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Tsubasa Mori part of hiraeth-academy

[onipride]

So something messed up with my computer so I won't be able to do the rest of my replies like I planned as I currently can't get the charger to work at all and the battery is dead. I'm going to see if I can get it fixed tomorrow, but worst case scenario I'll have to get a new laptop and might have to go on hiatus. But hopefully it'll be good news tomorrow and I can get back on track.

[onipride]

floreting:

  removing his sleeve from his mouth, a sincere smile took form. selfish flower often received attention, either for its beauty or fascinating aspects, but it never failed to cease sadamatsu’s glee. curiously, he angled his head at her words before remembering: he was about to nap. saying yes meant that the girl would leave him alone — so he shook his head, not wanting to lose this opportunity.

❝ no, i was.. resting. ❞ he nodded in affirmation, whether it was for her or himself. picking up on her nervousness, sadamatsu reached into his sleeve and pulled a flower, holding it out to the girl. ❝ ..skullcaps are good for relieving stress, and some tea may help too. ❞  he hoped that there were no mistakes in his speech, after practising and practising on hours end for moments like this. 

❝ ah, you mentioned my ability before, right? i can bloom flowers.. whenever i want. ❞ as demonstrated prior her presence, sadamatsu snipped at nothing again, allowing stems to coil together besides the other before flourishing into a vast range of flowers. ❝ see? ❞

“Oh,” she breathed a sigh of relief. “I would have felt really bad if I’d interrupted your nap..” she smiled slightly, though she paused when he held out a flower to her. Her eyes widened, blinking in confusion before he spoke again. “I see! That’s pretty handy.” He must have been really perceptive to pick up on that--either that or she was incredibly obvious. The drawbacks of being an open book, one might say.

Carefully, she took the flower from him, observing it carefully. “It has a very pretty color to it as well.” She felt a little more at ease with the knowledge she hadn’t interrupted anything--but she certainly wouldn’t turn down the gift, knowing it might come in handy. 

“Whenever you want? Really?” Tsubasa asked, watching in amazement. She had definitely never seen anything like that before. To think that there were abilities like that...Her face lit up in a smile. “That’s wonderful. You have a very beautiful power, thank you for showing me.” 

“Since coming here, I’ve been fascinated by what everyone can do. It’s really interesting to see so many different kinds of powers...I guess because it’s all very different from my own.” She paused, tilting her head. “Ah, I can do small purifications and manipulate lightning, so I think your power is especially neat.” It was nurturing, more so than destructive.

[faerious]

@onipride

It took an enormous amount of energy just to maintain her body, let alone use PK. Normally, she could convert energy directly from UV radiation against her skin, but this planet’s closest star didn’t output nearly enough for her even in a day.

There’s nothing like feeling constantly hungry. Altair slumps into her seat in the cafeteria, stomach still growling even after her eighth plate of grub. The cafeteria workers cut her off. Giving into her hunger pains, she slumps her head against the table, staring dully outward to the rest of the students. She sees someone who’s hardly touched her plate.

<<Are you going to eat that?>> she asks.

[onipride]

This food was.....odd to say the least. Today was the day she thought she’d finally be able to make herself eat it but...she just couldn’t get past the look. She was definitely going to keep making her own meals at this point. Just as Tsubasa was about to push the plate away from her, someone interrupted. 

“E-eh?!” She jumped, almost thinking she was in trouble, before she calmed herself back down and got a grip on her nerves. “Er...no, probably not,” she laughed nervously. “You’re welcome to it, if you want. I’m still not used to it yet.”

“I’m more used to the...homecooked meals on Earth variety of food.” Honestly, giving it to someone else was far better than wasting it in her mind. Even if it looked strange, someone still worked hard on making it...probably. 

[reddevilhunter-blog]

Whispers of Guilt | Team Thread

[onipride]

tsukimiiya:

No matter how much time Ringo had spent on Hiraeth soil, hearing things like “I’m a half demon” and talking about killing others never failed to send him into a stupor. It was possibly his biggest weakness as a teach of the school: his prior location had been a school for future idols to establish themselves within and learn from the best… here, the concept wasn’t far off but instead of idols it was fighting and magical powers. When Ringo had first arrived, it had been quite the pill to swallow but it was through his own powers that he was able to gain confidence. 

However, it was thanks to Dante confessing his sins that Ringo was able to see what sort of deep, dark secret that must be revealed. He smiled weakly, a hand cupping his cheek while he crossed his other arm over his chest. Thankfully, he didn’t have quite the same level of skeletons in his closet.

“Well… I suppose my biggest secret right now…” Ringo took a deep breath before facing the statue, a determined look on his face. “Even though I am trying to wear the mask of an accepting and truthful professor, I will admit that I do tend to avoid students that are not human. While it is no excuse, the existence of other beings and even abilities themselves still frightens me.”

The statue did not seem to move, which prompted Ringo to continue. 

“I have… favoured students simply because they are more like me. Even though I talk a lot about being a good professor, even I am evidence of favouritism.”

It was then that the statue shifted, and Ringo breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t feel good to speak so openly about such a topic, especially after Dante admitting he was half-demon. But at the very least, he had been truthful and told of a secret he had hid deep down for several months. 

Ringo tried for a smile instead of the worry on his face that would undoubtedly cause age lines on his forehead. Looking at the young girl, Ringo clapped his hands together. “Looks like it’s your turn, Tsubasa-chan! Spill the beans so we can move on quickly!” 

@onipride​

She could relate to both of their secrets--at least, being part demon and being nervous around other beings. She’d been the same way before she’d discovered that part of herself. Still, having to follow that up was a little...

Tsubasa gave a small sigh and shifted her weight. “Well, sorry to drop another bomb..” But she didn’t have a choice if they were going to get past this statue. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m keeping...a pretty big secret from the rest of my family,” she began. “My parents and my grandmother are the only ones who know, but the rest of the family..doesn’t have the full story. My priestess ancestor didn’t defeat a demon lord...she fell in love with him. We’re descended from their child..” 

She wet her lips, feeling more than a bit nervous to be admitting it outloud, even though she’d already done it once before to her parents. But her grandmother had been there for emotional support, just in case things had gone sour. 

“Every one thousand years, a child is supposed to be born as the priestess’s successor...but for whatever reason, I ended up more like the oni she married. And we’ve kept it a secret from the rest of my family because I know they wouldn’t react favorably.” Ironic, considering the oni clan had been pretty welcoming--but maybe that had more to do with her resemblance and the fact her demon side seemed much stronger.

The teen gave a nervous laugh and looked off to the side. “I’m basically hiding the fact that I’m more oni than holy maiden from them now.”

It felt terrible lying to her family, but at the very least, the statue had moved out of the way, leaving the way open for them.

@reddevilhunter​

[onipride]

reddevilhunter:

Dante wasn’t exactly the teaching type. He did mercenary work and handled demon problems. That was the bulk of what he had known his whole life. In fact, he wasn’t too knowledgeable on the legend of his own father. Primarily because it didn’t really affect him beyond his reputation as a son of Sparda drawing vengeful demons his way.

Actually, even that information was irrelevant now. In this world, he had a feeling the name Sparda held no weight, and it was a weight off of his shoulders. Now he could focus more on the nature of demons, which he knew plenty about. Just the teaching aspect was something he needed work on.

He was honestly a little surprised when a student approached his desk after he had dismissed them. If he recalled correctly, this student in particular seemed very attentive, which Dante could appreciate a little. Her name was Japanese in origin, and thus explained her use of “senpai,” another thing Dante would need to adjust to. Come to think of it, he wasn’t accustomed to any honorific, or even titles in English.

“Well, let me think…” Her question was out of the ordinary, so Dante couldn’t form an exact answer. But he could certainly try. “I haven’t heard of something like that happening. Not in my world anyway, since my brother and I inherited our powers directly from our father.” He paused. “I imagine it’s kinda like some human genetics. Could be something recessive and you don’t have a dominant gene to cover it. But you have holy powers meant to mask it?”

“Not sure. There’s a kid I knew who had demonic power that didn’t awaken until later in life, so maybe it was dormant in your predecessors.” Another pause, and Dante grinned a little. “Or maybe you’re an anomaly. That’s not necessarily a bad thing.”

“I see..” Well, she knew her case was pretty rare in her family. Truthfully, she had thought it had something to do with dominant and recessive genes, from what she had learned in school. But it still seemed odd that she was the only one to have inherited such strong demon powers. 

“Well...not mask it, per se. There’s this whole family legend that we’re descended from a powerful priestess, and once every one thousand years, someone is born into the family with powers as strong as hers. That...was supposed to be me...but my holy powers are pretty weak.” She rubbed the back of her neck. “Everyone else in the family line has had stronger holy powers, and no demon characteristics at all..” But only a small handful of her family members knew that wasn’t the only bloodline running through them. She was sure the teacher would probably catch on.

Though his story did help a little. A dormant power that had only woken in her? It seemed possible. Considering she’d only awoken it under extreme stress, though the fact that side was still the stronger side was...perhaps a little unnerving. 

“A-an anomaly?” she repeated, eyes widening slightly. “Well...to be honest, that probably isn’t far off, knowing my luck,” she laughed softly. But maybe the prophecy had been wrong? Maybe the child was always intended to be in tune with both sides? Though she had no idea how the two of them would plan so far ahead.

“I was thinking that the dominant and recessive genes would be a good explanation for it as well...but apparently I look almost exactly like my demon ancestor, to the point some of the clan think I’m his reincarnation...Is that just..something that happens when human and demon DNA come together?”

[cthuwu]

[skynohoshi]

[anicastes]

…and I would go on hiding it until the day that romance ended.

[eriina-deactivated20170501]

[onipride]

okay, tsubasa’s schedule is up now. i’ve also included a brief summary of her bio on the trivia page because that bio was so long i’m so sorry. but hello! kayla here (again) with a fairly new oc i’ve been working on for a while! feel free to like this for a starter, capping at four for now!

[medakakurokami]

[floreting-blog]

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  pulling out the scissors tucked within his haori, one snip at the air was all it took for petals to conjure beneath his feet, spiralling together to unify as a large pink flower. a small smile graced sadamatsu’s lips; at the very least, he retained selfish flower — because without it, then he would truly be alone in this world.

falling back almost comically, the manifested flower acted as a mattress for the young man. all he desired now was a nap. however, as eyelids began flitting to a shut, a shadow blocked out the light, provoking them to open again to only lock with lurid, red irises. 

…a person? did someone want to talk to him? faint expectations caused his heart to flutter, but sadamatsu decided to not to cling onto hope. propping himself into a sitting position, he faced his new company.

❝ hello… do you need something? ❞

[onipride]

She had been a little surprised, watching the scene before her, but she was intrigued by it. Tsubasa couldn’t recall ever seeing an ability like that. Curious, she crept forward, hoping to inspect the flower without disturbing the person who’d created it and was now using it as a cushion or mattress. 

She froze, however, when his eyes opened. “Ah,” she spoke, cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. Of course, she should have realized her shadow would have been noticeable. Well, there was no going back now.

“I didn’t mean to disturb you,” she began honestly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I was just curious...I’d never seen an ability like yours before, so I thought I’d get a closer look.” She laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. He had looked like he was about to go to sleep though, so she couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

“Were you about to take a nap?”

[onipride]

@scifc

A sense of panic ran through her when she realized it was missing, resulting in a frantic pat down of her person. “Oh no,” she muttered, eyes widening. The chain must have broken somewhere, but the question was where? She wasn’t even sure retracing her steps would help, given the way the staircases seemed to shift with a mind of their own. 

She needed to find it though. It was the only memento she had of her parents while she was here. 

Though a search meant she’d probably be running all over the school, so asking someone if they’d even seen it would be her best bet. And if she found someone who had seen it, then she’d have an idea of where she’d need to look. What would be the odds of someone finding it though?

Tsubasa grimaced, and quickly approached the nearest person. “Hey, sorry to bother you but, have you seen a necklace? It’s a silver chain with a red gemstone. It was my mom’s but I think the chain broke somewhere..”

“It’s really important to me but I’m not sure where I lost it..”

[onipride]

@reddevilhunter

It was a good thing she’d taken Demonology. She reasoned it was a good chance to learn more, beyond what she’d been taught growing up, since things weren’t as black and white as her family had taught her. She knew that now. She wished she’d had that knowledge much earlier, but clearly no one had expected her to end up the way she had. 

Even now it was still a mystery. She would have thought that the earlier generations would be more closely related, with a stronger demon side than she possessed. She was pretty sure genetics were supposed to work that way...unless it really just skipped all those generations and showed up in her somehow. Or maybe demon genetics were different? 

But even the oni clan hadn’t really had an answer for her, especially since she looked so much like Tenma himself. The only explanation they’d offered was reincarnation but how did that even work? But finally, she seemed to have someone who would be able to tell her--or at least, point her in the right direction for answers. 

So Tsubasa waited until class was over before approaching the teacher’s desk. “Ah, excuse me, sensei?” It felt weird to call a teacher anything but, even in a place like this. “I’m not..sure if you’d be able to answer this but...do you know why demonic powers would skip so many generations only to show up now?”

She bit her lip, fidgeting slightly. “I mean, it was a really, really long time ago, but apparently I’m the only one who’s had it this strong...enough to the point that it overwhelms the holy power I’m apparently supposed to have.”

[reddevilhunter-blog]

Whispers of Guilt | Team Thread

[onipride]

tsukimiiya:

Given the past tests he had seen and experienced within Hiraeth’s boundaries, Ringo had to admit this was a rather tame experience thus far. Of course, he knew not to underestimate the mind-boggling creativity that the innermost circle of faculty held, and was intelligent enough to know that if things seemed easy now, they most certainly wouldn’t be further down the road. The part that had Ringo on edge was the requirement to fight, but a severe lack of any abilities or sensible weaponry to support them. Ringo faired well in a fight where he could use his voice, but this… well, at least he had something potentially useful for a weapon.

Just as they were moving along, Ringo easily falling into step behind the team leader and the student that had been thrust into a group with two teachers, a sudden rumble sounded from above and the statue that had fallen down demanded to know their darkest secrets. 

It seemed as though things were meant to get a little personal quit early on.

“You’ll do best not to let yourself be surprised during these tests - that Headmistress and her friends are truly something.” Ringo said, almost defeatedly as he rested a hand against his cheek. He glanced from the Demonology teacher to the student, before letting out a quiet sigh.

“Truth be told, I can’t even think of a dark secret! I’d love to go first but I’ll have to give this one some thought…” Ringo smiled bashfully, “I think as our faithful leader you should go first with confessing~. What do you think, Tsubasa-chan?” 

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She was, admittedly, baffled by the situation, but she was at least glad that she hadn’t been caught in something embarrassing. It was also a bit reassuring to be on a team with two teachers. At least, in the event something went wrong, they would be able to take care of it. Though it was strange being cut off from her powers like this. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would have been like to go through life like that. Ah well.

But she was also a little excited about the thought of a challenge. Sure there were monsters, and sure she was little more than a normal human right now but there was something kind of exhilarating about it.

“I am a little confused...But I guess it’d be too easy to fight our way out with our powers.” She’d just have to do her best. Though admitting a dark secret..? She’d definitely have to think pretty hard on that. Did she even have one? She was a terrible liar, so there probably weren’t many secrets. Well, one did come to mind, but she wasn’t sure if it really counted as dark.

Upon being addressed, she tensed, eyes widening as she pulled herself out of her thoughts. “Eh? Ah...well, it might be a good idea,” she reasoned. “At the very least, it’d give us a reference for what exactly counts as a dark secret.”

“I’m probably like an open book, so I’d really have to think about any big, dark secrets I have. Do you think keeping something secret from the rest of your family counts?”

@reddevilhunter​

[onipride]

The smell was...rather unpleasant. A dead tuna..? This was much better suited to being in a kitchen than a weapon. She already missed the katana kept at her hip. Hell, she was also struggling at bit at being...normal. None of her strength, no oni powers...hell, not even her weakest. 

“Oof..” she grunted as she hoisted the large fish up, furrowing her brows. “I’d almost forgotten how heavy these things normally are..Guess this is just gonna have to be my iron club for now.” Hah, almost like a real oni. Just with a dead tuna.

[onipride]

okay, tsubasa’s schedule is up now. i’ve also included a brief summary of her bio on the trivia page because that bio was so long i’m so sorry. but hello! kayla here (again) with a fairly new oc i’ve been working on for a while! feel free to like this for a starter, capping at four for now!