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 Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:03 pm
**she shook her head**
Not really...what was that all about?
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:04 pm
Moo_sama Moo had been wandering aimlessy around the school. Not making any new friends, she began to wonder the possibilities of home schooling. She picked an empty classroom and sat in it, reading a book. he seemed to bore being alone on the feild so he then left to check out who all would be still in the school or the clubs that would probably still be there. he then rememberd hed gotten his cd player taken for not listeing this would be the perfect chance to take it back, but upon his arrival in the classroom he saw a pink haired girl reading " um hi , so what are u doing here? me im ... uh ...oh ... well"
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:12 pm
Taezer coughed out of habit, then he stood up, dusting himself off. "A man can't earn an honest buck anymore with it going back to its rightful owners..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:13 pm
Hermisia looked again at her schedual- she hadn't quite memorized it yet.
PER. 4 -LANG ART
She made her way to the litterature class and plopped herself down in a seat. The class was shaping up to be rather interesting, if not a bit obtruse. Who would have thought that the Jherrons would have written so much?
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:16 pm
Geren Wilss Taezer coughed out of habit, then he stood up, dusting himself off. "A man can't earn an honest buck anymore with it going back to its rightful owners..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:18 pm
Taezer shrugged. "It's a skill..."
Meanwhile, Geren was in his forge, finishing the tempering on the axe blade, then mounting it in a slab-wrap shaft, bound with leather and well-balanced enough. He admired it for a moment, then put the small sheath on the blade, and hefted it up to take it to its owner, even if he sacrificed his first couple classes to do it...
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:21 pm
Geren Wilss Taezer shrugged. "It's a skill..."
**She stood a moment, the realized she'd not yet introduced herself**
...Well...my name is Aoi..
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:24 pm
Taezer grinned. "Pleas'd to meetcha, Aoi. I'm sure a person of your age would probably be socially dead if they were caught talking to a freshman like myself, so I'll just show myself out..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:29 pm
Across town at an ominous tower, a wall gets a hole punched into it. A vampire with his clothes nearly ripped to shreds walks out putting his sunglasses on. He still has the broken shackles cuffed around his wrists, and ankles.
"Frazzum rassum fazzum...."
~*~
Jareth walks down the hall with some diffculty from Sakura, whom was clinging to him.
"Could you stop that?"
"Why?"
"Because I cannot walk with you clinging to me..."
~*~
"Bird on a flag pole...."
Bang
"Locust on a leaf..."
Bang
"Flea on a dog's ear..."
Bang.
These were the common sounds of Desmond Lockeheart practicing his sharp shooting. He was a gunner of an ancient order.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:31 pm
And who would have thought that the majorety of Jherron littereature was nearly incomprehinsible poetry? The teacher lectured on and on about the symbolism of the father's sword, and the deep metaphore that the fight with the writers own sister showed the struggle within the one's own self. To put it simply, Hermisia was bored. The period passed and the bell rang, and she couldn't get out of the classroom fast enough.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:34 pm
Geren stood in front of the classroom door, holding the axe ceremoniously, waiting for Hermisia to drift out of class.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:42 pm
Geren Wilss Taezer grinned. "Pleas'd to meetcha, Aoi. I'm sure a person of your age would probably be socially dead if they were caught talking to a freshman like myself, so I'll just show myself out..."
**Aoi nodded. She hadn't made many friends, only Geren, and she'd spoken once to that new guy she met on the roof. She turned slowly toward her class**
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:48 pm
Sid was walking down the hall cautiously with a pile of books but as he turned he bumped into Aoi and his books fell down all over.
"Oh noooo!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 7:55 pm
**Aoi nearly fell over as she too dropped her books, again, this being the second time we was bumped into today. She looked down at her scattered things**
This was the wrong day to be carrying those without a bookbag...
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2004 8:03 pm
Sid picked her books upw slow, and stacked them alphabeticly, he then handed them to her.
"Here you go miss, I'm sorry I should of been paying attention, do forgive me..."
His tail subconsciously coiled around his waist, as light caused his horns to shimmer.
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