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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 17:52:06 GMT -5
Cecil walked to the dock like area of the gardens. He watched as the sun beat down on his body and his dark colored shirt soaked up it's raise. The pain wasn't bad at all, but the woman did say not to go back to class, and relax; so thats what Cecil did. Of course, not /exactly/, but he didn't have a dorm room.... yet. The water sparkled and glistened as the sunlights reflection bounced it back. It rippled while the winds pushed the surface of the water back. A couple of different shaded birds flew above his weak body. It seemed like a perfect place to rest for now. Cecil felt the cool air blow onto his face as he shut his eyes. It was one hundred percent better than a dirty alleyway in the middle of a unknown town.... or the forest he had been in for the longest time. Cecil sighed and took in some quiet. The loud noises from so many people bothered him. He had to calm down a bit more than he was. He sat down and extended his feet off the dock itself. Finally, somewhere no one could possibly agitate him more; well, unless it was an instructor of some kind. Then it would be explained why he was here.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 24, 2006 19:31:52 GMT -5
A soft melody floated around Cecil, sounding like it came from a small harp. An odd, rythmic ringing went along with the melody as a beat, making a haunting yet upbeat song coming from the Central Gardens.
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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 19:39:25 GMT -5
Cecil looked around him, the airy sky filled his lungs. As the hot heat of the sun shone down on his still frail body, he noticed a red jacket..... farmiliar, but wait- Zet? he thought, asking himself if the man had a class or not. He stained navy shirt twisted itself as he turned himself to the left, not right. His eyes actually felt and his sight seemed completely changed, but why? and- how?
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 24, 2006 19:44:34 GMT -5
The person froze in a one handed hand stand, his dark red trousers in the air. He was just about the oddest person you ever would see. His hair, a bright lime green, was curled about his head, and his skin was as white as snow. His free hand was wrapped around a small harp, and the rhythmic ringing from before was obviously from small little jingle bells, like holiday ones, that were tied around his wrists, ankles, and other places. He flexed his supporting arm and flipped into a standing position, the bells jingling as he did. The boy, appearing sixteen, cocked his head to one side and examined Cecil with mischevious coal red eyes.
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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 19:53:10 GMT -5
Cecil just turned away. Confused and tired. He gently placed his back to the wodden dock. He put his hands behind him, and sighed. Who was the elf? he thought. Cecil shut his eyes once more, actually drifting off to the sounds of the leaves ratteling, the water shifting, and the birds sing. He woke up a hour or two later..... noticing something next to him.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 24, 2006 19:54:38 GMT -5
The person ran his hand over his ears, which curled at the tips. "Very tired, aren't you? But shouldn't you be in class?" The person had obviously been sitting there the entire time, patiently playing his music.
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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 20:01:38 GMT -5
"Wha-" Cecil sat up quickly. He gradually got up and stood at the edge of the docks ledge that went into the water if he should take another step. But Cecil just stood hands in his pockets and he smoothed his hair out, feeling a bit of dried blood spots in there, though unntoicable, it itched him a little. The sun looked like it was setting now..... the skies were different colors meshed up in one. Who long was i asleep? Cecil thought, giving a look of pain and wearyness. His red eyes glowed ten times a much since the golden sun started to shine on them from te reflection in the waters below. He looked into the water, seeing the reflection of himself.... not his brother for the first time in a long time.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 24, 2006 20:05:21 GMT -5
"Hey! Are you just going to ignore a Master Teacher?" asked the boy with a hint of impatientness, whacking Cecil lighting on the head and producing a clear 'jing' from his bells. "I could write you up, y'know?" he asked, though it was more playful than serious.
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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 20:09:02 GMT -5
Cecil's eyes widened.Then he scrunched his neck and his head together from the hit a tteacher gave him. The red glow faded. T-teacher? he exclaimed in his mind. " I was told by the nurse to go rest. I have no dorm room, so i came here...." he told him, looking out into the sunset infront of him.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 24, 2006 20:13:44 GMT -5
He started laughing, running a hand through his bright curls. "I love how 'polite' you guys get when I say that. You'd never know a person if they think you're a superior. Nope, learn how they treat their equals is the way to see a person's character. But yes, I am Gerro, Master Teacher and musician extrodinair!" he said, striking a pose. "And you, would probably be Cecil, who I saw in the nurses' office a bit ago. Well, what's the problem Cecil? A rough first day, I've heard," he said cheerfully, sitting upon a railing Indian style, both hands grasped around it to steady himself.
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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 20:20:01 GMT -5
Cecil twitched his one eye as ((one of those looks Kyo gets on him when he gets opissed off)) he yells; " THe hell! Could you have been anymore-" Cecil bit his tounge. If it wasnt for him being a teacher, Cecil would have atacked him. He had to remember that it wasnt a thing you could do with a teacher... it wasnt like the alleyway or the forest. He sighed. " So this is the perv teacher i heard about.... " he gave an EBIL()) grin. Cecil picked a stone up and threw it down intothe waters underneath him, reflecting a meaningless boy.... and it turned into his brother.. strong and powerful.... He gave a anguished look into the waters.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 24, 2006 20:23:28 GMT -5
"Just because you're too broken for a love life doesn't mean that I am," Gerro grinned, taking his insults with a grain of salt. "Nooooow, you still haven't told me why you were bleeding earlier. And why such a sad face now?"
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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 20:29:26 GMT -5
Cecil stared into the water. Nothing seemed logical anymore. His red gaze hardened, the rage was an absoltue trait that showed on his face at the moment in time. "Look it up." he said not giving even a passong glance to a teacher. " If its that important for you to know."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 24, 2006 20:31:40 GMT -5
"Now, now, is that so friendly? I'm just curious, and looking things up gets odd versions of the truth. Tell. You. What. If you tell me bought what's wrong, then I'll teach you a new battle move. Something none of the other teachers could ever get you even near," Gerro baited, hanging upside down off the pole with his feet, touching the water with one hand.
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Post by Arual on Oct 24, 2006 20:35:57 GMT -5
"Hm. Youre definatly a new teacher if you dont know him." Cecil said with a sarcastic smile. " I dont need a new battle move..... but if you must know- my brother." he added. " He graduated here long ago, head of his class, and at the age of 13. There. " he said as he fed another stone to the watery grave beneath them.
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