the scarlet devil.

remilia scarlet; mistress of the scarlet devil mansion. first year. [ tranche de vie ]

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Throwing snowballs(Steven Stone, Lum, Remilia Scarlet)

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deviantblade:

Shichika stood without any reaction to Remi’s gaze. Rather, he had already taken a stance. Kyotoryuu zero stance, fig tree. A stance that had no stance. He stood gazing back at the small girl he hit with the snowball whom didn’t see very happy. It was only after he heard her stutter about the cold did he relax his guard a bit. In the end, Shichika could only presume she was a little girl.

“Hmmmm?” Shichika looked at the girl with curiosity and moved closer. “Ah. It’s a snowball. Made from water and ice. I just….hit you with it.” He calmly answered Remilia’s question as if he had done nothing wrong. His sense of such things was already twisted. Of course, the completed deviant blade was ready if the girl retaliated. In his experience, people with glowing red eyes weren’t necessarily harmless. It would be best to introduce himself in this situation.

“I am 7th generation head of Kyotoryuu, Yasuri Shichika.” He spoke and gave a light bow to the girl expecting an introduction from her as well.

It was a good thing she was fumbling over whether to be annoyed at his sudden assault upon her person or confused as to why he'd even bother throwing something like that at her to begin with, or she just might have gone down the easy route and sent him flying into the next city. Blinking slowly as he approached, Remilia raised a thin eyebrow, only partially glaring, now.

"You attacked me? And what, pray tell, gives you the right to do that? To a stranger, no less," she spat, crossing her arms over her chest, which didn't go as well as she envisioned, since it only made the water drip even further along her skin and jesus christ that was freezing.

She sniffed and gave him a sideward glance up and down, looking a bit mopey rather than annoyed for a moment. He had introduced himself, which meant that he couldn't be much more of a threat; not that anyone who used a snowball in battle was a threat to begin with...

"Remilia Scarlet, mistress of the Scarlet Devil Mansion and victim of your needless stupidity."

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stormprince:

Don’t ever tell him that, he might cry. But no, he has AB, which is like the complete opposite of O, isn’t it? 

Peasant blood … woe …

Then he'd be in the middle. So, she can still rub it in his face that he isn't anywhere near the top in a way that can't be changed. Life is hard when you're Bel. I'm sure he tastes just fine anyway.

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oocly: I was delighted to see a Remi pop up and I've been pleasantly surprised how darling and creepy you write her. CARRY ON.

mfw people actually like how i play her wow that was unexpected--

Thank you, Anon! It's good to know that I haven't royally screwed anything up yet. blushu blushu 

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Throwing snowballs(Steven Stone, Lum, Remilia Scarlet)

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deviantblade:

This was it. The perfect combination of powdered ice and water formed into a perfectly symmetrical phere. Snowballs. Although, they usually didn’t exist this time of the year. Shichika went out of his way to make 3 perfect snowball and seek out 3 unsuspecting targets. It wasn’t his exact idea of fun, but it seemed interesting enough. And he already found his target. From a few paces back behind his target, Shichika tossed the ball in front of him.

“Kyotoryuu…Cherry!” Shichika shouted and thrust his right palm forward. The air pressure itself pushed the snowball on a direct course for his target’s skull. Painful? Perhaps. But, the dare would be fulfilled as the cold sphere burst into tiny crystals.

Feeling the force of something hitting the back of her head wasn't on Remilia's to-do list for the day, so, needless to say, when she was shoved forward by a well-packed sphere of makeshift snow slamming into her skull, she tripped over her feet and let out a shrill screech, the likes of which would probably embarrass her were she not suddenly both enraged and confused. The mistress spun on her heel once she was sure she had enough balance and glared daggers at the young boy standing not too far away, red eyes almost glowing.

"Imbecile! Useless, wretched abomination of a human, do you have a death wish?!" Her anger soon subdued, though, with the feeling of freezing cold water dripping down her neck, only to be replaced by a look of horror and a barely hidden shudder. "C-Cold... What did you do to me?"

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stormprince replied to your post: … Your panties have been fished away by the prince~ ♥

… And the prince is going to wear those bloomers on his head, now.

We hope the prince enjoys having a loli vampire kneeling over him while he sleeps, and that he will appreciate a pair of fancy bite marks along his neck in the morning.

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... Your panties have been fished away by the prince~ ♥

She probably wears bloomers you dunce :|

"E-Eh... Why does it suddenly feel colder?"

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go and visit sherlock holmes

"I'd be delighted to, if I knew who that was."

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mistressofmisfortune:

R-right… School is always more important.

And it doesn’t matter if you’re not human, I was just…curious…

"Curiousity is fine, but you should learn to keep it in check and focus more on your priorities than whatever strikes your fancy." But don't feel bad, Rina, she's not really annoyed.

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-package of garlic risotto with plenty of salt on it with a cup of water-

Casually flings a bat at the crude Anon's face.

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-package of rice, salt, and garlic-

Does she need to Scarlet Meister your ass Anonymous.

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mistressofmisfortune:

… You’re… Not human?

[Oh lord, the last thing she needed was another alien like zim running around.]

"No, I am not. I am a descendant of Count Vlad Ţepeş Dracul, in case it wasn't clear." Oops, that's a lie, of course. "Is that important? I should think wrapping my mind around this infernal schooling system is far more pertinent."

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mistressofmisfortune:

A-are you okay?

"I do not understand why you humans must make everything far more complicated than it needs to be."

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mistressofmisfortune:

Actually, what I meant was that your age determines what skill level you should be in. A younger person would be in a younger grade because their skills wouldn’t match with someone of more experience. Although there are exceptions to this rule, if a younger person is too smart for their grade, they’ll be bumped up to a more challenging grade.

You're making her head hurt, Rina. "I have not disclosed my age since arriving. I can only assume that if those in charge are aware of how old I am, they have made a mistake in placing me in a lower year. I am definitely intelligent enough for advanced education..."

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mistressofmisfortune:

Yes, depending on your age they’ll group you together in one grade, however; if you fail a grade you’ll get held back a year. It’s nice to meet you too Remilia.

"Ah... So it's a mere assumption based on appearances according to their relevance to one's age." Considering she's not as young as she looks... it doesn't make much sense to her. Oh well. "Which would not prove to be too great an inconvenience to me regardless. Thank you for your help, Rina."

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mistressofmisfortune:

My name’s Rina kurimi. I’m a second year student here.

"Remilia Scarlet. It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm sure. I am a... First year, I believe. Is that how they order us here?" She's never done schools, really.

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mistressofmisfortune:

spearheaded started following you

Hello there~

"Good morning. Who are you?"