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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 4:29 pm
 .:l Annalie Dahl l:.
”When the world says,
‘Give up,’
Hate. Rage. Abuse. All of that was focused onto Ian now that he was the center of her attention, and Annalie proceeded to do so by trying to batter him up with her fists. Other than that, she was whisked away to wherever Ian was kidnapping her to.
[ Exits ]
(( LAME POST IS LAME. ))
Hope whispers,
‘Try it one more time.’”
- Anonymous
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 2:41 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢  ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
He set it on his desk, not wanting to finish it just yet. He wanted to savor it, so he simply entertained himself by dragging a claw from the tip of each finger down to the wrist, making thin slices in the skin. He hoped none of his students would come to class today, because he would certainly have to put the hand away if anyone came in. And he didn't want to be interrupted. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 3:33 pm
 "You know, I'm not much of a fighter, but..."  The window creaked open and a girl whose face was covered by her long dripping crimson hair slowly entered through the window. The noise of the storm created chaos behind her. A hand reached out in front of her as if she was trying to grab something and her other hand dragged a broomstick. The window slammed shut behind her due to the wind.
Reilynn had been flying in the rain. The storm had come so suddenly and it made a mess out of her. When she entered her classroom, her movements were slowed because she hated being drippy from the rain and she was absolutely uncomfortable. Since her hair was in her face, she couldn't see anything and was trying to reach out for something to grab so she could find out where they heck was she in the classroom. She managed to feel up a desk to the point she realized it was a desk. Her broomstick had poofed by this time and she sat down an tried to get her hair out of her face.
"Hello, professor!" Reilynn said with a smile when she realized he was in the classroom. "...I'm a pretty darn good treasure hunter!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 4:47 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
Ugh. Gross. Since Aerin didn't wake up in time for her first period class, that meant that she was stuck with having to attend her Economics and have that open up her day instead. She walked in, having clear intentions to just ignore the trashy teacher, but nope, he had to ruin it for her. After all, who would bring a filthy hand to class? Didn't he know he could get fired for that!? Was this scum that brainless? Apparently so. Especially since there was Reilynn, who was drenched and had a.... broom. Witch! Evil! Ah, yes, Aerin's image of the girl officially shattered since witches were just that disgusting.
This was perfect though! If she could play it just right, she could give Reilynn a shock and get Ian fired. Even if they were allies, who would honestly care if one went missing right? "Hello, Reilynn. Hello, Profess--AH! W-What is that? I-Is that a hand?"
”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 Jun 13, 2012 5:56 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
"Um, hello," He returned her greeting awkwardly, very confused by the weird girl. He didn't even notice the evil little girl come in until he heard her voice. That voice made him want to rip his ears off every time he heard it, and it was even worse this time. Stupid little girl. Was she trying to get him in trouble!? As much as he hated her, they were on the same side, weren't they? "No, it is not. You must be disoriented because of the bad weather. It is clearly a book," He sighed as he dropped it into a drawer, knowing that was the worst lie ever. But it would probably do for the slow red haired girl. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 7:18 pm
"You know, I'm not much of a fighter, but..." Reilynn finally got her hair out of the way and was able to participate in class but the rain had done its terror on her and she felt soaked and miserable and very sad because she was soaked and miserable. She was startled with Aerin's shouting and she almost fell out of her seat when she heard her cry out about a hand. Except her reaction was very late and was done after she had shouted and the teacher was replying to her.
Reilynn glanced up and saw nothing. She watched them questioningly. "Hello Aerin! I don't see a hand! Are you sure you're not seeing things?" Reilynn asked as she got up from her desk and went to go inspect the professor's desk. She saw nothing! There was no hand at all!
Reilynn also couldn't help but go on a tangent with her thoughts. Is this how Kasie feels all the time? "...I'm a pretty darn good treasure hunter!"
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 7:21 pm
Ihsan.al.Seif 
Ihsan arrived to economics slightly lately. For various reason. Most of which were entirely inexplicable and out of his control. But there he was, finally standing in the door, looking at his class. There was a weird creature at the front desk, a midget girl, a dripping wet girl, and Reilynn.
He instantly liked this class and went inside wordlessly, taking a seat. He watched the professor expectantly, wondering what he would do. It was a little odd to see such a creature teaching here. He looked more like he would be the sort to tear off someone's limbs and eat them, than teach economics.
But that unexpected aspect was what he liked about this school.
"Hello Reilynn."
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 9:53 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
His ears perked up slightly when a new and very unusual looking student entered the room. He had no clue what he was, but he was so weird looking, he had to be worth a pretty penny. He couldn't capture him yet though. There were witnesses, and now was not a good time to attract negative attention. "You. What is your name?" He asked, pointing at the new student with his claw before turning to the blackboard, finding where he carved his other students' names in. Hopefully this student would be a little brighter than Reilynn when it came to the little curse game he was making them play. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 1:48 pm
Ihsan.al.Seif
"I am Ihsan al Seif," Ihsan said, shifting uncomfortably when the creature spoke to him. He found it fascinating but he did not like it focusing on him, asking his name. "And what is your name?"
And there was the bell. He must have been later than he thought. Then again, classes did seem rather short and nonproductive here. Not that he minded as long as things were kept interesting. "I will find out next time." He nodded toward Reilynn and the dripping girl and turned to leave the class.
Hmm. Lunch. Perhaps he should go to the cafeteria...
[exit to...cafeteria 8D ]
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 5:32 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
So, to keep any brats from bugging him about the rotting hand, he set several air fresheners around and even sprayed nearly a whole can of Febreze to cover it up. He hated the fruity smell and it gave him a headache, but it was worth it to keep his students out of his business. Once everything was set up, he sat down at his desk and pulled out the hand, chewing on the fingers. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:04 pm
.:l Annalie Dahl l:.
”When the world says,
‘Give up,’
Annalie wheeled her way into the room, ready to dish out more orders to her fiance. After all, his class should be over by now, and so, it should be fine to swing by. Actually, it shouldn't even matter whether or not he had class because that would make it all the more fun to humiliate Ian.
She crinkled her nose in disgust when she was hit by an overpowering smell of fruitiness. "Rumplestiltskin, I know you want to look good and all, but no matter how much perfume or whatever it is you put on, that's impossible." She dryly stated before adding sharply. "And throw that hand away. Do you want to get caught?"
Hope whispers,
‘Try it one more time.’”
- Anonymous
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:18 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
"Yes, dear," He mumbled as he reluctantly dropped the hand in a drawer of his desk, wanting to save it for later. There was no way he was going to throw that out, especially when he wasn't allowed near the cemetery to dig up graves. ... Not that he obeyed, but still. He stood up from his desk, now a little bothered by all the air freshener since Annalie mentioned it. "Is there anything you need?" __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:35 pm
.:l Annalie Dahl l:.
”When the world says,
‘Give up,’
Annalie gave Ian a flat stare. "I said to throw it away didn't I? Unless you're going to throw away that desk too, I expect you to do it right now."
"Anyway, help me with hunting this lizard down. It's pretty large, and it could probably last for a while. After following it for a bit, I found that it's in Rosentale somewhere, but other than that, I lost it." After all, she couldn't get the salivating image of that giant reptile out of her head after she saw it back at the river.
Hope whispers,
‘Try it one more time.’”
- Anonymous
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:45 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
He finally did as she said and pulled the hand out of the desk, tossing it out the window for someone else to stumble upon and hopefully freak out about. "Happy, dear?" He asked, as he walked over, wondering if she wanted to be carried or if she was fine on her wheelchair. "Do you have anything from this giant lizard? I could always track down its scent..." __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:58 pm
.:l Annalie Dahl l:.
”When the world says,
‘Give up,’
"Does it ever look like I'm happy when I'm with you?" Annalie remarked back. Honestly, Ian asked moronic question. Seriously, did he even have a brain? It really didn't seem like so with how he was. Great. Now her corpse was stuck being wed to idiot. Thank goodness that she was going to be dead during that time. "I don't have anything, and that's why we should start looking now. Since you're an easy target for being eaten, you should relate to that lizard. Now, where would you hide if I was going to hunt you down?"
Hope whispers,
‘Try it one more time.’”
- Anonymous
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