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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2017 17:14:05 GMT -5
(Hey! I'm also on, I have my charrie Hattie free if you want me to post a starter?)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 16, 2017 17:49:02 GMT -5
(Sure! Sorry I took so long to respond, I was playing sims and only just thought to check and see if someone had said something. )
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Post by *แดฟแตแถคแถฐแถแตหกหกแตสณ* on Jul 16, 2017 19:00:40 GMT -5
Aiglentina walked calmly down the hallway and towards her brother's locker. She held her books close, as the textbooks she needed for her advanced classes were too big to fit in her smaller bag. The senior paused before Egon's locker, not seeing her brother in sight. With a sigh, she leaned on the wall, watching the passing students as the left the school, patiently waiting so that her and Egon's could walk to their family's flower shop to pick up their youngest sister before heading home. Egon might have forgotten about the promise he made to his mother that day. He and Aiglentina were supposed to pick up their youngest sister at the flower shop before they went home, but Egon was focused on asking questions. He accidentally missed most of the lesson and had incomplete notes because of it. At this point, his teacher was used to him asking, and was already prepared to give Egon the well-known "pay more attention" speech. Ayza took her time getting out of her last class. She slowly walked down the hall and peered into the history class her mother teached. Seeing her mother already at her desk finishing her work, Ayza sucked in a breath and darted away, a little scared to bother her mother. Yzma was known to get too into her work, and Ayza didn't like being on the receiving end of her mother's insults. She seemed more quiet as she walked away from her mother's classroom, walking down the hallway and moving around the other students that were leaving school to head home.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2017 20:06:17 GMT -5
(It's all good!)
Hattie walked down the well-light hallways purposefully, her kitten heels clicking against the linoleum floors as she went. For once, the girl didn't have her giant headphones wrapped overtop of her petite head, instead her focus was on her heavy knapsack and the giant rolled-up posters she was carrying. She headed towards the gymnasium doors, her gaze sweeping left and right through the hallways, trying to find a familiar face. She grappled for the door, but in doing so, her over-the-shoulder bag slipped off and made a large "CRASH!" as it hit the floor. The pixie-like student flushed as pink as her cotton-candy hued hair with embarrassment
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 16, 2017 20:25:27 GMT -5
Lark jumped as she heard the crashing sound, the only thing stopping her from rocketing into the sky her grip on the door handle to the door she had been leaning against. As soon as she pulled her feet back to the ground, she rushed towards the source of the sound, worried that someone had knocked something over, or broken something, or fallen down the stairs. She slowed as she spotted Hattie, noticing her bag on the floor and her full hands. "Do you need some help?" Lark offered, reaching her hand towards the pink haired girl.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2017 20:29:24 GMT -5
Hattie heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of Lark. Brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes, she responded
"Yes, please. That would be lovely. I've got to put up these posters in the gym and around the halls for the open house this week, since I'm on the welcoming committee and all." She bent down, picking up a runaway poster sheet. "If the bag isn't too heavy, it would be great if you could grab it for me. I'll hold the door." Hattie backed herself up against the wood, propping the door so that the other girl could pass. As much as she didn't mind decorating the school, she was still a little miffed that her supposed "partners" had ditched her at the last minute for some other "academic commitment".
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 16, 2017 20:50:13 GMT -5
Lark lifted the bag from the ground, dropping the strap across her shoulders to distribute the weight. Though it was a heavy bag, it was almost a relief to have the weight holding her down. The only reason she didn't wear weights all the time to hold herself down was the fact that they were unwieldy and annoying, even for all the freedom of movement they gave her. "I'll help you get them hung up, it's not like I can leave anytime soon anyways. The wind's too strong" Lark said as she stepped through the open door. She's never been one to hide her 'curse', so speaking so openly about it didn't phase her.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2017 18:59:46 GMT -5
Hattie smiled widely.
"Perfect, I really appreciate the help."
Entering the gymnasium, she set to work climbing the bleachers, spreading out one of her huge pre-made posters across the wall, then attaching it with some sticky tack. She turned to Lark;
"Do you prefer the practical or the creative side of things? I have lots of streamers and flags you can hang up if you want, or if you'd rather, you can always grab one of the big scrolls of paper out of my bag and make a new poster for the big assembly tomorrow. Just make sure you use the school colours. I've got a ton of painting and doodling supplies in my bag." As she finished her thought, Hattie felt a rush of embarrassment course through her. Hopefully the girl didn't notice her sketchbook she'd thrown half-hazardly on top of her things. Hattie had been sketching up different "dream homes" since a young age, but her art expertise was not so well known at the high school, and she always self-doubted when it came to talent.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 17, 2017 19:11:01 GMT -5
Lark set the bag down by the rest of Hattie's things, noting the sketchbook but deciding not to comment just yet. She knew some people where pretty self conscious about their work, and didn't like to talk about it or let other people see it. "I could help you hang some of the stuff up higher, as long as you promise to help me get down afterwards. That way you can spread it out a bit more, and not have it all right above the bleachers. I could even put some stuff up on or behind the basket ball goals if you like." Lark offered, looking up at the hoops. She figured, as long as everything was light enough, that she could float up high enough to use the few objects higher up the walls to drag herself around, the push off the roof hard enough to drop within Hattie's grasp when she needed to come down. She didn't think she'd get stuck bobbing against the roof, though it had happened before.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 18, 2017 17:00:38 GMT -5
(Anyone else on?)
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 18, 2017 17:04:51 GMT -5
(I'm on ^^; Haven't really had a place to jump back into)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 18, 2017 17:09:06 GMT -5
(I'd offer one of my characters, but they're both busy with other people, and I haven't written a new one yet...)
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 18, 2017 17:53:38 GMT -5
(S'alright. I can just wait. How've you been?)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 18, 2017 17:59:45 GMT -5
(Good. I've been going to a theater camp last week and this week. It's pretty funny, though the dances are exhausting.)
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Post by *แดฟแตแถคแถฐแถแตหกหกแตสณ* on Jul 18, 2017 18:04:58 GMT -5
Sup))
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 18, 2017 18:06:53 GMT -5
(Hi.)
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Post by *แดฟแตแถคแถฐแถแตหกหกแตสณ* on Jul 18, 2017 18:44:45 GMT -5
Sorry, proofed for dinner and about to poof again. But how are you?))
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 18, 2017 19:06:57 GMT -5
(Dang, definitely sounds fun but yeah, exhausting @~@ )
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ on Jul 18, 2017 19:30:53 GMT -5
"No idea." Hei muttered "I don't follow her life too closely." since his mother was someone different, he had never grown to like his sisters. The Mad Hatter was finished with the drinks within moments of Hei telling him the order and he held it out to his half sister as they were done.
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Post by gamergirl09 on Jul 23, 2017 12:06:39 GMT -5
"Only you can believe all is lost but I know with time, nothing is lost." ย Sorry for my long poof it's just been really crazy for me... And I promise I will reply later today...
"Not everyone can step the boundaries of time like you." ย (In rp)
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Post by gamergirl09 on Jul 23, 2017 13:30:11 GMT -5
"Only you can believe all is lost but I know with time, nothing is lost." ย (OOC)
"Not everyone can step the boundaries of time like you." ย "Shyla. Shyla Grimm." She answered in away that seemed she always said it that way. She shook her head at the amount of clutter in the little area before looking at the first add box. "Just warn me if it gonna hurt." She added softly.
De-De sighed and smiled. "That's fine and thanks for the tea." She said before walking back to Lee.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ on Jul 23, 2017 17:46:48 GMT -5
Don't worry about it ^^ Life is busy for everyone i'm sure.)
Hei watched her go before turning to attend to the next customer.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 23, 2017 19:46:57 GMT -5
"Cool, nice to meet you Shyla," Oliver said, though he was looking at the first aid box as he spoke, and his voice seemed a little distracted. "Here we are," he said, removing a wipe and a band-aid about the size of the scrape from the box. "The wipe might sting a bit, depending on who deep the cut is, but it shouldn't hurt for too long. Can you give me your elbow?" Oliver asked, aware that some people were uncomfortable with being touched without a warning. He didn't want to scare her by just grabbing her arm, even though she knew it was coming.
(Hey, I'm going to be on very rarely, if at all for the next two weeks. Yay, band camp. I'll try to be here when I can, but it will be mostly weekends until the 7th of August.)
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Post by gamergirl09 on Jul 23, 2017 21:06:50 GMT -5
"Only you can believe all is lost but I know with time, nothing is lost." ย it's July 23rd... So little confused...
"Not everyone can step the boundaries of time like you." ย Shyla took a deep breath before looking away while she held her elbow out.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 23, 2017 21:27:35 GMT -5
(Sorry, I meant August. I've had a long week (and weekend, if I'm honest), I'm apparently not thinking very clearly. I fixed it in the original post, and I'm sorry I confused you.)
Oliver quickly swept the wipe across the scrape, making sure he hit all of it so any dirt or rocks that could give her an infection later. Then, he opened the band-aid and placed it neatly over the scrape, looking up at her with a smile when he finished. "There, you're all cleaned up. It wasn't as bad as it looked. It'll probably be fully healed in just a few days."
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Post by The Blue Adept on Jul 23, 2017 22:31:21 GMT -5
[ ahhh im so sorry for poofing! i had vacation :c ]
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Jul 28, 2017 14:53:03 GMT -5
(Hey, anyone on?)
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Post by *แดฟแตแถคแถฐแถแตหกหกแตสณ* on Jul 28, 2017 22:33:27 GMT -5
Hey))
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ on Jul 30, 2017 10:33:14 GMT -5
Hey hey)
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Post by *แดฟแตแถคแถฐแถแตหกหกแตสณ* on Aug 2, 2017 5:48:02 GMT -5
Hello?))
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