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 Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 12:04 pm
One of the academy's large sports fields for the outdoor clubs of Ouran. And they truly are large, approximately about the size of two football fields. Designed so large, more than one sports team can practice on it without interuppting eachother.
There are marble benches along the edges of the field for spectators to watch or for people to sit and rest. Hallways along the field are also open so people walking by may also stop and watch if they please.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 12:28 pm
No, this was not where the Archery Team practiced. The Archery Team had their own room, a rather large classroom that no one had been using prior to Tragedia finding it. But the team wasn't practicing today, and Tragedia didn't feel like taking and unlocking the door to the room for just herself to practice.
She loved this uniform so much better than that idiotic Ouran uniform - infact, Tragedia decided maybe she'd wear it around school instead of her Ouran uniform. The hakama was comfortable, and it was for a team. Perhaps the teachers would allow it?
She had no idea and decided not to care about it as she took the large bow, as tall as she, and rose it. Her gloved hand drew the string and bow back towards her ear and once ready, she released.
Almost a bullseye. Tragedia frowned and walked over to a bench close by. She sat down and took the water bottle she had placed there earlier, taking a drink as she stared at the arrow that had almost hit the mark.
"Just more practice." Tragedia noted to herself.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 4:11 pm
Jon wandered the field aimlessly. All empty and felt like a loose puppet. His mind was numb, his limbs were numb and felt as though they would fall off if he moved around too much. His expression was loose and forlone, and void of any kind of emotion. His eyes had become dark and empty has his souless-like body. He fell against a metal pole under the bleachers, and just looked out into the feild; not looking at or for anything.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 5:31 pm
Tragedia watched Jon as he walked along the field. What was wrong with him? She placed the bottle of water down as she stood, running towards the Host. The archer watched as he fell against the pole and got to him quickly, placing a hand on his back, "Are you okay?" Tragedia wasn't particularly fond of the twins - but something was wrong with Jon. "What it is? Are you hurt?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 5:57 pm
"Oh...it's you...Hello." He started scornfully, but corrected himself at 'hello'.
"Nah....I'm...physically fine....I guess." he said not making eye contact, sticking his hands in his pockets, looking down and finished with a shrug.
"Oh...and..." he paused, "sorry about the camera deal in the Dining Hall." he mumbled. He slid down the pole and hugged his knees and rested his head on his arms, as if he was tired. "I just don't exactly feel really well, at the moment." he continued in his emotionless tone of voice.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:01 pm
Tragedia glared at the 'its you' but listened as he spoke, looking at him curiously. What was wrong with him. "Ah, that - nothing to worry about. The camera is fine, so no harm done. What is wrong, then? Perhaps I should get you to the infirmary?" Tragedia asked. He wasn't with his brother - perhaps that was what was wrong?
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:15 pm
He shook his head, "it's fine I don't want to go there" emphasizing the last word. "don't like that place." He mumbled, changing his position on the ground so his back was completely towards Tragedia, 'I'm fine, just leave me be."
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:17 pm
Tragedia rolled her eyes and she watched him change his position and her eyes rolled yet again. She shook her head. "Would you like a drink of water?" She asked. This would be her last try - if he wasn't going to accept her help, she wouldn't give him help.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:31 pm
He didn't respond to her, he merely shook his head.
What was with this girl? Why was she asking so many dumb questions? Why couldn't she just leave him alone? And addition her presence made him feel loneier for some strange reason. If he was to be in solitode then he wanted it to be done right.
She asked him if he was thirsty. In fact he was but he denied the offer. He felt no matter what he drank or how much his thirst wouldn't be quenched.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:36 pm
Tragedia sighed. "Alright, if you say so." She turned and headed back onto the field - she wasn't about to quit practicing just because some idiot was walking around looking like a maniac. She took her bow and merely continued practicing her archery - what more was there to do? Every once in awhile, she'd check if the twin was still there, but she'd decided not to go check on him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:41 pm
"Kssu...." He grit his teeth. He was in a foul mood, from depression came tension and frustration. His left foot swung up and down and dug into the dirt each time it came down. Soon a small hole the shape of a heel formed and the surrounding grass had disappeared.
"Damn that Don, why does he have to act like that? Why can't he just take a simple 'I'm sorry' and just let it go? Always with the days of silence. Doesn't he know I hate it? If Granddad never did that to us when we were younger Don wouldv'e never started to enforce it when Grandad left to travel the world in a stupid hot air balloon. Lunatic!" He slammed down his foot harder, a pain shot up Jon's leg. "TSSS...-!!!" He swore loudly.
"I don't like it at all! Stupid dull Don. He always follows up with my jokes and never his own. Grandad always said Don was the mastermind, but no. It was me. Like Don said he just cleaned up the messes. Stupid Don...." something hit him, it was him! It was HIS fault. His face twisted into something ugly and he bit down even harder. "Acting all cool and junk. I'll show you." A malicious grin spread across his lips. "I'll show you you over grown brat!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 1:30 pm
"Eh?" Tragedia turned as Jon swore, lowering her bow as she watched him talking to himself. Her eyes widened at his very disturbing evil grin and his talking about an overgrown brat. But she decided to go back to ignoring him - if he saw her listening to him, he probably wouldn't be too happy.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 2:01 pm
He stood up ubruptly. "I'll show you. I didn't get the The Little Devil title for nothing." He hissed. As he strode away from the bleachers without a second glance back. He was going to need the help of someone first.
"MIU-KUN!" Jon shouted over the feild. "Miu-KUN!! Where are you?! Miu?!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 3:49 pm
Miu was so odd - he seemed to know whenever someone was calling. He popped up easily where Jon was, "Jon-kun!" Miu yelled, leaping onto the the other's arms.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 3:52 pm
"AHAHAH!" He grabbed Miu. "ahaha! There you are Miu! How are you?!" he laughed. "Say Miu-Kun are you busy? I need your help with something." He whispered letting go of Miu and crouching low. "There is a potential guy I want you to meet...well see and look at from a distance and tell me your opinion. If you say 'yes' an' tell Ryuu then all is good, he respects your opinons. You in?" He asked with a happy wink and a thumb up.
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