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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 11:59 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 9:33 am
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Ⓥιяιℓε • Ⓜσяȶιмεя
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❝ Virile was in no particular rush to get to his post so early in the morning, but he went on anyways. Why he had become a teacher, his family would never understand, but the job was well worth the fresh students he could torment and tease to his hearts content. Upon entering the classroom looked dull and grey. Tables that were made to seat four, one on each side, were pushed in a simple set up and the walls were bare besides the large chalk board on the wall behind the teacher's desk. He ran a hand through his hair and took a set of keys from his pocket, intending to utilize the supplies he knew were stocked to brighten the classroom's dreary image. Wary of the small amount of time he had, the silver haired teacher decided to grab box of colorful chalk and start working on making the board more interesting. He figured he could probably work the students into sprucing up the walls and decorating the room with their art over the next few weeks. Small animal like characters dotted around the board, running beside the heavy straight lines of boxes on the left side of the board that were to hold the assignments and the due dates. In the top right corner Virile wrote "Mr. Mortimer or Mr. M" in light blue, and then the date under as well as the class name "Art : Basic Technique". Generally alright with the set up the board, Virile moved to the other side of the board to write in the assignments.
"- Take blank sheet of paper, a pencil and an eraser from the first table - Pick a seat - Write your NAME, the DATE on one side of the paper - Leave other side blank and wait for further instruction" He didn't bother to write a due date, and left his scratchy and somewhat creepy handwriting on the board in favor of getting the materials out of the numerous cabinets lined in the back of the room that he had already marked with tape and markers. With the materials set up on the table and not much left he could do without the students, Virile decided to sit down in the chair of his desk and pull out the stupid amounts of trinkets he had stuck in the drawers previously and set them out on the desk. A large jar of candy also followed the figures to sit in plain sight on the corner best some awkward looking monster toys. ❞
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『σσȼ :』
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 10:51 am
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Throw it away xxxxxxxForget yesterday xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWe'll make the great escape ↖xxxx↘xxxx↖xxxx↘xxxx↖xxxx↘xxxx↖xxxx↘xxxx↖xxxx↘ We are finally free tonight
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" Art: Basic Technique. " What technique did he need to learn? Picking up a pencil with a certain technique? Keahi glanced down at his injured hand. His knuckles were a different color than the rest, it hurt to open and close. It was his writing hand -what idiot would punch with his non-dominant hand? What was he going to tell the teacher? He wasn't. Earlier that morning the new student from America got into a fight, and it was only ten o'clock. The kid had hair as fiery as his eyes, they practically matched. Needless to say who started it, ...but he did. If he hadn't puffed up his chest the way he did his nose wouldn't be bleeding in the nurse's office right about now. Hawaiian kids were competitive. Back on the island of Oahu his friends were like brothers, so they'd get into brawls all the time. Nothing a little shirtless fighting in the dark couldn't fix, and they'd be brothers again. Seemed like a little fist fight meant something different here.
When Keahi entered, there was only one other student in the room. He was smiling while writing, and his eyes were practically red. Keahi shivered, he'd sit away from that one. Keahi found a place that looked like him in the center back, -the typical slacker "don't interact with me" seat- and sat down with his paper and sighed. He wished he could take off his shirt right about now.
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 11:27 am
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Ⓥιяιℓε • Ⓜσяȶιмεя
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❝ A look of pure excitement crossed the adult's face when the first student entered. He smiled at him and ceased his tinkering with the things on his desk. With a quick look to the door as the other student entered, Virile stood. He pushed his chair into the table and brushed his bangs from his eyes. He took a pen from his pocket and twirled it between his fingers for a moment, thinking to himself before stepping out from behind the desk. "Nn, I don't really feel like waiting for the rest of the students, you two will do for now. Ahem.." He paused a moment and pressed the back end of the pen to his lips before continuing. "Welcome to Art: Basics and Technique. In here we will be learning things such as the rule of thirds, the elements and principals of art, composition, color wheehh hhhhhhl- eugh...", Virile made a face of disgust and walked to the corner of the room where a particularly large spider had appeared. "Disgusting little creature you are, perhaps you'd be better outside.." he mumbled to himself before deciding to leave it for the moment and return to the front- farther away from the creature.
His silvery eyes wander back to his students, the room a bit cozier now that some seats were filled. "Right right, sorry. Color wheel, and techniques used in art." Virile had begun walking about the room again, glancing briefly over the first student's paper and then the second student's when he reached him. "That's no good, you haven't written anything and your hand is purple. The hell you'd do, get it caught in a door or somethin'?" He inquired, reaching over to take his swelling hand in his own, running his thumb over the younger male's knuckles. Turning to the other student he called him, "Hey you, could you go in my desk- the bottom drawer on the right and get the first aid kit in there? Its the Hello Kitty pencil box, bring it here please." ❞
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『σσȼ :』
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 11:40 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 12:22 pm
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Ⓥιяιℓε • Ⓜσяȶιмεя
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❝ "My stash!" Virile whined after Keahi, feigning hurt over being not only brushed off, but stolen from. Truth be told, he didn't give a s**t, but he liked to mess around. He followed behind the boy with the blank sheet of paper. "And what might you're name be kitten?" Virile said. He set the paper atop some of the things on his desk and tool the first aid kid from the boy, opening it and pulling out some bandages. There was an odd surplus of bandaids in the box as well, all decorated with hello kitty characters and hearts. Virile set the box aside and unraveled the end of the bandages. He took Keahi's injured hand and started wrapping the bandage about it, starting at the wrist, looping twice around his wrist, then around between his thumb and pointer finger from the palm side. "You too, pup, what's your name? You seem to be enjoying yourself, how about getting a candy too?" Virile questioned toward the black haired boy.
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『σσȼ :』
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 12:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 12:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 1:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 1:10 pm
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Ⓥιяιℓε • Ⓜσяȶιмεя
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❝ Virile scowled at Kai and then down at the blonde who skidded his way past the teacher's legs. "Ah damn. Hey, you, dont you even think about leavin', especially not after a stunt like that!" He finished wrapping Keahi's hand and ignored his blatant theft. He turned toward Keahi again for a second "Ah-ah, he's not going anywhere." The man gave an irritable glance toward Kai and frowned. "Im not crazed, and it's not white ughh, its silver and if you even think about me being old you're dead wrong, damn kids. All of you go take your seats! We're getting started." Virile took possession of his now very depleted candy jar and stuffed it back into the drawer with the first aid box. He walked up to the board, ruffled a bit at the sudden commotion in his room. Picking up a piece of chalk he draw a large blank square in the middle of the board and then split it into four parts, a line cutting horizontally and one cutting vertically. "Please draw this on your paper- Kitten take your paper here, and try with your other hand if you can." He added, addressing Keahi while handing the paper to the boy.
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『σσȼ :』
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 1:20 pm
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