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Post by SAKURA KIMIMORI on Dec 27, 2011 18:59:58 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-size:9px; font-family: arial; width: 260px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #F5EEE4; border-top: 4px solid #4E310A; border-bottom: 4px solid #4E310A; padding: 12px; color: #2B1B06; margin-left: 3px; margin-top: -11px;]Sakura had been rather busy lately. Running Avalon was taking a lot out of the female. To much had been going on lately. A lot of frights springing out lately. The woman didn't know what was going on with her students. She absolutely adored them, but sometimes they were tiring. She was busy doing paperwork, or at least she had been earlier that afternoon. She had left her office hopefully trying to get some things done. She had several things to work out. A few detentions, suspensions, oh dear.
Sakura let out a soft sigh as she continued to scribble silently on a piece of paper with several thousand others in piles around her. She had done most of the work when her eyes started to drift closed. Lately, she hadn't gotten much sleep trying to get everything she could done. She hadn't even really seen Maks lately. It was odd, the female normally was always around the other male.
Without her own say, her body started to shut down. "Maybe.. just a small...rest.." she said softly. Before she thought about it she had fell asleep. Sakura laid there, not being disturbed by anything her blue locks falling around her sleeping form. Sakura would probably sleep for a while unless someone shook her. The girl needed the sleep though...
WORDS! n/a TAGS! whoever NOTES! omg.. so freaking short... made by KIWII at BTN! [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 12px; color: #794D14; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: left; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 5px;]AND WHILE SHE LOOKS SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,[/style][STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px; color: #D6943D; text-align: right; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #2B1B06; text-transform: lowercase; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -3px;]I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT WHEN SHE SMILES.[/style] | |
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Post by HALOTT ENGEDELMES on Dec 27, 2011 20:16:09 GMT -5
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So, there he was, Student Council President, King of Avalon Academy, bouncing down the halls in an anticipation for the soft, squishy embrace of one of his favourite people. Soft... Squishy... His smile turned dreamy and he hummed to himself, replacing memories of all the hugs from those other girls with mental images of the Headmistress, adorably clad in a school uniform, squeezing the life out of him with that soft... squishy... wonderful chest.
“Ah, Engedelmes-san~”
“Oh, Sakura-chan, this bento is kawaii.”
“Haha~ Kawaii means cute, Engedelmes-san!”
“Just like you, my little takoyaki~”
God, he was romantic. Although, now he was considering whether or not he should have brought her something to eat. Like takoyaki, or something. Oh, well, no time.
The blond stopped just outside his Headmistress’ door, carefully adjusting his tie. He wasn’t nervous, of course not! He was just... remembering the now long gone crush he had on her back when he first arrived at the school. Ha. Thankfully that little fling was over, right? Right? Yeah, he knew he was right. It wasn’t as if his favourite colour was still the same blue as her hair, and he still scribbled little sketches of her in his textbooks - no way!
...He only liked her for her boobs, anyway.
Halott didn’t even bother to knock. He simply pushed the door open, eyes going wide behind his glasses as he noticed her sleeping form. So cute, so cute, so cute. His smile softened into something almost genuine, as he crept forward and slid under the desk, awkwardly angling himself upwards to rest his head against the two lovely lumps on her chest. Halott’s arms wound around the woman’s waist, carefully embracing her as he enjoyed the warm feeling of her chest, as well as the soothing heartbeat.
“Mmm, my little takoyaki~”
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Post by SAKURA KIMIMORI on Dec 27, 2011 20:45:40 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,410,bTable] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 25px; color: #D6943D; text-align: left; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #2B1B06; text-transform: lowercase;]THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,[/style][STYLE=margin-top: -5px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 12px; color: #794D14; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 30px;]WHO CRIED A RIVER AND DROWNED THE WHOLE WORLD[/style] [STYLE=margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; float:right; line-height: 15px;]
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Slight noises were heard as he made the way under her desk. She stirred a little, enough to wake slightly but not enough. She was silent before she felt a touch, arms wrapping around her and something against her chest. Her bright violet eyes flickered open, as she felt the touch of him not to be part of a dream. Her eyes snapped open completely and she found herself moving quickly into a sitting position, finding him still around her. At first, she just stared at him not really sure she was awake.
Then after a moment, it seemed to settle. Her hues were trained on him, and a scowl slowly came over her face. "Mr. ENGEDELMES!" she growled. Her hands moved up and grasped his arms tightly shoving him off her. Normally the female wouldn't of done such a thing, but having been touched, by a student no less made her mad. Before she could stop herself she smacked him, and it wasn't a soft hit, it was hard. Right across his cheek and hoped to leave a red mark.
After she had done it however, her face paled. What... had she done.
WORDS! n/a TAGS! halott NOTES! hahahaha made by KIWII at BTN! [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 12px; color: #794D14; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: left; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 5px;]AND WHILE SHE LOOKS SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,[/style][STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px; color: #D6943D; text-align: right; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #2B1B06; text-transform: lowercase; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -3px;]I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT WHEN SHE SMILES.[/style] | |
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Post by HALOTT ENGEDELMES on Dec 27, 2011 23:45:18 GMT -5
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[STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] Still lost in his takoyaki fantasy, Halott simply purred when he felt Sakura grab his arms, fully expecting her to pull him up and into a kiss. A forbidden romance between Headmistress and student! It was too perfect not to adore. But, Sakura didn’t seem to feel the same way about her storybook romance with the blond, and Halott yelped as he was shoved away from the soft, squishy love lumps. Still sore from the beating he recieved from his darling underclassman - polyamorous relationships, gotta love ‘em - his eyes squeezed shut as his head hit the desk, re-rattling already rattled bones.
Forcing a chuckle, he put his hands beside his head in a gesture of withdrawal, trying to calm the burning behind her eyes.
“Wah, mercy Princess! Your Prince Charming didn’t mean any har-”
A slap echoed through the office, and Halott’s head was thrown sideways. His cheek burned, and a deep, red hand mark was already making it’s appearance. Being hit, in general, was odd for Halott - not unwelcome, just not very common - but being hit by someone in a position of power... Well... That was just strange. Combined with the many bruises still dotting his face, the slap forced him to grit his teeth and clench his fists, breathing slowly as he waited for the pain to subside.
She could be fired for this. Hitting a student wasn’t something a teacher could recover from, no matter what the circumstance. His poor, sweet Sakura could be taken away, never to return to the school. A strange, tiny feeling crawled from his stomach to his chest at the thought of that happening; melancholy, was it? Anxiety? All he knew was he never wanted Sakura to leave the school - to leave him. Sure, he could find girls with equally lovely breasts, but none of them could reject him like she could - none of them would ever hit him...
“Wow. How mean, Princess...” He trailed off, a hand reaching up to clutch his aching cheek. Dammit, he was going to need a bucket of pain killers. “Even after that mean underclassman beat me up... Couldn’t you have wait a day or two?”
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Post by SAKURA KIMIMORI on Dec 28, 2011 0:05:43 GMT -5
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It had just been a reaction, an accident. She hadn't meant to do it, yet the proof was all ready on his face. She could see the red mark and the way his head fell to the side. Her hand instantly moved to her chest as her violet orbs shook as they seemed to regain their focus. Her eyes moved to him and she didn't know what to say. Normally things came to her quickly, but right now her mind was in a blank and she didn't know at all. The only thing she knew was that her job was gone. No more caring for the kids of Avalon, no more late nights of filling out paperwork. No more seeing Maks or anyone else she had come to care for.
It.. was a total disaster. She could feel her body shake slightly and tears start to form, but she didn't want to cry. Well, she did, but not in front of the student council president. She was about to say something before halott spoke first. Princess? Normally the female would of caught such things but right now, it was left alone. "I'm.. so sorry.. Halott. " she said her eyes shaking. She was dead, even if other people forgave her she would feel dead to herself.
"I've never hit someone before in my life.. It was just a reaction." she said softly. She hadn't meant to hit him. But even if she hadn't meant to, it had still happened..
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Post by HALOTT ENGEDELMES on Dec 28, 2011 1:21:09 GMT -5
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[STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] Halott watched her, absently adjusting his glasses in an action one could almost all nervous. His usual smile had vanished, morphing into a cold, hard line. He had the vague urge to chew on his lower lip, but, feeling that may make him appear too timid, Halott resisted an stuck to fiddling with his glasses.
The emotion in Sakura’s voice was awkward, and Halott had no shame in admitting it was horrible. Weak. Submissive. Everything Halott loathed, as well as everything he never wanted to hear or see in his Headmistress. Anyone else, he would have stood up and abandoned, rolling his eyes and muttering about how badly they needed to grow up.
But, Sakura was special.
Placing his chin on her knees like a sad puppy, Halott blinked those big, vibrant, green eyes up at her, lips forming a soft smile. He extended his arms to her face, fingertips brushing against her cheekbones, just under her eyes, wiping away unseen tears with a surprisingly gentleness. No hidden meaning; no desire for more. Just a soft touch for one of his favourite people.
“Now, now,” voice quiet and non-judgmental, Halott’s hands carefully brushed away the stay locks of blue that threatened to hide Sakura’s face from him. “What kind of Prince would I be if I let my Princess cry, hm?”
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Post by MAKSIMILIAN KIROV on Dec 29, 2011 21:57:18 GMT -5
The Assistant Headmaster was notorious for doing his work quickly and yet somehow orderly. There was rarely any mistakes in his work, and these were corrected when he went the second time over them which didn't take any more than going through them the first time. Thus, Maksimilian had finished his own paperwork rather early that morning and had spent the rest of the day patrolling the school in Luxray form as he often did. It was his job not only to do such work but also make sure that the school was kept peaceful, and thus, he patrolled.
Maks'd stopped in a few classrooms and said a few words to teachers, but he was never one to stay too long or say too much of anything simply because, among other things, associating with those he considered peers: the teachers in this instance, wasn't the easiest thing to do for the man. After finishing a few rounds, he had decided to head to the teacher's lounge not really to mingle but to see who was there and then continue on his rounds again.
As he walked down the hallway to the lounge, Maks shifted from his large cat from into his tall human form. Though he felt more comfortable in the latter, the prior was better when using to address others... when he wasn't trying to intimidate them, of course. Despite the intention of sorts, Maks was still a tall man, and thus, he was rather intimidating even in human form. Taking hold of the faculty lounge door, Maks pushed it open only to blink as he found himself staring at the Headmistress and a studen-- Young Mister Halott Engedelmes, student council president.
He was silent for nearly a solid thirty seconds simply staring at the two of them as he tried to compose his thoughts. ".......Am I interrupting something?" was the dry, slow question that finally came from the large cat man.
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