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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 8, 2009 10:35:02 GMT -8
Sara walked out of the front office with her backpack and a bunch of papers. It hadn't been as hard as she thought it was going to be to re-enroll herself in the school, which was good... For both them and her. She looked down at the small slip in her hand with her locker number on it and then glanced at her class schedule. With a small sigh she crumpled up her schedule. She wasn't going to need it. She was here for other reasons, none of which she felt like acknowledging right now.
Turning a corner and walking down the hallway she thought about being back in the school. This was where it had all started for her. If things hadn't gone wrong here, she never would have ended up the way she was. Bat shit insane. Then again, had she never come to this school to begin with, she wouldn't be this way. But what could you do...?
She paused and looked at the numbers on the lockers and pinpointed hers. Standing straighter, as though she was about to go to battle she stepped up to the metal door and reached out to the lock. She turned it slowly and took a deep breath.
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.... Nothing happened...
... Well... wasn't this familiar...
... Almost like Deja Vu...
... D< GODDAMMIT
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She... HATED lockers. HATED THEM. At her sides, her hands closed into fists. Why the hell didn't lockers like her!? She let out a frustrated growl and slammed her fist into the lock.
Surprise surprise...
It popped open =_="
Sara glared around to see if anyone had been watching her little fit as she pushed her bag into the locker.
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Post by Linda Osako on Sept 8, 2009 12:36:17 GMT -8
*SLAM!*
The sound caught Linda's attention like a moth to flame. Linda inquisitively walked over to where she heard the loud noise. She wasn't at all too surprised when she came up on a Sara Quinn, with a dented locker. Evidently something had gone wrong, astray, not according to Sara's plan, which had forced her to open it with.. .well, force!
Linda and Sara had never really talked before, but Linda's curiosity demanded that she change that. From what Linda knew, she had some connection to Matrim, but she had no idea to what extent the two knew each other.
"Locker was giving you a hard time huh?"
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Post by Grav on Sept 11, 2009 22:15:11 GMT -8
grav was relaxing in the hall today. he had on his dark lucky brand jeans along with hes bullet shell belt, drooped to the waist as always, a tight black shirt but this time he had on a leather jacket and a fedora.
he was sitting in the hall when he noticed a girl walk up to a locker. she tried. got angry and punched the thing. it made grav chuckle. he had found two die in his pocket today, oh boy!! new things to fiddle with. he would play with them in his hand as he approached what was now two girls.
locker was giving you a hard time huh?
grav heard the other girls say. before she could chime in grav responded with
"from what i saw, it was, but the lady here seemed to know how to handle it"
he chuckled then shot them a smile. no gum or toothpick to chew on today. unless either of them offered him one.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 14, 2009 12:09:15 GMT -8
[OOC - Sorry for taking so long ><" BUT I'M GOOD NOW~! Let's do this D<] "Locker was giving you a hard time huh?"As Sara was stuffing her bag into the locker a girl made her way over, probably attracted by the loud noise Sara had created when she tried to KILL her locker D< The girl, sadly, was someone Sara knew. Not well, but... Does biting someone constitute as knowing them pretty well?  " Sara closed her eyes, trying to forget the image of her jumping the the girl and biting her. Or attacking her that other time... Or... How many time had Sara fought this person and she STILL didn't know her name?! A deep breath and Sara opened her mouth to answer, if only to send the girl on her way, but was cut off by a male voice. Oh good god. What now? She had been hoping to avoid anyone or anything today, and now she had attracted two people to her. "From what i saw, it was, but the lady here seemed to know how to handle it"=_=" A smart ass eh? Sara turned her head to him, shooting him a death glare and turned back to her locker to take a deep breath. Plans of action ran through her mind. She was a mission today though, looking for someone, so her best bet was to play dumb and move on as quickly as possible. She turned back to the two and shot them the girliest smile she could muster. ^_____^ "I don't know what you're talking about. The locker... was... Dented when I got here..." ^__________^" She then tried to close the locker. However... The newest dent prevented that from happening. She pushed the door a few times, then lost it. She ripped the door from its hinges and threw it across the hall. D< SHE HATED STUPID LOCKERS D<<< ... " "It was like that when I got here... I swear..." |
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Post by Linda Osako on Sept 14, 2009 22:21:45 GMT -8
Linda could only laugh at the situation that had unfolded before her. This Sara girl WAS insane, not to mention strong as hell. She ripped the locker from its hinges like it was made of LEGOs and then threw it down the hall.
Priceless...
She looked at the boy who had caught Sara's death glare. He didn't look familiar, but he seemed like he wanted only to make nice.
"Before you do something else that might get her to jump you, what's your name Mr..?" She would address Grav, as she was still kind of chuckling.
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Post by Grav on Sept 14, 2009 22:44:30 GMT -8
grav noticed the death glare..... the price he payed for the joys of smart assery. and he did enjoy a good bout of smart assery. it was his nature. he couldnt help it. but he enjoyed it none the less.
grav chuckled at the glare. probably only angering the girl more. as she explained that its current state was this when it she happened upon it, he knew she was bullshitting. he saw her punch it but he played along.
"of course it was, i was right there and didnt see a thing"
grav smirked and as he noticed the locker shoot down the hall, he was taken aback. damn kids here are strong.
"and it was like that too when she got here....."
grav chuckled. he heard the other girl speak.
Before you do something else that might get her to jump you, what's your name Mr..
"mr. le beau. caleb le beau, but my friends call me grav. its a pleasure ms...."
grav tilted his hat down in acknowledgment of the greeting.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 14, 2009 23:58:08 GMT -8
"Before you do something else that might get her to jump you, what's your name Mr..?"
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"mr. le beau. caleb le beau, but my friends call me grav. its a pleasure ms...."
They were not talking like she wasn't there =_=" The girl... She... was scary. He... Was a smart ass. Who the HELL did these two think they were!?
"NOBODY CARES!" Sara pulled her bag from the locker and walked to the other side of the hallway, to the row of lockers on the opposite wall. Approaching, she lifted her leg and kicked out at one of the doors. The locker popped open, revealing the belongings of some now lockerless student.
Dropping her bag at her feet she pulled books and things from the locker and tossed them behind her... In mr. le beau's general direction.
As a final precaution, in case he had moved while she destroyed the things left in HER new locker, she turned, the final book from the locker in her hand, and wiped it directly at the guys head.
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Post by Grav on Sept 16, 2009 22:54:22 GMT -8
as the girl stormed off grav was a bit taken aback, he had only meant to be polite. and when he heard noise from behind him he turned around. he noticed her taking the books from the locker. and he noticed her throwing them at him. now thats just plain rude.
grav wasnt going to have any of this. he would make sure of it. (qi activated) using his qi he would take control of these projectiles and redirect their momentum back at the girl. this redirection would send them back at her with a little bit more force, and with the right timing would hit her just as she turned to swipe that last book at grav.
"now what was that for?? i was only being polite!"
grav was no longer amused, he was angry.
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Post by Linda Osako on Sept 17, 2009 0:22:21 GMT -8
Linda stepped back, avoiding the flying school supplies. Did Sara fucking rob a target, how much stuff did she have in that locker? Then crazy lobbed a book at Grav's head. She really wanted a fight, or had a strange way of saying 'Hi'. Grav responded as Linda would have, ready to take the fight to Sara. In her mind though, Linda knew that Grav would probably stand no chance against the crazy girl. None at all. Sad times  |
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 17, 2009 12:33:07 GMT -8
[OOC - Oh really Grav =D?! This is about to get interesting!!! <3] Just as Sara turned to whip the final book at him, she caught the movement of the books flying back at her. She barely even flinched. Her hold on sanity snapped. Enter crazy Sara~<3 The moment the first one touched her, in a split second, a faint green wind would cover her, flowing gently just above her skin. A loud boom would fill the halls and with a flick of her arm the books would again be blasted back at him as though each was slammed with a tremendous amount of force back in his direction. Sara laughed. "I don't really need a reason. You're going to play with me some more right? That can't be all you got!"  ! Another flick of her wrist would send the locker door she had thrown only moments earlier flying at him. OOC - Posts till next burst - 3
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Post by Grav on Sept 17, 2009 12:58:07 GMT -8
(OOC: mwahahaha!!!! imma get my ass kicked!!! lol but itll be worth it for the exp and the fun of getting to use my qi  ) grav was suprised when the books came flying back at him. immediately he ducked down and dodged them, then came the locker. the locker threw grav off of his game but not enough to hinder him. he used his qi to redirect it back at sarah with enough force to knock down a tree, just as he did this he jumped back against the lockers so as to pivot off of them into a roundhouse kick that he would send into saras face. "this aint nearly everything i got darlin, im glad you find it amusing cuz now im starting to have some fun with it too." grav smirked, perhaps this was her way of making friends. who knows? but either way, grav was always willing to fight as long as it was for a reason, and this brat of a girl was a good reason. "lets keep things...... LIGHT shall we?" just as he said it, grav jumped up and hused his gloves to distort the gravity of the ceiling above sara, quickly moving out of the way for the fact that he knew it would come crashing down, hopefully on sara. "your move hun" |
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 19, 2009 13:07:46 GMT -8
Sara smiled as he dodged the flying books. He was better then she had anticipated. He had an interesting qi. It was similar to hers, but different enough to keep things interesting. The locker seemed to catch him off guard, but using his qi, he caught it before it hit him and it was sent back at her, faster and stronger then before.
She smiled, her fingers flexing in the gloves. A flick off her wrist sent a blast at the locker door to slow it down, so that when it was close enough, she simply lifted her hands and caught it, using its momentum to pivot into a spin and use the door like a baseball bat, her gloves keeping it from slipping out of her hands. Unable to pull out of his roundhouse kick, having already jumped as she caught the locker, she would slam it into him mid jump, knocking him away from her quite painfully.
It was only another simple movement to bring the locker above her head like a shelf to catch the debris of the falling ceiling if her treating him like a baseball hadn't been enough to knock some sense OUT of him before he was able to use his qi again. The gloves would again aid the locker door from slipping out of her hands. With her strength and the material of the ceiling being mostly light plaster, it was no problem to catch it and simple toss it off to the side afterward.
Stepping out of the debris, relatively unscathed, she ran at him, drawing her right fist back for a simple straight jab into his chest, just below his ribs. As soon as the punch landed or missed, it was a simple matter of using her own momentum of moving to turn slightly and dance lightly off to his right, just out of his reach for retaliation.
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Constitution: 60
Intelligence: 60
Wisdom: 60
Charisma: 27
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! Another flick of her wrist would send the locker door she had thrown only moments earlier flying at him.
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