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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 3:08 pm
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"He's a grim," Roch said. "He's got this jackin' sax that's mostly blade--wait, what in the hell is this thing?" he asked, sounding amused as he pulled up a picture on his phone and showing it to the imp.
"That's jackin'... awesome," he said, taking a few moments to decide that the word fit the situation. But he was still snickering. "I wonder what it drives like..."
Then he jerked, his eyes brightening as he sat up, digging his wallet out of his back pocket. "Check it, man, I got my bike license!" he bragged, showing the card in question.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 3:42 pm
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TG was very interested in this Three Wheeler, and leaned in when the image was shown. Classy, with an imposing front, two seats for him and his books, and looked very refined. Nothing in the way to mistake it for a service vehicle like the golf carts and seemed it might even go fast. "Now that is very blazen." His eyes only tore for a moment and caught the look of Alex as he passed. It was a good thing no bleeding meat would be anywhere to toss, but there was plenty of furniture. Maybe the boil had a lick of sense not to try anything in a classroom. With that in mind, TG only offered him a curling smile, before looking back as Roch took out his license.
"How long have you had that?" He asked, having to admire the initiative Roch had to get his license way before his bike was even moving. "I bet that is burning in your wallet. Is it just help you need to bring your bike to life or parts?" Parts were expensive, and for a boil who seemed to show he needed it, it was an insurance that you had someone around as long as you had to means to pay him.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 3:45 pm
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Anna cringed inwardly at Ulmuka's introduction, but fortunately the elegant demoness (so elegant! those clothes!) didn't seem bothered by the knowledge that she had thrown paint... or cake... or other things...
She turned a bit pink with repressed embarrassment. "N-nice to meet you - I don't, um, usually throw things," she added, quickly. Just in case. "Oh..."
That last was directed at the strix's reaching out to Shibey. The incubator tilted his head up calmly, keeping his gaze on the oncoming hand. < Behind the ears, if you MUST, > Shibey said, finally, making himself audible to both Ulmuka and Edel.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 3:57 pm
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"Since the weekend," Roch said with a grin, missing the glance because he was looking at his license. "Which means I get Granddad's bike this weekend! It's gonna be awesommm--jack," he said. "I gotta deal with the trials..."
He frowned, wondering if he could at least sneak a joyride in. "Oh, I got the parts comin' on train," he said. "I bought it from Steel, he's a weaponsmith that likes to tinker with stuff back home. I can only hope its got all I need," he admitted. "But I can definitely see you in one of those," he told the imp, motioning to his phone before slipping his license back into its place. "Maybe painted red?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 4:10 pm
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"I think red would be too much. Stand out. Never blend in." He recited the end part as if quoting someone, but didn't touch on who. If he was red and the vehicle was red, he wouldn't be as noticeable. "Black." He regarded the image, and then tilted his head. "Maybe some detailing." He always favored flames, but that was counting cockatrice before they were hatched, and a bad practice.
Done looking, he flopped back into the cushions of his seat and relaxed. "When you get back from the trials, I'd like to hear about them. I won't be attending." He just arrived and wasn't one to be judged. It also required a group, and he didn't trust himself to be judged among others he had yet to select and determine were valuable enough to be around him. In the end, it wasn't necessary to go, and there were plenty of volunteers.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 6:47 pm
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"Good to hear it. I'm doing all right, myself." She wondered what was up with the weremantis, that he always seemed so on edge; he was always polite enough, though, so she didn't think it was anything about her.
Mitzi followed Yin's gaze to see Alex had come in, and she grinned and waved to the zomboil as well. She'd seen him in the halls a few times since the last time they had talked, around Scarentines, and he was looking a lot better. As he walked past, heading for the ghoul Mitzi had met at the pizza party, she glanced over at the mantodae. Alex had seemed plenty happy to see him, so, "So the two of you made up from that fight, then?" Sure, it had been a couple of weeks, but she hadn't gotten to talk to either of them since then.
Come to think of it, now the mantodae was acting weird towards Alex again... but he always acted weird, so Mitzi really didn't know whether to chalk it up to Yin being Yin.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 9:39 am
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Quote: 1. Sura 2. Shun 3. Frost in the Storm 4. Taryn Procopio 5. Mortimer 6. Edel 7. Mitsu 8. Aymet 9. Riyo 10. Ulmuka 11. Roch 13. Anna 14. West 16. Mitzi Adler 17. Alexander 18. Hel 15. Yin 12.TG
Would she miss a class of Savage’s? No. Not only no, but Hel no.
Thus the ghoul strolled in, stared at the list with a tilt of her head for a moment since it seemed there were a few uh…special students who couldn’t list correctly, and then jotted her name down. That done, she grinned a bit as she examined the class, and well, seeing Shun, Mitsu, and Riyo grouped together, the ghoul couldn’t help but gravitate in their direction as well.
“Hello, friends!” She greeted, finding a seat near them.
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