What is your purpose? (1)
Who: Karasu and Kuronue
Where: Karasu's class
When: After school
What: Kuronue has desided to get to know his fellow villians purpose... first up... Karasu.
The school bell rang, noting the end of yet another tiring day. This day how-ever would just be beginning for the bat... Curiousity dragging him to question his own allys. curiosity of why they joinned this carnavel act. The first he would visit was one he had not actually yet spoken too. The vampric looking crow, Karasu. He made sure no students lingered before entering the class of the litterature teacher, only musing a smile in the silence.
Karasu sat at the desk, appearing the very model of decorum and calm, pleasent happiness. He filed the papers, not looking up, seeming not to notice at first. But he spoke, and that voice...so silken despite the gentle face. So cruel, lovely...and utterly glacial. "Mmmm....and to what do I owe...this pleasure...?" he asked, finally looking up, rising gracefully to fix currently grey eyes on the other.
"Curiousity of my allys." He began his cool gesture, the warming expression of the counsel melting from his features. He took some steps from the door and toward the desk as he spoke. "I realize I do not know a single one, and it is in my nature to question... why are you playing such a silly game as this? I mean... what purpose would drive what seems a noble bird to this?" One hand took on a portion of the man's weight as he leaned lightly to look down at the sitting bird, while cold and dark waters looked directlyat the scholar.
Removing the glasses that framed those grey eyes, the tall man rose, stretched. A toss of his head had the illusion melting, those tresses lengthening in the closed classroom, returning to their ebon luster. And those eyes....the grey seemed to melt back into that fierce, mad violet. "Oh I have my reasons...more than one..." he replied, resting one white hand on the desk lightly, leaning forward.
Care to share them? Even now you seem one too refined to want to fiddle around with humans and play "Sensei" as you do now... " He liked this ones reaction, a confident nature without the moronic nature of some of the... other villains. "I'll tell you my reason in return even, if you'd like. Even if it is something... much less than most others I'm sure."
Refined...yes...he was far above this sort of thing...but when it was so easy...it was another great source of amusement to him. "Besides intrigue at the grat and powerful Yomi's part in all of this...I intent to keep a very close eye on one of my students....one of those darling little spirit detectives..." he revealed slyly. Of course Karasu was no fool. He knew he couldn't be the only one to be thusly interested with Kurama, with beautiful Shuuichi. Especially when it was rumored that this one...but no, he would wait. Information...was just another thing Karasu enjoyed collecting...
"Oh... I was informed of very little, which of them are this fabled Tantei I keep hearing about?" This was quite actually a serious question, he'd been dead so long... and apparently there were several of them. He had taken in rumors and stories but... "As it seems you wont tell me which of them it is, I wont ask anymore than that." the actual form of the bandit though, did not materialize like the crows did... seeing how he was not known by any of them... Just an simple outfit change and cloaking of his wings worked perfectly fine for him.
Those violet eyes slid over Kuronue in appreciation, grin growing a little wider. Beautifull...in rough sort of way. "My my..." he murmured to himself, moving about, taking in he other curiously.
The intricate stare of the bat remain fixed on the other, he did not know what kind of behavior he had with strangers. "Will you tell me that much at least? I am sure you know who the... tantei are." He gave in a questionning tone, studying those violet orbs. They were the kind that belonged to a sayer, a violent shade fit his stare in a forboding way.
"Don't turn aggresions on me." he warned before leaning himself against the wall, crossing his arms. "And the one I prefer is Minamino Shuuichi." he revealed with a lilting purr
"Oh I am merely studying, I know nothing of you after all. It was with this same feeling that I came here... No aggresion, I have no reason to give such a rude gesture." He nodded lightly before shifting his weight to one side before saying... "Yes, he seems the only one to realize he isn't in a normal school atmosphere... if anything."
"Oh he's very special...." he purred softly, recalling images of that pale golden form drenched in blood. Eyes that lit and then seemed to fade with the change in energy. A glance to Kuronue. "So...a komouri, are you...?" he asked, interested in teh other's heritage.
"Why yes, I am." It was obvious there would be questions, a responce to his own curious nature... "As I'll admit I do not like the whole "early rise" for the school morning... reluctant to disobey my noturnal nature."
"Have you anymore questions..? If not... I shall take my leave." He resisted to flex his wings that remained to carefully hidden.
"Oh my no. Not right now at least. Come and see me some evening. Perhaps we cna answer each other's questions then." he rpelied coolly, lifting himself once more, passing a hand over his features, letting them melt back into the softer, more nonconfrontational image of the professor Corbin. He sauntered to teh door before tunring, offering a smile. "A little note about my name...it's a play on words, Kuronue-san. Take care." and with that he was gone out the door.
Where: Karasu's class
When: After school
What: Kuronue has desided to get to know his fellow villians purpose... first up... Karasu.
The school bell rang, noting the end of yet another tiring day. This day how-ever would just be beginning for the bat... Curiousity dragging him to question his own allys. curiosity of why they joinned this carnavel act. The first he would visit was one he had not actually yet spoken too. The vampric looking crow, Karasu. He made sure no students lingered before entering the class of the litterature teacher, only musing a smile in the silence.
Karasu sat at the desk, appearing the very model of decorum and calm, pleasent happiness. He filed the papers, not looking up, seeming not to notice at first. But he spoke, and that voice...so silken despite the gentle face. So cruel, lovely...and utterly glacial. "Mmmm....and to what do I owe...this pleasure...?" he asked, finally looking up, rising gracefully to fix currently grey eyes on the other.
"Curiousity of my allys." He began his cool gesture, the warming expression of the counsel melting from his features. He took some steps from the door and toward the desk as he spoke. "I realize I do not know a single one, and it is in my nature to question... why are you playing such a silly game as this? I mean... what purpose would drive what seems a noble bird to this?" One hand took on a portion of the man's weight as he leaned lightly to look down at the sitting bird, while cold and dark waters looked directlyat the scholar.
Removing the glasses that framed those grey eyes, the tall man rose, stretched. A toss of his head had the illusion melting, those tresses lengthening in the closed classroom, returning to their ebon luster. And those eyes....the grey seemed to melt back into that fierce, mad violet. "Oh I have my reasons...more than one..." he replied, resting one white hand on the desk lightly, leaning forward.
Care to share them? Even now you seem one too refined to want to fiddle around with humans and play "Sensei" as you do now... " He liked this ones reaction, a confident nature without the moronic nature of some of the... other villains. "I'll tell you my reason in return even, if you'd like. Even if it is something... much less than most others I'm sure."
Refined...yes...he was far above this sort of thing...but when it was so easy...it was another great source of amusement to him. "Besides intrigue at the grat and powerful Yomi's part in all of this...I intent to keep a very close eye on one of my students....one of those darling little spirit detectives..." he revealed slyly. Of course Karasu was no fool. He knew he couldn't be the only one to be thusly interested with Kurama, with beautiful Shuuichi. Especially when it was rumored that this one...but no, he would wait. Information...was just another thing Karasu enjoyed collecting...
"Oh... I was informed of very little, which of them are this fabled Tantei I keep hearing about?" This was quite actually a serious question, he'd been dead so long... and apparently there were several of them. He had taken in rumors and stories but... "As it seems you wont tell me which of them it is, I wont ask anymore than that." the actual form of the bandit though, did not materialize like the crows did... seeing how he was not known by any of them... Just an simple outfit change and cloaking of his wings worked perfectly fine for him.
Those violet eyes slid over Kuronue in appreciation, grin growing a little wider. Beautifull...in rough sort of way. "My my..." he murmured to himself, moving about, taking in he other curiously.
The intricate stare of the bat remain fixed on the other, he did not know what kind of behavior he had with strangers. "Will you tell me that much at least? I am sure you know who the... tantei are." He gave in a questionning tone, studying those violet orbs. They were the kind that belonged to a sayer, a violent shade fit his stare in a forboding way.
"Don't turn aggresions on me." he warned before leaning himself against the wall, crossing his arms. "And the one I prefer is Minamino Shuuichi." he revealed with a lilting purr
"Oh I am merely studying, I know nothing of you after all. It was with this same feeling that I came here... No aggresion, I have no reason to give such a rude gesture." He nodded lightly before shifting his weight to one side before saying... "Yes, he seems the only one to realize he isn't in a normal school atmosphere... if anything."
"Oh he's very special...." he purred softly, recalling images of that pale golden form drenched in blood. Eyes that lit and then seemed to fade with the change in energy. A glance to Kuronue. "So...a komouri, are you...?" he asked, interested in teh other's heritage.
"Why yes, I am." It was obvious there would be questions, a responce to his own curious nature... "As I'll admit I do not like the whole "early rise" for the school morning... reluctant to disobey my noturnal nature."
"Have you anymore questions..? If not... I shall take my leave." He resisted to flex his wings that remained to carefully hidden.
"Oh my no. Not right now at least. Come and see me some evening. Perhaps we cna answer each other's questions then." he rpelied coolly, lifting himself once more, passing a hand over his features, letting them melt back into the softer, more nonconfrontational image of the professor Corbin. He sauntered to teh door before tunring, offering a smile. "A little note about my name...it's a play on words, Kuronue-san. Take care." and with that he was gone out the door.