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 Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 3:58 pm
She stopped eating to look up with startlement, her large blue eyes becoming larger still, if that were possible. She swallowed the bite she'd just put in her mouth and blushed, looking away. How does one going about explaining how she had managed to stomach the oatmeal. She pressed her lips together, her eyes dropping to the remnants of her breakfast. She fiddled with her spoon, "I'm endowed." She responded, not answering his first question, not sure how to answer his first question. She put the last bite in her mouth and swallowed and sipped her apple juice.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 4:09 pm
Derek paused a bit, before replying. He wasnt sure about her reaction, and wondered if he'd somehow emberassed her somehow. "I'm endowed, too..." He started. "Storm control. Er.. What can you do, if you dont mind me asking?" He managed to choke down his last lump of oatmeal, and one of his friends grabbed his tray. "Thanks, man." He murmered, waiting for a reply from the girl.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 4:21 pm
As his friend started pulling away, an invisible force wrenched the tray from his hand. It floated in the air for a bit before floating to the trash can, emptying itself and setting itself down on a stack of dirty trays. Aya sat placidly. She always felt so calm when she was using her talent, Guess. She said in his mind. It was one word, soft, unobtrusive but it was definitely Aya's. She smiled at him openly, when she smiled, her whole face smiled, her eyes glittered, she looked almost as if she were laughing at her own private joke. Since she was so relaxed, her expressions showed more readily.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 4:30 pm
Derek grinned as most of his friends looked a bit paniked. His smile turned genuine, as well, when he noticed how relaxed she seemed. "The names' Derek. Whats your'se?" A gust of wind made its way through a small window and picked at everyone's hair.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:10 pm
Gabby had finished her breakfast when she finally stopped reciting. "Er... Did I do it again?" She wondered aloud, and looked to Tifany. "I'm sorry," She said. "I dont beleve I know your name. Mine's Gabby." She repeated.
"Gabby, stop repeating yourself!" A boy from a table behind the two shouted. Gabby stuck her tongue out. "Sorry." She apologised again. She repeated herself often, and was always apologetic about it.
((We need more peoples! crying ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:28 pm
((Yes, yes we do. I'll see if I can think of another character...))
Aya smiled, closing her big blue eyes as her long blue hair was teased by the wind, Aya. She replied in his mind, her mental voice was still soft, it always was, just like her speaking voice, Nice to meet you, Derek.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 12:48 pm
Skye entered the cafeteria her head held high as she smiled teasingly to a few random boys that passed her. She got her food and sat down at a table by herself just as she always did. She gently moved the flaming red hair from her shoulders, her movements seemed like liquid. Her violet eyes scanned the cafe letting her gaze linger on a few people making them blush.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:00 pm
Derek paused a bit to stare at Skye. His stare seemed slightly more like a scowl than anyone elses' gaze. Some of his friends began laughing. Derek looked back to Aya. "So... what are you doing for the art-show thats coming up?" He asked. He never really liked pretty girls. They always were more concerned with their beauty than their brains. "I'm doing a sculpture of the Red King."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:06 pm
Skye saw his glare and took it as if it was a challenge. She got up and walked over to him. "Something the matter?" She tilted her head slightly. Although she was very pretty she was a deep person, she took pride in her art and let her emotions out in it. She felt that, that way no one could hurt her if she just appeared to be a pretty ditz then to actually show her true colors although she did enjoy flirting.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:09 pm
"Yeah," Derek looked her in the eyes, sparks leaping from his hair and dissappearing in the growing wind. "You're destracting me from my conversation." Some of his friends put hands on his shoulder. The sound of thunder came from outside.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:11 pm
Bleu ruffled her beautiful, golden hair staring in her mirror. She hated first days of school, she always felt so tired. She pulled on her blue cloak and advance towards the dining room. She took abowl of lumpy oatmeal and and a cup of coffee. Looking around to find a place to sit.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:13 pm
"If I'm so distracting don't look at me." She couldn't help but smirk as she saw his anger grew. "You should really learn to control that you know, thats the problem with 14 year olds, they can't control their power. It seems to control them." She smirked devishly knowing that she was being a complete jerk but he had gotten her going.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:19 pm
"It Ain't age that counts." Derek said calmly, looking at his fingernails, looking like they were more entertaining than Sky. "You should keep control of your actions, or you'll start attracting teachers. You wouldnt want that, now would you? Stupid 16 year olds. Cant keep their minds out of the gutter." Derek grinned and stood, offering a hand to Aya. "Are you finished, M'lady?" He asked, quite finished with the quarrel with Skye.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 1:21 pm
Kiora_childofthemoon Bleu ruffled her beautiful, golden hair staring in her mirror. She hated first days of school, she always felt so tired. She pulled on her blue cloak and advance towards the dining room. She took abowl of lumpy oatmeal and and a cup of coffee. Looking around to find a place to sit.
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