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 Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 7:04 pm
IT'S SUMMER CLUB CAMP TIME EVERYONE~!
A side-story thread for those of us who keep wanting to do more with their characters in-between sessions. heart Jump whoever you want to interact with~. If you guys want one big overarching plot, give me ideas, please!
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 7:21 pm
Anise sighed for what felt like the thousandth time, kicking at the ground. Thoughts kept running through her head, especially around this time of year.
The summer heat had the bad effect of dragging up old memories from a time that Anise hated to dwell on. After all, it only reminded her of how much things changed in such a short amount of time.
"Goddammit, I thought I was over all that... Hey! Anybody need some help with something?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 9:11 pm
Leonty lounged in a hammock, reading a book on existentialism as he thought to himself about his own past, and the decisions he'd made to bring him to that point. Things had been hard, but they clearly were starting to get better- even if he was now part of a group he clearly didn't understand with people he hardly knew. This had been the longest span of time that he had spent with people other than his auntie, so he still felt uncomfortable and shy around the others. The evil organization had not yet informed him on what his next task would be- so he assumed that he still had work to do in regards to the school.
Anise then exclaimed that she was willing to help somebody with something. Leonty frowned, there was nothing he needed help with. And he could tell by her demeanor that she wasn't exactly in the best of moods, and he hardly felt he could even cheer her up if he knew how. He placed his book down on his chest for a moment, and peeked over to Anise.
"S-sorry! I don't have anything I need..." he almost whimpered, and felt bad about being of no help for her. His voice perked up "But, if you find something to do- I'll try my best to help out too!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 10:26 pm
  Marette hid beneath the shade of a large tree in the courtyard. The summer sun was relentless and her fair skin burned easily. She hid the latest pages of Our Dying Love between the cover of a large leather book she had borrowed from the club room before they left. It was summer vacation, but her publisher would kill her if she didn't get these pages finished by the deadline. Her pen flew across the page, inking pencil lines with the delicate precision of a professional. As she finished the panel she was working on, she faintly heard Anise and Leonty yelling about something and frowned. This club hadn't been her first choice but it had seemed easy enough to gain recognition within without doing too much work and it had seemed as though it wouldn't be too demanding, which would allow her more time to deal with her work. Unfortunately soon after joining she had realized that this club was going to be much more work than she had anticipated, and meeting her deadlines was becoming increasingly difficult. 
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 11:15 pm
xxxxxx✖xnico soldatixxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfor your sake, i'll never look back again . . .Resting on a sofa chair, Nico toyed around with one of his many electronic devices; most of the club seemed to be interested as to how he managed to earn enough money to buy such expensive items, but the only thing he could say was... his job paid well. Really well. It's not like he could tell them what he did; as much as he wanted to tell them about the secret operations he took on for Italy's armed forces, the Italian government didn't appreciate divulging secrets. And well... he enjoyed living, although he technically wasn't alive.
Arranging files on what appeared to be an iPad-like device, he raised his head when he heard Anise's question, as well as Leonty's response. "I'm fine as well. Let me know if you need any assistance." he reponded, before turning back to his screen. He found Anise and Leonty to be the most tolerable... not that he didn't like the others, though; Kamina was too loud most (if not all) of the time, Lilith and Tsetsiliya were somewhat annoying at times... and he didn't know Marette or Indie well though to form an opinion, but he still knew they were all good people. Although he didn't consider himself very close to them, he considered them as close to friends as he had ever had, since his job didn't give him many opportunities to make friends.
'I suppose... this mission wasn't as bad as I expected it to be.' He mused to himself, pausing as he wrote his mission report to his higher-ups; he originally expected to be assigned to a boring mission, replacing fellow android Clara, who had been assigned to the Literary Club to return a favor to the school. After spending some time at the school, he was surprised as he realized that he was enjoying himself and even enjoying the people around him, and now... he wasn't so sure he'd be willing to leave when the time came...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxif telling me goodbye will give you freedom, baby xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxtell me goodbye, tell me goodbye . . .
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 1:27 am
Tsetsiliya sat with her back propped against a wall, her amethyst eyes staring out into the distance as she thought about the situation she had found herself in of late. There was also the matter of...
No. Best not to think about THAT. Not when there are more pressing matters to be concerned with, anyways.
Tset let out a soft sigh.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 5:26 pm
"So that's a 'no' on all counts around. Great! Thanks anyway, you guys." Anise said, and grumbled a bit to herself as she plopped into one of the chairs scattered around the room, and leaned back in it.
Nobody was doing anything at the moment, and there wasn't much of anything to do... which meant there wasn't any sort of distraction from her mind. She sighed once more, her expression darkening a bit. 'Lucian.... ahh, dammit, I need to quit thinking about him. It's been a year after all.' She thought, her hand moving up to mess with the clips in her hair. '....why is it so hard to move on?'
"....we should all do something instead of just sitting here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 8:05 am
Tsetsiliya, becoming more bored and restless by the second, took her cell phone out of her pocket and flipped it open.
>Messages
>Compose New
She paused for a moment, wondering what to say, before deciding on the following:
"Heading out to courtyard. Bored stiff. Anyone wanting to spar / brainstorm entertainment meet me by the tree out there."
>Send to all contacts
Tsetsiliya got up and made her way out to the courtyard.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 9:06 am
Marette flipped closed the pad she had been working on, finally finished with the pages for her editor. A bird had begun squawking in the tree above her and she directed a glare at it before wiping a bead of sweat from her brow. God it was hot.Fanning herself, Marette unbuttoned her sweater and removed it, wondering for a moment why she had even bothered to put the thing on this morning in the first place. Folding the article neatly beside her, she looked up in time to see someone approaching from the distance and became rather flustered as she tried to hide the pad under her sweater before they arrived.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 9:23 am
Tsetsiliya gave a short wave as she drew closer to Marette, and smiled kindly as she stepped into the shade.
"Oh, hey there. I did not realise zat anyvun else vas out here. Hope I'm not intruding."
Tset looked up and off into the horizon, pulling her cap down a little. She was not used to this kind of heat at all. It was a small wonder that her reasonably pale skin wasn't already suffering from the effects of exposure to the sun, but she wasn't about to complain.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 3:43 pm
 661babLING PARKS
661babSPARKLING
661babSPANKGIRL"NICO-SAAAAAAAAAAAAN~" A bubbly girl with a freakish shine to her eyes bounded up to the android, excited to see the male who once spanked her bottom, and into her heart. It was a spank of love, she just knew it! She would melt this cold, hard, attractive male's exterior with her LOVE!
"I need some assistance, Nico-saaaan~" Ling Parks: Sparkling Spankgirl cooed. Twirling around dizzily, she giggled like a madman at the boy's stoic face. "I want your lauve! Lauve, lauve, lauve, I want your lauve!" The moe girl grabbed Nico's hand, tugging on it, trying to lead him away from the others into a more... secluded area. Ling was well aware this wouldn't work; but hey- more spankings was fine too.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:34 pm
xxxxxx✖xnico soldati xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfor your sake, i'll never look back again . . . As soon as sky blue hair and indigo eyes like his own entered his line of vision, Nico knew he was ********. "Good afternoon, Ling." He responded somewhat uncomfortably; had he been a lesser... android... he would've run to the hills the moment he saw her and the unnatural sparkles in her eyes. Caught somewhat of guard by her sudden proclamation for his love, the distraction allowed the girl to yank him up. Luckily, his iPad-like computer fell into his messenger bag as he stood... but that was the least of his worries at the moment.
"Non c'è bisogno di affrettarsi (No need to rush)," He stated uneasily, reverting to his native language out of discomfort from her proximity, "e oltre a questo, è troppo presto per chiedere il mio amore (And besides that, it is too early to ask for my love)." After taking a split second to think, he mentally cursed to himself for speaking to her in Italian; he had a habit of doing so whenever he was angered or extremely uncomfortable, and it was something about him that he wished he could change. ... perhaps he would delete it from his system when he had time to use his computer again. "I apologize; I reverted to my native language without thinking," he apologized, "but I said...it's too soon to ask for my love."
Looking away from Ling for a moment, he scratched at the back of his neck nervously; another habit he developed when he was uneasy. "I hate to be rude to a lady, but I hardly know you. And what happened during the battle was an accident." He said, and if he had bloodflow, his face would've been a light scarlet as he recalled the scene. Just the mere thought of it... made him want to shoot himself, having lost his pride in such a disgraceful manner. Not only had he hit a lady, he had violated her bottom as well! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxif telling me goodbye will give you freedom, baby xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxtell me goodbye, tell me goodbye . . .
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:33 pm
 xx xx ☆ A n i s exxM o o r e☆ Who are we to be emotional? Who are we to play with hearts and throw away it all?If it wasn't one thing, it was another. On one hand, while Anise was confused about a variety of things concerning a certain someone, she was also trying not to dwell on the past that caused her to be so hesitant on her feelings for said android and was so easy to think of during this particular time of year. And a certain... annoyingly persistent fangirl didn't help matters any at all. In fact, it just served to make the girl's mood even worse than it had been before. So when Ling began to pull Nico off, Anise stood and went after the two with an annoyed expression. Although she was distracted when Nico spoke in Italian, she came to her senses, scowling with a light flush on her face. "OI! FANGIRL! It's pretty painfully obvious he doesn't want to go anywhere with you, so why don't you buzz off and leave him alone before I make you?!" She said, and glared mildly at Nico. "And for that matter, I don't give a damn if you think you're a gentleman, you could probably easily get her off of your case!"She really was not in the mood for this s**t and while that was probably clearly evident, Anise really did not care. She was really just sick and tired of that one perverted fangirl from the fight against the Astronomy Club popping out of nowhere just to get with Nico. This love is be and end all- this love will be your downfall.♥
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 10:34 pm
xxxxxx✖xnico soldati xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfor your sake, i'll never look back again . . . If it wasn't enough that Ling was making him uncomfortable, Nico was even more uneasy when an irritable Anise arrived. He was shocked by her sudden outburst of rage, and his mood plummeted when he discovered that he was a likely reason why. "Mi dispiace, mia signora (I apologize, my lady). Non volevo turbarti (I didn't mean to upset you)." He murmured softly, his tone still somewhat uneasy; even though he was programmed to be a gentleman, he had little experience with dealing with women, especially since he had very few years of experience in general.
"Per favore si calmi? (Please calm down?)" He requested, brushing a few loose strands of hair from her face, "Odio vedere belle signore quando sono pazzo (I hate to see beautiful ladies when they're mad)." He may have been a gentleman, but... in such a desperate situation... he couldn't help but cave to the plan of calming Anise by speking in Italian, and possibly making Ling feel dejected enough to leave willingly; he had briefly seen the effect his preferred language had on Anise earlier, and... well, he wasn't one to let opportunities go to waste. Sure, he was an android, but that didn't mean he was programmed to be completely moral. ... and any other man (or android) probably would have done the same in his shoes, given the opportunity.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxif telling me goodbye will give you freedom, baby xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxtell me goodbye, tell me goodbye . . .
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