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 Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 4:46 pm
*With that, Akiro stands up, and opens his bag.* Well then, looks like we're roommates, then. *He pulls out a sleeping roll, a pillow, a blanket with Bruce-Lee on it, and then a collection of DVD's, mostly martial-arts and some anime, altough he does have more then a few featuring breakdancing. He takes out a poster of Ultraman, and puts it on the wall next to his roll.* There we go. *He nods a few times.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:00 pm
Ryu sighed and entered the room. He looked around at the empty room and sighed as he went over and closed the blinds and shut off the lights. The lights went off for a few moments and then soon the room was full of stuff. A flat screen Tv with a few systems with just a few games and wireless controler and DVDs. Clothing was hung up in the closet as there was now a drawer filled with clothes and a futon in front of the TV. Ryu looked at the place and sighed. "I really need to make this place look better..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:05 pm
Rika gave a chuckle. "Ah well, that's the bell, second half of the day has come, lunch period equals over." Rika sighed. She walked to the door, picking up her bag and a book. "Well Roomie, you comin'?" She walked out the door and tossed him the key.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:09 pm
*He caught the key in his teeth, and then jumped up, letting the key drop into his hand.* Meh...I'd ratha' not...bud' I might zz' well... *He mumbles to himself.* Of course i'm coming... *he says, walking out the door behind her, closing and locking it.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 5:29 pm
Riko wakes up, upon hearing the sound of the Fatima Bell. Looks like he actually fell asleep. He gives a great big yawn, and scratches his cheek.
" That was shorter than expected...I didn't even eat anything."
He rubs his eyes, and gets up. He heads for the door, grabbing his keys before reaching it. He opens the door, steps through, and closes it behind his back. He gives another big yawn and stretches his back in front of his door. He begins to move to the staircase going down, on his way to Fatima High.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 6:04 pm
Ryu heard the bell as he was moving his Futon and sighed. "Damn...." Ryu walked out the door and shut it behind him. The door made a slight slam as it closed and locked behind him. Ryu smirked and ran out the door to go and slid down the staircase hand rail. "OH SH!!" Ryu shouted as he was cut off by almost running into Riko and losing his balance and still slid on the rail but fell off right before he hit the bottom and landed on his face. "Ow...."
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 6:56 pm
Touya just returned heaving in some six boxes of things from the train station. 'This should be enough for a month or so... ', he thought.
He placed his boxes in front of room 316. He went up early this day just to set up all the supplies he needed for moving. The train ride wasn't that much so he came on just hours after school bell.
'Oh well...', Touya thought, '-this is just my second day on school. I'll just try to catch up. '
Finally, with the last box placed in line by the side of the room's door he left. 'I should get the keys from the old man later...', his head pulsed in pain. He had this headache a while back - he didn't got enough rest from packing things up.
[[going to school~]]
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 7:28 pm
(( Sorry YoruTaro, I missed your post there...You might want to edit it... ^^''))
Riko sluggisly walks into the complex, nods at the Owner and climbs the stairs to his room. He jiggles the key into his door and opens it, going inside and closing the door behind him. He flicks on the lights, and walks around, eventually finding himself in the middle of his room.
" Hm..."
Riko makes himself some Ramen and folds out a small table to eat it on. He sits cross legged and starts to eat.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 7:38 pm
[its kewl...ill just pretend i got ignored : crying :]
Ryu sat up rubbing his head. "Oh my god that hurt like hell....You know what im just gunna....Gunna go to school." Ryu finished by walking out the door towards the high school.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 10:03 pm
Just as he entered the halls where his room was located, his head throbbed out mercilessly tears came right out of his eyes. The pain was really unendurable right when he got caught up the bout but got even stronger when he got hit by the Oni's flailing arms.
Slowly, Touya moved and inched to his door, opening it with the key the old man left to his shelf with a paper penned "Shun Touya - Rm. 316" on it.
The whole room was pretty empty to say the most. It had it's own stove and sink and the rest were tatami. Touya moved all the boxes he left before inside and then removed his shoes to enter the tatami mat to arrange things.
It took him almost six hours to get his things primmed for the room. All of his appliances were slim and of modernistic design, except for the pillows and mats scattered to where the center table is laid. A mixture of old Japanese interior matched with up-scale furnitures to boot.
There were no posters on the wall. All were scrolls - delicately preserved and tarnished with unknown preservative liquid to maintain it's crispness. His bed came in folded and placed at a far corner. The main center was decorated with the table - and there, Ryu's bottle was put. Surround sound speakers hand on all corners of the room. A computer looms in on a retractable wall. A small bird-like wind chime shines on the window and sounds everytime wind moves it.
The room never looked that it has lost space. As soon as Touya saw the rooms final form he dropped asleep at the center pillows and mats.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 4:18 pm
*He opens the door to their apartment, and sets Rika down on the couch. He takes off his jacket, and sighing, he sets it down on a chair and plops down under his Ultraman poster. he looks across the room at her, and takes off his head band.* So, are you hungry at all? I'll make dinner...
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 4:22 pm
Finaly set down, Rika wobbles on her feet. "Hungry? Hm, not really....if your hungry, feel free to raid the fridge." Rika looked down on her chest, and seeing her blood splattered clothing cringe. "I'm gonna go change..." She says and heads off to get clothes.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 4:59 pm
*Walks on his way to school wondering who to talk to. See's then Riko but doesn't now his name.*
"Yo,I'm new. My name is Kenji. Can you spare a minute."
"You go to Fatima high? Im a senior thats going to go and i need a place to stay do you know is this place has a room open?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 5:40 pm
*Akiro sighs, and looks at his Bruce Lee blanket.* What would you do, Bruce? *He says to himself. He stands up, and heads to the fridge.* Hey, are you sure you have enough food for both of us? *he screams down the hall.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 6:04 pm
Rika walks back, drying her hair. Evidently, she took a shower. She had resplinted her arm with the splint sticks and an ace bandage. It was clearly swealing and horribly bruised.
"It's a small place, no need to yell." Rika smiled, the dirt and blood was off her face revealing clear pale skin. "Plenty, I despise shoping so I stock up when I go." Rika sat down, wincing as her bruised legs and back protested.
There were a few cuts across her face, most evident traveling from her high jaw bone to a tad lower than her temple. Rika had claned it, and it was just a thin line.
She had on clean clothes as well. She wore a black skirt and a dark red shirt, bringing out her eyes and emphisising her glossy hair. She wore a loose white button up shirt, un bottoned, over her red shirt. Rika's other hand was wrapped in a simple white cloth. She wore thigh highs and her shoes were by the door.
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