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 Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 11:15 am
 There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest Arthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
The Junior GentlemanAfter a couple of warm ups, Arthur was ready for class. If only Germany was around, he would have a football rematch. It sucks being alone and not having friends in this class, or not many. The brit sighed until he saw the Italian playing with a kitten. "Hey, Feliciano, you know pets aren't allowed on school grounds during school hours."(Out of Tea: )
British >> American:  I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 12:32 pm
 Feliciano Vargas
JuniorThe Italian looked up to the brit, looking somewhat fearful. "But it she found her way here. And she is so soft." he stroked the kitten. ( Out of Pasta: .)  
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 12:34 pm
Β°o.OβΒ€ πris Β€βO.oΒ° Ξ΅ΡΠ· The Tennessee Walking Horse Ξ΅ΡΠ· The mare trotted along, her feet clipping in their usual four beat pattern while she went through her custom gaits. Her chestnut brown coat shimmered when it caught the sun just right as the graceful, care free horse casually strolled right across the school grounds. She noticed some of the students giving her awkward looks, but paid them no mind. She had a very important someone to locate and was trying to remain focused on that task.
Iris paused when she noticed some kids coming outside of the gym to play on the field. Maybe her important someone was there? With a cheerful whinny the mare lightly galloped over to the gym and nudged her way into the building to see if he was in this class or not.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 1:03 pm
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest Arthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
The Junior Gentleman Before Arthur could continue lecturing Italy, he wasn't like Germany who would eventually give in, a horse appeared in the gym. "Great Scot! Who brought in the mare?" better yet, who brought inside. Being familiar with horses, and being on the committee, he was going to have the take the horse outside and find it's owner. He went up to the horse with an hand out to show he wasn't going to do any harm. "Come on, you really shouldn't be in here. Who do you belong to I wonder." (Out of Tea: )
British >> American: I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 1:12 pm
Β°o.OβΒ€ πris Β€βO.o°ΡΡΠ· The Tennessee Walking Horse Ξ΅ΡΠ· Iris glanced around the room, raising her head to try seeing over everyone and was disappointed to see no familiar tuft of dark hair poking out among the students. She whipped her tail lightly in mild frustration when she noticed someone approaching her. The gentle mare blinked at the Englishman with her big brown eyes and studied him for a few moments. Something about him was vaguely familiar, but she couldn't quite recall. When he held out his hand the horse's ears twitched in recognition of the gesture as she stepped forward to lightly bunt his hand in greeting. He seemed like a nice enough man even though Iris couldn't quite remember why he seemed familiar.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 1:47 pm
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest Arthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
The Junior Gentleman The Brit touched the horse's nose and trailed a bit to her back before grabbing hold of the reins. (assuming here >.<; ) "Alright I know of a way to find your owner." he said before leading her to the office. Arthur had seen so many horse in his lifetime so he wasn't good a remembering names, but why did this one seem familiar? (Out of Tea: )
British >> American: I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 2:20 pm
Β°o.OβΒ€ πris Β€βO.o°ΡΡΠ· The Tennessee Walking Horse Ξ΅ΡΠ· Iris shifted on her feet when her reins were taken hold of, but obediently followed along since it sounded like the Brit had the same thing in mind she did; finding her important person. The horse only snorted softly before walking along with him to the office.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 2:32 pm
 β~Lukas Bondevik~β Member Of The Disciplinary Comity Lukas looked up when he heard the voices of his two friends. He smiled faintly as they approached him. "Hei, and I'm fine. I'm just a little under the weather." {{Out-Of-Oslo:}}
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 3:32 pm
 The Republic of Finland Tino VΓ€inΓ€mΓΆinen
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The MoiMoi Junior "Oh, I see," Tino said as he tilted his head to the side thoughtfully. "Maybe later we should see if there are any saunas in town... Going to the sauna always makes me feel better! I'm sure that would take care of your fatigue."
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 3:51 pm
β~Lukas Bondevik~β Member Of The Disciplinary Comity "Saunas? Oh course that would make you feel better, Finland." Lukas slowly stood up ans stretched. {{Out-Of-Oslo:}}
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 5:02 pm
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban entered the gym with his sports clothes on. He wasn'r sure what to do since there was no one he knew here. Well, there was always Juan, but he was tough on him. Maybe he could play some soccer. He grabbed the soccer ball from the bin and started kicking it around.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 5:11 pm
Armelle of the Forest The Republic of Finland Tino VΓ€inΓ€mΓΆinen
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The MoiMoi Junior "Saunas make everyone feel better," Finland said cheerfully as if it was the one true constant in the world. "I'm sure if we had our world meetings in a sauna instead of a business room things would go much smoother and there would be less yelling." Even the magic of steam and sweat couldn't wash away all the nations' disagreements, but it would certainly be a more relaxing atmosphere in Tino's opinion.
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 11:10 am
β~Lukas Bondevik~β Member Of The Disciplinary Comity "Well, I do agree with you. There would be a lot less yelling between nations." Maybe it was a good idea to have the world meetings in a sauna. Tino should ask Germany about that. {{Out-Of-Oslo:}}
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 12:10 pm
π¦'π³π’ α΄Κα΄‘α΄Κs π©π¦π³π’π‘ π©π¦π¨π’ π±π₯π¦π°
π¨π’π’ππ¦π«π€ π π π¬πͺπ£π¬rπ±πππ©π’ α΄
ΞΉsα΄α΄Ι΄cα΄
ππ«π‘ π²π π²π«π±π¦π© π«π¬π΄ ΞΉ'Ξ½α΄ sα΄‘α΄ΚΙ΄ π±π¬ πͺπΆπ°π’π©π£ π±π₯ππ±
π¦'πͺ π π¬π«π±π’π«π± π΄π¦π±π₯ Κα΄Ι΄α΄ΚΞΉΙ΄α΄ss β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬  Boing boing! Came the sound from down the hallway before a bodacious young woman ran into the gym from the locker room. She was panting from all the running she had to do thus far. From her dorm to the office to get her schedule and then to the locker room, her poor chest was hurting from the rapid movements. Her blonde curls were tied up into a high ponytail while she wore a white tanktop and some black shorts, since a regular shirt would basically rip in half if she tried to force it over her coastline.
She glanced around for a moment, sitting against the wall of the gym, lacing up her white sneakers before she looked up and saw Luis. "Ah! Luis, Luis!" She exclaimed as she ran over to him, hugging him as soon as she was close enough to be able to. "I'm sorry I didn't wake up to go and get our schedules together! I slept in! That darn Renata, she knew to wake me up when I oversleep!" She exclaimed all at once as she continued to hug the Spaniard tightly to her.
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β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 12:21 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorAs Luis Esteban was kicking around the ball, he couldn't help but wonder if Juliana would be upset at him for breaking his promise. heck, for her, he'd even skip class. of course, Romero would beat him for that. He suddenly heard an odd sound, it sounding like bouncing... Then, right arter, a pair of tan arms wrapped around him "Ah! Don't hurt me!" The Argentinean looked back and saw it was the Brazilian girl "Ah! Juliana! You made it. And , I'm sorry I didn't wait for you. Romero got me our schedules and convinced me to head to class."{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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