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 Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 7:39 pm
 Terra Jeraul|✖| ▬▬▬▬▬▬►✩◄▬▬▬▬▬▬ |✖| Terra sat patiently, waiting for his food to be made and brought to him. Eventually his drink arrived, which he sipped still waiting, not sure what to do in the spare time. Suddenly, a bell chimed, coming from the door. Terra looked back and saw a small girl entering the diner. The door's bell didn't make any sound when he entered. He wondered why, but didn't worry too much about it. The girl was more interesting than a little bell. So pretty and delicate looking. She seemed like she must have come from a nice family, very rich, but it doesn't matter. What took what grabbed his attention the most was the little umbrella thing she carried with her. It looked like it was one of those daytime one, used to block the sun. He smiled at it, having this be his first time seeing one so close. He almost chuckled at the sight. He looked away from the young lady, not wanting to seem like he was staring. He sipped more of his drink.
The drink was almost gone when he noticed that she was sitting next to him, with the umbrella thing beneath her, leaning against the bar. She ordered and comparing her's to his, she sounded very healthy. However, Terra found her accent to be incredible. He smiled as she spoke with the woman, enjoying the ring in her tone. He wanted to speak with her, but he saw the lady appear with his food. Terrible timing, just really terrible timing. Maybe after I begin on the fries I can talk to her. Yeah, I'll just eat a few for now. The lady placed his food in front of him on the counter, offered him more sprite, but he asked for water. He had enough soda for the time being. He picked up a fry and was about to eat it, when he remembered the lolipop stick still hanging out of his mouth. He chuckled, realizing it's been there the entire time, even while he was drinking. He placed it on the place and ate a few fries, taking his time, enjoying each crunch as he bit down on them. After the fourth, he finished swallowing and said to the pretty girl next to him, "Well, I'd rather talk than be awkward, so, my name is Terra Jeraul, but you may call me Terra. You are?" Then he remembered that she first spoke in a different language, so maybe she didn't understand very well? Perhaps he was just making things worse.“chatty chatty”action action thought thought
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 4:49 pm
~• Ciel Phillips •~
• Ciel sighed as he walked into the Diner. It was a hard day for him and it felt like he was walking forever. He slightly smiled and walked inside and inhaled the wonderful smell of the Diner. He then walked up to a stool. He could hear his wonderful tea calling his name. The waitress was pretty familiar with Ciel and gave him the usual. Wonderful Earl Grey tea. Ciel thanked her with a straight face before he took a sip of the tea. His cheeks turning a slight pink because of the warmness of the tea. Yeah, he needed this. He needed the relaxation.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 5:04 pm
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Marie waited for her food to come, watching the employees of the place rush around as they normally would. Something about this she found to be fascinating. How all of the workers could do their own jobs as they pleased and keep the place up and running. Of course, it was a tried and true method of making things in general, but it was a philosophical think that made her wonder no less. She saw her drink arrive, soon after the meal that belonged to the gentleman next to her. The waitress placed it in front of Marie and told her that the rest of it would be coming shortly. She waited patiently as she took a sip of her cool beverage.
Her food came shortly thereafter, she set down the cup and was about to reach for her sandwich when the boy next to her began speaking. She turned to face him, as if to check that he was indeed talking to her and he was. Marie gave him a pleasantly kind smile, though the thoughts going through her mind were... Mixed to say the very least. Nothing against him, of course, but she was a naturally skeptical person. "Marie. Marie Lebeau. It is nice to meet you, Terra." She replied cordially, understanding him just fine. The 'r's of his name rolled off of her tongue in a way that could only be described as... Well... French. She looked back to her plate, picked up her sandwich and took a bite of it.
There was a little bit of silence as she took a few more bites of her food. In her mind, however, there was no silence. She repeated what he'd said in her mind, as if trying to figure out if there was any accent of sorts to be found there. None. None that she could find. After swallowing, she looked back up at the boy. Well, he did say that he'd rather talk than be awkward. So why not continue the conversation? "So, er... Um... Where are you from?" She inquired with obvious curiosity.
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✥Where am I?: Death Diner
✥✥With whom?: Terra
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 10:49 pm
Terra Jeraul|✖| ▬▬▬▬▬▬►✩◄▬▬▬▬▬▬ |✖| Marie. What a pretty name. A pretty name to go with a pretty girl. Very interesting accent. European? Terra seemed to already be very interested in this woman. Just a few words and a short time can do that. He smiled after learning her name, repeating it in his mind as to not forget it. He took a bite of his burger, enjoying the delightful tastes of the contents of it. The lettuce, tomato, mayo, and pickles gave it a very fresh feeling as the bacon and beef made his taste buds feel fantastic. When she asked him where he was from, his mind bounced images around, trying to remember the name. It has been a while since he last thought of home. There were beaches with white sand and condos bunched together, clear skies most of the time with a bright sun hanging from above, and many local restaurants to have a good time in. "Florida," he said after remembering the name. Continuing to speak with Marie, he had said "I lived in Florida for most of my life, ten years or so. Your accent leads me to think you're from Europe. My guess is France, or maybe close to it?" He paused for a moment, then finished off with, "It's a very pretty accent. Your voice sounds very nice." He looked at Marie, mostly at her eyes. He smiled and took another bite of the cheeseburger. So pretty, he thought again. Surely, she's drawn in attention from the wrong people while out and about.“chatty chatty”action action thought thought
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 4:48 pm
Marie Lebeau
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Marie nodded when hearing where he was from. Florida? Huh... She wasn't exactly sure where that was but she understood roughly where it would be. She took a bite of her grilled cheese, followed by a sip from her glass of iced tea. After swallowing, she nodded again to answer his question. "Oui. I am from France. Paris, to be precise. I 'ave lived zhere for all of my life." She answered with a smile. Once she heard his complement, a very faint blush graced her cheeks. "Oh, zhank you!" She replied before taking another bite, chewing, and swallowing. She couldn't help but notice how he was looking at her: with what could be seen as fascination or attraction. Either which way, it was not something she was very accustomed to... Being cooped up in the manor for most of her life and such. Marie managed to ignore the awkward feeling and, instead, acted as though it was something she was used to.
Silence went on for a second or so as she took as sip of her drink. Marie looked to Terra again, now with another question on the forefront of her thoughts. "What brings you to Death City, zhen?"
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✥Where am I?: Death Diner
✥✥With whom?: Terra
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 6:14 pm
 Dante Noforis Elric
A touch of lifexxxxA touch of lifexxxxA touch of life
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[ Soul Resonance: Inactive]|[ Soul Wavelength: Stable]|[ Soul Collection: 0]|[ Energy Output: 0%]|[ Weapon: ---]|
• ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ • Why so serious? xxxxxxDante was enjoying his lemon cake when he heard someone else enter the dinner and turned around to see a young lad come through. At first he shook it off like a usual person would and resumed to eat his cake. Up till the point when smelt a familiar frequent waffling among the air. The smell of a rich and smoothing tea, perhaps it was Earl brand? He couldn't tell the difference between tea types, but for one he knew that this was also one of his delights. It was an uncommon tea, compare to the usual brands that people tend to drink. In his curiosity he followed the scent and slowly arrived at the lad's table. Dante was a bit puzzled when he found whom was drinking that tea. For one he expected an rich elderly, but it ended up to be a royal lad. "You sure know you tea.." Smirking a bit he stood there with good posture. "Mind if I take a seat?"
A parting glass to you lad! {OutxOfxxCharacter -- enter } Techniques Used:
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 6:32 pm
✤ℱleur De℣alentine✤
 I am the Princess of Madness Fleur watched the two human leave before looking back at Zephyr. "Yes, well it would have been upsetting simply because I'm trying to enjoy a quiet afternoon without wrecking an entire city block." She listened to Zephyr's questions, seemingly unimpressed. "I don't hate you," she told Zephyr as she began to fix her hair. "I just think you're a bunch of frog-eating slime-barfing seaweed-loving dinosaur fish who forgot to evolve about 20 million years ago and I'd send you all back to the Jurassic period if I could. But alas, even I don't have that kind of power." She lowered her hands as she seemed to be satisfied with her look. "In other words, it's nothing personal. And I don't have a "liking" for your sister." Fleur paused as she heard Zephyr's last statement about being friends. Anyone could see the little gears in her head turning. "And why would you want to share a secret like that with me?" She asked suspiciously, wondering what Zephyr was up to. And in the end, all will kneel before me
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 7:31 pm
~♕ Ciel Phillips ♕~♕Partner: No one. ♕ Abilities: Cold Shoulder, Heartless, and Silent Treatment. ♕ Mood: Low key curious. ♕ Company: Some stranger.
♕ Ciel closed his eyes. He had entered his own little world. He was mentally playing chess with himself. Since Ciel really liked to win, he often wanted to see if he could win against himself. Ciel like to plan chess, it was a game filled with strategy. Ciel had a good mind. The game was also peaceful and quiet. Ciel liked both of those things. It was the perfect game for him. Ciel wasn't interested in sports and all of that. Ciel was like...a lazy turtle. He moved slow sometimes though sometimes he didn't feel like moving at all. The most active he is when he is walking around but besides that Ciel could just relax, drink tea, and read books about the 1800s.
♕ As quickly as it started it ended when he heard someone speak to him. What the bloody hell could they possibly want. His mental chess game was getting REALLY good. He could swear he was about to win. To resist the urge to slap or punch whoever was near him he took a sip of tea. Okay, now he was stable. He slowly opened his blue orbs which set upon some guy in front of him. He simply discarded the comment that this guy said. Though he was a bit curious about this guy. "Sure...whatever." he mumbled, tapping his finger against the tea cup. A gentle ting sound played because of the ring on his finger.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 8:27 pm
Terra Jeraul|✖| ▬▬▬▬▬▬►✩◄▬▬▬▬▬▬ |✖| Terra smiled that his guess was correct, but her accent was rather obvious. It was rare for him to go out of the U.S. but he had met several people that had been visiting Florida from other countries, their way of speaking always fascinated him. He took another bite of his burger, glad that she hadn't rejected him after a compliment. Many people were a bit weird about receiving compliments. When she asked for his reasoning of coming to Death City, he paused chewing, losing the joy that shown in his face. He sat there for a moment, his facial expression blank. He slowly started back to chewing, and swallowed, then placed down his burger, the top half sliding slightly off of the bottom half. He brushed off his hands, tossing the little crumbs from his gloves onto the plate. He then looked at Marie and responded with, "I'm here in Death City because something happened and I don't want it happening again. I recently arrived, the travel took a while, but soon it will be worth it. When you go through something painful, you don't want to stand by and watch others go through the same horror you witnessed. Maybe later I'll tell you what happened, but now is not the time."Terra looked away from Marie, staring at the drops of water on the glass cup. He picked it up, took a sip of the iced water, and placed it back on the counter, looking at the ice cubes in the glass. Some were still full cubes, other melted a little, and a few almost gone. He tried to smile, but it was faint. He then asked Marie without looking at her, "Well, what might be your reason for being in Death City?" “chatty chatty”action action thought thought
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 9:08 pm
Marie Lebeau
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Marie took a bite of her food again, chewing and swallowing. She was nearly finished with her food. Her curious grin became a solemn, understanding expression when he began talking about why he was here. She knew what he meant by it. Of course, she most likely hadn't--unless by some insane coincidence she had--experienced the same, if not similar, thing as he. Had she witnessed a traumatizing event? Yes. Was she sure that other had experienced the same? Certainly. But was that something she was so willing to fight for? No, not especially. She was too young to understand it at the time... Marie stopped her train of thought right where it had ended up before it got any worse than it already had. She promised herself that it wouldn't let it trouble her anymore... There was no reason for it to, anyhow. Not in her book, anyway. She took a sip of her iced tea and placed it back down on the counter.
Once he had asked, Marie looked up at Terra with a quiet sigh. She noticed his faint smile, not thinking much of it. She could tell it was slightly forced... But she said nothing of it. "It, eh... It was not really my choice. My mother wants me to go to zhe, um... What do you call it 'ere? Death Weapon and Meister Academy, is it? My father was not very happy with zhe idea but my mother wants me to be able to, er... Control what I can do." She paused, to think of what she wanted to say next... Well, more like what its English equivalent was. "I am a Weapon." Marie gave a small little laugh, as though it meant next to nothing to her. She, honestly, did not really care whether or not she came here or not. She just didn't want to hurt anyone by mistake. She took another bite of her sandwich, finishing it off.
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✥Where am I?: Death Diner
✥✥With whom?: Terra
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 9:13 pm
Dante Noforis Elric
A touch of lifexxxxA touch of lifexxxxA touch of life
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[ Soul Resonance: Inactive]|[ Soul Wavelength: Stable]|[ Soul Collection: 0]|[ Energy Output: 0%]|[ Weapon: ---]|
• ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ • Why so serious? xxxxxxDespite the lad's appearance, the lad's attitude was beyond his age. Dante wondered if he interrupted something of importance. After all, the nobleman always has something to ponder about. Taking a seat infront of the stranger, he collapsed both of his hands together and leaned in close to have a closer look at the lad. Dante wondered what the eye-patch was for, thus made him more curious on peeking for what was behind that patch. But it would've been too awkward for him to speak so soon. "I have not seen your face before, I am Dante. I know few, but many considers me an enemy. So are you an enemy?" Dante smiled devilish as he awaited the stranger's reply.
A parting glass to you lad! {OutxOfxxCharacter -- enter } Techniques Used:
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2014 1:51 am
Mercedes Llewellyn ╔══════════════╗ Nickname: Keikoku Akumu (Beautiful Nightmare), Kuroi Shinzo, (Black Heart), Mercy, Lolita
Age: 16
Occupation: Meister - student (Sophomore)
Orientation: Single - Straight
Weapon Partner: Song Spalva
Inventory: journal, pen, caramel apple suckers, and a bottle of Brisk Iced Tea & Lemonade
Current Goal: collecting Kishin Souls and that one Witch Soul. gaining my memories back.
Abilities: Soul Perception, Soul Menace, Two Palm Soul Menace: Twin Spears, Dark Pulse, Black Static, Banshee Scream
Outfits: {{Everyday Attire}} {{Formal}} {{Night Attire}} {{SwimWear}} {{Party Attire}}
Mood: half relaxed, half tense.
Thoughts: I wonder how I can get him to smile more, or atleast laugh.
Company: Song Splava (and others) ╚══════════════╝ ✰If I Touch A Burning Candle, I Will Feel No Pain✰
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Mercedes giggled again as she closed her journal, sticking the pen into the spiral of the journal before sticking it back into her bag and setting it on the chair beside her, so that it was between her and Song and not where someone could steal it. taking a glance around, she noticed more people had shown up even as a lot had left. even from the short time she had just met Song, she could easily tell that he didn't like big crowds as much as she did. turning her attention back to Song, she did notice however that their food was on the way. but she gave Song a smile and spoke, "it takes patience and practice is all. and thank you. I could have written a lot more if I wanted to, but I felt that, that small amount was good enough, atleast for now anyway. I may change it up later. I always tend to do that with my writing." The waiter walked up to their table and set down the big carrying tray and separated their food, handing off Song's to him first and then giving Mercedes' hers. Mercedes nodded with a smile and thanked the waiter as he picked up the carrying tray and walked off. Mercedes pulled her bowl of soup closer to her as she picked up her spoon and dunking it into the soup and pulling it back out as she slipped the spoon of soup into her mouth. nibbling on the broccoli for a few minutes she would swallow and then look over at Song and speak up again, "so what do you want to do after this? I mean unless you have something planned." |▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀| ✰I Know My Heart's Not Beating, I Know That I Am Dead✰
✰But It Looks Like I Still Have Some Tears To Shed✰ {{OOC: ive been on and off with my rping mood lately. I think its the weather messing with my head, it wants to be sunny then it wants to rain, and it just keeps repeating... ugh.}}
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2014 5:40 am
~♕ Ciel Phillips ♕~♕Partner: No one. ♕ Abilities: Cold Shoulder, Heartless, and Silent Treatment. ♕ Mood: Low key curious. ♕ Company: Some stranger.
♕ Ciel slightly leaned back when Dante suddenly leaned forward towards him, his cheeks admitting a slight blush. He then looked away crossed his arms. "What are you staring at pervert?" he said quite coldly. He then rolled his eyes and took another sip of his tea. "I'm not many and i'm not few." he simply said before looking down at his tea cup. It was empty. Ciel slightly gritted his teeth at the sight of a empty tea cup. "Damn..." he muttered under his breath. Just then the waitress came around and poured him a fresh new cup. A small smile then appeared on his face, satisfied that his cup was now full of Earl Grey tea. He then took a sip and blushed a bit. It was better than the first cup. What was the special ingredient? Oh he didn't care, he just seriously loved the tea.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2014 7:41 am
Terra Jeraul|✖| ▬▬▬▬▬▬►✩◄▬▬▬▬▬▬ |✖| Terra looked down at his plate, he really didn't want to continue eating. He only ate a few fries and half the burger, but his appetite was missing. His hunger had left him and now he just wanted to talk. The way she explained her story concerned him. It being her mother's idea instead of her's, didn't sound like a very nice reason to go to the school. He asked her "So the academy, huh? How long have you been in town?" Terra grabbed the cup with only half of the amount of water remaining. He grabbed the straw and stirred the ice cubes around. Eventually he began sipping on the water. Terra paused for a moment, thinking then asked, "When she told you you're going here, did you want to or not?" He waited until she answered then asked, "What kind of weapon are you?" “chatty chatty”action action thought thought
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2014 12:49 pm
Marie Lebeau
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Marie nodded and paused to think of how long she had been in Death City. What was it? Two days now? It felt like it was much shorter. "Two days. I, eh... I flew in two days ago." She said before finishing off her iced tea. She set the glass down and then looked up at Terra. She had to think for a moment... Did she really to want to go to the academy? "Uh... Oui. I did want to go. I want to get good control over it all. Zhe weapon stuff. I do not want to 'urt anyone by mistake. Que serait très mauvais. I 'ad to convince my mother to let me go 'ere. Zhat was easy to do but my father was not very happy about it. Zhat took awhile to let me go." She answered, occasionally switching in and out of French. Well, it was only one sentence but it was still switching nonetheless.
When asked what kind of weapon she was and she sighed. "A fan... Like a, um, a fighting fan. With little blades... It is 'ard to describe. Maybe I will show you sometime." She couldn't help but blush just a little bit. Was she embarrassed by it? No, not especially.
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✥Where am I?: Death diner
✥✥With whom?: Terra
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