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 Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 9:45 pm
 Ken took his eyes off of Naoya long enough to notice another newcomer to their little scene they'd started. And wouldn't you know it, another damned court member. They just kept appearing one after another. Cracking his knuckles so loud it almost sounded like they were breaking. "What are you looking at?" He spat at the Joker from the distance he was at. "And wipe that silly smirk off your face, or I'll make sure you can never make one again." Why were the Court members always acting so high and mighty? They made him want to barf, thinking they were always in charge. Stupid elitist jerks. That's all they will ever be. Knock their crown off and they'd probably cry themselves to sleep every night.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 10:00 pm
 Entering her dorm room Aurelia immediately put her bag down and walked to her bed, lying down on it and burying her head in a pillow. There is something wrong with me, terribly wrong... She was flustered just thinking about it, her mind running in circles. The Queen recalled the events of her day, starting with her time with the King outside and then to that moment in the cafeteria catching Riku looking at her. I shouldn't even be thinking about these things. School is for studying, I should be more focused on that rather than... Remembering the awkward situation with Riku, causing her to sigh with frustration. She couldn't put her finger on it, what she felt. Sebastian's embrace had brought about feelings that were questionable, but she placed the emotions that her time with Riku had created above that. They were new to her, unknown, and it scared her. Looking up at her analog clock on the nightstand she saw that she had an hour before she was to meet with him. Sighing she got up and took a deep breath, trying to clear her head from the rollercoaster she had been on since early in the morning. This is unhealthy... Aurelia thought, still determined to meet Riku.
With that she opened up her closet, trying to decide what she should wear. Pulling out a simple pair of jeans and a shirt she set them on the bed, then dismissed the idea. Ten outfits later Aurelia gave up, sighing and sitting on the bed. It had never taken her this long to choose what to wear. Frustrated, she grabbed a random outfit and changed into it. It shouldn't matter...
((I'm not sure if I can post after tonight, but this is so it can accoutn for the time between dinner and the rendez-vous.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 10:18 pm
"For a tree to become tall it must grow tough roots among the rocks." - Friedrich Nietzsche
Astin couldn't help but laugh at the Black Knights remarks, "I don't believe there's anything wrong with smiling, maybe you should try it sometime. Keeping your face like that all the time is sure to give you wrinkles."
Stopping before the Knight Astin grinned wider and she rocked back on her heels. She couldn't remember this Knight's name but she liked how he talked all big and bad. The way he yelled at her, who did he think he was? She only toke orders from the Queen and on occasion the King though only till he was out of sight. She glanced over at the other Court members smiling at them, "Hey guys what cha' up to?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 10:33 pm
The moment the Joker turned her head away, from him, he reared his fist back in a well prepared shot at the back of her head to knock her into next month. However, a cold glare from Cyclone told him otherwise, and remembering the Kings plan, lowered his fist. Still, Ken was on the verge of snapping. The words he spoke were through gritted teeth. "Watch. Your. Step." Ken was tense as is, and if he was to follow through with the Kings plan, he needed to calm down. Taking out his lighter, he opened it and closed it in an attempt to keep him calm. But the thoughts of lighting the damn Court members hair on fire kept popping up.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 10:49 pm
Looking in her bathroom mirror Aurelia brushed her hair as she looked at the random outfit she had chosen, a long-sleeved red top and a black skirt. Shrugging she admitted to herself that her mindless choice was acceptable. Putting her brush away she made her way to the door, wondering why she was feeling so nervous. I shouldn't be. He just wants to talk, so there should be nothing wrong. Locking her dorm behind her she walked to the roof, the blast of night air surprising her at first. Walking to the middle of the space she looked up, admiring the stars. Despite the rain earlier that day, the sky was rather clear. It should be like this more often. Aurelia thought with a smile, clasping her hands behind her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 11:07 pm
 Riku realized the time and worked his way out of the cafeteria, avoiding most detection as he worked his way towards the rooftop. He was off to have a leisurely conversation with Aurelia, the Queen of the Court. Of course, to any other Black Knight, this would've been a golden oppurtunity to literally cripple the Court. However, no one would laugh at that, or find it funny. So, Riku wouldn't dare try it. Hell, even doing that wouldn't cause him to even chuckle. As he appeared on floor three, he stopped by his dorm to change his shirt. Some poor Freshman got scared because he was a Black Knight and spilled his food on him. That scared him even more and he ran for his life screaming 'I'm sorry!'. Like he'd really hurt someone... Black Knight or not. After replacing his shirt, he walked out and went onto the rooftop, where Aurelia was completely lost in the stars. Grinning a bit, he walked out in the most dramatic way he could, and in a mock dramatic voice said, "The stars tonight have proven that something beautiful always happens after the storm." He got and got beside her, but left a good gap between them. He inserted a small pause to allow her to delve into whatever her mind delved into from his little speech. Then, he laughed. "How was that for a dramatic scene?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 11:20 pm
"For a tree to become tall it must grow tough roots among the rocks." - Friedrich Nietzsche
Astin snapped her attention back to the angry Knight. She grinned wondering how far she could push him, she looked down at the floor confused.
"Ah, I don't see anything to watch for..."
Looking up she tilted her head to side, pretending to not know what the Knight meant.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 9:28 am
 Cyclone sighed again look at the Joker then smiled.
"Hello," He said to her. "Long time, no see," He gave a glare at Ryuu. "Look Ryuu, we really shouldn't be picking fights right now, I don't think we more hostility towards us," He said turning to the Jack. "You can take her away Jack, I have a feeling things re going to get... ugly," He said to him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 10:14 am
Ken was on the verge of breaking the Jokers jaw. He could do it, one well placed punch could easily do it, too. He tensed his fists into an even tighter balled up fist. Every ounce of self control was being thrown out the window. Still, he could not disobey the King. Keep his feet planted, he growled a bit at the Joker. "Don't f**k with me. You know what I meant." He gave a stern look to the King, silently asking 'Can't I please just take her down?'. He returned his look at the Joker, and her little innocent act. Dear god he wanted to knock that grin off of her face so badly. He took out his lighter again. He lit it, closed it, lit it, closed it. Rinsed and repeated to try and calm his nearly irresistable urge to put this girl in the infirmary.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 11:16 am
Cyclone twitched when he heard Ryuu cuss. He gave Ryuu a hard glare and nodding his request.
"Didn't I tell you to try and stop cussing Ryuu?" He said keeping his glare on him. He didn't want something to start already, that wasn't a part of his plan. "Look Joker, we or should I say I, don't to cause any trouble... yet," He told her. "And Ryuu isn't the type to listen to me all the time so please be a good little girl and stop ticking him off,"
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 12:00 pm
 Naoya's eyes narrowed as he finished his analysis of Ken Ryuu. He certainly would be a potential problem, blatant disregard for any form of authority, easily provoked temper with too few inhibitions, and a lack of significant cognitive ability, meaning Naoya's preferred methods of cowing unruly students would be ineffective. With this sort of delinquient, the only way to get through to him would be to keep knocking him down until unable to get back up. He unconsciously tightened one of his black gloved hands into a fist. The Jack of the Court was feared already for his personality alone. Perhaps this would present an opportunity to show the other reasons to fear him... " Herr King, all of us in here are your seniors, so I find your 'little' comments to be slightly offensive. Now, if you would be so kind I need to take Misa-chan to the infirmary as I have..." He glanced down at his watch. "A prior commitment." He glanced over once at Astin, meeting her gaze. She should know well enough that with anymore jibing, Ken was likely to attack, and while they were in the correct place for it, the lack of a supervisor meant that things could get... out of control. Even so, Naoya tried to put some level of encouragement into his gaze. The Joker, while being the lowest member of the upper court, was still one of the top five students in the school. He had seen her fight before, and against this sort of adversary, she would be well matched. But if the Herr King stuck around as well... he needed to draw him off. "Did you not say just a moment ago you would lend your aid Herr King? If you truly are worried about this conflict, then the going will be faster with the two of us and you can return sooner."
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 12:35 pm
Cyclone looked at the Jack and nodded.
"Y-Yeah, that might be best... and stop calling me 'Herr King', my name is Cyclone," He said. He walked over to the Jack and helped him lift up the Ace. She's heavier than I thought... I still can't believe she's eighteen He thought gazing at her. "Ready to go?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 3:55 pm
"For a tree to become tall it must grow tough roots among the rocks." - Friedrich Nietzsche
Astin leaned back against the wall her arms crossed with a small pout as the other's told her stop pestering the Black Knight. She felt like she was surrounded by a group of Aurelias. She listened as the Black King told his Knight to stop his cursing and she laughed a bit, it was funny to see a freshmen boss around a junior. Though as she got a look from the Black Knight she stopped her laughing and grinned widely at him showing her white teeth.
As the other's began to leave she decreased her grin to normal smile and looked down at the lighter the Black Knight was fiddling with. It must be like a stress ball. She watched as he flipped it open and close, tempted to snatch it but, she wasn't all that eager to start something yet. Her bright cheerful blue eyes traveled up to his cold face and she leaned forward inspecting the ever so loyal Black Knight.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 4:24 pm
"I apologize, Cyclone." Naoya said, his attentions returned to the younger student. "I would have assumed that you prefer to be called by your rank. But yes, let us go" ((@_@ Braindeath...))
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 5:55 pm
Ken about put a dent in his lighter when the Joker made the biggest grin he'd ever seen at him. She was asking for a fight. And if she kept on the current path, he'd gladly give her the beatdown of a lifetime. However, if she was able to correct herself and quit the taunting, maybe he'd just leave it as be. He'd keep that detail to himself, though. That kids broken bones wouldn't even be able to hold a candle light to the sounds of her jaw breaking.
Keeping his scowl, he continued to flip the lighter, and then lit it and began playing with it. He shoved his finger over top of the flame, and when he pulled it out, it looked like he was holding a rope made of flame. However, he removed it quickly and put his lighter away. His dark brown eyes met her bright blue. "What are you looking at?" He asked, his voice slowly losing some of the anger he'd built up earlier.
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