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This demon was cocky that's for sure. He was clearly not afraid of Lucan, but Lucan could tell the demon was slightly shocked at a human's ability to speak one of the demon languages. Lucan, however, wasn't really fluent in the language, only knowing a few words here and there, enough to know some basic phrases.

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Lucan remained still as the demon flew over to block him, his smile gone as he looked into the demon's deep red stare. With a serious face, Lucan began to think about his next moves. Demon's were powerful creatures, usually consisting of strong powers and skills. Things that humans only wished they had.

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Nonetheless, Lucan was a trained demon hunter and despite his disadvantages, he knew how demons fought and how to defeat them without magic. Blades were Lucan's favorite weapons, and if this came down a fight that's what he would use. However, as he felt for his belt he realized he had left all his blades except for a simple silver handled dagger.

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"It's not hard to speak evil," Lucan responded., "But English will do."

Jacinda | 18 | Female

Jacinda passed by, Witnessing the throw. Her eyes widened with surprise, Gasped, She then ran over to the window. God i hate socializing.. But still. She yelled at Akuma. "What the fuck?! Whats wrong with you?" Jacinda yelled. She wasn't normal. Her eyes, ears and skin were abnormal. "He could have broken a bone!" Jacinda Called down.

She then ran outside to the fight. All she could do was watch. Her Black eyes narrowed, Having the white iris gleam. She had no friends to yank her back, So she was like a bull going into a fight.

Lucan looked at me, and i stopped. Something about him was unusual. He had a weird aura pass straight through her. What was that...?? What the hell? Is he okay? Lots of words and questions were swarming her head. Enough to get a headache. She stared intently at the two. Especially at Akuma

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Without a second to react, the demon lunged at Lucan grabbing him by the collar of his white shirt underneath his buttoned black tunic suit. The demon had seen Lucan feel for the dagger and now he had no choice but to fight. Though as the demon grabbed his collar, he immediately dragged Lucan to window and through him out without a hint of hesitation.

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Lucan fell hopelessly down the first story of the building, crashing down with a thud. A jolt of pain quickly shot through one of his legs as he landed awkwardly outside the building. The demon quickly followed, carrying himself down with his big heavy wings to land not from Lucan as he remained on the ground.

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"Hope the landing didn't hurt too badly, Seran," the demon teased. Though the demon's amusement seemed short lived as it looked like a flash of panic crossed over his dark features.

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Lucan looked at him strangely from the ground, slowly trying to lift his body off of the ground. "What did you say?" Lucan asked confused. It had almost sounded like the demon had called him seran, a word that was supposed to belong to the angel languages. But perhaps he was wrong? After all, he wasn't quite fluent in any demon or angel language. Though it was hard to shake off, especially the demon's subtle reaction to his own words.

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(Akuma most likely panicked at the slip up, right? Correct me of I'm wrong and I'll change my response)

Aeliyx |human, student| mentions; Raedier(dir)

"Yeah, I looked at the schedule a little bit before we got here" Aeliyx ignored Readiers first comment, he began to make his way through the halls full of demons and humans alike, it was odd seeing them together for Aeliyx.

He watched the door signs looking for room 335. " I saw that on the schedule too Leto." His rambling made him laugh a bit, so nervous. Aeloyc himself wasn't very calm and collected right now either, his mind was racing with possible outcomes, a demon could pick a fight, there could be an accident in biology and they could make themselves enemys. He slowed down a bit, and navigated the packed hallways until he found room 335. He was happy that the room didn't seem to be full with people. It was about time he had some space, it was beginning to cause him anxiety, and he could be caught clinging to Leto's shirt sleeve on the first day, or at all for that matter.

(catching up, sent this as my rp example)

It was a warm fall day and Ace was on his way to this new school his parents enrolled him in. He hated changing schools, but what was worse is this was a demon school. He shuddered again when he was told he would not be going into the school and killing all the demons. Why in the hell were they sending him?

He could hear the first bell ringing as he entered the tall building, and decided he would play the good boy for the moment and follow the others into the big room, which appeared to be a gym. His eyes wandered around the area and over the bodies of the other students. He made a mental list of human, hunter, demon and some were just question marks he would figure out in due time. He listened to the oh so short welcome and so called instructions before he did an about face and strode out of the gym only to find a corner of the hallway to observe people as they came out. He could already see there would be a fight soon as bodies jostled with each other, nothing outright rude enough to pick a fight over, but enough to let others know they were most certainly not welcomed.

He didn’t care if he was welcomed or not. In fact, truth be told he was more than ok with not being welcomed. He took a moment to look at his schedule and his dorm number. He was told by his parents that his luggage would already be in the room waiting for him when he was done with classes. He was nice to have his very own “Alfred” for things of such nature. Except now that he was at this hellhole, he would not be relying on Alfred or anyone else but his own skills and wit.

Samael “Sam” Wulfebane/Demon/17/Observes fight between Lucan and Akuma

Sam had heard the commotion and was certainly not surprised a fight had broken out the first day of classes, let alone that it was between a demon and a hunter, well assumed hunter that is. He had gone outside of the building and observed the interactions between the two. He immediately caught the slip of tongue coming from Akuma. Hmmm, now that should be an interesting story. He had naturally picked up the verbal fight because of his “special” vibration hearing right before the deafening sound of glass being broken as the other boy was thrown out of the window. Hmm, maybe he broke a bone. It was all he could do to keep his forked tongue inside of his mouth to try and taste the pain in the air. He was not in the mood to show any demon hunters present exactly what he was, bad enough his tail was flicking slightly under the long rugged black slicker he had decided to wear today, yes of course it was decorated with all sorts of bright flashing buttons and rainbows.

He would rather any demon hunters, if they were hunters, his more social nature than his more demon nature, for the moment. He would eventually show any of those fools exactly what he did, but as was his nature he enjoyed his “tastes” unseen so to speak. Instead for the moment he took in a deep breath and enjoyed the apparent negative energies in the air and fed off them. That should hold him until lunch time when all of these young delicious emotional beings would be gathered together again.