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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 7:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 7:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 8:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 8:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 8:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 9:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 8:26 pm
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VANYA LARIONOV ▇ ▆ ▅ ▂ ▁ [ Ваня Ларионов ]location:: Geography Classroom with:: Rei Hamijo, Noah and Nathan Snow, etcetera Life every man holds dear;
but the dear man holds ℌonor far more precious dear than life. William Shakespeare
• • • [ Vanya looked around the corner of the hall. The lounge was clear of any headaches now. He faintly smiled to himself before making his way in. He liked being "alone" like this. Well, he was as alone as he could get. There was a small kitchen area that he could make himself some coffee at. He started it up and sat down as he waited. He slid out the book "The Bloodletter's Daughter" and started to read.
In a few moments, the room became chilly. The light faded only a bit. It didn't seem to stir Vanya. Suddenly the chair across from him jolted a little. Soon after, it struggled as it slowly dragged across the floor. Vanya immediately got up, his eyes remaining locked on the page, before going to the chair and pulling it back. Once there was room enough to sit, he went back to his spot and sat back down. It remained quiet for some time afterwards. He was having difficulty reading though. He placed his book down, opened to the page he was on, as his coffee finished.
As he poured it, he heard a slam from the book behind him. This caused him to spill the coffee on his hand as well as the counter. "Look what you did" he turned towards the the empty space, obviously irritated. He hurried to the sink and ran his hand under the water. The atmosphere eased up soon after. After a long silence, he opened his mouth to speak again "I'm not mad, I know you meant no harm." He dried his hand then cleaned up the mess, "All I have to say is I expect more from you. Don't be so childish." He grabbed his cup of coffee before going back to his seat. He opened up the book yet again. "...Of course I'm going to read more. You should feel lucky I'm talking to you right now" he said before he took a sip from his cup. Great, now what page was I on?
After finishing his cup, be picked up his book and left. ] • • •Exit The greatest way to live with ℌonor in this world
is to be what we pretend to be. Socrates
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 12:11 am
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Nasr Harker S L AV E ▰▰▰▰ ▰▰▰▰ ▰▰▰▰
L o v e xxxy o u r s e l f xxx w i t h o u t xxx r e s e r v a t i o n s
xxxxxxx a n d xxx l o v e xxxe a c h xxx o t h e r xxx w i t h o u t xxxr e s t r a i n t.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx U n l e s s xxx y o u ' r e xxx i n t o xxx l e a t h e r
Golden orbs flicked to the right and then the left decidingwhich way to go. The demon was new to this school, and just now decided to figure out how the school was laid out. He had already found his classroom, which he supposed was the most important room thus far. And besides that,he had figurd out how to get here from his house while driving. Yea driving....not one of the demons strong suits....He usually used his powers to get around but here he thought, hey, lets try something new at a new school. It was bullshit. Why were people so excited to learn how to drive anyway?! There were stop signs.Which he ran through.Stop lights. Which he ran through. Pedestrians. Whichhe ALMOST ran over.... It was fun he supposed, but not something he would do evry day.
Runnning a hand through inky black locks as hedecided to go right,his eyes runningover a few of the students he had passed. Some caught his interest more than others to say the least, which was practically blatantly obvious on his face. But there were a few that he wouldn't mind dragging back to his new penthouse apartment willingly or not. "Some of them would belucky if I'd even put the effort of dragging them back there anyway....they should behonored" he thought allowed as he walked down the hallway, peaking into each room as hepased until he found one that striked his interest enough to wantto eneter.
"Oooh teachers lounge~" the demons orbs lit up as he walked to the door and swung it open before he walked in. From what he could tell from just walking in there were both teachers and students in the room, though last time he checked, students weren't allowed in the room. It was kind of a teachers safe haven from the students constant bitching and whining. Hence why it was teachers lounge and not, teachers/ oh if you think your to cool for class even though you're a student's lounge.
He slinked and weaved between and through the conversation. Some of these men, teachers and students alike were rather beautiful. Maybe not as beautiful as he was. Not everyone could be so lucky, but they were a few that he would actually give the time of day. Oh and they all smell delicious he thought. All the men seemed busy though, and he was not so desperate for attention to be th eone to approach anyone as of now. Stretching upward until he heard his shoulders pop the demon made his way to the coffee machine, pouring himself a cup before plopping onto the couch.
"Probably some of the worse coffee I've ever drank.....but it's better than nothing I guess....I suppose I can bring something better than what they provide at cheap motels...." he said to himself knowing he wouldn't be able to drink this crap everyday. He had plenty of of coffee at home, and even though he and his student roommate Zerah were both coffee addicts, he knew he could spare some for these poor souls. Hecouldn't very well let them drink thos every day...
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 10:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 15, 2014 3:43 pm
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Someone decided to "help" him, although it seemed a lot more like intervening. Of course he was just someone, not a teacher. Everyone was the same in Keahi's eyes. Was he on drugs or just dense? Keahi repeated the question to himself. Well he wasn't on drugs, and being a foreign and not knowing what something was didn't mean you were dense. So neither. "Someone's never been to Hawaii before." Keahi muttered loud enough for the old man to hear it. With eye contact, of course. This guy just might have gotten rid of him had he not made the comment. He was competitive, it was in his blood. Keahi hopped off the counter and came around in front of the man. Holding himself over the older man by the arm rests, Keahi took one hand off to steal a sip. "Then let me taste it." He tilted the mug his way to connect his lips without taking it from the other's hand. Immediately -but calmly- turning his head to spit it out after. "And this is why Americans aren't healthy..." But Keahi didn't move away just yet. "Where did you get your contacts?" Keahi said, with the same disbelief as Daniel's hair, as he got closer, and closer, and closer...
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