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10 yrs ago
Current dyin from work. Gonna be brain dead for a while until I readjust
10 yrs ago
School. Hell. I'm almost certain there's school in Hell.
11 yrs ago
I wanna be a crystal gem, ma
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11 yrs ago
It's been a bad week and it's only wednesday
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11 yrs ago
EY YO SENPAI NOTICE ME
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Hikari noticed John's unease after her reply. It looked like she wasn't the only one who had lied about something lately. Hikari didn't know exactly what but judging by his file, which she had skimmed some, he was genius. She'd also heard about some kind of new gun hitting the streets and creating mayhem. He'd probably been responsible, but Chicago was a big city and she'd be hard pressed to not find another genius there, working for the gangs. "What's with the face? You remember you left something there?" she was trying to break the tension, but it came out so blunt she might have just angered him. Oh well, that couldn't be helped then.
Which we kinda did sit for days. I know it's not fair to go ahead without you, but the fact of the matter is that we weren't doing anything that you needed to be a part of. In fact, you can just skip everything we've posted because we're all just sitting around investigating the new base. I know that it's not fair to a slower poster like you Panda, but we would also like to RP too, and your asking us to just stop for one person (the other saying that it was fine to go ahead) because they can't keep up with something very very minor. If we were starting a plot or a battle, I'm almost certain that we'd slow down for you.
Jak tried to stay focused on the lesson, but her attention was torn away when she thought she saw red outside the window. She'd been looking outside to see what was going on when the teacher loudly announced a new student from America had shown up. That sounded pretty cool, being from America and Japan too. He even knew Japanese too. She almost felt bad for him when he was forced to sit next to Cyril. She smiled encouragingly at the pair, trying to cheer up Daisuke and not anger Cyril. Then again, Cyril managed to get angry at the drop of a hat. He never let it out, but it was the way his face moved when he spoke. It was like he was holding back what he really wanted to say.

She tried to scribble down some more notes, but she was back on her footing. Maybe if she moved left first instead and tried to train her left hand like her right... that would mix it up for long enough to find something new. Maybe she should fight closer to her combatants, try and restrict their movements. No, in martial arts that would only end badly. She had to be careful. She put down her pencil and used her arms as a pillow to wait for lunch which was hours away. If she could glare at the clock and make it tick faster she would. RIght now the loud second hand was like a silent punishment, a reminder of the warm day sitting outside if she could just reach it.

Maybe she could figure out a way to make Daisuke sit next to her. It just didn't seem fair to sit the newest student next to the grumpiest. Why was she worried about this anyway? She had more important things to worry about. Namely, the test that would be coming up soon and she still hadn't studied. Also, she had to worry about the recent practices. They'd been awful lately. Maybe she could ask someone for an opinion on how she should fight.

She wished she had her bat, just to swing around like a sword and pretend to brandish it against her opponents. Maybe then she'd feel better.
I've assumed so... mostly because it would be more convenient for them to be in one place more often.
"Hmm. I guess I coulda done that." Hikari replied. "All I know is that someone would say go grab something and give it to someone else. Faces just weren't something I needed to hang on to long term, so I didn't." maybe it was something more than guns, considering that Steampunk apparently was some kinda genius.
"Chicago? That's where I'm from." Hikari said, drawing a blank on John's face. Maybe she'd done something for him once? She couldn't figure it out. There had been a lot of faces that she'd delivered to in not a lot of time. "Wonder if we've ever met? I'm not good with faces." Hikari mused, trying to remember. Maybe she had? He was kind of familiar now, but she couldn't place where or when she'd seen him. Maybe they'd never met and she was just making stuff up now. Oh well, maybe he'd remember better than she did.
"Hmmm." Hikari said as a way of reply to Roxy. "I ran illegal stuff all over Chicago. Dunno what half the crap was, probably killed folks, but I don't care. Managed to leave home and find something worth paying attention to. Then I got busted by the cops, guess my busting up their crap made 'em mad." Hikari was so nonchalant about the way she said it, like it was just something that just happened. She didn't care at all. "Plain and simple."
Jakki Dafne sat close to the window, in the middle row. Close to the kids who didn't care, and just far away from those that she could maintain her aloofness and no one would notice. She stared out the window, watching the trees and water outside. She'd have to replace the flowers soon, when she last checked they were starting to wilt.

She'd never told anyone, but less than a year ago her father passed away. It wasn't like they cared anyway. All they wanted was her to laugh, smile, and smooth things over for them. She enjoyed it, but it just felt like she was missing something important. Her conversations were all pretty one-sided and meaningless with those people who hung around her. Dad would know what to do. While the thought made her feel more miserable on this already long day, her blank and vacant expression didn't change. She looked as though the weight of the world settled on her shoulders, but most times people would see a smile and a goofy joke before they saw this. Worrying about this wasn't something would help her in the long run. She needed to relax and take a deep breath. "Just let those feelings wash away." with that, Jak smiled again, a small change but her demeanor shifted. Thanks, Dad.

The smile brightened her grey eyes from their stormy and thoughtful presence to something like a rain shower with the sun out. It was going to be okay, even if you were soaked to the bone and shivering, the rain just washed out the dirt and the sun cleared away the water. Jak shifted a little and a rebellious strand of black hair moved into her vision. Quickly undoing her bun and redoing it, anything that had escaped from the rigid way she tied her hair back was smoothed back into obedience. It was so natural to move it all back now, even though she hadn't really bothered cutting it in so long that it all grown out so much that it drifted into her vision on a regular basis.

She slipped into watching the leaves, how they danced on the branches. She needed to study their movement, she needed to focus more on what mattered. She needed to practice extra hard today. Her skills were slipping, the juniors almost knocked her out the other day. That wasn't supposed to happen. Maybe if she shifted her weight quicker or maybe if she adopted a new style...

She yanked herself from that train of thought as she remembered it was still class time and this wasn't getting her anywhere right now.

Mom wouldn't like her failing this class too, not when she studied and her test scores were so much better than her homework scores. She had to pay attention, even if she didn't want to right now. It was just so... mundane though. Day in, day out. It was routine to just show up, practice, and go home to study. It was all a little easy. Just shut up and pay attention.

Yet... it still felt off. There was a hole in her family. Her dad exuberantly welcoming her home was absent, and her mom's usual joy in cooking had gone away. Did people really change like that when someone close died? They just closed themselves off and pretended to be fine? It didn't seem like a good coping mechanism, but then again, she felt better when she didn't think about it too. Maybe that was how Mom coped.

Jak relaxed back in her chair and watched the teacher drift across the front of the room, explaining what they were supposed to learn.
"What did you do to almost land you in jail anyway?" Hikari asked, watching the other girl carefully. It didn't seem like she was lying, but that could change easily. Just a shift in interest, or suddenly becoming touchy about answering her questions and Hikari would leave. She didn't have time to watch Roxy flail about to try and distract her. Hikari would answer her questions too, but Roxy was more... unlikely to keep answering questions that Hikari kept asking.
Hikari didn't peg her as a reader anyway. "Can I ask you something?" it sucked that Hikari didn't think as asking this when it was Truth or Dare, but she didn't even pause for long enough to let Roxy reply to her first question. "Why did you join Delta Squad?" if Hikari's experience was anything to judge by, they didn't just magically get approached. They had to draw some kind of attention.
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