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 Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:13 pm
  Mikal opened the borrowed physics book to page 17. He glanced at the questions to memorize them for feature. Every question he read he quickly recalled the answers from the lecture. Mikal had amazing memory, he blamed his biological father. His father remember every bit of Mikal's life before he died of course. Apparently the good memory traits was passed to Mikal. Serpentinite Dorm.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:15 pm
 .:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.
”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come
Smoke was officially coming out of Kasie's ears by the end of the lecture. Oh, oh, oh. Now she finally understood the difficulties because she couldn't understand a single thing that came out of this teacher's mouth.
"........."
If she could, she'd slam her head against the desk. Kasie was definitely going to need help on this one. She made a quick reminder to go bother Sethrian after classes were over with. That is if she even remembered her assignment. Probably not
Wait, wait, wait! There was actually a guy who understood this mumble jumble. A guy, but still! She needed all the help she could get. "E-Excuse me! Yeah! Do you mind helping me? On... everything?"
From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:27 pm
Mikal lifted his head slowly and shifted his attention towards the soft spoken female. He examined the room to see whom she might be talking to unsure if she was trying to get his attention. Mikal looked back at the girl and slightly lifted his finger and slowly turned it towards him. Serpentinite Dorm.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:33 pm
.:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.
”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come
"Yes, you." Kasie nodded, flashing a wide grin at him. Just as long as she didn't get too close, maybe she won't have any problems, and she could be her cheerful self. "You with the hair, violin, finger, living-ness, and book. Yes. It's not like there's that many people in the class to get mixed up with. Haha, I'm Kasie. Nice to meet ya. How about you? Or would you prefer it if I keep using 'You with the etcetera?'"
From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:49 pm
 Silveril Volce ________________________Silveril glanced up from the work he was doing at his desk. He didn't really have any work on his desk, but he preferred to make it look like he was doing teacher work. He was actually just writing the names of his students since he needed to memorize their names. Silveril glanced up when Kasie called out for help on... everything.
He wondered if she even listened to the lecture at all. Did she still have a brain in her ghostly head? Well... if she was still confused, it was Silveril's job to help her. At the moment, there seemed to be someone that would help her, so he would sit back and watch for now... Oh, and memorize their names. ________________________
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:50 pm
Mikal's eyes kept staring at the girl, he glanced at Angel assuming she was doing her work the refocused on the Kasie. He sighed, "My name is Mikal." He said dully. Serpentinite Dorm.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:02 pm
.:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.
”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come
The staring was a bit creepy. Then again, she tended to do that too. Only a little bit more discreetly. Brushing that aside, Kasie slowly floated over to the boy, keeping any possible nosebleeds in check. "Well, hi there, Mikal. What's up?" She breamed, holding out a hand for the other, before she took it back. "Sorry, I forgot that I couldn't touch people. It's a bit sad that I can never remember that fact."
From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:10 pm
Mikal sat there on his desk watching a floating female glide towards him. He turned his head slowly towards his book and continued to answered the assigned question. "This home work, I'm assuming is the topic." Mikal answered logically. Serpentinite Dorm.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:21 pm
.:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.
”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come
This guy was a real stick in the mud wasn't he? Still, a boy was still a boy. Always droolworthy material with the occasional exceptions. "Do you mind helping me on it? I'm a bit confused about some of the terms that were mentioned. I didn't get to go over them back at my old school."
(( Ew. Short post. >.< ))
From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:54 pm
Silveril Volce ________________________Well, it was too late to help her since the bell was about to ring. Silveril stood up as the bell rang to indicate fourth period was over and it was time for lunch. Being a vampire, Silveril could only drink his potions that gave him the nutrients blood did. It was tasteless and not very satisfying, but he had to deal with it because he couldn't eat his students. "Alright. The assignment is due tomorrow. For now, enjoy your lunch."
Silveril walked up to Kasie. "If you're having trouble, I'll help you so this young man--erm-- Mikal can go to lunch."
((Yup, it's lunch break. Tomorrow will still be fifth hour though. Feel free to go off campus or go to the cafeteria. =D)) ________________________
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 9:57 pm
.:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.
”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come
Freeeeeedoooooommmmmm!
No. Scratch that. Her excitement for the bell was squashed as soon as the gloomy teacher came up to her. No way was she staying after class. "Um, it's all right! I think if I just read the definitions over and over, it'll eventually stick in my head. There's really no need to worry. I might not be the best student in the world, but I certainly take it upon myself to not be the worst either. I'll just be your typical average student!"
Kasie awkwardly chuckled out, soon enough making her way out the door, with that excuse on hand. Well, it was true though. Standing out, whether good or bad, was never a good thing.
[Exits]
From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 7:32 pm
Mikal closed the borrowed text book and set it down his desk. He reached down his violin case that was set beside his desk and wrapped his fingers around the handle. Mikal slipped out of his chair and found his stance bringing his violin case with him. He looked at Angel seeing how focused she was on her homework and quietly walked behind Angel's desk. He leaned forward near Angel's neck and blew into her ear. Mikal wanted Angel's attention so they both to head to next destination. Serpentinite Dorm.
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 8:18 pm
Angel McWell ☠ 
"I just don't care." Ruby Dorm
Angel lifted her shoulders and moved her head forward, she chuckled uncontrollably after Mikal blew into her ear. It was embarrassing and thought of it as childish what Mikal did. It threw Angel's thoughts off scale for seconds, this tall emotionless guy played for once. Angel curved her lips into a smile while adjusting her body and closing the text book that laid between her hands. She set the book down on her desk and picked up her guitar while standing up. Angel lifted her guitar strap over her head and laid it across her chest. She was smiling at Mikal, finally she got something out of the guy. This reminded Angel to ask her question she meant to ask yesterday at the beach.
"Well well, Mr. Frisky, seeing as one is all the sudden playful now, I have a question for you. Why don't you ever smile?" Angel said bluntly, she wanted to get to the point since she didn't get to ask the previous day.
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 8:27 pm
((So since none of teachers for today's classes showed up, we've cancelled class for today. It's fine if you wander around the guild for now and treat it like an early weekend. = w=" We're having some staffing issues right now.))
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2012 8:48 pm
Mikal stepped back away from Angel expecting her to smack his arm. After Angel didn't hit him but smile at him he wanted to smile. After Angel mentioned him not smiling he wanted to laugh. Mikal wasn't the type for smiling and sharing emotions, he wasn't the type who had emotions until yesterday. Now that Angel mention it, he wasn't sure that he could smile. The only muscles on his mouth he used was to talk and it wasn't much not like smiling anyway. Mikal sighed: this was his way of laughter. He examined Angel's face and wanted to wrap his arms around her but he had to resist. He needed to earn Angel's trust. "That's a good question Angel." Mikal responded to her. Mikal continued to stare at Angel, he liked staring at her, it became his daily hobby and addiction. He loved watching Angel's reactions he wished to watch her sleep one day. (Mkay) Serpentinite Dorm.
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