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Slice-of-life High School

I feel like we should sorta establish the "main group" pretty soon, because things are kinda all over the place and it's disorienting me a little, haha.

Harmonica - (Fantasy Based RP)

Sylverblu said
This boy was beginning to irritate Sylvia even more. They had entirely different morals and mindsets regarding everything they'd talked about thus far. But right now, 'Evelyn' needed an ally in this place."Respects are meant to be paid to the living, the dead can't hear you." Sylvia sighed, disappointed with herself. "But it matters little." She returned to her casual position, leaning on the beam. "Why are we arguing, of all people should understand the importance of having an ally during a crisis." Sylvia removed a glove, tending to an itch and revealing a wisp of red and orange ink that spun in spiral patterns on her hand up to her sleeve."Anyway, seeing as family is a touchy issue, let's talk about what you used to do. What were you, a metalworker?"Sylvia's hand was really bothering her now, she scratched almost as intently as she listened.

Gavin sighed. "Well, technically yes, but there wasn't much metal to work, and I actually made most of my money from being a street performer. It's amazing how much money somebody will pay to see a blob of cold liquid metal jump around like some sort of insane frog. It was pretty easy too, and—hang on, what's that? The pattern on your hand, what is it?"

It appeared to be some sort of intricate spiral tattoo, done in red and orange ink. There was no discernible meaning to it. Perhaps a status symbol of some sort? His mind branched out to the many things that it could've meant, and as he waited for his answer, he wondered what the ink was made of. Most of the tattoo ink out there had some sort of ferrous component, which would be very useful to know about if he needed some sort of distraction in a tight spot. His eyes followed the spirals up to her wrist, where it disappeared behind her sleeve, presumably continuing up her arm. He looked up at her curiously."

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I have the utmost approval for this.

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Haru grinned a little at Hotaru's reaction. Of course, he had no idea whether or not the guy was or wasn't the president, but Hotaru was still just so cute when she figured it out...No! Bad thoughts! Go sit in your corner! Shaking his head to rid it of the stupidity, he looked on as the girl conversed with the second-year, going over a list of people to join into it in his head. Let's see...Well, there's Hotaru and I, of course, and then there's Maverick-senpai and Sakaki-senpai. I don't think Tanaka-senpai would be so into it, and Shana-senpai...wow, I'm thinking of the word Senpai a lot, aren't I? Frankly, he had no idea how to make a club, and since a club was Hotaru's idea in the first place, he decided to let her handle it.

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Sakaki sighed at the boy in the doorway. He looked to be involved in some odd self-conversation, and she walked slowly up to him and tapped the back of his head with the palm of her hand. "Quit it," she stated softly, "you're acting exceedingly weird." Returning to her seat, she withdrew a small bento from her book bag and carefully removed the lid, picking idly at the contents with her lacquered black chopsticks.

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Grey said
Teacher CS. Today. Whether I want to or not.I hope you all enjoy lolis.

Oh dear.

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All good indeed.

I think when the club is formed, Haru is going to get overly enthusiastic and sign up Sakaki. That should be fun.

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Well, her hair isn't oddly coloured per se...There's a thing about it that might be revealed at a later time.

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Haru, looking concerned, ran out the door after Hotaru. By the time he caught up, he was breathing fairly heavily, but nothing too terrible. He slowed to a walk next to her, smiling. "I think a club is a good idea. I'll tag along, we just need to figure out what kind of club to make!" He took a bite of the apple Tanaka had given him, thinking it over before snapping his fingers and turning to her. "Hey, what about a club to help people make friends? This school seems to have the weirdest amount of antisocial people, so if we make a club to help them, this school might get a little bit friendlier!" His expression was open and earnest before realizing what he just said and shying away again.

"Man, I sounded dumb there. Sorry." His face became more inscrutable, almost pensive.

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"Well then. So your brother is dead. I get it, you're angry and upset...No, those words don't even come close to describing how one feels at death, do they?...But regardless..."

"Just because I'm upset that I wasn't able to go to my sister's funeral, does NOT make me emotionally weak! I don't particularly care how severe your childhood trauma was. News flash! At least your brother died somewhat quickly, and at least he died meaningfully! My sister languished in a dirty bed four days, covered in ammonia burns from a chemical spill, wracked in excruciating pain. She was only. Ten. Years. Old! And you think I'm weak for wanting to pay my last respects to her dead body?"

Gavin took a deep breath, calming himself down somewhat. "And to point out a total logical fallacy in your argument, all I did was ask a simple question as well. I wasn't the one blowing up over a question. That would be you."

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Haha, she tends to get paranoid and emotional about strange things.