BranchWood Academy - Canceled

Blizzard had just begun his days at BranchWood Academy, He wasn't used to the strange day by day interactions. Blizzard had normally spent most of his time helping individuals without being directly in contact with people. Not a lot of people were fans of the sort of cold that came with Blizzard. Though his personality was never as cold as the temperature around the man. In fact he was always willing to assist individuals and go about his days without second thoughts. Blizzard Klavern had sat down on the ground outside the Arena taking in the sights of all his surroundings. He still wasn't used to the enclosure of the Academy life. But, sooner or later Blizzard would get used to his new life style. Perhaps along the way he would meet new individuals willing to take his company within this Academy.

After moments of trailing around, looking for a certain someone, Sasuki passes the doors to the arena, his leather wing tips tapping gently and slowly. Pout of the corner of his eye he sees a familiar face and stops dead in his track, almost not believing what he sees. He stops to look at the person in the distance and studies him before making his assumption, but a second mor claimed his assumption to be a conclusion and he smiled brightly, "Blizzard," he shouted with excitement as he now started to march to him, his pace getting faster and running to him as excitement and happiness now flowed in him. This was a sight he thought he'd never see again.

He blinked as his name was called out. He seemed somewhat confused as he hadn't spoke to anyone yet on the premises. He looked over at the individual approaching him at a fast pace. "Uhhh... Hello!" he had a confused look on his face as he looked at the man approaching. "He looks familiar but I can't recall a name..." he thought within his head as this man seemed to know him. He didn't feel an aggressive vibe from the man. But, Blizzard could never be to careful considering the man seemed to give off a fiery presence. He seemed to raise his hands defensively forming ice around the outside of his hands.

Sasuki nearly dove to hug him, but realized the damage he could cause. He stopped not to far away from Blizzard and smiled a bit, the excitement holding back in his voice as he spoke, "it feels like so long, it's so good to see you again, friend, I've mossed you." He spoke with a bright smile, hating the fact that he could never actually make contact with him, less Sasuki would get serious frost bite, and Blizzard would most likely die. "How have you been?" Was all he could ask, he was just happy to see him again after such a long amount of time.

He blinked and lowered his hands. The ice he put around his hand had fallen apart and disappeared. "Hmm? I can't seem to recall your name... Have we met before? You seem familiar but I cannot recall a name. Anyway, I am fine thanks for asking my... Friend." he looked at him keeping a safe distance it was obvious he wasn't exactly comfortable with the fiery presence. "So I must ask where have we met before? I cannot recall a location and place... Though it's possible I met you sometime in the past."

His smile dimmed a bit, realizing that Blizzard didn't remember was slightly shocking, but this was not the first time it has happened to him. "Sasuki, Akane Sasuki, we fought out some of the Idiots from my realm and helped me reclaim it.. You met my wi-..." His voice cut as he felt slight pain in his chest. He now hated himself and loathed all that he became. But it was short as he realized there was no reason to feel this way. "We traveled to Celestia with my old friend. You used to live with the Ice Queen for a while and helped her with fixing up the keep." He smiled a but less, not due to Blizzard not remembering, but remembering these things in general, what happened after the events and how it became so distant. "If you don't remember, don't worry about it, it's cool." He finished the comment with a smirk.

He tried to place a time and location of these events. "It's hazy... But I think i can recall it. I suppose it has been a long time hasn't it? A lot has happened since that time, so my apologies for not remembering. So, say if you've been here.. What else is going on here. I wouldn't expect someone such as yourself to be within this kind of place. I must have missed something along the way." he adjusted his jacket and fixed his hood aligning it in its proper location. "So, What kind of things have taken place in this area." he made a slight smirk at Sasuki's comment.

He laughed a bit, "hell froze over." He smirked a bit more, feeling at home again. "We were hit by a organization that wanted to rid this place, our arena master was replaced aaand..." He thought a bit more, should I tell him? That's kind of personal. he cleared his throat and smiled a bit, "but I'm glad to see you again, old friend. I'm sorry that you are feeling a bit hazy, but let me the first to say that I am here to help out and make you feel like another one of us." He chuckles a bit and smiles, "not that it would really matter for you, you're usually a cold person anyway." He spoke as he held back laughter.

"Wait, me a cold individual? Listen man just because I go about and give you the cold shoulder doesn't mean you have to call me cold. I mean granite I am quite cold... But not cold hearted." he looked at him with a slightly agitated look, obviously he found it funny at the same time though. "never the less, i'll be sure to fit in eventually. I'll manage to make my way around." he laughed slightly and looked around the area. "This place seems like it's a very high-quality Academy. I didn't know much about it until I joined if I'm honest."

He nodded and smiled a bit, "no first year thinks much of this place, second year think it's the best, third and ups." He chuckles a bit and shakes his head, "it's a place to train and meet people, that's how I see it, but I might think differently than others." He smiled a bit and looked over the outline of the academy, smiling a bit as memories of his old group formed and faded. He looked over to Blizzard with a returning smile, "so what cold wind blew you in to the Academy, friend?" He asked softly, dying to just give him some kind of contact, a hand shake, a hug, a pat on the back-something! Almost two hundred years and after finally reuniting no contact can be made. Not a pleasant thought, but a thought to hold and sigh at.

He blinked and looked around. "the whole thought brought me here. Just to think about how this place was made for peace.. That's what drove me here. I tend to work towards the goal of peace after all. But, I also have been interested in meeting some people much like myself. I haven't found anyone yet, but I'm looking to meet new people. I've decided it's best for me to stop my travels and find something important to settle with for now. " he laughed a little and walked over to the arena and put his hand on its exterior.

He smiled a bit as he relaxed and eased his back to the wall. "Well, for now, just focus on making friends and getting to trust some people, it's going to be tough here and I don't want you melting away any time soon." He laughed a bit and smiled, not meaning to make another pun. Je looked to the door and relaxed more, his squad had three others, he was certain they didn't need him right now.

Aerik marched, limp footed, toward the Dome. It's bowels were dark and isolated; a sanctuary in which he may practice without judging eyes. Or so he liked to think. As he walked, he devoted a portion of his tired mind to merely moving his feet and keeping his eyelids in check, as they liked to disobey his commands recently. Once he is engulfed in the darkness of the Dome, his eyes would be wide open. Nevertheless, he pulled his body along to feel a sudden drop in temperature as he came closer to the arena. This struck him as an odd occurrence, for the time of year was early spring. He resolved that ice magic must be the cause of such a climate difference. Yet, he stood a considerable distance still from the arena; far away enough for him to not feel a source of magic's chill. He walked closer to the arena, his interest now peaked.

The temperature continued to drop as he traveled closer and closer. He saw his pale skin grow redder, his breath freeze gently in the fridge air. As if on instinct, his arms folded in front of him and pressed tightly against his chest for hope of receiving the smallest bit of genuine comfort that would only be denied by a merciless cold. He was at the epicenter of the cold now; he could feel it. Rather, he could not imagine a more brutal freeze then what he felt now. Rounding the corner, he saw them. One of a face he had seen many times before; a face that brought him a chill similar to would he experienced now. It was Sasuki speaking to another student; a student whose face Aerik could not recall. Aerik rounded the full corner to make his entrance.

"Is it you who is the source of this damnable cold?", Aerik said looking to the unfamiliar face. Aerik extended a shivering hand, putting much concentration on keeping it still, in vain, however. "Welcome.. Welcome to B-B-Branchwood Academy."

Sasuki looked at Arik's hand and noticed his cold, that and his voice, and his skin. He walked over to Aerik with a soft smile and started to unbutton his coat. "This is and old friend of mine. His Name is Blizzard Klavern." He didn't want to introduce others if they could both speak to each other, he felt like it was rude to do so, but with the rush of excitement, Sasuki could care less. He placed his coat over Aerik's shoulders and smiled as he fixed it on his frame. He walked back to the wall and leaned back against it, his black button up was now wrinling slightly against the wall. The white pin stipes shuffling around like a broken oliprical illusion. He looked over to Arik as he fixed his scarf around his neck. Showing no bother to the tempurature in such cold weather, but nothing less was to be expected from a mand like him. "Better?" He asked with a smile.

He blinked and didn't realize that he had let the cold travel so far along the campus. "Oh, my apologies... I didn't realize that I had let it grow so far outwards." within a few seconds the cold atmosphere began to pull quickly towards Blizzard. The heat Returning quickly to the area for Aerik to feel warm once more. "Well, that's a way to introduce me... Ahem don't mind him.. Allow me to introduce myself instead, I'm Blizzard it's nice to meet you" he put a glove on his hand and reached out for Aerik to shake his hand. Despite the glove it will still be extremely cold to shake his hand.

The cold dissipated and he was once more able to feel. Before his hand made contact with his, he lifted Sasuki's coat off his shoulders and handed it back. It was a kind gesture, one he did not expect from the likes of a demon. "Thank you", he said coldly as he handed over the garment. Aerik turned his attention back to Blizzard's extended hand and reached forward to make contact. Upon contact, he felt the same degree of cold that he experienced mere seconds ago. There was a quick pain, and then his hand felt nothing. "It's a pleasure to meet you.", he managed to say during the intense pain. Aerik motioned an awkward and weak shake of his arm and struggled to release his numb grip.

Once the hand managed to pull free, Aerik inspected it. The tip of two fingers were frostbitten to dead black masses of skin and the same began in the middle of his palm. The rest simply puffed into a giant swelling mass of grotesque flesh. Aerik looked to blizzard and back to his hand. "Worry not,", he reassured half-halfheartedly. "I think may be able to deal with this." Aerik closed his eyes and began to concentrate. A blue glow is seen beneath his eyelids.

Sasuki chuckled a but as he put his coat back on, fixing it so the scarf was back out of the coat after buttoning back up. He fixed himself back to the wall and looked to Aerik's hand. He was going to ask if he needed help, but knowing that man, for all that he could, he would be able to take what he has and mend it, help is something that show weakness to others, but for him it was something that needed improvement, and for Arik, there was no meed for improvement at the time. "Well, glad to see you two are acquainted," he spoke, wanting to make more puns and jokes, but finding it to be fruitless, for Aerik would have left if something short of a child's joke was uttered, or at least he thought.

Aerik inhaled and exhaled deeply and slowly, the glow in his eyes becoming somewhat brighter. He lifted his hand slightly into the air. The limb grew extremely tense and convulsed sporadically, an action that was out of Aerik's control for the time being. Suddenly, the dead tissue and swelling faded away and appeared to move to the center of Aerik's hand. This newly fashioned tumor of blackness and puss convulsed back and forth, increasing in motions as seconds went by. Finally, Aerik's glowing eyes opened and a thin wisp of black energy floated out of bulge as it immediately flattened out to his normal hand. The wisp floated weightlessly in the air. Aerik carefully pinched one end of the long strand with his thumb and pointer finger whilst grabbing an empty jar from his bag. He moved the blackness into the jar and sealed the top with a lid. His hand was now fully healed, almost as if the injury had never happened, for there was not a single scar or mark to be seen.

Aerik felt his knees buckle and give out. He fell back against the arena wall and struggled to prop himself up. He took a moment to catch his breath. "Sorry... That.., it just takes a lot out of me..."

Blizzard looks at Aerik "My bad. I expected the gloves would of helped to avoid something like that... I'll have to keep that in mine for later on. Well, good to know there isn't any serious damage it seems." he looked over at Sasuki and back at Aerik.. "Do I see tension between the two of you? Bad blood perhaps? I suppose there's a lot I should figure out. I'm sure I missed a lot of things. I'll figure out the stuff as time goes by." Blizzard shoved his hands into his pockets and looked around.

Aerik picked himself up, nearly dropping his bottled subject in the process. He examined his new sample while speaking. "I'd like to think that my blood stands at a perfectly normal position", he began. "However, Sasuki likes to display anger and angst as if they are his only two emotions. This, however, only comes with the exception of the emotion of pride which he displays prominently when he accomplishes the meager achievement of laying with one of the opposite sex. One of the many perks of possessing demons' blood, I suppose...". Aerik finished his inspection and knelt down, beginning to place the jar back in his bag.