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Post by Juri Ioki on Apr 22, 2008 16:07:34 GMT -5
Juri raised her hand as she tucked a strand of her hair behind one ear. She had a free period and had decided to work on her homework. But since it was so beautiful outside she opted for sitting in the garden instead of in the library. She completely despised doing homework, but would rather have it done and over with then to do so after school when she could be doing anything else in the world.
With her brown patterned bag slung over her shoulder she went over towards the daisies and took a seat on the nearby wooden bench. Digging through her bag she located her math homework. Something she was never good at and had a strong tendency to not pay attention in that class in particular. She was thinking of actually visiting the Host Club for once. She heard about it so much from her classmates, but she wasn't sure which to visit since there was now two.
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Post by Maria Kawai on Apr 23, 2008 12:28:22 GMT -5
Dark eyes gazed slowly along the garden as though in search of something, but what? There was nothing that the young female needed or at least there wasn’t anything that she thought she needed. There was nothing for Maria to do; now with those blooded host clubs it was damn hard to get any peace around the school anymore. It was bad enough that she could hardly stand the pesky screams for Tamaki now this new name was floating around the campus. Nerozumi was it?
“I guess I’m going to have to live with it for now till I get kicked out again.” Her words were vivid and blunt as the flawless fingers swept through her delicate wine colored hair. She was nothing, but perfection and much more; Maria turned noticing a female about her again struggling with homework. There was a chance that it was math of course; most of these dopes didn’t know a thing about it. Guess there was one pro about going to St. Claire’s then. She walked up closer to the girl looking almost as graceful as an angel, though Maria hated helping others she thought it would give her a shot at being a nice person.
“Do you need any help?” The look on her face didn’t change; it was a hard and arrogant appearance that was close to the devils, “If so, I could help you.”
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Post by Juri Ioki on Apr 25, 2008 15:30:57 GMT -5
Juri groaned once again. She was half tempted to throw the book in the garden fountain or maybe in the maze in hope it would never return. But needless to say her teachers wouldn't be too happy and neither would her father. Upon hearing a voicee she glanced up to see a girl her age offering her help. She must have looked desperate. "If you can understand any of this stuff, I'd be more then happy to accept help."
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Post by Arimitsu Jonathan on May 24, 2008 14:04:22 GMT -5
Good. there were two of them, Hiroshi would be proud, if only he was watching Jonno when he'd work his charming magic. A-Ha. He'd recalled how the Host Club always found the way to use comments to turn them into flattering compliments. It would be a challenge, but Jonno was willing to do it. Hello. Arimitsu Jonnothan Is My Name. I'm No Good At Math...But... He felt it coming, it sounded cheesy...but it felt so right. I Can Help Your Heart. He lifted the girl's hand and, gently, pecked it. He looked up and gazed into her eyes, a thin grin would ease her. He knew she must've been feeling embarrased, and he felt awful for leaving the other girl out so he'd find a way to charm her aswell.
Thinking didn't come easy to him, in fact, he could hear a little mouse insulting him in the back of his mind. Don't Think So Hard, Jonno. You Might Hurt Yourself. He turned to face the other girl, quite beautiful, she was. He grinned and, quite randomly actually, picked a flower. It was a blood-red rose, he handed it out for her, it smell was floral and wonderful. He offered the delicate plant for her in return for...well...nothing really.
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