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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 2:57 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV  "HEY!" Gray shouted, giving the little kid a good shake. "You do not go around shooting anyone with weird things! Do you have any idea what kind of trouble this is going to spell for the school if this gets out? Don't make me turn you over my knee and give you a good whack because I will. Put those things away before you start to look like an even bigger fool."
"Little kids with guns are just depressing. Those things are being confiscated the minute we get back to school, and you are immediately going to see the headmistress about this."
He slung the boy under one arm like a sack of potatoes and approached the dirty kid with the sheep. "Come along, Squirt. We need to get out of here before someone comes over and wants to know why, for the love of God, is some little twerp shooting people."
For God's sake. What was wrong with this place? He'd even prepared a nice little lie about the girl being his daughter and the sheep being their only heirloom from her dead mother. And he didn't even get to use it. That was just sad.
He started away, motioning for the girl to follow him with his free hand. "Come on. I'll take you somewhere safe, alright?" So this was the weirdest day ever...((Yes. ^_^;; Gray is a little weirded out by the gun slinging tot so the post took a while to write.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 3:09 pm
 ~Pilot~
Pilot snatched her sheep back from the big bad meanies and ran after Gray, catching up with him, and surprisingly, takes his large hand in her small one. This man was not a big bad meanie, this man was nice! This man was going to take care of her, give her a bath, and clean her wounds. What a nice man. She smiled a bit and held his hand as they walked, the three sheep following closely in pursuit.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 3:10 pm
Kenshi L. Diablo I'm the most interesting kid you'll ever meet He just helped out this girl by putting the goons to sleep and they want to take Lucy and Luigi away? Never going to happen. Atleast he didn't have to walk back to school. He'll talk with the head mistress no problem. But they aren't taking his guns away. Even if he's ten he brilliant,so if anything he'll keep his guns and take the detentions.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 3:15 pm
((Have to step out for a bit. Back in an hour.)) =3
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 3:17 pm
StrawberryZ0mbie ((Have to step out for a bit. Back in an hour.)) =3 (Okay ^_^ )
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 5:13 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV Gray looked down with surprise at the sudden little hand in his, and was glad he had three golems to carry his purchases. "Er..." Well this was awkward. He didn't really know much about kids. Maybe he could pawn her off on one of the female teachers. Like that naiad. Wait. No. He shuddered. Definitely not.
"So, where do you live?" he asked the girl. Though she was so dirty and tattered that he had a feeling she didn't really have a place to live. "Um, and parents and such? Are those really your sheep?"
The three sheep were obediently tagging along behind the rather strange group. Now that was going to be hard to explain. He didn't think they would allow sheep in the dorm...maybe the stables?
Gray kept the other kid securely tucked under his arm, but otherwise ignored him because at the moment, what he really wanted to do was give him a good rap on the head with the back of his knuckles. "Oh, I suppose i should introduce myself, little miss," he said. "I am Peregrine Elliott Gray Wellington IV. Well, you can call me Gray, I suppose. Most do. And you are?
Ah...the school grounds. Excellent. First to drop off the troublemaker, then to take care of the little waif.
[Exit to school grounds]
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 8:53 pm
 "Evil has many faces.
Evil can take any form
Animal, Human, anything.
It can influence the weak......" Abel surveyed each and every stall. Looking for something. As they go on circles, Ruby is following him. "If my buying of snacks is such a big deal. That doesn't concern you anymore." Upon reaching the fruit stand, His eyes roam on each fruit.
Abel pick an apple and looked at it. He remembered Angela saying apple back at the infirmary. Maybe this is the one she would love to eat. He started to gather 10 apples, 5 bananas, 5 oranges and 2 mangoes. Instructing the merchant to place it in a good baskets, separately. Then paid for it.
He handled Ruby one.. "Here.. This is for Ayu. She loves that fruit." He carried two baskets. One for Angela and the other one for the sleeping blue haired male student.
"Let's go back..." "...It can spread around the world
It consumes hearts.
It destroys friendships.
This is true evil." *exits to the school grounds.. Infirmary straight.. I'm too lazy to post for each ground xD*
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 4:18 pm
 ~Keina Alappassi~ The baby girl without a chance
A victim of the circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just to hard headed
Keina was relieved to finally be off duty. Taking care of Isamu was... a lot of work. It was interesting to find someone who couldn't handle normal body temperatures. She sure hoped that Javor could manage on his own... he seemed to have done it well before, so why not now? Keina felt that she shouldn't feel so guilty, she had earned her break, hadn't she? She sighed as she walked through the fish market. It was quite a busy place with many fishers and shoppers. There were fish being thrown through the air, vendors calling out offers and deals, and plenty of merchants selling goodies. Keina was very nervous to be out in public, but she was tired of being shut up inside of the school (Even though she hadn't really been there long ) As she walked she did her best to ignore all of the stares that came her way. When she caught someone staring at her she merely looked away and kept going on her way. So long as she didn't run into any hunters she would be fine...
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 4:44 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ νση ∂єя вα¢н-χιqυι
“Teddy”  Xochiquetzal wasn't sure how she managed to go so far from the school in such a short time, but it was hardly the afternoon when she eventually came across the familiar smell of fish and salt. It was a cold walk from her dorm – her clothing, though considerably dry, was still damp in areas and, when met with the cold air, made it quite apparent that it wasn't such a good idea to leave in such haste. But, Xochiquetzal wasn't one to deny her few impulses to travel – they normally ended in the amusing and pleasant fated encounters that helped establish who she believed herself to be.
Such encounters as the feathered creature she had begun following since first entering the fish market. The noise of the market wasn't so bad when she was fixated on the thing – her mind was able to block it out in favor of assessing and continuing to track in a completely 'professional' way. ..To be honest, the girl had positioned herself less than a foot behind the hawkling for the last few stands, being close enough to touch her.. Which she did before she knew what she was doing. But, when she realized her hand was on one wing, she didn't pull back – rather, she held tighter and stopped walking. “......It's real...” She stated to herself in awe – she.. hadn't felt such soft feathers before~ Not on a living being!
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 4:49 pm
~Keina Alappassi~ The baby girl without a chance
A victim of the circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just to hard headed
Keina hadn't heard the other girl stalking behind her. She continued on through the stalls cautiously. Then, she felt something... or someone, touching her. Something or someone was gripping one of her wings. The young woman whirled around and moved to strike, but stopped the instant that she saw it was on of the students from Rosentale Academy. She blinked and lowered her fist, "What may I ask, are you doing grabbing my wing like that?" She asked with a low growl of annoyance emerging from deep within the back of her throat. "Didn't your parents ever teach you any manners?"
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 5:00 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ νση ∂єя вα¢н-χιqυι
“Teddy” When the woman whirled, so did Xochiquetzal – though, she had let go of the wing before she was dragged completely around, surprised by the suddenness of the other. She remained on her side on the ground for a moment, waiting for the dull ache from falling to subside before she brought herself back to her feet again. She looked down at her robe, frowning slightly as the pretty imagery sewn into it was marred by dirt. Ahh.. She supposed she wasn't meant to stay clean that day.. She didn't bother patting it off and turned to look at the stranger, recognizing her after a careful examination. “..The nurse..” She had seen a glimpse of her last time she was in – though, she hadn't made any direct contact. She looked at her hand, wondering if she may have managed to get one of those soft feathers.. but, alas, she hadn't the chance.
Were all the adults of the school in possession of such luxurious things? First the eyepatch, now this woman's feathers.. “Ah..?” She looked back up as she was questioned, noticing the growl a second after she uttered the sound. “Yes.” Her parents had certainly taught her manners! Or, rather, to expect them from others. But, that was beside the point. “They are soft. I have never seen a harpy before.” She explained as she stepped closer, watching her while she reached out to try to touch the wings again.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 5:11 pm
~Keina Alappassi~ The baby girl without a chance
A victim of the circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just to hard headed
Keina was normally an extremely patient young woman, but this girl... this girl was getting her fierce side to come out. She grabbed Xochi's wrist with her hand before it even reached her wings, "I admire your amazement and all, but it is very impolite to touch people, especially without asking. I do not like for my wings to be touched," she warned the girl as she released her wrist. "I understand that they are soft and therefore you want to pet them, but please do understand that if you do the oils in your skin will make them dirty and strip away their shine. It is not an easy process to take care of wings, especially these specific ones."
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 5:20 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ νση ∂єя вα¢н-χιqυι
“Teddy” Before she could even graze the feathers, Xochiquetzal's hand was caught and she was left in mild confusion as she stared at the hands. Oddly.. human.. Perhaps it wasn't a harpy? She looked up at the yellow eyes and strange marking surrounding them, hardly paying attention to what the unknown creature was telling her. She was more curious as to what it was. She let her hand drop back to her side, the action bringing her back to listen to the other's words. ..Oh, so that was the problem? She looked to her robe, specifically to where the dirt had blemished it, and then back to the woman. “...Your actions made my clothing dirty..” She pointed out with a frown, her eyes lowering to the wings again, “What manner of creature are you?” Maybe she didn't need this woman's feathers – her mother may have already gathered them before! She would send them to her if she asked and then she wouldn't have to go to the trouble of getting them from this one..
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 5:24 pm
~Keina Alappassi~ The baby girl without a chance
A victim of the circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just to hard headed
Keina glanced around her before answering Xochi's question, "I am a hawkling," she replied in a hushed tone. "My kind are extremely endangered so I would truly appreciate it if you didn't make too much of a scene. My wings already gather enough attention as it is...." Keina looked around again, to make sure that no ones eyes were on her and the student.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 5:31 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ νση ∂єя вα¢н-χιqυι
“Teddy” Hawkling.. hawkling.. Xochiquetzal mulled over the word as it was uttered, not justifying the woman's words with a response. The last thing the girl ever wanted was a 'scene', as she had called it. The noise and stress of any of those situations too close to her often put her to sleep – and she recalled the last time that had happened with a frown. The mythology professor was not someone she wanted to see again.. If only Veith wasn't in that room, then she would have transferred elsewhere. But, that wasn't at all important in this situation, was it? She looked back to the hawkling before shaking her head, “I don't know of it.” Which meant neither did her mother.. Ah, such a pity. “I won't dirty your feathers if you give me one.” She suggested, hoping at least the process would be an easy one.
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