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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 9:52 pm
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Kent Wesley
Upon delivering his words, Kent could only tilt his head straight in surprise as he heard the succubus... his professor... crying. But... for what reason? Hearing her statement, though, he got the feeling that it would be best not to talk about it. "O... Okay, then..." With his head turned away again, he found himself a seat and prepared to sit in it... until he heard her question. Looking back to her, he replied, "Well, miss... This is the History of Art, so my class this period is here... You really don't look well, professor... Perhaps you should head back to your room and get some rest." Honestly, he didn't know what to tell her, so he just threw something out there hoping that it was a good idea.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 10:34 pm
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Rayne'S u c c u b u s'
Watching him, she moved away from the painting before placing a hand over her one eye. She felt exhausted her body, her mind, and her every being. It was a complete exhaustion. She had hit her breaking point. This was when she would try just ending it all. Before she had attempted to do so but no matter what she always healed. It was cruel how he kept her this way. He had prevented her from changing back a few times. He always tortured her this way until she had these break downs.
Love, a pathetic emotion one she wished she never experienced. It was her shackles and chains to this form. Wanting nothing more but to be human once again, to just live out her life. She had a feeling she'd never experience how peaceful it would be to die again. After being stabbed in the heart she remembered crying out for him. Then she felt the fiery emotion that engulfed her body and burned away at her heart. It had wrapped a heavy line of barded wire around it. For it guarded her to never be hurt once more.
Glancing over to him a bit she, sighed deeply before placing a hand up to her lips. He had kissed her once more but it was cruel. A manipulation of what they once had."Don't call me professor.. Rayne is fine.. And I don't think you were warned.. But I canceled the rest of todays and tomorrows' classes.. Sorry for the inconvience.." Spoke out her voice very quietly as she looked down a bit. Feeling her eyes burn a bit she shook her head trying to shake them.
Moving to her desk she wiped up the tears quickly before pushing in her chair. Grabbing a few of her books she straightened out her desk. Even she idly moved about the classroom finishing up the cleaning. Once she was done, she grabbed her favorite book which was Utopia by Thomas Moore. Holding it to her chest she she looked around the classroom a bit. Almost as if she was having second thoughts of being a teacher. Closing her eyes a bit she then opened them looking over to him. Nodding her head a bit to him, she walked forward her tail still almost dragging.
Walking forward she ignored the glances of the young men. Most of them were whispering about why she had been crying and how they heard a mans voice in the room. Staring to the ground, she ended up running forward out of the building. Stopping once she was in the universities garden she walked breathing a bit. Sitting under a tree she stared down at the grass. Feeling tears stream down her cheeks she sang out quietly. It showed all of her feelings for Viktor and his betrayal. Placing the book at her side she pulled her knee's up to her chest.
A bit quietly she sang out looking to the ground. Her voice was quiet yes, but it showed quite a lot of talent. Finishing the song she sighed deeply before she shook her head"It'll never be the same, Rayne.. You know you can't go back to what you once were.." Whispered her voice to herself as she stared to the ground. Her ruby colored eyes blank almost as if all emotions were drawn out and discarded.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 12:44 pm
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松山武 Takeshi Matsuyama Takeshi leaned his head against her chest, and listened to what she had to say, she sounded very reassuring and calm, although he was doubtful about what she said about his family, it was probably his martial arts teacher that led them to that school, he knew many powerful people and Takeshi couldn't help but wonder at this moment if his sensei had some kind of powers himself.
The sound of her voice singing to him was very soothing he began to calm down. "Do you mean that I could still get the life I want?" he asked her more calmly. "I guess you are right, my emotions do get the best of my powers sometimes." he told her, looking at the ground, and tracing small circles around a pebble close to him. "But..I'm not only a mind reader, there are some other powers I possess that I can't really harness." he told her.
"I wonder what happened to the arts teacher. She seemed really agonized." he wondered, as he picked up his shirt and shoes. "Do you think we should go back before we miss our next class?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 1:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 7:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 10:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 10:09 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:47 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 11:59 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 12:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 1:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 10:33 pm
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