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 Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 7:21 pm
This dorm belongs to:
Lira, Chase and Carter
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 8:54 pm
She looked up at the medical member, blue eyes shining with hope. "Please tell me he's going to survive." Came her plea, barely above a whisper. Before the man could shake his head, an anguished scream erupted from the 'Operation' room. Dropping everything, she pushed the other Harbingers out of the way, bursting into the room. There, on the old dining room table, strapped down, was her hero, Johnny Nicholas Vincent, writhing agony and pain. The lights and machinery began to flicker on and off, violently. In tune with his pain. "DO SOMETHING!" She cried, choking on a sob as tears streamed down her face. "We can't! His body had a bad reaction to the agent and now... Well, he's too powerful for his own good! His body is going to go into overload and shut down!" Stammered the nurse, trying to pull her away from their leader. Fueled with a new power of her own, the girl shoved them away with strange force and found herself straddling the leader, holding him tight. Her body surged with pain, feeling all that he felt as everything inside of him went haywire. "Don't die on me, Johnny!" She whispered into his ear. At that moment, everything calmed down. Johnny's spasms stopped and his breathing, though quick, was less erratic. Opening his darkened eyes, which were slowly losing life, Johnny smiled at her. "Don't give up hope, kid..."
With that, she shot up. Eyes wide open, only to find herself crying. "outfit and headed into the kitchen. If there was nothing that could make her feel better, it was Lucky Charms. Johnny Vincent ended up in front of the TV, a huge bowl of cereal in front of her. How strange for a girl who looked so seemingly refined yet fiery at the same time to be sitting Indian-style in high-heels, eating children's cereal. It didn't matter, really... Not like her roommates were awake.
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 9:05 am
Counting CrowsHis first night, and he made his first friend a girl named Amaya, he was surprised to after accidentally making her cry and embarrassing her. Though he found it easy to talk to the bubbly girl with the endless questions. Not that she learned anything about him, careful to keep to himself the best he could. With out it being so obvious, the comment about his gold eyes made him dream of stars, big stars made of soapy bubbles. The one he was on drifted too close to the moon and popped. Making him waking him wake up startled to the sound of a T.V.
He sat up slowly and yawned, climbing out of the bed, his mind clouded in sleep. Stumbling, he tripped over his shoes and ran into his door. "Ow!" He hissed softly and backed up, and gasped tripping on his shoe again and fell backwards. "When... How.. Ugh." He laid back, this wasn't a good morning, not a good morning at all. Seriously.. How could be so careless with his shoes!?
Oh, that's right. He had been up late with a girl who asked a lot of questions. He sighed and sat up, and felt around, grabbing his shoes, he sat them aside. So he wouldn't trip over them again, then he climbed to his feet.. Touching himself to check what he was still wearing.. Everything it seemed. The white jacket, black shirt, his jeans, and lastly his locket. How tired had he been? Well, that didn't matter anymore, as the blind feline now emerged from his room.
T.V sounds grew louder now, and the smell of Lucky Charms.. He liked that kind of cereal, but he doubt who ever was here would share. His hands slowly moved down the hall, making his way into the living room. "... Who's here?" He asked, his face tilting towards the sound of the T.V.
Edit:: After waiting a considerable amount of time, Chase sighed and found his way out of the dorm room. Probably going to get lost again.. By The Dozen, A Murder.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 9:54 pm
* ~ Amaya Post ~ *
As Amaya guide Chase to his door, her eyes twinkle a bit at the dorm that Chase lived in with his roommates. To look around for a moment to see how different it was from her dorm made her wish that it was like this also than what she had. If it weren’t for her brother shipping the furniture to her room before she arrived, it would have look simple as this. ‘I’m so jealous of you Chase,’ Amaya thought with a small puffy look. ‘I wish I can have my room look like this too!’ As her eyes continue to twinkle on how the room looks, she soon shook her head to remember why she was here. Looking at the floor to search for Chase shoes made her puzzled and curious on how the room look if she were to go in further, kneeling down to grab his shoes before turning to see his ears bending down lowly. Worry and concern began to fill her when she began to stand. “Is something wrong?” Amaya asks in concerned. “You don’t seem comfortable.”
* ~ Scarlet Post ~ *
‘If the mistress weren’t there, I would have finish you off right now,’ Scarlet thought with a low growl before taking a step out of her hiding place to place a hand on her hips. ‘If I am not able to do it when he’s around, why not ask someone else to do it for me? I don’t have time for this mess and I need to find away to separate them,’ With her eyes glowing lightly before she ran down the hallway to look at the room number that Amaya and Chase went in, her face expression changed into hate. ‘No matter what it takes, I will find away to separate you two. Whether it takes me weeks, I’ll be sure to make it happen.’ Trying to memorize that number of the dorm that she stood upon where Chase stayed at made Scarlet close her eyes slowly before walking away. Thinking on what to do to separate the young students, she head towards the student lounge.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 10:19 pm
Curse these ears, he sighed softly as he listened to her concern. He wished she'd just not wonder at all. It made him feel odd for being nervous over something that might be nothing. "Ah.. I'm sorry. I'm fine honest.. Uhm want to go to the cafeteria after this? I'm actually getting pretty hungry now.."
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 10:58 pm
"I know its annoying for me to ask you these questions all the time, but I really do worry about you and that I hope this shows you that I care about you a lot," she said with a blush as she kneels down to help Chase put on his shoes in concentration before standing with a wide smile on her face to feel her stomach growl a little to cause her to blush again to hold her stomach. “Hehe, we need to get going before my tummy embarrasses me more,” she giggled before taking Chase hand. “TO THE CAFETERIA!” she exclaim in a cheerful voice.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 12:29 pm
Counting CrowsShe worries about me... He smiled softly at the idea of it, the only other person he herd that from, was his mother. He shifted his free hand going to the locket around his neck. Then blinked as she shouted their next destination and smiled more. "Ok, that sounds great.. I hope they have something good there."
He grasped her hand a little tighter than he usually did, he was just starting to get comfortable with the idea of holding her hand and actually letting her lead him around.. It was a nice and safe feeling to have. Even if he did prefer to walk on his own. By The Dozen, A Murder.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 12:41 pm
"I'm sure they'll have something we all like," Amaya said with a bright smile then soon blush lightly to feel Chase grip on her hand. 'Is he starting to trust me?' Amaya asks in wonder as she looks down at their hands before leading Chase out of the dorm to the cafeteria. "I hope they got strawberry waffles," Amaya said in a hopeful voice to hold onto Chase hand tightly as he did with her. "I really hope they got something strawberry related because I'm been craving them for awhile."
(Now, we can head to the cafeteria! xD)
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 2:28 pm
Carter got sick of hanging out around campus so he decided to head back to his dorm. Filled with his things he had snaped into place unlike his sister he layed down on his bed. Headphones still playing music into his ears. He hadn't met either of his roommates yet, but he assumed he would soon. He hummed along to the tune of Matt Nathanson, letting the dorm life engulf him.
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