BlackPanther
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mid term on the 19 so slight delay in all my everything
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9 yrs ago
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mid term on the 19 so slight delay in all my everything
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9 yrs ago
I have learned I'm allergic to deer. Still had a fun time though
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9 yrs ago
Today I have aged another year. Yay aging lol
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9 yrs ago
I passed biochemistry. Hell yes no more chemistry to deal with woo! Now to go calm my nerves before i vibrate through the floor
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9 yrs ago
I have my biochem final on Monday and am still not feeling well. My apologies for the delays.
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@Caits@Vicier
Aron
Aron fell into the embrace. His own arms going right around Cody. He felt his gaze being drawn up and found himself finally making eye contact with Cody. Well...sort of. His vision was mostly out of one eye at the moment. Aron felt himself listen to every word and felt his heart swell. What has he done to deserve such an amazing boyfriend. He didn't know...but he never wanted it to end.
He slowly nodded and wiped away a stray tear that has clung to his less injured eye. He blinked his eyes still watery and managed a small smile. "I would love that." he was sure gage would to. Being away from the house of horrors would be a dream come true. He felt Cody gently trace over his wounds and looked down before looking back at Cody. "I don't think I could've handled the chance of you getting hurt too."
Then with that last sentence a smile blossomed on his face. "It does feel pretty great" he found himself pulling Cody into another embrace before managing to kiss him.
Gage
Gage was about to respond to Riley. To thank her when he saw Miranda walked by. He raised a brow and winced at every touch of antiseptic wipe. Then he heard the sniffle. His attention immediately was 100 percent on his girlfriend. Who was now crying. He shook his head and lightly enveloped her hands with his own.
His voice was soft. "Hey hey no." he gently kisses her forehead and drew her to him. "You were doing a great job. You got every scratch." he wasn't just saying that she really did. He chest felt like ants went through it...but that's how you know it's working right? He gently took the now red wipe from her and pulled her into a hug.
"I promise you did right." he heard the others start packing it up and kissed her forehead again. "Sounds like the others are packing up. Want to meet up with Cassandra or the rv...whatever you want to do" he felt that Cassandra probably wanted them to go with her since she was the one to convince Syleste's mother...but he was leaving it up to his pink haired girlfriend. She didn't know it yet...but she had him wrapped around her finger already.
Aron
Aron fell into the embrace. His own arms going right around Cody. He felt his gaze being drawn up and found himself finally making eye contact with Cody. Well...sort of. His vision was mostly out of one eye at the moment. Aron felt himself listen to every word and felt his heart swell. What has he done to deserve such an amazing boyfriend. He didn't know...but he never wanted it to end.
He slowly nodded and wiped away a stray tear that has clung to his less injured eye. He blinked his eyes still watery and managed a small smile. "I would love that." he was sure gage would to. Being away from the house of horrors would be a dream come true. He felt Cody gently trace over his wounds and looked down before looking back at Cody. "I don't think I could've handled the chance of you getting hurt too."
Then with that last sentence a smile blossomed on his face. "It does feel pretty great" he found himself pulling Cody into another embrace before managing to kiss him.
Gage
Gage was about to respond to Riley. To thank her when he saw Miranda walked by. He raised a brow and winced at every touch of antiseptic wipe. Then he heard the sniffle. His attention immediately was 100 percent on his girlfriend. Who was now crying. He shook his head and lightly enveloped her hands with his own.
His voice was soft. "Hey hey no." he gently kisses her forehead and drew her to him. "You were doing a great job. You got every scratch." he wasn't just saying that she really did. He chest felt like ants went through it...but that's how you know it's working right? He gently took the now red wipe from her and pulled her into a hug.
"I promise you did right." he heard the others start packing it up and kissed her forehead again. "Sounds like the others are packing up. Want to meet up with Cassandra or the rv...whatever you want to do" he felt that Cassandra probably wanted them to go with her since she was the one to convince Syleste's mother...but he was leaving it up to his pink haired girlfriend. She didn't know it yet...but she had him wrapped around her finger already.
@Themerlinhawk@Caits
Barachiel smiled as misty accepted his offer. He patted his pockets and produced a card with his number on it. He gently handed it to her and tilted his head. "Whenever you are ready to begin either find me here or call me." he glanced at Lazarus and raised a brow. When the both of them were done with her he was sure she would be a formidable opponent to any whom crossed her.
Though he did wonder what exactly he saw that spurred that one. For the angel it was a matter of helping. He then took a step back to allow them to converse. His way f being there in case she wanted something, but also showing he wasn't listening in on their conversation.
Meanwhile behind him one of the pupils he was helping was sneaking up behind him. Probably not the best idea on her part, but she wanted to prove how good she was. She got closer and within seconds Barachiel had her pinned. One talon aimed at her throat the other at her heart she swallowed and managed a sheepish smile. H-Hey Bar Baraciel rubbed his face before straightening and helping her up. "Are you hurt?" the girl rubbed her neck and shook her head. Physically no....but my pride is damaged Barachiel rolled his eyes.
"Haven't I told you not to sneak up on me unless we are practicing?" Yea...my bad....anyway I came to say thanks for the help and that I can't meet up this week. Barachiel's wings folded and he nodded. "Okay...you know how to reach me when you're ready" the girl nodded and waved as she left the room. Barachiel turned to face the two and looked sheepish. Part of him hoped they didn't see the whole tackling part. Or how he nearly damaged that girl. He switched hands on the flute case.
Barachiel
Barachiel smiled as misty accepted his offer. He patted his pockets and produced a card with his number on it. He gently handed it to her and tilted his head. "Whenever you are ready to begin either find me here or call me." he glanced at Lazarus and raised a brow. When the both of them were done with her he was sure she would be a formidable opponent to any whom crossed her.
Though he did wonder what exactly he saw that spurred that one. For the angel it was a matter of helping. He then took a step back to allow them to converse. His way f being there in case she wanted something, but also showing he wasn't listening in on their conversation.
Meanwhile behind him one of the pupils he was helping was sneaking up behind him. Probably not the best idea on her part, but she wanted to prove how good she was. She got closer and within seconds Barachiel had her pinned. One talon aimed at her throat the other at her heart she swallowed and managed a sheepish smile. H-Hey Bar Baraciel rubbed his face before straightening and helping her up. "Are you hurt?" the girl rubbed her neck and shook her head. Physically no....but my pride is damaged Barachiel rolled his eyes.
"Haven't I told you not to sneak up on me unless we are practicing?" Yea...my bad....anyway I came to say thanks for the help and that I can't meet up this week. Barachiel's wings folded and he nodded. "Okay...you know how to reach me when you're ready" the girl nodded and waved as she left the room. Barachiel turned to face the two and looked sheepish. Part of him hoped they didn't see the whole tackling part. Or how he nearly damaged that girl. He switched hands on the flute case.
@Raijinslayer
I believe my question got lost lol
So. Is there food in Jadens bag?
If not no problem
If so...backpack pikachu is gonna eat some
I believe my question got lost lol
So. Is there food in Jadens bag?
If not no problem
If so...backpack pikachu is gonna eat some
@Vicier@YoshiSkittlez@Nallore
Clifford inhaled and Ickes the rest of his team after Giddeon picked his. To look at his team would have really anyone notice something. They were all the outcasts. One in particular named Tim he had picked first. This kid was scrawny with large circular glasses and he seemed to light up at being picked first for once. His team picked he was about to get out there when he paused.
He heard her tone of voice the pauses...the pain. He lightly made his way to his bag. He made his way to Ms. F and glanced at Zaiger. He then focused on Ms. F and that's when a change could be noticed. Eyes that seemed to show raw emotion. Someone who had lived too long and seen too much death. He gently pressed a bottle of aspirin into her hand and gave a very small barely noticeable smile. A smile of comfort.
Then that mask popped right into place as the sound of bulling reached him. He spun and a snarl came from him. He hated bullies. This particular one was a football player with an ego larger then his Neanderthal head. It seemed the bully had taken tims glasses...Clifford growled again and stormed his way to them.
He stepped inbetween bully and victim and crossed his arms. He was a good foot shorter then football head and had to look up...but that did not deplete the anger in his eyes. He plucked the glasses from the bully and handed them to Tim who quietly and wisely ran and re joined the red team. really ginger what are you gonna do now? Stare at me? Clifford responded by raising a brow and walking away. The bully acted like he won that round.
His team blinked back to reality from the moment and went back through the motions of the game.
Clifford
Clifford inhaled and Ickes the rest of his team after Giddeon picked his. To look at his team would have really anyone notice something. They were all the outcasts. One in particular named Tim he had picked first. This kid was scrawny with large circular glasses and he seemed to light up at being picked first for once. His team picked he was about to get out there when he paused.
He heard her tone of voice the pauses...the pain. He lightly made his way to his bag. He made his way to Ms. F and glanced at Zaiger. He then focused on Ms. F and that's when a change could be noticed. Eyes that seemed to show raw emotion. Someone who had lived too long and seen too much death. He gently pressed a bottle of aspirin into her hand and gave a very small barely noticeable smile. A smile of comfort.
Then that mask popped right into place as the sound of bulling reached him. He spun and a snarl came from him. He hated bullies. This particular one was a football player with an ego larger then his Neanderthal head. It seemed the bully had taken tims glasses...Clifford growled again and stormed his way to them.
He stepped inbetween bully and victim and crossed his arms. He was a good foot shorter then football head and had to look up...but that did not deplete the anger in his eyes. He plucked the glasses from the bully and handed them to Tim who quietly and wisely ran and re joined the red team. really ginger what are you gonna do now? Stare at me? Clifford responded by raising a brow and walking away. The bully acted like he won that round.
His team blinked back to reality from the moment and went back through the motions of the game.
@Caits
Aron
Aron slowly removed the helmet and looked down. He trembled before he started to speak. "...I...I wasn't thinking. They asked where we had been" he bit his lip and kept his gaze down. He shook before continuing. "Gage said he was with his new girlfriend and...I blurted it out." a sniff with a shake in his voice. "Everything happened so fast. P...Phil dragged off gage and I got...beat with a bible"
He slowly looked at Cody. "S..She said she was beating the gay away" he slowly pulled up his shirt revealing rectangular bruises before taking his hand away letting the shirt fall back. "If if I hadn't said anything...." he kept his gaze away from Cody. "Gage wouldn't have been whipped for knowing" he shook again. "My fault"
Aron
Aron slowly removed the helmet and looked down. He trembled before he started to speak. "...I...I wasn't thinking. They asked where we had been" he bit his lip and kept his gaze down. He shook before continuing. "Gage said he was with his new girlfriend and...I blurted it out." a sniff with a shake in his voice. "Everything happened so fast. P...Phil dragged off gage and I got...beat with a bible"
He slowly looked at Cody. "S..She said she was beating the gay away" he slowly pulled up his shirt revealing rectangular bruises before taking his hand away letting the shirt fall back. "If if I hadn't said anything...." he kept his gaze away from Cody. "Gage wouldn't have been whipped for knowing" he shook again. "My fault"
@Caits
The rare glimpse of raw emotion bubble
I shall continue to wait until a Giddeon post
As I don't want to wreck any plans :3
The rare glimpse of raw emotion bubble
I shall continue to wait until a Giddeon post
As I don't want to wreck any plans :3
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