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some say that silence can be golden.. -- sean terris, 14:41:02 05/09/02 Thu
lips grow stiff in a sullen sign in the direction of the individuals before him, scrutinizing their oral beating toward the undeserving Carmela Atroci, as he had performed witness the entire time when they enticed her into the confrontation at present. why was it that his age group perpetually preferred to select another from the horde and provoke him/her? slightly dumbfounded that Hero and Julian would uncover sport in this incident he shakes his skull in revulsion, for once concluding to discontinue what civilization considers incorrect and defend the defenseless. he travels onward with the elegance of a well-practiced entertainer, his frontage discloses no emotion, but his eyes deceive an agitation that gradually inflates to ferocity. “leave her alone, you guys. she hasn’t done anything to you today.” his pitch is calm and impassive, most likely the one object that was definite to imprison their concentration…the murmur is so much dissimilar to him.
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Re: ...But I Say Silver Is Just As Good... -- Celeste Riceburg, 16:59:45 05/09/02 Thu
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>color=hotpink>Julian: Just for the record this is pre-library, so now she is just kind of contemplating.
...How exciting some days could be. How awful and uneventful others could turn out to be. It was still in between, Celeste felt just as silly as she did upset, was it really worth it? And in the middle of thinking whom should she run into but Julian, and who should see from Carmela (who seemed to think herself important), as well as the other bystanders. Sighing she resisded in the group just in time to see Julian smart-off, and Sean suggest they leave her alone. Celeste smiled meekly, "Somebody tell me I'm not the only one who heard adress ihm as mister...?" she said questioned. "Honestly, is his name that terrifying? Because personally I think it's nice. Other than that Sean's right leave her alone until she does something..." she said but looked at Carmela and shook her head. She was just...well she was as Julian had confirmed. "Never mind..." she sighed. "I suppose strutting in here was enough, for the likes of her anyway" Celeste said...
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just a tiny annotaton
ooc: pandora would be momentarily happy with the fiasco she started if she was still there. damn it, why did i make her leave? oh yeah, because she was going to go write her plans for power. oh well. sorry for the ooc interruption but i have become bored because my inner resources have diminished to the point of being not there.
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when the music stops, there is no fun. -- Julian Emberson, 18:33:51 05/09/02 Thu
"You might as well crucify me, Terris," He said coldly, hands clutching loosely at his dolce-painted hips. Fingers tapped as he watched the three of them, no awful response preparing to be released. As he regarded them as good people, he wouldn't say a word of harm. His face, though, dropped to an ungodly frown at his fun being ruined. "Hasn't everybody learned that by now, I just don't stop?" He sighed in detest, rolling his eyes and dropping his arms. He stalked to the door, a bitter smile gracing his lips, the upper pinning the bottom down. "But there. It's all done and bandaged. The next time either of you decide to be unbiased, please warn me. Because then, I can tell myself it's human nature before thinking nasty thoughts about either of you." And off Julian went, irony in the fleeting footsteps. Well, whatever. Fuck them. He shrugged aloofly and trodded over to his favorite place.
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Re: ...I Refuse To Let You Stop My Music... -- Celeste Riceburg, 19:02:37 05/09/02 Thu
...Celeste looked at Julian. Julian mad. "Did I miss something?" she asked Sean. "What could she have possibly done to make Julian lose his cool? What's going on with him? He's just been...weird. First he yells at me, and now he goes ona mad fit of rage when I was under the impression that you and I-" she began looking at Sean, clear she had ignored Carmela, "Were his friends"...
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-- , 20:43:52 05/09/02 Thu
he provides the inkling that the brutal words of julian do not trouble him and he shrugs indolently at Celeste. “we stood up to him, i suppose…that’s what happens when you stand up to the rest of humanity…you always get shot down. g’bye, Celeste.” he saunters away, as though surviving in a delusion, his face still washed spotless of feeling and his eyes now only announcing a self-irritation. ah, yes…that was smart of you, Sean. made a scene…wonderful job. bravo…you really should have just left her to her own devices…she can handle. emotionally shrugging off the sentiment he recoils to the security of his dorm…not chiefly feeling social.
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