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Post by Purr-Moi?! on Jul 29, 2008 21:34:55 GMT -8
Sleep.
Miria.wait no. Eris had been sleeping all this time in a pile of books that acted like her bed and blanket. She was in a dark corner with a large bookcase next to her so she wouldn't be bothered.Not knowing she would hear something interesting..
She slowly woke up when more and more people began to enter the Library, their voices were disturbing her sleep but she tried to continue her rest. Even though she was half asleep she managed to pick up a few sentences, pieces of the speech and the questions. As more people began to talk she couldn't sleep anymore.
BAM
Eris kicked the books from her and stood up, her long hair swaying around her hips. Slowly she walked into the 'daylight' ,leaning against the bookshelf. She wore a black Lolita dress and a black eye patch over her..right eye, showing a catlike eye with the pupil in the shape of a cross and a scar running over her cheek. Eris wore black gloves and her outfit looked allot like Miria's but her hair...the once dark pink long flowing hair was now...Green, dark green. The color of envy.
With a closed left eye she listened to what they were talking about..hmm it sounded interesting and that voice. She knew it from somewhere. Slowly she opened her eye to see who it was.
It took a few minutes for her eye to adjust to the light but one thing woke her up. The name 'Sacricia Emily Lourdes E. Delos Santos'....Emily?
Miria talked about her and she liked the girl...allot, so much that even the cold hearted Eris would act protective over her. She hadn't seen her for a while..could it be? Then ..she saw Unfettered. What was he doing here?... She narrowed her eye and again the foul atmosphere began to leak out of her. That bastard.
Suddenly she snitched the clipboard of someone's hand, not caring who it was and wrote her name down under his name. Once her name was written down she threw it off to the next person. She wanted to know why her dear..pet was on that missing people list.
She closed her eye again and waited for him to finish his orders with her arms crossed.When he said they were dismissed she walked up to him, she would push anyone in her way to the side. This was important. She didn't really got her name last time so she had to be sure.When she got near him she asked him with a calm voice..
"About which Emily are you talking about?What's her height, her hair color, her eyes. Tell me.Now"
He might not recognize her since it was a while after they first met.But she didn't care for that. Emily was the important factor now..if she was missing she will torture anyone just to know where she was. Nobody messes with Miria's loved ones.if miria got sad..Eris got her emo shit and that wasn't fun.
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Post by Trizen Takano on Jul 30, 2008 19:09:22 GMT -8
Trizen thought back while the one-eyed man spoke. He thought it awkward to know that seven students were gone missing. Personally he thought it'd be more, but any one student who had been brought to such a place against their will was worth the trip. He knew he had no special powers or hidden talents of any kind, he considered himself ordinary. That was a good thing. He wanted to be nothing like his half-brother, Sky, who already had enough ego to feed a small country.
'--Huh?' Trizen's head shot up and his deep brown eyes focused on the man who spoke the name of a student he heard earlier that day. Doctor Clavering had said that name. "Emily..." she was the original assistant as he remembered the Doctor saying. Now he was beginning to see the puzzle. 'She knows something about this... she must know what happened.'
A while ago, he was simply going to ask her about the Militia and about this man who was still speaking -- at the moment it was something about strategy and time; his ears would pick up and file it all away.
'Surely she must know something about this...'
The fourteen year old became much more neutral again as he decided to try and keep his composure. He slipped and he knew it. His father would have likely scolded him for such a slip in discipline. His ears twitched slightly as he would eventually focus back on the one word that allowed him to relax: Dismissed.
"That was interesting," he said to himself as his ears ironed out all the information he needed to hear. 'Hijacking a bus?' He knew it was out of his comfort zone; he would just let one of the other guys do it. Already tomorrow would be his second day of school and somehow he would be involved in illegal activities. He couldn't deny this on his conscious, particularly when he did not know this man's personal motives. A man with a nazi eye-patch did not strike him as any sort of typical American -- this was beyond obvious, but Sky did call him 'Captain Obvious' from time to time. Trizen was still fourteen afterall.
Looking around, he wanted to see if this 'Mr. Seran' was around. Perhaps he would keep an eye on him until he would meet him the next day; or perhaps there was something more he had to know before meeting everyone. Either way, he knew he would have to talk to Doctor Clavering before leaving school for the day. It was a must.
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Post by David B. on Jul 31, 2008 17:22:07 GMT -8
David shook his head, a look of anger and irritation on his face.
"Your all fools."
And with that, without so much as a continuation of questions, a response to any words thrown his way, or even a waiting out to see if anything else would happen, David took his leave.
OOC(( sorry for the shortness. And thus, David exits.))
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Post by Trizen Takano on Jul 31, 2008 17:31:40 GMT -8
Before he could even get a picture of Mister Seran in his mind, he heard the word of a stranger. A bold one. It was likely more than obvious that he supported the school system. Everyone had their right; though Trizen always disliked the typical patriot.
'I guess we'll see him on the field...' he thought should it ever come down to the Militia against the classic school heroes. The slight smirk on the left side of his face showed what he thought. Only fourteen and he knew the world of pain he would enter if he saw 'the Patriot' once again... or rather, someone else would enter. Maybe he wouldn't step into the ring. Who knows. He'd find out should destiny create the path.
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Post by Scarlet on Jul 31, 2008 21:14:27 GMT -8
She remained within the shadows listening to what had just taken place. She wondered what she should do. She was tempted to be a fighter, but she knew she couldn't break the promise she secretly agreed to as a young one. Well by being her, she was breaking those promises. She smirked. Too late for that. Her hands were wrapped up from the early training session she pushed herself through this morning. She had forgotten to pull off the tape. She wore a long black jacket, concealing a stripeless shirt exposing most of her mid drift. She wore tight black pants with leather black high heel shoes with a belt hanging from her thin set of hips.
She knew this was the way to go. Why they were doing this, she was still trying to understand? She licked her lips. This plan that this man was planning seemed to have an interesting plan set up. She liked it, but secretly wanted everything apart of it. She caught bright blonde hair to her left and right. Cody and Dr. Layle. She smirked. She wasn't going to give away her position that quickly. She walked forward and signed herself up. She had a huge smirk on her face. This was going to be interesting. She wasn't going to lie.
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Post by narakunohana on Aug 5, 2008 22:04:17 GMT -8
Layla was smiling, more or less all throughout the last part of the speech. "Unfettered" was more or less looking at her, and somewhat she wondered if she had been caught. Well, it was plausible, considering she looked to be a girl that actually was one of the Correctional Facility's captives.
She wouldn't be surprised at all.
Well, she had no questions... however, she did kick the book behind her lightly, "Now, you run along Mr. Book." she told it, before stepping forward and releasing the book from her captive.
Layla walked closer to the stage when the students had, more or less, fled outside for more thinking and of the like. She had a grin on her face, and was still crossing her arms.
"... I believe you have something to say, ..."Unfettered"." she said, "Especially with you looking at me like that."
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Post by "Unfettered" on Aug 8, 2008 18:22:52 GMT -8
Stinger *Shove*
Green hair.
*PUSH*
Eye-patch.
*WHAM*
Cat-like eyes. She was familiar---but she couldn't be. And if so, what the hell was that fork-to-eye gouger doing here?---Not that he was complaining. He grinned as she approached, but he wasn't absolutely certain who this person was. ...Maria, was it?... No, better play it safe. The voice though. Possibly."About which Emily are you talking about?What's her height, her hair color, her eyes. Tell me.Now"Heh. Well, at least she wasn't as bad as that overactive 'Whin' guy. Lightly, he jumped down, so as to bring them to more 'equal/level' standings, nor talk down or show any potentially condescending quirks about his mannerisms. There was a deadened appeal to his eye, as how he held her in his visage, crossing his arms in front of himself, holding his sides lightly, as if to grip into fists at a moment's notice."Sacricia Emily Lourdes E. Delos Santos, of black hair und green eyes. Approximately five feet to two to four inches approximately. Maybe three. A Filipina..." the quiet voice came back with mild intonations of intensity. This wasn't something he exactly enjoyed thinking about, after all. "...Don't I know you from somewhere, Frau? Familiar..." he began even more quietly, whispering only to her, as he stepped closer. Not intimately, or to put any moves on, but to see for himself if he was right or not.---"Your all fools." *GLARE*
Oh. Him. Always jacking off onto something, finding some flaw with something.---No. The boy was entitled to his opinion. That's what the German thought.
...Although, it'd be nice to see an alternative plan being offered up instead instead of being shot down. But that was just his pride whining. He'd dismiss it, but for the moment, he wasn't thinking too well of that boy. That unfamiliar boy.---Unfamiliar.
Tch.
Maybe it'd work out in the end... for him, anyways."... I believe you have something to say, ..."Unfettered"."The teacher had finally acknowledged him. Took a bit, or perhaps she was being deliberate at her pace, being polite... or... no, he wouldn't over think it. "...A moment..." he said in a more normal tone to the familiar looking Frau, as he turned to look at the teacher. Seemed like everyone was crossing their arms. Some kind of human associative habit of some sort, he noticed. Grinning, he in turn pocketed his hands. "Especially with you looking at me like that.""Ja... vell, I didn't want to make it public," he started a little bit more openly... and loudly, drawing attention to them as the people were leaving with a hint of either pride or... "I didn't vant ze students to get uncomfortable, but... I'd like to forcibly volunteer you to be in charge of ze fourth group, in terms of student retrieval, treatment, etcetera."Smile."As for someone who vants to get so involved, zis isn't asking for too much, ja? Miss Clavering?"Working several angles. Of course she couldn't 'join' Militia. But in front of all these people, as a person he'd openly like to work as the head of the 'Medical Group', he was putting on the weight, care, and pressure of the maintained health of anyone who was badly injured on her. A scapegoat, but he wasn't altogether passing the buck. There was potential emotional attachment for her to come along into this sortie. One that, the familiar looking Frau also shared in common.
...Emily never failed to be useful to him, did she?
Grinning, ever so pleasantly, as there were more potential angles to counter-attack against potential 'grown-up' answers like that of David Blaze. Obviously, with that of 'human' answers. And anyways... This way, they could both simultaneously pay off each other's debts.
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Post by narakunohana on Aug 8, 2008 21:33:29 GMT -8
"Ja... vell, I didn't want to make it public,"
Layla nodded. "Wise~."
"I didn't vant ze students to get uncomfortable, but... I'd like to forcibly volunteer you to be in charge of ze fourth group, in terms of student retrieval, treatment, etcetera."
... Forcibly?
Haha!
"As for someone who vants to get so involved, zis isn't asking for too much, ja? Miss Clavering?"
Layla chuckled, grinning at the Junior and shook her head lightly. "Not at all. I have no problem with that arrangement -- Though, would I have to go alone? Or would you be making further arrangements to rid of that issue?"
There was no question as to why she'd agree. After all, she had an oath to fulfill as a professional in the medical field. "... though, still... I'd also like to help out on Rem's team on the side. Hopefully, that would be alright with you... I hope not to be a burden on this mission, despite being paraplegic."
Yes. Her disability was not important. Besides...
--- maybe it was time she showed the students of Public High School #259 the... extent... of her abilities.
"... and please, call me Layla."
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Purr-Moi?!
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Post by Purr-Moi?! on Aug 13, 2008 19:09:49 GMT -8
"Sacricia Emily Lourdes E. Delos Santos, of black hair und green eyes. Approximately five feet to two to four inches approximately. Maybe three. A Filipina..."
She didn´t flinch when she heard it was The Emily , Miria adored. Instead of snapping ,a foul atmosphere began to leak out of her. She wasn´t pleased.not at all.
"...Don't I know you from somewhere, Frau? Familiar..."
He forgot about her? Why that little fuck.Eris also got closer and hissed softly, only meant for his ears.
"Let's say...if Emily got the slightest scratch on her... you'll be the first to get its heart ripped out"
The fact that she wasn´t the strongest here [she was probably one of the weakest ] didn't matter to her, if she wanted something.She got it.
She leaned back ,giving him a pissed off look.For some reason she held a grudge against him. A reason that might be known if you asked the right questions. But now she was busy with her own question, how to make this weak body stronger.Damn that sugar queen, Miria.
"See ya later, hun"
Eris turned around and walked away, her green hair almost hitting him in the face like a whip.As she walked away she threw a chair out of her way with her right hand, Eris was pissed off enough and hearing that kid got abducted wasn't helping.
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