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 Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 11:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 12:14 am
 Severin Novaire "Literature is complex and one really has to think to understand it."________________________Severin glanced at the sound of crunching snow. It was just Sylth with his usual insults. "Masochistic? I don't think so." Severin said, crossing his arms. "Sorry to disappoint you."
"I was just thinking. It's really got nothing to do with you anyways." Severin sighed. "Besides, what are you doing out here?"
((Sorry for the lateness. I didn't realize you posted. )) ________________________ "The beauty of it is that literature never hits me if I misunderstand. "
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 12:42 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 12:52 am
Severin Novaire "Literature is complex and one really has to think to understand it."________________________Severin had to frown at Sylth's rant about the terrors of masochists. It worried Severin because he was probably the type of sadist that enjoyed the pained reaction rather than the hurting itself and Severin found that fact rather terrifying.
"I take it that you like to manipulate me regularly?" Severin asked with a frown. Really, this guy was a bit irritating.
"Well, I don't think you'd be able to understand what I was thinking about." Severin said. "Are you just asking because you're the school counselor? Don't worry, I don't think I'll be breaking down because of it. I'm just... thinking. That's all. It doesn't matter if you think it's a dangerous past time or not." ________________________ "The beauty of it is that literature never hits me if I misunderstand. "
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 1:28 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 12:11 pm
{EDIT}
Lilian ❝Lily❞Amaki
↬☽♥☾↫
❀Who needs people for company...
Lily had not stopped since she got oyut of the hallways. Why would she? There was no reason, and if she had to she knew that she would force herself to keep runnig for hours. She wouldnt have stopped just then eaither if she hadnt of tripped over a root, and scrapped her knee. "Just great." She mummbled to herself as she ignore the small-ish wound, and pushed herself off the ground. She was confuse, and scared. She had only been in this school for a few days, and it was already going terribly, and whats worse is that her family never let her talk to anyone she wasnt related to, so it wasnt as if she had experiance in comunication. She just wanted to find some place to curl up into a ball, and hide until she finally died. "I hate school. I dont know anyone besides Ms. Sinclair the Potions teacher. She didnt even know her own room mates for crying out loud, but then again she did spend all of her time avoiding anyone, and everyone.
"This is what you get for being a loner Lily." She grummbled to herself quietly as she heard the voices of what sounded like men in the background. She turned, and was surprise to see that one of them was her Spell casting teacher, and the other was someone she didnt know, but he looked like a teacher. Maybe Mr. Novaire wont remember that i 'skipped' class. And, maybe they wont even notice im here. People tend to do that. She though half hopefully, but anouther part of her wished that someone would notice her. She pushed the thought off as she choose a nearby tree to sit under before she took of her back pack, and dug around for her book. "There it is." She said quietly as she pulled it out, and sat down before she continued reading from where she left off until it was time for her to leave.
...When you have plants to talk to, and a good book✿
↬☽♥☾↫
{EXIT}
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 8:07 pm
Severin Novaire "Literature is complex and one really has to think to understand it."________________________"Well, I'll just pass by your office later." Severin said as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "I was just thinking of a dead person... Usually that kind of thing has people in a melancholy state. I'm not different."
Besides, he didn't really mind if he told Sylth. Most likely Sylth would listen to the entire thing and then insult Severin for being stupid. But if Sylth dared to insult Rui, Severin would punch him in the face, regardless of what happened afterwards (be it boiled alive or stuck in the Iron Maiden or whatever).
"But right now, I have a class to teach... and I'm late." Severin said dryly. "I'll see you in a bit... I guess."
[Exits to English Classroom] ________________________ "The beauty of it is that literature never hits me if I misunderstand. "
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:18 pm
Murren.McMahan We must not look at goblin men,
we must not buy their fruits...
After the strange radio call in the morning, Murren had gotten a little antsy. She had obsessively checked the stables a hundred times over, and polished all the fixtures until they perfectly mirrored her reflection. She triple checked the sheep. Then finally, just when she felt like she was going to explode from anticipation, she burst out of the stables and zipped to the school garden to check on one of her stashes.
And...there was a squirrel getting ready to raid it! No! Oh, definitely not!
Murren went full sized and landed with a soft thud, "Oi! You leave those alone!" she shouted, throwing a twig at it.
Who knows upon what soil they fed
their hungry, thirsty roots
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 1:57 am
รคภเ  Sani had left the school in a pretty big hurry, not even pausing to flirt or admire or do anything for the students that he passed. With every tug attempting to influence him elsewhere, the boy's anxiety grew and, thus, his heart did little to calm. It was an odd cycle to be trapped in – odder still to be aware of it and have nothing to do to stop it. His only idea was to get outside and sooth his nerves some, but.. oh, how fate loved him so far – when he first exited the school, he had caught sight of that guy. Isamu. Probably dying in the snow. Again. Sani had rolled his eyes and turned to circle around the other end of the school, muttering to himself about problem children before he grew bored of the subject. He had finally come to some place relaxing, in the open, and problem free! The garden. He hopped over the gate into it though it was hardly locked and proceeded inside, enjoying the sun and sky as much as he could.
“Ahh..” He let out a sigh and began to wander around the snowy garden, busy wondering how it looked when spring time rolled around – which had elicited some more unpleasant and angst-ridden thoughts. Thankfully for the world, Sani's mind was left blank when a rogue twig rebounded off a nearby tree and onto him, shortly before the angry chattering of a squirrel met his ears. “...Uh.” He raised a brow and swung his head around to look at – oooh, hot blonde – no. No, he needed to calm down, not excite himself – ah, but.. but she was.. Obviously a problem and probably insane. ..Insanely hot. “Heey! Got a minute? I have something in my pants just for you.” He greeted with the most classiest of hand motions to his zipper. ..Oddly enough, this was the first time he could use that line and be not.. that crude. If one could consider pulling a bottle of rum from his boxers not crude. “Be lonely to drink this on my own!”
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 10:19 am
Murren.McMahan We must not look at goblin men,
we must not buy their fruits...
"Is it a bear trap? I could really go with a bear trap right now," Murren said, glaring up at the squirrel who'd run off with one of her acorns. Crudapples! Stupid thing. She wondered if she was energetic enough to go wrestle it away. "Hmph! You win this round, you b*****d!" she shouted up to it.
She turned to look at the person who was offering her things from his pants. Ah...a student from the looks of it. A student with booze in his trousers. Well, that was new. "You keep alcohol in your pants?" she asked after it registered fully, what he'd said. "I used to know a man who did that. He kept loads of other things in his pants as well. it was all fine until one day he tried to shove a porcupine down there. Poor man walked like brain dead hunchback for the rest of his life. Became a rather lovely soprano, though."
"Anyway, you look a little...hrm." She tipped her head to the side, watching the boy for a minute. "Are you feeling okay?"
Who knows upon what soil they fed
their hungry, thirsty roots
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 1:50 pm
 წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ The bell soon rang, signalling the beginning of lunch. Bianca remained in the classroom as she was staring out the window with a blank expression. It wasn't until the teacher spoke that Bianca came back to reality. She looked at the teacher blankly before getting up with her bag and rabbit (today she had a grey rabbit plushie), then left the classroom. She walked around in the school, looking for a place to eat but she ended up getting lost. Bianca wandered the many hallways, until she finally headed outside to what appeared to be the school garden. The garden was covered in a blanket of snow, but Bianca soon recognized this area. She had come here on the day she arrived at Rosentale. That was the day she met some of the teachers and the headmistress. If she remembers correctly, a strange, intimidating man had been picking on someone when she had confronted them. After some random turn of events, Bianca had ended up meeting the headmistress. "Why do I remember something so trivial..." Bianca murmured as he walked deeper into the garden. As she walked, thoughts of what to eat flew around Bianca's head. They were all of sweets, not even a real lunch. She was mostly thinking about cake when she heard a very familiar, annoying voice. A scowl immediately fell upon Bianca's face when an unwanted person appeared in her view. It was that guy, Sani. It seemed like he was talking to himself, but Bianca soon saw that he was talking to a pretty lady.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:21 pm
รคภเ ..Yeah, insane. Sani didn't need much more to confirm that. From fighting with a squirrel to her.. porcupine story.. Or was it more about a soprano? Oh, well, either way, Sani had been with worse. “Cool.” Came his usual, generic response to whenever a babe started to babble about things he either didn't care about or were just too plain weird to comment on. But, his interest level was getting just that much higher – the woman was obviously a, well, woman, so she was either a complete failure of a student, some escapee convict hiding out on school grounds, or someone on staff. The latter seemed less trouble, even considering he was carrying around alcohol. ..Then again, he never did see a rule saying he couldn't drink. Any age restriction he was technically well beyond. Yep, Sani was in the clear no matter what! He strode closer to the woman, not really paying attention to anything else inside the garden. But, he stopped halfway to her when she spoke up again.
He cocked an eyebrow and leaned back slightly, setting his hands to his hips. Feeling okay? What kind of question was that? “I look a little what? Unwell? Sick? Scared? Death's bed – is that it? Do I look like I'm about to keel over and die?” Though part of that was an unnecessary aggressive impulse, he was quite honest in asking – did he look that bad? He didn't think so! He laughed, if only to prove that he really was as happy and alive as anyone. “No, babe, I'm feeling great – never been better in my life! Well.” He couldn't say that. He cleared his throat and shook his head, “..Nevermind, so, free rum?” He dangled the bottle carelessly between two fingers, trying to tempt her into it. He didn't know the English – as her accent told him she was – to be heavy drinkers of anything outside of tea, but, well, no sane adult would turn down a free drink! Not with a tiger like Sani!
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:28 pm
Murren.McMahan We must not look at goblin men,
we must not buy their fruits...
Well, Murren didn't really know what he was talking about exactly but he had alcohol and she approved! (Even if he was a student. But who cared about rules when there was booze involved? She didn't!) "The garden is no place for this!" she declared. "It's cold and snowy and our bums will get all wet and frozen. Personally, I'm not up for a frozen arse." She grinned and grabbed Sani's arm. "To the bat cave! I mean...stables!" She stared to drag him off, glancing back. "I saw that in a movie once! Even though it was in a movie and I'm not a bat and I don't live in a cave, somehow I really always wanted to say it. This seemed like a good opportunity."
"Oh! I'm Murren! The Stable master. And you are?"
[exit?]
Who knows upon what soil they fed
their hungry, thirsty roots
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:33 pm
((forgot to quote cause quoting on this thing is a pain in the butt emotion_donotwant ))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 3:38 pm
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ Bianca stood back, and decided that it would be best to observe for now. She did not want him to notice her, not yet at least since she wanted to get him back. She wasn't really sure how to get him back since he didn't do anything to hurt her per say, but he had infuriated her. Bianca made sure she was away from them and kind of hid from them. ooc: sorry for the short post gotta go now! brb later
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