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STATUS: It's Good Friday everyone, or as the Romans on Golgotha say, "It's hammer time!" 4 mos ago
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It's Good Friday everyone, or as the Romans on Golgotha say, "It's hammer time!"
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~"Understandable."~ Asuka chuckled holding her hand to her lips. ~"Besides, this position you chose is quite rare among swordsmen. I've only known a few who wear their blades like you."~ As they walked back to the dorms on the carefully manicured pathway, a scent lingered amidst the cool evening breeze, the soothing, peaceful, and sweet aroma of cherry blossoms fluttering about the air, soft pink petals drifting to and fro, culminating with the starlit sky of night. Such a lovely time it was indeed.
~"Well...here we are."~ She whispered upon reaching the dorm hall. Twas quiet now, the sounds of girls embroiled in mock battles with wooden weapons succumbing now to the silence of the night. ~"I suppose we shall go our separate ways now, but I will see you early, Ryuko-chan. Oyasuminasai."~ Asuka was about to bow to her and bid her a good night...but...something else she thought of. A simple goodbye, it wasn't good enough, no...not for Ryuko-chan. Her eyes...she couldn't stop staring into them, languid and lingering, such lovely amber shades lulling her deeper into a euphoric state. Then, a surprise. Tenderly her hand cupped the girl's petite chin, such a gentle touch of skin, then...a kiss, not on her lips...at least...not yet, but on her forehead, a simple display of her affection, nothing more, nothing less. A soft smile she gave to Ryuko-chan and into the building she disappeared wondering...what sort of impression had she left on the sweet little girl other than her lips?
@sassy1085 @Bryn @Framing A Moose
Another respectful bow she gave and off to bed she was following behind Rin to the dorm hall. And what timing when Tohru made it just mere inches from the building, that she witnessed quite the spectacle, Hanazono-Asuka, a girl more noted for her deviousness and her brutality, acting rather smitten with one of the girls, Ryuko Tohru believed her name was, Drake Ryuko. Hmm...perhaps I did misjudge Asuka too much, just as she had misjudged me. She pondered, not realizing that Rin had already left her behind. "Eh? Rin-san, wait up!" Tohru quickly followed behind, trudging up the stairs and down the hall of the third floor, finally, collapsing in her bed with a relaxing sigh. From her shelf she grabbed a book to read, the Book of Five Rings by Miyamoto Musashi. She was always brushing up on her history, especially of the martial arts. A few chapters she read then set the book down, already her eyes heavy and barely able to stay open. She yawned deeply, nestling her head into the warmth of her pillow, and gently...Tohru drifted off to sleep.
~"Understandable."~ Asuka chuckled holding her hand to her lips. ~"Besides, this position you chose is quite rare among swordsmen. I've only known a few who wear their blades like you."~ As they walked back to the dorms on the carefully manicured pathway, a scent lingered amidst the cool evening breeze, the soothing, peaceful, and sweet aroma of cherry blossoms fluttering about the air, soft pink petals drifting to and fro, culminating with the starlit sky of night. Such a lovely time it was indeed.
~"Well...here we are."~ She whispered upon reaching the dorm hall. Twas quiet now, the sounds of girls embroiled in mock battles with wooden weapons succumbing now to the silence of the night. ~"I suppose we shall go our separate ways now, but I will see you early, Ryuko-chan. Oyasuminasai."~ Asuka was about to bow to her and bid her a good night...but...something else she thought of. A simple goodbye, it wasn't good enough, no...not for Ryuko-chan. Her eyes...she couldn't stop staring into them, languid and lingering, such lovely amber shades lulling her deeper into a euphoric state. Then, a surprise. Tenderly her hand cupped the girl's petite chin, such a gentle touch of skin, then...a kiss, not on her lips...at least...not yet, but on her forehead, a simple display of her affection, nothing more, nothing less. A soft smile she gave to Ryuko-chan and into the building she disappeared wondering...what sort of impression had she left on the sweet little girl other than her lips?
@sassy1085 @Bryn @Framing A Moose
Another respectful bow she gave and off to bed she was following behind Rin to the dorm hall. And what timing when Tohru made it just mere inches from the building, that she witnessed quite the spectacle, Hanazono-Asuka, a girl more noted for her deviousness and her brutality, acting rather smitten with one of the girls, Ryuko Tohru believed her name was, Drake Ryuko. Hmm...perhaps I did misjudge Asuka too much, just as she had misjudged me. She pondered, not realizing that Rin had already left her behind. "Eh? Rin-san, wait up!" Tohru quickly followed behind, trudging up the stairs and down the hall of the third floor, finally, collapsing in her bed with a relaxing sigh. From her shelf she grabbed a book to read, the Book of Five Rings by Miyamoto Musashi. She was always brushing up on her history, especially of the martial arts. A few chapters she read then set the book down, already her eyes heavy and barely able to stay open. She yawned deeply, nestling her head into the warmth of her pillow, and gently...Tohru drifted off to sleep.
I LIIIIIIIIIVE!!!
So, there's my post. My migraine is gone gone MOTHERF*CKING gone and I'm feeling good! Only problem....it's late at night. DX
damnyouminimumwageslavery!!!
So, there's my post. My migraine is gone gone MOTHERF*CKING gone and I'm feeling good! Only problem....it's late at night. DX
damnyouminimumwageslavery!!!
Indeed she was just as happy as Marcella for their Metalheart companion, yet as before, her congratulations were reserved, only a kindred smile and a nod of approval she could give Cooper without betraying too much. She knew well it was what the scraggly young girl desired all along, and who was she to intervene into someone's destiny, let alone mock them incessantly for it like the other bitter aristocrats casting their silent jeers and scoffs, and not just to Cooper, but Marcella. And of course, her parents joined in.
Honestly.... She muttered in her mind, her head shaking in such vehement disapproval. Thank the gods she did acquire the job of a singer, yet deep down, she was sort of hoping the machine would make the grievous error of labeling her as a metalheart, just to stick it to all those haughty rich bastards pompously swanning about their lavish balconies, as if they were the gods spitting down upon the lowly mortals. It riled her enough just to think of it, clenching tight her fists into little balls. So for the remainder of the ceremony, her eyes were away from the idiocies of the rich and upon the stage, just as the next name was called.
Lorence, she always seemed the type destined for a life of authority and justice. A policewoman was rather fitting for her. Next, Matthew. If anything, the Siege family's ever watchful eyes were upon him as he approached the stage, such a confident swagger to his step, as if he knew whatever career he was dealt, he would use it to change the world, possibly for the better. A Politician, not surprising. Daniella mused. He was groomed after all for a seat of power. She had just hoped whatever ill values were instilled, or rather beaten into his head, didn't follow him down the road to office.
((IGNORE THAT LAST PART @Dmessenger! DISREGARD AT ALL COSTS \>///</))
Honestly.... She muttered in her mind, her head shaking in such vehement disapproval. Thank the gods she did acquire the job of a singer, yet deep down, she was sort of hoping the machine would make the grievous error of labeling her as a metalheart, just to stick it to all those haughty rich bastards pompously swanning about their lavish balconies, as if they were the gods spitting down upon the lowly mortals. It riled her enough just to think of it, clenching tight her fists into little balls. So for the remainder of the ceremony, her eyes were away from the idiocies of the rich and upon the stage, just as the next name was called.
Lorence, she always seemed the type destined for a life of authority and justice. A policewoman was rather fitting for her. Next, Matthew. If anything, the Siege family's ever watchful eyes were upon him as he approached the stage, such a confident swagger to his step, as if he knew whatever career he was dealt, he would use it to change the world, possibly for the better. A Politician, not surprising. Daniella mused. He was groomed after all for a seat of power. She had just hoped whatever ill values were instilled, or rather beaten into his head, didn't follow him down the road to office.
((IGNORE THAT LAST PART @Dmessenger! DISREGARD AT ALL COSTS \>///</))
@Whitewind
She grumbled to herself and rolled her eyes at the girl's laughing. Apparently she didn't get the point Ev wasn't enjoying her company...somewhat. Neva was her name. A cute name no less Ev thought, but that still didn't change her mind. Then...Neva did something. Evelyn's eyebrow rose as she saw the cup, of hot liquid mind you, frost over. So...I'm not the only one...
"Eh, a cute trick I guess." She shrugged finishing her cigarette. Yes, she was amazed that others around her had a gift , yet her cold indifference remained. But then, she thought of something. "You wanna see something really cool." There was an odd, darkening tone to her voice, an interesting smirk crossing her lips. Just what was she planning?
She grumbled to herself and rolled her eyes at the girl's laughing. Apparently she didn't get the point Ev wasn't enjoying her company...somewhat. Neva was her name. A cute name no less Ev thought, but that still didn't change her mind. Then...Neva did something. Evelyn's eyebrow rose as she saw the cup, of hot liquid mind you, frost over. So...I'm not the only one...
"Eh, a cute trick I guess." She shrugged finishing her cigarette. Yes, she was amazed that others around her had a gift , yet her cold indifference remained. But then, she thought of something. "You wanna see something really cool." There was an odd, darkening tone to her voice, an interesting smirk crossing her lips. Just what was she planning?
@Fubsy Yeah, ibuprofen actually. I'm leaving for work now and should be back later tonight. Cheers. ^__^
@ladyanglaise Well, i've got an hour left and still my skull feels like someone's jamming a thick piece of steel into it. -___-
I have work in a few hours and I have a splitting migraine. I'll try to post something tonight. Can't really think right now. '___'
Oooooh okies.
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