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 Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 3:38 pm
The school grounds that surround the campus filled with lush vegetation
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 3:41 pm
Hard walked the long hallway until he reached the grounds. His tail was swinging back and forth for he was at peace in his life he had lived like a merchant for many years before earning the money to attend this school. Months ago he had passed this school on his way into the town but soon found it bothersome and wished to attend the school. Months passed and living as cheaply as he could eventually obtained a member sihp to this school.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 11:52 am
 ☼ᵄlᵛᵄᵣᵅ Ulᴚᵢkᵅ✿"This is an old and funny poem
I accidentally overheard
It keeps the little children playing
And bigger children spread the word
My memory is bad
So I always tend to forget how it goes..." ↘↘Location:School Grounds
Feeling:Energized and ready to go
Inventory:Lesson Plans, Books, Cell phone, iPod.and lunch
Health:Good as new
Theme:Emilie Autumn- What If   Alvara walked about the school grounds with deep interest, sensing the crisp winter air about them had warmed a mere two degrees. Still, the Yuki Onna smiled, still cool enough to keep the year round snow. Being one for the beauty around her, the walk to school took longer than previously expected and she noticed she was almost late. Luckily enough for her she had no early morning classes, so taking her time was easy enough. Most who didn't know her would swear she were insane, walking about in such a skimpy kimono when it was below freezing. In the beginning most humans gave the most humerous stares she had ever seen, until of course they found out just what she was. Sure, most would stray away from her upon learning, that was until they noticed the seals scrawled across her body. Sometimes she did wonder though, would she still be as docile now if she had these seals broken? A small frown graced her near porcelain lips, the thought of harming any of these humans as she had once done...she couldn't live with herself. Bringing her thoughts back to the present she noticed an unfamiliar face wandering about the school grounds and she smiled, the snow failing in comparison to her supernatural beauty. "Excuse me?" She ventured, walking up to fall in line with the younger male, smile on her lips as she nodded to him. "I'm Miss Ulrika, nice to meet you! I haven't seen you around before...are you possibly new here?"She asked happily, excited to see a new face in such a frozen wasteland of a town. Well, that's how most would describe it, to her this place was paradise. She looked the boy over and wondered if he were Fae or human, the interest bubbling over as she held out her hand to shake. "...But, Life is my creation
Is my best friend
Imagination
Is my defense
And I'll keep walking
When skies are grey
Whatever happens was meant that way " Out Of Creativity:
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 12:15 pm
Haru turned to face a women who he didn't recognize when she asked for his name. " it...it.i..its haru madam" he staid stuttering his word having never really interacted with females before. haru ears perked up hearing the gentle breeze blow through the trees. haru looked down at women's hand and took it shaking it like he had seen his master do so many time in the trade. " i am new i arrived about five days ago when i finished with the fee to enter this school." haru said releasing the women's hand and taking a small step back
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:38 pm
☼ᵄlᵛᵄᵣᵅ Ulᴚᵢkᵅ✿ "This is an old and funny poem
I accidentally overheard
It keeps the little children playing
And bigger children spread the word
My memory is bad
So I always tend to forget how it goes..." ↘↘Location:School Grounds
Feeling:Energized and ready to go
Inventory:Lesson Plans, Books, Cell phone, iPod.and lunch
Health:Good as new
Theme:Emilie Autumn- What If Tilting her head Alvara wondered why the male was stuttering. Was it too cold for him? She wondered but shoved the thoughts aside with a warm smile, well, as warm a smile as a Yuki Onna could provide. Her ears perked with his words, tail swaying gently as she nodded. "Oh! So you're the one everyone was talking about! Nice to meet you Haru, And I know I said my name was Miss Ulrika..but please, call Me Alvara."She replied, glancing up at the sky as the snow began to fall once more. "I do hope you enjoy our school, it's one of the best really. And I'm not just saying that because I teach here. We're very...tolerable to Fae and Human alike, very little fights break out and the ones that do are easily snuffed out. Uhm, do you have a schedule yet or would you like a tour of the school?" she started, tail wagging with delight at the chance to entertain a new student. "I don't have class the first two hours, people don't like art so early in the day. You wouldn't be keeping me from anything I promise." "...But, Life is my creation
Is my best friend
Imagination
Is my defense
And I'll keep walking
When skies are grey
Whatever happens was meant that way " Out Of Creativity:
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 2:59 pm
 |͇̿ ͇̿ ͇̿ ͇̿)|̶̿ ̶̿ ̶̿ ̶̿||̿ ͇| ̿ ̿|̿ ̿ |̶͇̿ ̶͇̿ ͇̿ _____|͇ Λ ͇||͇̿ ͇̿ ͇̿||͇ ͇ |̶̿ ̶̿ ̶̿ ̶̿ |͇̿ ͇̿ ͇̿ ̶͇̿ι |̶̿ ̶̿ ̶̿ ̶̿||̿ ͇||͇̿ ͇̿ ͇̿ ̶͇̿ιmσσd: Interested ínvєntσrч: Wallet, Cell thєmє: ((Still looking~)) ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Whilst quickly walking around, Dante had noticed the young Yuki-Onna talking to a stranger. He cared less about the stranger, what he wanted to know is how this woman could've went about the school and him not noticing. With a faint smile, he had approached her slowly. He bit his lower lip nervously when he drew closer and closer to her. He sweated a bit... despite the chilly weather. Why he was sweating, he did not know. But as he finally got within whispering distance of the two, he couldn't help but continue to stare at her. "Have we, ermm, met before?" He rarely socialized, but something about her radiated difference. He extended his hand and the corners of his lips cracked into an innocent smile. "I'm Dante... I'm just about to head up to the principal's office to attempt to obtain a sort of job here. Maybe as an art teacher, maybe as a counselor. Maybe as an English teacher. I am experienced in all three of those after all. Decades of studying all three after all." He forced a smile, now feeling embarrassed at his rambling. He blushed adorably however. ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ σԃԃ, σԃԃ ƈσɳʂҽɳʂυʂ :
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 8:07 pm
 
Location: School Grounds
Mood: Insecure
Inventory: Ear-peice, wallet, novel.
Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lMSkC2PGyTs
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Christian walked through the paved pathways of the school's campus, indifferent of everything, not trusting even the sky that hung over him. He ruffled a hand through his white hair, pale blue eyes glowing faintly with hatred and insecurity, seeming almost white. He sat below a shady green tree, and with a glove over his skeletal hand, flipped open to his page and started reading silently. He didn't like many books, but the one he held, entitled 'Murder in the Cathedral' peaked his interest. There wasn't much- if anything- he had ever liked. He wanted something he could relate to. That was all he ever longed for, and this was his glimpse of freedom.
"I guess I must face the facts..." He thought to himself.
He mentally shook thoughts away, and kept reading.
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