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Post by Jisatsu Keiko on Dec 23, 2018 10:47:32 GMT -4
Thinks were starting to get going it sounded like as Jisa neared his way to the movie night area. But he for the most part stopped a couple class rooms down still in the hall feeling nervous about the whole thing. He didn't know barely anyone here yet beyond a introduction and what little he had done in his class thus far. He was still getting adjusted after all the prior problems leading up to his moving in and getting settled to his new dorm life as well as UA life.
He sighed heavily to himself wearing soft pajama like pants with snowflakes on them clearly intended for the festive occasions. He didn't have a shirt on but given his body's lack of sweat glands and his thick fur it was more comfortable when he didn't. His fur keeping him clothed nicely in its own way for most of his body. His ears though were hung down over the sides of his head as he shyly inched his way closer to the door. Second guessing each step unsure if he should really go through with this or not.
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Post by Emi Ryoko Tachibana on Dec 23, 2018 13:56:47 GMT -4
Everybody had their own little cues that Christmas was nearing. For many, it was cheap lights being plastered atop windows or the sight of snow outside. Across the sea, it was the sound of supermarkets blasting a certain 1994 hit a month in advance.
And for some, it was the smell of eleven herbs and spices pressure fried into buckets of chicken.
Emi’s approach could be smelt long before it was seen, thanks to fast food manufactured to produce the strongest and most mouth-watering smell. A ridiculously successful advertising campaign close to a century ago had allowed Tokyo Fried Chicken to hijack a beloved holiday, convincing an entire population that Christmas wasn’t complete without thighs, wings and fries. The poor common folk would have to wait hours in line to get Christmas dinner to her familiar, but one of the perks of being Daddy’s Little Princess meant getting to ask favours of Daddy’s Big Friends. She wasn’t enough of a Princess for him to actually spend the holiday with her, but that was a story for another time.
For the time being, eleven thousand yen’s worth of food would appease her, and in turn, her soon-to-be new friends. Her parents had a pretty terrible track record for Christmas visits, which meant her furry friend’s gathering would be her first in a while spent in the company of people that weren’t paid to tolerate her. And to ensure that they didn’t end up tired of her anyway, she came bearing gifts! If there was one thing she knew, it was that food was the way to peoples’ hearts.
“I! Have! Arrived!” If any students inside the room had somehow lost their sense of smell, Emi’s cry was their only warning before she kicked the door open. Hard.
She’d come dressed for the occasion – or perhaps, overdressed. Atop a pink nightgown, she wore a fluffy white cold shoulder midi dress. Completing the look were a silver necklace and earrings, festively-coloured fingernails, a pair of pink boots and presumably, a few students questioning whether she’d meant to come for the party instead. Hopefully, they’d be too distracted by what was in her arms to comment on it. Five TFC buckets covered her chest and up, precariously stacked atop one another and held with both hands. Following close behind her was a crystalline sheet, keeping a dozen marked bags and a stack of paper plates levitating a few feet off the ground.
“Make way for the catering crew!” Assuming that no over-zealous guests tried to destroy her tower, she shuffled over to a nearby table and placed the motherload atop it. The partygoers had normal chicken, spicy chicken, rice, fries, oh god so many fries, dips and corn on the cob. No drinks, though. Drinks were too heavy to carry. But otherwise, it was a feast fit for a queen, and the sight of it put a smile on her face.
“You’re all welcome, by the way!” She placed her hands on her hips as the crystals beside her shattered into a million and one white grains. They flew into her open handbag, filling the poor thing to bursting. The rest of the party could turn around and admire her quirk at work, or her fashion sense, or her apparent lack of care for volume control.
She didn’t bother to introduce herself – not only because most of the party would be preoccupied until they noticed her food. As far as she was concerned, she didn’t need to say her name. As Yuei’s number one vlogger – partly by default, and partly because of a video that was sitting at eight million views on uTube -, as far as she was concerned, anybody that wasn’t familiar with her and Chimera was living under a rock.
Whilst her finally-freed hands went for the first of many fries, she surveyed the scene. One teacher – specifically the one she had been warned to keep on her good side. Great. Otherwise, everybody else looked to be of student age. A few familiar faces – her favourite furry pal, Bubblegum Braids, a few that she had participated in classes with, but little more. In other words, only one student whose name immediately sprang to mind. “Hey, I managed to find my Chimera dress, just for you,” she teased as she approached. If somebody had been eyeing a space beside him, too bad. She plopped herself down to his right, beaming with Christmas spirit.
“So, what’d I miss so far? Any fights yet? Any kisses? Juicy gossip?”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 18:36:27 GMT -4
Good Food And, Hopefully, New Friends As the blue haired girl slung one of her arms around her shoulder, Rimma blinked in surprise and her gray eyes flicked over to regard the tattoos covering the limb as she was tugged closer to the other girl. Her gaze shifted up to meet the half-lidded expression the girl that was greeting her had on her face, the unusual proximity and the smirk throwing her off for a moment. Her long red hair was pinned a little awkwardly under the other girl's arm, but the small additional body heat actually made what would be an awkward and uncomfortable encounter a little more on the relaxing side for her.
The other girl scrutinizing her expression would find a momentary flash of discomfort, before Rimma's demeanor and expression both relaxed and accepted the breach of personal space. At the question about a funny language there would be a brief hint of confusion, face scrunching up in thought before brightening up in realization. Not at all privy to the ulterior motives the blue haired girl had, the bundled up red-head returned the smile with one of her own and explained.
"Ah, that was Russian. Dobriy vyecher means good evening." She gave a slightly sheepish laugh at that, adding an admission. "It is a habit of mine, to use a few Russian phrases no matter where I happen to live at the moment. But a little multi-lingualism is not so bad, no?"
Her attention shifted from the blue haired girl to a fellow red-head, the apparent president of the Support Studies class, as she introduced herself. What caught her attention, aside from the girl's hesitant demeanor and shy mannerisms, was the mention of having baked her offerings for the party herself. Rimma moved to roll her shoulders and duck down in an effort to shift the blue haired girl's arm off of her, and gave her and the girl who had brought the soda both an apologetic smile as she did.
"Excuse me."
Assuming she was able to free herself and walk away, the bundled up redhead would step away to snag a cookie herself and follow after to where Chise had seated herself. Tucking her coat against herself with one hand, sitting down in a spot next to the other red-head, Rimma raised the cookie up to her pale gray-blue lips with her other hand and took a bite. Her expression was appraising for a moment, before it lit up in approval and appreciation for the treat.
Looking to Chise, she used the well baked treat as an ice breaker by holding the half that remained in a small gesture and saying. "You baked these by yourself? They're really good, and the texture is just right. Not too stiff, not too chewy." To emphasize that she really did find the cookie to be good, she stuffed the remaining half in her mouth and quietly savored it for a moment.
Around then, a white-clad girl arrived and introduced herself. Pausing for a moment to swallow, politely wiping any residue from her lips, Rimma briefly turned her attention away from Chise to return the greeting to her apparent class president. "Likewise, ah..." She hesitated slightly, glancing at Chise for a moment thoughtfully before looking back to Rin. "Kurama-Chan? I apologize if that is the wrong form of address."
Then there was another arrival, and this time it was a rather bombastic entrance. The door flew open with the bang of an accompanying kick, and a girl in pink and white announced her presence. Along with her came warm and tantalizing scents, and the sight of buckets and levitating plates. Cold as she always was, the promise of warm food was too enticing for Rimma to even think of ignoring.
"Ah, I'll be back in a second." She excused herself, glancing at Chise as she scrambled from her spot to retrieve a plate and fill it with nice hot chicken. Spicy chicken, at that. She flashed the pink-and-white-clad girl a grateful smile as she did, though before heading back to her spot she stopped by to snag a few more of the cookies Chise had brought.
Oh, and pour herself a cup of soda.
Taking care to not spill or drop anything, she maneuvered her way back to her spot by Chise and settled in as Chimera announced the movie marathon would begin. Getting herself situated, she took a bite of nice, hot chicken and closed her eyes in appreciation of the warm, spicy tingle across her tongue. Then she opened them again, paying attention as the opening credits rolled along.
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Post by Junko Tanaka on Dec 24, 2018 10:52:23 GMT -4
Just as she arrived, so has Sean of class 1A. He seemed like a polite and gentle fellow, but as she recently learned. Its good to trust 1A, but its better not to trust 1A.
She went to a corner of the room and observed the kids. There was another blue haired student, this one a girl. She noticed Junko but luckily did not engage in contact with her. Instead suggested some B tier movies
There was also a red head student, she did not know who this new person was as alas, Junko missed it when she introduced herself, and it seemed the student already hated her. She thought she could ask the student her name. Well, she should ask all of these their names. No one was from 1C as far as she could tell. She does not know these students. But, then again... that would imply contact and interaction.
She observed and noticed there were General St- wait, they're called Support Studies now. Well, that class had some students here at the movie night. Including their class president, who actually politely introduced herseld to the group. Junko just nodded in approval. Chise Ishihara. Noted.
Junko also noticed her newest student there Chikako was it? Well.. this was not the best introduction for the two. But, she had time to interact with Chikako later, the two can talk and get to know eachother some other time.
And then She has arrived, class president of the infamous and terrible 1A, Rin Kurama. Junko just nodded once more as she did when Chise introduced herself, as a sign that she heard and noted her name. If anyone wants to talk to the teacher, they will adress her. If they do not, then she is not needed. Simple.
And after her a bunch of students arrived. This was a full house. Aka a headache. Junko just sat in her corner and observed everyone
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Post by Chise Ishihara on Dec 26, 2018 21:55:34 GMT -4
That was a train wreck. She could have made her pathetic excuse for a speech sound nicer than that, no use taking it back now. Chise softly sighed and took a bit out of a snickerdoodle she had grabbed, at least her cookies came out nice. As she somewhat sulked to herself in her seat, one of the new students had come up to her unexpectedly. Was she going to rub it in her face how bad a speech that was? She probably left a poor impression of herself onto those whom she didn't know yet. She looked out of the corner of her eye as the fellow redhead took a seat next to her, did it suddenly get colder in the room or was it just Chise feeling this way? Thankfully she had packed a fluffy blanket to bundle up with while she watched the movie. If only they had some warm milk she could make some hot chocolate with, that would be the icing on the cake.
Chise turned her attention back to her own cookie, taking another bite of it before hearing the girl next to her speak up, apparently asking if she had made these cookies by herself. The poofy haired girl turned to Rimma and softly nodded. "A-Ah yes I did. I wasn't sure which kind to make...s-so I made a bunch of different kinds including sugar cookies, snicker doodles, and even gingerbread cookies," the support studies president answered with a soft smile, not wanting to be mean to the other since she seemed to be quite curious of the cookies she brought. Her eyes widened for a moment as the other praised her baking, turning to watch the other shove the remaining bit of cookie in her mouth. Chise wanted to chuckle at this, finding the move quite adorable in her opinion, but she resisted, instead giving the other a warm smile. "You think so? Thank you, I appreciate the feedback," Chise said, a bright smile on her face. She was always glad to hear when people enjoyed the things she made, it was like a small pat on the back, a small 'good job'.
She was brought out of her happy trance once Rin walked through the doors, showing up to the movie party. Chise turned and waved at the class 1-A president, "It's nice to see you again Rin-chan," Chise greeted the fellow student before turning back to finish the snickerdoodle she started. Not long after Rin showed up, the girl named Emi, whom she worked with during Hero Ops arrived, loud and boisterous as ever. Chise wasn't normally one to dislike people, but something about the girl's attitude put her off. Chise kept to herself and bit into another cookie before hearing the girl excuse herself. "O-Oh, no problem," she said, watching as the other girl got up and walked away. Perhaps she should have gotten her name before she left...Chise couldn't quite remember it. Hopefully she'd be right back. The girl did indeed return with a full plate of food, hot food to be exact. Seeing the almost blissful look on her face was quite cute in Chise's opinion but she would say nothing. Chise softly excused herself as she went back to the snack table and grabbed some more cookies as well as a freshly made cup of hot chocolate before returning to her spot next to the fellow red head, just in time for the movie to begin. Let the festivities begin!
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Post by Mozuku Momoko on Dec 26, 2018 21:58:43 GMT -4
Let it be known that Mozuko Momoko had no interest in a movie night.
Not that she had anything against the movies being shown, or movies in general. It's just that she preferred to watch them alone, or at the very most only a few people. There was no way she could enjoy one in such a gathering even if people did start to feel pity for her and start to accommodate her, that much she was certain of. So you couldn't really say that she had any interest in a movie night. So why was she making an effort to navigate herself to the AV room in her self-made Grunch kigurumi? Simple: everything around the movies were completely a-ok! There were lively people, and there were snacks. Admittedly, she could guess as to what direction most conversations with her would go at this point in time... but there were snacks. Surely she would be able to drown her frustration down with sugar.
Momoko wasn't exactly allowed to drive her RC car indoors, so the lilliputian had to make do with her own feet. It took its own time. This was also fine, as Momoko had already resigned to not having a good viewing experience anyway and a slightly smaller amount of snacks was barely an issue. Had they started off with Grunch it would be even less of an issue; Momoko already knew the original one by heart. Momoko slowed her pace as she started to approach the AV room's location. There was a figure there that she recognized from her class, him being one of the few students in Support Studies who were more recent arrivals than she was. One of Momoko's very few kouhai. Admittedly it was always hard to judge from these angles from behind, but... the way he moved, the presence he was emitting, it felt all too familiar.
An energetic smile, one that others would often see Momoko carrying around, filled her face once again as she continued her approach. If Keiko-kun had failed to notice her before, he most likely would know, at least by the time Momoko called out to him. "Hey! Keiko-kun!" Despite the fact that Momoko was technically yelling, her high-pitched voice most likely didn't manage to carry over into the AV room itself at the current noise levels. The small girl would approach in a light sprint, waving her arm about as a greeting as she steadily slowed her pace until she was standing in front of the not-quite-as-tall-as-most boy, beaming upwards at him. "Here for the free cookies as well?"
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Post by Hino Yojin on Dec 26, 2018 23:39:30 GMT -4
自由自在 can i get my e ranked "dodging questions" ability now?
Every so often, it was nice to utterly fail to meet other people’s expectations, just in case they were in danger of getting too high. If you were perfect, punctual, and reliable all the time, people got complacent about it, and eventually, began to expect even greater things, until their expectations rose to the realm of the impossible. Not that Yojin had a choice this time. He might have been a excellent inventor, but he had not yet worked out a way of controlling the weather.
Yet.
Everything in due time.
He’d miss his family though. Sure, he Skoped them weekly, but he hadn’t seen them since he went home to the training camp incident. And this would be their first Christmas apart in a while. He had to wonder how they were doing. How his parents were doing…
Ah, stupid thoughts. I'll be home for new year.
There was no mistaking the room for anything but the right place, anyhow. Door draped in lights, the rumble of conversation and the smell of food, and, of course, the school only had one AV room.
Yojin took a deep breath outside, then, before anyone else could come along, shoved open the door, standing framed in the doorway, dressed for the occasion in a ragged red sweatshirt, jeans, and a santa hat wrapped in actual, glowing christmas lights, a giant pile of mechanical-looking bits stacked in his arms.
“Ho! Ho! Hooooooly...shit there are a lot of people.” He began, his voice trailing off into surprise as he looked around the room, taking in the mob of faces.
Wow. I mean. He knew there were a lot of lonely people in UA, and he’d been trying to help a little with that by having lunch with new people, and getting everyone a game console for Christmas, but there were waaay more people than he’d seen express interest in chat.
Chimera was unmistakable of course, as was Junko, who looked especially annoyed at being stuck on Chaperone duty. Or maybe Junko just hated Christmas. From what Yojin had heard, she would be the type. Chise wasn’t a much of a surprise either. And then she could explain some of the other support students, like Heidi, who actually looked...nice for once, instead of entirely devilish.
Rin was a bit of a surprise, though. He hadn’t taken her for the kind of person to like parties. Even though Rin clearly needed a party or ten. Then there was Emi--who--of course--was there, and trying to outdress everyone else. And beyond that, there was one more dude, and a couple girls Yojin didn’t recognize.
Wow. There really were a lot of people here. Maybe he should have put on a nice sweater or something.
Yojin shook his head, clearing his throat and walking over to Chimera, setting down the mechanical bits on the nearest desk and giving his roommate a sheepish grin.
“Um. Hey. Anyway, train was canceled because of an accident on the tracks.” He muttered. He started rapid-fire re-arranging the parts, trying to focus on that instead of all the new people.
“I grabbed Mikky-sempai’s hot coco-machine, since I correctly guessed you weren’t going to go near his desk yourself, Chimmy." He muttered, trying to focus on the people he knew right now. Even as awkward as he felt, it was nice to see everyone together. "What’s up first? I brought my bootleg copy of a “Space Saga Christmas Special.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2018 1:23:48 GMT -4
so put that ring away and cash it in Beneath her grasp squirmed her little captive, whose clear discomfort was decisively dismissed. A few unpleasantries were a small price to pay to keep Heidi out of her hair. Plus, that icy disposition definitely counted as payback. Chills for chills. Balance met. This ball of knitwear wore the opposite of a poker face, leaving the blunette unsettled. Genuine innocence or incredible acting was at play here. The gears in her head began to turn. If Rimma had been explicitly sent to shut her up, then flexing her Russian was the wrong move. Objectively so. Unless her ego reached such planetary scales that this chick didn’t even care. Like some reverse psychology shit, or maybe straight up psychopathy. She shook her head, dreading the notion of having some deranged killer on her tail. The girl’s little cultural lesson didn’t possess an ounce of malice, none that she could detect at least. This left her at two extremes, in which the worst of the two meant the end for her. “No, not at all,” she replied coolly, keeping a level stare while Rimma wriggled free. “Habits die hard, don’t they?” No mention of a place of origin. A clueless airhead might’ve assumed she’d make the inference. An operative, especially one playing games, might’ve been dangling the unsaid right before her eyes. Fists clenched hard in suspicion and annoyance. “Dobriy vecher!” Nothing but sunshine as she watched her new target retreat. She let out a long, shallow breath, not even slightly in the mood to be dealing with this shit. For all she knew, it might’ve been a false alarm, but this kind of careless attitude was how people got killed. And Heidi was not about that. Tonight, she’d have to watch her drink. Speaking of drinks, they still needed a hot water machine. In true young person fashion, everyone’s screens lit up in unison just as the film began to roll. Cascades of text reflected off her irises, and before she knew it, her blood temperature shot up. All she wanted was to enjoy an evening stroll with the local fluffball, maybe even run into her dreamboat TA while they were at it. Then this Emi bastard swoops in and reminds everyone for the thousandth fucking time that she was nothing without her daddy’s wallet. Daggers shot across the room as the aforementioned Barbara doll cuddled up against her Chimmy. Heidi scowled. First Rimma, now Emi. Two threats to an otherwise lovely night. Not one to go down peacefully, she plopped herself down on the free space next to the goat boy, opposite the blonde, and huffed. She crossed her legs. She crossed her arms. Chimera was either a saint for tolerating her bullshit or a hopelessly smitten fool. Low quality animation kept seized their attention when a poorly executed entrance broke the spell. She whipped her head and squinted in the dimness and recognized that poor attempt at fashion. A brow went up. At this rate, Support Studies would have full representation. As he rattled off some misshapen explanation, she noticed a swirl of metal pieces looking awfully like what she’d been planning to retrieve. “Jinny,” she hissed, an insincere attempt at letting the movie audio prevail. “Serpy’s machine was in one piece yesterday. Explain yourself.” Even if his mechanical wizardry could undo the damage, it didn’t render the oncoming facepalm unwarranted. She pointed at the glowing projection. “You’re up against a long queue.” Eyes no longer bright, she flicked her wrist to redirect her finger upward. “Also, watch where you stand.” Mistletoe swung playfully above him, and if he wasn’t careful, it might umbrella another. Making a racket during her choice of film wasn’t going to go excused.
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Post by Chimera on Dec 29, 2018 12:40:17 GMT -4
557 WC save me from girls | Chimera was not expecting more people to show up at this point. A whole lot had already come, most of whom he didn't even know, so that anyone else was on their way just didn't cross his mind. They would already be here by now. Maybe? But not two seconds after that thought crossed his mind did a familiar face--and familiar loud, domineering voice--come barging in with a whole lot of chicken and...lord, what was Emi wearing. Chimera snorted and flattened his face into the pillow he was laying on. Who wore fur over pajamas? Rich girls, apparently, or at the very least Emi. She dumped her mountain of food at the table before sauntering over to him, because of course she would, and he propped his head up on his elbow to look up at her.
"So first you steal the horn look, now you're stealing the fur. I see how it is." He flashed her a toothy grin, fighting her with teasing with his own. "It's been, like, half an hour. No there hasn't been any fights or kissing..." Chimera paused and looked up at the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, too far from him to be a concern but still a hazard, "...okay, well, not yet. Mind those."
Heidi released the Russian girl from what looked like standard newbie hazing to sit down on his other side, looking a bit grumpier than she had been a second ago. Huh. She should be happy, her movie was the first one up. Maybe the new girl had told her to buzz off, or she just wasn't good with crowds. Or...it had something to do with Emi, because from where he was laying he swore he could feel little sparks going off between the two of them.
Lord what was he in the middle of.
Before he dared ask what was up, however, the door behind them--the one fewer people had come in from than the other--opened up. Chimera jolted up. That was his roommate dressed in a dumb as hell Santa hat, decked out in the lights he'd laced around Chimera's own horns a day or so ago. Wide-eyed and somewhere between jaw-dropped confusion and a big grin he only managed to gape. "Yojin?? What the hell are you...you're supposed to be...train??" Smart. Oh, but hey, he'd brought the drink maker with him, albeit in several more parts than he'd last seen it in. That saved them a risky visit to the classroom and the chance of running into Serperior in his sleep clothes.I won't say it aloud, but my hero.
"Excuse me Emi, Heidi, I'll be right back!" Chimera slipped himself up and out from between the rock and the hard place he'd been situated in to steer Yojin through the crowd--he looked just as shocked by the size as he was himself--and to also snag a plate full of chicken, because his carnivore brain was going crazy just smelling it. While he had the chance he disguised a quick whisper into his roommate's ear as him mussing his hair: "Heidi hung mistletoe all over, and there's a bunch of people I don't know, and I'm really glad you're here. But. Your trip? Is your family gonna be alright with you staying?"[So nix what I said about this being last round, because a bunch of people just showed up. ;; So instead here's the REAL final round warning.] |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2018 4:04:37 GMT -4
Chicken, Cookies & Coco Oh My As Rimma excused herself and slipped out from the blue-haired girl's grasp, she didn't pick up on an ounce of the internal conflict going on with her or suspect anything at all. At the comment about old habits dying hard, she gave a light laugh and a small nod before she started walking away, pausing mid-step as the Russian phrase for good evening was called back to her. Casting a glance back at the blue-haired girl, she put a small smile on her blue-gray lips and replied: "Ah, your pronunciation is very good."
The small compliment given, she continued on her way over towards Chise. The subject of cookies was brought up and one was sampled, and Rimma listened as her fellow red-head explained her reasoning for making a variety. During the brief interaction, the girl struck her as on the shy and perhaps not too confident side - the praise Rimma offered regarding her baking seemed to first surprise her before putting a smile on her face and giving what sounded like genuine thanks in turn.
When she excused herself to retrieve some chicken and more cookies, Rimma made sure to collect one of each variety that Chise had listed earlier. The chicken was delightfully hot and spicy, and she gave a distracted nod of acknowledgement as the other red-head excused herself to get some food and drink as well. Giving her a light smile when she returned, her gaze settled on the cup of hot chocolate she had with her.
Eyes going wide, she wondered how she had missed that - or if perhaps it had been set up in the short span between when she got her food and when Chise did? She had plenty on her plate at the moment, and a drink already, so as much as she wanted to immediately indulge in some molten chocolate goodness, she contented herself with making a mental note to grab some later on in the night.
With the opening credits still slowly going by, Rimma idly took out her phone to engage in a little conversation with her schoolmates over the school's chatroom - at one point nearly choking over a comment catching her by surprise while she was in the midst of eating. Managing to clear it without too much trouble, and giving a few reassurances that she was fine after some expressed concern in the chatroom, Rimma took a bite of sugar cookie.
Once again, it was utterly delightful and after taking the time to swallow she leaned over towards Chise. Speaking in a quiet tone so as not to rudely disturb others from the movie, she flashed a light smile and had a hopeful look on her face as she asked. "I do not suppose I could convince you to part with your cookie recipes later?"
If the girl refused, she would simply give a small nod and hold back a sigh of disappointment and settle back into her spot. If she accepted, however, a flash of excitement would sweep across her expression and she would have to make a conscious effort to not make a cheerful exclamation - settling instead for a warm smile and a quiet reply of: "Spaseeba."
It was simply a way of saying thank you in Russian, but she wouldn't think to clarify that unless Chise expressed some confusion over it. Afterwards either way, Rimma would turn her attention back to the movie as it finally moved into actual events and plot and characters doing things. Or most of her attention, anyways, as she was here more to socialize than simply watch movies and so she continued idly texting on her phone and would freely engage in quiet conversation with any who wished to do so.
Snuggling down into a slightly more comfortable position, Rimma was ready for a marathon of Christmas movies, new friends and good food.
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Post by Jisatsu Keiko on Jan 3, 2019 13:45:03 GMT -4
He felt himself get pulled out of his worried trance when he heard the small voice calling up to him in friendly way and tone. He cleared his throat lightly a bit shy but nodding his head two or three times in answering the small girl. scratching the side of his furry arm with his small stub like fingers trying to suppress his shy feelings.
"Yeeeea, I haven't been here long and looked fun when I saw the notice... and.." His small nose wiggled lightly as he sniffed towards the sky able to faintly smell the treats not far off down the hall through the door wafting their way. "I guess we should probably join them right? Before we miss out?" He'd say as he began to tap both of his index fingers together looking not quite at her but in her direction lightly avoiding eye contact.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2019 14:06:33 GMT -4
VISITOR. The letters were printed large over the bright colored sticker. She might not have been a student, but she used to be. Today, she was not a member of UA, but just the little sister of the janitor. A bright crop top without a single pattern was worn over her chest. Green skinny jeans hugged her legs, and her dark black coat hung over her sides, open, showing the slight festivity she had gotten herself into. Her face was pale, and her eyes had dark marks around them, as if she had gotten into a fight, only it was make up for back home. A pass hung around her neck, the lanyard decorated with skulls with Christmas hats, and various pins from metal bands. The bright pink badge with the girl in her typical garb was pictured on it, with her name "LEVIATHAN" was displayed just above the word "STAFF" at the bottom, along with various other markings to show the authenticity of the card. She walked down the hall, a box of chicken flavored gingerbread cookies to fully get into the mood of he holidays, and the strange habits her sibling was getting into. She had remained in the car until recently going back to adventure her old school. But what would the other students say? it wasn't long until she found some sort of bunny kid, and a girl who was small enough to live in a shoe. "No wonder Chimera doesn't hang out all that often with me anymore, there's more people like him here." she caught herself in thought. "Like him? C'mon Levi, don't be a bitch, he's your only real friend. Don't push him away too." With a sigh, she would have to ask them for proper direction. "Hey," she would say to Jisatsu and Mozuko, waving to them both in a strange greeting. "This is where the movie is, right? I'm here to help out Sata-, I mean Chimera."Satan. His real name wasn't Satan. Goddammit Levi. ~ 318 ~
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Post by Mozuku Momoko on Jan 26, 2019 20:39:35 GMT -4
Momoko was happy that Keiko didn't immediately dash off when she approached. He was obviously still feeling awkward, but he was holding on. The small girl's smile widened ever so slightly at his response. It was always nice to feel productive.
"Yeah!" She punched the air for the emphasis. Then three more times. "Let's go!" But before they could, yet another person had managed to approach the two. Momoko responded to the emo teen's wave with her own and turned her attention towards the new arrival. She didn't have any grounds to doubt the fact that a visitor was joining an UA movie night, so she didn't. The thought did, however, briefly pass through her mind.
"Yes! This is the right place! I think people have already started though! But better late than never!" Momoko turned back to the bunny boy. "But not too late! Let's go-go-go!" Intent to get Keiko into the movie night before he would manage to change his mind about the whole idea, she gestured strongly towards the AV Room's direction, stopping next to Keiko had he not started to move and would continue to do so until he would. Whether the stranger would follow suit was their own decision, and one that Momoko had no particular need or interest to influence in any way.
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Post by Chimera on Jan 29, 2019 19:50:26 GMT -4
[This thread is now closed since it's been way too long since a steady flow of posts has happened so THANK YOU ALL FOR PARTICIPATING AND I AM SORRY WHOEVER HAS TO GRADE THIS.]
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Post by Crimson on Jan 30, 2019 23:19:37 GMT -4
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