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Post by The Phantom on Mar 28, 2006 18:53:10 GMT -5
OOC:
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Post by Meg Giry on Apr 19, 2006 16:18:27 GMT -5
Emmalie Duboise
Emmalie slipped into the kitchen, relived to find herself alone. She walked towards a large bowl of fruit and grabbed an apple from the pile. She washed it and sat down on a stool at the counter, her chin in her hand and her elbow on the counter. She spun the apple around but did not eat it. If he can't be patient, he obviously doesn't care enough about you. She decided, watching the green fruit roll across the counter where she caught it before it fell.
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Prying Pandora
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Post by Prying Pandora on Apr 20, 2006 18:59:16 GMT -5
Anya Minkova
Anya wandered into the kitchen and over to the refrigerator before she spotted Emmalie. She knew her from her dorm. She seemed to be upset about something. "Hello Emmalie," she said as she walked over to her. "Are you alright?" Her Russian accent was soft as she spoke. She had not known Emmalie for a long time, she already considered her a friend.
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Post by Meg Giry on Apr 20, 2006 21:43:55 GMT -5
Emmalie Dubose
"Hello Emmalie,"
Emmalie looked up to see Anya, a blonde girl from her dorm, walking over towards her. Anya was a nice girl, and one of the few people that the dancer knew here.
"Are you alright?"
Anya asked with a soft russian accent, Does she really need to know about Malachai? Emmalie wondered to herself. "Not really, just love problems." she answered simply, keeping her eyes on her apple which she rolled from one hand to the other.
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SamandErik
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Post by SamandErik on Apr 22, 2006 10:40:09 GMT -5
Christian Lefabre
Stomach growling quietly, Christian opened the door to the kitchens and found himself in the company of two young ladies, both blonde haired and both very nice looking. Passing them a large smile, he strode over to the refridgerator and took out a hand full of grapes and a water. He placed one of the round purple treats in his mouth, then chewed it slowly and swallowed.
"Bonjour," he purred to both girls, a smirk on his lips and a bounce in his step. "Ma'amselles, my name is Christian Lefabre. And your names are?"
He sat down next to one of the girls, the one who was holding an apple in her hand. Green eyes studied the young girl. She could be a good aquaintence, he thought, but I'm too old for her.
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Prying Pandora
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Post by Prying Pandora on Apr 22, 2006 18:40:24 GMT -5
Anya Minkova
"Not really, just love problems."
Anya looked at her sympathetically. "I'm sure things will get better real soon." I wish that she could meet someone like Mal. He's amazing.
She gave her friend a hug and then grabbed an orange from the fruit bowl. A young man not much older than Anya walked into the room with a jaunty step, taking a bunch of grapes from the refrigerator. He walked over to the talking girls and said, "Bonjour," "Ma'amselles, my name is Christian Lefabre. And your names are?"
He was quite good-looking, and at any other time she would have welcomed his presence. Before either of the girls could respond, he took a seat next to Emmalie.
Anya narrowed her blue eyes in annoyance. How rude! Can people not have a conversation without people barging in on them? Anya looked sharply at Christian and said coldly, "Excuse me sir, could you not tell that we were having a private conversation?" Her accent thickened as her anger grew.
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SamandErik
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Post by SamandErik on Apr 22, 2006 19:44:46 GMT -5
Christian Lefabre
Anya looked towards Christian sharply, spitting at him, "Excuse me sir, could you not tell that we were having a private conversation?"
Christian stood up slowly and bowed to the two girls, apologizing both silently and aloud. "Forgive me, ma'amselles. If you wish me to leave. . . ."
He picked up the rest of the grapes in his large left hand, and grabbed the water with his other. He walked over towards the door smoothly, then turned back to Anya, waiting for her reply. He had a very calm look on his face; Christian was never one to overeact too much.
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Prying Pandora
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Post by Prying Pandora on May 9, 2006 16:37:27 GMT -5
Anya Minkova
"Forgive me, ma'amselles. If you wish me to leave. . . ."
Anya rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. "You may stay if you like. I can't stop you, this is a public place."
She turned her attention back to Emmalie. "Alright, Emmalie. Anyway, love problems. I don't guess there's any way I can help, huh?" she asked her sincerely.
OOC: Sorry so short! I'm in a hurry!
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Post by Meg Giry on May 13, 2006 22:36:52 GMT -5
Emmalie Duboise
"Forgive me, ma'amselles. If you wish me to leave. . . ."
Emmalie just glanced up at the man and back down at the table, she was glad for Anya's behavior. She really didn't need anyone else around.
"Alright, Emmalie. Anyway, love problems. I don't guess there's any way I can help, huh?"
Emmalie smiled, she was happy about her friend's willingness to help her feel better, she twisted a lock of her blonde hair around without thinking, her eyes remained on the table. "Take about your love life. It has to be better than mine. Anyone special?
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Prying Pandora
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Post by Prying Pandora on May 20, 2006 17:06:28 GMT -5
Anya Minkova
"Take about your love life. It has to be better than mine. Anyone special?
Anya gave her a quick hug to let her know that whatever was wrong would be alright. Anya then smiled at her, her eyes dancing. "Well......" she said, pretending like she had nothing to tell. She could not use that charade for long.
"I think that Mal and I are going to go on a date." she said quickly, as if a dam had burst, letting the words flow quickly out. She smiled again, this time a wistful smile, like that of a girl who was going on a first date.
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Post by Meg Giry on May 31, 2006 20:10:04 GMT -5
Emmalie Duboise
Emma smiled and hugged her friend back. "Well......" Emmalie nudged Anya, who was predending to have nothing to say. "I think that Mal and I are going to go on a date." Anya confessed quickly, a smile covering her face. She looked like a young girl who had just gotten a very big present. Emmalie's stomach dropped, Is that the real reason? Is this all just a cover up for you wanting her instead of me? She wondered to herself.
Emmalie's smile did not falter though, "That's so exciting" she replied, in all honesty it was anything but exciting for Emma but her voice was that of complete honestly. "Do you like him?" she asked, curious to know what the blonde thought about Mal.
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Post by TantomileDaae on Jun 15, 2006 14:07:36 GMT -5
Donna Martin
Donna Martin was looking all around this big, new school. She was excited to be there, and knew she'd meet new people. She ventured into the kitchen. She saw that there was also somone there with her. She felt kind of shy, but knew that she would eventually make some friends. She went up and interoduced herself to the ones that were there.
"Hello, I'm Donna Martin," sge said with her hand extended out in friendship. She smiled at the other people that were there.
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