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 Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 10:26 pm
  .:Great Hall:.The main hall way that links most of the castle together. A large keyhole tile lies in the center of the Great Hall, but not much is known about why or how it got there.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 5:09 pm
 Emily was walking up and down the Great Hall, a little worried about why here little cousin hadn't arrived yet. He aunt had just sent her a message telling her that Tyler would be arriving at the Academy very soon and that he was instructed to check in with both her and his brother when he arrived. She stopped and looked at the courtyard adjacent to the hall and watched the rain droplets hit the grass as the loud thunder chimed through the castle. "I hope this rain didn't delay him."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 5:28 pm
 ┉⊱Ӎ ʋяαsαҡι ☼ ❝ "Oh, wow. Dieser Ort ist einfach unglaublich!" a small redhead proclaims as she wonders into the Great Hall. If her blond friend were around, she'd be proud of Murasaki's ability to remember their middle school German.
Amazed at the decorative and architecturally beautiful hall, the girl's head swivels as she switches between gazing at the ornate pillars to the mysterious keyhole on the ground. With bright amethyst eyes darting from one thing to another, Murasaki is oblivious to anything around her aside from the details put into the Great Hall. Carelessly, she proceeds to walk in uncoordinated paths as she attempts to peer at the hall from every possible angle. ❞
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 5:55 pm
 Emily had been watching the rain for the past few minutes when she noticed a young woman wandering about the hall. She recognized the language, and simply replied with, "Yes.. it is." just barely loud enough to be considered audible. The girl had now been zipping from spot to spot. attracting Emily's attention all the more.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:19 pm
┉⊱Ӎ ʋяαsαҡι ☼ ❝ Still in an oblivious daze, the young redhead doesn't notice the presence of anyone else until she bumps into them. With a startled 'oof', Murasaki takes a step back and gives her victim a sincerely apologetic look. Seeing that the person she ran into is an older woman, the teen begins to fear severe punishment and judgment as she received from her family.
"Oh, dear. D-Das tut mir leid! My sincere apologies!" the redhead sputters in a frantic rush to redeem herself in fear of rejection. ❞
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:30 pm
Emily quickly regained her composure, "Oh, it's quite alrite." She gave the younger girl a gentle smile to help reassure her that she wasn't in any trouble. "Are you new here? Are you lost?" She inquired from the somewhat energetic redhead.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:44 pm
┉⊱Ӎ ʋяαsαҡι ☼ ❝ Hearing the pink-haired woman reassure that she is forgiven, Murasaki sighs heavily in relief and she blinks the fear from her bright eyes. Instinctively, a brilliant smile comes over the redhead's lips and she looks joyously at the stranger.
"I just arrived yesterday, and I'm just . . . uh, wondering about," the teen confesses with a curious glance at her surroundings once again. "Sorry, I have bad concentration."
Murasaki utters a slightly anxious laugh at telling the woman of her poor attention skills. Even at the age of seventeen, the girl finds herself unable to get rid of her immense curiosity and short attention span. Some bad habits are impossible to get rid of. ❞
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:13 pm
"Curiousity is a trait of a genius, and the inability to devote all your brain power on one matter is the gift of being able to keep an open mind. Value your imperfections and make them something unique to you." Emily kept staring out into the rain.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 10:46 am
┉⊱Ӎ ʋяαsαҡι ☼ ❝ Upon hearing the woman's kind words, Murasaki can't help a blush and an ecstatic smile. The only other person to assure the redhead that her childish curiosity is a gift was Momoiro -- and she never once said it in words as gracious as those. Slightly nervous at the unusual praise, the amethyst-eyed girl looks to the ground and twirls a piece of fiery hair from her pony tail around her tanned finger.
"Th-thank you. You're so kind," Murasaki replies in a small voice, still silently rejoicing the praise and unsure of how to act upon it. ❞
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 11:33 pm
 Simon had barely managed to find his way down from his dorm, and all of a sudden he was lost again. "Damn school..." He mumbled to himself. "Why does it have to be so big?" A few more wrong turns brought him into the great hall. Apparently you were supposed to be able to find your way to almost any part of the school from here. Lies, he thought. Lies and blasphemy. He was going to go insane.
Spotting the two girls conversing not far away, Simon grinned. It took no time to reach them. The thought never occurred to him that they might be having a private conversation. It just wasn't in his nature. As far as Simon knew, he could make himself welcome anywhere. "Hello ladies." He remarked politely. They both seemed a little shy to him, but that was no problem. Simon unfortunately could be talkative enough for all three of them when he wanted.
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Carnal Cupcake Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 12:17 am
 Luna silently ran through carrying a magic book that she got from the library and bumped into various people.Then finally fell infront of someone her book opened to the page she was trying to copy down. A love potion and a love spell.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:15 pm
Emily kept looking at the rain, it slowly started to calm. She ignored the boy that had just intruded into Mura and her's conversation. She looked up and saw it was getting dark. "Um... I'm sorry, I have to leave. I need to attend to a possible mini family emergency." She walked off calmly off to the gummy hanger.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:42 pm
┉⊱Ӎ ʋяαsαҡι ☼ ❝ Confident footsteps alert Murasaki to a newcomer and she looks up in time to see a fellow ginger smiling kindly down upon her. Her initial reaction is to greet him warmly and begins to do so with a bright smile. However, the girl is cut off when she hears the pink-haired woman solemnly announce that she has to leave. Murasaki gives her a curious and slightly worried look because of the grave look in her eyes and the distress in her words. Before the redhead girl can try to get the woman's name or offer any condolences, the lady is gone.
"Oh, b-bye!" the teen calls after the pink-haired woman, her voices echoing down the hall after her. "Ah, verdammt," she curses silently with a last look at her new nameless friend as she disappears.
Suddenly, the amethyst-eyed girl remembers the new stranger that approached her and turns to him. Again, she puts on an exuberant smile and conjures a gracious greeting (not without some nervousness): "H-hello. Uh, I'm Murasaki."
A feeling of anxiousness sets into Murasaki's stomach as she gets a good look at the boy before her. The only other boys to ever really talk to her were her relatives that usually only did so out of politeness -- unless it was her brothers whom would degrade her. Unexpectedly, that fear of rejection sets into the redhead's mind and she uneasily plays with her crimson locks once more. To become calm, the teen busies herself with looking out at the soothing rain and lets out her baited breath. ❞
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 6:14 pm
Apparently it was rude to bust into a conversation the way he had, because the young girl with the bubble gum hair excused herself rather quickly. Thankful to have been acknowledged by someone, he gave a slight bow to the other young woman with shocking red hair. She must not be from around here, he thought. He had heard her curse in a very usual language. Perhaps it hadn't been a curse, but from her tone of voice, Simon though it certainly sounded like one.
"Hello, Miss Murasaki." He responded with a bright smile. Simon got the sense that she wasn't often approached by guys, and he wondered why. Maybe it was just how things were where she came from, but he thought she awfully sweet. He held his hand out for her to shake. "My name is Simon. I'm new here. I've actually gotten myself totally lost by now. So it's good to see a friendly face." Simon didn't mind at all if he got lost. So long as there were people about, he was content.
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Carnal Cupcake Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:45 am
┉⊱Ӎ ʋяαsαҡι ☼ ❝ The young girl keeps her eyes on the rain as it sploshes onto the ground in a very calming manner. After a few moments of this, Murasaki feels herself becoming serene and her mind cleared mostly of bad thoughts. Slowly, she turns her sun-kissed face towards the kind boy and listens to his smooth voice with a small smile. By now, he must think she's peculiar for acting so bashful and seemingly anti-social. But really, the amethyst-eyed girl loves making new friends and meeting new people -- if it weren't for that avid fear of rejection looming in the back of her mind. Even though a few years of being friends with the composed and easygoing Momoiro has help to abate the ginger's issues, she still has some shadows of the transcendent dismay that was once there.
Seeing a hand being thrusted before herself, Murasaki is initially unsure of how to respond. In her moment of panic, she almost doesn't catch the rest of the boy's words and even misses her chance to give a small giggle at his mention of getting totally lost. The smile upon her lips begins to falter as she thinks back to a time when her father received an award for his achievements at the business he worked at as CEO. Tid-bits of her father grinning triumphantly and taking a strong hold of the hand of his boss and shaking it up and down vigourously flash through her mind. 'It's worth a try . . . ' the redhead thinks anxiously to herself.
Taking in a deep breath, the teen clutches Simon's hand roughly and begins to pump it like she'd be receiving water in return for these efforts. Nervous, Murasaki just smiles at the boy like she does this on a regular basis. In her mind, this scene appears totally natural -- but she really looks utterly crazy.
"Es i-ist eine F-freude, S-sie zu treffen!" she stutters, unaware that she is speaking in a tongue she's had learnt back in middle school. Murasaki was always horrible in science and math, but for some reason she is exceptionally fluid with German. ❞
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