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 Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 11:05 pm
Feliks Łukasiewicz ♥ get in, l o s e r , we're going s h o p p i n g ♥ Okay, so he might’ve been doing more than a teensy bit of a skip/strut (he’d call that a strip—no, wait, that was a bad idea, nevermind) and far more than a teensy bit late. That wasn’t really an issue in his mind; as long as he showed up, he should certainly still get credit. Feeling that just looking unconcerned by the situation wasn't empathetic enough, he gave a little wave to the class before seating himself.
This was his class. Not his class as in what was on the schedule (fine, okay, that too), but his class. He could totally own this—he was already some kind of domestic goddess or whatever housewives liked to call themselves these days. Except he couldn’t balance a chequebook. But really, what with credit cards and cool new bits of plastic with monetary value, there wasn’t any need to even have those pieces of crapthings anymore!
Feliks felt rather like commandeering a sewing machine and more-or-less playing slave driver for the rest of the period, and probably would’ve, were it not for the little giggle that came from the back of the room. Naturally, he could recognise that anywhere; freakin’ Ivan. He thought, and was perhaps hoping more than a little bit, that the Russian must’ve dropped out or something after being absent for the first two periods of the day.
Consider his bubble burst. (( I swear I’m not this much of a jerk most of the time.
hooray for theatrical timing. ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 4:32 am
 Eduard Von Bock Sophomore / 10th grade Eduard frightened face, suddenly looked as if he were surprised, not to mention a little red on the cheeks as he felt something on his hand. He looked down and saw Toris's hand on top of his "U-Ummmmm...." he slowly took his hand away, he hoped that didn't look rude. He cleared his throat and pushed his glasses back "Th-Thanks...." Well, that did calm him down a bit, and distracted him from Ivan. He heard someone else enter the classroom, he turned around and saw it was Toris's Polish friend, Feliks "Hey, look who's here." If you ever need help with your studies, I'd be glad to help.
R-Russia's not here, is he?!
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 7:39 am
 Зxдxрxаxвxсxтxвxуxйxтxе Mxy Nxaxmxe ixs Rxuxsxsxixa
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BxRxAxGxIxNxSxKxI Ivan giggled as he watched people begin to react to his presence. Of course, the baltics, 2 of them, were here. It seemed Eduard was 10 times more scared than Toris. Toris was putting up a brave front to encourage Eduard. So cute~ He wanted to just go and plop down right in the middle of those two~ but no. He was willing to just wait for a more proper moment to arise. Maybe tomorrow he could join them, give them false hope that today they were both free from him for the rest of the year.
Ivan turned his head curiously when another familiar person came in. Feliks.... well, the room had just gotten a little aggravating for him. The Polish boy was annoying, girly, and above all not scared of him. He didn't like it when people were not scared of him.... well, he didn't like it when his self appointed lackeys were not scared of him. Poland was most definitely one of his lackeys! no matter how many times he seemed to come back to life after the Russian stamped him out of existence. One day, if the Soviets ever reunited, the Pole's would be first on the list of nations in charge of cleaning the Russian's house.
⊱ⓄutxⓄfxⓋodka: first post, yey~ will make a longer second post. sorry about the shortness >.< ⊰
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 8:57 am
 ♪♫Lithuania, our homeland,
Land of heroes!
Let your sons draw their strength
From our past experience
Let your children always follow
Only roads of virtue,
May your own, mankind’s well-being
Be the goals they work for.♪♫ He wasn't surprised by the other male pulling away from him, after all, if Eduard wasn't comfortable with him touching his hand then he was certain it was perfectly normal for him to withdraw. Even though that sort of calmed him down as well, he could deal with not holding on to the other male's hand like it was some sort of life line...
Then in came Feliks.
It wasn't as though he wasn't happy to see the Pole... He just didn't think the blond had the best timing... Or any timing at all being that he didn't see him in the first two classes they had... Nevertheless he was still there... and so was Ivan. It could have been a bad thing that he could deal with the two of them not being in this class... Well, normal thing when it came down to Ivan, a bad thing when he thought of it when Feliks walked into the room.
After shaking his head he forced up a smile and looked to Feliks, stuttering out something along the lines of "G-good morning, Feliks..." as he kept back a 'please don't start a fight'... ♪♫ May the sun above our land
Banish darkening clouds around
Light and truth all along
Guide our steps forever
May the love of Lithuania
Brightly burn in our hearts.
For the sake of this land
Let unity blossom.♪♫ 
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:17 am
Eduard Von Bock Sophomore / 10th grade Eduard wondered how Toris and Feliks's relationship was. Was he able to tolerate the Pole? he could be a bit annoying at times.... And loud.... And oblivious... Oh well, at least he was an all right guy. A little weird though. As he looked at Toris, he was a bit curious about something... how was theri relationship? Eduard and Toris's? Has his friend ever thought they could be... more than friends....? Not that he's ever thought of him like that! Nah... He's heard him talk about Ivan's stalker little sister, Natalia, and how cute she is. So, there's most likely no chance they could ever be more. Which was fine... If you ever need help with your studies, I'd be glad to help.
R-Russia's not here, is he?!
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 5:40 pm
Feliks Łukasiewicz ♥ get in, l o s e r , we're going s h o p p i n g ♥
Reactions like this were probably why Feliks made the easy, common mistake of viewing himself as popular. Now, he wasn’t quite yet to the point of hair-flipping and general effeminate tomfoolery upon entrance (yet being the key word here), but in all seriousness, he was already almost too full of it to function.
He patted Eduard’s head lightly in a condescending little sort of greeting. “Don’t say ‘hi’ too fast, you might hurt yourself,” Feliks intoned, ruffling the blond’s hair and seating himself beside Toris, as to either keep an eye on or annoy be social with the other two boys, though it’s up for debate whether or not the degree of inflicted detriment changed so much as a hair.
“Hey, Toris,” he greeted perkily, “How’re you doing? It’s been a-ages!”
It really wasn’t necessary to draw out the ‘a’ for that long, nor to add the silly sort of trill to it that he did. On the topic of unnecessary actions taken in the past two minutes, it also wasn’t necessary to pivot where he was sitting and wink at Russia with such an air of a special brand of self-assured superiority reserved solely for trying to get a rise out of him.
“Before you ask, I’ve been doing very very very well, and I totally came up with the best idea, but since I’m super nice, I’ll let you answer the question. Actually, I was pretty sure you were going to answer it anyway, because I asked, but yeah, how’re you?” he continued before the other got too much of a word in. Someday, he would learn it was bad manners to interrupt people, but today is unfortunately not that day. Nor is any day soon.
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 5:49 pm
Eduard Von Bock Sophomore / 10th grade "Ah!" Eduard slightly jumped as he felt something on his head. he turned around and saw Feliks ruffling his hair "Oh... Tere, Feliks." he greeted him in Estonian. He was slightly pushed aside by the Pole as he sat between him so he could talk to Toris. Well, they were friends after all. However, without him, he felt so vulnerable with the Russian in the room. There was no one left to protect him. He just hoped Ivan wouldn't bother him now that he was alone. Eduard fixed up his hair. If you ever need help with your studies, I'd be glad to help.
R-Russia's not here, is he?!
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 10:40 pm
♪♫Lithuania, our homeland,
Land of heroes!
Let your sons draw their strength
From our past experience
Let your children always follow
Only roads of virtue,
May your own, mankind’s well-being
Be the goals they work for.♪♫ He just watched Feliks, smiling as the other male went on for a moment or two about this idea he had... that would hopefully be forgotten after a little bit of talk. There was no way he trusted any of the blond's ideas... sometimes they were just awful, and someone always ended up in a dress or something like that... Or at least that was how it looked in his mind. Personally he didn't even want to think about having to wear something that girly as long as he was alive.
"I a-am well, thank you," Toris said, giving a little nod in reply, "I...it's only been a little more than two months... but yes, it is nice to see you... how are you?" He couldn't be rude and not ask how Feliks' summer was, maybe it would distract him from what ever awful idea they may be subjected to by the end of the day.♪♫ May the sun above our land
Banish darkening clouds around
Light and truth all along
Guide our steps forever
May the love of Lithuania
Brightly burn in our hearts.
For the sake of this land
Let unity blossom.♪♫
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 12:27 am
Feliks Łukasiewicz ♥ get in, l o s e r , we're going s h o p p i n g ♥
“Cześć, Eduard,” Feliks responded cheerfully, in a manner that suggested he certainly hadn’t essentially just forced the Estonian to greet him. He wasn’t quite sure why the sparkling blond was acting distraught—it wasn’t as if Ivan was a threat, Feliks was sitting right next to him. And he was needed, if only because the aforementioned master plan required his life and health (well, life, anyway) and probably also because if he wouldn’t, Toris would do something stupid.
In light of the situation, he decided to give him a little reassuring sort of hug, though reassurance wasn’t really his strong suit and it probably looked a bit more like awkward, failed bad-touching. “Chillax, he’s not gonna do anything. I wouldn’t let him and he wouldn’t try.”
He turned back to Toris, slightly baffled. “Huh, two months? That’s a long time… So, you had fun? Yay! So did I, but I missed you every day and stuff.”
Feliks hadn’t, but it seemed like a nice thing to say.
“And guess what? Two months is totally long enough for a new master plan! And this time it doesn’t involve you cross-dressing—I, like, put that into consideration just for you, so you should be super happy—or light bulbs! ‘Cause what happened last year doesn’t need to happen again after the ketchup incident… Anyway, aren’t you super duper psyched? And I even have half of it done already! Lemme go get her!”
With that, he up and left the class.
(( Ukraine totally consented to this happening I promise D8 ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 2:02 am
Y E K A T E R I N A And you believe there's good in everybody's heart
Keep it safe and sound
With hope you can do your part
To turn a life around
Katya followed Feliks into the class, slightly nervous, though the students in it were all younger than her. She did brighten, however, upon seeing her little brother, smiling at him pleasant and waving, calling out a cheerful " Privet Bratishka!" She wasn't quite sure what the Pole wanted her in the room for and felt slightly antsy. Was it even appropriate for her to leave class? There was a strange lack of teachers but she still felt weird just up and leaving in the middle of a class period. She fretted slightly, inching closer to Feliks, as if he'd protect her, though she was actually slightly bigger than him. " Feliks...? What exactly did you need me for...?" She wondered, looking a little worried. Not all of Feliks' plans were bad. However, she had been subject to multiple makeovers and other hare-brained schemes before and not all of them lacked pain, particularly in the form of eyelash curlers and devious mascara wands. ((You mean I could say you kidnapped me?))
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 2:42 am
Feliks Łukasiewicz ♥ get in, l o s e r , we're going s h o p p i n g ♥
"Oh, right, that."
Feliks checked his left pocket and ran a hand over the front of his pants to the right, trying to find the measuring tape. Flustered, he pressed on his hips and continued giving himself a slow patdown until he finally found it in the breast pocket of his shirt. Withdrawing the yellow, translucent tape, he winked at the Ukrainian girl and smiled.
"I need your measurements because I have this plan that's totally gonna work this time! Do you mind?" he asked, inclining his head and giving his sweetest of expressions. "It shouldn't take long, unless you, like, don't mind giving me a little extra time."
Raising a pen to his lips, he tugged off the cap with his teeth and pulled up his sleeve so as to record the numbering on his skin (the only canvas he knew he wouldn't lose). "We don't want your things too loose, after all."
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 2:48 am
Y E K A T E R I N A And you believe there's good in everybody's heart
Keep it safe and sound
With hope you can do your part
To turn a life around
" W-well, okay..." Katya relented, glancing down at herself, suddenly self-conscious about her lack of a model-esque body and the fact the room was entirely boys and her brother. Her cheeks flushes slightly in embarrassment and she silently hoped Feliks didn't try to measure her in front of everyone. Her fretting made her stomach clench with anxiety and she felt the overwhelming need to flee, but forced herself to stay. It wasn't so bad, really. The Pole did, after all, have great fashion sense and he'd surely put her in a flattering outfit. Hopefully. Usually. " Ah, take all the time you need, yes?" Her brows knit together in worry. Dread slowly filled her stomach. Something told her this wouldn't turn out well. Perhaps if they were alone she'd be a lot more willing but in a room of people? She swallowed. Now or never.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 3:16 am
Feliks Łukasiewicz ♥ get in, l o s e r , we're going s h o p p i n g ♥
"Yay! Thanks so much, Katya!"
He gathered her into a hug as best he could (he was short and she was... voluptuous). "You're, like, the best model ever! Now, I'll need your breech inseam, so if you can stand with your legs about shoulder-width apart?" Feliks requemanded (his squish of request and demand--very useful when referring to him).
The Pole knelt and subtly pushed up her skirt a bit, pressing the cool metal--zero--to her innermost thigh and measuring down to just above her shin, running his index finger along the tape lightly, quickly, before making a note of it on his wrist.
His right arm, the one being written upon, brought the tape to his mouth as well, and he bit down softly on it in thought.
((THIS DOES NOT SOUND ODD AT ALL))
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 3:23 am
Y E K A T E R I N A And you believe there's good in everybody's heart
Keep it safe and sound
With hope you can do your part
To turn a life around
The Ukrainian girl was sure she was horribly red in the face by now, letting go of Feliks in order to follow his demand. She stood back a little, unwilling to look anyone in the room in the eye, keeping her own eyes trained on the floor. She spread her legs to the required width, suddenly wishing the girls were allowed to wear pants as opposed to the uniform skirts. She was, however, thankfully wearing short shorts under her skirt, as she tended to be clumsy and would positively die of embarrassment if she accidentally flashed someone (though her panties were less than relieving). She squeaked at the cold, nearly jumping out of her skin. He couldn't warn her first? Better yet, he couldn't drag her off to the bathroom to take the measurements? Knowing the boy was, probably, gay, however, did help calm her nerves slightly in the fact of knowing he wouldn't purposefully grope her. That and the fact he tended to dress her up often, despite her protests (she had given up protesting long ago. It was better to just let Feliks work, whether you agreed or not).
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 8:07 am
Eduard Von Bock Sophomore / 10th grade The Estonian saw the Pole run out of the class to go fetch Ivan's older sister, Katya. He knew her, never really talked to her. She was really nice. But erhe were times he wouldn't look at her, her big breasts were a magnet for the eyes,a nd if he stared at them, people would think he's a pervert. Well, what did you expect?! They're huge! Anyways, he noticed the Mexican girl hadn't returned yet. Did something happen? She'd never run from sweets. he figured he should take the brownies out of the oven before they get burned. He approached the oven, put on the oven mitts, opened the oven, and took out the brownies and placed them on the stove. The steam fogged up his glasses, he removed them and wiped them with a piece of cloth he took out from his pocket. If you ever need help with your studies, I'd be glad to help.
R-Russia's not here, is he?!
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