Name: Logan Blue
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Class (Normal or Special): Special (this is because of his exceptional grades)
Role: The Hardworker= Shown to be very, well, hardworking. He has average grades, striving to make them better, and manages to stay as a kind person to others. He helps the Clumsy girl through her problems or when she screws up real bad, and is shown to be good friends with the Pierrot.
Personality: Logan is a genuine kind gentle sole and doesn't have a temper. People often see him as quite feminine due to his gentle nature, but he doesn't mind at all. He strives for the best and loves to succeed, because this pleases his parents. Logan likes to please people and make them happy, in return this makes him happy. Although he never finds flaws in others he continues to find them in himself and can sometimes be self destructive if he doesn't reach his own goals. However when the time is needed, such as if someone disrespects somone he cares about, Logan is not afraid to stand up for them. He tries to reason but is an excellent fighter when the time is called for. Logan doesn't have a temper but if his mood snaps he can be truly terrifying and intimidating to everyone around him, but he tries not to let people see that side of him. Despite all this Logan enjoys having a laugh and enjoying himself especially with his best friend.
Appearance: Logan is very tall reaching 5ft11inch, which is mostly due to his long legs. He is slim built and very toned due to his sport activities with fairly broad shoulders. His face is slim with fairly chiselled features, plump pink rose lips and large pale leaf green eyes. Logans hair colour is jet balck and sits in large, loose curls that are respectably styled and no long than his chin. Whilst reading and doing work logan wears slim rimmed black glasses that suit him very well, although he is more handsome with out them. His white shirt is always tucked in to black trousers which gives him a sleek figure.
Background: Logan grew up in a respectable and high established family, with his parents and younger sister. Being the eldest and only son to the family, a lot of pressure was put on Logan to succeed and do well. He doesn't mind this of course because he knows it makes his family happy. Being respectable meant Logan never missed a day of school, did all his work and got the best grades possible. He loves his little sister, Luna, dearly and caters to her every need when she wishes.
Crush (If any): He has a slight crush on the clumsy girl but believes that confessing would make him less of a gentleman.
Hobbies: Logan loves to read and tends to his work religiously but, in his free time gr loves sports. Kendo is his favourite sport, which he practices after school 3 nights a week and competes in championships. Logan also loves to play rugby which he enjoys mostly with friends. On saturdays Logan likes to play tennis with his sister. On top of this Logan likes to draw and is quite handy with a pencil and sketch book, sketching almost life like images.
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Logan Blue
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Evening Star Academy
a character in “Setting Sun”, as played by fawnrhonu
Description
So begins...
Logan Blue's Story
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"Oh dear." Azalea mumbled to herself. It seemed the band aid was just not going to stick over the slightly dirty scrap. Rising from her chair, she slipped out of her classroom before Logan entered, and made her way down the hall to the nurse's room. With a small knock on the door, she peeked her head in and asked, "Hello?" In a small voice. Noticing the smiling face of the brunette nurse sitting in her chair, she smiled a small smile, and walked in, sitting down across from her.
"What can I do for you, Azalea?" She questioned, looking her up and down from behind her glasses ultimately trying to find the hurt spot. It seemed the whole nursing staff knew her well at this point. "You see, I was on the side walk and I tripped..." Aza said a bit sheepishly, blushing at the end. The nurse nodded, and took a quick look at her knee, moving it around. "I can fix it quick!" She smiled, almost a motherly tone to her soft voice. Aza smiled, and nodded "Thank you so much!" She laughed extremely grateful.
She watched as the nurse proceeded to grab some cleaner in which would clean all the dirt out and stop infection. It also really stung, but Aza was a bit used to it by now. The nurse continued by wetting a cotton ball down with it, and gently cleaning Azas misfortunate scrape. Placing a bandaid over it that was a little bigger then the one she tried to stick on, she was done.
Hopping off of the chair, she wriggle her leg around a bit just getting used to the feeling of the band aid. Smiling up at the nurse, the small girl said "Thank you!" Once more, before heading out the door.
Azalea did't really feel like going back to the classroom quite yet, as she would really just be sitting there head down on her desk. So, like most mornings, she made her way carefully down the steps onto the other floor, and into one of the music rooms that many didn't use any more. Sitting down at the single piano in there, she smiled, and began playing one of the songs her and her grandma wrote not long before her passing, and she hummed along with it.
"What can I do for you, Azalea?" She questioned, looking her up and down from behind her glasses ultimately trying to find the hurt spot. It seemed the whole nursing staff knew her well at this point. "You see, I was on the side walk and I tripped..." Aza said a bit sheepishly, blushing at the end. The nurse nodded, and took a quick look at her knee, moving it around. "I can fix it quick!" She smiled, almost a motherly tone to her soft voice. Aza smiled, and nodded "Thank you so much!" She laughed extremely grateful.
She watched as the nurse proceeded to grab some cleaner in which would clean all the dirt out and stop infection. It also really stung, but Aza was a bit used to it by now. The nurse continued by wetting a cotton ball down with it, and gently cleaning Azas misfortunate scrape. Placing a bandaid over it that was a little bigger then the one she tried to stick on, she was done.
Hopping off of the chair, she wriggle her leg around a bit just getting used to the feeling of the band aid. Smiling up at the nurse, the small girl said "Thank you!" Once more, before heading out the door.
Azalea did't really feel like going back to the classroom quite yet, as she would really just be sitting there head down on her desk. So, like most mornings, she made her way carefully down the steps onto the other floor, and into one of the music rooms that many didn't use any more. Sitting down at the single piano in there, she smiled, and began playing one of the songs her and her grandma wrote not long before her passing, and she hummed along with it.
Sitting quietly staring at his book, Logan stayed silent emmersed into the pages of the book. His surroundings did not occur to him untill his eyes brushed on Azaleas desk. She was not there. This wasn't unusual, Logan knew more about her habits than he dare to say. Glancing at the clock he saw the time ticking closer untill the bell would ring. Although He was aware of Azaleas absence each morning, often he woudl catch site of her hurrying off to an unknown location. Logan never followed her of course, this would be rude and impolite but despite this, he couldn't help feeling intrigued. With out a s3cond thought he rose from his desk, grasped his back and made his way out of the classroom.
It came as a shock as he found himself in the corridor, afterall he had more studying to do. With out questioning himself for a second time, he strode casually to the nurses office knocking before entering. This was a good place to start, Azalea was here more often than once.
"Pardon me, has Azeala visited here?" Logan asked the nurse in his politest tone.
"She left a few moments ago Logan." The nurse replied with a smile. Every member of staff knew the polite hardworker. "But-" she added. "I believe she went to the floor below."
"Thank you." He smiled with a polie nod before drifting out of the room and making a rushed advance down the steps.
Before long Logan searched the classrooms of the floor but Azalea could not be found. Before long he found himself standing outside the music rooms. The sound of the piano and the pleasant humming warmed Logan to the core. He stared out of the corridor window only to see a blurred mass outside. Logan had been wearing his glasses, but he felt no need to take them off.
It came as a shock as he found himself in the corridor, afterall he had more studying to do. With out questioning himself for a second time, he strode casually to the nurses office knocking before entering. This was a good place to start, Azalea was here more often than once.
"Pardon me, has Azeala visited here?" Logan asked the nurse in his politest tone.
"She left a few moments ago Logan." The nurse replied with a smile. Every member of staff knew the polite hardworker. "But-" she added. "I believe she went to the floor below."
"Thank you." He smiled with a polie nod before drifting out of the room and making a rushed advance down the steps.
Before long Logan searched the classrooms of the floor but Azalea could not be found. Before long he found himself standing outside the music rooms. The sound of the piano and the pleasant humming warmed Logan to the core. He stared out of the corridor window only to see a blurred mass outside. Logan had been wearing his glasses, but he felt no need to take them off.
Logan knew that class would begin soon. Letting out a large sigh he made his way back through the corridors and up the stairs to the floor above. 'Maybe Azalea had returned to class already?' He thought to himself heading back towards the ever filling classroom. No matter she was never late and besides, he had other things to worry about too. Reaching the doors of the room, he glided through them to see everyone sitting down.
"Oh good morning Rowan!" Logan said cheerfully walking over to his own desk. It was always nice to see his good friends on a morning. "Good morning Eira. Did you both enjoy your holiday?" He asked politely, finally removing his glasses from the brim of his nose and sliding them into his pocket. Once again he brought out his needed equipment and set it out carefully on the desk before turning back towards Rowan and Eira.
"Oh good morning Rowan!" Logan said cheerfully walking over to his own desk. It was always nice to see his good friends on a morning. "Good morning Eira. Did you both enjoy your holiday?" He asked politely, finally removing his glasses from the brim of his nose and sliding them into his pocket. Once again he brought out his needed equipment and set it out carefully on the desk before turning back towards Rowan and Eira.
Ari glanced up at Rowan and Logan. She half smiled at them before returning to her work calmly.
The end of.her pen was lightly in her mouth as she concentrated. A huge smile broke out on her face as she realized the answer to the question and quicky scribbled it onto her paper. She giggled softly at herself before turning in the work and returning to her seat.
The end of.her pen was lightly in her mouth as she concentrated. A huge smile broke out on her face as she realized the answer to the question and quicky scribbled it onto her paper. She giggled softly at herself before turning in the work and returning to her seat.
Azalea seemed entranced in her own song, and didn’t realize that classes were going to be starting soon. As she finished up, she felt like she needed to rush a bit to get up stairs, but didn’t want to end up hurting herself again. So, she decided it was better to be a little late then having to sit in the nurse’s office all day with a broken arm because she fell down the stairs.
Walking out of the room, she glanced out of the glass windows that where placed along the walls, and stared outside, probably a bad idea as she would have walked right into someone if anyone else was in the hall. As she approached the stairs, she took her time like most days, and felt the tiniest bit accomplished and happy when she made it up without a scratch or bruise. Then again, currently she did have a scratch and a bruise, but it wasn’t because of the staircase, so it as ok.
Making her way back into the classroom, her amber eyes caught sight of Logan and she smiled. Logan had always really been one of the people in the school that she felt comfortable around, her crippling shyness stopped at him. She saw he was talking to Rowan and Eira, other friends of his. She debated whether or not to go up and say hi, as she did know them and she wasn’t as shy around the other two, but it was still a push. She wasn’t one to generally go up herself to talk to people unless it was someone she knew and felt a bit comfortable with as it is, but she wasn’t rude so if you came up and talked to her she wasn’t going to flee away.
Braving herself up a bit, she did end up walking up to the three, but slightly stood behind Logan as it was. “Morning!” She said cheerfully with a kind smile, all the while thinking Was that too happy? Oh gosh, what if my smile looked weird... Yeah, but now her awkward worried side was shinning through, and after those thoughts she became worried her concern was showing on her face afterwards. It wasn't, but Aza would continue worrying it was.
Walking out of the room, she glanced out of the glass windows that where placed along the walls, and stared outside, probably a bad idea as she would have walked right into someone if anyone else was in the hall. As she approached the stairs, she took her time like most days, and felt the tiniest bit accomplished and happy when she made it up without a scratch or bruise. Then again, currently she did have a scratch and a bruise, but it wasn’t because of the staircase, so it as ok.
Making her way back into the classroom, her amber eyes caught sight of Logan and she smiled. Logan had always really been one of the people in the school that she felt comfortable around, her crippling shyness stopped at him. She saw he was talking to Rowan and Eira, other friends of his. She debated whether or not to go up and say hi, as she did know them and she wasn’t as shy around the other two, but it was still a push. She wasn’t one to generally go up herself to talk to people unless it was someone she knew and felt a bit comfortable with as it is, but she wasn’t rude so if you came up and talked to her she wasn’t going to flee away.
Braving herself up a bit, she did end up walking up to the three, but slightly stood behind Logan as it was. “Morning!” She said cheerfully with a kind smile, all the while thinking Was that too happy? Oh gosh, what if my smile looked weird... Yeah, but now her awkward worried side was shinning through, and after those thoughts she became worried her concern was showing on her face afterwards. It wasn't, but Aza would continue worrying it was.
Eira turned around when she noticed that Rowan had entered the classroom, of course it was easy to notice that he had made an entrance due to his announcement as soon as he had came in, he had quite a big smile. Eira supposed that he was in a particularly good mood. She watched as he took a seat. Eira felt comfortable around him, and a few of the other students, it was nice to be in an environment where everyone was nice and she felt that she was finally making some close friends. "It was okay I guess," Eira shrugged. She wasn't a stranger to his jokes, so when he turned around and said "Did you dream about me?" With that grin of his, Eira wasn't phased at all.
"Why would I dream about you of all people?" She responded, raising a brow.
Just shortly after that was when Logan took a seat nearby and greeted them. She gave him a gentle nod of her head as she drummed her fingers on the wooden desk. "Was okay," she answered his question. Eira went silent for a moment before she caught sight of one of the other girls approached. She had to think about her name for a moment, Eira wasn't the best at knowing who everyone was. It was Azalea or something? Eira thought as hard as she could, it would be embarrassing to greet someone with the wrong name.
"Morning, Azalea," she answered, staring at the other girl. However, she wasn't quite sure what to say after that, but she felt satisfied with her efforts to acknowledge the prescience of Azalea.
"Why would I dream about you of all people?" She responded, raising a brow.
Just shortly after that was when Logan took a seat nearby and greeted them. She gave him a gentle nod of her head as she drummed her fingers on the wooden desk. "Was okay," she answered his question. Eira went silent for a moment before she caught sight of one of the other girls approached. She had to think about her name for a moment, Eira wasn't the best at knowing who everyone was. It was Azalea or something? Eira thought as hard as she could, it would be embarrassing to greet someone with the wrong name.
"Morning, Azalea," she answered, staring at the other girl. However, she wasn't quite sure what to say after that, but she felt satisfied with her efforts to acknowledge the prescience of Azalea.
Logan turn and jumped with suprise to see Azalea who he gave the biggest smile. "Hello Azalea!" He replied in the same cheery tone, maintaining his carong smile. "How are you? I heard you had to go to the nurses office?" Logan questioned with concern in his voice. He paused and questioned himself was that something creepy to say? he thought, the concern for Azalea now paired with the worry of looking odd. Logan gave an awkward smile and rubbed the back of his neck. "I-I was passing by the nurses office you see." He said with a reasuring smile, only as to not appear like a common stalker. The feeling of nausea pitted in his stomach, he always felt nervous around Azalea, but his calm demeanor always his his true feelings.
As Ari returned to her seat she eyed her classmates cautiously before she shrugged and walked out, grabbing her backpack on the way out. She walked down the hallway, headed towards her 'special spot'. it was the one place she could be alone. She was staring down at her iPod, changing the song, when she accidentally ran into Logan. She jumped back in surprise, her eyes widening. "Sorry.." She mouthed at him, grabbing the books she had dropped.
Logan jolted forward almost falling into Azalea. With quick action he managed to find his balance and remain stood before turning round to see Ari collecting her books from the floor. Logan vigorously shook his hands. "No, no I'm sorry!" He replied whilst bending down to help Ari pick up her books from the floor. "I hope you're not hurt!" He asked with concern staring at Ari as he handed over the few books he had picked up. Logan rarely spoke to Ari, she was a very secluded person after all always listening to her music, but he had always wished to say hello. Making friends was an achievement for Logan which he enjoyed most.
Ari blushed and shook her head.
She spoke in her soft voice. She smiled as he handed her a few books and nodded her thanks. She sighed to herself, eying the abandoned theatre classroom down the hallway. Byt she didn't want Logan and Azalea finding out about it.. What if they stole it from her? She stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, in a mental battle with herself."I-it was my fault. I'm fine. Thank you"
Logan let out a sigh of relief. "Let's both take blame." He chuckled adjusting his curly hair from his face. Logan was happy no one was injured, especially Azalea who was prone to one or more accidents a day. "I'm glad you're ok," Logan smiled at Ari nodding his head in return as a polite way of saying, you're welcome. With an awkward silence brewing he quickly thought of something to ease the conversation. "Well, we should prepare for class soon." He began with a hearty smile as looked over at the empty desks. "There's nothing worse than being late." He chuckled.
Azalea giggled a bit and smiled a bit more at his equally happy greeting, and her nervousness just seemed to ease out. Blinking her wide eyes at his question, so gave a small sheepish laugh, Glancing down at her shoes as her cheeks flushed a rosy pink, "I just took a little tumble walking to School." She said Glancing back up to him, waving her hands a bit frantically . "But don't worry! I'm fine, just got a bit if a scrape on my knee." she said, a small sheepish laugh escaping again. Aza, you're the least cool person I know. she thought to herself. She always found herself relying a bit on Logan at times, but she felt bad doing so, especially because she had a small crush on him. Of course she could never act on it, she probably would fall flat on her face. Literally.
Glancing over as Ari bumped a bit into Logan, she saw him almost tumble into her, and so by instinct she closed her eyes tightly, and, lightly, grasped onto Logan shirt expecting him to bump into her sending the clumsy girl to tumble down onto the floor. But, opening her eyes after a few seconds, she was glad to see herself still upright and in once peice, so she let loose her tiny grasp on his shirt that she didn't realize she had.
Glancing down at the girl who seemed almost as shy as Aza herself, she asked in a spur of concern, "Are you sure you're okay Ari..? I have bandaids if you got a scrape." she asked, compasion for the stumble showing in her amber eyes. She didn't know if Ari hurt herself or not, but she knew if that had been herself, she might have a bump or bruise.
Glancing back up at Logan, she gave a small smile and said, "You're never late." It was meant as a compliment, Logan was just an overall really nice person, and was so friendly to everyone. Azalea really admired those qualities. Looking down a bit, so said "Oh no..." as she noticed some wrinkles in logans shirt from her tiny grasp, "I'm really sorry, Logan, I've gone and wrinkled your shirt" she said glancing down apologetically.
Glancing over as Ari bumped a bit into Logan, she saw him almost tumble into her, and so by instinct she closed her eyes tightly, and, lightly, grasped onto Logan shirt expecting him to bump into her sending the clumsy girl to tumble down onto the floor. But, opening her eyes after a few seconds, she was glad to see herself still upright and in once peice, so she let loose her tiny grasp on his shirt that she didn't realize she had.
Glancing down at the girl who seemed almost as shy as Aza herself, she asked in a spur of concern, "Are you sure you're okay Ari..? I have bandaids if you got a scrape." she asked, compasion for the stumble showing in her amber eyes. She didn't know if Ari hurt herself or not, but she knew if that had been herself, she might have a bump or bruise.
Glancing back up at Logan, she gave a small smile and said, "You're never late." It was meant as a compliment, Logan was just an overall really nice person, and was so friendly to everyone. Azalea really admired those qualities. Looking down a bit, so said "Oh no..." as she noticed some wrinkles in logans shirt from her tiny grasp, "I'm really sorry, Logan, I've gone and wrinkled your shirt" she said glancing down apologetically.
Letting out a calming sigh Logan gave Azalea a warm smile. She was such a clumsy girl, he worried the day would come when an ambulance would pull up to the schoo gates. Logan was studying to be a doctor, but he didn't want to put his knowledge to the test just yet and nor did he want Azalea to be hurt. "I'm glad it's nothing serious. " He said with a relieved tone, unconciously rubbing the back of his neck which he often did when he was nervous. It was almost like a nervous tic that relieved his stress.
After the incident with Ari Logan gave her a nod of the head and turned his attention back to Azalea. "Being on time is polite." He smiled before childishly sticking out his tongue at her. Logan was polite and honest but he certainly wasn't dull, well, not always. Other than Rowan, there was no one else Logan could truly be himself with, since everyone else saw the hardworking student he always strived to be but he knew Azalea saw through that.
The sensation of Azalea pulling on his shirt had not bothered logan. More than once he had been a leaning post for her, even catching her when the time needed. His eyes drifted down to the creases. "Don't worry Azalea," logan said in a soothing tone. "It's only a shirt, besides I'd rather you keep your balance than worry about a straight shirt." He smiled with a slight chuckle as he tucked in his shirt where it had puckered. Azalea was odd, but in good way. Logan had liked her from the first time she tripped into his path, finding her interesting and ever so funny.
After the incident with Ari Logan gave her a nod of the head and turned his attention back to Azalea. "Being on time is polite." He smiled before childishly sticking out his tongue at her. Logan was polite and honest but he certainly wasn't dull, well, not always. Other than Rowan, there was no one else Logan could truly be himself with, since everyone else saw the hardworking student he always strived to be but he knew Azalea saw through that.
The sensation of Azalea pulling on his shirt had not bothered logan. More than once he had been a leaning post for her, even catching her when the time needed. His eyes drifted down to the creases. "Don't worry Azalea," logan said in a soothing tone. "It's only a shirt, besides I'd rather you keep your balance than worry about a straight shirt." He smiled with a slight chuckle as he tucked in his shirt where it had puckered. Azalea was odd, but in good way. Logan had liked her from the first time she tripped into his path, finding her interesting and ever so funny.
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