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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 3:22 am
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
"Well, I reckon it's alright," Gray said. "I mean, you let me out. Granted, I had to threaten you with dangerous chemicals but you did let me out. And I have my pants back. Just don't break into the wagon again because next time I might give you a knock on the head with the broom before I realize it's you."
"You aren't the only one who might die if you leave this place. I have to be careful too."
Well, the chemicals he'd threatened with weren't really dangerous but there was no change of Gray revealing that, on the off chance he had to use them again. Maybe he should see if the potions instructor could make him a potion that made him less attractive.
Though really, he wasn't sure how he could even ask for that without sounding like a pretentious a**. Not to mention the problem of him being able to even ask for it with a straight face.
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 3:28 am
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "A-actually, I wasn't talking about the pants..." Rose mumbled into Mr. Gray's shirt before pulling away and fishing around in his pockets. He pulled out a pair of underwear about Gray's size. Yep. And it seemed like he felt no shame about it by that grin on his face.
"I completely forgot I found these earlier." [What a creepy stalker... XD] ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 3:41 am
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
"Give me those!" Gray said, snatching them away from Rose. "I mean, really!"
He sighed. "What else of mine do you have in your pockets? Or do I even want to know?" He had to admit that, at the very least, he could be grateful those underpants weren't the ones he had on. Because they probably very, very nearly were. Why on earth did he end up with such a troublesome student?
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
((At least Gray has the ability to take just about everything in stride as long as it doesn't involve merpeople.)) XDD
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 3:47 am
[XD] Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose frowned when they were snatched away, but what else did he expect? When Mr. Gray asked if he had anything more, he actually had to think about it, "Hmm, I thought I took another pair, but I can't seem to find it." He shrugged, but he didn't even bother to check his pockets again. Such. A. Liar. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 3:54 am
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
Gray sighed. "Right. Well, I'm, frankly, too tired and cold to get into a wrestling match with you over my underwear. So fine. Whatever you have, keep it. If it's anything valuable, well, I know where you sleep. Literally, I do because I can look that information up in the office. So I can always stop by and get it back."
"For the time being, I have to go check on my ward. And her sheep. So you're leaving and going back to your dorm to have a good night's sleep like a good and proper, and responsible student who did not do anything unseemly to his teacher--like steal his pants--earlier this evening. Right? Incidentally, I've been meaning to ask but are those your crutches?"
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 4:02 am
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose was surprised that Mr. Gray actually said he could keep it. Too bad he was bluffing just to mess with him. He nodded as Gray told him to go back to his dorm and not do anything else. He doubted that was going to happen.
"Yeah, they are. It's nothing, though. Just... hurt my leg, is all," He said with a nervous laugh, tempted to bring up the fact that it hurt a lot when Mr. Gray yanked him forward and made him stand on that leg earlier. He was kind enough not to though, not wanting to make him worry. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 10:23 am
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
"I take it the crutches are from a trip to the infirmary then?" he asked, grabbing a coat, and some blankets and things. "Listen, kiddo. I need to go check on Pilot. She's been in there a long time alone. I'll have one of my golems walk you back. It'll listen to most anything you tell it--unless what you tell it goes against what I've said, or you're telling it hurt me or whatever. So it'll help if you need it. And despite how they look, they're pretty strong." He stepped outside the wagon and snagged the golem by the door, commanding it to help Rose back.
He looked back inside at the boy--who, after all that, looked a little less threatening and more like a troubled kid. "Hey, things will be okay. So just head back and get some rest." He hopped down, leaving Rose in the wagon under the watchful eye of one of his clay golems.[EXIT]
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 4:54 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
After the birth of little Valentine, Gray wanted to move the wagon back to the dorm, but it was currently still parked by the stables. The sheep was small enough that they'd wanted to keep an eye on it for a few more days before moving across the campus. Earlier, he had let Pilot go play with the sheep while he cleaned up the wagon. It was amazing how cluttered the damn thing go with her living there.
Well, amazing, but not really surprising, considering. In any case, he was in the middle of reorganizing the cramped "kitchen" and wasn't aware about the prison break instigated by the sheep. It wasn't that he didn't care what Pilot did, but she had survived for years on her own so he suspected she didn't need him constantly looking over her shoulder and fretting over her. But he figured he go check on them all in a bit. Just...as soon as he got these stacks of pans, well, stacked.
In any case, he'd set his golems to watch her so wherever she went, they'd be stalking after her
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 6:58 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose searched around the outside of the wagon, making sure no golems could spot him. He found it odd that he didn't see any, figuring that Mr. Gray may have prepared for him to break in again. This just made it easier. He climbed up the steps slowly and silently, not even making the smallest creak. He turned to look back at Morgan, hoping he knew how to shut his mouth, unlike some dogs. Thank god he wasn't a chihuahua. Those rats were annoying and never stopped barking.
He sifted through his utility belt for his lock picking kit and peeked through the window. His heart skipped a beat. Oh, fu-- He was inside! ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 7:16 pm
 .:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Facepalm. Facepalm. Facepalm.
Morgan couldn't believe that Rose was honestly trying to break into some... wagon. This was not worth two treats. Five was more like it. Maybe he could just blurt out that Rose was being some sneaky stalker since waitwaitwait!--Morgan finally was able to connect the dots right then and there. There was no way he was going to be helping Rose steal some guy's poor underwear! Oh gawd, he felt sorry for whoever this was because he knew what it was like to suddenly find pieces of clothing go missing.
"Rose, I did not sign up for some pants raiding, especially when said target is already in there." He nervously whispered to the incubus, able to hear the scuffling going on inside the wagon.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 7:17 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...
When Gray finished with the pans he stood, grimacing down at his shirt. Cleaning out the little wood burning stove had left him completely covered in soot. He knew he'd gotten it on his face and in his hair as well. And he didn't want to run to the dorm for a shower. He'd just wash up in his little sink and go find pilot.
Pulling off his vest and shirt, Gray tossed them under a small shelf with the other dirty clothes, before running some warm water. He carefully removed his eye patch and pulled his hair loose and quickly doused his head, rinsing it thoroughly. He also carefully scrubbed his face before reaching about for the nearest towel and patting it dry, paying careful attention to the missing eye, which he kept tightly closed the entire time. Getting water in it stung like hell.
He quickly combed his hair back with his fingers and looked around for a fresh eye patch. He chose a black velvet one, with gold embroidered patterns on it, quickly fastening it on before toweling his hair dry and pulling it back into its usual ponytail. Rummaging for a clean shirt and vest, he started to dress, wondering if Pilot was okay or if she was going to be completely covered in mud like last time...the little cretin.
He smiled slightly as he buttoned up the shirt and started to tuck it in.
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 7:30 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "Shhh, shut up, Morgan!" Rose hissed waving a hand back at him, still staring intently through the window. Blood dripped from his nose again, but he didn't seem to notice, too busy enjoying the view. When Mr. Gray was fully dressed, he finally turned away from the window.
"I'm not raiding for underwear, okay? I did that last time. I just want to know his name..." He whispered before noticing the blood gushing. Damn, every single time. He wiped it off with a frown, wondering if they should just go around to the back and wait for him to leave. He wasn't going to give up just because he was there. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 7:36 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
His ears twitched upon hearing some water go off, and... he could just assume what was going on in there by the sight of Rose's nosebleeds. Okay, that was the last straw except he really didn't do much. There was no way, no how, that he was going to assist in this stalking, so he might as well spill for a warning to the poor guy in the wagon by stating out bluntly. "Um, I don't know how to exactly say this because I don't know who you might be, but Rose is being a pervert and staring at you. A lot." Oh. What now, Rose? What. Now?
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 8:10 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...Gray was just getting his vest on when he heard a muffled voice outside. That...was masculine and not at all Pilot-like. Feeling an impending sense of dread, he went to the door and pulled it open. And there was Rose. And a very tall lad he didn't know.
"Am I to guess he's dragged you into his stalking now?" Gray asked, raising an eyebrow as he studied Morgan.
Great. Now Rose was peeping on him. Hello paranoia, how are you today?
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 8:24 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose didn't even notice Mr. Gray opening the door, boiling over with rage. He had no clue that Morgan was going to do something like that. What a traitor! He even promised him treats! He felt so betrayed. "You b*****d! You ******** MUTT!!" He snarled as he tackled Morgan, ready to throttle him for giving him away like that.
[Sorry for the language... XD Rose is not happy] ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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