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 Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:23 pm
Young Master Oz Vessalius  "Baby, I was naive..
Got lost in your eyes and never really had a chance
My mistake I didn't know to be inlove..." ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀✿ Chea leaned against the wall while looking on her feet.. Still waiting for Severin to unpack his things at his dorm.. Then stares at her pendant.. "This may wait for hmmm.. a day?"
Suddenly, she heard Severin's voice and was startled.. "Ah! W-Welcome back!" Chea looked away while brushing her stray bangs out of her eyes.. "Your welcome.." Chea smiled back at him..
Then shifted her foot facing the other direction.. She glanced back.. "So..Let's go.." She lead the way towards the sledding hill.. Hopefully Severin wouldn't tire himself because of her.. ✿▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ "...You had to fight to have the upper hand,
I had so many dreams about you and me..
Happy endings now I know...." *exit to the Sledding hill*
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:23 pm
"Life is like a box of chocolates...
Full of maggots and roaches.
Oh, that's just me?" ~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~ This girl. Never. Stops. Talking. Simon sighed when she began to analyze what spices are and came to the conclusion that sand is a spice. Really? He didn't know it was possible for someone to be so slow until now. "Pepper and salt are spices. Sand is not," He managed to say before she went on again, wanting to make sure she knew that. He didn't want her to start throwing sand into whatever she decided to cook. Actually, with what he heard from her, he hoped that she would never cook at all. Reilynn? He wasn't going to remember that name. He was sure of that. "Yes, I'm the cooking teacher and my name is Simon Sweet. It's a... pleasure to meet you," It was a lot harder to say that than it should have been because, really, it was not a pleasure at all. It was actually quite annoying. ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ KISS THE COOK - Mr. Sweet
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:34 pm
JAKE CASERNA  he sighed as nothing happend here which was a ok in his book as he leftExit
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:36 pm
 Severin Novaire "Literature is complex and one really has to think to understand it."________________________Ah crap. Did she really have to pick such a terrifying sport? He'd look ridiculous if he ever tried to sled. Sledding was for kids! And it was terrifying! He may be young, but he wasn't that young. If he were to crash into a tree while sledding, that would be the death of his back and as a man, the back was his very pride and being.
He'll just watch. He'll do his best not to touch a sled and will watch. Severin was determined.
[Exits to Sledding Hill] ________________________ "The beauty of it is that literature never hits me if I misunderstand. "
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:42 pm
AYU FENNEL "Just because I'm pretty...... Ayu is following Xochi.. when her eyes caught on Reilynn.. Ah .. The treasure hunter.. And now talking with a creepy chef.. She pouted her lips.. Now.. what would she do to dragged Reilynn out..
Ayu paused for a while then think.. Before she approached the two.. "Hi Professor Simon.." Then glance over his crotch.. "Oh my God! your 'fly' is open!!" she shrieked while looking at the zipper of his pants.. Though its zipped properly.
As soon as the Professor glanced down at his fly.. Ayu grabbed Reilynn and run for their lives!!! ....doesn't mean that I'm happy!" *exit to town* ((Sorry Chesse LOL))
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:43 pm
 "You know, I'm not much of a fighter, but..." "Sand is... is not a spice? Well spices look like sand. I dropped pepper in sand one time and I had no idea how I was going to get the pepper back because the sand looked exactly like it." Reilynn remarked.
Reilynn grinned upon hearing his name. "I guess you're the first professor I've met in the school. Professor Sweet, right? Your name sounds delicious. Ah, but I would never dream of eating you because you don't look delicious at all. But don't get offended, that's a good thing because that keeps people from eating you. My last name is Reginald. It's just... not so cool sounding. If only I could have a great name like yours. Reilynn Muffin. Now that---"
And she was interrupted and was being dragged away. What was happening!?
[Gets dragged away]
((EDIT: Sorry Mhai! I didn't see your post! *cries* And this is my lame-o attempt to edit as quickly as possible. owo" I bet Simon finally sighs in relief. XD )) "...I'm a pretty darn good treasure hunter!"
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:43 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
After dropping off her things, Angela wasn't really sure where to go. She headed back down into the lodge for the time being. It seemed like things had calmed down since earlier. But she was a little antsy about staying. Though she had already resigned herself to whatever was going to happen with Abel, she didn't know what would happen if she actually saw him. She would probably either cry or go into rage mode and physically assault him until someone pulled her off. So for now, she was going to try to avoid him.
Perhaps she would head out to sight see for a bit. She didn't know where Renivere or Misaki were so she would just go alone. She headed down the stairs and started toward the door, not sure where she would head first. She was halfway to the door when she sneezed rather violently.
Weird. Maybe there was some kind of allergen in the air. Not that she was allergic to anything..Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:43 pm
(( AH CRAP. O____O I am EDITING Reilynn's post. >.< But it might take awhile, so I'm posting this as a warning to tell people that I'm EDITING! XDDD ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:50 pm
 წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ A gloomy blonde girl sat in the corner of the room wearing a rather thick coat and scarf. Her coat was a pale pink wool jacket with black buttons which her black scarf matched. There was a black beret on her head which kept her rather messy, short hair together. Dark shadows framed her eyes as she watched the lively bunch of students speak with one another. They were all dressed in similar fashion, but they did not have their full winter wear on like Bianca did. She was freezing, even if they were in a warm and toasty lodge. It wasn't warm enough for Bianca though so maybe she had cold blood. She was a necromancer, so maybe that was the reason she was always cold in the winter? Why did she come on this school trip anyways? It had sounded fun at first, but she had not realized how cold she would be. Bianca sighed but figured that it would be best to get over it. This was a good opportunity to observe the others and maybe make friends, however the many girls here seemed to be loud and ditzy. Those type of people were pretty annoying to Bianca because they were completely useless. In her mind that is... Bianca felt a little bad now because she was judging others before even getting to know them.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:53 pm
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 8:00 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Angela's little sneezing fit was interrupted by Renivere. Angela was actually a little relieved to see her. At least if she had a friend with her, she would be less inclined to mope. And Renivere didn't really seem one to let her mope anyway. "I don't mind going together. "It'll be nice to have company instead of just wandering around alone. Actually, I was just wondering where you were so you have good timing."
Angela held the door open for Renivere, waiting for the other girl to go out first. "Is there anywhere in particular you'd like to go? I didn't really have a destination in mind. I thought I'd just wander around for a bit. But if you have somewhere you want to go, we can do that. I don't mind."
But...dandruff? That was just about the creepiest description of snow she'd ever heard. Hilarious, but creepy.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 8:03 pm
"Life is like a box of chocolates...
Full of maggots and roaches.
Oh, that's just me?" ~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~v~ Simon sighed when another student approached and was about to reluctantly return her 'hello' when she screamed over his fly being undone. What. Why was she even looking? So many strange students. He did check, though, and found that it was not undone. He watched as she grabbed Renlynn? Relinn. Reilin? ... the other girl's hand, interrupting her whining about her last name. Reginald? It sounded like a very sophisticated last name for such an unsophisticated girl. Hm. He waved as she was taken away, wondering why that other girl tricked him like that. She could have just asked if she could take that Reiwhatever girl away. He wouldn't have objected. In fact, he would have willingly given her away just to make her stop talking his ear off. Well, either way, he was now free. He regretted not bringing along a 'do not disturb' sign to hang around his neck, but still. At least no students were bothering him anymore. He adjusted his scarf and tried to enjoy his spot by the fireplace, ignoring any possible annoyances around him. ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ KISS THE COOK - Mr. Sweet
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 8:07 pm
Zhori 
Zhori hadn't been spending a whole lot of time outside at Rosentale--too much else to do, really. And there was no real reason to frolick about outside. So she'd forgotten about how quickly her extremeties turned blue when she was cold. Until she spent a bit of time in the snow field without gloves, and happened to look at her hands.
Well, it wasn't really much more than a cosmetic inconvenience and indicator she needed to get her butt inside and warm up. But that was why, when she burst into the Lodge from outside, she headed straight for the fireplace so she could warm her hands. Holding them out in front of the fire, she noticed the blue tattoos that swirled over her fingers were nearly invisible against her skin. Oops. She was going to have to be careful about that.
What if her nose was also blue? That would just be awkward. She started rubbing at it to warm it up, just in case.((Yup, she starts to turn blue when she's cold. Very, very, disturbingly blue)) EDIT: For some reason, I thought Simon was somewhere else. But we'll assume she's too distracted to notice him)) XD
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 8:09 pm
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ Students slowly trickled out of the lodge in small groups or pairs, leaving it empty for the most part. Bianca had lost herself in her thoughts until she noticed that she was the only person sitting the lodge, alone. Bianca glanced around the room to find that there were only a few people, and a familiar but unwanted face. It was that crazy, violent man who sat by the fire. He was the cooking teacher or something like that and was into molesting little boys... or girl? Bianca was still a little lost on what that person was; she tried to recall their name but could not summon it up. Bianca's eyes diverted to the blazing fire which looked quite warm. Bianca stood up and slowly made her way to the fireplace where she sat as close as the fire as she could without burning herself. The heat was a welcomed relief and she felt herself slowly beginning to warm up.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 8:19 pm
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