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 Posted: Wed May 22, 2019 10:47 pm
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2019 6:49 am
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"Өвөг дээдсийн өвлөж өгсөн газар шороог хайрлаж чаддаггүй нь юу вэ юу вэ юув
Өтгөс буурлын захиж хэлсэн үнэт сургааль худлаа болдог нь юу вэ юу вэ юув
Өнө л мөнхөд мандан бадрах чонон сүлдэт Монгол түмэн тэнгэрийн тамгатай
Хөвчин дэлхийд нэрээ дуурсгах хүмүүн тахилгат эзэн Чингис нартад залрана, нартад залрана"
Нэргүй ♞ Олхуноуд
Cerretti ♞ Сунс
Ugh, Thursdays, for now he was hating that day. How did they expect him to act when he was still working on learning the language. Having been immersed in English for about a month now, he had picked up quite a bit, but he was still an outsider and still had a long way to go. There was always the chance that he would end up working on the technical side, which was an infinitely better situation for him. Or maybe they would not have to do a final project and he could just coast by until next semester. Either way, after his morning meditation, he took his sweet time in getting ready. Meditation was outside, so he had already gotten dressed and run the brush through his hair, along with brushing teeth and all of that other mundane stuff he sort of just did out of habit. Puff, a cat spirit he had been talking with on and off for a few weeks now, met him outside his dorm door, rubbing against and through his legs in greeting. (("Good morning, Puff. Thanks for joining me. If we have to pantomime today, I'm sure it will be easier with you." )) Some pantomimes were a hell of a lot easier when you could see stuff that no one else could. Also sometimes made people think you were crazy, but it was a risk he was willing to take. Not like he cared too terribly much about what other people thought, especially not here in this foreign land.
He figured there was a 50/50 chance that he would be late, but somehow he managed to get there a little before the bell. Not that it mattered though, the room was practically empty. There was a pretty boy off in the corner, but he was the only one there. Damn it! If other people skipped, that put too much attention on him, which was the last thing he wanted. At least Puff was there to help out. He dropped his stuff in a corner, not really sure what to do next. There were not enough people around to people watch, but he didn't trust his English enough to strike up a conversation. Wasn't this day going to be splendid?
"Шонхорын хурдаар хурцлан давшъя
Чонын зоригоор асан дүрэлзэье
Тэнхээт морьдын туурайгаар нүргэе
Тамгат Чингисийн ухаанаар даръя"
With: Pretty boyxxxxxxSpirits: Puff (cat)xxxxxxLocation: Theater ClassxxxxxxOoc: __ |
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2019 7:29 am
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2019 6:20 pm
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This is Me | My House: Alaric | What is my status?: D-D-Dating
Do I have a preference?: Both | I am feeling: Relieved/ill | Who am I with?: Students | Where am I?: Inside the Castle - Theater class | My Suit?: This!
He was running late today. Mainly because he was still not feeling well and woke up with a slight fever this morning. He supposed that was why he hadn't woken up in time to his alarm. Breathing heavily as he walked into the classroom/theater, the student looked around to find that the teacher was late again. This gave the student a sigh of relief, before he lifted a hand up to press a cold hand to his hot forehead. Hopefully, he didn't get distracted from his class. Walking over to a seat, Alphonse sat down as he sat down his bag, hand digging into the bag so he could pull out an ice strip to attach to his forehead. Sighing as the cold touched his head. Then he would take some medication out of his back to take to help bring down his fever and a bottle of water to help get them down.
He was hoping that he could get enough time to catch his breath and settle in, before the teacher came into the room. If he felt like he was getting worse, the student would make sure to ask her to be dismissed. He hated having to do it, but he was no use to anyone if he feinted in the middle of the class. He already knew that Rebecca might become worried and skip work again if he collapsed. Sighing softly, the redhead recalled the events that took place between them after she decided to stay. Perhaps all of that heat just made his fever spike. Next time, he should really abide by what he says and not do the opposite. Though...he still had little regret in what transpired that day.
Lifting his hands, the 18-year-old pat his cheeks as they started growing warm. No no no, this wasn't the time to think about such things. Right now, he needed to gather his materials so that he could practice before the teacher showed up. Luckily he wouldn't be counted tardy today since she was tardy herself.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 10:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2019 9:16 pm
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"Өвөг дээдсийн өвлөж өгсөн газар шороог хайрлаж чаддаггүй нь юу вэ юу вэ юув
Өтгөс буурлын захиж хэлсэн үнэт сургааль худлаа болдог нь юу вэ юу вэ юув
Өнө л мөнхөд мандан бадрах чонон сүлдэт Монгол түмэн тэнгэрийн тамгатай
Хөвчин дэлхийд нэрээ дуурсгах хүмүүн тахилгат эзэн Чингис нартад залрана, нартад залрана"
Нэргүй ♞ Олхуноуд
Cerretti ♞ Сунс
It amused him slightly, to see the two star students come in after others. One, the quiet East Asian one, did manage to make it before the tardy bell, even a few minutes before, but that wasn't his typical why-the-hell-are-you-already-here time. Then Two Eyes (yes, he knew most people had two eyes, but most were the same color as the other) was way the hell late, but given his face seemed the same shade as his hair, and he seemed as if boiled alive, that was probably a good reason for the impossible to happen. Finally the teacher arrived, said hardly anything by way of apology, and rattled on about what they were going to be doing for the next however long. He had heard of Shakespeare, but never read anything of his, especially not anything in English, but he knew the man was supposed to be one of the greatest and et cetera et cetera. When he got his copy of the book, he skimmed through a few pages and wasn't really sure what he saw. He recognized several words, but others seemed very strange and he could barely make any sense out of it at all. ((s**t. How am I supposed to read this? I have been studying for a month now, but I never studied how to read ancient English. I can barely get through the regular books, how am I supposed to do this one?)) His roommate seemed to have been in a slump for the past several days, and he was the only student he had met who he could converse with freely. Everyone else had to be through stunted English, or, he had discovered, one of the Japanese alphabets used the same characters as the Chinese alphabet, so he could sort of puzzle out written messages between them. He could always systematically translate everything into another language, but if this was ancient stuff, then probably some of the words didn't exist anymore. He needed someone intelligent in this class who would be willing to work with him. The fact that according to his 504, he could work with the teacher and either get reduced assignments or a translated version of the work never crossed his mind. He saw the task at hand, and he was going to conquer it without modifications or accommodations. Between the two star students, he had a good guess at who would be easier to convince to help him. Shame he had a fever though, that would be the first thing that needed to change. Puff looked over at Two Eyes, then sauntered over to him, rubbing its face against him before contentedly sitting on his book. Yep, that was a cat for you.
"Шонхорын хурдаар хурцлан давшъя
Чонын зоригоор асан дүрэлзэье
Тэнхээт морьдын туурайгаар нүргэе
Тамгат Чингисийн ухаанаар даръя"
With: StudentsxxxxxxSpirits: PuffxxxxxxLocation: Theater classxxxxxxOoc: Nice Puff, only N can see you anyway... |
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2019 12:03 pm
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This is Me | My House: Alaric | What is my status?: D-D-Dating Rebecca Shusona
Do I have a preference?: Both | I am feeling: Feverish | Who am I with?: Students | Where am I?: Inside the Castle - Theater class | My Suit?: This!
He was feeling rather lightheaded by the end of the class. His focus was really minimal and he had to change out 2 ice packs by now. He really wanted to attend work, since he missed once before...but he was really not sure he could manage like this. especially not when the class was dismissed and he tried to stand up. All that happened was he got dizzy and stumbled forward, nearly falling down the steps that led to lower seats in the theater room. Luckily for him, he was able to grab onto a different seat in front of him and catch himself.
Deep and labored breathes came from the young man as he packed up his things and slid his bag onto his shoulders, hands resting on the walls to keep his balance up. He tried as best as he could to make it to the door, but he was in a feverish haze as his breath was labored heavily. By the state of his condition, he was worried that perhaps someone had given him their fever or something. He didn't remember exposing his peculiarity to anyone in the school. So it wasn't like they could know. And considering that his peculiarity was more along the lines of injuries transferring to him, he doubt that it was the case. Besides, he didn't remember sharing his blood with anyone recently.
No, he was sure that his secret was safe with him. Now, he just needed to make it to his dorm to take his medication. As well as the inhaler he so stupidly forgot. God, sometimes he really hated his tendency to get really sick.
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2019 11:38 pm
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"Өвөг дээдсийн өвлөж өгсөн газар шороог хайрлаж чаддаггүй нь юу вэ юу вэ юув
Өтгөс буурлын захиж хэлсэн үнэт сургааль худлаа болдог нь юу вэ юу вэ юув
Өнө л мөнхөд мандан бадрах чонон сүлдэт Монгол түмэн тэнгэрийн тамгатай
Хөвчин дэлхийд нэрээ дуурсгах хүмүүн тахилгат эзэн Чингис нартад залрана, нартад залрана"
Нэргүй ♞ Олхуноуд
Cerretti ♞ Сунс
He barely paid attention to the rest of class, so full of dread was he over the assignment they had been given. The only thing that got him through class (besides his innate stubbornness) was the knowledge that there were a few people in this class he could probably convince to help him out. He kept glancing towards his primo target: Two Eyes. When class finally let out, he casually packed up his things, all the while eyeing the other students as they left. He was getting ready to head up towards the boy, when he observed the sweat upon his brow and the pallor in his complexion. Oh s**t, that couldn't possibly be a good sign. Before the redhead could even take a step, dizziness took him over and nearly drove him to the floor. A convenient chair was the only thing that held the poor kid up. Nergüi had to admit, even though it was really stupid to come to class when obviously so sick, it also showed a hell of a lot of determination and self-discipline, traits that were highly prized. As the boy packed up the last of his things, Nergüi bounded down the steps to meet up with him. "You could use help," he stated. The matter was not a question at all, and without hesitation slid under the boy's arm so as to hold him up. At the same time, he quietly chanted to Puff; the cat understood the rugged man's request, and with a slight boop of the nose to the man's hand, the cat became visible yet still ghostly, then bounded off to wait at the door. Once the two approached, Puff would open the door for them before showing Nergüi the way to Two-Eyes's dorm. "I take you your dorm. Make sure everything good, ok? Carry you if need to." The redhead didn't seem too big of a person, so it would not inconvenience Nergüi at all to have to carry him, though some people might think the sight a tad strange.
"Шонхорын хурдаар хурцлан давшъя
Чонын зоригоор асан дүрэлзэье
Тэнхээт морьдын туурайгаар нүргэе
Тамгат Чингисийн ухаанаар даръя"
With: Two EyesxxxxxxSpirits: Puff (materialized)xxxxxxLocation: TheaterxxxxxxOoc: Nergüi to the unsolicited rescue! |
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