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 Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 10:54 am
Cristian was startled by the man who walked up next to him. "Its...Its nothing..." he said, not wanting someone else to get hurt on his accord, "just a disagreement." He looked at Loki, she had told the man to butt out, and had called him a murderer. Looking at her, he saw the similarities she shared with her cousin. They had the same eyes. Cristian looked down again, remorse in his stomach. Was he really a murderer? Well, someone viewed him as such... and he wondered if he could ever forgive himself, let alone a relation to the victim. He remembered that night. His own sadness and anger. He still didn't remember the details of his change, just that there wasn't much left of Bill or his buddies when he came to. "I dont want to fight." he said in a barley audible whisper, just wanting to curl up and hide, worried about hurting someone else.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 11:08 am
 ♛♕ ℳąℜҡ ♕♛ that boy is a ℳϴℕⓈϮЄℜ..... Murderer? Mark laughed in the girl's face. The boy next to him was obviously younger than his twenty years, and had a very different sense of pride than this girl. He was looking down. "I don't want to fight.." came a whisper from him. Mark scowled and punched him in the shoulder. "Cowboy up, kid." He turned to speak to the girl, looking down into her eyes.
"If you think you're the only one with a tragic story here, think again. When you come to Blackthorn your past is forgiven. Now if you've got a beef with this guy, you can take it up with me", he said, lifting his head. He lowered his voice, "And if you can't take me, then you can leave him the hell alone."
Mark had seen what had happened earlier in the year, the biggest incident was the night he arrived. People died, and he had done nothing. He backed up to stand beside the boy again. "Personally, I don't give a s**t what this kid did to you, I like him." Mark put his hand on the boy's shoulder. "I'm taking you back to Lunare. You can eat there with me and ....that girl" he said, motioning to Asp, who had come up to the fight silently and stood a few paces back. He looked at the girl, matching her gaze. "You're welcome to join us if you're done acting like a child."
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 12:36 pm
There wasn't much on Sasha's mind for a little bit. There was only a moment she slipped away to a happy mood. Unfortunately it wouldn't last long at all as it seemed. There were voices nearby, and they were audible enough for her to understand a good portion of the conversation. Sasha snapped from her almost dream like state as she stopped in her tracks and turned towards the sounds the people made. Her eyes closed for a moment as she took a deep breath to calm herself. Deciding to have a look, Sasha made her way into view of the group. Her ice blue hues glaring at the yelling girl and then came another running to the "rescue" of a yellow haired boy on the ground. Normally Sasha was one to leave this situations alone, but something instinctively told her to go check it out. She grew closer slowly and kept herself from saying anything to them. It was apparent that the situation was under control for now. Once again though, her mind thought of scenarios that could play out and as always they were dark thoughts that pried her lips open.
"Isn't he the valiant one...."
Sasha would say out lout without intending for anyone to hear it, but her voice was louder than she thought. She crossed her arms in disapproval of the yelling girl and then shook her head at the scene. This place was a haven for their kind and people like this had the potential to ruin it. Sasha shook her head once more keeping herself from doing anything more than verbal...even though she wanted to. She would turn to face the girl while the group conversed and argued. Sasha's words were loud enough to be heard by everyone there now. As always the strangely cold girl had something to say, but it was just like her to speak of what was on her mind.
"Childish....you are completely ignorant aren't you? Here this place is, a place for us...all of us, and you can't even put aside your personal matters for the bigger picture can you. You are but one ant in the sequence of time here on this planet. Remember why you are here? Forgive and forget, before you have gone to far. It would be a shame to loose someone with a temper like that. I often like those who have a touch of fire to their actions. So stop acting like a child."
Sasha spoke to the girl, her ice cold blue hues glaring at here like that of a predator watching and waiting for its chance to strike. Sasha had no intention of doing anything to the girl, but the dark look on Sasha's face told otherwise.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 4:03 pm
Loki thought to herself angrily, It seems as if no one in this school knows how to mind their own business. She looked from Cristian to the man standing next to him. Both were taller than her, but she would take them on if they wanted. She had no idea if she'd be successful in taking them both down, but... Loki shook her head, why am I so violent all of a sudden? she wondered. Movement in the corer of her eye caught her attention. She looked and she saw a woman standing there. When the woman proceeded to call her childish and ignorant, she expected a pang of anger, but it didn't come. She looked at the woman for a long moment and though, what the woman had said was insulting to her, she found the woman to be right. She was acting childish. But how could she forgive someone who had killed such a close member of her family? How could she forgive and forget as the man standing next to Cristian had told her? She noticed the blue eyes piercing through her own, as if daring her to continue her folly. She held the gaze but then figured that the woman was right, it was her turn to look away. Loki averted her eyes and felt as though she had to lower her head even though she was shorter than everyone here. She looked at the man standing next to Cristian for a moment, and then she looked at Cristian and her eyes hardened. Se let out a snort of dismay, something she had only started after her lykan side had awoke, turned and walked away to find secluded spot to gather her thoughts.
Loki rounded one of forum walls and found a nice sprawling tree. She started at a trot towards the tree and ran up its truck, grabbing one of the lower branches and swinging herself up. She climbed to the highest branch she could find that would still hold her weight and sat lazily there contemplating her life.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 4:28 pm
Cristian was relieved and annoyed at the same time when Mark and Sasha came to his defense. He was relieved because he didn't really want this to escalate, and was annoyed because, should he have had to, he would have been able to take care of himself. Either way, he was happy that they accepted him enough to help. He looked at Mark, then at Sash and finally at Loki. He saw the anger in her eyes before she left, and once again felt sadness at having cause all that hate and remorse. Had she not been wanting to tear out his throat, Cristian would have followed her to make sure she was okay.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 4:33 pm
-----Very submissive
-----------Wants a friend
-----------------Needs control╔══════════════╗
She smiled softly, closing the leather book. Wow. They -are- nice. Huh. Maybe talking to people isn't such a bad idea. She tantatively held a hand out, taking Kata's own. "Fraya. Fray, if you will." She nodded in Vincent's direction, not offering a hand. She usually didn't shake hands, as well, but it was impolite to refuse someone else's hand. Her English was brightly coloured with her country's language, and she knew it. She spoke very good English, and passed that class beautifully with the professors back in Oslo. Therefore, she enjoyed speaking it. Many people looked at her odd for her love of the language, but, most people did, anyway, so she didn't mind it. Glancing down, she put her pencils into her pocket, standing and brushing the back of her pants. Looking to Vince, just to the right of his eyes, she shook her head. Not really. I draw anything. Anything that appeals to me. "Her words began to speed up with her excitement, and her accent getting thicker, making her words nigh inaudible. "Anything beautiful, or sad. I love painting, really. I enjoy mixing and experimenting colours, and using different cuts of charcoal. I'd really love to paint a model, maybe Kata, here--"She stopped herself a moment too late, already blurting out the comment. She kicked herself mentally, looking down, extremely and obviously embarassed. Wow. Wrong thing to say to a complete stranger. And look! I'm ranting! Why can't I just calm down? She was now blushing darker than her red hair. No, no. Not red, it's orange. Being an artist, I have to be specific when it comes to colours, right? She glanced up, hoping they wouldn't be laughing.
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Bavarian Creme Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 5:11 pm
oO________Kata________Oo
Kata made note of how Vincent didn't offer Fray his hand. He didn't offer Loki his hand either. But he took my hand for me to help him up. She wondered how deep this idiot savant syndrome went. Other than being shy, she had found nothing wrong with him. The most normal of people had stutters and were shy--even some of the most famous people in the world. She remembered an article she had read listing some of those celebrities. Winston Churchill came to mind.
Be a model? Kata laughed nervously at the suggestion. "Um... I've never been asked to--to model. I wouldn't know how." She looked to Vincent for his opinion, again not noticing things other than him, nor noticing that he was all she was really paying attention to.
Kata's parents were fairly strict and wanted her to do well in school and go for a career that had some stability. Anything to do with art was unstable, and therefore, not an option. It was no big loss though: Kata was by no means talented, not like the orange-haired girl standing in front of her. There weren't many things Kata was good at. Sure, she retained Historical facts like a glass holds water, but nothing that would make someone's jaw drop in amazement. She tried to imagine what it would be like to model, and the thought of remaining still for hours on end, being yelled at for the slightest movements, made her apprehensive. But, then, Kata could not imagine this Fraya--Fray, as someone to yell. And didn't we just stand still for her? That wasn't so bad...
oO_____________Oo
If I just lay here, would you lie with me
and just forget the world?
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 6:55 pm
| That Silent Kid. || The one I'm trying to avoid; Kata. Fraya. || Other Chi characters included; None. |☆═━┈┈━═☆
So, she did anything that appealed to her. He thought of that interesting, he remembered his mother used to really love on artist, but all he did was landscapes, and the landscapes he drew were usually lost in time and untouched by humans. Completely fantasy, but they were amazing art pieces. But Fraya said she drew anything, anything that she wanted to, to him that was pretty amazing. The good artists back at his home that he went to school with usually were only good at one subject.
“T-That’s pretty impressive,” he complemented softly, maybe it was normal from where she came from. But from his small town Meissen, the artists that were good, usually went into clay and porcelain to continue the trade and tradition. Fray started to speak once more and Vincent took from his glancing about to return his eyes to the speaker – he at least had that courteous manner. Fray started to share how she would love to paint a model, and then offered Katarina to model. He instantly noticed the blush that erupted on her face, showing that was more of a slip of the tongue. Vincent understood how that felt, he did that all the time.
Katarina then looked to him after she gave Fraya her hesitant reply and he looked at Katarina for a moment before looking away and thinking on what he should say. “I-I think it’d be interesting… Y-You might even like it,” he shrugged and gave a small smile, peering at both girls before around him again. He peered to where he saw the blond girl – which was now with a group of people. He watched the scene, seeing the brunette boy seeming to protect another boy, Loki – who looked absolutely pissed – and then that unknown blond girl. He watched Loki walk off in anger and wondered what happened.
He looked back at his own company; it really did not concern him. Besides, if he didn’t pay attention, he would miss some things and he did not want to be considered rude. ☆═━┈┈━═☆ With ȿςῒɇήςɇ;
you are bound to ʆȯȿɇ
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 8:24 pm
-----Very submissive
-----------Wants a friend
-----------------Needs control╔══════════════╗
She smirked, listening to the girl hesitate. Her blush went away, and she looked up. "Yes. It's odd the first time... But not that bad. You'd get used to it." She smiled, nodding a bit. Noticing Vince acting nervous, she tried to think of a way to fix it. She didn't like being a reason to be shy. She was shy enough, herself. Then a low rumble sounded from her stomach. Oh. Food. Perfect idea! She hesitated, not wanting to sound too forward. But the sun was almost overhead, meaning noon-ish. She looked over to notice a crowd of people begin walking away. She could hear their conversation, as her senses had been three times as good since... that morning. She shook her head, and looked back to her own company. Would you like to get food? They seem to know where to get some..." She half way raised a hand, pointing a loosley-held hand towards the aforementioned group.
[[Uhm, I'm really sorry. The last minute mention of what time frame we're in caught me off guard, so, anything that goes into the subject has to be fuzzy for me unless I can completely redo my character. D: It wouldn't be hard, just confusing, as I made her for this time frame and then Hoof drops the 'oh, by the way, this is, like, two hundred years ago, kthnxbai' bomb. D:]]
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 8:46 pm
{ The Troublemaker }{Subject of my masterpiece; Loki }╔══════════════╗ [ Dun know about you guys, but I always enjoy a good drama / fight in a RP. xP ]
Evelyn had been trailing around the school, looking around. It was an enjoyable day, and she felt at calm and ease. The diversity of students here were amazing and she stared – not rudely – at each interesting character that she passed. She wondered soon enough if she seemed interesting. She was usually known as the red-head, the girl that everyone dumped their problems on. The girl didn’t care though, she was at least known. She was happy to help; she lived to help other people.
She sometimes thought that was why she was born.
She soon heard an argument and perked up, watching a girl hit a blond boy. Soon enough, a brunette boy came to the boy’s rescue, and then a blond girl came and went to the throat with her choices of words. Evelyn saw Aspen, but she wasn’t saying anything. Evelyn immediately bristled; three against one was not exactly fair. She ran up, and stood in front of the girl, her own black eyes narrowing.
“There are always two sides to a story and you three ganging up on her is like you guys punching her back. If you want to prove a point, fighting fire with fire is not the way to do it.” She snapped at the brunette boy, she was not necessarily defending the girl’s actions, but her being in whole. Some people cannot simply forgive and forget; there was patience with something like that. Her malicious glare met the blond girl’s and the red-head growled, challenging her back. “And you can get off your ******** high horse.” She said as she pointed rudely and then turned, running towards the girl that had walked off.
She watched as the girl climbed up a tree and Evelyn slowed her pace. She stood under the tree, watching the girl. She recognized the anger she had demonstrated earlier, whatever had caused it though, was not Evelyn’s business. Evelyn waited a few moments before speaking up, “Hey, are you alright? I saw what happened,” she sat down at the trunk, waiting for the girl to either reply or ignore her. Whatever the reaction was, the red-head was ready for it. She almost laughed at what she had said to defend the girl. Fighting fire with fire, she did the exact thing; she even fought and got herself bloody. But that was usually second stage, she needed to defend her pride and her being, it was all she had, and some idiot that had started the fight or tried to get smart would not be able to accomplish such a task.
╚══════════════╝ You ⓒⓞⓜⓟⓛⓘⓐⓝ that I don't care;
I say you ⓒⓐⓡⓔ too much!
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 9:50 pm
As Loki sat on her branch, she thought, angrily at first, Why is everyone against me? How can't they judge me so quickly, I'm not the one who killed someone. She lifted her eyes to the sky and reminisced all the fun times she had spent with her cousin, and that they would never, ever meet again. She would never hear his laughs, never see his smile. And she would never again taste his prefect home-made guacamole. She felt hot tears begin to well up behind her eyes and she buried her face in her hands. She heard a voice call up from below and she jumped, almost falling from her branch. She sniffled and wiped her eyes hurriedly before looking down at whom she assumed would be someone else who had a bone to pick with her. She sighed and decided she'd best confront whoever was down there so she climbed nimbly down from the tree. When she dropped to the ground she hit her wounded elbow ever so slightly on the trunk, making her wince. She stood up straight, shaking her arm out, trying to restore feeling to it. Facing the girl she, instead of making eye contact, looked of to the side and down at the grass expecting another ear full.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 10:44 pm
Sasha would only stare back at the other student who addressed her in such a manner. The look on Sasha's face wouldn't change at all as the girl spoke to her. Sasha honestly didn't care what this girl said, she seemed to not understand the situation fully. Giving the girl the benefit of the doubt, Sasha gave her a dismissive hand wave as the girl left. Sasha had no interest in being part of a problem, she had just come to stop people from doing something stupid. Sasha's cold ice blue hues would shift slowly to focus on the two other boys. She would look at the one who had come to aid the yellow haired boy, and as she looked at him she would smile before raching out and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"I'll let you take it from here hero..."
Sasha would trail off as she withdrew her hand and made her way away from them. Her eyes were cold as always, and something dark lay behind them, but she knew full well that the boy she had spoken to would sense her want to be alone. She only hoped he did as she wanted and left her alone. She was well on her way towards the library now, and with any luck she figured there would be no more distractions. Assuming there was no one around, Sasha began to talk to herself about books and what to get.
"Maybe something about our history...no...class is enough as it is. Something about art? No....what do I want to know? I want to know who all these people are, what their backgrounds are....and I want to talk to the headmaster about things...to bad I won't get the chance for some time. So I guess a history book of our kind would be best suited for a downtime read."
Sasha finished talking to herself as she paused to look across the campus as far as she could see. She saw the girl that had yelled at her and told her to get off her "high horse" and now she was out of sight of the boys. Sasha figured her job was done anyway, so now she would continue with her original task.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 10:50 pm
♛♕ ℳąℜҡ ♕♛ that boy is a ℳϴℕⓈϮЄℜ..... Mark watched the young girl run off after the girl who'd appeared next to him had told her off. He was caught off guard again when a girl with flame-red hair accosted them and took off following the girl.
He'd seen the flame haired girl before, he could've sworn, but didn't know her name. He looked at the blonde next to him, realizing he didn't know her either. Suddenly it struck him that he didn't know any of the four there with him. I guess I still owe Clutsy a trip to the caf he thought to himself. He looked at the boy. "Hey man, I'm taking that girl to get some food", he said, "You wanna come?" the boy's face seemed pensive, so he added, "I knew you could take her man, but I didn't want anyone getting hurt. Sometimes stuff goes down, but you seem like a good guy." He spoke quietly, shielding his voice with his back, making sure only the boy could hear. He felt a hand on his shoulder, heard some soft words and the blonde was gone.
He looked at her before walking up to the brunette. "Food. Now. Let's get there already...." he trailed off as he started walking, not looking behind him. He wasn't one to adhere to formalities, they served little purpose in his experience. If the boy didn't follow, it was their choice, not his concern. He already had one tag-a-long.
[[the drama is epic! : D <3 ]] ♕♛----------------------------------------------------------♛♕
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 11:21 pm
{ The Troublemaker }{Subject of my masterpiece; Loki }╔══════════════╗ Evelyn eyes softened, “Ouch that must’ve hurt. Your arm okay?” She then peered back and watched the blond girl walk off. The other three of the group were still talking before the brunette boy started to lead them somewhere. Evelyn’s gaze fell back on the blond girl and she was peering over here, Evelyn growled softly before returning her attention back to the girl.
“Like I said, I saw what happened. It’s really none of my concern on what caused the little skirmish, and I won’t pry you for information and I’m not here to judge. But, I will admit, those kids did have a point.” She gave a small smile, “I heard you call the boy a murderer, and I talked to our Shape-shifting teacher here, Doctor Sievara, and he told me that werewolves, when getting their first transformation, have to be provoked somehow, unless it just happens and they are lucky with no blood on their hands.”She sighed, “What I’m just trying to say is, it’s quite apparent that boy killed someone close to you. Maybe, just maybe it will help to learn what happened that night instead of trying to show the poor boy who throws the harder punches.” Evelyn winked slightly, trying to cheer the girl up. She would have given another example, which would have been her own. Evelyn’s first transformation, she slaughtered her family and then just left them. But, she did not feel it appropriate at this time.
“In other words, we are all misfits here trying to find our place in this world. We are all here for the same reason; to control this monster inside us. Whether we killed, ran, hid or made a complete mess when we first transformed. Like Sievara said, now that we are all here, we are all a large pack, and like every pack, we have to think of the greater good.” Evelyn put a hand on the girl’s shoulder and smiled softly. “I know they didn’t try to stop what just happened in a fair way, but you seem like a good person, I know it’s hard, but try to forgive alright? You don’t have to forget, just forgive.”
Evelyn then sighed again and released the girl’s shoulder before laughing, “How silly I sound! I sound like some old war veteran or something! I just don’t want you to get in trouble on the first day.” Evelyn laughed at herself for a moment before controlling the reaction, “Oh! I’m Evelyn by the way, nice to meet you. Can I know your name?”
╚══════════════╝ You ⓒⓞⓜⓟⓛⓘⓐⓝ that I don't care;
I say you ⓒⓐⓡⓔ too much!
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 11:27 pm
Ѧʂρєɳ
♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ You ask me why I'm reckless....
Asp watched all the proceedings silently. It wasn't her place to stop a fight, and it really wasn't the dark haired boy's either. She wasn't surprised when the blonde put a hand on the boy. He was attractive, she had to admit. His eyes were especially nice. He beckoned to her and kept walking. Rude b*****d she laughed to herself.
"So there's food in Lunare, Oh-Book-Flinger?" she trotted to catch up to him and kept stride next to him as the pair continued crossing the quad. He responded with a nod. Asp's beige sundress billowed as the two walked, dew covering her bare feet. She wondered if the sandy haired youth was going to follow. She resisted the urge to turn around. She didn't need to be a mother to him, he deserved his pride.
So far this place had already turned into more than she'd bargained for. Classes hadn't even started yet and there were already fights breaking out. She smiled, seemed she's finally found a place where her adventurous side wouldn't be held down like a rabid dog.
.....And I'll respond with, "Why aren't you? "♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠ ♤♠
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