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[Sunako Koshiba]

Sunako Watanuki was doing something that not many people expected her to be able to do. She was humming. Humming from Sunako was like hearing a Dementor laugh. It just didn't happen. Still the tuneless notes where coming from under that curtain of thick black hair. In her arms was a package that Sunako had been waiting for over a month now. Knives, twenty of them all different sizes and for different purposes. Of course she knew how to slice off a limb with her wand but there was just no fun in that. You missed the slight twitches as the blade goes into the flesh and tears that pooled even in an animal's eyes. Sunako was about as happy as she could get short of having an entire muggle tourtur chamber all to herself.

Her happiness died however when one of the people who where deadly scared of her screamed that they where all going to die. Sunako supposed she gave off that aura when she was in a good mood but there was no reason to go shouting about it. Sunako was not going to be laying a hand on anyone. At this moment anyway. There would be too many questions, too many witnesses that she did not have the skill yet to silence. Yes some of the weaker students where deathly afraid of her but this did not mean that the braver ones would not start casting a spell or two. This was when Sunako turned out of the common room and started down one of the darker passageway in Drumstang.

The utter gloom and dispare gave a fine note to what this school had been promised to be. Sunako was not going to regain the happiness she had once had but at least she was going to be alone. Or so she thought. She could hear footsteps coming her way and Sunako got ready to remove someone from the school.

 

[Dederick Cullen]

The last lesson of the day and he felt already force to skip on his assignments instead of actually doing them. Dederick always had a bad habit of not doing what he was set to do for the night, instead of doing homework he prefer being along locked away in his dorm room. Its like ritual, or what he thought to compare at least to him it felt that way. For the past four years, he hid away in his dorm for the most he hardly did associated with the rest of the student body like he suppose too. No one could say they actually knew him, unless you were bloody related to him of if you were the four usual friends he had back in Maine. Four of them would tell you what's his favorite color, what he like to do, why he like to do it. They could tell you what movie he like watching, or what food he enjoy after a thunderstorms rain on a Sunday. They could tell you what sneakers he love out of all of them, they could tell you every bit detail about him. Just not the werewolf part and why he hated the world.
Even amongst his own friends he betrayed them sometimes by acting angry and temper about the littlest thing. They sometimes fear his actions, but knew he would never hurt them before he hurt himself. He'd always been that way, nothing can change him now. Unless if you're able to change time. Rounding down the corridors to get by anyone that would stop, he kept rushing before he crept nearer something that may distract him. Unaware of what that might be, Dederick kept going, his eyes never looking up to see the girls with boxs of knives.

 

[Sunako Koshiba]

Sunako had one of glittering pieces of metal in her right hand but it didn't seem like he noticed her. "A bit lost are you not?" She asked the boy. Her voice was low and smooth. Almost ghost-like if ghosts had an aura about then Like Sunako did. She could see the boy through the semi-darkness now. Her brown eyes lit up almost red by the much too soft candle lights where used to seeing this in near or total darkness. He wasn't one that he saw in school often other than maybe some classes. She wasn't even sure she had seen him there. She had seen him before though. She couldn't put her finger on where. Sunako let it drop though. If she could not make out where she had seen him it was all the better it meant that people would not miss him if Sunako suddenly decided that he was not worth anything alive.

For now Sunako decided to talk. "It is unwise to go into the unbeaten paths of Drumstrang." She said a bit of sick humor iun her voice. There was something going through the homicidal girl's mind. This was what the Warp that the Koshiba used to train slaveborns some times did. Sunako loved experimentation but she had a very unnatural thing for blood. At the moment she wondered what his would look like on the out side of his body.

 

[Larissa Sedgwick]

Out of Character:

Hope it's okay for me to jump in, now. Sorry for the lame post.

Having finished all her lessons for the day, all homework caught up on, Larissa decided it would be good to go for a walk about the castle, stretch her legs, a bit. It was not a special day, so her mood was not particularly lifted, though, neither was it a bad day which meant she would not be killing anyone who bothered her. Her eyes were shimmering blue in the light, bright and shocking. Larissa flicked back her platinum blonde hair which swished behind her, shining. Oh yes, she was very beautiful when she wanted to be, but when someone wound her up, she would strike without more than a second's thought.

It was just as Larissa walked towards one corridor, that she heard a voice echoing slightly from just around the corner. It was a voice she heard before. Larissa smiled. Full of confidence to the bursting point, she decided to seek out the voice, the corridor, the girl she thought somewhat useful to her. The gentle clicking of her heels against the floor as she walked, announced her entrance: She was dressed in, perhaps, her most inappropriate outfit, to date. One eyebrow was raised, observing the girl further down the the corridor. "Now, now, Sunako," Larissa said with a smirk, looking to the boy Sunako was addressing. "Play nice."

Larissa did not expect Sunako to behave in a way that any other school would have seen fit, but then, dark magic was allowed in the corridors, here. She found herself watching the boy, taking in every detail in her beautiful stare; something was off with him, but she couldn't place her finger on it. Having never met the boy before, Larissa could not know what his personality was like, whether he was hostile or not. But, with a wand in her pocket, she knew that should something happen, should Sunako turn him into some horrifying monster, she could handle it.

 

[Veronica White]

Veronica was having loads to deal with recently having got herself into a new relationship with her NEWTs hovering upon her. After finishing her lessons, Veronica had busied herself in the library for further revision. It was not until the sunlight started to fade away and the lamps being lit that she realized that she had been studying for the past three hours. Deciding to take a break she packed her things into her stylish, one shoulder black bag that went with her uniform and made her way out of the library.

Veronica's heels were tapping in the corridors as she walked but that was not the only sound that broke the usual silence of the corridors. She could hear voices ahead and just as she went round corner she came to face two familiar faces and a new one. Surprising as it may be, Veronica had formed a sort of friendship with Sunako Watanuki whom she had tried to help once and today seeing her friend holding a knife in her hand was not pleasing and normal to Veronica. Although Veronica did have a dark aura somewhere in her, she was bubbly and cheerful most of the times unlike Sunako and they didn't exactly hang out or anything but their relationship was at a stage of mutual understanding towards each other. The other girl, Veronica's look alike, Larissa who was holding a wand and having a serious look on her face only made it clearer that something was going on over here. She did not recognize the guy who seemed like he could be the cause of this.

"Greetings everyone" she said with a smile hoping that it would be a starting approach to lighten the mood of everyone. "What's going on?"she asked with curiosity wondering if anyone would consider her worthy to be told about what Sunako, Larissa and the new guy were up to.

 

[Dederick Cullen]

His thoughts of the past were disturbed by someone he didn't know. Dederick last memories of his friends were gone cleared out of his minds and hunting gaze. His eyes already expressed a stern glare as he looked over and when he heard her words, he fell silent, refusing to take another step onward. The girl seem odd, very off key which made him infuriated instantly as she question his appearance here. Dederick study her expression, every detail to every line she showcase. She seem to be calling out a game and sadly he was playing the victim to her little sick amusement. Words wouldn't spill from his mouth, by the time he muster up some courage somewhere he heard a few more steps collided the marble pattern corridors. He look ahead and felt his neck twist just to see who came, if he wasn't angry he swear he was seeing two girls reflecting one another.
"What authority do you have amongst these corridors?" he thought out loud, his face turn again back to the chaotic looking one. She resemble something out of an old muggel horror flick, something close to demonic. If she only knew, he's snicker silently. If only she knew, ones that stalks these corridors are a lot more dangerous than her twisted sick fantasy.

 

[Sunako Koshiba]

Sunako watched as her friends came into the scene. One she called a friend really. Larissa was friends with the girl that would be her mistress one day which made her a friend too. That and she didn't seem at all put off by Sunako's fasination with the living dead and poisons. The other Veronica was too nice it seemed for anyone to hate her. Sunako had tormented her at one point during thier stay at Drumstrang but then she came to help her when she needed help the most. When the voices had started to hurt her again. Her brother had taken her way but Sunako still remembered the jester. It was lucky for Veronica.

Sunako saw Larisssa's smirk. "I am playing nice Larissa-sama. The knife is very nice indeed." She said nearly cackling afterwards. This was Sunako's idea of a joke even though the results would not be very funny. Sunako turned to Veronica and sighed. "Making friends Veronica-san that's all." She said though her vision of this boy was not anything friendly. She looked back at the boy, knowing that he was trying to see what where under those coils of black hair. Very few had and lived to tell the tail in a coherrent fashion. Veronica still had little idea what Sunako really looked like.

The boy spoke to her then and Sunako glided over. "None that people don't give me. You see I tend to make people scuttle away from me why do you think that is?" She asked in a mock kind voice as circuled around behind the boy. Sunako wondered if there was something more to him. Then again she could always find out her way.

 

[Veronica White]

Veronica watched the boy ask a question that sort of challenged Sunako. That was always a bad thing according to what she had experiences unless if the boy was more powerful than her. She had not seen this boy around but was getting that a feeling that he knew Durmstrang unlike the other new students. After hearing Sunako's reply to Larissa and to the boy she was sure that things were going to heat up between the boy and Sunako if they were not controlled and seeing her friend get into trouble for duels in the corridor was not her idea of fun. "Maybe he would like being friends without using knives" she suggested as she took a step forward and stood beside Sunako looking at the boy and gave him a smile.

The boy did have an aura that showed that he was having some sort of power to back him up or maybe it was just his attitude, she could not be sure. Veronica hoped that the boy would just walk away or something but by the looks of it she could expect little of that.