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 Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 6:40 pm
 There's a great view up here, but be careful not to fall.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 9:29 pm
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Tristan☯Pell▂▂▂▂  Mood: Lazy
Thinking: Should I go to class tomorrow?
Wearing: Clothing in picture
Location: School Roof
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
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Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'
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On the top of the school, laying dangerously close to the edge, was a young man who had found one of the emptiest places in the school. Or, rather, the emptiest place on top of it. Albeit it's the only place up there, but that's beside the point. He was a freshman. Just starting his first year at Kuoh Academy. But even now, when he was so new, he didn't care about the classes he was supposed to attend. In the place of his education the dark haired male spends most of his days in solitude. There weren't many people who were willing to speak to a loner such as he. And if they did, most ended up thinking they made a mistake. That was the price he had to play for the blood he shared within the school. To anyone who recognized him, he was an infamous guy. His brother had spread many rumors about him. The innocent acting Leon wasn't so innocent after all. And there he laid, eyes closed and legs crossed, to avoid the snickers and the whispers that he would inevitably witness had he decided to walk through the halls today.
Slowly, as the breeze died down to a seemingly nonexistent whisper, one of the young male's eyes open. The crimson pool stared straight up into the sky. It betrayed his inner loneliness. He had always been alone. Being in his brother's shadow all his life had put a lot of expectations on his shoulder. Everyone had expected him to be just as intelligent as Leon. When he didn't live up to their fantasies, they pretty much abandoned him. The only one who had never expected anything out of the younger brother was his sister, Alexis. She has been in the hospital for a while now. There wasn't much that could be done to help her. She became ill, and the doctor's never came up with a diagnosis as to what she was sick with or what had caused it. Leon, being the secretly sinister child that he was had insisted that Tristan's, the younger brother's, bad behavior had worried their sister to the edge of death. Of course, Tristan's violent nature came out instantly and he knocked his brother flat on his a**. But that was all in the past. At least for Leon it was. Tristan still had it fresh in his mind. And he still harbored a grudge. Well, multiple grudges. One was for the accusation, and another was because Leon never said goodbye or even visited their sister before he left.
One of Tristan's hands clenched into a tight fist. His fist was so tight that his nails dug into his palm and some blood dripped onto the concrete roof. He lifted his arm into the air and stared at the blood. He didn't mind that the blood was now slowly tapping his cheek. It was a slow drip. He could almost make out a rhythmic pattern from it. Drip... Drip drip.... Drip....Drip.... The deep red liquid left streaks of red along his cheeks. 'Maybe I'll try and attend class tomorrow. Maybe...' he thought with a long sigh. He would then speak in a low voice, almost inaudible unless you were close by. "But then I'll have to deal with Leon... And I'll end up fighting with him and getting in trouble again. Damn.... what a bother."
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 9:46 pm
  Freya had been skipping around everywhere every once in a while she would change it up and spin while walking or do a backwards skip occasionally falling backwards. But now she was going up a flight of stairs to the roof and you could not do any of those things while climbing a flight of stairs, so boring how is she supposed to have fun on something if she can't skip or twirl on the without you know falling.. Stupid stairs. Eventually Freya made it to the roof breathing in a breath of the air a big smile appearing on her face as she looked around at the view, now this was pretty. Then Freya saw a male who did not look all to happy but she decided to approach him with caution, she noticed a steady dripping of blood coming from the mans hand and a worried expression appeared on her face but then she warmly smiled at the man "Are you aware that you hand is bleeding because it is." Her voice had a warm tone to it seeming to be unfazed by the blood, Freya just sounded happy, and of course she was yet slightly nervous. It was rare to see Freya unhappy and not jumping around she was almost always smiling and happy, unless of course she was in the middle of a flashback or some type of conflict was occurring then she would be running or blank faced and scared.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 10:19 pm
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Tristan☯Pell▂▂▂▂ Mood: Lazy
Thinking: Who is she...?
Wearing: Clothing in picture
Location: School Roof
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
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Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'
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Tristan continued to focus on the rhythmic dripping of his blood. His helped to clear his mind. So long as he continued to focus on something so simple, he could calm down. The memory of that day at the hospital slowly faded away, retreating back into the darkest corners of his mind. More drops of blood spread out and ran down his cheeks. They began to look like tears. Deep red tears. Of course, there were no real tears involved. Just the picture of crying painted by the crimson streams. He opened his other eye, both now staring straight into the sky. They looked through his hand, past the sun and the stars, to a world far far away. A world without life. An empty world. The kind of planet where no grass grew. There was no water in his little imaginary space. A completely barren void. Only his astral form stood upon the desert-like planet.
Both his physical form and his imaginary astral form spoke, in unison, in the same low voice as before. "`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting: `Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'" It was then that he noticed someone had found their way to the roof, and they were moving towards him. The first thing he noticed about the stranger was, of course, that she was a female. Her voice and her appearance both pointed towards that fact. Or, he thought it was a fact. Tristan wasn't entirely sure, but he thought it was a pretty good guess. He turned his red eyes from the stranger to his hand when she spoke to him. His lips parted once more. "Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'"
Tristan opened his fist, the sickly feeling of nails ripping out of his palm struck him as soon as he had done so. his nails were coated with crimson liquid, and his palm was the same way. He laid it down beside him and sat up. His dark hair instantly fell in his face. With his eyes hidden, and his back to the newcomer, he finally responded. "Sorry. Does it bother you?" Tristan asked, his new tone telling her that either way he didn't much care for whether it disturbed her or not. She seemed happy, and her voice had been warm when she spoke. Maybe he shouldn't be so cold to her. Though, he couldn't help it. Tristan had been cold to everyone for a while now. It had become a bad habit.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 10:31 pm
Weber Houston People tell you to Follow your Dreams ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ Pain, something Weber has always felt in his life most emotional if not physical. Weird when you feel both at the same time if one pain wasn't bad enough by itself both were extremely unbearable. The physical pain, being punched in the face twice, wasn't that bad any more but it was sore any touch would stung. Emotional, he was used to be rejected, hated, and being ignored all which he felt since he got here. Also desperation from getting lost in the forest a while back but he was okay now. Walking, he thought, would probably have distracted but instead left him alone with his thoughts making it only worse. The time it took for him to reach the roof if the school, he was feeling depressed,then he notice a smell of blood. Weber saw two other kids up here he decided to ignore them they were probably mean and rude like everyone here.
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ After Telling you what You shouldn't Be
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 10:42 pm
 Leila PiperLeila climbed onto the roof, almost slipping twice. She had already dropped her luggage in her dorm and had been exploring the school for a couple of hours. There were already a few students up here; two that seemed to be talking to each other, and a boy sitting alone, far from the couple. She saw that he seemed sad, and decided that now was the time to make a new friend. Leila balanced herself and walked over to the boy. She plopped herself down next to him and offered him her hand. "Hi, there. I'm Leila. New here. What's your name? Are you ok?" she asked. She had never been a tactful girl.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 10:48 pm
Freya heard this male talking in a low voice seeming to be reciting something but Freya only heard a few snippets, and it was all in old english. Must be old. At least she heard what he had said last, she recognized the work from the word 'nevermore'. Freya was not the smartest person ever by any means but she did remember a little bit of 'The Raven' that she had read during school one year. From what she could see he had blood running down his face in a way that made it look he was crying tears of blood, Freya hopped he was not crying tears of blood that did not seem to healthy. Soon Freya watched the male unclench his bloody hand, she could only imagine how much that would sting. After placing his hand down next to him he turned away his back facing Freya and his face hidden beneath his hair, he asked if it bothered her and the blood did not. However, it did bother her that he spoke to her with his back to her, she found it to be disrespectful Freya liked to look at the person she was talking to but now she was talking to his back. "The blood? No. Your back turned to me as you talk? Kinda." Freya's voice still held a warm, friendly sound to it never once a hostile or rude sound to it only friendly. Freya had a tendency to be nice to everyone even if someone was ridiculing her, but that always seemed to irritate the person more and cause a conflict and then Freya would shut down or run, typically she would shut down. Freya glanced in the other direction when she heard two sets of footsteps on the roof, upon turning around it was confirmed that two people had joined them on the roof one a sad looking male kind of like the male she was talking to and the other a peppy looking female, Freya looked away from them and back to the male she was talking to awaiting a response.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 11:11 pm
Weber Houston People tell you to Follow your Dreams ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ Weber took out his cards crumbling them up and then slamming them between his hands before they seem completely fine. Magic, not even the real kind he just knew how to trick people's mind and force the eye to see what he wants it to see. To make people laugh he enjoyed making people happy but it's hard when your not happy yourself. Weber looked up to see a girl sitting next to him and talking to him, he scooted away from her not trusting her or anyone for that matter. "Weber" He whispered so silently that she wouldn't notice he mimicked her voice.
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ After Telling you what You shouldn't Be
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 11:20 pm
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Tristan☯Pell▂▂▂▂ Mood: Lazy
Thinking: Great... More people.
Wearing: Clothing in picture
Location: School Roof
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
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With such name as `Nevermore.'
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Tristan turned slightly so that she could at least see half of his face. "Is that any better?" He asked, reaching up with his clean hand to brush the hair out of his eyes. His crimson colored iris glanced towards the stranger from the corner of his visible eye. He traced the outline of her lips in his mind, removing the image itself from his mental canvas only to leave the outline of her smile. Her smile was genuine. Not coy or devious. Just... happy. He wasn't used to those smiles anymore. The only ones he had seen for a while have been those of the people in the hallway, snickering and spreading rumors around even further. Or the one from his brother every now and again in school, when he would smile that lying little grin he knew all too well. Tristan saw that smile enough. He was glad to see someone with a genuine, happy smile for once. Though he wouldn't show it.
"I like your smile," Tristan said bluntly. "It's... nice." The dark haired guy looked past the stranger towards two more people who had joined them on the roof. 'It's getting crowded up here,' he thought somewhat bitterly. His gaze returned once again to the girl he was speaking to. Tristan looked upon her for another moment before looking out off the roof. "D'ya have a name?"
O.O.C: Sorry, my posts are going to get progressively shorter for a bit. I'm leaving in several hours, and I still have a couple of things I need to finish up before I catch my flight. I hope that this shall suffice?
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 11:41 pm
Freya smiled when he turned slightly so she could at least see half of his face, it was not his whole face by any means but it also was not the back of his head. "Much better!" Freya said with a excited tone as she sat on the ledge near him. Freya observed him for a moment wondering what caused him to clench his fist so hard that his hand began to bleed , though she wanted to know Freya did not want to ask if was none of her business. While looking at him she noticed his eyes were a red color, never had she met someone with red eyes Freya found the red pigment in his eyes to be rather interesting. A faint, barely visible blush appeared on her cheeks when he said that he liked her smile "Well thanks!" Her voice even more happy then before. Freya smiled hearing him ask had a name, "Of course not. Why would I need such a thing." She said laughing at herself obviously finding the little joke funnier then it was. After a moment of laughing Freya nodded "Just kidding my name is Freya. What's yours?" Freya said with a curious look on her face. Ooc: You're fine, no worries^^ Also, sorry if my post seemed a little bit jumbled.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 11:58 pm
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Tristan☯Pell▂▂▂▂ Mood: Lazy
Thinking: She's so happy.
Wearing: Clothing in picture
Location: School Roof
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
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Tristan arched an eyebrow and turned his head to look at her, revealing his full face. "Freya, huh? Cool. I'm Tristan." It wasn't the smoothest of introductions, but he didn't have any reason to try and be smooth. For all he knew, she had already met his brother and he probably had told her a bunch of bullshit stories. It wouldn't be the first time. Tristan looked at his bloody hand. He traced the marks from his fingernails as he had done with Freya's smile moments ago. The bleeding had slowed down some. It never had bled very quickly, but there was still a difference between then and now. He just shook his head and used the back of his other hand to wipe some of the blood off of his face. It only seemed to smear the crimson streams. Tristan let out a long, heavy sigh. "So what brings you up here, Freya?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:15 am
Freya nodded and smiled hearing Tristan's name "Nice to meet you." She said in a informal yet polite way. As Tristan looked down at his bloody hand so did Freya but in a more concerned way, she wondered if the cuts would be okay without being cleaned properly but Tristan did not seem to care to much. When he went to wipe off his face Freya watched knowing that it would most likely smear, and it did. "I was just walking, well skipping around, and then I saw some stairs so I climbed them and here I am." Freya told him with a slight giggle. Freya's eyes hovered to the smeared blood on his face "You should probably clean that off and clean your hand." Freya told Tristan with a soft barley there smile.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:38 am
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Tristan☯Pell▂▂▂▂ Mood: Lazy
Thinking: She's so happy.
Wearing: Clothing in picture
Location: School Roof
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
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Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
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Tristan arched an eyebrow at her, once again. He leaned back until he was laying down. "Yeah, probably. But then I'd have to go inside. Or at least I'm pretty sure I would. I don't think they have a fountain or anything like that up here, do they?" He asked, tilting his head to look up at her. The thought of going inside and risking running into his brother made him clench his bloody hand back into a fist, squeezing more blood out. "Why would you worry about that anyway? I assumed you were all rainbows and butterflies or something. I mean, you just seem so happy. Why would you concern yourself with something like that?" Tristan asked in a lazy tone. He tried to play it off like he hadn't just deepened the wounds from his fingernails. It stung slightly. As it would the next time, and again the time after that. It was a familiar sting. He just stared up at Freya, ignoring he pain in his palm.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 6:57 am
Freya nodded though she did not understand why he would not want to go inside, she then scanned the area to check for a water fountain it was a roof top so of course there was not one "No there is not a fountain up here." Freya said quietly as she noticed him clenching his fist causing more blood to drip out. Why was Tristan doing this, it had to hurt him maybe it was a way of coping but what was bothering him? When he asked why she was worried about it she just sort of stared at him for a moment, it was a blank stare but only for a short moment and then lightly smiled at him "I worry about a lot of things actually." She told him. Freya did tend to worry about things but almost never did it show on her exterior but she would voice her concerns. "So because I am all rainbows, butterflies and happiness I can't worry about anything?" Her voice slightly offended but still happy, it was a strange mix but she managed to have to separate emotions in one sentence.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 7:16 am
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Tristan☯Pell▂▂▂▂ Mood: Lazy
Thinking: She's so happy.
Wearing: Clothing in picture
Location: School Roof
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
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Tristan shrugged. He smiled slightly. With his fist still clenched, he sat back up. He couldn't get comfortable. Laying down and sitting up just didn't feel as relaxing to him anymore. He squeezed his fist a bit tighter. "I guess you're right," he said, taking note of the strange mix of offense and happiness in her voice. "I didn't really think about that." Tristan got up and walked closer to the edge of the building. He stared straight down, watching as a few students left and entered the school. They seemed a lot smaller from up here. He wondered how many of them he would end up running into in the halls this year, or how many of them had met his brother. "Dammit Leon..." he muttered under his breath before returning to sit by Freya. She was right. He would eventually need to get the blood cleaned off and dress his wound, but would probably wait until the school day is long over and most of the students are out of the building. That would keep him from any unwanted confrontations. Today was a lazy day for Tristan. He hadn't really gotten into any fights yet, and his entire day so far has been spent up on this roof. Maybe he could continue his lazy streak. "Do you always talk to complete strangers?" Tristan asked her, trying to keep the conversation going.
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