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Post by Abel Serban on Aug 27, 2012 0:14:41 GMT -5
He sighed as the sun had just set leaving little trace of what had a few minuets ago illuminated the sky. Abel's red eyes rolled over the entrance way that laid before him. A sigh of anger escaped him as everything seemed to go wrong the past few days. If he knew that the person who had asked him about the vital organs and nerve ending had that much pull to get him placed here, he would have played dumb. Even after that things didn't go right, due to complications involving the boat, a half awake security guard, and a freaked out student who some how found the one piece of wood on the metal ship, he arrived late, he hadn't had anything to eat sense breakfast, and to top it all off he had to try and sneak his saber in, something relatively easy to do.
He sighed as he continued to walk through the entrance way carrying his bag of possession behind his back, a Romanian flag painted on the back of it. Abel's hat stood off the side, tilted toward the left; his crimson eyes watched for any sign of life. He felt himself laugh as his mind raced freely though thought. "After all in a comical world, it would make sense for me to appear at night." He smiled at first, but his left eye twitched slightly in anger. "Gah now they even have me doing it!" He shook off the feeling as he hoped he hadn't woken anyone up with his outburst.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Sept 16, 2012 16:33:37 GMT -5
As usual, the students of the InterIntel (as Roderich called it) had managed to turn what should be a pleasant boat ride to something completely wacky. He should have expected it, after all who really wanted to be a spy? Only eccentrics and possibly psycho or sociopaths. Of course the school would attract odd people.
Roderich sighed, already weary of his fellow students and he hadn't even arrived yet. Thanks to some degenerate on board the ship chasing someone, the boat had stopped halfway so the crew aboard the ship could rectify the situation. The ship was already late and now they'd arrived after dusk, much later than any of the other students.
He clutched his two of trunks and briskly marched past the gates to where the school was. Hopefully they'd allow them to attend dinner with the rest of the students, since the ship hadn't had any food. That and being near the sea made Roderich queasy and his stomach was growling quietly.
"Should I go straight to the registration office to get his papers sorted and find out what dorm room I get this year?" thought Roderich to himself as he walked up. He was so busy thinking that the Austrian didn't realize he just sharply bumped into another student who he hadn't seen ahead of him.
"I am so sorry!" He exclaimed as he stepped back and tried to place the student. Roderich's eyes widened as realized the student was one of the students responsible for the boat being stopped, as some idiot was chasing him.
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Post by Abel Serban on Sept 17, 2012 22:10:30 GMT -5
Abel had just about let go of his anger as he felt someone crash into him. He tightened as his mind ran to the worst ideas, mostly involving him thinking it might have been the same guy from the boat. His blood boiled as his mind settled on the solo thought that won over the other more rational ones. He had turned around, about to confront the other student when he heard an apology escape from the other teens lips.
Abel blinked, not sure on what to say. It wasn't the person he had been expecting, but he did remember seeing his face on the boat. His red eyes peered at the other student, as he tried to piece everything together. "It's not a problem." His lips curved into a smile, as his 'fang' emerged from over his bottom lip. "I apologize about the incident on the boat, some people react on impulse when scared." Well that's what Abel kept telling himself. He wanted to think that was the reason, but then there were others who just wanted to treat him like a monster for their own amusement.
"It's nice to meet you I'm Abel Serban." His head tilted sideways as he introduced himself, his hat miraculously staying on. He wondered though about the other student, about if the glasses were do to a sight issue, about what his specialty might be. He took in various notes about his overall appearance trying to assess information about what his specialty might be.
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