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Post by Schoenherr Jens on May 2, 2008 15:35:41 GMT -5
On any normal day, Jens wouldn't be caught dead in the Third Music Room after school. It was always so full of people and loud noises. That was enough to make him uncomfortable. But even more so, on occasion, a heavy perfume would lie in the air. He really couldn't tolerate such things and would normally fall into a hacking fit in those cases.
Then again, no day was really normal since Jens had become the Knight in Lavender Armor of Ouran Academy. He never really knew what to expect anymore. Each day was filled with some new task for him to carry out as a Knight, some new song to play, or...worst of all...some new costume to wear.
Indeed, one of the young man's staple qualities as a Knight was his body. Sure, his bashful personality and caring demeanor was surely endearing...but come on! The kid was built like a Greek god, for Pete's sake. Not that he'd ever show it... Anyway, Jens had grown worried that, should he be forced into a costume, it would be something...scantily clad.
But that really had nothing to do with his visit to the Host Club on that day. He first peeked his head in through a crack in the door to see if there was any strong perfume in the air; there was none. He made his way into the room and stepped just beyond the threshold of the door. He wasn't hauling the usual load of musical equipment that he usually had. No, rather, he merely had a messenger bag slung across his torso and, held behind his back, a large basket. Hiroshi and the other Knights didn't know of his coming here. Jens wasn't sure how they'd react. |
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Fujioka Haruhi
Original Host Club Member 
Girl or Boy? Does it really matter?
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Post by Fujioka Haruhi on May 11, 2008 11:49:45 GMT -5
((OOC: Hope you don't mind me manipulating the circumstances as we seem to have inactive host club members at the moment...))
Haruhi was the only one in the room. As the door opened and a boy- possibly a few years older than her- walked in, she looked up. She was sitting at a table with school books opened out over the desk top. Frowning slightly, but in puzzlement rather than rudeness she stood up.
"I'm sorry. The Host Club is closed today and tomorrow due to Tamaki-senpai being on a business trip with his father. It was notified on the website."
Walking forwards slightly Haruhi took a better look at the boy as he came all the way into the room. He was tall. A lot taller than her, and had a look of muscle about him. He was very good looking. The Host Club were all good looking so Haruhi had grown used to being around attractive boys but this boy was attractive ina different way. He had the good looks and modesty of Mori-senpai but looked to be just as friendly as the twins.
"I'm Haruhi Fujioka" Haruhi said, thinking it best to introduce herself properly and bowed a little. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Haruhi was dressed as usual in the boys' uniform. Her hair was unadorned with any kind of decoration and she could pass easily for a boy. Some people were probably suspicious such as Casanova-kun had been. Once he had found out thats he was a girl he had admitted to noticing odd traits, such as the thinness of her wrists and how big her eyes were. Most rumours however had been squashed when it came to that picture the twins had put up on the website last year of her head on Tamaki-senpai's body. From then on it had been a fair given that she was a boy... Or so people were encouraged to believe.
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Post by Schoenherr Jens on Jun 17, 2008 18:19:38 GMT -5
(OOC: Erm...I'm not sure if you're still on this site but, if you are...I'd love to continue this RP! XD Sorry for not replying for so long. I lost the URL to the site  )
Jens found himself being greeted by only one of the Host Club Members. It was that rather odd one, Fujioka Haruhi. He couldn't understand why that particular young man was in the Host Club. After all, he didn't act like any of the other members. Then again, maybe that was an area in which they were similar. Jens was the very opposite of what one would assume a Host or Knight should be. He was introverted, shy, quiet, and had extremely low self-esteem. The only things that really made him eligible for a position were the facts that he was rich and attractive. Then again, for many people, that was more than enough.
Jens raised his hands defensively at the young man's assertion. A light blush played its way across his cheeks, "O-oh no-no-no-no-no!" he was now waving his hands frantically and shaking his head back and forth. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and offered the young man a soft smile, "Sorry, I'm...not here as a customer," that was probably the second time that people had assumed that Jens was the type of person to designate a host. He wasn't able to come up with a reason at being in the Knights Club the first time he showed up either. He could only assume that others would think that he was there to designate. His heart beat a bit faster at the very idea. That was a day that was difficult for him to remember.
After resisting the urge to handshake (he still had the instincts from his former Western home), Jens gave a very deep bow, his hair falling over his eyes, and stammered out, "Jens Schoenherr, nice to meet you," He pulled himself up and brushed the hair out of his face. Part of it fell limply back, but he made sure that it would stay out of his face. He should've been wearing a hat right now. It would've made life so much easier. Nevertheless, he was here to do something important. He shouldn't have been worrying about his hair.
"Actually, Fujioka-san, I um...well, I suppose it doesn't matter much that not everyone could be here," he managed to get out, still holding his hands behind his back. He felt a bit odd around Haruhi for some reason. Not...like he did around everyone--even stranger. He couldn't quite put his finger on it; perhaps it was just how different he was from all of the other Hosts, "I just wanted to...well, I'm a member of the Knights Club, and I just wanted to let the Hosts now that...well, I don't have any hard feelings for you, is all...and I hope that there aren't any grudges," at that, Jens gave another deep bow and thrust the basket forward. Inside was an array of sweets to offer the host club. It included marzipan, cheesecake, strudel, bonbons...and much, much more. He wasn't sure how they'd react to the recipes he had gotten from Germany, but...well, it should've been fine. |
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