~))Iris Academy((~ (Open/ Accepting)

[Wolfyofthesky]

Jordan preferred to stick with her cheese, bread and apples, until she realized how cold she was feeling, so she ate a little bit of something warm.

She stretched long and hard, but found she wasn't as sleepy as most of the others. It must have been her earlier catnap, and the fact that she didn't eat much for dinner. Well, either way it looked like time for sleep. She stood and looked at the food she had gotten out, most of it eaten by other students as they waited for the 'good stuff' from Whit. "Whit, should I clean this up?"  

[Zetao]

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Avery bit into her last -god yes- onion ring, thoguh they were certainly the best she'd ever had before, and looked up. "I'll help" she offered.

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Whit looked from Jordan to Avery and back again. "You can if you like, just cart the dishes downstairs and drop them off, they're already washing up I think. The leftover food gets composted." For some reason he had an odd look on his face as he watched Avery cart a platter of food away and down the stairs. He couldn't help thinking of her in an apron for some reason.

 

[Wolfyofthesky]

(( O: Whit! Thinking ahead I see xD ))

Jordan nodded and move the plates quickly, dropping them off downstairs. She decided to look around tomorrow for dumbwaiters, preferably ones big enough for someone of oh, say, her size to fit in. She headed back upstairs with Avery. "Thanks for the help, Avery."  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

Spencer had joined them in the little food forage. It had been a long trip and he had wanted something to eat. He thought they would have been given a big meal as a welcome but then again, Whit did have to arrange this at a short notice so they probably had no time. Oh well, this had a greater selection.


Christopher was also there, though he didn't consume quite as much as some of the others had. He ate what he took nice and slow. He wasn't one to 'pig out'.  

[Zetao]

(More like wishful thinking on his part)
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Avery cracked a yawn and covered her mouth as she headed back up the stairs. "No problem" she managed to get out just before another one. She was greatly looking forward to a shower after this.

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Whit snapped out of his domestic-Avery dream world and helped clear a few dishes himself. He wished he could go for a swim but felt it would be too late by the time he'd finished. Which was a shame as the pool downstairs was salt water and so very nice.
He sighed and wondered if he should head for bed too.

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Tomas stomped his boots and kicked them against the step below the stoop to clear off clinging snow. The oddly quiet Ms. Powers did the same beside him. She seemed so different than the organized and efficient dynamo that he'd spoken with over the phone and in those quick e-mails earlier that day. She'd impressed him so much part of his reason in flying in had been to meet Whit's incredible teacher. Maybe she was...shy?
A little odd for a teacher who had to be comfortable with so many different children in a day.
Well, maybe she'd warm up.
The thought of warming up brought the idea of a fireside to his mind, and he immediately thought of placing Ms. Powers there as well.

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Greyer arrived back at his family Chalet late that night. His fury at seeing Whit had made him so thoroughly displeased he was sure that he wouldn't be appropriate company for the family servants. So he'd bided his time, angry at first to the point he wasn't capable of productive thought, ..though he eventually calmed enough to figure out ways on how to ruin Whitney Price's Christmas.  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

((why do I get the feeling that before the Christmas break is over, Greyer is going to wind up under Alex's military style boot? :3 ))  

[Luxurious Poverty]

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Michishige had followed Whit downstairs, waiting patiently for Whit to grab the trays from downstairs before doing the exact opposite of Christopher by 'pigging out'. While it was no surprise to his close friends, the way he ate surprised a few of the other students that where still hanging around. After a quiet burp, Michishige yawned and stretched. "I'm sleepy now. I'ma go to bed. Night peeps," he said as he lazily walked up the steps back to his room. I suppose I'll take a shower tomorrow morning... he suggested to himself, too tired after eating so much to take a shower then. Opening his door, he walked to his bed and collapsed upon it, falling asleep in a way that only Michishige could accomplish- instantaneous sleep.

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{OMG GRAYER IS THE GRINCH THAT STOLE CHRISTMAS! O: }

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[Zetao]

(There's a plan for Greyer don't worry. The general RP enemy will make th-his? Appearance better known after break :3)

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Avery managed to struggle through a shower what with the three shower-heads and the whole hydrotherapy jet thing it was doing it was a wonder she didn't fall asleep right there. Eventually though she stepped out of the bathroom connected to her room and wrapped in a terry cloth robe, brushed her hair out and changed into her flannel chibi skull and bones black pajamas before falling asleep on her lovely blue bed.

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Whit had decided to stay up later, but for some reason he'd gotten wiped all of a sudden. It might be because of that thing he'd had invisible since getting to the chalet. But he couldn't risk having it used up before he got a chance to try it out.
In any case he headed up for his own room, a mix of evergreen, white and black with natural wood flooring and a fireplace. He took a quick shower of his own- though his bathroom was somewhat smaller than the average for he chalet, and headed for his bed, which -although it was four poster - was not girly in the least. (No canopy)

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Tomas finished dropping off his load of dishes and turned to almost collide with Ms. Powers who was hidden so far under her own pile of dishes she couldn't see over them all.
He quickly took a tray, then another from the large pile she carried. Dropping them on the counter to turn and see if she'd made it with the remainder safely.
"You must have some talent for balancing" he said in a worried , yet impressed tone. His accent shone through as always. He saw she was about to mumble something and skitter away as she had since they'd met face to face, and decided he was sick of that. So he snagged her glasses, and as she stood gaping at him, he checked the lenses by peering through them at an angle. He only took off running up the stairs when she reached out to take them back.
He laughed jovially at her outraged and confused "Hey!" and just kept going.
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Greyer rolled his neck as he had a drink from the bar. He could see the lights from the Price family Chalet up above, reflecting off the snow. He couldn't see the buildings themselves but the light alone was enough.
He gulped the last of the liquor as he saw a small change in the pattern that showed someone else deciding to turn in for the night.
He'd have to introduce himself tomorrow.
Yes indeed.
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[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

((lol you double posted))


Spencer went into his room and changed. Unlike Whit, he had a canopy and didn't find it girly in any way. It was dark red. Just like home. Spencer missed his canopy bed while in residence. He wanted to put one in his dorm room but fascist dictator RA Alex Redstone wouldn't allow it. Spencer crawled into bed but couldn't sleep because he had just eaten so he read for a little while.


Christopher changed into his pajamas and also couldn't sleep. He decided to have a shower. After he dried off he put his pajamas back on. He still couldn't get to sleep. He pulled out a math book and began doing equations. That might help him sleep.


Alex had intimidated all those around him to be quiet so that he could get some shut eye. He went to bed and drifted off to sleep almost immediately.  

[Zetao]

(Lol, my computer froze so I had to reboot and that's the page I was on.
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Avery slept soundly, unaware her curtains were still wide open, though she'd figure that one out soon enough when the sun rose in the morning.

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Whit stared at the window pane shape shadow outlined on his ceiling in moonlight. Now that he was lying down he seemed to have become less inclined to go all the way in sleep.

 

[Zetao]

(I refuse to double post, just think of all those poor people in Australia, who were flooded out of their homes. )  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

((are we gonna time skip now?))  

[Zetao]

(YES, yes we are! Good call >.>.....
OH! You mean me, uh)


~The Next Morning!~  

[Zetao]

(Guuuuys o.0 ???)