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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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ALCOHOL FIGHTS THE FLU? (OPEN)
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 23, 2015 21:53:28 GMT -5
The door would fall back from them and a clicking noise would sound from behind her. Turning her head, Kamile would see a fox racing at her. How cute! She is even more adorable than I thought! When Steven pulled away from her, she felt the familiar ache of loneliness. Sure he was right there, but she wanted to be wrapped in his arms. Seeing him blush as he looked up at her and then back down made her giggle. Enjoying the view? I guess so. Kamile would gently lower herself, careful not to flash Steven.... Again. She would pet the fox as it happily yapped and licked at her face. So cute! She'd coo at the animal in Russian.
"Vy ne prosto simpatichnyy malen'kiy monstr! Tak zhestokoy i absolyutno ocharovatel'ny!"
Looking up from the adorable ball of fluff, she'd notice the rest of the room. Wow! There are so many books! I can barely believe it! I feel like I am living in a fairy tale. Its all so lovely! [[Beauty and the Beast]]
"This is amazing! Look at this place!" She'd take a deep breath in. "It even smells like books! How lovely! Do you live her alone? Just you and Lisa?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 23, 2015 22:05:36 GMT -5
(Ooc: set before steven sey lm building up so he is talking bout that lol.)
Steven would smile as Kamile petted Lisa before looking up at him impressed at the sight of the room and asking if he lived there only. Maybe still thinking he had a women or something tucked away or wondering where his family was.
"Yes it just the two of us tonight I live alone." Steven said slowly walking back to Kamile, only for Lisa to bark. "Alright 3 of us." Steven said looking downward at Lisa. "I swear she can understand me more then she should times." Steven would say before reaching out to take one of Kamile's hands in both of his and bring up to place a kiss atop it.
Steven would her towards one of the chairs and pull her down into it, the large comfy chair able to fit too, if a little close, and his hand would stretch up to slide of books of the nearest set of selves. "So what do you like story wise?" He asked close to her ear an arm wrapped around her waist.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 23, 2015 22:51:49 GMT -5
Kamile really was curious about his family. He was really alone? How sad. How could someone so sweet be single and alone?
"You know they say dogs -and their counterparts- can hear, understand, and even communicate with humans. They really do know what we are saying. I have no doubt that she listens to you. Why wouldn't she? You can see it in her eyes, she loves and respects you."
As he led her to the chair, Kamile couldn't help but let her head turn on a swivel as she looked at all the books. When he sat her down, she would snuggle up next to him, stealing his warmth and love even if it was for only a night. Pulling a finger up, she would tap her lips.
"I think I am mostly partial to the fairy tales. You know, the ones where the hero finds the lonely maiden and saves her from a most undesired fate." She would pause and look at Lisa, reaching down to pat her head. "Sometimes I confuse the roles of the hero and the lonely maiden. Its not always the maiden that needs to be saved."
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 23, 2015 23:33:01 GMT -5
(ooc: Link is not Steven voice, but makes it easier.) "I'm sure I have some fairy tales." Steven said and would slide his hand along the books still, and while he saw a few books, that would contain something along what she would have liked exactly. He assumed that she would have heard those stories before, read them herself or seen what media they had spawned. Eventually Steven's hand would stop and he would tap a book a couple of times before, sliding it out from the top with a crooked finger. The bright pink book, was an anthology of stories and fairy tales, collected by one Andrew Lang. It wasn't the only book of it's kind. Andrew Lang's rainbow fairy books being famous among old fairy tale collectors. Steven would let the book reach his lap, and flicked through it. Occasional pictures, that of a traditional fairy tale theme just as the stories were until finally Steven came upon and short one, that he thought was good. "Long ago..." Steven would start reading the book, glad of his good eye sight to make use of seeing the pages at the distance. As Steven would exploit one little things, he had heard in the past. That there was nothing more amazing, then a good story, given in a British, preferably English accent such as his. As he told the story, his hand around her waist would let it hand, rest against her abs. His thumb rhythmically stroking back and forth across the front of his dress slowly.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 24, 2015 7:37:09 GMT -5
Kamile's eyes grew heavy as she listened to the story. Trying to keep her focus, she would blink hard a few times. Maybe I'll rest my eyes. I just need to close them for a little bit. But, before she knew it -and before the destiny sisters spoke- Kamile had fallen asleep right there in Steven's arms. The late night and the mixture of alcohol was the perfect recipe for knocking Kamile out.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 24, 2015 14:21:22 GMT -5
As Steven felt Kamile drift off in his arms he stopped reading aloud so to not riak waking her. However he would finish the story to himself on his head before as carefully as he could he move the book from his knee to a chair side table gently so as not to make sound.
Steven turned to look at her and smile at looking at oeaceful face she wore. Now what to do. He could have stayed as he was and enjoyed her in his arms. However he did not want the odd position to mean, she woke with a crink in her neck or something.
As such Steven tool her to his room and laid her down on the bed, before carefully remove her shoes, for both her sake and the sake of his sheet. He would then lean over kiss, her forehead. Before going to leave to sleep in the chair back in the front room. He could not bare the though of her waking and thinking he had taken advantage.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 25, 2015 14:27:01 GMT -5
Kamile regained consciousness as Steven laid her down. Wondering what he would do she let him remove her shoes and kiss her head. Before he left she called to him.
"I must say I am impressed you didn't do more. It Really shows your character." She stretched, making a light moan as she raised her hands over her head. "Sorry I dozed off. It was so comfy and warm. Plus you do have a very calming voice." She looked around the room. "This looks lovely. You must have had a decorator." She'd sit up and blush a little. "You don't like to cuddle by any chance do you?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 25, 2015 15:31:45 GMT -5
When Kamile work, inviting him to join her to cuddle and being impressed at Steven control, he blinked a couple time before he caught himself. "How could I refuse." Steven stated as he kicked off his own shoes not really caring where they turned up.
It would be followed but his intentions were still noble unless she made such things clear. His jacket would be remove and hung on the head board of the bed. Joined by the button up shirt being undone and a "Is it alright?" If allowed it would be removed and Steven would slide down to the bed next to her.
While would have made some effort to not move in a way to reveal to her the huge scar on his back, the smaller one from Macht in his side was not possible to hide. Wrapping his arm around her, he pulled her close to him.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 25, 2015 16:08:37 GMT -5
Kamile timidly smiled and nodded, fiddling with her hands. Why did she feel like a small school girl tonight? It was like everything she did was second guessed and somehow judged. She tried not to look at his chest as he walked toward the bed. What was it about the male chest that was so appealing? well, the torso really. It was just so... nice. It was so warm up net to him. She wondered if she would be able to sleep again. Maybe she could stay? Just on e night wouldn't--. No, she couldn't stay. It was most inappropriate. In fact, so was this. Perhaps, it was best she went home. Kamile sat up and sighed.
"I am sorry. I think it best I went home. I would love to stay here and cuddle with you, but it is indeed inappropriate for me to spend the night. I fear if we keep cuddling, I may fall asleep again. I hope you understand?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 25, 2015 16:23:49 GMT -5
As Kamile sat up as he moved to join her, speaking up that she should go and such, Steven couldn't help but feel slightly dejected. He however would not let her just get up and walk to out the door. He would sit and hold her lowering back down to bring her resting against his chest as he spoke, his heart would beat heavily in his chest at the passion of his words.
"I hate this world sometimes. This world of rules and restrictions, aimed at some so called protect but failing in so many way, and cageing so many others and holding them down. For now let us forget that cage, forget what world thinks and instead think on what the would could be a masterpiece...and one to be shared if only for awhile."
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 25, 2015 17:00:20 GMT -5
Steven's words rang with truth and conviction. Kamile was speechless. After all, what needed to be said? She curled back up into his ever loving embrace and basked in his aura. So sincere, so surreal. She let herself be free in that moment. Free to just be there; to just be with Steven. Turning to face him, Kamile would place her hand on his chest, feeling his muscles beneath her hand. Lifting her face to his she would kiss him, slow at first then turning passionate.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 25, 2015 17:35:38 GMT -5
Steven would sigh as Kamile seemed to relax at the reply he gave to her concerns. He hadn't expected in truth, not that he would complain at the fact. He would smile as Kamile hand caressed his chest and moved to tilt his head to met her kiss.
The kiss growing hotter and more passionate as it was Steven would wrap his arms around her. Pressing her up against him. Howeveras enjoyable the kiss was Steven would break it briefly and just look up into Kamiles with hungry eyes. Damn it. He kissed her again and would roll them over so he was on top kissing down at her. Before breaking the kiss once more and hiding his head in the crook of her neck. 'Too assertive cool your jet man.' Steven mentally told himself blushing and just slowly kissing at Kamiles neck.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 25, 2015 19:18:18 GMT -5
Kamile felt Steven's arms wrapping around her again as the kiss grew in passion. When the kiss ended too suddenly, Kamile looked up into Steven's eyes, her own filled with confusion. His lips came back down onto hers with such intensity that she was taken aback. It didn't take her long to catch up to where he was. I guess I didn't do anything wrong then? Steven rolled them over until he was on top of her. She was lost in this kiss. She wanted him. To hell with her job, the school, everyone. All she needed was Steven. His scent filled all her senses. His passion filling all her needs. Then the kiss was over again. Steven hid his face in her neck. Before too long, he had begun kissing her neck. Kamile's body shook with desire as he breath became raspy.
"Perhaps we might not go any further? I am not the kind of woman who would... have relations with my date the first night we are out."
Kamile would whisper to his hair. Anything louder seemed too boisterous. This moment was perfect, but ill-timed. She felt awful. It seemed they both wanted more. Who was she to stop it? Why? Why did she always stand in the way of her own path? Kamile closed her eyes, a sorrowful expression taking up her face.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 27, 2015 2:07:09 GMT -5
Steven would nod his head at Kamile words, he wasn't actually disappointed either. He didn't want for this to just turn into a one night thing, because they move too fast and broke each others standards that they set. So he would roll off of her, and bring his arm in order to hold her close. Kissing her briefly once again, he would then plant his lips on her forehead in a small peak and simply cuddle against her. Aiming to to enjoy just having her there as he slowly tried to drift off to the land of dreams.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Oct 30, 2015 20:56:10 GMT -5
Kamile smiled to herself as he held her in his arms. It seemed he was fine with this ending to their night as well. She sighed and nuzzled into his arms and drifted off into her own dream world. A happy ending to a wonderful night. This was awesome.
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