Akane Hanako
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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 3, 2009 20:30:52 GMT -8
He was beginning to get a feel for this school after being here for a little bit. The people here were not your usual crazy, they were a whole new breed, and it seemed that if he was going to live, the whole ignorance thing was not going to work, he'd have to defend himself if he planned on staying alive, although it was usually not his style, let the idiot tire themselves out.. that did not work here. Yesterday he had to let an idiot strike one of his own friends in order to get them to leave him alone. He glanced down at that silver watch on his wrist, watching as the seconds hand ticked away slowly.. he dazed, then realized he was looking at the time for a reason. "Eight... damn late. Oh well. Not like another day missed will hurt any I guess." He sighed loudly, and glanced up and down the halls, which were quite empty today.. for once. "Oh?.. The enforcers work?.. " Come to think of it.. his mind slipped back and he wondered when that word became a part of his vocabulary so easily.. damn rumors. A shake of his head and he would have slipped his backpack down, pulling out those skullcandy headphones, slipping them halfway against his ears so he could still hear what was going on around him. Soon enough City Lights started to bump through those speakers attatched to his skull. Today he was wearing a dress shirt, unbuttoned and hanging off his body loosely, almost like the white t-shirt that was under it, tucked in such a messy manner in those faded jeans. The volume control was turned up just a bit more, now wondering where he was going to head off in order to relax the day away. He'd turned his homework in the day before in class, having finished it up before leaving so the only thing he really had any issues with was today's homework.. the lesson would prove to be like any other day, more so since the hallways were not packed and instead the classrooms had to be. It would have been amusing to watch the teachers trying to control the idiots that seemed to flock around the few people whom had some moderate intelligence.. but alas. |
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 8, 2009 11:21:16 GMT -8
Sara turned down the empty hallways, heading towards her locker. She was determined that today she would avoid anyone and anything that might get in her way. She had searched the school for that... IDIOT, and hadn't seen him. She hadn't expected to see him on her first day back, but she was still pissed none the less. Almost as though her not finding him was his fault. Which... technically... it was...
She turned down another hall, her jeans, just slightly to long, swishing against the floor as she walked. Her long hair was tied back in a tight pony tail, keeping it out of her face and off her bare shoulders. She had chosen just to wear a tank top, leaving her arms and shoulders and upper chest, and the small scars and marks all over them, in the open for everyone to see. But in a school like this, it made no difference, and in most cases, would probably make people leave her alone. Which was just how she wanted it now.
Reaching the hallway where her locker was she stopped, pausing as her eyes fell on the single person in the hallway. Shit... She looked around quickly and then stepped forward, walking slowly towards her locker. She was weary of people now, not wanting to push her luck of keeping check on her sanity. To lose it now would not be in her best interests. If he didn't do anything to provoke her as she walked towards him, to her locker just a few feet from him... Like... talk to her >_>" Then there would be no problems.
She would give him a small nod as she stepped up to her locker, her hand mechanically moving to turn the dial. She would keep her eyes on him as she tugged on the lock trying to open the door. And of course... As per the usual outcome... The locker didn't open.
With a small growl of frustration she would turn her eyes away from him and glare at the lock as she tried to keep her cool. If he wasn't here, she would have destroyed this locker... And she needed to calm down before she went nuts anyways.
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Akane Hanako
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Post by Akane Hanako on Sept 10, 2009 8:53:02 GMT -8
Hold up.. wait a minute.. put some pimpin' in it? Yea, the one at the helm of the keyboard was not sure where he was going with that one anyways, but that stopped as Akane noticed another slipping up nearby, and trying to get into her locker. It was in vain though, as the thing was more then happy to give her hell before it relinquished its contents. The nod was ignored as he slipped those headphones downwards onto his neck, the song having switched over in the process producing a rather loud male yelling in the beginning and then a beat that just made you want to throw fists like whoa. Right. Ante up was the song playing if it made any difference, it did sort of put a little bit of a swagger into his step as he headed towards her, like he was itching to throw down now. That was the problem with thumping music like an idiot, as if you were influenced by the beat then it could get you into a lot more trouble then you wanted to be bothered with.
"These lockers are old.. so I'd guess the locks are no better. I don't even bother myself, keeping everything worth anything on me. " A shrug of his shoulders and he would have slipped up beside her, glaring down at the lock now as well. Curious that, as he usually avoided people himself, but something about women and testosterone had him slipping out of his comfort zone far more then usual.
"You could always crush the thing and get one of your own right?" He asked with a smile on his lips, not necessarily implying anything, but so far he had seen quite a few people whom could rip that locker door clean off without even a passing glance, and that right there meant he did not deny the existence of any woman capable of the same thing. |
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 12, 2009 12:54:36 GMT -8
"These lockers are old.. so I'd guess the locks are no better. I don't even bother myself, keeping everything worth anything on me. "
Sara's head swung quickly towards the sound of his voice, her body tensing as he stepped up next to her. Being in this school, with its memories, and people, was not making her comfortable, and was wreaking havoc on her mind. She wasn't the most stable person at the moment, but even she knew it was foolish to pick fights for no reason, and for that reason had been doing her best to avoid people since she had gotten here. So far, she had done well, but that could change.
Before she could overreact, she followed his glare to her lock. Her face dropped again as she sneered as though she could frighten the lock into opening with just a look. Sadly, no such luck...
"You could always crush the thing and get one of your own right?"
Sara didn't quite know what to say to that. She let out a small noise in her throat that could either be taken for a growl of frustration, or a small laugh. She could just rip the lock off and be done with it, yes, but that defeated the purpose of staying under the radar. It's what she would have done right off if he hadn't been here.
Sara decided to take the safe route. She turned to him, plastering a girly smile on her face and letting out a small giggle. "Crush it? What do you think I am? Wonderwoman?" She turned back to her locker and turned the dial again, praying to god it cooperated.
Which of course... It didn't. She hung her head in what appeared to be shame and sadness, but in reality she was trying to keep her anger in check.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 13:13:04 GMT -8
"Mm, I would hope you had become wonder woman, what with all of the time you have been gone."
This was said as that eight foot monstrosity made itself known, walking towards her. His body had been crippled slightly, no longer as strong as he had been, not able to hurl cars any longer, but he was still quite capable of pressing over a thousand pounds, as after all, the large male had to carry around almost five hundred when he just walked casually.
He slipped up behind the girl, certain she would have remembered the voice, and of course, his hand clamped down on the lock she had been playing with, moving anything out of his way in the process. He was dangerous close now.
A simple clench of his hand and a slight grunt and those muscles on his arm bulged, then slowly up to his shoulder, and finally his chest before there was a nice loud crack and the lock crumbled falling from the locker without any damage caused to the locker itself.
"There you go miss.. seemed I had to step in and save you again. "
He said this with a slight bit of a smile.. he did adore Sara, but the chance for romance was gone, those eyes only looked on her like a father would his child. She had grown up a little since he had last seen her, and that was a heart warming thing to see.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 13:52:05 GMT -8
"Mm, I would hope you had become wonder woman, what with all of the time you have been gone."
O___O"
>_>" Ah crap...
Sara froze at the sound of his voice. She didn't think there was any other voice on earth that she would recognize like that one. No other person could instill such anger and fear all at one time. And then still confuse her further with a hint of joy and excitement under it all.
Gaze still on the lock, unmoved from the spot she had been in, she watched as he took the lock in his large hand. In seconds, there was a cracking noise and she knew damn well that stupid lock was no more...
D= RIP lock...
"There you go miss.. seemed I had to step in and save you again. "
She turned a scowl up at his face, pouting, almost like a child would. As usual, there was the first shock at his sheer size. Was it possible he had gotten bigger? Maybe in all this time, she had imagined him to be smaller, changing her memories to be less... frightening. Then there was the surprise that he was still here. For some reason, she had thought he would have moved on.
This person... Her sweet, sweet descent into insanity could all be traced back to him.
She turned, looking for the guy that had been there only a few moments before. "Look at that, you scared off my new friend..."
She pulled her bag out of the locker, no longer sure of keeping her things in there without a lock. Not that she was angry at him for it, she would have done the same thing. Slamming the door closed, she turned her head back up to Katsuri, her arms crossing over her chest. "I could have done that you know... The lock... I was just trying to be... a good girl. I learned a few new tricks, you better watch yourself now." It was a very childish way of telling him she was doing alright, and getting stronger, but with her inferior social skills, it was the best she could manage.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 13:59:45 GMT -8
"Is that so?"
He chuckled slightly, smiling at it, she had grown up some. Good. He just slipped his head down a bit and nodded. Looking down at her, now that she was facing him, his smile not gone, it could not be helped, someone that had been where he had been, would have felt the bond of kin, even his own blood brother had not been in the same situation as he had been.
Hand came up, thumb and index grabbing her chin lightly, rubbing it like one would do their child in consideration of things. Dropping his hand back at his side, he sighed slightly.
"Its all alright then I guess. "
Yea, she had grown some, but that stubborn attitude had never left, and it got another chuckle, the way she sat their with her arms crossed over her chest, and a pouty lip like she were a child.. well, she was, at least in Katsuri's mind. His child? Not by blood, but he would consider it the same.
"I had been afraid something had happened to you, ya know, but I guess my first assumptions of you being able to grow strong were right.."
Another nod and he would have winked at her, grabbing her shoulder lightly, treating this like a "growing" up thing, and with it he would have shrugged and let it fall away as well.
"Either way.. You have been gone for quite a while, what say you we go catch up yea?"
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 14:23:12 GMT -8
"Either way.. You have been gone for quite a while, what say you we go catch up yea?"She gave him a sarcastic glare, the tiniest of smiles touching her lips. "I'm not getting in your car again." She had thought meeting him would be a lot more... awkward. Instead, it didn't bother her nearly as much as she had anticipated. His touching, rubbing, checking. It was ok. It didn't bother. Actually made her feel kinda... Cared for. In some way, she was even happy to see him. The downside? Questions sat on the tip of her tongue though, and her palms were already sweating, a headache forming just behind her eyes as she tried to push the thoughts back. She could do this. Yet, to this point, her hold on sanity had not been tested by her addiction.  ! It would be fun to fight him though... " Moving on... ! It would be though!" Right... "What did you have in mind? I'm interested to hear what you've been up to as well..." She left that thought alone, both curious and worried about where the answer would take her.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 20:24:33 GMT -8
There was another chuckle as she mentioned his car, and that brought back more memories then those of maternal instinct, and shortly after it came a nice big grin, replacing the smile that had been there. She remembered all that quite well did she? Well, so did the behemoth, and regardless of his stance on how to approach it, he was still as crude as he had ever been.
"Mm, I heard no complaints other then that Travis would not like it when you were in my car you know. "
That smirk and his hand would have slipped forwards as he shifted around her just enough to pin her back against the lockers with that large body, pressing itself to the side of her head against the lockers.
"Or do you not remember that part?"
He asked with his brow cocking up, funny how fast his expression changed to something else was it not? He stopped himself after that though, winking at her and patting her cheek once more, stretching himself out and yawning.
"I was thinking of grabbing something to eat anyways, we could do that and chat about the past and present yea?"
Of course, he backed off of her, no longer keeping himself up on her and making her uncomfortable. Instead he just brought that smile back onto his lips and he slipped hands into his pockets, taking up a more relaxed stance instead of that overbearing monster he had been for a few moments.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 21:09:01 GMT -8
"Mm, I heard no complaints other then that Travis would not like it when you were in my car you know. "No way was she going to let him win this one. She smirked back at him, biting back that the comment got to her at all. And then she found herself chuckling as well at it. When she thought about it, it was so long ago, and so... over with, that it really didn't bother her. She couldn't even remember the last time she had thought about Travis actually... And then he pressed himself against her, pinning her.
"Or do you not remember that part?"Time to be smart... ass. Commence with the smartassery! ! She pushed back against him with her hips, pushing her upper back against the locker so that she was able to look up at his face in a cute girly way. "Oh I remember. Some of it... Maybe you could remind me?" She cocked her brow up at him in return and then he backed off. Her grip on her sanity came back as quickly as it had gone and she found herself blushing. She wiped her palms on her jeans, trying to calm herself. She could do this. She was over the addiction. This was just another trial. "I was thinking of grabbing something to eat anyways, we could do that and chat about the past and present yea?"She looked up at him. "What were you thinking? There's not much at school to eat..." ...!!! The sick,twisted smile returned to her face. "We may just have to get in your car and go right?!" And with that she practically skipped off down the hall, without waiting to see if he followed. Once outside she would turn towards the parking lot and wait for him, standing there like an excited puppy about to go on a walk.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 21:18:37 GMT -8
Hip bouncing? Well. Lets just say, him backing off did not work as smoothly because it, as he did not allow her to merely get away with her movements. He grinded slightly back into her little hip thrust, making sure to go nice and deep, a sort of tush push if you will.
Regardless of how much she had grown, it seemed the was still susceptible to those childish emotions, as no sooner then he had pulled away did she shift back into that little girl, blush coming on his lips and getting a nice big grin, which only grew as she took off towards the door, watching her backside as she went.
He followed of course, his stride allowing him to keep a rather quick pace on her without too much effort, and no sooner then they had exited and towards the parking lot would she see that custom build SRT-10 waiting. He loved his Viper, and he knew she enjoyed it as well regardless of what she said.
"I'll gladly remind you if you keep it up. "
He pulled his keys from his pockets, clicking the little black button on the little black box and a loud tweet could be heard as they approached indicating the alarm was off, and shortly after the locks clicked and unlocked as well.
"Where do you want to go to eat?"
He asked, his treat of course, but at the same time, as she approached the car, she would have found him dangerously close again, keeping her near the car as he opened the door, head against the side of hers slightly before he pulled back slowly, their bodies in contact for what seemed like a split second, but was more then enough to get the point across that he could play as well.
No sooner then she had gotten in and gotten settled did he shut the door and head around to the other side hopping himself in the thing and shutting the door as well, looking back over at her.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 21:46:38 GMT -8
Once outside, Sara looked up at him, smiling. ! She knew a big guy like that would be able to keep up with her~! And his car! That totally awesome car! The one in the distance! Oh yes! ! Reaching the car she could hear the locks click and excitedly stepped up to her door. This honestly seemed so familiar. Wonder why " oh well! "Where do you want to go to eat?""I'm not picky..." She paused when she realized he was close her again. She quickly relaxed, smiling at the challenge. If anything, this was going to be interesting. He might think her still a child, but she was more then ready to play his game. She climbed into the car, pulling her feet up under her comfortable in the large seat and pulled her seatbelt on. She was batshit insane, but not stupid D< For once, she didn't bother touching anything in his car, knowing from past experience it would lead to nothing good, and would only ruin the fun. She waited for him to climb in next to her to look at him. Leaning slightly closer to him she smiled. "What did YOU want to eat? I'm game for anything." She settled back, her gaze still on him. |
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 22:13:17 GMT -8
Ruin the fun? Oh no, pushing buttons usually led to her in his lap, and his hand striking her backside.. regardless of what she said, he knew deep down she liked it too, which made the punishment all the more amusing did it not?
The girl was antsy, it seemed, as like before she did like this massive car, as just like him it was a monstrous machine, capable of doing things your usual car would not be able to. His baby, or rather, it had been his brothers baby at one point, and eventually passed down the line to him.
"What do I want to eat?"
Brow went up and a wicked grin came across his lips as he glanced over at her, she put a little too much emphasis on that and a dirty thought hit his mind.
"Mm, well, lets just say I would not mind you on the menu.. but its probably best to get something at a restaurant?"
This said he would have kicked the car on, and with a rather loud roar it kicked to life and then hummed almost silently. The radio was off for once, a surprise no less, as it was usually blaring so loud it would deafen someone who could not hear in the first place.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 22:33:47 GMT -8
"Mm, well, lets just say I would not mind you on the menu.. but its probably best to get something at a restaurant?"She smirked at him. "If you'd prefer... You're the one driving." She settled back in her seat to look out the windshield as though he had missed out on a tasty treat. Which he had ;D rawr~ Sara was surprised when the car started and no music popped her ear drums. She looked at him incredulously. Now THIS was cause to press some buttons. She stared for a moment at the radio dial as though she could will it to life. Her sanity came back for another stab at control and turned away from the dials. She turned to him, suddenly serious. "So how have you been? It has been a while hasn't it?" k, enough goody stuff. The smile returned. Knowing he had problem seen her having a staring match with the radio dial, she gave him a look that said try to stop me, then her hand darted out and started pressing the buttons to the radio. !
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 22:59:37 GMT -8
"Heh, what I'd prefer is to grab a bite to eat then a bite to eat at another restaurant."
Of course, his perverted nature was tossed aside as her conversation shifted back to something apart from needed to eat things, body or otherwise. He just let out a rather loud yawn before he shifted the car into gear and started it up, not really worried about her playing with the radio, but there was always a chance of a spanking, if for no other reason then old times sake.
Glancing over at the girl for a moment, then back to the windshield, and beyond it, he would have pressed down on the pedal and let go of the brake letting the thing lurch forwards rather quickly out of its spot and on to the exit of the parking lot. Skipping class? Why not right?
"Indeed it has... I have actually been alright, there is not a whole lot that is different with me then when you left. I am still going to college, and still the same old asshole."
He said this all with a slight shrug of his shoulders, but his eyes did not leave the road, even though he was only controlling the wheel with one arm, and the other had rolled down the window with the electric switch and settled its elbow on the edge of the door.
"What about you? I can tell you've changed at least some."
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! It would be fun to fight him though...
" Moving on...