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 Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 1:22 pm
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 1:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 6:42 am
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Alex Veltrosie
"I know I'm right when my gut starts to talk to me."
{{OOC: I honestly don't know how to start this : - | }}
Combing his pink, soft hair with his fingers, he tugged on a single tangle that was at the back. He scolded, getting his finger's through the pink mess of what he called his hair. Casual hair. He didn't have time to brush it properly for Alex had woken up late this morning. His alarm didn't go off as it was supposed to and there was a bit of traffic. Plus, his friends where there at the station, waiting for him. They wasted a good amount of time with their goodbyes and hugs. Thank god Zelda made him pack the day before. Smiling at the vivid memory of this morning, Alex placed his large headphones that his friends had gotten him for a 'going-away-present', onto his head and plugged it into his blue iPod. He maxed the volume, listening to his favourite band, Imagine Dragons. These headphones were amazing.
With the music blasting into his ears, probably making him deaf when he reached his 30's, Alex looked around his surroundings with a bored expression, his Aqua eyes flicking person to person. There were a few people sitting around, some reading, some playing a game console, and some sleeping. 'Maybe they're also going to the academy?' he thought to himself.
Looking away from them, Alex turned to the large window that sat right beside him. His attention was now on the fast, moving trees that were blurred into brown and green. The sky was blue as ever with blurry, fluffy, white clouds. Watching this scene while listening to music was pretty relaxing.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 4:48 pm
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[ it's a transit, right? ]
"Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, almost there Markus-" a young teen whispered to himself as he wheeled his bags to the train station as quick as he could. The ticket he held tightly that it almost ripped from the strength read-
TRANSIT 30 Arrival: 3:10 PM
TRANSIT 30 Departure: 3:30 PM
-and his watch read 3:28 PM. Markus was panicking deep down inside but on the surface he was calm and collected, a bit sweaty though. He bit his lower lip when the speakers came on, "TRANSIT 30 WILL BE LEAVING SHORTLY. TRANSIT 50 WILL BE ARRIVING SOON." Cursing a million curses in his head, Markus shoved any passengers in his way, saying a small sorry right after. He didn't dare miss this transit. Nope. Markus had to make it or else he'll have to take the 5:00 o'clock one... That wouldn't be too good for his first day at the academy.
Seeing transit 30 in view, Markus quickened his pace, pulling his wheeled bag from behind. The transit attendant was about to close the doors- "STOP! DON'TTTTTTT!" Markus yelled, making the attendant jump from the sudden yell. The attendant looked over at Markus who was now completely running towards him, waving a ticket in the air. The man smiled, saying something through a small walkie talkie about someone being late and it'll only take a second, and then he waited for Markus.
Markus was panting when he reached the attendant, sweat rolling down his forehead to his chin. Shoving the ticket to the man who poked a hole through it, making it approval, Markus entered the transit, looking about for an empty seat. A seat with no one in it...
Unlucky for him, being late sucked. Almost every seat in the transit was being occupied. Fortunately, there where two empty seats left with people beside it; one had a very large man with a goatee and a murderous look and another was a young boy with pink hair who looked kinda bored... but nice. Looking between the two, it was obvious who Markus was going to sit beside... Swallowing down his nervousness, Markus slowly walked up to the pink haired boy. The boy didn't seem to notice him due to the loud music blasting from his headphones and his attention being on the window. Gathering the courage, he tapped him on the shoulder, already regretting his decision.
"S-sorry... but c-can I sit here-" Markus whispered, pointing to the empty seat beside the pink haired boy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 5:26 pm
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Alex Veltrosie
"I know I'm right when my gut starts to talk to me."
{{OOC: Transit, Train, even Bus. Doesn't matter XD. It's a ride to somewhere- }}
The train/transit/bus/whatever came to a sudden halt and made Alex almost fall forward into the seat in front of him. Luckily, he was able to to get a grip of seats arm chair, only inches away from hitting the seat in front. Mumbling something about how he hated trains and chairs, Alex straightened himself in his seat and continued to look out the window. He watched a few people run about and a few leaving the trains inside. His eyes then flicked to a blond boy running for his life. Alex let out a laugh that was a bit too loud thanks to his headphones being maxed volume. He didn't care about people staring at him and he ignored when people looked over at him with a weird stare.
Watching people fill up the train quickly, there was only two seats available. One with a large man with a goatee and of course, himself. He knew people thought his hair colour was odd and being a teen wasn't a good either. Adults always thought teens were trouble and always had something up their sleeves...
Sighing, Alex looked over to the window, watching some guy spill his coffee onto his suit. Because he was so, oh distracted he didn't notice the blond boy from before walk up to him, standing right beside him. Alex snapped out of it when the blond boy tapped his shoulder. That almost gave Alex a heart attack. Quickly taking off his headphones, Alex couldn't hear what the blond said but got it when the blond pointed to the empty seat beside Alex. "Oh! Yea, of course you can sit there. I don't make the rules here."
Watching the blond sit beside him, Alex looked over his surroundings again. The train was quite full of people, different shapes and sizes. But one person caught his eye. It was a girl, probably around his age, wearing clothing he only saw on TV or on the internet. She was standing yet her bags looked heavy. He then got a thought... Getting up, Alex waved to her. "Hey you! Want my seat?" Alex offered her. He couldn't let a lady stand with heavy bags! Plus, Alex wasn't carrying much since his aunt was going to send his stuff over to the academy. Right now he had his backpack. Hopefully, Alex hoped that the blond boy wouldn't mind.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 7:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 5:57 am
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