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by **Faith** on Wed Jun 11, 2008 11:32 pm

" You know, I've tried nothing but be nice to you in the past, but you still have some distaste for me... What did I do to deserve your anger? Fuck it, you're not going to answer me... I should know that by now."

Blinking, Faith shifted her gaze over towards Will without actually moving her head. Damn, he really did grow some balls since the last time she saw the dude. Hell, she could recall the last time he was in the club and had his ass handed to him by quite a few hooligans. Lucky for him, Matty stepped in and took care of the situation, but apparently he could handle himself now. However, per usual the pussbucket took her comment the wrong way and was getting all huffy and bent out of shape over it. Luckily for him, Aurora spoke up first and quickly defused the situation. It was about that time that the announcement about the ceremony being in an hour. Snorting, she crossed her arms against her chest and returned her attention to her bubbly conspirator.

“Of course it was a compliment, William. Maybe you should lighten up and let bygones be bygones, hmm? Aurora, dear… you know that you can’t help sneaking anything, so don’t even try to make a promise that you’ll never be able to keep.”

Grinning widely, she relaxed a little bit. Part of her was rather annoyed that the ceremony was in an hour while the other half was quite curious as to what dress Ms. Von Drake had picked out for her. Luckily the overly confident heiress knew what the gang leader liked or at least that was what Blade was hoping for. If not, she would just wear something that she had within her own belongings. As she was yanked away from the wall, she gasped in surprise, but let Aurora lead her to their room or rooms, whichever it happened to be this year. However, on the way, she couldn’t help but notice a bit of a movement going on out of the corner of her eye. Slowly turning her head, she took in the scene of a man scuffling a bit with a man that looked like a prison guard of some kind. Shaking her head, she chewed a little on her bottom lip in deep thought.

Hmm… looks like there is another rebel like me. This poor fucking school.

The red-haired teenager had a rather punk look and didn’t seem to give a shit that his clothes were not perfectly presentable like they were supposed to be. Hell, she wasn’t one to talk though because she wasn’t even wearing the uniform like everyone else was. Mentally shrugging, Faith continued to look at the man and drank every last detail in order to lock it away in her intelligent mind. To make things more interesting, it appeared the smoker was a little bit drunk because he kept shifting between swaggering and staggering. Something welled up in her and it took a couple of minutes to figure out what she was feeling and unfortunately, she blurted out her feelings instead of just processing them quietly to herself.

"HOLY SHIT, THAT RED-HEAD IS GORGEOUS. …Fuck, did I just scream that at the top of my lungs...? ...WHAT A HOTTY! .... Fuck, there I go again."

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by **Walter Barrecks** on Thu Jun 12, 2008 7:06 am

Hans covered his blue eyes, sighing. "I'm Hans Barrecks, I own part of ze company zat's been suppling you vith first aid kits for years... Sellsword happens to be in our top ten custumers... Interesting for guy's who barely get vounded.." He laughed shortly before answering the other questions. " Ze velcome ceremony... you need to be zere for two reasons... vone, you're a teacher... two, zey exect you to keep zeir little asses in line... ve have some kiddos vith ze "Ve'll rebel to anything" attitude... rich little bastards." Hans was one of the few people who still listened to classical music, how he loved the music of the 2oth and 21st century. "You can borrow a suit if you vant, I'm not much bigger zan you."
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William should have known that's how Faith was. " Alright... I'm sorry Faith... I'm willing to forget all the bad..." He smiled. "I sound bi-polar don't I? He he..." The annoncment rang in his ears, he knew this Hans fellow, after all, you research your products. He tried to ignore Faith yelling, it was rather funny to him. "Yeah Aurora.. I have a dress suit. I'm in the room next to yours..."

by **Jakob Gray** on Thu Jun 12, 2008 2:06 pm

"Hell no." Eon said, frowning. "I'll go in my armor." He looked down at himself. Not too shabby looking.

"And if anyone has anything against it I will shoot them. But let me clean my teeth." Eon, said, laughing. Using his wrist gadget he cleaned his teeth... the future held ordinary things that were extraordinary. "Including you... bam. Now, let's get to that ceremony, shall we? Lead the way, Hans, I don't know too much of the damn layout of this place."

by **Gabriel_Whist** on Thu Jun 12, 2008 4:40 pm

Jace looked over in surprise as some girl started screaming about a red haired hotty. He looked around wondering who she meant, but didn't see anyone else with red hair. "She can't mean me, can she?" He thought. "No, no way. Shes way too hate to be interested in me." Blushing slightly at his foolishness he smiled at her, indulging himself a moment longer, before turning away as he blushed, and pulling another cigarette from his shirt pocket, deftly lighting it with a small zippo lighter.

by **Asurai** on Thu Jun 12, 2008 5:03 pm

Ryu tapped his foot impatiently. He wasn't really wanting to wait an hour to get this whole thing underway. He chuckled a bit as he heard the yelling. He said to himself aloud, though loud enough that anyone who was paying attention would hear, "Man, how lame. A pretty face and a girl'll fall for you. How pathetic." Though, he managed to catch who the girl was screaming about out of the corner of his eye, He thought to himself, "So, a tough guy eh? Things just keep on getting more and more interesting." He grinned a bit, "Maybe this place won't be so boring afterall. At the very least it may be fun causing a ruckus or two."

by **Ralana** on Thu Jun 12, 2008 9:45 pm

Aurora’s eyes went extremely wide when Faith started shouting over some guy. The princess took a look at the guy nodding. He was very attractive yes, but well Aurora learned to keep her crushes to herself. The teenager felt her cheeks grow warm as people started to stare at them. Dumbly smiling Aurora gave them a wave while going to drag her friend inside, “Yes Faith he’s darling! See this place isn’t going to be so bad!” Letting out a smirk the girl noticed the other guy checking her friend out. “Faith…he was checking you out…” Grinning, the girl glanced back at Will, “Good…because I don’t know if my suits will fit you.”

It didn’t take them long to wind down the halls and find their rooms. Aurora walked up to the door typing in their security code, “Now Will…give us at least forty-five minutes alright…” The door slide open as the Princess gestured to Faith, “After you?”

by **Gabriel_Whist** on Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:27 pm

As he walked away to his dorm to wait Jace wished he had gone and talked to the girl. So she probably wasn't looking at him, but maybe she was. And he might as well take chances. Couldn't make this place any worse. Flopping onto his bunk he put some music on as he leaned against the wall, his legs sprawling down his bunk, slowly puffing on a cigarette. Pulling out a sketch pad from his bags that the guards had brought in, he started sketching the girl from before, but he couldn't get the eyes right, no matter how hard he tried. After a while he started to get tired, and homesick. Snuffing his cig and tossing the sketch pad under his bed, he lay down on the bunk, thinking about home, wondering what the guys were doing. Crow had said he was starting a Merc. Band. Jace wondered how it was going, Crow was ambitious, and a great leader, but he didn't exactly have the resources or experience to lead an interstellar mercenary unit, did he?

by **Faith** on Fri Jun 13, 2008 1:21 am

It was amazing that her face wasn’t bright red, but that was something that Faith could control very well. No, instead she stared at the man and was about to walk towards him before realizing what it was she was doing. Biting down on the inside of her cheek, the blonde swore under her breath and more importantly, realized the man was looking right back at her. Blinking a little, she glanced over towards Will as he asked if he sounded bi-polar. Honestly, she wanted to say something, but decided it was too early in the year to start bickering with him. Instead she simply shrugged and turned back to stare at the punk-kid as he appeared to blush and light up another cigarette.

Hnn… that’s interesting…

Shifting her gaze back to Aurora, Faith stumbled forward as her bud yanked her forward until they reached the room. Part of her wanted to break free and run back and talk to the stranger while the other half was glad that she tore her away from the potentially sticky situation. Sometimes it was really hard balancing her loving, flirty side with the angry, violent side. It was bad enough that she shouted across the area, alerting everyone that she had a crush and that she had a human side to her.

Way to go, moron.

“Yes Faith he’s darling! See this place isn’t going to be so bad! Faith…he was checking you out…”

Unsure on whether or not she should admit that she knew he was checking her out, Faith remained silent. As soon as the door was opened, she made her way inside wondering if 45 minutes was even going to be enough time. Aurora tended to take forever and honestly, so did she; especially since she didn’t really want to go to the ceremony because she hated the place. However, if that boy was going to be there, it might prove to be a little bit less dull. Walking into the bathroom, she quickly but thoroughly brushed her teeth before stripping out of her clothing and walked over to Aurora’s closet.

Digging through Aurora’s closet, she pulled out several dresses before finally deciding upon one. Sliding on the red silky dress, Faith tied the straps around the back of her neck, straightening out the rest of it. On the left side a split went from the bottom to the top of her thigh. The bottom of the dress didn’t even reach the floor thanks to her three inch chunky heel dress shoes that strapped around her ankles. Her wavy blonde hair was pulled up two silver butterfly clips on either side, the rest of it sweeping across her bronze bare shoulders. Of course she wore the perfect amount of makeup so that she looked elegant, not trashy.

“Well, I’m ready. I hope that guy is there. Err… I mean, what are you going to wear?”

by **Walter Barrecks** on Fri Jun 13, 2008 11:41 am

Hans laugh when he said he didn't know the layout of this place. "Yeah.. I have to clean actually, I'm sure you know how hard it is to get a chick to go to bed vith you." Clearly, nothing had changed in Barrecks family other than it's members. Hans tossed Eon a small folded piece of paper. "Zis is your standard issue map of ze place... I'll meet you zere.. maybe I can hook you up vith vone of ze nurses.." Hans walked away grinning. The suit he picked out almost made him look like Albert Wesker.
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"Take your time, I'll be right over here if you need anything..." William entered his room to find his suit cases on his bed. His roommate had yet to arrive. "Hmm..." Throwing open his first suitcase, he ripped a music player out from under his clothing. "Thank god I brought this... I'd blow my brains out listening to this new age crap.." Clicking on the power and turning the volume up loudly, he picked though the rest of his stuff to the sounds of Weezer, while singing along. His voice wasn't perfect, but it sure would piss off his roommate if he was here. "MY name is Jonas, I'm- there it is.." Lifted in both hands was a neat and clean dark green dress suit, with a white shirt and dark green tie underneath. The music switched over to Mindless Self Indulgence... Something that would have angered anyone in a room near him. After cleaning himself up, he started to put his suit on. His face turned apple red, the song that came on next was about self pleasure, something that he didn't want Aurora or Faith to hear him listening to. He jumped across the room, trying to hit the stop button. It was too late, some of the lyrics already got out. "Why did I leave that on there...?!"

by **Jakob Gray** on Fri Jun 13, 2008 5:29 pm

"Smart idea. Give the adventurer his map." He grinned and waved goodbye before entering the main complex where the ceremony was to be held. The place was packed. He was jostled a few times before ending up in a less packed area. Eon couldn't help but appreciate the looks that wealth seemed to breed, even if they were bratty. He was twenty-six and he wouldn't be teaching anyone over the age of nineteen. How scandalous, Eon thought. He didn't think he was one for teacher-student relationships, though. Teacher-teacher sounded a hell of a lot better. He made sure to ask Hans later if there were any hot teachers in this place.

The students were milling about, all trying to find their dorms. He decided to stand about like an idiot until someone could tell him when he had to be where he had to be.

by **Ralana** on Fri Jun 13, 2008 11:04 pm

Aurora was bent over looking at her reflection in the mirror while applying a final coat of eye liner. The girl was still in her black lace panties and bra looking, but at least her face was done now, “I’m still deciding Faith…” The purple haired princess said as she looked over her frame. Honestly Aurora had gone through countless outfits trying to decide. “I should just really pick one hmm?” She turned to look at her closet thinking for a long moment. Her hair was still in curlers, so it couldn’t get too messed up with changing. Slowly the girl sauntered over to the door clip clopping in her black leather heels. “At least I decided on shoes…” Sighing heavily the princess flip through her dresses before finally pulling one out and removing it from the hanger.

Quickly Aurora stepped into the garment before looking over at Faith with a light smirk, “I’m sure he’ll be there…” The girl grinned. “Maybe we can get you to dance too hmm. Or you can be a wall flower with me.” Aurora pulled the black dress up going to zip it up. It was a strapless corseted top, the front of the skirt was shorter stopping just above the knees while the back longer stopping just at the ankles. Looking at herself in the mirror Aurora grabbed a chunky black choker before sighing about her hair. “Faith…my hair is-“ The girl’s voice trailed as she thought she heard music from Will’s room overshadowing their own for a moment. Something about someone touching themselves…? Aurora looked over at Faith with a raised brow, “Did you hear that?” The Princess asked while starting to quickly undo the curlers in her hair. “Faith…what should I do with my hair?”

by **Matthias** on Sat Jun 14, 2008 11:02 am

"Every little thing I did, you would stand by me. Every time you cried it would take my wind; my heart would break. If I could be strong like you would for me. You are my faith."

Destiny's wheel was turning, his steps pressing forward down the corridor, spectating that which went on with the other beings. Every now and then a pair of small, toned shoulders had to weave to avoid a shoulder-bash with any of the students. Optics were curious to see what He had planned. A small cluster of giggles rolled before a strong smile had to be shown, not wanting to seem as an odd-ball. Not yet, at least.

Time had been creeping slowly along the speckled marble floor, further carrying a pair of black shoes with red laces. Cloth of a similar color barely overlapped the heel of the shoes, where their linens were crisp and straight, not one wrinkle. A black leather belt lushed with brown in a swirling fixation to come off as a chocolate sensation held the pants to the males outline. Tucked beneath the belt and cloth was an eye striking white shirt. Nothing of this era. The shirt of course had it's sleeves, though at their ends it flared out; the collar of course had the same appeal, though it didn't flare as much as the sleeves and had a wonderful V-line where the top two buttons were not fastened. This allured spectators to the beginning of a well packed body. Though, the thought of coming off as a piece of eye-candy was the farthest impression to be made. The youthful teen always dressed aristocratically.

Finally, the wheel stopped turning; destination had been reached! Now, moments ago he didn't want to come off as the "odd-ball", well, there goes that idea. It was with an excited gasp and four whole playful leaps! that a door was the only thing in the way. The music playing was loud enough to be heard from outside the door. Then again, an ear was pressed to it as a single individual giggled quietly at the physical gestures of the chorus. Quickly, when there was bustling movement from within', a left hand gripped and turned the cool knob and swung it open, allowing himself to slide right on in.

"Honey! I'm home!" He shouted in laughter.

Now we had a room with sexual innuendo music and two boys, who were, to say the least, about to get undressed and into their formal attire the school laid out. Odd setting. Our new arrival though, was exuberant in mind, body, and soul. A 17 year old who wore out-dated clothes with soft brown hair that came no farther than the nose at front and to the neck at the back in length. Emerald eyes, like the persona, radiated.

"Hello! My name is Cuppy-Cake and I'm to be your roommate!" He cried, joyously, closing the door.

by **Faith** on Sun Jun 15, 2008 12:54 am

Turning to watch Aurora, Faith couldn’t help but laugh. The girl sure knew how to flaunt her assets and knew the best way to put on her make up and fix up her hair. It baffled her how such a princess brat became friends with such a ruthless person. Debating on whether or not to sit down on the bed and chance wrinkling up her elegant dress or remain standing, she seemed to pace a little bit. Finally pulling up the dress and sitting that way, she realized that Aurora had WAY too many dresses. Rolling her eyes, though all in jest, Blade couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Yes, just choose a damn dress. Good lord, you have too much crap, per usual.”

Ignoring the comment about the boy being someone that Faith could dance with, she instead thought about who could dance with her buddy. It was always fun to set people up on dates, although that wasn’t really her forte. Hell, she introduced Matty and Aurora to each other and that seemed to work out for a little bit. Faith never asked what really happened and tonight wasn’t the night to ask. Yawning a little, she started to flip over onto her back before realizing she was wearing a prissy outfit and that since Aurora picked it out, she wouldn’t be happy if it was ruined before the dance. God, dance… she hadn’t danced since the night in the club and honestly, she wasn’t sure if she could even handle it.

Calm down… it’s a totally different situation…

“Did you hear that?” The Princess asked while starting to quickly undo the curlers in her hair. Faith…what should I do with my hair?”

Realizing Aurora was speaking again, Faith glanced towards her for a brief second before glancing towards the wall that separated their room from Will’s. It didn’t take her very long to realize that he was listening to his music rather loud. Hell, it had to be loud because they were listening to a mix of songs that Faith brought from her own stash. It had a slew of different songs ranging from movie soundtrack sounds like Rent all the way to Linkin Park. Straining to separate the two different sounds, she couldn’t help but snicker at Will’s choice of music.

“Wow, he’s umm… he’s got some strange issues. I never knew he wanted to learn more about self-pleasuring. I suppose we better get him a date before he starts to do his own thing in front of his roommate. As for your hair… I think you’re asking the wrong person. Hurry up though; I want to get going so I can get this night over with.”

Sliding off the bed, she fixed her dress again, scowling slightly at the thing. Dressing up seemed vain to her and absolutely pointless, but then again… she was a fighter clear down to the very depths of her black soul. Walking to the door, she leaned on it a moment, counting to at least ten though it was probably more than that. Per usual her roommate looked ravishing and that would be something Blade was always going to be jealous of. Next door, she could hear someone yelling that they were home and something about honey, but since she was standing by their loud music, she didn’t hear what was exactly said. Realizing that prolonging the torture wouldn’t make it go away, she pulled open the door and started out of the room. Stopping in front of Will’s door, she leaned forward a bit to listen in to him and his roommate.

"Hello! My name is Cuppy-Cake and I'm to be your roommate!"

Did he just say ‘Cuppy-Cake’? Was she hearing things? No, surely not. Well, she had definitely heard stranger things and wouldn’t put it past whoever was in the room. Banging hard on the door, she glanced back to see if Aurora was coming or not. Leaning back into the doorframe of her own room, she wrinkled her nose, sticking out her tongue.

“Hurry the hell up, Aurora. You too, Will! And Will, bring your roommate!”

by **Gabriel_Whist** on Sun Jun 15, 2008 1:31 am

Looking at the clock Jace realized it was about time to head out for the Welcoming Ceremony. Forcing himself to sit upright, Jace put his feet on the floor and stood up. Looking down at his modified school uniform Jace thought it was lacking the formality needed for such an event, so he quickly switched out his plain blue tie for a skinny black leather tie, and tossed on his battered black fedora. He thought that sufficiently dressed up his rumpled and punkified school uniform. Pocketing his flask, cigarettes, and zippo he decided a knife was in order as well, and pulled a large switch blade out of his suitcase, sticking it in his right boot. Pushing his sunglasses up to cover his eyes, he took a quick glance in the mirror, switched his music off, and headed out into the hallway. As he headed out he spotted the blonde girl from before at the end of his hall yelling for some boy. "F*ck." Jace thought. "Shes already taken. I knew she couldn't be interested in me." Slightly aggravated, Jace pulled out yet another cigarette trying to hide his dissapointment as he lit up and stalked off down the hall, his hands tucked in his pockets, cigarette dangling between his lips, and his head tilted slightly backward.

by **Walter Barrecks** on Sun Jun 15, 2008 5:58 am

It was enough that his everyone heard MSI's Masterbates in full blast, but now someone had walked in the room while William was fumbling with the music player. He managed to hit the stop button after hearing "Honey, I'm home!". This boy seemed to be an odd character, but his joking manor made Will already like him. Until now, Will hadn't realized that he had jumped right out of his pants trying to turn off the music, his X-men boxers showing. He took the time to go back over to the pants and pull them up, as well as belt them this time, before heading over to his roommate.

"Hi, my name's Bash, William T. Bash. I hope you like to party!" William extended his hand to shake Cuppy's before walking back over to his music player. Faith had yelled through the door to him, making him rush. "Hey Cuppy, do you have any suits or dress clothes, we have to go soon." The boy was multi-tasking, looking rather foolish putting the rest of his clothing on and running out the door to Faith, still tying his tie. "Did you hear.- Nevermind..." He said with a red face.

Suddenly, a crack was made over the intercom, strange noises coming from the speakers. "Hold on for a sec, you're gonna get me fired.... Oh.. ah, ze ceremony is beginning in 15... get moving kiddos.."
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The grand meeting hall had several changes made to it, now filled with circular tables, covered in white cloth, lovely flowers, and 6 seats to a table, nicely spaced. Things were becoming lively, waiters scurried around checking everything before students arrived. Teachers took their seats, preparing speeches.. well, except for Hans. Flags from all over hung on the walls, as well as pictures from graduates and famous soldiers of the U.S.E.

by **Gabriel_Whist** on Sun Jun 15, 2008 12:40 pm

Jace walked into the hall, as nicely adorned as any of his parents schnazzy swarays he had blown off. "Great." He thought sarcastically. "A rich kids wonderland." Looking for his name plate, Jace found it and dropped into the chair. He seemed to be the first one there, which was always good. Tilting his fedora over his eyes, he kicked his feet up onto the table edge, and leaned back in his chair; the picture of comfort. With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and smoke slowly trailing its way up, Jace looked every bit the picture of the non-conformist teen, conforming to the non-conformist hero's style. In other words, Jace looked like Wolverine, acting nonchalant, as if he didn't give a sh*t what people thought of him.

by **Matthias** on Sun Jun 15, 2008 5:30 pm

A fit of laughter came over Cuppy-Cake as Emerald pairs spotted the roommates undergarments. It wasn't so much the theatrical advertising as it was the thought of seeing the guy in his boxers while listening to a song that enunciated, quite provocatively, self-pleasuring. A solemn palm washed over Cuppy's face as it slowly ran down it's course, shaking his head. Apparently the other guy thought that shaking hands now seemed appropriate, Cuppy-Cake however thought otherwise, taking a few steps back, and if needed, to the right, his own side of the room.

"Hi, my name's Bash, William T. Bash. I hope you like to party!"

"Why, Will, it seems like you're doing a fine job of having a solo party! Far be it for me to intrude!" He laughed, leaving the gestured hand alone.

Emerald eyes looked away and with a quick leap, Cuppy was on top of his bunk. The fabrics beneath his footing rose and fell, wrinkling. The standardized bag just steps away, though on the floor was soon pursued. Taking one foot off the bed, he bent with dexterous digits that tapped lightly against the thumb on the right hand, to pick it up while removing himself wholly from the bunk. The bag was placed on the bed. Jutting out from the mouth was the tip of a tongue; the bag being opened. From it he withdrew a single red scarf.

"I'm ready!" He exhaled, giggling.

The scarf was in the right hand, being waved around through the air. It's color was vibrant, it's touch smooth, and of course, it flared a bit. While someone banged on the door, Cuppy hastily spun on heel to turn to face it, watching as Will went to open it after some person had yelled. This brought curiosity to rise leaving Cuppy-Cake to start lightly bouncing in place; pushing off the heel and onto the toes quickly before descending and once more rising. It was this curiosity that left him forgetting about that still dancing scarf in the air. Cuppy had a mind with no track, meaning his attention span was rather short.

This party in which Will brought up left no purpose or meaning for him to change attire. It was a party, a formal gathering. Formal attire would be worn. So, how will this shindig fair with a wild, short attention spanned male who could easily be passed off as crazy or a 10 year old child. Cuppy opted to leave light brown strands down. Black shoes with read laces, a pair of dark pants that were crisp and straight, a dazzling white V-line shirt that flared at the collar and more so at end of arms length, and soon to be a red scarf - If he remembered. Those radiant eyes couldn't wait to meet more people.

An engaging voice broke a duller sound, much like Will had, opening the door. Seems as though fate was done with her little break.

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