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 Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2014 9:40 pm
& Use your first post to decorate your room.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 10:40 am
Damen looks up at the extravagant school as the bus that had just dropped him off pulls away from the school grounds. He has but a single duffel bag in his hand that carries all of his belongings as he peers around at his surroundings. He begins walking toward what he assumes is the dorms, as he does he notices students nearby clustered together pointing and whispering, obviously about him. Apparently his reputation exceeds him. House Of Night Hollywood being the third House Of Night he had been to since he had been marked. It is not that Damen goes looking for trouble but rather trouble comes looking for him. Or perhaps he just has really bad luck and always ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Either way even before he was marked he was shipped from foster home to foster home because the people "caring" for him did not want to deal with it. "Caring" Ha! What a joke. None of those people ever actually cared about Damen or his brother, they just wanted the nice fat paycheck that came along with fostering an orphan whose parents were filthy rich before they passed. Needless to say Damen was more than relieved the day that he got marked, at least that meant he did not have to put up with false parentals along with their stupid rules and regulations.
Sister Philamena Dawson and her priest to be husband were the worst. Damen stops in front of a grand statue of Nyx as his memory overcomes him and he recalls details from many years ago.
- - - - - - - - - - [ Memory begin ] - - - - - - - - - -
"Bartholomew!" A shrill voice rings from downstairs.
A small eight year old boy shudders hearing the name echo down a hallway for the fifth time. Damen had his name changed everytime he got a new "home" but this one was by far the worst. He already knew what was coming to him which is exactly why he was taking his time going downstairs to the living room. Yeah that would probably make the situation even worse but it cannot get much worse to begin with.
He slowly trudges down the steps and makes his way to the living room where his "mother" and "father" sit with perfect posture and their fingers entertwined with one another's as they hold hands. Great, that is a bad sign. The only time Philamena (his "mother at the time) held Basil's (that's right his name is BASIL like the herb! How lame) is when she is very upset about something and that leads to Basil getting upset and when Basil gets upset well it never ends well for Damen. At this moment Damen glances over to a nearby wall where a rather large leather whip hangs, he cringes remembering the last time it was used. Which was just a few days before. As he looks back to his "parents" Basil stands up and begins to speak.
"Philamena, darling I think it best that you go into the other room while the boy and I have talk."
As per usual she beckons to his every demand. She stands up, nods toward Basil then gives Damen a pitiful look before retreating to the kitchen.
"Bartholomew, how many times have we told you how important your education is?"
"A whole lot. Like a bajillion times."
"Don't get snippy with me mister."
"Sorry..."
"Sorry, what?"
Damen hesistates obviously not amused but reciprocates.
"Sorry, Sir."
"If we have told you a bajillion times how important it is, than why ever would you still be missing class?"
The class that Basil speaks of is religious history, Catholic religious history to be exact.
"I don't see why I need to be in that class when I don't believe..."
Basil glares down hard at Damen as he cuts him off.
"As long as you are under my roof you will believe and do as your told! I am to become the priest of our church very soon and if you are to stay here and be my son then you are expected to follow in my footsteps!"
"But I don't want to!"
Damen's sudden outburst takes Basil by surprise. Once he regains his composer he rests his fists on both his hips staring hard at Damen.
"I wanted to do this the easy way Bart, I really did but if you are going to keep disrespecting me then I really have no choice."
Basil turns and heads toward the whip on the wall as Damen's eyes widen in fear. The wounds on his back had barely begun to heal from the other day, there is no way he can handle more lashings at this time.
"No, please..." Damen hesitates at first but becomes desperate, "Father... Father please don't."
As much as that word in his mouth tasted like bile Damen knew he had to try something, anything. Basil snatches the whip from off the hook on the wall and whirls around.
"It's too late now boy! Take your shirt off and turn around!"
Damen stares up at the man that is supposed to be there to care for and love him with tears pooling in his eyes.
"Please, please don't..."
"You're only making it worse for yourself. Now do as I say!"
Damen slowly does as Basil had previously said and cries out in agony as the lashings begin.
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Damen comes back from his memory staring up at the great statue of Nyx. His right hand goes up to his shoulder where he can still feel the scars on his back. He closes his eyes a moment then his jaw clenches and he shakes off his memories as he continues toward the boys' dorm.
A short while later he walks through two large wooden antique looking doors with intricate designs swirling all around. Once inside he pulls a piece of scrap paper from his back pocket and peers down at it. Room 102. He heads down the hallway casually glancing from door to door until he comes to the correct one. He stops there and sucks in a large breath before releasing it, trying to regain his composer. He puts his hand on the door knob and twists it stepping inside. The room is vacant but scarce furniture of two twin beds along with matching nightstands and dressers occupy some of the empty space. Damen decides that he prefers the bed closest to the window and chooses the left side of the room.
Damen tosses his duffel bag onto the bed and rummages through it for a brief moment before pulling out a 10" hunting knife. A slight smile curls up the sides of his mouth as he looks down at it. His real father had given it to him when he was just six years old and he used to tag along when his father went on hunting trips. It was the only real thing he had left of his true family and he keeps it with him always.
Damen plops down onto the bed, lying on his back he begins throwing the knife at the ceiling. Once it releases itself and plummets back toward Damen he catches it and throws it again. He continues this as he proceeds to wander about what kind of room mate he is going to have this time. | Location: His Dorm | Emotion: Bored | OOC: xxx |
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 6:33 pm
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B u txxi t ' sxxy o uxxw h oxxd i e s Kira Nicole Conner walked into the dorm rooms sighing slightly to herself. She hadn't even been here for week and there was nothing to do. She had got herself acquainting to people outside of school and things to do. Which was nice since she would be making extra cash and it gave her something to do.
Walking down the hallways, she stopped to notice a door slightly open. It being enough space for to sneak right in. She smirked devious to herself and knew that she shouldn't be doing this but she couldn't help herself. She was bored and this was about much entertainment she had since arriving here. Every one here seemed to stuck up or snobby and she didn't have any time for them at all.
Evening her breathing out, she slipped inside the door. Smirking slightly when she caught sight of a male tossing a knife up in the air. She couldn't help but comment, “You that bored throwing the knife up in the air.” Moving from out the shadows, she smirked her devious hazel eyes watching his movement. As he seemed familiar to her, her hazel eyes skimming him real quick until it clicked inside her head. She never forgot a face, and she knew this male which made it even better. “Hello Damien long time since I saw your face.”
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 7:04 pm
Not expecting any company when Damen suddenly hears a voice from out of nowhere he looses his focus on what he was doing to look toward the person that had entered his room. He then quickly recalls the knife.
"s**t!"
Damen rolls off the bed just in time befor the blade impales the mattress. He gets up from off of the floor and dusts himself off before retrieving the knife from its target. He then turns around to face the female that had interrupted his trance-like boredom and almost instantly recognizes her.
"Well if it is isn't miss She-Ra herself!"
Damen smirks obviously knowing how much Kira disliked the nick name he always teased her with back in the day. Noticing she is not amused by his poking fun at her Damen tries to defend himself.
"Ah c'mon Keer you know damn well that is more a compliment than an insult. She-Ra was a warrior, not to mention she was kinda hot. Even for a cartoon character. I bet He-Man totally hit that." | Location: His Dorm Room| Emotion: Playful| OOC: xxx |
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 7:40 pm
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B u txxi t ' sxxy o uxxw h oxxd i e s She couldn't help but laugh at the other this was way to much fun. Watching him roll off the bed and avoid the knife that plunder into the mattress. She smirked at him and couldn't help but clap her hands in a applause. "Nice show Damien, but next time keep your eye on the knife and not me."
But when he started to call that nickname, she narrowed her eyes slightly at him. Oh how she hated that nick name but the other would always tease her and give her hard time about it. After all she was only one that allowed him to get away with it. "I was hoping that you wouldn't call me that. Do you enjoy pushing my buttons, wait never mind don't answer that." Crossing her arms slightly over her chest, and looking at him.
As he started to stick up for himself and the nick name. Rolling her eyes, she uncrossed her arms and moved more into the room. "Of course I know it is, and you and the cartoon characters. I thought you would have better things to do than call me nick names." A slight smirk appeared on her face at his other comment. "It must sucks that can't seem to get that lucky." Being slight play back with the other.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 7:55 pm
Damen scoffs and gives Kira a look like he thinks she is crazy before continuing their conversation.
"Please, you can't stand there and say that I, Damen Frost, don't got game. Cause if anyone's got game, it's me."
Damen cannot help but notice the fact that obviously Kira thinks he is full of horse crap and then there is the eye rolling.
"Still got that bad attitude, huh? Thought you might've actually grown out of that by now. I guess that means you are probably still beating up on poor little boys then."
Damen laughs as he hops back onto his bed and lays back with his arms folding up behind his head as he looks up at Kira.
"And yeah of course I always like to push your buttons, you always make it so damn easy."
Damen goes back to what he was doing before he was interrupted, tossing the knife and catching it as it falls. He quickly glances Kira's way before returning his attention to the knife.
"The heck are you doing here anyway? You do know this is the male dorms, right?" | Location: His Dorm Room| Emotion: Relaxed| OOC: xxx |
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 9:06 pm
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B u txxi t ' sxxy o uxxw h oxxd i e s Smirking slightly at him when he heard him talk about game. Laughing slightly at him, "You just wishing that you could hit this.."Wheather or not she was kidding or not you wouldn't be able tell.
Snorting slightly when he mentioned her bad attitude. "Oh you know me so well Damien, and I have grown up and besides it's lucky day. I feel like being nice to you." She knew deep down that she could never hurt Damien but she could act like she could. But when she heard that he liked to push her button she just chuckled a bit at him and not saying about it. "Just remember I can tease you right back, and I'm only privalge friend that can get away with it" winking slightly at him.
But when she heard what she was doing in there. She moved more towards him and flopped down on bed. "I'm not one for following rules and being told I can or can't go there. Plus I was bored and had nothing else to do and this has been most entertaining thing I've had done." Her hazel eyes watching him throw the knife up and down.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 2:06 pm
"I WISH I could hit that? Hmm, I'm pretty sure that if I really wanted to I probably could. But who is to say whether I want to or not?"
There is a brief moment of silence between the two then Damen elbows Kira.
"You know I wouldn't be stupid enough to even try something like that with you anyway, it would ruin our friendship. I can't speak for you but I personally wouldn't want to mess that up.”
When he says this he notices a faint glimmer of something under the surface in Kira’s expression but as soon as it’s there, it is gone. He just shrugs it off assuming it was actually nothing and he is over analizing the situation.
“Oh, it’s my lucky day is it? Is that because I am being graced with her majesty’s presence?”
Damen laughs as Kira glares over at him.
“Oh simmer down Keer. At least now we can be bored together, we always did have a lot of fun back in the day. I have to admit, I kind of missed y... It. I missed it, it being all the s**t we got into. It kept life interesting.”
Damen looks over at Kira until she notices him staring and he quickly looks away.
“So seeing that this is my first day here and I am assuming you have been here longer, what the hell is there to do around this s**t hole anyway?” | Location: His Dorm Room| Emotion: Relaxed| OOC: xxx |
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 3:59 pm
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B u txxi t ' sxxy o uxxw h oxxd i e s She couldn't help, but chuckle at the other words shaking her head at him. "See keyword there if you really wanted to." Chuckling even more to herself, and smirking a bit as she felt the other elbow her. Raising a eyebrow at him, "You sure I swear you can be stupid sometimes and yeah yeah I know you wouldn't. You to much of goody good type." Elbowing him back, she didn't want to give herself away about what she really thought of his her little glimmer in her eyes went poof and there were back to that cold hearted person.
But when she heard the other speak about being grace with her lovely prescene She couldn't help but smirk, "Of course it is plus you didn't get impaled with knife by getting distracted." What could she say, she was selfish sometimes and maybe had slight ego problem from time to time.
Hearing what the other said and catching the slip up about missing. She couldn't help but smile a real smile. Playing off the whole I miss it thing instead of you. "Awe my little frost missed it. I know what you mean, but maybe it won't be so bad and boring around here with you. God knows you give me a run for my money sometimes." Chuckling at that thought and couldn't help but think that Damien was the only one that could keep up with her and handle her life.
Shrugging her shoulders, she took her eyes off the knife and looked at Damien. "Well I've been here for almost week. This is my first time actually exploring the school. As for what there is to do..Guess we will have to make are own fun."
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 5:00 pm
Damen scoffs at Kira then speaks in a sarcastic tone.
"Me, a goody good? Nah, never."
He looks over at her and smirks.
"You know damn well I only put on that facade to keep up appearances. You can't get anywhere in this world without doing a litte a** kissing every now and again. I unfortunately had to learn that the hard way. I figured you would have too by now."
Damen sits up on his bed and runs a hand throw his hair before turning to look back at Kira who is still lying comfortably on the bed.
"Yes, I admit I do miss all the fun we used to have and maybe I might have missed you an incy bit too. Don't worry, you don't have to say it. I already know you missed me."
Damen gets up from off the bed and starts shuffling throw his duffel bag as he begins to speak again.
"So if you have only been here a week then I take it you haven't had the chance to scope out the scene yet then huh?"
Kira looks over at Damen with a confused look upon her face.
"Ah, c'mon. You know what I mean."
Damen jumps around and does a couple fist punches into the air.
"I know you can't sit there and tell me you don't do that anymore." | Location: His Dorm Room | Emotion: Relaxed| OOC: xxx |
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 6:20 pm
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B u txxi t ' sxxy o uxxw h oxxd i e s Kira couldn't help but snicker at his defense. But soon the snicker left and she frowned slightly. She wasn't one to talk about her past let alone think much about it. But at the same time Damen understood about this. "Yeah I did learn, but I don't put on facade people want. Plus I do know how to kiss a** but usually it's only to get what I want or find other ways." Shrugging her shoulders, her hazel eyes followed the other and watch him sit up. She on the other hand was quite comfortable where she was and wasn't moving any time soon.
But when she heard him say that he might've missed her. A slight little smirk appeared on her face. "Awe how sweet of you frost." But when she heard his last statement to it, she just snorted "Yeah right keep dreaming there." Knowing that she did miss him, but like hell she would admit that right now.
Watching the other get off the bed and rummaging through his daffel bag she had to supress a chuckle that wanted to escape her mouth. Hearing the question if she scooped out the place and of course she did. She just had no reason to go looking for fight. She had enough money but she did have her connections. Sighing slightly to herself, she seen the other do a few couple fist punch in the air. Rolling her eyes slightly, and closing them for a bit before answering his question. "Of course I know what your talking about and if I want to lie about something like that than of course I can sit here and bull s**t about it. But for are lovely friend ship I know where those things are."
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 8:30 pm
Everybody outside near the school's parking lot directs their attention toward the main entrance as they hear a loud sound getting closer and closer still. Soon a neon green Kawasaki Ninja 300 comes into view. It slides into the closest handicap empty spot in the front and is shut off. The driver pulls his helmet off and leans down to check his hair out in the motorcycle's mirror. He then sits back up and hops off the bike, hanging the helmet on the side before twirling around to see and group of girls gawking at him. He just gives them a devilish smile and tips his head at them as he begins walking toward the school.
"Ladies."
Just a few minutes later and the guy walks through a pair of double doors before making his way down a hallway and enters a room without bothering to knock. As he does he seems a bit surprised to find a girl in the room with his older brother Damen. What is even more surprising is that he knows this girl, maybe a little too well. He laughs a little and looks in his brother's direction.
"Damen, you dog you. I never made you for the kind to like sloppy seconds."
Damen is obviously not amused by his comment at all but he ignores Damen as he directs his attention to the female in the room.
"Kira, babygirl, you miss me? Come over here and give me hug!" | Location: Damen's Dorm Room| Emotion: Surprise | OOC: xxx |
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 9:51 pm
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B u txxi t ' sxxy o uxxw h oxxd i e s Kira was still laying on the bed and watching the other, when she notice a familiar figure along with his voice. She couldn't help but slightly groan to herself this was just great. She wanted to keep her little fling that she had Seth to herself, but that blew her cover. She knew Seth just as much he knew about her. Which scared her slightly, the other was one of huge weakness due to she actually like him.
After a few seconds of sitting on the bed. She slide off of it and made her way over towards him. She couldn't help but give him hug wrapping her arms around him. "Long time and no see. And If I did miss you, you really think I tell you." Pulling out his embrace she pinched his side a bit roughly. "Leave you brother alone will you.."She really didn't want anymore stuff to be said about her and Seth little relationship or fling..Even through she sorta had a feeling Damen knew about it. Which made it worse because she secretly liked the older brother but it wasn't her fault that Seth made moves on her.
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