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 Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 11:16 pm
Penelope
Penelope watched Reiner go, now even more confused than before."Ah. Okay... bye then?" She called as he left. Well that was definitely an interesting response. She wasn't quite sure what to make of it...
"Um, sorry, what? Oh, no... I mean yes... Er... I mean, I definitely don't mind... walking... w-with you that is." She fell into step with Trisha as she headed for the door. "It ah, well I mean I don't think you... talk too much... the right amount really, i-if you ask me." Definitely the right amount for her, because it meant that she didn't have to make as many attempts at the pathetic blubbering that she attempted to disguise as speech. If someone else was filling the silence, then she didn't have to right?
"Um... Yeah. Should be more... more interesting."
[[exit]]
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2013 11:24 pm
 Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters So it was finally time to start class. Anders strolled into the room with a box of art supplies since a few students might not have any, even though they should. Oh well. Dropping the box down on the desk he glanced over the roll sheet. How many students did he have this time around anyway? Not many from the looks of it. Lame. But since he was here, he might as well teach a technique or two. In the meantime he better prepare for the students filing in. By waiting. There wasn't much to do except wait and plan.
OOC: Bleh. So short! I didn't really know what to write =A=. A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:06 pm
ZHAIRENE XYZA NAOE "When I was a child, the story would say
Somebody will sweep you off your feet some day
That's what I hoped would happen with you
More than you could know"  ❥ Zhai walked cheerfully at the hallways when her eyes came cross at the sign outside "Arts Classroom" well it isn't time for her class though... Phooeeyy.. But her eyes began to twinkle upon realizing there's someone inside the classroom..
The blonde male, she had met back at the Library.. Her smile widened with joy as she gently moved towards the door frame and poke her head out while clearing her throat..
"Hey there!.. A very... Bright morning isn't it???"
She didn't wait for him to reply, instead Zhai walked joyfully inside the classroom. And place her hands against his desk.
"Wow.. I never knew how crafty you are.. Ohh.. I wonder what would you be teaching today.. Is that a big boat?? How about making puppets??? I knew Origami! Well.. slight!"
Making origamis together.... That would be romantic!.. And yes.. Their children will definitely inherit that talent.. Writing and making crafts.. Anders and she will be... like husband and wife...
Her cheeks began to blush as Zhai began to draw herself back to her own dreamland.. Yes.. They do belong together!!
"Teehihi! I can show you how to do origami.. Or rather help you in your class.. I got nothing to do today..."   "A girl can dream,
It's true....
And to call you my own
It's the sweetest dream I know" Phaea ((I just throw her in 8D ))
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 2:25 pm
Penelope
Penelope poked her head into the Arts classroom. Great. She was first. She hated being the first student into a classroom... Especially if it took a while for anyone else to show up. It was just awkward, sitting there in a desk while the teacher sat at his desk and you tried not to make eye contact, or any noise at all really... Well, at least there was another teacher in the room... At least, she assumed it was another teacher. She looked kind of young actually, but still too old to be a student? either way, having a third person in the classroom would at least alleviate any uncomfortableness... until she had to leave for her own class at least.
Penelope found her desk and sat down, trying to be as quiet as possible. Of course, since she was trying to be quiet, this obviously meant that straight away, she smacked her knee into the edge of her desk with a loud clunk. Blushing and rubbing the injured area with one hand, she moved to open her messenger bag and pull out her art suplies. Knee pads might be a useful addition to her wardrobe. It seemed like she ran one of her legs into a piece of furniture every time she was in this classroom.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 8:22 pm
 Luke Cole
Walking into the classroom, Luke felt nervous, he bit his bottom lip and noticed himself fiddling with his finger nails. Looking at the students in his class, he sat awkwardly in one of the free tables.
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