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 Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:24 pm
Caitlin merely sat at the table and watched the people talking, not seeing what else there was she could do. Who knew when her next class would be, and she really had to force herself to stay awake if she wanted to survive the school year. Still, she couldn't quite surpress a yawn, and then she stood up and put her plate away, deciding to go take a walk if that was what it would take to keep her awake.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:25 pm
Montblanc nodded.
"I am the new drama teacher. I have yet to become acquainted with the other teachers, but..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:30 pm
~*~*~*~*~* Draconis groaned. "Aw, I didn't know they had theater here! I used to be in theater class at my other school..." he mumbled the last part, bringing his coffee cup to his lips, a little depressed now. He loved drama back at his old school, but he didn't see it as a course when he chose his classes. Now that he knew it was there, it made him feel stupid. Had he overlooked it...? "Well, at my old school they had two big plays a year that anyone could try out for, even if they weren't in drama class. I don't suppose you do that sort of thing?" He hoped he didn't come off desperate to be in drama, but... Curses!
Draconis was extremely shy in everyday matters, but being on stage was different. He didn't have to be himself on stage. ~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:35 pm
Montblanc paused.
"I am definite in that I could transfer you, if you wished."
He clasped his hands together.
"And one of my other jobs is as the owner and choreographer of a transdimensional universally-famous circus, so of course I create flamboyant displays."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:36 pm
Rosuto slipped intot he cafeteria to see people already eating and two people that didn't look much like students.
Glidding over to them she smiled and said
"Oh hello are you teaching here aswell. I am Rosuto Kumori and I teach music, well instrmental music."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:42 pm
Montblanc bowed graciously to Rosuto.
"My name is Montblanc, I am the Drama teacher."
[[edit: Gaia cut out part of the post.]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:54 pm
~*~*~*~*~* "A circus? Wow, I've never been to one," he said as if in realization. Most kids had gone to at least one, but he'd never been. Guess he never had a need to. But now he had an inclination to go, and was about to ask when it was when Rosuto walked over. Oh, so that was his name? How interesting. "I'm just a student," he said softly, almost inaudible. Women had that affect on him. ~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:00 pm
Caleb was getting quite tired of waiting for his students tom actually come. Seated at his desk, he opened a drawer in the desk with his slender ghost white fingers. He took a thin, black metal box. He opened the box, revealing a screen and a keyboard. He turned on the computer and dug in the drawer and took out a disc in a protective sleeve. He took the disc and inserted it into the laptop. An orchestra began to play from the computer, playing a flowing, ambient song. A guitar ripped though out the song, and began to play a mind bending shredding, followed by pounding of a bass drum and the addition of another guitar. Caleb was always a sucker for this "speed metal", it calmed him from the rage of absentness that rang in his head. He then looked up, seeing only one student in the class. "Are you the only one who actaully cares? Pity, such swines come to this school." He muttered the last sentence to himself. He stopped the music and walked to her. Towering over where she sat.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:00 pm
Montblanc paused.
"Oh, my circus is far from anything within human imagination."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:09 pm
Although Roxy wasn't hungry she went into the cafeteria and got a cup of water She sat down at an empty table and pulled out the book Waiting For Sarah. She started to read it while drinking the water then stood up as she continued to read and went outside back to the courtyard. She went and sat down on the grass still reading her book.
She then stood up as she relised she had forgotten her book bag back at her dorm. So she started to walk back to the dorms. She could have flown but desided she had better be off walking. So when she got to her room she grabbed her book bag and pulled out a picture of her pet snake and smiled as she walked back to the cafeteria and got another glass of water.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:11 pm
Rosuto smiled at both people.
"Oh what kind of circus was it."
Turning to the 'student' she said happily. "Well what your name? Do you play an instument? If no do you want to learn?"
She knew she was talking fast but she loved having new students ecpecially if they took an interest in her subject.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:16 pm
Montblanc paused.
"Oh, it is still in business. It is a multiple-talent showcasing circus."
Montblanc bowed again.
"The only instrument I play, personally, is the piano..."
Montblanc nodded.
"Every person I know on extended terms can play an instrument. Well, except for one."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:20 pm
"Hmm,
so how is your playing can you call the very trees to dance for you?"
She couldn't help herself she loved talking about controlling things, after all it is what is in her blood.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:22 pm
~*~*~*~*~* "Huh? Oh, no. I'm not musically-inclined at all," he said with a self-deprecating chuckle. "I've tried to play some stuff -- piano, guitar, flute -- but I fail at every single one. Only thing I can do is..." Wait, he was talking too much! Time to shut up! "Well, nothing." He took a bite of his toast, remembering that he had music class in his courses, but he didn't want to offend the teacher by saying he'd like to transfer to drama instead. So, he said nothing. ~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:22 pm
Montblanc paused.
"Well, not the trees, but the light."
He clasped his hands together.
"It was my aspiration, to impress my mother, to bring light into any situation metaphorically and literally when I played the piano. I was successful."
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