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Post by Tsuki Wellings on Dec 2, 2008 21:07:29 GMT -5
Tsuki had never been great with diretions. Well, she had never been great at anything really. She wasn't even from this place. She was born in America and had enlisted here only a few days ago. Her father's wish. Her twin brother also attended this large school full of people. Ugh, and what she had to wear was way different. She wished that she could dress like some of the boys around here. But then... she would really look like her twin brother. She sighed and took a right turn and now found herself walking down a dimly lit hallway.
This hall gave a very eerie ambiance, something that this petite blonde did not like at all. Her long blonde hair was placed into two ponytails at the top of her head and her green eyes scanned the hall for any sign of a living thing. With no luck, she inched forward, looking for another bend or another entrance. Maybe she could get out of there alone? Without help?
Pfft, like that was ever going to happen. The one thing that did happen, that was sort of eventful was Tsuki running into a wall. "Ow!" She muttered in a sing-song voice. She rubbed her head and realized that she had a nice cut across it and it had started to bleed. "Nice," she muttered to herself. What was she doing in this hall? Better question, what was she doing in this school? Oh yes, that's right, her father was rich and powerful, that's why. Stupid father. She liked it just fine back home.
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Post by Cheiro Hajimaro on Dec 6, 2008 17:43:55 GMT -5
After walking out of the classroom so cooly, Cheiro Hojimaro didn't want to double-back and pick up the blue notebook he just so happened to remember he left. Well, no matter; no one was going to take something that belonged to him, anyway. It would do fine pretending not to be his, anyway.
Passing through the halls, he saw a girl run into a wall, and stifled a laugh. "Clumsy aristocrats," he murmured; that was the second one. What was wrong with all these rich people, anyway? Why'd he agree to being in this school?
It was his father's only request, and Eiko went to this school so...at least there were some benefits. He continued on walking.
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Post by Kazeko Soshina on Dec 6, 2008 19:53:14 GMT -5
Marshmello ran so fast it seem like her long legs was dragging her body along, and that she would tumble into a tangle mess if she was to try and stop. and that was just what happened. She saw the source of scent she had been following, and end up crashing right into the young girl. Tail trashing back and forth, standing over her prey, she tried her best to lick the blood.
"Marshmello get back he-" Turning the corner, chasing her giant puppy, she came crashing too, but right into a guy instead. What luck....this is the 4th time I crashed... she thought, trying to get to her feet and off the unfortunate guy. If her classmates say her as the gay boy or trans before, they would really would if they had seen the way she had fallen on him. and because of that, she was thankful none of her classmates saw. Her face blush scarlet from the embaressing situation.
"sorry....here, let me he-" half way to offering him help, as her brown eyes narrowed and she turn to her bigger dog. "Marshmello!! get here now!" and the dog did so, but she appearently thought she was not in trouble, for she came galloping over. Though, a yelp that bounce of the walls told and the sharp pain of her tell being pulled told her she was "you don't run off like that, and you DO not jump on people without asking first!" she scold, as Princess, the smaller dog, pranced over to the fallen girl to see if she needed help or not.
(sorry for suckesh post and my chars running everyone over xp)
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Post by Cheiro Hajimaro on Dec 6, 2008 20:50:36 GMT -5
Cheiro wasn't really happy to be crashed, let alone by another guy. Reluctantly, he waited until he moved before Cheiro did, standing up quickly to brush everything off and place his headphones in place. Was every aristocrat in this place clumsy?
"Yeah, yeah," Cheiro said, waving the situation off. "Whatever." He really didn't feel like making a big fuss about it, and he really didn't want to hear any apologies.
This guy, though, was causing havoc and, as much as he liked practical jokes, he didn't like to be involved in it. Nonchalantly, he turned to keep going on his way.
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Post by Tsuki Wellings on Dec 6, 2008 20:54:08 GMT -5
Tsuki sighed as she layed there on the ground. She heard someone starting to laugh. Oh no, there was someone else in the halls with her, watching her walk into walls. Well, she didn't really care, but there was something about this situation that made it very embarassing. Could it be the huge dog that was now found licking her cut? Nah.
The girl tried rather hard not to start giggling herself, seeing as the dog's tongue was tickling her forehead... and she really must be a sight to see. Soon enough, the dog's owner was calling it's name. Marshmallow. Awe what a cute name, Tsuki thought. The heavy weight was lifted off her, and Tsuki lifted herself to see that there were two boys on the ground. It looked rather off to her, but she shrugged it off. Soon her attention was on a little puppy that was now at her side. "Awe, hello there little fellow, and what's your name?" she asked with with a bright smiled playing across her lips.
She lifted out her hand and started to pet the little thing over and over again. She looked over at the heap on the floor and chuckled. "You guys alright?" she asked, running her long fingers through a soft coat of fur. Green eyes scanned the hall, but nothing seemed familiar to the young girl.
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Post by Kazeko Soshina on Dec 6, 2008 21:25:25 GMT -5
Princess gently wagged her tail as she raised a small paw in the air to wave and say hello. Before turning to prance over to her owner, only misbehaving as she went pass the bigger dog, by giving Marshmello a small growl, though it was ceased when Kazeko shot the smaller, older dog a look
Kaze shift on her feet. This guy made her feel nervous and worse about the crash. Holding on to Marshmello's collar so she won't escape again, turn to the other girl in the hall. "yeah...I'm fine...sorry about my dog, still teaching her how to greet people..." Kazeko always felt embarrassed when her dogs misbehave. and she hated to be accuse to not having her dogs train. They were. both of them. Though, Marshmello was still in the process of being taught, after all, she was a puppy. But some would not believe that, due to her size. "marshy, sit. settle down" the trick she knew best, next to drop it. The heavy fluff ball gently place her bottom to the cold floor, as she thudding the ground with her dangerously long tail
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