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Post by LEILA DI LUCA on Mar 30, 2010 20:15:58 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I'm Not Gonna Live Forever Better Make It Now Or Never - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - To be bluntly honest, there was really no reason for her to actually have stepped foot in here. Yet, she found herself lying to the nice doctors saying that she had a headache and needed to rest. Of course, no questions were asked and she was promptly placed in an empty room with a glass of water and two Tylenol on the stand beside her, should the headache worsen. Of course, she was also to alert them before taking it just so they could monitor it, but she knew for a fact they wouldn't be needed because there never was a headache.
It was a poor excuse to skip out on some of her classes, and a part of her felt guilty about ditching when no one was looking, but today just wasn't her day. It felt like one of those days where she would rather crawl in a hole - or maybe under her blankets and just lay there and wait for tomorrow. Maybe her mood would have been better if she hadn't forced herself to get up, and maybe she would have been more comfortable in her own bed then laying on the paper like sheets with a thin blanket draped over her legs. As much as she did feel bad, it wasn't enough to force her out of the bed, she didn't have enough will power for that today.
Maybe that was it, she was just so mentally exhausted lately. Classes were getting harder and it felt like she just didn't understand anything anymore. With her harder classes it took her longer to get the problem and she always had to have help, which meant her easier class work piled up and that became hard because there was so much of it. All she wanted was a break, and the weekends didn't count because she spent that getting tutored on her harder classes, while she was getting better, it was still time consuming and she just wanted a break.
It was a nice day, maybe when her classes were over she would go for a walk or something. Unless skipping her class gave her to much work. Groaning into her pillow and pulling the blanket over her head, she slid her iPod out of her jacket's pocket which rested on the chair beside the bed and popped the headphones into her ears and drowned her thoughts out with her music.
Maybe taking the day off today wouldn't be so bad, she could clear her head and start fresh tomorrow. Work hard and get everything done, it wouldn't be easy but she knew she could do it, and maybe this break was just something she needed. Yes, tomorrow she would start fresh.. Today? Well as long as no one found her she would just lay around until class was over. Word Count: 468 (Oh my D< So short - sorry!) Status: Complete. Muse: Now or Never - Cinema Bizarre Tag: Open~ Lyrics By: Now or Never - Cinema Bizarre
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Post by SPADE ALOIS ODELETTE TRESHEVIE on Apr 1, 2010 3:51:04 GMT -5
It's Your Highness- - - - - - - ** - - - - - - - - - - - ** - - - - - - - - Not just anyone... And not just someone!~ Alois, Alois, what's wrong? He hears the whispers of the woman again from his dreams, haunted by his nightmares. Not known to others he was a typical orphan of a doctor from Italy and was just implied as a butler in Stella Fiore to develop himself. But he does not really know who he was, as confusion struck nearby. Oh dreams, he can only recall of a lady who was stroking his hair while telling him a story, her eyes and her face was barely seen, but he feels so comfortable. What if it was one of his relatives? Sad to say but he does not really recall anything. He feels sorry for himself rather than being happy while those voices sometimes caused him hallucination to the end. But somewhat he seems happy with her, laying his head on a leg and her humming a tone after telling him a story. He was sure that she was younger than her, and other than that he cannot see anything but light. That's when he woke up and bumped his head early morning.Lucky it was not a direct hit or of critical approach. Oh, one thing bothers him, he is always called by his first name. How come the woman calls him by his second every time? Odd, so odd.
It may be not hallucinations but he was desperate of considering it as one. It was not his first time to dream that delicate dream, and the hums were continuous that he can only hear. It was also not his first time on going to the infirmary for drinking pills, and he considers himself sick. While he was not serving his lady Maya Rain and still on classes, he usually spends his time more over in the bench of the garden talking to a mute guard who seemed to understand and know him. But that's the worse, he cannot recall this guy. Why was he so incomplete? That he wanted to find out more than anything else. He was a helper of a doctor before he was a butler, but it is still best to seek advice from the doctor of the place better than dealing with himself in the mirror. He sweats every time while his head fills of events, certainly a man's voice, or the lady's voice. He might go crazy if that continued. Spade was now in the calm state with his fists pulped up while he marches himself in the place. Hopefully he can have the small time he longed, or at least a little bit of peace, just like when he is talking to the said mute.
Why can't they stop hunting me? I must have not drank my pills... Oh yes... That's what he always thinks. But practically he is not sick. He just ignores his thoughts and produce a fake smile, more of a fake impression. Finally he reached the door. He was quite glad he would, unless if it was locked or something. There he goes again being paranoid with his feelings and surroundings. He slowly opened the door of relief knowing that it was still open, and meaning that someone was in there. He was about to ask the doctor, but unfortunately he saw someone else. A lady.
Wait, what? A lady in the infirmary this hour? Classes are not even over yet and she was slouching herself there, lying with music and ear phones on her ears? Is she skipping the whole class for an instant? Spade thinks that she was sick or something, that's why she stayed. But what is that thing doing in her ear? If she was summoned or treated she should be sleeping. Having that little attitude of prim and proper plus his experiences on being a helper of a legal doctor, he looks down to her with a head tilt and a brow raised. He sighs and then returned the peaceful look in his eyes of the certain matter. After all, he was just a Level C butler in the Academy to begin with. He was suppose to ask the doctor for more pills even if it looks overdosing but no, he just wanted to calm more. While looking at the lady with his blunt blue eyes, he gives a small frown. "My lady, you should not be skipping classes even if it looks tiresome. You will be a lot tired if you might feel guilty of skipping..."
[/i][/color] *Lady Leila*MUSIC: *none*MUSE: *medium*WEARING: *see pic above ^^*OTHER: *-throwing Alois! xD Hope you do not mind on letting a butler chat with a lady o3o*MOOD: *tad troubled*[/ul] ☔Call me Your Highness!~♔❣ [/font] "Seem to play around..." - - Roll the CREDITS!~[/color] [/color] Quackit.com. The images belongs to Gan-Gan Setai(Nello). Hosted by Tinypic.com. For the character Spade Alois Odelette Treshevie "Tracey".Other characters includes Seloumierre Colonnello Di Zi Vamschier, Garende Liamme Di Zi Vamschier, Vedeliant Mierre Sutcriffe Galandrex and karkai Neruvine Aceleste Angelholic. Call me Your Highness! gotten from Fuukasite. Face claim of thy character in use for this moment is Alois Trancy(Kuroshitsuji 2 – Black Butler).[/size][/blockquote][/ul][/font][/right]
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Post by LEILA DI LUCA on Apr 8, 2010 1:08:14 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I'm Not Gonna Live Forever Better Make It Now Or Never - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Leila takes no notice to the approaching person as she keeps her eyes closed and flicks through the songs on her iPod, eyes closed as she drowns in her thoughts. The room is peaceful enough to allow her this time to think, but now this idea is no longer sounding as appealing, for she isn't sure she actually wants the time to think anymore. The work was frustrating and she had not heard from her parents in the longest time, and she isn’t sure whether to call them and interrupt their busy day just to hear their voices, or continue on the way she is. She shouldn’t need their reassurance on simple matters like this, but she doesn’t want them to think she doesn’t care either. Oh why couldn’t classes just be easier?!
“My lady, you should not be skipping classes even if it looks tiresome. You will be a lot tired if you might feel guilty for skipping...”
Jumping up at the sudden voice, the blankets tumble off her into a heap on her lap as the ear buds fall out of their place in her ears and the soft vibration from them echoed in the infirmary. The overwhelming feeling of guilt and shock begin to bubble to the surface as a blush heats up on her face and she strings her hands together, stumbling out her words in attempt to make up a decent excuse, but her mind draws a blank and she manages to make herself look like a gaping fish for the first few moments before she strings together a sloppy sentence.
“I- Um, I-I didn’t mean..” She stuttered, casting him a quick glance before looking down at her lap, mentally smacking herself for stuttering and allowing herself to be so easily embarrassed. Then again, it was her fault for getting caught in the first place - if she had been more subtle about her stay here, such as maybe only one earbud in? No! No, he was right she shouldn’t even be here in the first place. The room was quiet but to her it seemed so loud with her heart hammering in her ears at the fact she had just got caught, and could barely form a sentence to attempt to explain herself.
Taking a ragged breathe she looked up at him, taking note he has the most beautiful blue eyes she has seen before shaking her thoughts away. Now wasn’t the time to be admiring such things, so steeling her nerves as best she can, she attempted to form a coherent sentence. “I was just.. Skipping..” Oh wow, was that really the best she could come up with? Lying was defiantly not something she could do while looking someone straight in the face.
With the songs still vibrating out of the earbuds she quickly grabbed it and shut it off, shoving it in her pocket and muttering a small apology. [/blockquote] Tag(s): Spade Alois! Status: Complete. Muse: Medium. Music: Guardian Angel - K-System Outfit: Clicky! Mood: Upset~ Other: I'm sooo sorry this took so long - I've been busy and it never said I had gotten a reply! Forgive meh! T_T
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Post by SPADE ALOIS ODELETTE TRESHEVIE on Apr 8, 2010 5:03:53 GMT -5
It's Your Highness- - - - - - - ** - - - - - - - - - - - ** - - - - - - - - Not just anyone... And not just someone!~ Spade was still troubled and his brow was still raised. Recalling that it was still classes made him really frustrated. And his so-called hallucinations were still on his mind. Ugh the energetic touch of horror and regret, what was on his mind all of a sudden? The prince [his nickname] himself blinked for a moment residing those thoughts. He was in the infirmary for some reason and he was hoping that anyone was around. But unexpected of him, he sees this lovely lady with music as she responded. She looks surprised and a bit troubled after he asked her. And why not? He was quite concerned with everyone lately specially his lady but way,way over that part too. He fixed his eyes towards this lady with a blank look.
"My, I did not meant to frighten you, my lady." He said with a fine gesture, staring and observing at her. He is not very good at eye contact specially when he is thinking of something. He really wishes that he can just sit and lay on to bed to dream again, but hoping to see the face of that woman. No wonder. Anyway, since he was in the infirmary himself, he cannot just leave. Nor will he tell the other teachers that he found a bored woman in the place itself. He was not troubled, just curious for the reasoning. After seeing the messed blankets himself he began picking them and folding them gently in his arms so he can keep it on stable. Oh joy, at least he was not bored. In fact he just forgot what he told earlier and just smiled. More over he wanted to apologize, but the woman was apologizing herself. Strange, she haven't seen this elegant lady yet. Is she a new one that just enrolled in the Academy herself? Where was her butler?
"My apologies, my name is Spade Alois Odelette Tracey... but you may call me Spade instead. It's okay, I was just telling you an advice, I do not actually mean that you head off this place and go to your class, but I must admit, it's the right thing to do..." He says, also adding his own opinions and stood up after folding the blankets and the other stuff. he placed them on the respective places and after hearing the reason why she was bored, he smiled a bit. He understands it very well, even though he reasons for a better course. "Skipping I see, well you better not do that again, my lady..." He added, but not likely lecturing her out. He's just a butler there, not her father or her teacher. He was about to look at the medicines and suddenly he stopped. He forgot to ask her name but he gave his. "Pardon me, but I haven't seen you around. Are you new here? May I know this lady's name?"
[/i][/color] *Leila ^^*MUSIC: *none*MUSE: *medium ^.^*WEARING: *same*OTHER: *<3 naww its okay, dun't aologize ^^*MOOD: *hapy yappy! xD /brick'd*[/ul] ☔Call me Your Highness!~♔❣ [/font] "Seem to play around..." - - Roll the CREDITS!~[/color] [/color] Quackit.com. The images belongs to Gan-Gan Setai(Nello). Hosted by Tinypic.com. For the character Spade Alois Odelette Treshevie "Tracey".Other characters includes Seloumierre Colonnello Di Zi Vamschier, Garende Liamme Di Zi Vamschier, Vedeliant Mierre Sutcriffe Galandrex and karkai Neruvine Aceleste Angelholic. Call me Your Highness! gotten from Fuukasite. Face claim of thy character in use for this moment is Alois Trancy(Kuroshitsuji 2 – Black Butler).[/size][/blockquote][/ul][/font][/right]
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