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 Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 12:16 pm
((I gotta go, see you later!))
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 12:16 pm
"That was my fault..." Tip said as Derek put on the shirt and pulled his now, even more, messy hair out of its braid. He sipped at the miso greatfully, still shivering slightly. "Do you think they'll stay away for a while?" He asked Tip, meaning his schoolmates.
"Truthfully, I dont know." Tip said, giving off a nervous smile. "But if they come back, it wont be by way of Colby. He's too destructive." He said, smiling again.
"What other endowed do you guys have at your school?" Linx asked, sitting next to Derek, with Tip across from them.
"Well, there arent very many of us..." Tip replied, and began talking some more about the endowed from his school."
((This is where you can create another character from Fraggens Academy. I'll introduce the school itself into the story, a little later on.))
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:10 pm
((Okies...*goes to think of another character*))
Aya left again and appeared with a brush and comb. She found a chair, set up behind Derek and started coming out his hair, starting at th ends and working, "I do hope you're not tender headed...this could get ugly." She commented.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:19 pm
"With hair like mine? I've never been tender-headed." Derek replied, smiling slightly. He winced slightly as hs hair became staticky again. "Careful, though. That static doesnt seem to be friendly." He commented, noticing a blue arc going from his finger to a metal wristband Linx had on.
Linx smiled slightly, observing the electrical arch. "He has shockingly messy hair." He commented, his smile growing.
Tip just watched the trio, getting glimpses of the arc as well. "Doesnt that hurt sometimes? Your hair?" He asked.
Derek shook his head slightly so that it wouldnt interrupt Aya. "I got used to it long ago." He said, smiling.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:23 pm
Aya made a small noise, finally getting a particularly nasty snag out of his hair. She started wrestling gently with another one.
"Aya, I thought were going to help me with the kitchen." Her mother poked her head in.
Aya froze and blushed, "Sorry, mama, I promised Derek I'd do this, I'll come in a moment." She replied.
Her mother smiled, "Its alright darling, "Linx, why don't you come help me." She said.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:29 pm
Linx nodded and headed towards the kitchen, breaking the electric arc. He smiled slightly, humming a light tune that he had heard in orchestra the other day.
"I really appreciate this..." Derek murmered. "I dont normally have anyone to help with my hair, and since I cant really brush it out by myself easily... I usually just comb it back and let it run wild..." He didnt realise it, but a feint tinge of blush reached his cheeks.
Tip pulled something out of his pocket that resembled a gameboard. "Chess!" He exclaimed, now removing the game peices. "Anyone want to play?" He asked.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:35 pm
Dorian lay back on the floor, "I would if I knew how." He said, looking like he was goign off to sleep.
Aya gave a small laugh, "I can tell. At least its relatively clean..." She murmered, finishing that section of his hair, it comed out nicely, "Or maybe not. I'll wash it when I'm done coming it out." She said. Doing this reminded of her of playing with one of her dolls...except this one was life sized....and a guy.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:40 pm
Tip set the board up in front of Dorian and cheerfully began to teach him the rules of Chess.
Derek grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that..." He murmered. "Oh, Dorian and Tip. Theres clean clothes on your guys' beds if you want to change out." He said, noticing neither of them seemed to have noticed them, or didnt want to change out. "Theres also a toothbrush there. I put a thing of toothpaste for us to use in the bathroom."
Tip nodded to him, then went back to the Chessboard.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:42 pm
Dorian glared at the chessboard, "So how does the bishop move again?" He asked.
In the kitchen, Mrs Aramaki was washign the dishes while she had Linx wipe the counters and sweep.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:46 pm
Tip explained, making random sound effects as he seemed to be bouncing off the walls.
Linx continued to hum as he cleaned, already begining to feel cheerful at the thought of having a family. He paused for a moment to look at everyone in the diningroom. A slight blush made his way to his cheeks, but he didnt notice it as he watched Tip and Dorian with the chessboard.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:53 pm
There was a tap on his head, "You can go sit with them if you like, the kitchen is done." Mrs Aramaki told him kindly before leaving to another part of the house.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 2:03 pm
Linx nodded and put the broom that he was holding away and re-entered the dining room.
Derek looked up at Linx and smiled. "Hey. Did you have fun?" He joked.
Linx smiled a bit, and slightly waved back to Tip, who waved at him madly. "It was relaxing, actually. I've forgotten how much I liked cleaning..." He murmered, smiling. "What are you two up to?" He asked, stading over Tip and Dorian.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 2:11 pm
Dorian snorted, "Tip, here is whipping my butt at Chess...this game is hard!" Dorian scowled at the playing board then moved a pawn.
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 2:16 pm
"May I?" Linx asked, already seeing a move that could possibly turn the tides as Tip moved a knight.
Derek watched the trio intently, wincing slightly as he absorbed some static while Aya brushed his hair.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 11:15 am
She kept reflecting static with little shields around her hands, getting better at it as she combed, "Tempermental little things..." She murmered. She was almost done combing it out, "Almost done." She said, then we'll wash it.
Dorian looked up and gestured at the board, "Be my guest, I don't even know if I'm in trouble...much less how much!" She sighed.
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