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 Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 10:49 pm
One guy looked over from another table. "What are you weirdos talking about?" he asked.
He began checking Summer out.
Mr. Stonewell didn't notice or care that Sangre sat on the floor. He finished taking attendance.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 10:52 pm
(Summer: *dodges machete and kicks mayham* Ya i love fighting.
Me: Oh no not again. *hids in bomb shelter with sangre.*)
"Maybe you can but sometimes i can't and thats the sad truth. I have to eat to survive you know." Summer said knowing Sangre new what she meant. "So kyle did you do your homework this time?" she asked. "None of your business." Summer said to the guy with a wink and a smile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 10:54 pm
((Me: *punches Summer in the face* You wanna fight, you got a fight, you bloodsucking vamp!
Sangre: *blinks over at Zania* Oh... hi there.))
Sangre merely gazed at her book for a moment, her expression unreadable.
Then she sighed and closed it, standing up and setting down on the far corner of Maxwell's desk.
"Excuse me for a moment," she breathed. "I'm going to the bathroom."
Then she left, closing the door softly behind her.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 10:57 pm
(Summer: *staggers backward then slams Mayham against wall* You said the magic word blood
Me: Hello *stared at Sangre*)
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 10:58 pm
Kyle glared at the guy who was checking out Summer.
Maxwell walked to the front of the classroom and told everyone to be quiet. He then told everyone to take out Hamlet so that they could go over Act 6.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:00 pm
"Kyle did you do your homework?" She asked again grinning when she saw his glare. "So whats your name anyway?" Summer asked the guy.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:01 pm
((Mayhem: *snarls and yanks Summer off, switching positions* And you said the magic word: Magic!
Sangre: *sighs* Gah Mayhem... that's lame... *looks over at Zania* ...Uh... ya need something hun?))
Sangre stepped into the bathroom, making sure that no one else was in there before unzipping her half-hoodie.
"You say you have to eat to survive..." she breathed softly. "The sad thing is though..."
Slowly, she took it off, revealing a shirt that had a long sleeve on the right, but no sleeve on the left.
"I don't."
A pulsing, angry, swirling tattoo was on her arm, twitching and glowing as if it were alive, as if it were spreading.
She sighed, raising her injured hand to grab the tattooed one, hiding some of the markings from view.
"And it's all because of this..."
((What're you waiting for, Summer? Go follow her!))
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:06 pm
(Summer: *kicks Mayham in the knee* No such thing as magic
Me: Yah do you have a golf club?)
(Summer is coming)
"I'll be right back Kyle." she said. "Hold out on giving me your name." Summer said to the guy as she got up and followed after Sangre. She walked into the bathroom were Sangre was and called out, "Sangre i'm here for that talk."
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:08 pm
"Yes I did" Kyle replied
"So, will anyone explain what happened in Act 6?" Mr. Stonewell asked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:12 pm
((Sangre: O.O Oh dear...
Me: *explodes and starts pounding the living daylights out of Summer with the butt of the machete* DON'T LIE! YES THERE IS! YES THERE ******** IS!!!!
Sangre: *sighs and shakes her head then looks back to Zania, raising an eyebrow* Why on earth do you need a golf club?))
Sangre's eyes went wide and she quickly yanked her half-hoodie back on, hastily zipping it up.
She snorted.
"Why should I even bother?" She snapped quietly in case someone entered, fixing the collar of her hoodie with a flustered, frustrated air. "After all, it's not like you're going to listen to me and actually have enough sense to not KILL every single person you feast upon!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:17 pm
(Summer: *grabs Mayhams wrist and throws her against the wall* No there is not. *bited into her neck*
Me: To knock summer out.)
"I could try. I don't really want to fight with you Sangre but i really can't help it when i loose control. I really try to maintain control but it's not easy." Summer replied with a sad smile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:23 pm
((Me: *roars* GET OFFA ME YOU LEECH! *squirms and manages to kick Summer off* YES THERE IS! *grabs a marshmallow cannon and fires it at Summer*
Sangre: O.O Those are some big marshmallows... *realizes what Zania said* OMG! *scrambles to get a golf club and pushes it into Zania's arms, shooing her out the door* Good luck with not dying! *closes the door to the bomb shelter and locks it*))
Sangre sighed, holding the right side of her hoodie close to her body as she stared into one of the mirrors that hung above the sinks, able to see Summer in the reflection.
"You can't keep doing that, Summer," she stated simply, suddenly tired. Not only was her bruises making her sleepy, but the accursed tattoos were particularly draining today as well.
I wonder if Summer has anything to do with it...
"You can't keep killing people like that. Number one, an investigation will eventually start and two, you're going to run out of people to feed upon." She turned her head slightly to gaze at Summer. "And that means starvation for you."
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:28 pm
Mr. Stonewell pointed at Kyle. "Have you read the book this time?" he asked.
"Yes, I have" Kyle said and went on to explain what happened in the chapter.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:29 pm
(Summer:*knocks mayham out*
Me: *goes up behind summer hits her with golf club*
Summer:*falls to ground out cold*
Me: coast is clear.)
"I know, I know. If i could find away to control myself i would have done it. And your right about the investigation but the ones i let live wont no anything they have no memory of it." Summer said. She then noticed how tired Sangre was, "Are you okay you don't look to good and is there something wrong with your arm?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:35 pm
((Me: *head lolls* Ugh...
Sangre: *exits the bomb shelter* Thanks, Zania! *kneels down beside Mayhem* Ya see where this gets you, Mayhem? Nothin' but on the ground with a bump on your forehead!
Me: *still unconscious* Ah... No Mommy... I don't wanna wear the gorilla suit...
Sangre: sweatdrop ))
Sangre was suddenly aware she was holding her left arm and dropped her right one - which was SUPPOSED to be the injured one. For show, she touched it, wincing slightly as her fingers touched the bruises, but then withdrew her hand.
"No, I'm fine," she stated simply, raising her left arm up to fix her hair - as if to prove nothing was wrong with it. "And it's better to leave no memory of it than to be found out and charged with murder and then deemed a danger to society and thus killed or locked away for the rest of your eternal life." She sighed, checking out her face for any blemishes - mostly because she had nothing else to do at the moment. "I reiterate what I said - go ask an older vampire. Not only would he be able to teach you how to heal the wounds over, but he might also be able to teach you how to control that blood lust of yours."
The blood lust I don't have.
Sangre's eyes narrowed slightly - barely a fraction of an inch.
Shut up, you!
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