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Silva grinned, looking at the scythe perched on her back. Her armor still had a bit of a goth sillouette framing her delicate features and her thin body. Except fot the fact that her parasol was nowhere to be found, she enjoyed this. So much in fact that she burst out singing Grease songs.

"Giving it life again?" Silva had never heard about killing dead things in any of her plays, so she was absolutely stumped

"No! I shall keep them back! Spare yourselves, make me your martyr!" Silva wildly threw her arm foreward, causing a jet of air to knock all the desks and shelves back. She wanted to be the star, the main role. She could do it, she'd come back with her shield, not on it! Or she could easily be...

"Geez louise," Silva rolled her bright red eyes and tossed the ciggarette somewhere behind her, dramatically storming back to her seat. She didn't see how anyone could give up smoking, and at a time where she could have it lit with a snap of someone's fingers, albeit a band girl's. A smoke every...

Silva let air move from her fingers, extending her pale didgits so her perfectly manicured nails shot foreward jets of air. A few books lying on a nearby desk fell off, as if they had been knocked away by a hand. She loved this. The new, exciting feeling of airiness. And the knowledge. Pounding...

"Air? Wow, that's woah, that's a lot to handle," Silva had never seen the teacher with this kind of ages old wisdom, lighting in his eyes and deep in his speech. She was good at reading people and their emotions, but this was new. Her head ached a bit, and she could feel a whoosh of cool, like a...

"I'd like to know more too. In fact, of i habe some super awesome power, the drama club plays could be that much better," she spread her arms like a pair of wings, twirling so that the black fabric of her lolita dress flew around her, and the big gagued earrings she was wearring bounced on her...

"Ich, I had better have a good power. Omg, can I levitate? Then I could make drama that much more realistic." Silva looked down at her shoes and cringed. "Those were $500.00 you had better give them back, or you're payimg me double," she kicked off the cheap chucks she was forced to wear...

Silva gasped and stood up, slamming her hands on the desk. "You! Sorcery! What did you do to her, you cursed foul demon? I am not a slayer, I am Hollywood's next top actress. Are you trying to stain my perfection with that monstrous idea of yours that I could possibly be meant for anything but...

Silva clicked her tongue disapprovingly when she walked into the detention room and surveyed the other students. She recognized a few from the halls and stuff, but none were in the drama club with her. "Oh. My. God. I have detention for no reason. The horror, THE HORROR!!" Silva pretended to...

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Ooc: centered around Germany/Ludwig and N. Italy/Feliciano Ic: If Feliciano told anyone how he got here, they wouldn't believe it. They wouldn't believe that anyone could really have everything taken away in the blink of an eye, would they? Things like that only happen on TV or in novels...