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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 10:21 pm
◄███▓▒░░░║"Come, let me take hold of your heart..."║░░░▒▓███►  ----ۜะะะۣۨ>----ۜะะะۣۨ>ღ۪I۫۰۪s۫۰۪o۫۰۪a۫۰ღ< ۣۨۨะะะۜ----< ۣۨۨะะะۜ----Isoa thumped Calixo in the forehead for his weak smile. "What'd I tell you idiot?" he said. He completely ignored all the rest of what the guy had said. He didn't make promises with anyone and he most certainly didn't make deals unless it pertained to letting some attempt to keep their life when dealing with him.◄███▓▒░░░║"I'll rip it out and destroy it!!"║░░░▒▓███►
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 6:21 am
"Oh, s**t," Calixo rubbed at his forehead and the smile was lost. "Right, Sorry." With a small sigh and a real smile he figured that Isoa would eventually have to agree, so he dropped it."You wanna go somewhere now?" He finally asked, a large silly grin appearing on his face. "We could go anywhere man, so many ******** possibilities." Calixo giggled on the last sentence, and it was almost impossible to tell whether he was serious or not.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 10:44 pm
◄███▓▒░░░║"Come, let me take hold of your heart..."║░░░▒▓███► ----ۜะะะۣۨ>----ۜะะะۣۨ>ღ۪I۫۰۪s۫۰۪o۫۰۪a۫۰ღ< ۣۨۨะะะۜ----< ۣۨۨะะะۜ----Isoa looked at Calixo weirdly. "Enough with the laughter. You're creeping me out." he said as he turned around and started heading towards the dorms again. He figured the guy would catch on and follow him. ◄███▓▒░░░║"I'll rip it out and destroy it!!"║░░░▒▓███►
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 2:49 pm
 мαя¢υѕ νєησя▀ ▄█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█ Marcus let out a yawn as he entered the cafeteria, finding barely any people there and feeling quite relieved to see it wasn't that populated. He hated crowds, absolutely hated them. He made his way over towards the line, piling a few things up on his plate before glancing to the small boy beside him. He watched him for a moment, his mind always moving, observing, analyzing, detecting. After examining the kid for a second he blinked and glanced down to his plate. "You don't really look like you belong here," Marcus said after a few seconds, finding the boy actually pretty adorable. But he was speaking the truth, the kid was tiny. He couldn't imagine what he was doing at a school for delinquents. Marcus pawed through some utensils, taking a fork. █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█▄▀ Wearing: A vest and a white button up shirt, and some jeans. Feeling: Curious Doing: Getting his food With: ?? 
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 3:36 pm
▂▃▄▅▆▇█ ι'м ησт α ηιcє вσу. gєт тнαт тняσυgн уσυя нєα∂! █▇▆▅▄▃▂  ▦ ▌▍▍▍▎▏▏▐▏▍▐▐ ▍▐ ▍▦ Finally able to find his little rice balls, Tetsumori had to let out a happy smile of delight, taking two and placing them on his tray. It had been too long since he had onigiri, and he missed it. Even though the nekomata was engrossed in staring down at his lunch, he still kept a wary eye out around the cafeteria and had already scoped out a spot to sit at. In the back corner of the room with a clear view of the entire cafeteria. Good. Dark blue eyes snapped to the side as another male stood in the line beside him, and Tetsumori was quiet, taking a water bottle and placing it on his tray, as well as a chocolate pudding. Sure, it might be a weird combination, but he was hungry and he didn't really like any of the other stuff there either. Despite the nervous shiver raking up and down his spine, the nekomata had to respond to the male who decided to speak to him, "Maybe not," he mused, "but there are a lot of people here who also don't look like they would be in a school fit for delinquints. Mistakes can happen, forcing people to do things they normally wouldn't." Tetsumori's calculating eyes ran up and down the male, sizing him up, "Do you think you belong here?" ▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥ 
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:27 pm
мαя¢υѕ νєησя▀ ▄█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█  Marcus blinked, shooting a glance over to the boy when he began to speak. His words were true, sure, but he found them silly for a boy so cute. A small smirk fluttered onto his face at the question and all he gave for an answer was a shrug and a small "Dunno.". Did he belong to a school for juveniles? It was a peculiar question, considering at moments maybe he would say yes to that question, but other times he would have vigorously shaken his head. Because Marcus did things on impulse. He was the kind of person to speak without thinking, to do something wild and crazy because of his boredom. "Maybe I do." He murmured quietly, his eyes flashing around his plate in mild interest. Without any thought he had taken a water bottle and a pre-packaged sandwich. "I saw a guy with a face tattoo moments ago, and I don't mean to be judgmental but he did, in fact, look like he fit here." He joked in a soft tone, deciding he wasn't going to be too harsh today. Today he was Alex, which was his name for the day. He imagined Alex to be a kind, caring, guy who got decent grades but had enough time to do his football, or soccer, or whatever a guy named Alex would do. Everyday was a different name, though his rude, pessimistic personality would stay there with every different letter or syllable. "Can I sit with you?" Back was his monotonous, straight to the point personality as he flashed the boy a small glance. █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█▄▀ Wearing: A vest, a button up shirt, and jeans. Feeling: Curious, Interested. Doing: Standing awkwardly with his tray. With: Peculiar little blue haired boy.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 6:03 pm
▂▃▄▅▆▇█ ι'м ησт α ηιcє вσу. gєт тнαт тняσυgн уσυя нєα∂! █▇▆▅▄▃▂ ▦ ▌▍▍▍▎▏▏▐▏▍▐▐ ▍▐ ▍▦ Once everything he wanted was on his tray, Tetsumori looked back at the far table, making sure no one was sitting there yet. He would have to wait if someone decided to make that their seat instead. Pressing his lips together, he turned back to look at the other male, head tilting to the side. He guessed it all depended on attitude though. If a small male, he guessed around his size, was some sadistic boy who threw knives a people, then he would belong in a place like this. However, if a six foot tall, bulky boy would rather sit in a library and read, quiet as a mouse, most would think about how he ever made it into a delinquent school. Shrugging his small shoulders, Tetsumori guessed it was all based on attitude, "Maybe not." he countered with a small smile, staring down at his beloved onigiri enviously. Oh, how he wanted to devour those tasty triangles! Bringing his attention back to the stranger, the boy had to admit that there really were some scary looking people prowling around the area. Making a face, the nodded in agreement, "Probably. It's all based on appearance and attitude here. I guess if someone shows any weakness here, it's kind of like sticking a bloody appendage into a sea full of sharks." Not a very pleasant thought, but it was true. Though, he had to admit that he was surprised that he was asked such a question, "I don't sit with strangers," he let a smile quirk his lips upwards, "but if you give me your name, then yes, you can sit with me." ▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 6:29 pm
мαя¢υѕ νєησя▀ ▄█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█ He laughed at the kid's second comment, smirking softly as he took a few steps over and paid for what he held on his plate. Marcus flashed him his sly little smirk, the one he normally wore instead of a smile. Because Marcus rarely smiled, and if he did it was forced. He was a very unhappy person, most of the time, and that showed in his eyes. He had these narrow, green eyes that pierced through anyone, making him appear as if he did in fact fit right in here. Of course, he wasn't very friendly and was a bit grouchy, he wasn't a terrible person. Well, not entirely. Okay, well slightly. "Sharks who have quick retorts and can beat the s**t out of you." He said with a small eye roll as he stared back at the small kid. He wondered about the boy's age, seeming he did look like he belonged in junior high. But the way he spoke and the way he held himself showed differently. When the kid spoke about his name he let his sarcastic, dry smirk spread on his lips. "Today, my name is Alex. I think tomorrow it'll be Ryan." He always chose normal names like John, or even once he was named Bob. █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█▄▀ Wearing: A vest, a button up shirt, and some jeans. Feeling: Interested, Curious. Doing: Paying for his food. With: Small, blue haired boy.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:47 pm
▂▃▄▅▆▇█ ι'м ησт α ηιcє вσу. gєт тнαт тняσυgн уσυя нєα∂! █▇▆▅▄▃▂ ▦ ▌▍▍▍▎▏▏▐▏▍▐▐ ▍▐ ▍▦ Tetsumori had to agree with him at that, shifting his tray to his right arm as he searched for the right amount of money to pay for his lunch. The people here were... really scary in his opinion. A number of them were able to tower over him, making the boy curse himself for looking so fragile and weak. In reality, he wasn't. The boy wasn't actually that meek either, just preferred to spend most of his time away from others, "And are tall with scary tattoos and piercings." he added in as he placed the money on the counter and took his returned change. He had to pause though, when the male - Alex apparently - spoke about his name. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he brushed it off before pointing to the far table he had his eyes set upon, "I'm going to sit there." he informed the other, making his way over to the table. He didn't like admiting when things didn't make sense to him, but Tetsumori couldn't decipher what the hell the other boy meant by him switching names. "Then shall I just call you Undecided instead?" he inquired with a tilt of his head, pursing his lips in thought. ▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 9:07 am
мαя¢υѕ νєησя▀ ▄█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█ Marcus generally would have smiled at the 'scary tattoos and piercings' remark, but simply shrugged, considering he had both of those. A piercing on his tongue and tattoos on his arm, and of course with those eyes of his he did look like a troublemaker. And, he was in fact a bit of one. Marcus- or, Alex- followed after the blue haired boy, already unwrapping his sandwich with one hand as the plate teetered on his other. He made his seat across from Tetsumori, aware that the other was eying him after he had stated his name for the day. Generally, people were too weirded out to ask about it, and just went with Alex or Ryan, or whatever his name was. "Undecided. I like that." He said sarcastically, of course, though his dry smirk had disappeared as fast as it had come. He was paying attention to his sandwich, now, raising it to his mouth and inspecting it a bit before taking a bite. His movements were cautious, and patient. Like the kind of person who could take all day deciding how to answer a single question. He set the sandwich down after a moment, once again disappointed with the flavor of food from a cafeteria. "Your's, then?" █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█▄▀ Wearing: A vest, a button up, and jeans. Feeling: Interested, Curious. Doing: Eating his food. With: Small, blue haired boy.
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:21 pm
▂▃▄▅▆▇█ ι'м ησт α ηιcє вσу. gєт тнαт тняσυgн уσυя нєα∂! █▇▆▅▄▃▂ ▦ ▌▍▍▍▎▏▏▐▏▍▐▐ ▍▐ ▍▦ Sitting down at the table, Tetsumori placed his food down in front of him, toying with his water bottle mindlessly before raising his eyes to scan over the cafeteria. His dark orbs roved over the entire room for a few moments until he deemed everything safe in side. Then, he squirmed in his seat to look out the window behind him. Safe... Unless he had missed something. A small sense of panic gripped at his chest, causing Tetsumori to swallow harshly and take another glance around the room just to be safe. 'Ah, hopefully everything is okay here.' he thought with a small frown. No, he needed to just calm down. Nothing was here, and nothing was out to kill him again. Shaking his head furiously, Tetsumori turned back to Alex, pausing for only a second as he cradled the water bottle in his palms, "It fits you. But, I'll call you that only if you really agree to it." Tetsumori lifted one of his onigiri to his mouth, nibbling on one of the angles before setting it back down on his plate, licking away a few rice grains from his mouth, "Tetsumori, but most just shorten it down to Mori, since my name is a mouthful to most." He replied quietly, picking up his food to bite at it again in silence. This was... awkward. He wasn't very good at making companions, and actually speaking to people was bordering on an uncomfortable flare in the pit of his stomach. ▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 8:07 am
мαя¢υѕ νєησя▀ ▄█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█ "Alex" left his food on his plate in silence, once again shrouded by pessimistic thoughts that flooded his head. Instead he put his elbows on the table and watched the other boy, quietly observing. He smirked once more when the boy spoke, and finally his gaze moved down to his plate. Undecided. "It's alright. Undecided is interesting. It's ironic. Modern." Marcus played around with the fork on his plate in the uncomfortable silence that wafted around them until the boy spoke again, and then he raised his green eyes to meet his. "Mori it is, then." His voice was dull, bored at the moment. He wasn't very fond of people, but then again he'd rather be talking to someone than be alone. And even sitting with a boy who talked like an adult but looked like a child seemed fine at the moment, so he would deal. Generally people didn't want to be around him because of his sour and bitter moods, and he couldn't blame them. Marcus leaned back into his seat and let his eyes scan the rest of the cafeteria. "How old are you, Mori?" He asked after several moments of awkward silence. When speaking to him his eyes didn't find him until the last word, raising an eyebrow. █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█▄▀ Wearing: A vest, a button up, some jeans. Feeling: Interested, bored. Doing: Being disgusted by cafeteria food(No surprise there) With: Tetsumori
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 2:05 pm
▂▃▄▅▆▇█ ι'м ησт α ηιcє вσу. gєт тнαт тняσυgн уσυя нєα∂! █▇▆▅▄▃▂ ▦ ▌▍▍▍▎▏▏▐▏▍▐▐ ▍▐ ▍▦ After finishing about half of his little rice ball, Tetsumori moved onto his pudding, opening up the sealed wrapper with only a little difficulty before stabbing his spoon through the chocolatly mix, spinning his spoon around twice before pulling away. "Unique as well. You don't see a lot of people walking around with the name 'Undecided' anymore, hm." he replied with a small twitch of his lips. It was... alright, he guessed, speaking to others. He never really did enjoy crowded areas, or friends for that matter. There really was no use for them in his mind. They might just be there to provide some amusement in people's lives, but other than that, there wasn't a reason at all to have them. Tetsumori had to admit that the whole friend factor confused him. Crossing his arms over his chest, The navy eyed boy raised his head, a questioning eyebrow lifted, "You want to know my age?" he inquired with a laugh that died off into a sigh, "Almost seventeen in human years. I age differently." Was his blunt response as he turned back to his pudding and pulling out the spoon and placing it in his mouth, biting down into the piece of flimsy plastic until it cracked. He discarded the spoon immediatly after that, a question coming to mind, "And how old are you? Plus, why do you even want to know about my age?" He asked. ▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 2:38 pm
мαя¢υѕ νєησя▀ ▄█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█ "Such a nice name," Marcus agreed, the corners of his mouth lightly forming a nearly unnoticeable smile. His own food was left alone on his plate, only one bite taken of it and the rest of it left to be thrown away. His emerald eyes were stuck on the boy in front of him, occasionally drifting around the room as his gaze caught on to different things. When the boy let out a rare laugh his eyes darted right back to him, blinking at his question. The liar in him was urging different answers out of his mouth. Sixteen, I could be sixteen today. What about eighteen? Eighteen is an interesting age. "I'm seventeen," He blurted out accidentally, though this wasn't a lie. Out of most things he would say, it just so happened that he didn't lie. "I'm asking because you look like you belong in middle school. You speak like you belong in a retirement home," The redhead's voice was back to it's dull, blunt kind of tone. It held mild interest as he spoke to the kid across from him. "Not meant to be an insult, of course. It makes you seem knowledgeable. Knowledge is impressive."[ █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█▄▀ Wearing: A vest, a button up, and jeans Feeling: Curious, Bored Doing: Sitting With: Tetsumori
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:53 pm
▂▃▄▅▆▇█ ι'м ησт α ηιcє вσу. gєт тнαт тняσυgн уσυя нєα∂! █▇▆▅▄▃▂ ▦ ▌▍▍▍▎▏▏▐▏▍▐▐ ▍▐ ▍▦ Clasping his hands together in front of him, the dark haired boy continued his surveying of the cafeteria, distracted by another staff worker who joined to replenish the food dishes while the other departed. Tetsumori paused when he realized that he had missed something. There was another person he didn't see. His brow furrowed and he tuned everything out for a moment, his pupils slitting as he gazed across the room at the stray staff member. Tetsumori's eyes focused on the table, where the trash was being collected. "Here for approximately ten minutes." he murmured quietly, silently berating himself. How could he have missed that? He had scoped the entire area before he even entered the room. His lips pulled into a frown, but he returned to the slightly offensive statement about him. He made a face and shot the other boy a disapproving look, "Like I said before, I age differently," he repeated with a noncommittal huff, "and elder people speak differently than I do. I just speak with less slang than others." Tetsumori informed with a regretted pout, opening up his water bottle and taking a drink. "I'm full." Tetsumori wriggled in his seat, tapping his fingers against the table gently before gesturing with a nod of his head towards Undecided's plate, "Are you done?" ▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥▤▥
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