☸Timeless Memories☸(O/A)

Since we have several random poll pokers but no new members, why are people voting exactly?

Because I can!	43.8%	[ 7 ]
To try and bog down actual votes[doesn't work that way but w/e]	0.0%	[ 0 ]
I'm not sure about joining but like giving out my opinion	25.0%	[ 4 ]
I will join..eventually	12.5%	[ 2 ]
I told you I'm just gold hunting, don't mind me~!	18.8%	[ 3 ]
Total Votes:			[ 16 ]

[KittenP-PM]

Every Meeting is precious and meeting again never certain...
..So always get a name..

Minoko had sunk back into the rhythm of taking notes when the sound of the classroom door opening and an unfamiliar person entered and introduced themselves. She took note of the name. She knew there were supposed to be several incoming students thanks to the student council. The teacher acknowledged him and told him to find an empty seat. She put her focus back to her notes, finishing up what she hadn't copied in the small lull made by the new students entry.

She was a little surprised to have a new face enter the school in the midst of second period. Once she had finished her notes and the teacher seemed to have finally finished the days lecture with a pointed emphasis that they should use what remained of class to study. She could almost feel a heated glare in her direction too, but it passed as quickly as she felt it. She ran over her notes, including the added and well emphasized note on the word she had failed to come up with before sneaking her sketchbook in behind her notebook and working on another character sketch.

This one would be a fantasy character. A rogue princess perhaps. Someone who was far more graceful than herself and certainly would show that teacher how little she knew about foreign tongues with her copious knowledge of Latin and mythical script that the teacher could only dream of grasping. She fought with the urge to laugh again. She didn't need a second embarrassment in one classroom.

...something to cement a fragment of existence as acquaintance or friend..

[-Souless_Puppet_Dog-]

In the beginning, I tried to warn you
You play with fire, its gonna burn you
And here we are now, same situation,
You never listen, I never listen

Asher payed attention to the new student for as long as it took to take in the guy's name before the teacher once more got into her lecture. She finished not long after and told them the rest of class was free-time, though heavily advised studying. Asher pretended to study for a little while before falling asleep behind his notebook. He was going to get more of a nap. Besides, he had study hall for any actual studying.

Noah had holed himself up in the student council room, going through copies of club applications. The student council needed to keep records so they knew who they could entrust with documents for specific clubs. He knew his grandfather would lecture him for skipping class, but he rather menial student council duties over tedious classes any day. He made note of a new name. It wasn't like it was rare to have students transfer in but it was rare to see them already applied to a club. And the particular club reminded him of a certain addition to the student council.

He'd picked out Minoko for looks but her memory, for the most part, was spectacular and she kept excellent records. He knew it was rather rude to have made her leave the very club she'd started, but he needed her to build his perfect student council. One that would ensure he had little to no need to do anything but the absolute minimum. He chuckled to himself as he continued going through papers once more.

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been worn by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
Its a game and we're all just victims of love

[Valentine Rosa]

Do not speak sweet words to me.
Do not try to say you understand me.
Do not even dare think you know me at all.
You don't know a damn thing about me.

Lucifer Whitmore

The silence continued to invade the classroom as no one was answering the teacher's question. He could see the change in the teacher's face as she went from somewhat to extremely annoyed. Then she threatened the entire class with a quiz on some material, which Lucifer could've laughed at if he wasn't trying to stay quiet. After what seemed like an eternity, someone in the front row gave an answer and the teacher seemed relieved, since she went back to lecturing the class on the lesson for today. He took the notes needed, glancing up every now and again to get new material.

He heard the door open and a pair of footsteps come into the room, which made him look up from his notebook. It was a male who introduced himself as Aden Locke and excused himself before sitting down. It was somewhat strange to the black-haired male, but he wasn't saying anything. He went back to taking notes and the lesson ended a few minutes later. The teacher advised the students that they should take the time to study and left the class on that note. He, instead of studying, began to rub his temples in order to ease the pain inside his skull. He was hoping that the bell would ring soon so he could go to the nurse's office and get something for his headache. And to him, that seemed like a lifetime away.

I am trapped within the darkness.
It wants my heart and my soul to be stripped out of me.
Do you dare put yourself on the dark path
And pull me back into the light of this hellish world?

[-Souless_Puppet_Dog-]

In the beginning, I tried to warn you
You play with fire, its gonna burn you
And here we are now, same situation,
You never listen, I never listen

Asher was awoken from his brief nap by the bell. Time for his next class. He gathered his materials and rose from his seat, following the rest of the students out of the class once more and made his way to the study hall room. It was far and away from the main classrooms and wasn't far from the office and the nurses station. Asher arrived to the classroom and entered, softly setting his materials on the table and taking his favorite seat at one of the small tables. He gave a wave to the teacher who supervised the room. He liked her from the first time he'd stumbled into her classroom. He turned his attention back to his books and such and picked out his French notebook to go over the day's materials before figuring out someone to get psychology notes from so he could make copies.

Noah heard the bell and chuckled. Then the sound of something hitting the door drew his attention upward, just in time to get hit with a small bouncy ball. He rubbed his forehead and saw his grandfather glaring at him. He knew the oncoming lecture would be tedious and tuned in and out as it began. It was the typical spiel about how he should be in class, not pretending to do student council work and how he was under qualified to be his successor. He didn't really care for the old man's gripes. He just wanted to breeze through his last year and take a hiatus from education before the eventually rush off to study business and education so he could be the 'Quality successor' the old man wanted. He just wanted to enjoy one lazy year. To relax, maybe hook-up with a classmate, and experience school without the pressures of his future weighing him down.

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been worn by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
Its a game and we're all just victims of love

[KittenP-PM]

Every Meeting is precious and meeting again never certain...
..So always get a name..

Lilty heard the bell just as the geometry lecture had concluded. No assignment for today but she was sure tomorrow would. She gathered her things and left her seat, leaving amid the crowd. Time for English. One of the easiest classes that was actually academic. She made her way to the classroom with ease and entered as silently as she could, settling for a seat near the front most corner. Easy escape once it was over.

She was little impatient to get through this class and move on to lunch then gym class. Time to take a break from lectures and being stuck in a stiff desk. A chance to stretch before her last to classes and the oncoming hazard of moving into a new dorm. She was sure she'd have to figure out how to handle getting in and out of a new bath tub, not to mention there was still the looming risk of a room mate. She hadn't seen or heard of anyone else in the same dorm, but that didn't mean there wasn't going to be someone. She rested her head in her hand and bit her lower lip slightly, trying not to think anymore.

Minoko heard the bell and rose from her seat. She had AlgebraⅡ next. Hopefully she wouldn't have another embarrassing moment. She quietly made her way to her class. She made about half-way when she remembered she needed to make a quick stop by the student council office as she'd left her notebook for that class in there after yesterday's meeting. She carefully slunk towards the room and nearly ran into the headmaster, who had probably been lecturing the president again. He really needed to stop skipping class. She entered and found her notebook exactly where she left it. She was about to retreat when the presence of the resident reminded her she needed to greet him "Good morning President, shouldn't you be getting to class?" She tried to linger as long as she could to wait for his response but she knew if she didn't hurry she'd be late to class.

...something to cement a fragment of existence as acquaintance or friend..

[-Souless_Puppet_Dog-]

In the beginning, I tried to warn you
You play with fire, its gonna burn you
And here we are now, same situation,
You never listen, I never listen

Noah had just recovered from his grandfather's lecture when Minoko had entered, apparently to retrieve her notebook. He heard her comment and rolled his eyes "Indeed, Good Morning Minoko. Since I must go to class, would you mind me escorting you to yours?" He tried hard to play charming, but he knew Minoko wouldn't bend and falter. She was smarter than a simple and naive freshman. Still, maybe she would politely accept in hopes of ensuring he went to his class. Ha! Then again, it was English this period. Meaning it would be prudent to show up if he wanted to get any materials for other classes from some of the other seniors, not to mention get his grandfather off his back.

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been worn by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
Its a game and we're all just victims of love

[KittenP-PM]

Every Meeting is precious and meeting again never certain...
..So always get a name..

Minoko heard his response and made a small nod "If it gets you to your class, we can walk together" She waited til he'd gotten up and was maybe a half a step behind her before heading off for the math classroom. She stopped in long enough to set down her things and tell the teacher she might be late, as she was escorting the president to his class.

Most of the teachers knew the troubles of dealing with the class president even if most students were somewhat oblivious. She walked Noah to the English classroom "At least try to endure more than this class today. See you this afternoon president"She headed back without awaiting his response and took her seat just as more students flowed into the classroom and settled in. The teacher looked to be starting his lecture and she settled into the rhythm of note taking again. She wondered how many classes the president may skip today. A low sigh escaped her. She was extremely frustrated with how lazy the student council president could be. She couldn't believe he'd gotten her to leave the art club just to use her as a scapegoat secretary to cover for his own issues with keeping on top of his work, both academically and in the student council itself.

...something to cement a fragment of existence as acquaintance or friend..

[-Souless_Puppet_Dog-]

In the beginning, I tried to warn you
You play with fire, its gonna burn you
And here we are now, same situation,
You never listen, I never listen

Noah chuckled as he entered the classroom "See ya later Mommy Minoko~!" he teased. He knew very well that comment would earn him a smack later, but her flustered face would be worth it in the meantime. He made his way to his usual seat and began chatting up fellow seniors. He enjoyed being amongst the flock as it were. Girls who giggled and swooned. Boys who'd cheer him on while probably plotting to beat him behind his back. This was his private world and he liked it that way.

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been worn by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
Its a game and we're all just victims of love