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[time_to_reap]

[ This is ridiculous. There is no other word that could describe William's current predicament. Just imagine it- a top rated Grim Reaper such as himself, a Dispatch Management supervisor mind you, reduced to attending a military school for humans. Humans that are going to be centuries younger then himself. Honestly. This is almost an insult to him

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[redcinemareel]

[WILL SENSES TINGLING]

Will~iam!

[Comes out of nowhere (perhaps he teleported? or he is that awesome?) and glomps onto William from behind. Currently wearing blue jean cropped pants and a pink t-shirt for ladies. Of course.]

I can't believe you're here! [Pauses and looks at him with dread.] Oh no! You got sent here too?!

[time_to_reap]

[Even with his attention locked upon his pamphlets that raging typhoon of red had only momentary surprised him.]

Sutcliff. Do remove yourself from my back before I am to use force.

[redcinemareel]

It's so good to know it's the real you~! [Grins and lets go of him. Just this once. Zips to stand in front of Will.] Darling Will! Have you come to rescue me from this...nightmare?

[time_to_reap]

That is a negative. I will be attending this school as well Sutcliff. I do suppose that it is good fortune that I arrived here if you are here as well. [William sighs and hands over his class report to him.] What classes are you currently enrolled in?

[runaway_chosen]

[ A scythe! Colette tilts her head curiously at the thing as she walks past, having taken the wrong turning and going in completely the opposite direction from where she wanted to go. Why does he have a scythe? She didn't think there was any farmland nearby.

Since she's curious, now, she writes a note and walks up to the stranger, cautiously - not knowing how to show that she wants to 'talk' to him, she sort of bows her head a little.

After a moment, she holds out the notepad.

"Are you a farmer?" ]

[time_to_reap]

[His eyes quickly read over the note before he returned the notepad back to her.]

No. This is not an ordinary gardening tool. This is my death scythe. It allows me the ability to view a person's life and make a correct judgment as to where their soul would belong.

[runaway_chosen]

[ Colette doesn't quite understand, but it sounds scary and it shows on her face for a moment. Judge? Like... judging how she had abandoned Sylvarant? He could see that? Eep!

However, she shakes her head to shake off the thought, smiles in apology and writes down: "I'm sorry. I didn't know they could do that AND harvest crops!" ]

[time_to_reap]

[A slight frown tugged on his lips at her rather innocent words.]

Human Scythes can not do that. What I have is specialty made for my job.

[carmineblight]

[Axel's just passing by while on his way to the caf, but the garden implement makes him pause. The last guy he knew who used gardening tools creatively- well. Worse yet, this guy seemed as stuck up as some of the Upper Ups. That's enough to tempt a curious Axel, alas.]

Eat something bad or is that your normal face?

[time_to_reap]

[He briefly looked over his shoulder to fix Axel with a cold glare.]

It is neither. Are you familiar enough with the surroundings? I am trying to find my Dorm room A224.

[carmineblight]

[Ooh, a frosty one. Axel is immune to those, sadly.]

Sure thing, sticks. I crash right down at A217.

[time_to_reap]

My name is William T. Spears not sticks. I would like for you to address me by my proper name from now on.

[Ah. There must be something about him that attracts Redheads with a knack for trouble.]