Courtyard (South)

[-ProcrastinatingSpazz-]

[Aw, ok... T.T <3]

Karin watched him intently, nodding her head as he promised to return. I'll hold you to that, she told herself, also hoping his back up plans would really work. But she bit her lip again at the hint of doubt as he mentioned possibly not suceeding and she saw his smile fade a bit. She flinched as he said if he comes back he'll teach her, but reassured herself it was just a slip of the tongue when he promised again shortly after. Her eyes widened in surprise at the sudden kiss and she remained sitting frozen after, eyes following as he stood and began walking off. "I love you too..." she murmured quietly. She continued staring as the wings appeared again and he lifted off. She saw him look back one more time though and bowed her head as he looked away again. She wanted to cry, but she bit her lip harder and refused to let herself.

After several minutes, she slowly got to her feet and trudged back over towards Sehrun. Her ears were drooping and her tail hung low, it's energetic flicking completely gone for now. Trying to distract herself, she tried to recall the last thing they'd been talking about. It took a while for her to find her voice again, since she wanted to make sure she could speak without letting it shake. After a deep breath she raised her head to face him. "You... you transfer the scars to yourself?" she began faintly, ears still pressed sadly against her head. "So I would rather keep it myself than trouble you with it." She bowed her head again after, watching the ground. The butterfly she'd made of water a while back floated back over to hover around her head, but she ignored it.

[Sehrun, definitely PM me when you get back, ok?]  

[Outlaw_elf]

"go ahead Serika I don't mind I don't have anything really personal to hide."Taqune was happy that she was opening up and also curious about her question. His head tilted to the right some and smiled. He would answer to his fullest abilities.  

[Eternally Gone]

She looked down for a second and thought about how she could phrase it. "Do you know what love is like? You seem like you would..." She looked up slyly. She didn't want him to feel pressured. "I mean, I just...I'm sorry if it's too personal."
 

[~Kee Kee Matsumi~]

The courtyard lay quietly within the night, its fountain bubbling with crystal waters that shimmered beneath the night sky. Stars twinkled faintly above the skybridge, which hovered hundreds of feet above the locale. Saya and Truinis appeared magnificent as ever, an eternal memory carved out of stone, and blessed with a home that was daily seen by the students of Ria High. Lenair stared at them from afar as she made her way into the courtyard, her creamy wings resting against her back, and her staff resonating with a series of clacks. Her darkly hued garb swept against the ground as her obsidian boots carried her further. Fireflies danced about the area as Lenair made her entrance, leaving the usual cobble stones of the campus and gliding along the grassy field. A look of calm flooded her guise as she approached a lone willow tree, standing still as she touched its aging bark. "Seems familiar... though I haven't come here for quite a while," she maundered, as her pale hand caressed the bark. Eventually, her hand fell at her side as she weightlessly spun around, easing her back against the tree's trunk. She slid downward, before settling herself onto the plush earth. A few fireflies waltzed into view, amusing her with their gentle display. A few even dared to rest along her staff as she allowed it to lean against her shoulder as she folded her legs, leaning even more against the tree. Hmm... I wonder if Haruna still comes around here.... A light sigh surpassed her lips as her eye lids closed for a moment; she wanted to enjoy a bit of relaxation, since the previous months had been so hectic with school work and the like. It was nice, being in a place that was familiar...  

[sakura159753]

As Sakura finally reached school grounds, patches of dirt scattered on him and torn clothes he wore, he leaned on the gates of the school with his right hand. Heeving from the long walk from the forest and how tired he was from the event that happened, he began heading to the Courtyard's gates. He lingered as he walked and breathed heavily. Sakura hasn't taken such a beating in a long time so his body lost stamina quickly. Sakura's poor torn white T-shirt and black jeans stuck to his skin. Both his black shoes torn at the heels. Luckily the wound from the Pheonix's talon on his right arm is fully sealed and left no scar. Walking past the Courtyard's gates, Sakura wanted to head to his dorm. Proably can't make it in this state... Sakura thought as he continued to stumble and breath uneasily. He spotted a nearby bench and started walking towards it. I'll rest for now... Changing terrain from stone to grass made Sakura quite a bit uneasy but he quickly got use to the ground under his torn up shoes and continued walking to the bench with difficulty.  

[~Kee Kee Matsumi~]

The habitual night bugs were a comfort to Lenair as she took a moment to rest her eyes, enjoying the warmth of the atmosphere and the distant melody of the crickets. Creek-ek Creek-ek Creek-ek. She shifted just a bit against the tree, while a firefly rested upon her nose, inciting a ticklish sensation. A small giggle bubbled from her rosy lips as her eyes fluttered open, focusing upon the lone bug. It remained there for a while longer, crawling up the bridge of her nose. Eventually, it took off to join its brethren, leaving Lenair to stare in childish amazement. As her eyes took a farther glance, she noticed that another had arrived, steadily trekking within the grassy field (and with great difficulty). She found this odd, and observed somewhat more as her grip tightened along the base of her God's Eye staff. She could tell from his haggard breaths that he was in pain. But that was not all that she noticed. His aura seemed akin to her own, but... it was different. It was faded, as though a mere shadow of what it once was, or could have been. But I wonder how that's possible... not unless he were.. "Hmm," she murmured as she steadily rose from her seated position, using the willow tree for support. It didn't matter if he was of any relation to her--he needed help, and that was the important factor. So, upon rising from the plush ground, she started her approach. Her expression became one of worry as she neared him, her mind racing with thoughts that had yet to die. She ignored them for the moment as she saw his intended destination: a bench. Her sapphire gaze rested upon him as she paused, standing a few feet away. "Sir," she called out, worry apparent within her voice. "Are you in need of assistance?"  

[sakura159753]

Sakura slowly came to a hult as he heard a voice of a girl respond to his terrible state. Standing up straight he looked up at her and gazed uponed her a bit, examining every inch of her figure. The staff she held quite interested him but he continued his observation. Finishing up his staring, Sakura locked eyes with her and smiled slightly. He closed his eyes smiling fully. Sakura then remembered that she asked something and was waiting for a reply. Letting out a long breath and inhaling another, Sakura brushed some hair out of his eyes and said, "Why yes, some assistance would be nice." As he was only a few feet away from the bench that he was intending on going, Sakura completied his mission and sat down on the brown wooden bench. Quite stiff and creaky from being used so much, Sakura leaned his back against the bench. "Ah..," Sakura let out a small moan of pain as he lent back. Trying to regulate his breathing, he looked back the girl that approached him and smiled softly.  

[~Kee Kee Matsumi~]

Silenced ensued between the two as Lenair awaited a rejoinder, standing with unwavering patience. She could feel his eyes, examining her, in what she assumed was faint curiosity. She felt a bit of discomfort beneath his ever observant gaze, but when he finally seemed to register to her query, the feeling dispersed. His eyes were warm, and his smile, very genuine and kind. She didn't sense any malevolence from his aura, or from the way that he had stared; she felt that she could trust him. As their gazes locked, she stared, a bit mystified as his smile grew with the closing of his cloudy eyes. He says so much without words... he seems very nice. With his response, a slow, gentle smile spread from her rosy lips. She waited until he commenced walking once more, as she was certain that he wanted to recline along the bench.

As she followed, an assemblage of fireflies appeared to accompany her, curious themselves as to who the newcomer was. Upon reaching the wooden bench, she observed as he leaned against its inflexible structure, with more disturbance. Sympathy flooded into Lenair's cerulean orbs as she watched, wondering what had caused him such pain. I shouldn't ask right now... As she traveled to the opposite end of the bench, she leant her venerable staff against its oak wood frame, finding a decent nook within the grass (so that it wouldn't fall). After completing that task, she eased herself onto the bench, hearing it lightly creak beneath her weight. No wonder... this bench has probably become worn from use. She shifted closer to him, her eyes discerning the tears along his clothing, and the dirt that sullied the fabric.

His shoes were definitely in bad shape, but she made no mention of it; she was certain that he was well aware of this, himself. Soon, her eyes locked with his, as a question rested on the tip of her tongue. "Where are your injuries," she inquired, her hands in her lap, tingling with the soft glow of holy magic.  

[Keji Nosigawa]

Mead returned to the courtyard after a rather long time spent getting some of his serum. He sat down next to the well, looking off into the direction of the gates, for no particular reason. He had brought his tattered biander, and his trusty extremely chewed pencil and began to write more to his story. That was something he hadn't done in quite a while.  

[Erika Tamar]

Erika made her way to the courtyard went she tripped over a small rock, dropping all but one of her books, as she landed on her knees, and her skate board came out of her half-zipped-back-pack and hit her in the back of the head.
"Oh! What!? Oh!! Damn it!!" She began picking up her books, cursing at her now torn geans and scratches, starting bleed, and her dirty, torn school books.
"I knew somthing like this would happen!!" She took her skate board and threw it, not looking wear, as it landed on it's weels, and rolled over to Mead. She didn't know anyone, and knew that if she kept pulling stunts like that, she never would. She'd be thought of as the skater chick with a bad temper, atittude and is very clumsy all the time.  

[Keji Nosigawa]

Mead noticed her fall out of the top of his eyes. he then looked as she threw her skateboard and watched as it rolled towards him. he closed his biander and got up, picking up her skateboard and began to walk towards her.

"Is this yours?" he then questioned, tring to be polite. "Are you hurt?" he also asked her, because he noticed the fact that she was bleeding from her scrapes.  

[Erika Tamar]

Erika looked up at the person talking to her.
"Yeah.. I.. I'm fine.. uhh..T-thanks... I.. guess..." She snatched her skate board and picked up her books. She looked at him oddly, and shook her head.
"Sorry about throwing the skate board.. did I hit you?" She shook her head again after asking and held out her hand to shake.
"Accept my appologies... I'm Erika Tamar... nice to meat you..... what's your name?" She wiped off the dirt from her geans and spit on her hand to clean the cuts as best she could, knowing that it was one of the best ways to clean somthing without actual water and a cloth.  

[Keji Nosigawa]

"Thats good to hear." he said as he smiled. "No, the skate board did not hit me. it just kinda rolled and tapped my leg." he said with a small laugh.

"I am called Mead Gohac." he then said to her, sticking out a hand for her to shake "It is a pleasure, Erika." he then said to her.  

[Erika Tamar]

"Thanks again.." She said as she shook his hand and smiled slightly, still keeping the serious skater look. She turned and began walking, tossing her skate board to he ground as she stepped on the back, holding it still so she could look back at Mead and smile sweetly, showing her soft side, the side that peope loved to get to know. Gental and caring, unlike the one she showed off, hard and hateful, skating around, holding her books unnder her right arm.
She leaned forward and started skating off slowly, slow enough that if he wanted to come with her he could easilly catch up to her.