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Post by Nicky Lee Young on Aug 12, 2008 1:31:54 GMT 1
It was the end of school and most students in Nicky's hall had already rushed off into the school yard or were out there on their way home. Nicky Lee was usually last to exit, mostly because she'd always have to wait to get to her locker because the two girls who owned the lockers beside her (on each side) liked to take up a lot of room. She didn't mind it too much, it's not like she had to be anywhere in a hurry, so she'd let them converse and would get her things once they'd leave. She would ask them to maybe give her room, but there was always an awkward feeling keeping her from doing that. She'd seen the movie "Mean Girls", and by the looks of them (and by the way they spoke), asking them anything would receive an eye-roll in return and some nasty comments.
At any rate, she'd gotten everything she wanted, mostly stacks of paper she stole from the art room, her DS, a pile of scattered games (Such as Harvest Moon, The World Ends With You and Dynsty Warriors) for the hand-held console and finally, a few things she'd need for homework. She'd probably end up not doing it, but at least she brought it home in case she decided to do it. Or if Leona would barge in and decide it was sister-bonding time (which meant doing homework together, usually).
Just before she could turn to leave, however, three boys would stop her.
["Whoa there, just a second."] the first one would say. Nicky would take a look at all three, and she easily recognized them as being more or less the same age as her. Maybe a year older, if anything.
She wouldn't say anything, but the boy was sure he'd gotten her attention and would get to his point. ["Are you one of those quintuplets who transfered this year?"]
Nicky didn't think there were more than one set of quintuplets, so she felt it safe to assume he was talking about her "batch". She'd simply give a nod before asking "Why?"
["That's her, she's the sister named Nicky Lee."] the second boy would say, taking a long look at her face. ["Yeah, kinda look similar."]
["Anyway, we're looking for your brother Malik. Know where he is? He owes us a few things."]
Right there she became uncomfortable. What had Malik done now? She didn't even want to think about it, because the list of why three muscular guys would be lookin' for him was way too long to think about. "No, I don't. I'm pretty sure he's already on his way home with his friends or one our sisters, though. Is he in some kind of trouble?"
["Damn it! He wimped out on us!"] The third boy would say with much frustration in his voice. Her eyes would slowly shift towards the first boy however, as he was looking at her a bit strangely. This made her even more uneasy, and what he said made it worse.
["Heheh, looks like we'll have to teach him a lesson by sending home his little sister with bruises. Don't move."]
"Wait what?!" Nicky would exclaim, only to be shoved into her locker door and punched on the side of the head. The blow sent her to the ground, and her hands came up to hold her aching head. Immediately after, she would feel a kick to her stomach by the third boy. She never immagined that being hit like this would hurt quite as much. The blow to the stomach had made her almost want to throw up, and the one to the head had messed her up a bit. Everything was woozy and the pain she felt made it hard for her to concentrate at all.
["Aww don't be such a girl"] the second boy would say, grabbing her by the hair and forcing her up. While she was a bit out of it, she had enough of her senses to think back at all the "self-defense" stuff she'd learned. She was highly incapable of figthing, that much was true, but she still had a few tricks up her sleeve. So, in order to gain a bit of control, Nicky would grab onto the guy's arm and hold on tightly. While he couldn't exactly control her as easily now, it didn't exactly get her out of danger. Instead, the boys laughed at her sad efforts.
"Let go of me!" she would yell. The boy holding her hair would jolt his hand forward and let go of her hair. Nicky's grip would slip from his arm then, and with the grace of a thousand elephants, would stagger back and find her balance. Unfortunately, she'd find it by hitting into the first boy, who, would push her back at boy two who'd push her into boy three and then a game was made. It wasn't much fun for Nicky, as the pushes were pretty harsh (which hurt) and she'd be stumbling back and forth and side to side. The boys found that pretty funny.
'Damn it, it's times like these I wish I could pull some kind of Tony Jaa crap and beat all of them up.'
At this point, she just hoped they'd knock her unconcious and leave her there.
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Post by Kyukaku on Aug 12, 2008 1:48:19 GMT 1
Life for the School Captain wasn't too bad at the moment.
For the life of said School Captain, that was saying alot. When he wasn't being hunted down by numerous gangs and enemies of friends, or enemies of enemies, he was hunted down by serial killers, or on occasion hunted down by friends themselves. Lately, Hircine High had been in a state of harmony. In the past two weeks, Kyukaku hadn't seen or even heard of a single fight. Of course, a good deal of that had to do with most of the known trouble makers being in Paragon Institute, but still, it was odd.
Kyukaku stood at his locker, placing his books inside before replenishing his back pack with the next classes' materials. Engaging in small talk with the casual friend next to him, Kyukaku's attention gradually went past his friends shoulders, gazing down the hall. What he saw didn't please him one bit. Luckily, all he saw right now was only the pushing of the girl, and not the striking. Closing his locker, Kyukaku zipped up his back pack and started briskly walking in that direction.
As Nicky was being pushed around by the three boys, Kyukaku slid his backpack straps down to his right hand. Taking a casual spin, Kyukaku would throw his backpack directly at the head of the first boy, cracking him in the side of the face with the bag of books just as Nicky was pushed his way. With nothing to push back, Nicky would likely be falling, which luckily for her, she would find herself grabbed at the shoulders by Kyukaku who would spin her back to slow her momentum to where she could stand up balanced yet again.
The snowball girl...?
Kyukaku glanced at Nicky for a moment before turning to the other two boys. Shaking his head with a dissapointed half-smile Kyu sighed before speaking up.
"No means no, guys. Haven't you heard? Picking on girls, no, picking on girls who are outnumbered isn't really a way of showing manliness."
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Post by Nicky Lee Young on Aug 12, 2008 8:13:44 GMT 1
She was a bit confused when all the pushing stopped and she'd been saved from her could-have-been nose-dive. It took a minute for her to compose herself, and it was only when her eyes trailed off the fallen body of the first boy that she snapped out of her woozyness and her head shot towards the one who had saved her, apparently.
Kyukaku's attention had turned to Nicky's attackers, but she'd taken an extra second to make sure she was looking at who she figured she was looking at. 'C'est le gars que j'attaque'!' she thought with wide eyes. To avoid staring like an idiot, though, Nicky would turn around and look at the three boys who'd roughed her up. One of them was helping the other stand straight while the other stood at their left.
["This has nothing to do with you, man."] the second boy would say, only to be elbowed in the side by the third boy (who was holding the first boy up). ["Do you even know who that is??"]
["No, and I don't care."]
The third boy would whisper something to him, and the second boy's eyes would widen. ["What? Captain?"] He'd receive a nod from his friend before turning to look at Kyukaku and huff. ["I could take him."]
["Pff whatever dude, I'm gettin' outta here."]
At this point, Nicky's head would turn towards Kyu, a bit confused as she asked, "Uh...Captain?" She wasn't exactly sure what that meant. Captain of what?
Regardless, it would seem they would decide to leave, but not without giving Nicky one last message. ["You tell Malik that he better watch out."]
She felt a sinking feeling in her gut. While it was technically Malik's fault that she had been in this situation, she knew he hadn't intended for this to happen. If this is was they did to girls, she wondered what kind of beating her "twin" brother would get. It made her worry a little, but she figured if she warned him, he'd stick with his pals wherever he went and he'd be kinda safe.
"CRISS DE MERDE!" She'd yell suddenly, bringing her hands up to her face as she spun in a circle. It was an odd ritual she'd preform to relieve stress (and swearing it French always seemed so much more satisfying). She did however seem to pick up a different attitude immediately after, even managing a sheepish smile towards her "Hero" (which she felt was a better way to show her gratitude rather than frowning).
"Hey, thanks...um...Captain." she said rather awkwardly as she brought up a hand to her head, the other to her stomach, then gave a pained wince. "I guess not all guys follow the "don't hit girls" motto or whatsits."
After a moment, she'd finally taken note of his build, which made a thought pop into her mind. It had a lot to do with everything she'd been told in the school she attended when she first moved to San Fran. "So, do you happen to be one of the Kung-Fu kids at this school?"
To add a bit of her typical sillyness, she brought her hands up like claws and lifted one of her legs in a truly weird looking stance. And if that wasn't sad enough, she'd give a bit of an "ooowaaaaah~" sound, just as a Piece de Resistance.
{{**Translation for French: It's the guy I attacked!**}}
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Aug 12, 2008 19:14:55 GMT 1
Post by Kyukaku on Aug 12, 2008 19:14:55 GMT 1
Kyukaku smirked at the first statement spoken to him, already preparing to explain that it indeed WAS his business. Before he could, one of the other guys must have explained the situation to him, for he quickly changed his mind. When Nicky turned and asked him a question, Kyukaku briefly nodded at her, assuming it was a yes or no question and therefore not delivering the explanation she wanted. At the huff and retreat, Kyu found his smirk forming all the way into a smile as he watched the three boys leave the area.
What idiots...
As they left, the three students left Nicky with a final warning, though one that outsretched to another person. The name sounded familiar. If memory served him right, Malik was a friend or something to Nicky, as she had blamed their last incident on some Malik, saying it was all his idea. There was a sudden shriek of a foreign language, causing Kyukaku to snap his eyes wide open as he shockingly turned towards the girl in emanated from.
"No, they certainly don't." Kyukaku agreed, giving a slight nod accompanied with a frown.
Next, would come the strangest thing Kyukaku had seen in a good while. It wasn't a killer, it wasn't a twist of school conflicts, no, it was a girl. The strangest girl Kyu had ever met. She seemed to be trying to do crane and tiger stance at the same time, even adding sound effects to add to the overall effect. It took a moment to respond. For a good few seconds Kyukaku could do nothing but stare at her blank faced, unsure of how to react. Finally, Kyukaku let out a short chuckled exhale before shakking his head with a smile and answering.
"I've studied some. I'm more of a karate kid, though. Please don't tell me you tried to defend yourself with...whatever it is you're doing right now."
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Aug 13, 2008 23:39:37 GMT 1
Post by Nicky Lee Young on Aug 13, 2008 23:39:37 GMT 1
Nicky Lee's eyes would study his expression as she did...whatever the heck she was doing. His blank stare said a lot, and Nicky felt pleased with the reaction. She wasn't too sure why, but it was an accomplishment. It only got better when Kyukaku would smile and laugh. Most people by this time would back away slowly, make up some excuse like "I need to feed my cat" and rush off. Fortunately, he was one of the few who probably wasn't as weirded out by Nicky's...umm....quirkyness.
Her interest really sparked as he'd answer her 'Kung Fu' question. Studied Some? Karate Kid? That made her remember that winter she and her cousin took Karate. It hadn't been as great as she thought it'd be, but she figured that her small town probably wouldn't have great teachers, either. She'd lose her balance then, at the point where he'd poke fun at her pose. She wasn't too sure why, but it had ruined her concentration and she found herself hopping to to the side in a sad attempt to regan her balance before planting her foot on the ground. "Hey! What's wrong with my pose?" she'd ask, sticking out her tongue. What wasn't wrong with her pose, more like.
"While I didn't, I betcha if I did I would have scared them off faster than you did."
Or maybe they would have laughed themselves to death, whatever the reaction, she started regretting not doing it. It just felt like things would have gone better if she did. Humiliating or not. "But since you're such an expert, what should have I done, Mista Miyagi?"
Nicky Lee always liked watching martial-artsie stuff, and she felt that the 'conversation' had given her a great opportunity to sneakily get Kyukaku to give maybe a 'little' demonstration. And if that worked, she'd probably try and prod him to do other moves or tricks. Whatever she could get. Even if she wouldn't 'learn' anything, it would at least be entertaining to watch.
'Not that I wanna treat the guy like a circus animal, either...'
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Post by Kyukaku on Aug 16, 2008 6:16:03 GMT 1
Nicky began hopping on one foot to regain her balance, Kyukaku wondering how she managed to keep it that long. Raising a brow at her protest, Kyu gave her a look as if to say "you're joking, right?" Confusion quickly became defensiveness, however. Kyukaku couldn't help but crack another half-smile, though, briefly wondering if Nicky Lee even believed the words dribbling out her mouth.
"Is that so?" Kyukaku gave a brief flash of his teeth in a smile as he shook his head.
"Well, given what I've seen I'm under the impression you don't know how to defend yourself. Now, while this school isn't as bad as when I first got here, its certainly a good idea to learn some. Since you don't, I'd suggest you run away until you learn it. When you learn it, I still suggest that you run away."
(OOC: Sorry for taking so long and that its short, had a busy past few days.)
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Post by Nicky Lee Young on Aug 20, 2008 9:52:52 GMT 1
(S'okay. I'm a bit late in answering too. XP)
Nicky Lee had to admit that Captain's attitude towards her made her feel at ease. She guessed that when someone could laugh with you, you didn't feel like you needed to hide who you were. Not that she ever would, but she'd often try to 'tone down' her weirdness when she knew people were uncomfortable with it. Luckily this wasn't the case.
Kyukaku's response had left her a bit disappointed though. She had expected so much more than just run away. No 'go for the crotch' or anything. She supposed that perhaps if she didn't assume so much, she'd be more prepared for different answers. Regardless, she wasn't just gonna be content with that.
"Run away?" she'd parrot, raising a brow and frowning a bit. "I can't always run away, what am I supposed to do before I get to learn anything? I mean, what if I get pinned? Or blind-sided, y'know? That hit to the head messed me up pretty bad, next thing I knew I was in the situation you saved me from."
She'd cross her arms and sigh audibly. 'And where am I supposed to learn how to defend myself? Bleh.'
She'd suddenly give a flick with her head, her eyes widening as though she'd just realised something. Slowly, her lips would begin to curve into a smile and she'd look towards Kyukaku. Nicky wasn't sure if it had been a little creepy of her, but she hadn't meant it to look like that.
"Wait....How good did you say you were at this Karate stuff?"
There was something in her voice that seemed to suggest there was something more to her question than just mere curiousity. If Kyukaku was quick, he'd probably be able to figure out what she was hinting at. Otherwise, Nicky supposed she'd have to be more direct.
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Aug 20, 2008 23:28:28 GMT 1
Post by Kyukaku on Aug 20, 2008 23:28:28 GMT 1
If the majority of Kyukaku's friends weren't already graduates prior to the recent graduation, they were now. Not that there had been a lot of time for social interaction as it was. With Audrey's departure back to New York, Kyukaku found a lot more free time, though it was only to be filled up with the new year's responsibilities. It seemed like he was always occupied by training or counter-plotting against his enemies, all the while trying to maintain decent grades. There hadn't been much time to make friends this year, but Nicky Lee sure had been entertaining so far.
"Well, no, you can't." Kyukaku agreed with Nicky, exhaling softly before continuing.
"I still suggest that you learn how to defend yourself. While you can't always run away, that should be your strategy every time. Do what you need to get away; don't stand there and fight a 250 pound guy."
Nicky Lee seemed to ponder the idea (or completely space out for the moment, it was hard to tell), before her eyes shot back out at Kyu. It was then that she would pop the question. The question Kyukaku hated more than any question in the world. It was his belief that people should be humble. So what should his response be? No, I'm not good at Karate. Or perhaps, I'm mediocre. Could he speak his true thoughts without sounding arrogant? Well, I'm the best karate-ka I know of. Damn these putting you on the spot questions. Damn them to hell!
"I...well, good enough to be having this conversation right now. If you knew my life, you'd probably see it as an accomplishment too."
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Post by Nicky Lee Young on Aug 24, 2008 5:08:13 GMT 1
Good enough to be having this conversation? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Nicky would begin to ponder the phrase for a bit, as she always did when she didn't quite understand what a person was talking about. Half the time it was just her being a bit slow, or, not taking the phrase the right way. At present, she was wondering why him being good enough at Karate would have anything to do with having this conversation. Then suddenly, it would click in her mind, and she'd finally get what he was trying to say. Not completely, but enough to get the point. That's when her whole process with dealing with how slow she was would begin. She'd start telling herself how slow she was (mentally of course), laugh it off (in her mind still) and then pick something to blame it on. Sometimes it was because of her mom or her dad, but today, she decided to blame it on the fact she was French. For some reason, blaming it on that somehow made sense to her and she felt excused.
"Hahaha~ Honestly, you make it sound like you're in a constant "Never back down" movie."
She'd grin a bit, feeling that the thought was amusing, and never truly realising that perhaps she was closer to the truth than she thought. Not spot on, but close enough.
"Either that, or you're actually a super hero, saving this world from all your enemies."
This second part was mostly for what he'd said about 'if she knew his life, she'd see it as an accomplishement too'. Again, close, but not exactly. In fact, if she did know about everything Kyukaku had been through, she'd probably find it as unbelievable as him flying around with his underwear over his tights. Perhaps after staying at Hircine long enough, and discovering a bit more about how bad this school was before, she would understand. What she'd gone through today was nothing compared to what could have happened to her back when the 'wilder' students were about. She didn't really know that now, but perhaps in time she would discover it. For now, she was better off being mostly oblivious, because Nicky proabably wasn't quite ready to face this reality. When she would find out, no doubt she would panic.
"At any rate, I'm happy enough with that answer." she'd nod, letting her arms fall to her sides after uncrossing them. She figured he wouldn't have gotten what she was hinting at, or perhaps he was just playing it safe so he didn't go on assuming anything. Regardless, Nicky Lee figured she'd need to be a bit more direct with him. He was a boy afterall, and according to this book she read (A joke diary, actually) boys didn't understand what girls hint at. They need to be told in a direct manner. No "Oooohhh, I wish I had -insert what you want-" you had to say "Get me -insert what you want-" otherwise you weren't getting your point across. Or something like that. But random thoughts aside...
"Nicky Lee Young, pleasure to meet you, Cap'n-whosits-of-whatsits. If it wouldn't be any trouble, though....you think you could maybe teach me a few things? I mean you know..."
And she'd strike forward, hitting Kyukaku lightly on the chest with her open palm, saying: "The KAW -RAW-TAY things," then turn and punch to the side, where she smashed her fist into a locker. Nicky Lee hadn't quite thought she was that close, but apparently she was. She would proceed to squeak out an "ouch!", flicking her hand like a cat after you dip it's paw in water, then mutter some nasty French words. After grabbing her aching hand with her other one and literally 'squeezing' the pain out of it, she'd finally settle herself down. 'Gosh I didn't expect that. How embarassing...'
She'd smile sheepishly afterwards, both because she'd done...that...and feeling that such a request was a bit weird. 'Cause let's be honest, really, she hadn't known Kyukaku for that long. Oh and she didn't even know his name either. Regardless of that, she felt she had to at least try. From what he said, she needed to learn and he knew what he was doing. Also, Nicky doubted that her mom would want to spend any money on her learning how to ass-whoop. Both her mother and her mother's boyfriend were already paying for all the fancy shmancy activities her other siblings took part in, there was no way they'd wanna pay for that. 'Not that I ever ask them for anything. But I'm sure my mom would tell me that she'd rather I take art lessons instead. Or drama classes.'
"At least enough so that I can defend myself before I run away. It's not like I want you to turn me into Rocky, or to show me how to do five backflips in a single bound....I just need to know some basics that haven't been ripped off from my many hours playing Street fighter or Soul Calibur 3... Please? I swear, if I do something wrong you can yell at me all you want!"
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Aug 27, 2008 21:13:58 GMT 1
Post by Kyukaku on Aug 27, 2008 21:13:58 GMT 1
God, I hope my life isn't that cliche.
Kyukaku thought to himself as he grimaced in contrast to Nicky's grin. At the second statement, Kyukaku began to divert his eyes. Although she wasn't that far off in all honesty, to hear it put that way wasn't exactly free of embarassment. There wasn't exactly anything "super" about his life. To others it might seem dramatic, cliche, fascinating, or even romantic. To Kyukaku though, it was his life. He didn't get to hear it as stories, or read it in the panels of a comic book. Every drop of blood he bled, and ever scar he felt.
"Tyler, Kyukaku, handsome...your preference."
Kyukaku said, beginning to contemplate introducing himself with only one name, as it was starting to get a bit redundant. He offered his right hand for a handshake, watching with a puzzled look as Nicky's hand bypassed his own, striking him in the chest. His puzzled look grew into one of complete surprise as she turned and attacked a locker, hurting herself. Kyukaku smiled and began to shake his head, waiting for Nicky to get her jitters out. He watched Nicky throughtout all her quirky behaviors, getting lost gazing at her for a moment that it took him an extra moment to snap out before answering.
"Fine, fine. Might as well, right?" Kyukaku said more to himself than anything. As if he hadn't had enough "students" over the years with Drake, Victor, and Kyousuke.
"But I won't go easy on you cause you're a girl. If you really want to learn I'll teach, but that means you have to be commited. No quitting cause its hard."
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Post by Nicky Lee Young on Sept 1, 2008 2:09:38 GMT 1
Nicky had this awkward feeling when Kyukaku hadn't quite answered right away. She supposed he was thinking it over, but doing that was making her worry. What if he deemed her not worth the effort? She didn't think stalking down other people and asking them to teach her how to kick ass was a bright idea. First of all, it was a bit strange, second, she could run into unpleasant people, third, much too shy to just waltz up to people and ask such a thing.
["Fine, fine. Might as well, right?"]
Her jaw would drop and her eyes would widen. Not in the form of absolute shock, but enough to suggest a bit of an 'Oh my, really?' type of reaction. She'd let her smile swallow up her face and began to bring her arms up. Fortunately, she reminded herself that randomly throwing yourself at people to give them a hug could be perceived as creepy. At her old school, people were used to Nicky doing so, but she needed to remember that she wasn't there anymore. Instead, she'd slap her hands together, about to exclaim some random "Thank you" stuff but cut off by what Handsome had to add.
Her smile would slowly vanish and she'd seperate her hands to press them on her hips instead. Her brows would furrow and Nicky would lean forward, looking up at Kyukaku with a rather insulted expression.
"Who do you think I am?" she'd ask, straightening herself up.
Now that he told her she couldn't quit, as though he suspected she might (at least, that's what she figured), Nicky Lee was twice as determined not too, just to show him. It was a smart move on Handsome's part though, as Nicky was prone to just giving up when things got difficult. This was just the thing she needed to motivate herself.
But now she knew it wasn't going to be easy. Bummer.
"So it's settled then!" she'd nod, walking over to where she'd dropped her bookbag and picking it up. She didn't like leaving her things lying around. "Just two questions, Handsome. When does this start, and do I gotta call you anything during these sessions or lessons or whatsits?"
As it seemed, Nicky had taken Kyukaku's joke a tad more seriously. Tyler was too ordinary, Kyukaku had too many K's and everytime she'd think about it, it made her wanna say it 5 times in a row to see if she could manage to without messing up. As it were, she could only pull it off about 3 times before messing up and saying 'Kyeekookoo' instead. Sooo, Handsome would do for now until she got bored with it.
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Post by Kyukaku on Sept 3, 2008 5:41:44 GMT 1
Cute.
Kyukaku would end up smiling at Nicky's display, looking in complete contrast to his serious words on how the training would be. His smile would only fade to a smirk as Nicky processed his words and reacted. She took offense to it, but that was a good sign. Having some attitude meant she'd have some fire in her, and that mean that she would slug around. He gave a small shrug, offering little in terms of a sincere apology.
"Good. I expect nothing less from you now."
Kyukaku actually had to ponder the second of her questions. While he could have gone with any of the earlier names, excluding handsome, it may have been appropriate to go with Sensei, or Sifu. Thinking for a minute, Kyukaku shrugged before replying.
"I don't care what you call me, as long as you work your hardest. We start tomorrow, 3:15 in the gym. Wear athletic clothes."
Kyukaku gave her a nod, looking at her eyes as his words soaked in. Feeling he looked perhaps too long, he turned around and began to walk away, avoiding any inappropriate looks with his new students. He said all that needed to be said, and unless Nicky followed him with anymore questions, he'd let them both be on their way now, as he gave a small wave of the hand over his shoulder.
You just go over your last one, and we've seen how it can complicate things in your...line of work. Don't get involved. Don't get involved...
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Post by Nicky Lee Young on Sept 7, 2008 1:21:17 GMT 1
Didn't care? Well that was no fun. Nicky Lee would repeat the time in her mind, just for the sake of it, before beginning to contemplate the athletic clothes part. Did she own any of that? Well even if she didn't, a quick raid of her sisters' closets would probably do the trick. With that settled, Nicky had finally realized that her new teacher was still staring at her. Almost as though he'd realized she'd noticed, Kyukaku would turn away and walk off with an over-the-shoulder wave. Had he waited for her to make any move to acknowledge she understood? Like a "Right, 3:15, Gym! Got it!" or even just a simple nod? She'd shake the thoughts from her head, lifting her hand to wave back, though bit more awkwardly. This was mostly due to the fact that half-way through waving she realized Kyu wouldn't be able to see her anyway. After watching him walk away for a while, Nicky would turn around herself, skipping in the opposite direction. When she was a bit further down the hall, she'd swing her bag at a locker. "Alons, Malik, La côte est clair, tu peu sortir maintenant. [Come now, Malik, the coast is clear, you can come out now.]" The locker would open, and Malik would peer from side to side before struggling out and smiling sheepishly at his shorter sister. "T'était vraiment pour prendre les coups pour moi? [You were really going to take the beating for me?]" he'd ask with a bit of concern. The last thing he had wanted was for Nicky to get involved. "Tu ne pensait pas que j'était pour te "ratté" d'sus, hein? Sois pas un idiot, tu t'abus déjà assez, je ne pense pas que tu as de besoin des autres de te le faire pour toi. [You didn't think I'd rat you out, did you? Don't be such an idiot, you already abuse youself enough, I don't think you need others to do so for you.]" Malik would give her a nasty look as she joked about his "emo-ness". Nicky would simply return the look with a smile before she'd hook her arm to his and start leading him off on their way home. "En outre, même si j'ai eu un peu de blessures, j'ai pu rencontrer Tyler, merci à toi~! [Besides, even if I got a few booboos, I got to meet Tyler thanks to you~!]" "Oh oui, alors ton professeur est le Capitain D'École. Pretty neat. [Oh yeah, so your teacher is the School Captain. Pretty neat.]" There we go with the Captain speak, but at least she knew he was the "School Captain", whatever that meant, title-wise. "Capitain...D'école? [School...Captain?]" Malik would look at her with wide eyes, "Lee, Ils ont un Capitain D'école ici. Sort de sous ta roche de temps en temps. [They DO have a School Captain here, Lee. Get out from under that rock of yours once in a while.]" As they passed through the doors, she'd push herself against him so he would get squished on the door-frame. Malik would grunt a bit, but he was satisfied with his sister's reaction. "Hey! It's not my fault I don't know how this school works like, yet! Et après que j'apprendre à jeter un coup de poing, je vais commencer à pratiquer sur toi! [And after I learn how to throw a punch, I'm gonna start practicing on you!]" ~End of Thread~
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