. " You will not hurt me. " Getting slightly impatient she sighed.

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戦闘民族ファナリス

[gratuitousengrish-blog]

if 1 sword has the power of 100, then 6 swords--! } open

The One-Eyed Dragon, Date Masamune, loved baseball. Love, however, did not translate over well to talent. For starters, he held three bats between his fingers instead of one. Muscle memory dictated that he do so and no amount of scolding could get him to change his ridiculous ways. One did not simply correct the King Party Rocker of Oushuu.

Yet for once in his high school career, Mr. Daimyou could be found with one and only one bat in hand. He kept twirling it like a baton, but the decrease was still an improvement. “What’s a guy gotta do to have some fun around here? I’m starting to miss that idiot with the headband.” He smirked at the thought of his eternal rival, looking forward to their destined rematch.

But while there was no Sanada Yukimura in attendance, Masamune had to content himself with this herd of losers. “Man, people are pretty good about moving out of the way. [Nice.]” Someone was bound to get hit by that swinging bat.

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" I do not think you should swing it like th-- " Why for heaven's sake had he been twirling that bat like it was some sort of baton or weapon? Wasn't it supposed to be some type of friendly sport played between comrades? Guess it wasn't. Because of his silly antics, Morgiana had gotten hit with the bat while she was only trying to warn him to stop doing so. How ironic.

Having been knocked slightly aback she held her hand to her head, luckily he hadn't hit her hard enough for her to sustain any serious damage. Though when she gathered her bearings, she proceeded to snatch the bat from the man's hands so no unfortunate event such as hers would happen again. Red eyes narrowed as she spoke carefully, " Do not swing it again. " Hands clenched tightly on the bat she had in hand. If he didn't stop, she'd either break it over his head or something of the sort.

" Do not swing it again, " she repeated, only to make sure he had heard her the first time. With some hesitation she handed it back to him after a moment. Hopefully he heeded her word. 

[fanalising-blog]

ninja skills { morgiana & mihashi }

[mihashii-blog]

A… far away place? Wow, she really must have had it rough coming all the way to Japan for school! Part of him wondered if she came here alone. Or maybe she had family that came with her?? He couldn’t imagine being somewhere without his family- 

well, when he thought about it… that was what he was doing now, wasn’t he? After all, he came here alone from Saitama. No friends, no family, no one he knows… 

The realization set in on him and he brought his knees up to his chest, listening to the girl speak.

Wait- wait, she wanted to see his schedule? Did he have that on himself? He awkwardly moved his position, grabbing his bag and digging through it. Mihashi pulled out a folder, shifting quickly and nervously through, trying to find his class schedule. He was sure if anywhere, it’d be in there. 

Ah! There it was. 

Carefully, he handed the piece of paper to Morgiana. Share classes, huh? He never even thought of that. Somehow, he felt alienated by such unique people that he had forgotten he was going to be attending the same classes as some of them. 

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Carefully looking over his schedule and comparing it with his own, Morgiana found it surprising that they were in the same year and they had two classes together. Maybe this hadn't been such a waste of time after all. In a way, she'd found someone who she had classes with and because of that it was more than likely they would become friends because of it.

Handing his schedule back to him, Morgiana smiled, now standing on her feet. She offered her hand to him to help him up as she spoke, " We have classes together. I guess we will be seeing each other a lot. " It was a good thing and plus he seemed friendly, though a bit shy they would work on that. " I think this is the start of us being friends, Mihashi. " Even though it was pretty weird on how they'd become friends, Morgiana thought nothing of it. As long as he wasn't scared of her.

[fanalising-blog]

ninja skills { morgiana & trish }

[wawawannabe-blog]

The only thing Trish could do was stare at the young girl before her. She hadn’t jumped, hadn’t even blinked at the sight of Spice Girl, as though some strange apparition appearing beside a person was something she was used to seeing. In fact, the girl remained calm, and didn’t react in any way. And that was what put Trish on edge – what sort of things had this girl seen in her life that Spice Girl wasn’t even the tiniest bit strange to her?

She listened as the girl explained herself, how she meant Trish no harm, which she both believed and didn’t believe. Seeing how this girl had brought her to the roof in a matter of seconds showed her potential, but if she said she wasn’t going to hurt her, then Trish guessed she had to believe her for now, but it was best to stay on her toes. Maybe she was just being paranoid, but being chased around by  numerous assassins hell-bent on taking your life would do that to you.

“We’ll pretend like I believe you, then. I don’t see why you needed to bring me to the roof of the building if you only had some questions for me.”

“My name is Trish Una. I would say it’s nice to meet you Morgiana, but then I’d be lying. So then, what is it you wanted to ask me?”

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Ah..well this was bound to not be a very nice meeting and Morgiana didn't mind that much. Maybe if she had just done something normal like regular girls her age do, it wouldn't have turned out this way. Eyes now scanning the creature that was behind Trish, to her it was nothing more than probably a djinn of some sort. Strange how she'd met another metal vessel user like this. " You are the holder of a metal vessel, correct? " That was the only explanation she could think of.

Going back to the main question, Morgiana hadn't thought of any other questions she needed answered at this point in time. However, she did want to know whether or not that creature was a manifestation of some sort or if it acted on it's own, seeing as Trish had no present weapon with her. She was guessing the latter had to be true. " Surely it is not coincidence that you possess a power that I am familiar with. " 

Perhaps Trish some kind of knowledge of the lands Morgiana had seen. " Do you know of Balbadd or Sindria? " If she couldn't answer, Morgiana would know for sure if her powers were something beyond her understanding at this point in time. However, she'd find out how they worked one way or another.

[fanalising-blog]

ninja skills { morgiana & mihashi }

[mihashii-blog]

Ah- besides being inhumanly strong, she seemed… rather normal? And definitely polite. Which was certainly a great thing for him and his heart. He gave a sheepish smile as she earnestly apologized and checked him for injuries before he could even object. And she kept true to her promise of not meaning to harm him, so he was able to settle down a little bit. 

He had just relaxed back when a sudden onslaught of questions made him jerk back up, face going red. Mihashi felt confused- more so than when he had originally been picked up. Did she not know where she was? And why him, of all people? Was this some type of prank on the transfer student? Mihashi couldn’t put it past people, but… something just felt off about her. Maybe he was wrong?

“M… Mihashi. My name is R-Ren Mihashi!!” he replied. “Um- I-I’m from Saitama! Er, that’s in the middle of the country… A-and I guess my parents mentioned it to me and I had them e-enroll me to this school… I don’t think there’s, um, really anything special about my arrival….” 

[fanalising-blog]

At least he was complying with her. Nothing would have to get rough between the two of them. Judging from his outer exterior he didn't appear to be very well built or strong though. Looks can be deceiving, but Morgiana was sure she could overpower this kid if she had to and wanted to. 

Waiting for his answers she sat patiently only to hear him stutter out everything she wanted to hear a moment later. " Ren Mihashi.. " Another Ren. Perhaps he had some sort of distant relations to Hakuryuu and his family? Maybe or maybe not. " I see. Well I am Morgiana. " She now looked awkwardly down at the ground as she was looking for the right words to say.

" I am..from a place that is far away. " and it's not like she was lying, the Dark Continent was probably pretty far from this place after all. " Again I am sorry for bringing you here like this..may I see your school schedule? " She held her hand out in front of him as she waited for the piece of paper to be placed into her hand. " I would like to see if we share any rooms. " Rooms, classes, whatever people called them these days. She was just curious.

[fanalising-blog]

ninja skills { morgiana & mori }

[moriofthesun]

Every time Motonari thought nothing weirder than the last weird thing he experienced would happen, he was always proven wrong.

Like now for example.

All he wanted to do was find someplace to lunch that wasn’t the cafeteria, since it was far too packed and rowdy for him. But instead, he felt himself being lifted from the ground by a tiny girl at least two years younger than him and carried all the way to one of the school buildings’ rooftop.

Well.

Motonari felt annoyed, but just slightly. He really was getting used to this kind of stuff.

“ Don’t scream. I’m not going to hurt you. I just need a couple questions answered. ”

Motonari scoffed. ”And I suppose taking me all the way up here was so very necessary and completely guaranteed answers to any inquiries you may have?” 

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And this is just what she wasn't hoping for. Someone who would be snarky and do nothing she asks. She couldn't blame him though, she probably wouldn't have answered a stranger's questions if they had kidnapped her either. Eyebrows furrowed, she looked at the older boy, looking clearly annoyed. " No. It was not. But I chose to do so anyway. "

" You have two choices. You can tell me your name yourself or I will make you tell me by force. " And if Mori didn't comply, he'd sure be getting to know Morgiana's true strength today oh boy that would be fun for her and him as well. Red eyes now narrowed onto him after giving him a moment to think about it. " What is it going to be? " She stood, hands at her sides and clenched into fists. She was ready.

[fanalising-blog]

ninja skills { morgiana & alibaba }

[alicharma-blog]

It was a surprise to see that it was Mor, but capturing random people and bringing them to roofs wasn’t something he expected her to do. Okay, maybe that was a lie but he never thought she would do it in a place like this. Seeing that she had hung her head down was when the blonde quickly walked over and patter her back with a smile. “Don’t think that! Who wouldn’t come with you willingly? You’re nice, they’d go.” He had other things he could say but that would work for now. Luckily it was him that she had decided to grab and not some other random student. Removing his hand from her back had the male thought of something to say, “I have to say, I’m a Dungeon Capturer and you’re a Person Capturer so it works out fine.”

Another person would have probably screamed at the whole ordeal but Alibaba was more than fine. Amber hues stared at his companion before he continued taking a step away from her. He didn’t want to absorb all her personal space.

“It’s a good thing you’re here. It makes everything more comfortable.” He has wondered if she had seen anyone else. It didn’t even matter if there was someone they could never get along with, seeing more people from where they were always made things better but a confused look covered his features once she asked him to follow her. Did she have something to show him or was this a surprise of sorts? The blonde took a step forward, following the female but he just had to ask. “Where are we going?” He throw his arms behind his back, closing his eyes before giving a light sigh. Well wasn’t this refreshing.

Alibaba quickly looked out one of the windows as they made their way back down, “Did you find your room yet? You might get lost if it’s your first time going to it. Because believe me.. I found myself places I didn’t want to be. Haha..ha..” It wasn’t anything of a laughing matter but a thought he wanted out of his head.

[fanalising-blog]

He had always managed to make her feel better when she was feeling kind of down, it never failed. It just goes to show how strong their friendship is towards each other after all. She smiled at his goofy compliment of comparing the both of them, dungeon capturer and people capturer.

" Yes. It makes me feel more at ease knowing that you are here with me Alibaba. " She couldn't deny it, having Alibaba around her made her feel much more safe than she did. Though Mor was independent and could hold her own, it was always nice having a friend to watch your back from time to time.

Having now grabbed his arm, Morgiana led the blonde down into the school's hallways. She walked and of course he trailed behind her. It was such a refreshing feeling walking down this hallway with him as it was silent, nothing could be heard but the sounds of their voices and occasionally the low voices of the teachers who were in their classrooms. " We are going back to your dorm to talk for now then we will come back here. " she looked back a him, looking for a nod of approval before she kept walking. Regardless, even if he refused or if she wasn't allowed she would go anyway. " I have found my room, but I have yet to meet my room mates. I like it though. What happened to you? " That sarcastic laugh was enough to let her know something had happened.

Seeing the exit door straight ahead, Mor grabbed Alibaba's arm tugging him forward as she pushed the door open, feeling the wind from outside hit them as she stopped, letting him go. " Now let us go to your dorm. " 

[fanalising-blog]

"Pssst, Mister Disciplinary Committee lied, he lied~! All the disciplinary committee members actually have to wear their hair in pretty pink drills~!"

" But why would I wear my hair in drills...is my hair not fine the way it is? "

[fanalising-blog]

ninja skills { morgiana & alibaba }

[alicharma-blog]

Exiting from his room with a shut of the door behind him had the blonde glanced at his schedule. Which class was he to attend first? Couldn’t he just choose which ever one he wanted and go to his choice? But he learned it didn’t work like that, what a shame. Taking a step forward had his amber hues looked up and down the hall, once again, he would have to go through the whole day hoping things turned out right. He could do this. A nod given had the blonde began to run down the hall, trying to see how long it would take him to get to his class. Passing by various students and even knocking into some of them had the male jetted down the steps.

Finally getting outside with a close of his eyes to stretch out his arms as the sun shined down on him and everyone else had he felt himself being lifted off the ground. But that couldn’t be, maybe the wind was blowing and it just felt that way! But as he slowly opened his eyes and noticed that the dirt and flowers were replaced with brick and such had the blonde paused for a moment before hearing a voice. “This isn’t what I wanted.” his eyes glued to the ground as he wondered who was able to bring him up this far. What if he was afraid of heights ? This would cause a permanent death of him but luckily, he wasn’t. “I’m not going to scream,” He started as he turned his head to look at the other but paused in his words once he noticed who it was.

“Mor?” The blonde was rather taken aback seeing his old serious companion still doing what she did back. More so, he wondered if he was seeing things. It wasn’t every day you got to see those that a person would part away from in order to gain more knowledge on her back story, wondering where the other people like her were. Alibaba contemplated on his decision of what to say next, what should he say? What would work in a time like this and then, he had came to his conclusion.

“..Why would you bring someone up this far.. to ask questions.”

[fanalising-blog]

Taking a closer look at the male in front of her she soon realized it was none other than the Prince himself, Alibaba. " Alibaba..! " Well..she didn't have to worry about him attacking her because he'd stay willingly. Why had she come up with the idea to snatch a person in the first place instead of thinking it through? The world may never know at this point and she'd never admit it to Alibaba of course. So let's just make up a good excuse. 

" I did not think anyone would willingly come with me. " she stated before hanging her head down. Well of course they wouldn't. Would YOU want to comply with a stranger who had kidnapped you and brought you to the roof? Mor didn't think so either now that she thought about it. However, it was a nice stroke of luck for her since she wouldn't have to terrorize the campus until she found one of her beloved friends.

" ...Forget the questions I do not need to ask anymore. Come with me. " With that she stepped back, heading towards the doors that led back down into the school hallways, expecting him to be following right behind her or at least trying to keep up. Time to find out where his dorm was so she could always know where to go if something happened oh and his classes too. She'll need to force those out of him if necessary.

[fanalising-blog]

ninja skills { morgiana & sinbad }

[sinbadtouch-blog]

After crawling under a metaphorical rock following his embarrassing escapades yesterday, Sinbad was ready to paint the town, uh, school red once again. Having a regular job with normal hours….no servants….or advisers was going to take its toll one day. However that’s an issue his future self will have to face. His professional mask must remain intact and utilising his skills that he has gained in leadership was essential. If he could capture the hearts of nations, a school was not going to be an issue.

Needless to say though, the residents were far more interesting than the usual. Magis and Djinn were one thing, but the king was pretty certain that a giant screw at the side of the head was not healthy. Well, considering that guy is a doctor, he won’t argue. 

“He probably has a screw loose,”  he hummed to himself before a hideous donkey chortle erupting from within. He was a king….not a comedian. Wiping away his tears, he happily stood in and took in the scenery, allowing his guard to relax.

Of course. This couldn’t last for long. It was Sinbad after all.

As another collided with him, the sensation of being around Masrur came rushing back to him like the thoughts of a drunken night. All he could do was wait until solid ground was beneath him again to question the actions of the other. 

“Wait, why would I scream? Wait…why do I know that voice?”

  “Well if it isn’t Morgiana! How have you been? Sure sure, I’ll answer your questions but…I trust this isn’t a new habit of yours?”

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Soon realizing who she had picked up Morgiana couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Besides Alibaba and Aladdin, she trusted Sinbad very much and plus it was nice to see a familiar face around this place. Maybe he knew a thing or two since you know..he gets around. Or so she had heard from Ja'far tell someone. Lady killer of the seven seas if she was remembering correctly? Nevermind forget all of that it wasn't even relevant in this situation.

" Sinbad! I am so happy to see you. Have you seen Aladdin or Alibaba? " Of course her main concern was for her friends. Why wouldn't she be concerned--well it's not like she wasn't happy to see Sinbad, but her concern was held elsewhere. " Did you just arrive? I am surprised you left Sindria.. " Oh but we're forgetting who he is. Sinbad can go anywhere he wants whenever he wants because that's just how he rolls. Still that ever apparent smile grew wider as Morgiana spoke with him. She felt a little bit better. " I assume you took a teaching position? "

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ninja skills { morgiana & trish }

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The school seemed calm enough, and Trish could be thankful for that. Though Stand battles were always quite exciting, she’d had enough of risking her life and those of her friends to fight off every crazy Stand user that decided to come against them. Of course, Trish was far more capable of battle now than she was before, and honestly? With Mista at the school, she felt a lot safer. Though she had learned some things, Mista still knew more than she did, so she didn’t have anything to worry about.

Perhaps that was why she seemed to be smiling more these days? There was hardly any stress here, not counting that from her classes, since she hardly went anyway. She could just relax, make friends, participate in school activities, and do all sorts of things she’d intended to but hadn’t been able to due to her father seeking her out.

She even felt safe enough to walk around the campus alone, a privilege she was enjoying right now, her bag hanging on her side as she explored the campus, hoping to maybe find a spot she could use for herself to relax when she—

—suddenly, she was snatched up, and everything she’d believed to be true before about her being safe went out the window. Everything moved too quickly, and before she knew it, she was standing on the roof!

“Che diavolo?!”

Trish screamed, regardless of what this young girl had said to her, and saw her as a threat. Within seconds, a ghost-like figure appeared at her side – her Stand, Spice Girl. This girl was in for one hell of a beating if she tried to hurt Trish, but for now, she supposed it’d be best to see what she wanted in the first place.

“And so you snatch up an innocent person and steal away to the roof? What are you, crazy?! What do you want anyway?”

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It's funny how people expected her to be intimidated by whatever type of powers or help they had. If you expected a tiny fragile little girl who would back down to just anyone then I don't think you and Morgiana would get on very well. Morgiana stood, hands put firmly to her side to show that she really didn't stand a threat. The last thing she needed was to get into any fights this soon into the school year. It'd be a problem for her and it wouldn't exactly look too good on her record either.

" I mean you no harm. " She was telling the truth, but if the situation turned sour there sure would be a problem which could only result badly. Admittedly, she could've went about this in another kind of way, but that just wasn't her style. Though you couldn't really blame her because of how she was raised, but that's another story to be told.

" Please believe me when I say this. " Still standing firmly, Morgiana could only hope this woman could believe her enough to not do anything which could cause trouble. " My name is Morgiana. You are? " An exchange of names was the only thing she could think of right given the present situation, other questions would have to come later.

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