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[Days of Empire]

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Joshua Thornwood



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I like to think I'm solid stone
I need to spend my time alone
So why'd I feel you in my bones
Your hands on my soul?
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♬♩♪ A surprising amount of the crowd was separating off to head towards the detention room. Just how many people had fallen foul of the rules in one day? Then again, given how ridiculously strict they'd been with him and Aimee, perhaps it oughtn't be surprising. He dropped his - already slightly dogeared - detention slip onto the front desk alongside Aimee's three.

Slumping down into the chair beside her, he glanced around at the rest of the class. He didn't know any of them, although he recognised a few faces from the classes he'd had during the day. Might be able to put names to some of them, maybe... he was always pretty slow at learning new names. He cocked his head as Aimee started mumbling, nodding wryly at the comments about needing a cup of tea.

"Ain't none to be found, believe me. That cafeteria shite ain't worth the water. Gonna have to try and pick some up this weekend, get a private stash going, if you want in on that..."

He trailed off, leaning back on his chair, resting his feet on the table and staring at the ceiling. If this was just a waiting game detention, they wouldn't find him wanting. Especially since there didn't seem to be anyone to stop them from talking. Detention could actually be fun, if this carried on, just an hour or so of chatting, maybe get to know the others here.

So when one of them turned to face him and Aimee, he glanced down from the ceiling, an easy smile on his face.

"Would you shut the hell up already? ******** you’re annoying.”

Josh blinked, taken aback by both the abruptness and the rudeness of it. Who the hell talked like that to a stranger? He reacted far more slowly than he ought to have done, just from sheer surprise - his initial reaction was that he must have misunderstood. This couldn't be the situation.

He took his legs from the table and sat forwards, opening his mouth to say something when he saw Aimee give him a placating smile, asking him silently not to cause a fuss. His eyes narrowed, not liking that at all. It was true that he didn't really know her as well as everyone probably assumed he did - he realised then in fact, that since they'd sat together in pretty much ever class, and spoke with accents which... a good three or four hundred miles separated though they were, to foreign ears probably didn't sound that dissimilar... yeah, people probably assumed they'd moved to Japan together. But even if he didn't know her that well, he knew her at least ten times better than anyone else in the school, and it rankled to hear her talked to that way.

He took a deep breath, though, and nodded. She wanted him to keep quiet so she could handle it herself? Well... alright. He could deal with that. See how she dealt with it.

... she dealt with it by apologising.

"No!" Josh slammed his palm against the tabletop, with a resounding crack. "What're you apologisin' for? What've you done? ******** all, that's what."

Josh pulled himself to his feet, his chair sliding back along the floor behind him with a piercing screech. Levelling a finger at the boy, he let rip.

"The hell d'you think you are, dicksponge? Y'don't spout that crap to a stranger, y'don't spout that crap to a lady, and you sure as eggs is sodding eggs don't spout that crap to a friend of mine. Open that trap again without bein' civil, and I'll assume you're gaping 'coz you're hungry for knuckles, y'got that?"





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Find me at: Detention
I'll be with: More or less everyone
This all makes me: What the hell? No!
OOC:




lady buns


Victory Panda

[angel_eyes200]

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❝ Cool It, I'm Just... ❞

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Oh, God. Look at that! Prince was turning a shade that matched a few of the bright pink tips in Kato's hair. How cute! They all were. Ji-Young and Emma too. Kato snapped his fingers as they each admitted their real names. "Thaaat's it! Sorry guys, I have terrible memory." He had to get those names jammed in somewhere if was going to keep seeing them so often. Really, that could take forever, trying to remember their names along with all the other student's of his class, but he'd try. Just for them. He quite liked them too, so it should be too hard, should it? "Ji-Young, Emma, Ji-Young, Emma, Ji-Young, Emma, Ji-Young, Emma..." Kato mumbled under his breath as he walked around the island, trying on a somewhat-serious face. Kato wasn't one much for serious, so he was naturally failing. He had more of a smirk than a straight face, eyes curving upwards to show the smile that he was trying to hide. He really didn't know why, but he wanted to laugh. Once he was on the other side of the island, first thing he just had to do was pinch Prince's cheek. It was an inevitable event. He was just so adorable! Kato scrunched up his own face as Prince made a similar one, but the cheek-pinching only lasted a second or two. "You're so cute~! Stay that way for me?" He shot a subtle wink and flashed a grin before turning to the others. Personally, the way he was acting was just his nature. He sometimes didn't know when he was pushing things, but he was fully aware of what he did. He regretted none.

As the offer of Pineapple surfaced his ears, Kato nodded at Lee with a sense of approval, sending along a double clap. "Pineapple, brilliant! Upside-down cake, may I suggest?" He watched as Emma hyped up for the game. Nice attitude! "Awesome, Emma. I think you know what you're doing, so I'll let you take hold of the reigns, yeah? Is that okay with you guys?" Kato let out a soft laugh, more of a nervous one than anything. "I honestly don't know how to cook anything but rice and noodles..soo...." After a hand was done with a rub at the back of his neck, it instinctively went to his mouth to fiddle with the paper stick. Twisting the lollipop in his mouth, he took it out with one last lick only to talk better. Plus, the taste of grape was getting bland. ”Fruits are in fridge, pots and stuff in the bottom cupboards, utensils in the labeled drawers…um… and I think other things like sugar and little sprinkles are in the shelves… That it?”Kato was leaning back against the Island now, elbows keeping his figure from slouching too low.

Bored with his position too quick, Kato pushed himself up again, walking over to Emma. She seemed excited for the following, and enthusiasm was something Kato preferred in his students. He grinned, cocking his head to the side as he looked down at the girl. She was short, hehehe… One of his slim fingers absentmindedly twirled around a single group of her long pieces of hair, the other hand safely in his pocket. “Why don’t you start runnin’ the ship, cap’n? You, Prince and Lee should make a sytem. Like a team thing~ I'll just watch. Now go.” Kato grimaced, not exactly his kindest smile, contrasting again the words that sounded soft and collected enough. First-time students may take it as impatience but he was just anxious is all. No offense to anyone who took it offensively~!

Kato turned to Lee when he was done with Emma, leaving her for preparations. The multicolored man squinted and crouched slightly to get a better look at the boy. He looked familiar, which caught some curiosity on Kato’s end. Ji-Young... hm… wasn’t he something else in the roster? ”Isn’t your name Lee? I’m just going to call you Lee..ok?” He quarried questioningly, standing back up to his normal height. He was taller than his kid too, which he liked. Honestly, he felt intimidated around taller / bigger students. Not by a lot, but he’d much rather teacher people he can look over. Not the other way around. Kato nodded at Lee again, already having decided to call him just ‘Lee’. It was much easier to remember, plus he wasn’t quite comfortable with Ji-Young. It reminded him of a dead pig (long story). Ending their conversation with a smile and a ruffle of the boy's white hair, Kato parted again so he can leave that student to work. Hopefully they knew what they were doing... Kato wouldn’t want to set the school on first for the first day. Though it may be fun, it could put people in harm and Kato wouldn’t be able to afford that.

But speaking of danger… weren’t they in a kitchen? With… knives? And needles? Possibly even frosting?! Another smile graced his face, but it had a darker tone to it unlike the other ones he’d shared, taking on a malicious vibe. Not good. A sparkle glitted in his eye, scanning the kitchen for something desirable. “Prince.. hey~” Kato walked over to him, placing both hands in the kid’s shoulders, turning him 180 degrees to face the rest of the kitchen. Lowering his head to level with Prince's ear, Kato's malicious grin never left. "Do me a favor and fetch a knife? I wanna try and be the guy to cut stuff for you. So you know.. you don't hurt yourself... or something." Releasing the younger male from his hold, his hands found their way back to his pockets. The pop in his mouth shifted from one cheek to another, the maliciousness having decreased to a lessened state, somewhat. It was still there, but not as noticeable. It was overcome with more anticipation, excitement, and astonishment. Maybe he should learn to cook sometime too? It would be fun. These kids are fun. Kato liked them~ And he liked them a lot.

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✂ [OOC: Bahahaha.. I;m a creep. Sorry if it sounded choppy, or forced... because it was.♥]⇢

❝ Go Nuts, I know I like to...~ ❞

Victory Panda

AngelNumberXIII

ChibiLolitaPop

[DeFehrenheit]

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Pretty girl had done a good job of shutting her mouth when he requested it. It was nice to know that these good girls were actually smart enough to know when to follow directions when instructed. Her moody expression read nothing but hurt to him, but he didn't care. Why should he? He didn't know her and she didn't know him. His words shouldn't have effected her too much. If they had, too ******** bad. She'll get over it. Probably. His index finger bouncing up and down against the table, tapping it lightly as the silence he requested was granted. This was his sanctuary, his home. And these people were ruining it. Especially when she spoke up to tell him that looking at the clock would slow time down. What was she, stupid? His lids squinted into a glare as he eye'd the girl once more. 'Didn't I just tell her to shut up? Maybe she's as dumb as she looks.' Well, Aimee didn't look dumb but she sure as hell was acting it. Bricks were probably her best friend. Then she had the nerve to try and make him look stupid by stating the meaning of the name Aaron had given him a moment ago. OBVIOUSLY he was being a a** by what he was saying. He knew damn well what a Consuela was. Who she was, was a mystery. But he wasn't that stupid.

If it weren't for her timid position and the nervousness that easily radiated from her form, Kise would have ripped a hole through her with another slew of words. But instead, he remained quite. She wasn't worth the breath. His head did tilt in her direction with curiosity as she began to apologize though. She didn't mean to make him angry? "Okay, cool. Whatever." He didn't care for her apology nor anything else she had to come up with to say. Her 'sorry' meant as much to him as cleaning up other peoples dog remains on the side of the street. Nothing. As long as she kept her mouth closed, he wouldn't have a problem with her. But just like before, she refused to just do that. Always having some little thing to say about everything he spoke about. What was so hard about just sitting there and shutting up? Maybe that tea she was begging for would have been a great thing. At least her mouth would be occupied with something instead of words.

Oh, then big bad Irish wolf had to join the battle. English. British. What the hell ever he was. He was just as annoying as the first girl. Maybe it was a European thing? At this rate, anyone from the country was going to be on his ultimate black list. Then again, everyone already started off on that piece of imaginary paper. The loud outburst coming from the 'male' surely caused some attention from the rest of the students in the room. Great. A finger pointing in his direction but his eye's weren't trained on the other. He wasn't that interesting and was just as much of a waste as the first girl. "Blah blah blah..." His hand mocking a flapping mouth as the other student went on about a sponge, crap, strangers, crap, lady. It almost made him laugh, but only a snicker managed to find it's way to the surface. A finger sliding just under his nose and resting against his cheek as he finally took a glance at his 'attacker'. The guy was nothing to be afraid of. He was a joke. Pony-tail and all. He looked like a girl. Maybe he was one of those... drag queens? Is that what they called them? Yeah, he was probably one of those things. Once the students finished his rant about egg's or whatever, Kise finally had enough. This day wasn't getting any better and these new kids were more on his nerves than that damn Toshi and Vasquez. This place was hell manifested.

Pushing himself from his desk, Kise grabbed the bag sitting next to his desk. Slinging it over his shoulder, he wasn't staying in this place any longer. Unless the girl wanted a quick hook-up later in the day, there was nothing that was going to make any of this better. Taking his pencil back from Aaron, Kise also snatched one of his cards away from him, wrote his number on the whiter side and placed it on the gir's desk. Giving her a quick wink. Yeah, she was annoying, but she was cute at least. She didn't have to talk for what he had intended for her. "You can apologize to me later tonight. Room 104." A quick grin surfacing before he turned his attention to his newest company. The girl-guy thing. His face read nothing but pure anger and frustration, but Kise just smirked at him. Now he understood what they were doing to him. Without any care for the guy's reaction and ready to dodge whatever came his way, Kise placed a finger to the males forehead. Giving it a slight push, but not enough to move him away. "And maybe you should learn how to speak in the first place. I can't understand a damn thing you're saying. And I'm Japanese." Pushing his head backwards with his finger, Kise turned away before the student had any chance to retaliate. Today wasn't his day for fighting. That new rule kind of messed that up and with the VP sitting right there in the room, the last thing he needed was for anything to break out. "******** foreigners. You better watch yourself before you start messing with people you know nothing about." With that, Kise removed himself from the situation. Taking a path towards the detention door with little refusal from the VP. She knew there was no use. How many times did they have this tango? He basically owned the place and used it as a vacation home from classes.




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► [With : Self ] ► [Where : School halls ] ► [Thinking : Freedom! ] ► [OOC : ]

[Lady Cuddles]

"Take me back......"

♥ ℰmma ♥ Ϊnes ♥ ώinters ♥

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Kato agreed with Lee's suggestion on pineapples and threw in his suggestion as well. Oddly enough, Emma was thinking the exact same thing, upside down cakes were not as hard as people had thought it was. She heard him murmuring her and Lee's name over and over in hopes he would not be a scatter brain about it later, he actually cared? How sweet of him!~♥ If this man was not strange enough, he had the courage to pinch Prince's cheeks and told him to remain cute. WHAT THE HELL? Emma didn't want to react to that, but the next thing he did made her smile from ear to ear. Emma taking lead? That was a rare situation but she was up for the task. If Kato didn't know how to cook, at least Lee and Prince knew how. If not, she was better off kicking them all out the kitchen and taking care of this herself. Preparing large meals was no sweat to Emma, she did it all the time for her siblings and grandparents. She giggled at Kato's comment about only knowing how to cook rice and noodles. He knew how to boil water! Good start. "Me? Take lead? HOORAY!", she cheered.

He also told her where all the material was so they could get started. She became quite nervous when he approached her, couldn't help but blush as he messed with her hair a little. He was cute, but being very VERY touchy. He was so weird he made Pee Wee Herman seem normal! If she ever had to be alone with this man for more than five minutes, there were no doubt scary things would happen. She wanted to jump in Lee's arms and plead for him to never EVER leave her alone with him for a long period of time. She highly doubt the other two would need to leave the kitchen anyway, but it was a thought. The way he told her to get starting sounded like a command more than anything. She ignored his tone and dashed off gathering all the things she would need to make the cake. The recipe was right there in font of Emma as she preheated the oven and returned to the island where she had placed all the baking utensils. Then she went to the fridge and got the pineapples out, and all the other things she would need.

More.... Hands on from Kato.... She was probably going to have to snoop around later and check is criminal back ground.... Emma shook the thought from her mind as she stopped for a moment, she did not want to do all the work and leave them with nothing to do. When Emma was in the kitchen, she could get very carried away. This area was like her artistic domain, she could create anything in here. even a Hawaiian island with a volcano! If she had set her mind to it.

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"Back to better days."

Victory Panda

AngelNumberXIII

angel_eyes200

[Over Emotional Rhinoceros]

✰ The Matthews Twins ✰
Can you tell who is who?

"Aiden let's go!" yelled Anthony from the door. Glancing down to his watch he sighed. "Damn, I'm late," he muttered under his breath. The cooking club meeting was today and it was the first one he had gone to since this was his first year at this school. He needed to make a good impression on the others so that they would accept him. Looking back in his dorm was his brother Aiden leaning against the wall. He was reluctant to have to leave or hold up his brother. "Go on brother, I'll be social after some practice," Aiden said in a very relaxed tone. Anthony facepalmed himself. "Alright, then I guess I'll see you later. Get out of the dorm though. Don't just practice," he pleaded before adjusting his book bag on his shoulder. Aiden simply rolled his eyes with a smile and waved off his brother. Shutting the door behind him he began to began to fast walk to the cooking room.

As soon as Anthony had left, Aiden sauntered backwards until he was to his bed. He knelt down on the floor and reached under the bed. Patting around on the floor he found what he was looking for. He pulled his violin case out from underneath and placed it on top of his bed he clicked it open revealing the beautifully polished violin. It was the one present his father had given him that was hand crafted by the best of violin makers. On the side Aiden was engraved into it giving it a personal touch. In the bottom part of the case was his sheet music that was given to him by the music club. Going through the different pieces set before him, he picked up a fast paced song. Walking over to his music stand set up by his desk he placed the sheet music up and positioned his violin on his neck. The twin began to play a very slow and flowing song that put him in a state of serenity.

Anthony made his way towards the cooking room hoping that he would be let off the hook being new. His father's voice echoed in his head. "Failure is unacceptable!" his father would scold when he would not do well in school. Anthony hated his father. Both of his parents were never there for them unless if they were not doing well in something. If it made the family look bad, it became his problem that had to be fixed. Before too long he made his way to the cafeteria. A few others were there and he put on a smile. First impressions have to be perfect.

As the song came to an end Aiden exhaled smoothly. He removed the violin from his neck and sighed. Putting the bow back in the case he ran his now free hand through his hair. His stomach growled to him and he groaned. "Maybe I should go out. Talk of Anthony's cooking club must have made me hungry," he said to himself. Aiden placed the violin back into his case and shut the top. He slid the violin case back under his bed before standing up and adjusting his tie. The twin grabbed his phone and his room key. Exiting the dorm he locked the door and headed out to the cafe.

He wandered about the school, not worried about getting to the cafeteria in a hurry. Not having his brother with him made things very boring. Anthony would tell jokes or make fun of things around the school, but when Aiden was looking at things by himself he only saw what they were supposed to be. Nothing popped. He slipped his hand into his pocket and finally arrived at the cafeteria. It was clean and polished making him believe that it was more of a restaurant than a school cafeteria. Walking in he took a quick look over and found Anthony in his meeting. He giggled and pulled out his phone.

Anthony jumped slightly feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket. Opening the screen he saw he had a text from his brother:
Peek-a-boo. I see you!
Anthony turned his head around the room and found Aiden standing in line to get some food. At least he left the dorm... Anthony thought to himself. Aiden took his plate of food and sat down at a table by himself so he could keep an eye on his brother. I listened and got out of the dorm. He can't yell at me. A smile tugged at his face as he continued to chow down.

Where's Aiden?: Dorm→Cafeteria Where's Anthony?: Dorm→Cafeteria
Aiden's Company: Himself Anthony's Company: People in the meeting
Aiden Feels: Om nom nom food. Anthony Feels: At least he's out in the open.
OOC: Sorry if it's really long. Intro post for the both of them. sweatdrop

[Mairuchi]

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⌚ нαηgιηg συт ιη: Montebleu High School; Music Room -> Hallways
☃ ρєяѕση ηєχт тσ мє: Jack & Psyche -> Lorelie
✍ ѕєяισυѕℓу тнιηкιηg: ◉Д◉
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You have just encountered wild pokemon Lorelie! What will you do? //shot
You suggested I should do it, and I did Goro *7*. ಥ⌣ಥ
Your choice if she fell over or not.
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❝ He just called me kid. Right? Ran suddenly thought, after the other seemingly just casually said that to him. Okay, sure he was older…by one year! He scoffed slightly a bit annoyed, not even wanting to respond to that. He had to admit, he was a bit embarrassed of the fact that he witness him trip over and fall flat on his face. He even heard him try to hide a snicker. In fact, during the whole time Ran was flipping out, he looked amused! A vein wanted to pop upon remembrance. Shaking his head, he turned to pick up one of the instruments, gently holding it in his hands and checking for anything broken. His obsession with the care of instruments and such was a bit much, but that’s what he was born with. Ayy! Don’t tell me what to do! The others voice rang into his ear in a bad way. He could tell that he had gotten up from his position and was looking over to him. Hell, what he said was almost in a challenging manner. He patience level rose a bit. “And I’m called the kid?” He grumbled under his breath, not caring whether he heard that or not. Then he asked the funniest question he had heard since he got here. What was he doing? He wanted to smile, he really did, but it didn't want to come out. He looked over his shoulder, noticing him change his mind about the question he just asked.

‘Good.’ He wanted to say, He waved his hand as if shrugging off anything the black haired male just said. While placing a violin on a shelf, he scowled, “If you are just going to stand there and question everything you can just leave.” He glanced over his shoulder again, giving the male a look with a frown. He didn’t really see the point of him being here if he was just not going to listen to what he told him. Wasn’t it common knowledge to clean up your messes? The male spoke again, referring to himself. He was right, Ran didn’t have to do this. But he wanted to. Getting slightly annoyed midway into the male’s sentence he was glad to see that it was cut from someone who was at the door.

“What happened here?” A feminine tone was heard from the entrance. Tilting his head back to view the door, he recognized the Russian accent in an instant. He lifted his hand up, as if that was some sort of greeting. “Ahh. Psyche. Yo.” He greeted, in a tone that was either glad, tired, annoyed, or all of the above. He blinked a few times as he watched her pick up an instrument and spoke out what she thought. I hope she isn't thinking I did th- His thoughts stopped once she finished. He laughed, setting another instrument on a shelf, “I think you should be directing your words to clumsy over there. ” He pointed back to Jack with his thumb, an amused look on his face. That was more of less of an insult or joke. Speaking of that guy, he didn't say anything since she got here, except for the first syllable of her name; Psy. Nickname perhaps? Whatever. It looked as if he knew her. He looked like a deer in headlights or a looked like he just saw a ghost. The room fell quiet and he felt like he wasn't supposed to be here; the awkwardness level piling up.

He lifted a brow at her calling them lovelies. He had to remember that some of these people were foreigners. But being called ‘lovelies’ reminded him of someone. It made him have a solemn look for a second. Shaking his head, he lifted himself up from leaning over an instrument. His patience for the quiet was getting to him. Rubbing his shoulder in annoyance, he was about to say something straight to the point as usual until he was cut off. “C’mon, Frosty.” His arm was grabbed, and he felt his body get pulled by the other in the. The other being the male, they headed towards the door. “Wait, Did you just call me..Frosty??!!” His face went blank immediately as he yelled out the last word. Did he just call him Frosty? He wasn’t hearing things right? Well, that was new. He remembered his rule with Nicknames. Honestly, I don’t care what you call me, as long as it’s not stupid. Stupid…A slight hint of annoyance was on his face as he was forced out of the room. Leaving the girl in there, “Oi Oi Oi. What are you doing!? We can’t just leave her.” He attempted to try and tug his arm from his grasp but that didn’t work out. His grip on him was far too strong, and it was as if he didn’t want him to go back. But why? Something was going with those two back there. But what? And why did he bring him along?

Seeing how he wasn’t going to let go, he stayed put and just followed with a rather annoyed sigh every so seconds. When they reached the corner he let go of him. Upon instinct he wanted to run back, back for some reason he kept his stride with the other. To be honest, he looked like he wanted to talk. Ran didn’t exactly care for others problems but he was curious, but still annoyed. This guy was good at making him want to commit seppuku. Each phrase, comment, movement made him all but more annoyed. The two walked down the halls in silence for a while, until he broke it. Calling him frosty once more, his annoyance levels reaching higher and higher he rubbed the back of his neck. “ ‘Hey,’ my as- tch! It’s RAN. Not Frosty. ” He returned the male’s smile with a glare. The casual ‘Hey’, made him want to run back to the room. Stuffing his hands into the pockets of his pants, he watched the male turn his heel to face him and walk backwards. Oh how he prayed he would trip over and fall on his a**. Now that would make his day. He noticed him look at him, and this didn’t make his glare go away. He watched him squint his eyes at him. He blinked a couple of times. Oh hell no. Don’t tell me- He was interrupted; “Do you know a guy named Lee...?” He twitched, and that was probably it for him that day. He raised his right arm to the back of his head in irritation, closing his eyes. “For the love of kamisama! Is that all I’m going to hear about when I’m here. ” He picked up his pace to match with his annoyance, walking ahead of the male walk backwards. He looked over his shoulder, still talking to him. The scowl on his face still there “Yes. YES I know him. He was the first guy I met here and listen here- IF you are going to tell me I look like him I swear I’m going to-”

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He hit something rather hard…and small.[Lorelie] The next thing he knew papers were flying up in the air EVERYWHERE. He realized that he wasn't looking where he was going, as usual. He never looked at his steps. Suddenly, a head full of recognizable sandy colored locks appeared in his eyes and he realized that the thing he slammed into was a girl. s**t! In attempts to grab her arm so he could pull her forward making sure she wouldn't fall to the ground… he ended slipping himself. Cussing loudly, he felt the hard surface on his body.AGAIN. He prayed that the girl hadn't crashed down as well, and what the hell made him slip!? He felt embarrassed from head to toe. The ground didn't seem too bad now since they hid his irritated, embarrassed filled face. The fact that he remembered the b*****d up there saw the whole thing, and he just knocked over a girl with a stack of papers. What if she was going to cry or something? He'd panic. [******** my life. He repeated in his head over and over as he watched the papers fall to the ground, while rolling over to let his back be against the floor. “shi- My head....that hurt...Dammit. Sorry about that are you alright?” It was obvious nothing was alright. The scene was bad. But the stupid question had to be asked. Because it was polite to do so, right? ❞





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James was busy unpacking his things into the various drawers and spaces of his dorm. In a dresser he had filled the top drawer with shirts, the middle drawer with underwear, socks, and pajamas, and the bottom drawer with his pants and shorts. His nightstand was filled with a photo album and other memorabilia. The desk had been stuffed with pens, pencils, paper, stapler & staples, five notebooks, a hole-puncher, erasers, and so on and so forth. The desktop was covered with his laptop computer and an organizer with Hello Kitty stationary and pens. In the space underneath, James had tossed his boots and sandals to keep them out of the way until he though of a better place for them. In the background, Noah and the Whale played a catchy tune as he straightened the buttercup yellow comforter on his bed.

You, the reader, may be wondering why James was currently unpacking his room, an entire day after he had arrived at Montebleu High School. The answer was simple: in the very small amount of time he had spent at his new school, he and his roommate had already had a small disagreement, just a differing of opinions, really. His roommate just wasn't very tolerant of another male whose preferences in decor lay in clearly feminine fields. It was no problem really; they just weren't very compatible. And so James was moved from the dorm and into a new one. And what a nice dorm it was! It was so much bigger than any room he'd ever lived in during his eighteen years of life, even considering that he would be sharing the dorm with another person. So much space there was even room for a living space with TV and couches. There was even a mini-fridge in the room! He'd have to get some ice cream to keep in there for his late-night munchies.

James took a step back from his work as the final wrinkle on the floral embroidered comforter was smoothed to perfection with a satisfied sigh. He took a look around the clean room with pride; not many could put an entire room to order as quickly as he did. But one thing did bother him about the room: it was just so... fancy. It was clearly meant to cater to the upper class students that attended the school, but to James it just felt oddly wrong. Perhaps it was just that he was so used to living on the so-called 'other side of the tracks'. True, it was nice to have such luxury for once in his life, but at the same time it seemed too frivolous and fanciful to be taken seriously. Now that he thought about it, maybe that explained all the ridiculous things the wealthy seemed to get themselves into: even they couldn't take themselves seriously. What a strange thought.

With his paraphernalia unpacked and organized, James had little to do. The club meeting of the day was taken up by cooking activities and all the people he had talked to earlier that day in class had ended up in detention or were otherwise preoccupied. It was a classic case of boredom and James was never one to stay sequestered in his room when there were opportunities to socialize outdoors. Thus, James found himself in the halls exploring a larger-than-life campus, wondering what the hell he was supposed to do now. As he wandered, James found himself cataloging the students he passed: nice legs, cute butt, pretty hair, desperate, big tits, large muscles, intense eyes, ohhh that one was a hottie. (This was another upside to his new school: a new 'feeding ground' and oh so many good-looking people to choose from.)

Pretty soon he had made it to an empty hallway where curiosity got the better of him and he began opening doors. 'Ohhh, indoor pool~.' James thought in excitement, staring at the undisturbed water. It looked so cool and inviting, he just had to take a swim - but he hadn't brought any swimwear with him. There was a long moment James spent gazing at the water, considering before he began to strip. It was only skinny-dipping and no one would notice if he was only in the water for a few moments, right? That was his final thought before he kicked his uniform to the side and dived into the deep-end of the pool with a whoop.



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After a few minutes of resting, Lorelie knew it was time to get up and finish the job. It was a hefty responsibility and only the best could do it without messing up. So far, so good. Slowly, Lorelie got off the bench and stretched her arms again to prepare for the heavy lifting again. Rolling her arms back, Lorelie sighed. “Almost done here and then I can relax~” She could do it! What did she have left? Around 20 more classrooms perhaps. Taking a step to the side, the small sandy haired girl wrapped her arms around the whole stack, giving it a hug from the bottom. Cupping its sides, she lifted it slowly from the bench and turned towards the hallway she wanted to go in. The amount on weight on her arms suddenly increased again. About to take a step, Lorelie had heard a familiar voice coming down the hallway in her direction. She turned to take a look but as she did so, the person bumped into her. “Oof!” Instantly her feet sprung forward as she tripped over her to own feet. The mass load of papers in her arms disappeared out of her grasp. Before she fell, she saw some of the papers flying into the air. It scattered everywhere around her, while the rest spilled onto the hallway’s floor.

Lorelie ended up landing on her hands and knees. Her long locks covered her face as she stared at the ground before her. What just happened? Her hands and knees stung a bit but she knew that would go away soon. She had heard someone curse out loud. Again, it was familiar. But when he spoke, Lorelie recognized the voice as Ran. Staring at the ground, her face tensed up as he asked if she was okay. Clawing at the ground, she turned her head slowly towards his direction. Putting her arm under her hair, she flipped it over, sending a darkened expression his way. Great, now her hair was ruined too. Her eye brows were knitted together and her lips tightened as she noticed his form on the floor with her. Well at least she wasn’t the only one to fall but that didn’t make the situation any better. A shaky laugh escaped her mouth. Anyone could tell it was a fake laugh. “Haha. Can I ask something? Are those unique eyes just for show or do they actually work?” She snapped. Lorelie was referring to his eye sight. Who was blind enough to walk right into a person?! Unless he wasn’t looking… Sighing, she pulled herself into a sitting position. Her eyes shifted from paper to paper. This was such a hassle! This was going to take a loooong time to clean up by herself.

Her facial expression relaxed as she turned to the fail whale with the silver hair. It was only an accident right? If he was asking if she was okay, he probably cared for her wellbeing. “I’m just kidding. I’m fine. Accidents happen right?” She wasn’t that mad. She was only slightly annoyed. Besides, it was Ran. If she had to judge him for once, she’d say he got into this type of situation before. Something about him screams ‘trouble follows me everywhere.’ Using the bench as an edge, Lorelie helped herself off the ground. Lorelie reached her hand out for Ran to grab onto. “You’re not going to lie there all day are you?” She stopped midway as she realized that someone else was in the hallway with them. She nearly jumped out of her shoes as she noticed Jack was in the hallway with them. How embarrassing! Pick stained her cheeks as stood there shocked. Did he see all that happen? What she didn’t need right now was for Jack to see her at her worst, again. He didn’t need more uncomfortable things to bring up later. “How long have you’ve been standing there?” Crossing her arms, she tried to not let his presence bother her. All she had to do was pretend nothing happened. “I’m surprised to see you in the hallways. I thought you would be in detention by now.” Giving him a smug look, she reached down and gathered a couple of papers and shoved it into his chest. “Help out an old friend will you?”



❀OOC: Got to catch them all!!! Pokemon!
❀Location: Hallway floor with Jack and Ran


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His fingers stuffed into his pocket with his earphones tucked neatly into his ears, Kise let his music take over him. Escaping into his own little world where no one else could bother him. Hopefully the b*****d Toshi was no where around to give him detention for breathing. Yeah right. Where wasn't that overpowered idiot? He seemed to always have an eye out for any slip up before anything could even happen. How he did it was a wonder, but he wasn't going to waste his brain power on someone so simple. Toshi was the last thing he wanted to think about right now. Him, Vasquez and that European drag queen anyway. His lips breaking into a form to show disgust washing over him. A quick whip of his head towards the passing windows next to him seemed to easily wash the thoughts away. What was replaced though was far more satisfying. The girl. He couldn't remember her name or if she introduced herself, but he didn't really care. All he remembered was the display he received from the girl. She was practically throwing herself at him! Those legs... where did they lead to and why were they so perfect? So smooth...

"Heh... calm down boy." That cocky smile forming on his lips once again. Anticipation started it's path as he found himself excited to find out what exactly he'd find later that night. If the girl actually showed up at his room... well. Was there anything else needed to be said? Hopefully she wasn't one of those clingy types. He just wanted his quick bang-n-go. Probably finding out her room instead would have been a better idea. Her roommate was probably as hot as she was. Maybe even better. Hell, she could join them if she wanted. No harm done. Three's company and all. It wasn't like it would be his first go. He wasn't that bad looking of a guy and girls usually tended to fall for him easily. Well, if they weren't already afraid or annoyed by his interactions with other people. But he had a soft spot for girls, and they had a really soft spot for him.

Finding his destination, Kise pushed his body against the double set of doors. The day was monday meaning the lame a** cooking club was gathered in the cafe too cook some nasty a** food. Nah, the food was never really bad. It was just a super cheesy club. Whatever. As long as it was free, he wouldn't complain. Anyways, it only meant that the sports clubs activities were clear today. No one would come in and ruin his relaxation time. Traveling the halls would be stupid and going to his room would be beyond that as Toshi was probably already hounding his location. Leaving detention wasn't a smart move, but he didn't care. It was whatever. The room he found happened to be the indoor pool area. The one place he could just relax and not worry about whatever happened around him. The soft splashing of the waves. The silent air. The coolness that made the bumps on his skin rise. Amazing how one substance can change the entire being.

It hadn't caught his eye's that a pair of clothing happened to rest on the floor. Maybe it was that he was so use to no one else being in the place? If there was someone else in the water, they must have been under water as he didn't hear or see anyone either. Maybe he would have heard them if his music hadn't been blaring so loud in his ears and destroying his equilibrium to tell him something was off. Sadly, he had to pull the pieces from his ear. Stuffing them into the front pocket of his pants where his phone slash mp3 player rest at. His hands moved quick enough to remove his clothing. No fear that someone would walk in or see him, he wasn't afraid of showing himself off to anyone. If anything, he hoped badly that some girl would walk in to join him. It was just the cool air running against his skin that kept him moving as quick as possible. His least favorite moment being that rush of cold air and water splashing against flesh on first contact. It was the worst. Taking a deep breath to prepare himself, Kise closed his eyes before letting himself drop into the massive body of water.




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► [With : James ] ► [Where : Indoor Pool ] ► [Thinking : Time to relax... ] ► [OOC : Sorry for this crapfest and ending. Struggling to stay awake while writing this! ]

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A smile graced her face as Arielle walked in small steps to get over to her first Montebleu meet. "Perché, ciao amico mio!" A smooth phrase in Italian left her lips in common kind greeting. Her chocolate eyes scanned the other girl and her surroundings, once again taking in the beautiful view. "All the above, actually. Solitude, not so much. I don't mind you're being here~!" The smaller girl admitted, hands politely behind her back, eyes croissant-shaped in an upwards formation. Her smile never left, but it changed as she spoke. Of course, Ari didn't talk with a smile on her face, but her eyes and tone made it obvious that it was still there. "My friends back home all told me of the wonderful things they saw in Japan. And I must say, they're all right... The sky, the grass, the colour! It's all so pretty!" Arielle had to turn away for this one, gazing back up to the never-ending sky, dotted with little puffs of white and grey. The sun was shining bright behind the colorless patches, but the light wasn't enough to penetrate through clearly. Even as the clouds overhead casted a soft shadow over the two figures that sat atop the roof, the day still glowed with a brilliant display.

Arielle's eyes were reverted back to Evelyn, her American Snap. "What about you, what book is that?" In one hand, Eve kept a book in gasp, but the title cover was visually muffled by the brunette's hand. In the other, she was holding something out to her, red fingers offering something too dreadfully familiar. At first glance, Arielle grimaced and her lips began to motion for a gentle rejection, but something inside her held back. It was just a little red chip, no harm, right? Just because it's red.. doesn't mean its.. that spicy... There are cherry flavored chips, aren't there? Hesitant, Arielle reached for a crunchy snack, her small hand sliding to the deepest ends of the plastic bag, deciding to ignore the labeling. She withdrew with a half-chip in her possession, examining it like she's never seen anything like it. All Ari's life, she's hated anything on the brink of spicy. Never touched it, never tried it, all because of a fearful childhood experience. The powdery cheeto rested securely at the tips of her thumb and index, acting like a pair of tweezers and a precious piece of data. "Y-yeah..sure. Thanks!"

The nervousness in her voice was inevitably audible, but she tried to mask it with another of her signature smiles. It wasn't working though, Arielle never having been the type to hide her feelings. For some reason, she wouldn't put the chip down. She wanted to try again, even though it wasn't a natural thing for her to do. More likely because she wanted to impress Eve? Maybe. Whatever reason was too late to be re-thought about, because the chip had already been tossed through her lips, the flakes automatically melting at contact. The red seasonings stained her fingers, but it was the least of her problems then. both hands were clasped together, forcing each other not to wave at her face like a fan. Her doe eyes began to water, the cheeks beneath them heating correspondingly with her mouth. Her face was suddenly pink-inked, her hands unfolded and failing to cool herself. "Ah, ah, ah, ahh!!" Arielle's eyes were shut now, tongue hanging out with nothing but a faded red splotch. She'd swallowed the minuscule snack by then, but not the heat was trailing a flame down her throat. It was obvious she wasn't used to these types of things. Quite pathetic, really.

"Ah! Ah, ah ahhhh!! Iss soo hott!" Arielle mumbled, the pink muscle still hanging from her lips. "Water?" The brown orbs rolled around, desperately searching for a bottle of liquid anything. Anything. Since she was younger, she remember having a similar reaction to some spicy curry her orphanage director had passed out to the children. Turned out that Arielle was just an unfortunate child with a highly sensitive tongue. Now with her hands clenched into fists, eyes shut in an akin fashion, Ari's feet hopped to an unrecognizable dance as if running in place. Like that would help anything. Over and over, Arielle would switch off from screeching 'Ah! Ah!'s and pleas for water. "I Shoudd't 've taken dat chip!!" The Italian mumbled, stating the obvious. What else could she do?

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INDENTThe following events happened so quick, so unexpected. But that was just the fun of it. Ran had the best reactions ever, and even though they were completely against Jack, they were fully enjoyed and accepted. Nothing Ran could say or send his way could throw him off or move him in any way. If anything, they'd make Jack laugh. Then again, who wouldn't? This little pale-haired male had a lot of red rage going through him, it was really interesting, to be honest. All his rants, rhetorical questions, sarcasm, spaz attacks. Oh God, could he be any funnier? What did he have against 'Frosty' anyway? He damn looked like one, if that's what he was wondering.

INDENTJack didn't say anything, nor did his lips move with anything but a grin. It was just a simple curve; no teeth, no effort, just an amused smile. Damn, did this kid have a loud voice. They'd probably be heard by.. Toshu-...Tosa... Toshi.. Whatever, by this rate, they would get caught and held for detention or something. It was something Jack didn't want to go through, nor he stand to sit for more than half an hour. It would be the easiest way to torture the boy, Jack carrying a nonexistent case of A.D.H.D. In pockets, he twiddled with his phone, a few wrappers of previously consumed candies, and some fuzz bunnies that had collected themselves in the deepest corners over the years. What was Ran saying now? Something a 'kami...sama...(?)' and whatever else.. Jack had tuned out long before. The only thing he'd clearly caught was the boy's real name. Ran. It wan nice to know, but it would be of no use. Frosty had already stuck as an impression like gum on a hot summer pavement. Plus, it suited the boy, in Jack's mind: white hair, bitter, icy eyes, cold on the outside, frozen on the inside. Like Jack Frost. And if you were to warm up this cold fella, he'd probably explode. That would be fun to see... Now, what was he talking about again?

INDENTWalking backwards may have not been the smartest choice for a clumsy soul, but Jack was nothing like that. If anything, he was like a cat: always landing on his feet, and as sly as a ninja. Jack had less than 0% chance of falling, no way. Even if he was walking backwards, on a hill pile of sand, jagged with big rocks every couple of inches. Ran on the other hand... Jack had to stop short, a Deja-Vu flashback appearing before his eyes once more. A stifled chuckle was kept hidden behind two restraining palms, trying to keep his laughs to himself in a lower volume than what they were intending to be. There was a stupid rule on no laughing in the hallways, and Jack really didn't want detention. But still, he couldn't help himself. Ran was such a klutz! If Frosty were to think Jack really was a Klutz after falling twice in a row, the second time over nothing, he must be kidding himself. It was a rare event for Jack to screw up too often (lies), so naturally it was a sight to see someone do so. Ran especially. "Ahahahahaaaaaa!! AHAH!!! Oh my god!" Wiping a tear from under his right eye, Jack blinked again to see papers flying around like large square pieces of snow. "What the hell.. Where'd these come fr- AH! F*ck!" Shhhck. Jack was in the midst of catching a floating sheet of white wood when it decided to rush past and give his hand a small cut. You can't lie, paper cuts hurt like a b***h. Withdrawing the victim hand with a quick swipe back to himself, Jack examined his itty bitty boo-boo.

INDENTSticking the sore area in his mouth, he sucked on it for a second to somewhat numb the pain or draw out any microbial splinters from the cut (as Jack imagined). It was stinging like... like.. you know! Taking his hand out of his mouth, Jack saw that it was deep enough to draw blood. "Ah!" He panicked. Paper cuts never bleed! What the hell! The stupid piece of paper cut a straight line across the back of his hand, diagonal and uneven. Due to the various tendons in his hand, some parts of the cuts were deeper than others. Technically, he had four separate gashes, the rest just being tiny scratches that didn't hurt so much. Groaning in a childishly agitated way, Jack ignored the rest of the world while he revolved over his bleeding hand. It wasn't really bleeding as much, but he could see red! They came in thin slivers through the lines of broken skin, not enough to rise and form a droplet though. Gahh, Whatever! It still hurts! Jack shook his hand like a limp ribbon on a stick, only to distract himself from looking at it. At the same time, Jack recollected his breath, sighed, and turned back to face the mishap. "Woah, what happened here?"

INDENTHis notification was just in time to see both Lorelie and Ran scrambling on the floor. "Nice Job, Frosty." Full attention away from his hand, he dropped it to his side while the other came up to his face to hide his entertained beaming. But no matter what his hand tried to hide, it could never suppress the shine that glowed behind it. He even let out some more laughs while he was at it. Wait wait, Lorelie? Jack squinted, an absentminded habit of his. It wasn't a despising quint, but more of an 'Oh my god, ahahaha.. Loser' quint. He's one to talk, having just overcome the worst paper cut in history. Damn right. Jack shook his head and exhaled another sigh, but this one more noticeable, louder, and sounding much more amused. It was about then that Lorelie acknowledged his presence as well. 'How long have you been standing there?' Jack only shrugged, raising a brow to match the smirk that surfaced his face. It was adorable how she tried to play off the situation. Tried to act like she wasn't on the floor, surrounded by misplaced papers. Cute, really... Real cute. Jack only rolled his eyes, in a playful manner of course. "I'm not surprised to see you on your knee's again~" The dark-haired boy retorted, in a calm and collected sooth. Between Lorelie and himself, they'd know he was referring to her whoreish days, where the fixed reputation was placed on anyone labeled with her sort. It wasn't true, but it was something.

INDENTTo his surprise, Lorelie shoved something against his chest, instant reflex being to hold whatever he was given. Apparently it was a clumsy stack of papers, as Lorelie asked for him to 'help out an old friend'. Jack's initial reaction was first to make a face that only read something along the lines of 'What, are you crazy?' and 'I can't believe you..' but all he could muster out was another eye-roll and a repeated groan. He wanted to say something.. Here we are again, Lorelie, with me picking up after your mess. If you hadn't come in between me and Lee in the first place, nothing would have happened. Really. Nothing! Why'd you have to go and screw everything up, you egg head? but Jack did nothing except hold his tongue for only two reasons. One was that Ran was in their company, and the second being Lorelie was a sweetly sensitive person. Any memory of the past could set her off, and she was real trouble when it came around that. Her rants and sputters weren't half as fun as Ran's, because she had a reason to be mad. And Jack knew exactly why. In fact, he was fully responsible, but none of it was at his fault. Really, deep down, somewhere, Jack knew he never wanted to hurt the girl. Honestly, he quite liked her. She was real potential friend, or something like that. So instead of going through all the trouble of speaking his mind, he replaced the bitter words with, "Yeah, anything for you, Lorelie~" He grinned again, making she she'd catch a wink that he sent by. By all means, the wink meant nothing but to tease, just as he always did. Just as he always used to.


Madam Exorcist

Goro Domo



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[E Vasquez]

gaia_spoons DETENTION TIME

Finally, it was time for detention! A sinister smile lit up Vasquez’s face as he entered the detention room in a slow stride. His hands were opened wildly, breathing everything in. Ollie soon followed after, hands crossed in front of him. The Vice Principle will soon join the group but for now, it was time to get down to business. Making his way to the front of the room, he took everyone in like they were his own. Thankfully, that was true. They were a spicy bunch with bad memory and couldn’t follow simple rules. He liked those kinds of children. They challenged authority. They had a lot of potential. He could only hope they break more rules as the days go by. That way, he could complete his goal. “Welcome my children. As you know, detention is held for all the rule breakers of this school. Some of you, may be wondering, why? Why didn’t Vasquez give me another chance? Why wasn’t I given a warning?” Sitting on top of his desk, Vasquez smile widened. Looking around the room, he gave each student a piercing stare. His insides were shaking with excitement as soon as he got to the last person. Hopping off the desk, he placed one of his hands into his pocket while wagging his other finger. “It’s a lesson. Sometimes we don’t get a second chance. Do we all agree?”

Taking a quick glance to Ollie, Vasquez nodded. Ollie, an old man with a kind face gave the group a small smile before reaching into his pocket to retrieve a paper. Fixing his glasses on his face, he coughed into his arm before looking at the list. Ollie whistled as he looked at the long list of names. “Toshi wasn’t kidding when he said they’ll be a lot. I’m going to check you guys off one by one.” After a few minutes of stating names, Ollie was finally done. “It also looks like we have a few people missing. If they don’t get here soon…” Ollie sighed and wiped at his brow. Placing the paper on the desk, Ollie walked over to the door. Vasquez took a small dart from his desk and aimed it across the room. The dart zoomed past Aaron’s ear, nearly missing it by a few inches as it struck the board in the back of the room. The dart tip sank into the middle of the circular board and stayed. It wasn’t odd for Vasquez to behave like that. He had always thought actions spoke louder than words. A terse expression appeared on the pale man’s face. Bringing his hands to his side, he walked to the door, his back facing the students. “…Suspension is what he means. Now follow me children. We have lots of work to do in an hour.”

After taking the children down a couple flights of dark stairs, they finally made it to the basement of the school. Vasquez turned around and flipped the light switch on. The room lit up instantly but to the eyes of the students, the light bulb wasn’t all that powerful. A bit of sunlight filtered through the small window of the room. The room was filled with floating dusk particles, unseen by the naked eye. Papers were strewn everywhere. Marked up papers were pasted to the wall. Piles of boxes were stacked upon each other. Most of them unopened. Besides that, the whole basement floor was messy with random items. Vasquez placed a foot on top one of the boxes, stretching his arms out wide. “This is what you’re going to do. Organize this place as best as you can in an hour. Take out the stuff from the boxes and start cleaning. I got some gloves and equipment in the corner over there.” Pausing, Vasquez looked at Ollie and to the students again. “And if you find anything interesting and I find it as well. Show it to us and then maybe you could leave early. But you must remember where you found it. Plus watch out for rats.” Taking his foot off the box, Vasquez walked over to Ollie. “And if you must, chat amongst yourselves if it gets things done faster. We don’t allow slackers. And just think of this as community service.”



OOC: You could do what you want with this info. emotion_awesome
Items you could find:
✐gold heart shaped necklace in one of the boxes,
✐ a giant envelope filled with stuff that has the word "Dimple" underneath a couple of rats,
✐and a pocket knife with the words "Lovely" etched onto it's handle that is wedged in between a book.




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I hope I didn't miss anyone!

[SmoIiv]

Under Neath The Decayed Rose Lies A Seed Of Gold

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Class was finally over. People were getting up and walking out with people and going to either cooking class or going off to do they're own thing. Glancing around the room she stood up putting her book in her small bag she held as she walked out of the class room. She didn't exactly want to stick around and talk to anyone. She was already terrible with people as it was. She always had a knack for saying the completely wrong thing to say at the moment. It often lead to people disliking her.

But then again, she disliked most kinds of people. The annoying kind and the ignorant kind. Sadly those people are all around the world and hardly any one anyone that doesn't annoy her. Shaking her head to throw away those thoughts she told herself she had to positive. Looking down at her long pale pink and blond hair she started to braid it into two separate braids that went all the way down past her waist. She had grown her hair out for many years and was finally happy to have it the length she wanted after several long years of taking care of it and all that other annoying work that she had to use to keep it healthy.

Soon the hallways became less and less populated. And soon her steps where the only ones left that she heard in the halls. No knowing where she should go to waist her time she didn't know any of the other rooms in this school except for the amazing drama room and the music room. Putting her arms out she looked down at her pale delicate artistic fingers as she let out a sigh. "Music, or drama." She pondered to herself in a small debate. As she walked down the hallway she started to list herself reasons on why she should waist her time on either one of the rooms. " Music has piano, where as drama has many things that could be found... Music is a place where I can write quietly...So is Drama..." She whispered to herself in her Irish accent.

Finally as she let out a frustrated sigh she let her feet lead her to the place she was going. Figuring the one out of the two rooms she came across first shall be the room she shall waist her time in. Wondering and wondering she finally came across the music room. A smile came across her face as she walked into the room too see the entire music room in a mess. Someone was already in there and it looked chaotic. She could feel her eye beginning to twitch as she looked at the person who she thought had ruined the beauty of the music room. "What happened...?" She said trying to sound as calm as she could.

ฬђคt คгє ๓ץ ςยггєภt tђ๏ยﻮђtร?: What the bloody...
tђє tยภє เภ ๓ץ ђєคгร?: Distance
เ ค๓: Music Room
ฬเtђ: Psyche
เ'๓ ร๏ггץ เ ๓єคภt: N/A
συтяαgєσυѕσρтι¢αℓ¢яєαтισηѕ:
I edited and remade this post
Since there were mistakes I missed from
Being too tired while writing this xDD

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Jamie was enjoying himself immensely in the large Olympic size pool. The water was the perfect temperature and felt like liquid silk sliding over his skin. It was amazing! He quickly made himself at home under the water, holding his breath until his lungs burned for oxygen, counting the seconds until he needed to come up, pushing himself to go deeper, swim farther with each submersion. With his eyes shut tight against the sting of chlorine, it felt almost like he was in a completely different universe, muted and separate from the world above. From under the water he could hear what sounded like a splash, but he easily wrote it off as a wave of water slapping against the edge of the pool.

So it was a great shock when his leisurely swim under the water came to an abrupt halt as he collided with a hard, fleshy surface. James gasped in surprise, inhaled a large portion of pool water, and flashed open his eyes in wonder at what he could have possibly knocked into accidentally. He rose above the surface, sputtering and coughing up the water in his lungs."Wha-" He exclaimed, rubbing his eyes free of water.

When his vision had cleared he was met with the sight of another boy, dark-haired and as naked as the day he was born (as naked as James currently was!) A red flush promptly rose to James' cheeks (as if he were some kind of a blushing virgin!), partially from embarrassment at being caught in such a state and partially from the traitorously slithering arousal that was coiling in his belly. Oh lord, why was he such an exhibitionist? How awkward. It certainly didn't help matters that the other male was such a fine specimen of the homo sapiens species. Hot damn, but he was like sex on legs. James sure wouldn't mind taking a dip in his waters... or the other way around really. 'You can explore my south seas anytime~ ♥' He thought to himself. Was it just James or had the temperature just risen from warm and silky to boiling hot?

"Uh, hi there. I'm James Greene." Oh, wait it was different in Japan, wasn't it? "Er, Greene James?" He blanched. No! No, no, no, no - a thousand times no. That just sounded awful. "Ew, actually, don't call me that. Just call me Jamie."

Oh, this was just terrible! Here there was the perfect opportunity to get to know Mr. Sex-On-A-Stick (while they were both naked to boot) and he was completely mucking the entire thing up! He sounded so awkward. Why was he such a dork? The guy must think he was a total creeper! Ugh, he was more experienced than this. He needed to fix this, and fast. He just had to be cool about it.

"So, looks like we both had the same idea, huh?" James said, gesturing to their state of undress. He threw a salacious grin in there for good measure. There. All better, yeah?







❶mood Damn, you's a sexy fish ♥ ▶ ❷location pool ❸company Kise ❹what American, student, 18, bisexual
❺ooc Is the color for his dialogue too bright?


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