LadyYunaFFX2
Pulsar
- Joined
- Nov 1, 2012
- Location
- Boone, NC
A pair of semi-shaking hands were holding onto one of the many rails attached to the ferry. Were one to take a closer glance, they would find the figure of a clearly new student, one with purple hair and sky blue eyes. The foreign hair color had, from what the young maiden could assume, been the main thing which caused people to give her odd looks.
But truth be told, it was better that they ignorantly stare upon the violet locks than ever find out she wasn't human in the first place.
Yes, not human. She was far from it and no one except the teenager knew her actual identity. She was, in fact, a reincarnation of the seraphim card Wingweaver. How she had come to exist was beyond her memory though she assumed it was something akin to how humans procreated. What was more unnerving and simultaneously unnatural was how she had left the Spirit World.
When Judai Yuki entered, he never exactly took any measures to keep anyone else from entering or leaving. And with the latter being noticed by many of the fairies and angels, Esyel had been sent out to ensure that no one else had noticed the exposed exit. Or, if they had, she would pinpoint which spirits and report back as soon as she could. It'd be easy enough to get back into the Obelisk hot springs.
While Esyel had been told her deck had potential for her to be in Obelisk, she had been placed in Slifer Red for a motive she couldn't understand. Ah well. From what she had heard, it may honestly be the best choice for herself. It would be the easiest way to keep from having too much attention and sets of eyes upon her ... right?
It'd all depend on whether anyone still believed the stereotype of all the respective colors and what they meant for each dorm.
A weary sigh passed Esyel's lips as she leaned against the rail. Her right hand snuck out from under her jaw as it fell against her side. A small smile crossed her face as she felt her deck against her hip, secured tightly in a pouch. Since she was the reincarnation of an angel herself, it was only natural that Esyel had a fairy deck herself. It was good to feel and know that regardless of whether she was in or out of the Spirit World, her comrades were always nearby to help protect her.
True, it was a slightly odd thought for lower-ranked angels to protect a Seraphim. But it wasn't an impossible concept.
Her head quickly shook from side to side, making purple locks move in the process. As the blue orbs glanced ahead, she could see the island steadily coming closer into view. Within minutes, the ferry would make landfall and she would be at the Duel Academy that had quite a bit of history and stories behind it.
The thought of being an official student soon made her heart race wildly in her chest. She hadn't been in the world of the humans for very long. Hopefully she could try to act as if she were one of them and thus belonged here.