RWBYFanon v5
RPG World of Remnant => The Vale Region => Beacon Academy => Topic started by: Leycil on September 16, 2016, 07:41:37 PM
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There exists a little rumor, about a person with purple hair, whose androgny can really mess up your affairs. She might be the gal next to you with purple hair, or the man with a book with purple hair. He seems to be everywhere, actually he is not, but his bag of tricks and briefcase is sure to switch alot.
Galileo is sort of amused by the rumor, despite it being true. It sort of rhymes and sort of brings him to a jolly mood. He was walking around campus, looking very feminine, with a female uniform ironed neatly, hair all so glossy and makeup put on nicely, with a sort of sass and pretty in the eyes. Anyone from a mile away will agree he is a girl. Being androgynous really does have its perks.
As he makes his way around the corner he hopes to bump into someone, honestly he can't wait to see that happen, especially when his acting skills come into play.
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Ismael seems to be lost in his own world when he walks the halls of beacon. He doesn't notice that someone is turning the corner in front of him. His mask obscured his vision and his boots made loud foot steps killing out any foot steps he might have heard. His attire wasn't all too different today, just some jeans, a black long sleeve and some black gloves. He looked up long enough to see he was about to run into someone. He had only enough time to try and stop himself, bit it was up to the other person to try and move out of the way to have any real effect.
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Galileo wasn't paying attention either, he was daydreaming and felt the hard chest of someone. With that sudden wake up he found himself falling backwards
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Ismael felt the person collide with him and in a flash he grabs their shoulder dropping his book as he says, "Hey sorry, about that. I wasn't watching where I was going and I accidentally knocked you over".
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Galileo will admit that was a really fast reaction, He did a quick impression of Ismael, nice mask, seems like a nice person based on speech
"O-oh thank you um..." Galileo said in his most innocent female voice, which will be very convincing.
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Ismael starts to lift the woman up and said as he reached down to grab his book, "No problem, but sorry again about that i wasn't paying much attention". Ismael dusts of his book the snaps his fingers as he realized he would be frightening this young girl so he took off his mask and bowed as he said, "I'm sorry I must introduce myself. My name is Ismael Skhaos and it is a pleasure to meet you".
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"Pleasure to meet you too, name is Mephis," Galileo stares at Ismael's face, amazing eyes, definitely beautiful in his opinion. "You look much better without the mask, makes you seem more approachable in my opinion"
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Ismael places his mask at his side and a satisfying clicking sound was made and it locked into place. Ismael then held the book as he stood upright again. On a quick glance the woman in front of him was on the the higher part of the spectrum of beauty. He didn't show it or knew why something was off. He looks down and sees that his zipper was down. He moved his hand, with the book, across his pants and zipped his zipper and said to keep attention away from what he is doing, "So Mephis, what were you doing on such a lovely day. I inquire because I thought it would be nice to get to know you a little better".
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Galileo gave a little chuckle.
"Oh my aren't you the flirt, well let's get to know each other better, after all I was simply just wandering around, it's nice to have someone to talk to," Galileo teased, looks like he found someone interesting to play with. But he would be nice with the tricks, after all he is getting a good impression of Ismael.
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Once Ismael was finished zipping up his fly he pointed to the way he came and said, "Well if I remember correctly there is a tea shop on the campus, so we could go there".
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Galileo nods in agreement.
"Ooh tea, sure let's go!" Galileo smiled, flipping his purple hair out of his eyes.
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Ismael then started to walk and took down mental motes of every little thing this woman does. He wants to make sure he can relax around her. She didn't seem strange at all, but he didn't feel like he could relax. There was a strange feeling he has, but he doesn't know what is causing it. He says to break the silence that was impending, "Well do you have any hobbies you like to do in your off time?".
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Galileo follows Ismael, with a skip in his step and a slight sass in his walk, not flaunting his hips. When he heard the question his hand went into his jacket pocket and pulled out a deck of cards.
"Why I play with cards, not that I gamble but rather I use them to do things like magic or fortune telling, I tend to get bored in class," Galileo shuffled the deck and puts it back in the jacket pocket.
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Ismael thought on the answer for a bit and said, "Well is it luck based or does it actually work. I've seen my fair share of "magicians" and "fortune tellers". They can divert attention and manipulate your blind spots or even your mind to buy into their act and give themselves more people to buy in and keep coming".
Ismael felt that was very blunt to shoot down someone's hobby like that, but he needs to see her reaction to see some of her character.
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Galileo giggles, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, a card appears inbetween his fingers. He then folds it and closing his hand into a fist with it inside and shows Ismael its gone. Then he taps Ismael's book.
"Open page 27 for a surprise," Galileo smiles
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Ismael slides his finger across the long side of the pages and pulls out the card almost with magic. He then pulled out another one from his pocket and then from his sleeve. He then said holding them up, "Are these your cards?". He had a little smile as he walked back wards holding the cards and his book.
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(Wow since when did Ismael do magic, not that I'm complaining, its really funny imagining the scene)
Galileo did not look one bit surprised.
"Gimme a second to check..." Galileo takes out his deck of cards and counts them. "You certainly know a trick or two, taking my cards." Galileo takes his cards back and snaps her fingers.
"I forgot to answer your question, well the answer is really dependent on the user, its psychology oddly, can't go deep into that though, I'm more into astrology and astronomy doing all the complicated math and science, actually wait that is what I studied before coming to Beacon and studying 3 out of the 4 years currently.," Galileo said while putting the cards back inside his jacket pocket
(You should really see the bbcode in this, I apologize for making your eyes miserable)
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"Sounds more interesting than fun. Actually you wouldn't know how I pulled that little trick, or have you noticed?". Ismael stretches and says while holding his left hand up and started to charge a lightning bolt in it, his right eye started to fill with this same harsh blackness then a white aura fills in his retinas in his right eye and outlined his iris,"I used the moment you weren't looking to grab a card using the electric charge you created on some cards. I has a strange ability with my aura to slightly control that charge in my favor. I then did light movements you wouldn't see to move the cards to the respective places they were at". The harsh black lightning started to fade and the aura in his eye started to fade as he said, "I mostly use my mind to do 'magic', but I do dabble in magic". He holds out his left hand, which had the lightning when it finally fully fades, and then appeared a rose. Ismael looked at it weirdly like he didn't expect that to happen, but after maybe a millisecond he just played along.
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"My Ismael are you going to offer a rose to me? Really flirting before you know more about a girl, come on let's keep walking to the tea shop, you can't keep a girl waiting," Galileo said with a slight amusement in his tone. He got to admit he has one heck of an ability with his aura. Galileo then thinks a funny thought while looking at his briefcase. "Would you like to see a girl change in front of you?"
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Ismael looks over and says, "You mean to a male". He said this as small speckles of aura floated around both of them far enough away that without looking for them they won't be seen.
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Galileo shrugs
"That would be the general, now watch closely, and put those specks of aura away I know they are there," Galileo looks around. "But you are the only person right now down this corridor"
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Ismael shrugs and the aura starts to disperse, he then starts lean against the wall and says, "If your gonna change you should do so before someone comes".
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Galileo opens his briefcase and takes out nothing but a black cloth just large enough to cover his whole body. He smiles and does a small twirl in front of the briefcase and the black cloth drapes around him, and before a minute is up, the black cloth drops and Galileo is standing in a different outfit. A top hot with a playing card was on her head lopsided and he wore a jacket of a navy blue shade zipped up, but you can tell he was wearing a white t-shirt underneath as some of it is sticking outunderneath. A long baby blue skirt, the heam line below the knee and doll shoes along with white knee socks.
"Told you I changed infront of you," Galileo giggled in his convincing girlish way, hand up to his mouth curved about a fist.
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Ismael smiled as he said, "That was...shocking". A small spark flies from him as he said that. He then gestures for them to continue.
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"Really? My mum does it all the time, I never have to wait for just a few more minutes," Galileo packs up his briefcase and follows Ismael.
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As Ismael walks he steal glances of the woman trying to depict more on this person. He won't really initiate conversation as they go.
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Galileo notices the glances and conjures a ball smaller than his palm, well eight of them and starts to hits Ismael with them like they want to garner attention from him. Galileo then starts singing.
"Ahlakazoo da bip bi di boo da bididi pop pa di buu, put them together and what do you find bididi pop pa di buu!" Galileo laughs at the end of the short song.
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Ismael said in a calm voice as he felt the balls hit him knowing she must want some attention, "So who taught you to do magic?".
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Galileo smiled knowing he got Ismarl's attention, the balls stop hitting and start encircling Galileo.
"I thought it was obvious who when I said 'My mother does it all the time', actually wait I have two mothers, because my parents are lesbian," Galileo answered. "So who taught you how to use that aura of yours?"
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"Myself". He said this with a hint of pain in his voice as he thinks of have 2 parents.
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Azrail had just finished his daily... outing, and was walking through the hallways on his way to the library. He was planning to make another check through the Atlas history books once more before turning to the CCTS and looking there. That was the plan, anyway, before he almost ran into two other students as he rounded the corner. "Hello Ismael," he said. Azrail had heard of Ismael, and seen him in a few of his schizophrenic fits, but more than that, the similarities in their auras and their... mental similarities gave Azrail a sense of kinship between the two, even if they'd never been friends. The other student was different. Azrail could have sworn he had seen this student before, but he couldn't place where. he was pretty familiar with the grades below his, so she must have been a fourth year, but there was something throwing him off. And then again, was it a she? The student had a weird look that could belong to either gender. Azrail gave up, shook his head, and then asked, "And you are?"
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Galileo noted the pain in Ismael's voice, he decided not to pursue the subject and just went with a nod. Then she sees someone new, interesting fellow. Apparently he knows Ismael and noted the head shaking, he guessed that he must be taking something relates to Galileo.
"Mephis, and you are?" Galileo asked, his voice still feminine and polite, he ran his fingers through his hair to comb it to the side.
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Ismael looks at the person before him. Ismael was quite surprised this man knew his name. Ismael just waved as he said, "Hello there".
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"You can call me Azrail," he replied. Mephis, Mephis, he had definitely heard that name somewhere before, but now that he couldn't remember it, the uncertainty began gnawing away at his resolve. Azrail decided he would walk with these two until he could remember. After all, he'd been researching for almost 3/4 of a year, and the constant search was driving him crazy. This would be a good break, so he fell into step with both Ismael and Mephis.
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"So how long more?" Galileo asked while walking, for some odd reason he is getting a vibe that says Azrail is suspicious
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"At least another minute, but Azrail how do you know my name...actually never mind". Ismael already thought of how Azrail would know him, his schizophrenic fits were something of a story that people tell to others. And when word gets around, he started to get notoriety for being a little on the unstable and dangerous side. Ismael didn't have anything to really say so he's gonna most likely stay quiet for the remainder of the short walk.
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Azrail could almost feel the tension between himself and this Mephis. He knew Mephis was hiding something,but the other source of tension seemed to originate from Mephis herself. Azrail didn't know what to make of it yet, but he decided to let their unspoken game of chicken continue as they walked to... somewhere. It had just occurred to Azrail that he had no idea where they were going, so he asked, "Hey, where exactly are we heading?"
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Galileo snapped his fingers after Azrail asked, he realized that they never filled Azrail in on what they were doing.
"Oh we are heading to drink tea at this tea shop that Ismael knows Azry."
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Ismael opens the door to go out side and look at that. There is a little shop about 30 meters away. This shop is called "Vlare's brewery" even though the shop would sell brewed alcohol the shop has open windows and can be seen inside that there is people drinking tea out of little tea cups and coffee out of mugs. Ismael gestures over as he says, "Well it's right there. Vlare makes awesome tea and coffee, and she doesn't charge an arm and a leg".
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"I would prefer it if you just called me Azrail," the slightly perturbed scythe-wielder asked Mephis. It seemed as if the whole thing was just an act. JUST AN ACT, THAT'S IT!, Azrail thought as the sudden realization hit him. He had heard of the famous Galileo, but his last name was almost always left out. The androgynous magician had tricked just about everyone in the school on more than a few occasions, and Azrail had just been added to their number. The lightning reaper chuckled under his breath and said, "I'm sorry, but I won't be joining you two for tea. I have more pressing matters to attend to." Azrail decided not to reveal who Galileo was, decided to let the harmless trickster have his fun. People like Galileo added a bit of eccentricity and lightheartedness that Azrail appreciated; it's certainly difficult to keep up such a happy demeanor in the face of the world's atrocities.
Azrail reached out his hand to shoot a spear/chain up onto the roof when a sudden screaming ran through his mind. No, not his mind, his soul. Azrail's aura began to visibly shimmer and shake as he clutched the sides of his head in a futile attempt to block out the noise. He dropped to his knees and writhed around uncontrollably as a roaring snarl split through his everything. He almost asked for help, but then he knew they couldn't hear it. Neither of them seemed particularly in tune with their auras, and even then they'd have to be aware of the source. Azrail knew he had brought this upon himself; it was the result of countless hours focusing on this one unknown, the result of obsessing over it. The aura-based screech left almost as quickly as it had appeared, but in its dying moments, Azrail could make out the direction of origin. He leaped to his feet and left in the direction of the airship platforms without an explanation or a word.
From an outsider's perspective, the whole incident had taken no more than a few seconds. Azrail had silently clutched his head spazzed out on the ground, and then stopped. It was probably better this way, Azrail figured. Better that everyone thought he was a nutcase. Better, of course, than trying to explain everything. Better than begging people to understand.
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Ismael felt a tingle of aura jumped from his eye and around him, and he looked back at Azrail and saw something was up. Ismael started to look almost angered, but was mostly serious as he tries to take a step towards him. Then everything started to shake and Ismael started to black out as he falls. Ismael's nose started to bleed and his eyes invert and close as he falls unconscious. What ever just happened just knocked Ismael out cold.
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Galileo smiled, looks like Azrail realized, he didn't say it either, he could see it in their eyes once they realized he had been tricking them a long time, many times too. It was an amusing face really, seeing them go with sudden realization.
Then within those few seconds, Galileo felt something was off about what Azrail did, but before he could pursue it Azrail had left without a word. Then he hears a thus and sees Ismael on the floor.
"Of all things... Vlare isn't that far, hopefully Vlare knows herbal tea..." Galileo grabbed Ismael from under the arms and dragged him to Vlare's. He keep the head titled forwards.
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(Just so you guys know, that was a t17 related thing. Azrail has a 6th sense built into his aura, and he has spent so much time focusing on finding out what t17 is that he's inadvertently tuned in to hear when t17's soul screams out in anger and agony.)
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(I wasn't going on that. Ismael's going into another fit)
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(Oh, ok. never mind then.)