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 Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 9:57 pm
 Stetson Schraeder
The King of Thieves
Schraeder looked on in interest, and then enjoyment, as Bianca made pillow beds for them out of the cushions of his couch. He had used to do the same thing as a kid, on the rare occasions that his foster family had a couch that he could take apart for the night. He built little forts, and it was there that he felt at home; a castle of his own. She laid down and he figured that the other little cot was for him. He glanced once at his bed, a king-sized mattress with half a dozen pillows and a down comforter, before smiling to himself and laying down on his couch cushions. "Good night," he murmured to Bianca, his voice showing his smile. Crossing his arms behind his head, Schraeder fell asleep. ----- When he awoke, it was about an hour before his first class. He rubbed his face and grimaced; he had known sleeping on the floor would probably wreck havoc on his back, but it hadn't really been a problem in his mind until just now. Oh well, he would just have to stretch extra this morning. He rose and was careful to be silent, so that Bianca could continue sleeping. He went into his room and stretched on the small floor mat that he had. He stretched every morning, extensively, so that he could stay limber and loose in case he had to fight, or jump off a balcony, or anything that might happen. That done, he took a quick shower before dressing and slipping out of the room. Before he left, he scribbled a quick note to Bianca that said, Sorry to slip out. Figured you knew how to handle yourself. See you at lunch?
-SSThat done, he crept out into the hall, shut the door quietly, and then headed to class. He had only had about five hours of sleep, but he was very proud and would never miss class if he could help it. That's just how he was.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 1:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:24 pm
 { // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. Cameron looked down at their linked arms with an arched eyebrow, glancing back up at her. Being the first to link their arms was a bit odd – scratch that, very odd - but not unwelcome; he was about to do the same, but she had beaten him to it. She must not have gotten enough sleep last night; which was his fault on both the account of waking her early and getting her to bed late, but his conscious remained clear. Or perhaps she merely did it because she had already expected it. Either way, he regarded her with a wide grin and pulled her closer with his arm as they progressed down the hall in their trek to retrieve breakfast.
So, he was right about holding her deprivation of sleep responsible for her behavior. He shrugged, brushing her apology off; it wasn't a big deal. However, dishing out that noogie was, and called for a vengeance that would far outweigh whatever petty tactics she would scheme up to get back at him afterward.
“It's alright, Lili,” he accepted with a smirk, “I know I can be very distracting. Hopefully you didn't think about me too long last night,” he teased, wagging his finger at her as they entered the cafeteria and moved to wait in the morning rush line. He had never arrived this early for breakfast, so being faced with such a spectacle was a first for him. He decided he enjoyed dining with the far less many breakfast stragglers rather than the early birds, but being with Lilith made up for it he supposed.
Speaking of birds, he chose a plate of eggs as they passed through the line, tossing a few slices of bacon and a piece of toast on to it to keep the eggs company, picking up a carton of orange juice on their way out. He scrounged the room for a place to sit as he and Lilith walked out of the line, spying a spill of unmistakable blonde locks from the corner of his eyes.
He grabbed Lilith's arm and lead her towards the table Andee and Polly occupied, taking a seat next to his best friend and plopped his tray on to the table in front of him. He cast an expectant sideways glance to the Red Queen in a silent demand to sit down. He knew she wasn't inclined to socialize with others, aside from himself of course, but it wasn't as if the Neverland dwellers were going to bite. Pan did look a bit worse for wear, but that was beside the point.
“Morning, Tink, Pan,” he greeted brightly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 7:59 pm
Now
Got your tummy all in knots
No way
I don’t need no pillow talk
No, no
You’re gonna need a new compass
To follow me now I’m gone
Hey
Tell me are you in or are you out
Give you something to talk about
On the edge of doubt
 Lilith Cosette Petran The Red Queen Lilith had ignored his odd look when she had linked their arms together. He was going to do it anyways, might as well beat him to it. However, it was a bit harder to ignore the fact that he had pulled her closer. She managed, though, barely. At least he didn't have something else he could tease her with.
Distracting? That was an understatement. He was an attention whore, basically. So, at that statement, she laughed a little, choosing to ignore the last bit. Yeah, like he would object to her thinking about him too much (which she had). She rolled her eyes at his wagging finger. Good thing that they were in line, getting her food would distract her. Like planned, she got herself a banana nut muffin and a carton of milk to compliment it.
There he went, grabbing her arm. Of course, he wouldn't leave her be. If he did that, she'd make her way back up to her room, or off to her first class to eat alone. No, Cam always made her stay and eat with him when he could. Lilith sighed as he dragged her over to a table that was already occupied. He probably knew them. Well, at least one. Cam would talk to anyone.
The expecting gaze he gave her meant that he wanted her to sit. Since there wasn't room to sit on his other side, she sat across from Cam. It was awkward for her to sit next to someone she didn't know. She sat at the edge of her seat, far away from the red-ish haired person. She didn't want to make them uncomfortable like she was..
Make you fall like domino
Oh baby boy
Make you fall like domino
You don’t have a choice
From LA to New York
I don’t want a trail of hearts
Play you like a game tonight
Watch you fall down, down, down just like…
Dominos
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 4:28 pm
 oooooooooooooP o l l y
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo P e r k i n 0000 P E T E R
00000000000P A N
Pol looked up when Andree sat down across from her. The blond said something about his mumbling and Pan closed his lips looking down at the now unappetizing food. It was never quite as good as he hoped it would be. Due to the pain and the anxiety Pol felt the presence of the ever emotional Fairy drove him closer to the edge of his limits.
"I'm not mumbling... I'm controlling my self quite well. I haven't even shot anyone a glare this morning."
Pol said this as he unknowingly glared at Andree. It was unintentional, sure, but it was clearly a glare. The burning throbbing sting that was her shoulder made every little thing a thousand times worse.
Cam approached with a girl and Pol's face straightened. the girl was pretty, she seemed a bit out of place though, as if she didn't want to be there. When the boy sat beside Andree the brunette was forced to sit beside Peter and she seemed to not be very happy about it, the girl sat on the edge of her seat, and avoided eye contact.
"Good morning Cam, Morning... Mam. I'm Pol."
The brunette's glasses shielded her eyes from view and Pol smiled a little and leaned forward to look into her eyes. She was pretty, and looked smart too, her eyes were bright... Bright and thoughtful.
"Umm, Are you okay? Or do you just like sitting on the edge of your seat?"
The kid forced a grin and and hoped that she would take it well. Plus not talking to Cam was always good, the boy was to similar to him to be of much fun. Well... not similar, but he was to crafty.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 5:53 pm
Now
Got your tummy all in knots
No way
I don’t need no pillow talk
No, no
You’re gonna need a new compass
To follow me now I’m gone
Hey
Tell me are you in or are you out
Give you something to talk about
On the edge of doubt
Lilith Cosette Petran The Red Queen Lilith had began eating her breakfast in silence. Cam hadn't tried to pry conversation out of her yet, for which she was thankful. The person beside her had began speaking. Well, at least to Cameron. Wait? She was being addressed? Why? Lil finished chewing the food that was in her mouth and swallowed it before turning to look at the person beside her.
Ma'am? Ugh, that phrase was used for old people. Lilith wasn't old. She was confused as to why she would be greeted that way. To top it off, Pol (as that was what the person introduced themselves as) was leaning forward towards her, as if to get a better look. That caused Lil to raise an eyebrow and lean away a bit. Seriously, personal space.
Real smart move, Lil. She leaned a bit too far away and ended up falling out of her seat. That's what she got for sitting on the edge of her seat. Quickly, she pulled herself up off the floor and placed her butt back in the seat." Umm...Yeah, I like sitting on the edge of my seat...Falling to the floor is fun...." She said a bit sarcastically.
Lil quickly returned her focus to her food. She could really care less if the whole school had just seen her fall out of her chair. No big deal. It was no secret that she was a klutz. Probably the only funny part about her that came naturally was her ability to trip over her own two feet. That, and getting hurt for stupid reasons.
Agh, this was all Cam's fault. If he would have picked somewhere else to sit, or let her go off on her own, she wouldn't be sitting there, awkward as hell, in front of one and a half complete strangers. Andee was only half a stranger, due to the fact that Lilith knew about her. After all, Andee was Cam's best friend. "I'm Lilith, by the way...." She said quietly to Pol, not looking in his/her direction.
Make you fall like domino
Oh baby boy
Make you fall like domino
You don’t have a choice
From LA to New York
I don’t want a trail of hearts
Play you like a game tonight
Watch you fall down, down, down just like…
Dominos
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 8:46 pm
 ooooooooooooo S i e r r a
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo V a n T a s s e l l Sierra raised an eyebrow at the mention of an attack. What kind of attack? Bully? Asthma? It didn't seem like the redhead wanted to talk about it, so she left it alone for the moment. She did however notice when Marty's eyes softened slightly and nodded at Ryan's comment. Sierra would ask about it later, and if she did not get an answer from either of them, she would find a way to do so. Her curiosity had been peaked, but not enough to bring so much attention to it at the table.
Though Sierra had thought it amusing at first, she was starting to forget the appeal in Ryan's blunders. "Thank you, but I believe I can handle my homework." Her pride was rearing its ugly head again. "The future lack of walking will provide me more time to do schoolwork." Marty tilted his head at her as if to study the Queen. "However, I would not be against discussing the different theories to why certain laws work...calculus may be logical, but it is also annoying," she ended with a slight smirk. There, that should keep the friendship door open while maintaining the fact that she could hold her ground when it came to schoolwork. "Though I would prefer talking about the books you lent me. I find the first one you offered me well written." Her smile looked a little softer at the mention of the sci-fi collection she had in her room.
"How far are you in the reading? I saw the book you were holding and read it before thanks to Ryan." Marty looked happy with the way things were flowing. Fortunately for all of them, he'd never looked over at the NeverWonderLand table. Otherwise Marty's good mood would have disappeared as soon as he got Pol's attention. "I've not gotten very far, just the first few chapters." The tall boy smiled happily before taking a bite of his waffle. "Just you wait, it'll get better." "I'll take your word for it."
When Marcel left the cafeteria line, Sierra finally noticed him and waved in greeting. He had his customary cup of coffee which told her he wouldn't be very snappy this morning. Speaking of coffee, she'd just finished hers and she frowned. "Would one of you boys mind getting me a second coffee? I'm afraid if I don't have my morning dose, I get a little snappy." That was an understatement - the last time she missed her morning drink, she'd almost made someone cry. And with the way her feet felt, either of the boys could get her a cup in half the time it would have taken her. Thank God for pain relief pills or else nothing would have helped her mood.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 6:56 pm
See, I know she loves you
I understand
I probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime
Possibly
Until then old friend
Your secret is safe with me
 Andromeda Fae Bearie Tinkerbell Andee had managed to finish half of her toast before Pan responded. Sheesh. Andee looked up in enough time to catch the unintended glare that was directed towards her. Whatever, she'd had enough of Pan's attitude lately. However, the sudden change of expression on Pol's face made her raise her eyebrows.
Why the sudden change? It was odd, so, she turned to follow Polly's gaze. Yay! Cam was coming to sit with her. However, it was the girl beside Cam that Pol was looking at. Seriously? Pan was going gaga over her? If Andee was correct, the girl was the Red Queen, and she wasn't up for socialization much. Oh, and she was practically a beyotch. Why Cam put up with her was beyond Andee's comprehension.
She had mused the same thing the night before when she was brought up. Anywho, maybe Lilith could distract Pol from Martin. Yeah, that would be a good thing. "Morning, Cam...You too Lil..." She replied, looking at each of them in turn. "So, Cam...the party is tomorrow night....I should have realized last night that I was cutting it close...but I can throw a party together that quickly with your help...."
Andee only trailed off due to the sudden disappearance of Lilith. She couldn't help but laugh a little. That, in turn, caused Lil to send a quick glare her way. It didn't bother Andee. However, that distraction caused her gaze to shift over to Sierra's table. Agh! Why couldn't she have been a bit late? Then she could have said 'Hi' while Martin was over there. Then again, she had been warned the night before that he probably wouldn't remember their discussion. Thus, that would have been awkward. She pouted a little and rested her chin on her hand. The girl didn't realize that she had zoned out.
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 8:05 pm
{ // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. Cameron smirked, his eyebrow arching at Pol's actions. So, little Mister Twinkle Toes was interested in her Majesty, hm? Poor kid – maybe Pol hadn't realized that Cam had already mentally claimed Lilith. He repressed the urge to call Pol on his tasteless tactics, instead sipping at his orange juice tentatively.
Though, Cam doubted that Pol would get far in carrying out whatever he may have intended to, seeing as how Lilith was visibly repulsed by his approach, going so far as to lean away from him, which in turn caused her to fall to the ground.
Cam couldn't help the snicker that escaped from his lips, making to help Lilith get up. He didn't get the chance to, however, because as quickly as she'd fallen, she'd gotten back up, hurriedly pulling herself back into the seat. He brushed it off and sat back down, tearing off a piece of bacon from one of the strips on his plate and popped it in his mouth.
He looked up to Lilith, whom was being dreadfully awkward and reserved, as he'd expected. He figured that she'd had her dose of socialization from anyone other than himself to satisfy her quota for an entire week, so he supposed it would be cruel to keep her here any longer. Before he could open his mouth to dismiss her from what surely must have seemed like torture, he got sidetracked by Andee's statement.
“'Course, Tink,” he shot a grin at her before his gaze drew back to Pol warily, but only for a moment. He forced himself to focus on Andee in order to further ensure her that their party would be talked about for at least eighty four years, no matter how little time they had to throw it together. “It'll be legendary, darlin',” he drawled mockingly in a 'don't-you-know-who-the-hell-I-think-I-am' tone.
His eyebrow raised as her attention had been turned elsewhere, and he looked behind him towards the table that Sierra, Ryan and Martin were seated at. His face split into a knowing smirk upon the realization that she was staring at Martin and he turned back to wave his hand in front of her face. So, he was the reason she wanted to flaunt her current relationship status.
“Yoohoo, Blondie,” he called in a concerned manner, his grin widening. “It's rude to ogle in the middle of a conversation,”
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 8:22 pm
 R Y A N 0000 D .00000 L A P P E T0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000A P O L L O
"I'll get that for you Sierra. Back in a jiff."
Ryan took the cup and got up, walking quickly over to the food counter, He would bypass the line and just fill it up himself. Plus, the boy needed to talk a moment to remember how to breath. Being around Sierra made him so Awkward and weird, It was like she made him care what he was saying more then anyone else did.
The ginger was able to easily fill Sierra's mug with hot coffee, he grabbed a few creamers and a couple of sweeteners and carried them in his left hand just in case she liked to fix up her coffee a certain way... The girl was probably annoyed with him, his constant blunders, lack of tack... It wouldn't end well. He needed to find a way to act chiller... calmer, smoother. If he was more suave then maybe he's have an in with the sophisticated girl.
On his way back to the table Ryan noticed then Pol had been glaring at Martin quite openly for some time... Had something happened? He would have to ask. Ryan sat down beside his friend and placed the coffee and condiments in front of Sierra. Casually he leaned towards Martin and looked down at his breakfast.
"Umm, why's Peter Pan look like she want's to eat your soul?"
His voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. and he leaned back to a normal sitting position as soon as he had finished asking it. Sometimes stuff like this happened to his friend, it was a shame he never understood completely why.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 8:52 pm
See, I know she loves you
I understand
I probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime
Possibly
Until then old friend
Your secret is safe with me
Andromeda Fae Bearie Tinkerbell Andee had heard the whole legendary part that Cam mentioned. Yeah, she'd think it would be pretty epic. However, she didn't think to respond until he mentioned that she was ogling. Crap. He probably already figured out that she liked Martin. Wait? She liked Martin? She processed that statement through her brain a couple of times and realized that it was true.
Yeah, Andee knew that she didn't know much about the guy, but that could always change. After all, since they were both working on helping Sierra, they were bound to talk, right? Well, she wouldn't be pushy about anything. But, she was going to invite him to their party. Hopefully he'd come.
She turned her attention back to Cam for a moment and stuck out her tongue after shoving him playfully. "Whateves...Anyways, we're gonna have to get some alcohol together...plenty..." She added. They'd probably go on a raid of nearby gas stations...Andee could distract the clerk, and Cam could go all invisible and sneak out the goods. Of course they'd leave money to pay for it.
Andee looked at Pol for a moment. Her own gaze turned to a glare. "Dude.." She started, sharply, "quit that schiz. Not cool....If you want to come to my awesome party...You'll quit that crap and promise you won't start anything...Cause I'm totally inviting him...Oh, Lil, you're invited too..." Seriously, if Pan didn't drop the glare, Andee'd hit her upside the head with something.
With that being said, Andee stood up and scooted Cam out of her way, only to grab his hand and drag him over to Sierra's table with her. Might as well ask now, right? Andee put a bright smile on her face and looked at the trio that was sitting. "Hey, Ryan, Sierra, and Martin...This is my bestest friend, Cam, and we're throwing a party tomorrow night. I wanted to invite you guys..." She figured if she could get Sierra to say she would come, the other two would follow suit. She sent an extra pleading glance at Sierra, hopefully she'd get the hint. Though, Andee was pretty sure she would. Get the hint, that is. "I mean, you could bring others that you'd like to come....but not too many."
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 1:20 pm
{ // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. Cameron snorted and rolled his eyes when she shoved him, shooting her a grin. “Oh, I'm sorry, I don't know what could have possibly possessed me to make such a blatant accusation,” he began, his voice derisively remorseful, his mocking only reinforced by his unfaltering smirk. Though, it was less a accusation and more so a fact that he just so happened to have the audacity to state.
He visibly brightened at the proposition of 'gathering' the liver poison they would surely need for their party to be of the legendary rank. He knew his way around the nearby town due to a great many of his more restless nights when he felt a sudden dire need to be reminded that there was, indeed, civilization thriving in the outside world. He easily avoided the extreme measures the school took to secure the premises due to his uncanny ability to disappear as he pleased.
He smirked smugly; they thought they'd thought of everything to keep their students from escaping, while they unwittingly taught them new techniques that only aided them – or, at least, they aided him. He couldn't say the same for anyone else, perhaps with the exception of Tink and Pan due to the fact that they could both fly.
But it was highly doubtful that learning things such as dancing to your demise whilst clad in horrendous iron boots would be of any help to the cause, so there was bleak, if any, hope for the others.
However, Cameron didn't want to run away – he'd have no where to go. There was no way he would go crawling back to his stepmother like the pathetic scum she'd made him out to be, or attempt to locate his estranged father's whereabouts. ******** that. Nor would he try to live in the city like some big shot, when his only guarantee would be that he'd end up taking up residence in a weathered cardboard box and inevitably resort to gnaw on rat bones as sustenance. No, no, he'd stay here at the Academy, where he was anything but miserable.
On his trips to town, he would casually stroll into the stores lining the streets, not the least visible, making a game of freaking out the patrons by suddenly opening the doors or shifting items on the shelves. He occasionally stole a carton of cigarettes or a bottle of whiskey for his even less frequent relapses as a precautionary, though he was pretty sure that their party was going to require a hell of a lot more than one measly bottle.
“Pardon me, I must be obstructing your view of the show,” he snorted when Andee moved him out of her path, only to be dragged along with her on her valiant mission to invite Sierra and her new recruits to the party.
He grinned back at Lilith and winked, calling “Don't do anything I wouldn't do!” over his shoulder teasingly, turning back to face the three. He offered a grin and a wave as Andee introduced him, even though he easily recognized each of them. He hadn't been forced into many situations with any of them and thus did not feel the need to hang around them too often.
However, that would probably all change very soon, considering whom his best friend had set her sights on. He didn't mind, though; he didn't have anything against any of them. Sierra most certainly was not evil, as her title may lead some to believe. She was just pissy on her off days, as anyone would be, and had a no nonsense exterior, which was all fine and well. Ryan, on the other hand, was rather awkward and innocent; not to say that was a bad thing.
And then there was Marty. From what he knew, his more violence prone 'Beast' side was to be held responsible for the scenario from the previous night with Pol, though he supposed it was out of his meeker side's control.
He caught the added pleading glance that Andee directed to Sierra, in hopes that the other two would go along with it if she did, but mostly Martin of course. He just shook his head and smirked; silly girls, always feeling the need to be so indirect.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 10:03 pm
ooooooooooooo S i e r r a
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo V a n T a s s e l l On anyone else, the smile on Sierra's face would seem tiny and insignificant. For Sierra, that was a giddy smile. "Thank you for the coffee." She took the sweetener and added them to her cup before taking a long sip. It was what she needed. When Ryan asked about Pol, she took another sip to avoid looking at either of the boys.
Marty, for his part, looked at Pan before flinching and turning to his companions. "Dude, your guess is as good as mine. I have no idea why she's so angry with me." Sierra wasn't sure how much to reveal. "He. The correct pronoun - or so Pan is trying to correct now - is he. And he now prefers to be referred to as Pol." Marty tilted his head in her direction and Ryan did as well.
Poor Marty. Sierra didn't want to say what she was about to say next. "Marty,--" Ah. She got saved when she saw Andee walking towards their table. "I'll explain Peter Pan to you later." From there, Andee invited the three of them to her party. Now Sierra wasn't really a party person. She had never been (but that might have been because she'd never been invited) and there was also the nasty problem of walking. But Tinkerbell had thrown her an extra pleading glance and a subtle look at Marty told her exactly why the fairy wanted Sierra of all people to go. Marty seemed interested, but he didn't look like the kind to go without friends. With a subtle knowing look, she said, "Why not. I would not mind attending and it is a better alternative to doing homework."
Marty frowned. "But you're hurt." She waved her hand lazily. "If it were that bad, then I would be in a wheel chair." The queen probably should have been truth be told. She then raised an eyebrow at him and looked at Ryan as well. "Won't you go? It will likely be an enjoyable experience. If nothing else, you can keep me from overextending myself." That would appeal to their gentlemanly sides and also get the shy boys to have fun. At least it had worked on Marty. A timid smile and an okay let the group know he was going to that party.
Cam was smirking in the background, and Sierra held in the urge to smirk back. They both understood what was going on. She held nothing against the Chesire Cat since she'd never had a chance to talk to him. She supposed that would soon change if she remained associated with Tink.
"I would also like to extend an invitation to Marcel." It was likely the Devil wouldn't join, but she wasn't going to not invite him to some event that she was attending. "I hope that would be alright with you," she said to the two hosts. "Oh and where would this be held?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 10:34 pm
See, I know she loves you
I understand
I probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime
Possibly
Until then old friend
Your secret is safe with me
Andromeda Fae Bearie Tinkerbell Andee had sighed at Cam when he mentioned obstructing her view. However, now was not the time to scold him. Nope, now was the time to wait and find out the reactions from the three at the table. Cam was at her side, quiet with a smirk on his face. She cast a quick questioning gaze her way before returning her sights to those at the table.
She waited for what seemed like forever for a response from somebody. Sure, it wasn't that long, but the girl really wanted to hear the answers. It would be great if they all came, the more the merrier. But, she also wanted Sierra to come because she thought the Queen deserved some time to relax, not just because of Martin. A big smile erupted on the tiny girl's face when Sierra said she'd come.
Then, Martin pointed out that Sierra was hurt. Mental FACEPALM! Duh, Andee should have remembered that. Hopefully, Sierra would be feeling loads better by the next evening. Oh, Sierra was giving the boys an excuse to go. Sweet! Before long, Martin had also agreed to go. Now, this made Andee so excited that she wanted to do a happy dance. Though, she realized that wouldn't be the best thing to do at the current moment.
As it was, it was hard for her to repress a squee. "Oh, go ahead, Sierra...Invite..Marcel." The name was a bit familiar. However, at the current moment, her head was elsewhere. "Duh..Umm, the party is going to be held out in the woods in the Neverland hangout...Not many outside the tale know about it at the current moment...But it was made decades ago by one of the last rounds of lost boys to come through. Each group since has added more modern touches to the inside. ..It will be interesting to see to say the least..." Andee explained with a smile.
It was pretty awesome. The boys had even built separate bedrooms for the Wendy's and Tink's. Bathrooms as well. Then, there was a singular bathroom for the boys to share, since they all rather lacked hygiene anyways. It also looked a lot like in the movies. One big round oval-ish room lined with hammocks and bunk beds. Enough to accommodate each lost boy, and there was a big king sized bed at one end for Pan. Since Polly became Pan, she had taken over Wendy's bedroom, since there wasn't a Wendy present at the time. Tink's room was pretty cool, but Andee wasn't going to reveal the secret of her room just yet.
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 1:00 pm
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oooooooooooooooooooooooooo E N D S A L A D D I N Andy came to knowing nothing but pain and confusion. He was on his bed, alone and broken. The boy drew a hand up to touch his swollen aching face. There was caked dry blood around his lips and down his chin... His skin was hot and the feeling of his fingertips on his skin was painful in and of it's self. His mouth was dry, and tasted of salt. He needed water, but any movement caused him enormous shooting pain.
The kid felt tears running down his cheeks and he forced himself to sit up and crawl into the bathroom. He looked worse in the mirror then he had thought. His face was covered in bruises, as was most of him. Andy turned on the warm water in the sink and carefully washed his poor face, getting the blood off of him and the dirt and sweat. Once he was clean and gingerly changed his clothing, wearing loose basket ball shorts and no shirt or shoes at all. He didn't want to move his arms that much.
Once dressed Andy made his way down to the nurses office. He took a long time walking slowly and cringing with each movement. In the office he saw only two other people, Roxy and Steve. The nurse took one look at him and her eyes widened. He did look horrible. She asked him what had happened and ushered him over to a cot.
"Stetson beat me up."
Andy spoke softly, the jaw movement enormously agonizing. The Nurse hushed him and started to collect things that would be needed to heal Andy's wounds.
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