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 Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:31 pm
Mikeru glanced at the clock on the wall… ‘konichiwa my a**…’ He looked back at the other Asian and corrected him, “Ohio…” He stared at him as he made a magic scene and sighed. Crossing his arms over his chest, he watched the sparks fly. “There is always one in the class,” he stated under his breath. Mikeru recognized the magic and wasn’t impressed. Shaking his head trying not to start fights, he gazed out the window and watched the birds play in the trees.
(((Awesome..XD That is sooo sweet of you to do that. Oh sorry if my character is being a jackass...>///////////< it is just his personality *bows* sorry sorry sorry )))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:48 pm
 Chris laughed quietly and looked back to the other boy. "So you do speak Japanese, cool." he said quietly and smirked flying his little firework back to him and caugh it in his hand letting it burn there and then melt into a flame red flower in his hand that still resembeled fire. He sighed and set the flower next to his pencil.
(no its fine my charecter tends to bring that side out sometimes.)
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 9:06 pm
Mikeru nodded his head without looking at him. He didn’t need to say anything more to the boy…even if he did like the tattoo on his chest. Mikeru noticed it as soon as Chris walked in. He continued to gaze out the window. Glancing at the clock again deciding if the teacher didn’t show up soon, he would just leave.
(((Should we just start class? o.O…)))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 10:24 pm
(probobly
...I call starting it the fun way!...and I swear I put a shirt on this time for this picture...I think I'm loosing my freackin mind!
lol
oh by the way Hi I'm Chris!)
Chris sighed before glancing at his watch the teen stood up from his seat silently pushing it back in and walking to the door. He got just outside it and out of watchful eyes from other students to be able to drag there teacher from drooling over the younger teachers that atend the school's staff. "Mr. Connell can you please try and retain yourself for one semester? Or hell a day?" Chris asked in a friendly manor while pushing the man threw the hall from behind. "Nope." said the confident Mr. Connell back to his student. Chris eventually got hte man back to his classroom to teach.
(edited:added last sentence)
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 10:53 pm
Mikeru sighed as the teacher appeared. He hoped that he didn’t come so he can escape outside. He pulled out his books and started to listen to the teacher lecture and watched him give demonstrations. Mikeru’s eyes wondered to the green boy and Asian. They were the only ones in this class that are somewhat amusing. His chin rested in his hand as he began to daze off, daydreaming.
(((Hi Chris. XD Call me Sam...nice to meet you. Oh Mikeru just seen a glimpse of the dragon, not the whole thing since he has a shirt on. XD )))
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 11:11 pm
(Nice ta meet ya too Sam.
Oh ok
lol
had me thinking I was going crazy there)
After nearly thirty minutes of sitting in the class Chris regretted going and getting his friend and surprisingly teacher from drooling in the hall. The teens head was resting on his folded arms on top of the black table. His blue eyes were closed and the only thing that said that he was awake was the fact he was chewing on the lip ring on his bottom right side. Though when a book smashed next to his head Chris let his eyes open slightly and glare up at Mr. Connell for a moment before sitting back up. Then the teacher moved in front of the one teen Chris was talking to before class and waved a hand in front of his face. "Wakey, wakey Mr. Daydreamer do that on your own time not mine." Mr. Connell said and went back to teaching.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:17 am
Kiru sat on his bed... alone... again... he guessed no one wanted to see him when he was this sick. His face was pale as snow. Suddenly he grabbed his trash can and blew out his breakfast. He put the can down and lied down. "Doshite?" he begged. He pulled the covers over his head. "Its a spell... I know it..." he said sniffling. He looked over to his endless self of random magic books picked up a book on medical magic. He was going to find out...
[[just to let everyone know... he can only speak Japanese... I just made the second part English so anyone can read what he says... also cause Im still learning...]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 10:21 am
Lucky_Tiger  Zane watched Aaron's little mouse form nod or shake it's head. "Alright." He told Aaron. "Will you be okay?" 'This is really weird. I'm talking to a mouse.' He didn't say the thought aloud, not wanting to say something else wrong. Zane's hand twitched slightly though. He was curious as to Aaron's fur. He'd seen black mice before, but none of them ever really had that almost-blue shine. 'Almost like a magpie's feathers.' Zane wondered if it felt just like any other mouse's fur, or if the sheen was an indicator of something else. 
Aaron wondered why the boy's hand twitched, but didn't really mind, his tail curling at his feet as he looked around the room realizing how freaky it looked as a mouse. His nose twitched as he looked around, realizing how much bigger the chair was now compared to his small mouse body. 'Sheesh. I feel bad for mice...it's so terribly frightening to be so tiny.' Aaron mused.
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Lavender-the-9-tailed-fox
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 10:59 am
Mikeru eyes watched the teacher walk back to the front and continued teaching. “If you weren’t wasting my time…I wouldn’t be daydreaming,” he mumbled. Once the teacher was halfway done, Mikeru stood up and stretched. Grabbing his books and backpack he walked out of the class. ‘At least I staid that long,’ he thought as he walked to his locker. He reached to open it then paused, sensing someone put a spell on it. ‘Did I already make enemies?’ It was a simple spell, one that was meant for a laugh. Sighing and looking around to make sure no one was paying attention. He ran his finger across his canine of teeth, opening a small wound. He then drew an incantation on his locker to diminish the spell. Blue smoke burst from the lining and evaporated. Mikeru then opened his locker and place his books in it. “Baka de yo…” he spoke about the person who attempted it.
(((Cute avi Hun. XD So how old are youuuuz n.n )))
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 12:56 pm
Chris passed out once more to the boring lecture until something smacked on his desk waking him back up. Mr. Connell was standing in front of his again saying. "If your so tiered go find a bed that's not in my room." Chris smirked and stood up. "With pleasure Mr. Connell." he said quietly and stood from his seat pushing his chair in and smiling to his teacher. "See you around." the Junior said and walked out of the door. He walked threw the hall quietly and then spotted the kid from earlier. Chris stopped walking and watched what he was doing. 'I wonder what....oh old locker jock.' he thought and sighed waling up next to the other male. "So you have enemies now?" Chris asked and smiled.
Oh thanks. I'm fourteen now
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 1:12 pm
Kiru shut the book and sighed. "I dont know this s**t... I need help..." he said hopping out of his bed. All he was wearing was a pair of jeans. He wasnt muscular but wasnt flabby... he was alright if you liked that kind of guy... well if you like the uke kind he was perfect. His pink room humorously matched his pink hair if you looked closely... well back to the important stuff. He snapped his fingers and his face brightened up right away. "A quick little spell... to make me feel a little better..." he sighed. He grabbed a shirt and struggled to put it on. He got tangled and fell over. "Ow..." He stood back off and got it on. "Alright so this spell only lasts 15 minutes... If I can get help by then... tee hee!" he said walking out of his room into Dahlia's halls.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 1:18 pm
Mikeru snapped his attention towards the other male. “I don’t know,” he replied in a thick Asian accent. He wasn’t to sure if it was someone he knew from Japan or if it was someone just playing around with all the lockers. After closing his locker and leaned against it with a foot prompted up against the wall. His eyes focused on the male as he watched him.
((( Oh when was your b-day?)))
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 2:10 pm
Chris sighed quietly and leaned against the oposite wall. "Well that bites, I'd like to know if I had an enemy or it was just some stupid freshmen hateing on the older kids." he said and smirked. "My name is Chris by the way. May I ask yours?" he said quietly. THe teen yawned uietly covering it up with his hand and then glanced at teh time.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 2:36 pm
Mikeru pushed himself off the wall and stretched. He wasn’t sure if he should really engage in conversation with Chris or not. ‘Well, he would find out his name sooner or later,’ he took off his glasses and placed them in his pocket. “Mikeru…Mikeru Itou.” He was wondering if this side of the world would recognize his family name. Most likely yes since it was prestigious name in the money making industry. Mikeru had to admit, the boy in front of him was nice looking, a very well form. A small smile crossed his lips as he wondered if Chris was the pitcher or the catcher.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 3:28 pm
Zane only listened to the teacher with half an ear. The better part of his attention was focused on the mouse in Aaron's seat. 'Why doesn't he change back? Can he change back?' Zane didn't know what kind of control Aaron had over his gift. It obviously wasn't perfect. He kept his voice low, not wanting to gain the teacher's attention. "Can you change back?" He asked. He kept his questions to simple yes or no ones. It seemed to be the only way to communicate with the mouse.
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