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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 2:31 pm
Name: Ameko Cross Age: 17 Hair: Long, straight and thing black hair that goes down to her hips with long bangs that get in the way of her eyes Eyes: Midnight black Occupation: Student Fav. Subj.: P.E., Any art class Least Fav. Subj.: Math and Science
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 3:24 pm
Angel Misha-san "a-ah..." she let the other girl help her up, she was a little dizzy, she placed her hand agaisnt her head, her fingers twining together with the raven black hair. the strant blonde tips where noticibly brighter then before. She looked at the other girl, her strange golden eyes glittering from the kindness anohter had shown her... not many peple showed Cassandra much kindness...either making fun of her hair or her strange eyes. She blinked a little as she walked into the class room with Weyuki. The teaher was that...that beutiful woman who had told her where the nurces office was. she blushe nad looked down, how lumbsy the older woman must think she was, espesially if she had seen her trip. she shook her head a little and bowed a little, trying to show how sorry she was . "I-im sorry miss Charlotte...i diddnt know where to go...and...i..." she stoped and then straitened her back, still looking down a little bit. "I'm sorry im late. i will make up whatever i missed after school...or...or after class...or...or somthing..." Her face was rather red, but luckily her cute face was covered by the blonde tips of her hair. her hands fiddled wit hher skirt nervously, tryingto flatten it or twist it, she wassnt sure, she jsut wnated her hands to be doing somthing other then sitting idely at her sides. Not only had she embareesed herself in front of the girl and any who saw her in the halls, but now she had emberresed herself in front of the teacher, twice now, and she had always loved all ehr art teachers. so this was quite a mordifying experience for the young woman. "Hello! You must be Cassandra! Welcome. Made yourself at home and don't worry too much.. ohh Your art supplies are in your locker in the back of class. Your combination is your school i.d number and for the assignments it is always posted on the board under Weekly Agenda." Charlotte stands up to greet Cassandra and shows her to her locker and then hands Cassandra a packet of paper and some canvas. "This is the assessment test. You can come back at lunch if you do not finish. I am her 45 minutes before school, at lunch and an hour after. You may basically come and go as you please I dont care... Ohh and looks like your desk partner shall be Aeyuki. And dont be so nervous this will be alright! And I forgot to introduce myself. My full name is on the board but you can call me Ms. Dia.." Charlotte smiles and walks back to her desk to continue on the sketch.. "Oh and Aeyuki be sure to help Cassandra out with anything at all! You know the rules.."
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 3:31 pm
She nods smiling gently. "Yes Ms. Dia." She blinks and hears the dryer go off so she goes into the office and starts pulling the cleaned aprons out. She hums as she folds them smiling cutely.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 3:54 pm
Aeyuki-chan She nods smiling gently. "Yes Ms. Dia." She blinks and hears the dryer go off so she goes into the office and starts pulling the cleaned aprons out. She hums as she folds them smiling cutely. "Isn't block scheduling great? You can take so many classes... and stay in one.. for like ever... hahaha. Enough to do a cycle of laundry... Thank you dear! ^^ Oh and kids dont forget to start working on your extra credit! Portraits!" Charlotte glances over the typical schooling week schedule..: Monday:8:20-10am Homeroom/ Period 1 10:05-11:40pm Period 3 11:45-12:45pm Lunch 12:50-1:50pm Period 5 1:55-2:55pm Optinal club/Period 7 Tuesday:8:20-10am Period 2 10:05-11:45pm Period 4 11:45-12:45pm Lunch 12:50-1:50pm Period 6 1:55-2:55pm Optional club/Period 8 Wednesday: type 18:20-10am Homeroom/Period 1 10:05-11:45pm Period 3 Wednesday: type 28:20-10am Period 2 10:05-11:45pm Period 4 12:50-1:50pm Lunch 1:55-2:55pm Period 7 Wednesday: type 38:20-10am Period 5 10:05-11:45pm Period 6 12:50-1:50pm Lunch 1:55-2:55pm Period 8 Thursday8:20-10am Homeroom/Period 1 10:05-11:45pm Period 3 11:45-12:45pm Lunch 12:50-1:50pm Period 5 1:55-2:55pm Optional club/Period 7 Friday8:20-10amPeriod 2 10:05-11:45pm Period 4 11:45-12:45pm Lunch 12:50-1:50pm Period 5 1:55-2:55pm Optinal club/Period 8 "What a confusing schedule..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2005 4:01 pm
She giggled softly setting the aprons down where she told her to set them as she looked over her schedule and sighed softly seeing what other classes she had. She had already got her painting down and currently she was working up the courage to ask her teacher if she could use her as her model for the extra credit assignment.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 12:54 am
Cassandra nodded at all of miss Dia's instructions nad comments, not speaking for fear of making herself a fool again. She sat down, a small sigh escaping her lips. She rummedged around in her book bag for a time, then pulled out her pencil and eraser. She took the paper miss Dia had given her and began to scetch the first thing that came into her head. She smiled a little as her pencil flew across paper. She had finished the sketch in maybe 20 minutes. She stoped and leaned back to look at her work. she had drawn a fairly simple sketch of a woman. She was in armor, dressed rahter scantily with only hard lether armer overing her chest and waist. she showed her stomic, arms and muh of her legs, the detail on her skin was exqusit. the shading was next to perfect, dark near her and light farther away. The woman had a bow in her hand, and an arrow set in its. she was smiling beutifuly, and she was atop a small dragon. The Dragon was almost feirce looking, and the scales each had their own individual shading. The dragons claws where set down and dug into the ground. with the beutiful woman atop its head. About hte girl and the dragon, trees burst fro mthe ground, great elms that shot up to the sky with seemingly no end. leaves fell down in front of the woman, she drew the leaves so it looked like they where dancing on the gusts. Her hair was swaying slightly, along with the direction of the wind. there where metel studs in the lether that where about her chest, bairly covering her chest. the womans eyes where large and sharp looing ,ehr cheek bones and and elegent. a truly beutiful woman...
She noded a little and then placed the paper down, she quickly added a large rock that the dragons tail rapped about. she smiled once again, and placed the colores in front of her to decide what she would color. She desided to make the woman have the same hair color as Miss Dia, then she desided to make the skin slightly tanned. She too kthe two colers and placed them aside, then too ka dark brown and a grey and a black for the lether armor, and bow and boots. She took a lighter shade of brown for the trees, then green for the grass and another shade of grey for the rock. she suddenly picked up her pencil and added some leafy and mossy growth apon the trees, giving them an old and worn look. after this she took out a deep and light green, to be combined together later for the vines that snaked up the great trees. she took a dark blue, an even darker blue ,and two shades of light blue a yellow, and a white. all for the dragon.
she looked at the colors, and desided to think things through a little more...so she jsut folded her arms and looked at the picture she had drawn, a look of deep thought crossing her face. she heared some girl snikker at her. and she tried her best to ignore them, but their whispered comments hit her harder then she let on. the ywhere lauphing at her for some reson..probably making fun of her hair...or her eyes...she closed her eyes to try and hide them, still thinking of what to do wit her picture.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 6:34 am
She looked at Cassandra and sat down next to her. "Don't worry about them, they don't know good people when they see them. Hey that looks really good!" Aeyuki looked at the picture and smiled. "Did you just come up with that out of no where?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 9:08 am
"uh..." Cassandra looked at the other girl, a deep shade of red falling over her face. her golden eyes where jsut bairly visible through the blonde tips of her hair. "Its....alright..im used...to it..." she said softly. It wasnt that Cassandra was ugly,she knew she was not, she knew that she was beutiful, it was simply her odd eyes and hair that earned their scorn. in one of her school the girls had made fun of her and spread rumores about her becuase the guys htoguht she looked exotic...little did any of those men know that she never had any intrest in them. The girl looked at her again as she commented about her picture. She looked down at the sketch and shifted a little in her seat, then nodded,"um...ya i did. it took me a really long timeto draw it..." she said looking down at her drawing with some amount of aprovel.
"I love fantasy more then any other genra, it has so many more possibilitys, and you can make almost any thing happen. its so much more fun then normal types..." She risked a smile, jsut a small turn of her red lips in the upward direction. she looked a lot cuter when she smiled, and with the added blush that seemed to be constently on her face, she was what some would call adorible.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 10:55 am
Name: Elandra Maerdyn Age: 17 Hair: Straight, silvery blond locks cascade downwards to end just below her shoulders Eyes: Clear Amythest Occupation: Student Favorite Subject: P.E., Art Least Favorite Subject: Foreign Languages
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The sound of approaching footsteps resonated across the cool tile floor as a preoccupied teenager examined her timetable, certain that the room she was searching for did not exist. Although she was noticeably late and had spent the last few minutes attempting to find her class, she had yet to be succesful. Well, this is the only area I havn't checked yet, she told herself with an exasperated sigh, running a lithe hand through her fair blond locks. It wasn't like her to have so much trouble focusing on something, though she was aware of why today was bubbling with such issues; the tight knot in her chest was evidence of it. At the moment, she did not even have a mere aquaintence at this school and was anxious to meet her classmates.
Elandra reached her arms upwards for a split second in a comfortable stretch, smoothing her shirt down when she noticed it ride up somewhat, revealing a smooth abdomen. A silent scoff eminated from her as a faint glimmer of annoyance passed through the girl's expression at the unexpected shift of clothing, not being one to wear shorter garments. She had chosen to don a pair of beige capris and a light blue halter top that day rather then the usual skirt and sailor shirt that most school girls wore. Although the outfit was far from revealing, it did flatter her slim frame.
Adjusting the light backpack upon her shoulder into a more comfortable position, the female began a steady stroll down the hallway, her amythest orbs glancing at the doors as she passed them. A familiar set of numbers caught her eye after a few moments of searching, causing her to approach the door. Swiftly checking her paper to ensure that this was where her class was to be held, a relieved sigh escaped seventeen year old's parted crimson lips. Preparing herself inwardly, she placed her hand confidently on the doorknob and turned it firmly.
"Sorry that I'm late," she announced as she walked into the classroom, an apologetic smile gracing her ivory tinted features as she looked towards whom she presumed to be the teacher. "I had a bit of trouble getting here. If I've missed anything I'm able to make it up after school or at lunch if that's convenient for you. My name's Elandra Maerdyn by the way."
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 3:39 pm
Angel Misha-san "uh..." Cassandra looked at the other girl, a deep shade of red falling over her face. her golden eyes where jsut bairly visible through the blonde tips of her hair. "Its....alright..im used...to it..." she said softly. It wasnt that Cassandra was ugly,she knew she was not, she knew that she was beutiful, it was simply her odd eyes and hair that earned their scorn. in one of her school the girls had made fun of her and spread rumores about her becuase the guys htoguht she looked exotic...little did any of those men know that she never had any intrest in them. The girl looked at her again as she commented about her picture. She looked down at the sketch and shifted a little in her seat, then nodded,"um...ya i did. it took me a really long timeto draw it..." she said looking down at her drawing with some amount of aprovel. "I love fantasy more then any other genra, it has so many more possibilitys, and you can make almost any thing happen. its so much more fun then normal types..." She risked a smile, jsut a small turn of her red lips in the upward direction. she looked a lot cuter when she smiled, and with the added blush that seemed to be constently on her face, she was what some would call adorible. She smiled back to her and gently patted her shoulder. "You should smile more often Cassandra. It's cute." She sits down at her spot and brings out a sketch pad and some pencils before she starts sketching out a picture of the teacher humming softly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 3:39 pm
Character Bio Name: Ms. Stepheny Axtell Age: 23 Hair: short only to her ears dirty blonde striaght Eyes: Brown Occupation: Teacher Subject Teaching: Drama ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *walking into the school she sighed and flipped her hair back slightly irritated* I wonder if this job'll pan out...*she started walking toward her classroom and glaced at the students she passed*I wonder who will be in my first class...
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 4:15 pm
The school bell rang for the end of the first period and now it was on to third since it was of course block scheduled. She got her things together and headed out of the class room going to her next class, Drama. She'd be back to see her art teacher at lunch of course, to ask about the painting.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 4:21 pm
*She set up her things and wrote her name on the chalkboard seeing as how it was the first day she was teaching* here come the students...now lets see..maybe we can start off with past lives...or sense memory...
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 4:25 pm
She stretched as she entered the room smiling her cute smile like always. She was ready for some acting and fun of course. Her memories and past aren't very pretty so she always pretends she had amnesia and doesn't remember a thing of her past.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2005 4:27 pm
Tiro Kari is walking down the hall too, with her head down low and hands tightly around her books. I hate this school, she thinks to herself. Ask she walks she looks down at the floor and before she knows it she trips over something (most likely her feet,) and falls head long into Misha. Heero-perfectsolider-yuy *Misha waked into the huge looking school and looked around.* Well this can't be as bad as last time, I hope they got some good arts courses or this is gonna suck. *Pulling his bag back up to her shoulders she started to walk down the hall, hoping to bump into someone to tell her where to get her time table and show her around and to her new room.* This is probably going to be a long day... *She started to walk down the hall, trying to find a sign that could help her.* *Falls to the ground with someone landing ontop on here.* "OH! Are you ok? I think I broke your fall."
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