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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 19, 2010 0:02:23 GMT -8
1. "Adam" 2. "Unfettered" 3. Donovan Green 4. Jayr Byrne 5. Elke Renzetti 6. David Blaze (OOC: Your Mother.....) 7. Daniel Heart 8. Gilgamesh 9. Olivia Green 10. Riley Dalton
First Day of class, exciting one would think though there were a great many more words under those qualifications in the mind of young Gabriel Seran. You see for those of you who hadn't gotten teh chance to meet Gabriel Seran he was known by a great many to be an asshole. A sadistic asshole many would claim enough so that whatever came out of his amazingly perfect lips was instantaneously suggested as "Manipulative Nonsense bent on ruining your lives to further his own ambition." Now you see where one could go wrong here, look at how that insult threw in so many factors that it just about didn't make sense. That was exactly his motivation to become a teacher. To manipulate the youth towards his own secret agenda. Like an Asshole.
Now a Beautiful Monday morning following a rather dismal night however seeing as how his soon to be sister in law went off searching for the madman that'd ruined her life and was returned to his household by his would be students Gabriel was less than amused. Buttoned up in the finest Armani money could buy, because he had that much lying around.
Walking ambitiously towards his room, #328 to be precise, Gabriel Seran would flip through his roll sheet finding himself both giddy with excitement and secretly laughing to himself at the great irony of the situation he was in.
2. Jonathan Winters, better known as "Unfettered" ex-leader of Gabriel's first gang here and quite possibly the first respectable mentor Gabriel had. A single admirable fight they had and not even to the fullest and how Gabriel had understood how far behind he was with tact. He hungered for a second showing of this knowing all too personally that he was to succeed. Then of course there was the Super-Seniority, merely pushed back to the dark corridors of the closet and Gabriel sought bringing that to fire when need be.
3. Donavon Green, Brother in law, also a trouble maker to no end so Gabriel saw. Not the kind of trouble Gabriel was accustomed to but rather an angst teen generation that could only be put to sleep through music, though the music of MCR only brought out further acts of defiance. Like Makeup.
4. Jayr Byrne, His own little Eclipse Dragon, the oddities of seeing her here. But it was to be expected seeing the draw of momentum. He'd set her on the path but it was hers to finish. Perhaps a little jab here and there to complete his final ultimatum.
6. David Blaze. LOL. God he knew all too well that the class was made now after reading his name off the list, he was going to enjoy himself all too much as the thought of Bastille's pesterings came to mind not to mention their long time rivalry Gabriel had always sought to end but then again always found personal growth out of loosing. It was only a loss if you accepted that fate. Gabriel saw room to grow and did so, sporadically.
7. Gilgamesh, Old friend, but how might the times have changed? He was the ambitious sort when they left off to request of him to be a Dragon. But to what ends? It was just the same when Blaze had considered Emily. There was no purpose he saw but the name. Which in the end was a fools chase.
And Olivia who of course would be here now. Stepping in the door Gabriel would smile with an assertive grin seeing Livi right where he'd told her to remain. A sickening rumble in his stomach realizing he'd spent months fighting her and gone without realizing it. Not to mention the awkward twinge he felt when he first saw her reemerge. As horrible as it was to say he was thankful she didn't remember him, to see her hurting while Alexis was happy would only kill him inside.
Gabriel would turn to sit at the Desk with a rather normal expression lying out his suitcase on the table and leaning back to watch Livi as she settled in as normal for her own means. Not a word spoken, probably best that way for them both.
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Post by Olivia Green on Sept 19, 2010 0:50:56 GMT -8
Olivia was dressing herself as of late... she used to wear a lot of torn up stuff... all her family had an odd sense of style... she would always make stuff by cutting large tee shirts or of some sort... But now her style got worse...like a child picking their favourite item of clothing for each body part...then putting them all together whether they matched or not. Yup.She was always pawned off between Gabriel, Alexis, or Donovan. She would usually get the two males mixed up... but eventually she would get the hang of it if she was hanging out with them long enough... so by this point she was aware of the fact she was in a class room with Gabriel. She sat down quietly as she was asked. She didn't want to make him disappointed in her if she did something other than what he had told her... so yeah... she sat there... her eyes once in awhile scanning the whole room at potential projectiles or weapons... then back at Gabriel... that very empty look in her eyes that seemed like it had no emotion....when really she was studying you...reading you like a book. She saw the smile in her direction... though when she returned it it didn't look much like a smile... her lips were sealed and only the left corner of her lip curled just slightly...barely even visible. Though she wouldn't show to be much as a threat because her hand was casted...the same arm was in a sling...under her shirt were several tightly bound bandages wrapped around her torso from shattered ribs....and black eyes from the broken nose she recieved................. and her fat lip...... yeah... it was a rough fight.
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Post by "Adam" on Sept 20, 2010 16:38:57 GMT -8
Their first class together{Kang and "Adam" Enter. Things were much easier with Kang around. "Adam" didn't have to wander around. Despite his being able to read relatively decently now, his sense of direction was still very shocked from too many... buildings... He could get used to baby sitting "Adam". He didn't talk too much, didn't ask too many questions. He was calm, quiet, collected. Yet despite being too quiet, Kang didn't feel like he was plotting or thinking anything malicious. He was the perfect influence for him and his sister. What about his sister, you ask? According to Maxwell, Kang's sister was in elementary school. Though both Maxwell and Allison knew that wasn't so. Allison was working her way to the top of what they call the black market in California. She would keep quiet, and not cause too much trouble, yet. Maxwell said she would be free from Government investigation as long as she didn't mess with their plans. Stay low she would, at least until she gained the power to not worry about government as she had in New York, until she tried to take on another market. Enough of them, though. It was school time, and Kang was in the same grade as "Adam", a freshman. However, grades didn't discern what classes you take for the most part in this high school. Freshmen and Seniors often were in the same classes. Kang assumed the grading policy was just looser for the freshmen. Maxwell was a junior, and often wasn't able to be found in school grounds for whatever reasons. Apparently he had already finished all his credits, but chose not to skip grades. So he showed up every now and then, but often not for long. By the time they had finished pondering as to the whereabouts of their companions, they had made it to class. Room 328. Kang opened the door for "Adam" and went in after him, "Adam" nodding to him appreciatively. It was relatively hard opening doors while on your hands and feet. Without paying much mind to those in the class at first, "Adam" and Kang took seats near the back of the classroom. This time, "Adam" opted to sit in a chair with a desk, and not on the ground. Now, to see if there were people worth fighting at some point. Kang might be able to find sparring partners in this class, and that was the main reason he came to the class, other than to keep an eye out for "Adam" He and "Adam" looked around. He saw a well dressed man. Pompous asshole, more like it. Obviously the teacher. He reeked of money. New money, obviously. Kang new from living in New York, the people who have the real money don't spend their time trying to show off to others. This was sociology class, was it not? He obviously thought he was better than everyone else, and would pit people against one another and try messing with people's heads. Then he saw a girl who looked beat up badly. She had the smell of a fighter. Perhaps he would be able to meet her on the playing field one of these days. Maybe later, at this point she was badly wounded. This would be an interesting class. Kang grinned with anticipation.He saw a peacock. Looking more like show than anything else, though perhaps looking for a mate. That was why peacocks showed their feathers, anyways. The man was sitting at the desk, and looked to be the professor. He looked like he knew what he was doing. "Adam" liked that. Having assurance in oneself was a very positive trait. Then, he saw a hurt wolf cub. He remembered her from his Drama class. She was aggressive. It was her aggression that most likely made her in the position she was in today. "Adam" felt pity for her. Sociology hum? This could be handy for "Adam", who is not well versed in human communication.
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Post by Gilgamesh Magnius on Sept 21, 2010 6:59:37 GMT -8
Gilgamesh sat in a seat in the back and looked out the window. He was awaiting the teacher to arrive and as he walked in he looked at Gabe, gave a nod and looked back out the window.
He was in a class with an old friend of his, of course being a Seran he could do anything he wanted.
He kept looking out the window and noted people walking in to the school...
1...2...3...
9000...
What ever.
He looked to the front of the class as he watched Gabri-Mr.Seran's movements that he was going to learn more from..
JUST F****** GREAT!
Gilgamesh was going to enjoy this.
(Sorry for short post, inna hurry)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2010 8:59:28 GMT -8
Riley walked down the hallway, his blue backpack slung over his right shoulder, his other hand in the pocket of his jeans. Once he reached the classroom, he walked in, only to stop dead in his tracks in the doorway, as his eyes flashed briefly in surprise the moment he saw the teacher, though the red and white baseball cap he wore hid his reaction from view. Um... what? Casually shrugging his shoulders and taking it in stride, he walked past Gabriel and turned and headed towards the two rows of desk/seat combination located beside the window, not really recognizing the other three in the class, as he sat down in the last seat in the row right beside the windows.
He pulled out his binder and pencil bag, and placed them on top of the desk, and placed his book bag down on the ground before leaning back in his chair, as he casually shoved his hands into his pockets once again and slouched down a little, as he stared out the window, he wasn't paying attention to anyone or anything else around him. He yawned, looked at the clock, and resumed staring out the window, as he casually folded his arms across his chest, his feet resting on the back legs of the desk in front of him. That's right, he was already bored, and class hadn't even started yet. He wasn't much of a talker either, and was generally friendly, but since he didn't know their names yet, there was really no point in talking, instead, he would wait until class started... whenever that was.
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Post by Donovan Green on Sept 21, 2010 22:45:53 GMT -8
Donovan got all dolled up like he usually did. He was a little excited about this class, but at the same time...not. His brother in law was the teacher which could mean easy A....or knowing Gabriel... extra reason for him to be picked on. So Gabriel as a teacher was bittersweet... as for excitement... Jayr was in this class! He had bought her a raspberry iced tea while he bought himself a coffee. He would enter the room by pushing the door open with his shoulder 'cause he had his books tucked under his arm.. two beverages in each hand...and a doughnut in his mouth. He looked at the area to see where he could sit... and of course he found comfort in sitting with his older sister.... whom he was still afraid of... but still loved her none the less....no matter how much of a creepy creep she turned into. Donnie would sit by her forgetting completely about her disorder and that she wouldn't recognize him. "Hey Livi." he would set everything down and take a bite out of his doughnut before holding it out for her to take a bite if she wanted to. She stared at him...then at the doughnut. Her good arm came up, but like a cat pawing at something slowly she would flick her wrist and flick the doughnut out of his hand. His eyes would follow the doughnut then back up at her. T_T" "Could have just said no..."
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Sept 22, 2010 14:16:51 GMT -8
The day things happened. Mornings were her vice, for Dylan cross was not a morning person but a late night party animal and things hadn't changed for her in the quick transition from school to school, even when she moved north a couple of miles she kept up the party life. Rolling out of bed she stared dismally at the mirror trying to recall what the worse thing she did only coming up with having asked a guy if he was gay to quickly find out that he didn't like being quickly alienated by his buddies.
Whoops. A small smirk as she finished an early morning root beer, her fingers still tightly clutching it moving up to wipe the small amount of perspiration still clinging to her lips. Thats when she realized she needed to speed things along, today was a class with Jayr and Donnie. A quick panic rushed over her struggling to fit a set of torn jeans on only to realize that forcing her legs into the holes only led to her further endangering them. A few moments later with them snuggly secured she snagged a sweater using it as her shirt merely sliding it over a shoulder to reveal her neckline better. A quick check in the mirror to see if she needed any make up and judging by her application of last night she wasn't in bad shape as it were, quickly poking at the corners of her eyes she'd make the small calculative measures to make it look just good enough to survive.
*Briiiiing*
A bolting motion would trigger and Dylan would tumble across the room sliding face first over the bed with her hands in a choke hold around her phone pressing to answer it before a second ring.
"Hey." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Hey Girlie, Good morning." Jayr would exclaim in a loud voice that seemed to tremble the car.
The result of which being Jess rolling her eyes quickly sending her hands up to her ears to cover them protectively with a mocking sense for Jayr to simply shut up and drive. The two girls were already enroute to this new girl's house and Jess was getting a bit tense over it. Her hands subtly shaking and her demeanor somewhat off and unnerved as Jayr had been talking.
"Yeah we're on our way, be sure to be ready." She'd stick her tongue out mockingly despite the fact that the receiver couldn't see it, "I know you party animal."
It wasn't like Jess was jealous or anything it was just that Jayr hadn't stopped talking about Dylan since that day they'd happened to have a run in. A small fuming nip at the corner of her lip as Jess felt excluded from this two way conversation they were having with the laughing and the insider humor, it set her off.
Okay she was a little Jealous. "Hey Jayr, won't we b late if we pick her up?" Saying 'her' of course because Jess wasn't about to mention Dylan's name unless it was entirely necessary and she'd gone whole years without saying a persons name.
All she'd gotten in response was a dull glare seeing as she'd suddenly stopped around the corner and hit the unlock button. A refreshing smile as a tumbling body rolled into the back seat of the Camero not tending to the door itself but rather its windows.
"Ugh, Rude!" Jess would explain having suffered a fresh blast of Dylan's tuck and roll maneuver making her way to the back.
Jayr would laugh as would Dylan simply putting the car back into drive and taking off to school. It wouldn't be but a few moments later seeing as Dylan was keen on being obnoxiously close to school, she could walk if need be. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The three would emerge on campus, a strange band seeing as they were each from different cliques in the High School's system, There was Jayr: teen queen, Dylan: party animal, and Jess: The other. As funny as it was to classify them Jayr didn't see it that way, the girl bound by lawful retorts and focused on ambitious beliefs understood how it was to be misunderstood and strode forth with confidence undeterred by ugly looks or even helpless outcry's.
Entering Sociology class Jayr took a brief look a round before finding Donnie, of course she expected to be there first considering his track record of being late to classes but then considered who was teaching it. His Brother-in-law. Jayr would snicker absent mindedly covering her mouth as she bounced away from the other girls plopping herself down in the seat next to him with a bridled smile.
"Hello you." Sitting upright she'd turn to the other girls; Dylan quickly following her movements sitting behind Donnie to form a part of the square of triumph while Jess took a longer and trudging approach taking up the seat behind Jayr finding something wrong with their set up but it didn't wholly make sense.
Then her gaze would turn up towards the teacher slowly not considering what significance it meant. A quiet gasp in her throat would silence her and freeze her upbeat behavior hands quickly grasping at the edge of the table going rigid. It was Nova. The man who'd abducted and fought her. To make her Eclipse.
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Sept 23, 2010 5:20:43 GMT -8
(OOC: Thanks for letting me join ) There was something refreshing about a cigarette, it relaxed Ken and allowed him to just take a breather. But for some reason he was getting dirty looks from everyone else in the hallway. Not that he gave two shits, they could go fuck themselves for all he cared, they were a lot of the same people who gave him weird looks for just being in a wheelchair. I mean honestly what was he supposed to do? Have a cigarette outside? All the good smoking spots were far from the school or somewhere not very wheelchair accessible. So the simple solution was, smoke on the way to class. 'Oh keep looking you pricks...' He thought to himself as he outted his cig against one of the lockers in the hall, tossing the butt behind him and not giving a damn what people thought of him for it. He was in pain, and he needed something to relax him, so he did so. People could handle a little secondhand for those few seconds if he could handle the pain of dealing with them every single weekday. Especially on a day where he had his first Sociology class. Oh yes, Sociology. God he hated people, and this was most likely going to be a class on why he did. He rolled into class, looking around as he did, and quickly found that there were some good looking people in this class. Plural... though one girl in the front seemed to look a bit like Amy Winehouse, only not so cracked out. More like a good looking girl who wanted to be extremely comfortable. Still, he simply rolled up next to a girl he didn't know, a blonde girl. He didn't know that her name was Dylan, but he knew that she seemed to look pretty hot and that's all that mattered. "Hey, I hope you don't mind but I may need to use part of your desk from time to time," He said, hoping that he wasn't freaking the girl out or anything. I mean the guy was quite large, even sitting down he was just four inches short from being eight feet tall. All wrapped up he probably looked like a fucking mummy or something. But at least he had his hair, his eyes, and of course one more vital unseen area had been unharmed by flames and shrapnel. Thank. God. 'I may also have to offer to take you out for drinks...' he thought to himself as he returned his attention to the man up front who was obviously a teacher. Not a bad looking man though for some reason he got the image of a musketeer when he looked at the guy. He was either french origin or he really just looked like he was. 'God I hope this guy isn't some bright shiny teacher. Please just let him be an ass so I can at least go about without having to talk or anything.'
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Post by Vetis on Sept 23, 2010 10:40:03 GMT -8
He was late. It didnt really matter much to him but he was curious to see what sort of reaction his arrival would provoke if any. Regardless it wouldnt turn into an altercation, not on the first day anyway. As he opened the door he made his way to a desk in the front of the class. His eyes grazed the other faces in the room as he sat. A few of them familiar, this could be fun after all.
Now all he could do was sit and wait. Hopefully his teacher had done HIS homeowrk on his student and knew better than to expect a verbal response. This is part of why he sat in the front. Most slackers sit in the back to try and hide, its counter productive as the teacher usually picks them out for everything. However being in the very front Vetis was hoping to be left alone as his teacher would be able to see everything he was doing. Now if he could just hold out from slacking off then things should be perfect. He couldnt help but wonder what the girls in the class were thinking at the moment as well they should have wanted revenge if they were any type of a fighter.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 28, 2010 12:16:52 GMT -8
Sitting behind a desk was just about the best semblance of authority he had, a suit displayed for possession of power, a suitcase regulating a sense of mystery. Everything with the man Gabriel Seran had its symbols to displaying his actions and he read into them very deeply as the same with each of the people who entered. He'd always been very good at reading people better than they often knew themselves a good relation to why they hated him so. Their movements essentially predictable and his motions in either defiance or mock resemblance to their own motivations. Regardless even as a teacher he aspired to become a very sturdy pain in their ass.
His emerald hues would drift over towards Olivia noticing the notches of battle scars on her. She'd been quite the busy little bee, but no motion to scold her. On some deep level Gabriel hoped it was her way of finding herself just as Gabriel had fought so much to attain his own sense of self. Though she'd been reverted to a child he could conclude that she was at a crossroads, mixed between the devotion to Shu and her new attachments to a family despite how little they meant to her now. A blink and he'd turn over to watch the following two males walk in.
First entering a boy on all fours, simply something that made Gabriel curious of his own upbringing relating it to the fellow known as Deta, probably raised by wolves this one. He wouldn't doubt it with the strange history's brought on by each newly entered student as they made their ways to 259. The later being a shifty character. Based on his entry Gabriel could only assume that he had good intentions otherwise why would he bother to open the door for his seeming associate. But there was a weight on the boy's shoulders that much was evident with the dodgy glances thrust about looking for violence.
Another would enter seeking to join the growing placement at the back of the room. Gabriel sought not to bloat his own ego thinking they were afraid of him and rather concluded that these weren't the smartest or most committed bunch of kids suggesting that they'd rather be oblivious in the class, get points for being there and quickly get out. Not likely today. Despite the fact that it was Gilgamesh joining, an old ally of sorts. Though things did change and while old friends they were Gabriel wouldn't be lenient on those he was closest to. In fact he'd act grossly harsher to them, leveling the playing field.
As for the forth entry Gabriel more sensed his presence rather than take notice of him. Eyes trained forward but he'd hear the squeak of the unoiled door and a pause of footsteps breach on the barrier. A second or so and the boy would take to crossing before Gabriel without recognition and take a seat by the window which would place him right behind Olivia. A cautioning glance would be given but gone unnoticed seeing the boy's bored contingency turning to dozing about and ignoring it. A short smirk allowing Gabriel to analyze him quickly, a very simple analysis. Just another student wanting to be noticed by feigning boredom. It was easier to fit in when you expressed nothing that way one could consort to the norm of whichever group chose to sit next to him. In other words The boy was awaiting a group to form around him and then he'd change to suit the means and fit in so to speak. High School was tough. Popularity being a strong factor that altered people's directives. But all too predictable.
Gabriel would tilt to the side angling his head towards the door observantly placing a mental bet in his head of who would arrive next. Secretly he was hoping that it was David or Unfettered so he could spark up the bored masses of his class with a demeaning joke before the other's entered completely unaware of what was going on. Awkwardness was a bliss. Though as it would seem his youthful brother-in-law would step through the door with his hands full. No motion to help of course as Gabriel simply leaned his shoulder downward to follow his trailed with an eye. That was of course till Livi splattered the boy's food to the floor. Corners of his mouth tearing skyward with a slight chuckle. Quiet of course so it'd be barely audible from the front row directed enough to gather Donovan's attention.
Another group of chattering voices entering the room, keen attention displayed on them as a group of girls entered much like out of any teen coming of age movie. Though he'd not seen enough of it at this school he'd assume of course that they were the "populars" so keenly displaced by violence. Violence however seemed not to dull their personalities as Gabriel simply smiled. Eclipse being among them, a tampered little secret he'd kept from the Dragons. Yes he had a ploy still in the works despite being out of schooling and rather directing his lifestyle as a puppeteer. Who'd have thought? Regardless their positioning would take up much of the center of the room.
Jayr, Donovan, Olivia front and center. The row behind them being made up by Jessica, Dylan, and Riley. Two rows back being of course Gilgamesh, Kang, and Adam. Being a 4 by 5 room it was filling up quickly.
Next in the room would roll a paraplegic. Yes Gabriel was going to be an ass to him. More because of the fact that he was given a note prior to the class by the office of a late joiner. A Katashi. Gabriel grinned silently. Now he could have been wrong about this guy but Gabriel didn't necessarily like the Katashi's there was a single exception thus far but he was finding a reason to not indulge in that pitying remark either. Regardless he'd see what this kid was made of, read straight through his bitter facade. Yes Gabriel could tell it was written all over his face, probably bitter because of the Katashi's upbringing and scolding him for not being stronger, for being crippled. He probably blamed the world for his seclusion. Or possibly Gabriel could be wrong. He just liked to assume.
"Alright, so its about time to start todays lesson, those late will suffer their own repercussion." Gabriel saying that generally was not to be taken lightly, considering the tone he suggested it in was a very calm way.
Peeling away from his desk Gabriel would pop open his suitcase atop his desk and pull out a set of papers each of them with multiple pictures of school violence. Not so much focusing on their age group but more so on middle schoolers and those even younger ages. One with a girl strangling a child with a teacher inches away going unnoticed, a group of boys beating on a child who would constantly return to the abuse. And many more. Stepping forward Gabriel would place them at the front of each row suggesting they be passed back, leaving the rest on the empty seat in the front row before the door opened again revealing another tall figure. Seems as though something was in the water.
"Take a seat. Vetis correct?" Gabriel said with the utmost confidence not turning to glance at him just pointing his finger towards the paper's in the front row waiting for him as he sat in the front row.
"This class is going to be focused on participation, I always hated homework in school so I won't expect you to be subjugated to the same. Now take a look at those pictures and tell me what is it that you see from them? Look familiar at all?"
The questions were of course derogatory, he knew what went on around this school and he most certainly knew what he'd done in his career. You could ask the students still attending who knew him Gabriel was not the man to fuck with.
"What I want from each of you is to gather in the groups around you and discuss: Does popularity matter? Is it secluded to school? Ask yourselves the necessary questions?"
Gabriel would treat this as a college class, he'd play whatever advocate need be to produce discussion to enable thought and to subtly torture them from behind the scenes.
"Get in groups; Donovan, Jayr, Vetis, and Jess in one group. Jess Dylan, Katashi and Riley in another. Those of you in the back can be with Olivia."
And Teacher out. Discuss.
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Post by Olivia Green on Sept 30, 2010 21:01:06 GMT -8
Donovan walked in though of course she couldn't recognize him by his face... though the way he dressed and walked was familiar. When he spoke and offered her a doughnut it was apparent as to who he was. Her "brother". She would reach out slowly trying to decide whether she wanted it or not. Finally when she got close enough she decided she didn't want it and just flicked her hand to knock it out of his.
"Could have just said no..."
With no expression she would stare at him finally answering him.
"No."
Olivia would then switch her attention to Gabriel would had made a slight chuckle that Donnie would hear and no doubt her due to the fact her senses were pretty damn keen...and she was right beside Donovan.
"What I want from each of you is to gather in the groups around you and discuss: Does popularity matter? Is it secluded to school? Ask yourselves the necessary questions? Get in groups; Donovan, Jayr, Vetis, and Jess in one group. Jess Dylan, Katashi and Riley in another. Those of you in the back can be with Olivia."
"Could have just said no..."
She would have that same small smile on her face... that one that was barely there and look back at the boys in the back row... then back at Gabriel.
"No."
Yay... new word to her vocabulary.
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Post by "Adam" on Oct 2, 2010 21:05:12 GMT -8
Both Kang and "Adam" watched as the new groups walked in. "Adam" perked up as he saw people he knew, and shied away at people he didn't. Kang sized each of them up. He then realized there was another person in the back with them whom they hadn't noticed before. He would have to keep an eye on him.
"What I want from each of you is to gather in the groups around you and discuss: Does popularity matter? Is it secluded to school? Ask yourselves the necessary questions? Get in groups; Donovan, Jayr, Vetis, and Jess in one group. Jess Dylan, Katashi and Riley in another. Those of you in the back can be with Olivia."
Kang then looked at the man near them, and at "Adam". Groups... This probably wasn't going to be much fun.
"No."
Kang grinned a malicious grin. It seemed the wolf cub was going to be in their little group. Well he supposed he should at least show some respect to authority. He nodded to "Adam", and they moved to the front center near the lady assumed to be 'Olivia'. "Adam" smiled at her shyly and took the seat nearest her. Kang sat next to "Adam", and looked at her.
"Can't always get what you want, princess."
Things would hopefully get interesting.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2010 11:37:04 GMT -8
The sound of footsteps made Riley look out from the corner of his eye for a brief moment before his gaze immediately shifted back to look out the window, since he didn't know the guy, he didn't bother to give him a second glance. Keeping mostly to himself, the sound of footsteps caused Riley to shift his gaze once more, as he saw a somewhat familiar face, or rather, familiar faces come in, mainly Jayr and one of the two girls with her. Another unfamiliar face came in, or rather, wheeled in, parking himself next to the blond girl that had come in with Jayr, as class started. His attention on Gabriel, though it appeared he was already zoning out, the sound of the door opening made him glance over briefly as he saw one more unfamiliar face came in, taking a seat in the front row, hearing Gabriel address the guy as Vetis.
He then heard Gabriel begin, and ask them a question about the pictures laid out on the front desks, it was pretty obvious what was going on in the pictures. Riley definitely knew what was happening, having seen more violence than any normal kid would ever see in the five full years of high school. Riley however, saw no need to answer, instead choosing to stay silent, as instructions were given. He then proceeded to rise out of his desk and walked over to the people in his group, as he threw himself into one of the desks nearby, sitting on the other side of the blond girl, Dylan. "... Popularity... You're not going to see it just in high school... it's everywhere. University, work... You name it, it'll be there, in some way or form."
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Post by Vetis on Oct 8, 2010 11:30:34 GMT -8
God must have had it out for Jayr and Jess. I mean what sort of sick omnipotent being would not only repeatedly place them near each other but now make them work together in a group. A damn funny one thats who. Maybe Thor or Buddah had did it, he didnt care. Then there was the other guy... he didnt actually bother him so no point in making a new enemy...yet.
A simple assingment, probably because it was the first day. Vetis had with him his handy dandy notebook. When he wasnt drawing clues for his dog blue he was using it for actual work. Towards the end of it he had written down some thoughts on the subject that he wasnt going to share with his group but would be enough to get him by if Gabriel needed his thoughts. Then he turned to the front of his notebook. He had ignored his group the whole time already so it gave him time to doodle. Just cause he couldnt up and throw Jayr and Jess through windows, take the glass shards from the floor and stab them both in the heart like they were Twilight Vampires didnt mean he couldnt annoy them. Hell if he was lucky they would be incredibly frail and go home and cut themselves ritiusticly.
For Jess he drew a nice doodle of her getting humped by a group of rabid racoons. Next he drew one of Jess getting pimpsmacked dressed like a hooker with a displeased pimp. The last in the Jess line of doodles had Jess tied up and left on train tracks while Vetis walked away with his large black top hat, black cape, and dasterdly moustache.
For Jayr he was less subtle. He first drew a picture of him stabbing her with glass like in his twilight analogy.... he liked that idea. NExt he drew himself choking her so tightly her eyes were popping out of her head. He drew himself as Mortal Kombats subzero and her as Sonya while he performed his ice breaker fatality. He drew her tied up to the belt line of a woodchipper struggling to get free before she would become itty bitty meat bits. There was a picture of her being smacked in the face with a shovel that he was especially proud of. For a doodle it was rather a work of art, he might have to color that one in later. And then there was his master piece. A picture of him speeding away into the sunset while the mutalted bodies of hit and run victims Jayr and Jess crawled around on the floor saying why god why with their entrails all hanging out.
School sure was productive and fun
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Post by Donovan Green on Oct 12, 2010 20:45:36 GMT -8
Donovan would stiffle a laughter when he heard Olivia say no to Gabriel... though he did hear the other boy call her "princess" which didn't really cut it for him... she wasn't some kind of diva so the boy better shut his trap before he punched his lights out... So before turning to Jayr whom had been assigned to be his partner he would give the guy a glare that would threaten him... it kind of said "say anything else to her in that demeanor and I will cut your head off................. amongst other things"
Now he would be facing Jayr with his signature smile and wink waiting for the other pal to get his ass to their group.... though he didn't seem like the chatting type.
"So.. to start.... Um... I would just say in schools these days popularity is bittersweet... Why it doesn't matter is because no matter how popular you are you are probably gonna get your ass beat anyway.... but if your populkar..you might have some strings to pull."
Donnie did his school work when he felt it necessary.... it was only necessary 'cause Gabriel knew where he lived.
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