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 Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 2:59 pm
((Were you in New Orleans? Katrina was so horrible. ;_; We got a lot of people comming to our city to live for a bit.))
"I guess..." he said doubtfully. "But proving people wrong doesn't neccesarilly interest me. In fact, the only subject in which studying can't advance me is... choir....." He reddened slightly. It must be really weird for him to be a vocalist, but... it was what he did.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 3:54 pm
((that's where I'm from, but I had just left for college that weekend. my family's fine, but I got leave to go down and help them. my house is gone. I has only lived there for 2 years of my life, but it was still horrible. thankfully, my fam got out before it hit so they aren't stranded down there))
He blinks and smiles a little, "Choir? Don't be embaressed, thats not bad at all. I was when I was little but.... well, that was a whole different experience being in a church choir at age 8" he chuckles, "but really, thats always one of those things most people want to pursue but never end up doing..." He glances up, then back to his sketchbook rapidly as he talks. He is lightly contouring a hand, gently holding a rose, the hand slender and smooth with long fingernails. He stops, glaring daggars at his sketch and sttacking it with an eraser, getting each line, each curve, totally perfect. Everyone he knew said it was a good trait to be a perfectionist, but his aching left hand knew better than to believe them. why couldnt he be satisfied? he shifts, now sitting indian-style. He says off-handed, "I sing... some... I used to be in musical theatre until I realized there was more to life than following scripts..." He glances up, the corner of his lips barely turning up, "now I just sing just to sing, usually alone in my room with a guitar or my bass... no honor cuz I have no band, but still, just enough so I don't kill myself musically..." His blue eyes tilt back to the sketch pad.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 4:07 pm
"I sing whatever I want to. I like to sing the choir songs because I could never make all those notes by myself. Having a whole choir sing is very... it... I dunno." He sighed, unable to find the words for the feeling he wanted to describe.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 4:08 pm
Twilight Blackhart finally got to the new high school. He looked at his class list and looked around him..."im never going to find anything here". giving up so soon, he pulled out a Dragonlance book and began to read..."well this is a nice day"
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 4:22 pm
A small grin comes to his lips, "I know exactly what you are talking about, musical theatre was like that for me... I guess I fell in love with hearing it more than being part of it. it was a great feeling, but listening to it.... i could never get goosebumps like that when I had to focus on my own part to sing..." he yawns a little, getting obviously tired of the hand that would not curve the way he wanted it to in his notebook. He glances around, quite apathetic, before looking back to Akio, "Soo... what 'class' is next," he grins a little, not even delving into the obvious eccentricity of the way this school was run, "hopefully nap time, last night there was a huge creative storm, I could not stop writing long enough to catch even an hour...."
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 4:26 pm
"Yeah..." Akio sighed. "But for me, I like being a part of it. I like hearing it, but I prefer to sing. I can't help it when I want to sing....
"Oh..." He looked down at his schedule. "I have physics next... you?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 5:23 pm
He smiles a little, "Not too sure, they haven't given me a schedule yet... its actually pretty odd, but obviously they were ok sending me away without any schedule for now.... So I guess I can got to any class I want before they put me in some...." He glances at Twilight, tilting his head a bit, "he looks lonely..." He begins sketching a bit, probably the eyes and the hair, pulling them then from his realistic sketch into a sketch in truly his own style.
((trying to pull you in Twi, grab the rope and hold on, you can't sulk in your corner reading in this rp ninja ))
He looks back up to Akio, "So when does lunch end?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 9:17 am
"What class'll you go to, then?" he asked. Akio glanced over at Twilight, too. "Oh, yeah..." he said without much interest. He was having a pleasant conversation for once and having a third person come in would probably ruin it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 9:43 am
He shrugs, his eyes looking back up to Akio, "I don't know, I guess I'll figure it out before lunch ends. I guess I won't have to take any class seriously until I get a definite schedule.... Physics?... it doesn't sound too fun, but atleast I'll know someone..." he smiles a little ((lol, I HATED physics.... the same for all science classes, lol, they stink... literally... I always had the old senile teachers, lol)) He looks back at his sketchpad, then to Akio again, "Are those contacts? Your eyes are really amazing... I've never seen any like that before, but then again, I just found out that some people have violet and red eyes naturally..." He doesn't really know what to say, it had been so long since he had talked to anyone without being wither totally distant or totally personal, being inbetween was new. But he liked it, however awkward he seemed. People always told him that whenever he even barely tried to open up, he sounded too personal. He guards himself well, and its hard to find any happy medium between total coldness and complete honesty.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 4:40 pm
"Yeah, it'll be good to know at least one person," he agreed, although not completely sure why he even bothered. It just sort of slipped out for no apparent reason. ((I love science. =3 I'm a freshman in biology. =D)) "Erm..." he looked down, his face now challenging his eyes in pinkness. "I don't wear contacts...... So they're natural... but... don't laugh, okay?" Akio reached into his bag and pulled out a case of some sort. He opened it to reveal a pair of large, round glasses. He put them on and blinked a few times. THey really made him look rather childish and commical, but somehow made him even cuter than before. "I have to wear these in lessons..." he mumbled, looking away.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 7:11 pm
((lol, in that sense, I envy you, science classes were the only ones I had to actually try at, hehe, I'm one of those language guys, great at english and give me any language and I'l learn it in a year xd ))
He blinks and grins a little bit, holding back a giggle because he knew it would upset him. But it was cute the way he was so embarressed and that was all that he thought was silly. He says softly, "Oh, they aren't that bad..." He smiles, "And you need them, right? So don't sweat it, you'd rather have them then not. They make you look intellegent, as if you are lacking in that area." Isaac chuckles a little bit, not at him, but trying to lighten the mood a little, "You could go and get smaller frames if you wanted to... Plus, they make your eyes shine more." He barely touches the right edge of the glasses. He blinks, then pulls back suddenly, looking away quickly, "Sorry"
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 7:46 pm
twilight looks up from his book and smiled "oh look people!!!" he put his book back in his backpack and walked over to them. "um hi...im twilight blackhart" he smiled..."and im also very lost"
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 7:54 pm
Akio blinked as Isaac pulled away. He almost moved towards him, but then the other boy showed up. "Oh... hi," Akio replied. "I'm Akio... and this is... Isaac, right?" He blinked back a blush (is that even possible? xD) from the almost-close moment and then composed himself. He was, yet again, unreadable. His features were indistinct. He put his glasses back in their case and put that in his bag.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 7:56 am
"oh! its very nice to meet you both" he grined then looked away..."hey is that a skech book!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 8:12 am
((*yawn* good morning, who else didn't sleep at all last night?))
Isaac blinks up at the boy and gives a small smile, "Hey.... yea, it's Isaac..." glances back to the now unreadable boy beside him, giving him a half wink almost. But then again, the way he turned his face back to the new kid could make one this it was an illusion, his face changing so fast. He blinks, glancing down at the sketchbook in his arms, open to the page he was doodling on. Pnk barely comes to his cheeks as he quickly flips to a clean page and nods, "uh..... yea!" small uncertain grin, "you don't mind, do you, a lot of people don't like a drawing them, so I'll stop...."
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