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 Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 1:17 pm
Shun
"We Care and act as we see fit, to show our careless wit."
Shun laughed as he grinned, "Like you could. I'd like to see you and me fight one day. Last tome I checked, I won that arm wrestling match we did." Shun said as his grin grew wider then he laughed lightly. "And I know. I won't let you down Fuki. It might make me sad if I did." Shun stated as he laid his head on the desk and looked up at her. He smiled gently as his ears twitched a bit.
Kino Ketsuna
"We fall into slumber but are never graced with dreamed filled nights"
Kino laughed a little as he heard what Shun said then looked at him for a moment then down at his papers. He then just shook his head lightly then noticed that Aya was looking at him. He tilted his head as he looked back. "What is it Aya? Is there something on my face?" He asked as he felt his face for a moment as he gave a confused look.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 4:42 pm
 FUKI KOSAKURCHI
"W care an act as we see fit, to show our careless wit"
Fuki pouted childishly, making her look even more like a child than she already did. At Shun's comment about beating her she laughed, "Really now? Shall we see who will win this time?" she asked chipper child's voice. She giggled glanceing outside the window as her mind took her back in time. "Ne, you still doing martial arts?" she asked. When she asked this another memory popped up in her mind..."Isn't that how we first met? At battle or tourny?" she asked curiously. She wasn't possitive but she felt like she was right, then again she may be dead wrong like she is most of the time. At the mention of Shun becomming sad for disappointing her she frowned but giggled. Shun was cute. She sighed as she scratched his ears. She couldn't help it, the kid was too much like a kitten. "Then I'll be sad if your sad." AYA KOSAKURCHI
"We fall into slumber but are never graced with dream filled nights"
Aya didn't even realize he was starring at the other until Kino asked if he had something on his face. He blushed lightly as he shook his head. "Nope." he said smiling as he decided to glance at something else. He laughed as he noticed Fuki treating Shun like a kitten. "Hey Shun, how do you manage to up with her like this?" he asked. Aya lived with the girl, and half the time he didn't know what to do with his own twin. FOUNDLESS
Maki watched the students from the back of the classroom. She was still and quiet, that it seemed everyone forgot that she was there. She watched as the students mingled amongst themself. She saw the purple haired boy she didn't like too much. Then she noticed the pink haired boy who worried her slightly. Then again that may have to do with the fact that she works at the hospital. Either way she wondered what was wrong with the boy. She gave a silent sigh, looking at the floor. She didn't look up until she heard the purple hair boy show the pink hair boy where the bathroom was. She gave another sigh as she walked up to the front of the room. She sat on the cornor of Rauko's desk making sure not to spill or scatter anything. "Is it always like this here?" she asked curiously. She wondered how the class was on a normal day to day basis. "Looks more fun then when we had this class." she said smiling.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 11:42 am
Shun
"We Care and act as we see fit, to show our careless wit."
Shun looked at her and grinned like a kid as he nodded. "Bring it. I can smoke you anytime, Fuki." He said confidently. He then tilted his head when she tried to remember when they first met. He placed his elbows on the desk as he nodded. "Your close. I met you outside the training dojo I go to for practice when we were kids then the next day, you were my training partnaer there." He stated, remmebering it like yesterday. "Those were good days back then." He added as he smiled happily.
Shun came back to Earth when she started to giggle again, he looked up in time to feel her hand on his ears and blushed darkly as she purred from the contact. His ears were always his weakness when someone pet him there. IT felt really good though. So he just nodded his head at her response at the end as he continued to blush and purr from the contact.
After a moment, he heard Aya and looked at him as he thought about it. "I'm..not sure...Can't exactly think now.." He stated, losing concentration from the scratching.
Kino Ketsuna
"We fall into slumber but are never graced with dreamed filled nights"
"Alright." Kino said as he nodded his head then went back to the board. But not without seeing Fuki pet Shun like a pet. He laughed lightly and saw Kiki, Shun's sister, laugh as well which made him laugh more. "Those two are more like themselves than anyone can imagine." Kino said as he tucked his hand under his chin as he looked at them then smiled a small smile. He then looked back at the board since there was nothing better to do for now but listened to what they were saying, finding it much more interesting than the class itself.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 2:08 pm
{{ Thanks to a mishap on xxforever_deathxx's part, this post is now sadly missing. A post may come back to replace this message, but the original is now sadly missing. }}
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 4:49 pm
(((That's fine. I've been really busy with work at Chili's lately, so don't worry about it. Also... gomen... I kind of forgot how much Jin has said about his brother so um... I hope he's not repeating himself...))) ~ ~ ~
For a long time, Yuujinchou didn't say a word.
He simply stared at the table, arms crossed over his chest, as if in thought...
"Have you..." Jin spoke up, knowing Azreal could hear him from the kitchen. "Have you ever heard of a man named Ginyuushijin in this world of Fighters and Sacrifices?"
Odd question, yes, he knew...
But in all honesty, the young man didn't want to put Azreal into a situation where he was forced to answer a personal question. If his Sacrifice wanted to open up about his own past, then so be it.
Jin simply hated to pry.
He had a million questions, each one somehow opening up even more...
But this one thing... it was, perhaps, the only question he truly wanted an answer to.
"One day, I may no longer be a tool to use." Ginyuushijin spoke before smirking. "Of course, don't misunderstand me, Verin-san, that hardly means I'll switch sides."
It was as if he could read the other man's mind... somewhat.
"No..." the white haired man spoke, pouring himself a cup of tea from the table beside them. "One day... when I have what I want... I may simply vanish. Hard to say because that day seems far from my grasp." his ice blue eyes narrowed, focused on Verin and on the man ONLY. "Until then, Verin-san... use me well and I will not disappoint."
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:08 pm
((OOC: that's fine. welcome back.))
Ruthless
This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it.
Shuichi entered the classroom for the second time this day. This time he had his ears back and seemed slightly pale and subdued. The smile was gone from his face and the first two fingers of his left hand were splinted and bandaged together. He still wasn't sure what the school janitor would say about the broken tiles in the bathroom. He silently handed Ruako the excuse the nurse had given him. The pink haired student still wasn't satisfied with this turn of events but he couldn't think of anyway to alter it. Because you aren't capable of thinking for yourself. All you do is get angry and pick fights. The voice in his head chided. The boy's tail lashed as he shook his head, trying to silence the voice.
The student walked over to his desk and sat quietly down in it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 5:22 pm
With Shuichi's return to the classroom, violet eyes fell on him. "I do hope your hand feels better." Ryoji spoke in a soft voice, one that only his Fighter could hear. "You're going to need the use of it soon enough, after all."
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 8:31 pm
OOC: My evil plan worked you now have gravitation on the brain more than before. You called Shuichi Ryuichi.))
Ruthless
This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it.
Shuichi glanced over at Ryoji and his cat ears twitched. The student pushed his pink hair out of his eyes. "I thought. . . Nevermind."
He looked down at his collection of origami animals he'd made earlier. Picking up a paper tiger, he glanced around the room, it would all be clear soon, he hoped. If he wasn't supposed to use his fists on anyone why did it matter if his hand was hurt or not? The boy sighed, both at the way his hand throbbed dully but persistantly and the thought that since he couldn't fold origami for the moment, he'd have to figure out some other way to keep his hands busy and his mind quiet. Shuichi wasn't really aware that he started tapping the metal of the finger brace against his desk, he was that lost in his train of thought, or careful unthought.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 9:13 pm
"What did you think?" Ryoji asked as he pushed his glasses up a bit. "Just because this isn't your average fight, hardly means you will not be using your hand. On the contrary..."
(((OOC: Damn... *falls over* SEE! That's what you get! Pink hair... *twitch*)))
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 9:29 pm
Ruthless
This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it.
"Every time this whole mess starts to make sense. You just hint at something that just throws what understanding I thought I had out the window." Shuichi shook his head. "What do the state of my hands have to do with fighting if it's not a street brawl. Am I supposed to do magic? Yeah right. I'll just pull a bunny out of a hat."
The pink haired student looked over at Ryoji, cat ears perked forward. "This better start making sense soon." He turned his attention to the notes his sacrifice had given him. The persistant ache in his hand kept all his attention in the present.
((OOC: I should make a Yuki reference just for giggles))
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 2:57 pm
—Devoted— Emi could barely focus on her sensei’s lecture on Japanese literature. Usually she would be paying attention to every word since, it was one of her favorite classes, but her thoughts were elsewhere, her concern for Hisa superseding everything else. No matter how many times Emi told herself, Hisa would at least be able to make it through one day, she couldn’t help but worry that Hisa might bail out halfway through. Thus, Emi endlessly chased such a possibility around and around in her head, in the back of her mind, grimly acknowledging that only Hisa could unsettle her so thoroughly. —Justice— Izumi awoke in his study, the morning sunlight glaring in his eyes. Stiffly lifting himself from his plush chair, he surveyed that it was 8:08 a.m. He had only slept about four hours. ‘Not bad,’ Izumi inwardly chuckled, ‘considering what progress I’ve made. I should be able to balance the scale soon,’ he observed, ‘but I have one piece of information still missing,’ he paused, ‘location. I will have to hunt for those clues next.’
Switching gears in his head, Izumi carefully locked some papers in a safe before clearing his desk. Once that was accomplished, he went in search of the coffeemaker. If he was to get through today’s meetings whole, he’d need caffeine to carry him through. Business meetings could be ruthless even for an experienced man.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 7:35 pm
Ryoji laughed very softly, smirking in his Fighter's direction. "As I said before, Hashimoto-san... it will all make sense soon. Let me just say that any injury, no matter how small, could have an impact on the outcome of a battle. Be it an actual deterrent or a distraction... you have to keep yourself calm, focused, and ready for anything."
(((OOC: That would totally screw with my brain... *tears*)))
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 7:48 pm
Ruthless
This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it.
Shuichi gave Ryoji a dissappointed look. "You sound like my adopted parents, you know."
He looked down at his splinted hand, still wondering what exactly he was supposed to do. "Soon is never soon enough. It's almost as bad as saying tommorrow, because tommorrow never comes. Or like maybe, maybe is just a half assed way of saying no." He tapped his splinted fingers on the desk. He growled a little, it didn't really hurt as much as it had initially. If anything it was making it easier to concentrate. "It doesn't hurt that bad now that it's splinted. Can't hurt what you can't move."
((OOC: I won't its too mean atm.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 7:58 pm
"I would hardly make you wait until tomorrow to find out." Ryoji replied, taking a few notes in a notebook. He twirled his pen between lithe fingers, thinking over the equations which were obvious on the paper. "You'll know in a matter of minutes, more than likely. As soon as Rauko-sensei is ready to begin today's lesson, you will learn."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 8:18 pm
Ruthless
This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it.
The student picked up the paper tiger again and studied it. "That's not what I meant." He looked over at Ryoji. "I suppose that's part of this whole Sacrifice and Fighter thing. What exactly would happen if I refused to fight? You never covered that in your little lecture." Maybe the pain was making him a little bit angry too. How's that any different than usual? The voice in his head broke in. You aren't happy unless you are fighting something, in pain, or drugged past all caring. But that's all right it's prescription isn't it? Shuichi shook his head. "Shut up!" He whispered harshly to the annoying voice. All he got back was dark laughter You'd be lonely without me, face it. You aren't even whole without the aid of your meds. Maybe you aren't taking enough. Go take half the bottle and see if that helps. The pink haired student's tail lashed and his cat ears went flat back to be buried in his hair. He slammed his broken fingers hard against the desk, the sudden sharp pain quieted the voice although he did go noticeably pale.
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