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Rp anyone?)

go ahead, bloodrosepelt. c: we already have the first and second years all filled though, so i'd prefer if you had a third or fourth year student ^^

sorry im so poofy guys. its been a long day.
ill reply after everyones got their replies up c:

Rusty Taurus / 18 / male / 3rd year student / blodrosepelt
{ Rusty stands at a good six feet four inches in height and has dark brown eyes which matches his dark brown hair perfectly. Rusty has a pair of of bull horns that protrude from the top of his head. His hair is a bit shaggy and often gets on his eyes so to prevent that he often wears a cowboy hat to kind of keep it in line, well that and he just looks good in it. Rusty often wears a plaid long sleeve shirt with a pair of plan blue jeans and finally a pair of cowboy boots. On the sides of his jeans he has a pair of holster like contraption for his weapons. At times Rusty likes to wear what he calls his lucky gear which is just a pair of leather gloves that belonged to his grandfather.
{ Rusty, for the most part, is a very chill guy but when he is worked up he tends to get more destructive. Rusty is the kind of guy who doesn't really understand the concept of personal boundaries which often gets him in unneeded conflicts. One of Rusty's favorite ways to spend his time is training or reading a good book. Rusty is the kind of man who once he made a promise or deal then he will not rest until he has fulfilled it.
{ His Semblance is called Wild Charge, this semblance gives him a strength bust but in order to get that strength he must go into a berserk mode. Rusty uses a pair of half revolver half hatchet weapons which he named the Long Horns. The Long Horns use dust bullets instead of real ones.

Illya ran a hand down his face, groaning. He was exhausted, and it was no thanks to Anastasiya. He glanced over at his sister beside him through the cracks of his fingers, scowling when she met his gaze. She only grinned in response.

His sister had woken him up early, far earlier than she ever previously had. The sun had barely started to rise from the horizon when she screamed at him in Russian from behind his firmly locked door. He was glad that he took that precaution the night beforehand. He had gotten dressed after laying there for a couple of moments, listening to her seethe and curse in their native language. After getting ready and mentally preparing himself for the busy day that lay ahead for the both of them, he opened his door. Upon unlocking it, he found Anastasiya leaning against the wall, fast asleep.

It had been amusing to see her eyes fly open wide in surprise as he knocked her over. She managed to catch herself, of course, but the look on her face was priceless.

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Catching the glare her brother sent her way, Anastasiya shot him a toothy grin. Overall, she was quite pleased with herself that she had managed to get under his skin. Although.. she did warn him about getting up early to catch the new arrivals. She had wanted to size up the competition, to see if there were any newbies that were worth getting excited over. She wasn't doing this to be judgmental, she just had the biggest desire to see the new Semblances that were littered throughout the world, she just wanted to see the students who had the capabilities to enter their school.

The two of them were currently leaning against the wall of the main foyer, waiting. She had poked Illya in the cheek to wake up him, earning a slap on the hand as a response.

{{ ahh, it's short ;; }}

hello everyone!)

mornin!

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I am doing good.