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 Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 5:53 pm
The Court Yard is a vast outside area that is the perfect shade of green in the summer, amber in the Autumn months, and White in the winter. Cobble stone walkways criss and cross from building to building to provide a quick way to go from class to class. Large trees grow here and there with a few gazebos, swings, and picnic tables spread out for students to enjoy. Once a semester a picnic is held in the courtyard to provide relief from the strenuous stress of midterm and finals. A large marble fountain sits at the center of the courtyard of Odysseus and his final days at sea as he stands happily gazing at his home Ithaca.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 2:03 pm
Leon layed back on the the edge of the fountain staring at the cloudless sky. He was bored and had nothing better to do so he just laid back and relaxed and enjoyed his boredom. He stretched slightly and his back popped, "That is so much better." His black hair shifted to the side out of his eyes held back by his hands that his head rested on. He wore his leather jacket that fell to both sides of the fountain edge the right tip just touching the water in the fountain. The white shirt beneath that was not tight but not baggy either. Both of his combat boots were on the ground. Leon was just relaxed and enjoying every moment of it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:52 am
The soft pitter-patter of her foot steps alerted those in the courtyard of the arrival of Jessica. She walked about casually, her bright blue eyes looking about in curiosity. Her arrival to the school had just been a few moments ago, and she hadn't wasted a minute of it. For he had been observing each and every detail she could find, wishing to know all there was to know. Some would say she just sought knowledge when in reality she was paranoid.
What if they were here? Had she come all this way only to return to them?
Allowing a sigh to escape from her plump coral lips she continued walking, stopping when her blue eyes fell upon a boy. With the halt her soft curls cascaded down her shoulders abruptly, no longer having any movement. A smile was then spread across the girl's lips as she looked at the boy. He seemed harmless enough. Nothing about his was especially striking or anything. In fact the boy looked rather normal and relaxed. Oh, how she wished she could relax...
"Hello." She said brightly to the boy, the smile still etched onto her face.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 2:12 pm
Leon's eyes turned slightly towards the girl only catching sight really of her interesting hai and piercing eyes. He had never quite seen anything quite like them, but the question was did Leon really want to move from where he was. It had taken him a while to get comfortable as it was. Yet if he didn't get up he wouldn't be able to see much more of the girl who was speaking to him. He remained as he was in the end deciding that he would see her face if he was patient, "Hello" It was a simple statement with some tone of greeting. The sky above was now cloudless and seemed as if it were nothing more than a never ending blanket of blue. It was a simple pleasure but one that Leon had. His eyes turned back to the sky, a shadow was cast over his face by the statue portion of the fountain, the only thing tat saved him from being blinded by the sun.
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 3:06 pm
Yuki stepped on the courtyard, avoiding showing her true persona. She gracefully skidded down the cobblestones, and sat slowly down on a silver bench.
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 3:09 pm
The traveling hadn't gone as easy as she'd thought; her spear had added on more weight than she'd realized, that was, until she'd actually been walking for about thirty minutes or so. The small beads of sweat caused her forehead to glisten and her hair was stuck together with the same mixture. She was tired; the same Shiia who had no trouble running down agile deer in the umbrage of trees and other foliage was exhausted from walking with a fifteen pound spear on her back. Sure, her bow and quiver were back there too, but she'd hardly noticed their combined weight when the spear was in the mix.
Shiia stopped in the courtyard and sat parallel to a silver bench that was occupied by Yuki; her weapons clanked loudly as she lightened herself from their load. Her breath was somewhat labored and she felt light-headed. Shiia fell onto the soft, green grass and sighed contently. She'd like nothing more than to sleep in a large bed of feathery down that had pillows that seemed to be made of cloud, but she was far too tired to even move another inch.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 6:24 pm
Christopher entered the well-groomed courtyard, and let his eyes wander through the scenery. There were few students scattered around. His eyes caught onto a silver bench, occupied, but instantly grew attached to it. He slowly maneovered himself towards the bench. Creeping up from behind the bench, he slid on to the unoccupied side of the bench, while swinging his doublebass case from his back onto one side, so he won't sit on it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 7:35 am
A quizzical look became etched upon the features of the snowy haired girl as she continued to stand there. Her blue eyes caught the boy glancing towards her, yet she knew he had failed to actually see her full figure. If the boy was that uninterested in meeting someone talking to him seemed rather pointless, but still she had nothing better to do at the given time. Even so, she still found it rude that he was barely giving her the time of day. She hated when people shrugged her off, which had to do with the fact that she was very self concious of what others thought of her; not that she would admit that is.
"So..." The blue eyed girl began, averting her gaze towards the ground. "I'm Jessica." Her words were followed by a smile, her eyes shifting back towards the comfortable boy.
The awkward silence of sorts truly was annoying the bouncy girl, but she still felt the need to introduce herself. If they say eachother again it would be nice to know eachothers names. That way she would know at least one person. Well, one person that didn't seem to really care about knowing anybody.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 8:18 am
The sun shifted and casted it's light into Leon's eyes. He flinched a bit and squinted his eyes. He wasn't bout to lay down if the sun was going to blare into his eyes, so he sat up. It was then that leon first took in Jessica for what she was. His eyes looked her up and down before Leon returned the pleasant smile, "I'm Leon." He nodded his head slightly, "It is a pleasure to meet you Jessica." A breeze came by and blew Leon's hair back into his eyes slightly. He quickly set to moving the stray strands only to have them blown back out of place. He gave a bit of a frustrated grunt and then gave up, smiling yet again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 10:49 am
Rapheal and Saphiro stopped halfway through the courtyard. The place emanated with students enjoying themselves and relaxing. Rapheal hated it. A seething...burning desire to inflict pain coursed through his veins calmly, while Saphiro simply emanated cold. He looked around, viewing the many faces with a calm, but fierce face.
"...Look at them, Saph... ripe for picking..."
Saph said nothing, but Rapheal nodded.
"...I suppose... it is no use burning energy on the first day..."
One again, Saphiro just looked and stared, but Rapheal nodded as is his voice was clear as day.
" One or two only... they deserve a little pain..."
Rapheal and Saphiro simply stood there, watching, two dots that seemed to stand out in the peaceful atmosphere, right down to their aura's calm, seething hatred and cold.
They would choose the first victim...
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 10:59 am
Crap.
Rolling her suitcase through the courtyard, Ajaya continues to walk even after the two boys that had been walking in front of her stopped. She winced as she drew closer, having dropped back a few yards more than she had originally. Not to avoid, but just because her suitcase was that heavy. Turning the volume of her music player up louder, she hopes that the pounding, screaming beats and lyrics of Breaking Benjamin will rescue her from the pain that the two boys are bringing simply by standing there.
Though of course it isn't them alone. The courtyard is a little crowded, nervousness and excitement almost seeming to make the girl's vision pulsate. Her sensitivity to such is high, so high that she had to have specially renovated walls in her room back in the city. Something else sparks her dismay. Malice. Her head flicks to the side automatically, yellow eyes widened slightly in the direction of the menacing presence.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 11:17 am
Rapheal took Saphiro's back as well as his own and put them to the side. He hadn't cared at the girl's presence till now, but as she stopped he could almost feel her discomfort. His hatred stood firm as he slowly turned to face her, Rapheal examining her with his large purple eyes. A small, smirk appeared on his face. Even that looked wrong...a horrible abomination. Bingo, he thought as Saphiro stood calmly. Rapheal's gaze stood a piercing purple at this girl with the headphones blasting in her ears. He almost literally fed of her discomfort, and he was only willing to push it farther. His eyes examined her up and down as he advanced, the other staring in place, no emotion on Saphiro's place.
Rapheal looked down at her suitcase, taking it upon herself to gently pull her earphones down so she could hear.
"May I... help you with that?" He said, looking at her suitcase.
His tone was almost mocking, menacing as he savored her discomfort. A horrid smile creeped across his face, crooked...almost...evil. It was an uncomfortably soft tone, but laced with the same darkness as his being.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 11:36 am
Bam.
Her headphones are gone, and her music is lost in the sounds of the courtyard. The swirling torrent of darkness and light, excitement and nerves, hit her like a rather large bag of bricks. Red bricks, but only because they may have been stolen from the slightly crumbling ones lining a nearby garden. Turning her head slowly back to face the agonizing presence at her side, she slowly shakes her head.
"N-no. I've got it..." attempting to raise a block in her mind, clinging to anything that might rescue her from the building agony this torrent of darkness brings her.
And just by standing there.
Turning the music down so that the headphones stop vibrating around her neck, she raises her gaze to the large purple eyes. The boy's aura is dark, tinting his entire being in her eyes. Her view of his companion in villainy is blocked from her view, but she imagines that it is the same with him.
"I should be going..." she reaches her free hand up to pull her headphones back over her ears.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 11:46 am
"Now now... no need to be shy..." Rapheal was only acting calm and nice... but inside he was savoring the moment with his dark affinity. He took her hand reaching for her headphones and brought it back down softly. He took her bag, lifting it with ease. "Tell me...what's your name?" Rapheal said, continuing to look in her eyes with his horrid gaze. He wondered if any one else could feel it... inside he cackled like a flock of crows.
His eyes like s void, he wondered how long he could milk this...
(( Be back in about an hour...))
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 12:06 pm
{Just ditch me, hm, Yata? ;~; Thunderstorm here anyway. :U }
No. This wasn't right. Why should she give her name? This person was after her misery, and it was rather obvious. Darkness practically rolls off the kid in large waves, each aimed directly at poor Jay's psyche. Deciding to give her name simply to see if it would satisfy him, she winces inwardly as her wrist burns with the hatred left behind from his touch.
"Ajaya..... Jay, usually." she responds after a moment's hesitation. Catching some of the confused glances at her terror, she comes to the conclusion that the boy must be acting nice. Taking a large breath, Jay tries to calm herself, not quite so easy when you have someone who could be the Anti-Christ beside you. "I'd hate to impose.....what did you say your name was?" she asks, a flash of faint defiance in her eyes.
This kind of behavior was unlike her, normally the headstrong and stubborn one, but then again this boy was not what she was used to. His aura screamed evil, his face clouded by the sheer blackness of it all.
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