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 Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 5:55 pm
 "You know, I'm not much of a fighter, but..." Reilynn took her strawberry milk. "Thank you Kamil!" Reilynn said happily. She wasn't entirely sure she wanted to go to sleep yet, but perhaps her dormmates would be fun people.
She tilted her head and smirked. "OH! So Sethrian can be nice!" Reilynn exclaimed. He was helping a girl that didn't look all too well. Reilynn wasn't all too sure who she was or what was wrong with her. Reilynn decided that she couldn't help her at all and Sethrian seemed to have it covered. "I'm going to head off to my dorm first!" Reilynn told the others. She might, she might not. Maybe she'll search for other people to drag back to their dorms or something.
After all, what was the fun in getting back just on time! It's always good to be fashionably late!
[Exits to somewhere]
((I'm going to round up the other people who don't know it's dorm time. ^^ )) "...I'm a pretty darn good treasure hunter!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 5:57 pm
Sethrian.Terkynna  Sethrian caught Willow before she hit the ground, sighing a bit. As usual. He slung her carefully into his arms, glancing over at Kamil. "Please ensure Ayu and Reilynn get to their dorms alright, Kamil. I leave it to you--consider it an official mission for the manliness club." He looked down at Willow impassively, wondering what was wrong with her. Perhaps she ate something bad on her way to the school. "We're going to the infirmary," he told her. "You are clearly unwell." He nodded toward the others and strode out quickly, heading back toward the infirmary, biting back a sigh. He still hadn't been able to see Renivere. Over the weekend, he was determined to take her on a date. Just the two of them. [exit]
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:02 pm
 Kamil Terrace ________________________Kamil closed his eyes as his forehead flaked due to Sethrian's touch. "I'm always pretty responsible!" Kamil declared with a grin. Of course the only reason he wanted to return to the dorms is mainly because he wanted to get into the water and stop the flaking. Pretty soon his face will look as dry as a prune and get all wrinkly and gross and he kind of didn't want everyone else to see that.
"Alright! Reilynn already left! Time for us to go! I'll walk you to your dorm, Ayu!" Kamil said as he took her hand and left the student lounge.
[Brings Ayu back to Dorm and then exits to dorm]
((It's cuz I'm lazy. -slaps lazy self- XD)) ________________________
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:03 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
Gray hadn't slept the entire night. He'd stayed in the infirmary with Rose until it seemed clear the boy would live. He left long before Rose regained consciousness, though, going down the student lounge (because it was far more comfortable than the teacher lounger) to flop on one of their sofas and sulk.
He had saved the kid's life at least twice. And somehow he felt that deserved a little more than to have Rose cringing away because he was a monster for getting rid of a bloody assassin. Well, he supposed it just proved exactly what he'd known all along. Rose was a child--nothing more. At least he'd probably go find someone else to harass now. Maybe that orange haired friend of his or something.
After an attempt at napping, Gray finally got up and went to the coffee machine to buy himself a coffee. Maybe he'd get some for the doctor and her assistant as well, and take it down. It would give him an excuse to look in at Rose without looking like he cared.
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:07 pm
 ~Keina Alappassi~ The baby girl without a chance
A victim of the circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just to hard headed
Keina covered her mouth as she yawned tiredly. The woman blinked when she noticed Gray was there, still awake. "Gray... how are you holding up?" She asked as she walked over and pulled some money out of her pocket to buy both her and Chloe a nice hot cup of coffee. "By the way, the boy is stable now. He will be perfectly fine after he has had some rest..."She put the money in the machine then poured two cups of coffee. What a tiresome night. She also felt bad for Gray, the poor man seemed so distraught.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 1:10 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
"Oh I'm fine," Gray said. "Oi! I was just about to bring you two some coffee. Don't go stepping on my toes." He gave Keina a tired grin. "Well, I'm glad he's okay. I'd feel bad if he died, since I was the one who found him and all that. It's good that he's going to make it. I hope you and Miss Chloe get some rest. You probably had a long night."
He grabbed a little Styrofoam tray and took Keina and Chloe's cups--and his own--on it. "I'll carry these down for you. Do you want anything else? My treat."
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 1:18 pm
~Keina Alappassi~ The baby girl without a chance
A victim of the circumstance
The one who oughta give up
But she's just to hard headed
Keina blushed a bit, "Your too kind..." she replied quietly before heading down the hall with him. "So your a traveler right?It must be nice to be so free and able to travel the lands. I come from very far away.... so ive seen a bit of the world myself..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 1:33 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
"Eh, it's not kindness, really," Gray said. "More like manly pride or some such thing. You lovely ladies were working so hard all night while I couldn't do anything but watch. I guess carrying your coffee is the least I can do for you."
"Anyway, yes, I suppose I am a bit of a traveler. It's a little difficult to get used to be settled here at Rosentale but, well, there are some circumstances that necessitate me staying here for the time being. It's not too bad I guess. It's taken some time to grow accustomed to being responsible for the students."
"Seems like every time you turn around, something like this is happening. You and the doctor must stay fairly swamped."
[exit to infirmary]
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 1:38 am
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
And again, he didn't follow her. Angela sighed. Well, it's not like she expected Abel, of all people, to grovel. It was probably a miracle he'd even bothered to apologize at all. But now she felt even more miserable. Too tired to make it all the way back to her dorm, Angela instead made her way to the student lounge, where she flopped onto the first sofa, pulled a pillow over her head and closed her eyes.
She shouldn't be sleeping yet but she was tired and just...didn't care at the moment.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 11:59 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Angela woke up with a start, drooling on the sofa cushion, beneath the pillow on her head. Ugh. Her head was pounding and it felt like someone installed shag carpeting in her mouth while she slept. She sat up with a grimace rubbing the painful bump on her head. Wow. Waking up from a concussion felt just like waking up with a hangover. Who knew?
She looked around the lounge blearily, noting the coffee machine not far away. Yes. Coffee. Standing with slightly less wobble than earlier, she made her way to the machine to get herself a some. It helped with hangovers. Maybe it would help clear her head from this too. She felt her horrible. Probably looked worse than usual too. Which reminded her of the stupid dream she'd had, and how much she wanted to simultaneously kick Abel and Sani in their man bits. Especially Abel at the moment, with his constant ragging on about her looks. She wasn't tall enough, she wasn't voluptuous enough. Ugh. She knew that. It's not like she needed him pointing it out every time he saw her.
She sipped at her coffee thinking there was no way in hell she was going to start wearing anything to...to accentuate her meager figure. Because dammit, she couldn't and she shouldn't have to. She didn't know why people were suddenly so obsessed with her chest--Abel with how inadequate it was, and that idiot Sani with how she wasn't wearing the proper undergarments.
She just...she just needed to find a way to distract everyone from her damn chest. Maybe if she started wearing her tallest boots and shortest skirts and tightest pants all these idiots would be too distracted to pay attention to her chest again. She huffed an annoyed sigh before shouldering her bag and heading back to her dorm.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress... [exit to dorm]
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 3:18 pm
Harley Harley entered the student lounge and looked around, he was pretty amazed because he had never been to a school with facilities quite like this. He found a place ot sit down and sat down, only intending to do so for a few minutes. However he was rather lazy, so the chances are, he'd stay here for a while. He got comfortable and decided to just relax, he was fine with just sitting there, doing nothing, but doing nothing always slightly bothered him like it was a waste of his time, but that's never stopped him before.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:27 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Angela made it to the student lounge without encountering anyone annoying, for a change.. It was practically a miracle. The first thing she did was retrieve strawberry milk. The second thing was find the cushiest chair and sink down onto it, pulling out her sketch pad so she could draw for a bit. She folded her legs under her and started doodling. Before she realized what she was really doing, she found herself drawing a certain tall, cranky idiot with overly sensitive ears.
Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:24 am
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Somehow Angela found herself doing a study of Abel. It had started with one little doodle of him, and had turned into a myriad of drawings of him from different angles, wearing all the different expressions she had seen him use. Normally it would have been helpful to have him there so she could look at him while she drew but in the end, she had his face so perfectly memorized that she really didn't need him there. She may have worked in a few drawings of his abs as well--hey, she had those memorized as well.
She somehow got distracted by that with thoughts of some of their recent discussions. And she soon found herself drawing a self portrait. Thin, pointed features, wide eyes, and long hair--somehow she couldn't really bring herself to draw it short. She didn't see herself as beautiful, or pretty. Beside Abel, she felt she looked rather plain, and that was how she drew herself. She studied the drawing for a long moment before drawing her knees up and resting her chin on her hand. Really, what did that idiot see in her. Without thinking about it, she closed her eyes and started to slowly drift toward sleep.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:57 am
 "Evil has many faces.
Evil can take any form
Animal, Human, anything.
It can influence the weak......" Abel is lurking down to the hallways until his feet brought him to the student lounge. Odd. This place is usually crowded by pests and maggots and yet the whole area is quiet.
Soon enough he spotted Angela, curled on the couch.. He gently approached her and found out she's sleeping.. Abel smirked.. Then his eyes caught on the sketchpad beside her.. And out of curiousity, he started to flip the pages.. And saw a portrait of a known professor.. If he wasn't mistaken, it's the Physics Professor, Silveril.. Abel glanced at Angela Why would she draw him?Once more, he went back to the sketchpad and starts to flip some more, until he saw his portrait.. not only one... lots of them.. A smile drawn out from his face as he positioned himself in front of her and staring while she sleeps.. "...It can spread around the world
It consumes hearts.
It destroys friendships.
This is true evil."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 2:50 am
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Angela was already in the middle of a very deep dream when Abel found her sketchbook in the real world. She shifted slightly and moaned softly. "Abel...I want it," she murmured. "Please...give it to me. Now...." She moaned again, sounding a little desperate. "Abel...."
She sighed softly a moment later. "Yes...yes...so good."
In her dream they were sitting at a table at a cute little cafe. Abel had ordered her strawberry scone with clotted cream and then the evil man wouldn't give it to her. He was making her beg for it, and giving her that evil grin of his, holding just above her head until she did. But when he finally gave it to her, it was so worth it. Even if it was just dream food, she let out a little purring moan of ecstasy.
It was the best strawberry scone she'd ever had.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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