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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 7:25 pm
"Truthfully, no." Star's smiled faded. "But, I have learned, and I used to play. I don't anymore." Star answered. "I'm Star." She said.
((oh. I getcha.
@ Otaku - sweetness. I always enjoy meeting new poets! ^^))
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 7:28 pm
Marat felt a warm sensation spreading through his body as she took his arms into hers. In the past, he could force himself to interact with other students to much as he found that neither their personalities or conversations interested him. He did have some friends but always appreciated the worth of a strong friendship. "I am more then happy to do so Namine. I enjoy spending time with you." However, he noted a brief sadness in her eyes as she thanked him. I wonder what is on her mind? She is definatly no ordinary girl. She is far to.. He couldn't quite understand what made her different from others, but it made her even more attractive.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 7:44 pm
(( Thanks Star..I must say I read your latest rp with the poems. Its fantastic ^^))
Namine smiled at him. "One day I will repay your kindness to me Marat." She looked into his eyes as if delving for something she'd be unable to find otherwise. Namine let him go and moved to stand beside him. "So tell me what year are you in? I can infer that it is not your first year here as you are familiar with the school. Do you have any other friends?" Namine figured he must have had many friends as he was so caring, maybe a girlfriend. Namine didn't like that idea and found herself blushing at the thought.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 7:52 pm
((sorry dear i really have to go. i stayed up for nearly 48 hrs! life is hectic but great 3nodding bye bye))
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 7:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 8:07 pm
Anabel Sinclair lizkotoisloco " Why thank you , Merci" she said trying to acknowledge his compliment but stray away from the subject of the patch. She smiled as his face turned red, she could only wonder what he was thinking. A young, teenage boy having to be woken up by his teacher, it could' ruin' someones ego alright. Margo however was happy he had noticed the book finally, on his own. " Yes this is a very powerful story. This text very well may produce emotions that you have never had the honor of feeling." She closed her eyes and smiled still speaking. " I was exposed to the first literary peice that described love, pure love, one that would make almost any woman long to be close to the man she loves. Close to his arms, close to his lips, close to his feiry passion." She inhaled and exhaled opening her eyes with a dreamlike expression, " We'll be studying this book thouroughly in class this year. I was asking before you...went into that surely amazing thought, whether you wanted to study some now." Kennedy felt a bead of sweat form on his temple and roll down his brow before hitting his collarbone as he stared at his teacher, who was animated, even for a literature teacher. Something about watching her talk about arms and lips and passion with that dreamy expression, and wearing that eye patch was weirdly...hot. What the- He jerked back to earth, wondering where that errant thought had come from. Down boy! Teachers, especially our subject class teachers are not hot. Even if they could be mistaken for students and look like a pirate...It took Kennedy another millisecond to realize she'd relayed a questioning thought to him and his face took the brunt of his embarrassment, turning an interesting shade of rose. Yep...emotions he didn't think he wanted the honor of feeling. Mercifully his vibrating blackberry device saved him from responding at once and he ducked away with a hurried apology to take the call. Margo giggled as Kennedy ducked away. She then took her books(2) and walked to the luxurious main lobby. Margo quickly and quietly,found a seat on a couch by the window and began to read and think. She thought about kennedy and laughed for a bit. Never had she seen a boy so flustered in her life. She wondered what other students she would be meeting and what fun she would have with them. Margo had always liked toying with people, in small doses of course, it was apart of her twisted side. She loved games, and she loved human emotion and depth all of these added to her knowledge of philosophy, she found just exactly what poeple believed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 8:49 pm
Kennedy sighed with relief , slumping back against the wall once another quick look around confirmed that his teacher was nowhere in his immediate vicinity. He made a mental note to thank whoever it was that set up news alerts at the network station because he'd literally been saved by the bell. Good she's gone off with her basket of posies...now is my chance to make like a monkey and skedaddle out of here.
He straightened his collar and dragged a hand through his hair in a bid to return to the usual dashing, drop dead gorgeous Kennedy- just in case he bumped into people who were actually students- and slipped a hand into his pocket, ready to take a complicated labyrinth of hallways and that'd lead him from one end of the school to the other, and finally back to his dorm. Good thing he knew the layout like the back of his hand. See, dad studying the school's architecture did pay off after all. Too bad the old man wasn't around.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 10:00 pm
((well lookie at everything that's happened, oh well))
Iona smiled softly to herself in the art room after hearing several students in the music room next door playing and singing music. She had been listening, her ear pressed against the wall. Though the sounds had been muffled, she could tell that their were some very talented young people. She could remember a few from last year, but wasn't sure if it was anyone she knew, or if they were newer students. Once the playing had ceased, she backed away, and shook her head. She was looking forward to this year.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 6:18 am
Utsukushii Otaku (( Thanks Star..I must say I read your latest rp with the poems. Its fantastic ^^)) Namine smiled at him. "One day I will repay your kindness to me Marat." She looked into his eyes as if delving for something she'd be unable to find otherwise. Namine let him go and moved to stand beside him. "So tell me what year are you in? I can infer that it is not your first year here as you are familiar with the school. Do you have any other friends?" Namine figured he must have had many friends as he was so caring, maybe a girlfriend. Namine didn't like that idea and found herself blushing at the thought. "I am not indeed. I'm in my second year now, but i am older then other students." Marat came to the Academie a year later as his parents didn't approve of him going there, but would rather see him persuing a military career, just like Marat's father. "I do have some friends, but not many. You see when i tryed to befriend people i often found that i am no longer interested in them after some time. It might sound as if i am arrogant but its a mere observation. When two people don't share the same interests or passions they tend to drift away from one another. Do you know any other students besides me?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 7:00 am
There came a loud "SCCRAWK" from Margo's dormitory. She looked up from her book as she heard the sound, then thought for a second. " What could that've...OH NO!" she dropped both of her books on the couch and dashed to her room. She frantically opened the door and found the source of the commotion, a box. A huge brown packing box was rattling and moving all around her room. The 'scrawking' sound was heard much louder. Margo shouted " Calypso!! Just stay still! I'll get you out now!" the box after some hesitation stopped moving. Margo calmly walked over to the box and, with a pen, cut through the tape on top. An angry and disheveled raven burst out of the box and flew to the nearest high place, thus being the very top of Margo's window. The bird gave a glare that sent shivers up Margo's spine. She responded sweetly " Calypso, come down please. I'm so terribly sorry for enslaving you in such a manor," her eyes became a bit watery, of course it was an act, " will...will you ever forgive me?" she added as a crocodile tear slid down her face. The bird flew down from it's perch and pecked margo once on the head " Ow!! Calyp.....oh well I guess I deserved it" the bird moved to Margo's shoulder and she continued her walk back to the lobby.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 11:27 am
Namine listened attentively to Marat. Military? Wasn't that what surface dwellers were in for war purposes? Namine could not imagine sweet Marat in such an institution. Namine felt a bit sad that his parents would want that kind of life for him. But it was ok now because he was in this school and by the looks of it he was pursuing music. Namine listened to the rest of what he was saying regarding friends. "Oh no Marat I do not think you arrogant. You have been most generous in dedicating time to walk me around the school. In answer to your second question you are the first person I have spoken to and who has approached on the sur- I mean this school. As such I may seem a little attached and I apologize for that."
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 11:45 am
Utsukushii Otaku Namine listened attentively to Marat. Military? Wasn't that what surface dwellers were in for war purposes? Namine could not imagine sweet Marat in such an institution. Namine felt a bit sad that his parents would want that kind of life for him. But it was ok now because he was in this school and by the looks of it he was pursuing music. Namine listened to the rest of what he was saying regarding friends. "Oh no Marat I do not think you arrogant. You have been most generous in dedicating time to walk me around the school. In answer to your second question you are the first person I have spoken to and who has approached on the sur- I mean this school. As such I may seem a little attached and I apologize for that." "It's completely fine Namine. Besides, it was nice to ehar you sing. Oh i almost forgot to ask, where are you from?" Marat thought that she might come from a small town as she seemed to be quite taken by her surroundings. Marat felt his phone vibrating and took it out of his pocket. It was a message from his sister. She was older then him and completed her studies two years ago. He enjoyed talking to her and tryed to keep in touch as much as he could, even when they were far away from one another. He scanned the message quickly and put the phone back into his pocket as it seemed rude to pay attention to his phone now, rather then talking to Namine.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:00 pm
Namine felt assured when he spoke to her. She was glad she wasn't making a nuisance of herself. His next question caught her off guard. She couldn't very well tell him she came from the ocean. She was about to panic when she recalled the background that had been created for her upon attending this school. Well im from a small town. My parents decided to raise me there and have only now allowed me to explore a place like this, a big city. My dad and mother lived in this city but only moved away once I was born. My father still commuted for his business. You could say I have had a strange upbringing and as such have not experienced many of the things I see around me. Namine looked at his cell phone. She had one but hers would not be ringing. Not unless it was for business. "How about you Marat?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:09 pm
((uuhhh. can't wait for condone to get on so i can RP...anyways, Im going to be off for about an hour or so...my mom needs the computer..))
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:18 pm
((before i forget, what country are we in?))
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