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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 10:13 am
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 10:45 am
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  ⥁𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃⥁𝒮𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇⥁𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌⥁
⊛𝒮𝒶𝒹𝒾𝑒⊛ Connor was a mix of upset and horribly embarrassed ad the other kid tore into him. What if he had broken something? But he didn't even run into him! He had just been standing there! "Well, honestly, since you can see, I'd suspect you'd have seen me standing here. You should probably watch where you're walking." He felt a bit of confidence at his words, and wanted to say more, but he didn't want to offend... too much. "And besides, you play the clarinet. Not much would be lost from the musical world if it did break, honestly." He stood straighter, letting this bubble of bravery carry him. He'd been picked on and teased his whole life, so now he just had to actually stand up to one. "Besides we're in a magical school. I know for a fact there's a repairing spell. I mean, we could ask someone to fix it." He was already getting tired of this kid, but he'd continue. At the boy's next jibe about him and his "mutt" collecting charity, Connor frowned, an angered look washing over him. "Don't you insult my dog. Sadie's a better person than you, and she's literally a dog." He wanted to say more, but someone else hurried over, questioning what was going on. His club? That meant it was Avian... something-or-another. He was a Ravenclaw too, so Connor took the chance to try and explain everything. "I'm sorry. See, I came in to listen to the music for a while, since I had fun doing that last year... and I was apparently not scooted back as far as I thought, because he ran into me, then started calling me a charity case because he apparently can't see and needs guidance. So I was trying to let him know that I was sorry and had anything happened, someone could assist us in the matter." He nodded, not even noticing the accidental jab he'd put in his words. If he wanted a verbal battle, Connor was up for it. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ, ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ.
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ғʟʏ, ғʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ
Aʟʟ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅʀʏ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ,
Sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, Sʜɪɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ {OoC: dat sass tho} |
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 12:17 pm
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P E T E RxxxW H Y T E
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Did the blind kid really imply that he was the one with vision and walking problems? Him? "I shouldn't even have to with you blocking the way. How is anyone supposed to notice a little wallflower like you meekly standing in the middle for attention." When he implied that is skills weren't much, Peter was livid. "Excuse me?? I'll have you know that the clarinet is perfectly respectable instrument, and since I see you haven't got one, clearly worth more than you." Peter rolled his eyes when the twit mentioned magic. "Of course, magic solves everything! It's not like the smallest mistake could ruin the sound quality of instruments! What a great way to escape from your dues! Tell me, are you always this lazy or is this just a special occasion?" He snorted when the boy mentioned his dog being better than him. A little animal, better than a human? Peter heard that sometimes cripples had mental deficiencies but this was just too much. Besides, who cared about being a 'better' and 'nicer' person? What good would that do in real-life?
He opened his mouth to reply when a much older student approached them, scolding. Peter would have rolled his eyes but it seemed like this boy was the head of the club and he wasn't willing to antagonise him so early. But of the course, the little snitch couldn't keep his mouth shut and whined about how he was so innocent and mean Peter attacked him. Peter paused to calm himself before replying. "I walked into the club, minding my business when this one," he gestured to the boy, "decided that it would be great to stand in the way of everyone coming in. He almost caused my clarinet to fall and break and I was berating him for it. Frankly, I don't know what magic could do to my instrument and I don't trust it to repair it properly. But he had to insult my instrument and my playing as well and I can't let that stand."
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 2:57 pm
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Fianna Grey Gryffindor │ Third Year │ Thirteen Years Old │ Single
Fianna had a devilish smile tugging at her lips and a mischievous glint in her eye as she made her way toward where the Music Club was gathering, carrying a case over her shoulder. The young Lion was wearing a pair of comfortable jeans, sneakers and a vintage Wyrd Sisters sweatshirt, happily setting aside her school clothes for the occasion. "Come on, Linny," she said cheerfully. "We don't want to be late."
"And I'm coming, why?" asked the Seventh Year querulously, as she hadn't appreciated being dragged away from her studies for anything short of a dragon attacking the school. Fianna answered, "Because you promised you would, Linny. You convinced me to go to Dueling Club when I was a First Year, but the deal was for you to go to something I'm interested in in return. This is your last term, so you're kinda running out of time to make good on your promise." Selina drew a heavy sigh, recalling her promise and resigned to an expenditure of time she hadn't counted on. "Aye, I remember," she replied. "In fer a Knut, in fer a Galleon, it would seem."
Selina was dressed in a long black skirt and matching ankle boots, with a frilly white dress shirt, House tie a fitted vest and a dark blue velvet jacket. Slim and elegant, she was certainly overdressed compared to her cousin.
The two of them arrived in time to see the altercation between Connor and Peter, and Selina would have said something, she was a prefect, after all, but Avian interceded before she even had to open her mouth. 'It's his club,' she reminded herself. 'At most, I'm just a guest. I don't know why Fianna thinks I'm musically inclined.'
When Avian was otherwise unoccupied, Fianna approached him, and said sweetly, "Uh, hi. I'm Fianna Grey, and my cousin and I are here to join the club, if that's okay. I got a guitar for my birthday, and I'm still learning to play, and my cousin, Linny, can sing." The guitar was an old acoustic, which belonged originally to Linny's mother, and was in storage all this time since her death. Fianna received it as a gift from her mother, as she figured the guitar served little purpose as a keepsake if it wasn't played.
Selina's eyes widened, and they suddenly had a stunned look in them, as though she'd been punched in the gut. The last time she'd sung anything was at a karaoke thing they did at a pub in Waterford at the music festival last summer, and she'd been conned into doing it by her cousins. As a rule she didn't like being called upon to be trotted out and made to perform like one of those annoying little dogs at the shows, which was why she hated singing in the choir when she was a small child. Well, that, and because her father insisted she do it.
Fianna waved and called out, "Hi, Aria," before she gave her cousin a smug look, and said in a soft voice she added, " Ó, raibh theipeann orm a lua? Tá mé ag dul ar ais ort as a bheith i gceist go Hannah."
OOC: Transaltion from the Gaelic: "Oh, did I fail to mention? I'm getting you back for being mean to Hannah."
   Turn your magic on, to me she'd say
"Everything you wants a dream away
We are legends, every day"
That's what she told me
Turn your magic on, to me she'd say
"Everything you wants a dream away
Under this pressure, under this weight
We are diamonds"
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 10:27 am
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Grace Mitchell////////Emma Bailey/////////Saio Ukida//    7th yr. Ravenclaw//5th yr. Hufflepuff//2nd yr. Hufflepuff/
Location: Music Room
Emma and Saio had walked in roughly at the same time. Both girls momentarily looked at each other, clearly wondering what they missed. There seemed to be an argument going on. Emma was quick to go over to Gideon. Sitting down next to him she gave him a smile. Despite her steam punk look she was still the same friendly puff that everyone knew so well. “Hey, what I miss?” She asked looking from him to the two in question; Connor and Peter.
When Saio saw that Connor was involved she found herself going to his side. She’d heard what Peter had said and she didn’t like that he was blaming the other Ravenclaw. Wasn’t he smart enough to know that Connor was blind? He had a service dog and everything. “Not to be rude but maybe you should watch where you’re going? Then he wouldn’t be in your way.” She told him standing up for her friend while being nice and polite all the same. She wasn’t there to escalate the fight, she just wanted to stop so they could go about what the music club was supposed to be about.
It was at that point that Grace walked into the room. She had lost track of time studying and had been running a little late. Though she quickly noticed that there was something going on. What it was she hadn’t the faintest clue. Seeing Selina and Fianna, Grace walked over to her. “Surprised to see you hear Selina. Any idea what started all this.” She asked quietly. "Hello Fianna," She greeted the younger girl. Clearly she was the one that got Selina there.
Stats'
Grace: Confused
Emma: Interested..
Saio: Mildly Protective
Attire
Who we're with: Club Members... Gid, Connor, Peter, Selina, Fianna
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 11:41 am
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Orphan Sisters for Life
First Years Location : Music Club With : Each other & Members...   After meeting up together the four girls walked to the music room. They were for sure joining the music club. There was no doubt about it. Even Kimberly was looking forward to getting out of the dungeons for some fun… not that Quidditch wasn’t fun, but there were other things. Walking into the room Kimberly froze at the door as her eyes fell on Peter. “What is he doing here?” She spat out as she folded her arms. “Maybe he likes music.” Alana answered as if it were an obvious reason for why. “Yes, because that’s not blatantly obvious.” She snapped still unhappy about seeing Peter’s face. “Kimi, you don’t need to bite anyone’s head off…” Candace told the Slytherin before looking to Alana. The Hufflepuff shook her head at the other. “Don’t worry about it Candy, she’s just venting.” She would never blame Kimberly for who she was. Besides it was common knowledge by now that Kimberly and Peter didn’t see eye to eye. “Just ignore Peter. He isn’t worth getting bothered over.” Minako said ignoring the other Ravenclaw entirely as she took a seat. Kimberly rolled her eyes. “Easy for you to say…” She commented before looking back at Alana. “Sorry about that.” She apologized only getting her apology waved off. “I said don’t worry about it.” Alana said following after Mina. Candace smiled before following her friends. She looked back only to see if Kimberly was coming as well. With a sigh, the Slytherin wondered why she put up with these people. That’s when she remembered she cared… Following after Candace, Kimberly said nothing more about Peter, although she wanted to go over there and deal with him herself. She knew she couldn’t do that though, so she sat down with her friends and hoped that Peter would just shut up. It would save everyone the trouble of shutting his damned trap for him. Alana ~ Status : Happy... or at least was... Theme ~ Attire Minako ~ Status : Guarded Theme ~ Attire Kimbery ~ Status : Unhappy Theme ~ Attire Candace ~ Status : Happy Theme ~ Attire
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 12:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 7:01 am
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This is a black, black ski mask song
So put all of your anger on
In the truly gruesome do we trust
I will always land on you like a sucker punch
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Fᴏᴜʀᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Vɪᴄᴇ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
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Leon entered the room and immediately felt like walking back out. Except, there was a certain annoying Hufflepuff behind him preventing him from doing that. Instead, Leon rolled his eyes and walked forward, giving the scene a once-over before sitting pointedly away from everyone else. Great, some jackarse had decided to start a fight in the one club that Leon was in that definitely didn't need it. ******** hell, he was already done with this shite. He glared pointedly at the scene, waiting for the idiot to stop arguing just so that he didn't get pissed off at the idea that his one club that was actually soothing was being disrupted by some first year. Blue eyes flashed however, giving rise to the fact that his temper was already being tested. He closed his eyes then, counting to ten and taking deep breaths. That was the last thing he needed. He didn't need for his volatile temper to get the better of him. Biting the inside of his cheek, he counted in his head again, not willing to let this be the thing that set him off again. Otherwise, the kid was mincemeat, and considering the last time he let his temper get away from him, that wasn't good.
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Location: Music Room
Thinking: Grea', jus' wot I needed t'day. Some barmy bloke decidin' ta pick fights wiff half th' club...
OOC:
I’m just a problem that doesn’t want to be solved
So could you please hold your applause
Take this sideshow and all its freaks
And turn it into the silver screen dream
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 7:02 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 7:35 am
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Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒫𝓇𝑒𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 || 𝒮𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℬ𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃
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Zeph had entered a bit ago, deciding to stand back and watch the rest of the people a bit. It wasn't like he couldn't play an instrument, no, usually he was seated at the piano and playing. However, that was occupied by Avian and the six foot tall teen simply crossed his arms and watched quietly. So far, so good, and it was probably a good thing too, since some of the other members seemed to have nerves. He could tell that Gid had his mind elsewhere, and the others were basically being their usual selves. Now, if it all resulted in a good time today, he was fine with that.
However, that was shattered when he heard one of the Ravenclaw first years decide to berate Connor, who as far as Zeph could figure was trying his best to stay out of the way. That escalated quickly into insults about the boy's disability, and Zeph had to grit his teeth before he said anything. He should, but he wasn't about to. Especially since Avian seemed to see the scene quickly and step in. He listened, eyebrow cocking as the kid decided to try and lay the blame on Connor. He already knew what he was going to say the moment that Avian made the comment about consulting him about the kid's future in the club. "Well, let's see. Not watching where you were going and ignoring your surroundings, check. Insulting the disabled when he doesn't know who else he's insulting, check. Trying to play the blame game when you were standing over there when the whole scene happened, check. I dunno, it sounds like maybe the kid needs some time to grow up before we let him in to the club."
Zeph scratched at his chin, feeling the stubble he hadn't quite gotten off this morning with his razor. He could be nice here, to be honest. He should be. He looked at Avian, considering his next words. "We could always let him in on a probationary term, such as he can join, but the moment he starts another argument or decides that he's going to be superior he's out. That's up to you of course. I know I could enforce it easily since I'm a prefect and everything. But that's up to you Avian. What do you think?" He wasn't letting the kid get off that easily, since the attitude the kid was copping certainly sounded like the type of attitude his mother's family used to get with regards to him. 'He's too stupid to read.' 'Obviously he's diseased just like his mother.' Made Zeph glad that he had been taken in by the Whitethornes instead of the Everests.
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Location: Musis Room Thinking: This is a lovely start to a meeting... Taken By: Lorelei Townsend OOC: Snow    
Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 12:28 pm
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♥ 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 ♥ 𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 ♥ 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓈𝑒𝓇 ♥
Skylar was actually excited for something for the first time since she started the term. Music Club, a place for music lovers to join together and appreciate what they enjoyed the most. Anyone who knew her knew exactly how hard she worked on practicing her various instruments. Even now, she was on the tail-end of her violin work. Soon, she would add it to her arsenal of perfected instruments, along with the piano and guitar. After she was done with the violin, she figured she would move right into the cello. It was basically a bigger, standing violin anyways.
Dressing up in something that wasn't her school uniform or her Quidditch uniform, Sky made her way up to the Music Room, holding tightly to her violin case. Hopefully she would get the chance to show everyone what she could do, maybe even make a friend? She wasn't one to go out and talk her way into friendship, but maybe she could play her way into someone's heart? It was a valid option, she figured, and she was willing to give it a try. Plus, if they were in the Music Club with her, they would have something to talk about. Or they could talk and she could listen.
Upon entering the Music Room, Skylar found herself staring at a fight of sorts. A First Year, Peter she thought his name was, and a Second Year with a dog were face to face with her Quidditch Captain and another boy who she figured was the Music Club Captain. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew that she didn't want to be in the middle of it, so she quickly fled around the side of the room so she wouldn't be in the way. Taking a seat with the other students, she set her violin case in her lap and stared at the students in the fight, sighing. She just wanted to have fun today, not have to worry about all of these negative emotions and hurtful words being tossed around. Hopefully it would be resolved soon so the real fun could begin.
She sees them walking in a straight line, that's not really her style.
And they all got the same heartbeat, but hers is falling behind.
Nothing in this world could ever bring them down.
Yeah, they're invincible, and she's just in the background.
And she says, "I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids."♥ x x ♥ x x ♥【 OOC: open for interaction 】
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 4:11 pm
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⥁𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃⥁𝒮𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇⥁𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌⥁
⊛𝒮𝒶𝒹𝒾𝑒⊛ Connor wasn't sure how to feel when the boy called him a meek little wallflower. He hadn't been standing in the middle for attention at all, though he would profess to being a wallflower. He liked learning about people, so... it was kinda true. The first year's next quip was that the clarinet was worth more than him, so the second year nodded a bit. He then started a rant about magic ruining the sound of his clarinet, so Connor sighed quietly. "It wouldn't ruin it if it was repaired properly! And even if it was beyond ruined, I'd be able to afford another. Blindness and poverty have no correlation." He crossed his arms, feeling that the kid had thusly insulted his entire family. He paused when Avian commented that they were being loud and overdramatic, then he placed blame on one of them, but Connor wasn't for certain which one fell to blame. He thought it'd be Peter, because he was the one that was upset and loud about it. After someone familiar (probably Saio, he guessed by the voice) told Peter to have watched where he was going. The thought that someone was siding with him made Connor feel a lot less stressed. Avian proceeded to rant about Peter having watched his step, pointing out that Connor didn't know where he was at, which made the twelve year old a bit irked. Someone else chimed in, saying Peter had spoken entirely without regard to who was around, which was true. He'd just started yelling. They then said that if Peter named one more insult, he'd be asked to leave. The thought made the other boy a bit upset, since he hadn't wanted to cause drama or anything. "Honest, I really didn't mean to be in the way, and I'm sorry we... collided like we did, but please, in the future, if I'm in a path, just ask me politely to move. I'll comply unless you start acting like a child. And thank you Avian... and everyone else for helping me out here." Connor's voice had been quieter, but loud enough to be heard by the little crowd he could feel gathered around. Honestly, it was making him a bit nervous. He liked the music club, but he was a bit worried about trying to come back for the next meeting... Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ, ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ.
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ғʟʏ, ғʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ
Aʟʟ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅʀʏ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ,
Sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, Sʜɪɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ {OoC:} |
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 8:31 pm
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Peter scoffed when the boy protested that it wouldn't be ruined. Of course he would know that, he was after all the expert in magical repair. At the very least he could pay for a new one if his clarinet was broken. There were idiots who caused damage when they clearly couldn't afford to fix them and Peter enjoyed putting them in their places.
He could feel his eye twitch when more people crowded around them, all taking the side of the blind git. Couldn't they see that he was the one who started it all? Peter couldn't believe people sometimes. Oh you insulted the blind person how terrible! He wasn't some precious snowflake and better than the rest of them, why did he get to be treated special? But of course, no one believed him and the furious club leader even threatened to throw him out, his co-leader supporting him. They even said he would be in probation and would get banned if he said anything else. Peter gripped his bag tighter, it wasn't fair! He only said the truth and now they were all ganging up on him. The innocent angel acted so sweet an innocent too, apologising and thanking the others and like he was the sweetest thing. He snorted in disgust and bowed his head. Apparently he had to grovel for them to leave him alone. "I apologise, it won't happen again," he pushed out through gritted teeth. "I won't cause a scene like this again." God, he hated them all.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 7:41 am
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xxxWᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ﹐
xxxCᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴀᴛʜ
xxxLᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
xxxAʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴡɴ--
xxxCᴀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇʏᴇs ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
xxxIɴ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
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Ivar was gleefully preparing his stuff for another year in the Music Club, bringing his new purple violin-- which made him feel elated because purple and indigos were his favorite colors of all-time. What happened to his old violin? Well, it was still working just that he had no use for it so he decided to sell it in their Home Music Shop. As he stepped in the room, however, he was just so caught off-guard with the sudden atmosphere. Wow, the captain of the Club looked really pissed, and Ivar always thought that Avian was this gentle and a very nice person, just like that tall nice giant prefect. Though, from what he could see, the first year sounded like an entitled rich snob-- at least that would be something Matteo would say. Wait-- Wasn't this kid, like, shared a surname with Rey or something? Regardless, it was really scary to see the Club Captain raising his voice and being angry, to be honest. Not wanting to attract unnecessary attention, he quietly sat down to a free seat and began tuning his new violin.
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Tʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ﹐xxx
Yᴏᴜ ʀᴀɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅxxx
Fᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴀ ᴘᴀᴛʜ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ﹐xxx
Yᴏᴜ ʀᴀɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ·ᴛ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅxxx
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɴ﹐ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴏᴛ ɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ?xxx
Wʜʏ﹐ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ғᴀʟʟ? Oʜ﹐ ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ?xxx
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@Xis : It's up to you whether you wanna post o3o
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