She was short, hardly over five feet tall with a strange, onyx, case strapped to her back. A loose fitting, ashen tank top and a pair of red plaid shorts hung from her toned body. Her face was dotted with pock marks and freckles that layered over tan skin and an oversized nose. She had an eye of piercing silver and one of deep set scarlet, each interrupted by a long, skinny pupil. Her hair was raven black, tousled and fluffed into an unkempt mess of twining curls, and fell to reach just past her bony shoulders. Small, steel claws dangled from her cuticles in the form of rings and covered up short cut fingernails of striped purple and black. Her neck was adorned with a gold chain, an old hourglass dangling just beneath her collarbones. She placed both fists on her hips and nodded in a self-approving way.
"The name's Ai. There's an A, and an I. Unfortunately, no Q." she introduced herself loudly. Ai glanced at the tall, elderly, man next to her and nodded a second time.
"This is a new student here at the True Cross Academy. I'd like you all to welcome her and treat her with kindness. Ai, you'll have to wear a uniform from now on, and we don't allow large cases like that at school." the teacher said, smiling warmly. Ai yawned, perching on the man's desk in boredom. She stretched out like a cat, cracking and popping with every move.
"I'll pass. And the case is here to stay." Ai grinned, showing off perfectly straight teeth. She heaved herself up onto her palms, feet suspended delicately in mid-air. A murmur spread through the classroom softly.
"Off of my desk! You must wear a uniform, it wasn't a question. No more talking back to authority figures, this is your first and only warning. Now sit down." the old man scolded, hastily abandoning his peaceful demeanor. Ai let out a noise that seemed to be halfway between a sigh and a growl. She plodded over to the slick black case and slid it over her shoulder. It was at least as large as it's toter, if not a few sizes larger. The young woman threw her case down on a sturdy oaken desk. Ai splayed her body over it, breathing in the sickly sweet scent that oozed from the crack which allowed her to open it. She silently wondered if she'd left any candy inside, as she would love nothing more than a ball of mochi as her teacher rambled on about literature. Ai would kill to leave behind the annoying duties of daily schooling. She despised anything boring, any notion or feeling that was below par. There was a sharp click as Ai flicked one of the many clamps on her case open. The same straight-toothed, grin danced upon her full ruby lips. Ai slowly put the fastening back into place and chuckled. She didn't dare open it.
Ai slung the case back over her shoulder and stretched out a second time. She fixed her shorts over her powerful thighs and readjusted her shirt so it wasn't too revealing. The young woman went prancing down the pathway to the front of the room with a spring in her step. Her carefully placed pack slammed into a young man's desk. He had hair the same color as her, pointed ears and sharp fangs. His bangs were tied back by a silver barrette so they wouldn't fall into his deep red eyes. Instead of doing the assigned classwork, taking notes, he was busily doodling away in dark blue pen. The writing utensil was flung from his fingers, causing Ai to lean down. She plucked the thin strip of ink and plastic off the cool tiled floor. Ai shoved it in the boy's face happily.
"You dropped this." she nodded.
"Uh... Thanks..." he replied, taking the pen back into his own hands. His fingers pricked up against hers and a stab of pain shot down his arm. His head burst into a throbbing mess, so boisterous and loud it made him nauseous. The scent of sizzling flesh drifted into his nostrils and, upon further inspection, he realized the tips of his fingers had been singed.
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"Hello, tonight we will be welcoming a new exorcist-to-be to our classroom." Yukio pressed his black-rimmed glasses farther up the bridge of his nose. He ushered a young woman with a huge black case on her back inside. "Her name is-"
"Ai! No Q, just an A and an I!" she interjected with a smile.
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