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 Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 1:20 am
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[ "V" ] - [ s e n i o r ] - [ " L i l i u m " ]
Vasilisa gave a dark chuckle at Bea's comment about Gallagher. Really, the question was more a test of tact than a cordial greeting. The Firecracker had been just the type Vasilisa had made her out to be - optimistic, candid, and not a little overenthusiastic, but with an underlying innocence that was endearing. This was the type that could draw enemies with the smile of a schoolgirl, and wreak chaos with the exuberance that was her personality. She was a firecracker, all right.
At the mention of holidays, Vasilisa leaned back into her seat again, anticipating at least a brief lecture, if not a conversation. She herself had been a year-round boarder in the truest sense of the phrase at the very best; a freeloader at the worst. This, being her last year, had caused the senior no end of concern about her future accommodation.
Brushing off these thoughts, Vasilisa resolved to catch up on some studying and working out before school started, as soon as she was able to leave the office with answers.
[ o o c ::] ~Yupyup. Me neither. I better get my arse moving and start catching up on the Big 3 before they end D;
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 1:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 5:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 11:47 pm
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[ "V" ] - [ s e n i o r ] - [ " L i l i u m " ]
"Of course not," affirmed the senior with a droll smile, slipping the closed blade back into the holster carelessly.
Seeing the others' questions answered, Vasilisa sat up a little more eagerly in her chair, hoping that the two would leave. What she was about to bring up was probably a touchy subject on the concern of safety and responsibility at the school, and it would definitely affect the two lowerclassmen. Motherly and kindly as their principal seemed, there was absolutely no doubt about her capabilities in being able to run a school full of rowdy, teenage spies-in-training, and now boys as well.
[ o o c ::] ~Haha, she makes it a point to look up and know most of the students by name, or codename at the very least. She doesn't know Bea because she's new.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 12:14 am
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Vi¢tøria Penn ßlãck Røse
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Victoria smiled exasperatedly. This woman... ugh. She really had to insist on everything. Why'd she have to be so... so... motherly? Victoria sincerely hoped her mom was never anything like this. Maybe she would have thought differently when she was three, but really. "If you don't mind, ma'am, I'd rather use my code name for personal reasons," she said politely. She glanced back at the other girl. Bah. She hadn't spoken her name. Oh well. Since she was quite obviously a new student, all Victoria needed to do was organize the database by arrivals. The girl would hopefully be the first on the list. If not, it was going to be a while, but she'd figure it out eventually. As long as Bea hadn't hidden her laptop again. Or replaced it with a bomb. The former would probably be simply to deal with. She glanced at Bea, suddenly understanding that the girl would be particularly mopey in the dorm later. She'd have to take it upon herself to cheer her up. Hm. Wait, that would mean more bombs in the room. This was going to be a long night.
(OOC: Okay, just wondering, cause Vicki's super careful about nobody knowing her name. Welcome, btw. ;D) |
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 7:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 4:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2013 6:02 am
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[ "V" ] - [ s e n i o r ] - [ " L i l i u m " ]
Vasilisa began to tap a barely audible, restless rhythm with her foot as she mentally went over her goals for the day, and to a lesser degree, the year. Abruptly, she stopped, as a knocking signalled the arrival of yet another. Somehow, this stranger was not in the remotest like a student, so the senior only let out the smallest of sighs. Questions about his class? It seemed like everyone was conspiring against her, so much that she couldn't slip a world in edgewise. Nevertheless, his words cemented her impression of him as an authority figure, someone who was skilled at what he did. If he were a Blackthorn teacher, it would be likely that Vasilisa would meet him later in the year.
She studied the man with a cold, unwavering gaze as she went over the names in her head. The teacher didn't stick out as particularly memorable in any way, so the girl did the only logical thing she could: sort through the mental entries in alphabetical order. Needless to say, it took Vasilisa quite some time to reach the end of the alphabet, before confirming to herself that this was Mr. Williams, a covert operations teacher.
Pushing herself up in her seat, the girl let her eyes drift over the teacher. He seemed reasonably practically dressed - perhaps, if she stuck around, the two of them could spar after their business was done.
[ o o c ::] ~
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2013 5:06 pm
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┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
Kirito Williams ▬ Covert Operations
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You never know what you're looking for---
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Kirito gave a mental note of the three other students in the headmistress's office. He scanned their faces quickly and made notes of who each where. A black haired girl, looking about fifteen to seventeen... Victoria Penn. Red haired girl, seeming to be the same as Victoria. And finally, a deep haired girl who had the bone structure of a seventeen to eighteen year old- Vasilisa Alsolanov. Kirito watched as the deep haired girl made a rhythm with her fingers, have a small sigh and stood up. She examined him, which made Kiritos lips curl slightly into a smirk. So, three of the students already here? Fantastic.. Now why oh why would that one be watching me? And in such plain sight? Tsk tsk. So rude. Doesn't even try to hide it~. Mmmm, should I embarrass the poor thing? Not just yet. There's so much class time for that." Kirito thought to himself, his icy-blue orbs looking straight at the headmistress. Watching from the corner of his eye was a useful skill, especially since he used that one the most. Kirito went back to taking notes around the room. The walls are about eleven to twelve feet high. Bookshelves line the walls, leading into a large window in which sat behind the large desk of the headmistress. If Kirito had a tail, it would be whipping around. He was so pleased to find the office once again, after the interview. Such a boring day he had so far, going over the floors in which he will work. Then he had to go over student names, backgrounds, skills, appearances, and all that. Kirito then had to make plans for what he had to teach the poor students he would tortur- teach. Kirito was always out of the ordinary. Loving to run around and be energetic, then be cooped up in a classroom or office. He hoped to make his students the same. Going back to his thoughts on what to teach, he had the question etched into his mind. Mr. Williams wanted to see just what his students could do, by making them go on a simple mission. Breaking into a bank with nothing but what ever you could find shouldn't be hard enough for his students. None were normal or average, he was sure of this.
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---Until you stop looking |
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2013 7:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 1:03 pm
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ʙᴇᴀᴛʀιcᴇ 'ʙᴇᴀ' ᴡιʟʟιᴀᴍs~~✫~~ÿεαɾ 10 - 'ƒïɾεсɾαсќεɾ'
❝ The weak and timid Braveheart
Is scared of getting hurt
Ah, you should laugh at it. ❞
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Okay, now this was getting kind of ridiculous. Bea took a moment to turn her head to give the new people an inquiring stare -- realizing she was being rude, Bea flashed them another sheepish grin before turning back to the headmistress. The girl was pretty sure she had gotten raked over. Even she knew she wasn't very intimidating looking in comparison to the other two girls. What was up with the school residents and their constant intimidating features? It was a little unnerving.
Hearing herself be addressed Bea snapped back to attention, straightening her back automatically. She had a small fear of authority equivalent to a child's, and despite her not mentioning it was pretty easy to notice.
Inching herself towards the doorway, Bea bowed her head in the direction of the headmistress. "Err no, that's it! Thanks a lot, sorry for the trouble, buh bye!" Eager to help cause less of a distraction Bea gave a small wave, almost immediately retreating out of the room.
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❝ Embracing what little courage I have,
There's nothing to do but shutting my eyes and moving on
Ah, even if I know it's reckless. ❞
(( ooc: haven't been in here a while, sorry for any inaccuracies bluhh )) |
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 6:42 pm
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2013 5:07 pm
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2013 5:22 pm
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[ "V" ] - [ s e n i o r ] - [ " L i l i u m " ]
Vasilisa gently nudged the door shut with a booted toe, aware of the obnoxiousness of her very gesture. As the door shut with a muted click, she let her outstretched leg remain stretched out across the room, grinning slightly as she realised how she would look to the teacher: disrespectfully slouched in her chair with a careless smile etched into her expression. To any other teacher or the headmistress, she wouldn't have put up such a display; however, she didn't know this man, neither he herself, and she wouldn't regard him as an authority figure until he proved himself one.
Grudgingly, the senior straightened herself in her seat and made a waving motion, as if to beckon the the teacher to sit down and make himself comfortable. It was an invitation and an outright refusal to leave before her questions were answered in one.
"I'll just be a moment, Mr. Williams."
The way she voiced it left a firm impression of her seriousness, but her tone was anything but forceful. She supposed that he could stay and listen in, as the faculty would be finding out soon anyhow.
"Headmistress - I was wondering about the weapons policy. I know that some students use firearms outside of school, and would generally like to practise at times outside of classes. Surely, our school would have the best supervision for such activities and it would be safer for students to carrying them here than anywhere else. Would you consider making exceptions to carrying these firearms in school for seniors, with permits that you could issue?"
Vasilisa's tone was light, especially when addressing the woman with her title, but her gaze was firm - deadly serious. After all, it was a touchy subject, and she very much doubted that the headmistress would agree.
[ o o c ::] ~
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