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 Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:11 pm
 ooooooooooooo M a r t i n
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo C h e v a l i e r Martin had taken off his shirt and stared at the blood. Hmm...how much would Marty squeal if Martin chose not to wash the blood out? Yeah he was trying not to get involved in the fight outside. Ryan was a pretty cool dude (and he respected the redhead for being good friends with Marty) when he wasn't an exaggerated worrywart and Andee was an awesome girl. And if there was one thing that could screw with Martin's mind, it was emotional crap.
And that emotional crap? Happening right outside the curtain. So no, he was NOT gonna go outside just yet.
Oh HELL to the NO. Times infinity. He was extremely pissed. How DARE Ryan? How DARE he talk about Martin's scars? Marty rarely ever showed skin (and the skin he showed was covered with stage makeup) and Ryan only got to know about them because he'd accidentally walked in on Marty changing (Marty rarely ever locked his door which was why Ryan could get the shirt for him today). Marty's scars (and his own) were private. Hell had it been up to Martin, Ryan wouldn't even know about any of them. AND HE DARED TELL ANDEE ABOUT THEM?!
And then the stupid excuse of Martin being disappointed? Forget this crap, he finished changing and snuck out to the bathroom. He stared at the mirror trying to breath calmly and forget about the insistent urge to punch Ryan. Actually...now that he was staring at the mirror, he was kinda surprised. The eye patch looked totally badass. It was black and reminded him of Andee's pirate comment. Hell yeah, this was a-okay.
When he came out (sneaking back into the table), he'd completely missed the whole "Andee has a crush on him" conversation. He'd made it back just in time for Ryan to ask if he could pull back the curtain. Instead he pulled back the curtain and tried really really hard not to glare at Ryan. "I'm done. And now, I'm gonna go to class." He clutched the curtain and managed to say calmly, "And don't ever bring up my scars to anyone again. They're no one's business but my own and you had no right to tell." Marty? He'd have been embarrassed and ashamed and tried to hide away until people forgot about it. He'd have forgiven Ryan for telling Andee - someone they hadn't even talked to for a week - something so personal and painful. Martin was not that forgiving and he wasn't happy with having his/Marty's secrets being spilled out for no apparent reason.
All he wanted was to find a punch bag and beat the stuffing out of it (no lie, he could do it) and then get the day over with. Maybe find Sierra - she was never afraid of his temper tantrums (not even when he threw stuff) and let him "work it out."
But no. God was laughing at him and decided that Martin had not suffered enough today. All of a sudden Pan was in the nurse's office and Martin's eyes....oh wait no, eye was staring at Pan. He tensed up and waited for Pan to go batshit crazy again. He would have been ready to go after the tiny he-girl in a fair fight if Ryan and Andee weren't standing between the two. "What do you want? An eye not enough for you?" Just one reason. Give him one single reason to lash out at Pan and he'd happily live up to his name of the Beast.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:36 pm
See, I know she loves you
I understand
I probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime
Possibly
Until then old friend
Your secret is safe with me
 Andromeda Fae Bearie Tinkerbell Andee's eyebrow raised in a manner exactly like Cameron's would do at that accusation. How dare he jump to conclusions like that? He had no right, though his point may have been true. "Excusez-moi! My bad. In case you didn't know, I told Martin last night that I'd try to interfere if Pan tried to come after him once again. I'm so sorry that you have to jump to a conclusion without the facts...I wanted to make sure he was alright and give him his work...So, quit being a jerk...."
And, yeah, she had a good reason to say that, he was being a jerk. "AND, you have no right to speak for Martin. You are not him, simple as that. That is a good enough reason for you not to go putting words into other people's mouths!" Yeah, the fairy was on a roll. She didn't know why, but something about Ryan just rubbed her the wrong way. He seemed fine by her that morning, but he seemed awfully protective when it came to Martin. Maybe there was something behind that.
Whatever. She hovered there, livid, wondering if Martin would respond to Ryan. Holy schiz! Martin was pissed off at Ryan? Dude, Andee knew she shouldn't be happy at that, but she couldn't help it. Though, it was way down and wouldn't show on her face. However, any look was soon replaced by an 'oh crap' look as soon as Pol waltzed in. If it was even possible, Andee was angrier. Her first instincts were telling her to go shove Pol out of the room to avoid any further mishaps.
However, something else was telling her that it would be best to drag Martin out of there, if she could. "Yes...Let's go to class Martin...." she stuffed the notes and worksheets in her bag before slinging it over her shoulder. Next, she firmly took his hand and began pulling him with her. "It would be in both of your best interests not to follow...I have good aim with my tools..." She noted with a smile before closing the infirmary door behind them.
Then, she ran, pulling him behind her. True, she could have flown, but it wasn't the same. She needed to feel the burn in her muscles. "Martin...I'm not taking you to class...but first, I need to ask you...Do you mind getting a bit wet? I have an umbrella if you do..." Though, it probably wouldn't have been very smart to use it, she idly thought, due to the recent thunderclap that shook the building.
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:49 pm
 oooooooooooooP o l l y
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo P e r k i n 0000 P E T E R
00000000000P A N
Pol didn't like that Andee was interfering, this was between him and Martin, she was making it harder to apologize then it needed to be. The boy hurried though the door and jumped into the air, flying faster then they could run and quickly catching up with the two. The boy dropped the the ground in front of them and put his hand up.
"Stop! I have something to say."
Pan bent down and took off his left shoe, he ignored Andee as he took out the sole of the shoe and slipped a little knife about the length of his hand out and into plain sight. It was his back up and the teachers hadn't found it when they did a quick search of her person. The boy held the knife by the blade and stepped up to Marty holding the weapon out for him to take, the hilt pointed his way. Pol kept his eyes cast downward and took a moment to think before speaking.
"I'm sorry I hurt you as much as I did. I didn't mean to. I- I was trying to take off some of your ear, not blind you. I know you're mad at me so here."
He pushed the knife closer to the huge guy and looked up at him. The look in his eyes spoke of real shame and sorrow. He stood tall though and waited for the Beast to retaliate. He was giving the man a free cut. What he did was out of line and he recognized that now after the fact. The Kid didn't even look at Andee, there were not on speaking terms right then.
"What I did was stupid and wrong... You deserve to fight back, Just um. If you could avoid My Nose I would appreciate it."
The boy tilted his head a little, braising for the impact that was sure to come. Having a broken nose would suck and Pol didn't want to have to deal with not breathing though her nose for the days it would take to heal.
"All right, go."
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:59 pm
 R Y A N 0000 D .00000 L A P P E T0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000A P O L L O
Ryan froze when Marty yelled at him for talking about his scars. The redhead put a hand up to cover his mouth after he realized what he had done and he immediately felt horrible. He didn't mean to gossip like that! But before he could even tall Marty that he was sorry Andee grabbed the man's hand and whisked him away. Thunder crashed overhead and Ryan gasped, falling back on the bed. He felt even worse the more he thought about the whole situation.
Marty must hate him... He really was over protective and a nuisance and a bad friend. The god, pulled the curtain closed so that he could sit on the table in privacy and think about everything he had done wrong. Tink was probably right that Marty hated him for being such a-a jerk. He needed a snack, chocolate, something...
It was raining now and the rain drops could he heard on the roof... Ryan had the urge to go and stand on his balcony and watch the rain on the grounds... it would be a good way to end his day. The boy walked up to his room slowly and left his shoes inside before he stepped out onto the balcony and felt the full impact of the rain hit him. He was soaked in no time and after a few minutes he sat down and took off his glasses and covered his face with his hands while the cold water battered his exposed body.
"Afghanistan, Kabul; Albania, Tirane; Algeria, Algiers; Andorra, Andorra la Vella; Angola, Luanda; Antigua and Barbuda, Saint John's; Argentina, Buenos Aires; Armenia, Yerevan; Australia, Canberra; Austria, Vienna; Azerbaijan, Baku; The Bahamas, Nassau; Bahrain, Manama; Bangladesh, Dhaka; Barbados, Bridgetown; Belarus, Minsk; Belgium, Brussels; Belize, Belmopan; Benin, Porto-Novo; Bhutan, Thimphu; Bolivia, La Paz (administrative), Sucre (judicial);Bosnia and Herzegovina, Sarajevo; Botswana, Gaborone; Brazil, Brasilia; Brunei, Bandar Seri Begawan; Bulgaria, Sofia; Burkina Faso, Ouagadougou; Burundi, Bujumbura; Cambodia, Phnom Penh; Cameroon, Yaounde; Canada, Ottawa;Cape Verde, Praia; Central African Republic, Bangui;Chad, N'Djamena;Chile, Santiago;China, Beijing;Colombia, Bogota;Comoros, Moroni;Congo, Republic of the Brazzaville
Congo, Democratic Republic of the, Kinshasa;Costa Rica , San Jose;Cote d'Ivoire , Yamoussoukro (official),Abidjan (de facto);Croatia, Zagreb;Cuba, Havana;Cyprus, Nicosia;Czech Republic, Prague;Denmark, Copenhagen;Djibouti, Djibouti;Dominica, Roseau;Dominican Republic, Santo Domingo;East Timor (Timor-Leste), Dili;Ecuador, Quito;Egypt, Cairo;El Salvador, San Salvador;Equatorial Guinea, Malabo;Eritrea, Asmara;Estonia, Tallinn;Ethiopia, Addis Ababa;Fiji, Suva;Finland, Helsinki;France, Paris;Gabon, Libreville;The Gambia, Banjul;Georgia, Tbilisi;Germany, Berlin;Ghana, Accra;Greece, Athens;Grenada, Saint George's;Guatemala, Guatemala City;Guinea, Conakry;Guinea-Bissau, Bissau;Guyana, Georgetown;Haiti, Port-au-Prince;Honduras, Tegucigalpa;Hungary, Budapest;Iceland, Reykjavik;India, New Delhi;Indonesia, Jakarta;Iran, Tehran;Iraq, Baghdad;Ireland, Dublin;Israel, Jerusalem;Italy, Rome;Jamaica, Kingston;Japan, Tokyo;Jordan, Amman;Kazakhstan, Astana;Kenya, Nairobi;Kiribati, Tarawa Atoll;Korea, North, Pyongyang;Korea, South, Seoul;Kosovo, Pristina;Kuwait, Kuwait City;Kyrgyzstan, Bishkek;Laos, Vientiane;Latvia, Riga;Lebanon, Beirut;Lesotho, Maseru;Liberia, Monrovia;Libya, Tripoli;Liechtenstein, Vaduz;Lithuania, Vilnius;Luxembourg, Luxembourg;Macedonia, Skopje;Madagascar, Antananarivo;Malawi, Lilongwe;Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur;Maldives, Male;Mali, Bamako;Malta, Valletta;Marshall Islands, Majuro;Mauritania, Nouakchott;Mauritius, Port Louis;Mexico, Mexico City;Micronesia, Federated States of, Palikir;Moldova, Chisinau;Monaco, Monaco;Mongolia, Ulaanbaatar;Montenegro, Podgorica;Morocco, Rabat;Mozambique, Maputo;Myanmar (Burma), Rangoon (Yangon); Naypyidaw or Nay Pyi Taw (administrative);Namibia, Windhoek;Nauru, no ;Nepal, Kathmandu;Netherlands, Amsterdam; The Hague (seat of government);New Zealand, Wellington;Nicaragua, Managua;Niger, Niamey;Nigeria, Abuja;Norway, Oslo;Oman, Muscat;Pakistan, Islamabad;Palau, Melekeok;Panama, Panama City;Papua New Guinea, Port Moresby;Paraguay, Asuncion;Peru, Lima;Philippines, Manila;Poland, Warsaw;Portugal, Lisbon;Qatar, Doha;Romania, Bucharest;Russia, Moscow;Rwanda, Kigali;Saint Kitts and Nevis, Basseterre;Saint Lucia, Castries;Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, Kingstown;Samoa, Apia;San Marino, San Marino;Sao Tome and Principe, Sao Tome;Saudi Arabia, Riyadh;Senegal, Dakar;Serbia, Belgrade;Seychelles, Victoria;Sierra Leone, Freetown;Singapore, Singapore;Slovakia, Bratislava;Slovenia, Ljubljana;Solomon Islands, Honiara;Somalia, Mogadishu;South Africa, Pretoria (administrative); Cape Town (legislative); Bloemfontein (judiciary);Spain, Madrid;Sri Lanka, Colombo; Sri Jayewardenepura Kotte (legislative);Sudan, Khartoum;Suriname, Paramaribo;Swaziland, Mbabane;Sweden, Stockholm;Switzerland, Bern;Syria, Damascus;Taiwan, Taipei;Tajikistan, Dushanbe;Tanzania, Dar es Salaam; Dodoma (legislative);Thailand, Bangkok;Togo, Lome;Tonga, Nuku'alofa;Trinidad and Tobago, Port-of-Spain;Tunisia, Tunis;Turkey, Ankara;Turkmenistan, Ashgabat;Tuvalu, Vaiaku village, Funafuti province;Uganda, Kampala;Ukraine, Kyiv;United Arab Emirates, Abu Dhabi;United Kingdom, London;United States of America, Washington D.C.;Uruguay, Montevideo;Uzbekistan, Tashkent;Vanuatu, Port-Vila;Vatican City (Holy See) Vatican City;Venezuela, Caracas;Vietnam, Hanoi;Yemen, Sanaa;Zambia, Lusaka;Zimbabwe, Harare"
He spent about twenty minutes out there sitting on the balcony talking to himself. If anyone who didn't know the boy saw this they would think him mad... but he was so disappointed in himself this was the only way to deal with that feeling. Unfortunately not even going though the whole world made him feel any better. He still felt like a bad friend and a worse companion. The sound of thunder bothered him but he didn't care enough to move. The kid laid down on his front to let the rain fall on his back so that he could drowned in a shallow puddle if one would so kindly form around him. It was about fourty minites later that he had to get up... He had to talk to Roxy about this. The kid stood, his clothes and hair soaked, his face red. He walked though his room and back into the hall, leaving his shoes behind.
Roxie had math right then... Regular math. He made his way down the hall and found the room, knocking on the door before just opening it and looking for Rox. she sat near the door which was nice. Ryan looked to the teacher and opened his mouth to say something but it came out different then he meant it to.
"I- I uh. Can I - umm. I need to t-talk to Roxie."
He looked down at his wet socks and walked a couple yards down the hall while he waited for Rox to come out so that the teacher wouldn't be able to see him any more. He felt weird... he knew he looked weird.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 11:33 am
☁☁☁
You sound so innocent
All full of good intent
You swear you know best
But you expect me to
Jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset
I'm not the one who's lost
With no direction, oh
But you'll never see
Delia Roxanne Platt ☽ Artemis ☾  Roxy had left Strategy class right before Sierra. She mentally noted that she should try to talk to her more in the future. The girl was interesting, to say the least. At the moment, however, she was more focused on trying to talk to Ryan. Unfortunately, her brother disappeared before she could get a hold of him. So, the best thing to do was head to her math class.
Eh, Math was alright. It wasn't her most favorite of classes, but it wasn't her least either. No, the Academy's equivalent of Home Ec. was her absolute least favorite. She dreaded that class, to be honest. She didn't want to be all girl-ish and learn how to cook and sew! However, the Academy made her take it because Artemis was also the goddess of childbirth. Eww!
She'd have to suck it up. It was her last class of the day, and she was already dreading it once again. The only thing good about having home ec. last was that she had the rest of the day free to detox from it. Plus, it was also the last time she'd have to be in that stupid classroom until Monday. Ah, the joys of an A/B schedule.
The crazy math teacher's incessant droning was interrupted by a knock at the door. She turned to look and see who it was. Ah! Ryan! Wait a minute, he was sopping wet and he wanted to see her. She didn't wait for the teacher's approval, for he knew it would happen with or without permission, to gather up her things and head out into the hall to catch up with him.
"Ryan! What's wrong? I know something's wrong...Tell me..." With that, she wrapped her free arm around her brother's wet figure, holding him in a half hug.
You're so busy makin' maps
With my name on them in all caps
You've got the talkin' down, just not the listening
And who cares if you disagree
You are not me
Who made you king of anything
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died
And made you king of anything
☁☁☁
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 1:21 pm
R Y A N 0000 D .00000 L A P P E T0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000A P O L L O
Ryan felt his sister's arm around him and he wanted to tell her what happened. He really, really did. But he wasn't sure how now. The redhead walked a little ways with the girl until they were in a less used hallway and he could lean up against the wall. and slip down to a sitting position. His but of the floor his back on the wall, his feet straight out in front of him. He took a moment to line up his thoughts into an organized and easy to talk about pattern, choosing time as the force that he would exploit to get his point across to the one girl he had been able to talk to for the past couple years.
"Ok. So I found Marty after class but I was waiting for him at his next class and Pol just dropped from the ceiling and I was right there! And I couldn't do anything! And she had a knife and she stabbed Marty in the eye. "
Ryan took a breath this wasn't even the part that upset him the most.
"And then Andee, showed up and pinned Pol against the wall and I tried to to keep Marty from doing something he might regret. So He was standing there his face literally gushing blood and Then I get him to go to the nurse and We fix up his eye and He'll be fine so long as he keeps it dry and warm and wrapped... And then I wrap it really well but Andee shows up and I go and get Marty a new shirt because his is bloody and He likes to look nice, and when I get back his eye is unwrapped and he's just wearing a little eye patch and it's not going to heal as well if he doesn't keep it wrapped and Andee tells me I'm a bad friend and I try to fix Marty again and he wont let me and... And I told Andee about his scars because I was trying to explain to her why it was so important that I keep his head wrapped but Marty just got angry that I told his secret and Andee said I was a bad friend and Marty didn't correct her and he left with her before I could do anything or say anything and so then I heard that it was raining and because it was raining I went up to my room and took off my shoes, I didn't want to ruin my shoes, and It was raining and I was on the balcony because I'm a bad friend and I went though the whole world but I didn't feel better Roxy."
Ryan covered his face and counted in his head he needed to not freak out. He needed to just stop freaking out now. Roxy was there she would know what to do, she would fix this. Roxy was a very smart girl when it came to this kind of thing.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 4:38 pm
☁☁☁
You sound so innocent
All full of good intent
You swear you know best
But you expect me to
Jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset
I'm not the one who's lost
With no direction, oh
But you'll never see
Delia Roxanne Platt ☽ Artemis ☾ Roxy kept pace beside Ryan as he remained quiet. She knew sometimes it took him a while to put his thoughts together. She could wait. When he decided it was time to stop, she let him sit and get 'comfortable' before she sat down beside him.
What he was first telling her was a bit confusing. She knew that Pol was upset about last night, but she didn't think he'd make the kid go partially blind. Plus, she thought cutting off someone's hand was more of a Peter Pan thing to do. Anyways, eww. It was a bit much. However, once her brother continued, it became more clear that the kid didn't actually lose an eye, but could have.
Andee? So, Sierra was right. The pixie apparently had been against Pol in that situation. Who'da thought? Well, the more Roxy thought about it, the more it made sense. Tink did run off to Hook after Pan banished her because of her attempt to get Wendy killed. This was kinda like the same thing, except more of a real life version. Kinda.
Some bits of his story didn't sound right. Like, the fact that he said that Andee called him a bad friend twice. She didn't think the Fairy was one to call names. So, that was a bit off. Also, it seemed like he had gotten upset and defensive at the time, so that would have been the way he took it, unfortunately.
"Ryan...You aren't a bad friend....I know that much....You do get a bit touchy and insistent on some things...but that doesn't make you a bad friend, no matter what anyone else says...." She thought she'd clarify that bit up first. "However, you did step over the line just a bit with the whole secret exposing. I know it was just to get your point across...but you have to put a filter in your brain to keep the secrets just that, secrets..." She added, trying to give him advice. "And, I know you meant well with trying to keep his eye all bandaged up, but it's not your decision to make...You have to let people make those choices, stupid or not...You wouldn't want to be forced to do anything that made you uncomfortable, right?" She really hoped this was all helping. Honest.
You're so busy makin' maps
With my name on them in all caps
You've got the talkin' down, just not the listening
And who cares if you disagree
You are not me
Who made you king of anything
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died
And made you king of anything
☁☁☁
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:33 pm
R Y A N 0000 D .00000 L A P P E T0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000A P O L L O
"I know it was wrong of me to tell now. That's why she was right... I didn't mean to and now she knows and she totally has a crush on Marty too and he's going to fall in love with her and we'll never be able to hang out again because they both hate me now... Plus having your eye banged to prevent further injury and maximize comfort and healing isn't forcing him to do something he doesn't want to. It's necessary, just like having a cast is necessary when you break your arm. Having only a temporary splint will heal eventually yes, but it won't heal as well or as quickly."
The boy brought a knee up to his chest and ran his right hand though his hair before tugging on it a little. He was trying to think about how to tell Roxy that it was his decision... but nothing really came up.
"Marty is... well. He's my best friend. And I think I should be able to tell him when he's doing something that will hurt him in the long run... Like hanging out with Andee. That's going to hurt him in the long run."
The redhead brought his other knee up to his torso and wrapped his arms around them. He just didn't feel good about any of this. Marty was not suppose to run off with a girl. And no body was suppose to tell him how to take care of his friends. Andee was just getting all up in his way.
"She's going to get him hurt and he needs me Rox."
Or at least Ryan thought that the guy needed him. They always relied on each other, having this girl just come in and think that she could ruin the relationship they had going was making Ryan a little well... Almost a little crazy. In the best sense of the word.
"He doesn't even know how much he needs me. "
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 7:37 pm
ooooooooooooo S i e r r a
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo V a n T a s s e l l Sierra waited for Bianca to compose herself a little better before checking her watch. "Ah. Well we still have time before our next class starts. I would like to go to the nurse's office..." she paused. "Join me. I would like to see if Martin is there." Regardless of Bianca's facial expression, she said, "Pol attacked Martin in the hallway earlier, did you know? I think it was a cowardly thing she did, trying to cut his eye with a dagger. I suppose she must have flown above him to surprise him; Martin is quite good at dodging attacks." She and Bianca started walking together towards the nurse's office.
If she could ignore her intense anger towards Bianca, she could (in the tiniest part of her mind) admit that the girl wasn't that bad. And the changes that were occurring were strange. Sierra was curious as to what brought them about but knew they weren't close enough to talk about it. Or maybe...maybe this was all a trick. But why? Irg, this was annoying. Sierra would just have to watch Bianca even more to see the VonStumph's true motives.
And, though she'd never say it, she was trying to keep Bianca busy. Ayden was gone and she wasn't sure where Schraeder was. For this reason, she had to keep Bianca from locking herself up in her room and bawling like a child. If they were going to get along to find out what happened to Ayden, then Sierra would have to do her best to keep Bianca from getting depressed. That meant keeping Snow White distracted.
However, they never made it to the nurse's office. The two girls turned a corner and heard what Pol was saying to Andee and Martin. "Oh God," she muttered. Pol was an idiot of extreme proportions. She watched as Martin reached out to take the dagger and was fearing for Pan's life. "Martin!" She nearly stumbled as she got closer to the three in the hall. "Give that to me."
"And why should I?" Sierra bit her lip and glared at Martin. She ignored the dangerous glint in his eye and stated, "Think Martin, I know you're capable of it." He glared at her and tightened his hold on the dagger. Had Sierra been anyone else, she would have run away for her life. Instead, she said, "You know Pan just wants absolution from this whole mess. He wants to prove that he had a reason for doing what he did. And instead of being the innocent victim, the teachers will blame you. This is a ploy that will only get you in more trouble with the teachers," she said coldly. Her eyes softened as she looked at his face, "You idiot...you are not allowed to get hurt like that. Do you hear me?"
Martin's glare softened. He knew that Sierra was just worried for him...she always had been and was always the one to clean up his messes. "I'm not giving you the dagger, but I'm not going to keep it either. We'll," he referred to himself and Andee, "go and give this to a teacher." He patted the fairy (a little roughly) on the back. "You worry too much." Surprisingly, this was said with a little affection in his tone; when Ryan did it, it was plain annoying. When Sierra did it, it was comforting (and dude, she was able to do it without panicking or crying like a wimp - awesome girl right there). He dropped his arm, and whatever worry Sierra had disappeared under the angry expression; their defenses were back up again for the crowd around them. "I'm feeling a bit antsy. We'll talk later." Sierra nodded.
He glared at the ignored Peter Pan and spit out, "I don't care that you're sorry. Sorry doesn't change the past. You're not forgiven." Now that he'd said his piece, he was ready to escape with Andee...where was that place she was talking about? Martin looked back at Andee and said, "Let's get out of here. Wherever you're thinking of heading is better than being here," he told her.
Sierra watched Pan. She hoped that Pol wouldn't follow the two sophomores...she wasn't in any condition to go running after anyone.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 8:34 pm
See, I know she loves you
I understand
I probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime
Possibly
Until then old friend
Your secret is safe with me
Andromeda Fae Bearie Tinkerbell Andee froze and attempted to glare a hole in Pol's face because apparently the guy was stupid enough to chase after them. Seriously, there had been enough bloodshed for the day. Wait, really? Another knife? Seriously, the teachers should have searched Pan throughly enough to catch that one. Plus, apparently the kid thought that letting Martin wound him back would make them even. AS IF!
Additionally, it was extremely bad for Pol to reveal his actual intentions with the attack earlier. Like Martin would have been reassured at that. No, if anything, personally, it would have fueled the fire. It certainly fueled her anger at him. No! She couldn't let Martin retaliate. That would just mean more trouble. However, she knew it would be hard for her to stop him on her own. Well, nearly impossible, actually, but still. Andee tensed as Martin reached out to take the dagger.
Luckily, Sierra just rounded the corner. Last night was indication enough for the blonde to know that Martin and Sierra had a bond. Maybe she could convince him not to listen to Pan. Woah, a bit of a scary glare from Martin. Yeah. She thought about sidestepping just a tad, but decided against it. Ah, Sierra was able to get her point across, and that glare eased up a bit.
Oh, that was unexpected. Sure, she'd go with him to turn the dagger into a teacher, but the pat on the back was what took her off guard the most. She managed to keep her footing, surprisingly. "Dude, I wasn't coughing up a lung or anything...but thanks..." She stated with a small smirk.
Though, she was glad that he did pat her on the back. She hoped he took her statement well. Anyways, Pan got told that he wouldn't be forgiven. It was no less than he should have expected. And, since he hadn't even looked at her, Andee couldn't even find it in herself to feel sorry for Pan. Her thoughts were quickly diverted from her fairytale counter part as Martin suggested that she continue leading them off.
That was something she had no issue doing. "Bye Sierra, Bianca...." she said, looking at each in turn, even giving Sierra a bright smile. Now, she was leading Martin somewhere she hadn't taken anyone else before. A senior had told her about this place her freshman year. He was a shop student, and he was leaving. She was taken under his wing and was taught all she knew by this kid.
Anyways, she was taking him to the old barn where the school stored all the old shop equipment. Andee liked to hide out there when stressed or when Cam was distracted by Lil or Scarlet. She was slowly trying to patch it up, as there were some holes in the side. The school still had it hooked up to electricity, so she could use the outdated equipment as she pleased. In all, it was her escape place. She loved it. After a bit of talking while out in the rain, they arrived to the secluded barn. "Ta da!"
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 10:07 pm
 { // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. Cameron didn't so much as bat an eyelash as a clap of thunder that held enough force to leave the building quivering in much the same manner as Scarlet had begun to sounded, on account of his mind being far too preoccupied with attempting to make sense of Lilith's confession. She couldn't possibly mean that, could she? Of course not, she could never feel that way about him. She was obviously toying with his emotions, and as much as he hated to admit it, she was doing a damn fine job of it. However, her refusal to let go of his hand throughout her admission left him doubtful of that presumption.
He gave a quiet laugh, shaking his head. “Who gave you the right to judge whether I want something or not?” Though his words were a tad on the harsh side, he spoke them softly and offered her a smile that blatantly stated her conclusion couldn't be further from the truth, entwining their fingers to reinforce the notion.
“I don't think you remember who you're talking to, Lili,” he jeered lightly. Whatever gave her the assumption that she was undeserving was beyond him – if anything, he was the one who wasn't worthy. “I'm sure that you could do much better than a lowlife like me.” he snorted with a grin; she was the Red Queen, after all. She was entitled to whatever her heart desired as far as he was concerned, and he couldn't even begin to comprehend why it would ever desire him.
Scarlet had quickly recovered from the scare she'd gotten in favor of paying attention to the display unfolding in front of her, watching them anxiously, chewing on her bottom lip in anticipation. After deeming a moment of silence to be far to long, she whispered excitedly to Cam, “What are you doing? Kiss her!” as she saw it very fitting to do such.
Cam rolled his eyes, but figured he may as well, and leaned in to kiss Lilith on the corner of her mouth, pulling away with a smirk as he glanced back to Scarlet. “Happy?”
“Very!” she nodded enthusiastically, her bright smile a stark contrast to the gloom outside the window. She had probably been awaiting the perfect moment to influence the situation with help from the knowledge she'd obtained recently by means of reading through the various stacks of books that lay scattered about his room, he thought with a snort.
“Ahem,” the teacher cleared his throat dramatically from the front of the room, eyeing Cam and Lilith in particular. “Acting out a part of a play, are we?” he inquired, the hint that the answer should be nothing short of a yes evident in his tone.
Cam sighed irritably, looking to him with a raised eyebrow as if he were insane to think otherwise. “But of course,”
At this, Scarlet was only further confused. They had both sounded so sincere, she didn't think for a moment that they were faking it; her disappointment was signified by her smile falling, glancing between the two.
Cameron shook his head at her, in turn causing her to perk up again; he desperately hoped that Lilith would be able to deduce that he'd been completely serious about the matter, giving her hand another squeeze before he looked to her with a wide grin. He kept their hands linked as he got out of his seat and lowered himself to the ground on one knee, looking up at her. “Lili...” he started, his collected composure threatening to crack, “Will you be my... partner, in a skit I'm doing for Drama class?” he finished with a smirk, glancing back to the teacher from the corner of his eyes. May as well ask her now that he'd gotten the opportunity.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 10:27 pm
oooooooooooooP o l l y
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo P e r k i n 0000 P E T E R
00000000000P A N
Pol was done. He was done trying to deal with this kind of bullshit. He was done listening and he was done acting. The boy didn't say another word to any of the characters before he left into the air and raced back to his room. He was done here. Done forever. The kid dug though his closet taking out the suitcase he had arrived with. It was green and dusty and empty. In only a few minutes though Pan packed his bag and was ready to go. It was raining really bad when he opened up his balcony door and took off into the sky.
Lightning could be seen over head and Peter flew high, ignoring the cold wetness that washed over him. He flew into the woods near the middle of the darkest part of the forest. It was there that he decided he would hide out until they all forgot about him. This was the lost boy's hide out. create generations ago by who knows who. It was the best kept secret in the school and Pan entered though a trap door sliding down into the main room. It was dark when he got in but with the help of a candle the kid found the switch board and turned on the lights. He was soaked though and through but he felt safer now. No one would come looking for him here, it was like his safe place.
The boy took the dust cover off of the kind sized bed that was rightfully his. He folded the cover and shoved it under the mattress before undressing and wrapping a towel around himself so that he could dry off. His wet clothes hung from the ceiling and He changed into a pair of green flannel pajamas.
Nothing is more comforting then a pair of green flannel pajamas. He was a little cold though so he decided that a fire would be nice. Peter arranged a few logs in the fireplace and lit them. The chimney system dispersed the smoke in such a way that the location of the hide out could not be found from it which always amazed Pan. It was like a bunch of tubes. that let loose only a little bit of smoke all over the forest. Mostly into the ground.
Once the fire was nice and warm Pan crawled into bed ready to forget the day and sleep for the rest of forever. Of course he wouldn't be able to sheep that long, he would have to put another log on the fire in a couple hours, but he liked thinking that he would never have to get up ever again.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 11:16 pm
Now
Got your tummy all in knots
No way
I don’t need no pillow talk
No, no
You’re gonna need a new compass
To follow me now I’m gone
Hey
Tell me are you in or are you out
Give you something to talk about
On the edge of doubt
 Lilith Cosette Petran The Red Queen Lilith watched him carefully. Yes, she noted that Scarlet had begun shaking as a result of the thunder, but that was only in her peripheral vision. No, her eyes were locked on his for the moments it took him to assess what she had said. She was biting her lip the whole time.
Finally, he laughed quietly and shook his head. Her eyebrow raised at that. Wait, what? Yes, his words had a bit of a bite to them, but it didn't effect her. No, that smile is what got her, and bad. It was almost like that one smile alone was telling her how wrong she was. He intertwined their fingers together soon after, and Lilith could have sworn that there were actual butterfly's floating about in her stomach.
Oh, she had it bad, something that Logical Lil was enraged about. It was too late to reverse anything. Lilith was past the point of no return, and was hopelessly lost. No, there was no way that she didn't remember who she was talking to, she couldn't forget the way he was even if she wanted to.
At his self criticism, Lilith winced much like she had the night before up on the roof. "Cam....you're not a lowlife...stop saying stuff like that...please..." She pleaded. She couldn't stand it when he said such things. Why on earth would he believe such utter nonsense. Probably his life before the Academy, and that fact made Lil quite upset.
However, before she knew it, Scarlet had erupted from her bout of silence to urge Cam to kiss her. It was probably best that her blush had remained on her cheeks, for it would have came back at that statement anyways. It would have doubled at Cam's following through with the request. The corner of her mouth that he had decided to kiss turned upwards in a sort of half smile. This smile actually reached the Queen's eyes despite the fact that it wasn't a full blown grin. That was rare.
Not too long after that, unfortunately, the teacher decided to interrupt, and Lil nearly shot the rude man a harsh glare. But, she couldn't find it in herself to do so, no, not at the moment. No, she had landed rather hard back into reality. Cam had confirmed to the teacher that they were acting out a part in a play, and it felt as if she had been smacked upside the head with a cinder block. The crimson had also left her cheeks rather quickly. Logical Lil took the opportunity to utter an 'I told you so'.
What was this? It felt hard to breathe for a moment. He...He couldn't have been acting the whole time...right? The same shock crossed Scarlet's face, and she too directed her gaze at Cam for an answer. Lil found it easier to inhale once Cam shook his head to signify that he wasn't, in fact, acting at all. Now, it was Lovey Lil's chance to utter that oh so loved phrase.
He squeezed her hand once again, and that blush returned. Wait, what the hell was he doing? Why was he getting down on one knee? What the? Oh! Okay, he was asking her to be in a skit with him for drama while looking like he was proposing. Cute. She leaned forward a bit, so their faces were closer. "I will gladly be your partner.....In your drama skit..." She stated with a bright smile before leaning over a bit more, brushing his hair away from his forehead with her free hand (there was no way she was going to let go of his hand at the current moment) and kissed his forehead.
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Make you fall like domino
Oh baby boy
Make you fall like domino
You don’t have a choice
From LA to New York
I don’t want a trail of hearts
Play you like a game tonight
Watch you fall down, down, down just like…
Dominos
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:10 pm
{ // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. Cameron frowned as Lilith visibly flinched in response to his self directed denouncement, his eyebrows drawing together when she begun to plead him to refrain from making any further remarks in regards to how he viewed his self worth. She'd reacted in much the same way the night before after he had made a similar comment, but he'd been quick to write it off as her being deprived of sleep.
He had failed to consider Lilith's feelings on the matter, nor had he realized that she would even care about something as trivial as his esteem. He couldn't understand why she would make it out to be such a big deal, but if it really bothered her that much, he would give up the habit in a heartbeat (or, at least, he'd try to) if it would appease her.
“I'm sorry...” he trailed off, his apology sounding more akin to a question than a statement due to his uncertainty of her reasoning for being so upset. “I'll stop,”
After he'd pulled away from her, the corner of her mouth that he'd pecked under the orders of Queen Alice begun to turn up in a small smile. He found being under the command of a hierarchy with the maturity of a ten year old rather ironic, but the thought was repressed as he caught the way the Red Queen's features had lit up on account of the curve of her lips, which only he could be held responsible for.
Needless to say, Cynical Cam was left brooding over the turn of events whilst Confident Cam was laughing in his face, not abashed in the least. Sure, he may have been a bit overbearing what with spiting the other so vigorously with his latest achievement, but he felt justified in his behavior considering how Cynical Cam had acted beforehand. That would teach him to underestimate his cocky counterpart.
Cam, however, couldn't be bothered with their constant bickering as he was much too busy with scrutinizing Lilith. She really wore happiness far better than her usual nonchalance, he thought, unable to resist the urge to return the smile.
He looked up at her as she leaned towards him, accepting his proposal of sorts before brushing his hair from his forehead and planted a kiss on his newly exposed skin.
For a fleeting moment, Cameron thought that he may have found his new addiction.
The lovesick grin he had earlier that morning had returned with a vengeance, and he couldn't possibly care less if she saw it or not. He'd already made his feelings blatantly obvious over the course of the period, so there was hardly any use in trying to cover them up anymore. He took her hand that she used to sweep his bangs to the side in his free one, lacing their fingers together and craned his neck to kiss her nose, pulling away as he rose from the floor.
He released one of her hands as he replaced himself in his seat, holding onto her other and looked over towards the teacher challengingly, smirking broadly. The teacher merely scoffed, grumbling something about how they had a perfect grasp on the concept of all that was nonsensical as it was, they didn't need him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:57 pm
Now
Got your tummy all in knots
No way
I don’t need no pillow talk
No, no
You’re gonna need a new compass
To follow me now I’m gone
Hey
Tell me are you in or are you out
Give you something to talk about
On the edge of doubt
Lilith Cosette Petran The Red Queen Lilith noted that it seemed like Cam was a bit confused at her request. Gah, he was nearly as bad as she was. The both of them had went on about how they didn't deserve each other. Well, if it was anyone but the Wonderlandians, it wouldn't have made much sense. However, It made perfect sense for Cam and Lil to view things that way due to the fact that they didn't tend to make sense, they weren't supposed to either.
So, it was a bit cute. She gave him a small smile when he said he'd stop, a bit grateful that he hadn't made her do the same. No, she still didn't think that she deserved him. That was mainly Logical Lil's fault at this point. She kept pointing out how horrible Lilith would probably be to him. After all, she had had no issues tearing down any of the others that she had dated, why should Cam be any different?
Easy, she actually liked him. The others hadn't held any sway over her. They never made her feel the way that Cam did. Lil actually would have been oblivious to that fact still if it hadn't been for the kiss they shared earlier. Yes, that had helped free Lovey Lil, and all the emotions that came with her. It was a good thing, but also a terrible one. She had never felt more confused. Lilith didn't like to be confused.
Plus, every minute she was with Cam, or even thought of him, Lovey Lil grew stronger. Logical Lil was beginning to worry. Lilith looked at him as she pulled away from kissing his forehead. There was a lovestruck grin plastered on his face, and it didn't look like it was going anywhere soon. That made her smile all the more. Actually, she wouldn't be surprised if her grin matched his.
The butterfly's returned as he grabbed her other hand as well, lacing their fingers together again, and he kissed her on the nose. Normally, Lilith wasn't up for feeling like an idiot, but she'd let it slide for now. No, she felt too happy at the same time to really care.
Lil hadn't wanted him to release her other hand, but it was understandable. They still had an audience, one of the two other people in the room wasn't too happy with the scene that had unfolded. The other was bound to be ecstatic. Yes, Scarlet was the best audience member by far.
Lilith was very tempted to scoot her desk next to his, or pull his closer. However, she realized it would be pretty pointless at this time, class was bound to be over soon. Speaking of which, she idly wondered how things were going to go after class ended. Yes, they had a twenty minute break between second and third to give the students time for a snack or something and Lil was wondering what would happen then. There was no way she could just ignore all that just happened despite the fact that Logical Lil desperately wanted that to happen.
Also, her third period was an all sophomore class. Cam wouldn't be in there with her. Thus, that meant that they had to let go of each other's hands sometime soon. Something Lil wasn't sure she wanted to do.
Make you fall like domino
Oh baby boy
Make you fall like domino
You don’t have a choice
From LA to New York
I don’t want a trail of hearts
Play you like a game tonight
Watch you fall down, down, down just like…
Dominos
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