OOC: Applying for one reason, I need to force myself back into rping, and I feel my skills are far too rusty, and Temptd, if your gona run RPA, run it right!! The handbook is empty, and there is no enrollment information!! Even if I had no template, I still had guidelines to help people along. I plan to enroll the way I feel RPA SHOULD do enrollments, this means I am makeing a request to rp my way in. If I am asking too much, tell me, and I'll move elsewhere, and not return to the world of rping. Also note this does NOT mean I have returned, nor will I make any characters for any section.
IC:
Observing a huge building, someone with the appearance of a serious teenage boy makes a quick grunt. With red hair, and angry looking brown eyes, the boy with clothing that seemed to match his hair color, as well. After grabbing the hilt of the sword he had sheathed on his left side, the boy begins his long walk, entering the enrollment office for the first time. The look on his face was filled with disgust as he looked at the lady at the reception desk. He stood there quietly for about 5 minutes. With a quick grunt, and a bulging nerve on his forehead, the lady walks over to him. “How may I help you sir?” The reception lady asks in a kind tone of voice. By this point, the boy was so annoyed; he had to take a deep breath before he could bring himself to answer.
“My name is Jukan Hirokutora; I have come to enroll myself in this academy under orders from above.” Jukan explains. His voice sounded quite rude at that. “So I see, well sir, may I ask what it is you would like to enroll for, any particular classes?” The lady asked with a smile on her face, the smile only seemed to taunt Jukan. “The exact words I was given, was to state I wish to take…grrr…..everything” Jukan said clenching his blade with tremendous force. It would seem that Jukan had to force himself to enroll, his blade would pulsate lightly and Jukan would loosen his grip. “Sorry pal, but you know why I am so…” He whispers to himself. The lady bows, and walks outside the reception desk. “Right this way sir, I’m simply going to have you fill out some paper work, and someone will be with you within a few moments. Thank you!” Says as she hands Jukan a clip board. Jukan sits down and begins reading, checking off the fields he felt he needed the most work in.
“Will you be staying on campus, or be commuting through your local closet?” Jukan reads off the paper. Jukan snickers some, and checks the box that reads staying. He knew he had nowhere else he needed to be, so why fight it? Once he finished. He sat the clip board down, and simply waited for someone to arrive as he was told. Although at this point, it seemed as though Jukan wanted to slice through something rather than sit there and wait.





