Post by Yuki Aoi on Jan 25, 2012 5:08:01 GMT -6
There she was, at last. Before the grand school of the very best Weapons and Meisters the world has to offer. DWMA. And Yuki had finally arrived there.
The small, delicate looking child who was much older than she looks had just arrived less than a week before, giving her enough time to settle in her new home bought by her family. She was ready after just one day of preparing, though there was one thing preventing her from leaving house so soon.
She was scared of Death City.
Everything looked so freaky! Some houses were deformed, people were loud, there were even fights breaking out here and there! It was a wonder how Yuki even was able to find her house to hide there in the first place. It took a few days of serious mental preparation for the shy girl to psych up, work up enough bravery to leave her house and go to school.
One of the early attempts resulted in failure rather early. As soon as she opened the door to her house, a stranded couple who happened to be walking by noticed the opening door and stared at the blond doll girl. She immediately slammed the door closed (with the little strength she had) in embarrassment.
On the second try, Yuki was smarter than that. She thought that, maybe, if she left early in the morning, like 5 or 6AM, she probably wouldn't meet many people. That plan (if you could call it that) actually worked and the Demon Longsword managed to make her way to DWMA without meeting a single soul except the creepy sun drowsily laying about in the sky.
Everything seemed to be going well until Yuki actually arrived at DWMA. When she finally laid eyes on it, she came to realize the school itself was one of the scariest buildings in the city! How didn't she see it on top of the huge staircase that lead to it? Probably more worried about watching out for people around her rather than the city itself when she made her way to DWMA.
Too frightened to even move, Yuki simply crouched behind the tops steps of the staircase, peeking her little blond head and staring at the school, still in fear of going inside it. Despite all that, Yuki still bothered to dress up nicely, as always. Still, she was so frightened, she didn't even notice anything around her. Shaking slightly on her spot, Yuki muttered something every once in a while.
"I-Ikitakunai~..."
The small, delicate looking child who was much older than she looks had just arrived less than a week before, giving her enough time to settle in her new home bought by her family. She was ready after just one day of preparing, though there was one thing preventing her from leaving house so soon.
She was scared of Death City.
Everything looked so freaky! Some houses were deformed, people were loud, there were even fights breaking out here and there! It was a wonder how Yuki even was able to find her house to hide there in the first place. It took a few days of serious mental preparation for the shy girl to psych up, work up enough bravery to leave her house and go to school.
One of the early attempts resulted in failure rather early. As soon as she opened the door to her house, a stranded couple who happened to be walking by noticed the opening door and stared at the blond doll girl. She immediately slammed the door closed (with the little strength she had) in embarrassment.
On the second try, Yuki was smarter than that. She thought that, maybe, if she left early in the morning, like 5 or 6AM, she probably wouldn't meet many people. That plan (if you could call it that) actually worked and the Demon Longsword managed to make her way to DWMA without meeting a single soul except the creepy sun drowsily laying about in the sky.
Everything seemed to be going well until Yuki actually arrived at DWMA. When she finally laid eyes on it, she came to realize the school itself was one of the scariest buildings in the city! How didn't she see it on top of the huge staircase that lead to it? Probably more worried about watching out for people around her rather than the city itself when she made her way to DWMA.
Too frightened to even move, Yuki simply crouched behind the tops steps of the staircase, peeking her little blond head and staring at the school, still in fear of going inside it. Despite all that, Yuki still bothered to dress up nicely, as always. Still, she was so frightened, she didn't even notice anything around her. Shaking slightly on her spot, Yuki muttered something every once in a while.
"I-Ikitakunai~..."