Should I post...? I think at this point it definitely wouldnt be speed posting.
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Lycusio breathed a sigh of relief when Lancer and her master departed. He was beginning to catch on and had finally got comfortable enough to drop his helpless act. Walking out beside Saber, he checked that Jakob followed before looking over the landscape. It was rather scenic and held his attention as if he had walked into a photo. Unfortunately his trance did not last long.
"Why you did that, Master? That vixen molested me and insulted both of you and still you allow her to walk away like that?" Saber said in an exceedingly adorable manner.
Lycusio simply chuckled, looking towards Saber before looking back to the towns. His expression was increasingly optimistic and he smiled nonchalantly, perhaps everything would turn out hunky-dory in the end. Patting Saber's head, he looked towards her, attempting to calm her down, "You can fight on better terms another day, right now, how about I make it up to you by doing whatever it is you feel like doing since it seems time is exactly what we have. On the way, you can tell me about this Holy Grail War and what it entails as well as your own abilities." His tone was extremely calming and there was an easygoing countenance about him.
I'm honestly cool with anything. Again, this is my sit back and relax RP, I wouldn't mind it if things picked up, but I won't be dropping it because of the slow pacing.
Just so long as you guys answer, I'll keep posting. Of course, I'm going to be avoiding speed posting, so I'll probably end up waiting for at-least 2-3 posts between any of my posts.
Just so long as you guys answer, I'll keep posting. Of course, I'm going to be avoiding speed posting, so I'll probably end up waiting for at-least 2-3 posts between any of my posts.
@Tokki
Haha, hopefully not although we can definitely slow down for you, so there's no need to worry about missing anything.
I'm gonna be gone for a while since I have piano followed by more rowing.
Remember kids, playing piano with blisters the size of golf balls is fun!
Haha, hopefully not although we can definitely slow down for you, so there's no need to worry about missing anything.
I'm gonna be gone for a while since I have piano followed by more rowing.
Remember kids, playing piano with blisters the size of golf balls is fun!
Gideon ate while he walked through the halls of the school with a sullen expression. The entire school bustled with activity as the bells rang, yet Gideon's large frame came into contact with nobody as it seemed the river of students flowed around him. Enthralled in thought, he stared at the floor a short distance in front of him; initially, he had truly intended to go to his health class, but an odd sensation overwhelmed him, it wasn't a specific feeling that Gideon could put his finger on, but it distracted him to the point that he didn't even think about school amidst the halls. Out of spontaneous need to know, Gideon took out his expensive phone and dialed the hospital, one of the only favorited contacts on his list.
"Hello, hospital administrative officer speaking!" A disembodied voice said with a tone of respect. The only people who could directly contact an administrative official was someone with decently high stature with the hospital.
"Yes, this is Gideon Serenade, I was calling about the status of my sister..." His voice leads off, despite his straightforward tone, he could barely withhold signs of his overbearing hopes.
"Ah! Mr. Serenade, your timing is impeccable! We intended to contact you right away on the matter! Your sister has been reported to have awoken a mere 2 minu--" The voice is brimming with excitement for Gideon, but it is cutoff as Gideon hangs up, already dialing his coach and temporary legal guardian. While his phone dialed, Gideon sprinted towards the front of the school, a 177 lb blur tearing through the hallways at 20 mph was a force to be reckoned with. The students that saw him coming jumped out of the way and those that did not, did very little to slow him, where Gideon passed, havoc followed.
"I heard from the hospital. Congratulations!" A happy but gruff voice spoke from the speakers of Gideon's phone.
"Yes. I would like to see her. Now." Despite his running, Gideon's voice was stable and calm, as if he were sitting.
"Aren't you at school right now? No. Wait until you're done with school, then you can see your sister." The voice was incredulous.
"Not an option, I want to see her now." Gideon began to sound like a needy child, his face forming a frowning pout.
"You're still such a child Gideon, stay at the school or I won't sign you up for the Japanese regionals." The voice chuckled while it spoke good-naturedly.
"Fine." Gideon hung up, taking a few calming breaths before looking around. He barely spared a second glance to the havoc he had caused and began to stride away before any teachers even had the chance to reprimand him. Continuing to search through the now empty halls Gideon could only admit in defeat that he was lost. He was slightly familiar with the school, thus after some time, Gideon was able to regain his bearings and head to the health room.
Opening the door loudly amidst the class that had already progressed well beyond the start, Gideon searched for an open seat, realizing the only one was a seat right in-front of the teacher of the class. Walking across the class to the open seat, Gideon set down his backpack and sat lazily in his chair. Without a word, Gideon began eating the pork buns. Due to the fact that he was down to his last one, he was going to try and make it last.
"Hello, hospital administrative officer speaking!" A disembodied voice said with a tone of respect. The only people who could directly contact an administrative official was someone with decently high stature with the hospital.
"Yes, this is Gideon Serenade, I was calling about the status of my sister..." His voice leads off, despite his straightforward tone, he could barely withhold signs of his overbearing hopes.
"Ah! Mr. Serenade, your timing is impeccable! We intended to contact you right away on the matter! Your sister has been reported to have awoken a mere 2 minu--" The voice is brimming with excitement for Gideon, but it is cutoff as Gideon hangs up, already dialing his coach and temporary legal guardian. While his phone dialed, Gideon sprinted towards the front of the school, a 177 lb blur tearing through the hallways at 20 mph was a force to be reckoned with. The students that saw him coming jumped out of the way and those that did not, did very little to slow him, where Gideon passed, havoc followed.
"I heard from the hospital. Congratulations!" A happy but gruff voice spoke from the speakers of Gideon's phone.
"Yes. I would like to see her. Now." Despite his running, Gideon's voice was stable and calm, as if he were sitting.
"Aren't you at school right now? No. Wait until you're done with school, then you can see your sister." The voice was incredulous.
"Not an option, I want to see her now." Gideon began to sound like a needy child, his face forming a frowning pout.
"You're still such a child Gideon, stay at the school or I won't sign you up for the Japanese regionals." The voice chuckled while it spoke good-naturedly.
"Fine." Gideon hung up, taking a few calming breaths before looking around. He barely spared a second glance to the havoc he had caused and began to stride away before any teachers even had the chance to reprimand him. Continuing to search through the now empty halls Gideon could only admit in defeat that he was lost. He was slightly familiar with the school, thus after some time, Gideon was able to regain his bearings and head to the health room.
Opening the door loudly amidst the class that had already progressed well beyond the start, Gideon searched for an open seat, realizing the only one was a seat right in-front of the teacher of the class. Walking across the class to the open seat, Gideon set down his backpack and sat lazily in his chair. Without a word, Gideon began eating the pork buns. Due to the fact that he was down to his last one, he was going to try and make it last.
Oky-doky then, I'm gonna get going on my post then!
@Aline
Since there's no real setter for the classroom for the guys, should I just make a few assumptions like 'class has already started' and the such?
Since there's no real setter for the classroom for the guys, should I just make a few assumptions like 'class has already started' and the such?
I think what he's getting at, is that he expects a higher level of character interaction other than "LOL, I'm gunna kill ya becus I hav this wish... that and im psycho as fuk."
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It distinguishes the speech from other stuff so I recommend it even if I don't personally use it aside from having italics for thoughts.
Huh? It did that? I just use it because it looks nice.
So I'm back...Finally!
Apparently, A-boat had to stick around for another 2 1/2 hours (double the practice!) so we could perfect our starts.
Starts are where you take a 200 lbs boat full of 6 foot men who generally weigh at least 160 lbs (amounting to a 1480 lb estimate) and reaching top speed in 4 strokes. By the 4th stroke, you are moving back and fourth 5 feet while dragging an oar through the water every 1.5 seconds.
Needless to say, Starts are the leading cause of chronic blisters. Also needless to say, after spending 2 hours on starts, there is a disturbingly small amount of skin between the surface, and the bone.
I'm not going to lie, I typed this up because I'm ridiculously proud of how much pain I'm in right now.
Apparently, A-boat had to stick around for another 2 1/2 hours (double the practice!) so we could perfect our starts.
Starts are where you take a 200 lbs boat full of 6 foot men who generally weigh at least 160 lbs (amounting to a 1480 lb estimate) and reaching top speed in 4 strokes. By the 4th stroke, you are moving back and fourth 5 feet while dragging an oar through the water every 1.5 seconds.
Needless to say, Starts are the leading cause of chronic blisters. Also needless to say, after spending 2 hours on starts, there is a disturbingly small amount of skin between the surface, and the bone.
I'm not going to lie, I typed this up because I'm ridiculously proud of how much pain I'm in right now.
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