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Thread: High school of the dead (Ic thread)

appearance Koga was early to rise this morning, today he'd even beat his alarm clock as the battery-powered buzzing had just begun to sound off. Yesterday after his father had returned from work he explained how he'd met with an associate who's daughter attended the Archery club with Koga. His father had no idea until then that his son was even apart of such after school activities and was overjoyed to hear that Koga was already at a professional level of marksmanship. It was the first time since his early childhood that he'd actually sat down and had a conversation with his father that didn't involve grades or scholarships, this was something he enjoyed and obviously his Dad did too. Koga reached his arms out and stretched far feeling the bones cracking along his upper back and shoulders. He opened his mouth wide and yawned before scrolling a hand back through his disheveled hair. Springing from his bed he pounced onto his clock and silenced it before making his way to the kitchen half-dressed in only a pair of black sweat pants. His dad had already been waiting, his hair was perfectly cropped and he wore his black business suit as he sat quietly at the table. There was an elaborate antique case laid out in front of him that was buckled shut and bound in leather. His dad spent the next hour explaining how the contents of the case had been passed down from generation to generation and that he should take it with him today. It was odd to see his dad so excited for the first time in years and Koga couldn't help but crack a smile. After a quick shower he threw together his school uniform, his white button-up was left un-tucked as usual and over his outfit he wore a black jacket with white fur on the cuffs and around the neck. It was a brisk day but Koga could still ride his bike, shouldering his backpack and handling his father's antique case with one arm he peddled his way to school. He arrived ten minutes before class and stood his carrycase upright in his locker just outside of the classroom. He closed the door and set the dial on his combination lock before strolling into class still five minutes early. Koga had long light-purple hair, a pale cast of skin and deep-set eyes like amethysts. He had a lithe build and youthful complexion with angular features as he settled in his desk near the back of the classroom. Koga unlimbered his backpack, slid it onto the ground and slumped back in his chair, his face was expressionless and his eyes lazy as he waited for the lesson to begin.
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Hiyami Mitsukiri cheerily went through her morning routine as was usual - just like every other day, right? She didn't bother with make up - she never did - and instead took a shower, changed into her uniform, grabbed a piece of toast, kissed her mother her father was already gone, and headed out. Only to go back and leave again because she'd forgotten both her lunch and bow. By that point, she was running a little later than usual, but would still arrive early. Ten minutes early, in fact. Just enough time to swap out what she did and didn't need at her locker and get situated before Koga had arrived. They were in the Archery Club together - although it was more of a team. He was one of the best among the males and she was his counterpart among the females. Unlike her, though, it seemed he'd either deposited his bow with the team gear or he'd left it in his locker. She'd brought her bow with her, carefully placing it against the far corner of the room, well aware that it would bother no one and no one would bother it. Good morning, Isuzu-kun, she greeted him quietly as he got himself settled.
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As Koga got nestled into his chair a feminine voice greeted him from behind, it was Hiyami the girl who sat two desks behind him. Koga must have still been a little worked up over the events from this morning or else he would have noticed her sitting there when he came into class. His conversation with his father earlier had taken so long that he was just barely on schedule and he never even took the time to check the contents of the antique case he brought in with him. He wondered if it was some kind of old bow that had been used by his ancestors a long time ago or something, if so what kind of use would he have for it now? The equipment provided by the archery club would be in far better shape and not to mention better fitted to his height and weight. He must have sat completely silent for almost an entire minute before turning to answer the girl. Oh, Good Morning Hiyami he answered stiffly, there was a brief pause as Koga's eyes shifted towards the empty desk at the front of the classroom. Doesn't the teacher usually get here before you do? Koga asked as his eyes fell back on Hiyami
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Hiyami smiled at him brilliantly. He wasn't the kind of person to speak so casually with just anyone, so she was pleased with whatever gains she was able to get. After all, if nothing else, she knew that he respected her skill... And probably her as a person, but one could never be too sure, right? To his remark about the teacher, though, she gave a small shrug. Sensei is out front greeting students, she said. She was referring to the tradition of a teacher checking that uniforms were on properly, decorum was being kept, and also to mark down late students. Still, the teachers that did so were usually specialists that didn't have a homeroom... Whoever was on duty today was probably late. She gave a small grin. So I was able to get here before sensei... Actually, sensei will probably be late. I heard Terada-sensei and Mitsuko-sensei - She named two of the other teachers in their year. Talking about how so many staff members have been out sick this week. We might get lucky and have a half-day... I wouldn't mind the extra time to practice, after all. She spoke earnestly and honestly.
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He turned halfway around in his chair, his eyes were cold and calculating as they monitored the seemingly empty classroom. The girl was right, there had been a lot of absences due to illness lately, just another odd situation to add to the list of strange happenings that have been occuring throughout the school year. To Koga Hiyami seemed just as perky and eager as usual, he wondered if she'd noticed any of the bizarre occurances this year too or if he was just being paranoid. I wouldn't mind either.. the tone of his voice tapered off as he seemed consumed in other thoughts. He shook his head slightly a winced before turning back towards her, eyes lazy once again. He didn't want to worry about it anymore, it was probably just his imagination getting the better of him again. He nervously batted a few wandering strands of hair away from his face and shot Hiyami an appraising stare. So have you been working on that form? Koga paused for a moment um you're shooting form that is he said fumbling the words awkwardly
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She watched as he looked over the room, well aware of what he was making note of. For a class that should start in about three minutes, this would probably make records for being a distinctly empty classroom. Less than half the students were there. Practice and her other clubs has been missing more and more people, too. It was odd... And probably some sort of wave of illness, but there was little they could do about it. They were only students, after all. Still, it was odd that administration hadn't sent out a notice or something of the sort... Or at least tried to track a reason for all the absences. She gave him a warm smile as she saw his nervousness. There really was nothing to be afraid of. It's not as though she was going to bite him or anything. They'd definitely lose the next contest if she did - they were, as noted, at the top of the ranks in the team. Yes! she responded enthusiastically, not giving him an opportunity to feel awkward. Well, anymore awkward, anyways. It's always so fulfilling to know when you're definitely going to hit the target! And sensei was showing me some ways to cut down on speed and tricks with aim... She already mentioned them to you, I think... Like when you're supposed to imagine the target in your mind as well as see it with your eyes... right?
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Yeah I think I recall her mentioning something about that.. he said, seeming almost startled at first by her excited response. It was definately useful information but Koga was lying just to keep the conversation going. His lips formed a half-smile as he realized that this was probably the longest interaction he's had with any student at school this year. Suddenly the earsplitting ring of the school bell reverberated through the hallways just outside of the classroom. Koga had almost forgot that he'd still not seen any of the other students yet or the teacher for that matter. He turned all the way around half expecting kids to be filing in through the doorway to take their seats, no one did. He wondered if today was even a school day at all, maybe school wasn't in session today and neither he nor Hiyami had received the memo but then why would everything have been left unlocked, plus! the hallways were filled with students when he got here this morning. Maybe it was just that the archery club got canceled or maybe this was all just a dream. Koga could still hear kids conversing and locker doors slamming just beyond the classroom so was it possible that they were having class outside today? Koga highly doubted it, if so today would mark the first day the class had ever done that. He sat forward in his seat facing the front of the classroom with his fingers laced together on his desk. Come on... someone walk through that door... anyone.. just someone the words filled his mind as he sat silently waiting. Maybe everyone was on their way to class as a group today... but still something just didn't feel right, even if someone did show up there was still a strange feeling in the air today.
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The Class room door was opened violently as the tall European youth stepped inside. The 63 tall frame was clad in a tack suit, one covered in sweat. He muttered some words in Dutch then English, finally remembering he was in Japan. Please He inhaled deeply as he stood up. His grey as darted across the room, registering the half empty room and a lack of a teacher. He stared at his watch, then the clock again, finally setting his eyes on the students again. He steadied his breathing, while calming down. I am Lance Osirus he spoke emotionlessly, hoping he would not further embarrass himself. He took a seat next to another student in the back, one he recognized. The student was a fellow Judo player. The last few weeks they had been practicing judo in the schools club. Lance explained that he had forgotten the first day of school. - 15 min earlier- His feet was propelling him forwards, moving faster and faster. His dad was right in front of him. Come on son, you have to move faster than that His father loved teasing his son. Not only had he been a top athlete in tracks, he often forgot his son had to carry a few extra pounds of heavy muscle. Go. Go break a hip or something He breathed back while grinning. When the due finally returned home, they were exhausted. Not bad.. I only had to hold back by half this time His dad teased as he pressed a finger against his side. Now did you not have your first day of school today? When his dad said those words, shock filled both their faces. A silent understanding crept in. Lances face said. I am fucked. His dad merely nodded. He rushed upstairs grabbing his backpack, before rushing out. Halfway during his rush towards school he found he still had the two heavy iron chains, used to lock his motorcycle, inside his backpack. - Present Lance overheard someone talking about an assault last night. Someones brother had been bitten this morning by a strange homeless guy.
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Isn't it wonderful how much we still have to learn? she inquired cheerily. I'm really looking forward to practice today! Sensei's always so very helpful! As it the school bell had known that she was done speaking, it tolled just at her last words. And Hiyami had frowned at the continuing lack of students. While she'd expected their sensei to be a few moments late, she certainly hadn't thought it would take so long... Seconds bled into minutes and soon enough, she and Isuzu-kun had been waiting for someone to enter for a good five minutes after the bell. It was... odd. And extremely unnerving. She didn't want to be the odd one out and she certainly didn't want to seem paranoid, but she couldn't help the deepening corners of her frown. Several more minutes passed and the door was thrust open. She'd immediately shot to her feet to greet their sensei in the customary way, but it was not her. Instead it was a foreigner. A tall one. He quickly introduced himself and then found a seat towards the back and immersed himself in a conversation with someone Hiyami vaguely recalled as being within the Judo Club. She'd sat down, her frown deepening even further. Hearing of the homeless man's strange assault, though, convinced her. Something's wrong, she murmured. It would be just barely audible to those sitting closest to her. She was speaking more to herself than anyone, but Koga would definitely hear her words. Something is definitely wrong.
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With quick steps Sandra moved through the hallway with a sound motion, her muscles gleaming in the lighting provided. She had been given permission to work out in the schools fitness room, and often when she did she lost track of time. Today was no different, after spending countless hours within the walls of the weight room she had trained and hard. Her hair bound tightly to her head while she bent and weaved with each punch of the heavy bag. Her brown watched the black object swing from side to side, attacking as though it was an opponent she blocked and attacked accordingly, but for such reason she was now late to class. Slipping into the room, she held the yellow slip that read to the teacher she was late. Waving to some of the people inside she was quick to sit in her seat in the back of the room. Her body resting for the first time, since 5 this morning, and did it feel good. What did I miss? She questioned looking over to her peers, hoping to catch up and not fall behind because of her boxing passion.
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Er.. I guess uchi-ma.. He left that sentence hanging when the door opened. He imagined some teacher would come in, informing them about their teachers absence. What walked through the door was a little yellow paper, followed by a alethic female. He grinned as he recognized her. He had met her during his first week. He wanted to join the boxing club, she had given him the tour. He had sparred with her perhaps twice, but he knew of her prowess. A bloody nose had informed her that she indeed packed a punch. Lance nodded as she took a seat in the back, next to him. His fellow judo player, Riku, also nodded. Repeating the same topic as before, Riku told her of the homeless guy attack. Lance nodded from time to time, almost as if he was there himself. It was hard for Lance in the beginning. His large size usually scared people off and if people did communicate with him, they usually spoke to quickly for him to translate. He was either a threatening ogre or a dumb jock. Only three months in Japan, Lance already had a solid grasp of the language. Lance was just about to say something, when he stopped. A loud deafening scream was heard. It was the kind of scream that would make your hair stand up. Not a single soul could scream like that without a machete going through your liver. Lance rose to his feet quickly. He stared out of the window, hoping to see where it had came from.
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Akira sighed as she looked outside, the gate of the school was already closed. On the other side of the gate was a man, from the distance she could not tell what he was doing but it got the attention of some teachers. One of the teacher, a big strong type looked at one wound the man had and tried to reach in to touch it. The man grabbed his hand and took a chunk out of his forearm , blood went everywhere as he fell down on the floor and started to cry out in pain. The medic looked up at him as he died and shook her head, a couple of seconds later she was bitten on the leg by the big strong teacher. Akira's eyes went wide as she stepped up from the floor, What the hell, look out there. She pointed at the gate where the scene just seem to continue the same, a couple of seconds later a screams were heard everywhere. Akira walked out to the hallway to find the big teacher on the hall biting student after student, We should really get out of here.
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Raven had woken up early in the morning, going for a run to clear her head since last night had been crazy. Her brothers had been arguing and their father was nowhere to be seen so before she knew it she had lost herself and ran for far longer than she had planned. By the time she got back home and got dressed for the day she was running late. She grabbed her duffel bag for clubs after school and took off out the door towards the school. She had barely walked in the door when she heard the scream from outside and she only stopped for a brief moment looking out the window in the hallway. She squinted and shook her head thinking it had to be some sort of a joke as she continued to walk. When she finally reached the classroom and before she could open the door screaming began flooding the halls and she nearly ran into a girl, Akira from her class who said something about getting out of here. She was thoroughly confused now but when she noticed the big teacher biting students she didn't need any more convincing and she began moving past Akira away from the frightening scene. She turned back to look at Akira, her voice was a bit shaky when she spoke due to the fact that she witnessed another student have a chunk of flesh ripped out by the teeth of the apparent crazed teacher, W-What is going on? She wasn't really expecting an answer but her confusion mixed with the fear didn't lead to rational deduction of the situation.
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Hearing the shrieking coming from the halls Sandra watched as a crowd of people rushed to the door leading to the hall, she herself got up from her desk and went to see what was going on. What she saw however was something that not only frightened her, but caused her to raise her fist in the ready. It was a horrible sight, the spews of blood shooting from young throats like gasers as the rather sizable teacher devoured the flesh clean from there necks. This was unheard of, unlikely to even happen, yet here she was witnessing it with her own two eyes. Watching as people rushed from the room, she followed suit trying to run as quickly as possible so she herself wouldn't be killed by the monster that this teacher had turned into. She found that most of the students running by her were of different grades and area's of the school that she hardly touched herself. Just what was going on and how much of the school had been bothered by this...well this horror epidemic that was plaguing the halls of her once calm school. Can anyone tell me what's happening?! She shouted at anyone running by her, hearing a similar voice ask the same question she figured most didn't know.
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One by one Koga watched as a few stragglers finally made their way into the classroom, a wave of relief washed over him but nothing showed on his visage except boredom. He kept seated and held his gaze on the front of the room seemingly paying no attention to the rest of the class. He wasn't really interested in anything they were talking about but one conversation did happen to grab his attention, the one about the homeless attacker. Things like that weren't unheard of but the part about him biting another man was definitely a first. As much as Koga tried to fight the urge it was no use, he was thinking about it again. then it happened... Heralded by bloodcurdling screams, it was the culmination of all the strange activity that had been occurring since the beginning of the school year. A girl who'd settled in a desk near the windows suddenly went pale as she aimed a finger towards the ground outside the finger-printed pane of glass. Koga boosted himself out of his chair and walked casually towards her, with one brow arched he craned his neck and caught a glimpse of the gruesome scene taking place at the front gate. Other then his jaw clenching tight and his face contorting with disgust he showed no signs of being startled by the event and instead began backtracking towards his desk, a hand groping at his throat. He paused, coughed into his fist, took a deep breath and suddenly his eyes went razor sharp. He walked passed his desk scooping his backpack up by a single strap in the process and slung it over his shoulder. He advanced steadily into the panic going on outside the classroom, his locker was three down from the door and in seconds he broke the combination on the lock and collected a few items. He swiped a half-empty bottle of water, his leather archery glove with reinforced fingers, his arm guard and lastly the cumbersome antique case he carried into school this morning. Koga peeled off his jacket, rolled up one sleeve and equipped the glove and guard to his right arm. He deposited the water in his backpack, threw it over his shoulder and strode towards the classroom with his case in one hand leaving his coat behind. Students and faculty were crisscrossing frantically through the halls fighting and flailing but Koga moved passed the commotion halting abruptly only when he reached the open doorway to his classroom. He cocked his head and glanced over the threshold, his eyes quickly located Hiyami and he paused for moment until a bloodied student stumbled towards him with outstretched arms. Koga's eyes flickered back and without delay he hefted his box-shaped case towards the boy sending him sliding across the tiled floor with a grunt. Feeling like he was out of time he started making his way down the hall towards a distant fire escape.
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Akira shrieked as she ran away from the teacher, she knew very well that if you get bitten then you will attack someone else and whatever it was it spread through bite. Taking a deep breath she screamed at the class, Don't let them bite you. Whatever it is it spreads through bite. She looked at what was happening and she figured the best thing to do was to run to somewhere where she could bunk herself. We need to find a safe place, otherwise we will be screwed. She groaned as she began thinking of a place where they could relax and perhaps find out what the hell is happening. She needed to find a place where they could bunk themselves until this all blows over. Those of you who aren't bitten, go up to the roof. She knew there was a small room with a tv that the cleaners used to rest in, it was apart from the rest of the school in the ceiling. Sealing the room shut would be the wisest thing to do at the moment. She ran up to the ceiling with a crowd of people that were screaming out. She did not knew if somebody heard her but that would be their best bet. She hurried up the stairs moving between the people to try and get up as fast as she could.