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 Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 11:50 am
This is the music/ symphony class that is taught by Asamu Kendo (Musicalmaster92) an Elf with great musical abilities. This class is for people of all musical abilities & minds. Feel free to express your feelings through music & the fine arts of it. Please have your instruments ready for class right when you walk in thank you very much ^^.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 4:39 pm
Asamu sits begiuns to play his violin waiting for his students to come in and practice there instuments. A wonderful Medlodic sound can be heard throughout the room.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 4:50 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Bambi walked calmly into music class, following what her schedule said. She was dressed in a black ruffled mini skirt, and a black and white striped sweater where the neck showed off her shoulders and mary janes that were a black with silver buckles. Even though she seemed calm, she was anxious, this being her first day of highschool. She saw the teacher and waved before talking a seat in one of the many chairs, crossing one leg over the other to compincate for her mini skirt. Bambi placed her hands ontop of the desk infront of her and laced them, waiting.
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 5:25 pm
Asamu stopped play his violin and smiled at her. and gave a polite bow. "Hello my name is Dr. Kendo, but you may call me Mr. Asamu. I'm the music condutor here in the school." he said still smile at her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 5:33 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Bambi merely nodded and stayed silent for several moments before she spoke to him, trying to over come her shyness. "Umm... Hello Mr. Asamu, I'm Bambi..." She said in a small, quiet tone of voice, keeping her bangs in her face. Bambi seemed to shrink in her chair from shyness, crossing her legs tighter.
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 8:22 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}After sitting there, she got a notion to leave, feeling awfully sick. "Umm... Mr.Asamu, I'm not feeling very well... I'm so sorry." She said, her small voice filled with hurt. She picked her back pack and quickly left.
|| Exit ||
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 9:06 pm
Asamu not was about to ask her what was wroung but felt it was best to leave her be for a while. "What a shy interesting girl she is." he said smiling.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 4:02 pm
Asuma began to play his violin again which echoed through out the room, it was like a symphony within it's self. Playing beautiful & heart touching melodies with the finest tone & pitch.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 9:24 am
Shiiba walked in carrying a Guitar case on his back. He waved to the teacher "sorry i'm late teach, probably won't happen again"
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 2:00 pm
Allaya walked in, the air around her frigid. Her face was blank as she quietly seated herself in one of the back row seats. She shrugged out of her bag strap and leaned it against her desk. Then, she took out a sketch pad and began to draw with great concentration, waiting for class to begin.
Her pale, starlight hair hung over her shoulders, veiling part of her face. But on that face were elegant almond eyes that sparkled an almost violent, glowing emerald green. A petite nose and bone structure and a sensuous mouth with the lower lip fuller than the upper. She was wearing riding boots of the finest make, worn with use, a pair of snug black jeans that fit her slim waist perfectly, and an equally well-fitting sweater (black) made of soft fleece. The sleeves were too long for her arms and covered her hands up to the middle of her fingers, but then again because of her petite size (she was only about 5 foot) most of her clothing had to be custom made.
Her emerald eyes spied a piano in the farthest corner of the room and her fingers itched to play it, but she didn't know if she was allowed to yet.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 3:29 pm
Asuma seeing his students have arrived stopped playing his violin and smiled. "Welcome to Symphony class were you explore to world of music down in the deeps of your very soul to it's up most beauty." he said wiht a calm heart warming voice as he gave a polite bow to he students.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:38 pm
Allaya stood and dipped her head slightly in acknowledgment. She took the hint at the word "explore."
She glided over to the piano in the corner and sat down on the bench. She gently touched a few of the keys, getting the feel of the instrument before setting off in an explosion of notes and letting out cascades of intricate passages, her fingers blurring across the piano.
Even though it was fast and complicated the general feeling that she let out of her song was loneliness. The loneliness seemed almost personified as the intensity and feeling came out with her song.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:34 pm
Alcolyte entered to hear the flowing music of the piano
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:53 pm
Chiyoko walked into the room, a bit late. But she didn't apologize or introduce herself to the teacher. She walked to the far corner and took a seat far away from everyone else. She had no instrument with her because she was a singer, though she didn't enjoy being infront of people...especially those of a different race. She hadn't met another Lycan in the school yet.
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-Dim lord vader- Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 2:19 pm
Shin entered into the class room with a guitar strapped onto his back, he was late. He didn't bother saying anything towards the teacher, this being his first day most students were excused from their tardiness. He quickly eyed everyone in the classroom, feeling a small sign of relief when he had the scent of another lycan in the school. He sat in the back of the class, about four seats away from the lycan girl.
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