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Post by chiaki on Aug 8, 2007 22:06:40 GMT 1
"Oh why did I have to forget my lunch?" asking under myself breath.
The day started bad and the morning it got worse. Yet outside there was a happy shiny day. Tired and still having a bad headache, I'm mainly just glad I didn't meet anymore trouble. The cafeteria was a decent size for me to eat in, at least. There were to much students to my perspective. Well the food, maybe not my thing. Hey like people say beggars can't be choosers.
I bought my lunch and sat far from the other students. There was nothing for me to do about my nature. I wondered if this school have any gangs around. If they did then more bad news for me. I became Noxious after a few bites of my meal. Tired of the day I started once again dive back into my imagination. Unneeded thoughts started to form into my mind. It seemed like a nightmare was starting to form.
I truly hope nothing worse would happen.
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Post by victor on Aug 8, 2007 22:39:27 GMT 1
It had been such a simple procedure. All that he needed to do was whisper to a couple thugs that a teacher was on the prowl for them and they had taken care of business for him. The beating administered had been quite brutal. And to top it off the thugs had been suspended for an indefinite period of time. Ah, it was good to play both sides of the board!
"Hm, the needs of the body must be satisfied." Victor thought as his stomach rumbled. "Thank God the food here is better than the food at Varron."
Victor waited in line for a few minutes, then selected two pork sandwiches. He did not take a drink. Still feeling proud of his previous accomplishment, he looked for a place to sit down.
In the far back of the room was a girl who looked to be of Japanese descent. Victor remembered associating with another Japanese girl for a brief period, but that had soured because he had said one thing on a personal level by accident. Maybe he could compensate here a little.
Of course the other option was to play one of his manipulative mind games with her and see how she reacted to it. Being sociopathic, Victor possessed the predatory cunning to manipulate and charm others without letting too much of himself on.
So without further adieu, he sat down at a table close to the girl, making sure he sat behind her, and uttered a brief "Hello there." to her, hoping to catch her attention.
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Post by chiaki on Aug 8, 2007 22:52:52 GMT 1
"Are you talking to me?", I asked the stranger, most likely another senior. "If you are, scat!" "I have no interest in you or anything about your life."
My anger was rising once again and my headache seemed to get even worse. Oh how I wish I could have been decently put in a decently normal school. Then another idea hatched into my mind.
"I'm not going to tell you anything about myself as well." I added.
I hoped with all my heart that maybe there would be more piece and quiet. The less then edible food in the lunch room seemed to make me fear my imagination. I wanted nothing to do with anyone in the school or anyone overall. Still since the day began I was exhausted from all the chatter.
Yet I wished I knew how the day can still be so bright and uplifting. There was nothing more I can do then hope he would leave.
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Post by victor on Aug 8, 2007 23:25:15 GMT 1
"Are you talking to me? If you are, scat!"
Well, he hadn't been expecting that.
"I have no interest in you or anything about your life."
He hadn't been expecting that either.
"Heh." Victor sighed, his composure unshaken, "I've been told a lot of things in my life, but scat is a new one."
The girl evidently didn't like company. She was pretty much the polar opposite of the demure girl Victor had encountered on the roof. This one was clearly some sort of hellcat.
"I'm not going to tell you anything about myself as well."
Victor chuckled slightly at that. She was a hellcat alright. All the more fun for him.
"You come right out of a shonen manga, you know that?" Victor said with a cocky smirk. Let her make something of that.
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Post by chiaki on Aug 8, 2007 23:35:46 GMT 1
"Shonen manga?" "Is that supposed to be an insult?" I asked with a disdainful voice.
What is this guy trying to get at? It seemed I was once again dragged into something quite stupid. I hope he would just leave.
"Will you just leave me alone?" I asked hopefully.
This school was stranger than any I've been too. First seniors that are way to nosy and annoying juniors. Now some talking about someone Shouen thing. What would come next, who knows.
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Post by Alkaiser on Aug 9, 2007 5:18:36 GMT 1
A hungry Steve Barzahd wanders towards the tables, a tray full of food in-hand. Few things could tear his attention away from his plate, as he usually did well as far as appetite was concerned. Somehow an enraged whine tore his gaze upwards to see an isolated girl scoweling at some poor older guy, neither of which Alkaiser knew off-hand. The arguement didn't seem to have much to it besides noise, which Barzahd wasn't too particularly fond of unless he was making it himself. He strolls up beside the man and attempts to intervene.
"Wow buddy, that hearing problem must really suck. I was way over there and even I could hear her tell you to get lost."
Barzahd followed suit with the girl, hoping the boy would associate him with her. They were about the same age, so if they exhibited similar attitudes, maybe it would work and he'd get the message. Steve took a seat at the girl's table, and began to nibble on his sandwich.
"Seriously, dude. I'd get outta here if I were you. This is her on a good day. Don't make it into a bad one."
Steve continued the act, pretending to know the girl. Everything was going smoothly, and assuming the fact that the girl would accept Alkaiser's help, it might just work. If not, she'd blow his cover for sure and start yelling at him as well, but it was all up to her. Steve looked down at his tray and continued eating, hoping she would take him as the lesser of two evils and not reveal his lies.
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Post by chiaki on Aug 9, 2007 21:56:20 GMT 1
"Do I know you?" I asked with an irritated voice the guy that just sat next to me.
Nothing seems to go right now. First came that strange senior and now this guy?! The day just got a whole lot worse. There was so much to be done, but to much annoying students around here! I just want to figure out a way to get out of all of this. My hope began to fade in front of my eyes. This was getting completely out of hand. This is one of the worst days ever in my live. I thought it might have been better if I listened up on everyone else in the cafeteria. Still no luck, my headache start to worsen and I felt dazed by everything.
I put my hand onto forehead hoping to stop the dizziness.
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Post by victor on Aug 10, 2007 4:01:14 GMT 1
Victor observed the new person approach with a tray of food. He wasn't having any luck talking to the girl, and this person thought he could fair better. Yeah right. The girl seemed to be a loner.
"Wow buddy, that hearing problem must really suck. I was way over there and even I could hear her tell you to get lost."
Victor felt his temper flare. A horrible surge of adrenaline rushed through his body, making it feel as though electricity was coursing through him. He had a good mind to snap the newcomer's arm, but clamped down on it hard. No sense starting violence in a crowded cafeteria.
"Seriously dude, I'd get outta here if I were you. This is her on a good day. Don't make it into a bad one."
Again, Victor felt his infamous temper start to erupt, but forced it back down before he did something stupid. It wasn't like he had any romantic interest in the girl. He just wanted somebody to talk too for a little bit. What did they take him for, some kind of womanizer?
"I'm not trying to hit on her." Victor said to the newcomer. "I just tried to say hello and she nearly tore my head off. I don't expect her to be nice. I'd settle for just being neutral."
Victor took one of the pork sandwiches and bit off a large chunk of it. Let him make something of what he had said. Honestly, what happened to diplomacy?
"She looks like she's getting a bad headache. Not that it's any of my business." Victor thought as he ate.
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Post by Alkaiser on Aug 10, 2007 4:26:49 GMT 1
"Do I know you?" the girl snarled at Steve, rejecting his subtle help in the process. "No, you don't. From what I can tell you don't want to, either. Good news though, I just figured out that I don't wanna know you either." Steve snapped back. He could understand the desire to be left alone, but attacking someone who was trying to assist was just bad practice. Alkaiser couldn't help but feel bad for the girl, who obviously did not posess a vocabulary with the word 'friend' in it. Still, he knew when he wasn't wanted, so Barzahd promptly stood up. "Sorry to have bothered you miss, I hope you enjoy your lunch, despite the fact that it isn't the hearty meal of dead babies that you're used to."Moving onward, Steve went to sit down next to the boy that he had previously antagonized. Having been scorned just the same, he could now relate to the older guy a bit more. After all, he did explain himself and he sounded to have just as honorable of intentions as Alkaiser did. "Hey, sorry about before. I mistook her for someone else. I'm Steve. Wanna start over?" Alkaiser didn't really expect to be forgiven. "Worst case scenario: I end up with two new people hating me. I can live with that." He thinks to himself as he once again tears into his food. (OOC: Wow...your character really is tough to deal with. I predict a long string of short threads for you, Emily. Good luck )
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Post by Kyousuke on Aug 10, 2007 4:56:44 GMT 1
"Steven, you have quite the bad temperament," Kyousuke would mutter from behind him, giving him a sharp look from above before he continued. "This one is at least intelligent enough to keep herself from trouble. At least try to control yourself, you sound like a child." He would continue to look at Steve critically, examining him carefully to keep accuracy in his assumptions, with the intent of verifying Steves' intelligence. Or perhaps merely his maturity. It was not hard to see she had too much of a temperament, but it was still not his place to lose his patience quite that easily.
OOC: Consider the above on your way to sitting down, if you don't mind.
"I acknowledge faults or shortcomings in my actions this morning. I merely saw a threat and saw to separate you from it." Kyousuke's tone would hold the quality of being open and truthful, but perhaps a bit too straight forward for this girls tastes. He would take a moment to notice the look of weakness in her facial features, as well as a faintly contorted facial expression he would normally associate with pain. However, given her personality, it was most likely just her distaste of his presence.
OOC: Let's see how my shot at it goes. Kyousuke is more determined than anyone else so far apparently.
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Post by victor on Aug 10, 2007 20:56:57 GMT 1
Victor suppressed a smirk at Steve's words to the girl. This was nothing but a prime example of what happens when one didn't use diplomacy. The girl wasn't very pleasant, but he didn't really care anymore. If she wanted to be like that, that was her business.
Steve spoke again to her and Victor came close to laughing, but quickly suppressed it. It wasn't often he heard insults like that. They both certainly had a way with words.
"Hey, sorry about before. I mistook her for someone else. I'm Steve. Wanna start over?"
Victor offered a brief, but friendly smirk. He felt fairly stable at the moment, and this boy clearly meant no harm. Why not give him another chance?
"Nice to meet you Steve." Victor said. "My name's Victor. I'm just a random guy trying to survive in this place."
Victor craned his neck around and saw Kyousuke try to talk to the girl. He wouldn't say anything. He'd just let it play out. Kyousuke and the girl were both of the same descent, so maybe he would have at least a little more luck then he and Steve had. He'd just have to see.
Turning back to Steve, Victor said, "So tell me a bit about yourself. Are you from here or are you one of the Varron transfers? You tell me about yourself, and I'll tell you some information about me. Fair trade, right?"
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Post by chiaki on Aug 10, 2007 21:07:45 GMT 1
The pain was intolerable. My head was ablaze, I couldn't even speak a word without causing myself harm. This was stupid, I had absolutely no idea why this was happening. Headaches like this once never came into my life until now. What is going on? Depression from the past? No, I've gotten over it long ago. I couldn't handle much more, nor could I say anything. I don't need anyone I'm sure it would pass.
I recognized the guy that just sat next to me. It must have been the student from this morning. Oh this day is really getting worse. As my mind thought of what to say my headache just got worse.
"I acknowledge faults or shortcomings in my actions this morning. I merely saw a threat and saw to separate you from it."
"No ju-" was all I could muster up before the pain returned. I wish I knew how to stop it. Now the pain was at the back of my head. I grabbed the back hopping that it would just stop!
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Post by Kyousuke on Aug 10, 2007 22:52:09 GMT 1
Kyousuke had waited for her reaction, still observing the feelings expressed on her face. He was now fairly convinced that she was in pain. If the fact she couldn't finish a sentence was enough information for him to gather she had a tension headache, the position of her hand was. "We'll then, constituted reasonable evidence for a tension induced discomfort presently," he took pause and rethought his words. "You look like you have a headache. Do you want to be guided to the nurse?" Kyousuke gauged his tone carefully, making it soft enough to sound open and genuine as well as show he wasn't put off by her current disposition.
OOC: Posting order is dieing everywhere, I swear...
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Post by chiaki on Aug 11, 2007 1:40:00 GMT 1
I heard or at least thought someone ask if I needed help. Did I really need help? I just couldn't seem to figure anything out. My head was still in pain. What am I to do? Should I accept help? The questions didn't make me feel any better.
I shifted uncomfortably on my seat. My limbs started to tighten. I turned to face the guy from morning. I couldn't do anything else.
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Post by Kyousuke on Aug 11, 2007 2:18:12 GMT 1
Kyousuke raised a brow slightly as confusion fell over the girls features. "Kiwotsukete," he muttered the thought aloud as he reached out a hand to her, standing just behind her to the left. "Sendatsu." His hand would stay there in that offer, if she didn't take it physically he would still assume if she stood up that she needed to be guided.
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Post by chiaki on Aug 11, 2007 2:37:49 GMT 1
I saw the guy put his hand out. Is he trying to help me? It seems I had no choice. I attempted to get up, but I just weren't able to. All the this thinking was such a pain. Its either the pain goes away or it will continue. I took his hand, I just wanted to get it all over with.
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Post by Kyousuke on Aug 11, 2007 20:34:54 GMT 1
Kyousuke gripped the hand and without pause carefully pulled her up off the lunch table bench. He hadn't expected her to accept, but all the same he wouldn't deny her the help he had offered. "Kiwotsukete." He muttered the word quietly, using a soothing tone he normally reserved for Yumiko, as this girl seemed to be fairly young as well. Which was likely part of why he could stand her attitude where others obviously couldn't. "Just another relaxing walk with a hormonally grouchy girl." He thought as he placed his elbow against her side. "Use it for support if you're off balance." If she needed the aid or not it was offered, and he would begin to guide them through the lunch room.
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Post by chiaki on Aug 12, 2007 4:22:29 GMT 1
I felt week and it took so much energy to move. My muscles were stiff, and joints cramped. One part of me was angry at the situation. How did this happen in the first place? Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. I looked up at the guy and frowned. Just because he was helping me, I can't truly trust him. I couldn't trust anyone and I knew the consequences of loyalty, trust. All of those ended up the same way, disappointment .I shook my head, took his help with the arms and walked on.
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Post by Kyousuke on Aug 12, 2007 5:36:10 GMT 1
Kyousuke put strength into his arm as she began to rely on it, and lead her through the crowd. It wasn't much of an eventful walk, the area was crowded, but everyone seemed to be too preoccupied with conspiring or actually eating during lunch to notice two students trying to leave the lunch room early.
At the nurses station is where Kyousuke's patience was truly tested. The girl had been fairly quiet, but the nurse. Well, seeing him helping in a girl, she immediately walked up and smacked him in the forehead with her fingers. "Doushite, kangofu?" He grunted immediately, and then swayed back to avoid the second attempt to reprimand him. "What are you doing? Your going to scare your patient."
[Female Nurse: "Don't you dare tell me you did something to her! The last one you brought in I had to deal with myself," the nurse paused, and looked her over, noting that she had no external injuries. "Why did you even bring her?"
"I had guessed a tension headache," Kyousuke wasted no time in looking to the side when he caught the reprimanding look from the nurse. "Not that I am in the medical field."
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Post by chiaki on Aug 12, 2007 19:04:30 GMT 1
The nurse was kind enough to help me out. Yet I kept my mouth shut just to be safe. She asked if the guy did anything to me. I wanted to say yes, but that would be fairly wrong.
"No, I think I had a bad headache madam." I said with a respectful tone. "I'm still having it, but I think it got better."
It was true that the headache was still there, but the assault didn't light up. I stared onto the guy's face, wondering why would he help me. I knew I had a confused look in my face, but I just couldn't help it. I had just shut up and hoped for the best outcome of the situation.
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