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 Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 8:47 pm
~Iwadate Beach~
While all the attractions around it make for lovely window dressing, anybody visiting Iwadate is coming for the main event...the gorgeous Iwadate Beaches! With bright sands and clear, glistening waters, one would be hard-pressed to find a nicer place to visit the ocean in all of Japan without paying a visit to a major resort locale such as Okinawa. With a beach that stretches the Eastern Coast of the city from top (the Cove) to bottom (where the Shrine overlooks the water), it is a great expanse that is wonderful for tourists to visit...or for the locals to simply stop by and have a swim with friends. It's location with regards to the Boardwalk strip of restaurants, shops, and other interesting spots that make the town so desirable, one can spend a whole day down by the beach in Iwadate without ever growing bored.
The only areas where fewer people visit are the Shirokidan Beach area (a private location reserved for the school's Beach Volleyball Team), the Cove (generally believed to be unsafe and therefore avoided by tourists), and the very southern edge (which is rumored to be haunted by spirit of the Shrine...perhaps simply a story made up by locals to keep the area near the Shrine clear and clean).
Whatever the case, there is no better place to while away the time in all the town than the Iwadate Beach...
And did we mention babes in bikinis?
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 3:59 pm
~Eun Hee Baek, The King's Dancer~ 
When the bell had rung to announce that classes were through for the day, the coral haired girl found herself rushing out of her last class and to the freedom from the subjects that plagued her. If she wasn't dealing with chemistry, math or P.E., Eun Hee tended to struggle in class to understand and have to study the most vigorously without delight to pass. There was only one place that the girl could think of that would be nice to relax at the moment, it was not her dorm as there was still some sunlight to bask in.
Busy feet and lithe legs carried the school girl to the beach, more specifically to the cove. Staying inland, where she could watch the waves and keep her uniform dry and out of reach from the waters lapping at the sands. Breathing deep, Eun Hee took in the heavy scent of the ocean, the slight salty taste to the air tickled the back of her throat. It was nice out here and if she did not have to attend school she would spend all of her day out here. Glancing around her surroundings, she was once more pleased with the beautiful beach and clean waters. Stretching she spotted a lone stick and fetched it, a smile curling at the corner of her lips. Scooting over a few steps before plopping down, she examined the sand in front of her and dropped her bag to the side; in her right hand was the stick – held like a pencil.
Her left hand searched through her bag for her math text book, finding the thick book she pulled it out and opened it to the practice problems for today's unit. There was something the girl enjoyed about solving problems that wasn't quite expected of her. The process of exploring every option and coming to the proper answer was terribly satisfying and relaxing. Glancing at the problems in her book, she started doing equations in the sand. Her new found stick moving in rhythm with her hand, as her mind wrapped itself around her work. Glancing up every now and again, she would focus on the waves in the distance to reflect on her day it felt like she was progressing and getting no where simultaneously in school, perhaps these would be her salad days and if that was so she wanted something more eventful. She wanted to move like the waves – of which had a formula she could apply if she really wanted to – and range from soft to tremendous. There was beauty in the water, as surely as there was beauty in her work. Looking down then, the thoughts rolling in her head she made to check the problem she had just completed.
The poets of drumming
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 5:27 pm
 Kotaru Aoishi, THE YELLOW WOLVERINE ------->"I'm two quarters and a heart down, and I don't want to forget how your voice sounds..." Ahhhh! A sigh of relief had sure left the boys mouth as he just seemed to be much more calm. A long day, which was probably really just a few hours with some naps in between had sure taken its load on this boy. Although, whoever said it wasn't normal for this boy to be tired? He was always taking naps in school, and it was so often it was like not many people seemed to care anymore. Then again, if they didn't care, why should he? The boy stood at the sands of the beach feeling almost confident as he had been wearing his surf gear and carried his surfboard along to the beach right after school. Today...He just didn't feel like doing Karate, but that was probably because he was lazy. Although, there was no other better place for him to be than the beach! I mean, c'mon? Who wouldn't want to be at the beach when there were girls around. The boy smirked as he looked around, catching sight of a few girls. "Man! Feels like I just died and gone to heaven..." The boy said almost aloud before turned back towards the water. The waves rolled in by his feet, covering his feet up in sand each time as the sand gathered with each wave rolled by. His glance didn't seem to come away from the waters. There was only one other thing that this boy loved more than girls, and that was the beach. The boy promptly then went towards the waters, and as the water began to rise up slowly upon his body he let his board into the water before allowing himself to get onto the surfboard itself.
The boy lied on his chest as the waves began to crash every few times against him and his surfboard, which pushed him back and every time. The only way he was able to fight against the waves was by paddling towards them. With every wave that he would pass he would be lifted up with his surfboard, but remained on it as he began to go deeper into the water. As he continued to paddle on the waters grew stronger, which meant stronger waves, but as soon as the waves just seemed high enough for the boy he soon turned around his whole board before getting onto the surfboard itself on his two feet now. This time, the waves would be pushing in his favor, and back towards the beach as well. While he was still on the board though and in the waters he remained balanced, almost very calmly as well as the wind blew his hair back a bit. "YEAH!" The boy said in almost pure glee as he raised a fist up into the air just like he had never gone surfing before. His feet manuvered the surfboard like it was connected to his barefeet, and he swiftly went up and down the side of the waves. As the waves died down though it slowly lowered the boy safely, but something felt odd. He arched an eyebrow as it seemed darker than usual, and when he turned around all he could be was in awe. "Oh sh-" Before he could even finish his sentence he had found himself engulfed by a wave of water that had been bigger than the previous wave he had been riding. It pushed him down into the water, and by forcing his eyes open he looked up from the water to find his surboard above him. He pushed himself up towards the surboard, and once his head had popped out from the water he took in a gasp for air. He came back towards his board, lying on it with his arms as the waves pushed him back towards the shore slowly. "...Dammit." "...These words are all I have so I'll write them, so you need them just to get by."<-------
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 6:10 pm
~Eun Hee Baek, The King's Dancer~ It shouldn't have come as a surprise with other people around, that concentration increasingly became harder for the dancer to achieve. More and more she found her eyes rotating to the site of the waters and rolling waves and her hand slacked, the grip on her stick loosening. The sight of swimmers in the shallows and surfers battling the waves looked fun, one in particular seemed to be having a good time. Eun Hee watched him with some fascination, the way surfers moved on the water looked almost like dancing to her and she was interested to see how he coupled with the force of nature. Smiling a little at his movement of triumph, she could see the large wave forming behind him. Slowly rising from her spot, surrounded by sand carved numerals, her hands found their way to her mouth to hide a gasp. “Aigoo!” She quietly exclaimed as the wave toppled the blonde boy who had previously been enjoying his fight with gravity.
Glancing at her books, she shrugged figuring they would be safe – who would want textbooks anyway? She hadn't brought anything of value with her after all; so without worry for her possessions she made her way towards the water where the wiped out surfer drifted back to shore. Eun Hee stopped where the sand and beached waves could tug on her shoes, and waved to the blonde. “Hey!” She called and winced. “Are you alright?” She was sure, glancing around that there were people watching as well having witnessed the fall when they too were looking out to the ocean. Girls were giggling and whispering as they were wont to do, some even standing as well to check the welling being of another person from a distance. Nature had won out this time it seemed, but didn't it always?
The poets of drumming
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The smoke swirls up and then dies
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Fashionable Businesswoman
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 9:07 pm
Nina Tensai ✘ Lady Punk School over and done with, and as Nina walked along the warm and soft sand that went between her toes with every step she took, her shoes being held in her hand as she continued to walk along the area. Changed into everyday clothes, picked up some fried octopus balls to snack on... it was a walk of pure leisure and a time to laminate as the white earphones played a pretty cool tune. Her own soundtrack, hey you gotta enjoy the little things at least, right? Deciding to visit her little bro and Dad shouldn't be too bad... if anything she might as well take in the sight and sound of this place as she headed there. Nina didn't call ahead of time, but, not like her dad was going to mind a surprise visit from his little firecracker. Though, even though the sun was slowly starting to set with the glimmer of its rays reflecting off of the blue surface that constantly moved and crashed, the horizon becoming endless... Her eyes could only label the area one thing... Just ordinary. Nina frowned then sat herself down, staring alone on the shore as she watched the continuous reaching of the water that would come then retreat. It was too obvious as to why she was a little bummed, that loss was still eating at her and thus her muse has completely vanished. She wasn't able to see the ocean the beauty that it is, even though it was something her eyes would behold everyday... Doesn't meant that it's that bland considering the fact that Nina would see something different about it every sunset or dawn. But today? Bland. Just sand, then water, then that weird line and then the sky. Today, she was gaining nothing from the beach sighting... "Damn it... Come on!" She frowned a little more. "A little spark, anything?" But there was only a coldness. A silence. Heck, even the negative feeling wasn't helping her spark up anything. The manipulation use and the lesson of using the negative to turn into a positive just wasn't working for her! She was just... blah. The frustration weighted down on her so much, why she decided to just plop backward on the sand and lay herself down on the beach mattress with the last octopus dumpling hanging on the end of the stick, holding it loosely in her mouth. She tried to think back, paying no mind to the sand in her hair and clothes, her eyes staring up at the sky behind the black and white bangs. ...If the sea held a continual uniqueness to it, then the sky is the same, right? Of course it is the same! Every cloud, every ray, every shade of color and outline of light... no sky looked the same as the one yesterday. "....almost had it." Dang, there was something there after going through that little creative thought. She almost had that spark! With a grab of the stick and a bite of the last fried roll of the octopus, the punk still went on to her bit of creative thinking. Well, if she can't find any muse, she might as well take some mental note on the way everything looked, every blend of shade and the formation of the clouds.. and oh that subtle, wonderful detail of the few stars that were being born. ........ she started to wiggle her arms. "Come back Muse!" She whined out with frustration and a full mouth. "Come freakin' back! This isn't fun at all!!"
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 10:07 pm
 Kotaru Aoishi, THE YELLOW WOLVERINE ------->"I'm two quarters and a heart down, and I don't want to forget how your voice sounds..." Of course Kotaru would have been the one with the bad end to have suffered from a tragic loss to look stupid in front of the ladies. "Another fail for the Wolverine..." The boy grumbled to himself as he found himself nearing the shores of the beach once again. The waves pushed him gently towards the beach that it was rather calming, and it was probably the only thing he was fine about bailing when surfing. As he came near the beach he noticed a shadow, and for some odd reason he could tell the gender of this shadow just by looking at it. He looked up and there seemed to be and instant bounce to his mood. "Hell yeah! I should wipe out more often!" A smile overcomed the boy as he pushed himself up and pushed his hair back making his hair spike a little back up from the salt water. "Hey there yourself," Kotaru said as he then picked up his surfboard before mounting it in the sand trying to look like a cool kid. Man! If only he knew that wiping out would catch girls attentions more. He didn't even care if people were making fun of his wipe out now. Everything just seemed to blank out when he talked with a girl, but that was probably because he was always trying to look for trouble when it came to them. Plus, Kotaru was never really bothered with other peoples comments or thoughts. He could feel the water from waves crash at his feet, but soon that was what really brought him back to reality. "Dammit! I look stupid! What to say, what to say... The boys mind rushed through several thoughts before actually recalling what she had previously asked him. Although, whoever said he would answer her directly?"Am I in heaven? 'Cause you look like an angel," That was all Kotaru had to reply with. Oh the several times he had used that line, and how many times he had had a red mark smacked right across his face! To think that he would ever learn. "...These words are all I have so I'll write them, so you need them just to get by."<-------
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 10:52 pm
~Eun Hee Baek, The King's Dancer~ Her left hand slid to her hip and rested there as she watched the boy in front of her pull himself and his thoughts together. For a moment he might have passed as something close to cool, and if not that he seemed interesting enough to engage in conversation. His answer to her question made her pause for a moment, her eyebrows rising almost in surprise as she took a moment to translate her second language. Her call to action after this was something to consider, however, she could slap him for laying on that line or simply laugh and brush it off because in a way it almost was funny or really, she could do any number of things. Eun Hee could not spend too long deciding to act though or else she might look like a fool herself. A smile crooked at the corner of her lips and raising her hand, she knew he must be anticipating the stinging contact of her hand on his cheek; instead though, she pressed her thumb and index finger together and brought them to his face to flick his forehead. “Wow, I cannot believe you actually said that,” Eun Hee replied as she stepped back to escape the pull of the waves at her feet. In the back of her throat was a laugh wanting to escape at the current situation.
The poets of drumming
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The smoke swirls up and then dies
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 11:36 pm
Kotaru Aoishi, THE YELLOW WOLVERINE ------->"I'm two quarters and a heart down, and I don't want to forget how your voice sounds..." No one really knew what ran in Kotaru's head whenever he had moments like these. People probably thought that he was stupid or something, or probably just asking for a beating. Although, what really ran through his mind was well....Well, he didn't even know himself. Things just seem to rush by without giving him time to actually consider his next action or thought, which is probably why he seemed to use that line every now and then and still not think about getting slapped. Oh well! Whatever kills you makes you stronger. Wait, was that even how that phrase went...As a smile came upon the girls face though he watched as her hand promptly began to rise as well. Someones initial reaction to this? Probably some flinching. Kotaru's own action? He just smiled as his eyes closed a bit. He knew he had it coming to him, so why not take it with a smile. Maybe, just maybe...They wouldn't leave a mark this time. Just when he thought he was about to get it to the face though he just felt a light hit to his forehead. "Thats it?" Kotaru asked almost like he really was asking for a slap. Then again though! No one can really say what went through his mind at that moment. Fixing his hair again for a moment by wiping it back away from his face he listened to the girl tell him that. He just smirked like it was nothing though. "Hey, you can't blame a guy for trying," Kotaru replied to the girl as she backed away while the pull of the waves didn't seem to bother him anymore. His feet were practically buried within the sand now. "What do you say to lunch and we call it a date?" Kotaru asked her before he promptly thought to himself.
Some few key points he didn't think about. One, he was in swim gear. Two, swim gear didn't have pockets. And three, he didn't have any money. "Actually...Scratch that. Unless you're willing to pay," Kotaru told her with a smile almost like he did expect her to say yes. Pfft. He was pretty sure she wanted to slap him, and he knew that very well. Almost every girl he has met so far seemed to have already anyway. "Lets start with a clean slate," He began as he pulled his surfboard out from the water before shaking his feet out from the sand and taking a few steps away from the water like the girl had done as well. "I'm Kotaru Aoishi, Senior at Shirokidan High School, and I also enjoy long walks on the beach," Kotaru said almost cleverly with a smirk. "...These words are all I have so I'll write them, so you need them just to get by."<-------
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 11:09 am
~Eun Hee Baek, The King's Dancer~ 'He has confidence, I'll give him that,' Eun Hee thought to herself, his accepting smile when he expected to get hit and then his quick follow up with a suggestion of a date was evidence enough of that. He knew how to leave an impression, but she knew she couldn't give him a yes to a date. At least not then and the future was always uncertain, so who knew if it would ever happen or not. Tilting her head at Kotaru as he suggested a clean slate, he hadn't done anything wrong except possibly falling short of his target in attempts at wooing a female; or maybe he tried to see how far he could push a girl before she slapped him, Eun Hee wouldn't slap him just yet, that would be a right she would reserve for later for when she really felt offended. “Aoishi-senpai then,” she replied after a moment or two. “Who likes taking walks on the beach, it's nice to meet you. I'm Eun Hee Baek, I'm a junior at Shirokidan.”
Turning she looked to her books and bag, luckily they were still untouched in the sand. Eun Hee knew she needed to pick them up and head back to the dorm soon. As much as the sound of the waves compelled her to stay here, there was work to be done and some of it would take almost all night –mainly Japanese homework, kanji did not stick well in dancer's head... And it was inevitable that as soon as she started trying to decipher it she would starting thinking of her dance routines, and coming up with new ones. Perhaps even with inspiration from seeing Kotaru surf earlier; she would have to admit that the movements of surfer and wave were intriguing and she might be able to make something of that.
“I'll take a rain check on lunch,” Eun Hee said before she could think better of it. It would be nice to not eat alone even if it was just one day. After all finding an empty spot in the cafeteria or sitting up on the roof was not all it cracked up to be... 'I mean really, who would have thought anything could be better than that?' she thought sarcastically afterwords.
The poets of drumming
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The smoke swirls up and then dies
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 1:34 pm
Kotaru Aoishi, THE YELLOW WOLVERINE ------->"I'm two quarters and a heart down, and I don't want to forget how your voice sounds..." Sometimes Kotaru really did feel as though he had a lot of confidence with women, but the one thing that he knew he wasn't confident about was actually getting a date. There was about a number of girls he had tried to hit on, but he could never say that they actually accepted his offers. Then again, it was almost probably because all his offers seemed mediocre. There probably was no other real guys that would try so hard to get a date to use pick up lines and such. Although, for Kotaru, it was probably just like a really bad habit for him. Almost as bad as his habit for taking constant naps in class. Which reminded him though: he had a great nap today in history class! As the girl then soon called him her senpai he didn't really expect that, but that was probably because he was insulted every few times when he came across a girl. "Well, well! Looks like we do have something in common, we go to the same school." Well, Kotaru really didn't expect her to come out from another school. There weren't many schools around the beach here, or well, that was probably only from what he knew. "Ah, Eun Hee. What a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl that is," Kotaru told her with another confident smile. He pushed his hair back once more as he felt the pieces of hair begin to come towards his face again. Although, by this point his hair was already beginning to dry a little from the sun. How long had he been standing here already? Oh wait, his hair was short. No wonder it dried so fast!
Such a weird pace his mind seemed to race, but as he noticed the girl looking back he saw that she had seemed to be sucked into her studies previously. He was kind of amazed that someone who would study at the beach would even bother for a loser like him. Then again, why did that matter to him in the first place! "I expected that much," Kotaru told the girl as he was basically rejected yet again by another woman. Oh well! There were much more fish in the sea, and as he looked around it was very true. He just loved the beach so much. "Well, you seem busy, so I'll leave you be," Kotaru said as he faced back at the waves of the water, before facing back at the girl. "Unless, you need some help with those books of yours?" Kotaru offered the girl. Sure, he may be trying to flirt with a girl half the time, but he knew how to be a nice guy. It was just that his mind traveled off into lala land where he expects a girl to actually take him for his cheesy lame ways. Then again, most of that was a joke, or just more like a time killer. What an odd boy he was sometimes. "Don't worry, this time I'm not trying to hit on you. Unless its working that is," Kotaru said with a smile before mounting his dry Surfboard amongst the sand now, awaiting for an answer. Surfing could always wait, especially since the beaches wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon. As for the ladies...They were slowly leaving one by one, but that was probably because they all grew annoyed of a boy of his caliber. "...These words are all I have so I'll write them, so you need them just to get by."<-------
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 5:40 pm
Mizu Sanaka The distinct aroma of salt and fish clung heavily to the air, intensified greatly by the natural heat of the town, which radiated in ripples throughout the sky. Nothing the locals weren't used to, however. Gentle waves lapped at the sandy shores, ever so teasingly prying grains away from the ground and into the murky depths below. Ah, how she loved clear days such as this one. They were lovely, but more importantly, they were perfect for sharpening her shooting skills (not that she wasn't already a helluvah shot). You could always improve, however, and for this girl, someone who was extraordinarily lacking in any talents besides harpooning things (and possibly the piano, she was working on that one), improvement in anything, even something you were already good at, was always welcome. Yes, it would seem that, if not in the music clubroom at school, Mizu Sanaka could likely be found on the beach, shooting her harpoon into the poor, poor rocks that lined the shore. It mattered little if her ammo bounced back, she could easily retrieve it by swimming. The specific spot she chose to practice at had rocks conveniently forming a relatively tight circle, so unless she missed completely, the harpoon would likely stay in that little area. If not, she always had more readily available in a nifty, shoulder bag designed specifically for this purpose. Paying little mind to anybody nearby, Mizu loaded her gun like clockwork, zoning out as she mechanically lifted the ridiculously large weapon up, and pointed it to her target. Immediately her eyes regained focus, sharpening as they honed in on their target. The girl imagined herself on a boat with her father during a storm, aiming into the jaws of her greatest rival, a whale with so many scars it resembled the mismatched coloring of a machine with no paint. Monstro she had called it. The only whale to ever escape her clutches during the limited time she went out on expeditions. Monstro. The word repeated in her mind, burning like a searingly hot iron pressed against her head.
"MOONNNSSTTRRROOOOO."
A ridiculous, over the top cry of anguish rippled through the air, and any spectators would have to be pardoned for assuming that she was joking and putting on a show for them. It sounded so ridiculous, that it may very well have been a show. One really never could tell with her. One shot. The rock broke. click. She reloaded. Another was fired. Another rock broke. click. She reloaded. Each rock in that circle faced her fiery wrath, crumbling apart as she instinctively picked out their weakest point. Serves that stupid whale right!
Of course, when she realized that she was out of targets to shoot, and that her ammo had all washed away out into the ocean, Mizu stopped and breathed in deeply. Damn... now she was hungry.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 8:08 pm
~Eun Hee Baek, The King's Dancer~ Eun Hee had been just about to scoff at his comment about having school in common, (after all how many other schools were there this close to the beach?), when she heard his comment about her appearance. Her cheeks flushed a light pink and she shook her head in denial, compliments always seemed to make her feel a little flustered whether or not they were genuine. Waving her hand to dismiss the coloring in her cheeks, her smile turned a little sheepish. Eun Hee listened to his offer to carry her books, her lips pursing a little as she considered letting him help her. The books were heavy and she'd been carrying them all day, a little help surely couldn't hurt? But then... would she be taking him away from the waves? 'He offered,' she thought to herself and tapped the side of her face. 'I suppose it couldn't hurt...'
Looking back at Kotaru, she nodded a little – taking a moment to observe that he looked kind of cool with his board and then shrugging she stepped towards her things. “Well...” she began, not sure how to properly word her sentence. “I suppose I wouldn't be against a little help, if I'm not taking you away from enjoying the ocean.”
The poets of drumming
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 2:37 pm
Kotaru Aoishi, THE YELLOW WOLVERINE ------->"I'm two quarters and a heart down, and I don't want to forget how your voice sounds..." He couldn't believe this, but some of his attempts were actually working! Offering compliments were probably one of his weaker points, or at least it wasn't something he didn't do so often. Most of the time he was throwing most of the cheese out there and giving out pick up lines and the such. Then again though, that was just how his mind liked to roll, even if he did get hurt. Although, just seeing the girl fluster and soon see that turn into a sheepish grin he could feel like he had done something right. "Okay...So, compliments are always key..." Kotaru thought to himself in a mental note. "Wait...What was that again..." Oh how things stuck to his mind like dried up glue. It just never seemed to stay for a long, especially when it came to things that didn't seem to matter to his mind. As Kotaru awaited for the girls answer he noticed that she seemed to be contemplating the offer. He had to admit though, that offering things like these to girls always seemed to work. It was like, having a free slave, but offers like these for Kotaru never came often at least. He was no pack-mule! As the girl began he listened to her then say that it was okay. "Score!" Kotaru thought to himself with a grin as he then headed towards the girls books as well. "Don't worry about it! Waves come and go, but chicks are only here every so often," It was an odd saying for him, but he wasn't even sure if it probably even made sense. Well, it was probably something that he probably shouldn't say aloud. Oh well! It would be his loss! Whats the worst that can happen now anyway? At most, the girl would walk back hands full of books while he left well, probably in pain.
Not counting on that thought Kotaru picked up her books, and well, now he saw why she had allowed him to help. "What the hell!? So thats how heavy these damn things are!" Kotaru kind of said aloud to himself. Carrying books....Wasn't something he did too often. At most, he usually had at least one of them for class to nap on! They really though, weren't all that difficult for him to carry, but that problem would probably arise when he would have to retrieve his surfboard now. "Don't look like a fool now..." Kotaru thought to himself as he then retrieved his surfboard next, holding it by one arm while the other arm tried to maintain balance and grip of the girls books. "Alright! Lead the way," Kotaru told Eun Hee. The dorms shouldn't be that far...Or well, that was what he hoped. Wait, were they even headed towards the dorms? "I wonder how many people I can hit with my surfboard on the way there..." "...These words are all I have so I'll write them, so you need them just to get by."<-------
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:25 pm
~Eun Hee Baek, The King's Dancer~ The walk to the dorms wouldn't be too far, of that Eun Hee was confident. Leaning down she scooped up her bag and giggled a little as he struggled with her textbooks. “You sure you can handle them all?” she asked watching as he juggled them and his board. It was an amusing sight and she too wondered whether or not he would whack people passing by with his surf board. “Cause I can take a couple off the stack if it's too much for you,” she offered reaching out for a book or two. A smile still in place as she started leading the way, he offer would stand to remove a textbook if needed. It was almost a shame to be leaving the beach, but it would always be waiting for her to return and next time she would go for a swim or do something more fun than studying on the sand.
Eun Hee stayed pretty close to his side, only a little ahead as she lead him towards the dorms. “Hey Aoishi-senpai,” Eun Hee began out of curiosity and a desire for more conversation. “Do you come here to surf often?” More often than not she ignored the little comments about chicks and his attempts to hit on her. 'I'll let them pass,' she thought to herself on that subject. 'He's kind of fun and how many people around here talk to me?' She could probably count on her fingers the number of people who did, minus the ones who went to her parents' shop when she was working.
The poets of drumming
keep heartbeats suspended
The smoke swirls up and then dies
Quote: Eun Hee leads Kotaru to the dorms.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 9:28 pm
Kotaru Aoishi, THE YELLOW WOLVERINE ------->"I'm two quarters and a heart down, and I don't want to forget how your voice sounds..." There truly wasn't much of a struggle for Kotaru to be carrying the textbooks, but what really made it troublesome was the fact that he was carrying a surfboard as well. That was why bringing books to the beach was never a good idea! Well, that was also because of the water, but his reason still stands! "Don't worry! I got this!" Kotaru told the girl as he adjusted himself to be a bit more comfortable, but still, he didn't make it obvious that it was pretty difficult holding a surfboard and some books at once. He needed to keep his composure! He musn't make himself a fool, or well, at least make himself look like a fool again. He seemed to always do that, especially since he had those crazy lame pick up lines. Hell, they made things even more funnier! It was a surprise to see different girls reactions to them, but he kept playing those lines like one day someone would actually fall for them. What a fool he was. Following Eun Hee as she began to walk he heard he ask him something. "What?" Kotaru asked as he awaited the girl to ask her question or such. "Well, usually. Its either I'm just here at the beach or I'm out hitting the waves," He told the girl as he payed attention to the path he would be taking. He didn't want to trip over with her stuff anyway. "It's probably one of the few ways that keep my mind off things," Kotaru told her as he took a quick glance back at the water as waves crashed. Oh how the beach seemed to soothe him. Just the sound of crashing waves, flying birds, and the breeze of the wind against you. Soon, thats where it him him! THE KICK. He had stumbled a bit, but it wasn't enough to throw him completely off. Regaining his balance and composure he faced back at Eun Hee with a smile as though nothing happened. What an idiot he looked like towards some girls. Although, he couldn't regret that confidence he had when it came to stand up and keep trying! Kotaru continued to follow Eun Hee back to her dorm, where he could finally set the books! And well, further avoid the chance of whacking someone with his surfboard. "...These words are all I have so I'll write them, so you need them just to get by."<------- Quote: Kotaru followed Eun Hee back towards the dormitories.
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