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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:39 pm
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After quite a wile of noticing himself zoning out almost every other five minutes or so, Haruki glanced back over at Ares noticing him do the same. A small, amused smile playing across his lips at the thought. He could reall care less if he was spacing out infront of others, it happened a lot, so he wasnt going to consider it rude if others did the same. Besides, wasnt it only normal for teens to get lost in there thoughts? His hand that played with his sleeve eventually grew bored and rose up, running his fingers through his silky, almost white hair. Ugh, History class... It really took its toll on him. He hated hisotry to no end, it was annoyance useless. What good did people get from knowing about the past? Its called the 'past' for a reason, its the present now and you have to build on that. Thats how he saw it in his eyes that is. Besides, one of the main things they talked about in history was religions in the past and what they believed. Every religion back then believed in some types of demons or monsters, and when the teacher would discribe them, the whole class always turned and glanced at Haruki. Giving him the clear look, as If they had the words 'That sounds like you' writted all across there facial expressions.
As the clock continued to tick, Haruki also couldn't help but see the rather noticeable pink pigment coat Ares cheeks when when he complimented him, yet stayed silent. It was a cute reaction, well, of the little reaction even given. It was quite obvious he got rather shy or unaware of what to do when someone gave him possitive attention, which lead to him believing he probably rarely received it. He then caught sight of him gazing off towards his sleeve once again. He seemed to be thinking about something rather deeply but it wasn't like he was going to bother asking him what it was, besides it wasn't his buisness and he could care less what others were thinking about. "Yeah, They only do that to people because it makes them somehow 'look cooler' in front of their friends." He said softly and rolled his eyes at the mere thought. "I'll never get those bloody wankers." He muffled, his british accent showing quite a bit as well as the use of words. A small smirk appearing across his peach lips when he heard him talk about how nobody knew anything about him. The thought intrigued him if anything. Really now? Well he knew that wasn't the case after seeing the note that was given. Somebody knew. Even if it was just a little. Oh well, the thought didnt bother him much anymore...
Yes, the idea brought the thought back to his head. The note... Someone knew. Not only that but they were blackmailing him and many others it appeared. He hated the fact that all was happening, but he refused to allow himself get to angered by it and loose his cool. He decided to simply keep it calm as if the note ment nothing to him now. And thats what he did, he would simply act as thought the note ment nothing, act like he couldnt care a bit. As if he knew his secret was a joke of his that he slipped in the box, and now that someone was trying to blackmail him for it, he doesnt care because he knows its not true.. But it was. It was very true and thats what got to him... The thought stayed itching at him for a wile till it was forced away when he saw the utterly shocked expression across the other males face. Of course he would be surprised, someone as dumb looking as Haruki just spoke in a foreign language as clear as day. He thought to himself for a moment on how to reply. He knew he would be appualed over this and would ask, but he didnt think about a reasonable answer at the time.
Most people in his possiton would freak out, althought Haruki could still care less. Quickly, off the top of his head he managed to reply without giving a hint of hesitation. Spouting the first white lie that came to mind. "I lived in Russia for a few years when I was a kid..." he said and gave off a rather believable smile. It didn't make much sence, then again it didnt have to. What other reasonable explaination was there? So he didnt bother worrying. Thats why he never worried. The last thing being on peoples minds would be the thought of him being non-human. "After being around it for so long, you kind of just adapt and learn it..." He said and looked back down, twiddling a pencil between his index and middle finger. "Besides, Language isn't exactly something you can forget easily, right?" He ensured he sounded over all believable and sealed it with an over all quite confident chuckle.
When he saw the small white note tooken from the history book infront of Ares, his eyes automatically glued to it with burning curiosity. So he really did get one. The sigh of the note brought anger to his thoughts once again. Knowing that someone so foul would take someones most precious thing. Most close posetion and black mail them for it was enough to make him crack. He wasnt one to care about others well being but the fact that someone was an a** enough to even do such a thing in general ticked him off to no end. "It's not a hint... It's simply advise..." He said as his hands reached out and rested at the back of his head wile he leaned back in his chair and tried to relax a tad. Though when Ares lead over to throw away the note and told him he had trust in his advise, almost at that exact second, Haruki raised his hands as a person whom got caught by the cops would, shaking his head from side to side. "Woah, woah, woah. Hold on there. Don't put trust in me. I'm just a friendly stranger giving advise." He said, not knowing if throwing the note away was a bad idea or not honestly.
Sighing softly, he put his hands down and ran one through his hair again as the other extended down to his back, pulling out a small lollipop and unwrapped it before sticking it in his mouth. He loved sweets, they could easily be his favorite thing ever. Glancing back over at Ares, he shrugged in reply, leaning back in his chair once again. "Do what you think is right, I'm not you so it's not my say. Im not promissing you anything kid, 'cause I dont know for sure either." He said, giving him a small smile once again, hopping to make him feel a tad better about the situation. "I may look like a know everything, but even somethings are secrets from me~" He mused and listened to Ares laugh lightly about his tongue and smirked back over at him, an expression only expected for a troublemaking child like him to make.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 8:15 pm
  Ares was glancing off to the side as the clock ticked by. To him, school always felt like it went by so slow but it was also a bit of a good thing. He got to stay away from home then and he didn't mind school too much. Yes, the bullying sucked like hell but it's already obvious that he dealt with that pretty well. Plus when he was in class, he was usually safe since the teachers were usually pretty strict here at Cornelia...key word: usually though~ Ares felt the presence of Haruki's hand gone from his sleeve and automatically pulled at his sleeves to make sure that they still covered the majority of his arm. He also pulled his arms back towards himself as he shifted in his seat and got comfortable. As he did, his sleeve brushed against the tattoo that he had inked on the inside of his left wrist and he smiled to himself softly. He liked the reminder that he had of his mother. He never knew her, but from pictures that he saw of her, she seemed like a sweet nice lady. Plus she had cared enough about her son that she had given up her life for him so she couldn't have been that bad of a person could she? Ares let out a soft sigh as he reminded himself that he'd never really know since his father never talked about her and Ares knew better than to bring it up. So he just kept his thoughts about what he thought she was like and was happy with that.
His gaze fell back on Haruki as the other male spoke again. He smiled and said, "Yeah somehow it does, I just don't get how. I don't get why people either look up to those individuals or they just do nothing...people never do anything..." You could see a flash of annoyance and hurt flash across his face, but it was only there for a second before Ares laughed. "Yeah, you are definently from England~" he mused. He zoned out a bit more until he heard the other's explanation as to why he could speak Russian so well. It was obvious by the look on Ares' face that he was skepetial but what else could he do but accept that reason? He still couldn't come up with any other reason as to why someone young and not native to the language could speak it so fluently. "You must've traveled quite a bit throughout your life then. The UK, Russia, and now the US?" he said with a soft smirk. He nodded his head and said, "Yeah you must've. And I agree...partially~ Language isn't something you forget easily when it's your native language.." It was unclear as to if Ares believe the reason Haruki had given him or not, but it didn't really matter. Even if Ares didn't believe Haruki, he wouldn't pry into the other's business. He never did that since he didn't want others to do it to him.
The small smile that was usually on his soft pink lips fell a bit when he could tell that Haruki seemed a bit ticked off just be the sight of the white note in Ares' fingers. Like I've said, Ares noticed little things a lot. "Are the notes really that bad that it ticks you off this much?....or is it something else?" he asked with curiousity as his heart naturally beat a bit faster as he still had a bad feeling out these notes. "I was hoping for an hint~" he said with a soft smile and pulled his hand back away from the garbage when he saw Haruki's reaction to him about to toss it away. "Don't worry, I won't. If you haven't figure it yet, I don't put trust that easily in people. I just wanted to see what your reaction would be. Your reaction makes me want to read the note even more. It's bad, I know that much already. I can handle bad news..." he said as he thought outloud and pulled the note in front of him. He couldn't take it anymore. He just wanted to read the stupid thing and get whatever pain it caused out of the way. He smiled as he saw the troublemaking look that Haruki had on his face and replied as he pulled the note out, "You're right it's not your say~ But if throwing this note away would've kept me from getting hurt, then it would've been wise to just tell me to throw it away...won't it have?" He kept quiet now as his gaze fell down to the note and he read it.
He was surprisingly calm as he read the first part of the note, even though inside he was a mess. He was freaking out as he read the first part, his thoughts going straight to that now somebody knew about his secret. He knew it was a stupid idea to ever write anything in that box, but he couldn't help it. Like the note had mentioned, he knew that one day he would freak out. He just needed some way to get things off his chest a little bit. So he figured what would it hurt to write things down? Appearantly a lot. He bit his lower lip hard as he read the part about how guys here at Cornelia were too good for him. He already thought that way, but why did this person need to remind him? He already knew that he would never end up with anybody...he would never allow them to get too close. Even if they ever took an interest in him, he pushed people away. Things really went downhill though when he read the second part about that night. He didn't even feel the tears rolling down his creamy cheeks as the memories started flooding back. That was one memory he never wanted to remember and now this person had just brought it all back up. He wiped at his cheeks as he seemed to realize that he was crying...something that he never, NEVER did in public. "Извините" he quickly and softly excused himself in Russian and made his way out of the classroom, knowing that he couldn't be in there anymore. He even left his books and didn't care. He was freaking out right now. He didn't even care too much that this person was blackmailing him, he would do whatever they said. He couldn't let his secrets get out, he worked too hard all through his life to kept them from being known. And now somebody was willing to expose them and even worse, had to remind him about them while blackmailing him. He slid against a locker till he was sitting on the floor in the hall, his back leaning against a locker. He pulled his knees close and closed his eyes as he still remembered that night, the one he never wanted to think about. He still felt tears coming down, but didn't do anything now. It's not like anyone was in the hallway anyways and he needed to let out some of the pain.
{{That's okay~ lol Your signature says to quote for a reply so I just figured I'd quote}}  "Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead." 
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 11:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 9:13 am
I don't want this roleplay to die, so please reply people~
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 2:06 pm
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Haruki had hardly noticed as Ares seemed to quickly pull his hand away once he stopped fiddling with it. Her had no idea what was going through the others mind, neither did he care to find out. He didnt know what others lives were behind the strict rules and uniforms of Cornila but he wasn't just about to go around, pushing peoples comfort zone and snooping just to find out. With all honesty he could care less what happened in others lives. Sure he had a hint of sympathy in him, as well as kindness but it was always hidden and sheltered by a hard, cold iron casing. You just had to break through it to get to it. Which wasn't simple unless you knew him well. Or just so happened to have something oddly special about you that he liked. Then again that was also rare. In his whole life there was no one he really thought to be 'the one'. He didn't even believe in 'the one' anyways. He knew quite well, just like how the letter stated, due to his 'condition' he could never be with someone. Oh well, shrugging off the thought as if it was nothing, Haruki's small, piercing emerald eyes scanned over the room once more. He was still curious as to whom it was that wrote the note. And his eyes were peeled for any suspicious behavior, or perhaps anyone looking at them... Maybe he could get somewhere if he saw someone glancing at them. All he knew was that if he was that person, he would be looking at the people whom he blackmailed, enjoying there reactions.
As his jewel like eyes looking around the class room, they were quickly dirrected back to Ares as he heard him respond, nodding slightly as a quick reply. He could see the hint of annoyance in his expression untill it was quickly hidden as fast as it came. It sure was irritating to see others like that, such imbisiles he thought. They have nothing better to do then to pick on and hate anyone they find vonerable to. For example, they do it with Ares because they know he wont do anything back. As for Haruki himself, they know by not not to say much at risk of getting a personaly, physical comeback. Or possibly large public humiliation. Haruki was quite good at things like that. His intelligence and wit combined makes quite the liones character. Then again, there is always that one or two people that feel gutsy and say something they should of kept down, and regret it as they re warned harshly. He doesnt take to kindly to such acts, expecially when its done by people he hardly knows. How would they know what hes like? They've more likely never propperly met, so they have no right saying anything about him. Same goes with anyone. If you dont know them you should hold your tongue.
It was true, Haruki hated it when the 'pops' did such things, but he wasn't like the school hero. He wasn't the savior. He wasn't just going to walk in wile some kid was getting bullied and kick the wit out of bullies. He watched out for himself and got in trouble for himself. He wasnt just going to start standing up for others. Expecially ones he doesnt know, even if he had pitty for them.
Haruki hated pitty anyways. The ones whom deserved it where fine, though the ones who seaked it was what ticked him off. In his eyes, those people are weak, greedy, and lazy. They are the ones who cry constantly because of their 'non perfect life' because they had it just so rough. Because they are having such a hard time in their life, they expect everyone to feel pitty for them and shower then in affection and what not. The people who whine about not having a perfect life and basically expect everyone to handle it for them. Like excuses~ "Oh my pet died and I stayed up all night crying so I wasnt able to do my homework~ *Sniffles* He was my best friend~ I miss him so much~" Things like that... or "My parents were fighting again and my dad broke my laptop in anger.. I have some money but not enough to buy another *Sniffles wile others feel sorry for them and lend them things, or possibly even give money*" Things in that concept. He just hated it.
He continued to think about the subject for a few more moments untill he was quicky pulled back to reality by Ares speaking. He couldnt help but let out a small chuckle about the british thing. He supposed it was true, he did show it sometimes, but he didnt care much. When he stopped thinking, he let off a rather sly grin to himself, one that on the outside was nothing but a normal smirk for him, but to him it was a victory smile. Of course, just as suspected~ He beleves him and doesnt think a thing about it~ How could he? There was no others logical explenation. And lets be serious, it was high school, on the planet earth. Everyone at this point would think you would ahve to be completely insane to believe in anything non-natural. At the thought, he shook his head slightly, trying to focus back on the subject they were talking about without looking like he stood out so much. He stayed quite for a wile, not having much to say as he glared down at the note untill Ares mentioned it exactly, damn he was good at seeing small details, Haruki had to admit. Simply shaking his head in responce, it was a reply that made no sence at all, and he didnt mean it to stand for anything, then again many things he did didnt make sence. As he sat there, he could hear through his sencitive ears an odd sound. A familiar one he heard all to often. It was a soft sound, like that of a new gold pocket watch, wrapped it cloth. The ticking like a light thud as it emitted from the clock. It wasn't a clock though, and Haruki knew that all to well, it was the sound of a beating heart, that emitting as it raced just a tad, hitting his ribcage and sending off sound waves.
Haruki, indeed heard this all to much. Many people got this way constantly, for any reason. Whether it be flustering from happiness, fear, or even suspence. He hear it all. It was just another ability he had included into his 'difference'... When Ares spoke about trust and bad news though, he had to admit he was right as well. It didnt look like he was one to give trust out as if he had nothing in the world to loose. Neither did he seem like one who handled bad news to well. Then again not many people were. Haruki didnt give trust out easily either, that only leaded to bad things...
Then, when he mentioned about just throwing it away, he continued to stay silent. Sure, it would be good, but he had no idea what would happen after that. Would the blackmailer just pass it off? Or would he possible expose his secret to the school as punishment for it. Besides, Ares didnt know the possible consiquences since he hadnt read the note yet. But he didnt want to tell him either. He simply asumed he had a feeling of what it was already...
Though, a small hint of surprise flashed through Haruki's eyes as he saw Ares begin to read the note, and even be calm through the first part of it. He watched him silently untill rather quickly he saw tears begin to stream down the boys red cheeks like rain on glass. He wasnt sure quite what to say untill the boy excused himself and left the room. He Cursed softly to himself before rubbing his temples quickly and standing up, exiting the class after Ares. Everone in the class watching the leave with curious, confused eyes.
He watched the boy stamp off, tears still flowing fron his magenta eyes as he leaned against a locked and pulled his knees to his chest. What an expected sight from someone such as himself, but Haruki felt pitty for him. He did doubt what ever it was really was hurting him, all honestly. And he knew for a fact he wasnt one who searched for sympathy either. Sighing softly, Haruki ran his fingers throug his hair before calmly approached the small boy, kneeling down infront of him. It was abvious what ever was hurting him was practically eating away at his sence of sanity quickly. Most people would think it was wise to just leave the boy to him mopping and let him air out, calm down by himself. Though, Haruki wasn't like that, he knew that if he was in that possition, no matter how much he wouldnt admit to it, he would rather someone just be there atleast. Sitting before the meganta featured male, he watched him cry his eyes out and let another small sigh exit his lips before he thought for a moment. s**t, he didnt know anything about this kid, let alone how to cheer him up. "Crying isn't good for you, you know.. It creates frown lines and gives you wrinkles earlier..." He joked with his small signature. He fulled expected to be yelled at and even possibly slapped for making such a remark at such an emotional event but it was just how he was, and he didnt care much either.
To be honest, he wasn't even sure why he was trying to cheer the boy up, he had no idea who he really was, let alone even know why he was crying... Maybe it was because they were now in the same situation. And he knew the concept of what he was feeling... Maybe that was it...
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 9:30 pm
Ares sat there for a little while, just letting the tears come down for once and not even really feeling them. He kept those unique magenta orbs closed as he buried his face a bit into his knees to try to block out everything around him and just take a moment to think. That's what he really needed, a moment to just think everything over. Yes, it would probably be much better if he would just for once in his life talk to someone about all of this, but he would never do that. Nobody so far had gotten that close to him for that to happen and he doubted that anyone would. Okay, he hoped that someone would...he hoped that there was someone for him that would just take all the pain away and love him even with all his problems. But he knew the chances of that happening were pretty slim and he was not one to get his hopes up too often. He tried to stay in reality as much as possible, even though that didn't always happened since he daydreamed a lot. Back to his thoughts about the note he had just read though. His heart was still beating a little fast, but it was starting to calm down a little bit. He just couldn't believe that this was happening..now when he had one more semester left at this school! One more semester and he'd be gone, left for someplace else in this world where he could start over...one more semester and this just had to happen. He wanted to hate this person that had sent this note, but couldn't. And why would he? This was just another bully...he could deal with it..somehow. All he had to do was listen to them for another semester. And then they could spill his secrets, he didn't care. He'd be gone by then. Even though he would feel guilty about his dad going to jail though...he never wanted that. He didn't forgive his dad for all the constant abuse, but his father was his only living relative..his only family. He couldn't just send him to jail. Plus he wasn't one that was big on revenge.
He let out a soft sigh as he realized the best thing to do right now was to try to not think about the cursed note and just wait until another note came telling him what to do. Oddly, he didn't even wonder about who the sender was...to him, it didn't matter. It didn't matter if it was a girl or boy, if he knew them or not...the only thing that matter was that this person knew his secrets and was now backmailing him...and others. Ares slowly started to remember the other notes and connected the dots. They were all being blackmailed weren't they? Whoever sent these letters must've also stolen the box of secrets and was now punishing them for it for whatever reason. No wonder the others had had the reactions that they did. Ares' note had made him cry, something that hadn't happened since he was young. The only reason it had made him cry though was because of the memories that it had brought up. Plus he was expecting bad news, but not this.
He pulled his head up and opened his eyes as he suddenly heard a voice, not even hearing someone sit down before him as he had been too lost in his thoughts. He blinked as he was surprised to see Haruki sitting in front of him in the empty hallway. Not just because it was Haruki, a person who wasn't really known for showing sympathy or helping other's out. But more because this was the first time in a long time for Ares that anyone had ever tried to...well do anything. Nobody stood up for anyone around here and he understood why they didn't. They didn't want to be bullied themselves and were selfish. He still wished someone would though...more than anything. He hated how people just watched..he thought that made them look weak if anything. Also nobody had really ever tried to cheer him up or talk to him while he was like this. No he didn't ever cry at school, but you could tell if Ares was having a bad day or not. So the shock and slight confusion showed clearly on Ares' face as he looked at the other.
The shock started to go away as he heard what Haruki had said and was quiet for a bit before he let out a soft laugh and started to wipe at the annoying tears on his slightly pink cheeks and slightly puffy eyes. He really hated crying, but sometimes it couldn't be helped. It just happened. This was all a good sign though as Ares was starting to cheer up a bit. "Is this your way of cheering me up? Telling me I'm going to get wrinkles and frown lines?~" he mused and shook his head with a soft smile. He finished wiping away most of the tears and let out a deep breath as he rested his head against the locker and glanced up at the ceiling just as a way to get out some frustration and hurt. "I really hate crying...I haven't done it in so long. And I start just because of something that happened in the past." he said softly, slightly to himself and slightly to Haruki...didn't really matter. His gaze fell back down to the other in front of him and now he was really curious about something. "Haruki...why did you follow me?" he asked softly and let out a soft laugh, "Sorry that makes you sound like a stalker...I mean..I..people never do anything around here. Why did you leave class and why are you trying to cheer me up?" The curiousity showed on his face as he really wondered why the other was doing this. Like mentioned, he wasn't known for his helping other's and feeling bad for them. He wrapped his covered arms around his slender legs as he waited patiently for a reply. He still heard the ticking of a clock in the hallway, but thankfully it helped calm him down a little bit more.
{{Yay~ Thank you! }} "Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 9:32 pm
{{For everyone: I will have the sender put out more notes, I'm just waiting a little bit cause it's not too realistic if the sender came back before even one class was over! lol So post and you'll get more notes~}}
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 3:44 pm
{I would like to apologize for my recent absence, even at this time I'm having trouble with staying on the computor [I don't have any internet on my phone which only adds to this problem]. I apologize again for my recent absence and I will notify when I can possible be back to my old self that constantly kept roleplaying [in a good way of course]. Again, I apologize for my recent absence!}
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 5:40 pm
{{Hope: that's okay!~ Thank you for explaining what's going on and why you dissappeared lol. I hope that you can get back on soon, but it's not fault so don't worry about it~}}
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 6:05 pm
[Out.Of.Cookies: I'm just waiting for hope and shtuff, so heh....But if you wunna bring Lucinda in, I can kinda find away to have Alex speak to her~! <3 Coz im hot like that, xD]
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:56 pm
{{Canni: lol that's okay~ I understand that xP Okay I might do that then~ Pff that's what you think! lol jk}}
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:24 pm
 ❚❚❚❚Damean Wyatt Haiten❚❚❚❚  Damean had heard a couple of steps come towards the bathroomdoor and wondered if this was it for him, if his curiosity really was going to kill him. But he was taken a bit surprise when the sound of a click echoed through his eardrums and the door was suddenly opened. He stood there, his eye's looking up at the guy, and all he could do was stay stiff on the ground and wonder if, 1)Alex was going to beat the bleep out of him, though Damean could understand why, 2)There was a chance that he was just going to ignore him and go back to class, then there was 3)the very slim possibility that Alex would actually respond, though what he actually would say there were many possibilities but then again so was Alex talking to him. Damean's train of thought broke when Alex spoke and to him! Possibility number three was sure taking a surprising turn but at least this was better than possibilities one and two.
Damean slowly stood up from where he had been kneeling, slowly as he stood up that he realized that his knee's were really numb. To ignore such pain was all because he was concentrated on Alex's voice, which only showed just how much he was engrossed in this blackmail and the importance of others in the same position as himself. A man really can be dedicated to something if he puts their mind to it. He brushed the dirt that had collected on his pants, and made his way inside one of the school's most unsanitary's places inside. You could argue it was the dirtiest place but Damean would argue that underneath the stands by the football field, that would be the dirtiest place. Damean closed the door behind himself and locked it, hearing that familiar sound but its possible that Alex drawed him in and possibility number one seemed close to reality. This in mind, Damean kept cool not allowing any emotion to escape him because lets face it, he had no idea if Alex was the person who gave him the letter but there was no evidence to this idea but he kept the idea in the back of his mind but soon wondered if he would be able to concentrate on his art. Art was an expression but it wasn't it was so mch more actually, people shouldn't judge art so coldly because art is anything that triggers something inside of you. To find someone with this viewpoint you could find it in a great artist because they knew what art was. Even a child's drawing is art its not the best art but its art.
His eye's glued themselves back to Alex, watching his movements and listening to his words carefully, but he raised his hand when he spoke of the girl, "There's no need to say anymore about the girl, she was being nosy and butting into your life as so. She should know there's a line that shouldn't be crossed but thats not why I'm here." His eye's shifted around to the backpack, the mirrors and to the stalls, it really did seem like the place was empty but for how long would it actually last? "Yes, yes I did but let me ask you something. Whoever had given us the letters, don't you think they want us to react to it, much like the reaction your giving? If we all get upset then it makes it all too obvious and makes us a bit suspicious don't you think. People will begin to get curious about why were acting like were acting and then we might have people snooping around, digging through our stuff to find the answer to the mystery. I know by how you acted that you don't want that secret of yours to fly in the wind and it must be pretty big, I'm not going to ask your secret because to be honest, I'm afraid you'll hurt me if I try to push the subject. " Damean's eye's fell back onto Alex and took notice of just how nervous and probably scared he was, people wern't like him and he didn't expect them to be, and to see just how Alex reacted to this piece of paper, well it reminded him thats all.
"Orders? Hmmm, not exactly, I'm looking for the people who are also being blackmailed, it wasn't an order but its better to know exactly who is being threatned with thier secret. And I believe that I already have a clue as to another victime of this cruel and sick joke. Do you remember that bad boy you were talking to, oh what was his name......Haruki? Yes, the one you were being friendly to in art class or maybe the other way around, well he's on my list but other than that I've got no one, unless you know someone else." {Hmmm, I haven't seen Lucinda in awhile *shrugs*, I apologize if I didn't type a lot but I'll try my best to be online though it might be on the weekend than the weekdays}
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 10:44 am
{{lol sorry~ I know I reply more as Ares than as Lucinda but that's cause I like him better lol. And I would love to have Lucinda come and talk to your characters, Hope and Canni~ But your characters are the boy's bathroom...sooo yeah lol And I want to send out more letters and get the blackmail started! But people need to keep posting if they want that cause I'm not going to come up with the blackmail letters if people are just going to let this rp die. ><}}
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