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 Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 12:26 pm
∬ ℜules ∬
∱ Be semi-literate to literate. THIS MEANS NO ONE LINERS.
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∱ Be interesting and have fun.
∱ Pretty posts pretty please! ℰｌｏｉｓｅ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫ Charlotte  . Yumi Prince A.K.K Sunday
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 1:39 pm
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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ ｔｅａｍ
ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍｓ
ｂｅｅｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｗａｙ ｓｉｎｃｅ 18 Eloise strode through the school's hallways, clutching her suitcase handle in her tiny fist. She had never been to a public school before and everything was so unfamiliar. You were free to do as you pleased until classes started and there weren't maids watching after you, to make sure you weren't getting yourself into something you shouldn't. Her golden curls bounced with her steps and each step brought her closer to her dorm's door. It was plain white and looked like it hadn't been opened yet, luckily. Eloise preferred to be the first one in the new dorm, this way, she could choose her room first and get settled. It would take her awhile to get used to this whole school thing after all. Her white knuckles wrapped around the door knob and twisted, opening the door and closing it behind her when she stepped inside. The dorms living area was simple enough, having a couch and a t.v, along with a small kitchen on the west side. Eloise liked it. She nodded her head and walked down the hallway, towards the bedrooms.
There were four in all. The blonde assumed they were to belong to her room mates when they arrived. It seemed only fair that since she was first that she would get to pick first, so she did. The last room in the back of the hallway caught her eye. It was clean and mostly white, which she enjoyed. It would allow her to decorate the way she would want to. For now though, she would settle for the boring white walls and bed sheets. Eloise sat her suitcase on her bed, finding herself to tired to unpack. Then she wandered out back to the living area.
The couch looked comfy and since no one was here yet, maybe she'd test it out. As she sat down on the couch, her eyelids grew heavy and those big blue eyes of hers closed slowly. Eloise stretched her petite body out onto the couch, using her arm as a pillow. The sunny locks of hair she had acted as a shield from the sun, covering pale face. Quickly enough, she fell asleep, not caring about anyone walking in on her. O.C.C--
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:29 pm
 ۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫۰ ﻨռ էհε ८սггεռէ, รսггεռժεг կօսгรεlք էօ ოε
ﻪռժ εռէгսรէ ოε աﻨէհ կօսг ъօժկ
ъε८ﻪսรε ﻨ'll քﻨռժ կօսг гεოﻪﻨռร քօг կօս
♦ ♦♦❧ A sigh came from the hall as a male stood, grumbling only to himself. He was being forced to find a dorm, which in his opinion was rather stupid. He looked around, letting his hair fall over his shoulder and onto the potted plant he held close to his chest. Stopping for a moment, he released his bag from his hand, taking a moment to stretch his hand; even if movement was slightly restricted thanks to the bandages. Where was that dorm, anyway? He thought to himself, running his eyes up and down the hall before sighing, rubbing the inside of his right horn.
"Great start," Achan mused, sighing as he leaned down and rummaged the outside of his bag for the directions he had written down earlier; but was far too stubborn until this point to read. He blinked a little bit, realizing that he was infront of the needed dorm. Well, at least he was close enough. At least he didn't wonder to the complete other side of the school like a moron.
Figuring someone else was already in the dorm, he just knocked on the door, trying to readjust his outfit. It kept seeming to fall down and try and show his frame, but at least it wasn't showing off the tattoo on his thigh and side. Straightening it out quickly, he crossed his arms, leaning on the door frame with a seemingly heated glare, tapping his fingers on his arm impatiently. With how this was going, the former servants were never this slow. What got him annoyed, however, was the concept that he had to fix his own meals.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:51 pm
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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ ｔｅａｍ
ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍｓ
ｂｅｅｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｗａｙ ｓｉｎｃｅ 18 Eloise snapped her eyes open at the soft sound of a knock at the door. She blinked at it a few times before actually standing up and walking over to it. "Is it that much trouble to just open it themselves.." She mumbled. She was just grumpy, that's all. It had been a few days since she got a real nights sleep. The doll put on a small smile and cracked the door open enough so that she could see who this decent person was. Instead, the first thing she laid her blue eyes on were horns. Two red horns, poking out of snowy white hair. Eloise's smile faded and she titled her head in shock. The stranger looked like something she had seen in her nightmares, except she was sure this was no dream.
The damsel quickly regained her composer and opened the door all of the way, folding her arms behind her back. Of course, what was she supposed to say? A hello would be in order, but Eloise wasn't even sure if he spoke English. It was rude to judge a book by it's cover, but when that cover looked like it would strike at you at any second, you really couldn't think of anything positive. Finally, she bit her lip and then said, "Hello." It was short, but still a start. "Oh please, come in." She moved aside to give him room to enter. "I am Eloise." She told him, wondering if he even cared. O.C.C-- perfect first post c:
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 4:31 pm
۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫۰ ﻨռ էհε ८սггεռէ, รսггεռժεг կօսгรεlք էօ ოε
ﻪռժ εռէгսรէ ოε աﻨէհ կօսг ъօժկ
ъε८ﻪսรε ﻨ'll քﻨռժ կօսг гεოﻪﻨռร քօг կօս
♦ ♦♦❧ Achan's cat-like eyes looked down at Eloise curiously, raising a fine eyebrow at the small girl. She barely looked like she could lose less than a pint of blood, at least in his opinion. Moving the plant out of his hand and to rest on his bag, he held his hand out to the small framed girl, grinning at her teasingly. Although, perhaps the teasing feeling he was trying to provide was lost upon his pointed canines becoming visible. "My name is Achan, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said softly in a smooth voice, one that was almost a little surprising to come from his demonic form. Perhaps it would be more expectant of the so-called "prince charming."
Ripping his eyes from the girl, he examined the current room, raising an eyebrow curiously. Well, it was certainly roomy enough. But it didn't take long before he looked back at the blonde, pushing his hair from his eyes. Putting his un-extended hand behind his back, he popped his hand back, which opened up a wound on his wrist. As blood dribbled onto his hand, he slowly moved the forming blood-whip out of sight, really only using it currently to keep the plant from falling over and breaking the pot.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 4:51 pm
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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ ｔｅａｍ
ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍｓ
ｂｅｅｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｗａｙ ｓｉｎｃｅ 18 Peculiar,yes, that was the right word to describe Achan. His words didn't match his frightening figure. Eloise tried to ignore this fact and brought out one of tucked away hands, to shake his. He felt cold. A shiver ran up her spine, but she held her hand in place, giving him a firm shake. "The pleasure is all mine.." She said softly, holding back the urge to ask questions. Eloise was usually never this involved in other people, but Achan was odd. Her hand stayed clutched onto his for a good few moments longer as she stared. Then she lend him inside, ripping her hand from his to shut the door behind him.
Eloise leaned against the door as she looked up at Achan and before to long, her thoughts got the better of her. "Now are those real, or are you preparing for Halloween early..?" Did she really have to say what she was referring to? The horns, obviously. For some reason, a part of her was hoping they were real. O.C.C--
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 5:15 pm
۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫۰ ﻨռ էհε ८սггεռէ, รսггεռժεг կօսгรεlք էօ ოε
ﻪռժ εռէгսรէ ოε աﻨէհ կօսг ъօժկ
ъε८ﻪսรε ﻨ'll քﻨռժ կօսг гεოﻪﻨռร քօг կօս
♦ ♦♦❧ "Mm..?" He blinked slowly, putting his now free hand on his hip. Halloween, then? He shrugged, tugging at the horns quietly. "Well, they won't come off. I would assume they were real." He joked, glancing at the door then over in the direction of the bedrooms. Given she was already here, she had probably already picked out her own room. Breaking off a little of the whip, it slipped behind Eloise and gently lifted a curl as the demon tilted his head. So her hair colour was real; it was difficult for many girls to even get that colour of blonde. "Very lovely hair, M'lady~" He said in silence as the whip gave a quick, but gentle, yank before returning back to the main line of blood. "Have you picked out your room yet?" He asked, grabbing the bag and putting it to his side to reveal the whip that was half-flowing from his bandaged hand. However, the wound was starting to close, so the blood was mostly resting in his hand.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 6:11 pm
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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ ｔｅａｍ
ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍｓ
ｂｅｅｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｗａｙ ｓｉｎｃｅ 18 Eloise felt better knowing for certain that they weren't just some stupid Halloween prop put on to freak her out. She smiled, watching him toy with them. It made her wonder if they were sensitive at all, "Like a cats ears perhaps?" the miss thought. That didn't make all that much sense though..they were horns after all, and horns were usually tough and sturdy. Her thoughts were interrupted by a tingly sensation at the back of her head. Eloise gasped, making her pale cheeks flush pink. "How are you...?" She whispered, unable to finish her sentence. She wasn't very frightened as she dumbfounded. Then the bloody thing had to go and tug on her curl, making her sequel slightly. It was all to disturbing and amazing at the same time. Eloise soon realized that she was making a fool out of herself and smoothed her satin skirt down, along with twisting the curl that had been messed with around her finger.
"Thank you, it was un tamable when I was a child. In fact, it used to be so bad that I would get called lioness." It was a nickname that a few kids gave her, she never particularly enjoyed it though..Eloise was staring down at her hands now, which were folded neatly in front of her. At the mention of her bed room, she snapped her head up and nodded. She raised a hand and pointed her finger towards the back of the hallway. "The last room is the one I took a liking to. There are three left, feel free to choose I guess." She shrugged her dainty shoulders and walked away from the door, moving over to the kitchen to look for something to eat. O.C.C--sorry for taking so long! Went to the store and got cookies..<3
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 6:40 pm
۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫۰ ﻨռ էհε ८սггεռէ, รսггεռժεг կօսгรεlք էօ ოε
ﻪռժ εռէгսรէ ოε աﻨէհ կօսг ъօժկ
ъε८ﻪսรε ﻨ'll քﻨռժ կօսг гεოﻪﻨռร քօг կօս
♦ ♦♦❧ Achan broke out into a grin, starting to chuckle at her reaction. It wasn't often people were more relaxed around a demon, let alone one that controlled blood. But honestly he wasn't that scary, he could really only annoy people with the whips. Hold them upside down once in a while, but that was something exclusively for one of his servants. Tuning out from his thoughts, he looked down at Eloise and smiled, lightly patting her bangs before she took off to the kitchen.
"Well you look cute, in my opinion." He said softly, before walking towards the hall and took a random free room. Well, it wasn't... too terrible. Could use a little redecorating to get rid of the dull look, but it was rather okay. Setting down the case, he sighed, putting the plant on the nearby table and dropping the blood whip into the plant almost perfectly. There wasn't much use for him to have it out anymore, and the blood wouldn't return to his body. Calmly sitting on the bed and re-positioning himself, his clothes slipped once more to reveal his tattoo; but he didn't seem to care too much. Afterall, nothing "important" was showing.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 6:58 pm
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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ ｔｅａｍ
ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍｓ
ｂｅｅｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｗａｙ ｓｉｎｃｅ 18 Eloise barely heard what he had said before he wandered off down the hallway. Cute? No one had ever referred to her as cute before. With her doll like look, mostly other called her creepy. She rummaged threw drawers and to luckily, the whole kitchen had appliances. Silverware, cup and plates, pots and pans, everything they would need to live here. The only problem, Eloise had no clue how to cook. If she could cook anything, it was toast..or maybe pancakes, breakfast foods mostly. She stood up on her toes to reach the cupboards. Finding nothing but some crackers and cereal boxes. She grabbed the box of crackers and took a package out, opening it with her teeth. A nasty habit really, one that would cause her trouble in the future, but all well.
She took a bite out of a cracker and carried the package in her hand. When she turned around, Achan had vanished. "Probably went to find a room..." She figured. "Maybe he's hungry..but then again...do whatever he is eat crackers?" The thought made her laugh to herself. Everyone loved crackers. Eloise trotted down the hallway, in search of the room that he had chosen. With a light tap of her knuckles to his door, she knocked and peeked her head in. "Care for a bite?" She asked, taking another nibble from her cracker. As her eyes roamed, they spotted the tattoo. She stared at it for a moment or two, finding it beautiful. Her attention returned to his face though, extending the package of crackers out towards him, like she was tempting a dog with a treat. O.C.C--
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:28 pm
۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫۰ ﻨռ էհε ८սггεռէ, รսггεռժεг կօսгรεlք էօ ოε
ﻪռժ εռէгսรէ ოε աﻨէհ կօսг ъօժկ
ъε८ﻪսรε ﻨ'll քﻨռժ կօսг гεოﻪﻨռร քօг կօս
♦ ♦♦❧ Blinking at the knock, Achan raised his eyes from his plant to Eloise. Thinking, it had been a while since he ate, and despite how he was, the idea of food sounded nice. "Thank you," He answered finally, getting up and walking over to her, taking a few crackers from the package. Taking his seat back on the bed, he quietly nibbled on the food, before looking at the doll-like girl. "Do you have any questions? I'm certainly not average looking, as you can tell." He said, waving a hand around as he started to change bandages on one hand.
He sighed quietly at the few wounds on his hand and wrist, but other than that his pale skin looked almost flawless. Stretching his hand, he held the cracker in his teeth, wrapping a new bandage around his hand and wrist. This was the only negative about having such an ability, it always required him having to hurt himself to get some blood flowing. It wasn't that it was annoying, or painful, it was just that wounds would stop letting out blood rather quickly, so he couldn't get much blood out to actually do something decent. "Breed, age, anything. I won't mind." OOC-- Ack. n__n;; I keep forgetting to put this. But it's alright, I don't mind.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:48 pm
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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ ｔｅａｍ
ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍｓ
ｂｅｅｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｗａｙ ｓｉｎｃｅ 18 "Questions?" It was like he had read her mind. She had questions, many. She'd ask the most important ones first, ask the stupid ones later. Eloise inched herself through his door so that she was standing a good distance near him, but close to the door. "There may be a few..breed and age was defiantly in the top five." If she had to guess, Eloise would have to say that Achan was some sort of demon. With the horns and all, anyone with a decent knowledge of other breeds could tell. As for his age, she had no clue. He looked about her age, but that was just an estimate. Looking down at the floor, Eloise decided that it looked comfy and sat down. Using her feet as a sort of cushion. It was story time, in a way. She liked stories, specially when they were about other people.
"Also...the...blood thing.." She mumbled, finding it hard to talk about. She never took the sight of blood easily, this was no exception. "As for my last question, where are you from exactly?" This is what interested Eloise the most. As a child she was told in church that demons were from the depths of hell and to never be associate with them, ever. She had met other demons as she grew though, ones that you wouldn't expect to meet in the pretty streets of London. Eloise stared up at him with wide eyes, waiting for her answers. O.C.C--
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:02 pm
۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫۰ ﻨռ էհε ८սггεռէ, รսггεռժεг կօսгรεlք էօ ოε
ﻪռժ εռէгսรէ ოε աﻨէհ կօսг ъօժկ
ъε८ﻪսรε ﻨ'll քﻨռժ կօսг гεოﻪﻨռร քօг կօս
♦ ♦♦❧ Letting out a soft noise, the prince finished up bandaging his hand and stretched it once more before starting to think. "Lets see, Demon, prince if you could call it so, and about seventeen now." He tapped his chin, taking a bite of the cracker. Where was he from? That was a good question, and he didn't exactly know the answer. "Ability of mine, it's something I can control. However, as long as it is in someone's body, I can't use it."
Achan paused to think, trying to wonder where he was from. Hell wasn't a good answer, as the place was always pictured with fire and despair, and where he was from was about as average as, well, Tokyo maybe. "Hard to say where I'm from, certainly not the stereotypical hell. Really I just grew up in a mansion with multiple servants." He said finally, rubbing the back of his head with a sigh. He didn't know the area, where it was hidden, but it was a fairly large area that looked modern, however humans were a very uncommon feature to see.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:22 pm
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ｓｈｅ'ｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌａｓｓ Ａ ｔｅａｍ
ｓｔｕｃｋ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙｄｒｅａｍｓ
ｂｅｅｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｗａｙ ｓｉｎｃｅ 18 Eloise listened as the answers poured out, finding a few of them un expecting. He had said he was a prince, of what exactly? Achan probably didn't even know himself. Also the fact that he was only 17. Despite his scary appearance, he was younger then her. Only by a year, but still, it made her feel powerful, in a sense? "Only 17, what a young boy." She laughed and sat her hands in her lap. "I'm a year older. Doesn't look like it, I know. Age has been kind to me." Eloise had been told before that she looked like she was 15, sometimes younger. It all depended on how well the person knew her.
Achan's ability caught her attention. She was safe from it, which is all she had heard when he explained it. The bandages wrapped around his arms raised another question, she assumed that it was apart of the ability though.
"Good to know you're not all that big and bad." Eloise said, teasing him only a bit. Achan wasn't frightening to her now, she actually thought he was harmless. That could have been her naive mind playing with her though. From his answer she wasn't sure he was spoiled or not just yet, she could decide that later. She liked this little game of get to know and wanted to play a long. "My turn, hmm?" She stood up with a bounce and paced back and forth, her stocking covered legs moving gracefully in front of the other, as she awaited any questions to be asked. O.C.C--
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:42 pm
۰۪۫A۪۫۰۰۪۫c۪۫۰۰۪۫h۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫n۪۫۰ ﻨռ էհε ८սггεռէ, รսггεռժεг կօսгรεlք էօ ოε
ﻪռժ εռէгսรէ ოε աﻨէհ կօսг ъօժկ
ъε८ﻪսรε ﻨ'll քﻨռժ կօսг гεოﻪﻨռร քօг կօս
♦ ♦♦❧ Achan shrugged, leaning back on his bed calmly as he listened to the girl speak. He honestly couldn't think of any questions for her, and started thinking for some sort of question to ask. But, he couldn't actually think of anything without looking like some sort of a**. But, what'd he have to lose? "I don't really have much of anything to ask. You're free to tell me anything, I suppose." He said finally, watching her legs before turning his attention to where her curls were coming from. She was a very pretty young lady, and more than likely was either with someone or just not interested. So, rather than doing anything, just smiled warmly at her, waiting for something to come out of her mouth.
Thinking to himself, however, he wondered about the other available rooms and who would taken them. Perhaps someone he could toy with? Certainly would be a little crude to mess with Eloise, especially grabbing her ankle and holding her upside down. So rather than teasing her, it would just be easier to be kind. Afterall, his father had sent him here to get over his teasing -- almost sadistic -- nature.
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