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 Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 3:44 pm
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Adelbert Beillschmidt
What? It's an average layout for a normal student.
The ONLY normal student, I should probably add.
Hey, you don't believe me?
Strike up a conversation with him.
He'll most likely talk about the weather, or school.
It wasn't unusual for freshmen to get lost, but it was rare to hear one say that they were 'scared' to get lost. Though without a map, getting lost was an easy thing to do. It was a pretty big school after all.
"Sure, come on.", the white-haired boy shrugged, and turned to the right direction, gesturing for the girl to start following.
"Yes, I'm a senior, and my name is Adelbert. I have a cousin called Liesel, whose a senior as well, blonde, blue-eyed, and she can help you out if you ever need it.", he spoke fondly of Leisel.
She was someone he admired, an idol, almost. But he would often follow the girl around, paranoid that someone would try to harm her, and that resulted in most people thinking of him as clingy. The two were often together in their childhood, and though he used to be the one defending her from potential bullies, Leisel had proven herself to be quite capable of handling themself. Very well, actually. Probably better than he could.
"What's your name?", Adelbert asked, glancing to see if the girl was keeping up alright.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 5:13 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 10:03 pm
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Adelbert Beillschmidt
What? It's an average layout for a normal student.
The ONLY normal student, I should probably add.
Hey, you don't believe me?
This guy doesn't like to be in trouble.
He doesn't like being in it, and he doesn't like being around.
He avoids troublemakers the best he can, but will still interact with them when it's unavoidable.
Adelbert stiffened, but continued to walk, albeit noticeably slower than he had before.
"Did...do you know her...?", he asked faintly.
Come to think of it, she did scream 'Alice' somewhere in that line earlier, didn't she? To come out and help her out of this 'hell hole', or something like that?
He had just assumed that it was supposed to be another 'Alice'. In such a large school like this, duplicate names weren't uncommon. They were more to be expected, really.
But that 'Alice Kirkland' name was an infamous one. Anyone with the last name 'Kirkland', really. They even had a professor here who was rumored to be the father of said student. Though it was never confirmed by either party, it was seen as pretty much true. They two were frighteningly similar, in appearances, and in behavior, less in the latter, though.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 11:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 11:19 pm
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Adelbert Beillschmidt
What? It's an average layout for a normal student.
The ONLY normal student, I should probably add.
Hey, you don't believe me?
He only takes sick days when he's really sick.
Sick enough for even his dad to be concerned.
Because he hates makeup work.
Family?
Oh god, please no.
Alice had more family?!
Resisting the urge to run to an office and announce it for the whole school, warning them of possible impending doom, Adelbert tried to calm himself. You couldn't judge someone just by their family, right? Both his and Liesel's fathers had done horrible things in the past, but they had turned out...alright, he would go as far to say.
Childhood babysitter? Dear lord, he could never imagine that picture, no matter how hard he tried. But he supposed the girl in question couldn't always have been that way. There must have been a time when things were good.
He was all too glad when Saundra changed the subject.
"Mmm...not really.", he answered, mentally counting them. There was Leisel, Anne, and...that was really all he could remember at the moment. "I don't need a lot of friends to be happy. Just not that type of social person, you know?", he chuckled, as they entered a wide area.
"Oh, and something to note here. You can either go this way,", he pointed, "Or that way. That way isn't shown very well in the student maps, so I'll take you to the one that is.".
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 12:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:16 am
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xxxxNon fregare un cazzo a !
xxxx[ I don't give a f--- ! ]
xxxxxxxxxxxNon entrare in contatto con mei !
xxxxxxxxxxx[ Don't mess with me ! ]
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A student flicked the sleeping Italian on the nose to which he merely grunted. The other student stood there waiting for a sign of life. Alvaro had a battle with his eyelids until he yawned again, but it was enough to wake him up. The other smiled and waved, laughing at the drowsy Italian, to which he scowled and pushed him away.
How long had he been asleep? Judging by the direction which the students were going, long enough to have missed the usual lecture of 'Wear your uniform correctly, arrive punctual and eager, help Freshman settle in.'
"You got time to kill. Wanna go to the rooftop?"
"Vabbe" Alvaro just shrugged, but then he felt as if someone was watching him and he turned to glare at the girl... Liliya, was it? But luckily she took the hint and skipped off.
He followed his friends to the roofs. Alvaro would dare admit he was terrified of heights - he decided to sit a safe distance from the edge and not look down, whilst others sat there dangling their feet off the edge, laughing and passing alcohol around.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:35 am
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Quiet, unassuming... Is there more to this façade?
xxxxxxxxxx¤ L i l i y a x B r a g i n s k i
da, sir?
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She obviously wasn't wanted here, amongst delinquents, she never really knew how to socialise with such people anyway. Liliya wasn't entirely sure where she should be heading for her first period yet and decided to wonder along the corridors, signing as a form of entertainment. Maybe she could make friends this year? She hoped she would.
She trailed her fingers across the notice boards as she walked past them, her eyes were distant and she found herself in her own little wonderland. She liked escaping there, it was always so much more comfortable than reality.
"Kyo-to pel pesnju mne," [Somebody sang a song to me]
"Zimmy vecher kogda-to, [A winter night once upon a time,]
"Slovno v proshlom ozhilo, [As becoming alive in the past]
"Ch'ikh berezhnykh ruk teplo..." [The warmth of someone's gentle arms...]
She sang softly and in minor tones in her own foreign tongue, then her little world was shattered as she found herself falling but she landed on something soft... She looked down, eyes wide at the Scot, but she didn't recognise this one.
"Ah.. Privyet - um... hello little one."
She smiled. She hope she was doing well with this socialising thing so far.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 4:31 pm
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Hey! Wankers! This is THE ȺȽIϾɆ ҒɄϾҜING ҜIRҜȽȺND talking! ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ☢ ☣ ☢ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
"Alright then, bints, I'm gone.", Alice announced, drawing a few responses and farewells in return. Grabbing the bag next to her and getting off the ground, she yawned, sighed, then started walking leisurely, in an almost half-drunk fashion. She wasn't intoxicated on alcohol. The poison of choice was some other type of drug. Someone shot something in her arm--she wouldn't even know what it was even if you asked her.
Her arrival at school was somewhat uneventful. There was a few waves and deep kisses involving tongue with various people, but that was about it. It was when she actually entered the campus that there was some commotion. Still, it was nothing ususual. Disdainful stares, hushed whispers, giggling, the usual routine. She probably wasn't all that well known at school, but those who got to interact with her got a taste of whether the rumors about her were true.
A trip through one hall revealed that first period was about to start, and that's where she headed. Ironically, she was about to head into the area where her cousin had just fell victim of a fall.
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ☢ ☣ ☢ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ It's a you ⒡⒰⒞⒦ me, I ⒡⒰⒞⒦ you ⓦⓞⓡⓛⓓ right here. |
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