Thomas Lone, the first day at the dwma. ( open! need weapon. )

Tom stood just outside the building. way to old to go back to school... he thought. he was 40m middle aged, had a thick five clock shadow. And he was armed with quite a few guns. soul wavelength guns, but guns. he started to walk in anxiously staring at the weapons and Meisters who wondered the reason of him being here. He looked around for someone to give him directions. he just looked around and asked. " says here I'm suppose to go to deaths office... doesn't mean I need to off myself does it? "

Jet is sitting on a bench nearby playing she talked to angels by the black crowes

Thomas walks up to him. " hello? how do I get to deaths office from here? "

Jet stops playing "I am guessing you are a death scythe? Anyway the office is down this hallway and take a left to the door with the skull for door handles then you walk under the guillotines then you are there."

" Death scythe? no, just a washed up has been looking for a job. " he rubs his head and starts to follow jets instructions.

"Oh we'll see ya' then." Jet returns to playing the guitair

Thomas tried to follow his instructions, but instead got hopelessly lost once he was in the building. * sigh

Michelle was holding a small piece of paper and had her bass guitar on her back. She tried to find a music class but she got lost. "Jeez..Mom was right..This academy is big!" She said loudly. She looked at the piece of paper and scratched back of her head. Her mom wrote something on it.

Thomas walked out of a random classroom. " Again, I'm so sorry. " before the door slammed in his face. " smooth. "he said to himself. " hey are you lost to? "

Michelle nodded "Yes, sir! Where is that music class! Next time I'll ask my mom to give me a map.."

" umm... " lets see, did I see that room full of strings on the right side or the left of the school? oh wait, wasent that just the storage closet? " sorry, I'm afraid I can't shed any light on the subject. do you know where deaths office is? "

Michelle shrugged "I don....Oh wait..Uhm.No..Or? No.. Or maybe? Nah. I don't know. Hey! Are you a new teacher or somethin'?" Then she looked into a random classroom. It was a music class "Oh! Uhm..Oh! I know. Go straight until you reach the end of the corridor, then turn left, and then turn right annnd! And you'll find the office at the end of the corridor."

" Yes! Thank you, I don't know what my job here is yet. Hey could you come with me? I don't know anything about this school, and the longer I stay here the longer I think it might be dangerous. "

Michelle put her hand on her hips and said with a smile "Yeah sure! It's better than sitting on a boring lesson!" She was in great mood. But her heart was yelling: Oh come on! Music lesson! You love music, Michelle! But Michelle ignored that.

" ok! " after a few minutes of walking they were outside deaths office. Thomas knocked three times then entered. Becening her to follow.

Michele walked into the room with a smile on her face. Everyone here should remember her parents..Or just her dad because he's a death scythe

Death was having a busy day reading in his chair. he saw Thomas and Michel. " Ah! Michel ( the name of her father )'s daughter! " he gets up to shake her hand. " who's this with you? "

Michelle shrugged "Uhm..I don't know.. He was looking for your office. Ah! yeah! My mom is planning to work here as a teacher."

" very well, I'm sure we can discuss this later. " Thomas handed death the piece of paper he was looking at. Death reads over it carefully, it was his own writing after all. " very well come with me. " Death started to walk out of his office to the training grounds. " do you have your weapon partner? " he asked. " Umm, well about that... " started Thomas, he did not.

Michelle put her hands on her head "Oh no! I should be on my music lesson now....!" She took hef bass guitar and looked at it. Then Michelle sighed "Music lessons are the only lessons, i like."

" You can go back if you want to. " Thomas gets on one knee and bows. " thank you for your help. "

Michelle looked at Thomas "Uhm..Why so..uhm..Neeeevermind! Well! I'm late so I don't need to go on a lesson, right? I can always say that I overslept." She put her bass guitar on her back and smiled

ooc: pulling a kokoa are we?
Death pretended he didn't here that and soon they were at the training grounds. " Ok Thomas, because you are quite a bit older than our usual applicants, we will need to give you three tests in one. you must pass all of them to be admitted as a meister at the academy. theres the combat aptitude test, a knowledge test, and a cooperation test. now how should we do this... " death thinks.
ooc: do you want to rp death, fight with Thomas agents him, or what?

OOC: I think, we shouldn't rp as a Lord Death. (I thought that only an administrator can)

Michelle crossed her arms "Yeah..He's older than my parents..Uhm..or maybe not? They're 35. Okay so about your tests! Cooperation and combat aptitude can be tested in a fight..But a KNOWLEDGE TEST!?" Hehe..Mom will kill me after school for this.

ooc: yeah, I should get ones attention before we do anything serous.