Description
In a place humans still rule, there is a difference there that we should learn. Their inner animal is not a guide, but rather part of them. When it wakes depends on the person as well as how it manifests itself and what animal it is. How the animal is decided is not by blood, but the soul. Once the persons animal physically manifests itself, that will be their animal for the rest of their life. In Ireland there's an academy in a small town that students can attend. This game is about the school and the families around it.

About Inner Animals
The humans in this game each have one inner animal. How the animal looks exactly depends on the person. Some look like real breeds of real animals, others end up as mythical creatures, or maybe even just strange twists to pre existing animals like.. an actual flying pig. From birth up to sixteen the animal physically manifests itself. How much it does or how it does depends on the person. Early bloomers normally get their first animal shift before the age of six, the average age for it though is thirteen. Any age after that is the ages of late bloomers.

Rules
1. Send your profile to fishweave or Sid-chan then wait for approval before posting.
2. No god moding or power playing.
3. Not battering other players in or out of the game.
4. Have fun!

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fishweaves Characters
Name: Áed Òengus
Age: 37
Gender: Male
Animal: African Wild Dog
Job: Colleges Doctor
Appearance: Long curly bright red hair that ends around his stomach. With sharp light brown eyes, he has pale peach colored skin. He has a medium sized build with large shoulders, hands, and slightly large hips for a guy. His height is 6ft(182.9cm), and he has a few scars on the left side of his neck.
History: He was born and raised in Ireland, a childhood friend of his went abroad to study though. He himself went to medical school in England for college. He was still in school when his friends returned with a wife and tiny child. He was glad to re connect with his old friend and to get to know his new family. When his friend started to cheat though, he would tell them to stop or he would tell their wife.. But the friend didn't listen. After telling his friends wife, she got a divorce and kept the child. His friend wasn't without revenge though, they ended up shifting fully to their animal form and using their claws to try to rip open his throat. Áed used his own claws to free himself before they could get to the bottom of his neck. He ended up left with just some scars on his neck in the long run, but he had permanently blinded his old friend in their right eye. These days he tries to use things to cover his neck and tries to avoid talking about his old friend or the scar. He remained friends with Lilith though and offered to house sit for her after she got married so she could run off and do that honeymoon thing all new weds should get.
Other: Hes a closet case gay, not telling his family in fear that they would disown him.
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Name: Lilith Do'Frei
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Animal: European Cave Lion
Job: Highschool PE Teacher
Appearance: She has short sand blond hair, a small chest, medium sized hips, and a muscular medium sized build. A healthy and strong woman, she has blue eyes and slightly tan colored skin. She stands at 6ft(182.9cm) tall.
History: Born and raised in america, she married her high school sweet heart while in college. It was during collage that she gave birth to her first child. After college, the couple moved to Ireland. Her husband had been from there and had wanted to be closer to his family. After some years though, she found him cheating so got a divorce. With that done she changed her sons last name to her maiden name and went back to using her maiden name. While she was dating a woman, a few years in to it she adopted a little girl. She just got married to that very woman. After moving the kids in, it seems like their married life has just begun.
Other: She has three children and one wife.
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Name: Agathos Do'Frei
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Animal: unknown
Job: High School Student
Appearance: He has sandy blond hair that ends around his shoulders. For now he stands at 5ft1(154.9 cm), but hes a young teenager so its very likely hes far done from growing. He has green eyes and freckles on his shoulders, cheeks, and back. There's a few on his neck, chest and arms too but much less. His skin is fairly pale.
History: His father was Irish and mother an American who had moved for his sake. When he was seven, his mother had divorced his father for cheating on her. Since then he didn't pay much attention to his mothers romantic life, until she got married to a woman she had been dating for some years. The other woman had a kid too so now.. he has to cope with trying to live under the same roof as someone he met at the wedding.
Other: He's been picked on at school for being a late bloomer. His step brother is James.
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Name: Medily Do'Frei
Age: 6
Gender: Female
Animal: Red-bellied tree squirrel
Job: 1st Grade Student
Appearance: She has dark red hair, almost black. Her eyes are brown and skin a pale color. She stands at 3ft7(109.2cm) and has a chubby little build from remaining baby fat.
History: She doesn't remember her birth parents, only her two mothers and big brother.. Though now she has two big brothers! She was adopted at the age of four.
Other: She likes nuts and berries a lot.
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Sid-chans Characters

Name: James Lee
Age: 16
Gender: male
Animal: Horse
Job: Student
Appearance: Dark brown slightly tilted eyes, dark brown waist long hair that is very thick and straight ,Caucasian, 175 cm(5ft7), a runners body as he is the star of the running team.
History: James is half Chinese and half American, his parents had a short and not very happy relationship and his father started a new family in China but did offer James to come live with them. He is not sure how he feels with his mother being with another woman, but as long as she is happy he keeps quiet about that.
Other: step brother to Agathos and Medily. (might add more later)

Name: Balder Friggson
Age: 26
Gender: male
Animal: Wolf
Job: Doctors Secretary
Appearance: average of size, has yellow eyes,His white hair is fashioned in layers running from jawline to shoulder, streaks of grey run throughout his soft thick hair , he is fit in an swimmer or runner sort of way, he has 4 scars from his right ear and down wards to his lips. His ears are pierced and have a small silvering in the left one and three in the right one, wears thin framed glasses. Always dressed in dark pants and a buttoned up shirt and tie when at work.
History: Balder is from Scandinavia, he left the 'cold north' after a fight with his brother. His family seem to be doing fine, he decided to work for an doctor after the injuries that caused him the scars he can not hide.
Other: Takes his job very seriously, not one that talks much, he doesn't really care much for sweets, loves watching the moon and often goes for walk at the nights of the fullmoon as he can not really sleep on those days, he is tired of being asked whether or not he howls at the moon when out there.

Name: Hisoka Yamada
Age: 16
Gender: male
Animal: pika
Job: Student
Appearance: Dark brown almost black eyes and short messy/tousled black hair with one single pink bang, bangs tent to fall in to his face, wears glasses, 5'4, on the thin side.
History: Grew up at Kato-oochan's who doesn't seem to have any blood relations to the boy, saw his mother at each birthday and when ever she felt guilty, though he has never heard it directly there was rumors that his mother was the mistress of a yakuza member, but he finds it hard to believe. It all seemed to go well but the last few years he saw less and less to his mother and Kato started to be come weird as well and soon he found himself living at the school in Ireland.
Other: tends to have snacks hidden around the place, his voice tends to go really high if he gets scared or surprised, HATES being called pikachu, likes playing video games, comics/manga, cartoons/anime, scared of flying things (more kind of a phobia), Kamen Rider and Super Sentai fan as well.

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Iriels Characters

Name: Catherine Kassmeyer
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Animal: Ocelot
Job: Student
Appearance: She has medium reddish-brown hair with natural black streaks in it, her hair reaches down to just below her shoulders with a slight wave to it. She's on the short side, standing at 5' (152.4cm), with a curvy, but petite figure. Her skin tone is the mediterranean olive skin tone. She has a birth mark on her left shoulder.
History: Her father, from Italy, and her mother, from Greece. They both met while on vacation in Ireland and it was love at first sight. Within a few weeks of knowing each other, they decided to elope and live permanently in the country where they met, leaving everything they had behind. After Catherine was born, the arguments really began. The relationship between her parents was always on edge.
There had been discussions of their getting a divorce on several occasions. It was around the time Catherine turned 13 that things became even more difficult and led to her wanting to live on her own. She had won a contest that won her a lot money. This caused her parents to fight even more, this time over who would get custody of her and her money.
This led to Catherine deciding that, rather than dealing with her parents fighting over her all the time, she needed to live on her own. She has since found a small home of her own, and been legally emancipated from her parents. Now she lives alone, which is perfectly fine for her, it's her space and she doesn't need to fight for it. She spends some of her free time in investing some of her earnings in stocks so she can continue living comfortably on her own.
Other: She is not a morning person and tends to sleep in late on the days off. She can get pretty vicious if woken up.

Name: Wessel Pascal Duffy
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Animal: Blue and yellow Macaw
Job: Student
Appearance: He has golden blonde hair that is a little longer than shoulder length, his bangs are overgrown and down past his amber eyes. He has a fit figure, without looking like an athlete. He wears bright, flashy and oversized clothes, along with some earrings in each ear and a couple rings on his right hand.
History: His father is Irish, and his mother American, with an Irish father. They met while she was in Ireland visiting her family as a teen. She decided to move to Ireland full time when she graduated from school, where they met again in college. After dating for a few years they got married.
Wessel was born after some struggles with conceiving. They spoil him, though his wont to play and not be serious has lately started worrying them. He doesn't take school seriously, often skipping and doing what he wants, which includes music and doing various things that gain him attention.
Other: He LOVES music, and is rarely seen without headphones on, or playing a musical instrument. He hopes to make a career of it when he graduates.

Name: Shin Kurosawa
Age: 25
Gender Male
Animal: Thorny Dragon
Job: Flower shop owner
Appearance: He's tall and scary looking. His facial expression is usually rather scary, and he has a scar on his face. He looks like a gangster. His hair black and a mess and spiky, regardless of how he tries to work with it, and he has a pair of fake glasses he wears in the hopes of looking less frightening. Eyes are brown. His clothing is pretty normal, he tries to wear button up shirts, nice pants, and when the weather is cooler, a nice sweater.
History: He was born in Japan to a single parent, he'd been the product of rape. His mother was emotionally damaged, and would have moments where she would just break down entirely while looking at him as he grew, reminded of her attacker. He looked so much like he was a yazuka that he would often get attacked by other kids around his age that wanted to prove that they were tough.
This left him afraid of people, nervous that they'd think him this horrible person who was out to hurt others. As such, he never tried to get close to others, and learned out to fight purely out of self defense and preservation. At 16, his mom disappeared, leaving behind a note telling him that she could no longer stand looking at him, that she had nightmares of her attack every night because of him.
After a failed attempt at killing himself (he transformed for the first time and fell through the hole in the rope), Shin decided to try to become as nice a person as possible, but felt that the best way would be to start over as far away from there as possible. He left the country and traveled, often begging for food, hitching rides, and doing little odd jobs along the way. Once he found the academy and the people living in the town around it, he felt that was the place that he wanted to live. He found a place and managed to even get his own flower shop that he runs. He has recently started going to school again part time.
Other: He likes to make teddy bears in his free time, his house is filled with his creations.

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Sweet~Insanitys Character

Name: Kalister Ferrer
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Animal: Corvus Coronoides (Raven)
Job: Cafe Help
Appearance: His hair had been a very rich dark brown, but coming to the maturity of his inner self it has grown into a darker shade of ebony, caught in sunlight could capture glossy sheen of blues and greens. He recently begun just letting his hair grow out into a light wavy shag just a few inches past his ears due to oddly growth of little black feathers coming in along sideburns and at the nape he's been doing his best to hide it. Pale complexion, even if being in the sun for long amount of time he doesn't seem to tan anymore. The only other problem with his skin are the odd patches that appear once in awhile that appear as if rashes. Height about 5'11", slim build. (He worries about his weight... Not in a way you think, he constantly eats but doesn't gain the weight.). Eyes are a dark grey, but the maturity of his animal it steadily grows paler, it will continue so until white.
History: Kalisters birthmother was rather young, it had been an easy decision for her to give her child up for adoption. After the adoption Kalister had gone on enjoying this life with his family until a bad robbery taken place in the middle of the night that then left him parentless. A knife wound now scarred in his mid section strikes up nightmares now and then. Gone from foster to home to foster home for two years, then finally freedom Kalister chose to travel, only to find himself here, residing in a town where he heard of a school that dealt with he would think of as the abnormal. He has not yet come to terms with this animal being, his soul light, as of yet. You can say he kinda fears it.
Other: He is afraid of water, strange when he had been on the swim team for most of the years in school. Its like he literally doesn't know how to swim.

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ramparttes Characters

Name: Toby Torrens
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Animal: Red Panda
Job: Student
Appearance: Shortish wavy black hair, big blue eyes behind wide round glasses, cream colored complexion on a lanky framed body. He's recently gone through his first growth spurt, now standing at 5'5(165.1cm) and now looks skinny without a lot of muscle.
History: Toby was born and raised for most of his life in a small town in central Canada. He was growing up having a normal childhood, when his father's company gave him a promotion.. one that required him moving to Ireland. The sudden move had Toby feeling out of place for the first time in his life, but he's trying his best to keep his head down and fit in.
Other: He loves to spend his allowance on asian candy and manga.

Name: Makaha Pomaika`i Smith
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Animal: Skunk
Job: Mail Courier
Appearance: His eyes are a dark violet-gray, and his hair is pure black with a white stripe down the middle. He wears the black parts so short they're almost shaved, while the white streak is a short mohawk that stands up all on it's own, the front of which curled down in front of his forehead. Average sized body, slightly on the slim side but with a pooch belly. He has pale skin with some random freckles all over that some people often swear they can pick constellations out of them.
History: Makaha has always liked to travel, and sought out to live in different places in the world on his own after school was over. This love of seeing the world stems from his parents who were constantly dreaming up fantasy vacations for around the world that they couldn't ever afford because of their white collar salaries and four children they were raising. Makaha became obsessed with fulfilling his parents dreams one day, as they somehow had started to become his own. Once he'd graduated high school, he decided to study abroad in Europe for a time, which allowed him to start seeing the globe and all the different places. This was the beginning of his momentum and which has taken him to many many other places around the world, to the point that if you stop and talk with him, he always seems to have some strange or fascinating story to tell. Only recently he's done his next move, into the area of Ireland where he's interested to learn about it's culture. He's found himself a job and a place to stay, so now it's all about the sightseeing in between.

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A handsome young teen stood in the beautiful park, in the middle of it was a deep and pure watered late, braces from the parks popular cherry and lilac trees hung over the edge of in one end, it was in the spring and summer a popular dating spot as the flowers of the trees made the air a sweet joy.

The brown eyes were closed and his breathing was rabid, it was so nice and quiet here this early and the air he drew deep with in his lungs was crisp.
With a small sigh he opened the light brown eyes, the part of him that showed he was part Asian, the shape and small tilt of the warm eyes.

James, as his name was looked over the clear water for a moment. He had no idea why it always felt like it would draw him in, after all he was kind of scared of water and could not swim. Most said it was most likely do to his inner animal.

A large hand brushed some brown locks of hair away from his eyes, they had escaped from his ponytail.
He loved this time of day, the place was so quiet, most people were either getting ready for work or school or still in bed.
One last deep breath before he turned and started off first in a light jock and then set in to a perfect run.
He had always enjoyed running and belonged tot he schools track team, he had been asked to be captain, but had no desire for that.
To him running was freedom, not only could his legs carry him what felt like everywhere but also it made his mind go blank, no worries or stress.

Something he felt like he needed even more now, his parents were divorced and that was hardly anything new in the world. Ever since he had been around 6 years had it been only him and his mother.
His father lived back in china with a new family and he had long wished that his mom would find love and get married again.
But he had never planned that the one that became his mother's chosen one, would be another woman.. A woman with two kids younger then himself.

His new home, didn't really yet feel like home. James´ mother would tell him to give it time and that love was love, no matter what gender. But after all she had went through, he didn't have the heart to bother her with his thoughts.

The tall and rather wide teen glanced after a deer that bounced it's way towards the woods not far from there, such things you didn't see at other times in the day.

The long hair danced behind him almost like a tail and it was just such a tail his inner animal had, a beautiful dark brown horse with light brown mane and tail.

Soon their house showed and his pace slowed a bit, would everyone be up already or would he be able to go get a shower and get ready before he had to face his new family members?

He was hardly that lucky, he told himself as he moved through the garden gates and up to the front door.
The panting and sweating 16 year old seemed to ponder just a moment longer before he opened the red wooden door and entered the house.
The sharp ears listening as he kicked off his shoes.

A stroke of a brush, the smell of paint. This was what his room started to smell like. His new room.. His old room hadn't needed to be worked on to get this smell. In time, this one would also always smell of paint and clay as well. Scents like that, who could ever get tired of them? Before he knew it though, the darkness faded from the sky and light was dancing though his window. It wasn't something the young teen had noticed immediately, but when he did.. it made him realize he had stayed up all night. It hadn't felt like he had been working on this picture for that long. It wasn't even finished yet.. but at least his homework was.

Agathos just found it far too easy to let himself be consumed by the world on fantasy that existed within the world of art. There you could create anything, the world could look perfect, shattered, dark, light, or even abstract. Things didn't need to made sense there, everything meant something. Everything had a reason and purpose. When he was younger, he used to wonder why in his young simple mind that his father was rarely near him, but rather his mother or uncle would watch him instead. The art made him feel better, like he could escape reality.

These days he didn't need or want to escape reality at home. All of that was only looking up.. but at school.. thinking of how life at school was only made him want to paint more. Why did other kids have to pick on him for being a late bloomer? He wished he could just make his first shift and find his animal already. Then they would leave him alone. He didn't care if the shift looked kemomimi, furry, or just like a full on animal. He wanted to shift! Why couldn't he now? ".. Inner animal, come out right now."

Of course telling it what to do wont work. The teen let out a sigh before putting the paint brush down on the palette. Taking the unfinished painting , he put it in his closet then gently placed a slightly moist paper towel over it. The cool temperature would hopefully prevent it from drying while he was at school. He let out a groan at his own mental reminder before looking at his dresser. He was still dressed from last night, so all he had to do was change his shirt and socks. So... that's exactly what he did before leaving his room and starting towards the living room.

What he didn't expect to see was his new older brother walking back in. He was just expecting to make his way to the kitchen next. "...Good morning." He just hoped this didn't feel as awkward to the older teen as it did to him. How long had they been awake? Well it didn't matter.. or did it? They were brothers now, so he should try to get to know the other a bit more.. Or at all at least. It was very doubtful their mothers were going to break up anytime soon. "So.. What were you doing outside?"

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A sigh escaped his lips as he approached the academies college. One of the things he had with him was his breakfast. He had put it in a paper back after he had finished getting ready for work. It was still early, so he should have time to eat. His breakfast was simple, blood pudding, soda bread, and rashers. He already had planned out what he would eat for lunch too, a large vegetable salad and some fruit. For dinner he would be having a potato stew with cabbage and lamb in it. He had to plan out meals, exorcise, and live healthy. If he didn't live healthy, how could he expect any of his patients to take anything he says seriously?

Then again, he worked for a college so it wasn't like any of the students would take him all that serious anyway. If there was a way to change his genetics so he wouldn't be attracted to men, he would take it. It was one thing of healthy living he couldn't do. He couldn't let himself out of the closet, such a thing would have him kicked out of his family. Áed care deeply for his family. He owed his mother and father for caring for him, giving him life, and raising him well. He owed his grandparents for giving his parents life. His brother was well of and with a fine wife and job though. Maybe that would less the blow?

No, just because his brother lived a fine life didn't give him any excuse to hurt his family or live sinfully. The man was partially shifted, his tail moving behind him as he looked around. The doctor was in no hurry. He started breaking off parts of his breakfast as he walked and eating it. Okay, it wasn't healthy for you to eat and walk.. But nobody was looking anyway. He was careful with what he ate and never consumed sweets or too much salt or ate in restaurants or fast food places.. He should be allowed at least a few unhealthy habits here and there. It was rare for any serious injuries to happen on campus anyway.

'For once it would be nice to be able to think about only myself for a change.. But this is the real world.' Soon enough he found himself walking in a building, getting all that much closer to reaching the medical wing as well as his office there. The food tasted good enough, though he was no five star cook. Today they had on a turtleneck shirt, dark grey slacks, black work shoes, white plain socks, a scarf, and a long white coat. He left his hair out loose like he normally did. The more ways to cover his neck the better... It was a reminder if the person that he used to know.

Someone who he had thought he would be friends with forever. An attempt on his life after telling the guys wife that the man had cheated on her.. But he had warned his friend. He had warned them! It wasn't exactly a surprise he told. They had no right to get angry at him, only their own stupid ass. At least those days were behind him though, and at least two kids called him uncle these days. It was nice to still be considered a friend to that woman and her family at least. Could he make friends with her new wife and son though? Well, he would certainly try.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEEP! BEEP! The incessant cry of the alarm went off for the third time that morning. The individual that it was calling to wake lay curled up in the bed next to it. Her reddish-brown hair tousled from a night's sleep. She growled as she slapped it off the night stand and sent it flying.

She hated those damn things, but they were the only things that woke her up in time for class. "I get it... I get it... geez, awake." She grumbled as she sat up and viewed the massacre that lay on her floor. "Great, now I need to get another one today..." She grumbled as she flopped back on the bed for a minute.

After stretching, the teen dragged herself out of bed and into the bathroom for a quick shower before class. Once showered, she slowly got dressed before yawning and flopping back down on her bed. "I haaaate mornings... why do they have to be so... early!" She moaned to herself.

Before Catherine fell back asleep completely, she got back up, straightened out her clothing and left her home for school. She didn't feel like cooking, so she'd just have to do without food. It wasn't like she was like other kids her age, she was the only one responsible for herself, no one else. Legally, she was an adult.

The ocelot made it as far as the park before her yawning made her feel the need to stop. It was still early yet. It had only been the third time going off before she'd gotten up this time. She'd had times where it had taken many more times than that to wake up. "So tired... and hungry... but I didn't want to make anything..." Why did she have to be such a horrible morning person?

James dried the sweat off of his brow with the back of his hand and licked his lips ”I went for a run, I..I do that every morning” He answered shifting the weight from one foot to the other.
This was annoying. He finally was starting a conversation with his well brother, as he knew his mother hoped for. And he was drenched by sweat and more then likely smell horrible.
”I, I didn't think anyone else was up yet” he muttered and glanced towards the bathroom from the corner of his eyes.
Before looking back on his brother, his nostrils flared for a second and the smell he had thought he'd be met by.. Was not at all the one he met.
It wasn't a natural smell, it reminded him of paint. It made him knit his brows and let the dark eyes travel over the other teen.
It was still very strange to him to tell people he actually did have siblings.
This, all of this was way out of his comfort zone and he didn't enjoy that at all.
It made him think way too much about, well everything and that was not a good habit.
James knew himself too well and he was not going to spook himself over a silly thing as a smell of paint.
”I hope that I did not wake you when I left, I tried to be as quiet as I possibly could. I guess it wasn't as quiet as I thought, my mom tends to be a rather deep sleeper. So I am use to it begin quiet enough. Sorry”
The large hand rubbed the back of his neck, wishing that he hadn't when he felt his hand get damp.
Idiot, he thought to himself, you are still drenched in sweat.
The brown haired male shifted the weight from one foot to the other again as he waited for the reaction from his brother.

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Balder was already fully ready for work and on his way towards his work place at the doctor's office.
He tended to be the first there.
Getting things ready and have a moment to breath before he had to deal with his boss. Not that the man wasn't a skilled doctor, but in Balder's eyes he could still do better.
The sharp yellow traveled over the greenery as he reached the park, it was the nice part of his morning walk. The morning air played through the layered hair that went from his jaw to his shoulders, when it moved the grey streaks in the thick white hair, seemed more noticeable.
With his age of twenty six, there were people that wondered why he had that grey in his hair.
Those that had dared asked had as of yet, not gotten an answer.
As he adjusted the dark tie something caught his attention, a slender figure on the park bench. A young woman, well girl was probably a better word for someone of her age.
There was something off about the way she was placed on the bench so do to the type of man that he was, Balder moved over and cleared his voice.
”Excuse me miss, are you okay” As there wasn't an reaction right away, he reached out his hand to touch her shoulder.
In the back of his mind a stray thought of what to do if he still got no reaction.

The sandy blond haired teen watched his brother as they spoke. Ah, a run? Every morning? He should try to remember that, if it was so routine. Then again it was their first day living together as family.. Though he should have tried to get to know the other before the wedding. Oh well, it was a bit late to do that now though. Well, he could still get to know them now. It wasn't like either of hem were going to go anywhere anytime soon.. Home wise anyway. "O-oh, that sounds nice.. Running this early I mean. The cold air must feel.. crisp. It would also be easier to look around outside without much of a crowd.."
That sounded nice. Agathos liked being outside, but hated crowds. Crowds scared him, bothered him. Too much noise, too many people doing too many things. In this world though, sooner or later he would need to make himself get more comfortable with crowds. Then again, who knows? Wake him? "N-no. I wasn't woken by anyone.. I was just painting in my room for awhile.. It's soothing." Yes, when you're painting you can create your own reality, or get lost in a moment long passed yet still attempting to capture it within shapes and colors. It was magical.
He looked over the older dark haired teen. Well.. what would feel good after a run? They seemed wt and it didn't smell like water.. But mentioning it might be rude.. but.. "I've heard.. a cold shower after a nice run feels good.. though it's probably cold this early outside so.. a warm bath might feel better.." He wasn't really sure what to say. It was safe to assume he really sucked at making small talk though. The younger teen was never all that good with socializing to begin with though. Maybe that was the real reason other students picked on him though. Well, thinking this wont help him get to know his new brother, or help him figure out what to say to them. What do you say to know them better, to chat in an actual not so awkward conversation? He wasn't sure.. There were things he could ask, but how? Would he need to wait for the right timing? How do you even figure that out..? Maybe there are books on socializing. Yes, there must be.

Catherine had unintentionally fallen asleep on the bench where she'd sat down. Oh how she hated mornings, they were just so early! If only she didn't have to worry so much about school, but one of the stipulations for moving out was that she had to finish school and keep up her grades. Such that she had meetings once a month with the judge so that she could check in and keep him posted on how she was doing.

While asleep on the bench, she nearly missed hearing the voice, but didn't miss feeling the touch on her shoulder. Jumping, she immediately hissed, an automatic startle reaction for her. "What! What do you want?!" She snapped in an annoyed tone at the innocent man. He'd done nothing wrong and had actually helped her, but she wasn't always the most pleasant or happy of people when woken up.

She looked around her, readjusting to her surroundings. "What time is it? Crap! I fell asleep! I hope I didn't miss class!" She hopped up and was about ready to run off to class, before she realized that she'd snapped at the guy who'd woken her up. "Sorry, thanks for..." She paused as her stomach complained loudly. "Really? Now? Why must you be so noisy?"

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Wessel lay in bed asleep, he'd fallen asleep with his music player on again and his curtains down to block out the light. A slight breeze blew open the curtain enough for the light to hit the teen's face. He grunted before getting up. Glancing at the clock, he saw that he had plenty of time.

His first step was to go to the bathroom and groom and preen his pretty blonde hair in front of the mirror. He needed to look nice! Not a feather out of place! Once clean and groomed he started the process of selecting from amongst his multitude of colorful clothing. No one ever doubted that he was a bird with how flashy his style was, or with his tendency to try to get attention all the time.

After getting dressed, he went and grabbed a bunch of food from the kitchen. "Thanks mom!" He called after her retreating back as he packed up a decent sized lunch and brought his breakfast with him to eat on the way.

”Well I guess it all depends on who you ask” James answered and rubbed the back of his neck once more, bad habit when he did not know what do to with his hands.
”Painting, I'd never be able to do something so creative, so that is why you smell like that” He then felt his foot get stuck in his mouth. Had he just told someone that they smelled?
”I mean.. I could.. smell hints of.. something like paint. I didn't mean it in a bad way.. my nose.. is very.. sensitive..” okay so he kept saying stupid things.
It seemed to be a curse, it always happened around people that he really shouldn't be an idiot in front of, but others he could talk normally to, well all depending on the situation that was.
He moves slightly uncomfortable and gave a nod ”Yeah.. a shower.. would be a good idea now.. I'll see you” James muttered and forced himself to move on to get some clean clothes from his room.
Grumbling at himself on the inside, you don't say 'see you' to someone living in the same house. It was a very stupid thing to say. For a stray moment he really missed just living with his mother again. This whole brother thing was not really meant for him.
The large brown haired teen sighed as he reached his room. He already had the clothes ready on the bed so he just needed to gather it up and bring it to the bathroom, in the 'old' days he would just have gone to the bathroom and returned to his room with just a towel around his waist, but that won't do with a new .. mom and a little sister in the house.
So with the clothes over one arm, he made it back out of his room and towards the bathroom, wondering if he'd run in to his stepbrother again.

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For just a small moment Balder's lips curled back in a soundless growl in surprise. It only lasted split of a second.
”It isn't really safe to sleep out in a public place like that, even if it is morning. You do not know who could be around and the cool morning air will cool your skin, even more so when sleeping and you...” He paused and took a deep breath before he gave a small nod of the head ”Forgive me, working in a doctor's office for years, have made me think in such ways. Though it doesn't give me the right to lecture you” Even if all he had said was true and he wished teens would think a bit more of such things. It really was not at all his place.
”I wish you a good day, young Miss” He added with another small nod of his head. The white haired falling in to his face, making the few grey streaks show, before he straightened up and adjusted the tie around his neck. He really should get on his way for work.
But just walking off before she had, had a chance to reply, that would be rude.

Agathos watched his older brother start talking and talking.. It wasn't a lot of talking, but the way they did it made him think that they were nervous. So he wasn't the only one? "I actually.. like smelling like paint so... thank you." Knowing the other teen was nervous as well had calmed him down. When the horse left to go shower, he smiled a bit to himself before going through the living room then the dining room to get to the kitchen. It was then that the half Irish youth decided to make breakfast for everyone. What did everyone like? American things? Chinese? He didn't know how to make any Chinese foods.. He would just make a mix of things then. So.. He washed his hands before starting to get out the ingredients. What would they make? The blond had already decided on making potato farls, a kind of irish bread. What else? Well... Soda bread should be part of any breakfast, but they already had some of that. Well, the whole meal can't just be bread, fried tomato went well with bread. So did eggs, bacon, and sausage. His little sister had a squirrel as an animal though, and his older brother had a horse as an animal. He couldn't rely on just meat, breads, and tomatoes. That would be a little unfair..

So lets see.. horses liked apples, squirrels liked nuts. He would make oatmeal with it too, and cut up some carrots to go with the tomato, and clean off some lettuce. Maybe fry the carrots with the tomatoes? That sounded good. He would cook up chopped apples with some orange and walnuts, and put it on to the oatmeal. That sounded like a nice variety.. Just add some blood pudding to go with the normal sausages so there's a more variety in meat. That sounded good.. He hoped they would enjoy it.

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Tiny fingers clutched on to a butterfly plush tow in her arms. It was one of a few different animal plush toys she shared her bed with. Her room was a little girls room, with posters of princesses and a green blanket with little clover patterns on it. She didn't want to, but the little dark haired child moved and squirmed as she tried to get herself back to rest before finally giving up. Little Medily opened her large brown eyes before crawling out of bed. After getting her tiny feet on to the carpet floor, she put the butterfly plush on to her bed. The squirrel made sure all her stuffed toys were where they should be before getting out of bed. Well, since she was up, she should brush her teeth and wash her face. If she did that first then the child didn't need to worry so much about getting her clothes wet. Now.. The small one started out of her room in a purple nightgown with a little rabbit tea party on it. Her tiny bare feet moved across the floor, her tail and ears shifting out as she did. Soon though, she saw a familiar face. It was her new big brother. Was he going to use the bathroom too? "Good.. morning big brother." She paused for a moment, what should she say? "Uh.. may I.. use the bathroom first? T-though I might take awhile.. since I could really reach the sink.. all that well.."

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Áed eventually got to the medical wing, eating his food bit by bit as he walked along. Soon he found himself unlocking the door to his office. The red head took out a napkin, covering the door handle with it before opening the door and going inside. After that the wild dog put it away. It was still early, eating in here should be fine. It was surprising to not see Balder around anywhere before him though. He would need to rub it in the wolfs face when they got there that he arrived first. Not that much, just enough to know that he's teasing them. They couldn't be super early EVERY day of every year! But.. With nobody around, he could finish eating his breakfast. Putting the bag of food down on his desk, he started working on eating it all up. All the food was eaten phased, if you eat food too fast it's bad for you after all. When they finally started getting thirsty though.. he couldn't help but to swear under his breath a little. He forgot to bring a beverage with him!

Catherine shook her head when the man started lecturing her. "I didn't mean to fall asleep. I'm just... not a morning person. I hate mornings..." She grumbled to herself before yawning. "Mornings are meant for sleep... not school..." Closing her eyes she shook her head again, before opening up her eyes and looking at the man again, her stomach complaining again.

"Sorry for snapping" She apologized to the man. "I was just surprised is all." She gave him a small smile. "Well, I guess I should try to find food before getting to school." She looked down at her watch, she'd only fallen asleep for a couple minutes. "Would you like to join me for breakfast? I'll pay." She offered the man. "Call it an apology for my misdeeds. Oh, and I'm Catherine." She added, realizing that she had yet to introduce herself to the man who'd kindly woken her up and scolded her for a silly move on her part.

James blinked as he watched his 'brother' leave. Like to smell like paint?
That sure was a weird things to say. Unless the other had meant it sarcastically and was actually angry at him.
He really wasn't cut out for this whole brother thing.
He brushed a few stray brown hairs behind his ear. But well again.. He had to give this a good and long try, after all his mother was happy.
Maybe he could get a room at the school or something if this didn't get better.

When the small girl popped up he couldn't say anything but that it was fine for her to go first.
Though he wondered if he'd end up being late for school with having to wait, then shower, then dry off his long hair get read, eat and then go to the school.
But how could he say no tot hat cute little girl? Was that how brothers felt or was a brothers feelings deeper or different.. Cause would he feel different if it had been another girl her age.

All this weird thinking was making him feel tired. “It will be okay, just to early” he told himself and a smile started to grow on his lips as he moved towards his own room.

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“You have done no wrong though, it wouldn't be right for me to make a student pay for a meal, after all I am the working one. But thank you very much” He bowed his head lightly.
“I am Balder Friggson.” The Scandinavian male answered and though it might not show, he was surprised the other had not at all reacted too the large scars over his face.
But then it was a good thing, after all most young people were judging others by the looks and before they even got to know them” Okay so talking to this girl made him feel older then he was.
Not cause of her age but cause of how what he said reminded him of something a person 30 years older then himself would say.
Well he had to be almost like a father towards the doctor at times, so maybe that is where it came from. “Well anyway, it is very nice to met you Catherine”

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Hisoka didn't much like mornings, not cause he wasn't up early.
But more cause it meant he had to leave his room and go to the classrooms and such. He'd much rather stay in his little room cuddled up under the sheets with his game-boy and some snacks.
But even if he didn't have school, he had a new friend that wouldn't let that happen. So the Japanese teen was against his will, slowly getting ready for classes.

It had not taken the Japanese teen all that long to get adjusted to living in the room, it had quickly become his little 'nest' but getting use to speaking English all day and the different ways of life.. Those he was still trying to get use to. He had planned to spend the first long time on his own.
But another student had apparently decided they were to be friends, not asking Hisoka but well when he had talked to Kato on the phone, he had stated it was a good thing to make an out going friend.

But to the otaku kid, it was a bit scary. He ran a brush through the black hair, putting on his glasses just half a second before the pink bang feel down in his face.
Why he had let himself get talked in to that he was not sure.. Okay so maybe that wasn't fully true. He was so use to be one that blended in with every thing back home. And it had been a strange thing for him to stand out so much here at the school that in a weird rather hyper talk the plan had ended up with him getting a pink stripe in his hair. Not like it would make him stand out more or less.. Or so they talk had made him believe.
With another sigh and his back over his shoulder he was ready.

He had made sure the one game boy was in there as well as a couple of snacks and two bottles of juice and soda. Keys in hand he moved out of the room with a last glance over the shoulder.
Why couldn't he just stay?
He let his shoulders drop ever so slightly as he locked the door.

The small girl smiled up at the person, "Good morning, I love you!" She said towards James before going to the bathroom. There the tint girl moved a stepping stool up to the bathroom sink so she could try her best to reach for everything and get ready. It would be a long time before school started, but even at her young age the little girl was quite studious. She loved people, learning, being organized, her family, and her room. She also loved food though, if she knew her other older brother was cooking breakfast she may have hurried along faster. Eventually she washed her hands, her face, and brushed her teeth. When the little girl was done though, she hurried out of the bathroom. What should she do now? Should she get dressed? Well, today was a school day. Maybe if she got ready fast enough, she could watch some cartoons before school. The very idea had him running up to her room. She was very young, and at this point in her life considered everything very simple. As she would get older that would change, but for now she remained quite simple.

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Agathos continued making the breakfast food, at least doing this would calm him down as a bonus. What would he do when he got to school? Maybe he could fake being sick.. But he didn't want to miss the school lessons. Getting behind or missing important notes was never fun. Was it so wrong to not want others to pick on you? So what if he was a late bloomer! What did that say about him though? Did he not have an animal? No, that sort of person didn't exist. Sometimes, with all the teasing and picking at him at school though, he would feel a little bit like a freak. Maybe his animal was ashamed of him for being so pathetic and was just ignoring him? No, it would all happen in time. The teen wasn't a freak, he was just letting the teasing get to him. He had to smile and try to get along with the new members of the family, try to get to know them. Cooking was fun.. was what he decided to make something they would all be happy with? He wasn't sure.. Well, there was only one way to find out.

Catherine was starting to feel guilty, and Balder wasn't helping matters when he turned down her breakfast invitation. She looked him in the face, only just then realizing that he had scars on his face, but other than a quick glance on them, there was no other recognition of it in her expression. "I feel bad though, I hissed at you and all you were doing was waking me up. Plus I'm not worried about the money, I..." She hesitated for a moment, he seemed nice, but should she be sharing with a stranger that she had a fair amount of money. "I have a part time job that I do in my free time." She finished after her hesitation, it was true, he played in the stock market, and through her research and some initial luck, she'd done well so far. Sure she'd had some losses too, but she had made more money than she'd lost.

"But if you're so against it, then at least let me get you a coffee or something? Please? Otherwise I'll keep feeling guilty." Her stomach complained at her again, to remind her of her hunger. "Plus, I kinda forgot to eat before I left home this morning, do I do need to get something to eat."

She frowned slightly, but looked Balder straight in the eyes again. "If not as an apology, Mr Friggson, than maybe as a thank you for waking me up so I wasn't late for school? Both?"

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Once Wessel was out the door with his backpack on and a piece of toast hanging from his mouth, he grabbed his guitar from its hiding place in the shed and headed towards school. His clothing selected for the day, a bright yellow button up shirt with a green undershirt, black pants and an orange belt. He had his yellow and orange headphones hanging from his neck.

He kept his guitar hidden these days, his parents had been on his case about getting more serious about what he wanted to do after he graduated from school. The silly people! He wanted to become a famous musician! From there he could go into becoming a famous actor! Then he'd have a ton of fans that would want him for him! Why couldn't they understand his dreams?!

Then again, no one seemed to really take him seriously when he told them about his dreams. He wasn't sure why, though suspected it was because he was too busy messing around and doing various things to get people to pay attention to him. Often negative attention from the teachers, but a fair amount of the students seemed to like him. Including one of his newest friends that he was going to go collect. Hisoka was fun, though shy. He seemed to go along with what he wanted to do though, so it was fine!

He soon arrived at the school dorms where his friend was staying. As he turned the corner to the hall where Hisoka was living, he saw the teen locking his door. "HEEEEY! HISOKA!" He called loudly to the black-haired teen. He'd managed to convince them to dye a streak of his hair, which, in his opinion, made him look even more fun! He ran up to Hisoka, his backpack and guitar both slapping against his back. "Heeeey! How's it going this morning! I was afraid I was gonna have to climb in through the window again to get you up!" He wrapped an arm over Hisoka's shoulder, "It's a nice day! Or.. wait.. what was the Japanese way again...? Ah! Ohayou!" He grinned goofily at them, his arm still on their shoulder.

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Shin gave a big yawn and stretched. He'd just finished an early morning college course. He had stayed up late last night preparing a few bouquets for a couple customers and finishing the essay for the class he'd just left. School was HARD! He'd struggled before when he'd been in school, but it had been several years between middle school and college now. It had the added difficulty of also being in English too. At least he was now able to get the education with less harassment. He still had the occasional person that tried to start a fight with him, but for the most part he was either ignored or feared.

The fearing part made him sad a little, but it could certainly be worse. He owned his own business, he lived there, but it made it easier for when people wanted to buy his wares. Even more so since he made some of his products by hand, like the teddy bears and some of the chocolates he sold with them were even hand-made.

Of course, his expression when tired was even scarier than when he was wide awake, so people were giving a wide berth around him. He glanced around himself before noticing the doctor's office there. "Ah, maybe I can take a nap before going back home?" He said aloud to himself before heading over to the door and knocking gently. He was a little nervous, what if he was thrown out? He'd been thrown out of other offices before. He still wondered if the only reason why he'd managed to get the business loan was because the woman he'd been talking to seemed scared. "Ah, e-excuse me?" He called into the office. "I was wondering if it'd be possible for me to rest here? I did an overnighter last night to finish my work, a-and I'm a bit tired. I'd understand if you say no though." He called into Áed's office, hoping that if someone was there that they'd answer.

James blinked and let out a sound, he wasn't even sure what was. He knew that they were suppose to be like siblings and that siblings said that to each other. But yet it surprised him and made him a bit tongue tied. He was so use to being with just his mom. And they were not really the types to say it all the time, even less him. Not that he didn't mean it, but more he'd let people know if it changed.
But he hadn't really said it to his new family members and when he thought about saying “I love you” to his stepbrother it just seemed oh so very wrong. The tall teen rubbed the back of his neck again and lost track of what he should be doing. Family always seemed so simple but really it was not. “I still smell” he muttered and let out a sigh.

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Balder let out a small sigh, he really should not let a student pay, but this girl seemed to keep at it so he gave a small nod “Okay, a cup of coffee should be fine. Also by the noises you are making, I think we should go sooner than later” that sounded horrible stupid, but he really wasn't good with the whole teen thing. Back when he himself had been a teen he had not been like most so that was no real help to draw from.
The large scared male made a gesture for the girl to show the way. Not that he didn't know his way around, he was just being polite. It would be okay to not hurry to the office now right?
The doctor wouldn't blow up the place and lose all his fingers just cause he came at the actually start of his job instead of almost a hour late as he did most days, just to make sure.. right?

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Hisoka glanced up at his friend with tired eyes “Close enough” he muttered and let out a small yawn, it came with a cute little squeak sound that he hated, but well ones body didn't look or sound like we dreamed about.
“Don't you ever have days were you are not so.. full of energy?” He asked his friend, as he adjusted his shirt. Some times he thought that the other had a sugar drop in his arm all night and just woke up with the biggest sugar rush that lasted till he had to go back to bed and it all started over again the next day.
“I never get why classes must start so early” he added and brushed his fingers through the pink lock of hair.

Medily almost walked in to James on the way back to her room. Was he still there? Oh, she should tell him that she's done using the bathroom. Maybe he didn't know? "I'm done using the bathroom, I hope you still have enough time to get ready and have fun before school. I like watching cartoons. I'm going to go get dressed now." With that, the child ran off to get in her room and out of her nightwear. The morning seemed so wonderful, having more family was wonderful. Did he like cartoons? She hoped he did. Maybe hes too old for them? She had heard that after a certain age, people aren't interested in cartoons anymore. That didn't sound fun. She hoped that wasn't true for all people!

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The brown eyed doctor put his food away at the light sound of knocking. If someone was here, it meant he would need to finish eating later. It was a no no to eat during work time if it wasn't a break.. Health was still important though. This wouldn't be an issue if he had given himself enough time to eat breakfast at home before work. The person sounded like they needed rest, but also a bit meek. "Yes, you can rest here. Remember to eat something when you wake up though and try not to stay up too late from now on if you can avoid it. A good diet, exorcise, and a regular sleep schedule are all important." Áed spoke as he turned to look over at the door. Who this person was, or how they looked. It may give him a better idea on if they may need some other tips.. For instance there were students that ate too much junk food so they didn't get enough vitamins, or those that drank too many sports drinks, energy drinks, and sodas and not enough real fluids. The person might not have any of those issues, he didn't know yet.

Catherine didn't really pay much attention to the comments after agreeing to letting her buy him a cup of coffee. He was right though, sooner was definitely better with her stomach complaining as it was. The teen pushed her hair out of her face before giving the older man a small smile. "Thank you!" She said before walking towards a nearby cafe. "I go here often enough... probably 'cuz I never actually learned how to cook." She mumbled the second half of her comment, a little embarrassed over the fact that she wasn't good at making her own food, and anything she'd looked at how to make looked entirely too complicated. "They've got good coffee too."

Once she was at the cafe, she glanced back to make sure that Balder had followed. Not that it was hard to follow, she's just gone straight, and had only hopped over one small shrub in the process. "Have you ever tried their food here? They're pretty good, are you sure you don't want anything to eat?"

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Wessel laughed, of course he had days where he was less full of energy, just today wasn't one of them, nor were most days. "Who doesn't?" He retorted, "But that's usually when I'm sick or it's been dark and gloomy for days on end, but that's beside the point! How are you doing? Did you sleep well? Did you do anything fun after I left?" The teen's hand continued to remain in its spot on Hisoka's shoulder.

He glanced at the pink lock of hair when his friend ran his fingers through it. It still surprised him a little that he'd managed to convince him to do it. Though he thought it looked great, and was glad that he had listened. "So what are you looking forward to today? I was thinking of playing a song during lunch, I've got a few ideas." He pulled out a crumpled up piece of paper from his pocket with his free and handed it to Hisoka. "One of these probably. Oh! Or I could skip a class and play in the hallways during that time, though the teachers always get mad at me for that. Heh, though being chased is funny, they think that catching me is going to change what I'm doing."

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"Ah, ari- er... thank you." Shin said midly when the doctor said he could rest there as he opened the door. He braced himself in case they changed their mind when they saw him. "I'll do that, I was going to eat when I got home before getting to work." He would probably have his usual breakfast, steamed rice, tamagoyaki and some fish. He usually ate rather well, though he ate little at a time, more eating modest meals throughout the day when he found a few minutes to eat.

He stood cautiously in the doorway, gently closing the door behind him as he looked around the room. He noticed the red-haired man in the room, a pretty man. The opposite of him. People wouldn't think the doctor scary, and he'd probably never had to fight for his life. A life that he'd probably never have, but that was another story. "Um, the bed?" He asked nervously, still standing in the doorway, his eyes on the older, and much prettier, man.

James glanced after the girl for a bit, he was starting to again fill his head with a lot of thoughts, but forced them away, if he didn't want to stink up the classroom, he'd have to go and take that shower now!
So with a small nod of his head and a small snort of air, the jock made it to the bathroom and in a matter of seconds his clothes was on the floor. The warm water wasn't all that warm. He wondered if it was cause the two others had been before him or if the settings here was just very different from back home.. Wait this was home now. He really had to et use to that.
Soaping, shampooing and rinsing was done in as little time as possible and soon the long haired male was looking at himself in the mirror.
Naah he wouldn't need to shave, his facial hair didn't seem to be growing very fast and it suited him just fine, he had no plans of getting a beard.
"I didn't bring clean clothes.. I really am hopeless this morning" he muttered to himself as he rubbed his hair with a towel.
Well there was nothing much to do about it.
So with a messy damn hair and a towel around his waist the brown haired teen made it from the bathroom to his own room, to get dressed.

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Balder looked around the place "No, I do not think I have been in this place, I do not have much time for such things. I have already eaten, so coffee will be more than enough, thank you" He let the girl know. He tended to be early at work,and late home. Coming before the doctor and leaving after. Just to make sure everything was in order.
So it was mostly quick home-cooked meals he lived of.
Going some where and then wait for the food, just took up too much time and most places where closed when he wasn't busy at work.

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"You really shouldn't skip classes, what we learn and the grades we get are important to make a life for ourselves. Low grades and attendants mean low end jobs and unhappy lives" It was clear that this kid was raised by driven parents.
Hisoka let out a small sound as he watched his friend, there was nothing about Wessel that didn't stand out.
"Doesn't it ever some what scare you that everyone notice you? Not all people are good.. Oh I didn't sleep much, the new Pokemon game was out and they have some kinks in it that if you do it right you can actually get a blue Psyduck and when it evolves it becomes a whole new pokemon thing.. it is a glitch of course but well I couldn't just not get it. What if they fix the glitch and I then couldn't get it anymore?!" the Japanese teen ranted.

Áed looked over the student with his light brown eyes. Looking the person over and listening to them, it didn't seem like they really needed anythingh besides rest. He could give them a physical just to make sure but the man wasn't here for that so it would be rude. No prodding questions or prodding of the body. "There are beds in another room in the medical wing for injured students that you could use, but you can also use the bed over there thats for medical examinations." He pointed to a bed that at was at the opposite side of the office then his desk. Over his desk was a large cabnet full of various things. Near the flat plain bed was a door that lead to a small bathroom. The medical bed was probably not the most comfortable bed in the world as it was stiff, but it was still a bed. "It sounds like you have everything figured out, I hope the nap will be the only thing I see you in here for. A healthy body is a happy one." The irish man had seen far more frightening things then a student who was acting timid around a door, so all he was really thinking of concerning the person was things concerning their health.

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The dark red haired little child had started getting changed soon after getting in to her room. Soon she had on her school uniform and was fully dressed. Medily grabbed her little brush up before starting to brush her hair. After she was finished with that, the little girl grabbed up her discarded pajamas before putting them in the clothes hamper. A clean room was a happy room! Everything is easier to find whemn it was organized. After she was all done with that, the girl put back her brush then left to go in the hallway. There she could smell the scent of food going through the home, the smelkl was really good. Maybe she would have breakfast first, then cartoons. Soon though, she saw one of her big brothers in the hallway. "Get dressed soon! I smell breakfast. It's so fun when someone makes it! Otherwise its cereal. I like cereal but cooked tastes better to me. What do you like better? Oh, sorry! I almost forgot you have to get dressed. See you soon big brother, I love you!" With that she started down the hallway more to get to the living room. The faster she could check out the kitchen, the sooner she could find out whos cooking!

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Agathos had finished cooking the potato farls, as well as the bacon, sausage, and blood pudding. He just finished cooking fried carrots and tomatoes. The walnuts, chopped apple, and orange were still being cooked. It was almost finished, the oatmeal was about finished as well. Some lettuce had been chopped, rinsed, and placed on the table where other plates of food where. The Eggs were almost finished.. It seemed like he had planned this out well. Hopefully there was enough for everyone, but not too much. He almost regretted that everything was almost all ready for breakfast. As soon as it was done, he would need to face his own thoughts again about school. School.. bullies.. Why couldn't his animal wake up now?

Surprised, Catherine looked at Balder again. He'd never eaten here before? Why did that actually sincerely surprise her? Well, it wasn't like it was exactly a big town, so there were only so many places to eat out around the area. Did he ever eat out? Why should she even care?

Opening the door and stepping in, she ignored the sign telling customers to wait to be seated, grabbing a menu and sitting at a table. "Come on, sit down here." She beckoned Balder to join her. She wasn't worried anyways, she was a regular there. They all knew her name, probably because she ate there often enough.

"Ah! Catherine, forgot breakfast this morning?" Called a waitress cheerfully as she walked past. "I'll be right back with some glasses of water and to take your order! Okay hon?" Catherine just nodded as she opened up the menu for a moment before closing it and setting it aside.


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Wessel just laughed when he was scolded for talking about skipping class. "Bah! It's just history, and that class is a total snoozefest for me! Besides, I don't need history to become an awesome musician!" He wasn't bothered by it, it was 'kinda funny to him that his friend was acting like the adults were, scolding him for skipping classes and telling him that he should go.

"Scare me? Why would it scare me? I WANT to be noticed! It's fun being everyone's friend! Besides, how would I be able to handle being famous if I can't handle a school full of people? I'd have to be around LOTS of people!" The teen grinned before finally pulling his arm off of the japanese teen's shoulder, only to grab him by the wrist. "Let's go! Adventure awaits!" He said giving his friend a brilliant smile before pulling him by his wrist towards the exit.

"A glitch in the game? Sounds like fun. Did you catch it? You'll hafta show me later after school. Oh, and you can listen to the new idea I had for a song too!" Wessel did like video games, though he wasn't sure pokemon was his favorite, but he still thought it fun that he could get Hisoka talking about something that interested him. "Maybe I should see if my parents will get me a copy so we can play together some time? Or if not, maybe use some of my allowance or something. Ah well!"


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Shin didn't know how to react when the man didn't show any signs of fear or disgust at his scary looking face. "Th-thank you." He said, moving slowly towards the bed that had been pointed out, still uncertain if he should trust the friendly actions of the school doctor. He couldn't even remember the last time someone genuinely acted friendly towards him.

As he approached the medical bed and was about to lie down on it, the doctor mentioned hoping that this was the only thing he would be in here for. He knew it, there had to be a catch. He was forbidden from coming here again, that was it. He'd already had enough of the scary man and he'd only been there for a few moments. "U-um... if you don't want me here, I can leave." He said, frowning as he looked back at the doctor.

James blinked as he again crossed paths with his new little sister, whom seemed to have gotten very attached to him very fast. Should he worry about that?
He shrugged it off "I'll hurry, but really you do not have to wait" He offered a smile before he moved off towards his own room. So many thoughts, he hoped it would get more peaceful and adjusted soon.
When he made it to his room he tossed the towel and pulled on some clean boxers before moving to the closet and picking out what he'd need for today.
He left the long hair lose so it could dry and not stay damp for long time behind a hair-band which might make it easier to break.
A last glance in the mirror after he had gotten changed, maybe he should leave it lose at school today, it wouldn't get to dry fully before he had to leave anyway.
With a sigh he brushed it behind his ears and made his way towards the kitchen.
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Balder moved and sat at the place that Catherine had suggested, the large male took in the whole inter action with the student and woman. It seemed like a good kind of inter action, so he decided it was not something to be worried about. The scared male looked around the place, it did seem like a nice place, he was almost tempted to order more than just the coffee but the student was paying and it wouldn't be a good thing to change his mind in the middle of everything, it would also cause him to take a longer time to get to work.
"Nice place" he could not think of what else to say.

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Hisoka blinked and for a moment wondered how he had managed to become friends with this guy. It would more then likely not last long, Wessel would get tired of him soon enough and well all the attention wasn't something he himself wished for.
"Un I caught it, you do not have to get one I have others that you can borrow. No need to waste money" The Japanese male offered the other a smile "I hope the whole dream goes well for you, I think you have the.. what they call it.. nuts for things like that. I find the pure thought of such very scary.. Oi did I remember to bring my sesame crackers" the last bit was more of a ponder than anything.

Medily giggled, waving to James before making it out of the hallway comepletely. She would check what was going on in the kitchen then watch cartoons. Or eat? Ity all depended on what was going on. Her feet moved quickly on their way through the living room. All she had to do was get a bit further to reach the kitchen! She got in so fast, she almost ran in to the blond teenager inside. Agathos paused after feeling a warm little body bump in to him. Looking down, he spotted the hyper happy little girl. "Go watch cartoons and I will tell you when it's done, alright?" He needed to set up the table before even thinking of serving breakfast to everyone. Still, the excitement on her little face was adorable. She was an adorable little sister and her animal fit her so well. Always loving to save things, organize, hyper, always ready to face the day... Damn, even in family he was the only one who hadn't shifted yet! The only one young enough to not have shifted yet besides himself was the little squirrel who was clearly an early bloomer. When would his time come? But, he wasn't jealous. It just made him feel more hesitant to tell his mother about his issues at school. Well, mothers. He didn't know his new brother well enough to tell him, Medily was too young to tell and well.. He didn't think anyone in the family would understand how he felt. Little did he know though that every late bloomer more then likely felt just as isolated or picked on as he did at times.

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Gentle light brown eyes were soon filled with bother as his face put on a scowl. Soon he found himself with his eyes fully on the stranger. "Pick a bed and rest on it now. I swear if I ever hear of you doing something harmful to your health because you're too spooked to come in here then I will hunt you down and spook you in to coming here! This is were you come when you need to, and right now you need to rest. Don't you dare ever threaten your health around me! I may be a gentle man, but I can get quite fierce when I need to for the sake of caring for others. Now why wouldn't I want you here? Think someone as shy as you really bothers me?" His face returned to a gentle expression before he pointed towards the bed in his office. He meant business, yes he did. This person needed some rest and if it would allow him more rest this way then darn it they would lay their ass down and rest! He didn't realize that the person was shy over their face. Why would he? The Irish doctor saw nothing wrong with it, and had seen men that looked far more intimidating when he used to hang out with the man that he used to consider as a brother. Of course while such days were long behind him, it still left them a hard man to spook.

Catherine smiled at the older man briefly while he looked around curiously. "It is a fairly nice place. I... eat here practically daily. I... don't know how to cook, but the food here is good and they treat me nice." The teen suspected that some of the women thought of her like an adoptive child that they needed to take care of while she was here. It didn't bother her all that much, though she didn't always want to deal with it.

"Well, I sorta can, if you can call making oatmeal or cereal cooking. Oh! I can boil water too." She looked around to evade looking at Balder. She didn't usually admit this to people. Then again most were too busy oohing and ahing over the fact that she owned her own house. Or trying to mooch money off of her. Most of it was actually invested at this point, and she mostly lived off of the dividends, and a little bit she had stored away for food and such.

"Ya know... if you wanted to get something to take with you to eat, I'm sure they could get you a little doggie bag too. Even if you don't want me to pay for the food stuff." She glanced over at the smiling waitress coming back with silverwear and a couple cups of water.

"Now what can I get for you, sweetheart? And who's your friend here?" The older woman smiled at the teen before turning to look at Balder. She stopped and stared at the scars for a moment. "Oh my! Those look like they hurt!" The waitress exclaimed, before looking embarrassed at her outburst. "Ah, pardon me. Anyways, is their anything I could get for you two darlings?"

"Can I get the egg sandwich with the sausage that I like, home fries, a coffee with lots of cream and sugar. Oh, and can you pack up two of your special breakfast wraps too? I really like it when George makes those for me. The best I've ever had." Catherine said to the waitress. She was sure she'd be hungry later when she really woke up, and maybe she'd try to make Balder take one too. "Thanks, Yvette."

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"Suh-weet! Show me this glitch later, will ya?" Wessel grinned at the Japanese teen before adjusting his guitar strapped to his back. "Borrow it? If you're sure, but don't most of them only have one save? Or do the newer ones have multiple? I haven't played it in AGES!" He laughed aloud after commenting, a happy laugh.

"Of course it'll go well! It's because I practice lots and everyone likes my music! I bet the teachers chase me because they're jealous that I'm just so awesome at it!" He said the last bit in a joking tone. He knew that they chased him because he was causing trouble. No harm, just a lot of racket and skipping classes.

"Bah! Not everyone has the balls to do it straight away! Maybe if you got used to it slowly, eventually you'd be able to do stuff like me." Wessel turned to head towards homeroom as his friend made a comment about crackers. "I'm sure you've got plenty of snacks dude. You usually have enough food on you to feed a small army! Not to mention all the food I accidentally come across stashed in your room when I come over. Let's head to school, or do you wanna be late while you check for your crackers?" If it bugged them that much, then Wessel could always run back to Hisoka's room later to see if he could find it for him, though he wouldn't say that part yet. Though it would likely be more of a fly over. He'd just go as his bird form to get here.

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Shin tensed and fought his natural reaction to get into a defensive position when he saw the doctor scowl, even more so when the doctor scolded him. Great... he'd angered someone else. Was he going to fight him now too? He was talking about hunting him down.

The man sighed. Great, so now he had to take a nap, but he'd pay for it later, was that it? "Hai..." He said in a dejected tone, before heading towards the bed that the doctor pointed at. "Just... if you're gonna hunt me down for payback, just please don't do it in front of everyone.... They already think I'm scary enough." He frowned before sitting down on the bed.

Laying down, he stared up at the ceiling. Why did it always end up this way? He was surprised that he even made enough business to pay for his store. Though it probably helped that he was the only flower store in town, so people came anyways when they needed something. He just wished he didn't intimidate people so much with his scary face. A friend would be nice too, but that was probably asking too much for someone like him.

James glanced at the interaction between the two siblings for a moment and let out a soundless sigh. How was he ever going to get use to this whole family thing?
He brushed a brown lock of hair behind his ear as he moved over to get a glass and some cool water, doing his best not to get in the way. Maybe he should have said something, but he didn't know what that should be, so he let it go.
Even if his brother was strange do to his animal 'problem' in most peoples eyes, to him though, he felt like he himself was more weird. He swallowed the water in one go and dried his mouth with the back of his hand.

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The large hand drifted to the scars on his face "Just a cup of coffee thank you" He let out and was not at all surprised at the reaction, he got it often. Though some times he almost forgot, after all he had lived for so long with them there and did not really matter in who he was as a person.
Not fully true, he corrected himself, he'd like to believe they did not directly effect his life, but they had. The annoyance he use to feel when people judged him as different things do to them or came with rude remarks or strange questions.
Do to how he was build, most thought he was a violent tempered person or bad.

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"Well one doesn't know what could happen!" Hisoka answered and looked down, he couldn't help it. It was one of his silly little fears, running out of snacks and then having to starve. Though it was not anything that could be seen on the boy, he was short and skinny but he had more than once been corrected by the teachers for munching on something during class or searching his bag for one certain snack.
"I.. I guess you are right, school is important" Even though the other had just a moment ago thought about skipping school all together. But Hisoka was raised what some would call, the Japanese way, that education and a good job was very important. The rest could come after.
"Well then.. Let us go" he let out an almost sad sigh.

"Bleeee!"
"Nyaaaaaahm!"
"Oouuuuuuaaagh!"

Toby chuckled at his own reflection in the mirror, as for the past couple minutes he'd been making faces at himself while brushing his teeth. His mop of black curls were unruly and unbrushed, but he did nothing to fix them. And his blue eyes shined back at himself with a twinkle of mirth hidden behind their wide round glasses.

He was glad his mother hadn't decided to go all 'cultural' on him again this morning for breakfast like she had last night at dinner. Blood pudding tasted weird. He knew she was trying to get him in the spirit of living in Ireland now, but she could have chosen so many other dishes that would have sat better in his stomach.

He spit into the sink and rinsed his mouth quickly before heading back to his room to grab his backpack. He'd dressed for school in a pair of simple dark bluejean shorts held up onto his skinny frame with a black belt and a gray shirt with three ducks in a row on the front. He'd thrown his tangerine orange hoodie over it before slipping his backpack straps over yihs shoulders.

"Moooooom! I'm heading ooooooout!"

He yelled this as he bounded down the stairs of their new house and flashed his mother's back in the kitchen a quick wave before he headed to the front door. He met the morning with an eager smile and a bounce in his step as he headed for the street, so excited his red panda ears had poked their way out of his mess of black curls on his head. He was heading to school way earlier than he needed to, but this red panda youth didn't care. He was eager to explore.

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Makaha took the electronic reader back from the old lady standing at the door and flashed her a big courteous smile.

"Thank you, and have a lovely morning!"

Just minutes before, he'd pulled up to her front stoop on his courier bicycle and walked up to her door to deliver a package. That was part of his job as a mail courier in this area, sometimes it was delivering mail and letters, sometimes it was certified packages that needed to be signed for. It seemed like such a simple job, but it was one that the skunk enjoyed because it allowed him to travel around his newest home and really see the place. Much better than being stuck behind a counter or desk. And he was really enjoying the fresh air running through his hair.

He ran a hand through his bright white streak of a mohawk now before sliding the reader into the basket bag on the back of his bicycle and climbing back on. He'd been riding around for awhile now this morning, have started his shift today before sunrise. He realized it was about time for a refueling session.

Makaha set out on his bike once more, letting his violet-gray eyes roam the small buildings until he came across that cafe he'd noticed on his way here. He didn't bother to even tie up his bike nor do anything with his bag once he stopped out front of the small cafe. This was such a nice and quaint town, he just couldn't see someone ransacking his mail cart.

He trotted inside and headed towards the front counter instead of towards the seating in the place, walking past the front area where Catherine and Balder were sitting, to get in line behind a handful of people looking for something on the go. He rocked naturally from side to side where he stood, having trouble keeping still, his butt especially taking the lead in their blue postman pants. He let his eyes roam down to the glass pastry counter. Mmm.. some of the things behind it were definitely drool worthy.

A hand ran through ebony locks of hair, combing strays away from tickling his face as Kal slowly shuffled through his gloomy lit apartment unit. Grumbling along as he reached the bathroom flipping it switch and taking a glance at his relection, the bags under his eyes were darker then usual. Oh how he wished sleep was kind to him...give him a full weeks rest, it didnt help with his fare skin, made him ghost like... No, today a zombie. He rubbed at his cheek bones, trying to massage color into his face but to no avail he still looked half dead.

Kalister known he slept in, he hardly recalled getting up to turn the alarm off, half asleep as he done so and just gone back to bed. He growled at himself as he didnt want to know just how late he was so hadn't bothered looking at the time, only quickly washed up, combed a hand through wet hair before quickly shaving up...which he should have taken his time, knicking himself along his sideburn he cursed out. "Damn it to hell!" Of course he could deal with a little slip but it had been the rash that spread out to probably the size of his head, from the shoulder blade crawling over his shoulder. Now fully awake after the shoeer he noticed it had grown a bright red of irritation, the worse bloody mess on the core of his shouldr blade. "Scratching in your sleep I see" he muttered to himself as he try take a closer look onto the rash before reaching over and picking out what appeared to be a sliver, a closer look the object had been a fine feather. He cleaned up what he could, bandaged up but thought he should get it checked out later, concerned of infection. With heavy sigh he headed back to his room and gotten dressed and headed out, not a care that his hair had been still damp, only making sure that the wound would stay hidden under the long sleeved black shirt, if it did bleed through the bandage his shirt should hide much of it.

A glance to his watch as he stepped out his apartment door sent Kalister into a sprint. Almost an hour late for work and he couldn't think up an excuse. He could hear already the scolding he was going to get, how could you be late you live but only a few doors down! He rolled his eyes as he thought about it, quickly pushing past the doors and into the cafe, snaking his way past customers and tossing his bag into the corner behind the counter as he grabbed for an apron and sloppily tied it up about his waist then gone onto cleaning up tables, making his rounds and gathering up used cups and saucers, stacking them high. Usually he was good with balancing the stack of dishes, he should of thought twice today being tired and the strain it was just holding up his left arm. The fussing of his coworker was getting to him, she knew to be proffesional so she kept her voice low enough for his ears alone to catch. At least he didn't abandon her the whole day! Which he wanted to snap at her but didn't, he just continued preparing tables for customers, gathering up old dishes to wash, distracting himself as if it were a game to him stacking cups to see just how high he could balance them. Of course nothing to extreme but five porcelain cups were good enough, it was the part on goin through a cafe in the busy morning hours and keeping steady hands.

He was getting bored with the routine having to gone at it the past week. He was bored enough he started on a count, taking a step here, there... a waltz, greeting customers here, there, a smile, retrieve cups... saucers, balance, spin and again! He chuckled to himself, in a lighter mood now that he forgot about the wound and being late for work. The little entertainment was a good distraction, turning a chore into a waltz, how silly but it worked.