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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 10, 2011 20:12:44 GMT -4
Yayoi was waiting for the damn professor outside his classroom. Out of all the professors, this one would probably be the one who could actually help.
Slouching against the wall, she waited... and waited... she refused to go inside. As much as she disliked his class, she knew he could do something, at least.
Eventually, she stared spacing out, and sat down, and started drawing various ghosts she'd seen around the school. When would his class finish?
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Vincent Valentine
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Nov 11, 2011 9:32:34 GMT -4
Vincent slipped out of his classroom, glad to be away from the current horde of idiots he was teaching. He sighed, feeling his headache seep away. He was about to walk away and get some coffee when he noticed a student sitting down next to the entrance to his room. He cast a quizzical eye at the younger girl. "What are you doing sitting next to my room?"
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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 11, 2011 18:47:23 GMT -4
Yayoi twitched, surprised that class had ended so quickly. She got up, dusted off her skirts, and gently picked up a small cloth bag. "I need help with something." She stated blankly.
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Vincent Valentine
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Nov 11, 2011 21:09:47 GMT -4
Vincent looked at the cloth bag the girl held. "And why should I help you? I don't remember ever agreeing to help any student that walked by." He paused. Dammit, that was in his contract. "...Scratch that. How can I help?"
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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 11, 2011 21:32:45 GMT -4
Yayoi frowned, then gently took out a broken and bloody mirror. "I don't care if you don't help, you're the one least likely to freak out, I think..."
The mirror had images of a happy couple smiling, laughing, never quite looking at the "camera." When they did, shock and confusion spread across their faces before blood began poring from their veins, and their mouths opened in what could have been terrible screams. The woman looked like Yayoi, but the man had her hair.
These were the last moment's of Yayoi's parents, encased in the mirror.
Yayoi wanted to know who did this, and how to get the images out of her parents mirror.
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Vincent Valentine
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Nov 12, 2011 18:26:17 GMT -4
Vincent paused as he saw the less-than-pleasant scene unfurl on the mirror's surface. "...Your parents, I'm going to guess." He dipped his head down slightly. "I'm sorry for your loss." He straightened up and looked down at the girl, all doubts about helping the girl gone. "So, what do you need from me?" He asked in what he hoped was a semi-pleasant voice.
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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 12, 2011 19:52:31 GMT -4
Yayoi burned with anger. "I want to know who sent me this... Is there any way to track it? Some kind of... magical signature?" Yayoi asked, serious with determination burning in her eyes.
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Vincent Valentine
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Nov 14, 2011 9:31:49 GMT -4
Vincent paused. "I'm not 100% sure, but I can feel something coming off of this mirror. It feels eerie, yet familiar..." He grabbed the mirror and examined it closely. "It feels like... him."
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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 14, 2011 16:40:06 GMT -4
"Really? It feels like a male pronoun? Does he have an actual name?" Yayoi asked, getting bitter.
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Vincent Valentine
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Nov 14, 2011 16:46:12 GMT -4
Vincent's face contorted. "It feels like a man I knew. But it'd be impossible for him to be behind it, he's been dead for the past 30 years..." Vincent lightly examined the mirror, looking for anything that may give him a lead. "Weiss...." He murmured. "You were supposed to be dead...."
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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 15, 2011 18:29:21 GMT -4
Yaoyi crossed her arms. "Two people are dead. I would like to know who could /possibly/ be behind it."
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Vincent Valentine
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Nov 16, 2011 9:48:10 GMT -4
Vincent shook his head. "Weiss the Immaculate.... He was a student at Hogwarts about the same time I was. He was a stereotypical Slytherin: cruel, cunning, sneaky. Once he graduated, he just vanished off the radar. After about 5 years after then, he showed back up having killed off an entire town full of people just for being Muggles. He hated Muggles and Muggleborns. I myself chased him down and put him out of commission, but if he's back..." His voice trailed off. "I'm going to have to take a leave of absence."
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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 16, 2011 10:58:31 GMT -4
Yayoi prickled. "My parents weren't muggles. They were squibs." She defended. Like it was much better, her father always said. "Besides, you can't just LEAVE. You have a job. Just tell me who he is."
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Vincent Valentine
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Nov 16, 2011 16:47:45 GMT -4
Vincent bristled slightly. "You want to know who Weiss is? He's a sadistic monster who loves nothing more than to torture anyone who can't use magic. He doesn't care who he hurts along the way, he simply kills to KILL." He glared at the younger girl. "And I can leave the school, I have permission from the Ministry of Magic. It was my job to stop him all those years ago, and seeing as he's still around, I'll have to track him down and end him permanently." He sighed deeply, calming his nerves. "Any other questions, miss?"
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Post by Yayoi Suzuka on Nov 18, 2011 9:46:24 GMT -4
"Can I go too?" Yayoi asked bluntly. The way he spoke to her didn't bother her. The disrespect he was showing her didn't bother her. What bothered her was the thought that she could do nothing, that she would wait here...
"I can't wait here and do nothing. They were MY parents, not yours. I should do something."
Yayoi glared at her "teacher." She had never been to her class. He didn't deserved her respect, and she doubted he ever would.
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