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Post by Midori on Jul 16, 2007 18:01:53 GMT -5
The Fill-in headmistress stood there in her normal attire, nothing really special. A black pencil skirt to her knees and a green sliky blouse with sleeves to her elbows.
Her hair was pulled back tightly into a bun on the back of her head, and her gray eyes had a light green accenting eye shadow to the outside corner Her usual black heels tied around her ankles, and at the door she stood greeting all the students as they entered.
"Hello," "Welcome" and so on. For the whole hour of time allowed for arrival.
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Post by MeiMei on Jul 16, 2007 19:30:33 GMT -5
The tall, thin and pale student whom everyone simply knew as MeiMei stood outside the doors to the sanctum. This was the first time she had been up since her match with Midori other than her few classes during the day, and she was finally starting to get better. The dress she wore was something she had recently received from her father. But it was only a simple black Lolita dress before she got creative with it. Hours of work while she was in her dorm brought about the result of the sakura-motif look on her dress which she had altered to possess a kimono-flare to it. She mixed the elements for the Japanese Kimono, School Girl, and Lolita fashions. The main colors for this outfit were surprisingly not only purple and black like her usual style of dress, but there was pink and even white also. To the end of the sleeves were 'sailor' trimmings, which matched her thigh high stockings and rather platformed sandals. Around her waist which helped hold her figure in its proper hourglass shape was a tightly tied purple obi with a a large butterfly bow to the back, also with a white trimming for a sailor flare. Moving up, she put on a bit of stage makeup and went dramatic with her make-up, her face was now pale as all get out, her naturally bright teal eyes were even more eye-catching with theway she did her make-up; Darkly lined eyes, and 'gradient' eye-shadow from white to black to purple and with a hint of glitter to the outer corners. She had once again for the dance cut her long hair, but this time it was much more noticeable, if she were to take it down it would hang just a little below her shoulder blades. But for this outfit she wore it in a swept up ponytail off to the side of her head with a sakura hairclip in her bangs. Image |
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Post by Ky Ookami on Jul 16, 2007 22:28:28 GMT -5
The blue haired teen had finally finished getting dressed. Such a debate had never undergone as to what to wear to a school dance; this being his first it was imparitive to make a good first impression! Along with the wardrobe debate with himself, there was also such a confidence issue. For you see Ky seem to have trouble socializing with the crowd of the female gender, which was the majority of this school.
'no one is going to dance with me...' He put himself down mentally, digging his mental grave deeper and deeper as his walking brought the blue eye, blue haired boy closer to the Sanctuary. He brushed the front of his black tuxedo coat off one final time before walking into the door taking a breath to calm himself.
Upon his entry of the building he was greeted by Midori, the as defined 'sadistic' headmistress. Nodding to acknowlede her speaking he walked in past her with a light soundless sigh over to the far wall where he would most likely be standing for this long gruesome event he was literally forced into going to with threat of many fifteen page essays.
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Post by Yentla Blöss on Jul 18, 2007 21:20:02 GMT -5
Yentla stood just out side the door and out of sight, watching the students arrive and trying to get up the courage to go in. She was brand-spanking new to Spymaster, didn't know anyone, and wondered if this was required.
Her long black skirt billowed as she walked towards the door, feeling self conscious, the maroon beaded scarf tied on her waist for extra protection. She wore a tight black top with flaring sleaves and I high neck, as well as a dark red sash crossing her chest from heart to hip. She also wore her short black gloves, specially made to disguise her missing digit. On her feet were black soft-soled slippers. She tucked her long, flowing blonde hair behind her ears and edged through the door, bypassing the woman greeting students.
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Post by Charlie Arbus on Jul 18, 2007 23:56:52 GMT -5
Jerking her head slightly to the left in order to sweep her bangs out of her lavender eyes, she scanned the room and nodded roboticly to the stand-in headmistress.
The dress she wore was brand new and this was probably the only time she would wear it; it was charcoal gray and halter style but the straps thicker then say, a bikini halter. The skirt of the dress flared out, draping down to her shins; a slit ran up the left side to her hip, where three, fresh crimson flowers were pinned. The key to the dress and rather risky slit was that the fabric was over-laid perfectly that the fabric still flared just right and the slit revealed some leg when she moved just so but never too much. Crimson high heels tapped very lightly on the room's hardwood floors as she walked; in her hands she clasped a satin charcoal and red lace bag, which held her iPod and a mini-laptop, slim and slightly wider then a check book, personally designed by Charlie herself.
Fingering the clasp of her bag, she glanced around the room again, her mind racing with thoughts, fingers itching nervously for the keys of her keyboard but her eyes and heart longed for something else, this something causing her eyes to glance anxiously around the room, her back to the door.
She licked her lip then bit it, pushing her short hair behind her ear and trailed her fingers to her collarbones, touching the silver Frog Prince that always rested there on it's chain.
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Post by Yentla Blöss on Jul 22, 2007 18:17:32 GMT -5
Yentla felt, rather than saw, the other girl walk in behind her. She edged quickly away and blended into the shadows to watch, clenching her fist in what almost seemed to be fear.
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Post by Aaralyn on Aug 2, 2007 9:32:43 GMT -5
Aaralyn stepped grandly into the room, bowing ceremoniously to Midori as she came in. "Hello, Hello!" She said, nodding to the other students in turn. "This will be jolly good, eh?" She said, affecting a British accent and smoothing her tuxedo for wrinkles. She hurried up to MeiMei, the only other person she... kind of... knew. "Hey, Mei!" She called as she approached. "Who are you going to dance with this time - as I see you've scared off your last partner!" She laughed good naturedly. "Whatever happened to him anyway?" she said, turning to look at the other students.
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Post by Ryuji on Aug 2, 2007 11:14:56 GMT -5
As Aaralyn was speaking to MeiMei, Ryuji entered the room, a cool black suit upon his back and a bunch of yellow roses in his hand. "For you." He said, producing them from behind his back with a flourish at Midori. "In honor of..." He cracked up. "Oh, I can't do this!!" He said, clutching his stomach as he let out peals of laughter. "Here, take this, Midori. It's my being-nice-way-too-nice-but-I-can't-help-it-cause-you're-my-boss and I-don't-want-to-get-fired and I-also-actually-want-to-have-fun-at-tonights-dance present, so, Midori, will you give me the honor of dancing with me tonight, for old time's sake?" He extended his hand graciously (or as best he could) towards Midori.
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Post by Midori on Aug 4, 2007 7:14:17 GMT -5
"S-Sempai..!" The former student stammered, her gray eyes narrowing and crossing at the flowers presented to her. It was truly something she had not seen in a very long time.
"I-I suppose." She spoke with a half-hearted laugh as she accepted the yellow roses. "I'm surprised after all these years you'd remember one of the few flowers that won't make me sneeze."
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Post by MeiMei on Aug 4, 2007 7:20:05 GMT -5
"Eh heh..." The girl giggled, rubbing the side of her face with her left index finger, closing those teal eyes of hers at Aaralyn's question. "Uhmm.." She glanced up at the ceiling with that same finger to her chin as she tilted her head slightly to the right.
"I'm not sure. Unless Too-san had his way and locked another boy away.." She lightly sighed, shifting the tilt of her head to the left. She poked her tongue out at her slightly with a playful "Nyahh~ You're in the same boat missy." She giggled once more.
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Post by Ryuji on Aug 7, 2007 19:50:35 GMT -5
He giggled. Ryuji actually giggled, then pulled himself straight saying, "I would never want to make you sneeze." He snorted. "Now, let's have some fun and embarrass ourselves before the new school year really starts, what do you say?" He took the flowers from Midori's hand and put them in bucket, dumping the papers inside on the floor and dropping the flowers in, setting it back on the table. "There. Decoration. I'm feeling a little silly tonight, if you can't tell! Any way," He coughed politely. "If you allow me...?" he took her by the arm and led her onto the dance floor, where the band was playing a loud rock song.
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Post by Midori on Aug 14, 2007 5:59:58 GMT -5
She perked a brow at her sempai's odd, but funny behavior. "Sempai what are you doing?" She asked between a squeak and laugh. She giggled as she was lead onto the floor. "There's still no winning with you sempai." She teased at him.
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Post by Ryuji on Aug 16, 2007 10:38:07 GMT -5
Ryuji moved to the groove and shook what his mamma gave him.
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Post by Midori on Aug 30, 2007 6:12:06 GMT -5
She danced also, less wild than her former teacher, but she danced. Midori had never really been one to cut loose at social events, even back as a student here.
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