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According to the bible, there are seven archangels? *The tall, skinny woman pasted back and forth in front of the room. You can tell that she was in her forties by the type of clothes she wore. Which were, a gray knee length skirt, a white top with a gray sweater. Her hair was put up in a bun. Which was falling apart as she moved around the room.* Does anyone know who they are? *she carefully looked up to see if any hands were being raised. As usual there were no hands at all. She sighs and puts her hand upon her forehead.*

*The room itself was a large classroom. It was lighted by the bright light coming in from the tall windows that layed upon the right side of the wall. In the front of the classroom was a very large chalk board and dangling from it was one of those white screens. That are used for showing pictures that came from the projector. Written upon the right side of the board was the name "Mrs. Turnberry."*

*In an annoyed tone* This is a discussion. There are no wrong answers!

*There are about one hundred and fifty desks. Only thirty of them were being filled by students*

(I want this RP to be open but at the same time there has to be some sort of a plot. I came up with the idea when I was watching the history channel. They were talking about Lucifer and the first war in heaven.)

PLOT: The war still continues between heaven and hell. As earth is stuck in the middle of it. (Like I said, I do not wish for anyone to give away what their character race is because it is up to everyone to figure out eachother. If they are foe or ally! I think it would be a lot more fun that way.)

*raises her hand and awaits patiently for the teacher to call upon her. As she waits, she twirls her dirty blonde hair with her index finger. She is wearing the school's uniform. Which consist of a white shirt with a black tie and a indigo, plaid, knee length skirt. She begins to tap her black casual shoes upon the floor.*

Shiroi listened to the teacher go on, sighing, leaning his cheek into his hand and pouting softly, idly toying with his own long, cranberry-and-grape-influenced locks, icy blue irises travelling from watching the way his interesting and unique hair rested on the front of his uniform jacket--the standard male uniform for the school being a cream-coloured jacket bearing the school's crest, black pants, and a white shirt. The black tie was also required, but he seldom wore it, just as he seldom actually buttoned his jacket up--to a random course of wandering their gaze about the classroom. They found a spot on the wall, and he stared at the spot, musing that the misshapen, unintentional shape reminded him of the silhouette of a wheelbarrow that they had outside in the farm his family had owned in Osaka. As he sat remembering, his mental mutterings and prodding at memory drowned out the sound of the teacher.
He completely spaced out.

Shiroi was not in the same grade as the rest of the students in that class. he was a year younger--the remedial course he had been placed in with the rest of his year had been nowhere near challenging for the scholar, who was in mostly senior year courses.

*smiles warmly* The seven archangels have different names in each testament. In a way, no one truly knows their real names. *her gray eyes soon stray away. Focusing now on Shiroi*

That is true. *seems annoyed* According to the Christian Gnostics. The seven archangels are Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, Barachiel, Seatiel, and Jehudiel. If you can open your books on Angelology to Chapter twelve. You can begin to read about the seven Archangels. *notices Aidriel not paying much attention*

Aidriel since you are so interested in Shiroi. Why don't you go sit with him and give him a hand with the assignment. *Has this evil glare in her green eyes*


*Blushes as she stands up and walks over to Shiroi. She sits next to him but is very nervous. She pulls out her book but drops it.*


* Mrs. Turnberry smirks*