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Date Posted: 18:03:50 04/27/02 Sat
Author: Hero
Subject: What, lamb? What ladybird?

Slender form slips idly into the large hall, appendages rising to cross over bosom. Her gaze traversed over the hall and its students, eyes twinkling with mischeif. Lower limbs clicked heels slightly before progressing entirely into the hall. Foot made contact with a boy's chair, he having leant back to far fell to the floor with a satisfying SMACK! Female grinned and continued on, leaning heavily against a wall.

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[> you just dont understand.. -- vivian ghandion, 18:35:41 04/27/02 Sat

Eyes of stored rage determine upon the female who harasses a rationally guiltless masculine, and her eyes portray the rage that the remainder of her does not, her body not even rigid, yet adrenaline already hums through her seams in enthusiasm, predicting possibly a tiresome, probably not, walloping of the physical class. She was experiencing a fragment of a tormenter’s personality, and what is more enhanced then hounding a terrorizer? Shoulder extent locks are cynically swept from her stroke of vision and she serenely advances the one dubbed ‘Hero’, a menacing sneer materializing upon lips of cherry. “You know, walking all over people just to show them that you’re superior is the sign of bad leadership. Why don’t you offer him a hand up and say you’re sorry?” She hassles, her accent velvety and fluid but overflowing with a dreadful objective, her body speech howling out a humanitarian yearning for standard discussion, but her eyes, freezing and similar to black depths of despair, tell of her internal unfriendliness in the direction of this brainless people christened human beings. Something that she is branched off of everlastingly and more no matter what complaints she has to utter about it. ‘Weapons’ (arms) linger unperturbed at her sides, yet buoyant, rapid reactions will allocate her to budge devoid of forewarning gratitude to the werewolf gene that chases throughout her blood, having connecting to her at delivery. Maybe existing as semi fiend, semi human isn’t rational or intelligent…yet it appeared to be the superior method these days, no?


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[> [> What, drawn and talk of peace? -- Hero Adair, 18:50:26 04/27/02 Sat

Glimmer of frustration appeared in eyes, though was quickly replaced with the ever apparent veil of indiscriminate joking. Appendages raised to once more cross over chest, labrums twitching and then curling into a soft smile, "You say this and leave him there yourself." Relented, crossing the distance between she and the boy, abruptly helping him to his feet. "There now, Mr. Terris. Be well and upright." Bow was given, grin broadening, "Would that please you, miss?" Brows were raised, not rising from her bent form to await the female's reply.


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[> [> [> innocent bystander.. -- sean terris, 19:14:06 04/27/02 Sat

Eyes spark with recognizable confrontation at the females and the boy immediately immaculates his garments liberated of persistent filth and creases, undulating his neck to release a snapping clatter. “Hey there, I’m Sean Terris. I’m afraid that we haven’t met, but I appreciate you sticking up for me. She seems to think that making me fall is funny,” at this moment he presents Hero an adorable pout, forging insulted feelings. “Oh, and Hero? Thanks for the trip; it was…a bit painful though. You need to work on your landings.” With a babyish grin the male pats both females on the cheek with his fingertips, as though to discipline them. With an even broader smile he concentrates his concentration on Hero. “But don’t let me catch you trying to give me free journeys across the Gatherplace. When I want to move, I can get off my lazy ass and move myself.” He announces in a mock pompous approach, rotating to depart from their presence.


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[> [> [> [> hardly innocent... -- Vivian Ghandion, 20:32:33 04/27/02 Sat

To a certain extent staggered, and a bit troubled by the boy’s nearly insane response to the degradation she inserts yet another adjective to her file of The Perfects. Mentally disturbed, they are. With a leer of glee she monitors…until his fingers stroke her cheek. Whoa whoa whoa…that was similar to…fracturing the first demand of Vivian’s specific regulations. No touching permitted! BACK! Initially snagged off her security, she doesn’t counter instantly, yet her arm twists out to seize his elbow before he can flee her rage. “My name is Vivian Ghandion.” She snarls in a chilly, vile tone of voice. “Don’t forget it.” She scowls and rotates to the other. “Mocking me will get you nothing but a new enemy.” With that she twists around and stalks out of the vicinity, not remaining to pay attention for rebuttals…but conscious that she has two fresh sufferers on her hit list.


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[> [> [> [> [> and you are? -- sean terris, 20:34:17 04/27/02 Sat

The boy blinks in perplexity and waves. “Um…okay. Bye Vivian! It was a pleasure!” He exclaims in an authentic, but bemused tone of voice. “Was it something I did?” He inquires Hero with a nearly blameless facade on his countenance, sloping his skull and therefore consequenting with a division of his face surviving in the gloom of his dark locks. “I didn’t mean to offend her.” He announces, assuming the appearance of an injured puppy.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> How now! Who calls? -- Hero Adair, 20:41:11 04/27/02 Sat


Female blew stray strands of ebony hair from view, waving after the offended she. Returned attention to that of the male before her, head tilted slightly, "Ah, no worries. She was easily offended." Paused, raising a brow slightly, "What you did, I think, was touch her." Shrugged, "See 'em all the time."

"So...Sean, how are you anyway?"





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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> i'm a special person. -- sean terris, 20:57:04 04/27/02 Sat

He blinks and grimaces. “People are wayyy to touchy these days.” He determines with a nod and presents to her an additional amiable beam. “I’m quite fine, Hero, quite fine. We really need to talk more, I’ve forgotten about your…evil sense of humor that usually ends up with me on the floor.” He announces with a satisfied grin…always the optimistic one…hehe.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Dost thou fall upon thy face? -- Hero, 21:08:17 04/27/02 Sat

"Ah, and yours, which often ends in someone stomping away most unhappy." Playful pout was given, hand dropping to rest upon a cocked hip in a brooding manner, "I agree, Mr. Terris. It is almost as if you avoid me in your more recent schnanagens. [good lord, how do you spell that?]" Dark eyes twinkled, a grin fighting at the corners of pink lips, though it was quickly beaten back


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> only when you make me. -- sean terris, 21:25:46 04/27/02 Sat

His eyes extend and he imitates her pout, giving her an offended gaze. “That wasn’t my fault! Who was the one who sent me sprawling and then…Vivian came to my aid! It wasn’t my error but yours.” He states with a pleased waggle of his skull. “Yeah…well, you’re the one that always makes me fall down because of your plotting.” He determines, recognizing that he appears bizarre and captivating delight in it. “I’m innocent.” He asserts with a beam.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Thou wilt fall backwards when thou hast more wit -- Hero, 11:40:56 04/28/02 Sun

Light laughter was given, cranium nodding slightly, "Yes, you are in one aspect. It wasn't you that made her thus, touchy and the like, but it was you who crossed the line!" Poked his chest gently as she spoke as in an accusing manner before stepping back and shaking the same finger at him. "For shame, Sean, how will we ever make peace with people if you always chase them off!"


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> have i ever told you how much you scare me? -- sean terris, 12:59:01 04/28/02 Sun

He grins and stabs her in the belly teasingly, skipping just out of her fingers’ contact. “I did not! You were the one that made me fall and then she came over to protect me and then I accidentally crossed the line. How was I supposed to know that she’s that type? Must I remind you that I am NOT a physic?” He hassles in a simulated frustrated tenor, undulating his eyes skyward in a counterfeit request for assistance from the godly designer. “YOU chase them off! I just always get blamed!” He announces in a morose manner.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Do I? My apologies. -- Hero, 13:05:33 04/28/02 Sun

"Ah, but good sir, who sets themselves to be blamed?" Brows raised in an inquiring manner, palms up at her sides [you know, the "i dunno" shoulder shrug, haha]. Leapt forward, fingertips contacting with his sides before dancing backward. Mock innocence crept over features as she awaited his reply.


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