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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 8:28 pm
Winne stepped through the doors of the room, her deep blue eyes skimming the room carefully.
"Oh, Cres, where are you?" she murmured softly as she let out a sigh. She grabbed a piece of cake off of the counter that hadn't been touched and took a bite from it. It was comfort food to ease her growing depression. Where could he be?{ Winne Lymbough } 
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 1:51 am
 Kaito Matsushita================ ☠ ================Kaito felt his eye twitch as he stared down at the monstrosity before him. An oven. Now this was a f-cking disgrace. Here he was, big right hand man of an even bigger mafia boss, and what was he doing? He was teaching a baking class. First of all, he hated kids. Second, he hated cooking. See the problem here? The only reason he was doing this was because he had to find someone here, and to do that he needed a job that was free enough to let him do his real - emphasis on real - work in peace. Lucky for him he heard that this school was notorious for both the paranormal and kids not showing up to class. So the most he had to worry about, by the sounds of it, were ghosts in the hallway turning the lights on and off. Big deal. ================ ☠ ================
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2015 8:30 pm
 (Prince) Avery Florent"Watch how you speak to me."With a heavy sigh, the tall brunette stared at the door of his next class. He adjusted the strap of his backpack, the leather digging into his shoulder harshly, but he didn't care. He just wanted to take an easy class, not learn a useless skill! Oh, why did he have to have already taken debate? Why, why? The prince shook his head in chagrin, then puffed his chest and waited for his fierce expression to land on his handsome face. He smiled, then grabbed the door handle and pushed open the door-- To find an empty classroom. " F-ck," he cursed, walking into the classroom. Great, now he was going to spend the whole time by himself. At least he wouldn't have to put up with any annoying students that might come up to him, offering to help. He tossed his bag onto a desk, then pulled his phone out. " Hello?" he called, not really expecting anyone to answer as he texted his friend, Henry. "I will be king someday."................................................................................
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2015 10:49 pm
Kaito Matsushita================ ☠ ================Kaito was crouched on the ground, one hand gripping a box of cake mix. He narrowed his eyes at it, smoke rising from the cigarette between his lips. Okay. It looked simple enough. Maybe if he made a good enough cake the Boss would appreciate him more! Heh, why should he make it? He'd get his "students" to! Yeah, a nice cake and a caught rival... the Boss would love him more than that dame of his! The mobster lifted his head when he heard a voice and turned to look over his shoulder. No way. Someone actually came?! Quickly getting up, the man set the box on the table and slapped the nonexisting dirt off his pants. " Yo." he answered. His English was pretty good and barely had a Japanese accent. If anything, it sounded like it had a Boston accent. Watching plenty of American movies helped time to time. " You here for class or something?" Heh, look at this kid. He was no doubt a fancy-schmancy rich boy. ================ ☠ ================
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2015 11:12 pm
(Prince) Avery Florent"Watch how you speak to me."" No, I'm here to stare at you until you give me an A," was the royal's snarky reply, tucking his phone away and not surprised that his teacher was present. However, having Pretty-Boy Floyd as his teacher was a shock. Looking around, he sat at a desk and kicked his feet up, pulling a book from his bag and opening it. " Since we're the only one's here, let's make the best of it. I'll leave you alone if you leave me alone and give me an A. Sound good, Mr. Capone?" He didn't even look up at the man, keeping his eyes on the book. "I will be king someday." ................................................................................
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2015 11:27 pm
Kaito Matsushita================ ☠ ================Kaito blinked. Was this kid- Was he serious? The mobster looked around and ran a hand down his mouth in disbelief. What a rude little sh-t. Figures, rich kids never learned their damn manners. Even the people in the gang didn't speak like that to him! Kaito turned back to the kid. Look at him, just reading his book and expecting an easy A. Little sh-t. Moving towards the desk, the teacher slammed his hands on the top to get the kid's attention. " Nah, we ain't doin' that easy sh-t, kid." He reached towards the area he was standing at before and plucked the cake mix off, dropping it into the boy's hands. " This is baking class. That's baking mix. You're gonna bake a cake, get it? It don't take a full class to make one cake, kiddo. And by the way, the name's Matsushita Kaito." he sneered. ================ ☠ ================
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2015 11:36 pm
(Prince) Avery Florent"Watch how you speak to me."The teen's eyes lazily drifted from his book to the cake mix, tossing it onto the desk and raising an eyebrow. " Can't do it until you show me," he said, setting the book down and standing to his full height. " You're supposed to my teacher, Mr. Capone. Show me how to make a cake so I'll know what to do." He pointedly ignored the man's name, deciding that respect not given him would not be returned. "I will be king someday." ................................................................................
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2015 11:43 pm
Kaito Matsushita================ ☠ ================The teacher was silent for a moment then looked away. " Well, uh..." Crap. He never made a cake, either! How was he supposed to teach this rude sh-t anything? Pride kept him going, however, and with a swipe of the box and a grunted, " Fine!", he made his way to the counter. Once back in position he brought the back of the box to his face and squinted. English was a damn difficult language to decipher. " Okay so... Lesse... We need them eggs and... uh..." It was kind of sad to see the tough-looking man scavenge the ingredients needed to make a cake. At one point he yelled out when he dropped an egg and, in a fit of fury, retaliated by kicking the fridge. If he put enough strength into it he might've tipped the entire thing over. ================ ☠ ================
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2015 11:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 9:40 pm
Kaito Matsushita================ ☠ ================" Shut up!" snapped the yolk-covered mobster as he glared at the student. He felt his eye twitch when he saw the rude sh-t eat gum and mock him. Little brat. Bet he always got sh-t handed to him! Didn't matter. Kaito would make sure to make a damn good cake and he wouldn't give that little sh-t any of it! Finally getting the ingredients together in one place, Kaito roughly picked up the box and glared at the instructions. What the hell was this word? M... i... x. Mix. Uh... Okay, he knew what that was. He cracked the eggs and set them in the bowl of vegetable oil then opened the box to pull out the mix. After a few tugs and a bite, he managed to rip it open and pour it into the bow. So... how do you mix these together? Kaito looked down at the bowl then the spoon near him, then the bowl again. He grabbed the utensil, an unsure look on his face, then stuck it into the bowl. He moved the spoon lazily. It didn't mix because of how slow he was, but he didn't seem to get it. He growled in frustration. Why wasn't it working?! ================ ☠ ================
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 10:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 11:36 pm
Kaito Matsushita================ ☠ ================Kaito jumped when he heard the voice so close and turned to see the rude sh-t standing besides him with the mixer in hand. Kid was lucky he didn't punch his lights out! Looking at the mixer warily, he took it and glared at it. Yeah, he remembered seeing this. Those dames he'd always have now and then would cook for him using these. He plugged it in and set it in the bowl. As he clicked on the button, he spotted movement nearby and turned to see the kid duck. " The hell are you do-AGH!!" He yelled out as cake batter shot out everywhere, including his face. Once he yanked out the wire and forced the mixer to stop, Kaito ran his hands away from his eyes to get the mix off. The anger radiating from him was hot enough to make the batter on him turn boil. ================ ☠ ================
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 11:57 pm
(Prince) Avery Florent"Watch how you speak to me."Unable to stop himself, the brunette burst out laughing, holding his stomach and leaning on a desk in an attempt to keep himself from falling. " God, you're so dumb!" he mocked, shaking his head and laughing harder. Wiping away tears, the prince slowly stopped laughing, scooping down to grab his bag and starting for the door. " Anyway, I'm out of here. Later, Mr. Capone." He waved a hand over his shoulder, grinning. "I will be king someday." ................................................................................
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2015 9:41 pm
 The classroom was empty, even the teacher had gone in a fit of anger, but shortly after it saw two people once again. The man of the duo drew out a long sigh as he was dragged in by an excited and bubbly blonde. " Is this really necessary, dearie?" Nikolai said, obviously disinterested in his predicament. It had been nearly two weeks since this "game" had started. She threatens him with a bomb, he plays her doting lover. And he hated it. He couldn't look Leon or Aysun in the eye anymore, he'd even gone silent in the midst of real passion. He was distancing himself from his family in order to protect them, and it was almost as painful as the knowledge of what he was doing behind their backs. " Of course it is, silly~! I've always wanted to do this!" Miranda giggled. She stopped next to one of the counters and turned around to look up at the Russian. She immediately threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss him passionately, to which he grunted and gently pushed her off. She hesitated then smiled again, only this time it was a cruel and heartless one. " Oh Nikki, it's almost like you don't care about whether your family dies or not." she cooed while caressing his cheek. " Just one press of the button and they'll blow up. Even if they survive I'll chase after them and give them the worse possible death." Nikolai clenched his jaw. No matter how much he despised this woman he could never escape, she was right. If he didn't give in to her demands then he'd lose Leon and Aysun, and despite the awful things he'd done in life these were two deaths he wouldn't be able to shrug off. Closing his eyes and bracing himself, the Sin nodded and leaned forward, kissing the woman who smiled so confidently in return. She evolved the kiss more, forcing the man's lips open to insert her tongue, and as she sucked on it she hopped onto the counter and wrapped her legs around his thin waist.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 8:36 pm
Leon Court " You've got to be f-cking kidding me." In the doorway, door swung wide open and window broken, stood Leon. His eyes were narrowed, filled with a heartbreak that he hadn't felt since he'd first been forced to leave Nikolai, and his fists were tightly curled. There weren't enough adjectives to describe the way he felt, but the strongest was completely livid. He stomped closer to them, reaching out and grabbing the girl by the neck, throwing her off of the Sin. He reared his fist back, then watched as it began its descent. He just barely managed to misdirect it so that it slammed into a cabinet, shattering the cheap wood and creating a deep hole. His hand drew out of the hole, splinters in his skin, but he didn't care. " We're done here," he hissed, reaching for Nikolai's hand. He roughly yanked off the ring, then turned to leave. He'd throw the ring in the dumpster on his way off of school property.
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