Chris Yuki
1st Class Private
Original Character
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Post by Chris Yuki on Oct 9, 2008 16:07:43 GMT -6
Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!
Chris was late to class.. She didn't even know what class she was supposed to go to! She had just transferred in the other day ago, to boot. Holding her book bag to her chest, the girl stumbled around aimlessly.
Oh crap, oh crap..[/size]
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 13, 2008 14:16:14 GMT -6
Jean made it out into the hallway before Arythe got him, although he was afraid the man would drag him back in if he loitered in this hallway for too long.
He saw a student head his way and started waving his hands, signalling to the girl to head the other way, in case she fell prey to the dark alchemist.
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Post by Sora HokiBoshi on Oct 13, 2008 16:17:49 GMT -6
Sora frowned as Havoc left."Shoot . . . my prey got away . . . "She muttered,and fumbled with her pencil.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 27, 2008 13:49:43 GMT -6
Jean shuddered slightly.
Someone had evil intentions for him.
He didn't waste anymore time and darted down the hall, grabbing the girl's wrist and pulling her to a more safer, brighter hall.
"Sorry." He gasps slightly, catching his breath.
"You really odn't wanna go down there."
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Chris Yuki
1st Class Private
Original Character
Posts: 91
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Post by Chris Yuki on Oct 27, 2008 16:35:35 GMT -6
"Huh? Why not?"
Chris was oblivious to the evil down the hall, but then again. She was new. And by new, I mean new prey for the evil had Jean not pulled her away.[/size]
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 29, 2008 15:01:40 GMT -6
"Let's just say that's not a place you wanna go on your first day here."Jean couldn't bring himself to telling the kid about the horrors of the Advanced class hall.
"So..uh. Which class are ya looking for?"He could only presume she'd gotten lost in search of her class, as to why she headed down there.
Unless she also took such a class.
This thought made him cast a wary eye at her.
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Post by Scar on Nov 9, 2008 18:08:03 GMT -6
Matthias then walked passed Jean. As he passed the man, he wacked the blonde upside the back of the head. "Stop eyeing your students, perv." he said casually, not even bothering to stop.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Nov 9, 2008 18:13:23 GMT -6
"Ow."Jean raised a hand to where he was hit.
"Hey, I was not eyeing her up!" He frowned at his student´s retreating figure before an after thought struck " And your not allowed to hit your teachers!!"
He hung his head, not only his love life, but now his career was slowly falling apart.
Not that that was anything new.
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Post by Scar on Nov 11, 2008 15:14:51 GMT -6
"So?" Matthias asked. "I'm trying to get expelled ASAP, so fuck you, 'teach." he said, shooting the man the bird before continuing on. "Still, your not as bad as the other bastards here, so yeah. Go make a big deal out of it screaming you made a breakthrough with me or whatever you do."
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Post by aspiredeathe on Nov 13, 2008 15:12:15 GMT -6
Jean sighed lightly.
He somehow felt flattered that Matthias found him a better teacher than most, as that usually wasn't the case, but he couldn't really just let this go.
Disrespecting teachers was just too much.
"Detention. You'll be helping me sort out administration! My classroom as soon as your last class is over!"He nodded to himself, more to the fact that he'd finally found someone to help with the administration.
He'd been kinda...evasive of paperwork last year and the school's secretary had suddenly developed an attitude over the holidays. A very vicious, no more crap attitude.
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Post by kagegirl on Nov 13, 2008 20:18:39 GMT -6
Hanabi ran down the hall, her messenger back slipping down her shoulder. She was late to class, and she knew she'd be in huge trouble with her teacher. Her lungs were crying for oxygen, but she kept running. She stopped in the middle of the hall, panting, leaning against the wall for support. She was lightheaded from lack of oxygen, but that didn't stop her from continuing her run to class. She sprinted down the hall, her head down from the exertion, and didn't see the teacher and student stopped in the middle of the hall. She tripped, somehow, over the teacher's feet, and fell face first on the tile floor, sliding a couple of feet before coming to a complete stop. She lay still, panting, her bag a couple feet away.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Nov 14, 2008 10:12:54 GMT -6
Jean was still in his thoughts of the secretary and the way the woman had burst through his apartment door the day before term started. He was pretty sure she would have made him sign a blood contract, had he been fully dressed and not suffering from a hangover from the night before.
He blinked a few times as he felt something hit his feet, the sound that followed caused his to raise an eyebrow. It was only then that he ventured a look.
"Oh, shit. You alright?" His mind cracked and put 2+2 together in record time. A student tripped over..his feet?
Pushing the weirdness aside, he bent down and pulled the kid to her feet.
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Post by kagegirl on Nov 14, 2008 16:50:29 GMT -6
Hanabi felt strong arms lift her. She looked, realizing the teacher had asked her a question. "uh...what?" She replied, confused. She looked around, seeing her bag a few feet away. She closed her eyes, trying to figure out what she had tripped over. A few moments later, she had opened them, blushing slightly as she realized that she had tripped over his feet. "um....I...I'm sorry...I uh..I need to get to class...." She stammered, embarrassed.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Nov 16, 2008 15:41:33 GMT -6
Jean gave her a kind smile, heading over to her bag and scooping it up.
"Don't worry about. It's good to know I'm not the only one that trips over my feet."He tried to make light of the situation, possibly make her feel less embarrassed.
He walked back to her, holding out her bag.
"Here. And try not to run again, it's against the rules really. Although, that doesn't stop most people."He ran a hand through his hair as he remembered the rush after the lunch bell went.
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Post by kagegirl on Nov 16, 2008 15:53:54 GMT -6
"um...I.....uh...yeah, Ok...." She said, nodding. She stood up, taking her bag. "I..I should really get to class now...." She said nervously, realizing that she was now over fifteen minutes late for class. She wandered off towards her class.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Nov 16, 2008 16:11:15 GMT -6
Jean nodded, giving her another gentle smile and then headed off in his own direction.
Completely forgetting about the other girl he'd stopped earlier.
He decided to head back to his classroom. He need to sort some papers out for the field trip.
And possibly catch a few winks.
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Winry Rockbell
Corporal
winryrockbell
"Can I take it apart...pleaseeee?"
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Post by Winry Rockbell on Dec 17, 2008 9:53:50 GMT -6
Winry had her hair up in a more professional way. It was up in a bun, and her clothes were neat complete with a tie. She sat in her next class waiting for it to start. She sighed as she laid out the book and other supplies out on her desk that she would need. Resting her chin on her fist she looked out the window and sighed. School seemed so lonely and boring.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Dec 21, 2008 14:25:30 GMT -6
Jean walked into his classroom, stretching as he went.
With the way things were going, he'd just get some sleep and forget the paperwork.
He grinned at the idea. Flopping down into his chair, he let out a sigh, before making himself comfortable, sinking into his chair. His eyes closed quickly and his mind filled with memoriess of the summer vacation.
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Winry Rockbell
Corporal
winryrockbell
"Can I take it apart...pleaseeee?"
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Post by Winry Rockbell on Dec 21, 2008 18:14:24 GMT -6
As class begain to start she grabbed her notebook and pencil and began to doodle. She sighed wishing she could just go home about now.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Dec 27, 2008 10:52:24 GMT -6
Denny walked into the classroom, holding a book under his arm.
He glanced at the half empty room before sighing.
Noone wanted to spend their free hour in the study hall, people only came to sleep. And he only came because he got paid for the extra hours.
He sat down in the big comfy chair at the front of the room, pushed his hair out of his eyes and opened his book. McGyver would never get off that island if he didn't finish reading.
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