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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 10:15 pm
~*~*~*~*~* "Weak will? Damn. Might not be such a good idea for me to go." He twirled his ponytail with a shy smile, which promptly disappeared when Daniel came back. Grr! That was getting a little aggravating. Letting them have their little chat, Draconis finished off his toast and used his hands to retie his ponytail. He pulled the black ribbon out, letting his long hair fan over his shoulders before finger-combing it back again (except his bangs, which were too short to go back, so they hung in his eyes), securing it with a simple bow that was sure to come out soon. He knew putting rubber bands in one's hair would break it, so he didn't use them, and had been too lazy to buy ponytail holders. Perhaps he could order some via the Internet...? ~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 10:20 pm
Montblanc tilted his head when he diverted his attention to Draconis again. "But you don't seem the kind to have a heart condition or neurosis." [[Edit: I hate mozilla spellcheck.]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 11:16 pm
~*~*~*~*~* "Huh? Oh, no, not physically. I'm just... non-confrontational. The instant someone challenges my opinion I back down. I'm very weak-willed," he amended, toying nervously with his ponytail again. Well... he supposed he was a little neurotic, but not to the point where he needed medication or anything. ...Great, he'd just given away one of his weaknesses. That was smart. Though he didn't think Montblanc would use it against him, he still felt stupid. Don't do that again! he admonished himself. ~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 11:21 pm
Montblanc laughed. "I can empathize with that. I knew someone like that in my childhood. Though,, I think you have potential to improve. Time changes people. Who knows, you could be a dancer at the Moulin Rouge a few years from now. Time keeps me constant,, since my Mother wished me to be that way." [[edit: I'm turning in. It's 3AM]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 11:49 pm
~*~*~*~*~* "Really?" he asked skeptically. "I've been like this all my life. Don't know how easily that just leaves you," he said logically, shrugging. "And I don't dance," he stated, holding a finger up. Draconis winced as his stomach gave a painfully loud growl. Lord, that was embarrassing. He had already eaten a piece of toast! Why was his stomach still protesting!? He chose to ignore it, afraid that if he ate more he'd gain weight, and that was just not cool.
(( Alrighty! *hug* Nighty night. )) ~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 6:28 am
Rosuto listened to Draconis and Montblanc talking with a smirk.
'I think Draconis has a crush on Montblanc, oh that's so cute.'
Deciding to stay quiet as not to bother them she heard Draconis stomach growl and smirked. Reaching behind her she grabbed a large bowl of grapes and put them in front of Draconis.
"Here try these there negative calorie, so you actually loss calories when eating them."
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 8:00 am
Boredly Caitlin dragged her feet across the lawn, staring out across the grass as if if she kept staring something or someone intresting would magically appear, but instead there was only nothing. Curious, Caitlin looked to her left: nothing; so then she looked to her right: nothing. The therianthrope whirled, looking behind her now: nothing. A sudden rush of adreniline burst through her system and a grin split her face in two. She was absolutly alone... and the thought made her heart pound.
With half a laugh, half a giggle she closed her eyes and spread out her arms, raising her left leg stiffly and then twirling on her right foot. Caitlin whirled for a moment and then switched her balance, launching off of that foot and onto the other one. She opened her eyes and let out a giggle, suddenly breaking into a run. Feet pounded earth, moving faster, and faster, and faster, never reaching a speed where they seemed to not be able to move faster.
Caitlin leaned forward into her sprint, letting her thoughts go completely; somehow or another she knew if she could just run faster, or just do SOMETHING she could manage to transform. 'Just once,' She begged as her breath began to fall out, her lungs burning and stiches beginning to work up through her sides. 'All I want is to know what it's like to be in my real body, just ONCE!' She couldn't slow down, she just couldn't let herself slow down, she was still going faster, pushing her limits, and then... she tripped.
For that one brief moment she was flying, something no fox should be able to do, but it was a fascinating enough feeling that she didn't mind, and then she hit the ground. Her head hit first, knocking her world into a spray of black and purple, and her momentum flipped the rest of her body over it, so she then crashed into her spine, knocking the rest of the air out of her. For a brief moment Caitlin laid there in pain, panting and too focused on the pain and her failure to shapeshift to have much reaction; but as the pain faded she started to laugh, and laugh hard.
How stupid she must seem! A girl crashed out in the middle of the grass, she'd probably tripped on her own big feet! And now she was laughing! And why? Because she hurt, because she was disappointed, because she wanted to cry, because she was in pain, and because she didn't know any other way to express those emotions.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 9:00 am
Montblanc smiled widely. "Everyone can improve. For example--" He heard Draconis' stomach growl, and hesitating for only a second, he opened up a portal, and took out a luxurious-looking assortment of flavored breads. "Have as many as you'd like! I made them myself, with some help from my assistant. At the bakery, our special is Japanese themed breads, but I'm not sure if you'd mind."
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 11:18 am
~*~*~*~*~* Hmm... he has a nice smile, he thought before jumping as a portal opened and out came... bread? Lord, why was it that adults felt the need to feed him all the time? Grapes and bread. Well, he really didn't plan on eating, but the grapes looked good... he knew he couldn't have the bread; that was out of his diet for the day, since he'd just had toast. He held his palms up.
"No, really, it's okay," he said quickly at the offers of food. "I'm probably just thirsty." Yeah, that makes sense. He felt sort of guilty for declining both offers, but he really didn't want to eat. Adults usually didn't understand that. ~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 11:25 am
Montblanc paused confusedly, and then took out a glass of milk. "Here, it is both refreshing and healthy!" Montblanc paused, and thought out loud. "But what should I...?" Azrael opened a portal right next to the bread, and stealthily stole it. Montblanc turned around and gasped. "Oh, if I leave foods unattended, he always steals them!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 2:02 pm
Lucy was grinning. "Oh, I'll love this class, aye. I can eat everyfin', and I can request what they make each day. Blimey! Wonder what sorts o' candy they coul' make?" Lucy set the tables, and then ran to the courtyard; upon seeing Azrael, Lucy ran over to him. Azrael was eating the bread he had stolen. "Oy," Lucy said,"spare me some melon bread?" Azrael spat at Lucy. "No way, not to a weakling like you!" ~*~ Minutes later, Azrael had pulled out a variety of butcher knives, and Lucy had pulled out a large white chocolate-colored claymore, sculpted to oddly resemble a flamingo. "OY! Y' BETTER HAND ME THAT BREAD!" "MAKE ME!"
Lycoris watched with brilliantly masked interest. "Oh, bother..."
Montblanc watched from a window. He was rooting someone on, though it wasn't clear on who it was.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 5:50 pm
Riku continued to eat, ignoring the people around him. He generally avoided people for a reason; he had been turned against too many times to trust anyone. As the bell rang, he shoveled the last of his food down, downed his Pibb, and grabbed his backpack. He opened a wormhole, stepped through it, and emerged on the other side, outside the Alchemy classroom. He walked in, sat down, and immediately entered his usual position; slouched back in the chair, as if he didn't care to be there.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 7:36 pm
Rosuto exspected Damien's decline and taking the grapes for herself got up to leave as she ate.
"Well time for me to go get things ready for class. Stop by any time Damien, you to Montblanc."
As she left Rosuto thought to herself.
'I should really have left them sooner, Damien obviously wants to get to know Montblanc better and can't dot hat with me hanging around.'
Not really needing to be in her room yet Rosuto wandered outside to play her flute under a tree.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 7:42 pm
{{ I was there too you know... crying Eh w/e it's fine ^.^ }} Daniel decided to walk away from the two and went outside. He walked forward into the courtyard and jumped up into the air, extending his wings. He flew around for a few minutes without a care, he dived down towards the lake. Turning right before hitting the water he glided quickly across it, waves of the water splashing around at his sides from the speed. He flew up and over to a nearby tree, landing on top of it he climbed down to a branch. He sat there in the cool shade to rest. He sighed and smiled, looking out at the lake and also the rest of the courtyard.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 7:56 pm
[[how can he ignore the fighting going on in the courtyard? LOL]]
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