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 Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:32 pm
Josh saw the sneer come and the cocky b*****d shoved him back.
He was angry before, but the chibi comment? Ladder?!
"You think you're hot s**t ne?" Josh clenched his jaw and his fists did the same. "Well lets see how hot you are after this"
His fist drove foreward straight into Michale's gut. The taller boy bent over in surprise clutching his stomach and the other small fist of Josh's smashed right into the same eye Kazz had hit earlier
"Guess I didn't need a ladder, you bend over just like a b***h"
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:59 pm
He hadn't been expecting him to hit so hard...And damn but the squirt was quick! No sooner had Michale doubled over than he felt, for the second time today, a fist smashing into his face. In the same spot no less. He staggered and nearly fell. The boy's words peirced his cloud of pain and ignited something white-hot in his heart.
"b***h?" he spat, straightening up. He stood to his full height and looked down with a condescending grin. He reached out and grabbed the smaller boy by the shirtfront and lifted him into the air until he was at eye-level with Michale. He leaned close to the boy's face for a second. "Seems you need a lesson in pecking order, squirt."
With that, he threw the boy to the ground and stood in front of him. "I'm nobody's b***h."
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:09 pm
Josh's body jerked foreward as the boy grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him up. One eye closed in almost a wince and he gripped the hand on his collar. He tried pulling away from him but he was tossed to the ground almost immedeatly. His back scraped against the cement even through his shirt and he pushed himself into a sitting position. Noboyd's b***h. Ha. His eyes narrowed and he pushed himself up and angrily shot after Michale, diving at the others body.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 7:09 pm
This time, Michale was a bit more prepared, and managed to put out his hand to stop the boy, midstride by placing his palm against Josh's head. Oi, but the kid had spunk! Michale smirked down at the boy, the humor of their exact positions not lost on him. It seemed like a scene right out of a cartoon, and Michale half-expected Josh to start flailing his arms like a windmill. It was just too much, and he felt his anger begin to drain out of him. He chuckled, and sidestepped, releasing Josh and laughing.
"Ee, but you have one helluva case of Little Dog Syndrom, eh, Chibi?" he said.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 7:13 pm
Josh felt the hand press to his head and his anger rose again. The a** was attempting something like this on him?! He wasn't some little kid!
He stumbled a bit when released but regained his balance easily.
Little dog....
The fuming boy went at Michale again but when the hand extended Josh dropped to his hands in a squat and swung his foot kicking the other boy's feet out from under him. He hadn't relized, however, that Michale's arm was aimed straight for the back of his neck. He felt the blow and crumpled to the ground. They were in a pile for a few seconds before Josh pushed the arm off of him.
"Ugh....how much do you weigh" he grumbled trying to find any vision"
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 7:57 pm
Michale laughed when the infuriated boy charged at him again, but when he went to catch the back of his collar, he dropped, and Michale's laughter was cut short. He fell heavily to the groung, pulling the smaller boy with him as he grappled for something to stop his fall, and they both ended up in a tangle of limbs. Michale blinked a few times, trying to rid himself of a startled daze. He felt the boy trying to get out from under him, and without thinking, he tumbled to the side, onto his hands and knees, and got to his feet. He brushed off his clothes and turned to face the boy.
"Oi but what are you? One of those crazy American football players?" he grumbled, raising a brow. It had been one thing when that boyscout tackled him, they were almost the same size. But this kid was....hell, he wasn't all that much bigger than Angel. A few inches height, a bit more build...but still...
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 8:01 pm
Josh pushed himself up. He could feel sore spots on his body, that would surely be bruises the next day.
"Football?" he scoffed.
HE couldn't believe this guy was asking him that.
"No I don't play football. Never did never will. Jocks can kiss my a**. Too much a** slapping." he stood and stretched.
He turned to face Michale and resisted the urge to go at him again. Sure he was angry but he knew that well he wasn't in prime condition, so winning would be slightly difficult at this point. Not that he couldn't do it. He just didn't feel like putting out that extra effort.
"What are you doing out here anyways. Classes are cancelled, shouldn't you be partying it up or something." he brushed off his pants and dug through his pocket yanking out a piece of gum and sticking it in his mouth.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 1:28 pm
Michale snorted. Too much a**-slapping in football? Well, Michale never claimed to know much about the sport. Never really cared for sports in gerenal. Not since his soccer days. His foster father had put a quick stop to those.
"Eee, party? Do I look like some prep-school b***h to you?" he spat. Wait, stupid question. "Don't answer that." he added quickly with a snort before the boy had done more than take a breath.
He reached into his back pocket and removed the half-pack of cigarettes and plucked one from the remainder. He counted how many were left. Certainly not enough to last him two weeks. Not even enough to last him two days. He shrugged and placed it between his lips and pulled out the matches he had left over from earlier. At least those were easy to obtain.
Speaking of matches....He remembered his earlier errand.
"I'm looking for someone by the name of Kobuto. Ya know him?" he said, exhaling the smoke through his nose like a dragon.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 2:27 pm
Josh went to jump on the chance but the other cut him off telling him not to answer that question. Well damn.
As the other went to light a smoke Josh kicked at a rock. He started to think of something else when his ears perked at a name. He stopped and looked at Michale.
"Nothing but a junkie b***h. Makes sense now" he muttered
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 3:48 pm
Michale took another long drag and let the smoke out in a huff.
"Yeah well, my business is hardly any concern of yours, now is it?" he said, absently rubbing at his arm, at the track marks hidden under his jacket sleeve. He wondered if Angel had woken up yet. Which reminded him. He'd better find a better hiding spot for that syringe. He didn't know all the rules here yet, but he didn't need to know them to know that stuff was against whatever sorts of rules this crazy place had. And his other hand brushed against the collar around his neck.
"So, you know the guy?" he continued, flicking the ash from his cigarette onto the walkway.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:46 pm
Haru sat leaned forwards a bet an unlite cig rolled about absently in his mouth. He bangs hung over his eye blocking peoples view of his eyes. He watched the tossle in front of him a small smile on his face. He rested his head gently in both his hands as his elbows rested on his knees. I guess I was right, no one in this place knows how to fight. He made the cigarette wiggle up and down in his mouth as the lighter rose idle to the end. He sparked it and the smoke slowly rose from between his bangs.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 6:26 pm
"Ya I've seen him around. Got busted once but now keeps his s**t all tight ended. Hasn't been caught for a few years apparently. He's probably strolling the hallways or something."
He turned and started walking off.
"See ya round b***h, don't think a few extra punches makes you all lord and mighty I can still take you any day" he left and made his way back to his dorm
===boys hallway
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 7:06 pm
Haru rose pulling his pale blue locks behind his ears and flicked the cig to side. He scretched the stuffed his hands into his pockets and hucked his shoulder some. He yawned boredly and glanced around. "Always boring..." He straighen and strolled lazly towards the doors. He pushed them open with one hand.
----> Main Hallway
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 11:50 am
Michale snorted as the boy walked away. For someone so short he sure had some spunk. But then most people were short compared to Michale. He shrugged and kept walking. At least the kid was cute.
Michale sat down on an empty bench and draped his arms over the back of the bench, cigarette held between two fingers. At least this place was prettier than juvenile hall. Or worse yet...prison. He still didn't know how they caught him. One minute he was standing in the window of his sixth-floor run-down apartment...If it could be called that. None of the windows closed properly, and the woodwork showed through cracks in the drywall. The carpet was musty, the sink in the apartment above his leaked, the bedroom door was aslant on its hinges. And to top it all off, the place was infested with mice. There was one bedroom and a bathroom. The rest of the place was one room that combined kitchen and livingroom into one. And it wasn't very big to be sure. But it had been his. His only escape from his foster father.
Michale stared at the setting sun for a long time. This place was an improvement over anywhere he'd lived...though his hand brushed against the collar around his neck. Everything had its price. Everything. He sighed and headed back to the dorms. Maybe Kobuto would be there.
---> Male Dorms
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 12:52 am
Reiku sat in front of the Athena fountain. He finally felt better, not like he was going to pass out or throw up. He shoved his hair backward.
"Poor Inari. She'd seemed nice enough. One of the first few peoe to adress him first. Rising to his feet from the fountain edge he decided he'd make make his way t the Infirmary and check on Michael. After what had hapeened in the auditorium both before and during the assembly, he was done worrying what others thought or knew. He wanted to be Michael and e would be. Well, if was given permisson anyway.
---------------> infirmary
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