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 Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 12:45 pm
It was a slow molasseses like day at D-corp, the Indian Summer had left him feeling sluggish and short tempered. He didn't like the sun, no, Keivlos preferred the rain and snow...it was of little surprise he found himself standing by the drinking fountain. Water wasn't his typical style, but Keivlos, like a rabid animal, found himself inexplicably drawn to it. In his black overcoat he found himself sweating and more than anything he wanted to dip his head into the drinking fountain, inching closer and closer...it didn't matter if there was somebody all ready in front of him, this girl had all ready been there far to long.
Speaking of strangers and strange sights, didn't he know this person? Tall, lanky, with barbs on her arm...they had been in a class together? Oh yes, that was right, they had been in a class, or rather the class, he didn't like her. He took another step forward crowding her in what only was a two person line. It twas to be an interesting exercise in personal space.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 8:32 am
Not one for the heat either the flower mantis was taking her sweet time at the water fountian...if anything to just annoy the boy behind her. She had reconized him from a class she had, she recalled wanting to beat the pulp out of him...reason enough to annoy the hell out of him.
Her green dragon was in the shade of the building ignoring the fact that he was currently being ignored by her. Instead watching her curiously to see if she was going to start something. And indeed she was going to start something.
As the boy came closer and closer to her trying to crowd her she flicked her wings open with a snap, the hard casing cracking together like marbles hitting cement. After finishing her drink she stood fully and turned around casting a glare at the boy. Turning to face him as she crossed her arms across her chest.
She wore the usual, short skirt, goth boots, tight tank shirt which often revealed the bright colors of her bra straps. Dark makeup she glowered at him her antenna twitching as she looked over him.
"I advise you back the hell off." She hissed.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 11:41 pm
In the midst of the suns putrid rays, Keivlos couldn’t help but recall that faithful class with Thomas, the class that he had meet Zanya in. Forgive his language, but what a jerk. Surely a full grown adult, of such strength and magic breading as Thomas could have handled Keivlos for what he was. And any self respecting adult would have taken what he had seen and worked with Keivlos to change that. Of course as chance would have it, Thomas was no self respecting adult and Zanya here was no thoughtful child, what a b***h.
Despite what many boys probably thought, this girl was not pretty. This girl was ugly. This girl was the type of girl that Keivlos inwardly despised, though he did not know how to express such disgust on the surface or with his words. In fact, this was probably his first contact with such a woman or for that matter person. It was an irritating feeling, this sense of swimming in a sea of confusion, while every passing second another wave of anger overtook him. Just under the surface it felt like his blood was bubbling, the heat of the sun just cooking right on through him.
Her short tempered snap would do little to no good in correcting his undeserable behavior. In fact, it only made him shuffle closer. He stared, not with disgust in his eyes, but looked rather blank an apathetic. After a bit of time he slowly closed one eyelid, opened it and then repeated the exact motion with other. It was a particular queer talent of his, something he liked to do….but only because he found it struck an unharmonious chord or two with others around him.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 10:47 am
Zyanya looked Keivlos over a moment as he shuffled closer to her, he was the type of guy who could drive her mad. She glowered at him as she noticed her hostile tactics didn't seem to have an effect on him, she was a quick thinking one a slow smirk moving across her face.
"Your a strange one, although if you think your odd way of blinking is going to make me move you've got another thing coming." She chuckled, she was quick tempered but she also knew how to play these types of games. She too could play the cool and collective sort if she needed to. She had always thought she would or could be a good actress. Too bad she didn't want to put the effort into it.
Now seemingly in a relaxed stance her arms still crossed over her chest she looked Keiv over again before giving a bit of snicker. "Get any closer to me and I will start thinking you actually have a crush on me." She teased and not in the friendly sort of manner.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 6:42 pm
Keivlos was the type of boy whom drove everyone mad, it was a special hobby of his. Maybe not even a recognized hobby, but lately his mission in life had become to undo all those little pieces of the puzzle that everyone worked hard to do. It wasn't a game, it was Keivlos and at the moment Keivlos wanted to dip is head in the drinking fountain. Still, yet, Zyanya was blocking his way. It was more than problematic, especially now since she felt she could dispose of him with a little tongue lashing.
He rapidly ruffled his feathers, puffing up under his coat. Another moment or two he looked on her, cold, curious stare and then shrugged his shoulders. "No care," he huffed and since she was now a foot or so out of range from the metallic basin of water, he side stepped his way around her and hit the button with his hand, the cool water splashing 'plink, plink'. Being the closet case he was, he cared to share as little contact as possible with his classmates. The rumors about how he hurt Thomas had all ready effected him once, not much could do more damage. The first sting was enough so that another wouldn't hurt.
Craning his neck to the side, he didn't bother to catch the water in his hands and then dump it on his head. It was just easier to stick his head down, and let it do the catching of the water.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 9:39 am
Zyanya turned to watch the kid, he was strange he was on she had wanted to pummel becuase of his rude remarks in class, but then again she wondered if it was worth the trouble. He was weird, she couldn't deny that. She watched as he dipped his head under the fountian wondering why he would go to that much effort to annoy her to just dunk his head in there.
"You know there are better ways to cool down than that." She commented sarcastically before dropping her arms down and waving for her dragon to come over.
Hinder gave a sigh as he noticed she was gesturing. Of course...make him move out of his nice shade to go out and join his girl in the hot sun....sounded like something he would want to do. He didn't move for a moment before he finally grunted and went to move towards her. He looked over Keivlos and chuckeled he remembered this kid. He wondered what exactly Zyanya was doing with him.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 11:03 am
In the realm of bullying Keivlos was a strange case to place, he certainly scared softer people quite a bit...with someone like Zyanya or Simon, it would be difficult for them to place him in a category. Was he just very strange, or was he a brat whom deserved a good beat down? You didn't want to place him too quickly, or it could ride on your conscious later. Besides, perhaps as Thomas had thought, Keivlos was a bit dangerous. The raven was great at pushing buttons, but horrible at realizing when to stop.
He shrugged as he pulled away from the drinking fountain, feathers fluffing (which probably splashed a few drops of water on Zyanya). His eyes moved curiously over at the dragon which was making its way towards himself and the mantis girl. "Ouh?" He puckered his lips curiously, not noticing the biting sarcasm within his feminine friends voice, feet shuffling a bit towards her. Well if you know something that I don't Zyanya, maybe you should tell me?
Though as soon as he had asked he turned himself away, the sight of hinder making him wonder where his own dragon had gotten to. If it were anything like Keivlos, it was probably off harassing a bird or something, sneaking low-bellied in the bushes nearby...and as if on cue Keivlos did hear a rustle. He opened his mouth and let out a sharp hissing click, he didn't know how to speak in the language of his dragon, but his didn't know how to speak in English to him. Instead, Keivlos and Dima had found their own way to communicate and right now he was calling his dragon to him, though, the beast made no reply.
With a swivel of his heel, and a twist of his neck, he looked back at Zyanya, "Wha-eeeell?" Ignore the fact he could speak perfectly normal, he talked like this so it could be a surprise for everyone when he actually said a full out sentence!
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 10:02 am
Zyanya raised an eyebrow at him again, yes...weird...perhaps his brain was cracked baked from the heat. She shifted on the spot her extra legs moving in the heat as if they too found it intolerable.
"Hey kid, what exactly did you do to our magic teacher anyway? Ever since then I havn't seen him. " She asked allowing the boy to turn away from her for the moment. WHen he turned back and spoke...strangely she only wondered if indeed he had some sort of mental problem.
The hissing click thing was a bit strange indeed. Though she didn't budge nor seemed freaked out by him. She wouldn't allow herself to be frightened by someone as pathetic as him.
Hinder raised his head looking Keivlos over before wondering if the strange sound he was making was some weird form of dragon speech.
Well then ...is there someone out here that I am suppose to meet?" He inquired in draconic moving to trot past Keivlos as if he was nothing very interesting to look at.
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