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Post by Elliott Laurier on Oct 24, 2006 16:43:39 GMT -5
Oh Lufferly...just magni-fi-cent! Head bowed as he tugged rather ornery like at his powder blue uniform. Wild colors were great and all, espeacially pink, but POWDER BLUE? He had nearly fainted when pulling his uniform from its packaging for the first time that year, with the exclaimation of, "What is this rubbish? Belongs in a toilet that does, float'n around like a bowl fresh'ner." Needless to say, he had managed to put it on with out the end of the world unfolding before him. Black locks of hair fell down, brushing his high cheekbone, as he walked toward the classroom. A few wizards and witches in the portraits pointed and laughed upon seeing, the normally quite opinionated in terms of clothes, boy wearing the prep like uniform. He hadn't done anything to change it, and was actually wearing it to the most perfect point he could get it to be.
White dresshirt was buttoned up to the collar, powder blue jacket clinging over this to a nice fit. It flared out in a way that it showed off his slender form nicely, the cuffs of the jacket reaching the base of his wrists. Light blue dresspants were bootleg straight, and the only thing he was wearing that was not normal uniform was the leather black boots that reached nearly to his knees with the silver buckles, of which his pant legs were neatly tucked into. The satin like gloves fit over his hands, hiding his chipped metalic blue nail polish, and made the slender and long fingers look elegant. Tie was positioned at his throat where it should be, and tucked down beneth his jacket. At first glance it would be rather funny, how normally a sticking out sort of person was wearing such a bland thing. However, upon looking a little closer, he didn't look akward in it like most. It seemed that the uniform was made for Elly to parade around in, for it was quite flattering to his tall figure.
Books were carred with one arm, fingers clasped around them while he continued his trek. Finally ending at the door, two fingers came up to brush his black and crimson bangs from his aqua eyes, and he entered the classroom. Glancing at the lists momentairily, he tapped his notebook cover with the tip of his tawny hued wand and turned to face the class. Eyes scanned the available seats, none really coming to his satisfaction. Then he caught sight of some familliar faces, and a very blonde head, only to realize that it was his little friend Gaara. He struggled to keep in his boy giggles and laughs, instead having a wide cheerful smile curled onto his peirced lips. Walking over he fell into a seat beside Cove, only to fall off onto the other side and nearly into his lap. "Sorry 'bout that mate, still getting used to these slippery pants." he excused himself with a laugh, righting himself in the chair that his gloved hands were gripping onto the frame.
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Post by Gaara Kyrowki on Oct 27, 2006 7:51:36 GMT -5
"Well I tried...you two were gone club hopping again." Gaara said back with a shrug. As Elliott seemed to slide into place beside Cove, then manage to slide right off the other end of th chair and into Cove's lap and back again Gaara let out a giggle. The pants were slippery, hence the cautious movements of Gaara when he had come off the table and into his chair a few moments ago. Slender fingers tugged at his own thoughtfully, when those thoughts were interupted by Alexys again. Almond shaped eyes rose to meet his as Gaara was invited to join their little escapaid later on. Gaara leaned forward, to rest his elbows on the table, then one hand supported his head by th fingers lacing up on his jawline, and his quill (without feathers...they get in the way) was sticking out of his mouth rather comically. ((YES THE PICTURE! You've seen it Pickle....xDD)
"Would be glad to, if I haf anythink to weear besish thesh clofs" He said, indicating to his uniform, and at the same time talking with the quill still asituated in the middle of his mouth. God knows how he even let out a sound, but he managed to form words with just a lisp. He gave a cheeky little smile, only for the quill to drop from his mouth and roll across the table toward the other two. He frowned, and tried to reach it, coming to be known that his arms were rather too short and he couldn't reach it. He pouted, and exclaimed, "Can't-reach-too-short!" Then gave up all together and just sat back into his chair, arms crossed over his chest, frowning slightly as he tried not to act childish and pout about it. In many ways Gaara was still like a child, easily entertained and easily upset, but easy to forgive others. A slender finger pulled at his bright blond bangs as he contemplated how to get the pen without laying across the table, or asking someone else to help him.
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Post by Serphius de la Ravin on Oct 28, 2006 16:21:03 GMT -5
Serphius watched as the odd featherless pen rolled away from Gaara, who exclaimed that his arms were too short to reach it again. Dark eyes flickered from the quill, to the pouty short boy, before his face split into a wide grin. He was so cute! With his own lanky arms, he could reach the pen easy, and he placed it back in front of his friend without saying a word, just grinning. The smile said it all, really.
Lexi, too, was smiling rather happily. "Oh, yes, the offer's open to anyone who wishes to come! You're all more than welcome - right Sephy?" Alexys glanced at the cheerful looking boy at his side, who nodded mutely in agreement, "So, we'll meet up somewhere say...an hour after this class finishes? Would that be enough for all those lovely people coming to make themselves even more irresistible? And where would you fine gentlemen like to meet up?"
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Post by Cove Bentley on Nov 5, 2006 15:19:47 GMT -5
Cove looked up to see Elly enter the room, and his face brightened even more. There was his new friend! Elly came to join them, sitting in the seat beside Cove, but it seemed that his entrance was to be a little more interesting. Instead of simply sitting, he ended up sliding off and almost into Cove's lap. Cove grinned, laughing a little as he righted himself, apologizing about the slippery pants. He waved it away with his hand and said,"Nah, tis perfectly fine, Elly! Seem to have a mind of their own, aye?" He grinned at the other boy, turning back to the others as they began to speak once more.
Cove grinned, saying,"Oh yes! That sounds lovely!" He looked at Elly, nudging him and saying,"What do you say, Elly? Join us for lunch and dancing later? It wouldn't be fun without you!" He grinned at him, waiting long enough for an answer, before looking back at Lexi. "An hour should be plenty of time. It shouldn't take too long for us to become even more irresistible, as you put it. Hmm. Where to meet..." He tapped s finger against his chin, looking towards the ceiling thoughtfully. He then looked back at them, having caught Gaara trying in vain to reach the quill and Serphius handing it to him with a smile. "Well, I've no earthly idea. I haven't yet had the chance to try out any of the clubs, so this should be the perfect time!" He smiled again. Always so bright and optimistic...
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Post by Elliott Laurier on Nov 5, 2006 18:05:59 GMT -5
"Yes, sometimes I wonder how they got on me...then I realize they have a life of their own and happen to be quite obsessed with my legs." He chuckled, for he had to try hard not to giggle during that sentance. He tsked his tongue slightly as he watched Gaara with his pen in his mouth and talking at the same time. Elly ran his slender fingers through his own hair, and shook his head from the bright color of Gaaras. The mishap of Gaara's pen falling out of his mouth and rolling across the table did not get lost on Elliott, and he giggled as Serphius had to hand it to the small slender boy. Poor Gaara, not growing since he was twelve...really I do sometimes pity the poor fellow. Elly moved his aqua gaze from the boy, to look at Cove as the other was talking to him again.
"Club hopping? Try and stop me from coming!" he exclaimed, itching his slender nose through his satin gloves. He turned to staring at his hand, flexing and closing his fingers in the gloves. I must admit...the gloves are not too bad. Easily distracted, Elly began pulling at his jacket sleeves, and undoing and closing the buttons on his shirt, then fiddling with his tie untile he had it halfway pulled off his head. Always moving, as if a five year old, he would probably tug at his quite disliked uniform all day until in nearly fell apart. None the less, he kept tugging at his uniform and fussing over it. His tie still half way stuck on his chin, and his jacket collar plucked up ward. [/color]
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Post by Gaara Kyrowki on Nov 5, 2006 18:47:55 GMT -5
Gaara took the pen,and gave Serphius a big grin. "Thank you! Helping a short man out...very kind of you sir." Gaara said, and tucked the featherless quill into his pocket, and he turned as Alexys began to speel again. Almond shaped eyes watching everyone in turn rather intently, a serious look on his face, then he started giggling when he finally came to Elly with his clothes all disarray. "Dear boy...your uniform is going to be nothing but a mess." Gaara warned him, with a shake of his head. He then answered Lexi, "Why don't we just meet out in Underground Paris and move on from there to whatever clubs you had in mind?" He put forth his idea.
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Post by Alexys Prso on Nov 12, 2006 15:03:30 GMT -5
"Perfect, fabulous. In an hours time, we'll meet in Paris Underground, and I expect you'll all be looking...." Alexys trailed off, his grin bordering on wolfish, "...good enough to eat. Anyway, next matter! The restaurant! The dancing! We know millions. For food, there's Italian, Chinese, Thai, Indian, seafood, sushi bars, Mexican, just a normal restraint, noodle bars, sweet house, and so on. For after...well it really depends what we're planning on doing."
He glanced over at Serphius with a mischievous glint in his eye, and a knowing smile. Serphius returned with a shy look, and a slight blush. His stomach was still feeling a little fluttery, like he was on a broom, or perhaps being levitated. The tip of his long feathery quill brushed his lips as his gaze dropped, his eyes thoughtfully half-shut. He was about to say something, but Lexi cut him off.
"Well, lets see," he said brightly, and began counting the places they could go to off on his fingers, "There's somewhere to get drunk quickly, there's somewhere we could get to know each other better, there's night clubs, jazz bars, lounges, coffee houses, gay bars, strip joints, underground clubs, fetish shops, alternative bars, pubs...orrrr we could just buy a crateful of drink and have hour own private party in one of the common rooms? Or someone's dorm, if it's big enough?"
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Post by Cove Bentley on Nov 17, 2006 21:24:54 GMT -5
Cove laughed, looking over as Lexi began rattling off a list of possiblities. He sat thoughtfully for a moment before saying with a shrug and a smile,"Well, I'm up for just about anything. As for food, Italian sounds nice. Or basically any of the above you just listed." He grinned and looked around at the others. "What would all of you like to do?" His eyes fell on Elly, and he giggled softly. "I think Gaara's right, Elly. Your uniform might not withstand all that tugging and fidgeting." He grinned and reached over to fix his tie and collar. "There," he said, finishing and leaning once more on his seat back, which was in front of him. He tilted his head slightly to the side. "Well, how are those plans coming?" he asked with a bright smile.
((o.O Short and of the suck. xD))
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Post by Elliott Laurier on Dec 6, 2006 16:02:26 GMT -5
Elliott sent a childish smirk at Gaara, and moved closer to Cove, only for that boy to lean over and fix his uniform. Elly sat there without moving, a faint blush on his cheeks, at least he wasn't falling off his chair. Need he remind himself when he fell off the rock first time he saw Cove. Then his aqua eyes spotted a button on the floor near his foot and he bent over to pick it up. He examined it for a moment, then looked down at his jacket where a button was clearly missing right in the middle. "Heh...too late." He said with a giggle, and seemed to pull a thread and needle out of thin air. Ah yes, Elly knew how to sew, another weird passtime of his that no one knows about till he actually does it in front of them. He pulled the bottom of his jacket up closer to his face, and began to stitch the button back on. His aqua eyes narrowed on the tiny needle, a look of consentration on his face.
Black bangs fell down into his gaze, causing him to prick his finger, he shoved that finger in his mouth for a moment then continued sewing once satisfied that the bleeding had not persisted. "Yes, how are the plans coming along?" he said, without taking his eyes off the button. Buttons are evil, never leave one lying around or it may just come back to bite you. Seriously. [/color]
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