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 Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 2:20 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 12:41 am
 Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Anders sipped his coffee with disgust. He drank swill better than this brew. Who made this? The coffee back in his room was much better. Then again, the beans were expensive. He sat at his desk with papers scattered all over. Only one stood out amongst them. The request for an Art Club. Now either he could simply sign it and give it back to that white haired girl, or just... wait a little longer and mess with her. He liked the second idea better. It seemed more fun and enjoyable to him. But he did have to admit that her artwork was exquisite. If only she hadn't been an Astronomy Major. Such a waste. Anders leaned back in his seat and propped his feet up.
No matter how much coffee he drank, he still felt tired. It might've been from the heavy amounts of caffeine he drank every single day. Now he can't stay awake from it. Perhaps there was a way to stay awake for awhile? A magical spell, perhaps? He reached for a pen, balancing it on his nose. He left his sketchpad back at his apartment, but he was too lazy to go back and grab it. The pen seemed more interesting for the moment. A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 11:22 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye... On her way to the spell casting class, Angela passed by the teacher's lounge. She hesitated briefly but decided to poke her head in in case Ian was there. It made sense that he could have stopped by there after class. She frowned, and poked her head in, but to her disappointment saw the perverted art teacher...balancing...a pen on his nose.
How sophisticated. She rolled her eyes and almost left but realized she didn't know what kind of magic he used. For all she knew, he was also an animancer, in which case, she could just drag his sorry arse to the infirmary instead.
She smirked slightly and doffed her shoes at the door before she silently padded into the teacher's lounge, stealing up behind him.
"Shouldn't you be working instead of lazying about goofing off?" she asked loudly when she was about a foot behind him....where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 11:58 pm
Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Anders was lost in thought. It didn't take much brain work to balance a writing utensil. He didn't even notice another person coming into the room. A loud booming voice echoed in the room right behind him, making him sit up and lose the pen. And he was so close. He swiveled around in his chair to face the white haired girl from earlier, Angela. "I am working. Thinking is part of working, isn't it?" He bent down and picked up the fallen pen. "Besides, shouldn't you be studying or something like that instead of traipsing about in the teacher's lounge?" He asked, twirling the pen in his hands.
But since she was here... Anders reached for the request form and signed it, holding the paper out to Angela. "You can have this back. It's official. You can have the Art Club. But just letting you know, I'll sit in since I'm supposed to... supervise you. And you're the representative." He smirked, sitting farther back in his chair. Since she disliked him so much, this would be fun. A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 12:24 am
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye..."Oh, you were thinking," Angela said. "Right. So it just looked like you were trying to balance a pen on your nose but you were really sitting there thinking deep, profound thoughts. Of course. How silly of me. And no, actually, we've not done anything yet that requires studying so I believe I'm good."
"Mythology was nothing but introductions, we barely covered in anything in astronomy and spell casting is all review for me." She frowned and took the paper he was holding out to her. "You don't have to sit in," Angela told him again. There was no reason for him to. He would just...be an annoyance. "Though if you've got nothing better to than balance pens on your nose, I can see why you want to."
"Saying of which, what kind of magic do you use? You wouldn't happen to be a specialist in life magic, would you?" ...where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 12:52 am
Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters "That, and I would like to see what level everyone is on with their artwork. Yours, for example, is exquisite. I'll just simply sit by and give my input every now and then and offer some assistance." Anders continued to smirk as he set the pen aside. He'd worry about having fun balancing it later. For now Angela was his main focus for entertainment. Her question about his type of magic interested him. He was speechless for several seconds, then burst out laughing. "Me? Life magic? Do I look like the loving, caring type? Sorry, but I don't perform animancy." Anders stood and straightened his jacket.
"I'm an Ubramancer. I work with shadows, not life." He paused and stared at Angela. Why was she asking this type of question now? "Hmmm, are you interested in changing your element?" He asked curiously. A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:37 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye..."My apologies if I offended you by assuming there might be a nice man lurking beneath the perverted snark," Angela said, rolling her eyes. "And no, I'm not interested in changing anything. I'm quite content being able to pummel anyone who annoys me with lightning. Quite useful."
Pfft. She shouldn't be surprised a selfish, arrogant b*****d like him used shadows. But then...he did cal her art exquisite. She resisted the urge to smile at that.
Still, she supposed she could make an effort to be polite. She sighed slightly and tried to stop glaring at him. "There's a very ill student in the clinic,' Angela explained, using a nicer tone. "I don't know if you're aware but we don't seem to have a school physician at the moment. Professor Jacobs uses life magic so I thought he might be of some use. I actually popped in here in case he'd stopped by after class. But instead I found you demonstrating your pen balancing skills so I thought it wouldn't hurt to ask you."...where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 5:45 pm
Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Anders' eye twitched. A perverted snark? Him? Well, he was a snark, but perverted? He preferred the term 'romantic'. At least that's what it sounded like to him? Women can be so difficult to understand. "So you're an electromancer? That seems to fit your--" He stopped midsentence and raised an eyebrow at her. Did she just say that a student was sick? And that there was no doctor? He never bothered to take notice since, well, it didn't have anything to do with him. An alarm went off in his head as the smirk was wiped off of his face. "A student getting sick this early in the semester? That isn't good." He stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked to the doorway. He turned around and waited for Angela.
"You can find this Professor Jacobs if you want, but if you really need someone to take a look at this student, then you're stuck with me. I've had medical training and I can help right now. You said they're located at the clinic, yes?" He stared cooly at Angela. A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 8:49 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye..."Seems to suit my...horrific temper and tendancy to be violent?" Angela asked, giving Anders an innocent smile. "Yeah, that's about what my grandfather said." She watched him suddenly go all serious and responsible and head for the door. Medical training? Really?
"Well, it looks like you are useful after all. I think, no offense to Professor Jacobs, that someone with medical training is going to be more use." She padded after him. "Yuki--one of the student council members--is the one ill. I'm not sure what it is. It could be just a cold but she looks awful--all pale and exhausted." Angela shrugged. "Well, she did seem to force herself to attend class so perhaps that's why. But I think someone needs to have a look at her. Someone who, you know, knows a bit about illness and such."
"If you're confident you can handle it alone, I'll let you do that. The student council has been mostly holed up in the clinic so I should probably go around and make sure there's nothing weird going on anywhere. With our reticent director still refusing to show his face, the school is just a little lax on discipline...so yes."
"Anyway, I'll let you get to Yuki," she said, squeezing past him and slipping her shoes back on now that she didn't have to sneak around. She paused and gave him a nearly genuine smile. "Thank you."...where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress. (Sorry!!! I thought I was still waiting on you. D= Somehow I completely missed your post. DDD= *flails*))
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 10:21 pm
Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters "Of course I'm useful. I'm a teacher, after all," Anders stated bluntly. He wondered who this Professor Jacobs is. The spell casting teacher, perhaps? He'd have to make a stop after taking care of this sick student and ask about magical shock collars. He just has to remember which way the school clinic was. "I'll check on Yuki now then while you take care of your rounds. Lord knows how many students will be causing trouble at this time." He scratched his head, thinking. He remembered the little incident in front of the school. All of the students and teachers were wet, except for him. He went out to get coffee. Perhaps she got sick from staying wet for several minutes? Yuki must have a weak immune system. He'd talk with her once he met her.
Before leaving Anders got a glimpse of Angela smiling. There was something different about it and it seemed... kinder. What did he do to deserve that? He smirked and simply patted her on the head. "You should smile more," he commented. Then he pinched her cheeks. "You'll burn more calories that way." He left the room while smiling to himself. That should annoy her for a little while more.
*Exits to School Clinic*
OOC: lol Don't worry about it xD. I've been off for a couple of days anyways so I had no clue xD. A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 7:21 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye..."If I wanted to burn calories, I could just do it by beating up the last person to irritate me!" Angela called after him. Dumb a**. Was he really a teacher? He acted more like a stupidly tall preschooler.
She rubbed her face. Stupid...idiotic....creep. She didn't recall ever saying he was allowed to touch her. GAH! Stupid man!
Angela huffed an annoyed sigh and started the opposite direction....where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:16 am
ZHAIRENE XYZA NAOE "When I was a child, the story would say
Somebody will sweep you off your feet some day
That's what I hoped would happen with you
More than you could know"  ❥ Zhai first headed at the teacher's lounge as part of her self orientation.. Where's the school director eh? She's expecting some kind of a warm greeting or welcome as part of her first day of work.
Soon as she received the acceptance letter as the Music Teacher, Zhai didn't waste her time packing her things and settle a ship heading towards Resonance Skies.. Hoping to find her one great true love!
As the young lady set foot at the lounge, to her dismayed she found no one.. Where's the teachers?.. They're out perhaps? Or maybe they were on a date with their loved ones? Oohh.. That would be flavorful!
Setting her logbooks and stuffs at the vacant table just around the corner, Zhai couldn't help but wonder, what if she meet her prince charming in this very day? The entire room is empty and to that door, a male suddenly popped out and would just go to his desk.. (A teacher of course!) And bestow a smile on her.. He might help her fix her things.. And by that very minute, they would ask for their names, numbers, then the next day, they will meet again and they could go out for a snack in the canteen.. During the break she will meet him again then out of no where bumped with each other, her books will just fell off.. He will help her and their hands will get in contact.. And so their eyes.. And...
Oh my Goodness! This will be so exciting!!
Her face suddenly flushed and Zhai couldn't help but to shake her head with so much excitement!
"I can't wait to write a story in this very hour!!"She exclaimed and place her things against her desk.. Goody! A story of love!  "A girl can dream,
It's true....
And to call you my own
It's the sweetest dream I know" ((OOC: Don't mind her.. she's very delusional 8D ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 11:09 am
COLLEEN XING You'll never be brave if you don't get hurt..
You'll never learn if you don't make mistakes..
You'll never be successful if you don't encounter failure..  ✿✿Colleen took another christmas ball from the box and gently heads to the metal ladder rested against the wall. She's currently busy decorating the Teachers' Lounge, its free period after all, and Christmas is just around the corner. After doing this chore, she might head back to their dorm and decorate it too and prepare any food to share..
Wait, maybe she could just head first to the Astronomy dept ladies' dorm and do s**c and span. But before Colleen could do that, somehow she needs another dose of her nebule. Taking small steps and reaching the green plastic leaves stuck at the wall, Colleen gently sling the thread at it, securing the christmas ball..
There..
Once more, she slowly goes down the ladder and went back to the box.. Wondering if she could also set a small christmas tree in this very room. ✿✿
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2012 4:51 pm
COLLEEN XING You'll never be brave if you don't get hurt..
You'll never learn if you don't make mistakes..
You'll never be successful if you don't encounter failure.. ✿✿Colleen coughed softly after dusting the tables and organizing stuffs inside the lounge.. She heard about the incoming ball, well she wasn't sure about it... Where did she got it anyway?..
Once more, Colleen took another puff from her puffer, she wasn't use from the dust.. Going to the old box, Colleen tuck the excess tinsels inside and decides to decorate somewhere else.. ✿✿*exit somewhere else*
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:17 pm
Ally.Conner Nothing gives one person so much advantage over another as to remain always cool and unruffled under all circumstances...
Ally was in the teacher's lounge making copies of some worksheets for one of the other teachers. She'd quickly discovered that she had been sort of designated as the errand runner which, really, she was okay with. It wasn't like she had anything else to do particularly and at least making copies was more interesting than being assigned to mop the halls or something equally mundane and totally not in her job description. And while the photocopier was making quick work of spitting out freshly printed worksheets, her lunch was in the microwave being irradiated.
She felt a little bad she was eating junk today and made a mental note to bring salad tomorrow because she definitely could not survive on reheated and prepackaged foods if she wanted to make it through this internship.
But she supposed junk wasn't going to hurt her much if it was every once in a while......I'm not the kind of person who tries to be cool or trendy, I'm definitely an individual.
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