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Post by Stevie-Rae on May 12, 2017 6:17:18 GMT -8
Stevie looked out the window for what seemed the 1000th time this period. She really hated Mr. Kirigiya. He was super boring. You ever seen that One commercial: "Clear eyes. Wow." He. Was. That. Lame. It wasn't even funny anymore. To make it that much worse, this was history. Dear GAWD! Stevie yearned for the bell to ring. She didn't even care right now. School was almost over and new students were still pouring in! What the hell people! Don't you have ANYTHING better to do? She looked back down at her watch, 5 minutes till the bell rang. Ugh. Stevie stood up and shoved her seat back, heading right for the door. As she reached it she turned around to see a not so surprised Kirigiya watching her leave.
"History repeats itself. I'll just watch the reruns. Bye."
At that, Stevie opened the door and left. Back to MY office and that fucking brat, john summers, had better not be there.
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Post by Nemesis on May 12, 2017 6:45:16 GMT -8
/ooc/The rust...is real.\\
As soon as Stevie began her charge out the door, she'd run into something very unusual.
It was a girl! Apparently, she'd been standing there for a good while before getting knocked on her rump with a yip. What do you know, history really does repeat itself! Looks like Mr.Kirigiya was right.-But nevermind that for now.
The girl was small in stature, and wore a green hoodie which reached roughly down to her middle thighs. Her long silver hair was held back by the hood itself, and her glossy blue orbs looked up to Stevie, then to the class room. She was silent as her face grew red in embarrassment.
"O-oh, um-I-I was just uh...!"
Just from a quick listen, it was easy to tell how stressed the girl's silvery voice was. It was higher, like a child's very own, but still quiet to the point it was hard to understand much of what she was saying.
The girl looked back and forth quickly before getting up and darting down the hallway and taking the nearest left. She looked around desperately for an open classroom! But when yanked on, most of the doors were locked of course. Giving up after the fifth door, the girl would take a fetal position with her back to the wall.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on May 12, 2017 11:24:44 GMT -8
Stevie looked down at the small girl she had bumped into. She scowled at the girl and was just about to comment when the girl RAN AWAY! What on earth... Stevie thought. With a sigh she followed the girl just in case. She did seem quite flustered, like a child lost with strangers. Finally she caught up with the girl who was crumpled on the floor in a fetal position. Odd. Stevie mustered her best comforting smile and crouched several feet from the girl.
"Hey, hey. It's alright. It's okay. Your fine. My name is Stevie-Rae. I'm the Captain of the School Hall Police. I'm not going to hurt you. What's your name?"
Her smile was genuine, her stature suggested a yearning to help and honest compassion.
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Post by Nemesis on May 12, 2017 19:35:56 GMT -8
/ooc/Didn't describe the fetal position well enough. Think of a more upright position. Eh, not that big of a deal.\\ The new girl figured Stevie would pursue, but a caring smile was the last thing she suspected. Her head rose to meet the other's. Oddly enough, this stranger-who was so rudely bumped into-didn't seem hostile at all as she introduced herself. A kind young lass by the name of Stevie-Rae; Captain of the school hall police...of the school hall police...of the school hall police...of the school hall...
Something clicked in the strange girl's head. [This girl is the Captain of the school police...police arrest bad people, b-but these are in school...!-A-and i'm in school...!] Needless to say, her mind was spinning in uncertainty. But never mind that! The captain presented a question of utmost importance: a name. "...N-Nemesis...I'm new here...a-are you going to arrest me...?" Because that was definitely the most important thing to ask about in this situation... |
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Post by Stevie-Rae on May 13, 2017 7:24:31 GMT -8
Stevie had to stifle a giggle. This girl was absolutely adorable!
"No, darlin'. I'm not going to arrest you. I just wanted to make sure you were alright."
She stood to an upright position and offered Nemesis a hand.
"Welcome to 259. Just be careful. I am pretty sure I am the nicest one here even with my temper."
Stevie thought for a moment. This girl seemed really innocent and... well small. She didn't really belong here. She wasn't a trouble maker, so why was she here?
"If you don't mind me asking, why are you here? You don't seem like the usual type to be sent here."
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Post by Nemesis on May 14, 2017 5:52:00 GMT -8
I just wanted to make sure you were alright.
Stevie's words touched Nemesis in a way. Until now, the thought of someone else being so nurturing was unthinkable. But it's still to early to assume the girl's character. Nemesis worried about this "temper" Stevie brought to light...
Nemesis watched with uncertainty as the Captain held out a hand. Rather than offering a shake of hands, it was clear that the girl meant to help Nemesis up from the hallway floor. Everything is learning. Nemesis reached out for just a moment, but her hand retracted quickly. Her eyes averted themselves from those belonging to Stevie. Stepping up, Nemesis nodded to her unlikely friend's welcoming.
Being a new student, it would only be natural for someone to question Nemesis about her arrival to PHS#259. It was like jail in a way. First thing fellow inmates always go to is the origin story. For hours, men and women explain why "this judge was wrong" or how they weren't responsible for their situation. As weird as it sounds, Nemesis isn't really sure why she is where she is. A short explanation was given before, but trust in that was at a minimum for sure. As mediocre a reason as it was, the punishment for telling was too high to risk. The question itself seemed to just barely catch Nemesis off guard.
"Huh?..I, was told not to tell.-But I'm not a bad person...!"
Nemesis' voice was steadier than before, but still too quiet for comfort, even when seemingly speaking with what she would call a "raised voice."
Her composure regained to an extent, Nemesis tried to take lead in the conversation!
"Is this period History for you?...That was my next class too. There just so many people.."
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Post by Stevie-Rae on May 29, 2017 7:33:52 GMT -8
I AM SO SORRY AI HAVEN'T GOTTEN BACK TO THIS SOONER!!!!!
Stevie watched the girl jump up and almost giggled at her response. The girl was right to be cautious. This place was really bad if you weren't careful and knew how to handle rough situations. Wait... Not to tell? What on earth? Stevie definitely heard that. She instantly made a mental note to watch this girl closely. She might have done something g terrible and therefore was dangerous, or she was... a spy? No that didn't sound right. Stevie was going to get to the bottom of this. She had to.
Stevie lifted her hands defensively.
"Whoah, whoah. It's alright. Calm down, Honey." The she calmed and asked about history. "Yes. This is my history class. I was actually headed out to my office."
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