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 Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 3:21 am
Nix
Antarctica
Senior / 12th Grade A cold land. Fat white snowflakes falling from the white sky onto the equally white ground. A little boy sitting all by himself. Waiting.
'Where is he?' The little boy thinks letting a long breath, not warm enough to make a cloud, 'He promised he would be back.'
Then he spots a ship.
He stands up, runs to the shore, and waves his arms madly.
"Papa Russia!" He shouts, "I'm here! It's me! Antarctica!" The ship starts to pull away. "Don't you remember? You promised me you'd be back! Papa!"
Nix snapped out of his memories.
"O-oh! Sorry..." He apologized softly, "I was just lost in...a dead memory..." ((Sorry for the late reply, I had lots of home-work. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:08 am
   Matthew Williams The Invisible Junior Matthew picked up his drink and took a sip before setting it down. "Sounds like a plan..." The Canadian made his way to the door then stopped, looking back. "...Boy..." He looked ahead and left quietly, sighing a bit. "But I doubt I'll see him..." Out.Of.Maple:
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:09 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 9:46 am
Alfred F. Jones
Hero
*best junior ever*  Al hated to see his brother sad, but that would have to wait, what ever Maria was going on a bout it sounded impotent. She didn't use the word 'emergency' often. So as fast at he could wile wearing boots a size and a half to small for him, and a too tight skirt, ran to his dorm hoping no one... expesaly France saw him. He needed his glasses too. So he tripped a few times. XxThe Graceful AssassinxX
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 3:40 am
Nix
Antarctica
Senior / 12th Grade Nix looked at the Russian for a moment, then looked away.
"Sorry to have bothered you," He said quietly, almost like the wind blowing over the icy emptiness. He started to walk away.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 9:02 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:36 am
Nix
Antarctica
Senior / 12th Grade Nix nodded silently, a small smile on his face. "Thank you...mama?" He said in a tone almost like humor. He then turned to the door once again and left quietly, leaving no trace that he'd ever been there at all.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 2:29 pm
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It Scott only sat and listened to the two talk, until he noticed a change in...something. He looked down and was relieved that he was a man again. And thank god he was wearing his male uniform. He stood up from the table and looked at Ivan. "Ummm...Ah 'm s'rry, b't ah h've ta go. Th'r's Somethin' ah ha've ta do." and without another words, he rushed out of the cafe, and headed back to the dorms. {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 10:31 am
 xxxxxxxxxxxx Ivan Braginski
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe Chilling Junior ███████████████ ███████ ██ Ivan blinked a few times then looked down, taking not that he was...well a man again. Violet eyes snapped up to the Scot, getting lightly franti. "W-vait!...I...I...-" Tears seemed to prickle in the man's eyes, shoulders slumping a bit. "W-...What...did I do....wrong..." Ivan's gaze moved back to the table. What...had he been too foward?... He got up following. ███████████████ ███████ ██ Out.Of.Vodka:
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 8:17 pm
 Seychelles
Cherelle PetitFreshmanCherelle walked into the cafe, sitting down at a table by a window. It was still dark and stormy out, but Seychelles hoped it would clear up and become nice and sunny out. The cafe was completely empty except for her, and she assumed it was because almost everyone else was out rescuing Leilani. She ordered some tea and sat sipping it while watching the people in the town out the window.  .x..x.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:30 pm
Emil Steilsson / Republic of Iceland ☂ The Freezing Junior ☂   □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ Emil passively strolled toward the cafe, snatching the brown hat off his head and swinging it along his hand as it swung side to side. He really needed a break from the Internet for a while and the cafe seemed to be a good place to go. No one was around, so it was perfect for the quiet teenager. Perfect isolation. "Thank you. Thank you for the world, the world, the world. Thank for the life you're making me see. Inside of me..." The Icelander softly singsonged before focusing his attention to dusting his white combat boots on the welcome mat provided outside the small building. His blue eyes fluttered slowly as he got the last bit of dirt from the bottom of his boots. Once the island nation was sure all the dirt was gone, he proceeded inside and walked straight to the counter. Emil placed his money on the marble counter before ordering the usual, hot chocolate with extra marshmallows. The cashier happily took the money, inserted it into the cash register, and gave the teenager his receipt before ascending back into the depths of the kitchen. In just a few minutes of foot and finger tapping, the beverage was served. Emil thanked the cashier before taking his cup of hot cocoa and heading to a empty table in the far corners of the cafe. He quietly sat down sipping his warm beverage for a short moment before setting it down and taking out his music player, playing the music once more. □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□Out of Reykjavik: Translation:
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 6:02 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th Grade Zlata headed inside the cafe, glad to get away from the hustle and bustle of the bar. The slovak was surprised to see Emil in the cafe as well as a tanned girl. Quietly she approached him, not wanting to break the quiet atmosphere of the cafe, and tapped his shoulder. She had decided it would be best to let him know she was human again before heading to the counter and ordering some biscuits and a fancy looking caramel hot chocolate from the drinks menu. Zlata loved sweet things as much as she loved alcohol and meat, and that was a lot. While she was waiting for the food to be served her eyes skimmed the room for a free table to sit at. Out Of Combat:
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 4:34 pm
Emil Steilsson / Republic of Iceland ☂ The Freezing Junior ☂□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□Emil was tapping his fingers lightly on the table as he listened to the various songs playing on his music player. His head swished side to side ever so slightly with the tempo. The Icelander had completely blocked out the rest of the world with his music. He was feeling much more calm than being flustered in his room, thinking back to the conversation he had with Lukas about his interests... in others. The nation wasn't going to let anyone barge into his private life, especially his brother. He didn't expect someone to tap him on the shoulder. Emil immediately stopped the music on his music player and turned to the person that had tapped him. The Icelandic teen blinked in surprise seeing Zlata in her normal form. He was completely baffled, but glad nonetheless. Not wanting to ruin the perfectly quiet atmosphere, he waved a friendly hand toward the Slovakian before letting her go make her way to the counter. Nice to see everything was worked out. Emil was actually a tad worried the problem would eventually reach to drastic measures. Another sip of the hot cocoa was taken before turning the music back on and relaxing the nerves once more. □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□Out of Reykjavik: Translation:
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 2:59 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th GradeZlata waved back at the icelander with a smile before she took a seat at a table near the window. She watched a few people pass by before she bagn to drink her hot chocolate- it was sweet and warm, but not as good as wine to the slovak. When the drink was half gone she dipped some of the dainty looking wafer biscuits into its contents before nibbling at them. She was on her third one by now and was again gazing out of the window. Once she had finished she left the cafe and headed to the dorms. Out Of Combat:
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 9:26 am
♬ •♩ ·.·´¯`·.·♭•♪ Loki Edelstein ♪ •♭·.·´¯`·.·♩ •♬
~Freshman~
"The world is my canvas and I will paint all over it!"
Loki walked into the cafe, pulling Evan along with him. He had forgotten about his hair until he got into the cafe. Thats when he started to flip out. "Ugh! Stupid hair! I need some rubber bands to make it art again! Braid are art! They are perfect! If it's not art, it's not perfect!" He grumbled and started fussing with his hair again.
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