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 Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 10:05 pm
Al walked along not really paying attention to anything in particular. He let out a breath of air with a frustrated huff. After since Soinka left it seemed like the whole place was dead, even Miku who was always so friendly was scarcely around. Al stopped taking a moment to reach into his pocket and pull out his favorite watch. Flipping it open he stared at the ticking hand , as though looking at it would make time go by faster. He gave up after a wile and continued on his way “This whole place is a damn ghost town.” he grumbled, giving the town another eye over. As he look to his left he saw a benched , with nothing else to do he plopped down. Al heard a loud crack, and quickly checked to see it there was any damage. As luck would have it one of the wooden bars had snapped but was till attached. If he left now no one would know it was him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:18 am
 » ⑥⑥ «xxxxxxxx» VY2 ─ Yuuma «xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx» " Life is a sweet matter, isn't it?" «"You're right, this place is dead," said a voice from an adjacent bench. The man was, too, hunched over, his elbows stubborn on his knees. His eyes were not focused on anything as of yet, but the floor seemed to be where his vision lay, but not his mind.
"You're that shop teacher...aren't you?" said the voice again, pulling his head upwards towards the man. "You look more like Frankenstein than a VOCALOID. Must be those fancy new English ones I'll bet. Saw one of you walking around with a white dress not long ago- is she your girlfriend or something?" The man stood up, a grimly lean figure with a heavy coat loose on his arms. His sleeve seemed to gush out air as he crossed his arms, the size evident now. He tapped his heel against the concrete and stared at the man who had the watch.
For a good five minutes the man did not do anything but stare into space, something he did often but wouldn't admit willfully. His mind wasn't on anything in particular either- perhaps just being slow as it would be on some days, like this one.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 1:18 pm
Al turned to see who was there with him. When Al spotted the man on the bench ,he examined him before deciding to greet him with a nod “Yeah that’s me.” he said finally putting away his watch. Running his hand through his hair Al cracked a grin “Yeah well some of us have more important things to worry about then how pretty our face is. Also I don't know if anyone told you ,but we came first.” he said in a haft joking kind of tone.
Al raised a brow when he mentioned the women in white “You wouldn’t be talking about Ann would you? Blonde hair, blue eye, stitches on her neck, D- cup?” he asked. Just realizing he had no idea just who the hell this kid was Al extended his hand to him “Names Al by the way” he said from his seat not wanting to expose the cracked bench bar.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 6:03 pm
» ⑥⑥ «xxxxxxxx» VY2 ─ Yuuma «xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx» " Life is a sweet matter, isn't it?" «"Yeah, I'll bet. You sound like Microsoft Sam..." Yuuma stated, shifting his weight onto his right leg as his arms shifted locations for a brief moment. When upon hearing the description of the woman Yuuma began to nod slowly, "that's her. Are you guys committed in a relationship or something? I've seen this boy wandering around campus who looks a lot like her, but then he does look like you too..." the man placed his fist against his chin and looked away from the man and sighed. "That's a very bland name. Who named you?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 2:34 pm
Al stared at the boy who had not moved. Shaking his head he let out a sigh “kid's today, no respect for anything” he thought to himself. Pushing off on his knees Al reluctantly stood up of the bench. “A grate man that’s who. ”he said with a smile full of pride.
Placing his hands in his pockets Al started walking towards the kid. “The boy that's wandering around is most likely Oliver. We're all made by the same company, so of course there is some stimulatory between us.” Finally beside the boy, Al sifted his weight for that he was facing the him “ As for Ann ? Nah.” He shook his head and shrugged. “She's off the market for the time being and I ain't the type of guy to mussel in on another man's girl. Why you asking, you got a thing for her or something?” Al smirked obviously joking.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:36 pm
» ⑥⑥ «xxxxxxxx» VY2 ─ Yuuma «xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx» " Life is a sweet matter, isn't it?" «Yuuma cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrow, "you care for what I think, Al? Well, that's funny- no one really cared about my own opinions before..." Yuuma deliberately avoided the question so smoothly, it felt good. Tilting his body towards the right Yuuma could almost see a cracked board from where this Al had sat on. He chuckled lightly, his green eyes tearing up from the moment. "Y-You know" he began, trying hard not to stifle a laugh, "you're taller than I had imagined Al. How's the class going anyway?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2012 4:11 pm
Al placed his hand on his side and look at Yuuma “ Right. Now I'm not an expert on the subject but I think it helps if the person your talking to ,knows who you are. He said still having no clue who the kid was. Al took notice of the laugh Yuuma was so desperately trying to keep in. It was then that he remembered the bench. Letting out a sigh Al located the bench out of the corner of his eye “Slow. The class to to small to do anything really impressive” he answered deciding to ignore the bench for the time being.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 2:26 pm
» ⑥⑥ «xxxxxxxx» VY2 ─ Yuuma «xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx» " Life is a sweet matter, isn't it?" «Another light chuckle came from Yuuma, holding his fist against his lips as his eyes closed briefly. When they opened he became serious, "my name isn't important, and besides, you'll learn it sooner or later, as I am a student in this Academy. But what concerns me isn't how your class is going, or how you are, but why you're here..." he let his sentence finish midway and then sighed, leaned his head upwards and bit his lower lip. "Tell you what- If you're actually curious, meet me at the cafe at 4 tomorrow. Don't come if you notice a new student joining your class. It was a nice talk Al, I love things like this even though I don't get it often, see you sometime later." With a casual wave Yuuma began to walk at a stable pace, ever so quickening till his think build disappeared into the darkness, leaving his shadow skulking after him.
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