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Post by meigan on Jan 30, 2007 22:42:06 GMT -8
((ooc: Entry post, fweeeeee~!))
Public High School number 259...did that mean there were two hundred and fifty eight other public schools out there? Where were they? Were there more? The green haired girl pondered the significance of the oddly general name for a school as she approached it, a step behind a brown haired boy, also a freshman. "Dair, why is it number 259?" She asked him, taking an extra long step to catch up, emerald hues looking at the boy.
"I dunno, Meig, is just is." The boy replied with a shrug, pushing open the door and walking in like it was no big deal. Despite her normally nonchalant manner, Meigan was a bit apprehensive at entering in an actual public school. She pressed her lips together in a partial curious cringe something or other look, her gaze darting in all directions as she took in the different aspects of the school. Lockers..some dented? Windows...one was cracked? "Uhhh, Dair? Why does everything look...slightly demolished?"
"The kids fight a lot here, you'll get used to it." The green eyed girl's face lit up at this. Fighting? In the open? And here parents had sent her here to curb her behavior, hah! "Oh, alright.." She replied innocently, adjusting her bag on her shoulder as she noticed the sign for the main office. "I'll see you around.." She said, leaving her cousin to his own devices as she entered the office and handing the secretary her school records. Well 'school' records...anyway, the woman told her to have a seat in one of the chairs while they filed her into the system, giver her a map of the buildings and possibly arrange a tour of the school.
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Jyo
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True strength is the willingness to improve one's self in any way
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Post by Jyo on Jan 30, 2007 22:50:31 GMT -8
Jyo was sitting in his normal tree in the courtyard when his cellphone went off.
What the hell? Who calls me at this time? He thought slightly wary. The last time he got a call while in school it hadn't been leading to pleasent events. He flipped open the phone and answered it.
"Hello this is Jyo speaking." He said.
"Ahh Mr. Mashima. We have a student here who needs to be shown around the school a little bit. As you don't have class at the moment we wondered if you wouldn't mind doing it." Said a voice. jyo thought for a moment then shrugged.
"Ahhh sure why not? I'll be there in a few minutes." He said and flipped the phone closed and slid out of the tree landing lightly on his feet then pulled out the steel rimmed shades and slipped the over his piercing eyes then headed to the office.
He arrived a few minutes later walking in so quietly that unless you had been looking at the door you wouldn't noticed he had entered.
"Allright I'm here. So who needed to be shown around the school?' He said and his gaze fell on the girl there. She looked to be a freshman or a sophomore. he wasn't sure. But he didn't think she would be a junior yet. He gave a small smile and a nod figuring things out himself.
"Name's Jyo." he said in greeting.
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Post by meigan on Jan 31, 2007 12:28:48 GMT -8
"Alright, I'm here, so who needed to be shown around the school?" Meigan looked up from her seat to see an older student with long bright red hair walking through the door. So, vibrant color seemed to be an acceptable thing here, good. The freshman blew at her seafoam bangs that were falling a bit into her eyes, standing up at her cue to go. "Meigan, nice to meet you." She replied with a nod in return. There really wasn't much more to be said, he was lucky he got a 'nice to meet you,' because really, it didn't make any difference to her.
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Jyo
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True strength is the willingness to improve one's self in any way
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Post by Jyo on Jan 31, 2007 18:23:32 GMT -8
Jyo motioned for Meigan to follow him. Once they were walking down the halls he spoke up.
"Interesting name. Meigan... Where does it originate from?' he asked as they headed away from the offices. They still had a moment before Jyo would need to point anything out so he figured that it was a good time to find out the origins of her name. He studied alot particularly with names considering all the interesting ones of the students he met. But this was one that he wasn't familiar with.
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Post by Veyugan ~* on Feb 2, 2007 22:25:13 GMT -8
Veyugan's hand allowed the dollar bill to be 'swallowed' by the vending machine as he took a step back - taking a closer look at his wide selection. Scanning the side panel of the machine, he quickly found his poision, Pepsi, and depressed the small white button with his index finger. The machine grumbled with a low tone and stopped. No Pepsi. No change. It had robbed Veyugan. Once more, he pressed the button, leaning on false hope that the machine would realize its fuck up and give him his Pepsi. Alas, no Pepsi. Veyugan pushed his chin with his right hand, turning his head to the left. A series of cracks erupted down Veyugan's spine. He inhaled sharply and exhaled slowly. With the same finger, he pressed the 'change' rod, hoping to get his change back. Nothing.
Veyugan turned around, facing his back to the machine, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. Bringing his other hand to his belt, he wrapped his fingers around the hilt of his Kris, sliding it slowly out of its sheath. Turning rather quickly, Veyugan raised the Kris, and brought it down at an angle, letting the tip pierce through the hard plastic of the machine. Bringing his arm down, he let the sharpened sides of the blade cut through the length of plastic as he removed the blade, and sheathed it. He let out a small sigh as he looked to his left - seeing a girl looking at him with wide eyes. A smirk came upon Veyugan's face as he shook his head lightly.
"The fuck you want?''[/b]
Veyugan didn't mind the attention, but those eyes were creeping him out. She shot off - almost running into two students walking down the hall, a man with red hair, a girl with green. Paying no mind, Veyugan turned to the machine and slid his hands into the cut he had made. Pulling both sides open, he allowed the contents of the machine to be shown to anyone with eyes. Reaching his hand within the machine, he selected his can, and removed it, turning on a heel to walk away from the machine, and be on his way. Veyugan didn't realize it, but what he did was rather loud, and some people were staring at him as he walked away, snapping the can lid open, raising the rim to his mouth to take a sip.
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Post by meigan on Feb 4, 2007 19:35:34 GMT -8
"It comes from Megan, which is a variation of Margaret, which means pearl." She said matter-of-factly. She was asked about her name a lot, about its peculiarity from the "norm of names." Meigan really didnt thin kher name was all that different, and she actually kind of liked its unique quality, but she guessed that was all a matter of opinion. "My mom is a freelance photographer, and artist is you will. She-"
Meigan cut off as a piercing sound rang through the hallway. The green haired girl frowned, looking for the source of the sound as she finished her sentence, her tone of voice changing curiously. "-chose it. What in the world?" She asked, unable to tear her emerald gaze from the boy who just ripped open the vending machine. Instead of being repulsed or scared, Meig was more intruigued by this openly destructive action.
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Jyo
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True strength is the willingness to improve one's self in any way
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Post by Jyo on Feb 5, 2007 22:31:38 GMT -8
Jyo listend and he was interested. He realized the fact the way the name was variated was what threw him off. It was an interesting twist. He had heard of similar names having this done to them. he always liked the creativity behind it no matter how subtle.
His attention was draw to the same thing as Meigan. A vending maching broken by a student who grabbed a soda from it. He didn't care really and deftly stepped to the side as the girl ran past.
How very uncivilized He thought and shrugged. Let this guy break stuff. he wasn't one to do anything about it. His concerne was if the guy attacked the students.
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Post by Veyugan ~* on Feb 6, 2007 18:17:08 GMT -8
Ah, attention. How Veyugan loved it.
Well, most of it. Veyugan's stride did not falter as he began to realize people were staring at him. He didn't mind; in fact, a smile spread across his lips as he continued his walk. It wasn't unlikely for someone to attack a vending machine in the school, nor was any form of violence uncommon. However, the school seemed to be at peace as of now, and Veyugan did his part in ruining the temporary condition. A small chuckle emitted from his being as his eyes scanned the people lingering in the halls - matching their stare with a stare of his own. He stopped in the middle of the hallway, taking another sip of his drink. As he lowered the can, something caught his attention.
'Those eyes.'[/i]
Veyugan's own white colored eyes connected with a pair of emerald colored eyes - causing the smile upon his face to grow even wider. The girl was cute to say the least. As the girl walked by, Veyugan's gaze didn't break with hers.
"Hey there."[/color]
Veyugan would keep his smile, showing off his pearly whites as she passed by. It really didn't matter to him if she walked by and said nothing, but he wouldn't mind a little conversation right now. He was bored, and wasn't really interested in going to his next class. To be honest, he was thinking about taking his Veyron out for a little cruise. If not, he would try and find the school pool, if it had one. Being as if the pool in 552 was his favorite place to ditch, Veyugan could find comfort in the same area in this school. He needed a little swim, and maybe he'd have someone to join him.
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