Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26163219-20160729231457/@comment-26191607-20160801032251

Scythe walked the halls, he mind hurt, Shimano said that was in his nature since the school was filled with those whom cheated death. The assassin's familiar is holding back his darker half.

"What are you doing out of class?!" A shrill voice shouts. Scythe whirls around, trying to summon a pistol but getting only his scythe in its place. Scythe was looking face to face with some sort of harpy like creature, it's clothes reminding him of ancient Egyptian.

"Can you tell me where I am civilian?" The blonde reaper asks. He thought it best to maintain his military status.

"Detention!" The harpy shouts. Scythe sighs. "All students must address their professors respectfully!" Scythe's bangs cover his eyes, before he lashes out, the blade of his scythe at the back of the harpy's neck.

"Look, I haven't had the best of days today, I got pulled here through a wormhole and I don't have any idea if anyone else I know is here, so forgive me if I have little patience for you!" Scythe shouts. By then he had gathered a large crowd of students and faculty. Not that he cared.