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 Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 12:00 pm
 AdelaidexxxKirklandxxx•xx•xx•▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Never complain, never explain.
The bigger the hat, the smaller the property.
Winning needs no explanation, losing has no alibi.
All our best heroes are losers.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬When Leah told Wy that it was her that had burned her brother, the first thing the young micronation did was look back at Scott, giving him a look that read off as 'What did you do?' before looking back to the rather odd blond girl before her. By looks alone, they seemed to be around the same age, but nothing was set in stone unless she asked. And right now, she wasn't in the politely asking mood. Her arms crossed over her chest once more as she looked at Leah, upset. Opening her mouth to barate her, not knowing that she could be potentially dangerous to her, Adelaide then stopped when Leah explained herself a bit more. It didn't matter why she burned the senior, the real point was that she did and therefore, that was unforgivable. "When you're done, I want you to apologize to Scott and then I want you to get out of our dorm." She said, definitely acting ballsy to someone she had just met and knew nothing about. But deciding that arguing too much would just get her in trouble, she walked back over to Ohio and Sealand sighing heavily as she ran her hands through her chesnut brown hair. "I'm sorry for that guys." She apologized quickly as she rubbed the back of her neck, trying to figure out how she could separate herself from the situation. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
As we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.  xxx xxx
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 12:14 pm
Massachusetts Leah
Kirkland-Jones The Freshman who would gladly cut off your hands
Massy sighed, but Massy wasn't going to let her self get out of control like least time. Plus this girl looked to young for her to murder her all bloody like. The state looked back at Scott, only to have her phone go off, she opened it and looked at the text. "Why to day?" she said out loud. How come it couldn't be later? The girl put her phone away; she then started wrapping Scott's hands up with some gauze. "I-I'm sorry Scott..." she said. folding her hands in her lap and looking to the floor.
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 1:40 pm
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It  "Ey, It's not yur fault. W'll, at least n't ta me." Adelaide didn't need to be that harsh on poor little Massy. Besides, it was her anger that was controlling her at the time."B't mah opinion d'snt really m'tter. Ah forgive yew, Leah." {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 1:47 pm
Massachusetts Leah
Kirkland-Jones The Freshman who would gladly cut off your hands
Massy looked at Scott with a small smile, "T-thanks S-scott" she said, "I-i haven’t had a chance to ask how you have been since that last time I saw you." she said, "well minus the hand burning...." she said adding it quickly.
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 4:03 pm
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It Scott smirked at the comment Leah added "W'll I've been fine. 'ow 'bout yew?" His hands didn't hurt that bad anymore, so could he touch things without them hurting? Probably not, but you may never know. {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 8:56 pm
Massachusetts Leah
Kirkland-Jones The Freshman who would gladly cut off your hands
Massy smiled a bit at Soctt. well i have been good too, well i better get goin' before that little girl tries to get me angery agian...she seems a bit mad at me...." she said standing up from her seat, "don't take the gauze off your hands untill you get my OKay.... she said with a small laugh.
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:09 am
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It "Y's, Doct'r Leah." It's true, Adelaide was pretty angry at Leah. But all she did was burn his hands, it wasn't THAT bad. They didn't hurt that much anyway. {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 1:57 pm
Massachusetts Leah
Kirkland-Jones The Freshman who would gladly cut off your hands
Massy nodded and patted his head, "good boy, see ya later Scott" she said before heading for the door, if it starts to hurt again please come get me...K?" the state opened the door and disappeared out of it, she was heading down to the park since her other siblings were there. Maybe she could ask Scott to some, because in some way he was like a older brother to her. But something told her the other states would not be very pleased with her if she brought Scott along.
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 2:24 pm
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It "Kay." Scott waved at Leah, and watched her leave. It looked like she felt horrible for hurting him. Well, he didn't really mind if he got hurt. He's had so much more pain before. Scott leaned back into his chair and looked over to Adelaide, Peter, and some guy he didn't know. Since they looked busy, he didn't want to say anything at the time. {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:30 pm
 AdelaidexxxKirklandxxx•xx•xx•▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Never complain, never explain.
The bigger the hat, the smaller the property.
Winning needs no explanation, losing has no alibi.
All our best heroes are losers.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Adelaide watched the state walk out of the dorm out of the corner of her eye befoe she turned around and faced Scott once more. "Why were you so lenient with her Scottie?" She asked him, her hands on her hips as she stopped in front of him, not really mad, but more curious than anything. "If me or Arthur or William burned your hands that bad, you would try to stomp us out with your feet. But not her, you actually smiled at her. Are you sick or something?" She asked him, still stubborn. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
As we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. xxxxxx
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:26 pm
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It "Well, uhhhh..." What could he say? That he liked her better than his own siblings? NO. He didn't just like Leah, he loved his siblings also, but he didn't want any of them to feel bad. "She's had ah bad life." {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:52 pm
AdelaidexxxKirklandxxx•xx•xx•▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Never complain, never explain.
The bigger the hat, the smaller the property.
Winning needs no explanation, losing has no alibi.
All our best heroes are losers.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬As he paused, Adelaide held up a finger, silently saying that she will be right back. Leaving him for a moment, she walked into her room and shuffled around some various canvas' that she had leaning against the wall. There were some that were done and framed and some that she just started on. The other's that were bad, however, she still needed to throw away. Grabing a small canvas, only about 15" by 24" she then walked out of her room, having the painted side facing her chest. "Well, that sucks for her." She said before she flipped the painting around, showing it to him now. "Here, I made this for you." She avoided his gaze by looking down, trying to hide the small, yet slightly noticable blush that had now appeared on her cheeks. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
As we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. xxxxxx
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:21 pm
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It Was that a painting of him? He always forgot that Adelaide was amazing when it came to art. The picture was so detailed, and she got most of the things right in it. It made him look very good.
Scott stood up from his chair and stood in front of Adelaide. He smiled slightly as hugged the girl. She really cared for him, didn't she? "'t looks amazin', Adelaide. Yur really tal'nted." {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 8:14 pm
AdelaidexxxKirklandxxx•xx•xx•▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Never complain, never explain.
The bigger the hat, the smaller the property.
Winning needs no explanation, losing has no alibi.
All our best heroes are losers.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬When Scott stood up and stepped towards her, she closed her eyes and braced for one of his trademark actions like when he would constantly mess up her hair. But she then remembered that he had burned his hands so he couldn't do that to her, she looked up at him, her hands now down at her side with the left one still holding the small portrait. That was when he bent down and hugged her. She had never seen this kind of softness from the usually silver-tongued Scotland and to be quite honest, it surprised her. "Th-Thank you Scottie." She said with a light pink blush as she looked away from him, trying to hide her blush. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
As we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. xxxxxx
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EzrealTheProdigalExplorer
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 8:54 pm
☣ ~ S c o t t Ҝ i r k l a n d ~ ☣ The Senior Who's Sexy And He Knows It It was true. Scott had been a bit of a softly since he got to the school. He wanted his old self back, but something was telling him not to be so cold-hearted yet. "Yur w'lcome." Scott let go of the girl and turned around to go to his room. He needed to think about some things. "Ah w'll be in mah room." He opened the door to his room, even though it hurt, and went inside closing the door behind him.
He sat on his bed and buried his face in his his hands. Why was he so soft? Something was defiantly wrong with him. {{Out Of Edinburgh:}}
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