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 Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:14 am
 
It wasn’t long when Iris appeared in the dorm hallways, taking a small step from her hiding spot where she held a wrapped gift in her hands with a teddy bear on top made her nervous as she took a peek. To see if there was anyone in the hallway, her eyes caught someone sitting on a chair. Making herself blink for a few moments before looking up and down on the newcomer made her smile brightly on her success on finding someone. Could it be possible for him to help her? If so, it would be a great accomplishment for her to make a friend on the way to help on her search for her old friend. As she ran out of her hiding spot to hurry her way to Shouhei, the teddy bear on top of her wrapped gift bounce off. “Ah, Blueberry!” she shout in surprised to make a halt, but soon trip herself over in her own shoes as she fell to the ground to watch her box quickly slide away to where Shouhei was to bump into his chair. “Hhaaa..” Iris said in a sad, hurtful voice as tears began to form. “T-That h-h-hurt~!!” she cried in a loud voice for anyone to hear.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 1:38 pm
Shouhei blinked in suprised as he heart a voice and felt a box bump onto the chair he was sitting on Looking down he kneeled down on the ground and quickly took the teddybear and placed it in the box assuming thats how it was supposed to be. Looking at the girl he smiled and sat down next to her the box in his lap. "Are yu's okays?" he asked awkwardly petting her head.
"I have yur teddy bear do yu want its back?" he asked offering the box with his hands.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 8:29 am
To have the tears stream down her face before sniffing from her cry, her violet eyes traveled up to look at Shouhei to feel a pet on her head. Sitting up to dry away the tears with her hands, she soon reaches out for her body with her teddy bear inside. “May I have Blueberry back and my box?” she sniffed as tears began to stream down again. As she looks at Shouhei for a moment before noticing something different on him, an invisible question appeared above her head. Seeing a pair of cats ears on his head made Iris stop crying. “You have ears!” she exclaim as she reach out to feel them with an awe on her face. “How did you get them?” she asks in wonder as she began to rub them with a happy smile to forget the accident that she had.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 9:30 am
Victoria Salvitore__________ Chewing on her lip, Victoria glanced at the paper she was holding, then back up at the dorm room door. Yes, this was definitely it. There was no way the name ‘Victoria’ etched in the wood could mean anything else, not when the paper she was handed had the corresponding number on it. There was a shaft of sunlight that came through the window at the end of the corridor, bathing her usually black hair and turning it an eerie blood crimson that looked completely unnatural. The light glinted off the many rings she wore in her right ear and sparkled off the beads in her knee-length skirt. She glanced at the other name etched above hers.
Harlem.
Just the sound of it in her head made her shift again uneasily. This was certainly going to be different from back home, where the only males she ever interacted with were related to her. But then again, wasn’t that the point? To be away from the depressive atmosphere and realise her true potential. What better place than this? Her free right hand unconsciously reached for her necklace, a bright gold affair that complimented her olive complexion. The pendant was simple, but somehow elegant and ornate. A large eight legged spider clung to a larger deep green jewel nestled in the hollow of her neck. It was warm to the touch, as always, and leant her a little comfort. She was well trained in the Craft and if anything went wrong it wouldn’t be too hard to open up a psychic communication channel with her brother.
She adjusted her grip on her light red bag, the bangles on her left arm jingling gently with her movement and took a deep breath before reaching for the doorknob. The old wooden door yielded to her without so much as a creak, which for some reason surprised her. She glanced around her at some of the students who were milling about, feeling more than a little self conscious at her slight hesitation. She then slipped through the door and shut it quickly behind her, suddenly glad for the brief solitude it offered. Brief, because it certainly wouldn’t last for long, she wagered, if the other name on the door was any indication.
__________Gypsy of the Blood
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:18 pm
xXx Jayden xXx
 Jayden roamed the hallway in a curious manner. She had only arrived at the school a few minutes ago and so she was on quest to find her dorm. My schedule says dorm one, how hard can that be to find? she thought to herself as she examined the numbers on the doors. As she walked she began to wonder what this school would be like for her. She wondered if it would be easier to make friends, not having to hide her powers for fear of not fitting in, or would it somehow be more difficult? She reached her room and dug in her pockt for the key. Taking a deep breath she opened the door and stepped inside.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 2:15 pm
Shouhei blinked as he felt something rub the tip of his ears as he dropped the box moaning for her to stop. "Er..ah..uh..pwease stop, it fels weird.." he muttered softly gently taking her hands and moving them away from them. Breathing lightly he never actually noticed he had cat eats, completly oblivious to the fact.
"Erm..your bear.." he said softly placing the box infront of her.((writers block x-x))
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 8:31 am
To continue her rub on his ears, the moan he made caused her to stop in fright on the sudden sound. Taking a step back away from Shouhei to get her hands away from his made her worry and concerned at this. She understood that he liked the feeling when she rubbed his ears, but she wasn’t too sure if it were proper to do that to someone in the first place on the first meeting. Making herself blush in embarrassment on the trouble she is into now made her look down at the floor for a moment before looking up a bit at Shouhei. “I didn’t mean to do that to you, but I couldn’t help myself,” she began. “I wanted to know how they feel because I have been seeing people like yourself with ears like that on their head.”
To fully look up at Shouhei with a blank look on her face, she soon remembered her gift. “Ah, my gift!” she panicked as she quickly grabs the gift away from Shouhei to grab her toy out before taking out a clock. “Why did you stuff Blueberry in there? He doesn’t belong there,” Iris said in a worry as she examines the clock for a minute before letting out a sigh in relief. ‘Oh, thank goodness, the clock isn’t damaged!’ she thought in relief before giving out smile. “I don’t think I have introduced myself properly,” she said to look at Shouhei with a grin on her face. “My name is Iris Soto!”
(It’s okay that you have writers block, but would you mind making your roleplay paragraph a bit longer and check your grammar? Sorry to ask you that, but its bugging me a little..)
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 5:21 pm
 Eir looked about her room. It was pretty, a normal girl would likely have gushed over it, but she didn't particularly care either way. She was glad it wasn't cold though, she hated cold rooms, mostly because she never wore shoes.
She walked around the room once, looking at everything, nothing keeping her eye for more than a few seconds. She read the piece of paper on the table and found it absolutely delightful. She considered writing on it, but by the time she'd found the pen, which was also lying on the table, she'd lost interest. She dropped the paper, letting it slowly float to the floor.
Eir could hear voices in the hall and cocked her head slightly. Through the thick door she couldn't make out any words, and the voices quickly faded. Glacing around the room once more, she saw nothing of interest.
She stepped to the door, forgetting to take a key, and opened it. Walking out, she left the door open behind her, simply forgetting to close it. Looking up and down the halls she couldn't see the owners of the voices she'd heard earlier. With nothing standing out to catch her attention in either direction, she choose a path and wandered off, thinking she'd take in a tour of the school.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:09 pm
Brutix sat cross legged on the end of his bed, head rested lazily in his hands. He was rapidly growing depressed. Being in the room by himself was making him feel more secluded than ever, mostly due to the sounds of talking and laughing floating lightly into his room. Why don't you just go talk to someone? He whined softly, sounding more like a dog than a human.
He briefly considered shifting forms, curling up in his bed, and taking a nap. Sleeping in wolf form was always more comfortable for him. The only thing stopping him was the considerable pain that came with transforming. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was unbearable.
Finally mustering all of his courage he stood up and walked to the door. He placed his hand on the knob, but nearly backed out. He stood there for several long minutes, head tilted, listening carefully at the door. He didn't hear anything.
Summoning all of his courage, he twisted the knob and flung the door open in one quick movement before he could change his mind. The door flew out of his hand and slammed into the wall with a loud Bang! Startled, he jumped out to grab the door, stubbing his toe in the door frame in his hurry.
Thump. The sound of his toe hitting the wall was loud. But it hurt even worse than it sounded. He was wearing shoes, but it didn't seem to matter. Kneeling down, he held his foot tightly in his hands, cursing under his breath and forcing back tears. Could it be broken? X x X x X x X x X
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:25 pm
Her brother would be the one to desert her completely in his state of avoiding rage. All she did was almost wreck his Viper on a stop sign. Greenish-amber hues blinked under the light of day as she stared out the window in the dorm hallway. Okay, so, maybe it was her fault, especially considering she wasn't even old enough to drive... But, that was aside from the point. Now she had nowhere to go. Sure, Salem could have gone to her room, but... There were noises of sorts coming from there that she didn't really want to get involved. Virgin eyes didn't need to be so damn curious. Sighing softly, she blew breath to fog the window and turned away, blue-coated lashes fluttering heavily in her wake of boredom, scanning the hall for any possible sign of her brother. All she got were several interested looks concerning either her 'tutti-frutti' pink hair or her black and blue outfit, which showed off quite a bit of leg and attempted to help her 'bust'.
Ignoring them, the girl focused on the dark-haired boy who'd just fell to the ground holding his foot. Harlem! A glossy smile spread her lips and she skipped over to him, sliding along the carpet to wrap her arms around the boy, nuzzling her nose into the crook of his neck as she hugged him around the shoulders from the side. "I hope you're not too mad at me for almost wrecking your car, big brother!" She sighed happily, overlooking the fact that this was not her brother. Hell, the skin tone was enough indication... Then again, when was Salem one to pay attention to anything irrelevant. Upon noticing the boy thought to be her brother clutching his foot, her smile became a frown. "Are you alright? You didn't hurt yourself, did you, Harlem?" This was pretty awkward looking. And, as soon as the boy revealed himself as someone else, it was going to get worse. But, the pretty girl latched herself onto him firmly, assured it was Harlem.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:39 pm
As Brutix felt the arms wrap around him and the face pressed against his neck, he froze. He was utterly baffled and completely stunned, unable to think or move. Who was this girl? What did she want? Was this normal human behavior?
Big brother. His mind finally caught the words she'd spoken nearly a minute ago. Clearly it was a case of mistaken identity, right?
You car. He didn't have a car. Never had, didn't know how to drive either. Not to mention the fact that the girl didn't look old enough to drive. Surely she was confused.
Harlem. Definitely not him. The girl didn't seem to notice though, as she was still clinging to him.
Brutix relaxed slightly now that the initial shock had worn off. It was okay, he would be fine, no need to panic. It's just a confused girl. Set her straight and everything will be fine.
He wasn't used to conversation. He was awkward and shy, and in his current position he was downright terrified. He was regretting his choice to leave the safety of his room. "'m fine. Not.. Harlem," he finally managed, still looking down at his foot, afraid to face her. X x X x X x X x X
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:56 pm
The lanky boy stumbled into the dorm hallway, his bony fingers having gripped the door knob twisting it slowly allowing him to enter. Blood red eyes looked about, their thirst for the warm red liquid controlling his body's actions. His dry tongue was salviating from the thought, drool practically dribbling from his lips as his legs carried him into the large hallway. The light was proving to be quite bothersome to the boy though, considering he had rarely ventured into any world beyond his dark room of toture and happiness. But he had been forced too, considering his source of food had run off with his prior victim. No fair. He needed someone. He needed their blood. He needed to feel the pain he caused with his bear hands. Oh how he loved to make weaklings squirm, to know their weaknesses and exploit them. A giddy giggle escaped the frightening creature as his thoughts dwelled on such an idea. To him torture was orgasmic, and by his appearance that wasn't all that surprising.
"Tassssty, where are yoooou~?" The dark hair boy cooed, his dark eyes flickering back and forth between the people in the hallway. A scoff escaped him in disgust as he witnessed them, seeing how utterly disgusting they appeared. Stupid humans and their social interactions. "Tassssty?" He continued to whisper, his eerie voice resonating in the corridor. Though there was no sign of his tasy. She was nowhere to be found. Without tasty he was ruined, there were no other victims he quick slice without engendering death. His tasty was perfect, he need tasty, he needed blood.
[It's short I know. XD I was being laaaazy. Um... so are you going to have her come up to him? I don't know...]
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 8:12 pm
Eir paused as she heard a soft, hissing voice behind her. It was vaguely creepy, but reminded her of a snake. She liked snakes, finding their tongues to be rather amusing.
She turned, expecting to see a demon in some sort of reptilian form. The hallway was crowded and she couldn't immediately place the source of the voice. There were any number of students that the voice could have belonged to. Then she saw him.
The boy coming down the hall was unlike any other she'd seen. There'd been many demons, werewolves, vampires, and any other type of creatures imaginable in her past, but this one was clearly different.
Normally she'd continue on her way, not looking at the same person twice, but this one was strange. Somehow.. wrong. Slowly she approached him, carefully looking him over. She stopped a few feet from him, a confused look on her face. "Are you lost? I'm lost. I just left my dorm.. but I don't remember where it is now.." she trailed off, continuing the thoughts in her head, but not remembering to say them out loud.
(( It's fine. Don't worry about post length with me, I won't complain. ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 10:17 am
Sanoko lead him all the way to her door, she nodded and went in. He could have come in to wait it would have been no problem for her, she was changing in the bathroom anyway. She searched for the bikini she had on yesterday. She found it and went to the bathroom and put it on. It was a pink and blue in this style. She grabbed a pink coat and put on over it, zipping it up so she would be covered until they got to the beach. It was long enough to were you couldn't see the bikini at all. She grabbed a towel and walked out. "It's this way." she said.
She then lead him to the nearest teleportation system. She looked over it for a moment and pressed the button for the beach and they were then teleported there. Now they were at the beach.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 5:56 pm
Salem blinked, processing the words slowly, deciphering them for any hidden meaning. Quietly, she repeated the words to herself. "Not... Harlem?" It was then she finally figured the boy holding his foot in pain was not her brother at all. Yet, she couldn't find the right moment to fall backwards and let go. Instead, heat rose to her cheeks, fueled by embarassment. It was only when a familiar voice wrecked her train of thought did she do so. "Get off my ******** sister." Eyes widened and the girl turned around at breakneck speed and stood, coming up to his chest in height. The look in Harlem's eyes could only be described as murderous towards the fallen boy, to whom he didn't seem to realize was the victim in the situation.
"Harlem, he didn't do anything!" Protested the girl, putting all her weight against him as to prevent the boy from getting severely injured. The thing about having an older brother was that they'd always be overprotective of the sister. And assume the worst in a given situation, no matter which party was at fault. 'You know he's not going to listen, so don't bother arguing, hon.' Chimed Morrign, her first and foremost summoned form that resided in her conscious with Sisi when not in battle. 'Let it die.' There was a brutal difference in the two voices of her inner entities. One was older, sultry and considerably more vain and know it all. The other was young, innocent and giggly... Some would think of her as being schizophrenic for being so locked in her inner thoughts and often talking to herself, but... Hell, what did they know.
'Tassssty, where are yoooou~?"
The two looked to see a rather frightening figure lurking in the hall. Salem let out a squeak, while Harlem barely flinched. The girl blinked, backing away. "That's too creepy. Even for me." Mumbled the girl with a fetish for Hospital tools. Harlem chuckled and cracked a short-lived smile before returning to the situation on hand.
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