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Name:Rainie (Rain to most) skii Rampancy
Age:17
Description: Rain's life has never been normal for as long as she can remember. Her father was a wealthy man and sent her off to learn the ways off the world. In other words, Rain was getting in the way of his business and he needed her out of his hair so he could remain a powerful figure. Her father was nothing more but a whisper in the wind now. She had traveled for many years but now is forced to remain her until her father calls for her. She decided to make the best of things and quickly gather a few girls who were looking for a leader. She now runs the school with just her looks and cool manners. Girls want to be her and Boys want to date, what more could she ask for.
Personality: See Appearance
Appearance: Her lips were such a soft pale pink, they almost took the look of fain silver accented by a pale purple. At first glance, it would look as thought she suffered from the lack of air, but upon looking closer, it seem natural to her looks. Complimenting her Bittersweet garnet high lighted flaxen wisps of
hair that adorn her face, framing her face for the world to see. The deepness of her vermilion eyes, seem to catch the light from her hair so well, giving her eyes an eerie twinkle. Though strands of lose hair from her bangs often shielded her eyes from the world, as if not wanting to share their depths with the common folk. Her fair skin hued with a fain light tan, giving her a creamy complexion. Though she only stood a mere 5'7, her young agile legs seemed to be endless as well as those playful curves along her supple body. Upon first glance, her body would seem soft untainted by burden of labor but with a closer look it proved to be a different story. That soft body was more resiliency and deadlier than most would guess. Those vermilion orbs always changing with the slightest change in pitch of her honey thick voice that bubbled from her lovely throat. Her manners a whirl wind of color and shapes as her mood swept over her without notice. Yes, she truly was a commodity all of her own making and doing.

Name: Rei Fujiyoka
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance: Beautiful? It isn't the word that would spring to mind when describing the petite female and her clouded eyes. She seemed... Dreamy? Not in the sense that she haunted men's sleeping hours, but rather in a way that made it seem as if she were faraway. Exotic? Not in the beauty most out-of-state models seemed to hold, but simply that she was... Different. So many words describe her, yet the words are redefined without truly changing. Soft. The light bouncing off her chestnut hair the soft light of stars. The touch between her cheeks and the touch of her short locks. Flowery. Not her scent, but the rose hues of her lips. Delicate? Not her frame, but the quiet illumination of her eyes. An outsider? Indeed. Indeed, an outsider.
Personality: A soft-spoken teenager whose eyes advert to the shadow, and whose existence brings the attention of none. She belongs to no real social group, nor is she a truly known presence within the school grounds. She isn't particularly shy, nor is she afraid. But strong, boastful? No. Submissive? She avoids any argument or fight in any way possible, but the way she leaves, its almost like she's won without dirtying her hands. She spends her time reading in the shadows, mouthing inaudible words to herself. Its also suspected that she takes therapy.
Enrollment: She attended public schools until the age of fifteen, in which then she was taken away at advice of adults and teachers alike. Her parents hope that she is able to find friends and some sort of a social life during her stay. They have, so far, been disappointed. Rei works during weekdays to help pay for her tuition, as she comes from a lower middle-class family.

Rain seemed slightly annoyed as she walked about the campus looking for one of her classes. She wasn't use to this environment nor did she want to get use to it. She looked at all the students passing by her in the halls as the bell rang signaling the change of classes. She had been late that morning, not use to getting up at the sound of bell. If it wasn't for Leon waking her completely she might not have shown for her first day at all.

She huffed as she read the paper in her hand telling her what class she was to go to. She rolled her eyes as she looked up into a group of students that were giving her odd looks. She didn't pause if her steps but instead walked through the group with nothing more than a smirk to her lips. She didn't care what these people thought of her, she would only be here for a couple of months.

A single sigh fell from her lips as she slipped into her seat in her English class. She looked about the room, as she rested her chin in the palm of her hand. Those streaked flaxen locks framed her face as the bored expression began to lighten. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad here, Leon seemed to like the town and area and he always seem to know what she liked. So maybe this time she wouldn't fight being in a new place but rather go along with it.

Light. A multicolored array of light spread across the surface of a student's reflective earrings. Each panel hung from a large hoop and the surface of each panel was forever changing. Shadow. There was a way that Rei moved, her eyes adverted and her body swayed toward the dark corners of the school. Her posture was obviously shot, and yet she moved with an odd sort of grace. The sort that made the prey unseen from the predator, while in plain sight. Inner illumination. Her eyes, the traditional Asian slits, tremble with the threat of brown-turn-black overfilling into the white.

She seemed faraway, and that was nothing new. Some students swore that the headmistress was considering extending class hours by five minutes per period. The extra time was to be used to smack a ruler several times upon the desk Rei sat behind to escort her back to reality. Yes, several times. She seemed to have gained the uncanny ability to remain frightfully calm when a flat stick came flying dangerously close to her nose. Ironically, everything else under the sun and moon seemed to terrify her. Everything besides what should normally frighten people, such as math tests and the hall monitor that some swore was secretly a demon.

After a year of arrival, most other girls were accepted into the outer folds of the different lunch tables claimed by clans. Once accepted into a clan, the girls were often united for life, all but the occasional inner war that tore one clan into two. Even the lowly castaways had gathered to take the place of former social rejects, and conversed amongst themselves as they waited for class to begin. Rei? Her only friend was the book in her hand, her pale fingers turning the pages as her lips fluttered like the falling leaves of autumn.

ooc: Who exactly is Leon? xD
Excuse the writer's block, by the way.

She snapped from her day dream with a poke to her shoulder as the images of the last place she called home fell from her thoughts. She looked over her shoulder that had been tapped to the boy, no man whom was addressing her. Those vermilion eyes glanced him once over before she decided he was worthy enough to hear her speak. She always thought highly of herself and now that she was in a new place, that wasn't about to change.

"yes?" she tossed some of those garnet streaked flaxen locks over her shoulder as she leaned back into her seat as to get a better look at him. Her voice was teasing if not underline with sarcasm that often took home in her voice.

"New here?" the man asked her with a raised brow as he looked her over himself."Do I look that out of place?" she chimed as a chuckled bubbled from her throat. "Well yes as a matter of fact you do. Most of my students don't arrive until after the bell." Rain's brow arched as she realized the man she was talking to was her teacher. "I guess that does make me stick out a lil." she chimed as she rolled those vermilion orbs once more.

They chatted for a few moments longer before the second bell rang and class was set to begin. Rain's eyes were glued to the mans rear as he walked away. Her head tipped to the side as if to see if the view could get better. She then rolled her eyes at herself before going back looking over a few paper in her book. She hadn't figure on talking with anyone, let alone the teacher.

OOC:Leon is her man servant/ body guard. Her father gave him to her as a gift. ^^

Its okay I had the block for a few days as well.

The outsider was never quite accepted into the ranks of others, nor were their traditions woven into her daily routine. Certainly, some part of her physical body must have realized that she was one of the few that had arrived before all the others, but promptness was courtesy and she thought nothing of it. Although obviously, her odd sort of beauty wasn't intriguing enough for the teacher to take notice and strike conversation. Taking note of the ongoings with a corner of her eye, hiding her study with her novel, Rei smiles.

People wouldn't have gotten much from it. Rei often smiled, at the oddest times. Sometimes, she seemed bemused. At others, she seemed sad. But when it came time for others to laugh among themselves, her features remained monotone. But to be truthful, she found it amusing to watch other humans interact with one another. It almost felt like playing God, passing judgment on her fellow humans. But she wasn't arrogant. Memento Mori. Remember you are mortal.

But that didn't mean she couldn't help but wish that some people were more like herself. How frivolous humans were! They decorated the shallow shores of life with shells and became the rulers of their own palace. They did not dare to leave the illusion of luxury, where life revolved around them. And there was little opportunity remaining to dive into the depths of the ocean without fearing constant bullying. But Rei was clever enough to hide rather than wear her differences like a banner.

She did not pop the bubbles that the others lived in, interrupt the world that revolved around them and only them. Every woman to her own. Rei simply made herself invisible, a cloud passing through the atmosphere. And when she was out of sight of their disapproving eyes, she would simply poise herself and dive into the ocean. The ocean was bigger than her, simply so. But the ocean had depth. Meaning. Life. Things weren't always going to turn out the way they were, but then again... They never truly did.

Rain seem to sigh after the class began to fill people. She didn't bother to look at them or even take notice that a few began to sit around her. No, she refuse to give them notice above all else let them know she knew they were there. Instead she read over the papers on her desk slowly as if she had missed something or was stilling looking for something. Though her face was still, almost clear of any type of expression, those vermilion orbs danced over the pages trying to pass the endless time.

Someone or rather some girls bumped into her desk causing her pen to roll off her desk and onto the floor. She glanced to her pen before she rolled her eyes and went to fetch it. Leaning from her seat, her arm out stretched to retrieve the pen but before she could grasp the pen someone else had it. Those orbs shot up to the pen before those eyes went up for another roll, though out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a girl. She was shocked at this, she thought she had seen everyone enter the room but some how this girl got past her.

Soon a voice pulled her from her thoughts as her eyes went back to her pen. She looked at the girl holding her pen before she gave a nod of thanks and went back to reading over the papers. The man she had talked with before the class had started, called the class to order and begun the day. She sighed as she look up with her eyes careful not to mover her head nor shield of hair that was blocking her view from the girl who took captive her pen. This day is going to drag on if it continued up like this.


Edited sorry about that.

ooc: I thought this was a girl private school. What are males doing in the classroom?

Originally Posted by Dystopia

ooc: I thought this was a girl private school. What are males doing in the classroom?

Edited my post XD

The seating arrangement seemed almost as sacred as the ridiculous hierarchy, arranged in a manner where notes could be passed and gossip exchanged without attracting unwanted attention. The communication reached to the furthest reaches of the classroom, all but a single chair they simply refused to believe the existence of. Obviously, this one chair belonged to Rei, whom had chosen to seat herself in the last row, at the very right. She was right beside the door and was out it the moment the bell rang calls of freedom, gone as though a breath in the winter.

That was one of the reasons why she chose to place herself here, hindmost of all her classmates. The second was that this was a vantage point, a place where she could carry her observations with the innocence of looking forward, if not at an angle. The professor often missed the faraway look in her eyes from so far back, catching her only when he cared to browse to check upon the students' work. He knew to carry a blunt object to pound when he did so. It was almost traditional to pause class to snap a certain daydreamer out of her fantasy.

Today, she was observing the newcomer. Another gorgeous woman, so unlike herself. Rei's amusement grew as the reaction grew throughout the classroom, some cliques determined to recruit the stranger and the envious others just as stubborn in their task of weeding out this competition before she became a problem. Rei? She was apathetic about the outcome, simply interested in the game.