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Post by Seven on Oct 14, 2008 15:56:36 GMT -5
Mikah turned to look over, then tugged on Jonas's shirt, making him look over, and Orion looked over without any tugging/motivation. It was sort of cute, like watching dominos fall.
"Actually, we're new here too--and thus lacking any sense of direction around this place," Mikah says, while the other two just smile.
"Sorry, I didn't catch your names, I'm Orian."
"Jonas, nice to meet you."
"That leaves me, I'm Mikah. We forgive you in advance once you start confusing us."
"Which will probably be any second now," Jonas adds in.
"That's not true--we have to give them a chance!" Mikah snaps playfully at him.
"I think they'll manage--two intelligent looking girls like them will probably have no problem!" Orian says, trying to compliment them already.
"Stop being a suck up!" Mikah and Jonas each pull on one of his ears, grinning widely.
"Ahh--stop that! That's not funny--let go!" Orion starts flailing, dropping all his books. Orian tries to push the two others away by kicking Jonas and punching at Mikah. It just looks ridiculously comical.
Mikah lets go of the ear. "Oh yes, don't mind us. This is quite normal," Mikah says smiling calmly, like he wasn't dodging a punch here or there. Frustrated, Orian settles for making mocking faces of Mikah while he's talking.
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Post by Rojo on Oct 14, 2008 16:00:01 GMT -5
The boy with the black clothes walked into the school through a shiny blue door with large glass panes in it to look out. He moved through the school quickly, coming into a large hall. There were pillars supporting the roof, and it was mostly empty, apart from a few girls huddled next to a magnificent trophy case. They giggled as he walked past, and he caught a few snippets of conversation.
"He's well fit..."
"See how tight his ass looks in those jeans?"
"He has the cheekbones of a god!"
The boy smiled. He couldn't be much older then 16 or 17, and he shook his hair, as if ridding it of water. The girls squealed at this, and his smile turned into a grin of immaculate white teeth.
He paused by another trophy case a little closer to the doors which opened to the courtyard where the gates were. It was the sports case. There was a golden stattuete of a muscled man sprinting on a small black marble square. Underneath it was the name: Morgan Fivero was etched into the plaque, with 100m and 2005 written underneath.
Morgan made his way towards th front gate. He had heard new people were arriving.
((Morgan is well-known around school, so other long-time goers will no doubt recognise him))
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Post by Pan on Oct 14, 2008 16:18:46 GMT -5
Ana stares at the boy and blinks slowly. "And I thought my sisters where bad..." she looks past them to see the new girls. "Why hello there laieds! I'm Ana and i will be happy to show you all around the school! I know it quite well by now." she grins as she tuges at the cross around her neck. "But we still have a good houre befor class stars so lets get to know each other!" She motion over to where a line of tress are. "Over there is a grate spot to sit and talk or we could go some where elce."
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Post by Ander on Oct 14, 2008 16:53:59 GMT -5
A young girl, no older than a freshman, 14 or 15 walks through the doors, she is very gorgeous with her darker skin tone, she almost has an Italian skin color, with shocking blue eyes, and long jet black hair that fell in waves to her lower back. She has an air of power around her, but her eyes are wide and kind. She looks around, almost un-sure of herself, but decides to walk up to the group with Ana and all of them, "Hello, I'm Rune... Nice to meet you." She bows politely to the group with a smile on her face.
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Post by Rojo on Oct 14, 2008 17:05:48 GMT -5
Morgan peers at the little group a little ways off, his hands in his pockets. He takes in their features, and then starts to walk towards the gate. He passes the group, turning his head to grin at them as he passes, then jump onto the school gate and sit on it, waiting for someone. ((Anybody willing to RP a friend?  )) |
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Post by Ander on Oct 14, 2008 17:09:33 GMT -5
Run stares at the boy that walked by with a weird look in her eyes, and she kinda blushes.
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Post by Seven on Oct 14, 2008 17:29:19 GMT -5
((Sorry Pan! I'll try not to go so fast. Btw, so far, it seems two lines of rp have broken out: One with the group of Ana, the kitties, and everyone else who is randomly approaching them, and the other with Morgan and who ever joins him. (Maybe we can have a battle of the groups later on, lol?) Anyways....yeah....just hit me if I post too much.  )) The red head watches as Morgan passes, grinning softly and then tucking his book away. He rises slowly, calmly, pausing for a moment. Then, he suddenly dashes forward to the man, making a flying leap at him and glomp tackling him. "MoRgAn!!~~~" he calls uber hyperly in a high intonation and giving the poor kid a nearly suffocating hug. "How are you doing buddy, old chap, ole' pal? You never call me!" he ends indignantly. Virid was a strange one, his appearance deceiving in every way. Through and through, he looked (and sounded) more like a flat-chested girl with his long hair and soft facial structure. He seemed like the type to be quiet, studious, and formal (it didn't help that he dressed formally all the time either), but he usually was silly and loud. Virid grinned widely, holding Morgan like he might give him a noogie any second. "I see Mr. Track-Champion is still the school's number one source of eye-candy for young, teenage girls. No wonder you don't call me." Meanwhile~ Orian blinked. "Wow, people just keep popping out of nowhere." He looked over, noticing his two brothers already leaving with Ana. "Huh, wha---HEY WAIT FOR ME!" he chases after them. "You're too slow Orian!" the two say in a sing-song tone in unison. |
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Post by Ander on Oct 14, 2008 17:32:18 GMT -5
Rune flinches that the people the boys ignored her, instead she goes to Morgan. "Hi I'm Rune, nice to meet you." she bows politely.
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Post by Pan on Oct 14, 2008 17:49:14 GMT -5
ana stops as she hear the name of her track rivel. She terns slowly to look up at Morgan. "Well look who is hanging around and I thought I wasn't going to see you today." She puts on a face that could scare the soul right out of ya. But that doesn't last long and she runns back to him and take a flying lep and glomps Morgan as well. "MORGAN MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE!!! YOU NEVER CALL ME!" she stops to think for a moment. "Wait I have no phone...Father doesn't let me or sisters have a phone..." It was comen knolage that Ana calles Morgen her one and only love because he is the only one to beat her in a foot race. Ana lets go of him and looks down at the girls and boys, "Well it looks like we can stay here a bit. I haven't seen Morgan all summer and you guys should get to know him." She grins showing her over larg fangs at the group. "I have a good feling about school this year."
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Post by Ander on Oct 14, 2008 17:51:57 GMT -5
Rune is still being ignored... she has a sad face on her face and she begins walking away
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Post by Pan on Oct 14, 2008 18:08:13 GMT -5
Ana stops the sad looking girl. "Oh my god I'm so sorry i didn't see you there!" She jumps off the gate and runs over to the girl gently grabing her shoulder. "Pleace don't walk away miss. I have a bad habit of not seeing new people right away...what was your name again?" She gives her a worm and loveing smile.
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Post by Ander on Oct 14, 2008 21:37:20 GMT -5
Rune smiles lightly and bows her head, "Hello I am Rune, pleased to meet you." she bows respectfully to Ana, "What's your name?" She cocks her head, her hair framing her face perfectly, the dark curl/wave making her have a goddess type look, almost angelic. ((BAHAHAHAHA.... ok im done XD)
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Post by Seven on Oct 14, 2008 21:43:37 GMT -5
Virid mock-glares at Ana. "How dare you!" he yells in a fake indignant tone. "MORGAN IS MINE! I CLAIMED HIM FIRST!" Virid childishly sticks out his tongue, making faces at her. He then turns to all the other freshman.
"And no, I'm not another track star" he rolls his eyes at this. Actually, Virid was a terrilbe athlete, and despised by all his teachers. He slept through classes, never turned in homework, talked loudly, and was ready to argue any point at any time (whether or not his was actually supporting the point he was arguing in favor for was always only a trivial matter that never concerned him.) And yet, amazingly, Virid somehow always managed to get perfect A's. Virid was infamous for his record high scores on exams. No one is really sure how. Even his teachers have always refused to comment on the subject.
The boys turn away from this little comedy skit when they see Ana go chase after someone. Oops. They follow her in pursuit of the girl. They hadn't meant to ignore her (or anyone, as this was their first day).
"Sorry about that as well--we didn't mean to ignore you, but suddenly a big influx of people showed up and--" Jonas begins...then slows at the ending. He then pauses, the points to Orian accusingly, "IT'S ORIAN'S FAULT!"
"WHAT! YOU GUYS didn't exactly run over to greet her either! You big jerk! Don't go pointing the finger at me!" He gets the look of an angry cat with it's back arched.
"You were rude first!"
"You didn't help!"
"yah?"
"YAH!"
"Yah--" A mini cat fight brakes out--hair pulling, ear tweaking, face grabbing. You can swear to god you hear the stereotypical "MREOW!" sound somewhere in it.
"Hum, interesting lot of freshman we have, no, Morgan?" Virid nods to himself, watching the two of the triplets go at it.
Mikah manages to weasel around them, joining Ana. "Hi, sorry about my brothers. I'm Mikah--you said you were Rune...right?"
Mikah was smiling dreamily when suddenly a shoe collided with the back of his head. Hard--a large bump emerging from it. A small vein begins to twitch. "THAT'S IT! I'M COMING OVER THERE!" he rolls up his sleeves. Jonas and Orian freeze in mid-frame with dumb looks on there faces, then point to the other. Both of them are missing their left shoes.
"Well Jonas?"
"Yes Orian?"
"Think it's a good time to practice our wall-scaling technique."
"Indeed, a splendid idea. Let's start---" Mikah was flaming in the background. "--Now." Jonas said definately, and both boys make a break for the wall Morgan was sitting on top of, clawing for the top. Mikah leaps after them, grabbing them by tails that had not been previously visible. Both give a "mreow!" or startlement and pain and their eyes tear up.
A moment later, both Orian and Jonas were kneeled before Rune, muttering teary-eyed apologizes as Mikah stood behind them like a dictator, arms crossed and tapping his foot impatiently.
"We're sorry for the mess..." they cooed, as if somehow everything had been their faults.
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Post by Ander on Oct 14, 2008 21:56:59 GMT -5
Rune just stares in confusion at the scene...
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Post by Rojo on Oct 15, 2008 1:09:20 GMT -5
Morgan is suddenly flooded by people. After everyone has finished assaulting him, he stands up to see his friend, Virid standing there, that oh-so-crazy look on his face.
The athlete smiles. The other boy always confused him in how he got such high marks yet never did any work. He never worried about anything, or so it seemed to Morgan.
"Yeah...I always get nosy around new arrival's time...we get some weird people in here...not in a bad way, of course, but I mean we certainly have a 'multi-cultural' micro-economy here..."
Morgan frowned at Virid.
"Hey, did you do your summer project?"
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