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Post by lili2 on Aug 23, 2011 1:12:11 GMT -5
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Cherry had been trying her best to familiarize herself with parts of the school she'd never been in for the better part of the last week. It simply amazed her how much of this place she'd never actually seen. Most of the time she just attended her classes and went straight back to the water dorms, or out to the late or cliffs on occasion. She never really bothered with exploring. But recently her brother had been scarce-- busy with his own school goings on and life in general, and she'd started to go a bit stir crazy on her own, so she'd decided to do something about it. Granted this was a bit out of her character, but then again, she was trying to step out of her box here.
She opened the door to her room and looked around the small space she now called home. She never seemed to get over how cramped these dorms were, they were nothing like her room back at the Greenwood Gard. Hell there her room was the size of the common room, if not bigger.. But, this was what she had to work with now sense Kiwi and her had decided that in order to get the real, full, experience of going to school here-- they needed to live here too. To be honest, most of the time she didn't mind it at all, other times she down right liked living here. The feeling of independence without the responsibilities of things like a job or bills, none of the 'real life' stuff applied here. Well, none of the real life things that came with living somewhere, the drama was always very apparent..
Quickly she crossed the room and walked over to the doors of her closet, this was the only room in her dorm she was truly thankful for, the walk in closet. She pulled open the double doors and all her prized possessions hung there for her to see. It was in her regular routine to change cloths directly after he classes were over, as she couldn't stand to be in the same outfit for the entire day, it was just one of her little pet peeves. What to wear.. what to wear. She walked counter clockwise laps around the closet, her left hand brushing against her cloths as she went, this was usually how her inspiration came. She'd just walk until she grabbed something, then she'd build off that. After a few more laps her hand settled on a black carnolia style top, it didn't take long after that for her to have her entire outfit assembled and put on. As per usual her base was black with a splash of color, this time coming in the form of kiss me red sling back heels, one of her favorite pairs of shoes. She checked herself out in the floor length mirror on the back of the closet door. Good enough. She ran her fingers through her hair, allowing it to rearrange itself in a sort of messy style, then grabbed her little black purse and walked out the door.
As she crossed the common room she got a mixed reception from the students there, some of them glared at her in disgust for her decadent style, others -- mostly boys, just stared at her. She'd learned to ignore it and just walked out into the hall like they weren't even there. Three choices of which direction she could go, left, right, or straight. She'd gone right yesterday and ended up in the medical wing, a most uneventful afternoon to say the least. She wanted excitement today. Left it is. She wandered for what had seemed like hours, and all she'd come across so far was empty classrooms and the occasional meeting hall. Nothing exciting yet. Finally she decided to just get lost in her music and let her feet take them were they wanted to go. In retrospect she learned that this probably wasn't the best idea. The sounds of her heels not only clicking on the hard floor but echoing off old stone walls brought her attention away from Thirty Seconds to Mars and back to reality. She paused and looked around. Where was she?
All the light down here was dim, she could barely even see in front of her, and the air was dank, it seemed too heavy to even breath in. She turned back, but she wasn't sure if this was the direction she' come from. She took a few steps forward and stopped, putting a manicured hand out in front of her, she gasped a little when she felt the cold damp of the walls beneath her palm. What in the hell is this place? Was the only thing going through her mind as she turned again. Something somewhere down the hall made a slight crashing sound, and were those.. Footsteps? The sounds made her jump and let out a little yep, she quickly covered her mouth with both hands and took a deep breath. After a moment of straining her ears to hear any sort of tiny sounds she finally heaved a deep breath."Who's there..?"
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Aug 28, 2011 11:47:24 GMT -5
The dungeons were a very familiar place for most Fire elementals--Josh was no exception. He had been arguing with his element a lot lately and felt as if he didn't fit in there but there was something about the dungeons that seemed to welcome him back like he was an old friend. Once you got away from the warm and almost well-maintained bit that the Fire students usually hung around, a draft started to billow through the long corridors and make him shiver a little. It was dark down here and smelled damp, old, disused. He realised now that he was in a part of the dungeons that was definitely less frequented and Josh was alright with that. Instead of using his powers to throw the place into a brilliant light, Josh opted to keep it dark and to trail his hand along the wall for guidance instead. It was almost like an adventure when he did it this way--he could get lost by turning random corners and not being able to see a foot in front of him. There were no windows of course, being that it was underground. After a while his hand gave way into free space that he thought might be another hall, but a step further and his hand brushed a cold iron bar. Cells.
They did not scare him like they might have frightened someone else. He did not fear the dead for he did not believe in any sort of paranormal activity or afterlife. He did not fear the dark because he had no reason to. He believed not in monsters and demons but in the logical and sensible existence of that which could be beheld, touched, smelled. As a boy who'd spent most of his life learning rigid things in books, he'd learned to filter out things that didn't seem to make sense. He had also learned to filter fear into something that only approached when something could hurt him--most of the time. His phobias were another matter entirely, but he did try not to think about those. The door to the cell was jammed with years of disuse, but after a couple of hard kicks he managed to have it clatter open and slam against the wall. "Damned thing," he muttered, but it didn't stop him from stepping forward into the cell. Finally he used a bit of fire to take a look around--nothing interesting, sadly. Pity. I was hoping for a skeleton or some sort of scratched message on the wall. Shrugging, he backed out and extinguished his flame.
He had only just walked down a separate corridor when a yelp and a deep breath caused him to freeze. It was not a gesture of fear that caused the tension in his muscles but instead one of surprise. As he relaxed and cast his gaze in the direction he thought the sound might have come from, a voice spoke out in the darkness. Still as a statue and breathing ever so softly, Joshua might have been able to convince the stranger that he was not here. It was very difficult to see after all, and he was sure if they were a Fire student they probably would have lit the place. Unless they can't create their element from nothing, though they really should have a catalyst if that's the case. He toyed with the idea of leaving for a moment, but after only brief consideration he called out, "Someone who has every right to be."
[/colour] Instead of explaining what he meant with words, Joshua lifted a hand and focused. Rather than a sudden burst of flames, a slow light spread through the corridor as a few of the torches were lit carefully. A warm started to chase away the draft and the crackling of the flames broke the silence. Scarred face thrown into light, Joshua frowned at the stranger. He did not recognise her. No, they certainly were not acquainted personally. Had he known that this was Cherry Greenwood, a Water elemental, he might have just turned and walked away. He was not afraid of her kind but he had almost no patience for them. Jake was the only decent one he'd met--alright, and perhaps Ace as well, but that boy was different. He wasn't friends with Lupus, it was more like an alliance based on their trust and protection of Nell. This girl... well, if element had come into the picture they probably wouldn't get on. "Who are you?" he asked, not one to really cut corners. "You don't look like a Fire elemental." He didn't have to explain that he was. Though there was no indication that it had been he to light the torches, who else could have done? No one, so it only made sense to suspect him as the one responsible.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/size] |
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Post by lili2 on Sept 15, 2011 19:17:48 GMT -5
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Cherry stood frozen in the darkness of the corridor, pale eyes strained in their sockets to try and seek out and little ray of light that might help her see what-- or who, she'd heard behind her. After a long pause during which she was sure she hadn't taken a single breath she let out the air she'd been holding in her lungs and breathed a sigh. Maybe she was just hearing things? Why did I have to go left.. She thought to herself with a tiny little whimper, so small Josh probably wouldn't even hear it.
She froze again, she could have sworn she heard someone breathing.. Slowly she turned on her high heels and took a step back towards the sound. This was something she'd recently started working on, not being so afraid when she wasn't around Kiwi. When her brother and her were together she was fearless, spunky and vibrant. On her own on the other hand, she was scared of the world. Truth be told it was getting a little annoying to her. She heard another breath, yes.. this time she'd been sure she'd heard someone breathing. Her pretty face crossed into a determined look and she took another step in the direction of the sound with a deep breath, no sense in trying to hide the fact she was here now seeing as whoever was doing this breathing obviously knew she was here.
Another step, one more. She was now close enough she could clearly hear the person and now she wondered how long they were just going to stand there breathing like some kind of creeper watching her. The fear she'd felt began to melt away and was now giving way to another emotion, annoyance. She hated being stalked and watched. She hated the eyes she felt on her every day she walked down the hall, be it for people staring at her beauty of scoffing at it and now even in the dark she was being watched. She lifted her heeled foot to take another step when finally a voice broke the silence and made her pause. 'Someone who has every right to be.' The words rolled around in her head and her instant reaction was, Fire student. wonderful..
Even though her brother was a thunder student and she knew a good many of them, and fire students, because she was around him so much, when she was on her own they sometimes gave her trouble or teased her. One for being a water elemental in general, and for having a sibling separate her element. Mostly the only people who did this were people involved heavily with the alliance, but her general impression of fire and thunder students was still bad, thanks to them.
Suddenly the corridor flooded with warm light and there standing not a foot away from her, thanks to how far she'd walked, was that fire student. She rolled her eyes and the flashy display of flames then brought her attention back to the elder fire student. She tipped her head to the side slightly when he mentioned his observation that she wasn't a fire student and a little smirk crossed her lightly painted lips. No 'Hi how are 'ya?, are you lost?' or even just a simple hi, just demanding of her name. Well isn't he charming..
She sighed a little, this was not at all how she'd wanted to spend her day, she just wanted to go for a stroll, maybe get a little lost, and enjoy some new part of the school she'd never seen. But no.. Here she was stuck in the dungeons with this fire student who didn't at all seem very friendly and for the moment she'd completely forgotten that mousey little girl on the inside and had turned into some defensive creature she didn't even recognize. Standing her ground, dangerously close, she ran manicured fingers through her silky black hair before her smirky lips finally formed his answer. "Very good, at least you're observant if not lacking manners." As soon as she finished the sentence that little voice in her head started practically screaming at her What are you doing you stupid girl?!
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Sept 16, 2011 0:27:36 GMT -5
Joshua's sharp gray eyes narrowed ever so slightly as she delivered a rather smart assed comment. He hadn't exactly been in the mood for any sort of confrontation and so if she'd just given him her name and answered his remark about her element in any way but the one that she had, he probably would have left her be. Josh wasn't as aggressive or antagonistic as the rest of his element tended to be--he had their fiery temperament, but it usually had to have some sort of provocation. Like, say, some chick trying to sass him. "Manners?" he said smoothly. "You're one to talk." It was true that he wasn't being very polite, but he also wasn't being as much of a jerk as he could have been. Really, this girl should just count herself lucky that he hadn't attacked her. Most Fire elementals wouldn't have hesitated to harm a stranger in their midst, especially not when it was in a place such as the dungeons. The Fire element liked to think of the dungeons as their sort of lair. They didn't like sharing and thus the presence of anyone but their allies tended to irk them. Josh didn't care about things like that, mainly because lately he was so sick of his element and their attitude that he wanted to distance himself from them as much as possible. At one time, he would have agreed with them. Now it was as if they'd split their comfortable alliance at the seams.
Leaning against the nearby wall with an air of nonchalance, Joshua decided that he wouldn't attack her outright, but he certainly wasn't going to stand around and let some chick talk to him as she was. "You know," he said almost conversationally, "if I were hanging about in the dungeons, I'd be a little nicer to those that knew their way around." This was a more complicated way of insisting that one should not piss off the Fire elementals in their natural territory. Josh did not realise that she was actually lost and that she probably had no clue where the hell she was going. No, the only thing he could guess about her was that she wasn't a Fire elemental. Thunder, maybe, if she had the balls--metaphorically--to hang around down here. Maybe just a stupid Water or Earth. Or a Wind elemental. They were always the complicated ones--you couldn't really tell what you were getting. Not that every other element was predictable. After all, Josh could be mistaken for another element if you didn't know about his temper. He didn't operate with the cliquey pack-mentality of the others.
Though he might not have realised that Cherry was lost, it did dawn on him that she had no way of seeing her way around without the help of the flames. She wouldn't have seen him at all if he hadn't lit up the place. He could have kept that knowledge to himself, but Josh was not one to pass up the opportunity of having the ball in his court. "I could leave, you know," he said, and by this point he actually was entertaining the thought. It wasn't as if he'd sought her out for company; Josh had only wanted to know who was wandering around down here. "I could put out the lights and walk away. It's awfully dark down here. Plenty of spiders, too." This wasn't even a lie, nor was it a trick to try and wig her out. Josh didn't know whether she liked the eight-legged insects or not, it was just a casual observation. Even if someone did like spiders, he doubted they fancied accidentally getting a face full of cobwebs in the darkness. "We're nowhere near the main entrance," he decided to mention. He wasn't being helpful, he was just messing with her. There was a long way to run in order to get out and he could throw the place into light and plunge it into darkness at will. He had clear advantage in a fight. She had thought to be smart with him and so Josh was just reminding her how much of an advantage he had here.
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Post by lili2 on Sept 22, 2011 20:01:02 GMT -5
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Cherry stood up straight and tall, well as tall as she could with how short she was. One thing her brother had always told her was to not show fear to the fire students, he had said that most of them had a wire hair trigger and the moment they sensed your fear you were done for. She giggled on the inside, a small smirk appearing on her lips as a reflection on the outside, as she remembered her brother's warning. She'd always thought it sounded like he was talking about a pack of dogs.. She quickly banished the amusing thought and brought her attention back to the fire elemental that happened to be standing right infront of her. "Yes, manners, you know.. Like not sneeking up on someone." That little voice inside her head started screaming at her to shut up again, to cut the back talk to the dangerous upperclassman standing in her way of getting out. She huffed lightly and blew her bangs out of her face in that mock frustrated sort of way. "Besides, I haven't done anything wrong.. I'm just taking a walk and if my manners left me for a moment its only because I was startled." It was true, Cherry was always, well almost always, very polite and respectful of the people around her, an easy going kind of person.
Her eyes narrowed slightly as Josh began to go on about how she should be nicer to him for the sake of him knowing his way around. Oh yes, because that's a perfect reason to scare someone then expect them to be greatful. Were all fire students this arrogant? She nodded to herself slightly and imagined they probably were. She opened her mouth to say something smart, but then thought better of it. Not because she thought he would actually show her the way out if she kept her mouth shut, because she didnt-- she just didn't want to go getting into a fight down here, though there was plenty of her element laying around in the damp dark for her to work with. Not to mention arguing was pointless and she had no taste for it. His little mention of spiders also helped, she cringed again thinking about all the little things crawling around in the dark where she couldn't see, it made her take an involuntary step towards him. God she hated spiders..
"Fine fine." She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, the expression on her face was still defiant though her placid eyes now shown a bit of worry for her situation. Spiders, the dark, and what appeared to be a not so nice stranger keeping her from getting away from it. Maybe she should try a new approach to this. "The names Cherry."
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Sept 23, 2011 20:03:30 GMT -5
Joshua gave her a rather affronted and partially irritated look when she accused him of sneaking up on her. He didn't classify what he'd done as 'sneaking' and he didn't make a habit of creeping around the dungeons and following people. "I did not sneak," he said with a tone of slight arrogance, lifting his chin as if being defiant. "Just because there is no light down here does not mean I was trying to creep up on you." If he'd really been in the mood for sneaking around, Joshua would never have bothered to light up the shadowy dungeons as he had. Of course, then he would have been at as much of a disadvantage as she was--Fire student though he may be, Josh was neither nocturnal nor possessing any sort of night vision. Still, it wasn't fair to accuse him of such things when she didn't know what he'd been doing down here prior to approaching her. If exploring the forgotten areas of this place meant having the label of 'sneak' slapped upon your forehead then Josh would resolve to venture about less often. Not that the opinion of others really mattered to the graduate. It didn't so much offend him as it did irk him. He didn't like when people made assumptions but that didn't mean that he was wounded in any way. No.
A slight scoff found its way to his throat when Cherry claimed that she had only just 'forgotten' her manners due to being startled. "Ah, so you're a hypocrite?" The smirk that he offered her was slightly snide. He wasn't being too much of an asshole as standards went--no, Joshua could get much worse than this. He had no desire to be violent toward this girl and she wasn't really enraging him as some people managed to do, Joshua just wasn't going to be kind and chipper toward someone who was bitching and berating him about his manners in a way that was less-than-polite. "You were the one making all the noise," he pointed out in a nonchalant tone. It was true, she'd called attention to herself. Hell, if anything it should have been he that was startled, shouldn't it have? It made sense to Josh but perhaps not to anyone else. The graduate didn't go out of his way to make sense to anyone but himself. Josh was a very ignorant and closed off person to some. He wasn't an easy guy to get along with and he only found himself being polite if he felt that the situation called for it and that the recipient of his mood deserved his less-than-jerkish behaviour.
She introduced herself, however, and at least that was a little better than standing there and criticising him. Joshua could have responded sarcastically to this but he decided to give her the very rare benefit of the doubt and returned, "I'm Joshua." She may or may not have heard of him--he wouldn't be surprised either way. It all depended on how much this girl tuned herself in to gossip. How much she would know and what sort of judgements she might pass would depend on the tone of the rumours, if any at all. Some people feared him, others loathed him, still others respected him since his protection of Nell. There were a lot of mixed signals at this Academy. Speaking of reputations, Josh could honestly say that the name 'Cherry' was not familiar to him. He almost wanted to ask if it were her real name or just a nickname that she'd given herself but refrained from doing so. Joshua didn't often question other people. It was less out of a desire to be polite and more out of a desire to avoid hypocrisy. He didn't give out too many details about his life and so it would have been foolish to expect others to do anything differently.
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