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мιzuкι cєʟєsтє ғσитαιиє
Elementary VP Telepathy
Mood:Wanting to go inside
Place: At temporary dock
Company: Daniel and Arden

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нιsαкι cʟαudє ғσитαιиє
Elementary Empathy
LALALALA:Mood
LALALALA:Place
LALALALA:Company

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вuт иσт αs мucн αs yσu єитєятαιи us σғ cσuяsє


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                          XXXIt was morning on the day after a long, all night party. He left the party soon after midnight and scampered off to bed. Mostly due to loudness of the party, but he also wanted to wake up earlier than the others the next day. So, despite it being a rather free day through out the morning, already was one of the twins getting out of bed. Mizuki Fontaine, with his afro, carefully walked to the bathroom in order to not disturb his roommate, still sleeping peacefully. There, he got ready and went outside the room.

                          XXXHe went to the first floor and happily found them making breakfast already. They were making breakfast last a little later, until about ten am, so he wasn't quite sure if they would've started it at the normal six am as well. Grabbing his breakfast and taking it to the tv room to eat, enjoying the emptiness. However, the moment he finished eating, he found a few people waking up. He promptly cleaned up and left to start working on the day.

                          XXXHaving arrived early, he had helped a teacher bring out the tables. Though it only involved putting the tables in a cart and having the teacher drive it to the front where he unloaded it. It was mostly the teacher's work, Mizuki having a dislike on physical work and slowly tried to laze on it so that he didn't do much. The teacher had gotten the boxes of handouts by himself as the other vice presidents arrived. Now, he was helping unpack the handouts. Quite slowly, he sighed and mentally wished to be inside again. He hated the outside, especially the dirt which was such a commonplace among the outdoors.

                          XXXHe noticed the papers shift in the wind and quickly ignored it. Though he noticed from the corner of his eye that his fellow vice president, Arden, had started scouring for a rock, he also neglected to show signs that he noticed. He didn't like the idea of searching on the dirty ground for a piece of hard... sand... which was still just as dirty. He lightly kicked the box under the table, a few extra papers in it so that he could restock them when he ran out. Afterwards, he let his mind wonder at the thoughts of his first day. He couldn't exactly remember the whole day. However, he remembered the prank was something along the lines of taping doors of some rooms. He couldn't remember if it was bathrooms or dorm rooms, but he remembered that Hisaki went around and started taping some doors himself as if he wasn't a new student. Of course, after wards, he went and isolated himself while he reflected the students' anger.

                          XXXHe was broken out of his nostalgia but a slight, subtle push from Arden during his search for the perfect piece of junk. Mizuki glanced over at him just in time to see him trip over his own two feet. Slowly giving himself a facepalm, he glanced away as Arden got up and dusted himself, as if he couldn't stand to watch the pitiful clumsiness of his colleague. "Are you alright, Arden?" He flatly asked, now looking at him again. However, glancing at his hurt face, he shifted his weight a little awkwardly and looked at his table.


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The first light of the day spread across his room, seeping from the simplicity of that was the blinds hung over his window, he found the normal attire far from his liking as such he often grew bored having to look upon it day in and day out. Though he he had to wander just what would pushed him to utterly eradicated such things before he simply tossed them out and swapped for something new. Of course what he had at present cause some what a great pleasure as he saw strange spirals and draconian shapes dance across his floor in the tiny room he had taken as his own. Mixed with the wind the dragon shaped blinds were moving wildly which often made him smile. Which in it's self was an oddity for him, he was not one for such a simple outward sign of emotion. He spent most of his time if not scowling at the others he hated the way the others tried to involve him, and tried to get him to join in, honestly he would much just prefer to be left to his own little area of darkness and tranquility away from all of them. Taking lessons where needed and missions when told to. It was the only time he honestly felt as if he could be himself let what lay beneath the surface of his false facade out and stopping putting on his fake smile. Slowly rising from the bed; having grown bored of the shadow patterns that had been made upon his floor; Daerys wandered not for the first time just what he could do on this day that would take away from the boring mediocrity of the others. He found himself in a routine; to start things of he looked towards his dresser the door flinging open and a loose shirt came flying into his now open palm. He flung it on; open over a black vest he was already wearing, even as he stood pulling his usual dark jeans on quickly followed by the same thick steel toe capped boots. Often people thought he would need them for hurting someone until they found out just what his power was; and oh how he loved to use it. He had first come to this school at a very young age his powers having shown themselves even a babe but he was unaware of it, until that fateful day. His eyes turned cold and he pushed the memory down as he slipped a leather bracer of his wrist, absent mindedly brushing fingers along the gems pierced into his flesh. He took the few short steps to his door and headed out into the the school. He found himself coming to this place alot when the school grew empty and were awaiting new students. Perhaps that would be the new source of entertainment for him on this day, to torment the new ones, it would no doubt bring him a small amount of amusement. With a slight smile he headed of in the direction of the port knowing his stuff was already in his new dorm room. He was often shifted around; for one reason or the other, most likely because he hated the people he was situated near, for the most point they all loved the programme they were forced into with this school were as he hated it, often rather vocally, it had also ended up with him hurting his room mates, so perhaps he would be partnered with someone he could get on with though he highly doubted such a thing.

He walked past the dorm rooms knowing he was on the top floor this year, he wandered just how many different rooms he had been moved to; perhaps far to many to even count, though all he knew was that he hadn't really stayed in the lower class dorm rooms for all that long. Perhaps no more than a year in both, but he had been in the senior one for the longest amount of time, such was the control of his powers at his young age. It made him smile now to think of all the others coming to this school with the same powers as he and yet so much weaker it often made him think just how perhaps fortunate he was; though if it could be considered fortunate to be nothing but a pawn to their power hungry government. He sighed softly and put the thoughts from his mind, opening his palm as several large rocks came flying towards him halted in the air above his palm, flying in circling forming intricate patterns even as he walked. He found greater understanding of the world through such patterns; almost as if they held some kind of secret yet to be deciphered by not only him but any one else in the entire world. It was a simple joy and simple pleasure but it was his and no one else's and he would defend it jealously; even if it made no sense to anyone but him. His stomach growled slightly as he pressed on; but he forced it away, not caring to stop for food at this present moment in time; just in case his missed out on the chance to torment the new comers, or maybe he could have fun the VP's who he knew were there to great them. It was clearly a job far beneath their ever so vaunted Presidents, those damn patriotic fools, they knew nothing of the simple joys of unleashing your power for ones own amusement. To wrapped up in kissing the asses of the principal in hope they may proceed in life. Pathetic. It was the only word he could ever truly think for them. He found joy in being overly rebellious towards it all and would happily see it all burn and crumble before him. There was a cruel smile splitting his face now as he thought about the screams of the little fools as they ran from him and any who would join with him in destroying this place and then having free reign of their own lives. Perhaps he would get to enact a deep secret, something he had forever longed for; though more of a curiosity it was always there playing in his mind. With dead eyes he came upon the port looking down to see two VP's there already, he sent his stone flying towards the leaflets that were slowing ruffling in the breeze, smiling as they pierced the pile and duck into the ground beneath. "Oops did i do that, and i was only trying to put the stones on top gently, guess i dont know my own strength" The cruel smile was still on his lips as he crouched upon a wall just above the small makeshift port; looking down upon the pair. He dropped down; bending as he landed before coming up to his full height and approaching the others. "How are he pair of you on this fine morning? How long till the other arrive do you reckon, i cant wait to greet the new students". Though his voice was light, the was clearly something hidden about his words, but then they should know him well enough as it is.






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The alarm clock didn’t get another tone out before it was silenced. Phoebe lifted her head up from where it was buried in her pillow and blinked at her alarm clock. She slid her hand from the thing and rubbed her eyes, yawing. Groping for her glasses on the nightstand next to her bed, she pulled herself into a sitting position, facing the headboard of her bed. Hand met cold plastic; glasses found. She shoved them on and turned in her bed, blinking sleepily around the room. On her side, everything was neatly arranged, except for the clothes she wore last night. They lay in a crumpled heap at the foot of her bed where she had undressed and fell on her bed. She yawned once more, a hand coming up automatically to cover her mouth. She sighed and stretched her arms over her head, elbows and shoulders popping. She let her arms drop and uncovered herself with a swift motion, exposing her nearly nude body to the cold air in the room. A shiver ran down her spine, as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood. She paused, as she remembered why she had set her alarm clock and why she was so tired. New students would be arriving today. That one thought was enough to get her giddy. She wasn’t much into the pranks that they played on the new students, but she was still excited to see new faces and help out.

With that in mind, Phoebe quickly dressed in a fresh school uniform and readied herself for an interesting day. She made sure to slip on a pair of gloves with ribbon ties; she was in control of her powers now, but she didn’t want to take any chances with all of the new students. She also felt a little more secure with the gloves, as she had only recently mastered not getting flashes every time she touched something or someone. She was giddy with excitement, as she slipped a small messenger bag on and exited her dorm room. She kept a hand on the bag, feeling the brand new journal contained within. She couldn’t wait to start filling it with what happened today. She headed to the cafeteria first to get breakfast, as breakfast is the most important meal of the day. She ate breakfast quickly and then headed outside towards where the temporary dock had been set up. She wanted to get a glimpse of the new students and see if anyone needed some help with setting up the tables and such for the newcomers.

The girl neared the docks and noted quickly all who were present. To her great luck, all of the ones present were male. She slowed her gait a bit and cautiously neared them. Even though she wasn’t an empath, she could still feel the tension in the air. She backed away slightly from the group, hoping not to have been seen. She did not want to get involved in a conflict this early in the morning, especially one that did not involve her. The girl, despite wanting to see the new students arrive, turned and started back towards the school. She would go see if anyone else was already awake and not itching for some sort of conflict.

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                                    Light footsteps padded from one side to another, getting last minute packing done early in the morning, actually it was so early her alarm still had an hour left before it even blared to life. But even so the owner of the running feet was up and about, that's when an elderly women stood outside the open bedroom door and let out a sigh "Jun, give it a rest, you don't even have a dorm room yet. If you don't start getting yourself ready you'll really be late. Go on get yourself ready, I'll finish the packing." at that the small girl stopped her pacing and turned to the elderly women and smiled brightly as she gave a swift bow " Thank you, Grandma~. " she called over as she ran to the bathroom to start the daily morning routine; once the door was shut she started to strip from her pajamas and undergarments as she turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature and once it was pleasant enough she quickly jumped in.

                                    The shower lasted about fifteen minutes tops, as she was already in her uniform an brushing her teeth as a small knock came from the door, she quickly rinsed and but her toothbrush and toothpaste in a small doggy bag so she could also pack it up as she skipped to the door and opened it to see her grandmother there with a smile, and also a small metal bracelet in her small hands " Oh? What's that?. " she asked and her grandmother grabbed her wrist and placed the bracelet on her small wrist, the silver chain bracelet had little small charms on it and actually caught the light in them "Your mother wanted me to give it to you when you left the house. . .she always wanted you to have this. . .she bought a charm for each month she had you. . .Be careful out there." Jun smiled sadly and hugged her grandmother tightly and kissed the women cheek lightly, as she went back into the bathroom and put her hair up in two bun-ponytails as she grabbed her school bag and smiled and waved at her grandmother " I'll be back for my things later! Bye grandmother! " she said as she ran out of the old japanese style house and out the wooden gates grabbing her school shoes on the way out as she quickly put them on and went on running down the streets.

                                    It took a while to get to the school grounds, more then she had thought at first but she still had gotten there ahead of normal time which meant that she could look around the school grounds, so she wouldn't get lost, because everyone knows how embarrassing that can be. As she walked forward she looked from left to right in amazement at the academy she was in and was real happy to be there now. That's when her power kicked in, she could hear other talking. . .all males off about twenty five feet from her, to her left, they just seemed to be casually talking like they have known each other some time. Which meant they knew their way around the grounds and just maybe she could get their help. So without hesitation she spun on her heel and followed her senses to the voices and after a bit she found the group and she was right they were all males, and she remembered how she wasn't so great talking to them, as she stood about ten feet from the group she debated on whether to turn around now and take chances of getting lost while exploring or actually asking one of them to show her around.



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              A blue haired girl looked up at the sky which was starting to glow brighter and brighter. She couldn’t sleep for the night thus she snuck up to the roof and spent her night staring at the stars. She knew she wasn’t supposed to but somehow, she got away with it. Well of course she could get away with it; nobody ever notices her. She enjoyed the night breeze actually. It was the first day of spring which makes the night slightly colder than she would have expected. The good thing was Kara brought a jacket … and her sketchbook. She felt like drawing the night sky for a moment. She took out a piece of cloth and laid it on the floor for her to sit on. She spent the rest of the night sketching the sky which is by now almost a bright light blue color. She glanced at her watch to check the time. She was already dressed for the day anyways and can just stuff everything she has in her side bag. Karamelle stood up from where she was and packed everything into her bag; it was time for breakfast.

              Kara spent her mornings as usual, lurking in the corners. She ate her breakfast alone at the lunch room…as usual. Normally the only person that actually notices her existence is her sister, Linda. She doesn’t really mind it though, it’s more like she’s used to it. She never had the chance to meet others through being roommates either because her roommate was her sister. The dark corners…is where I dwell she thought to herself. Her long hair dangled down as usually and her head was tilted down so her bangs would cover her eyes. She looked more like a ghost to be exact. Time passed as she finished her breakfast and just wandered around the school campus. She usually just walked around the campus when she was bored. New students were coming today…well she wasn’t all that excited about it. Kara never cared about new students. They never notice her anyways…well most of them.

              As afternoon arrived, the blue haired girl made her way to the “docking” area. There were people starting to arrive already. She leaned against a nearby post and just looked around. There was one person that caught her eye…a new student trying to go off alone. Reluctantly, Kara made her way over to the other girl. ”Um…you…shouldn’t go off…alone…” she said in a soft voice. She wasn’t a president or a vice president thus knowing she didn’t exactly have the rights to instruct new comers but this was needed to be said right? The junior bit her lips slightly out of nervousness. And…she can’t even see me maybe? There was this awkward silence that was making her uncomfortable. ”…Just…saying…” she finally added at the end. Indeed it was awkward, especially for her. I should of just pretended…I didn’t see her… she murmured to herself while thinking how much of an idiot she is to get herself in such situation.

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It was quiet in the lengthy corridors of the prestigious academy, students having fled outwards in infectious excitement for the year's latest addition to the student body. Few were immune to the anticipation that many felt for the arrivals--either due to their part in the traditional school prank pulled on inexperienced and vulnerable bait or because that which was strange and unfamiliar and distinctly new was always seen as something refreshing to look forward to--but Hush felt nothing short of indifference. Of course, she was vaguely grateful, in a way, for the calm left behind in the wake of the general departure. It left her to a kind of meditation, a preparation for what was promised with the arrival of new psychic children. In any case, it meant a stranger would again share the same living space as she did in the time it took them to advance from level one. The girl she'd been paired with last year had obviously met the expectations required to pass her exam where as Hush simply...hadn't. She hadn't even been close. Grimacing with a frustration that was entirely focused on one's self, she wrung her hands together and fumbled with the bracelet around her wrist enough to aggravate the skin.

Hush had received a letter from her mother today, enclosed with a scarce amount of dollars and a drawing belonging to the hand of her younger sister, and she'd skimmed over the contents before shoving the papers a little too aggressively under her pillow. Her mother had been miraculously qualified for some type of secretary job apparently, which she was now working as. Her nine year old sister was running to be leader of an assortment of school clubs and the younger had begun to dip into the creative arts, impressing her teachers enough to enter some of her works into elementary contests. And Hush was missing all of it. She frowned for a passing second, glaring at the wall as if she had a vendetta against the bare plaster of her dorm. Of course, she didn't--but she felt the need to concentrate all her anger at something in the privacy of her room and the wall was the unfortunate victim. In her peripheral vision, she caught the lamp on the desk beside her bed shaking as it lifted from its placement on the wood and she sighed. No, she refused to break something the day another student would be joining her in this room. Counting to ten, closing her eyes, the lamp slowly settled once more on the desk as Hush calmed herself.

After a moment, Hush finally blinked her eyes open once more, gray-blue moons scanning the room for any damage and becoming crescents as, once she concluded there was none, Hush smiled to herself proudly. Deciding that, perhaps, the calm she'd been so gracious of wasn't the best atmosphere when her thoughts were giving way to unwanted emotions, Hush slid away from her bed and out into the noiseless hallways. She supposed the dock, temporarily set up in wait of the ships, would now be standing and reliable enough to support the weight of hundreds that were soon to attend the academy. She also supposed the library, her residential and frequent retreat, would not be accessible until the events of the day died down. With a disappointed huff, she pursed her lips and started in the direction that would lead her to the dock. She could always observe from afar, a good enough reprieve from the thoughts dancing, pushing, and knocking against the walls of her brain.

The docks being a ways away, Hush took advantage of her walk, slow-paced and patient, to ready herself for the crowd she assumed would be gathered there. Of course, when the sight of the docks--and the group of peers she correctly guessed would be mingling around them--came into view, she curled her fists and fought the urge to turn around. Her gaze drifted longingly towards the direction of the greenhouses and agriculture building. Looking back at the docks, she ran through a small list of actions she could take: maybe she could move just a little closer and watch, where there was no pressure to engage in interaction with others, or maybe she could stand at a distance so she was near the ocean but not the people...

Ultimately, she decided to just stand there. And look really uncertain, awkward, and slightly confused.


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                                      " Oh, ew. Gross. Disgusting. That's so vile. " Those were only some of the curses flying from the Tonnerre's mouth at super-speed and spat at the mirror. Karie had quite the extensive vocabulary for a 17-year old, and at that very moment, she was quite happy to flaunt as many synonyms as needed to voice her absolute distaste at the sight before her. Or not very happy, rather, given the evil glare etched on her face that she could pretty much burn a hole through her own reflection. If only she had been gifted with laser vision ... Then she really could break the damn thing before the reflection burned her own eyes out. But no, as a powerful Psychic user, she got landed with something else. Just too bad she couldn't use that 'something else' to tear the hideous thing into pieces.

                                      WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WERE THEY EXPECTING HER TO WEAR ANYWAY ? Clawed fingers savagely pulled at the flowing, flitting "THING". A skirt. No, a dress. They wanted her to wear a DRESS .. and it wasn't even officially the first day of school either. Those damn Prefects, thinking they could tell whoever what had to be done. 'Set a good example for the new students. Follow the rules. Be one big, happy family.' Their annoying, robotic voices kept interrupting her thoughts. " Oh, screw it ," she growled, ripping off the clothing so quickly and violently that it actually DID tear underneath the sleeves. The girl stopped, glaring at the new hole she had just made, as if it was entirely the dress's fault. Which it was, really. " Tch ."
                                      Dammit. There went another wasted dress. She'd have to "ask" Camilla to fix it for her later. That is, if she even EVER ended up wearing the abominable thing again before she left this wretched place. Stupid rules. As if they're going to torture this Karie Tonnerre anymore. She was still seething as she threw the now-torn uniform onto the bed, and pulled on the male uniform. Normally, no one kept two uniforms. Especially, none of the girls in the dorm, but for Karie, it was necessary. No, wait, it was mandatory that she had at least one or several male uniforms stashed away in her closet. Her sanity depended on it.

                                      Ah, that's better. Much, much better. Stretching her limbs for a bit, she exited her dorm room; all too happy about the change in clothes. It'd be a miracle if she didn't get stopped on her way out since she was wearing the incorrect uniform (again) that the Senior President and Vice President had "oh-so-strictly-enforced". Buuuuutt it wasn't as if this was the first time it had happened. Goodness knows how many times she had been told off the last couple of years for destroying the girl's uniform in violent fits of rage, that eventually, they - all of them - eventually allowed her to switch to the male's uniform. It wasn't her fault that they made the damn thing so uncomfortable. And extremely ridiculous.

                                      Now, where to? The docks? Or to go and find those stiff-necks and annoy them for kicks? Tough decision, she had to admit. But, it sure sounded nice to take a walk along the shoreline and feel the breeze. Karie wasn't much of a social person, paining only to talk to disagree, or to tell some annoying little kid to shut up before her ears bled. But most people tended to stay away if they weren't on her Level, or already wetting their pants when she was within a 5 meter radius. The fellow Rebels fared marginally better, knowing better to tread cautiously then to incur her torrential mood-swings. No wanted to mess with the Tonnerre. To do so guaranteed you an early premature burial, and rest assured, she would definitely remember to skip out on your funeral.





                                Where am I? Well, wouldn't you like to know . . . On the way to the 'docks'
                                Who I'm with, is none of your business ... Talking to herself. In her head.
                                Get out of my head you t**t ... Might as well go on a walk. Messing around with the newbies sounds kind of fun.

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                            Her eyes blinked at the ship she was to board. She still couldn’t believe that she was going back to that place…the place where she was once bullied and kicked out; the place where she murdered people. With a soft nod at herself, she paced up the steps and boarded the ship. She stayed away from the others for a moment. She wondered if any of them will still remember her. Impossible…it’s been six years already… She had confidence in herself. A soft breeze blew against her cheek. She could feel it. Her left arm is still numb but her face was perfectly undamaged. She couldn’t help but let out a gentle smile. She watched silently as the ship neared the docking area. She had her luggage right beside her and also her pet snake, Ikka. Eh…I guess…it’s time to face everyone…no they won’t remember me. Yes…they won’t remember me.

                            As the ship stopped, Cheriann made her way over down the steps towards campus. She took a big jump and shouted, ”ALOHA~!” It totally did make her look weird. Yes, she can totally feel the eyes staring at her but she didn’t care. Ikka slithered her was around Cheri’s neck, appearing as a scarf. She jumped over to the group of boys. A grin went across her face. ”Eh? What’s this gathering about?” she asked curiously. Her eyes contained that slightest sparkle of excitement. She hoped it was something interesting…hoped. For a moment she thought if she shouldn’t just barge in like that. Ah? Who cares? The blonde girl just wanted to see their reaction and wondered if any of them will point her out as ’Cheriann Kira the snake girl who murdered people’ or something related to that. She hoped not. ”Ah! I haven’t introduced myself haven’t I? Cheriann Kira here~ You may just call me Cheri or Cherry…either works,” she smiled. She was kind of tall for her age as well so she was about the same height as the others. The metal piece in her spine somehow allowed her to grow slightly taller than normal. Well…technically she is a senior but then it was also her supposedly ‘first year’. Her excuse would be she transferred from another school but the truth isn’t so. They don’t need to know… she told herself. With a smile, Cheri waited for a reply from either of the boys. They think I’m weird perhaps?



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                                            "Daniel?" A blonde boy looked back at the voice that called his name. "Shouldn't you be waking up soon? The new comers are coming today." The voice came from a female with long golden blonde hair.

                                            Daniel smiled, "It'll be fine, besides we could go see them right now." He offered, however the female wasn't buying it.

                                            "You know what I mean." She said softly. Of course the young male knew what she meant. She wanted him to go to the docks in person.


                                            "Chwaer... You know I'm no good with dealing with people. You can go in my stead."

                                            "Stop making excuses." The female scolded him. "Despite how much I borrow your body it is yours. We both know you can't keep depending on me. Now go out there and be strong. You know I'll be right beside you." She smiled before the world turned back.

                                            Golden-brown eyes opened as the boy slowly began to wake. He sat up and stretched from the chair. His eyes scanned the papers he had fallen asleep on making sure that there were no marks of any kind to them. When satisfied that there were none he organized them and placed them in a stack before transferring them to a briefcase. These weren't his papers anyway, so he needed to return them. He quickly got ready and changed, but as he was on his way out the door he paused. 'Should I really go down there?' He thought then received a mental shove from one person he knew best, his sister. "Alright I'll go, but can I at least get the president?" He asked out loud. When he heard nor felt anything he took that as a yes.

                                            The Junior Vice President took out his cell phone and texted the Junior President. 'Hey President, I woke up late from doing paperwork all night. I'll be getting down to the docks soon. Hope to see you there.' With that done Daniel put his phone away and headed out the door.

                                            Daniel knew he was late and he knew he should hurry, but he wasn't one to rush. That was one thing about the blonde male. No matter what was going on the teen never rushed, he was always patient, always calm. As he traveled his golden eyes set upon a familiar figure. A female figure who refused to wear the female uniform. Daniel wished his sister was the same in that aspect. He caught up with her with out making it seem he really tried. "Good morning, Miss Tonnere. I see the dress lost today." He said giving a small smile.

                                            Of course he didn't know exactly how badly the dress had lost, but she wasn't wearing it so it obviously lost. Daniel knew that she was a fellow rebel, but he didn't broadcast his position, his sister did. Due to such there were quiet a few Rebels who knew about how Daniel and Danielle shared the same body.




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                          XXXAs a rock pierced the papers, Mizuki glanced up to see the rebellious green haired man. Even if he wasn't famous, Mizuki would've known right away he was bad news. He shook his head with a sigh, picking up a few papers that were disturbed from their spot after the impact. "Perhaps I should discuss for you to move back to elementary? If you do not even comprehend the little power you have." He quietly mumbled, too quiet a person to speak out even though he wasn't shy. His voice was perhaps too friendly for Mizuki to take it genuine, and he gave him a look, his chin raised in a little of a snotty manner towards the fellow. "If we're lucky, they will walk over you without noticing. Then you could meet them up close and personal." He sarcastically told him as he bent below the table to get papers to replace the ones on the table.

                          XXX"Would you make yourself useful and clean up your mess. Seeing as how it's such an accident. Isn't that right?" He told him, picking up the ruined papers and holding them out with one of his hands, the other he placed against the table to lean against. However, he felt himself tense up, the dreadful feeling when danger was near. However, the only one who made 'itself' known was a certain blonde, who happily greeted them. "Keh." He frowned a little and glanced away. "And it's the worst species as well. Really. So hyper for absolutely no reason. Call you Cheri or Cherry? How about I don't call you?" He angrily thought, running his hand through his hair in his needless, sexist frustration before glancing at little at the one who introduced herself as Cheriann. Putting on his defense, he ignored her and pretended to be busy with his current problem.



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                  "Get out" a loud booming voice called from the driver's seat of the car. The voice belonged to one of the government's men that had gotten stuck transporting the Level Two. "Aw, And We Were Have So Much Fun, Un" he spoke with a sly smile. It was a long drive and he had constantly was bugging the man by asking "Are We There Yet, Un?". Getting out of the car, he grabbed his bags covered in pictures with his friends in the service. "Bye Bye Un!~" he waved before heading to the "docks". He noticed a few girls staring at him, he missed it so much. Winking at them, he continued to walk to the docks. Looking at the new students, he saw no familiar faces at the time being. Getting on the ship, he looked at the school. It didn't look anything different from the time he had left. It still stood there in all it's Government glory.

                  When they docked, he heaved a sigh before getting off the ship. He was already told where he was to sleep, but not who his roommate was. If they new well they would put him with a fellow rebel if they didn't want to have to send him away again. He simply passed by the vps without a word as he went to the dorm room, such a nicer place that a tent. He dropped his things on the ground next to the bed with a slight sigh. Now that he was back, who would remember him? Already tired her took off his shirt since he was damned sure that his roomy was the same gender as him, the damned school had Boy's Dorms and Girl's Dorms. Exposing his toned cheast that he had gotten from war, she walked over to the bed. All he wanted to do was sleep forever, but that wasn't going to happen.



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                                      It was warm out, and although there were a few patchwork of clouds in the sky, the sun was still shining as brightly as ever. Most people would call that a nice day, but for Karie, it was relatively 'alright', she supposed. It could be nicer, what with a nice glaring cloud cover and the distant rumbling of thunder to set the perfect mood. Dark, dim grey skies with some violent thunder and lightning action crashing overhead; now THAT would be a good show. It would clear some of her boredom, at the very least, watching the fireworks blow up the sky whilst students and teachers ran around screaming their frail little pinheads off for cover. Yes, that would be absolutely hilarious. Now if only one of those petty Patriots she so truly hated got fried by a splendid 300-volt bolt ... It'd be party. She could imagine it now-- "Good morning, Miss Tonnerre. I see the dress lost today."

                                      "Heh, guess you could say that," she replied to the one who had so daringly decided to join her on her walk. "Willing to bet how long it'll take for the Pres or Vice-Pres to yell at me again?" She grinned, that snarky attitude of hers sparking to life. It was only the start of a new school year; but hey, having another manical chase-around-the-campus sounded like a BRILLIANT warm-up exercise on such a morning.

                                      She didn't need to turn her head to look at him, she already knew who it was. Daniel Dabarbarak, highly-esteemed Vice President of the Junior section. Lo and behold, when she did throw a glance at the little 'kid' who was suddenly walking beside her, there was that spiky cactus-like hair. Vivid, flaring and ... everywhere. Karie stifled a snort. "Got a bit of bed-hair going there, eh, VP?" As if to prove that what she was saying was indeed true, she pulled at a blonde tuft that was jutting out at a particularly awkward angle at the back. "What is this? Sleeping in on the job already, and it's only the first day," she joked, proceeding to ruffle his hair into a somewhat more decent fashion with both hands.

                                      She knew that she had slept in, but that was on purpose. It wasn't like she wanted to wake up that damn early to greet people she most likely, most definitely, wouldn't even like. The majority of the island kept their careful distance anyway, so why would this sappy bunch be any different? That's what they were usually like. Stuck-up, spoilt pigs kissing the boots to the higher-ups and the teachers. It irritated her. Heck, if anyone wanted to kiss her feet, they would no doubt get smashed in the face before being delivered another hefty and extremely painful punch in the nether regions. And that was JUST for starters. Seeing the VP late, however, was another story.

                                      Normally, Karie would never be so 'kind' to another student. The teasing and the taunting were actually probably the most 'kind' actions you would ever get out of her. If you got off with a cold remark, one would consider themselves lucky that nothing else besides their self-esteem was permanently damaged. But to the Rebels, she was slightly different. Only slightly, but it was much better than how she usually treated those who were not in her good graces. Daniel, for example, were one of those she considered on a mutual stance. He had the decency to have manners and etiquette, there was that. Others weren't as respectful. She was a Rebel, why did they need to use manners and call her by name? That's how they usually thought anyway. And the answer? Because I'll have you stripped down to your underwear, wearing nothing but your expensive silky boxers, flipped upside-down on your head, and buried alive. Normally you would think that her death-and-doom aura would give them the incentive to run away, but like the sheep they were .. being led by the nose by the 'Government', they were so thick. headed.

                                      In Daniel's case, it wasn't a matter of dislike or like. The names under the 'dislike' column ran several kilometres long anyway, while the 'likes' were only a few lines at best. He was just one of those people whom she tended to keep a careful eye out for. Sure, he was a level below her and kept to a completely different section, but that also meant that he, as well as any other Rebel in the lower levels, were 'easy-pickings' for the higher Patriots. Most of them, in which she had no qualms in giving a good bruising or two either.

                                      "If the Pres is giving you trouble, just tell me," the raven-haired said matter-of-factly. "I'll deal with him." She smiled inside at that. Nothing pleased her more than to get into a bit of a tousle. Sure on the outside, Karie looked apathetic, but on the inside, there was a violent urge to just rip loose.

                                      The Tonnerre tended to give off a strong indifferent air about anyone and everything around her, but despite the facade of boredom that normally held her composure, she paid particular attention to these sort of things. Injustice. That was something she definitely did not, could not, tolerate. And if these Patriots thought they could push the Rebels around just as pleased, well ... they'd have to deal with her then, wouldn't they? It was something that had to occur every-so-often; pulling on the gloves and roughing up those damn Patriots. Hit them where it hurt most, and hitting them hard. 'Spring cleaning', that's what she called it. Figures, it was currently Spring. Oh, the irony.






                                Where am I? Well, wouldn't you like to know . . . Nearly to the docks (finally)
                                Who I'm with, is none of your business ... Daniel, junior VP
                                Get out of my head you t**t ... What is with that bed-hair? Late night again? Those Patriots better not be giving you a hard time.

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                              XXXCamilla was slightly stirred at the ripped clothing teared in her room. Though she opened her eyes, she quickly went to sleep. However, she was then awoken only a few minutes later, just promptly after her roommate had left. It was quickly afterwards when she quickly jumped out of bed. "GOAL FOR TODAY! WAKE UP BEFORE EVERYONE ELSE!" She shouted before startling herself and glancing over her shoulder. "Ah... AWwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Goal ruined! Beaten by my roommate!" She glared, mumbling a few vile curses under her breath. However, she quickly resolved her new goal to prank the most newcomers. Enthusiastic for her new competition, she dashed to get dressed in the plain dresses. However, she added her own touch, a black leather belt with a sparkling pure silver buckle in a rectangular shape.

                              XXXShe admired herself in the mirror, checking out her new belt, "I knew it. Nothing can beat mama's designs. Even her belts can turn this dress into something fit for someone as epic and io!" She grinned, proud of herself. However, she quickly took off, locking the door behind her and ran down the dorm hallways. "OH! OH! I KNOW! I should get a warm up on my ninja skills before I go kick some newbie a**!" She squealed with delight as she came down the dorm stairs.

                              XXXOutside, she covered her face from the natural light."Alright, perfect!" She happily yelled. "Should I go to the docks? Or maybe just postpone it." She thought, doing several excerices. Reaching for her feet, she suddenly smiled to herself happily. "Oh! I know!" She happily marched to a tree and removed her shoes and socks. She hoisted herself up into the tree and proceeded to climb higher. "Perfect day. No school, no bother!" She chimed, promptly going back to the lower branch and swinging her feet in peacefull bliss.




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