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| Raigingeki | Oct 15 2011, 04:12 AM Post #21 | ||||
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"Thanks," Max said with a grateful smile as he limped into the room. Luck would have it that Chemistry was one of the courses he had makeup work for. "It's nice to meet you all." He made his way to one of the chairs surrounding the table and slung his bag off of his shoulders before setting it down. The chair gave an ominous creak as he sat down. More of him was off of the chair than he would've liked. He answered Morgan's question as he leaned over and began removing books, pen and paper from the bag at his side. "Yeah, I transferred in not too long ago. Honestly, I hadn't even heard of this place until my dad got the phone call from the recruiter." After retrieving his supplies, he peered over to see what the rest of them were working on. He was about to flip his book to the section on bonding when he suddenly thought of something. He pulled his bag up onto his lap and started rummaging through it. Let's see... two of those, four of those, five of that... I should still have enough to last me a while... he thought as he shifted through the various snacks he had taken with him from the kitchen. "Um... I've got some snacks if anyone would like some," he offered, pulling out a full sized bag of chips and a couple of snack cakes. |
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| Planeswalking Fieldmedic | Oct 24 2011, 04:07 AM Post #22 | ||||
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“...Then why is your boot print on that piece of paper?” Catherine asked Simon, looking at the blank page with the shoe print. And then Max actually entered the room. Oh wow that is big. Catherine thought, after seeing more of Max's size. The fact that she could swear that she heard the table creak scared her a bit. But that went away when he offered the group snacks. “Oh hey a little Debra's snake cake. Thanks Max.” Catherine said, reaching across the table to grab a small snake shaped cake in a little wrapper. “So you are a transfer student. Where are you from Max?” She asked, trying to be friendly to the large boy. She unwrapped her snake, and took a bite of it's head. “Man, can't get enough of the cream filling in these little guys.” She said, now able to see some kind of, white cream, in the pastry. Once she was done with the snake, she looked back at the problems, and then to Layla... who seemed a bit... “Say, Layla... you seem a bit flustered, you alright?” Catherine asked, looking at Layla face. “Anything I can do to calm you down? Maybe a shoulder massage or something?” Somehow, Catherine's gaze wasn't directed towards Layla's face at the end, but ended up being lower... before coming back up. Edited by Planeswalking Fieldmedic, Oct 24 2011, 04:56 AM.
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| Howitzer | Oct 24 2011, 05:05 AM Post #23 | ||||
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Morgan crossed his legs. He wasn't too sure why. He glanced at the snacks. "I'm all right, thanks." How could he have let himself get that far out of hand-- No. Come on. You've hardly got the credentials to be making judgments about people. He's nothing compared to you. He settled the book across his knees and looked down with disapproval at the sheet of paper Simon's table-leap had ruined. This guy had to learn how to sit still. In his peripheral vision, the demons moved from corner to corner, along the walls, between chairs. They were still staying well clear of the other students after what had happened a few nights ago. Catherine began to go after Layla again. I don't know what's going on between them, but... He carefully studied Layla's face and body language. I don't think she's exactly comfortable with this. "Catherine," he said. He flipped through the pages to an end-of-chapter problem section and jammed his finger down on one at random. "Would you mind showing me how to solve this one?" That ought to distract her...for a little while, anyway. I owe Layla that much. |
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| Asator | Oct 28 2011, 09:14 PM Post #24 | ||||
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"Huh?" Layla snapped back to Catherine, suddenly registering that she had asked her something. What had just happened? She had wanted a distraction, sure, and then all of a sudden everything going on around her just blended together on the edge of her awareness. She realized that she had been staring into space for the last few seconds. It took her a few more before she managed to process what Catherine had just said. "Ah ha ha...I'm fine, really," she said unconvincingly, waving her off. She added "but maybe later" as an afterthought, but was still grateful when Morgan tried to pull Catherine away from her. She gave Morgan a small smile, then winced slightly as a flash of pain shot through her head. She was fine, wasn't she? If not then her body was overreacting quite a bit from just being accidentally groped. It wasn't until she recognized that she was starting to feel dizzy that she recognized what was happening. Even so, she tried to ignore it, leaning back on the couch and trying to act like nothing was wrong. No sense worrying everybody else about it. |
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| RevivedSin | Oct 30 2011, 06:04 AM Post #25 | ||||
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"Oooh~ Snacks huh~? You're a life-saver!" Simon grinned, now walking around the table like a normal person instead being a crazy and jumping the table again, before helping himself to some chips. "Yo Layla, want a snack cake! It'll take your mind off things! Though the problems are already doing that huh?" Simon chuckled, waving at his fellow student. All you think about is food, huh? his inner voice scoffed, Simon chose to ignore it, like he always did in such a big group. "Man I like you already! Max, was it? I'll treat you to some real food later as my thanks!" Simon commented to the newcomer, giving him a friendly nudge on the shoulder. "You have anything you'd like to solve? Take a look at Morgan's problems, eh?" |
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| Raigingeki | Nov 10 2011, 01:54 AM Post #26 | ||||
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"You cook?" he asked Simon, his face lighting up as this shared interest was discovered. "We'll have to have a cook-off at some point. I have special access to the kitchens, so we could do it at any time." He retrieved a napkin from inside his school bag and shook a small pile of chips onto it. He grabbed a chip and began to nibble at it as he opened his book and turned it to the page he was about to before he stopped to supply snacks. He had a basic understanding of the stuff he missed, so he could work on his make up work later. He looked at the chapter header. "Bonding? I kind of remember what the teacher said about this... but I found it kind of hard to keep up with, so I'm not sure how much I can help..." Edited by Raigingeki, Nov 10 2011, 01:55 AM.
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| Planeswalking Fieldmedic | Nov 10 2011, 05:00 AM Post #27 | ||||
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“You sure Layla? You look kind of...” Catherine was saying, before getting distracted by Morgan. “Ah, yes sure. Anyway Layla, if there is something you want me to do for you, let me know. Alright?” Catherine said, before moving over to Morgan. “Excuse me for a moment.” Catherine said, before turning around and then... nestling her butt on Morgan's lap. “Ah, that's better.” Catherine said, once she was in a comfortable position. She turned her body a bit to look down at the book on Morgan's knees. But then something in Max's conversation caught Catherine's attention. “You cook, Max?” Catherine asked, looking towards Max now instead of the book. With how big he is, Catherine kind of wondered what foods he would even cook. Probably greasy stuff, like sausages or something... “Anyway, back to the book, you wanted help with this problem, right?” Catherine said, looking back to the book and pointing at the problem she thought Morgan pointed at with her free hand.. “Well, you should probably draw the two elements and their diagram next to each other first, then...” Catherine was saying, grabbing a piece of paper and a pencil and started to solve the problem. She made sure to flip trough the book to look up a step she wasn't sure on. |
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| Howitzer | Nov 21 2011, 04:48 PM Post #28 | ||||
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Simon's comment about solving Morgan's "problems" cut him deeper than Simon could guess. The memory of the spelunking mission, and what had happened afterward, still stood out in his mind. The others' journey into his mind had been a black hole -- he had been asleep, after all -- but afterwards, when he found one of the demons was gone... He couldn't muse any farther, though, because then Catherine sat on him. Morgan instinctively raised his hands, as if to ward her off. In truth, he had no idea what to do. She just settled herself there as if her lap was custom-made for her, turned to the book, and didn't take the slightest bit of notice (or at least pretended not to) of him or the discomfort that was rapidly developing below his belt. The demons lurked in the corners and just watched. "Cath--" he began, but the words got snagged in his throat somewhere. Well, it...it's not like she weighs that much. This is...embarrassing, though. But it's...this isn't my fault. There's nothing I can...what am I thinking? He leaned around Catherine to shoot Layla a pleading look. He doubted Simon would be of any help, and Max was the sort of person who Morgan doubted would willingly seek out conflict. Layla had already proved herself worthy of trust. She was the only one who would be able to rescue him from this. |
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| Asator | Nov 27 2011, 05:32 PM Post #29 | ||||
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Comments about snacks and cooking were passed around, but they all seemed like background noise to Layla. Someone called her name, but it was also lost in the noise, so that she couldn't even tell which of the other students had said it. She tried to focus on something, anything, to keep her mind where it was supposed to be. She ended up looking directly at Morgan, in time for him to look pleadingly at her, for reasons that it didn't take a clear head to guess. "Um...Catherine, maybe you shouldn't..." she tried to say, before her ability to articulate got swept away. The world around her was spinning and shaking violently, dissolving into a rapidly shifting blur that was painful to look at but impossible to look away from. She tried to shut her eyes, but for a second they wouldn't respond. When she finally did, her body rolled off the couch and fell to the floor. Then, it was over. Layla slowly opened her eyes again, and the world shifted back into focus. She realized that she was breathing heavily, and tried to steady it, and calm herself down. No luck. |
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| RevivedSin | Nov 28 2011, 05:04 AM Post #30 | ||||
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"Yeah, my family runs a restaurant and I help out in the kitchen from time to time," Simon replied, taking a handful of chips and wolfing them down. "So don't be surprised if I whoop ya~" Catherine repositioned herself onto Morgan, which seemed to make him pretty uncomfortable. Simon smiled wryly as he got up to help while Morgan shot Layla a pleading glance. His Indian schoolmate started to rise, but immediately fell over. "Whoa!" Simon yelped, jumping at Layla's sudden fall and rushing over. "Hey! You okay?" Simon asked, concerned as he put himself on eye level with his new... ...studybuddy? |
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| Planeswalking Fieldmedic | Dec 4 2011, 11:08 PM Post #31 | ||||
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“Alright Morgan, you getting this? After you do this step you-“ Catherine was telling Morgan, before something of his managed to distract her. Something that she suspected would happen in the back of her mind, given that she plopped herself on the lap of a young, healthy male.Oh, I can tell you are happy down there~ Catherine thought, feeling something of Morgan’s poke her. She would love to tease him down there a bit, maybe move her hips a little, but due to the amount of people in the room she would have to restrain herself. Maybe he wouldn’t mind having some kind of, private, study session after this. “-you go and…” Catherine was saying, writing something down when Layla caught her attention… although something didn’t sound right… “What Layla…” Catherine was asking, turning to face Layla. Her speech sort of slowed down at the end when she noticed something wasn’t right… and then saw Layla close her eyes and fall to the ground. “He-hey!” Catherine said almost loudly; get up off Morgan and rushing down to Layla’s side. The fact that she was fine earlier and now was on the floor freaked out Catherine quite a bit. She placed her hand on Layla’s forehead, just to find out anything additional that could explain what had just happened. “Layla, I think we need to get you to the infirmary.” Catherine said, now attempting to get her friend off the ground. “Can one of you guys help me?” she asked. |
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| Howitzer | Dec 6 2011, 06:30 AM Post #32 | ||||
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Morgan was still trying to figure out a way to get Catherine off him -- and even if he actually wanted her to be there; his feelings were still split -- when a cold wind sliced into his bones and a shadow passed across his eyes. When he turned his eyes to follow, he found Layla on the floor and the nin----eight demons standing in a cluster around her. Their inhumanly long, thin arms ended in long, thin fingers that pointed down at the girl on the carpet. In his mind, he could feel them about to speak. Catherine leapt off his lap. His previous discomfort entirely forgotten, Morgan was on his feet a moment after, and was no more than a step behind Catherine as she crossed the room to Layla. He pushed past the crouching Catherine as she examined Layla. "Shut up!" he snapped at the demons, swinging an arm toward them. They swept backward before he could touch them; they sank into the corners of the room, or melted away through the walls. His arm passed through empty air. He stood like that for a moment, frozen with his arm outstretched at the end of its backswing. Then he remembered what had happened, glanced down, and saw Layla at his feet. God. What's wrong with me? He lowered himself to his knees. "Layla? Can you hear me?" Her eyes were blank and wandering. That wasn't good. He needed to get her off the floor in case she started thrashing around or something and hurting herself. Morgan slid one arm under her shoulders and the other below her knees. She weighed less than he'd anticipated. He lifted her nearly effortlessly and laid her out on the couch she had fallen from. "Hey," he said, arranging a pillow under her head. He waved his hand in front of her face to get her attention. "Can you feel your hands and feet? Does anything feel weird? Should we get the nurse?" |
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| Raigingeki | Dec 16 2011, 04:44 AM Post #33 | ||||
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Max gave a startled jump when Layla collapsed, then another one as Morgan unexpectedly shouted. "What's wrong? Is she going to be alright?" he asked, nervously wringing his fingers together. ((Wow, this is an all time low for me. Whatever, post is done)) |
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| Asator | Dec 20 2011, 09:10 AM Post #34 | ||||
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Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe normal. "I..." Layla started, looking up as Simon and Catherine rushed over. She wanted to say she was fine. Of course she was fine. She had to be fine. But she'd just collapsed again. But it hadn't been as bad as before. She was only out for a second. No worrying people that she was dead. No golden land. No actually being dead. Everything was okay. Everything had to be okay. Besides, it was already over. Just a seizure, right? Not even as bad as those sometimes got. "I'm fine," she squeaked out, unsure if anyone could hear it. "I don't need to..." Then Morgan was standing over her, pushing Catherine out of the way, shouting and swatting at the air. She winced, taking a few seconds to register why he might be doing that. By the time she remembered his demons, she felt herself being lifted off the ground, and set back on the couch. The sudden movement disoriented her yet again, but once she was lying on the couch, still, again, she felt some of her strength return. Enough to speak up properly, at any rate. "Thank you, but...I think I'll be okay. This wasn't as bad as usual." For the moment, it didn't cross her mind that none of them had seen her have an attack yet. |
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| RevivedSin | Dec 20 2011, 09:01 PM Post #35 | ||||
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Catherine and Morgan had come to help, the latter seeming to perform something like a salt-throwing? Well, they all had their problems right? It looked like Layla had come to and Morgan set her on the couch. Her words announced what her own troubles were in any case. "Hmmm? Not the first, but certainly not the last, huh?" Simon mumbled, standing up, arms over his head. "Have you done that Dive thing yet? I'm sure it'll help, temporary relief I guess," Simon shrugged, locking one open eye with Catherine before turning back toward the tables. "Though for now let's focus on studying, yeah?" |
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