"Just Ami is fine," the girl said.
Kyle guessed things in Japan weren't as formal as he had previously pictured, though honestly he once had the predetermination that all Japanese people walked in mech suits with samurai swords strapped to their belts. Childish and stereotypical sure, but he was 8 then. Ami took a bite of her bread, chewing carefully with that same monotonous look, was she even tasting it? She had to be if she was chewing it so methodically.
After swallowing she continued, "I didn't do any studies, though. My father was also American you know; how many Japanese people do you know whose last name is Cole?"
Damn, she had gotten him there, but in all honesty how many Japanese people did he even know? Aside from the girl he flew down the stairs, the mannequin, the girl in front of him and the one at the top of the stairs (which he wasn't entirely sure if that actually happened or not), he didn't know too many people at all. All he could really do was shrug and grin, "My mistake I guess (yea a huge one, dumbass)" The fact that she hadn't turned and walked off in disgust clearly didn't mean that, but he felt the need to reprimand himself for his own damn stupidity, how could he have honestly missed that?
"What brings an American all the way out here, though?"
Wasn't that the million dollar question? He basically left on a whim, a way to get away from that disappointing glare he received from his own father, to get away from the crushing despair of having a lifelong goal suddenly ripped from his life. That night in the arena he lost more than his arm, he lost his chance at a real life, he lost time he could have spent doing something else, he lost a piece of his soul. He came here because...
Exhaling softly, he started with a bright grin on his face, "Well, for starters, the only reason I got in here was because of this," he pointed at the tied sleeve where his right arm used to be, "but I guess I'm out here because...well its really the only school for disabled kids to figure things out...I suppose that's what I'm doing right now isn't it? Figuring things out?" He scratched is head, a bit of a goofy smile on his face. Internally though he was pissed at himself, lying through the skin of his teeth like that, so he could, what, save his pride? There was some truth to his words, but it was only half true and that was just as bad as lying. Worse yet, it was to a girl who was only trying to be friendly. Even if she didn't show it emotionally, her words seemed sincere enough, and only a real asshole would be sick enough to put up an act like this.
Kyle wanted to ask her the same question, but after consuming what he could only surmise was something akin to a porridge, he took a look at the girl's lunch before him. Bottled water and some bread...the hell? He looked at her, "that's not all you have for food is it?" He had seen some bread earlier while in line, but the packaging was different, this bread had to of come somewhere else, maybe a store in the town? Regardless it was a pitiable, either the food was so bad here she couldn't stomach it, or it was all the food she could scrounge up for herself, regardless of what reason, it was angering and a terrible reminder of his childhood. He couldn't let her eat just bread.
"I know bread is kind of filling, but you're going to shrivel up if you eat just that," he picked up the orange from his food tray, a savory prize he managed to claim in line, probably one of the only edible things on his tray, but... "Here," he handed her the orange, "I know its not much, but its better than just bread and...its not fun...being hungry so..." he let his gaze drop for a moment, a past memory appearing his mind, his face representing it before looking back at her, a fierce determination in his eyes, "please take it!"
Damn it all if she didn't have this fucking orange!
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Well just based on jujus prediction do people feel like this rp is rolling a little too fast?
Most definitely, but it was still just so gd depressing.
I like rin, but I found her path to be super depressing. I mean, everyone's path is depressing one way or another, hanakos especially, but rins was just on another level.
Oh man, seriously, everyone all of your writing is amazing. Just like Anastasia, I'm seriously geeking out here and loving it, hopefully my post will live up to the standards of everyone else's posts.
Studying hadn't exactly been Kyle's favorite thing to do in life, but despite a life revolving around fighting, he still had to learn. Now having actually gone through just part one of the classroom experience, Kyle had come to realize....it was just as boring. Except this wasn't just any kind of boring, it was on a whole new level. Kyle wasn't the only one being bored to death by the ramblings of an intellectual madman, but an entire classroom of kids was suffering the same experience. Sure there would be that one smart kid, the one who is always eager to learn, but even they knew that they were dying a little on the inside.
Regardless, it wasn't time to think about class, Kyle's stomach was growling up a storm, it was time to eat. Having finally surpassed the throng of people making their way to the cafeteria, Kyle managed to claim some food and the disappointment of school life set in deeper. Never in his life had he been subjected to such...slop. Sure he wasn't exactly a high class kid, he grew up on the streets and not every meal was perfect, but for a school he was literally paying thousands of dollars out of pocket for, they should maybe use some of that to get some better grub. In the middle of his musings, a hand placed firmly over his face, he was interrupted by a new presence.
Looking up he saw that girl from earlier, the one with the super intense and almost terrifying smile. Kyle wasn't exactly sure whether to be scared or not, but he was unable to make any reaction before she spoke, jutting out her right hand in the manner of a handshake.
"We met before class, remember? I'm Amity Cole, but everyone just calls me Ami. Who're you?"
Kyle blinked twice, just twice. He looked down at the girls hand, then towards his missing limb, then back at her hand. He gave somewhat of a sly grin to nothing in particular, "of course she did," he thought. He looked back at the girl's face, that emotionless mouth, those blank eyes, her monotone voice. She was everything that could ever be defined as creepy, a real living breathing robot...but. Despite not showing any emotion, she was still a human being (at least until someone proved otherwise), and someone who deserved to be treated as such. Looking back down at her hand, he decided not to inform her of her faux pas and extended his left hand, taking her right hand in his, he firmly, but gently gripped it and shook it up and down.
He cracked a smile at her and said, "Looks like somebody's been studying up on their western culture, how did you know an american would be here?" He chuckled a bit then said, "My name is Kyle Parker, its a pleasure to meet you Ms. Ami."
Regardless, it wasn't time to think about class, Kyle's stomach was growling up a storm, it was time to eat. Having finally surpassed the throng of people making their way to the cafeteria, Kyle managed to claim some food and the disappointment of school life set in deeper. Never in his life had he been subjected to such...slop. Sure he wasn't exactly a high class kid, he grew up on the streets and not every meal was perfect, but for a school he was literally paying thousands of dollars out of pocket for, they should maybe use some of that to get some better grub. In the middle of his musings, a hand placed firmly over his face, he was interrupted by a new presence.
Looking up he saw that girl from earlier, the one with the super intense and almost terrifying smile. Kyle wasn't exactly sure whether to be scared or not, but he was unable to make any reaction before she spoke, jutting out her right hand in the manner of a handshake.
"We met before class, remember? I'm Amity Cole, but everyone just calls me Ami. Who're you?"
Kyle blinked twice, just twice. He looked down at the girls hand, then towards his missing limb, then back at her hand. He gave somewhat of a sly grin to nothing in particular, "of course she did," he thought. He looked back at the girl's face, that emotionless mouth, those blank eyes, her monotone voice. She was everything that could ever be defined as creepy, a real living breathing robot...but. Despite not showing any emotion, she was still a human being (at least until someone proved otherwise), and someone who deserved to be treated as such. Looking back down at her hand, he decided not to inform her of her faux pas and extended his left hand, taking her right hand in his, he firmly, but gently gripped it and shook it up and down.
He cracked a smile at her and said, "Looks like somebody's been studying up on their western culture, how did you know an american would be here?" He chuckled a bit then said, "My name is Kyle Parker, its a pleasure to meet you Ms. Ami."
Geez you guys do a lot of posting in a very short amount of time.
Also goddammit empire, that pun.
So unfortunately I'm stuck at work for at least another 6 hours, hopefully that will turn to 5 if we get the store rearrangement done. Then I'm off for two days which will give me plenty of time to manage this.
EDIT: @Jivusa, ARGHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Also goddammit empire, that pun.
So unfortunately I'm stuck at work for at least another 6 hours, hopefully that will turn to 5 if we get the store rearrangement done. Then I'm off for two days which will give me plenty of time to manage this.
EDIT: @Jivusa, ARGHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Before she was even given a chance to answer, the sweetest voice Kyle ever heard rung out from the top of the stairs. Turning to face towards it Kyle was instantly awestruck. What could only be described as a divine messenger of the gods, stood an incredibly beautiful girl, long violet hair, saucer plate eyes, she was literally a living, breathing porcelain doll. Not just any kind of doll either, dolls couldn't talk, yet this one was and it had the voice of an angel. Kyle wasn't even listening to what she was saying, just the sound of the voice itself. Completely paralyzed, he emitted a sound that could only be described as a prolonged, choking groan as he stared completely dumbstruck.
Despite having curtsied and left, Kyle continued to stare at the same spot she stood in for several more seconds. Slowly it dawned on him that she had gone and he slowly lifted his hand and stared at it before running it through his hair, front to back.
"Is today...even fucking real?"
'... As she says, just down this hallway. If you would follow me?' The monotonous tone of the PDA bringing Kyle back to reality, Fuyuki began walking off in the direction of the classroom.
Kyle slowly began climbing the stairs, still somewhat dumbstruck he spoke to no one in particular, "Uh...yea...class, *ahem* we should uh...we should get going."
The morning bell rings, signalling the official start of the school year. Classes are rudimentary, following the same standard procedure as every other school in Japan, teachers teach, students learn, the occasional hand is raised for the use of a hall pass or a "bathroom break". There are exceptions of course, not every student has to live with just physical debilitations. As the day progresses and the sun rises higher in the sky, the bell strikes again, filling the campus with its rings, signalling that the first classes of the day are done and it is time for lunch. Eager and hungry students quickly fill the halls of Yamaku as they make their way towards the cafeteria to purchase food or to the grounds with specially prepared homemade lunches. Yamaku, as versatile as ever, not only anticipates, but also encourages its students to enjoy the quiet country side and breathe deep of its rich mountain air.
Despite having curtsied and left, Kyle continued to stare at the same spot she stood in for several more seconds. Slowly it dawned on him that she had gone and he slowly lifted his hand and stared at it before running it through his hair, front to back.
"Is today...even fucking real?"
'... As she says, just down this hallway. If you would follow me?' The monotonous tone of the PDA bringing Kyle back to reality, Fuyuki began walking off in the direction of the classroom.
Kyle slowly began climbing the stairs, still somewhat dumbstruck he spoke to no one in particular, "Uh...yea...class, *ahem* we should uh...we should get going."
The morning bell rings, signalling the official start of the school year. Classes are rudimentary, following the same standard procedure as every other school in Japan, teachers teach, students learn, the occasional hand is raised for the use of a hall pass or a "bathroom break". There are exceptions of course, not every student has to live with just physical debilitations. As the day progresses and the sun rises higher in the sky, the bell strikes again, filling the campus with its rings, signalling that the first classes of the day are done and it is time for lunch. Eager and hungry students quickly fill the halls of Yamaku as they make their way towards the cafeteria to purchase food or to the grounds with specially prepared homemade lunches. Yamaku, as versatile as ever, not only anticipates, but also encourages its students to enjoy the quiet country side and breathe deep of its rich mountain air.
hehe, so I decided to reread Lennon's last post and it reminded me of a character from another visual novel.
Aizawa Eiichi from G-Senjou No Maou (The Devil on G-String)
His character likes to put on a show for the public with his cute innocent face.
He can easily go from this:
To THIS:
EDIT: Time Jump has occurred, its time for lunch kiddies, eat hardy my children for tonight we feast on the blood of our... sorry that was a bit too graphic...ahem, enjoy XD
Aizawa Eiichi from G-Senjou No Maou (The Devil on G-String)
His character likes to put on a show for the public with his cute innocent face.
He can easily go from this:
To THIS:
EDIT: Time Jump has occurred, its time for lunch kiddies, eat hardy my children for tonight we feast on the blood of our... sorry that was a bit too graphic...ahem, enjoy XD
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