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Post by vamperious on Jun 7, 2012 11:21:03 GMT -5
"Eh eventually, It can wait... I'm acing the class anyhow. Akane Rosette. Its a pleasure to meet you Colton." She said with a smile, she knew Ena was watching them and she hated it, she knew he was a bit off in the head but both of her present mind sets were that He encouraged Cherebum to be an ass and embarrassed her so she wanted a bit of revenge. This was more than perfect. "What class you headed off too now?" She asked in her usual tone, she didn't' feel like heading to class yet either, but she knew Ena had her things so she would have to put up with him after this why not prolong that occurrence from happening.
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Post by kimcora on Jun 7, 2012 12:49:22 GMT -5
Colton noticed a slight change in her mood when she mentioned her class. It must be with the person that pissed her off perhaps. But anyways...Akane huh? Interesting. "Like wise." He said to her comment of it being a pleasure, though he wasn't sure exactly why that comment would have come out of his mouth. No greeting was ever really much of anything after all. "It's Math. But I'd rather spend another hour out by that track than put up with that class." He did have one of the top scores in that class but he prefered to skip it when he could. He found himself talking more than usual here though, perhaps to miss the class more. At least this way the school officer couldnt assume he was up to some deviant act.
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Post by vamperious on Jun 7, 2012 19:53:25 GMT -5
"Well I'm a hall monitor, so we can hang for a bit if you want? You see pretty cool." She said in a positive voice . She sent a glare at the window just before they went under the walking balcony cover, instantly adding shade. She observed him, his red eyes interesting. Ena saw the glare and his lips pursed and his eyes twitched as he got pissed, she knew it was him and she was mad at him.
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Post by kimcora on Jun 8, 2012 11:33:57 GMT -5
Hall monitor? He wasn't expecting that one. Then again she was very different than what most would assume of her. Especially since he caught that glare of her's that she sent up to the window. Poor person that was on the recieving end of it. "Sure, sounds good to me. Got any ideas of what to do?" He said since there wasn't much you could do in this school.
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Post by vamperious on Jun 8, 2012 12:30:08 GMT -5
He smiled at him," I don't know, this school is so boring..." she said with a smile. She played with a strand of her hair as she thought about things. "Well we could just walk around and be social, look at he art halls new art exhibition ?" she asked as he listed things out for them to do because she didn't wanna go face Ena.
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Post by kimcora on Jun 9, 2012 10:15:07 GMT -5
Colton gave his head a small shake from the idea of him actually walking around and being social. This girl must really want to avoid whoever pissed her off big time. "Sounds good. The walking and talking thing at least. The art kids are a bit too dramatic for me." He didn't especially like art, seeing as he couldn't figure out what the he k was going on in a lot of it. You were supposed to get some kind of feeling and purpose behind a painting, but he just couldn't find it. He returned from his thoughts and then thought for a moment that he might have offended her. "No offense if your an art kid." He said though she didn't appear to be.
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Post by vamperious on Jun 14, 2012 19:12:02 GMT -5
When he apologized for perhaps offending her she busted out laughing. "I'm not an art student, I'm a different kid of student. 'self defense' is the best term." She was still snickering at him as she tried to quell her laughing. It was odd hearing this billy bad ass apologize to her, she had hear so many bad rumors about him and always fighting and being rude but he seemed pretty nice to her. "So, I'm guessing you hate the gossip mongers? Like the common dislike of the art junkies?" She asked him in a teasing voice but she was serious about it, trying to see if he was a publicity junkie.
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Post by kimcora on Jun 14, 2012 22:53:15 GMT -5
Colton gave a bit of a flinch when she suddenly laughed out like she did. It surprised him, but in a way it made him more confused than not. She said she wasn't an art kid, a relief but also a kind of explanation for her sudden outburst. Colton did think her response was interesting though about the self defense. It wasnt a common response for most girls. "Self defense? Well, thats different." he said before answering her joking comment about his previous mention of the art kids."Depends on what you mean by hate. I have a healthy ammount of dislike for everyone, some more than others sure, but gossip is something that can have its benefits." He said before he shrugged. "After all, gossip got me out of detention a couple times because of some kind of reputation I have." He said, knowing perfectly well the teacher in charge of detention was nervous about dealing with him because most the rumors were true, while others were used to get him into the places he wanted to be for his part time job with the police. He gave him a slight look of curiosity. "And you? Is 'self defense' a cover or an actual threat?" He said though he was t quite sure if the girl would bluff about something like that.
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Post by vamperious on Jun 14, 2012 23:38:40 GMT -5
She looked at him from the side of her eye," I am not joking about knowing how to defend my self and my aim is more than true." She said in a serious voice," As for the gossipers I have no love at all for them, It gets me no where good, or any higher than I already am so whats its purpose but to corrupt or destroy what some one has built?" Her voice had dropped its joking edge and was normal almost serious now, she had never been questioned on weather she could defend herself or ever was taken like she was a joke of sorts.She didn't think she liked that, but she was willing to put up with it for now.
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Post by kimcora on Aug 19, 2012 20:39:04 GMT -5
Colton gave her a slight raise of his brow. So she didn't like people poking into her business about self defense. 'Touchy...' He smirked though he gave her the benifit of the doubt with her tone. She was being honest after all. "Cool, it's good to know how to defend yourself." He said though about the gossipers tearing down what people built he gave a small shrug. "I guess it depends if you even care to listen to them. Everyone can make their own opinion, no one said you had to agree." He said before gesturing to the hall infront of them. "I think the art stuff is down there...if I haven't offended you too much already and you still want to have a look." ~~~ Kim was working on her binder, sketching out a really interesting scene on its cover. It was full of flowers and intracte patterns of all colors. Micha hung back, his wings fluffed in slight annoyance. Kim was suposed to be paying attention to her class, not coloring. Not to mention he was trapped up in a cramped room forced to listen to this human non sense of history. It's horrid how they believed they rose from the ashes of prehistory and made something of themselves. As if they didn't have some kind of guidance. Micha felt a small breeze filter through the open window, ruffling his feathers lightly. He could feel it deep down within him..it looked like the winds were changing...
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Post by vamperious on Aug 19, 2012 21:06:04 GMT -5
She smirked,"Oh course, You haven't offended me nearly enough yet... Lets go this way." She turned down the hall and went along the wall looking at the projects here and there. Some were odd but she stopped at one near the front of the hall in the garden out side. It was a rather large angle looking anguished. Its wings on the ground and it had a dagger in its hand. She frowned as she looked at it, they messed up how the wings were, she didn't like that for some reason.
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Post by kimcora on Aug 19, 2012 21:37:13 GMT -5
Colton wasn't one for art, as he previously said. He'd never been artistic and din't have much of a care for colors or menaings in paintings or anything. He walked past a few of the mediocre art works till he saw the one of the angel. His eyes narrowed a bit and he tilted his head slightly to the side at the peice. Well this was pretty angsty...but something about it...he shook off the feeling and looked to Akane. "Someone was having a bad day." He said before he glanced over and saw a still life of a lamp on a coffee table. It was really realistic in it's features, however it was unmoving and uneventful. "But it's better than lamp boy over here."
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Post by vamperious on Aug 19, 2012 21:59:37 GMT -5
She nodded a bit in agreement however her frown didn't waver," But they messed up so many details, there are so many flaws making it very impractical...I hate it." She turned away from it and walked back down the hallways, that was really the only reason she had even considered coming down the hallway to look at the art in the first place. The angel piece was a a terrible let down for some reason. She wanted to show it to Ena but she wouldn't even mention it now. Mad at herself for having slightly high expectations she sighed,"Well, this is where we part, we waited all class and I'm off to gym. see ya." She skipped off to class, changing before the bell rang and met up with Kim outside of the changing room. "Hey, sorry I'm late."
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Post by kimcora on Aug 20, 2012 11:53:32 GMT -5
Kim pulled her leg behind her, stretching a little since she was told by Micah it was important to stretch before exercising. She was a bit worried because of Akane's outburst at lunch due to the random man that had shown up. Micah didn't seem to like the person much either but he wasn't vocal like Akane. Then again all the new people she met were different than Micah. It was stupid to compare them because well he was an angel but he was her only other friend. She heard Akane and looked over to her. "Hey, it's all good. You made it before we started anything." She said though she checked Akane for any sign of anger or even tears. She really did seem angry earlier.
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Post by vamperious on Aug 22, 2012 18:54:49 GMT -5
"Good, good. You seen Ena around?" She asked easily as she started her daily stretching with the rest of the class, who had all began doing it now. She was silent a bit as the coach explained the game for the day and frowned when they said cardio day, so they were going to be in the track room, running on the elliptical, the treadmills and the tread climbers... her least favorite class days. "Gross... I hate the work out room... the jocks leave it so gross. It smells like boy locker room." She giggled a bit at the end but followed as the class went into the hallway to go tot eh basement where the cardio room was.
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