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 Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:32 am
*If you walk down the hallways you can see the lockers by side, and the classrooms lined up. Then you find a girl standing upright aginst a blank wall with a sword on her back, her head hung low. Clare the claymore*
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 3:41 pm
walks around trying to find a place to get a class then see her and ask "Where can i get some classes?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 8:20 am
*She waves her hand all over without looking up* "Anywhere here, more are on the way, but you can join any one of these."
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 3:07 pm
Oh thank You sweatdrop sorry bothering you
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 2:50 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 8:01 am
*Clare looks to the girl* "Ehh, sameo sameo.Mater Yuji told me to take care of this wing, honistly though it abit boaring to just stand here and watch everyone else. Oh well. My job is my duty right."
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 7:21 pm
*Walks down hall eyes forward paying no attention to anyone or any thing*.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 7:57 pm
"Hm," Drew said quietly. "What classes are available?" She looked around the hallway, taking in everything.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 10:48 am
Neîmblânzit Floarea  Neim's shortened heels clicked on the floor as she walked down the hallway. It was unnatural... she decided. She'd never heard of a school that just... let it's students run free. Letting them choose their own classes and when to go? She shook her head slightly pausing at the base of the lockers in the hallway, scanning down the doors and over the woman with the sword. She was so used to GreenBrair Academe's strict protocol that this seemed almost Irresponsible. She hadn't expected to be told to pick her own classes and just go. Before at her other school, she HAD been given choices, but she still had a schedule. This place hardly seemed like a real school! The quiet clicking of her heels started back up as she continued down the hallway, nodding to the Claymore and looking for signs of life. So far of what she'd seen of the school, it was almost dead. So quiet... and Hardly any students... They might be in class, or maybe they're all dead? Thought something in her mind. She mentally told it to put a cork in it. The last thing she needed was to look like a loon talking to herself when she finally did see other students.
The pen is mightier than the sword by far in my world.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 11:31 am
angel walk around looing to all the class room that she can pick then she had idea to try walking through wall she smiled try it but fail she just hit the well
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 12:24 pm
Neîmblânzit Floarea
Neim stopped in her tracks as she watched a student walk into a wall. She twitched. Did the girl really.. just walk smack dab into a wall? Something peeked out from her sleeve to see why they had stopped. It slithered back in before being noticed. "Are... you okay miss?" she asked. Did people just... walk into walls all the time like that?
The pen is mightier than the sword by far in my world.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 12:34 pm
*Kat! I told you to pick a class and turn up to it at least on time!* Shouted a male voice, "I'm sorry! I slept in ok?!" A teenage girls voice shouted back at the male. After a couple of very quick footsteps came a screech as a pair of converse had skidded to make a turn round a corner. It was a girl, roughly the age of 13, she had white hair that was tied up in a high ponytail with some chopsticks and a slide shoved into it, her eyes were a rouge, roughly red colour. She'd obviously customised her school uniform as a pocket watch dangled out of her pocket, black stockings covered her pale legs, black and white striped leg warmers covered the tops of her black converse, a shackle was around her neck as the chain dangling from it that made it look like something was snapped off it. She had a white heart tattoo on one side of her face, she also had a black tail and black cat ears as well, a bandage was wrapped around the edge of it very loosely. A scythe rested on her back.
Her eyes were wide with scaredness if the dragon behind her caught up with her. The dragon was a coal black colour with amythest eyes that glistened like the jewel, *Move it now!* "I'm hurrying!" The voices seemed to belong to the hyper active, childish teenager and the male belonging to the small young dragon that was flying after her. She came to a stop, causing the small dragon to bump into her, *Hello class?!* "Y-yeah but I can't remember what I take..." She giggled nervously and rubbed the back of her neck which was blocked by her neck shackle. *You!* "Hey! I'm sorry that I'm forgetful..." She rubbed her arm and didn't make eye contact. *Well just find a class to join, now!* "Whatever you say..." She looked thorough all the doors, it made her seem a bit noisy but she wasn't, she was just checking. She spotted two girls, one that seemed to have fallen or something along those lines and the other helping her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 12:55 pm
Neîmblânzit Floarea
Neim looked up at the sound of screeching sneakers. She blinked with a blank face at the new girl and looked at the dragon with her. That let her know something after all, seemed they were aloud to have others. The girl seemed young, and she wondered what exactly the age range the school was. She looked back at the other girl, her manners told her it would be rude not to greet this girl as well. "Hello." she said cooly. She never meant to come off as a cold person... but... she just transferred over from a very strict school. Slova, the little ink blob in her sleeve was shaking, sensing a dragon. He'd never met a dragon before. Mochi, the strange little thing in her shirt tucked snugly between her hidden cleavage, out of site, was sound asleep and had no idea what was going on.
((I totally never thought about age.... -___- *is now trying to think of age for character* craaaap. ))
The pen is mightier than the sword by far in my world.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 1:11 pm
"Right!" She clapped her hands together like a 5-year old when they've just fallen over, *Class?* "None of them..." She looked at the floor, *What!?* He pulled her ponytail causing pain to her as she grabbed her converse and hit his head with it. The sneaker landed somewhat near the two unkown girls, she hopped over and grabbed it, slipping it on before tyiong up the laces. She then hop scotched back over to her dragon giggling, *Your so childish..* "Thats because I'm still a kid!" *No excuses!* She opened her mouth but no words leaked out. She shut it again and turned her back to her dragon, she definately acted childish for her age. The dragon gazed over to the two girls, his arms cross across his chest.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 1:19 pm
"yeah im ok i was just trying to walk through a wall"
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