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~Your Dreams Afterglow~ Crew
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 Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 2:45 pm
"Well hello there Ria high! I'm Bammers, a bus that takes care of all the traveling needs for Rian students, including field trips. It seems that they have taken the kind advice of my words and agreed to take me out of storage for once! So I'll be making sure we all have a safe journey to our destination and back. Alright? Alright."
Bammers the bus is quite obviously a talking bus, because at Ria anything and everything is to be expected. Bammers was once a boy named Billy who got into a bit too much trouble when he was younger, and ended up getting snagged by this wicked old witch. After calling her an old, [CENSOR] granny; Billy was turned into a big ol' peach colored school bus. The bus looks fairly normal on the outside, with the average features a bus holds and Ria High printed on the side, in bright orange letters. However his features like his eyes can pop out randomly from the headlights, or review mirrors. The inside has nice cushy seats and is rather roomy, and not like the old smelly buses that you find in high schools. Obviously it is large however since it's only one bus and is seating many students, but being a magic bus as things in Ria tend to be, it's larger on the inside than it is on the outside. They're TV screens, nice air conditioning and easy to pop open windows, in addition to preloaded snacks by some of your Rian chaperones. No bathroom as that can tend to be rather odd...even for Bammers, though we'll make a few stops along the way. As you might have guessed there is no driver, just Bammers. And if you think you want to know how Billy got the nickname Bammers...well it's best to not ask the spirited bus and just stick to your seat. Do remember, we cannot leave until all are on the bus.
[This thread is for posting when your character is traveling to the zoo / leaving. Do not post here and say that the bus is leaving when it is not decided by a guild crew yet though. And you may post in other threads with your character if the thread is open before we officially say that Bammers has landed so that you don't feel confined. <3 Also, Bammers is an NPC character meaning that you can use him to your liking for minor things, like He let you on the bus, swerved the right or something. Don't do too much god-modding or anything especially if it effects / tries to affect the other students.]
"Oh and don't worry about traveling over water, I'm quite sure this old me can handle it with my water wings! ...Most likely!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 4:31 pm
Rhaine was a very happy looking guy, tall, with slender hand and a figure. He had a fair complexion and was thin with a smile always plastered on his face, he loved nothing more then to be happy, silly and goofy! Always being kind and cheerful no matter what, he never stopped smiling either. It was a bit odd, but one figures he's just a happy guy, er, elf. But he was a bit bored, sighing as he sat on the bus's farthest seat in the back. It wasn't like him to participate in any school events or even try to be noticed but after such a long time of doing nothing he figured a simple trip would maybe be fun! After all, the chances of him being found by that man or his followers was even less out there, which made him want to go even more. To avoid, the ones from before... His face sad and low for a moment before snapping back to his usual happy look. A smile on his face as he had his head tilted to look out the window, if he could see that is... Being blind put a bit of a damper on that. Still, he smiled anyhow, laughing to himself lightly as he sat with one leg crossed over the other, his chin resting on his hands, the light from outside reflecting on his clear white eyes, his short golden hair glistening gently as it fell onto his face making his long pointed elf ears twitch. His coat was a bit odd like this, the tails bunched up a bit and the fabric was hot, but he didn't mind, it was his favourite outfit anyhow. But he did have an idea! leaning over a bit he smiled, a slight chuckle as he spoke to the bus. I mean why not? It was such a neat thing, a living bus was a wonder! Why not be friendly? "Heh, this may be fun. But there's no one else here yet, perhaps I'll play a song! Whoot! That's what I'll do! Would you like to hear me play a song on my violin Mr. Bus? Do you?" He laughed again, whistling lightly as he did and pulled out an orb from his pocket, chanting a few unknown words as a flash filled the bus, his orb of blue wavy mana was now a violin!
Bammers laughed aloud, moving a bit in place after the flash, now speaking to Rhaine. "The name's Bammers kid. And sure! Why not? After all, I've got nothing better to do, and you seem like you might be good. So lets see what'cha got kid!" He laughed again, hoarsely as he listened in to Rhaine, waiting to see if this random elf loner was any good. He was an overly happy guy, but did he have skill?
Grinning lightly to himself Rhaine began to shake his foot, placing the bow of his violin on the strings, resting it against himself as he began to play. A warm smile spreading across his face as he closed his eyes and spoke softly. "Ah, my apologies. The name's Rhaine by the way. Just listen Bammers, I'm sure you'll love it..." Humming along with the beautiful melody that began to emit from himself and the violin, the sound was lovely to hear and was like no other instrument made, and for good reason too! He normally didn't play in front of others but there wasn't anyone her yet so, what was the harm? And he was doing this for the bus who was kind enough to let them ride him to the zoo, it was the least he could do after all. He thought, happily playing with incredible skill, a smile still plastered on his face as he continued to hum along.
"Not bad kid! You've got talent! Why don't you ever play for the others or hang out?" Bammers spoke and questioned, why didn't he? But all Rhaine did was keep playing silently, not saying a word as he hummed. The shadows covering his eyes as he tilted his head down a bit, hair covering his face as well, and a smile on his face, but he was clearly hiding something else just below the surface of that fake smile... A soft chuckle emitting from him as he thought about that, but continued to play beautifully anyhow.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 5:22 pm
Micheal wasn't quite sure why he was on this trip. Boredom, perhaps? This place had been pretty shitty so far. The girls here were obviously braindead, considering he hadn't had one yet. Maybe he'd have to pay the girls cabin a little visit... He smirked to himself, glancing around as he noted the others who appeared to be boarding as well. He saw a few girls around, and some of them weren't all that bad looking. In fact, some of them were pretty hot. They may just be worthy to get a visit after all. His smirk grew to a grin as he stared at a couple girls in specific, and then turned his head to the bus. The freak of a bus. They really were serious about making them ride on this thing, weren't they? Oh well, if something went wrong he could sue the school for everything it was worth, which probably wasn't a lot, considering what he'd so far seen. He stared at it through his tinted shades, one bag held in one hand, his other arm dangling by his side. He wore jeans today, and a sleeveless zip up white jacket with a long sleeve black shirt beneath. It looked simple enough, but if one were to catch a glimpse of any of the labels, they'd be struck speechless. He was a walking display of his wealth, and he liked it that way. The watch on his wrist was worth thousands, the shades as well. He wouldn't accept anything less, for that'd put him on the same level as these peons below him.
He had been staring fixedly for a while, until it suddenly spoke and he snapped from his daze of superior thoughts and moved forward. He set one foot on the bus, smirking to himself once more as he climbed inside. "Tch, Bammers..." he chuckled to himself. A second later, he'd stumbled forward and fallen on his face. Bammers had apparently not taken very kindly to the jab at his name, and had bumped the part of floor beneath Micheal's feet, effectively sending him flying. The young man shoved himself back up and glared around viciously, adjusting his shades in a superior manner as soon as he'd stood. He glared through them at the girl who'd been boaring behind him, who was laughing, and hissed "You'd better shut the hell up." When she spoke back to him, he scowled and slank off to find himself a seat, shooting a glare to the one obnoxiously playing violin as well. Then he threw himself into a seat, purposely trying to hurt the bus again, and folded his arms over his chest, crossed one leg over the other, and stared haughtily out the window. Kira was just trying to catch a break. She'd been under a considerable amount of stress lately, with all the newfound chaos in her love life, and was hoping for a bit of relaxation time. But of course, that chaos was following and joining her on the trip, so she wasn't really getting a break at all. Then again, part of her didn't mind it. She was just dreading the day when she'd have to pick. One of them would be happy, and the rest would be left to recover from being shot down. As someone who'd never even had a friend before all of this, that thought plagued her nearly as much as the ones about what she was. But they didn't quite surpass those other thoughts, because they were much more developed and well founded. This was just a case of her lack of social skills and her unwillingness to hurt anyone. Well, maybe not anyone... This guy was standing nearby, apparently ready to leave as well, and he kept staring at her. Her eyes narrowed everytime she felt his settle upon her, which seemed to be pretty often. She wasn't sure why, but it was starting to piss her off a bit. She was wearing a pair of snug jeans with a thick black belt and a fitting dark blue t-shirt that said "I'm breaking the first rule of Fight Club" on the front of it in white. Of course, this was partially obscurred by her black hoodie, which zipped up the front and was currently left open. She also had a hat on her head, a precaution despite the fact people here were familiar with people with powers. It was black as well, the bill turned sideways and sliding lopsided on her head. She tried her best to ignore the starer, fiddling with the strap of the messenger bag she held, which was going across her chest and resting at her hip.
She glanced at the bus when it announced it was time, and then at the group she was with, smiling lightly and waving them on. In truth, she was a little excited. This zoo was apparently good about keeping animals in habitats rather than cages, from what she had heard. And being what she was, whatever that was exactly, she hated seeing animals in cages. It just played with her greatest fear and put her ever more on edge. So she had never been fond of zoos after her changes had begun to occur, and was therefore looking forward to this more open one. Hopefully it really would be what she was expecting. So with a smile on her face, she started forward, catching the sounds of music drifting from the bus. A radio? But she was distracted when the guy in front of her fell right on his face. She laughed aloud, not caring that she did, and wasn't surprised when he snapped at her. So of course, she snapped right back. Besides, he gave her a bad feeling, and it provoked her even further. "Or what?" she asked, head tilting in an act of innocence. "I wasn't speaking in the first place. Are you deaf, Mr...?" She grinned at him as he turned away, then glanced to the ones accompaning her before she climbed aboard as well, brushing past the guy sulking in his seat. Her blue eyes momentarily lingered upon the one with the violin. Apparently it wasn't a radio playing... Well, she had her own group of muscicians to hang out with. She chose a seat a good distance away from the rest and plopped down, slouching lazily as she shifted her bag to her lap. She was smiling to herself, eyes drifting to the window. "I'm a little excited..." Darran was in this for excitement. The elf was actually showing his more childish side as he bounced his weight between his feet, hands pressed together, then moving apart, then grasping his bag, then setting it down less than a second later... In short, he couldn't stand still. He turned his mismatched eyes upon Arianna, his expression almost pained. "When are we leaving? Why haven't we left yet?" His ever calm sister just smiled gently at him, and peered towards the bus patiently. "It shall tell us when it's ready," she spoke, her voice faint, nearly a whisper. Apparently this was normal, as Darran thought nothing of it. "But I want to go now! Right now!" The boy had never seen a zoo before. He'd just seen the animals of the forest where they'd lived, and that was all. And being one who'd adapted to the human culture so quickly, he was dying to see what all the fuss was about zoos. And apparently this was a special one. It had to be, or else the school wouldn't want to go to it. So he swayed and bounced and fussed with his bag or the choker and necklace he wore, or the rings on his fingers, until it was finally said that they could board. He grinned from ear to ear, jolting forward only to be stuck in another short line as people in front of him got on. They couldn't move fast enough, it seemed, so of course the pace they'd set was mindnumbingly slow. "Hurry up, hurry up..!" he spoke to himself, in a low murmur, for once abiding by his sister's wishes not to cause a scene. Though, the boy's appearance alone was sure to catch attention. He wore baggy black pants that were probably too big for him, and a long, sleeveless shirt over an equally long longsleeved shirt, made up of red and black stripes. His hands were adorned with jewerly, his neck clad in a black choker and a large, silver cross on a chain. His eyes were two different colors, the right green and the left red. His long hair was black, or it had been at one time. The top and bangs that framed his face still were, but the full length had been dyed red. His pointed ears also contained numerous peircings.
Arianna seemed the polar opposite. She was prone to going weeks without speaking, and he had grown used to that, as had everyone from their home. Though, some had simple thought her mute. She seemed a grey blob in the colorful world around her. She wore a gray tube top with a grey knee length skirt, and knee high socks that were stripes of grey and black. Her feet were covered by black converse, and even her hair and skin seemed to have their own grey tint. Her hair, by the way, was pulled into a ponytail like normal. She had no jewerly, no piercings, no tattoos, though from what she knew, neither did Daran. That was one thing she had tried to keep him away from, and had so far succeeded. She had her bag in one hand, and his in her other, for he'd forgotten it in his haste. She moved fluidly up behind him, waiting patiently, standing as naturally still as a statue. Then Darran finally made his way on board and he moved halfway down the bus and then dropped into a seat, still grinning ear to ear as he stared around excitedly. "A zoo!" he cried, almost triumphantly. Arianna simply smiled softly at him, nodding her head, her bangs shifting to lightly fall into her grey eyes. She ignored this, busy stowing away the bags properly, before she gracefully lowered into the seat beside her brother, knees lightly folded to one side, hands clasped in her lap. She was listening quite peacefully to the music flowing from the one in the back, her eyes contentedly closed. Darran had his face pressed to the window, even though they'd yet to move, oblivious to the sound. "Is this what all buses are like?" "...I sincerely doubt it." What an odd pair.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 5:30 pm
Joy approached the bus hugging a small black duffel bag to her chest. Small trinkets and chains clinked together in a light chorus. The baby-faced teenager looked a little on edge and a bit like she had been missing sleep. Her sapphire eyes, although beautiful, were ever so slightly sunken and darkened and her full rosy lips were formed into a tired pout. Oddly enough, her beauty was not dampened, but rather heightened into a weirdly eerie state. Even her black waist-length hair was looking slightly dejected, pulled into a loose bun on the back of her head.
The girl paced ever closer to the bus, barely noticing the glowing coming from inside Bammers. Joy was definitely distracted. She mounted the steps, patting Bammers as she did so in a friendly sort of way. Just as her booted feet touched the top step, her vision centered on the man in the back, playing violin.
Not bad. A little off, but I suppose I shouldn't expect perfection.
Joy turned her button nose in the air, straightened her posture, and proceeded to stalk down the center aisle. She normally sat in the back to make it easier to amuse herself by observing the rest of the kids on the bus. However, another had taken it. As much as she wanted to boot the boy from her chosen seat, she was in a good enough mood not to.
Instead the woman chose a seat a couple sets from the back and launched her duffle bag into the window seat in a violent manner. She plopped herself down into the seat beside it and slammed her booted feet onto the table between the pair of seats in front of her. After adjusting her black turtleneck sweater so it wouldn't itch, she dragged an iPod from her skinnies and shoved the earbuds into her delicate ears, turning to a nice track.
I hope we leave soon. I need a vacation.
Her eyes watched as other mounted the bus as well, some of which Bammers showed disapproval for, other who he quite liked. She rubbed at the chair next to her affectionately. She had ridden on him as a young child, and it was the only vehicle she had been able to sleep in.
As she settled down into her space, and glared at a few passer-by who wanted to sit beside her, Joy let her eyes drift over those who had boarded previously to her. There was a sulking boy who was obviously wearing brand names. He wasn't worth her time. Then there was a peculiar pair, probably sibling, though it was hard to guess because the male had dyed hair. They seemed interesting, but not worth any extra effort to talk to. There was, of course, the violin player. He was entirely different. Not a better, more likely to garner her attention different, but just different. He played violin, which was a plus, but it was violin. And not a real one, even. It seemed to be made from magic.
Joy sighed and closed the lids over her dazzling eyes, thick black eyelashes whispering over her cheeks. The noises washed over her: chattering from those who were excited, nervous exclamations from the newer students, questions posed to the supervisors (mostly senior students hassling them unnecessarily) and just plain squealing. Most abrasive. Joy lighted her thumb on the iPod's wheel and slowly twisted it until the noise from her headphones blocked any other noise produced elsewhere. The vibrations continued, however, prompting Joy to once more adjust her turtleneck sweater and creasing her brow ever so much more.
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~Your Dreams Afterglow~ Crew
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 9:00 pm
Was there a time when the Emo Boyz weren't on some sort of vacation or a break? They certaintly had their share lately, even coming to Ria was supposed to be a sort of relaxation from the regular life of limelight that plagued them. Taking a trip now was nothing short of this either, but Ryu had passed it off to Miranda as their usual deal with Kira and Rini since they hadn't seen them for a week. It didn't seem to matter though, surprisngly Miranda seemed to be more relaxed about such matters.
Rini was slow upon boarding, as she had gotten rather side-tracked by one thing or another as the female often tended to do. She wasn't to be trusted alone, but because she always slept in no matter what, she told Kira to go ahead of time and she'd meet up with her later. Rini was still a little ticked off at Jun-Jun, of course not Kira, but the grudges never held long for her, she couldn't be mad at someone no matter how much she tried to will herself to do as such. In the end, she had come on this trip as always to watch the developing romances and see how Kira's heart responded, because she was aware that not even Kira could read her own heart sometimes. Plus this was intresting, and to be honest Rini had started to take documentary purposes of the events, from taking pictures and recording things in a diary-like book and occosionally sneaking a video recording or two. But it was hard when the whole lot of them were so constantly observent, so she had to rely on her memory most of the time. She wasn't sure why she had decided to go ahead and make memories of this, but it was intresting to see, and even if she herself got upset in the end. OH. She just couldn't choose who she wanted her favorite of Kira's to be, it was so hard to figure it out! Realizing she sounded like an observer of someone who watched this rather than was friends with them all, she quickly shut down her thoughts and boarded Bammers beaming up at the drivers seat, figuring he was probably up there. Maybe he was everwhere? That seemed to be the case, but she beemed merrily at him and walked over towards the seat next to Kira, quickly nustling herself down after putting her bag in her lap. She was determined to stay seated here so that the Emo Boyz didn't get into another fight on the bus and get kicked off. They did fight a lot over Kira, Rini grinned at the thought, waving good morning to her friend as she straightened out her clothing. She wore a red tank top with a white zip-up hoodie over it, though left unzipped, and a red skirt that reached her knees as well as a pair of black boots. The boots didn't match, nor did most of Rini, but alas the female would never care about such trival matters. Upon walking in and before sitting down next to Kira she had noticed the sulky looking rich boy off to the side, the violin player in the back, a flashy and slightly scary looking exicted boy who was sitting with his sister [as they tended to give off that vibe] who looked lovely in an elegant manner. Rini had always wanted to be elegant after all she had thought with a sigh. In addition at last to a violin player towards the back, a spaced out looking girl towards the side, and then a group of four suspicious looking boys crouching down towards the back. Oh please. How she could not notice? If Kira hadn't seen them herself then it'd be because they were crouched under view and hiding quite deeply, though again they didn't do much to hide their looks. She grinned a bit, poking Kira gently in the elbow as she lifted her head towards the direction of the boys who were now sitting right behind their seat and then the others to the right of them. She looked at Yano and shook her head firmly, about to pout and say something, but then he gave his offer. Magic words as it was and she grabbed the candy and hopped off the side, giving Kira a reasuring pat on the head and a slight apologetic grin before snagging a seat to the right.
Tanko again had gotten little to no rest. Lately, more and more recently as time had seemed to only become to when he was with Kira and when he wasn't, he had been having more and more frequent bad memories mixed into the forms of nightmares. Mostly about his past life catching up to him and then hurting Kira, yes in fact it was these thoughts that kept him up a good too much of the time. Still...he couldn't seperate himself from Kira, he'd do anything for her, but the pounding thoughts in his head hadn't become a reality yet so he had to try and tell himself that they never would. Of course nothing in life was certain, but he wanted to be able to think that he would never be the cause to hurt Kira directly, or indirectly for that matter. Really just making Kira feel bad was a major no-no. So these thoughts kept him up, and made him restless in the hours during his preformances and even his words lately when he spoke in interviews were quieted, as he seemed to be gazing off into space a bit often. It luckily didn't mess with his personal image too much though, people still believed he was as much as a jerk as he was told to be. Only those who knew him in reality might be able to tell something was up, his mind was constantly with Kira even when he wasn't with her. Again though, he wasn't afraid of the future that would befall upon him, though if Kira was completely cut off of all times from him. Well that really wouldn't work out. He'd just have to go and find her, even if she wanted nothing to do with him, if he had to then he'd pretend he loved someone else and marry and all of that. As long as he could still her everyday. Ah really, at this rate it was looking like he was completely crazy over her, but she did drive him wild. As usual he was in his group, crouched down next to Yano with Ryu and Jun-Jun crouched down as well behind them. He had in fact almost lept forward and punched the face off that jerk who had tried to tell Kira to shut up, but Yano tugged him back down mid-air. Keh. He defiently kept his eye on the guy before Kira finally came close enough. The reason as to why they were hiding, he wasn't fully sure, in the end Ryu got randomly silly and liked to do things like surprises. So they all suddenly got out of their seat and rushed forward, now behind Kira and once noticed by the two girls he grinned a full smile, waving good morning as chipper as a rabbit. If rabbits were chipper? Still he hung over the seat making faces slightly at Kira while Yano said something to Rini, and Tanko batted his eyelashes and gave her a head bob here and there. Then again, his dreams if anything just told him that he shouldn't hesistate so when the seat was freeded up by Rini, deal or not by Yano, he put all his weight onto the sudden hand that was at the top of Kira's bus seat and then hopped right on over and snuggled in. He would have probably dinged his head right into the metal of the bus [was it metal?] had Bammers not shifted for him. "Thank you Bammers~" Tanko called affectionately before turning to Kira and grinning as he lazily crossed his legs under him, "Hey, hey, did you dream about me yet? I had several about you. Involving braiding your hair mostly....did it get longer?" he asked smiling as he reached forward and ran his fingers through it lightly, kissing it for a moment. So he lied about the dreams, it wasn't like he'd actual tell her that he was having nightmares about her, after all she might try and think she was doing a good thing by leaving him. That certaintly wouldn't do. He had choosen another random outfit his closet, a black hoodie with a skeleton design on the back over a black shirt that was torn up all over it, and a pair of simple jeans with a studded belt and his chain wallet hanging down. Clothes were useless to Tanko though, the only reason he bothered wearing them right now was that he might be arrested [maybe if they liked what they saw, they'd just overlook it right?] and Kira wouldn't be too comfortable like that.
Yano might have done something bad. Was doing something bad? Ah, he wasn't entirely sure where he was going with this really...in the end although what he had orginally set out to do was done, now he was left feeling like he should have done something else. This uncertain feeling was not common with him at all, he wasn't sure where it was coming from and he didn't nessairly like it at all. Though that first bit was a lie, he was entirely aware that it was all dervied from his thoughts, as were most of his actions as he tended to think with his heart more than a little of the time. Either way, he hadn't gone all the way through with it, not so sure he'd be alright if he did something completely against what he wanted. Of course, what he wanted currently happened to be Kira. Surprise. Still, he knew the difference between following the pack, or just liking Kira in order to keep her away from Tanko. Obviously he liked Kira all on his own. There was that thing between him and Tanko though that prevented them from fully being able to function as normal friends, whether or not Kira had shown up. There was a tiny bit of dislike between them that they tried to push away, but because of the family matters that never seemed to be fully settled, there was uncertainty, and Yano knew they both felt guilty about it. Yano watched Kira when she entered the bus, his eyes going back to Tank for a moment before they all suddenly shifted and moved up several seats, still sneaking around till they had reached their destination. He wanted that spot next to her too, to him right then it looked a bit like the stars that you'd never be able to reach no matter how far you outstreatched your hands. However, Rini wasn't something up in the sky, she was a female, and understood him, though he was certain she might occosioanly play favorites with Tanko. "Miss Rini, could I happen to sit where you are? I'd make worth your while." he replied, his voice almost hinting at something suggestive there before he pulled out a bag of candy, hand-made by Jun-Jun which could eaisly be seen since Jun-Jun left his logo on everything he cooked. However, before he could sit down, his seat was stolen in front of his eyes and he frowned, before turning to Kira and kissing her on the cheek, purposly making Tanko a bit mad since he knew he wouldn't kiss Kira as much as Yano did. They just had different view points when it came to love. Speaking of which what was he thinking right then? He wasn't supposed to go over and sit right down next to Kira, because that would be completely against what he had just said he would do. What he ought to do...to make up for not being a good brother or even being able to tell anyone who his brother was, full blood related or not. He picked up his cellphone, a call coming in from a girl who was his classmate a while back that he had arranged to call him. "Hello? Saki? Ah...yeah good to hear from you too, I thought you'd forget." he said, grinning faintly as he pulled himself over to the window and stared out and spoke a bit with the girl, his tone flirtacious, but not overly so, it wouldn't take much to rise suspicion in anyone on who he was talking to. It was fake though. Saki was deeply in love and engaged to someone, she was just doing him a favor by playing this off. For Yano's plan was simple, he'd make Kira dislike him [because there was no way he could will himself to seperate from her] and then she'd notice Tanko even more than before. It might have been stupid to some, but it was the thing that would keep him from pulling her into his arms right now. His slightly shaking arms. He wasn't too cold either, wearing a long sleeve brown shirt with a dark grey one over it with a eagel and cloud patter and a pair of slightly snug-er jeans. Maybe he was stupid, but he still couldn't keep his eyes too long off of Kira as he stole a glance.
Jun-Jun was still confused, it wasn't clear if he had made all that much real progress from where we last left off with him. Probably with the male that was in fact the case, because after being first hit so hard after his first experience with love, he took things far too slow and tried to keep people away. People like Rini and Kira, he'd just shove them away with the worst things he could find and yet the had both still stuck around. Jun-Jun was aware of the facts like that Kira was only about three years older than him, but to her that was a large gap. And she didn't seem to see him that way, there always chance and hope that it would develop further, but he saw the hesitation in her eyes. Also there were those two over there currently who were hanging over her every movement. Then again who was he to talk? He had done something possiably bad that night in France. But was a kiss really all that bad? Just a small one, and though it had been on his part would Rini hate him forever because of his actions? He certaintly hoped not, he had grown...more than attatched to Rini and it had nothing to do with Kira not being an appropiate choice. Rini and Kira were different people and he treated them as such, now though he wasn't so sure about what to think of her, though he kept on looking at her, his headphones in place to keep the sound of everyone out as he had in fact gotten cranky from waking up when he did. Following directions from Ryu after having made the snacks for the ride the night before he had sluggishly found a shower and managed to place black pants on in addition to along sleeve shirt, left open and with a printed look of pink, blue and black oddly drawn flowers. Though he had turned and been looking out the window he jumped suddenly when he saw a Rini next to him, instead of a Ryu. He watched her quietly for a few minutes but realized she was purposly avoiding his gaze so he frowned deeper looking irritated as he placedh is headphones back in and sulkingly looked out the window.
Kids were silly. Though they weren't really kids, and he certaintly didn't really look at them like that....at least not always intentionally; they were all childish a bit. The facts pertaining all of them except the really secret things like the bloodlines were all out in the open and all of them had to see things clearly. Still, they seemed to beat around the bush with things for the most part, and at times things became a full stalemate in which no one would react one way or the other and just pretend like nothing major had happened. It was tiring to Ryu, only because he was aware, though not with himself, that you had to hurry up with these sorts of things and make sure that you got what you wanted before someone else took it. While that might sound greedy, or even a little obvious, not enough people took that offer up and in the end, things happend. Things like Kate, so yes he had been the one to orgnize this trip after finding that Kira and Rini were coming on it. And as they changed seats and he sat down next to Jun-Jun he could have his eyes closed and still be able to know the scene withought even trying because he knew the whole lot of them so well. Just like the others, he was dressed up nicely without exactly meaning to, wearing a black silk shirt borrowed from Yano and a pair of maching pants, in addition to a silver chain necklace. He yawned, standing up casually before heading over to where Rini was, knowing she was about to snag a seat in the back, he simply picked her up off her feet and set her down next to Jun-Jun. He walked over and greated Kira with a warm smile and pat on the head before he stepped over a few seats behind them all and quietly watched. Well maybe he wasn't their father or mother, but he certaintly was a bit of a dotting person in general wasn't he?
Fay had her head tilted up towards the sun as she approched the bus stop, shaking the early morning blues of waking up away from her system. No matter what she did, the fact was simple that she was around Jarren twenty four seven, they never parted because it was job. But it was his job, or moral obligation or whatever. She was still in love with him though and she couldn't stop her joy from behing around him so often, it never got tiring for her. But it got dangerous for her heart that still hadn't been fully cured from the first time he had told her that he couldn't be like that with her. She didn't mind so much that he rejected her, but it hurt a thosand times more when she realized randomly when she was around him or talking to him and stopped mid laugh only to remember that she liked him. And she didn't want. Not like that anyway, it was a hinderance, and a complication that she didn't wish to strain on the angel who had already gone through too much in his life. Too much to even tell the bunny girl as she contemplated over her thoughts a thosand times a minute and went over all the things he had said to her. So yes, it was dangerous in fact to agree to go on a weekend trip to a zoo, even if it was to increase Jarren's levels of fun needs because the fact was that she would be alone with Jarren in this new setting and she wasn't entirely sure if a change of scenery would make her do something stupid. Or they would have been alone if Roger hadn't come to. But Fay knew that he had already been planning on going on this trip, and it probably had little to do with her. Then again she had very little confidence with such things, obviously. It had been decided that since they were all going to the same place they might as well meet up though and sit together on the bus, and Fay did actually enjoy that idea, reminding her of field trips of normal highschool students she had heard about after one show with the Magic Man that students had attended. She had noticed in fact that Jarren didn't like Roger, and it wasn't because she was always so good at picking up subtle things, especially with Jarren. Though she did pay attention to everything he did, at one point she had caught him making an irritated look that Jarren never had on his face, towards Roger when she had seen it in a mirror. It was for a breif second but it had sent a rush of emotions though her in a quick hurricane as she worried and fretted about what to do. If Jarren didn't like Roger than that was a problem, Fay liked Roger. Or so she said, though she hadn't told anybody of course because luckily no one had asked. Still. Did she really like Roger? She believed she did, however when she asked herself this question, conviently she would forget about Jarren for a moment, her mind blank of him after trying so hard to do so every time she thought of Roger. Because if the both of them were in her mind at once, she already knew who her thoughts would lead to. And so things had to come the three of them all going on the trip together, and having to settle whatever feelings they had inside their own minds. Still, Fay was happy and midly content as they all approched the bus, her large fluffy ears only slightly hanging down and twitching as she looked up at the bus, eyes wide. It was...human? How intresting! Was she supposed to bored it though, I mean...what part belonged to him and which parts were simply just a bus? What if she accidentally stepped on his tongue or poked him in the eye?! These thoughts suddenly shifted rather quickly into her head as she looked up and over at Jarren.
Another thing she had noticed was that when Roger was around as long as she looked up at Jarren, he wouldn't make that scary face. If she felt like being honest today she'd say that even Jarren's scary face was completely jaw-droppingly-gorgeously though. She shifted the bags she was carrying as she hesistated a moment longer and clicked the flat peach shoes she was wearing against the ground, shuffling slightly. She wore a white hoodie with a picture of Alice in Wonderland, Alice jumping down the rabbit hole and "We're all mad here" up in the corner. Under that was a blue dress that brushed past her knees and she snuggled into a bit more now, looking between the two of them as if to silently ask if she should go in or maybe they might just want to return back home? Roger moved forward though, resting his hands on her shoulders as he shook her lightly and gently, "Come on now! You have it in you Fay! Just hop on up there." he pressed, grinning and Fay laughed softly, a very slight action, but it still happened as she touched his arm back that had encircled around her shoulders and was hugging her. Just a slight pat though. She pulled back once more, determined and turned up to Jarren, glancing at him to make sure it was alright and unable to help but smile whenever she looked at him, she pulled her hood up, stuffing her ears inside so she wouldn't snag them on the top of the roof of the bus and quickly marched in, though her feet pressed daintly and softly against the floor. "A...Ah thank you Mr. Bammers." she said quickly as she bowed her head, hood falling down as ears popped out once more and she looked around, as if looking for his eyes but got a slight BEEP as reply so she smiled, giggling almost as she quickly scuffled herself out of the way, looking for a seat in a hurry. The bus was certaintly filling up fast! There was someone playing the violin in the back, the tune sounded a bit sad above all else, but was good to hear music. A female with long black hair sat alone, and Fay considerding joinging her but recalled how hesitant Jarren got as well as she when they met someone new, it was hard to trust people where everywhere you looked someone could be the Magic Man in diguse or another plot. She didn't have trouble trusting Roger though, it was odd like that, and another reason why she believed she must like him a lot. She saw a rough looking man, but with a very grey colored girl next to him and smiled faintly, nodding her head to the girl as she passed, thinking that they suited each other when they were next to each other, mixing colors like that. And then there was a group of four attractive looking boys, though none of them comapred to Jarr- ...Roger, and they did look vaugly familiar. She tucked away the thought before catching the other two females on the bus who were paired with them, for someone picturing a cat when she looked at the taller one, but she shook the thought away, stepping past all of these people so not to hold up Jarren or Roger and also feeling uneasy if their gaze fell onto her as she rubbed her arm a bit. She finally walked past the last man, one who wore expensive looking clothing, for Fay could tell from how it was sewn in comparsion to hers, she glanced at him for a moment curiously, wondering why hardly anyone sat near him or close to this side. In the end, she sat a seat behind him, not wishing for the man to be lonely. Now came a tough part though. Roger came up and she scooted closer to the edge, only to realize that all three of them couldn't fit on the seat the same time. "Ah...well...actually I think I should sit with Jarren." she replied nervously, hoping Roger wouldn't hate her, but she knew it would help ease any worries Jarren had of the Magic Man coming and attacking her on the bus if he was next to her. "Oh alright." Roger replied and smiled faintly as he leaned down and Fay blinked, realizing they were going to hug, she reached forward and did it quickly and akwardly as she smiled slightly, though her face was a nice shade of red by the time Roger sat down in the seat behind them and she moved her bag out of the way for Jarren. A hug...it had been so long since she had one and it'd been with a male. "Would you like a fruit bar?" she said suddenly turning to Jarren as she rummaged through her suitcase lightly and bit into it, making a slight grin as to purpose it was in fact, delicious and offering the rest up to him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 11:22 pm
Kira may have noticed them somewhere in the back of hermind, caught onto their scents, for she wasn't all that surprised when Rini finally pointed them out to her. She'd taken up staring out the window, letting her thoughts start to drift again. And of course, they shifted the same thing they tended to do so often. Her dreams had been calmed by Miranda, so she hadn't had any further nightmares about shifting and killing people. She still had worries about sprouting ears and being labeled a freak, but even those were slightly dulled. She touched her shoulder absently, the one the woman had fixed, and then slumped lightly back in her seat with a sigh. She really should be greatful to her. She'd given her advice and everything. She really was perceptive to pick up on everyone's feelings so quickly. Or... no, that wasn't it. Kira was just slow. She frowned to herself at this thought, and shifted a little in her seat, still thinking. She knew three of them did. Would it make her conceited to think that Ryu did as well? Despite herself, she couldn't help worrying about this sort of thing. The others had come out and said it, and that's when she'd fully realized, though she'd known in the back of her mind all along. In fact, she had the objects from each of them in the bag that was cradled in her arms. The kitty plush from Ryu, the rubber ducky from Tanko, the rose ring from Yano, and the clip from Jun-Jun. They were all tucked away safely and carefully, as she'd decided that no harm could ever come to any of them. What if she picked and.. they stopped talking to her? The ones she didn't choose? She wasn't sure if that would happen, but she couldn't bring herself to rule it out. She was a paranoid person by nature. And so, she worried about that to herself, and decided that if they left her, she'd treasure their gifts always. Though, Miranda had said time healed all wounds... Kira's fingers lifted, touching her locket softly. Did it really...?
And that's when Rini had nudged her, and she'd glanced over at the girl, blinking slightly, before catching on and staring towards the direction the scents were coming from. One smelled slightly different, but they were there, all four of them. She stared blankly, then suddenly grinned, fears melting away momentarily with happiness at seeing them. It'd been a while, a whole week again. She'd missed them, obviously. She waved back at Tanko. "Fancy seeing you all here~" she purred, the tone coming out without her permission. She tried to ignore it, though she had looked briefly startled at the sound. Stupid... whatever it was. She still had no idea what caused it. But, she wasn't going to let that dampen her spirits right now. She watched as Rini got up, blinking her eyes shut at the pat to her head, and stared at her friend wandered off. And then, as she waited for Yano to take the seat, Tanko quickly leapt into it instead. She jumped slightly in surprise, staring at him, and then blushed lightly as he touched her hair. Ah, that felt nice... Ugh, stupid instincts. She couldn't hide them. Or rather, she could... but not for long. Tanko already knew about her purring tendencies though, but she'd rather not the others find out and embarrass her further, much like she hoped Jun-Jun still hadn't told them about her changes. She didn't see why he would've though, and since no one was saying anything, she imagined that he hadn't. So that was good, at least. She closed her eyes briefly at the kiss Yano planted on her cheek, which in turn made the pink in them flare up, and they remained closed with the comfort of Tanko's fingers through her hair, but then she peeked them back open again, glancing towards Yano despite herself. She looked surprised, but hid it quickly, also trying to keep any confusion in check. Her eyes lingered upon Yano and then shifted to the ground, but her ears were still listening. Saki? Who was that? Was he flirting? But he.. had kissed her. Her first one. Had he just been messing around? But just now he'd kissed her again, so...
She felt suddenly lost and uncertain, but was unwilling to ask or say anything about it. So she turned instead towards Ryu as he approached, blocking out the phone conversation as best her curious nature would allow. She recieved her second head pat of the day, and she closed one eye as she peered up at him with a light smile. Then her attention shifted uneasily towards Rini and Jun-Jun, taking note of their expressions and actions, and she felt a pang of guilt that made her quickly turn away. She stared at the floor for a few seconds longer, recovering from the confusion that'd suddenly filled her, and then slowly turned and faced Tanko once more, putting on another smile. "It has been a while," she said, trying to act casual. The stretching of her arms wasn't an act, however, just a sleepy action that resulted in several cracks of her arching back, before she dropped her arms back into her lap around her bag. Her eyes briefly scanned the other passengers, and then returned to Tanko. "How've you been?" She peered up at him through deep blue eyes, head tilted lightly to one side. "You braided my hair, huh? Were you any good at it?"
Jarren had actually been looking forward to this trip. A zoo? As he kept finding so often, he couldn't remember the last time he'd been to one, though he knew it had happened. Sometime in his past life with faces and people he couldn't remember. So he was planning to enjoy making new memories with Fay at this one, like they had at the beach. Or at least, he thought he was. Then he'd been informed that the devil brat was coming too, and he couldn't have been angrier. Of course, as always he tried not to let it show. But when he was told, he simply fell deadly silent. It wasn't like his usual silence either. He was livid with anger and the aura around him showed it, as well as the horrible piercing look in his eyes whenever he stared at something or someone. He sent a lot of these looks towards the a*****e who was ruining his fun all the time, unable to get mad at Fay for inviting him along all the time. But he was irritated and upset, which was close enough to angry in a sense. And so he stood, in absolute silence, sending death looks to anyone who dared so much as glance at him. His wings were folded against his back, hidden, and he was dressed in dark jeans and a black sleeveless sweatshirt, zipped up to hide the white, also sleeveless shirt beneath. Considering his powers, cold didn't affect him all that greatly. In fact, he rather enjoyed it. And so he felt no need to bundle up like the others. He had a black bookbag strewn over one shoulder, and stood with his other hand in the pocket of the sweatshirt, as he glared venemously at the ground.
When Roger moved forward and grabbed Fay's shoulders, Jarren's hands curled into fists, and the poison in his eyes quickly directed towards the back of the brat's head. It was highly likely that the angel was hoping, with all his might, that the demon would simply drop dead right then and there. But since he wasn't chanting any spells, the power of his gaze alone wasn't enough, so he was forced to stand back and let a long stream of curses flow silently through his mind. Who said an angel couldn't curse? This was Jarren, the alcoholic, who was wishing very greatly that he'd snuck some aboard with him. And right now he was seething with supressed anger, that was bound to overflow sooner or later. And the worst part was, he still hadn't fully decided what got him so upset. It wasn't simply because the brat was a demon. There was something else, involving Fay. He knew he wanted her all to himself, but he wasn't sure to what extent, or for what purpose. Just so he could protect her, and allow no one else the duty? No, it was beyond that as well... He swallowed his thoughts and the urge to slam the guy's head into the bus, and followed them into it, glancing around quickly at everyone inside. There was a boy and a girl seated beside each other in an awkward silence, a girl surrounded by three others, who were obviously with the two as well. A pair of elves gave off the feeling that they were siblings, and a girl sat alone and appeared to be ignoring everyone. Another elf was playing a violin, and a sulky looking young man was scowling out a window. Much to Jarren's dismay, this was who Fay sat the closest to. He watched as the boy watched her pass, and rolled his eyes. Fay really didn't know how to read people at all, did she? Well, at least one good thing had come from this; she'd told Roger she'd rather sit with him. Though, the hug they exchanged totally destroyed any briefly nice feelings he'd managed to snag.
And so, he slumped beside her in the seat, arms folded over his cest, bag set on the ground between his legs. He was slouched, his wings lightly spread behind him to not be crushed. They were invisible, but she'd still feel the brush of feathers against her. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and then stared ahead as the sulky boy turned with a smirk.
Micheal hadn't once stopped scouting out the people on the bus. He had no interest in the girl who'd spoken back to him. He hadn't the time for people like her. Besides, she was surrounded by four men already, all of which she'd probably slept with before. Then again, maybe she'd sleep with him too if he played his cards right. After all, he had to get back at her somehow. He'd just need to get her away from that group. He smirked to himself and looked ahead at the two who had boarded together. A colorful brat and his monochrome companion. She looked rather pretty, somewhat elegant. He'd love to see her lose her composure. He chuckled a little at the thought wondering how he could go about speaking to her while her pressumably little brother was right there. He'd have to wait until they got off the bus. As to the others, there was a younger girl beside a boy, and he felt some tension there. Another female was wearing headphones and obviously trying to ignore everyone. He had no interest in her either. He shifted a little in his seat, and glanced up as a girl with bunny ears passed. His smirk grew. A bunny girl? Were they serious? This school had to be the strangest one he'd ever seen, but at least the females here had some variety. He turned after she'd settled down, sweeping off his glasses and peering down at her. "Hello there, babe," he said smoothly. "Wanna sit up here with th-"
However, it was then that the angel in a foul mood grew tired of hearing him speak, and he cut in icily. "I would think twice on what you wish to say to my friend here..." He spoke simply enough, but in a voice laced with malice and murderous intent, his eyes narrowed and cold. "For if I dislike what I hear, I may just have to silence you myself."
Micheal stared at him, glaring in irritated frustration, and then turned and folded his arms over his chest again, glasses back on his face, and eyes once more staring out the window. ******** this place. Bunch of assholes, ruining his fun.
Jarren kept watch on him for a moment longer, and then breathed out a sigh as he decided the guy had realized he really would hurt him. And he would. At the very least, he would've cast a temporary spell to make him mute. But he didn't have to. He glanced at Fay though, peering down at her calmly for a few seconds, and then looked away once more. "Don't spend any time with people if you can avoid it," he said quietly, allowing only her to hear him. "They are not trustworthy." He would've continued on to mention how much he hated the demon currently seated behind them, but he realized and stopped himself before the sentence could form itself from his tongue. And he fell silent again, so he could keep that thought to himself, along with another. I need a drink...
Meanwhile, in their own little section of the bus, the elven siblings were still in the same state as before. Darran was still practically shoved up against the window and muttering under his breath about how they'd better hurry up and get moving before he burned the bus alive. Arianna heard, but didn't take it seriously. She knew that Darran understood this to be their only method of transportation. There was no way he would ruin or harm it. Well, other than the way his foot kept tapping against the ground, but she didn't think that was doing anything too troublesome. She peered around at the others on the bus, taking a slight interest in the other elf, primarily because he was another elf. She hadn't met too many others here so far. She stared at the girl who was seated with the group of young men, and noted an odd feeling from her, but made no movement that she recognized it. She glanced at the others as well, locking eyes with the young man in sunglasses, who seemed to be smirking at her. She simply stared back expressionlessly until he turned away. But then a bunny girl boarded, with the oddest mix of companions. Still, Arianna smiled lightly in return as she passed, and then gazed at the two males accompaning her. an angel and a demon, it felt like. What an odd pair. It seemed not all of the group was happy with this mix either, as the ever empathetic elf could read people's emotions rather accurately, despite how they tried to hide. And from the looks of it, the dark haired one was doing a poor job, with how carried himself and the look his eyes held being clear indicators. In any case, it was none of her business, and so she stayed silent and kept to herself, seated beside Darran, who was bouncing in his seat.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 5:00 pm
Kassy looked forward, her head completely tilting to the right and letting out a much needed "uuuuuh..." Big yellow bus. It kind sucked, it seriously kinda did. I mean seriously, why was a fancy, magical, school fun of random people using a yellow school bus to go on a trip? And where were they even going? TO A ZOO? But it was an island, WERE THE ANIMALS RUNNING AROUND FREELY? What if a bear ate her?! Guh, confusiooon~ Nonetheless, animals were fun. As long as they were tiny and cute and didn't attack her. Also, if they were ugly, they couldn't touch her. IF THERE WAS SOME BIG BOAR RUNNING AROUND, IT BETTER NOT GET NEAR KASSY. There would be trouble. Most of the trouble would be for Kassy, but ohoho the boar would be scared. If only for a second, the boar would be scared, and confused, and therefore Kassy would of won. Fact.
At the moment, Kassy was alone. It was very sad. Kassy was standing in line to board this yellow school bus and was alone, with only the blank faces of unimportant people to stare back at her. ...Okay so they weren't "unimportant" but they were strangers! She didn't know them, and they most likely didn't wanna know her. They all had their little something at the moment to entertain themselves. That one boy with his vio-wait, violin? Why was there a violin? WHO BRINGS A VIOLIN ON A BUS? Oh well, musicians going to a concert but, whatever. Point is, random dude with violin playing violin while on bus. A yellow bus. What was with this place and why was she coming up with so many questions?!
ANYWAYS. Kassy was on the bus now. She practically tripped up those little steps to get on this bus, and at the time she was looking down. Well, at her feet. She had put one hand on those stair railing bar things normally used for old crippled people, and attempted to step up. But since she was looking down at her feet, her other arm knocked into the side of the bus. Like, the door frame-ish part. Yeah that. Sooo~ She spazzed and tripped forward. BUT SHE WAS OKAY NOW. AND STANDING. So it was all good.
"WHOAAAAAAAAAAH. WHAT. WHAT IS THIS. WHY IS IT BIGGER. WHY IS IT SO PRETTY?!" Kassy started screaming at no one, most likely freaking out everyone around her. Or annoying. Kassy was good at annoying. Her face was in this mad, shocked, why-wasnt-she-told-of-this-mode. She looked pissed. But she wasn't. IT WAS JUST THE EXTREME SHOCK OF THE FANCY BUS INSIDE. This bus was cool now. It was. Kassy crowned it cool. ITS OFFICIAL. At this point, Kassy attempted to touch everything. She began walking down the aisle and sliding her hands against the seats and such. She had to touch stuff, it was cool. (D<) Plus she had a habit of sliding her hands across stuff as she walked. She probably shouldn't do that. What if she touched something gross like used gum? ...actually she's done that before. Point is, Kassy was roaming aimlessly through the aisles. Something should probably stop her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 5:52 pm
Dinin swayed sleepily from side to side as he made his way toward the rather dull looking yellow bus. He stopped for a moment and let out a long drawn-out yawn, revealing his set of rather unnaturally sharp fangs. He rubbed his right ear between two fingers, pushed his snow white hair out of his eyes, and adjusted his over-sized navy blue hoodie before suddenly remembering to continue walking if he wanted to board the bus.
As Dinin boarded the bus, another yawn escaped his lips and his eyes closed involuntarily as he continued up the steps of the bus. He probably shouldn't have slept in so late, but Dinin sure did love that extra bit of naptime sprawled out under the warm, morning sun. Not to mention it was a bit unavoidable that he slept in so late due to the fact that he had stayed up so late wandering around aimlessly. If, when he opened his eyes and saw the much larger than portrayed interior of the bus, he was shocked, he did not show it. He took a moment to take in the entirety of the bus's inside before taking a deep breath and holloring at the top of his lungs, "HI EVERYBODY!!"
Seemingly instantly rejuvinated from his previously sleepy state, Dinin now skipped with a jolly manner and a wide grin splashed across his face to an empty seat.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 6:18 pm
Amelia hesitated, standing infront of the large bus with her luggage in hand. Of course, being so sheltered, she'd never been on a school bus. But... from what she remembered... were they usually this big? And they didn't normally TALK, right?! This was bizarre. But this was also exciting. A new experience! Amelia took a deep breath and started into the large vehicle.
What she was faced with caused her to gasp loudly and drop her bags. The inside of the bus was... well, amazing would be an understatement. She was overwhelmed by it all. Is that what all school buses were like?! Probably not. This would probably cost the school district a FORTUNE. Oh my... this was... wow...
She sat down slowly, drinking in all of the things in the bus. Televisions~ this was pretty cool. She stared out the window at the people rushing onto the bus. "What the...?" One girl, running while stomping her feet loudly tripped on her pants and staggered forward, regaining her balance at the last second. She burst out into a fit of strange, obnoxious laughter and continued towards the bus, still laughing to herself.
As Wendy stepped onto the bus, her laughing calmed a bit. She laughed too much... Her eyes scanned the inside of the bus in awe and confusion.
It was...
Not gay.
She didn't understand. Outside was gay.
What was this blasphemy?
She looked around some more, walking further to the back of the bus. "...Sup awesome..." She mumbled. For the past several months, her and her best friend had gotten into the habit of saying sup in practically every sentence. Hey wait. 'Sup awesome' would be an amazing post title in their friendship blog. Hmmm...
She sat down next to somebody. She didn't even look to see who it was. I mean, that wasn't very smart. It could be somebody she knew, like Kassy. But Kassy was wandering around the bus. Hi Kassy. Wait.
"SUP KASSY!!" Wendy screamed, pounding her fist on the back of her seat to attract attention. Her best friend was here! This was awesome. But she seemed a bit distracted. Hmm. She hadnt noticed yet. Wendy tapped her nails on the seat to think of something to yell. "SUP... MIYABI." she yelled, repeating the first appearance of "SUP ____" She'd probably notice. Unless she was looking at something shiny. ...Where was Casey at? Wendy kicked her feet under the seat and glanced over at the girl next to her.
Oh wow. She's cute. Wendy thought to herself, staring at her face intently. Amelia glanced over and squeaked in surprise. "HE-HELLO!" she said loudly, sliding away from Wendy a bit more. "OH S- AAAAAAAAAAH!" Wendy's standard greeting was cut off by herself as it turned into a high-pitched screech. Both girls looked over at the person who had boarded. Was he the one who yelled? Wendy grimaced and noted that his face needed to be broken before she turned back to the blonde girl next to her. "...Oh sup." She said again, this time finishing what she had been trying to say.
Amelia shifted a bit, unsure of how to respond to the girl next to her. She had just seen her trip, which wasn't exactly a fantastic first impression... She smiled nervously and said, "Hi uh. Im Amelia." She wasn't that good at making friends yet, but this girl didn't seem too rude. Wendy's face turned hard and serious as she extended a hand. "WENDY." She said, her voice louder than it was supposed to be. Wendy lacked control of her volume, so usually she talked way too loud. Normally, people would have told her that her facial expression was adorable, but next to Amelia... not so much. She looked at Amelia for a little while longer, once again making the girl squirm under her stare. "How old are you?" Wendy asked. She couldn't be older than her. Right? "15." "WHAT." It was more of a statement than a question.
Amelia pouted and stared forward. "I know I look younger." Wendy blushed, overwhelmed by how cute this girl was. "I'm... 14..." She mumbled. Amelia smiled and looked over. "You don't look it." "Neither do you." They stared at each other for a while longer. "So~" Amelia raised an eyebrow. Oh god, how adorable. "Wanna get some coffee sometime?" Wendy said jokingly. It was one of her characteristics that she hits on girls a lot. Casey probably wouldn't mind. Probably. Not like she ever really cared about his feelings anyways... [lol im so screwed. JAYKAY JAYKAY! >:l srs jokes.] Amelia's mouth fell open in shock and she went silent.
Now it was Wendy's turn to shift uncomfortably. Did Amelia think she was serious? Wendy laughed her "Wendy-laugh" as Amelia remained in that position for a while longer. "I... was kidding, you know..." She said while hyperventilating. NOW Kassy was bound to notice. Probably. She did once say that if she walked by Wendy on the street unknowingly, she'd identify her as soon as Wendy laughed. "I don't even like coffee."
((Eh. Good enough length. I guess. Too short for this thread. ;_; ))
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 6:35 pm
As if from thin air, Maglor appeared walking towards the bus in his usual attire. Unlike most times though, his black sleeveless shirt was riddled with holes resembling that which only bullets could cause. His long, silvery-gray hair whipped about his head with every step the dark teen took, as did his shirt against his torso. For the majority of his walk to the bus, Maglor had kept his head down, but as he neared the bus his head snapped up and his eyes focused upon the entrance to the bus; eyes that betrayed his appearance with a sensation of age and wisdom far beyond his years.
Maglor reached the entrance to the bus and seemingly glided up the steps and to the fore of the bus and paused, completely ignoring the fact of how dramatically the inside had changed from what it appeared to be from the outside. For a long moment, his steely cold glare fell upon all who resided in the bus at that very moment. After his careful and silent analyzation of the people on the bus, Maglor drifted down the isle of the bus and seated himself far away from everyone else in hopes that he could avoid being annoyed for the duration of the field trip.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 7:06 pm
Noll pushed his black rimmed glasses up his nose as he headed down the sidewalk to where the smiling bus was parked. He wasn't going to ask why the bus winked at students passing by, or why it sneezed. He'd only been at Ria a short while, but why bother asking.
As he got onto the bus, the first thing he noticed was how absolutely gargantuan the inside of the bus was. There were what seemed like hundreds of seats all the way back. But once again, he wasn't going to ask. He wasn't even going to ask why the bus was named 'Bammers'
so he found an empty seat and set his staff down against the window. "Hello~" he said to the staff. "Noll. . . what are you up to?" he heard in his mind. It was the tree that the staff had come from. Where he had come from, technically. It even had an irish accent. "Well, we're going on a field trip" he said with an extremely thick Irish accent. The tree had one too.
"Ahh... where to?" asked the tree. The tree wanted to make sure it wasn't to anywhere where there would be open flames. or wood chippers. Wood and woodchippers don't usually get along very well. And then the tree had a sigh of relief when Noll had answered 'the zoo.' A zoo wouldn't be soo bad. Nature, overpriced snacks and the pungent smell of elephant dung. A great afternoon trip, in the tree's opinion.
Noll and the tree had a short conversation about how Noll was doing at Ria and how the tree was doing standing in a small grove in Ireland. The tree asked if Noll had done any research on summoning, like finding new spirits or anything, but Noll had no new information. Maybe he would find something here. Then the tree decided it was time for bed and the staff's vivid brown colour greyed a bit and the shine on the finish for the blunt end of the staff dulled a bit. It wasn't alive anymore--the staff at least. And Noll decided this would be a good time to shut his eyes too, for only a little bit.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:18 pm
Rhaine sighed as he lowered his violin, too many people now. So with a small flash it changed back into an orb, then he placed it in his pocket with a reluctant move of his hand. All he had was music, with no sight it was the only thing he really understood. But he hated playing around so many people, clearly they weren't to happy with his music. He smiled, laughing a bit to himself as he uncrossed his legs, crossing his arms as he pretended to look around. He could sense a lot of hostility around here, maybe this wasn't the best place for him? I mean, the arrogant guy who fell was funny, but that group of men seemed oddly obsessed with a single woman, or at least he thought so. Maybe this wasn't the thing for him? It would be fun but he didn't really get along with these kinds of people, nor did he want to. They all seemed very scary, and a little weird, even more so than him. So finally deciding he'd leave he stood up, patting off his overcoat a bit and smiling warmly as he began to slowly walk down the isle, examining the peoples in his own way, aura senses. He could tell what kind of person they were, or how they felt, that kind of stuff. So as he walked down he checked everyone out, doing his usual smile and soft walk, hair covering his eyes lightly. But as he got further down the rows he felt something, something that felt a lot like him. Someone who was a little cold and empty like him... Not to say that this other person was empty, just similar. To the way he saw and understood things. Well, he may be wrong, I mean this bus was filled with many a odd person. But he did feel something from her, an elf too! Not many of them were here, maybe she was one from his old village...? No... Not possible. He chuckled to himself, shaking his head a bit before stopping beside her. He was right, he had felt something. She was probably the only person who had heard his music and seen him, without expressing hatred, sadness or distaste for himself. So, why not go with this person? The choice seemed fairly obvious. And this way he'd still get to go on his trip too! Score! Looking over to them with a warm smile he noticed she was with another elf, a lively one too! Full of energy, life and general amazement. True happiness... How envious he was of him. But now wasn't the time to dwell on his true emotions or the past. Now was the time for fun! He did rarely have it but sometimes he did want to do things. No point in hiding for your entire life and not getting some enjoyment out of it. So looking down to her he smiled again, leaning over a bit, his hair dangling in front of his face as he tiled his head a bit, one hand on the seat, another on his hip. "Hello there miss. Do you think I could sit beside you? Heh, things are getting a little noisy back there and I don't think anybody liked my playing..." He frowned a bit, goofily as he shook his head. "You wouldn't mind would you? I know someone as beautiful as yourself must be asked this a lot but it would be okay if we hung out today? Think I could go with you and your friend? I'm sure we'd have lots of fun! Woot!" He whistled a bit, being a little playful as he spoke, maybe she wouldn't notice that he was a little desperate to sit with another person? It was very lonely back there, and he didn't have any other friends... Still, he continued to smile, waiting for her answer. He knew it was a lot to ask a stranger, to sit with them as well as walk and hang out with them on such a large trip out of nowhere but he'd hope she'd understand a little, being a new student he didn't have anyone else to be with so... But he kept smiling still, waiting for her reply, hiding his sadness with another laugh and a warm sense of joy all around him. it was how he worked, how he lived, always smiling and laughing to hide his sadness. It had become a way of life for him and had worked thus far. Most people weren't perceptive enough to see his true pain, at least not right away, and when they did he always just ran. Disappearing again to avoid it. It made life hard, but it was all he could do. But maybe if he made some real friends, they'd help him? Or at least allow him to conquer his fears...
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 4:06 pm
Continuing to search the bus, Kassy did this odd sort of galloping thing. It was one of those half skips P.E. teachers made you do in grade school. She did it because...well she always did stuff like that. It was especially fun in grocery stores. She was walk slowly through aisles, hopping onto different colored tiles on the floor, spinning once and a while or galloping forward to the tunes in her head. Hey, it was fun, and she insisted on having fun. FUN WAS NEEDED. "THIS IS FREAKING AMAZING. NO YOU PEOPLE DONT UNDERSTAND..." She wasn't really talking to anyone. She was just talking. To air. Kassy was talking to air. WELL, she was half talking to air, half talking to the people who were just chilling in the seats, like it was so normal to board a magical school bus full of amazing things and being all big and such when the outside is serious fail. Oh yes, so normal. OR MAYBE IT WAS? Maybe it was just weird to her..IF SO, SHE MIGHT GO INSANE. I mean, Kassy would be marvelling at something fantastically amazing, and everyone else would be glaring at her like she had just read some ode to...I don't know..A LIGHT SOCKET.
As Kassy continued to gallop around she heard her name. HER NAME WAS YELLED. AND SUP WAS INCLUDED. There was a serious delay in Kassy's reaction. There always was. She didn't know why because it wasn't like she faked her reactions, her very dramatic loud reactions, but there was a delay. Kassy screamed. And flinched. SHE TOTALLY SPAZZED AND ATTEMPTED TO TURN AROUND. This resulting in her slipping slightly and knocking her foot against the foot of a chair. ".....OOOOWWWW!!!" Her face was all pouty and mad now. It wasn't cool. And now she heard Miyabi. WAIT MIYABI? "...WU-....WENDY?!" For some reason, the reaction again took a while. When she heard "sup kassy" she figured it was just someone who knew her, not exactly Wendy. I MEAN IT COULD OF BEEN WENDY, AND IT IS, BUT SHE WASNT IMMEDIETLY ALL "Osup wendy how are you" ya know? WENDY WAS HERE. FREAKING AMAZING AWESOME THIS WAS. But she was so far away...that was sad. Kassy had to get closer. It was needed. Really really needed. So, in pursuit of getting closer to Wendy, Kassy shuffled her way to what seemed like the back of Wendy's head. There was another girl. WHO WAS THIS GIRL, WHY WAS SHE NEAR KASSY'S BFFAEAE?! ...Kassy was obviously overly territorial.
Half way to where Wendy sat, some little dude wi-...EARS? He had ears...Aw they were fluffy. SOME DUDE HAD FLUFFY CAT EARS. WHY? WHY DID SOME DUDE HAVE FLUFFY CAT EARS? Well uh, he screamed. Wasn't that Kassy's job? Kassy was suppose to scream out random things. In fact, she already did, but who was this boy. SCREAMING OUT LIKE THAT, AND SCARING KASSY. Oh yeah, Kassy was scared...again. She did her typical jump-screech-reaction then ended up pointing at the boy in a dramatic way "YOU THERE. YOU MADE ME SCARED...ED. SCAREDED? UUUH, LITTLE CUTE KIDS SAY THAT. ITAKEITBAAAACK~" Uh....yeah. So now Kassy was just standing there...pointing. After about ten seconds, she decided that perhaps it would be smart to do what she was orginally doing. FINDING WENDY! Now where was Wendy again? "Wendyyy, DONDE ESTAS~"
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 4:52 pm
Arianna watched those around her quitely. It seemed the bus was filling up a bit more now with the appearance of several more females and males. They all took their seats, and she watched every one of them in complete silence, despite the ruckus they were making. Beside her, Darran was still bouncing in his seat, hands and face pressed to the window, or his mismatched eyes scanning their surroundings. He stared at people opening and without care, and when the elf approached, he gazed at him steadily, almost threateningly, daring him to stop. So when the elf did stop with them, he paused in slight surprise.
Arianna had noticed the the music cease, and now she found herself peering up at the one who'd been playing. Her grey eyes fell into his white ones, and she decided to herself that must mean he was blind. She wasn't sure if this is so, but it seemed to her that it was highly likely and reasonable to believe so. In that case, it wouldn't due for her to be her normal self and just act in response to everything, would it? For he probably wouldn't be able to see what she was doing in reply to his words. So she let him speak, and still found herself nodding her head. But then she realized and paused, hesitating a moment. She couldn't remember the last time she'd spoken to someone other than her brother. "I wouldn't mind it," she spoke softly, her quiet voice nearly drowned by the chatter of the bus. "Feel free to join us..."
However, Darran had other thoughts. He knew how rare it was for Arianna to speak to someone, and he wasn't observant enough to note the possibility of the guy's blindness. Besides, who did he think he was, calling her beautiful? Did he mean it, or was he making fun of her? He'd show him a thing or two! And so, he bristled. "Hell no! The only fun we'll be having is me burning you to a crisp!" he cried suddenly, brandishing a fist. He had lurched to his feet as well, looming up in the other elf's face, until he suddenly froze, and very slowly turned towards Arianna. She was smiling at him, but the smile looked.. deadly. It contained an air of hidden malice that Darran knew all too well. His sister had put him forcably to sleep on several occassions, and he wasn't about to miss his trip to a zoo. And so he treated back, slumping into a seat and folding his arms over his chest, staring out the window with a sulky expression.
Arianna smiled more cheerily at him, and then peered up at the stranger once more. "My name is Arianna," she murmured softly. "This is my brother Darran..." A delicate hand lifted, waving gently in the brooding boy's direction, then dropped back to her lap. Her posture remained well kept, hands clasped on her lap, legs together and to the side, her back set perfectly straight. "May I ask your name, sir?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 5:41 pm
Ah hell. Why was he doing this? His skin burned easily, there would be a lot of walking and there would be animal dropping everywhere. Sighing, Jack hobbled his way over to a bus with nothing more on him other than a black slit neck t-shirt with a fake white shirt underneath, blue jeans, brown tennis shoes , a backpack filled with things that shouldn't be mentioned and his trusty cane. Most of that stuff he didn't even wear anymore, that clothing was back from when he was normal, so it fit a bit loosely. He had it on because it was taking a while to get cooler and he didn't want to be lugging that coat around the goddamn zoo. Which, he was now considering turning back. ... No, he must have come for a reason. This wasn't like him to forget. He'd figure it out once he was seated. Grumbling angrily to himself, he eventually made his way over to the door of the bus, searching in his head for an answer. The first thing that came to his mind when he got to the door was. "Why the hell is it peach colored?"
He waited for a little bit, the door's didn't open.
"Hey, I'd like to get inside please!" He shouted, rapping on the door.
Nothing.
He then lifted his cane, going to hit the door's glass.
Door opens.
"That's what I thought."He mumbled, slowly making his way up the steps. Left foot, cane, right foot. That was the general order. After that, it was just the matter of finding a seat. Preferably with no one near him, with their fun questions like 'Why do you have a cane?' or 'Why is your hair grey when you're so young?'. Which is a stupid question coming from people with pink hair. Which he might see if he looked around the bus, the candy headed idiots. After a quick scan, he found an area in the middle that had no one in front, no one in back, and no one to his immediate right. Bingo. Jack made his way over, sat by the window and set his bag next to him so nobody could sit with him. It wasn't that he was antisocial, he was just a little misanthrope.
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Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap. OH CRAP. He was going to miss it. If Dredd didn't run as fast as he could then he would miss the bus. This must be what kids that went to school felt like. Though he didn't want to transform and ruin his boots. So, he'd run until his legs gave out, seemed simple! Dredd liked simple answers. "Talking in the third person is pretty cool too ." Dredd had on all his normal stuff, minus his socks and black long sleeve shirt. It was stinky. Anyway, Dredd, after a bit of sprinting could see the bus ahead, which somehow gave him the signal to run faster. He was about to crash into the doors if they hadn't opened.
So he smacked full speed into the stairs instead.
"Ow. I'm cool." He said, crawling up the steps and sitting in the first row. "Totally fine." He said, sniffing after the last part. He might have messed up his nose a little, but he wanted to see the monkeys. Maybe try and get a friend for Pickles.
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