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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 4:14 pm
::Like a shooting star across the midnight sky...
 Saika shook her head, golden curls tumbling back and forth on her shoulders as she did so. Her soft brown eyes twinkled in merriment as she smiled, a plain, simple smile, yet it held so much more understanding than that. "N-No, I don't. T-Thank you very much..." she rose to her feet, bowing her head slightly in respect. She was nervous, but still, there was a sort of calmness about her. A hidden tranquility that sprung forth from the absolutely heartwarming smile upon her lips. She was not to be so many things that she could have been, but rather, she was glad to be where she was instead. Her whirlwind life had taken a final turn, a blind-sighted curve that she was not quite sure she welcomed fully, but she was ready to take on the challenge whole heartedly.
"I should go...Thank you very much, sir. I shall be here tomorrow. I'm truly excited..." she answered softly, smiling once more.
And with that soft, almost stunning smile, it seemed as though she was truly ready for what this new school held in store for her. Like the river that flows through time, or the water that slips through fingers like a fragile being that cannot be captured, Saika Tamako was yet a bud, preparing to bloom.
Only waiting for her moment of spring...
 "Umm..." Twiddling her thumbs together, Sakura shifted off from her right foot to her left and bit her lip, clenching her teeth together to keep from blurting out her question, which she considered entirely rude, if not extremely bad for her first impression on the headmaster. Not that it would matter, much, because she figured there wouldn't be as much favoritism in this school as there was in her class, but only because she wanted to be as polite as possible and her current state of mind refused to allow her to do so.
A few months ago, this sort of unseemingly situation of doubt would've produced catastrophic results, but now, she was almost glad that she'd practiced her control over her ability. Looking from Miss Saika to the headmaster, she took the chance to step forward as the former took her leave. "Mr. Headmaster-sir, I have a question..." she stammered, stately the highly obvious reason to the distress on her pale face. Delicate eyebrows were scrunched up in what seemed like frustration graced by an almost comedic frown, if one were to look at it humorously.
She bit her lip and took a deep breath, as though the room constricted her a bit. I can't faint here! She thought, the frantic worry of her inquiry's answer made her feel as though she might just fall unconscious at the moment, but she realized the implications of doing so in her very first meeting with the Headmaster and refused to allow herself the chance.
...Wherever you are you're gonna see me fly::
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 6:10 pm
She smiled as she heard Akira's enthusiastic comment. This Student Council thing was enjoyable, but Chyna knew that it was not all fun. There had to be some work. Especially with who Chyna was shadowing, she had to manage most of the school's funds. This would not be too challenging, since Chyna was very managed and organized and freaked out if she was not. That would be good. In her slight attention drop, she noticed Tsuki's expression. What could be sadening now? She still had to tell Chyna what was wrong, but there was such a rush to get to the meeting she did not have time. Maybe after this she could talk to her to make her feel better.
(( Eww... writer's block. >.< ))
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c r a s h - p l a s t i c
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 7:01 pm
.:: Like a butterfly through a paper shredder...
[[ It's funny how all the SCS's are punks or wear punk-ish clothing.
Post to come later. ]]
...so fricken' awesome. ::.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 10:15 am
((True true. That is pretty funny. Just realized that after you mentioned it. XP))
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2008 5:24 pm
"You are quite welcome," the Headmaster said to Miss Tamako, pleased with her continuing enthusiasm. He was not blind to the subtle, physical communication of the student, however. At her question, he turned to completely focus on her, even going so far as to turn his chair with him. He cared not if the teacher in the room stayed or left to do what she wished. All his attention was on Sakura.
"Yes, Miss Tenshi?" he asked her in a kind, gentle voice, like wind flowing gently on a cool night.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 1:19 pm
Nic listened with a smile as everyone pooled in ideas. This were one of the times he truly enjoyed being the Dean of this school. Watching the students interact and the older students pass on the baton to…well a lively set of students, no doubt more on the punk side then the previous group which would add a new spice to the council, Nic though before he noticed a presence near the door. “Someone is listening in on the conversation?” he thought and excused himself with “Alright! Momentary break everyone, I think Aura needs the let her writing hand rest for a tad, please excuse me for a second or two.” Nic turned from the table and walked over to the door before he gently opened it to peer outside. “Jin?” Nic asked in with slight surprise. “What are you doing out here? Please come on in if you wished to join the group.” Then Nic asked in a more concerned voice, “Are you alright? I know you are a hard worker, but don’t push your self to hard or it will cause strain on your body and ultimately your control over your powers to.”
Meanwhile, when Nic had excused himself and left the table, Aura had risen to walk over to her office desk and grab additional pencils and folders containing information about clubs and such. Amir, who had been disconcerted with Tsuki’s behavior took the chance to figure out what was truly bothering her. “But how to ask her? I’ve already tried and she said she was alright, but obviously something is bothering her and I wish she would be more open.” Amir thought and when everyone else was preoccupied in other conversations, Amir leaned over to Tsuki and lightly tapped her on the shoulder. “Tsuki, please tell me what is really making you feel so down, maybe I can help in some way. To be honest, it really makes me worried to see you so down.” Amir whispered to her, trying not to expose to much of his feelings into his voice, though wasn’t successful at it.
Before Amir conversed with Tsuki, Lilith had been shuffling through papers and found some old notes about fundraising. Smiling, she turned to Akira and Chyna and said, “A fundraiser would be an excellent idea, I have some old information logs from previous council fundraisers that were quite successful. One idea was dorm clean out sale, here students donated items that they do not need anymore to the council, which in turn set up a yard sale like event to the rest of the campus and community, then used the profits to fund a Spring Festival.”
Phenia was listening to her sister and nodded enthusiastically, “I remember that sale, it was when I was just a beginner here. The council set up fliers and throughout the weekend everyone was doing spring cleaning in their dorms and churned out boxes of miscellaneous goods for the event. It was a win-win situation where students got rid of stuff they didn’t need and other student found items they could use. A car wash would be a good idea, but if it is open to the community then we must make sure not to use our powers. What would we sell if it was a silent action?”
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 2:28 pm
Tsuki jumped in her seat when he tapped her so suddenly. Her head jerked around to look at him, but that only caused another needle to pierce through her already damaged heart. His voice sounded so sincere, it almost made her want to weep out of a slight joy of the fact that he was concerned about her. She would tell him what had been most immediately troubling her without revealing her feelings for him.
"Well, I was thinking about what you had said," she started, her feminine voice slightly cracking in places, as if she had just woken up, "and I realized that if Aura is going to be President, there is no need for me to shadow you, right? I should be shadowing Aura if I wish to secure to position of Secretary." Hopefully her crisis wasn't too juvenile to seem it odd that she was so distressed. Her voice rang with sorrow, though she tried her best to put a weak smile on her face.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 7:27 am
[[ E, if the Headmaster has a moment, can he run into Jacques? ]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 11:28 am
.:: Like a butterfly through a paper shredder...
[[ Once Sweetest_Sensation's characters are done, then yes. ]]
...so fricken' awesome. ::.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 1:27 pm
::Like a shooting star across the midnight sky...
[formality...*shudder*]
[Sorry for the trouble X-CrescentMoon-X]
Saika nodded, and hurried out of the office, giving Sakura a smile and a small wave of reassurance as she left. Walking towards the doors to the outside of the school, she let out a sigh of relief, smiling to herself.
The very first steps in my new life... She thought happily.
"Umm...Please...Call me Sakura..." She almost smiled, stating the reply lightheartedly. She didn't like being referred to by the name of her parents, it made her feel as tainted as they were. "You see..." Sakura looked up at the Headmaster and found herself smiling in contentment. The frown seemed to slip away at the sound of his calm, gentle voice and she found herself wondering what sort of kindred spirit he was to have such an effect on her emotions. She took a deep breath, straightening her skirt and decided to say what was on her mind after all, since the struggle had been relieved.
"My parents...They aren't aware of it...Of the powers, the school, of all this, I mean..." She moved her hands in flourishing motions to emphasize a point, "They're away at the moment, but I told them that I was accepted into a new, high-ranked school...I just...wanted to ask...If it wouldn't be too much trouble, to keep them away from here? If they ever ask to see you or something of the sort..." she paused, uneasily, rubbing at her eye as though she might begin to teat up if she didn't.
"Its not my place to say this, but...I was hoping you'd understand that I don't want them involved at all... Because if they knew...I don't know...What they'd do..." She looked down quietly, ashamed at reality of it, but at the same time, hoping that he would understand her point.
...Wherever you are you're gonna see me fly::
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:48 pm
[[ It's what he does. =P ]]
The Headmaster remained silent through her request, and his face was set with a calm determination. Once she finished, he eased her discomfort with a reassuring smile.
"Of course. I shall do every thing in my power to prevent them from knowing of the special status both you and this school possess," he said optimistically. There had been students before her that had to keep their power a secret. Special letters to the parents' home had been fabricate with the "Lemmington Academy" seal, and he would frequently send letters to the parents, so that they would have no reason to visit the school.
"May I call you Miss Sakura, then?" he asked her offhandedly. He liked to keep a sense of formality with his students, but if that made them uncomfortable, he would always try to reach a compromise.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 4:23 pm
Jin was concentrating too much on his thoughts, that he didn't hear Nic mention the momentary break or his excuse from the group. In all reality, he was talking to himself in his mind. Something he had grown into for the past couple of years now. It was his main source of company and his only social experience for the exceptions of class and teachers. When his name was called, it shattered his thoughts and his eyes darted over to Nic with in heartbeat. It took a while for his mind to finally register Nics voice and appearance that it surprised him. After Nic spoke his words of invitation and concern, Jin replied back while bending down and picking up his backpack with his right arm and flinging it over his right shoulder.
"Mr. Kamen. I didn't want to interrupt your group discussion, so I figured I would at least listen outside rather then just leave. I was invited to the group yesterday by Aura, and accepted the invite to the group. I didn't want to just blow it off, so I hurried my way to the meeting room but was late as you can see, due to my little training exercise after Jake was removed from the school." Jin sighed as he slowly approached the door and Nic. "I am alright. Thank you for your concern, but I know the limit of my body thanks to Jake." Jin smiled slightly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 7:22 pm
::Like a shooting star across the midnight sky...
The smile spread like wildfile across the young girls face as she nodded excitedly, fumbling another hurried curtsy for the sake of being polite. "T-Thank you so much! I'm so glad...to be here...and...so much more..." She stammered softly, so elated that she could not find the words to express her joy. She looked up at him, standing once more, her hands clasped her chest as they often were in her moments of emotion.
"P-Please do...I just feel that my parents name...is something...I'd rather live without..." she smiled apologetically and turned to go, nodding her head to take her leave. It was a touchy subject, and teh reply seemed to come from within, something deeper than just her happy smiles and bubbly personality. Like a scar that would never heal.
She turned back just before the door, grinning like a child might when the cookie jar is just in reach. "And I'm going to call you Mis-ter-Head-Master-Sir!" she sang out teh vowels cheerfully and giggled, "If thats alright with you of course. And if it isn't, I could always call you just plain Headmaster, but that would make you sound very distant and make me feel extremely stiff. And mister would be just too plain for someone so amazing! Hm...Well I could stick to just 'sir' if you like, but that gives no distinction. I call my father's butler sir, too you know..." it seemed as though this was her true personality and that she had full trust in him now and considered him a friend, at least this could be concluded by her bubbliness and openly nature.
She smiled brightly then and giggled, "I must be boring you, Mr. Headmaster-sir! I'm so glad to be here you see. I'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning!" she exclaimed, bowing her head and turning to go. Halfway through the doorway she turned back again to say something,
"Ne, the school is absolutely breathtaking! You've really done a wonderful job! Thanks again! Baii-Baiii!" she waved, smiling as though she could not stop smiling. She waited if there was anything else he'd like to say before skipping off to the entrance.
...Wherever you are you're gonna see me fly::
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:00 pm
[[ EEEE! She's SO cuuuuuute! whee ]]
"I think that name is lovely," the Headmaster said to the offer of his new nickname. He didn't mind it at all when she babbled on; he thought it quite adorable. His gaze was one of a parent admiring on his doted child.
"Ah! Thank you!" he said, this time in response to the compliment on his establishment. "Good luck in your studies!" he wished her before she left, bowing his head in the same manner she did.
Once she left, he simply pushed in the chairs and closed the door, having no tea to clean up this time. 'Yes,' he thought, 'new students are lovely.' His smile was calm and serene as he tidied up what little there was to clean, and he felt almost as to whistle a tune. 'But what tune to whisper...' he thought, contemplating on his dilemma. Suddenly his actions were affected by this, and he stopped his pointless activity on lean against the table carefully, cross his legs and arms, and think, his brow furrowed in concentration.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 12:03 pm
Jacques sighed, and streched a bit. He walked around the school, feeling rather lost in this school. He was curious about the Headmaster, Nicolas had seemed very respectful, which was odd for him. Jacques sighed, he missed Emma badly, but she wanted to move on. He wasn't willing fully to let her go.
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