Rukia Kurosaki

Garnet was staring at her boots when she heard a girl's voice ask, "Do you need any help?" Help was exactly what was needed. "Yeah." With a lopsided grin she stood, glancing around the courtyard. "I was wonderin' if there was a place to get some food around here? There didn't seem to be a cafeteria or nothin'." She scratched her head and tried her best not to look out of place, but her t-shirt and baggy jeans had already tipped off the dork in the guys' dorms, so she didn't keep her hopes up.

Yep~ And you... 2? I can't see you fearing heights. 1- I love hugs. 2- I don't do makeup. 3- Flan is my favorite custard.

((Long time no rp, you two xP Can't wait to get into some fun~ Feel free to meet Garnet in any crazy way you like, I'm bored xP)) Garnet rolled over and immediately fell off her bed. "Wha-? I didn't do it!" Drowsily she looked around, only remembering after a minute where she was. "Oh yeah, school..." She wasn't psyched about another boarding school. Sure, she could actually use her magic openly here, but she didn't much care for being shipped off. The girl stood and stretched, running a hand through her short orange hair and fixing her bangs before grabbing her considerably lighter backpack and heading out the door. Garn was starved and bored, so she just started wandering around, thinking about her abilities. The elements of Reality were a strong bunch, though water and wind were basically her enemies. She absolutely hated water unless it was either a thunderstorm or a hot bath, and wind just added to the chill and held her back. Earth was a comfort. It was her midway point that needed work but could be summoned in an emergency. Not that she'd had emergencies before... Garnet was the first to admit she couldn't control her magic, but she had a grasp of how to use it from countless experiments holed up in her room or fighting at her old schools. She found herself thinking fondly of fire as she ambled about the courtyard. It was her strongest element, and like lightning she could conjure it from seemingly nowhere. Garn practiced fire summoning and manipulation daily, and used it often when the static of lightning wasn't enough to end a conflict. With a chuckle she remembered those she'd set the pants of aflame in her other high schools. Marcus Tennen, she remembered, was one of the few who didn't buy her matches act, and eventually they'd become good friends. Well, after she'd beaten him in three public fights and confided in him her secret hobby. But now she was out once again at a new school, no familiar faces, no public enemies... Well, except maybe those two bullies and that guy with the face mask... But no serious enemies, no friends to worry about, and no mother whining over her shoulder about how magic was a sin. With a grin, Garnet wondered what her mother's face would look like if she ever found out that the boarding school she'd so eagerly signed the release forms of was for the study of magic. She pictured outrage and an attempt at removing her, but figured she was safe. Especially since she wasn't exactly welcome in her hometown. Garn sighed and scratched her head, passing up the practice room she wanted to stop by. She did need to work on control, but hunger was too prominent in her mind for any sort of magic focus. Once again lost, she paced around the stairwell, figuring she could ask another student for directions to the cafeteria or whatever they called it here. But everyone was either in a group of friends or busy, so she sat down on the steps and waited for an opening to ask.

First off, mr-ms L? xPP Second, I trust no surgeon who says "Chill yo...." Also Roald Dahl is just awesome xP Best autobiography ever~

Garnet tapped the toe of her boot against the floor as she waited. Finally, the door was opened by a strange boy with a face mask around his neck. He was pale and looked very unhappy with his surroundings. Trying to ignore the obvious distaste, the girl grinned. She'd started to ask, "Hey, d'you know where-?" when the door was once again closed, the boy obviously rolling his eyes. "Tch, jerk..." She felt flat contempt from the other side of the wooden barrier, and seething with her own annoyance, Garn decided to give him a surprise. Silently she called on lightning, attaching a sparking jolt of it to the doorknob and passing it through the metal so that the next time it was opened from the inside, the jerk would get zapped on the hand by it. With any luck maybe it'd burn his girly-looking hands. Sticking out her tongue at the closed door as she turned away, Garnet crossed her arms and knocked again at the door, stomping off with her hands in her pockets to get out of sight and find somewhere she could get directions. After maybe ten minutes of guideless wandering, she was able to glean directions from a second-year student. Garnet dropped her backpack on the floor of the dorm room and looked around. There was no one else around, but she didn't know whether she'd have a roommate, so while unpacking her belongings she kept it organized on one side of the room. Flopping onto her stomach on the firm single bed, she buried her face in the pillow she'd brought from home, breathing in the scent of her favorite fabric softener. She reveled in the comforting feel of the cotton sheets and soon dozed off, half hanging off the side of the bed and unsure of whether she had a class to attend.

If I argued, would you trust my reasoning?

Just Take My Heart by Mary Higgins Clark. I enjoyed that the title was a literal allusion to the main character having had a heart transplant xD

I don't think they're my best but thanks xD

((Just a note, our three characters' abilities combined are pretty much a perfect use of all 5 elements xD High fives)) Garnet leaned on the railing of the second floor stairwell, listening to the footsteps of two other students pass on the way up to the headmaster's office. She cackled quietly to herself at the still-afflicted victims of her static spell. Thank you, Lightning. The smaller boy was now rushing down the stairs past her, and her red smile widened at his relieved look. Since nobody'd seen her cast anything on the bullies, she'd keep her image and stay out of the administrators' black books. But a whispered, "Thank you," as he passed shattered her smugness. It could have been her imagination, but she felt an air of gratitude that she longed to smother in apathy. Garnet turned her yellow glare on the kid as he continued down the steps, "Tch, I just like watchin' 'em," she called, frowning deeply as her comment was waved off. Looking back at the two taller boys, she noticed that her trick was wearing off. They were no longer yelping or twitching, and they'd noticed the yell of the orange-haired girl who'd been laughing as she watched them suffer. "Hehe, best I stay outta trouble," she laughed, vaulting over the edge of the staircase. Garn caught the edge of the railing with her right hand, using it to swing down onto the first floor steps and out of the punks' sight. Slipping through the crowd of students with a degree of skill, she ducked into the first restroom she found, deciding to fix her makeup in the mirror. Re-applying the blue liner evenly took a couple minutes, and she added a little extra to accent her narrow glare. With a smile on beneath her blood-red lipstick, she played with the red tips of her short, wavy hair, figuring she'd wasted enough time for the 'hoodlums' as she liked to call them to have disappeared. Risking being recognized but figuring she could take them if she was, Garnet let her curiosity take over and dashed back up the stairs to the headmaster's office. Luckily no one knew anything of her, so she was neither hindered nor called to on the way. Glancing around to alleviate her suspicions of being watched, the fire-user tiptoed into what could have been a private library were it not for the desk covered in paperwork. She noted that two stacks of paper were set on her own burnt-edged documents, and before deciding to check out 'Revelations' she snuck a peek at the students' records. A younger girl named Misaki had been the first set of footsteps. From her writings she seemed pleasant enough, and Garnet made a note to look out for her if anybody started trouble with the newbies. Then there was a crisp, perfect set of documents from a boy called Devin Song. Envious of the whole, creaseless papers, she contemplated crinkling an edge, but her perfectionism prevented her doing so. Once again the book sitting so harmlessly in such an open space garnered her attention. With little apprehension, Garnet read the words she'd long heard rumored but as one never engulfed in the world of magic had always just missed. This time it was no wives' tale. It wasn't her mother's rambling as to why her magic should never be used. It wasn't the whisper of a camper retelling his own version of the story he'd heard a cousin mention. This was the book Ein had burned for. 'It comes. The Spirits, led by their ringmaster. On the fated day, the whole world will become its circus. There is nothing we can do. Walpurgis Night is coming.' With a shudder, Garnet closed the book quickly. Walpurgis Night... The festival of spirits? Or something more sinister? Letting out the breath she'd held while reading, the girl headed back out to the hall, wandering to the dorm area to check out her room. After all, she'd been ignoring her heavy backpack the entire time, and her back was starting to ache. Loosening the straps over the shoulders of her black t-shirt, she knocked at a random door, figuring if it was the wrong one that she could at least get directions. As she waited silently for a response, Garnet glanced down at her baggy, dark blue jeans, wondering if she should have packed more than two changes of clothes. Giving a shrug, she fidgeted with the end of her scarf and frowned, figuring it didn't matter. Nobody'd notice if she wore the same ones a couple of times, right? She smiled at her quick solution and studied the well worn wooden door, knocking again in case she hadn't been heard.

http://youtu.be/YbjQqWFxbaM

Nope, it was 1 xP For you I'd have to say 3, Ari 1- I love the sound of music boxes. 2- I'm in a relationship. 3- I don't like pie.

Name: Garnet Wisteria Gender, Age: Female, 17. Hair: Curly/wavy and orange, tapered to red at the tips. Short cropped, barely touching her neck with bangs falling into her eyes. Eyes: Sharp, narrow and yellow. Usually surrounded in blue eyeliner, one of two makeup products she'll wear. Other features: She wears a green scarf tied at her neck that she doesn't like to take off. Garnet also has freckles across her face and wears pink and red lipstick. Biography: Garnet was born under the sign of Aquarius, but has never been able to manipulate wind. It wasn't until she was 15 that she discovered her abilities, and she was only granted the transfer to Gretchen High a week before the start of the year. She was always into music more than anything, and became somewhat rebellious as a teen. As such, she's been to three boarding schools between middle school and her acceptance into Gretchen High. Abilities/Personality: Garnet has the ability to manipulate the magics of Reality. Wind escapes her, and she can't get water to obey her, but she has a strong grasp of fire and lightning. Earth is a toss up on whether she can summon it. Heat is her forte, and she can set fire to most anything or cause lightning to strike in her place of choice during a storm. However, she has little experience, and tends to let the elements run wild under a loose control. If in a jam she could probably get fire to come to her aid the fastest, but not without burning a few non-target items. Her power is released in large, powerful bursts and is more destructive than helpful, best not used in delicate situations. Garnet is a wild card. She does whatever's in her own best interests, preferring music to the company of others. She has a strong sense of justice and will jump in to a conflict to protect another person. Hating any kind of attachment from others, she'll brush off any help because it was 'only because she likes to fight.' She tends to start arguments because she has no filter between honesty and tact, and she's very open about her opinions of people. Despite her rough and tumble attitude and harsh magic style, Garnet has a love for the beauty of magic and nature. Gretchen High, huh? It's one of the most prestigious magic schools in the world, and even I got accepted... Garnet slipped through the huge double doors and paused to fix her yellow eyes on the statue taking up a prominent place in the hall. It was of Ein, the famed author who'd burned in his own home after publishing his works... She looked past what she considered a dark memorial and noted the classrooms' placements.Walking on with a sigh at the waste Ein had made of what could have been a long life with even more contributions to the world of Magic, she noted the echoing sound of pencil on paper, distracted for a moment with thoughts of how revelations could be written at any given moment with just the right circumstances. Enjoying the sound of her heavy boots on the stairs as she climbed, Garnet glanced around the second floor. A girl in the corner turned out to be the writer she'd heard, scribbling away in a notebook. She gave a glare at two boys who appeared to be less than hospitable to a younger boy. With her red lips curved into a mischievous smirk, the orange-haired girl lifted a hand, resting her gaze on the students. A rush of static electricity flowed over the two bullies, making their hair stick out at the most ridiculous angles possible and causing them to jump about as small jolts nipped at them. Garnet sighed, having almost decided to set their pants aflame, but decided the punishment was fit. She didn't want to spend another first day explaining to a bunch of administrators how her public enemies had 'accidentally' caught fire. Especially since at this school she didn't carry matches to cover up the use of magic, and she figured high-ups would be able to tell who'd cast what on whom. With a chuckle at the 'dance' of the two boys, she rushed up the stairs, hoping they hadn't seen or suspected her. As much as she liked picking fights with jerks, in a school of people who'd been using magic all their lives she'd have a more difficult time beating two guys she didn't know the strength of. Frowning at her hesitance, Garnet played with the end of her green scarf, finally making it up the steps. Floor three, the headmaster's office... "Uh, anyone here?" She looked around, wondering if the headmaster could pop out of walls or paintings like in movies, but the office looked devoid of life. Garnet gave a shrug and a sigh, setting her paperwork in a neat pile atop some similar-looking documents. Then she picked it back up and adjusted the stack to make the corners more even. Vigorously trying to smooth a large crease on one of her papers, she grumbled to herself and immediately regretted it as the edge of the stack caught fire. "Crap!" Garnet grabbed the corner and choked the flame out with her hand, leaving another pink burn on her palm and a black, singed edge on each page of her documents. Her OCD was about to give her a heart attack. With a heavy sigh she reorganized the pages and dropped them back onto the desk. At least all the corners look the same now... Garnet's gaze lingered on the desk stacked high with papers before pausing on a music stand as she took her leave. There was a single book standing on it, titled 'Revelations.' If her minimal studies were correct, that was the name of Ein's final publishing, with the rumored warnings in blood red ink... She hadn't heard what was to be wary of, but she'd read enough conspiracy theories to figure there was nothing too serious in Revelations. After all, wasn't it theory and textbook material like the others? Dismissing the strange display of what she thought was one of three interesting but harmless books, Garnet headed back down the stairs, knowing that if she lingered she'd either sneak a peek at the book or start feeling paranoid about the empty room. Wondering what to do, she decided to take a look at the small chaos she'd hoped to cause on floor two. If they're still at it, maybe I will set their pants on fire. Hehe.

Skip Beat, Detective Conan vs Lupin III, and then Trigun~

*shares a sandwich with the person above me*

ahahahahaha, not me... _ _ I can't even have someone else put it on me without blinking and getting jabbed in the eye. Eyeliner's even worse. Good thing cosplay's the only time I'll wear it or it wouldn't be worth the trouble xD My hair is now bright red.

3. Carla and Therese sounds like a plausible name combo xP 1- I hate Meryl and Vash as a pairing in Trigun. 2- I spend between 2 and 5 hours writing on my designated writing-days. 3- I love both classical and metal/rock music.

Dear, foolish Anonymous, If you think you can make me lose who I am, you've got no clue who you're dealing with. I'll take your challenge without a doubt, and I will not lose to the likes of you. I fight for my own dreams, and you cannot eclipse that. Good luck losing to the likes of me. I hope you can get over it more easily than when I left your pitiful lies behind. Move on. All of my pity, your former 'Love.'

"These are the scars that silence carved on me." - Vienna Teng

*saves* Impulsively deciding to do something like running atop a gate or use things as stepping stones, confronting people who don't think I can take them, forgetting safety measures, lots of stunts and sword fighting with random objects, blindfolded dueling (which was worse for me actually xD as in the blindfold I couldn't see the tree... but I still won.) suggesting bike rides in the dark, tree climbing, rolling down hills, wave riding, and other random activities I've engaged myself and often friends in.

*saves* I tend to do things that lead to danger ^^"

*just watching the person above me* How does one Topaz?

I decided a while ago against posting all the chapters of my non-Detective Conan stories, since this is a DC site and I don't want to spam the story section with threads. However, I've got 8- about 4 active- that I haven't posted here, and I figure I might as well put up links for you guys. Somewhat active: regularly/recently updated http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9773981/1/So-Now-I-m-a-Prince -Rune Factory 4 http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9653860/1/Alteration-The-Ripple-Effect - Bleach http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9694209/1/Rose-Red-My-New-Beginning - Harvest Moon: A New Beginning http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9665570/1/Murder-Makes-the-Heart-Grow-Fonder - Psych Inactive, rarely updated: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9521890/1/Operation-Asche-X - Hetalia http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8727643/1/It-s-My-Mission - Tantei Gakuen Q http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8727859/1/Descent - Inuyasha http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8727668/1/Afraid-to-Admit-it - Hetalia