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Post by Sebastian on Jul 17, 2011 21:38:17 GMT 1
Luc felt the heat of Alexandra's eyes, quite literally too. he stepped back in a shock of slight terror, he nearly fell back through the open door onto Illia. he grabbed hold of the door frame, quickly and looked back, breathing out at the close call, but now he couldn't ask what he wanted to, not with Illia there... "Could you meet me later?" he asked nervously.
Mun-hee stepped into the shower and shed his pajama pants, no, in fact he wasn't wearing a shirt. he stepped in the shower and began washing his face off.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 17, 2011 21:43:55 GMT 1
Alexandra folded her arms across her chest. "Absolutely not." She answered, sticking her nose in the air. "This is your only chance to do so."
Ilia stepped backwards when Luc nearly fell. She didn't fancy the idea of being squashed so early in the morning. "Y'know what...I'm just going to go eat." She stated, before turning and walking off. "I better be allowed into this trailer when I get back." She glared at both Luc and her sister.
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Post by Sebastian on Jul 17, 2011 22:16:08 GMT 1
"I'll see you later zen!?" Luc said turning his head upside down to look at Illia. He turned back to Alexandra cautiously. "Well, it is just zat wee will be visiting a town with a very nice family owned restaurant... ad I was wondering if you weren't doing anything after ze show, that we could possibly go and eat there, so zat we can talk withzout you tossing me out of your trailer..." he smiled in a 'please-don't-light me-on-fire' way, preparing himself emotionally to be shot down.
Mun-hee washed his body very quickly before he began to put soap in his hair, he ran his hands through it gently washing each part separately. He was careful not to give himself split ends, because split ends one, messed with his hair control, two meant he would have to cut his hair.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 17, 2011 22:45:46 GMT 1
Alexandra actually considered Luc's proposition before replying. "Nyet thank you." She ran her fingers through her hair. "Why do you keep asking when you always know the answer is nyet, nyet, nyet." She sighed.
Ilia trumped down to the kitchen trailer, grabbed a bagel, practically dipped it in cream cheese, and then sat down in a chair to eat it. Normally cream cheese was an off limits topping, but today she was annoyed enough that she would have some and eff it if anyone saw. "Stupid diet." She murmured in Russian. "Stupid sister...stupid stalker...stupid stupid stupid."
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Post by Sebastian on Jul 17, 2011 23:42:38 GMT 1
"Because you always say no, perhaps if you said yes and it went sour then I wouldn't ask anymore, I may not even visit you in the mornings!" Luc laughed as he stepped out of Alexandra's trailer, feeling down, but not defeated. "Well zen, enjoy your stretching, mon amie." Luc took a dramatic pose and turned to the kitchen trailer. He polished his apple on his cloak and took a large bite out of it. he leaned on the outside of the trailer. ah such a lonely place was rejection.
Mun-hee finished conditioning his hair by hand and then he turned the water off and began to towel dry himself. He dressed himself in a pair of black performer's pants and a tight black nylon half shirt. Later he would have to put on his preforming accessories but he didn't want them to get food on them. he wrapped his clothe sup in his towels and threw them back into his tent before going to eat. His hair rested damp behind his shoulders, he liked to let it air dry, it prevented hair damage. Mun-hee walked over to the kitchen trailer, and poured a bowl of cereal, he grabbed a spoon and stood next to Illia. "Mornin'" he said through a mouth of frosted flakes "properly this time" he laughed as his hair began to braid itself behind him.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 18, 2011 0:01:53 GMT 1
Ilia jumped when she was spoken to. "Ah uhm...thanks." She said, smiling at him. "Did you have a nice shower?" She asked, almost immediately regretting it. What an awkward question to ask in the morning.
Alexandra slammed the door shut behind Luc. She threw the dirty wash cloth violently in the sink. She let out a sigh before sitting on the floor stretching. Ilia had better be back soon, or she'd go to the training center herself. She'd wake Mikhail up in a few minutes.
In the training building Clarice was up in the air, hanging from a large steel hoop. Maximus was right under her watching. She swung her legs out from under her, letting go of the hoop, in an instant she was dangling by her feet from the hoop. "Careful." Maximus said, watching her intently. She reached up towards the hoop. When her palms were inches from the hoop, her feet lost their grip and slid out from above it. Reacting quickly she grabbed hold of the hoop before she could fall. "Are you okay?" He shouted up at her. Clarice nodded, as she twisted sideways and started the hoop in a spin.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 18, 2011 1:32:28 GMT 1
Xenon really hated his job. Hated it to the point where he almost wanted to go through Alexandria's underwear drawer, just to get himself crisped to death. He hated whiny kids, stinky kids, bratty kids, happy kids, he just hated kids. But he never let it show... other than his appearance. Xenon wasn't a bad looking guy, in general, he just... didn't look friendly. His jet black (dyed) hair was always spiked at the back, and his eyes were like that of a salamander. A... rare salamander, with a slit in the middle.. he didn't know how to describe them, really. A few piercings gave his face character, a few through his lip, one in his nose, and some in his eyebrows. He was a standoffish person, really, but in personality, he was just shy. He didn't want people talking to him, because he didn't know how to respond. With his eyes trained on the floor, Xen exited the showers slowly, slipping on a pair of black shorts that went down to his knees, and a powder blue shirt with a cutesy yellow bunny on it (kids liked it... he kind of did too), and headed to breakfast. He was slow in movement, taking his time, hoping everyone had cleared out already.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 18, 2011 1:41:46 GMT 1
Alexandra kicked open the door to her bedroom. "Get out of Illy and Mine's bed!" She hissed. "It's been thirty minutes, go get an energy drink or something." She pulled the pillow off Mikhail's head, and poked his cheeks repeatedly.
Mikhail sat up, clasping a hand over his sister's mouth. "SSSH, let the kid sleep." He whispered, glaring at her. Even after only thirty minutes or so of sleeping his hair managed to look like crap. He went intangible and got out of bed. He dragged his sister out of the room, quietly shutting the door. "That kid saved my life, so you're going to be nice to him." He instructed her. He reached into a closet for his clothes, before heading off for the showers. He left the trailer and trudged down the field, spotting Xenon heading toward the kitchen trailer. "You look as cheerful as ever." He yelled out to him, waving.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 18, 2011 1:45:31 GMT 1
Xen jumped, his eyes wide, his hair held back with a few clips, not having been expecting to be seen that way. Immediately he sidestepped, hiding behind a trailer, taking the clips out of his hair to make it hide most of his face, stepping back out and resuming walking briskly, like nothing had just happened. "You look as dirty as ever," he retorted unhappily, even though his words clashed deeply with what he felt inside, and what his shirt stated about him.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 18, 2011 1:54:48 GMT 1
Mikhail cocked his head to the side. He shouldn't have expected anything more than what had happened. That's how Xen normally was he guessed. Shrugging his shoulders, he stepped into the men's shower tent.
Henry appeared right next to Xen in a puff of blue sparkly smoke. "Smooth Xenny." He said, looking up at the boy. He was dressed in a pair of black knee length shorts with chains dangling from the belt loops, a white and black stripped tee, and a pair of blue sneakers. "Morning~"
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 18, 2011 1:59:20 GMT 1
Xen immediately looked at the ground, pursing and biting his lips like they were his breakfast. "Morning." He said shortly, his arms crossed. He would never admit that Henry's sudden appearances scared him as bad as they did, but.. hell, they terrified him, he almost screamed every time he saw Henry just appear anywhere. He did like the sparkles in his smoke, though, sometime he would have to ask Henry to appear like that for the kids- d**n, was all he thought about his stupid job with those stupid kids? "Go away." He stated shortly, even though, inside, he wouldn't mind some company.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 18, 2011 2:05:12 GMT 1
Henry let out a pout. "Oh come on you don't mean that." He said, poking Xen's arm. "We're like a duo when it comes to work." He smirked at Xen. What Henry was short, but he made up for it with his rather tall amount of charisma. "Let's eat together."
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 18, 2011 2:08:48 GMT 1
Xen looked down at him startledly, but immediately looked away in surprise, and mild fear. "I.. ah..." He didn't want to just tell him to get lost, that would be going too far, and he didn't really want Henry to go away. He liked the short little guy, in moderation. He was like a child, but also not like one; which made Xenon not hate him. "Ah... I'm not good company," he warned quietly.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 18, 2011 2:17:56 GMT 1
Henry waved his hand through the air. "PFT you're better than most of these idiots." He said, grinning. "They're all just too well talkative and clingy." What was odd about this statement was Henry was a chatterbox. A sneaky chatterbox, but a chatterbox in every way.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 18, 2011 2:21:16 GMT 1
Xen blinked, not even letting the faintest of smiles slip at the compliment. He bowed his head softly, biting his lower lip rather viciously, almost ripping out one of his lip rings while doing do. "I-I... wouldn't call them idiots," he said quietly, kicking up dust on the trampled ground. "They just... do things differently."
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