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 Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:19 pm
Kuzan smirked. "So the king is just as touchy as the rest of the five...interesting...." He said looking at hex. "I agree with you....the leader should learn to control his, or rather, her outbursts...." He said crossing his arms before laughing. "This all is too funny...."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:38 pm
((Anni! Hellows~))
The spirit had caught sight of the clock, and shut the textbook he had been reading. It was time for class. A rather nice one at that, etiquette. For some reason it seemed absolutely everyone else lacked something so basic, bunch of monkeys that they were... Zeek would have sighed, if it was possible for him.
Zeek gazed out of the tall library window into the courtyard outside. He wished he was back out there, the day was not too bad, but he did need to keep up class attendance and grade. If only he already had known what he was going to see upon trying to get to class, and when he did get to class.
The ghost managed to easily float over to his room, grab his temporary body and leave the dorm. Everything went smoothly until he found the hallway ahead... completely frozen, and partly broken apart. The plastic feet of the mannequin did not stay balanced in the least, and after sprawling into a star-shape on the hard, cold floor, Zeek gave up and just floated off. The mannequin stayed there, it would be easy to find next time at least. Who on earth froze and broke apart hallways, didn't the school fine the students for it or something?
Zeek was even less impressed when he got to class - finding some lady fighting an icy guy. Guess he knew where the earlier problem had come from now. And it had not stopped.
The near-transparent figure gave a glance over the class from the doorway, taking note of individuals that really stood out like the lady with the cross at the back. He then just turned and floated off. Not attending that class today. Seriously the idiots were fighting in a class supposed to teach Etiquette, the irony was soul-crushingly disappointing.
The spirit found himself back in the frozen hallway, and began trying to push the mannequin off the ice. It slid along slowly when he tried his hardest to move it as his ghost self. He would have just gone into it and walked off, was it not for the fact that trying to move on the ice would just make it worse, as he already experienced. The ghost floated down close to the ground, continuing to struggle with his physical form.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:44 pm
You cannot play at Chess if you are kind-hearted. Kingside kicked the ice shots out of the air before he took the metal and the ice off the piece, looked it over and put it and the other piece's away. Changing back he said "I'm heading out for some air tell the teacher that if she gets here before I'm back" He walked out trying to calm himself he berated himself for losing his temper like that he was the leader in battle he always kept a calm head and thought ten moves ahead but he lost it when someone grabbed his things... His may be the wrong word his Grandfather's He took a deep breath. Maybe he was just stressed anyone would be giving what he's dealing with today. No price is too great for the scalp of the enemy King.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 4:12 pm
{yo *nonchalant two fingered wave*} The Crucified finally lifted off from the ground and floated after Kingside, he had destroyed school property and it was technically her job to reprimand him for it, she just didn't want to get between the two fighting, though she made a mental note to talk with the cryomancer about the frozen hallways.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 4:27 pm
Kuzan laughed and sat in a near seat and put his feet up on the desk. "Thats right...." He said triumphantly. "If he gets that mad easily then this will be a easier then I thought!" He said as he yawned.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 4:30 pm
(What desk? Queen Broke Kuzan's)
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 4:37 pm
((@Xis: he moved to another seat haha
@Ann: Oi Ann! It's been a while!! It toke me awhile to recognize the name haha)
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 4:45 pm
((Methinks I'll take pity on the poor ghost)) “Some were brilliant bordering on genius.” A woman stood looking at the currently icy hallway, her red gaze hidden by dark sunglasses. After a few moments, she walks carefully towards the struggling spirit and helps him slide his body along the ice."We ordered a better physical form than this, right..?", she asks with a small frown. If they hadn't, then she was going to have some words with the staff. “Others, genius bordering on madness.”
- Erich Segal
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:35 pm
I'm not a simple Jinx, I'm much worse.Katriana rolled her eyes disgustedly at Kuzan's last comment and returned her attention to her drawings. Mixed in with the images of a dead ice boy were some of her mother and father, though the depictions of her father didn't paint him in the best light. So freakin' childish, she thought. I'm a HEX. Watch your back.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:52 pm
((Many thanks~))
Zeek was surprised to suddenly get help, but less so when he realized this wasn't exactly a student. The ghost bowed hurriedly to the woman. In answer to her question, he nodded his immaterial head. "Yes ma'am. Thank you." Zeek spoke softly and smiled, though such features were hard to perceive off his form.
He let the mannequin stay as it was, and would take care of it later. As long as he was skipping his current class, he could wander and return for the body when it was time for the next one.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked, though it seemed more likely she was too busy with other things. Zeek couldn't help but think the lady looked cool yet mysterious wearing those sunglasses, even if it seemed a bit silly to have them on inside.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 6:58 pm
“Some were brilliant bordering on genius.” "Do for me..? Well, I suppose you could give me your opinion on the other students.", the Headmistress responds. She wasn't terribly busy at the moment, the only thing she had planned for that day being a class with select students. “Others, genius bordering on madness.”
- Erich Segal
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 7:34 pm
You cannot play at Chess if you are kind-hearted. Kingside went to the hall that was frozen from the fight he saw the headmistress and a mannequin??? anyways he went to her and got down on one knee "Headmistress forgive me for the state of this hall part of it was my doing." No price is too great for the scalp of the enemy King.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 7:42 pm
“Some were brilliant bordering on genius.” The Headmistress looks down at Kingside with a frown. "You don't need to kneel. Besides, I was fully aware upon starting this school that things like this were bound to happen.", she responds. “Others, genius bordering on madness.”
- Erich Segal
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 8:06 pm
You cannot play at Chess if you are kind-hearted. Kingside stood up "Yes but I'd still like to at least help fix it. I'd also would like to ask if there was anyway to up the training for me and the other's of the five?" he asked after his outburst it was clear that his level of control was not enough. No price is too great for the scalp of the enemy King.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 8:21 pm
“Some were brilliant bordering on genius.” "While I admire your need for improvement, I feel I must remind you that you are only fifteen and already getting more training than the rest of the students save one.", the Headmistress informs him calmly. She has never been known for kindness or showing any motherly instincts, but she still cared about the students and didn't want them to burn themselves out by over working. “Others, genius bordering on madness.”
- Erich Segal
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