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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:42 pm
Call me Patricia Stark, Of The Timeladies.While she had the urge to ignore the boy, feeling that he would provide very little conversation, she was caught offguard by his first reply. Raising an eyebrow, she thought momentarily of the time period she was in, and found that no earthly being would know of such an existence. "You're not from here, are you?" She was slowly working her way toward an answer, but it would be best for him to answer, just to be completely sure. Turning back to the shelf, she withdrew another book, her eyes scanning the pages as she waited patiently. "How Many Of Us Can Be Left?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:48 pm
 Danny Yahya Danny was still smiling slightly as he continued to look through books, "Me? Not really, then again, who is from around here in this school?" Danny replied with a question as he got the next book. He already had a very good idea on who she was race-wise with the reaction she had just given him.
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:02 pm
"Call me Patricia Stark, Of The Timeladies."Snapping the book closed, she kept her focus on the boy, her words coming with another sarcastic tone. "Very funny." Her eyes narrowed momentarily as she considered the prospect of elaborating upon her thoughts. She refrained after a few moments, deciding that he knew well enough what she meant. Replacing the book, she continued speaking,
"Assuming I'm correct, which i'm sure I am, do I get to ask why you're here?" While she scanned the bindings of books for an appropiate or interesting title, perhaps something more related to salads this time? "How Many Of Us Can Be Left?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:25 pm
Danny Yahya Danny couldn't help but chuckle a bit at her sarcastic tone. "Well, Artie told me there was book with recipe for a weird looking cooked chicken, and I wanted to look at it." He replied honestly with a light smile as he put the book he held back into the shelf and looked at her.
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:56 pm
"Call me Patricia Stark, Of The Timeladies."Having no idea who Artie was, she focused on the latter part of his statement, remembering the first book she'd gone through. Pulling the book from the shelf, she tossed it to the boy. "Page thirty-six looked...weird." A small frown crossed her expression before continuing, trying to ignore the idea of eating a chicken. "I meant...why are you here? I wasn't aware of many others being allowed to explore so...freely." Patricia's brow furrowed with question, her thoughts hoping that this boy, whatever his name was, would understand her confusion. "I've never known a timelord to find earth interesting enough to stay for any extended period time." "How Many Of Us Can Be Left?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 4:13 pm
Danny Yahya Danny caught the book as he blinked a bit, and opened up the book and looked through it to the page she had said. The chicken described on there with the picture did look weird, but it wasn't what he was looking for. "Why? Because I want to, and for one thing, I never said I was a time lord. I'm just a person who is very far away from home with a metal man who turns into a human and a werewolf and a squid man who can turn into a mummy." He replied with a smile as he watched her.
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 6:15 pm
"Call me Patricia Stark, Of The Timeladies."Turning away from the shelf, as it seemed every title left was one she'd already read before, Patricia listened to the boy, a scoff erupting at his words. "Then, how would you know of the beings? Unless you have traveled with a timelord?" Her arms crossed as she considered his other statements, finding them fascinating. A squid man? She'd never seen that before. "How Many Of Us Can Be Left?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 1:06 am
Danny Yahya "I can honestly say that I have never traveled with a timelord." Danny replied with a smile as he looked at her, and it was the truth since he had never traveled with a timelord as he was one, but he wasn't going to say that yet. "As to how I know, I've been around long enough to have heard of them." He added as he stretched a bit.
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 8:46 am
"Call me Patricia Stark, Of The Timeladies."Taking his comments as truth, Patricia leaned back into a shelf, her eyes still scanning the boy with question. There was something odd, and she had been so sure...what other race lived that long? "Then, may I ask, how old are you?"
{ooc: block D:} "How Many Of Us Can Be Left?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 11:02 am
Danny Yahya Danny yawned a bit as he watched her lean against the shelf. "My age? Oh... umm...hold on, let me count.....Let's see...1...2..3.......I am 977 years old." He replied after having mumbled some numbers, he had lost count on how old he was, but it wasn't hard for him to keep up with. He smiled a bit as he looked at her, waiting to see her reaction to his age.
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 1:12 pm
"Call me Patricia Stark, Of The Timeladies."Letting the man count, as she was never one to remember age off the top of her head either. However, she wasn't expecting his age to surpass her own. "But, you're older than myself." She sighed, wondering why he was able to act so carefree when he must have seen plenty over those vast amount of years. "So, why come here? Surely, you've already achieved whatever education you need or want." She eyed him suspiciously, wondering exactly how he would answer.
{ooc: n/a} "How Many Of Us Can Be Left?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 1:55 pm
Danny Yahya "Oh really? I'm older than you?" Danny replied, a bit surprised, but he was fine with it. "Why come here? Well...Why not come here to see magic in action. That, and I might have gone a bit senile, or maybe not, who knows." He replied and noticed her eying him, and then one of his random traits appeared like how he seemed to read a person's mind, though he really couldn't. "As for why I act so carefree despite being so old...well I guess you could say that I just wanted to. I don't like acting so old and serious, except around Len just to rub in the fact that I look younger than him, yet I'm older than him. It makes him so annoyed.." Danny added with a bit of a very enjoyed smile at the thought of it.
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:59 pm
"Call me Patricia Stark, Of The Timeladies."Reluctantly, she nodded, as if it were annoying to admit that one was older than her, and probably more experienced when that age was two hundred years above her's. And it was true, that magic was a fascinating, but to think of someone older than herself as a student...how strange. Before she spoke again, he answered her next question, causing confusion to appear on her expression. It wasn't as if he'd touched her, he just knew...While his answer was acceptable, she supposed, as finding life was more enjoyable when one let the rules bend every now and then, it was still odd that he seemed to predict her thoughts. "Ugh, don't do that." she complained. It was fun to think that she was so predictable in her mannerisms and speech.
{ooc: n/a} "How Many Of Us Can Be Left?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 3:28 pm
Danny Yahya Danny laughed a bit at her expression as he stretched a bit. He had been all over the place, so he had learned a few tricks on how to read people's minds by just looking into their eyes and following their expressions and movements. "Don't do what?" He asked cheerfully as he looked at her.
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The Original Jitterbug Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 3:52 pm
A bored, green-haired young man wandered into the library, slightly taken in by all the books around him. He was in the middle of choosing one on a nearby shelf when he saw Danny nearby. The concept of silence completely lost on him, he rushed over to him, nearly knocking over a shelf as he did.
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