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 Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 8:44 pm
Chloe.Bruadair 
"It's alright," Chloe said. "But perhaps you should consider keeping some sweets on you so you can quickly eat one before you pass out. While I don't mind helping you, I do worry that you may fall and injure yourself at some point. That would be most unfortunate." She batted away a few visions swarming around her.
"And thank you, Briar, for the offer. I very much appreciate it. Unfortunately, I'm not the most efficient when it comes to heavy lifting. So I'm always grateful for any help."
She looked around before pausing to listen for a moment. "I believe I'm needed back at the infirmary so I'll let you be on your way, Briar."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 9:49 pm
 CHARLIE KAHN ANDREWS "We all have dreams.
But in order to make dreams into reality,
It takes an awful lot of Determination,
Dedication, and Self-discipline..." ♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠ Charlie nod as a response to Angela. A handful of sweets but it must be on a precaucious state as well. For dental cavities.. "Thank you.." That was the only word he could address to Chloe and Briar..
Charlie stood up and offered his hand towards the doctor.. "I'll escort you back at the infirmary.. Since I've been giving both of you too much trouble about my careless fainting..I won't mind doing this.." ♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠ "Failure is not always an option!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 9:57 pm
(( Just assume that Briar left. I can't think of anything for him. xD ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 10:45 pm
Chloe.Bruadair
"Thank you," Chloe said. "Though I do think I can make it back safely, I won't mind the company. It was a pleasure to meet you Briar."
She started away but paused to wait for Charlie. "In any case, I should like to at least check your blood pressure and blood sugar. There could be some underlying cause to the fainting and it would certainly be remiss of me to not at least look into it."
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 1:59 am
CHARLIE KAHN ANDREWS "We all have dreams.
But in order to make dreams into reality,
It takes an awful lot of Determination,
Dedication, and Self-discipline..." ♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠ Charlie smiled politely at her.. "I won't mind. If that would cure me. Thank you for the concern." Then held her hand to assist her to stand and placed his hands inside his pocket while walking side by side with Chloe..
Next time he would take note of bringing an ID with him telling everyone about his sickness and let him have his sweets to wake him up.. A quite troublesome disease especially when it comes to class. ♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠♠ "Failure is not always an option!" *exit to the infirmary*
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:12 pm
Tshila.Curari 
Tshila grinned. Ohoho...he was rather smooth when it came to this flirting thing, wasn't he? She definitely approved. "Perhaps we should just consider it mutual compensation."
They wandered around for some time--she was mostly following Malade, but realized rapidly that he had no idea where he was going. But that was fine. She didn't have a problem just wandering around when the company was good. And Malade actually turned out to be pretty cool.
But it was definitely confirmed they were lost when they reached their destination and walked in...to find it was the Cafeteria. She looked over at him with a highly amused grin. "Alright, I think they should issue new students a map and definitely not trust them to help each other find anything in this school," she teased. "Unfortunately, I also have no idea where the student lounge is." She looked around. "Um...there are vending machines. Maybe I can treat you to soda instead?"
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:30 pm
 ▂▃▄▅▆ Malade Bellerose ▆▅▄▃▂
"Don't hate me because I'm better than you. Hate me because I know it."
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
Malade had hoped that by wandering around aimlessly, he would eventually find a big neon sign or something to indicate where the student lounge was, but nope, he didn't even see a regular sign. And he swore he passed through the same section of the hallways at least three times, but he wasn't about to give up and admit that he had no clue where he was going.
He eventually found double doors that looked like they would belong to some lounge-like area, but unfortunately for him, he had found the cafeteria. Whatever. Close enough. And he was going to make it look like he did it on purpose, of course. "Who knows? Maybe I did know where I was going and just wanted to find a place more... secluded," More like boring. He was actually a bit bummed that he got them to the wrong destination, but he wasn't about to show that.
"Or I can treat you to soda..." He wasn't kidding when he said he wasn't the type to lose an argument. Even petty things such as this would always be drawn out because of his tendency to get much too competitive.
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:47 pm
Tshila.Curari
"Ooor we could arm wrestle for it!" Tshila said. Aww, he was stubborn. It was cute! "Or a thumb war. Or, um, what's that game? Rock, paper scissors? If I lose, you can treat me to soda? And if I win, um, you can still treat me to soda but you have to go out with me this weekend?" She gave him a teasing smile, leaning against a nearby table. Hey, he was offering to buy her something so she wasn't going to argue with that but it didn't hurt to still tease him just a little.
He seemed like he didn't mind a little teasing anyway. And she wouldn't mind a date with him so it was win-win.
"I don't know about the cafeteria being secluded, but hey, I don't mind. There are tables where we can sit and talk so it's all good."
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 10:13 pm
▂▃▄▅▆ Malade Bellerose ▆▅▄▃▂
"Don't hate me because I'm better than you. Hate me because I know it."
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
Any sign of confidence on Malade's face drained away for a split second when Tshila suggested arm wrestling for it. As much as he hated to admit it to even himself, she could probably beat him without breaking a sweat. That's why he was relieved when she thought of two other possible ways to compete. One look at her build and he was sure she was flexible, so a thumb war would be a lost cause as well. Rock, paper, scissors it was.
Waitwaitwait. If he lost he would win a date? Oh, what the hell!? His pride demanded that he win, but a loss would technically be a win... Gah, it felt like his brain was going to implode, and that discomfort was clear on his face. He eventually came to the decision... that he would tell his pride to go jump out the window.
"A little pierre, papier, ciseaux sounds like a fun way to settle this..." Okay, he was almost sure he got that right. His French wasn't too great, but he remembered as a kid, he would always settle everything with his cousin with a game of rock, paper, scissors. And Rose would always show off. So he would hit him with an actual rock. What a dumba-- No, no, now was not the time for a trip down memory lane.
"Ready?" He asked, ready to watch her hands and throw the game as subtly as possible.
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 10:21 pm
Tshila.Curari
Tshila watched with amusement as Malade seemed to struggle over which game to choose. He would probably win at arm wrestling and her hands were nimble enough she would definitely win a thumb war. And Malade was a total sweetheart and chose the one where they'd be on equal ground. Though she supposed he would have been sweeter to choose the one where she'd be sure to win. But whatever.
Also, he spoke French which, she had to admit, was just damn sexy. She was going to make him speak French often. Oh yes, she was. She had no idea how good he was at it but she didn't speak French so it sounded close enough to her.
"Alright," she said, "Here we go. One, two, three..." She bounced her hand in time to her counting and ended with her right hand flat against her palm in 'paper' formation (though she only had one hand so that wasn't exactly a 'formation'--position? Eh...whatever.)
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 10:42 pm
▂▃▄▅▆ Malade Bellerose ▆▅▄▃▂
"Don't hate me because I'm better than you. Hate me because I know it."
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
"Un, deux, trois..." Of course, Malade just had to show off, even when he was doing something as simple as counting. At least that was something he knew he was saying right. He watched her hand carefully, and as soon as it looked like she was going to open it, he ended with a fist on his palm.
"Well, damn, it looks like I'm stuck with you this weekend," He joked, grinning despite his 'loss'. Ugh, he didn't even want to think of it as a loss. His poor pride... He just kept telling himself that it was secretly a win as he walked right over to one of the vending machines, frowning when he saw they only had one kind of soda left. Well, hopefully she would be fine with it.
"Catch!" He wasn't too far away, so he lightly tossed the soda to her, sure she would be coordinated enough to catch it. Mostly sure.
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 11:03 pm
Tshila.Curari
"I'll be make sure it isn't too terrible a punishment," Tshila teased, catching the drink with ease. Pretty small time task after juggling torches and knives at the market. "You might even like it."
Tshila had very little experience with cans of soda like this. Actually, where she was from, they all came in glass bottles. She examined the can curiously, trying to figure out how to open it before finally slipping her finger until the ring tab on the top and ripping it open. The soda responded by spewing itself on her, thoroughly soaking the front of her shirt.
She looked down at herself, dripping soda on the floor. "Well...alrighty. Somehow I think I did that wrong."
(( emotion_awesome ))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 11:23 pm
▂▃▄▅▆ Malade Bellerose ▆▅▄▃▂
"Don't hate me because I'm better than you. Hate me because I know it."
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
Malade sighed in relief when she caught it so easily, glad that she didn't miss and end up making a mess. Even if a spill was his fault, he wasn't going to clean it up. He smiled when Tshila reassured him that the punishment wouldn't be too terrible, and he already knew it wouldn't be. He threw the game for a reason, after all. ... Ow, pride...
He watched in amusement as she seemed to examine the can as if she had never seen one before. He shouldn't have been surprised at how odd that was with all of her other strange features, but really, who had never opened a can of soda before? Ah well, it was kind of cute. He started over so he could help her get the hang of it, but it seemed like she finally figured it out. But then the soda exploded.
'........ Well, I know who would win a wet T-shirt contest... Oh shitshits**t!'
Of course, he just had to let that slip. He immediately turned away from her and tried to come up with a quick excuse or distraction. "W-woah, did you hear that? I think that was a... breeze. It almost... sounded like... a voice." Wow, that was lame. So very lame.
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 11:35 pm
Tshila.Curari
Tshila snickered quietly, watching Malade turn away, flustered, after doing that weird mind thing again. Okay, she definitely wanted to know more about that. That was sort of funny and cute. And she was pretty sure he wasn't doing it on purpose. Grinning slightly, she set the can down and sidled up behind Malade, slipping her arms around his waist. She kept enough distance between them that she didn't get soda on his clothes though.
"So....tell me. What's a wet t-shirt contest?" she asked with a grin. "Being from the desert, we don't have water to waste on things like that but after knowing I'd win one, I'm really, really curious. And that is definitely what that breezy voice just said."
"Also, I'm kind of curious about that voice since it's the second time I've heard it. But if you don't know anything about it, I guess I can try to discover on my own later on."
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 11:59 pm
▂▃▄▅▆ Malade Bellerose ▆▅▄▃▂
"Don't hate me because I'm better than you. Hate me because I know it."
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
Nope. Malade was definitely not blushing at all, especially when he felt those arms around his waist. He usually didn't get this flustered, but damn, this caught him completely off-guard. Well, from behind, she wouldn't be able to see his blush, so he would have to play it cool in his replies.
But then she had to ask that. It was interesting that she apparently came from the desert, but did she seriously not know what that was? A more important question was how in the world could he explain a wet T-shirt contest to a girl without sounding like a complete pervert? ... There was no way. Oh well, he would just have to cross his fingers and hope he wouldn't get a kick to the crotch. "It depends on the gender, really. For guys, it's a competition for the best abs. For girls, the best... assets," There. Put as lightly as possible he was so dead.
He silently debated whether or not to give up and tell her that the voice she heard was his thoughts, though he was sure she probably had it figured out by now. Hmm... Well, he didn't want to sound like a pervert, so he would just have to lie, "I have no clue what the voice is. Must be the wind or something." Believable enough, even though they were indoors. For some reason, there seemed to be a slight breeze, despite the fact that no windows were open. Was it because of her? Eh, he would ask later.
׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×
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