Diabolik Lovers, and canon plot based panfandom RP.
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Karl Heinz and his wives, and Richter are not available for application by the gen public. They will be written by admins or admin upon request. Any and all outside of the boys will be up for interaction for personal plot advancement upon request.
In the middle of a lesson that he was trying to sleep through, Yuma heard several girls scream as the lights flickered and then popped off. He opened his eyes that easily adjusted to the absence of light and snorted. Guess that meant class was cancelled and he could blow on out of here. He sat up, casting a glance at a few faces in the room, most of them with mixed expressions before standing up so that his chair flew a few paces away from him.
The instructor was trying to get a handle on his boisterous class, but to no avail. Yuma wasn’t going to stay for all this crap so he pushed his way out the door. It seemed that his class wasn’t the only one that had the problem, especially since there were now many people wandering through the halls, either huddled together or not. Still he pushed his way through the crowds, actively getting pissed off that people were pressing against him.
“Oi, move yer ass already!”
Yuma lifted his foot and pressed it against someone’s backside as an incentive to get out of his way. He didn’t want to waste too much energy on getting out of here, but if he had to fight he was more than ready. He could see the person swivel around to yell at him, and he cracked his knuckles, itching for them to say something.
Middle of class was already something to not pay attention to with time ticking on, Kou had his hand pressed into his cheek and blue eyes staring dully at the teacher at the head of the room. He huffed a breath, blowing the tuft of hair out of his eye temporarily. When the lights went off, Kou sat up slowly and in the same moment he had a girl clinging to either side of his arms with the flickering and the audible pop of the bulb. And then there was the screaming, the idol had to visibly restrain the means of quickly pulling his arms from their hold. His eyes easily adjusted to the new darkness and he glanced around him. Mixed expressions to the dark, some frightful and the other’s… well he didn’t care too much. “Ne, stay here while I go find out what’s going on.” He muttered to the two clinging him and pulling his arm away to leave the classroom, gliding quickly by the instructor.
Not really. He was going to take advantage of this, of course, but there seemed to be a problem. His class wasn’t the only one with the light problem, as so the numbers in the hallway gave away that very things and well, the lights being out in the hallway.
Keeping his stride the same, moving in fluid motions through the crowd and wading through those who may be blinding walking around the hall with less than any amount of perceptions. It would have probably done the idol some to pay attention to the tone of voice the first time, the familiarity of the lacking diction but nope. It was the kick to the ass that had him stumbling forward, more than he'd like to. Turning around, a sigh leaving his lips and a less than happy expression across his face. He stared up at the more than familiar brute in the hallway, the jostling of his bracelets certain to give him away in the darkness. Even if they didn't have the ability to do so to begin with.
“What? Is the savage going to hit me now? In the middle of school of all places, ne?”
your notes can go here; both of these dealios go to two lines, but keep it short!
Azusa had stared off, his mind wandering about as the lesson went into one ear and out the other. He absent-mindly started to touch at his scars, a happy look brightening up on his face. He snapped out of his thoughts when the lights went out and heard heavy footsteps and Yuma's scent going further away.
"Yuma....." He whined softly, getting up and going after the taller brother. He stayed close behind him and heard him kick someone. Was that Kou? Of course both brothers would use this opportunity to escape class. He smiled at them both, even if they really couldn't see it. "Kou and Yuma... are more alike. ...You both left the class without a second thought."
"Can Yuma... kick me like that, too...?" Azusa asked and looked up at Yuma, hopeful that the man would answer yes. Hearing how much it might have hurt Kou to get kicked in the dark excited him to receive the same kind of punishment. He even moved in front of Yuma, going between the two brothers.
