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 Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 6:33 pm
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero waited until the pale girl stood before turning into his room first. Rummaging through his suitcase, he could only find a long T-shirt, printed with a faded Venezuelan flag pattern, and several belts that were too long for her. He offered her the shirt and the shortest belt he could find. “Will these work? If not, we can try Luis’,” he said.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 6:39 pm
 ♫ Life is like a boat in a bottle
Try to sail, you can't with no air
Day by day it only gets harder
Try to scream but nobody cares ♫☽Mysterious Woman She followed the man to, what appeared to be his room. It looked rather nice. She noticed him handing a shirt and belt. Might as well wear this for now. She nodded, she thanked him before ehading to the other room and closing the door to get dressed. {Out of Faith:} ♫ Through the glass you see the same faces
Hear the voices fade like a drone
When your life's a boat in a bottle
You're surrounded, drifting alone ♫
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 9:50 pm
 ~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" Johnny knocked on the door. He spent around fifteen minutes in the hallway, wondering what he could do today, so, he decided to visit the only friend who's dorm he knew of."Yo, Romero! You home bro?" He asked calmly. He seemed about as energetic as the first time he visited...In other words, not very.It was easy to see he was hungover still, but, he was feeling rather social. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 10:04 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero shook his head at being incapable of understanding his guest after she left to change into his clothes and out of her bloodstained dress. If only they could understand each other, then he and Luis might perhaps learn something about how she got here and if it was even right to have her here... For all they knew, someone was looking for her and was worried sick about her.
The Venezuelan started when he heard the loud raps on the door. Who would come calling this early? Maybe Juliana, with a dress for the girl? But when he opened the door, he found Alabama instead. "Hola, Johnny," he greeted, not yet moving to invite the tall state in. "You seem a little tired this morning... Did you not get enough sleep last night? Did the festival keep you busy?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 4:45 am
~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" "Busy?...Yes....Sober?...No...I'm hungover like a blanket over a clothes line." He said with a smile as he remarked his pounding head aches."But, I'll get over it...I've been in way worse drink offs than the one last night...Hehehe." The Alabamian chuckled."May I come in?" Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 9:50 am
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban was busy fixing up breakfast while humming a tune.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:40 am
♫ Life is like a boat in a bottle
Try to sail, you can't with no air
Day by day it only gets harder
Try to scream but nobody cares ♫☽Mysterious Woman As the young girl was heading out of the room in the clean shirt, she heard an unfamiliar voice. She peeked through the door to see who it was. {Out of Faith:} ♫ Through the glass you see the same faces
Hear the voices fade like a drone
When your life's a boat in a bottle
You're surrounded, drifting alone ♫
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 5:53 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero raised an eyebrow. “Drink-off? If your headaches are as bad as you say… Don’t tell me. You were one of those estados estupidos who drank against Alemania? It’s a wonder you’re even standing here! Come in, of course!” he added, standing aside to let Johnny enter. “You should be on the couch, not moving about.”
Before the Venezuelan could unblock the doorway completely, the girl from the beach had poked her head under his arm to look curiously up at the state. The surprise of her sudden return, and the oddness of seeing his own shirt hang so loose on the girl around the belt, left Romero at a temporary loss for words. When he recovered, he said, “This is a girl we rescued from the beach yesterday. We found her badly mauled; it’s a wonder she’s up and about and as energetic as she is. We haven’t been able to get so much as her name yet because we can’t understand her.” Romero shrugged resignedly. “She seems to understand us, though, at least when we use English. Well…” He lifted his arm over the girl’s head and turned sideways so that the two could see each other. “This is Johnny, from Alabama.”
"Oye! Luis!" Romero called over his shoulder. "Are you done with breakfast? We might need a fourth helping!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 7:47 pm
~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" Alabama chuckled."No, I'm fine...A hangover's only gonna last another moment or two.I'm fine, really." He waved off the drink-offs aftermath with a modest look."Oh, and I DO understand what you say half of the time...I know enough Spanish to talk with Florida after all." He added in his typical manner.
Johnny then noticed the girl in the doorway...She was C-U-T-E!"Why, hello there miss...I'm gonna reckon we've never met?" He asked with the slightest tinge of his southern accent."Nice to meet you, I'm Johnny." He introduced himself with a bow.
"And Romero, no need for any breakfast, I already ate." Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:21 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero smiled. “I figured. You live one sea above me, after all,” he said with a light chuckle. “And you already ate? That’s good. She was really hungry earlier, which is why Luis is in the kitchen cooking more breakfast.” When the other two moved inside, he shut the door and sat down. “So how was the festival for you?”
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 9:03 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorArgen stepped out of the kitchen. He held plates of food which he placed on the table. He saw another person had arrived "Oh, hola. Are you a friend of Romero's?"{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 9:09 am
♫ Life is like a boat in a bottle
Try to sail, you can't with no air
Day by day it only gets harder
Try to scream but nobody cares ♫☽Mysterious Woman The girl's timid nature made her hide behind the door. But, she wanted to have a second helping of food. She wasn't too sure if this young man was nice like the other two. {Out of Faith:} ♫ Through the glass you see the same faces
Hear the voices fade like a drone
When your life's a boat in a bottle
You're surrounded, drifting alone ♫
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 10:04 am
~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" "Si senior, I came to hang out with me amigo Romero!"Johnny answered, the slightest hint of his accent vanishing."And, sorry if my Spanish is a bit rusty." He added as he walked in and sat down.
"The festival was nice enough, and I made a few friends! Not to mention Jack and Maureen said my Conecuh Ridge Whiskey renewed America's states for their...How'd they put it..."Pissy Beer", was that how they said it?" He asked no-one in particular."But, beside the massive hangover I had for the last twenty minutes, it was one of the best events to happen to me over the last few years!" He added as cheerily as ever.
His attention finally landed back on the girl."You okay missy?" He asked calmly...He then remembered what usually caused him to seem so menacing."I'm not gonna bite, I'm a lot nicer 'an I look!" He said kindly. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 10:36 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"I see...." Was he tring to say senior, or senor? He didn't look that old, did he? "I'm Luis Esteban, or Argentina." he turned his attention to the girl "Hey, don't worry. No one here will hurt you. Come over here, I made you some more food." Maybe later he should ask her to take her to the place where she was attacked. They can't understand her, but if they were to go to that place, they can find clues on who or what attacked her.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 10:39 am
♫ Life is like a boat in a bottle
Try to sail, you can't with no air
Day by day it only gets harder
Try to scream but nobody cares ♫☽Mysterious Woman If the tall young man said the people here can be trusted, then everything would be okay. She had a feeling he wasn't lying. She went over to the table and grabbed a plate, eating all the contents on it. {Out of Faith:} ♫ Through the glass you see the same faces
Hear the voices fade like a drone
When your life's a boat in a bottle
You're surrounded, drifting alone ♫
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