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 Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 11:59 am
((There's a room 3 on both floors. Check the dorms post on the first page to see who has what room.))
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 3:09 pm
"Mai Kawaisou, and um...I don't mind which room." Mai replied, wondering if she'd end up with a roommate.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:58 pm
((Oh... Room 3, First Floor... and for Ris, Room 5, Second Floor.))
Ris looked up at Nich,"I'm not always shy, only in new places and meeting new people, after a week or two I'll start being myself," she told, giving him a small, sweet smile. She was next in line and the secretary told her what room and what floor she was on, and handed her a key. She was excited to finally get a key of her own, she didn't even have a key to her mom's house, which was were she lived.
Chris dozed off into a sleep, slightly snoring.
((Ugh, obviously I don't play guys too often... which is why I am so I can get better... sweatdrop ))
((EDIT: I won't be on all weekend, it's gonna be super busy, what with starting to move and celebrating Cinco de Mayo. I'll be back Monday morning!))
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 4:23 am
Nich approached te counter, and the receptionist said soemthing about forgetting his key last time he was there, but he could have cared less. He grabbed a key and walked after Ris.
"A week? Thats past a generous grace period. Far past./ You need to relax, as a philosophy i wear my heart right out on my sleeve, not because i trust people, but just becaus i have no shame in anything ive done. What about you RIs... tell me where you come from." He said as they walked slowly.
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 8:31 am
((Katanaqui, do you want a roommate?
And Noltic, what room do you want?))
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 11:58 am
((Sorry, What Lesson are we in?))
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 12:48 pm
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 4:39 am
((Any particular person, or do you want me to choose at random?
And we aren't in any classes. We are just picking room numbers. Classes don't start till the next day.))
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 7:27 am
((Anyone at random, both boy or girl are fine))
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 7:36 am
((Oh cool, could you pick my characters' rooms please? I just really don't mind where they are. One of them could be Katanaqui's character's roommate.))
Timathy stumped out his cigerette and walked over to reception. He looked over the keys quickly, before leaning on the counterand pointing over at his keys.
'Those ones are mine, bird,' He glanced at the receptionist and snatched his key. He noticed a few people around, one in particular he thought looked very 'different', 'I'll keep my eye on her' He thought, going back outside for another smoke.
Lynsie wandered though the halls, wondering if she was even on the right floor. 'I wish I'd brought a bag' She thought almost dropping her books trying to get her key out of er pocket, and try it in one of the doors. It didn't fit and, as she started walking to the next door, she dropped her book loadly on the floor. She hoped no one had heard, and she'd not disterbed anyone.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:30 pm
Kamio was sitting on the public bus, her stomach fluttering with nerves. She had only left her mother's retreat 3 times in her life. Those three times had been in order to go to the hospital, so she had the unconcious connection between the 'outside world' and physical pain or illness.
It was my own damn idea to apply anyway... She thought, trying to relax. She took up her new sketchbook and started to draw the old woman who was sitting across from her as discreetly as possible. This distracted her from her nerves for the time being, but as soon as the campus came into view from her window her stomach turned, yet again.
She pulled down on the wire that hung over the windows, signaling to the driver that she needed to get off. The nearest bus stop to the school was a couple blocks from the campus. She threw her sketchbook into her bag and gathered her suitcase.
As she walked towards the school she pulled out her registration papers and the school map and poured over them. She had practically memorized the map months earlier when it first came in the mail along with her acceptance letter, but she was so worried about getting lost that she had vowed to keep it in her pocket at all times.
She tried to look cool and collected when the crowd of students came into view. There were quite a lot of students there already and she had a fleeting moment of panic, thinking she was late, before she remembered that is was sunday and there was nothing to be late to.
She was too jittery to admire the campus before climbing the steps to the registration office.
"Uhm...I'm Kamio Rizumu. Is this the right place?" She said quietly to the secretary while handing over her papers.
((I don't mind which room I am assigned. A boy would be a fun roommate though. ^_^))
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:43 pm
((Well, since Timathy has a crush on Isamu, I'm curious as to see what will happen if those two were roommates, so I'm putting Timathy with Isamu. XD I'll put Mai and Lynsie in room 1 on the first floor. And I will put Kamio with Chris. Is this okay with everyone?))
The receptionist handed Mai a key. "You are in room one on the first floor," she told her. Then she looked at the other girl that had walked up. "Yes, it is."
Isamu decided to put his things in his room and left the office. It was a lot more crowded outside than it had been before he had walked into the office.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 1:50 pm
"Oh, good. So...um...Am I supposed to get a key or something?" kamio asked. She was flustered and mad at herself for sounding like such a mouse. She had had high hopes and plans of being completely cool at this new school but her nerves were getting the best of her. She cursed her home schooled upbringing and lack of social skills while she adjusted her backpack, which was very heavy with notebooks and supplies.
The girl who was talking to the secretary just before her looked so smart and relaxed. Kamio hoped that she appeared half as calm as her. ((Sounds good to me))
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