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Sabrewolf123 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:54 pm
James Jetter  James looked over at her with a confused expression. She was up to something for sure. "Ah...I'm from the arenas in the SouthEast region. As for my family, I don't really have one," he told her. He didn't really care about her family or place of origin, but figured he'd ask. "How about you?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 4:12 pm
Sabrewolf123 James Jetter James looked over at her with a confused expression. She was up to something for sure. "Ah...I'm from the arenas in the SouthEast region. As for my family, I don't really have one," he told her. He didn't really care about her family or place of origin, but figured he'd ask. "How about you?" Alexandra Morriarti "Interesting me either all I have now is this school...." she looked to the ground "But I'm not really from here...I'm from England." she smiled at him "I'm not really used to the whole scene here yet." she looked up at him "How long have you been here?" She asked him.
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Sabrewolf123 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 7:05 pm
James Jetter James waved at the general area. "About a week," he replied. He down at her hand as he held it, still trying to figure out what she was up to. "England? That's quite far away. Why come here?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 8:32 pm
Sabrewolf123 James Jetter James waved at the general area. "About a week," he replied. He down at her hand as he held it, still trying to figure out what she was up to. "England? That's quite far away. Why come here?" she smiled at him "To meet people like myself...and to be considered somewhat normal instead of a freak." She saw him get even more confused she guessed it was because he had never really had many relationships with people. Growing up in an arena must have been hard for him. "So what made you choose this school?"
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Sabrewolf123 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 8:45 pm
James Jetter James thought about telling her the truth but quickly changed his mind. "I figured I'd put the talents I had to good use. You know, help the world and stuff. I am a Weapon after all. Might as well."
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 9:43 pm
Sabrewolf123 James Jetter James thought about telling her the truth but quickly changed his mind. "I figured I'd put the talents I had to good use. You know, help the world and stuff. I am a Weapon after all. Might as well."
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Sabrewolf123 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 9:49 pm
James Jetter James nodded, unsure how to respond to her strange comment and followed her to the training field. [[exit to DWMA Training Field]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 11:20 pm
╔═════════════════════════════════╗ The Beautiful
Fabio Vega ╚═════════════════════════════════╝  "Your moment spent with beauty is over..." Vega had been in death city for a few days now and so far there was nothing of interest in this dirty little town. Who's bright idea was it to build such an important establishment in the middle of no where? Despite the fact its location was well hidden in a large wasteland it was an overall asinine and imbecilic idea. For lord death to be as wise as he us he sure lacked a sense of decorum. Vega was very acrimonious in behavior as he was obviously upset about this. He expected a private school of class, dignity, and stature. Yet, all he seemed to noticed where crowds of normal, gaudy, little children and preteens. It was very displeasing to the eyes. Whilst the DWMA building itself was a magnificent work of art. The denizens of death city did not dare deserve to be in the presence of such a phenomenon.
While in a serious state of digress, he chose to order an earl grey tea and Victoria cakes to try and calm his nerves. How foolish. It was unfitting of such a refined man as he to eavesdrop, but a pair of local teens chattered between themselves. Neither of them seemed to know each other, what the other was really like, or what type of skill they possessed. Yet, they're planning to run off together to play 'house' or whatever the blue blazes the American teens did. It was sickening really. What would such a voluptuous young lady be doing with such a vile, pitiful specimen of the male species? Tragic...To waste away the days of her youth and beauty in such company. It was truly a shame to watch...
Alas, he chose to ignore it for now,despite how much it sickened him, as the waitress had delivered him the things he'd requested. Vega eyed the cup and cakes for a moment before taking up the saucer and cup simultaneously. He gave a soft quiet sip to the contents of the cup. Not exactly the best cup of tea in the world but it would suffice to calm his nerves. Eventually the boy would walk away and it was expected of the girl to follow. What a bittersweet feeling. He wouldn't mind if the girl stuck around a bit longer...but that would be too easy. Things in life were never too easy. ✿Thoughts✿ ...
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... "Now...Let the cold blanket of death cover your eternal sleep..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 1:13 pm
☩☩ ☩☩ ☩☩ ☩☩  The door to the cafe flung open suddenly. At first only the boot of a large man could be seen insinuating that he had kicked it opened. Sheamus entered dressed rather casually for one who had just forcefully breached the door. His hands were crammed roughly into his pockets as the firebrand strode into the cafe. "Oi, I've been lookin all o'er fer this place" his accent was thick, having only been in the States for a few months. "I'll 'ave the darkest cuppa joe ya got." he paused as the barista began to scold him over the door "Ah she's a fine one, she is. Held up, solid as stone, that one. Yer not so bad yerself there, colleen." The barista gave up due to his clear disregard for public property. She presented him with his coffee after a few moments to which he seated himself at a table slurping loudly on it's contents.
A couple of Shibusen students had passed him on the way out leaving only himself, the barista and another man he didn't recognize. Sheamus could already tell he didn't like this other gentleman. His darker skin, fair, pretty boy hair, and the attire that made him look like some kind of whore. To Sheamus, this was the worst kind of guy, the kind of guy who would rather look flashy then be practical. Sizing the man up, Sheamus had already determined that he'd be quick but if the Irish-man caught him one solid time it'd probably be over. Sheamus gave his head a shake which would have been noticeable to the blonde man as well as the glaring that Sheamus didn't attempt to hide under his cap. Sheamus was so lost in thought that he didn't realize he had gotten to his feet and walked over to the man who was sipping at some prissy tea. Sheamus didn't speak but leaned over the table to get a good look at this man. He couldn't help but grin when he got close. "Well now, I suppose y'might've been a man once upon a time, whut 'appened to ya?" Sheamus of course was only joking but humor is often interpreted differetnly. ✤✤✤Thoughts
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 9:06 pm
╔═════════════════════════════════╗ The Beautiful
Fabio Vega ╚═════════════════════════════════╝ "Your moment spent with beauty is over..." Vega was contemplating what he should do after he had a little time to himself. The tea and cake was a nice little way to relieve his thinking time back in spain. So far he had been propositioned by quite a few weapons to be their meister. Filthy, disgusting creatures the men were. Such unrefined weapons. Guns, hammers, one was something he couldn't even fathom as a 'weapon'. He wanted to sigh but it would be improper to do so. He took a small bite of the cake when a rather hideous, brutish, ogre of a man so rudely placed his dirty boots against the door to force it open. What kind of way is that to enter a building? Such a foolishly foolish fool displaying himself in ways only a ignoramus would do. Vega just chose to ignore it before he lost what little contents he held in his stomach all over the place. Any longer looking at that goat faced freak and he would die...Just when he thought he could relax again he cringed at the disgusting sound he made while drinking whatever the devil was in that cup.
He gave his hair a little bit of a shake to make it bounce itself into place so his bangs drifted just over his left eye. he slowly finished the cake and washed it down with a little more tea. Vega gave a very quiet sigh of happiness not able to contain his contentment with the man finally shutting his mouth. That accent was atrocious...Why couldn't more men be beautifully refined diamonds much like himself? They were all pigs...swines...wallowing in their own filth and failures. Trying to clear his mind he closed his eyes just before he caught wind of a horrible stench. Just from the voice alone he could tell the large oaf was far too close to him. Opening his eyes now he might have to slap him across his scraggly scruffy face. No one should have to see such a loathsome visage when coming out of meditation. His breath was as horrid and putrid as the rest of his disgusting aroma. He hurried to take another sip of tea thankfully washing the smell away with the sweet scent of the tea. Vega chose not to dignify the man with a response. ✿Thoughts✿You malignant cur...begone with you...
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"Now...Let the cold blanket of death cover your eternal sleep..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 12:29 am
☩☩☩☩ ☩☩☩☩ Sheamus was a bit confused by the silence. Perhaps the man's locks were in the way of his ears and couldn't hear the Irishman. Sheamus decided it would be the neighborly thing to do to take a seat. He planted his cup loudly on the table and the floor around them shook when he sat firmly in the chair across from Fabio. He grinned ear to ear, his emerald eyes stare mischieviously at the clearly stuck up, pretty boy. " 's matter there boy-o?" He reached to slap Fabio on his shoulder as a friendly custom. "D'ja lose yer dog or summit?"
Sheamus was oblivious to the building tension between the other man's silence and his own attempt at being sociable. He took a huge swig of his coffee and returned it noisily to the table. It was clearly still hot because his lips were as red as his beard and steam lifted from them. He wiped it with his sleeve then replastered the grin to his face " Now tat's a good cuppa joe ey? Wasthat yer drinking there boy-o? looks o bit like pond water. Ya want fer ol' Sheamus to buy ye a real drink?" ✤✤✤Thoughts
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 7:40 pm
╔═════════════════════════════════╗ The Beautiful
Fabio Vega ╚═════════════════════════════════╝ "Your moment spent with beauty is over..." Vega was hoping the brute would take a hint and remain silent or better yet just leave. This was Fabio time and he was imposing on it like some wretched beggar looking for a peseta. He clenched his teeth behind his lips hearing the loud slam on the table. Hoping and praying the cup wouldn't burst and splatter its contents all over the place. Once again, that horrible voice rang out with such a stupid sound. Why would one come to america and BUTCHER the already ignorant language. A little rosetta stone wouldn't kill him...It was sudden but his fabulous senses were tingling. Something filthy was upon him. He opened his eye enough to see that large, dirty hand coming for him like a knife in a horror film. His heart started racing and his reflexes kicked in. He swiftly took the saucer from under the cup and winged it around under the man's palm to catch his hand. He helped guide the man's hand back across the table and dropped the saucer not wanting to have anything further to do with it.
Even after all that Vega just polished off the rest of his tea and placed the cup on the now empty cake plate. It bothered him to do so but there was nothing more to be done about it. Not so much of a word had come from his refined mouth. Once again he slammed the cup down causing a slight tick in Vega. The last straw was the irishman once more opening his infuriating potato hole. Pond water? What does an ignoramus like him know about a real drink? Vega has tasted the finest of hand picked teas that would make one's soul weep. He silently pushed himself from the table after dabbing his lips clean of any remaining liquid and excused himself, still without a word. Vega went up to the cashier and paid her a handsome tip for having to put up with the man's foolishness. Lord knows he wished someone would pay him compensation for the damage to his ears and intelligence. As he was leaving he gave a sharp glare to the man with his bold crimson eyes and only for a moment and left still without a single word. [exits] ✿Thoughts✿That thing almost touched me! I need a shower just thinking about it...
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"Now...Let the cold blanket of death cover your eternal sleep..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 9:14 pm
Kristine Peri 
Ignoring the selection of coffees and other such drinks, the young woman purchased a large soda with one of the small sandwiches the shop offered before moving toward the back of the shop, trying to find a more secluded spot to eat and think. A smile crept along her lips as she thought of her new situation. She had a place to settle in for a while, where she could learn to at least control what she was, and it was hardly likely she would be able to hurt anyone on accident, considering a good number of them were just like her. Money would be something she still worried about, however. She had enough cash on hand for a month or so, but beyond that she had no clue what she was going to do to keep herself going. She could hardly keep doing what she had done for the past six years; stealing wallets and fencing stolen goods the least of what she'd been forced to do in order to get by. Taking a deep breath, Kristine shook her head as she looked out of the window and toward the academy, letting a small smile slip over her lips again as she pushed the past behind her. This was her life now, and things would work themselves out.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 7:48 am
☩☩☩☩ ☩☩☩☩ "Well then" Sheamus had a look of near bewilderment at the blocked arm slap. "pretty sharp t'ere boy-o, not da type ta be touched eh?" Still the man didn't speak. Sheamus was getting a bit unnerved but he stayed positive. "Ey now where do ya think yer goin?" he asked as Fabio got up and went to pay. As he glared Sheamus finally began to feel the hostility. "H'ok then boy-o you ain't heard the last of Ol' Sheamus. You can be sure o dat." he sneered as the man exited.
Wanting to keep a cool head he shifted his attention to the newcomer. A clearly athletic girl with a rough demeanor. She wasn't really his type but even despite Fabio's He purchased a coffee and made his way to her. "Oi, top o' the mornin to ya" ✤✤✤Thoughts
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 4:01 pm
Kristine Peri Blinked as she looked up to the red haired young man approached her, shifting slightly in her seat as she nodded. "Uh, mornin'." She replied, a little surprised that she had attracted attention already. Years on her own had left her somewhat introverted, without much experience in simply talking to someone. Sitting there across the table from the stranger, Kristine would glance at the door where the other man had left, wondering if she had missed something while she had daydreamed, and that was why she had been approached.
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