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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 7:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 8:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 9:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 9:36 pm
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The ghoul that came up to her made Riley's hands unclench from their clasped position, and she nodded her head quickly. Gym? I believe we learn and practice our physical education. I cannot guess at the specifics of today's lesson, but by Professor Red's warning, it will likely be tough work. Riley had come prepared, this time. Her heels were left at home, and the only pair of sneakers she owned her on her feet. Otherwise, she wore simple, comfortable black clothing.
The sight of Canon waving frantically nearby caught her eye, and she returned the wave with a gentle wiggle of her fingers. It was nice to see the ghoul at classes, now.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 9:46 pm
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Xiu chuckled as the new ghoul moved over and sat down. She seemed quite chatty, if not a little nervous. "It's natural not to know anyone at first," She assured her, giving an airy wave of her hand, "But my name's Xiu. I'm a third year here. And you are...?"
She smiled at the ghoul, and then perked up when she noticed a familiar head of pink hair entering the gym. In an instant, the baku grinned and waved at the spider demoness, beckoning for he to come and join the rest of them on the bleachers. To Shun, turned to look at him with lifted brows and a small, wry smile.
"Thought about it, but you'd never act upon it unless you were certain, riiiiight?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 10:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 10:58 pm
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Mort looked a tad queasy as he entered, not at the thought of doing something physical (Sally only knew he had gotten over that months before), but because . . . Well. Huh. He had no particular reason to be. Something was off in his Core for obvious reasons, but he hadn't considered it would make him feel as mundane as dizzy.
He was taking steps to try and not look so antsy as he stepped into the gym and was swallowed up by he reverberating noise of conversations. His behavior at Arel's office during the side job thing was a little too secluded for his tastes, but when he spotted Riley he almost felt compelled to go after her - if nothing else to continue their discussion from before. But no, the world tilted and he grabbed at his hoodie and shirt, tugging it forward as if to give himself more breathing room.
It was the terrible thing of feeling gross and not knowing why.
The bleachers felt like a safe place to sit, and so Mort parked himself on the level above Alex and who he now knew was Sophie, mumbling a quick, "Hey," as he plopped down, hunched over, rested his head on his arms, and resisted the urge to get up and just go dunk his head in water. Water. Jack, he felt weird.
A small, badly threaded head poked out from behind the zipper of his coat: that of the Red plush from the K9 booth. After taking a deep breath, Mort lifted his head, raised the plush, and made it wave hello to the real Red with a weak smile.
Mort remembered how she had thrown him out during Spirit Week. He was hoping to shape himself back up through this class and more.
Marushii not a zombie but hey anyway : D
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 1:09 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 10:05 am
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