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 Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 3:36 pm
"Next." The old woman said as she clicked up the boys dorm list so she could enter the data for the male student that was next in line.She had just one more person if someone else didn't show up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:39 pm
Gregory Adams
The Ice Wizard of The British Isles
Mood: So-So
Gregory put away his book and picked up his things. He walked up to the old lady. "Hello Miss." He said with a polite smile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:53 pm
The old woman looked at the teenage boy unamused. "I'm guessing you've read the rules. You will be sharing a room with some person named Noctus in room 114." The old woman said as she grabbed the key and passed it to the young man.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:58 pm
Gregory Adams
The Ice Wizard of The British Isles
Mood: So-So
Gregory smiled at the Old Lady despite her amusement. "Sounds great." He quickly scribbled down the number on a piece of paper just in case, put the paper in his wallet, and took his key. He waved goodbye and walked off to his dorm.
{EXIT}
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 2:32 pm
Eric AsheHeartEric Debuted through the front door face first. He rolled in until he hit the front desk. He got up and noticed the Bottle of Alchohol broke on his chest. Pieces of glass were sticking out of his chest, making a mixture of blood and spilt alchohol on his vest. "I did not want to raise my Blood Alchohol this way...." he commented staring at his chest. He grabbed a white shirt from the bag he brought in and put it on his chest to keep blood from getting on the floor. He looked to the woman. "May I please have a room?" He said neglecting his wound as if it was not there.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:17 pm
 Jaclyn stepped into the room and looked at the man with the broken alcohol bottle before stepping over him. "Leave it to a man who can't told their alcohol. Worthless. You even wasted it." She commented as she stood at the dress. She made sure that her dress would get wet by lifting it up. "I'm here to get my room number. I'm Jaclyn Hex-Smith." The girl said. In her purse was a fine German beer. She was a drinker and a drinker always had something not too far away.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:44 pm
The grumpy old office lady didn't really care about the fact that students were drinking on campus. It was against the rules and she didn't enforce them. "Who is going first?" The woman asked wondering if they students would fight it out.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:46 pm
Eric AsheHeartEric started to pull glass out of his chest as he saw the girl try to get a room. I hope not all magical beings are like this.... He noticed the top of a bottle of Alchohol sticking out of her purse. While she was talking to the woman, with ever so careful hands he grabbed it out of her purse using two fingers. "you know, I can handle my alchohol very well...." he said to Jaclyn while examining the bottle. "Oh and me first" he quickly replied to the old lady.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:53 pm
Jaclyn grabbed her bottle. "That is a gift from my father." She told him before placing it back in her purse. "I don't believe you. I can out drink a weakling like you any day of the week." The witch was stubborn and turned back to the office woman. "I'm in line while this guy picks the glass out." She then turned back to the person behind her. "Don't forget to put it in the garbage." She told him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:18 pm
Eric AsheHeart He pulled out the last piece of glass out of his chest, threw it in his pocket and pulled out a smoke. "Hope you don't mind." he said lighting up. He blew smoke out his nose. "I drink for passion, a hobby, I drink to have fun, and the way you are so prideful right now.... Would make beating you double Incentive." he said growing a grin with the Cigarette hanging on his teeth. "May I add I was here first." he said turning his head suddenly to the Old Women.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:24 pm
Jaclyn rolled her eyes. "Think what you want. My father owns a winery and bar. I drink for passion of it. A good child learns to support her parents. One day I'll help run the bar. I need to know my drinks and refine my taste." She informed him. She responded as she pulled out her wand looking to stuff her beer in more. "I don't need a drink waster to tell me who I am." The girl wanted to make her family proud of her but her love for them.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:37 pm
Eric AsheHeart"For your information....." he said with his eybrow twitching. "That that was my favorite Beer, Muphy's stout, Aquirable only from a little shack in Ireland, my homeland, destroyed tradically after I was launched by a paper catapault made by a sorcerer. I never had a drop....." he said with a sad face. "some people never have the benfit of having parents, so every time I have a drink, its my blood, sweat, and tears in it, making the flavor even more vivid and divine, not just a gift from a parent." he closed his eyes and snorted smoke.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:45 pm
Jaclyn pushed her blond hair back and looked at Eric with her blue eyes. "If it means so much to you, you can get that watery stuff at my father's bar." She commented back. She didn't care that this guy was much taller than her. She was not a afraid of him. "You don't know a good beer when you try one." She said. A bit of a Belgium accent come through. Giving a hint of where she's spend some time in.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:49 pm
The old lady rolled her eyes. "Kiss and make up already. You act like a married couple." The woman commented at them. She was amused by their fighting and wondered what was going to happen next.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:57 pm
Eric AsheHeartWhen she pushed her hair back, Eric noticed how beautiful she really was, her eys shot out like aquamarine, and her dress was brilliantly elegant, and the rose in her blond hair went perfectly fine with the whole look. But then what she said infuriated him. "You just dont get it!" he took his cigarette and broke it between his fingers and threw it into a nearby garbage, his eyes never breaking contact with hers. He took off his glasses and sat in a chair against the wall. "Go get your room." he said looking away from her.
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