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 Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 5:45 am
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Wearing > UniformOoC > ◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣►
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'Depends on your definition of harmful.' I answered, my voice carrying the annoyance I felt for a certain prankster. I haven't seen her in a while, not that I wanted to see the little imp, and I do not mean it as an insult. It was true, she was little--probably by good 8 centimeters or so-- and also a mischievous imp. Yuki had confided with me about the incident involving a malfunctioned stink-bomb. I already had a suspect in mind. My eyes narrowed as I stalked closer to Valeria, underneath the raincoat she sported , I had little doubt she was wearing her usual sailor outfit despite the numerous times I had told her to dress appropriately.
The rain patted the umbrella and the surrounding areas, my own self was as dry as it could be. 'It could be less harmful if you do not do anything with any of them.' I finished, taking a note of how similar our hair was. The silvery locks matched my own and as if that wasn't enough, Valeria had an avid interest in history, she was even the history tutor. My lip twitched, this girl? A tutor? My mind reeled at the thought. The girl was a parody of me. There was no doubt. 'Why aren't you in class, soldat?' I asked, inserting a little Russian to appeal to the girl.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 6:34 am
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 7:14 am
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◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣► Theme > Hellwalker Feeling > Intrigued, Curious. Carrying > Baton, lighter, knife. black umbrella.
Wearing > UniformOoC > ◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣►
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The girl had visibly stiffened at the sound of my voice, it was quite an enjoyable sight to see her body going rigid like a log. Like a kid caught with a hand in a cookie jar. That was probably true. She turned around, and said something under her breath, inaudible to my ears, but the way she regarded me with her pale grey eyes were enough for me to make a guess. Something along of 'Damn it.' I had to give it to her, despite being a sly weasel, she still had some military knowledge. I returned her salute out of habit. Now the formalities were observed, Valeria began to drag her dull eyes up and down my body, as if it was the first time she had seen me. The little imp was trying to get on my nerves with the nazi comments, I knew. But I won't let her.
I narrowed my eyes, 'Fine, how is Shtalin, Comrade?' I returned the jibe. She gave me a once over, again, before turning her head away, ashamed I hope. The girl was lacking in that department. I scoffed, 'I didn't know the CCCP had a functioning navy, or are you the only sailor?' Valeria was not giving up, so it was only fair I returned the jab. 'Odd, I thought sailors were on the seas.' I said with a thoughtful voice, tapping my chin.
I decided it would be wise to drag the conversation, it was far too long since I had been in touch with Valeria, it was time that I reconnected. Much to my dismay of course, her company wasn't one I would be enjoying too much at long lengths. It was more to keep track of her activities than to bond with the weasel.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 7:43 am
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:01 am
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◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣► Theme > Hellwalker Feeling > Intrigued, Curious. Carrying > Baton, lighter, knife. black umbrella.
Wearing > UniformOoC > ◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣►
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I admired this little lady, she did not back down easily. Tch, Russian blood was flowing strongly in her. Valeria walked up to me, seemingly calm all of the sudden, the little weasel was up to something. Her hand snaked into her pocket, I narrowed my eyes, my gaze alternating from Valeria's mischievous face to her pocket. Then she laughed, and brazenly placed her hand on my shoulder. My lip twitched from the touch. 'It's...' I seethed, trying to control my voice as I plucked her hand off my shoulder and let it limply fall to her side. Now I had to wash my uniform, God knows what the russian had touched before hand.
'Emera.' I said, my jaw tightened. Valeria knew my name, everyone knew. Her accent was no excuse. She was purposely pronouncing it wrong to irk me, and it was working. My nose crinkled in undisguised disgust as Valeria reached up to adjust my tie. Now I had to wash two of my clothes. 'Is that a threat... Valeria?' I replied, my jaw relaxing slightly as I reached for her cap and took it off; extending it into the air. 'Nice hat.' I pretended to be enthused by the cap, twirling it around my finger. I was far too used to threats, and I knew only one way to respond to them.
With a threat of my own.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:33 am
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:58 am
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◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣► Theme > Hellwalker Feeling > Intrigued, Curious. Carrying > Baton, lighter, knife. black umbrella.
Wearing > UniformOoC > ◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣►
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All was going well. As well as it could be with Valeria around, I snickered as the little weasel began raging over her stolen cap, she was trying so hard to reach the cap I was holding. Ah, but her efforts were in vain. I had already sported a smirk as I noticed her shoulders sagged, her hopes and dreams sucked away. I stifled a giggle. It would be unbecoming of me to laugh so openly. The next moments were a haze to me, I recalled Valeria saying something about women and babies.. and bliss. Whatever those three had in common I didn't know, but the one thing I do know was my toes were hurting like hell not soon after. The cap was forgotten, probably fell somewhere, as I moved my hands to cup my hurting foot. 'OUCH.' I said through clenched teeth, I turned to look at Valeria, the pain in my toes receding. That little bugger!
It was that moment I felt something break inside me, like a damn swelling from the copious amounts of water contained within. It took me a minute to realize it was actually the month's of pent of irritation I kept inside of me, confiding to no one. It festered like a tumor until Valeria stepped on my toes... literally and figuratively. But it was too late then, as I was already rushing the weasel, intent on tackling her into the ground. My umbrella was left forgotten.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 9:22 am
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 9:38 am
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◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣► Theme > Hellwalker Feeling > Intrigued, Curious. Carrying > Baton, lighter, knife. black umbrella.
Wearing > UniformOoC > ◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣►
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My face was buried in Valeria's navel as I ran us both into the wet and cold ground. The Russian was light, as I had predicted. She resisted, but pitifully, her feet were scrambling beneath me, trying to kick me from my grip I had around her waist.
But as quick as the raging tide surged, it quickly dissipated. I heard Valeria pronouncing my name corectly this time, one of the reasons I calmed down quickly, an apology soon followed and now I felt guilty for picking on her. I slipped my arms from her waist, her flurry of kicks were still pounding me, so I pinned her hands to the ground and stared hard into her eyes, 'I will touch more than the stupid hat if you don't stop.' My voice low as I gauged her reactions, rain still pelted the immediate area, we were both now exposed to its wrath. I felt the fabric on my back growing wet. The water was running down from the back of my head slowly making it's way to the front before dripping onto Valeria's shocked face.
What a mistake going to the courtyard today was. Was all I could think of.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 10:42 am
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History Tutor l Mood ➤: Calm l Location ➤: Courtyard l Company ➤: Adolf Hitler l Item/s ➤: Stink Grenade & Raincoat
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Valeria closed her eyes tightly expecting a punch or a cut but after awhile when she felt nothing, she opened one eye to see if Emera has disappeared...Nope, she's still there. Val stopped kicking her when she caught sight of Emera's hard gaze, after hearing the head girl's threat the girl wasn't scared. No, she was more flustered rather than feeling threatened by the words. Why? Well judging by their position, and how it made Val's sailor sleeve shirt slightly see through due to the rainwater and her words, she took it for a misunderstanding. "Umm, okay. Hmm, zis is awkward... But I don't like you zat vay commander. Please, get off me!" she voiced out her opinion of the situation while wiggling her arms free from Emera's grip. "Don't vorry, you von't see my veasel face next year." she reassured the girl's suffering will end from Val's cycle of destruction and revenge pranks until she graduates.
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"Cry some more, Run while you can.
You little babies don't stand a chance.
They call me heavy this is my gun.
When she starts spinning you better run~"
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Nightmares in Daydreams Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 4:04 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 10:33 pm
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◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣► Theme > Hellwalker Feeling > Glad. Carrying > Baton, lighter, knife. black umbrella.
Wearing > UniformOoC > Where are we going?◄☣▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬☣►
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I held myself back from grimacing at Valeria. She dared assumed I was... Interested in her? She had nothing that I wanted from a partner. Scheming, over-confident and...plain infuriating sometimes, I dared not imagine how my life would run if this woman was in it. 'Good, you won't be seeing me either.' I replied as I pushed myself off of her. I looked down, she was drenched, and so was I, but my clothes were meant to stand the weather if only slightly. She was wearing a cloak, but it didn't deter the rain from coming in from the front. Her navy shirt was wet, the sleeves were matted to her skin.
I felt guilty... The girl did nothing wrong. Yet. Still, she had done nothing. I owed her an apology, but I wouldn't give it to her on a silver plate. Valeria was an a** like that. She'd rub it in my face. No, I'll apologize some other way. I pulled her up with relative ease, examined her face for a minute and strutted away to pick up my umbrella before returning to her. Before I could speak, I heard steps rushing towards the courtyard, I turned my gaze to look, it was Ms.Ashelia, immediately I perked up, standing on attention. She barked orders before rushing off. A sigh leaves my lips, looking at Valeria, I said 'Truce.' Adjusting my tie and coat and stalked off, but not before pulling Valeria's cap down to cover her eyes. 'Imp.' A smile played on my lips but gone as soon as Valeria regained her vision.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 3:55 am
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xX Yennefer Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 10:15 am
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Mood ➤: Calm l Location ➤: Courtyard l Company ➤: Penny l Item/s ➤: None l Wings ➤: Invisible
Mithos lead her away from the training grounds, and one could easily still here the event going on. Once they made it out, Mithos turned to Penny and smiled. Haha don't worry about it, that situation was tense enough, and it doesn't concern us any. I just hope everyday isn't like that... Mithos's voice trailed as the girls mood changed. She was...sad? As Penny spoke, Mithos just stared at her. What is happening in this girls head? Friends? She wants to be friends yet she assumes that I don't like her? That's how people become alone. Mithos put on a cheerful face and took Penny's hand. Hey now, come on. Don't say things like that. I don't have to baby sit you, and I like your company. If you want to be friends you can just ask! Don't assume things.... Mithos did not, not like the girl. She was weirdly growing on him, in an irritating kinda way. But his sister always said you never judge a book by the cover.
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"Farewell, my shadow, you who stand at the end of the path I chose not to follow.
I wanted my own world, so I don’t regret my choice.
I would make the same choice all over again.
I will continue to choose this path!”
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