Samantha smirked, “Well it sounds funny, almost intentional.” She moved down the line drinking from her blood bag as people stayed far away from her. when she noticed the girl getting salmon and raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. “Well if the suddenly open tables mean anything we have our choice.
@Ouijaloveletters ~ Fern
“It’s funny now. It was just annoying at first. I got used to it. It probably was intentional.” Fern shrugged, noting Samantha’s raised eyebrow at the salmon. “What? Salmon is good. I recommend it.” Fern wasn’t sure if Samantha could eat human food, but she wasn’t going to ask. “Right. Let’s go sit in the corner over there.” She said, gesturing with a hand.
@Bluecookies - Fern
Dieter was tired. Unfortunately, it was only the fifth class of the day. Speaking of, he slouched into a seat next to an Asian girl. He’d usually give her a nod to let her know he acknowledged her, but…his body had other plans. Thump. Dieter faceplanted on the desk, letting out a small, muffled “Ow.”
@RainyDay - Juna
Sorry it took so long.
Samantha employed her usual smirk in response to Fern’s comment. “I don’t eat human food. ‘Miracle’ vampire baby, remember? I was never human before. But various species’ of animal blood, that’s a different story.” She took another sip from her blood bag. “But, yes the best and most sustaining is human blood. Not my fault people don’t like that.” She said casually as she walked to the corner table that Fern had pointed out, “Anymore questions?”
@Ouijaloveletters ~ Fern
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Louella
Skipping, Cece
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[font="pretty] Louella sped down the corridor, ostensibly in the opposite direction of the rest of her class. She grazed the edge of a burgundy hat she’d smuggled in with her fingers as she fixed it. Louella thought it was the most lovely shade to go with her uniform. She counted how long choir was in on her fingers. It couldn’t come soon enough . But, if she had to–which she did–she would wait. She’d take a seat in the back, listen intently, make her decision, and then steal someone’s voice. Okay, she couldn’t steal it like her aunt, but she could imitate it to a fine point. Then overpower the class with her own voice. “What a perfect day.” She mumbled.[/font]
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Hat Link:
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also, what is Cece’s voice like?
also, also, let me know if I should fix this to insert Cece better 
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As much as she tried to concentrate on whatever ‘fascinating’ lecture the teacher was currently, torturing the miserable souls with. Juna found herself drawn to looking outside the window to a lone bird sitting on a tree outside. The bird went back and forth between the tree and whatever far off place it went to, to gather sticks and Clouds knew what else, to slowly build a little nest for the family the bird would soon create.
The sky, as grey as it was, didn’t dine to bless the students with the divine liquid known as rain. Or the miraculous orange orb known as the sun.
Juna’s face was like a canvas that had yet to be painted on, that was to say, blank. She only acknowledged that she was in class when a ‘thump’ followed by an “Ow” came from beside her. Her head flicked to her right. A boy.
Juna mumbled something to the boy that could have been anything from ‘Are you okay?’ Or ‘Who are you?’
@Ouijaloveletters Dieter
Dieter shifted, raising his head slightly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you. Could you repeat that? I’m sorta out of it.” He said, sitting up slowly and looking at her. “Did you ask my name, or something? Dieter. Dieter Von Totten.” He said, lazily making eye contact.
@RainyDay - Juna
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“I’m Juna”, barely more than a whisper, “I was trying to ask if you were okay?”
The teacher was still droning on, something about the dangers of conjuring, an incident that happened a few years ago, and something about students no longer being able to give frogs wings. Whatever that meant…
Juna began drawing random doodles on the bottom of her notebook. Birds. Bees. Dogs. Cats. Flowers. Her notebook was warped. The evidence of Snow knocking over her coffee was still visible on the pages. She searched through her pencil case looking for the some stickers to add.
@Ouijaloveletters Dieter
Cece smirked as she went down the hallway, she’d take care of miss attitude soon enough. But for now a little R&R would brighten her mood. Where are all the hot guys at? Perhaps you could always find some hot girls… Cece stopped as if to actually consider the idea of dating the obviously fairer gender. Well…they wouldn’t cheat on you and they do say where there’s hot guys, there’s hotter girls. Cece nearly snorted with laughter. “Nah, no where near as much fun!” She turned the corner and nearly bumped into another girl. Cece smirked when she heard the girl, “Yes, a perfect day, indeed.”
@Tiina ~ Louella
His spine relaxed, back pressing slightly into the back of his seat. Lilliana only watched stern-faced, spine stiff, straight, and unbending. He groaned lightly, and as he turned his glacial blue gaze to her, she almost wanted to look away. But that seemed like backing down, so she forced herself to look him in the eyes, expression as stone cold and displeased as ever. He spoke accusingly to Lilliana, telling her she had to have a purpose to speak to him. Of course, Lilliana wouldn’t immediately disagree. Because there was a reason for doing almost everything, whether it was lifting your chin a little to get a better view of the board, or whether it was tapping your pen against the desk for better focus. But it didn’t have to be some grand scheme. Certainly not a manipulative one. Lilliana couldn’t help but scoff lightly, allowing him to finish his rant and then yawn. “You’re wasting a lot of your time on ‘some random lady with a facade’,” Lilliana pointed out. Her eyes felt surprisingly dry. “Were you homeschooled? Sheltered by strict parents perhaps? Because you’re acting like you’ve never heard of ‘small talk’. If you aren’t interested in it, fine. It’s not something I enjoy either. But you shouldn’t be so riled up that I decided to greet the peer next to me.” She tried not to talk as much as he had. Did he just admit to having a broken ego? Lilliana felt a gush of pride and superiority but hid it well. “Tch. You didn’'t strike me as the broken ego type.” She noted to herself.
@cadborosa - valdis : noooo…totally not… heh heh 
sorry for the wait!!
“You’re…thanking me? For what?” He arched a brow and Duchess immediately felt awkward. Perhaps she shouldn’t have taken his compliment so seriously. Now it looked like she’d never been called pretty before. Though Duchess was fine with explaining things, the idea of explaining how the words ‘pretty’ coming from his mouth made her feel seemed slightly informal. It didn’t seem Duchess. So she ignored his question, cheeks pinkening (more) and eyes flicking to the ground nervously, lips pressed together. “Why are you so dedicated to cleaning the school, anyways? Do they, like, pay you?” Yes, Duchess got paid. But it wasn’t in gold, the way the boy was probably expecting. Not only did the Royal family provide her with shelter, connections that would last a dozen lifetimes, and a companion in Callie, the pride in satisfaction that came from making sure their lives were immaculate was worth more than the finest gold and jewels. She looked at the blonde, still looking a little nervous. Would he understand her explanation, if she tried to give one? No one really seemed to, and her feelings wouldn’t be hurt if she didn’t. She took a small breath. “There is payment, yes. But I don’t know if it’s the type of payment you’re thinking about.”
She made her spine straighter, if that was possible, leaving his blue eyes to examine her handiwork. The grassy ground, flat concrete, and stony path were absolutely spotless. She allowed a small smile to play on her lips. “Not too shabby, huh? Not a single wrapper, map, guidebook, or homework assignment in sight. That’s payment to me, in a small way. Knowing I’m the reason the ground is spotless. When the teachers comment on how nice the school looks, or the environmental club doesn’t frown because the recycling is overflowing with rotting food, that feels better than money.” She tilted her head, waiting to see if he would be understanding towards that. He nodded soon after she offered, accepting. She looked instantly excited, dark eyes sparkling, though she didn’t yet beam. She wanted to keep herself composed. “-You work for free.” This did not give Duchess pause, especially after what she had just admitted to him. She did favors for people all the time. She was well-off and didn’t need money. She was already nodding when he finished, “You also get to see my handsome face every day.” His smirk gave her butterflies. Am I sick?! She smiled at him, “I accept. It would, of course, be my pleasure.” She said genuinely.
He looked away, admitting she was right. She kept her eyes on his anyways, not seeming to mind. She nodded as he added in his own bit. “You don;t have to.” She assured him, smiling slightly. She giggled slightly awkwardly, Stephanie…? Was he trying to guess her name? Was it a nickname of sorts? She hadn’t mentioned her name…SHE HADN’T MENTIONED HER NAME?! How had she forgotten? Duchess never forgot to formally introduce herself. Stephanie forgotten, and eyes wide, she began, sounding worried. “Oh my goodness, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m sorry, that’s a bit embarrassing.” She stared at her black flats before meeting his eyes. “My name is Novalei Skårsgard. You can call me ‘Duchess’ if you’d like. Everyone does. May I ask your name?” She nodded instead of curtsying when she spoke her own name.
@viiel.x - elias : NO I TOOK EVEN LONGER TO RESPOND!!! I am so sorry!! I still need to do some reactions too, so pls slap me- at least duchess has her banner finally- NOT STEPHANIE THO IM DEAD-
Even though he’d just watched her eat a spoonful of soil, smirking as she gagged and sputtered, Camilla still held Alec close as they headed for class, beaming adoringly up at him as if it had never happened. All it took was a charming smile or a wink and all dirt-eating and table-dancing flew from Camilla’s mind. “Mind walking me to Dark Magic? I need my human shield for just a little bit longer,” she joked, clutching his arm and hiding behind him, eyes darting back and forth. She was speaking lightheartedly, but the hallways were a vulnerable position. Especially since Jason had Dark Magic too. As they reached the door, chatting and laughing, she saw a flash of ebony hair and nearly tripped over her own feet. “I think I just saw Jason-run! Save yourself!” She joked, even though it wasn’t really a joke. She shooed him away reluctantly, watching the back of his black leather jacket as he retreated. Her eyes had not deceived her, and Jason walked up to her, brows furrowed, lips parted and ready to scold Camilla yet again… my lazy butt will probably continue this if/when someone approaches the two
@Kristi - alec : SJDKFKF IM SO SORRY- I really wanted to play out my idea and finish the convo 
i am aware this is kinda godmoddy tho so let me know if i should delete/change anything!! sorry i was so inactive, i hope we can do cami x alec x jason another time!! eager to see how ete and alec plays out tho >:) ANYWAYS- Cami and Jason are approachable!!!
Library / girl with pink hair and wings
Autumn laughed still nervous, “Oh, right. Heh, heh. That makes sense.” She listened as the girl explained how Cupid’s arrows worked. “S-So, do you have any advice for um, first dates? Not that I’m going on one, I’m, uh, I’m researching for a friend, yea that’s it.” Autumn blushed hard and giggled nervously. “So my friend, um, let’s just say hypothetically this friend of mine, let’s say that another girl kissed my friend who never thought about girls like that and then my friend felt something too and wanted to go on a date to see if they’d be good together but had never been on a date so she asked me to do some research because she really wants to give this a fair shot and well…” Autumn gestured to the books and her computer, “All this research says so many different things. Date locations, what to wear, things to talk about, things to never bring up, whether to focus more on the emotions or the…physical part of relationships. Some say that on the first date is a must, others say third date or later, and some say wait till marriage, but I don’t know what to do!” She blushed hard, “I mean, my friend’s date is tonight and I really don’t want to let her down. C-can you help me? Help me, help her.” Autumn asked as she nervously played with her hair, waiting for the answer.
@ethereal ~ Valentina (I’m so sorry it took so long!!! 
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Pêaches and Gogo entered the light magic classroom arm in arm. They hadn’t been able to say goodbye to Ete because they hadn’t seen her. Everyone was missing their planned meetings. “Did you not say why you didn’t show up for lunch?” Pêaches pondered. With a shake of her head and a roll of her eyes, “I got lost at first. Then I met this dreadful young man. I’m not even going to start on him.” Pêaches gave a wry grin. ”“Hmm, a pleasant room, I suppose,” Gogo said, turning the conversation around. Pêaches gave a curious smile. “And even more pleasing individuals.” He retorted. Margaux had no choice but to agree. Everyone was gorgeous. Gogo jabbed her brother on the side as she watched his gaze wander around the room. “Ow!” Pêaches hissed out. “You need to stop staring at people like that.” She chastised him. “Come on, now. There has to be someone who has captured your attention. N’importe qui? Du tout?” Anybody? At all? Gogo didn’t respond. “Bien être comme ça. Mais je tire mon coup. And I’ll hit my target.” Fine be like that. But I’m shooting my shot. He challenged. At least, thats what Gogo thought it sounded like. A challenge.
Pêaches slid away from his sister, a final grin on his face. ”“I apologize for bothering you, but i couldn’t help but notice how belle you are. Vous êtes magnifique” beautiful You are beautiful He said, to a stunning lady beside him.
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[color= #516285] @Kristi - Rosemary : heh… sorry for the wair I’ll maake a seprate post for Gogo and Zlith! [/color]
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Louella
Hallway, Cece
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[font="pretty] Louella didn’t stop talking even when she was on the verge of colliding with someone. A young lady with long, flowing brown hair and bright blue eyes. Blue eyes and brown hair are a stunning combination. Louella, on the other hand, was not going to apologize for something she may or may not have caused. See waited several seconds. “I’ve enjoyed seeing you briefly, but, unfortunately I need my space back and have to ask you to leave in the next two to three seconds.” With a tinge of courtesy, she said curtly.[/font]
@Bluecookies - hehe, got it out sooner than I thought 
hope this is alright!
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“France?” Été felt her face get red. Why was she blabbing like this? “*France, a beautiful country wouldn’t you say?" She nodded, swallowing a lump. “Not as beautiful as you of course. Oh! Sorry, perhaps I’m moving to fast… It’s just that.” Été’s face lightened from the blush, she leaning slowly closer and closer to listen. “I feel like we have na connection. I don’t normally behave like this with people.” She took her own inhale of breath. Was this finally her happy ending? Except, she wasn’t exactly ending? Her happiness? No, no, her siblings could provide that… Did they though? “But, it’s just that.” Alec chuckled, getting Été to lean back again. “You think I’m a blabbing fool right?.. I guess the old man was true, meeting your soulmate can make you behave like a fool.” Été blinked her words, “soulmate” She quickly shook that out. No no, how could I think you’re a fool? I heard… Love, makes everybody do things a little crazier." She grazed along his thumb briefly, quickly getting to embarrassed to do anything more or else. “Sorry I’m the one acting this way, I’ve always dreamed of something like this and… It’s really happening. I don’t know how to respond, honestly.” She crinkled her nose, shooing all of that out. … “No, no… I’m interested, my name means defender of mankind… maybe that would put you more at ease to tell me yours." He said, after kissing her knuckles. “Oh, umm, it means summer.” She looked away, nervous. Ashamed? She felt bad lying to his face. Why? Usually she didn’t. Her ears started to burn. Wait, if this is true love there shouldn’t be anything wrong with telling him… Right? She cleared her throat. She felt it harder to form the words. Only Margaux would murmur her name in Été’s ear in the dead of night, when no souls of the living would ever hear. I-I… Umm, I lied. A little bit! Kinda? I have sorta, two first names." She coward by slouching and looking away. “It’s really, Élodie.” She felt pricks at her eyes as she whispered her own name. Why did she feel guilty about it now though?
He happily chuckled, warming her again. “Someone once told me I was a night in shining armor.” He smirked. I guess that’s how." she smiled back, asking about how love felt. “I guess it is… Love is just like the poets tell it eh?” She nodded.
“Did you feel the fireworks? Because I did.” Did she feel fireworks? She agreed when he mentioned the poets, but did she truly? Why didn’t it come as strong as they had whispered to her? Was it all just for profit? None of it real to them? She nodded and smiled over her pearly teeth.“Absolutely.”
[color= #4C2974] @Kristi - Alec : I’m really truly sorry for how long this took [/color]
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The boy asked if it really was a fight if only one was doing the beating. “Uh, no. That’s just a beat down.” Devi said, wincing. The hell happened to him? She smiled when he introduced himself. “Can I call you Wei Ming? I don’t know if I’m overstepping boundaries, but who’s your parent? Mine is…a literal monkey. Well he was. Long story. The Monkey and the Tom Tom.” She explained.
@Tiina - Wei Ming
Cece looked up and down at the girl in front of her with amused smirk. Then with a subtly sarcastic, but still respectful curtsy she replied, “Oh! of course Your Highness, please accept my deepest apologies.” Cece stepped to the right giving the girl plenty of space without a fight and started to walk away. If Cece figured this girl out right, she should be taking the “this girl folds like paper” bait in 3…2…1…
@Tiina ~ Louella (idk if you wanted this to be a short interaction that’s ok, but I left it open just in case)
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[color= #585858]“Uh, no. That’s just a beat down." She winced. Wei Ming shook his head lightly, seeing it. “My apologies if I made you uncomfortable. I was reading into a little to much.” He said, squinting his eyes in embarrassment. “I wouldn’t want anything to trouble you’re pretty features.” He said nonchalantly at first, then ‘realized’ that he’d accidentally let “pretty” slip out. He tensed as he spoke, “I mean, you’d be pretty to anyone’s standards really, I, uhh, yeah.” He couldn’t finish that sentence without stuttering, so he let it carry on with names. “Can I call you Wei Ming? I don’t know if I’m overstepping boundaries, but who’s your parent? Mine is…a literal monkey. Well he was. Long story. The Monkey and the Tom Tom.” Devi explained. Wei Ming was already grinning. “Sure, call me as you’d like. As for your parents, that does sound rather enthralling.” Wei Ming’s smiled wavered briefly, “as for my parent, that’s a little touchy. In more ways than I know. It also has to do with,” he pointed over his whole body with both hands, “how I got in the ‘fight’. Sorry for that.” He squinted his eyes again for the apology. “Possibly another time, Devi. But, currently, that stories not open yet.” He countered, at least trying to give her hope to hear it one day. [/color]
[color= #585858] @Ouijaloveletters - Devi [/color]
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Hallway, Cece
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[font="pretty] “Oh! of course Your Highness, please accept my deepest apologies." Louella bit her tongue as the girl stepped aside and began walking away. The girl was hardly four steps away when Louella, almost to a T, mimicked the girls voice. “Of cOUrsE yOuR hIGhnESs. I’Li MovE fOR eVErYonE tOO.” she added to the end, just to make herself feel better. She continued on, not even turning to look at the girl. She cleared her throat, reading to try and get the girls voice down perfectly. [/font]
aww hope this is alright! Ur post was great!
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