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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 25, 2008 17:12:40 GMT -6
"Uhm.Let's see."Havoc decided to use his tact for this.
"I know about your..uh..family situation.So uh, i suppose, if ya can get 3 teachers to consent, i'll consider it alright to let you go on the school trips.And, i suppose, if there's anything bothering you, that ya may wanna talk about, just ya know, let me know?"
Oh yeah, that was smooth Jean! He mentally slapped himself.
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Post by dante on Mar 25, 2008 17:18:48 GMT -6
Lyra was packing her things when she noticed Matthias still in his seat, staring blankly at the front of the room. Since her next period was lunch, she decided to stay behind and introduce herself to the sullen teenager. "Hi! My name's Lyra. What's yours?" she introduced herself with a smile.
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Post by Scar on Mar 25, 2008 17:21:46 GMT -6
Matthias nodded and stood. "Right, I'll let you know when I actually start caring." He said to Havoc coldly. Without another word, he started walking away. Then he was stopped by one of the two girls in this class. The one that didn't dress so whorishly. "Its none of your business." he replied as he walked passed her and left the classroom.
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Post by dudeguy on Mar 25, 2008 17:22:16 GMT -6
Dorochet pulled out a gold pocket watch and glanced at the time, it was time for lunch " ok students that's enough for today" he said as the students stopped beating each other up and headed for the locker rooms. Dorochet then proceeded to head for the cafeteria.
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Post by dante on Mar 25, 2008 17:27:21 GMT -6
LYRA
Lyra stared at him in surprise, rather taken aback by his response. "He must be having a bad morning," she thought aloud as she headed down to the lunchroom.
DANTE
Dante was sitting at the faculty table in the cafeteria, a small salad in front of her and, as usual, a cup of tea in her withered hand. The smug smirk of superiority she was well-known for was again marring her face.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 25, 2008 17:27:51 GMT -6
Okay, that was awkward Jean shrugged it off before heading to the cafeteria, he needed food.
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Post by fanboi on Mar 25, 2008 17:34:03 GMT -6
Winry was sitting by herself, her packed bento box open beside her she mainly just picked at ehr food, she wasn't really hungry, her thought were elsewehere.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 25, 2008 17:40:53 GMT -6
Walking into the cafeteria, he sits himself on the teachers table, making sure he has a good view...of Winry.
Grabbing a sandwich, he ate absent-mindedly, his eyes on her constantly.
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Post by fanboi on Mar 25, 2008 17:42:55 GMT -6
Winry looks around her eyes landing on. her hoomrome teacher, a light blush came acroos her face and she quickly yanked her eyes away, "Gte a grip on it Rockbell. He's a teacher... Go after Edward.. Else you'll just be playing with fire."
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Post by dante on Mar 25, 2008 17:47:51 GMT -6
Dante folded her arms against her waist and surveyed the lunchroom with her heavy almond eyes, looking for any troublemakers. She was in one of her sadistic moods and felt like ruining an unlucky student's day.
Eventually she caught sight of her peer staring at one of the more attractive girls: the love interest of her former lover's son. "If you don't mind me saying, Mr. Havoc, you seem to be looking at Ms. Rockbell a bit too intently," she commented.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 25, 2008 17:49:47 GMT -6
Slightly surprised that Winry had looked his way, he brushed it off as just a coincidence.
Chuckling to himself at how lame he was being. She'd probably go after one of those popular students. A teacher like him would be the last thing she'd think about.
Sighing, he glanced around the cafeteria, his eyes automatically skipping Dante.
Believing his words, a teacher being the last thing on Winry's mind, he found himself staring at her again.
He heard some conversation directed at him, knwoing it to be coming from Dante, he plainly ignored it.
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Post by fanboi on Mar 25, 2008 17:54:35 GMT -6
Winry smiled as she kept sneaking glances back at Havoc... Not bad looking either... Hmm... I wonder.. I know.. I'll just say I have a problem.. But what.. she mused to herself before her eyes lit up... It was evil, it was perfect and it was gonna get ehr into a hell of a lot of trouble.
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Post by dudeguy on Mar 25, 2008 17:57:34 GMT -6
Dorochet grabs his food and sits down by his fellow teacher Mr. Havoc " Ya know Jean, it's probably a little bit risky to be eyeing up a student..." He says looking at Winry.
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Post by fanboi on Mar 25, 2008 18:01:39 GMT -6
Winry made her way to the teacher's table, "I'm sorry if I'm intruding but I woudl like to talk to you if you get the time. I'm sure you're rather busy, but I was hoping for some help to a problem I have, Mr.Jean" Winry said directly to Havoc allowing her voice to become rather sad as she spoke to him in a soft low tone.
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Post by dudeguy on Mar 25, 2008 18:03:27 GMT -6
Dorochet raised his eyebrow but put it back to its normal place on his head and concentrated on eating his food.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 25, 2008 18:04:57 GMT -6
"Uh."Side glancing Dorochet, he stood up" Sure, let's head to my classroom. Watch my lunch for me."He pats Dorochet on the back before gently resting a hand on Winry's shoulder, guiding her out of the cafeteria, towards his classroom.
Having not locked it, he opened it and held the door open for her to walk in.
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Post by fanboi on Mar 25, 2008 18:07:04 GMT -6
Winry hid her smugness behind a small sad smile, "I' have a question and it's going to be really, really weird... What do guys look for in a woman? I can't get anyone to even loook my way..." she said faking a sad tone of voice.
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Post by Scar on Mar 25, 2008 18:17:36 GMT -6
Matthias picked as his lunch, not really interested in it. Or anything, for that matter. He heard people whispering about him again, too. He caught one kid staring at his tattoo. Fuck'em all. Only one thing in this damned place had caught his interest. The martial arts class. That was something he might actually look forward too. His brother had taught him martial arts, and a class would make him feel a little better. For a few minutes.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 25, 2008 18:18:29 GMT -6
"Y..You can't?"Jean was slightly taken back by the whole thing.
"I mean, uh. Well." He gave it some thought before continuing." I suppose, looking good is usually a plus point and well, I mean take me for instance."He decided he'd go from his point of view, see how far he could take this.
"I'll look at a woman whose..well equipped." He made signs to indicate lady lumps"And don't think i'm the shallow type that falls for pretty blondes with blue eyes, i like ladies that can think for themselves, say what they want." He wondered if she got the hint, in fact, he wondered why she asked him this, of all the people in this school.
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Post by fanboi on Mar 25, 2008 18:22:51 GMT -6
Winry stepped back a little hurt, "Hmph! Fine." she snipped trying hold back tears, because that description had fit her perfectly, "You could've just said you weren't interested, Mr. Jean." she said spinning on her heels and walking right back towards the tear again.
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