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Yumi smiled as Hanai walked towards the nurses office. He had a slight limp, but she wasn't worried about it. She just wanted to see if his mind was easy or not. It was easy. That made her happy, if he was bugging her, he could be hungry even if he just finished eating or something like that.

Thinking about food, she realized she was hungry. Which way was the cafeteria? She didn't remember. She walked towards the school again, but went to the doors instead of a window, there might have been a map.


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Hanai limped slowly onwards to the nurses office. He found it after about four minutes. We walked in and by this time his blue pants were stained red. He didn't seem to get the nurses attention right away so he called out, "Hello?"

The nurse spun around, "Oh my," She said motioning for him to sit on the examination table. "How did you do that?" She asked Hanai has she stuck a thermometer in his mouth.

Hanai tried to talk with the thermometer in his mouth but it came out slured, "I didn't ceatch a fevor, i fell out off a tree." He said reaching to take the thermometer out. The nurse slapped his hadn and shook her head.

"Nekos always land on there feet, so you must be sick." She explained.
Huge, black-feathered cream wings beat slowly, keeping Emilie meters above the top of the building. Her storm-colored eyes flickered about, taking everything in from the architecture to the files of faceless students pouring into the building. A new semester, a new place, new people, new life... all were simply nothing to her... or so she wanted to believe. She closed her eyes then took a deep breath, lips tenderly parted in hoping she would get used to this place and its various scents and such. Slowly, she began to descend, one hand clutching her skirt to keep it from flying up on her. The last few feet she snapped her wings shut and plunged, landing on her right knee and left foot. Carefully rising, she brushed off herself, shook her wings, causing them to vanish, and ignored the staring students; they were merely faceless creatures.

On bare feet she entered the school and glanced about, her right hand clutching an over-sized travel bag and her left holding various school papers. Glancing once at which dorm she was to be in, she set off, up the grand staircase, and to the dorms. Nonchalantly she passed by each dorm. One, two, three... four... Thirteen. She stared at the gilded numbers that anointed the carved door. Thirteen....

She set down her pack and knocked on the door three times, the sound muffled by her white kid-skin gloves. No answer came, so she went in. There were three beds, one by the window, and ones at opposite walls. Already one side of the room had been made up with various belongings. Perfect, she would have a room-mate. And male, from the look of it. How... positively enthralling.

She went to the bed opposite of the one already made and set her pack on top of it. With a flick of her wrist, it opened and she set to the menial task of putting everything away.

((if you don't like me, then just slap me ^^;; ))
((looks at all the pages he missed. gonk sweatdrop ))

"So, you're a vampire-angel? I've never seen that before. Do you v'want to suck my blooooood? Heh, just kidding." Ben starts fiddling with some white and black balls that he created in his hands. He starts to juggle them. "So, what dorm are you in?"
With her loose belongings stored away, Emilie drew out her battered violin case and laid it carefully to the side, her lips pressed tight together so she seemed almost strained. The now empty pack she stored beneath her bed, out of sight and out of mind. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling dramatically, and unclasped the silver locks to her violin case. Inside sat her gleaming instrument. So it shined because she often spent hours rubbing finish into it with a silken cloth until it gleamed even in the faintest moonlight.

She took the delicate instrument out from the plush, velvet lining and held it up to her shoulder, her chin on the chin rest and her left fingers holding the neck like some delicate porcelain doll. With her right hand, she raised her bow and brought it down lightly on each of the strings, they, in turn, sounded pure and true. Peace drifted across her face and she began playing a soft, melancholy tune that rose and fell in gentle waves, steadily growing louder and louder until the song floated through the crack in the dorm door and down the hall.

There was a sudden noise, like a crash, and the song ended with a non-too subtle screech. "Hello?" she called, her storm eyes wide, "who's there?"
Sam finally woke from his long night. He quickly shower and got dressed. Excited for what new adventures he would have to day. He picked up Mew and placed her on his shoulder. Mew yawn quietly. Sam smiled and walked down the hall ready for breakfast. He hoped to meet someone new.
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June walked into her new school as usual her hair covering her ears, she was looking around a little nervous
kaia walk in to the school goes to dorm 4 and unpack.walks out to the garden and start to draw.
As Sam was walking Around aimlessly, he walked into a beautiful place, he soon realized it was a garden. He felt stupid. He laughed to himself. He walked around the garden and soon found a girl drawling. He sat across from her and began reading
Emilie laid her bow and violin back in their case and walked out of her dorm. She glanced about, looking for the source of the crash, but there was no one right by her door. Instead there were a couple of girls walking into dorms, one leaving--to go to the gardens--and Emilie gently blinked. "Try to mingle" her adopted mother had said to her before she had left. Mingle... the word was strange to her, but, ah well, she should at least try, correct? So, with her heart leaping into her throat, she walked down the hallway and tried finding out where the gardens were. Eventually she found them and there sat a girl on an ornate bench. Like some statue, Emilie observed her and the gentle way her hands fiddled with the pencil. Sitting across from her was a boy who held open a book and aimlessly read from it.
see and boy reading hi.put up drawing pad trying to hide her drawing.
Sam looked up. "Hello." Sam said with a greeting smile. "I see your drawling." He tries to peek over her arms. "It looks great." He said. Looking around the garden he saw many rare flowers. "What are you drawling?"
you really think my drawings are good?i just drawing all the poeple i meet and all the happy famliys and things like that.
"Its really good." Sam said. "Are you taking art?" He said picking up Mew and setting her on his lap. "Try to draw this cute little thing." Sam said smiling. "It's so nice out!" Sam said. He thought back to the streets. Its good to be here he thought.
Emilie bit her lip. Was this kind of small talk mingling? Should she join? It would be quite awkward for the Angel if she were just to interrupt. She leaned forward a little, peering hard over the flower bushes. If only she were to grow the backbone needed... Suddenly she found herself surging forward through the bushes and crashing right over onto the other side.

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