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 Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 11:34 pm
Akira blinked, she hadn't thought about that. She didn't have any friends for the longest time. ".....if you would like to be.... we could...." She scratched her head, ".....would you.... would you like to come with me....?......to vist....visit my parents...?" She blushed, this wasn't a sign of affection, she just wasn't accustomed to hanging out with people.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 11:38 pm
Shana perked up at that, a smile painting it's way across her face. "Okay, we're friends then." she said then watched as Akira blushed from her awkwardly asked question. "Only if you don't mind." she said as she rested her head in her hands, watching Akira.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 11:48 pm
Akira had forgotten for a moment that she was in school, "...oh my.. we best be getting to class....." She stood up, placing the icepack down, before brushing a few strands of hair from her face.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 11:59 pm
Shana blinked, apparantly having forgotten about school as well. "Oh..right!" she said before lightly hopping out of her chair and picking up Akira's books, giveing her a friendly smile. "Let's get going then, shall we?" and with that she moved to leave the room, making sure that Akira was going with her as she carried her books for her.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 12:03 am
Akira followed along, happy to be having a friend.
((Short. I have to go now, bye bye~))
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 12:03 am
Gaian Name: Deathkyo
Name: hytarin
Age: 18
apperance: onyx coulered hair with silver eyes on his shoulder he has a birth mark that is shaped like a sword (No specific reason it just looks cool)
personality: noone knows much about him he rarly talkes to people he doesnt know.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 12:07 am
hytarin walked out to the alley he jerked his head moving his hair away from his eyes. Hytarin thought about were he was and why he was there but he couldnt come to a conclusion. "I have to be here for a reason and I cant see it so I better brace myself." He muttered to himself. He seemed to talk alot more to himself than other people
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 12:15 am
(*waves*)
Shana smiled at Akira as she walked her to her next class, then said her goodbye and turned to walk off. Her next class was study hall, and she really didn't feel like sitting through it doing nothing. Well, time for a walk, I guess. she thought, moving to slip through one of the nearby outside doors. Shana walked aways, then thought she heard someone talking. She looked around a bit then slowly peered down an alleyway; a young man with onyx hair and silver eyes was there, and she wondered who he was and why he was there. When he looked in her direction she ducked behind the wall, wondering if he had seen her. Cautiously she peered around again, her black bangs making her pale-blue eyes stand out.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 12:37 am
Name: Mallorie Johnson Age: 17 Appearance:  Bio: Your typical "popular girl." She wouldn't consider herself popular, she never thinks about how many friends she has. She doesn't believe in a popular group anyway. She wonders why everyone is so ready to call people popular and preppy and jocky but when she asks them, they can't come up with any definition of what makes a person popular, etc. But she's rich, she wears the "preppy" clothes (because she happens to like them, and solely because of that), she hangs out with all the "popular" people and does all the "popular" stuff. Cheerleading, drama club, you name it. And she hears the whispers in the hall...everyone hates her, assuming she's a rich snob. But no one takes the time to hear how she and her friends really are...no one besides her friends knows about her easily kept 4.0, her love of reading, her overwhelming compassion and understanding for other people. She's actually not very open, either. Though she has a few friends she regularly hangs out with, she doesn't feel she can open up to anyone. She feels a bit insecure, and just wishes for the person she could be real close friends with, sharing her dreams and troubles with. Other facts: Well, she's single, doesn't actively pursue boys because she watches other girls fret over them and thinks, "I'm not dating if it's going ot be that much trouble for no purpose." She also loves to sing and play piano. She's a happy person, rarely upset, and loves her friends to death, but sometimes she's a bit shy, or quick to judge, but rarely.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 3:17 am
Not seeing Khyn anywhere, Fiasco Stands in line for some food. He remembers sadly that cold sandwhichs was yesterdays course, so that would make today hamburgers. Which, is to say, not bad at all. You just can't go wrong with a nice turkey sandwhich. After finally getting his meal, he makes his way to a table with two other students at it. Both greeted him, but one was just finishing and standing to leave. Just as well, speaking with Donnigan made socailizing seem distasteful at the present. Never the less, so as not to be rude, he talked almost cheerfully to the student shareing his table. He was, Fiasco noted, one of the twenty or so people that had the pleasure of watching that interesting event with the wooden cat in shop class last week. To rephrase ever so slightly, he was one of the few that watched and didn't consider Fiasco a danger to himself and those around him. To paraphrase, he found it hilarious. Laughter was shared between the two for the better part of five minutes, at which time he stood said his goodbyes, and left Fiasco to finish his lunch.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 9:06 am
(Sorry about that. A friend of mine died recently and I've been.. well, not too into writing. My apologies!)
Fourth period passed with nothing exciting happening.. well other than that strange thug showing up in her school of all places and following her to class. The bell rang just as her stomach slightly growled. Lunch time. The day was almost over, only two more classes to go and then she could hit the track. She gathered her back pack and slung it over both shoulders. The weight of her track uniform, shoes and a few books made it hang down comfortable over her a**. She'd been thinking about getting a good 20-30 minute run in during lunch but she was actually hungry today. Instead of heading to the girl's changing room, she turned and entered the cafeteria.
She selected a large salad and a cheeseburger and turned to find a seat. A few girls, her own personal fan club, waved when they saw her but she didn't encourage them. Instead she noticed the thug. With a tightening of her lips, she approached him. Holding her tray infront of her casually, she stopped to stand nearby him.
"Why've you been following me? Are you some kind of weirdo?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 11:18 am
With a small cough, Akira left the classroom, teenagers started pouring out into the hallways, lunch time. She walked into the cafeteria, sitting at an empty table, she pulled out her lunch, which was a bento box covered in a cloth, she had made all the food herself. She pulled out a pair of chopsticks, a spoon(she also had a small bowl of soup), and a container that had tea in it. She unwrapped the bento box, opening it.
Akira used her chopsticks to pick up a small piece of fish, popping it into her mouth, then picked up a clump of rice, also putting it into her mouth. She swallowed after chewing thoroughly, then sipped some of her tea. She gently dipped her spoon, which had a small clump of rice, into her soup, which was miso soup. She placed the spoon into her mouth. She sughed, wondering if Shana was going to sit with her at lunch.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 1:36 pm
Shana slowly crept away from the alleyway, heading back towards the school; she was hungry, and it was time for lunch. She slipped inside and looked around a bit, wondering if anyone had noticed she had gone. Probably not, but as she looked around she spotted Akira eating by herself. Shana smiled and lightly trotted over, sitting down with her. "Hello~" she looked at the food she was eating, tilting her head a bit. "Mmm, looks good. Did your mom make it?" she asked, her head tilting a bit.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 1:41 pm
"....no..... I made it.....would you like some....?" There was rice, fish, pickled vegetables, soup, and tea. There was also a little desert, mochi, little rice cakes, either filled with sesame or ground peanuts.
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