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 Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:17 am
Kallisto was walking slowly, in the general direction of the other students, with her arms crossed over her chest. While not in a particularly pleasant mood, she'd managed to at least keep the glare from her eyes as she met the gazes of those around her.
Upright and proud, she weaved her way through the crowds not really caring if she fell in with a group of her classmates of not. She just wanted to get to the next class and hopefully completely calm down. Kallisto only hoped the next professor was nothing like Bardane.
As it was, she was so absorbed in her thoughts she would tromp right past Raelyn if she didn't start paying attention to where she was going.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 1:27 pm
Stopping a few inches from the class Yalitza tilts her head slightly. The wings on Raelyn caught her attention more then anything. Walking up to class she nods to the teacher before slipping inside the room. She was nervous as this would be the first time she be in class with her fellow classmates. So she didn't want to mess up at all.
Taking a seat towards the back alittle she pull her hair up into a ponytail as she pulled out her reading glasses. Glancing around the room she was eager to see what they would be working on.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 8:29 am
 Aysel stared for a moment at Bardane, sympathy briefly crossing her face before she bowed her head respectfully to him. "I will keep that in mind, Professor. Thank you for a very...interesting class." If one was to judge by the glint in her gaze, she was nowhere near done speaking with him..oh, no. She fully intended to seek him out, next free period, and speak more to him. Even if she didn't approve of some aspects- alright, most aspects- of how he handled things, he was an intrigue to her..the sort of Empyrean she could talk and debate with for hours on end. But now was not the time for that. She nodded at the Professor's command, and then jumped as she felt a hand on her shoulder, immediately tensing. As she recognized Lior, however, she smiled, and then even moreso as she heard the delightful sound of her lover's voice...accompanied, of course, by worries and a mild irritation toward her. She hung back a bit as Lior hugged her, strangely finding herself not jealous in the least...and then stepped forward to kiss the girl's cheek. After murmuring a soft hello, she turned to Lior and commented "Of course you can walk with us, Lior. The more the merrier." With another smile, she slipped her hand into Antigone's (giving it a gentle and hopefully reassuring squeeze) and offered her other hand to him. "C'mon...we don't want to be late."
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 12:03 pm
 Antigone wrapped her warm fingers around Aysel's hand, leaning over to give her a soft kiss upon the lips after she had pulled back from the much-needed hug Lior had offered her. "Come along then, my darlings," she fairly sang out, hooking an arm around Lior's waist. "We have classes to get to, and I'd rather avoid being late this time." Without once glancing over to Bardane, the Sanguine began to lead the other's out of the room. Everything seemed right now, with Aysel by her side, and with one of her classmates being so understanding.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 12:38 pm
Lior looked pleased when offered the chance to walk with the two curls, putting one hand in Aysel's, before laughing softly as one of Anti's arms curled around his waist. "I feel so loved," he said happily, guiding them down the hallway, remembering how his map had gone that showed him where each classroom was.
Upon spotting Raelyn, the Sanguine smiled broadly at her and gave a flourishing bow. "Good day, Professora," Lior said rather merrily.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 10:37 am
Yambati didn't seem to much mind whether Raelyn was welcoming or as stoic as Bardane had been. He nodded, brusquely, in greeting and walked towards the classroom.
He paused, though, seeing Lior. He remembered the boy from the whole mess around the love potion. He hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him since, which he regretted. But...
Unsure of how he was supposed to approach him when he was surrounded by two girls who must've been his friends, Yambati shifted his weight uneasily.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 10:49 am
As the students began to trickle down the hall towards her class Raelyn smiled and waved both dainty hands at them. "Hello hello, little ones! Art Class this way! Come along then! Find yourself seats and get comfortable!" She called in a soft, crystaline voice. When Lior offered his flourished bow of greeting, Raelyn giggled to herself and bowed in return, her wings fluttering prettily around her. "Come in, won't you students?" Raelyn murmured a little self-consciously.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 3:06 pm
Kallisto looked up, frowning. Art class? Looking around, she spotted her classmates ducking into the room that Raelyn stood in front of. If they were going there, then she should probably do likewise. At least art class sounded theraputic.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:00 pm
Art class. Aysel couldn't help but to smile happily, her fingers subconciously going to the small journal-book tucked into a pocket. She bowed her head breifly to the Professora, freeing her hand momentarily from Antigone's to wave to her, and then grabbing for the hand she'd previously held. Her eyes went to the Professora's wings, and she blinked curiously. Like a butterfly..interesting. What does this say of her..? She stifled the urge to scribble down notes on first-impressions, choosing instead to move forward into the classroom. This was one class she was looking forward to a lot...although she did fret that she would make a bad first impression herself. She didn't want Professora Raelyn to think badly of her, especially when art was so important to her...
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 7:12 pm
"Lior, you're probably hard-pressed to find a day where you don't feel loved," Antigone teased, waving to the professora as well, when Aysel let go of her hand to do the same thing. Honestly, the professra was simply adorable. Antigone had no particular interest in art- outside of Aysel's drawing, of course- but this class would be fun. She took an immediate liking to the delicate, ethereal teacher.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:47 pm
 Grave hurried down the hall. He couldn't wait any longer for Torrid or he'd be late for class himself. He felt slightly comforted that Euphrasia was tending to the injured Choleric's hands, but still felt worried. He hadn't had a chance to talk to him alone, to find out how Torrid was doing. Grave caught sight of Raelyn fluttering before a door in the long, curving hallway and bee-lined for her, cutting through clusters of protesting students unawares. "I'm not late yet, am I, Professora?" Grave asked worriedly. The Professora smiled at him kindly and shook her solken hair. Grave looked relieved and ducked into the class looking for a place to sit.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:25 pm
Watching her fellow classmates file into the classroom, Yalitza watch each of them for a moment. She learn that by studying a person you learn more about them. Pulling a notebook from her bag, then her quill she place them in front of her. Glancing back up she frigets with her bracelets, she was eager to have class start. Pushing her blue hair from her face she was wondering if the boy from the library would come to class today. He seem pretty nice, and she knew he was easy to talk to.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:35 pm
Lior slid his way into the classroom with Antigone and Aysel, flashing a grin at the teacher for a moment, before looking at Anti as she spoke. "Very true, very true," he said, looking rather proud. "So, my lovelies, where shall we sit for this delightfully fun class, hm?" He glanced around, humming thoughtfully.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 7:02 pm
"Well, Ay-love an artist, so I think she'd be pleased if we sat up front... Neh, love?" the Sanguine female asked, looking over to her Melancholy lover, one of her hands coming up to toy with a lock of Aysel's silky hair. "I'm not any good at art myself, though perhaps I'll learn through osmosis, sitting nearer the professra?" she suggested with a laugh.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 11:04 am
Two more students, however, were here to make their appearance. The first was Dariyn, and he was being puched along by a taller Melancholy male, with dark eyes and silver hair. "C'mon, cute stuff...don't want to be late to art now do you?"
"Zethyr!!!" Dariyn's cheeks were flushing brilliantly, incredibly embarrassed by the other's behaviour...and the fact that the other didn't seem to care HOW much attention they garnered...in fact that seemed to be the entire purpose of this foolish exercise.
"There you go, m'lad...now you can go sit down wherever you want." Zethyr allowed his prey to escape and his eyes scanned the others present...seeming to be looking for something in particular.
Dariyn immediately scuttled towards the back. Dammit all...why did THAT guy have to decide to act like a big brother? An incredibly ANNOYING big brother at that. Also...where was Morrow? The Phlegm hadn't had a chance to go get him, as Zethyr had cut him off in the hallway.
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