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Post by kat on Nov 21, 2010 16:43:31 GMT -5
Kat was making her way from her dorm room and down to the pool. She wanted time to think. Time to get away from guys in general. She made her way into the area the contained the pool. She didn't see any guys around. That was good. She walked over to the other side and put her towel down. She then took off her green tank top and jean skirt and dived into the pool. She heard someone talking when she resurfaced. She noticed it was another girl. She smiled. At least it wasn't a guy. "Hey" she said smoothly, making sure that her accent wouldn't hinder the comprehension of it. WORDS ;; 125ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; amanda, and any guys OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by amanda on Nov 21, 2010 21:15:47 GMT -5
Amanda had stormed into the pool area, she was wearing jeans and a shirt, and not planning on going all the way in. She had never learned how to swim, her mom was always 'busy' and whatever. Then she never really needed to go to the pool, too many guys.
Now, here she was, not wanting to be here, but not wanting to be near Hope at the moment. She got along with her roomy, usually anyway. But she wanted away from her for a little while, and she was sure not many people came to the pool, or rather she hoped not.
She looked around and only saw one person a girl and sat at the edge, taking her sneakers off and putting her feet in with a sigh. "Thank god," she said relaxing a little, but keeping her guard up just in case.
She jumped in surprise, not expecting the girl to talk to her and smiled softly. "Hey," she said looking around, kind of nervous that someone would walk in any second. She felt exposed, even if only her feet were really exposed.
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Post by aleksei jonathon jakobs on Jan 3, 2011 19:23:46 GMT -5
   • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •Aleks stretched lazily as he entered the pool room. he hadn't bothered to throw on a t-shirt, instead only wearing jeans slung low on his hips, and of course, the boxers that he wore underneath. Did he actually have a swimsuit? What the fuck, are you joking? Too much effort, really. And today? Well, Aleks was bored. Lazy, lethargic and bored. So he had decided to go swimming. It was something to do, and plus, well, with his weirdly warped self esteem (which managed to be chronically low and grandiose at the same time) he never really did miss out on a chance to work out. Plus, he liked being able to overpower people, so muscle was always nice. Even if he only was able to get thin, wiry muscle.
His eyes flicked towards the two girls in the pool, but apart from giving them the cursory visual examination, he ignored them. Unless people reacted, they were sort of boring. It was an unfortunate fact of life.
He walked toward the deep end of the pool, before shucking off his jeans and diving in, and beginning to swim laps, his eyes flicking to the girls after a bit. What? He was bored, he wanted to see if there were any reactions. Cause with the myriad of fucked up people you got in here, there was a reaction at least every other time.
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WORDS - bout two hundred and thirty.
NOTES - er, yeah, hey?
TUNES - champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends, fob.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0 |
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Post by kat on Jan 7, 2011 0:27:28 GMT -5
  Kat smiled as the girl responded with a simple Hey as well. She didn’t want any guys to be here. She was barely wearing any clothes and she didn’t really trust any guys, especially after that huge party and Dakota. She then was about to resume talking to the girl again but she noticed a guy walk into the pool area. Her breath caught in her throat and she grabbed onto the side of the pool. She muttered curses in Russian under her breath. Why of all times that she decided to relax in the pool for once, did a guy have to enter. Let alone when none had been in there previously. Kat watched as he stripped down to his boxers and she looked away. She didn’t want to be in the pool anymore, but she knew if she got out that it would show something, let alone her almost naked body. She watched as he swam laps before she ducked under water and swam towards where the steps were. ”I don’t like guys” she said softly to the girl. As she climbed the stairs that were in the pool she quickly went over and grabbed her towel. She wrapped it around her body and sat down next to the girl and dipped her legs into the pool. This way she wasn’t near the guy, but she could still converse with the girl. WORDS ;; 250ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; Amanda;;Aleksei OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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Post by amanda on Jan 11, 2011 17:08:48 GMT -5
Amanda's heart started to pound and a glare slipped onto her face as she lowered her eyes to her feet. God why did everything have to be ruined? She was calm and actually relaxed, but not wanting this guy any satisfaction she stayed where she was.
As he started to swim she finally withdrew her feet and gave Katarina a quick look. "So do I," she whispered, finally standing up, ready for a quick exit. She glared down at the water, not daring to even chance a look at the guy, to afraid of her reaction if she payed any attention to him.
Not that she wasn't almost close to hyperventaliation and he wasn't even bothering her. She could just feel his presence and it made her want to run and hide. But she wasn't the type, she stood her ground, readying herself for a fight. She didn't want anything to happen to her, and she refused to let people control her.
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Post by aleksei jonathon jakobs on Jan 13, 2011 17:53:47 GMT -5
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Hah, what the fuck, they actually got out of the pool? God, the kids in here weren't fucked up, they were just all fucking cowards and pussies, honestly. And okay, it was funny, but honestly, they needed more people burning shit down and kicking off. Like, that was the only good bit of places like this, was watching people kick off. And okay, yeah, trauma patients and then the kids who he could manipulate easily (who, hah, always seemed to be borderline, but maybe that was just a coincidence). He continued to swim a few more laps, his eyes watching them, before he stood up in the shallow end, pulling himself up onto the side, pushing his hair back from his forehead.
Well, let's pretend to be nice. It wasn't a tactic he'd tried recently, but then again, it was also good for getting close into people before you decided to show your true colours. I mean, this was assuming he could hide his true nature for long enough. And, well, he could if he really wanted to. But then, if he got bored..? Maybe not so much. But still. There was always the trying. "Don't you girls wanna go swimming?" He pushed his English accent slightly, making sure it was still extremely noticeable, and quirked his brow as if confused. And maybe he didn't ever drama classes, but he simply relied on practice for that shit. And then hoped to god it worked. Which to be fair, it normally did.
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WORDS - bout two hundred and fifty.
NOTES - here you go!
TUNES - save yourself i'll hold them back, mcr.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0 |
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Post by kat on Jan 14, 2011 16:59:04 GMT -5
Kat smiled when the other girl said that she didn’t like guys either. So it was a common thing for girls to be afraid of here. That was interesting. At least there were separate wings for the guy and girl dorms, because she really wouldn’t want to deal with having to see guys everyday if she didn’t need to. Let alone they were forcing her to have a male counselor just to try to cope. That was bad enough for her, but the second she heard Aleksei talk she looked over at the boy still in the pool. ”I’m fine sitting here” she said, her accent heavy as well. Although her accent was more Eastern European being she was raised in Russia. Of course she knew Russian too, but she usually only resorted to it at desperate times or to cuss someone out. It was more natural for her. Obviously it would be, it was her native tongue. WORDS ;; 150ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; Amanda;;Aleksei OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;; its fucking short. i hate this
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Post by tristan on Jan 14, 2011 18:55:16 GMT -5
  As of recently, Tristan was always ready for swimming. He wasn’t sure why, but it always seemed to ease his nerves whenever he wasn’t high. Perhaps it was the fact that it just took his mind off things. Or maybe it was because he had to focus on not drowning. Either way, it kept him content and from blowing up the place when he was running low on his stash. So it was not only a good thing for himself, but for others as well. As he made his way toward the pool, he heard a bit of small talk. Like people were in there, but not wanting to really talk to each other. Well that didn't sound like much fun at all. He'd have to liven the party up then.
He kicked off his flip flops before opening the door and picked them up. He was a pretty firm believer in not having to take off much when it came to jumping in. In fact, the only thing he had on was his color checkered board shorts and his black flip flops. Well, and his glasses, but he didn't really count those. His tattoos and piercings were on display for everyone to see. And they could kiss his ass if they cared. Placing his shoes and glasses on a nearby table, he flipped his hair to the side and smirked. "Hello ladies, Aleks." And with that, he ran toward the pool, dive bombing into the water with a low laugh part 'woo!' fallowing in his wake.
Tags: Anybody and everbody!
Notes: I hope you don't mind me jumping in. If you do, just ignore my post and let me know. XD
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Post by amanda on Jan 15, 2011 12:42:56 GMT -5
Amanda was not one to fall for 'nice,' not even if it was actually sincere. She hated nice people. They were way annoying, okay so she didn't hate people. Like Hope was nice but she wasn't really someone Amanda loved to hang out with on a regular basis either.So her glare deepend as he tried making conversation. She thought the hint was obvious that she didn't want to be bothered. Her anger grew and she looked at him, "I rather burn in hell then swim." She meant every word of it too. At that moment, she'd rather burn then be anywhere near that guy.
A shiver went up her spine when she heard another voice, male. Why did her life have to suck this bad? Holding her breath for a little while she ran a hand through her hair and sat back down. Deciding she might as well act normal, maybe they'd leave her alone. "fuck my life," she spat as her feet sinked back into the water.
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Post by aleksei jonathon jakobs on Jan 15, 2011 16:48:37 GMT -5
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Aleks' interest peaked when the dark haired girl spoke, as her accent reminded him in kind of his mother's, sort of, at least. But then the blonde hair girl? She had an amazing reaction, which made Aleks let out an untimely laugh, which didn't really fit in that well with his 'pretending to be nice' mojo. But then, at least it wasn't his maniacal giggle, and just a normal laugh, slightly surprised. Fuck, the dark haired one's accent might have been interesting, but the blonde one? She was just fucking entertaining, what with her 'rather burn in hell then swim' and deep glare. Well, she certainly didn't like him, and the thought made him grin in delight. Yeah, he'd completely given up on the pretending to be nice thing.
Which really, seeing who came through the door next, jumping into the pool, really was probably a good thing, thinking about it. Tristan, his room mate. Who might not be so up for torturing the two girls. And maybe would of outed him if he had tried to continue with the nice act. i mean, yeah, he couldn't know, but his trust and shit of Tristan was still very nonexistent, and he'd rather play it safe, than sorry. "Heya Tristan." His eyes flicked up and down the boy's body imperceptibly. Yeah, of all the people wearing swimsuits in the room, Tristan was easily the closest to Aleks' type what with being the only boy, and having tattoos and all. And okay, he was bi, but this mainly applied to girl's who looked like boys, or in a few cases, girl's who he had marked up. Like Eliza. Without the markings, she lost a lot of interest to him, although she did have tattoos, which was always a plus. But yes. Although both the girl's were aesthetically very pleasing to look at, they just didn't really interest Aleks, not simply by their looks. Yeah, he could hit that for other reasons, like markings or power and shit. But the only person he'd ever think of sleeping with in this room, simply for his looks, was Tristan. Too bad he was straight. And Aleks sorta of smirked to himself. Yeah, straight.
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WORDS - bit over three hundred and fifty.
NOTES - hah, aleks is checking tristan out lol.
TUNES - march out of the darkness, papa roach.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0 |
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Post by kat on Jan 17, 2011 4:46:53 GMT -5
Fuck. Really. Kat didn’t think that people would really be swimming today. Didn’t they have something better to do? At least guy should not go swimming today. She didn’t have anything against these guys in particular, other than they were guys. The guys back at home were the ones that did this to her. Really just her ex fiance, but still, she looked at it that all guys were like that since he was really her only relationship. She had dated other guys, but not like she had him. She shut her eyes and swore under her breath in Russian. Yes, she resorted back to her main language when she was pissed, or generally just talking to guys. She hoped that none of the people here spoke it, otherwise she would get in trouble for half the things she said. She noticed that the other girl had returned her legs to the water as well. Meanwhile both guys were in the water. She let a shiver rack her body for a short second before it stopped. She was tempted to just get up and leave, but of course that would look suspicious. She didn’t want people knowing why she was here, she was fine telling girls, but guys were something else. WORDS ;; 200ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; Amanda;;Aleksei;;Tristan OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;; you guys are so evil 
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Post by tristan on Jan 17, 2011 18:10:43 GMT -5
Poking his head out of the water, he shook it, throwing water droplets everywhere and flipping his hair to the side. His vision was slightly blurry seeing as he didn’t have his glasses on, but he could still see who was who for the most part. Let alone, he could feel the vibe in the room. Those chicks were not happy campers. Did they not want to be swimming with them? Cocking his head to the side slightly, he splashed at Aleks as he tread water. Listening in, he heard the dark haired girl mutter under her breath in Russian. Smirking, he swam toward them and stopped in front of them. ”Muttering obsenities in Russian isn’t a good idea. You never know who can understand you.”
He chuckled softly before turning and diving back into the water. What was with people here? They were either assholes or just down right afraid of everything. He swam over to Aleks and propped himself up on his arms on the edge of the pool next to him. He grinned up at him, ”What did you do to scare those poor girls so bad? You know, you’re going to make it difficult for me to make any friends around here.” Naturally, he was completely joking, sarcasm rolling through his voice in great waves. Pushing back into the water, he grabbed for Aleks and pulled him in right along beside him. Maybe he could talk Aleks into pulling the girls in and messing with them. They seemed nervous with them there, but it wasn’t like Tristan was going to hurt either of them. And he could probably stop Aleks from getting to mean and rough. Hell, he was just looking for a bit of fun anyway. No harm intended.
Tags: Anybody and everbody!
Notes: What do you mean evil? Tristan is adorable. 
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Post by amanda on Jan 18, 2011 8:14:51 GMT -5
And we were never alive
And we won't be born again [/font][/color][/size][/center] credit to lenalethal of caution 2.0
Amanda's life had defiently became horrible, why were people even here? IT MADE NO SENSE. Okay yeah she was there, but that was because no one should of been there. It always seemed to happen that no matter where she went, someone was there. Someone was around to annoy the crap out of her somehow, someway. And that pissed her off the most. But she wasn't going to just leave, most people knew she hated men. Not the reasons but most knew she stabbed someone so they knew better than to actually mess with her. But not always, she seemed to run into people who weren't afraid of her here, and that was what she hated most about this school.
She was scared of all guys, never having that father figure in her life to counteract the bad things that men had done to her. So instead of being a normal human being and just being super deppressed. Nope she became a scared little baby. Though she didn't like the fear that knawed at her everytime she passed anyone of the male species. It just wasn't a good feeling, it was aggravating and it made her want to kill everyone of the male species so she wouldn't have to feel it. But that would be drastic and she rather not go to jail for the rest of her life anyway. So instead she lived in fear, only using violence to protect herself when she feels threatened.
She ignored whatever it was Kat was talking about in some other language, until one of the guys swam over. Russian? Well now Amanda was slightly intrigued on what the girl was saying. But at the moment she just glared at Tristan and stayed where she was. She refused to do anything at all, not get in the pool, not get any closer to the guys, or leave. Leaving would mean defeat, and Amanda would not admit that she let these boys get to her. That would be the stupid thing to do.
But I'll never survive
Dead Memories In My HEART [/font][/color][/size][/center] tags;aleksei;kat;tristan
notes;i finally decided to make me one
words;three;three;seven
outfit;here
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Post by aleksei jonathon jakobs on Jan 21, 2011 14:32:06 GMT -5
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Aleks raised an eyebrow when the girl muttered in Russian. Yeah, okay, he never professed to speak the language fluently, he was an English boy through and through. But he could certainly understand it well enough (and speak a bit), and he certainly knew what the fucking curse words were, from the amount of times he had 'done' something, and his mum had ended up at the foot of his bed, alternately crying into Kleenex and swearing at him. The swearing more came into play when he had been in hospital for instigating a car crash, but oh well. "Aw, a girl who speaks the mother tongue. How enchanté." And yeah, maybe he really messed that up, placing fucking French in there as well, but the sickly sweet, mock gentile smirk he sent at her made up for that, right?
He turned huge, faux doe eyes on Tristan when the boy swan over, asking what he had done. "Me? What on earth brings you to the conclusion that I did anything?" His voice was filled with fake innocence, although the giggling smirk on his lips really gave him away. "I feel hurt that you could accuse me of such a thing, dear Tristan." His voice cracked as he said the last few words, the innocence dissolving, and the smirk coming through with his trademark giggle. "But no, really, I didn't do anything!" And for once, he was actually telling the whole truth. I mean, apart from coming in the fucking pool, if that even counted.
He held back a splutter as Tristan pulled him into the water with him, unexpected water entering his mouth. "You fucker!" He crowed the words, slightly indignant, but more laughing, as he splashed water up towards Tristan's face in retaliation, and then, just for jokes, splashed some in the direction of the two girls, just to see what their reaction would be.
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WORDS - bit over three hundred.
NOTES - oh hai.
TUNES - listening, the used.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0 |
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Post by kat on Jan 22, 2011 14:37:17 GMT -5
Kat’s eyes traveled along with Tristan, who was moving more towards her. As he stated that she shouldn’t be cussing in Russian she looked from him to the other boy. As the other one stated as well that he knew Russian she looked down. That was her security. Being able to talk in a language that many people didn’t know. Her way of getting around dealing with guys. ”Таким образом, вы знаете русский язык? Интересный.“ She said smiling. Of course she was testing their ability to speak Russian, but who wouldn’t. She wanted to really see if they could speak her language, and if they could, kudos to them, she wouldn’t speak Russian. As the boys conversed in the pool she looked over at Amanda. She didn’t know what to do, but she wasn’t going to enter the water. She didn’t want to go swimming with guys. Sure she had been swimming at the same time that Aleksei had first came but sadly she didn’t want to deal with it. As soon as she was going to say something to Amanda she felt water get splashed towards them. As it hit her she looked back over towards the boys. ”What the fuck” she said as she pulled her legs out and held them to her body. WORDS ;; 200ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; Amanda;;Aleksei;;Tristan OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;; Russian translation: So you know Russian? Interesting. and Aleksei should comment on 'Brian' on her lower abdomen, since she has that still.
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