BranchWood Academy - Canceled

After the small massacre that left behind a huge crime scene, effecting the safety and well being of the school. Masaru walked away from the crime scene with no remorse for her murderous action, she couldn't care less about the mourning families and such. They were weak and couldn't entertain her, those three innocent lives were not enough, she wanted more. Can't anyone entertain me? Masaru thought as she glanced hp at the ceiling and then continued walking.

"This academy is supposed to develop skill...?" Masaru questioned, well those three student's didn't have much to give. Since all they could give was a few scratches on Masaru's shoulders that weren't too noticeable. They were small fries, scraps of a meal that would never fill Masaru's hunger. A challenge, someone difficult, someone strong, someone to make me feel like I'm almost dead. Masaru thought as she continued her way towards the dorms. I lust for that pain someday, to feel that same pain a second time.

It was true that Masaru loved strong opponent's that could bring her pain. Just the thought of facing strong opponents, the only reason she killed those students was to quench her thirst for a extreme battle. She wanted someone who would fight, not blabber nonsense. Someone with skill, someone with the burning passion to fight! Oh, how that would please Masaru, who knew if she would ever find that person that can excite her like that one day. After taking a short walk through the halls, Masaru arrived at the doorsteps of her dorm. She swung open the door and stepped inside closing the door behind her. She wasn't staying for long, only to clean her sword and leave back out.

Masaru quickly appeared from her dorm shortly after cleaning her nodachi and soon left her dorm.

The halls echoed with the sweet twang of a guitar's strings. The sound seemed to resonate powerfully through the halls. It was complimented by the sweet hum of a deep voice. At the end of the hall sat a man, strumming and humming a sad tone for all those who would listen. However, the hall appeared mostly empty. He sat on the ground, legs folded and his back against the cold stone wall looking straight forward with lifeless milky grey eyes. It was almost as if he was staring directly through Masaru, through the walls behind her and past the school. They were eyes that showed no emotion.

Now the tempo of the song picked up to what now appeared to be the chorus. "Most of what you see, my dear, is purely for show because not everything that goes around comes back around, you know", Oethis sang in a low tone that bounced around the halls. His voice was pleasuring to the ears. He continued to play as Masaru exited to the hall.

Masaru entered into the hallways, from her dorm, she continued to walk down the hallway in the direction of the musical tune. This isn't music camp, who could possibly be playing at this our..? Masaru thought, it was strange to be hearing someone playing guitar randomly in the hallway, it make Masaru slightly annoyed.

"Holding on too long is just a fear of what's to show, because not everything that comes around goes back around, you know.", Oethis continued to sing in a low voice as Masaru drew closer and closer. He appreciated the sound that her footsteps made across the cold stone floor. Finally, Masaru stood over him and he silence his voices, the song now coming to an end. He let his hand hang after finishing with one final strum, letting the strings vibrate the sweet sound before stopping them with the palm of his hand. He did not lift his head to meet Masaru's eyes, and instead continued to look forward at something that seemed so distant. "What can I do for you this evening, miss? Perhaps you'd like to give a request. A soothing tune calm the storm in one's heart? Or, perhaps, one of love and loss?", he said in a serious tone, addressing the woman who stood above him directly.

Masaru continued to walk until she reached the man playing his guitar at the end of the hallway. Masaru decided to ignore his singing and continue to walk to the next location she was heading to. She never stayed in one area for too long, even her own dorm. Masaru continued to move along until she came to a stop when the man said something directed towards her. Masaru turned her head towards the man who was failing to meet her eye. A small crooked grin crept across her face as he spoke. "Can you entertain me?" She asked.

Oethis' solemn look upon his face detracted into that of graver seriousness. He closed his eyes and opened them, blinded eyes now staring down to his instrument. His hand rubbed against its smooth wooden body. He closed his eyes once more and turned his head to face the woman. He stood and opened his eyes, staring them right into Masaru's. "I see. It would be a song of only loss, then.", he said, sounding slightly disappointed. "Very well. Yes, I shall entertain you.", he said, his expression suddenly livening. "I think I have just the song..."

Continuing his lifeless stare, he brought the guitar up to his chest. His left hand drifted up the neck and to the headstock, tuning the instrument with his fingers. He plucked a bit at the strings and when the tone was right, he smiled and grabbed the neck with his left hand once more. With his right hand, he pulled back a single string and let it go. It made sharp and queer sound that seemed to resonate deeply throughout Masaru's entire being. After a few second, he pressed a finger to the string, stopping its rapid vibrations. "Now, how about you play me a tune back, hmm?", said, smirking eagerly.

The sound of the music was something to appreciate, as Sasuki was quite a man of music. He smiled to the sound of the guitar from the distance and decided to walk by to see what was going on. He was curious what someone like this squire of music would be doing in an academy of military and magic. His custom wingtips moved languidly across the halls as he moved on, tryin to find the man who is making this sonerous noise. His mind traveling to where, what or who would play thos. "Now what could this be all about?" He muttered to himself as hie dark tenor voice only spread a few feet away.

As he heard the voice singing stop and the sound of someone else walking. He was now curious if the person was up and about. He heard the man talking to someone and smiled a bit more, company was something to make when music was present. He finally appeared in the view of the two people, one with a guitar and one with a sword. This made his curious mind explode with more options of what could happen. He smiled a bit more and walked to the pair, music starting up again and making the halls more audible and making him more quiet. As he approaches them he smiles a bit and waves to them both, "Excuse me, I couldn't help but hear this wonderful sound and I was intersted in hearing more." He looked ot the man of music, not worried much by the killer woman beside him.

Oethis had heard Sasuki's mumbling down the hall and gripped the neck of his instrument harder. When the man had finally appeared, Oethis was still waiting for the blades-women to make her move. He continued to stare forward at his target as Sasuki's footsteps rang loudly about the barren hall. "I'm glad you liked it", Oethis responded to the man with deep seriousness in his voice, despite the wide grin on his face as he seemingly stared through the abyss in the direction of the woman. "If you'd like to give a request, you'll have to wait until after I'm finished with this... performance. In fact...", he said, turning his body to face Sasuki while leaving his head turned to stare at Masaru. "You'll want to see this one. It'll be... stimulating.", Oethis spoke as he lifted the same string from the guitar and released it, sending the odd note flying through Sasuki's entire being. After a few seconds, he pressed his finger against the string and turned his body back to the woman. "Now, don't keep the audience waiting. It's your turn to perform.", he said, deep voice ringing. To the trained eye, Oethis body may seem as if it is distorting slightly in the air.