Taking the key and shouldering his bag again, Keiran smiled at the woman and gave her a friendly nod in thanks, before turning and walking away to find his new room. More could have been said, but really, he was looking forward to taking that nap.
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The male watched him walk away, but his attention was stolen by the stupid broad at the desk as she threw keys to him. he had so many things he could have did, such as smack them back and hit the woman in the face. . .but instead he caught them and glowered slightly at how long it took for her to figure that out. He would probably go look for Fox later, but he seriously wanted to crash, turning on a heel with his keys he went on a magical search for his room; his glower still being held.
[/Exit to Room #204]
Location :: Dorms desk|With :: Does it matter?|Mood :: irritated|Background Music :: Matryoshka|Threads :: As pictured
☩ No iron chain, or outward force of any kind, can ever compel the soul of a person to believe or to disbelieve. ☩
Ritona appears in the front lobby after disappearing out of her room. She sighs silently to herself as she feels extremely dizzy. She holds her head for a few seconds as she disappears out of the lobby. [exit]
☩ You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind. ☩
☩ Ki Reserve: 350 ☩
Mood: Who I'm with: Ooc:
Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 6:04 pm
Never let anyone tell you that the sky is the limit...
Natasha Sevenek ~Sev~
MMA: Level 1 Ki: 350
Sev made it up the hiking trail to the campus and headed for the dorms to get a room. Once there, she filled out a form and gave it to the landlady with a smile and thank you, then waited to be assigned.
Mood: calm Companions: OOC:
...when there are footprints on the moon.
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Name: Natasha Sevenek Level: 1 Do you want to request a roommate: nah, whatever's good Requested roommate: n/a
The landlady took her application with glee. She looked over it. . looked at Natasha, looked back at the app, back at Nat, back at the app, back at Nat one final time. . squinting real hard at her with one eye, her expression solidified into something you've never seen before; clearly this woman was working overtime. A large grin popped up out of nowhere while she whipped out a key with the room '#103' engraved into it. "Here you are! . .oh, and our dorms have been recently remodeled; I hope you like them~" she told Natasha as she popped her application into one of the drawers behind her desk.
Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 7:46 pm
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Never let anyone tell you that the sky is the limit...
Natasha Sevenek ~Sev~
MMA: Level 1 Ki: 350
Sev couldn't help but chuckle a little at the woman's reaction, and waited as she looked back and forth. When she produced the key, Sev, glanced at the number and nodded. "Thanks, I'm sure I will," she said, still smiling, and walked off to find her room, still chuckling slightly. [exit]
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What do you despise?
Returning to the dormitory entrance, careful to extinguish his hand rolled blunt before entering. The smell of the narcotic substance most likely lingering only vaguely since he'd actually been strolling around rather than standing idle. Approaching the front desk at a leisurely pace, he'd submit himself to a measure of patience. Glancing cautiously over the desk in an almost comical stance, the hardly buzzed drunken brawler would sweep both scarlet iris's over his previous filled out form. To no surprise, he'd notice how he'd tossed it absently rather than placing it in the small metal mesh bin that was labeled for the new students.
Name: Leonardo S. Tensatsu Level: 1 Do you want to request a roommate?: No Requested Roommate: Whom ever
"I'm too sober..."
Speaking the words with an exhaled breath and both red eyes half rolling down before adding an amused chuckle while tossing the form into its appropriate place. Sauntering off over too seat himself at one of the benches, lamenting at how he had nothing to read or listen too. With little left in the way of creature comforts lingering about, Leo would resort to the simplest resolution to his lethargic problem.
Rolling forward from his seat to assume the stance of a hand stand, both legs splaying into a flexible display of the splits before bringing both legs back together and bending his mid section horizontal onto the flat bench as his upper torso remains vertical supporting his weight arms bent. Raising his arms, he'd raise his right angled body to test his adomibal muscles while working the rest of his body. The entire display would be athletic in nature, executed flawlessly in the beginning at a pace to leave sweat dripping down off his brow after only thirty repetitions. Wearing nothing more than loose fitting dark blue jeans, and a black loose half buttoned up dress shirt which would no doubt be soaked. Hopefully his room came with a shower...
By this are you truly known
Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 8:45 am
Leonardo S. Tensatsu
The landlady took his application and, upon reading through it, her gaze overcame Leo. He appeared to put on a curious performance though nothing that was unexpected of students at an academy which was strictly for fighters. Twas not the very first time she had seen such an exercise; if anything, it meant he would fit rather well within the confines of this unique island along with its one of a kind school. "Here you are!" she called out to him, tossing the key his way; engraved upon its brass structure: #113.
"Don't forget to shower~" she held her nose humorously while two gleeful arcs decorated her eyes.
A confident advance, swift silent feet traversing through the front entrance into the dormitory. Sparing none a glance of the void sapphire iris's, his attention fixated as it often was when engaged in a mission. Approaching the front desk, he'd take notice of the male showing off with a lax idea of what the Gokkan Shinobi would of considered worth being called 'Training'. A formal thought, ruminated silently upon as he stands immobile in front of the front desk. He hadn't the slightest how to go about acquiring a room, though he new this was the building complex for it based off the activity outside. The sooner he could obtain his own private quarters, the better. With such a dreary litany in mind, he'd continue his unflinching stance as if awaiting instructions with no hint of hesitation in resolve or commitment to standing completely still till someone returned to the desk. Unaware that the young women tolerating the other male was the one in charge, lulling both frozen eyes off into the distance in front of him rather then participating in his surroundings.
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What do you despise?
"Thank you kindly, love"
Brandishing a devilish grin, Leo would menuver his athletic frame up into a full hand stand before lifting one hand up in a paused show to catch the keys before hefting his weight up to fluently glide both feet back under him in a single motion before finishing with a gentlemens bow caressing both scarlet iris's over the young women's form heedful not to linger on any one part of her anatomy.
"I'm eternally grateful."
Speaking in a passively suggestive manner of seduction, the infamous mercenary wouldn't persue any further notion of sensual indulgences. Rather, he'd sweep his gaze across the odd silent form standing absently in front of the front desk. A curious guy, unable to get a good look at his face or eyes which Leo labled the true mark of any person. Paying it no mind, he'd offer the women one last enduring smile before leisurely striding off further into the dormitory as if confident with no instructions that he could manage his way with the number listed on the keys he'd been given, both hands dug into his pockets, thumbing the key there within on occasion.
❖ Crowley, Demetrius Vega indentxxx❝Watch your step. That sand is dangerous.❞
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xxx✔Finding the building that he was looking for, Crowley stepped inside and looked around. Shifting his weight a little, the kids had said something about filling out some paper work, or some other thing that he had to do in order to get a room there. After a few seconds of looking, he noticed the sheets that he was looking for. Picking one up, he went to fill it out.
Name: Crowley, Demetrius Vega Level: 1 Do you want to request a roommate: No Requested roommate: No
While Crowley went by his last name, it technically wasn't his legal name, so he had a habit of writing his last name first and putting his first and middle name last. As for the request a roommate, Crowley didn't want to bother with getting to know people. He had his reasons for being here, and they didn't involve making friends. Either way, after everything was filled out, he got up and headed over to what looked like the front desk. Standing there, he waited for someone to come by.
xxxxx✘Level 1 xxxxx✘Ki :: 350/350 xxxxx✘Technique Used :: xxxxx✘OOC ::
Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:03 pm
Flamefox Merimac
The landlady popped up from behind her desk. . LIKE A NINJA. She swiped that application right out of Crowley's hands and studied it like a vulture searching for any prey at all after a long, fruitless hunt. "Aha!" she exclaimed beneath her breath, giggling a bit. Almost immediately following this she grabbed a key from under her desk and held it out for the newcomer to take. "Here ya are, Veggie~" she chortled just beneath her breath; boy had it been a long day for this lady. . clearly, by now; still she meant absolutely no harm at all.
Anyways, his key read: #109.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:17 pm
❖ Crowley, Demetrius Vega indentxxx❝Watch your step. That sand is dangerous.❞
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xxx✔Veggie? What was up with that? Either way, Crowley didn't put much thought behind it. Instead, he just took the key, read the number on it, and looked at the lady. Giving a small nod, he would head off to find his room.
xxxxx✘Level 1 xxxxx✘Ki :: 350/350 xxxxx✘Technique Used :: xxxxx✘OOC ::
Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2013 12:19 pm
Exit
(T)he(I)niquitous(M)alevolent(I)nfatuation "Kindnessis the beginning of Cruelty" ~}:Leonardo S. Tensatsu:{~
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What do you despise?
Jogging, high kneed in an almost mock display the pale skinned albino athletic male would raise a hand in passing greeting to the lovely Land Lady before giving the cold looking kid standing blankly at the front desk a friendly nudge on the shoulder.
"Cheer up, champ."
If it wasn't for the devilishly deceptive features, and grin printed on his sensual features one might actually believe the low silver lined words tossed as Leo continued on out towards the exit. If any of the teachers saw him doing that, he would probably be made an example of for showing so much 'enthusiasm'. When in truth, Leo was use to literally running around all day. From helicopters, hummers, attack dogs, the list continued in jest as both scarlet iris's roll before pushing his frame out the door.
☩ No iron chain, or outward force of any kind, can ever compel the soul of a person to believe or to disbelieve. ☩
Ritona slowly enters into the dorms through the new doors on the dorm room. She smiles as she passes by the landlady as she pulls out her keys before she heads up to her room. [exit]
☩ You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind. ☩
