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 Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:29 am
Its 7:00 PM, and the fledglings are preparing for their night of school. The vampyres have been up for around an hour, eating and preparing for their classes. The night is clear, and half moon is shining bright. Another day at the House of Night is about to begin.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:31 am
((OOC - for now, everyoen has their own room, no room mates yet.
THE ROLEPLAY IS NOW OPEN!! just don't post liek nuts until we have some more users. and until we have ALOT more people, just kind of enter into the rolplay liek you have been a fledgling here all along,you don't need to be introduced by High Priestess Isis HPI ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 10:04 am
A snore drifted from the sleeping body of a teenaged fledgling and the large tabby that slept beside her snored also.
A sudden beeping of a loud, obnoxious alarm clock rang through the room. The figure under the covers jumped, tossing them off. "s**t! I'm going to be late!" the girl cried. She was obviously a fledgling, but looked as if she were about 17. Her dirty blond hair swept around her in the dark, gently curled halo it usually was. She struggled into her uniform, slamming the off button on her alarm clock. She jammed a beanie on her head, and shoved aside the tabby (who jumped away with an indignant 'mrow!' and then proceeded to slink away under the bed), rushing to make her bed.
She bolted out the door, carrying Scooky, whom she had retrieved from under the bed. She plopped him down on one of the many couches in the major dorm area, and bolted to the bathroom, to coat herself in the normal makeup of heavy eyeliner and mascara, slamming the door behind her. The cat, Scooky, shook his head in disbelief, giving a very catting frown of miserableness. He let out a human-like sigh, and stuck his nose in his tail, trying to catch a little bit more sleep, slumping down midst the cushions.
While on the opposite side of campus, a certain professor woke up in a very unsimilar manner, not rushing his way through his morning, but luxuriously stretching it out. He dressed himself in his usual wear, and spiked his hair, admiring his own beauty in the mirror. The saphire necklace around his neck sparkled in the darkness of the room. It glowed with an inner light. "It's good to be me." he said, cockily grinning at his own reflection. His long, thin fingers traced the tattoo that rolled down the sides of his face, and he scratched his back. He fiddled with his single ear-stud, and left the bedroom, nearly tripping over a black cat, who let out a cat-like chuckle as he stumbled.
"Beedleguise! How many times do I have to... ugh!" The professor storms away, his morning serenity ruined.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 10:19 am
Zaphire heard someone rushing around downstairs in the dorm, and she lazily rolled over in bed. She stretched, her hair all over the bed. She got up, the blinds wide open. She smiled, knowing that when and if she got a room mate they would have to liek the sunlight, otherwise it just wouldn't work.
Lazily, the fledgling slumped out of bed. She dug through the clothes strewn across the floor, looking for a clean third former outfit. She slapped a only slightly wrinkled one on, and went to the bathroom to clean up her look.
Zaphire's fire red hair was a mess. She took a brush to it, retaining it shiny-ness once more. She put on some eyeshadow, skipped the mascara, the rub factor was to large. Looking endearingly at her beautiful neck and shoulders, she fastened her fire-stone necklace around her neck. It stored the energy from sunlight and warmth, so whenever she wore it she felt revived and energized.
She walked calmly out of the bathroom. She opened and the window, and jumped out onto the tree.
Zaphire breathed in, relaxing her mind and relaxing her muscles. She missed her early morning showers, but she never had time anymore. So this would have to do. She subconsciously rubbed her Mark, thinking about how it had changed her life.
Opening her eyes, she began to climb down the tree to make her way towards the dining hall.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 3:00 pm
He was vaulting through a warm, sunny meadow filled with cows. Then, in the joyful spirit of the moment, the cows joined in too, who were accompanied by the pigs and sheep and the soft lilting music filled the air, then became more and more regular until it was only a beep-beep, beep-beep, and then the cows were beeping too, and then...
"Ohmigosh!" Taran inhaled, fumbling around for his alarm clock to turn it off. He leaped out of bed and scrambled around for a fifth former uniform that wasn't too wrinkled, pulled it on, and ran outside, running his fingers through his long hair (for a guy) as he went. He nearly tripped over a fluff of black fur, which then launched itself into his arms. Absently patting Avani, his cat, he hurried out of the dorms towards the dining hall.
Across campus, Mystral awoke to a n** from a sharp beak. She opened her eyes and found herself face-to-face with her eagle, Aletta.
"Good morning," she said, stroking Aletta's feathers and getting up to begin getting ready for another day of teaching. She paused in front of a mirror to brush back her dark hair and run her fingers lightly over the intricate sapphire tattoos spiraling like the wind down her face and shoulders. Even after so many years, they still caught her eye with their beauty.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 4:09 pm
Zaphire cartwheeled through the open, soft grass, the crispness of the night not bothering her vampyre skin. She breathed in the fresh air with enhanced senses. Her night vision adjusting, she looked around. Slowly, fledglings were making their way to the o-so-special dining hall thats just a cafeteria.
Her fingers brushed her fire stone as she sprawled out on the grass. She loved being by nature, and was actually quite shocked that she had gotten fire and not earth. Probably something to do with my hair.. she thought.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 3:42 pm
Taran, hurrying along as usual, nearly ran into a girl with bright red hair cartwheeling- cartwheeling?- across the lawn. "S-sorry," he stammered, then straightened up and tried to look important- she was only a third former, and he was a fifth! She looked very at home in the grass, and wondered if she had an earth affinity, too.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 8:56 am
Zaphire looked at the fledgling. He didn't look particularly special, but he was cute. Her eyes brightened. Maybe she could make a new friend. "Hey. Zaphire. Just relaxing before class, and no need to get all offical or nuts, I don't bite." She smiled at her pun. "Much.."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 12:45 pm
"Oh... m'names Taran, nice to meet you," he said, but didn't offer his hand. He smiled weakly at her joke. He took a step backward and nearly fell on his back, arms windmilling to control his near-fall. He frowned and looked down to see grass twirled around his legs, gently caressing his calves. "Hey, get off, I need to walk." Immediately the grass retracted itself.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 12:48 pm
Zaphire watched the grass retract, her eyes widening. So he's an earthy.. she thought. She smiled, deciding to show off her affinity.
Zaphire closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. When she opened them, they were bright. She breathed in quickly through her mouth. But when she exhaled through her nose, instead of air, flames came out. She smiled naughtily, knowing it wa her gift and she would use it as she pleased.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 11:48 am
Taran took a startled step back at the girl's display of her power. He didn't like fire much... too easy to harm the trees with.
"Umm... I'm hungry, I'm going to go get breakfast," he said, giving a little way before continuing on to the dining hall. Once he had his food, he slid into an empty table and began to eat, scanning the clumps of friends and wishing he had at least one. And not one that shot flames out her nose.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 12:10 pm
Zaphire tumbled over laughing as the boy walked away. She wiped her eyes, and then got up and started to make her way towards the dining hall. She quickly grabbed a apple, deciding that she didn't want any meat this mornign liek she usually did.
She looked around, and the only person sitting alone was Taran. Zaphire felt pity for scaring him earlier, so she walked up and plopped herself down two seats away from him.
"Sorry for scaring you earlier, I'm kinda fond of showing off. Its my weakness." Zaphire smiled friendlily. "So do you have an affinity?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 12:24 pm
Taran was startled when Zaphire sat down with him. "Yeah- earth. I take it you have one for fire?" With that hair, I wouldn't be surprised, he thought.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 12:35 pm
Zaphire smiled bigger. "uh-huh, and I love it. The only thing is, i liek conserving life, and fire is usually asscoited with destruction, and people tend to avoid me." Her eyes flashed sadness, and the ornage flecks in her deep blue eyes dimmed.
But She lifted her head up, her eyes clearing. "So where are you from? I'm from Oregon. I have to say, I covered up my Mark for about a week. I had some FUN setting little forest f-" Zaphire stopped short, realizing this proably wasn't the best thign to be saying.
"But then my mom found out, she sent my away 'cause she didn't want me dying an' all."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:26 am
Ignoring the comment Zaphire had started to make about forest fires, he asked, "How'd you manage for a week? I'm from Oregon too, and I nearly died just driving down here the minute I was Marked. My dad was so freaked he didn't know what to think... guess he didn't expect it at all or anything."
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