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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:28 pm
Cafe de Gourmet OPEN 24 HOURS A DAY ALL DAY ALL YEAR Wednesday night Karaoke Friday night Dances Saturday Live Bands Serves all kind of food (since we are one of the only places that serves food) Discount to Dragon Isle Academy/University students
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:48 pm
Danisy walks out of the dark rainy weather outside into the large room and winces at the bright light. She rubs her eyes and heads towards the register to order. The employee who is accompanying the register is overly eager to be there. Danisy isnt in a very good mood today from knocking her head on the table earlier that morning. As shes weaving through tables she stumbles over someones satchel and lands on her elbow.
"OOMFF!"
Danisy scrambles up and walks faster towards the young, female, employee -whom is now staring at Danisy with an odd expression.
i know im such an idiot... she tells herself..
she looks up at the menu board and sees the Vegetarian panel.
oooo that doesn't sound half bad
"How can i help you ma'am?!" she asks.
Danisy is shocked to hear her and jumps back a little. The voice echoes off the walls and other customers stop what they are doing and shift their eyes towards their way.
ummm..
"WHAT'S THAT MA'AM? YOURE GOING TO HAVE TO SPEAK LOUDER!!!!"
Danisy glares at the girl
"i'll take the oriental salad with a lemon water. oh and please clean the lemon before throwing it in the water. THANK YOU!" Danisy smiles at the end laughing at her own unnoticed humor.
"Ma'am you do not have to yell. You might scare other customers away..."
Danisy drops her mouth and walks away. She sits down at a seat and is immediately brought out her salad and lemon water.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 12:06 am
The door to the cafe opens wide as a blue haired man comes strolling in he sits amongst the stools near the cash where the employe looks one time before quickly retreating to the back, he leaps over the counter and begins to prepare his own meal he had been so focused in his stomach he failed to notice he was not alone in the front.
Gray continues to eat his sandwitch calmly only stopping to ask out loud : oi if your in this town you must be a student may i ask what branch you come from : he had still not turned nor even cease eating his sandwitch could he have been wrong.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 12:13 am
Danisy watches a blue haired man enter and makes himself at home. She freaks out thinking hes after the cash! seeing him prepare his own food changed her mood Danisy laughs about the matter Could have been worse i guess! she says to herself. he begins to speak with her. she puts her clean fork down, still havent tried the food yet. my name is Danisy, Im... uhh, new, but I'm apart of the necro branch She smiles really big and shrugs.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 12:25 am
Gray chuckles slightly upon hearing this he finishes the remainder of his sandwitch gulping it down in one bite before speaking once more : ha your with that ghost then well i thank my luck for today : he rises from his chair where he then walks closer towards the girl tho he stos a set distance away as to not disturb her meal, he scratches his head slightly trying to think of how to phrase his next thoughts.
Gray sighs as he snaps his fingers creating a bright eruption of sparks he lowers his hand while his voice returns to its calm tone : my name is gray and i am the leader of the dairun (the light ) its a shame we stand divided miss : he turns to walk towards the door where he stops at the entrance : train hard my students will be taught to crush the other branches being necrro they will hunt you first : his smiles seemed almost sad as he leaves the cafe to head back to his training chamber.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 12:59 am
Danisy watches him head towards the door, and quickly shuts her eyes and sends a burst of chi power towards him. it warms him up. More so than what light does. This brings him inner warmth and it is different than what hes ever felt.
Its not like i chose my own branch. your born with the ability. so therfore i will go along with my path, wouldnt you? she smirks and shakes her head.
Danisy's smirk quickly fades...
fight? but i don't want to fight, i DONT fight....
she brings out her journal once more and scribbles down another entry for the day. she squirms just thinking about fighting...
Her higherself speaks to Danisy.
this life is about love.. my fighting years are over, Danisy
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 7:05 pm
 xxMɪᴄʜᴇʟʟᴇ Aᴠᴇɴ Nᴏɪʀᴇxxx ↴xxx↳xxＴｈｅ ｂｏｙ ｗｈｏ ｗａｓ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｌｏｖｅｄxxxxxxxx" The most terrible poverty is loneliness,
xxxx and the feeling of being unloved. "xxx" All i've ever wanted to do - was reach out and touch another human being.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNot with my hands.....But with my heart. "xxxxxMichelle had never gone out with anyone before. And, he was lost in his thoughts the entire way. From all of his years of being a librarian, he learned many things. For Astronomy, to Biography, to Anatomy. Everything. He got all of his knowledge for books. And Michelle knew a book came in any genre you could imagine. And Michelle was one of those people, who had probably been alive long enough to read every single genre you could imagine, four to five times. Now, Michelle having read all of these books, did not necessarily mean he understood all of them. And this way exactly why Michelle was so lost in his thought and so internally confused at this moment.
Date -
Two or more people getting together for an activity when the possibility of romance between them has been broached but not ruled out. Since the exploration of romance is the purpose of a date, merely asking someone out on a date is sufficient to broach the subject. Dates may or not continue once a couple have entered into a romantic relationship. The word "date" may be used to identify a get together between two people not romantically involved, but this usage is meant to convey irony, since such a meeting is not a date in the true sense of the word.
Michelle had this definition memorized. And it kept pushing at him. This was a date, right? Michelle had never been on a date. The one thing he did not understand in both the books he read that involved dates, and the definition of date, was.......The whole romance part. Michelle had never understood romance. But he knew it involved trust.
Trust -
Firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something.
Michelle had absolutely no trust. Neither did he have one single sense of trust. He had never, ever trusted someone. Neither had he ever liked someone. So every single emotion that revolved around trust; Confidence, Love, Lust, Happiness, and Joy......He had no idea what they were, what they felt like, or even what they were.
So on their way to the Cafe, it made sense for Michelle's mind to be so confused. Was this a date? But how could he know? He didn't know of any of the emotions in the definition, so how could he expect to know. Michelle paused and looked up, temporarily out of his thoughts. They had arrived at the Cafe.
Deciding to be polite, he opened the door for Freya and Ignatius. He did it quite often, because he was taught so. And, as his mind raced with many, many questions about what they were going to do, he trailed behind them, then stopped and tilted his head to the right. "Could i ask a question?" He asked timidly, eyes rather shy.
Of course, Michelle was still....scared. With every little thing he did, with every small thing he said, he would be afraid. He would become depressed. He would feel the loneliness some more. And there was no helping this. It was the only thing he knew. And, he did not have anyone's trust. Because he didn't know what it was. He didn't know what most things were. And this was one of the things, Michelle prayed, and hoped, he would be able to change when.....When he maybe did make a friend. A friend that wouldn't leave him, and showed him that they really cared. He wanted to know the feeling of happiness. The feeling of love, too.
And so with Michelle's question he wanted to ask, he did feel scared. He did feel sad. And he defintley did feel lonely. But, he also understood that patience was a part of all this. And he would have to endure more pain, in order for him to make progress. And Michelle hoped it was worth it.
And this first question, was going to be the question that started everything. This simple question, would make him feel a little less ignorant about so many emotions that he couldn't feel. Romance, Love, Lust, Happiness.
And maybe if it was, then.....he had hope for friends. Even though the pain, and sadness was there, hope was slowly getting stronger.
"Is this a date?"" Wont you love me? "
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 8:50 pm
Ignatius
When everything feel like the movies ------------------------- Ignatius eyes were trained on the ground as they made there way to the café, his hood covering his face, his cloak drawn closely around him, Lost in thought.” I suppose this isn’t to bad, could be a lot worse, could have had to come down here bye my self and at night, might cause unwanted confrontations” He continued to walk down the path, listening keenly to everything that was going on around him, prepared for anything and everything, and old habit he was going to have to bake, being this paranoid, but as he ahs learned threw out his life, habits that are bread into you are hard to brake.
Ignatius hesitated as they made there way to the café, it was a nice little place he noticed, defiantly to bright, but, other then that he had nothing to complain about, his eyes darted over to Michele as he heled the door open for them, and walked in, giving the other a small nod, accompanied by a quite thank you.
He looked about for a part of the café that had the least sun light, and almost let out a relived sigh as he spotted it, and right as he was about to head off in that direction, Michele said something. “Could i ask a question?” Alright, a question, that was simple enough right?. He turned to face him, waiting patently for the boy to speak, and was a bit taken back bye the question.” Is this a date?” Ignatius shifted a bit, thinking about the definition of the word. ”Well…I suppose it is a meeting ...gathering…amongst colliges..” He said back, making sure his voice was loud enough to hear, sighlently cursing his soft tone, and inability to start a normal conversation, Amongst colliges? Really! Who ses that any more.
“Though…if you want to call it that…I suppose it dose fit the term...” To a degree, he reminded him self, they were here to get to know one another; since they would be living together it was only a logical choice, not really a date to him, But if that’s what the other wanted to call it. ”It’s...a date among…roommates” there we go, that sounded, wrong, oh very wrong. He tugged at the inner lining of his cloak, perhaps he should let Freya do the talking, he was probably just being confusing.
{Out Of Compassion:} ------------------------- Wild
Yeah ya bleed just to know you`re alive
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 12:56 pm
 Saiga Nurarihiyon
[Necro Branch] Saiga entered the café and sat down in an empty corner of the room, wrapping his silver tails around his waist so he didnt sit on them. He was lost, but he didnt want to bother anyone by asking for help. He looked around the room, seeing that there weren't many people and relaxed. He reached into the bag that rested on his back next to his sapphire sword, and pulled out a sketchbook and a pencil. He began drawing quietly as his fox ears twitched every time something made a sound. Saiga's eyes were filled with feelings of lonliness from all the years he had spent living on his own.*why was i left alive...*this thought filled his mind, after disease and war had taken his entire family from him it was the only thing that he ever thought about. After the war, he had experienced nothing but rejection. Saiga's hand began to shake and a loud crack could be heard. He looked at the hand that had been holding the pencil to see that it had snapped.
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 2:19 pm
 The café had not been too far of a walk, and if anything Freya seemed energized by the little excursion into the outdoors. As nice as it had been though, she was certainly ready to arrive and finally have her meal, and cheerfully wandered in, smiling at her roommate for holding the door. “What a gentleman.” She commented, half serious and entirely amused by the sweet gesture. She looked around the room, loving the bright and warm feeling of it, and spotted the menu. She had hoped they had a good selection without meat, and so far she was not disappointed. After a moment her attention was called back to the boys when Michelle asked a question, and a most peculiar one at that.
"Is this a date?"Ignatius was the first to answer, “Well…I suppose it is a meeting ...gathering…amongst colleagues…” Freya couldn’t help but the slightly amused- it seemed neither of them really knew much on the subject. “Though…if you want to call it that…I suppose it dose fit the term...” Maybe a bit.. She thought to herself, although it seemed they were missing a fairly crucial piece of what made a date, well, a date. Romance. And that was not a vibe she was getting from either of the quiet, seemingly confused young men. ”It’s...a date among…roommates.”Well, at least that last bit seemed accurate… in its own quirky way. “Well, you can call it that if you want. Doesn’t matter too much, really, I don’t mind.” She said, giving a little giggle and a shake of her head. “But it is a little different than what most people would call a date. It’s missing a little something for that. You know, the whole romantic atmosphere.” She said, the last bit almost teasing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 2:56 pm
xxMɪᴄʜᴇʟʟᴇ Aᴠᴇɴ Nᴏɪʀᴇxxx ↴xxx↳xxＴｈｅ ｂｏｙ ｗｈｏ ｗａｓ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｌｏｖｅｄxxxxxxxx" The most terrible poverty is loneliness,
xxxx and the feeling of being unloved. "xxx" All i've ever wanted to do - was reach out and touch another human being.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNot with my hands.....But with my heart. "xxxxxMichelle nodded when he was told that this was indeed, a date. But.......he felt a little more confused when Freya told him and Ignatius that this needed romance.
Romance - A feeling of excitement and mystery associated with love.
There were those words again. Excitement. Romance......Love. The one thing Michelle had never felt, that he wanted more than anything. But he was told this needed romance. And so, Michelle looked.....well, he looked like an extremely shy child at this point. "Um....Another q-question, please?" He requested timidly, then looked over at Ignatius, then Freya. "How do you....give it romance?" Michelle looked over at Ignatious for a moment, then once more, to Freya. He was awfully curious, and his murky shy eyes dimly shined with hope.
This was a chance, to make a real friend. The were roommates. He was already so close, but the pain, was still growing strong. Though Michelle was finally getting the thing he had died for, he didn't want to mess it all up. And he could. He didn't know how, but somehow, Michelle still believe any little thing he did could mess this all up.
He then realized...That maybe his question could have been a mistake. He instantly got even more scared. "Ooo-oh, y-you don't have to answer, if you don't want. I'm sorry, maybe i'm too curious." Michelle shook his head at his constant ignorance, and put a hand in his pocket, eyes slowly loosing their hope." Wont you love me? "
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 3:21 pm
Ignatius
When everything feel like the movies -------------------------
Ignatius nodded at what Freya said; it was true that was the key component they were missing for the term, date. His ears twitched slightly as he heard Michele’s next question. “How do you…give it, romance?” That was a good question, how do you give it, such thing was not tolerated by the scholars, they were raised to be cold and cruel, that had no time for things such as romance, or love, how cold he answer a question he knew nothing about.
He took in a breath; he…might have never experienced it. He concluded, but he had seen people who gave it to others. “Usually when some one is trying to gain the favor of the other they try serious of different tactics that could be deemed romantic, people with intent on seeing ware these feelings lead them, go on dates, pursuing said feeling..” He brought his hand out of his cloak for a moment, moving to under his hood, brushing away some stray hair that had made its way into his eyes, before quickly bringing it back inside the cloak. ”Or…it could just be something special some ones ses to another…words of endearment…at least that’s is what I have seen.” His eyes flicked up for a moment, looking from Michele to Freya, then back to the ground.”Pleas correct me if I am wrong, I unfortunately only know the more analytic version of the emotion...”
{Out Of Compassion:} ------------------------- Wild
Yeah ya bleed just to know you`re alive
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 3:43 pm
Saiga Nurarihiyon
[Necro Branch] Saiga looked over at the group when he heard someone giggle. He had never heard such a noise before so it had instantly caught his attention. He looked down when he saw the group. He considered asking them for directions around the school, but immeadiately berated himslef for it. He would only be a burden to them and be rejected, it was always like that everywhere he had been before why would this be different. He closed his eyes and sighed, wondering what purpose he was supposed to serve in this world.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 4:12 pm
xxMɪᴄʜᴇʟʟᴇ Aᴠᴇɴ Nᴏɪʀᴇxxx ↴xxx↳xxＴｈｅ ｂｏｙ ｗｈｏ ｗａｓ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｌｏｖｅｄxxxxxxxx" The most terrible poverty is loneliness,
xxxx and the feeling of being unloved. "xxx" All i've ever wanted to do - was reach out and touch another human being.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNot with my hands.....But with my heart. "xxxxxAll of the sudden, Freya apologized to them and quickly told them she had to leave, claiming something happened. At this, Michelle felt his heart sink. One person is already gone...How long until Ignatius leaves me? Michelle thought sadly, slumping down, but still listening to what Iggy said.
After he finished, Michelle gave a weak nod. "I have the same definition, too.....I'm not sure what real love is...." He mumbled, straightening up.
Faith. Have Faith. Have Hope.
Michelle would try and save the last thing he had to try and make a friend....One that would stay. He he figured he would have lots of opportunities considering they were roommates.
After an awkward silence between them, Michelle looked at Ignatius and gently chewed his lip, opening his mouth to saw something, but clamping it down, deciding against it. What was he supposed to say? He had no idea what to do !" Wont you love me? "
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 3:30 pm
Ignatius
When everything feel like the movies -------------------------
“So… Michel… How long have you bin here?” He asked, deciding to make casual conversation, he could that much at least, and really the other boy did pique his interest, he has only met a couple of other ghosts threw out his travels, it was interesting to meet one who had an interest in talking back. He adjusted his cloak slightly, looking over at the other person in the room as well, well, they were not alone, but, that was ok, he assumed.
{Out Of Compassion:} ------------------------- Wild
Yeah ya bleed just to know you`re alive
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