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 Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 6:07 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose hesitantly peaked into the classroom, inwardly cursing when he saw a girl in the room. Was she... the teacher? She was the only one in the room. And even if she looked really young, the way she carried herself made her look a bit older, at least mentally. Well, student or not, it was still a problem. He didn't want to get anywhere near her, but it wasn't like he could ditch class after he was out for so long.
So, he slowly opened the door, trying to make as little sound as possible as he crept to the back of the classroom. He sat in the seat farthest from her and sank down in his chair, staring at her wearily and hoping she wouldn't notice him. Wait, if she didn't notice him, then she would mark him as absent. ... Damn. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 7:08 pm
 .:l Aerin Fairchild l:.
”Why was man created on the last day?
So that he can be told,
When pride possesses him:
God created the gnat before thee.”
- The Talmud
Great. The joys of potions. It had been a while since she came into this room, and there really wasn't a reason for it. She simply hated the class. Sure, she had a companion that shared a similar cursed body, but she was a witch. There was no way that she was degrading herself to that level. Still, she managed to suck it up and come to class just this once, only to see that there was a boy sitting as far away as possible from the teacher.
Wait, maybe this scum could understand and see the corrupt witch for what she truly was! With that in mind, she found that he could be tolerable enough for her to sit next to and waved brightly at him. "Hello there. I believe I have not met you before. It's a pleasure meeting you now though. My name is Aerin. May I get your name?"
”In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly.
But with humans it is the other way around:
A lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.”
- Anton Chekhov
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 7:23 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose jumped when he heard a female voice beside him, having been too focused on the teacher to notice that someone else had entered the room. He calmed down ever so slightly when he saw that she was fairly small, being a lot better with children than older women. But, he still felt uneasy around her, knowing she must have been older than she looked since she appeared to be another student.
"R-R-R-Rose...?" He barely managed to stutter out without biting his tongue, very slowly inching away from her until he was only halfway on his seat. He wanted to run and hide, or maybe even use the teacher as a human shield since, for some explainable reason, this little girl made him feel even more terrified than usual. "I-I... Err, h-hello." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 7:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 7:57 pm
 “True love won't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try. Cupid doesn't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try.”❤::============>> Eros finally arrived inside the Potions classroom.. And rubbed the back part of his head.. "I'm sorry for being late.. I just need to accompany a new student for his class too.. I hope I wasn't that too..uh.. l-late?" Apologizing while entering and choose a seat for himself.. He looked around.. Seems like Tsilah hasn't been there..
One of his brows raise.. Looks like she's been talking and entertaining the girl/boy around the school and might have forgot about their potions class.. <<============::❤
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 8:09 pm
.:l Aerin Fairchild l:.
”Why was man created on the last day?
So that he can be told,
When pride possesses him:
God created the gnat before thee.”
- The Talmud
"R-R-R-Rose is it? Nice to meet you." Aerin beamed, struggling to roll her "r's" as she tried to pronounce his name like he did. Wow. What kind of name was Rose? While she had nothing against the flower itself, to have such a beautiful flower describe this scum was insulting. Also, did he have some sort of speech impediment with all that stammering? Ugh. Then again, he could be a comrade judging by his more "angelic" appearance, so she shouldn't judge right away unless she wanted a tattletale.
When the dreaded toddlerhag began her nagging lecture, Aerin turned her attention back over to her, and by the end of the instructions, she knew that she had to screw this up. Horribly. Or she could just use her saliva. That would be better. With that in mind, she went to gather up the materials listed in their instructions.
"Oh, hello there. I believe you missed out on our instructions, but I'm sure Professor Sinclair wouldn't mind relaying them to you." She greeted the late boy before collecting the.... stuff.
”In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly.
But with humans it is the other way around:
A lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.”
- Anton Chekhov
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 9:09 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ It was hard to listen to the teacher's explanation when her voice caused him to flinch back a little every few seconds, but he somehow managed to comprehend it. At least, he thought so. He turned to look when someone else arrived in the classroom, relieved to see it was male. Why couldn't he have come earlier!? Then he wouldn't have had to subject himself to the horror of being stuck sitting next to a little girl! It was probably for the best though. He needed to face his fear, whether he wanted to or not. So, he just gave the guy a quick wave, vaguely remembering seeing him before a looong time ago.
"Ditto," He said as calmly as he could, though it really wasn't nice to meet her at all. He frowned at the fact that Aerin mocked him for stuttering, but he couldn't really blame her. Literally, he couldn't. If he even dared, he would run for his life, terrified that she would attack him with whatever tools one could find in a potions classroom. Like a glass beaker. A broken one. He threw that thought aside as he gathered the materials needed and started mixing according to the sheet of paper with instructions. He was sure he was getting something wrong, but it would come out... acceptable, right?
He looked over at Aerin to see how far she had gotten and noticed that he was ahead. And that probably wasn't a good thing. He was sure he missed a step or two. Oh well, good enough. He pricked his finger, seeing no reason to do something as gross as to spit in it, and let a drop of blood fall into the beaker, only to have a puff of rainbow smoke explode in his face. He coughed a little before realizing that it wasn't really smoke he was breathing in. It was the illusion. And it was just a rainbow colored cloud of smog. That was useless, even more so when it disappeared even before five seconds was up. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 9:17 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ νση ∂єя вα¢н-χιqυι  With how long she had hid inside her fort inside the mythology classroom, Xochiquetzal had to eventually grow bored of it. Really, there was only so many shadow puppets she could make before she realized that they were becoming less prophecies and communications to the spirits and more just her flapping a shadow butterfly's wings. So, she had crawled out of her fort and left to the next classroom she remembered she had – potions! She didn't think she had actually gone to a potions class before – which is odd, considering it was one of the few classes she was sincerely interested in.. oh, well, she was a very busy girl and the school had to understand that. Her last one had!
The girl opened the door to the classroom and realized that she was late – but that wasn't important. So, without a comment, she had went to sit at a desk and – him. With startling speed for the girl (which was really just a normal walking pace), she was at the blond haired boy's desk and.. stopped. Rainbow smoke? She waved her hand through it and frowned deeply – it wasn't real.. and it didn't smell like smoke, in any case. “You. You created that?” She asked as she scooted around the desk and stood less than an inch beside him, staring at him hard.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 9:34 pm
Tshila.Curari 
"Sorry I'm late!" Tshila proclaimed, bursting into potions. "I was showing a new student how to get to his class and couldn't quite make it on time!" She noticed that the lesson had already started. And there was rainbow smoke or something. Wow, cool!
"So are we making rainbow smoke or what?" she asked, sliding into the first available desk. She spotted Eros and waved a bit. Looks like he must have dropped the other guy (eurgh...what was his name? She'd already forgotten! Sotaru or something...) off at class. "You beat me," she said, grinning. "I guess I had a further walk over the music room...what's the assignment?"((Sorry for the short post. Multi-tasking))
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 10:30 pm
“True love won't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try. Cupid doesn't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try.”❤::============>> Eros glance over Aerin.. "Ah.. I haven't but it would be wonderful if she would repeat the instructions.." While positioning himself comfortably.. Eros rocked his chair to and fro, while grinning.. Then made a salute at Rose.. Showing no ill feelings at him after doing a threat back at the infirmary..
But then, as soon as Tsilah came in.. Eros lost his balance and stumble on his seat.. "Gahhhh!" He immediately stood up while crawling back to his upside down chair.. "Ah.. You were very slow walking Tsilah he-he-he!.. I don't know I just arrived here.." Hopefully he didn't break his hips.. <<============::❤
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 11:32 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose didn't even hear anyone come into the classroom, too busy wondering what he did wrong. Or did that puff of rainbow really represent him? Well yeah, gay, rainbow... but he was sure it wasn't that shallow of an illusion. Maybe it represented his hazy view on life through different 'colors', as in deciding between becoming what he was raised to be, what he was born as, or what he wants to be... Or maybe he's just a big rainbow fart. Yeah, it was better than all that philosophical nonsense.
That whole thought process took about two seconds, because as soon as he finished analyzing the smoke, he heard a familiar girl's voice. Right. By. Him. He slowly turned to the side, only to see that girl from the bathroom was staring at him, waaaaaaaaay too close for comfort. His face instantly drained of color and he was covered in a cold sweat. Ohgoddon'tscreamdon'tscreamdon'tscream... His voice had seized up in his throat and his muscles froze in place. He couldn't do anything but blink and stare at the purple haired girl in pure horror. After a few seconds of being surrounded by a thick silence, he toppled right out of his chair and onto the floor, completely out cold. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 9:54 am
Tshila.Curari
"So basically we just follow the directions here?" Tshila asked, looking over the equipment set out on their desks. She looked around to see what the others were doing, then basically just copied them. Gah! She had to cut herself? She frowned slightly, not really wanting to. But after a moment of debating, she picked up a small knife a made a little cut on her thumb, letting the blood well up and drop into the potion. It was a good thing she wasn't squeamish but still...ow.
"It was a long walk over there," she told Eros, grinning over at him. "What do you think of Satoru?" Or was it Sotaru....? She couldn't remember! "He, um, seems like the quiet type, huh?" Actually he was a little odd. Sort of silent and giving people weird looks all the time. Definitely not her type at all. She preferred guys with a little more vitality rather than those that seemed a bit...vacant...like that. And guys who wouldn't bite her in the hall way--though, maybe he only bit his girlfriend, or whoever that lady was. Well, not that biting was always a bad thing--just when it involved blood. That's when it started to get a little creepy.
Anyway, Tshila stared down at the potion as her blood dripped into it.
After a moment, it fizzled slightly, and a cloud of yellowish smoke began to form over the potion, briefly taking the form of a Fennec before evaporating. Tshila had missed what the potion was supposed to do so she just kind of looked around. "Is that...what it should be doing? Oh hey, um, is that guy unconscious?"
Because judging from the way he'd just fallen out of his chair, he was definitely having some consciousness difficulties over there.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 4:54 pm
“True love won't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try. Cupid doesn't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try.”❤::============>> Eros smirked upon hearing Satoru's name.. which brought chills and goosebumps from his spine right to his body! Argh! he's been itching to kick that arse out to oblivion! He glanced over Tsilah as if he's a frozen ice and gave a forced smile.. "H-He's fine.. R-r-really.." No! He's not! that insolent called him cute! and even messed his hair which he really loathes! Minus being called as a midget.
While Tsilah speaks.. Eros.. On the other hand trembling while reaching for the small knife... Looking on what other's do.. He'll just imitate it.. Since he arrived late and the professor didn't even care to repeat her instructions.. So it means they were on their own now.. Eros cut himself and drop a small amount of blood on his potion.. He's a little bit distracted now.. Can they just change their topic? Seems like Tsilah is fond of talking about this creepy guy! but it would be rude if he'll just butt in and tell her to change the subject.. Soon as the potion starts to bubble and smoke appears.. It forms a thin cloud like smoke in front of him..
He stared at his work vividly trying to figure out the outcome.. Eyes appeared, nose, mouth----- CRAPPPP!!! Talking about the devil! why was it an illusion of Satoru appeared in front of him! and it looked like its staring right into Eros with... with... "Gaaahhh!" He stumbled from his seat.. Then after 5 seconds its gone.. Eros glance over Tsilah.. "Have you seen that?! Crap! its scary!!" <<============::❤
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 5:04 pm
.:l Aerin Fairchild l:.
”Why was man created on the last day?
So that he can be told,
When pride possesses him:
God created the gnat before thee.”
- The Talmud
Mistake. Mistake. Mistake. Who knew that trying to screw up a potion would take so much concentration? Still, she had to do it because these mere scums couldn't take her radiant holiness. Because she was so self-absorbed in her her assignment, she failed to notice the other students pouring into the room until a distinct thump caught Aerin's attention as well as a few startled shouts.
Oh, it was that Rosey person and that other guy. Whatever. She didn't care. Hopefully, he ended up with a concussion and died off in a corner because even for an angel, that was just disgraceful. Still, it was rather pitiful how no one exactly rushed to his aid. She might as well grace this trash with her help then just because it gave her the excuse of not fully completing her potion.
Stifling a soft gasp, Aerin rushed over to Rose and glanced at the others with a frown. "I-Is he dead? Perhaps we should help him now?" Pffft. As if she would actually lift a finger to drag this scum to the infirmary. These silly fools could do it for her.
”In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly.
But with humans it is the other way around:
A lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.”
- Anton Chekhov
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 5:12 pm
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