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 Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 5:35 pm
Telemachus looked up at Karley's downcast eyes from his position of his nose about and inch from hers and smiled one of those smiles where you close you eyes happily. Almost as if you know something they don't. Karley was possibly blushing. Okay, she was blushing, and she couldn't help but let out a little giggle and threw herself into a big bear-hug. Telemachus, not the one to be bear-hugged, but to do the hugging, hugged back, and it was like a big cuddly ball of bears hugging. Except that bears don't hug. Or do they? "You like your Christmas present?" he asked happily, after Karley's feet were back on the ground, the hug over. Karley had kind of sort of forgotten all about presents. "Wait," she said, giving him a kind of pouty look. "Then what's that?" She pointed to the gift in his arms. "For orphans at a shelter." "Just one present for All. Those. Orphans?" He sighed in mock defeat. "Okay, I admit it, no orphans. It's for you." She smiled happily, and Telemachus buried his chin in his scarf.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 5:56 pm
(Clever Karley! She knows there's more than one orphan! XD heart heart ) ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ _________________________________________________________________________________________ Avery hit the doors and was relieved to see the crazy cold wind that had been the morning's constant had at last faded a little. Enough to make running to the dorm plausible.
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ __________________________________________________________________________________________ Whit soon enough exited the building as well. He pulled up his collar and headed the same way. It'd be nice to get going.
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ __________________________________________________________________________________________ Sighing Greyer stretched out his legs and propped them on the automan.His feet were cold. Though that could be expected in winter in the mountains. Still he could always ring for his slippers.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 6:14 pm
"So, speaking of gifts..." Karley trailed off, feeling her point had been made. Telemachus once again smiled his big, rather catlike, 'I know something you don't' smile. Well, at least now you could tell these things by looking at him. "Oh yeah, a little birdie told me something important." Well, not a birdie. The ghosts of Graymoore, to be more precise. Jordan had heard them before, and Ali knew more than anyone else. That was alive, anyways. "You-" he said pointedly, pulling Karley so that she was facing the gates, "Won't be able to make it back. To wherever you were going." Whew, nice save. She pushed away from him and gave a funny look. "How do you know that?" HE'S PSYCHIC! I KNEW IT! He put his finger up in the air and twirled it. "Birdies, remember? So, anyways, you should just come with us!" He put his arm around her shoulder and started marching her off towards the heart of the campus. "Whoa, whoa whoa," she said, managing to sqeeze herself out and planted her feet firmly on the ground. Which was more than most people could say, managing to get away from him. For a second it seemed like she wouldn't want to go and reject the idea completely. But just for a second. "What about my stuff?" "Aww, you got plenty there. And besides, theres a trunk of your stuff in the student council storage. Or did you forget?" Yeah, he was just That Good. Or That Creepy, whichever one you wanted to go with. He patted her on the back and resumed dragging her off.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 6:27 pm
For Those of You Who Were Wondering, I Believe an Introduction is in Order....~Character Name~ Grayson Myers Pierce *Age* 23 ~Gender~Male *Appearance/Pic*  ~Personality~ Grayson better known as Greyer, is a fairly spoiled son of a wealthy family. He is spending his holidays up in the family Chalet. He likes getting what he wants and is fairly popular, despite the rotten attitude he exudes 40% of the time. He likes cute girls, reading, smoking and the occasional holiday. He's not used to being refused outright, and is very good at social politics. (Manners and such.) He can (and has) appear very innocent at will. *Occupation* Works at the family company, considering going back into school.. ~Other~His family are close with the Price family, though he has noticed since childhood the differences between the two. The Price family just always seem to be slightly better in standing than the Pierce's. Even with the obvious Price troublemaker in their heir apparent the Price family manages to be worth more, increase their holdings, earnings, and employees at every turn. Since childhood he's noticed these things and had to bear them. If it were simply the status he might have been able to deal with it. He could have quietly tortured Whitney Price during their semi-annual visits and been satisfied. Probably. But he'd never managed it. Every plan, every action, he'd been outsmarted somehow by that fricking evil rat. Even his plans at the company holdings, bugging the offices, creating documentation errors, hiring hackers to attack their firewalls and create leaks. He looked bad at business and it all stemmed from Whitney Aiden Price. He's sure somehow that beating him...whatever it took, would fix this. Eventually. At the very least it'd make him feel better. Creator- Zetao
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 6:32 pm
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ _________________________________________________________________________________________ Avery passed the empty desk in the entrance hall and jogged up the stairs. She heard the door open and close again as she turned to take the next flight. It was Whit. He hadn't run or chased her, but he was eerily close behind, like the walking psychopath in a horror movie who somehow managed to never lose sight of his terrified and rushing victim. Alternative to this visual Avery's previous sense of worry seemed to have calmed itself. The stronger sense the school always lent to her powers was no longer worried.
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ __________________________________________________________________________________________ Whit brushed his hand over his head several times to scatter the few fluffy flakes that may have held on. Now that the wind was gone the flakes were piling up thick and fluffy.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 6:55 pm
Oh, And.... Time Skip of Wonderment!
To a time when the kids have gotten on the bus, all packitty packed. Treya and Karley there too, a 'course biggrin
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 7:03 pm
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ _________________________________________________________________________________________ Avery sat back and leant her head against the angled rest. Trust Ms. Powers to do a bus trip up right. It had foot rests, TV's and tinted windows. Not to mention fairly large seats and aisles. She'd considered it a nice ride, and was waiting for the slush off her boots to melt before she used the foot rest.
Whit swung down into the seat beside her as he finished stowing his bags above them. Somehow she'd known he'd sit there.
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ __________________________________________________________________________________________ Whit plunked down and looked over at Avery as she stared out the window. She looked different somehow. Almost relieved. He turned and sat back. He'd offered his selection of DVD's for the trip and wondered which they'd pick.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:16 pm
Jordan finally finished 'delicately' smooshing the remaining presents into the little space between the front row of seats and the driver. Apparently the student council went a little crazy among themselves, everyone getting everyone else a gift. She picked a spot where she could nab the window seat and put her bag up above, floating off the ground for a few second to make it easier. She plopped down, glad to finally be done... for now. She was buzzing with excitement about going to such a nice place for vacation.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:21 pm
After the inevitable discussion about the usefullness of leaving trunks of your stuff lying around, Telemachus had picked up his already-filled trunk, as he did so revealing many more trunks....the same number as there were kids on the council who hadn't gone back home.
Karley looked around as she first stepped on the bus, and when poked from behind by Telemachus, she walked forwards. Seeing a familiar face in Avery ((and Whit?)) she stop by them with a smile and a 'Hi' that was just a tad shy. She felt like she was intruding, somehow.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:25 pm
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ _________________________________________________________________________________________ Avery grinned and popped up. She grabbed a hold of the seat rest in front of her to pull her chest over the top. "Hey Jordan." She said giving the girls head a pat. Turning to greet Karley as well.
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ __________________________________________________________________________________________ Whit took the rare opportunity of Avery's bottom being head height to take a look at well...that general area, before quickly looking to a more appropriate level. He looked around for the others on the bus and saw that somehow Karley had made it onto the trip with them. Well the more the merrier really. "Hey" he said and greeted her almost simultaneously with Avery.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:42 pm
"You two must be psychic too." Karley noted it with a nod. WHOA SO COOL! THEY'RE LIKE...LIKE...ROBOTS! Or something...
Jordan couldn't help but kind of flinch and squeeze her eyes shut as Avery patted her head. "Hey Aves," she said happily.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 8:50 pm
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ _________________________________________________________________________________________ Avery giggled and squeezed Jordan's shoulder instead. Shaking teh girl back and forth slowly. "Off to the mountains we go." she sang slightly. Looking over to Karley as she giggled at the girl's statement.
☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ __________________________________________________________________________________________ Whit smiled at the mind reader thing. "No, mind reading is specifically Tele's thing. Avery is just so madly subconsciously in love with me she senses what I'm going to say before I say it and thus creates such awkward social situations . Heightened senses is her deal." He said covering his completely serious and pleasantly delivered speal with something explanatory.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 9:27 pm
Christopher had made sure to specify the petri dishes with little letter such as MS for Michishige, saliva, or AF for Avery, face. He was now on the bus with his trunk all packed for the trip to the mountain chateau. He was disappointed that he couldn't pack as many books as he wanted but it was either that or clothes. His gifts took up some space as well.
Spencer sat down with Michishige and could feel the piercing gaze on the back of their heads from Alex even though the prefect leader was sitting at the very back of the bus.
Alex had been designated as the prefect supervisor for this group. He sat in the back seat with his arms folded and a stony expression upon his face. He was still in uniform.
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