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Post by amaryl on Nov 14, 2005 11:25:53 GMT -5
Amaryl strolled into her dorm room and dumped her suitcases on the floor. She looked around in disgust nothing about the room had changed since she was last there. She thought that they could at least have redecorated escpecially since half the school had to be rebuilt.
Amaryl hated the fact that she had to share her room with others, she had to do that at home and dispised it. Her room mates entered the room and she watched them laughing and joking with each other. She got up and started to put her clothes away.
OOC how was that? what should I do about Amaryls room mates?
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Post by griselda on Nov 14, 2005 18:51:35 GMT -5
(OOC: Mileva can be her room mate, but you'll have to ask her. She might be with Mirta. My Doyne doesn't room with anyone else, sorry.)
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Post by mileva on Nov 16, 2005 3:38:15 GMT -5
(OOC: I'm your roommate. ) Mileva, still panicked from her experience with the malevolent head of discipline, rolled her suitcase into the dorm Griselda had appointed to her. That was a great start of the day. She hoped Stella wouldn't be punished too hard. On her way here she had seen a pamflet which stated that there was a dance to welcome all new students. People of Red Fountain would be there too, and they had to dress formally. Damn, now what did she have that was formal? Maybe she could find a dress somewhere, it was something she didn't often wear unless no one looked. She put her suitcase in the corner next to the oak cupboard which was now hers and opened it. She looked around to see a light-brown girl putting her clothes away and looking rather sour. She might as well make friends with her roommates. She got up and walked too her. "Erm... Hello! My name is Mileva, I'm new here. What's your name?"
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Post by amaryl on Nov 16, 2005 8:01:34 GMT -5
Amaryl was in her own spiteful little world when she heard a voice. She jumped startled someone was talking to her. She turned around and saw a girl about her age with startling green hair.
"Mileva thats an interesting name and I love the hair, such an unusual colour," sneered Amaryl. "Im Amaryl by the way. You must be new around here because I think I would have remebered someone with your appearance."
OOC Yay Amaryls' got someone to bitch too.
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Post by mileva on Nov 16, 2005 12:50:51 GMT -5
(OOC: XD)
Mileva put her hand behind her head and sweatdropped. "Heh, yeah, lots of people seem to find that really odd down here. My home area has a lot of people with bright green hair though." She decided not to mention the whole history behind the bright hair, with the cover-ups of some corrupt businesses of having dumped radioactive waste and other chemicals into the waters that led to the houses. It wasn't a very pleasant story she wasn't allowed to tell. Even now she was waiting for her sister's letter saying all had been solved and she could say everything. She sighed.
"It's nice to meet you Amaryl. I do enjoy your simple appearance. I'm sure you don't get stared at like a bat in a lightbulb. I heard there is a dance in the Dinner Hall, are you going too? I have a slight idea on what to wear, even if it's not my best."
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Post by amaryl on Nov 18, 2005 8:50:26 GMT -5
Amaryl looked stunned at the cheek of the green haired freak. She composed herself and decided that this girl might be useful to her popularity then again this Mileva was rather unusual.
"Mileva darling it wouldnt be a party without me. If you need any help getting ready or would like to borrow anything just give me a shout."
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Post by mileva on Nov 21, 2005 15:56:05 GMT -5
Mileva smiled. "Thank you Amaryl. Feel free to do the same with me." She couldn't possibly think of what Amaryl would ever want of her, but she thought it would be a kind gesture.
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Post by amaryl on Nov 25, 2005 7:14:41 GMT -5
Amaryl pulled out some more clothes from her suitcase and found a plain blue, knee length dress with puffy sleves.
"Mileva what do you think of this for the dance?" asked Amaryl.
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Post by mileva on Nov 25, 2005 10:45:10 GMT -5
"I find it rather matching with your hair. I've always felt blondes look good in blue." Mileva nodded. "All I have is something pink. It will clash with my hair."
She held up a dress with a ribbon in front which is of pastel pink. It revolted her, but she had nothing else.
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Post by amaryl on Nov 29, 2005 4:21:53 GMT -5
Amaryl looked at the hidious dress Mileva was showing her and decided that she could be nice just this once besides she didnt want to be known as the one who shared a room with a freak and a fashion victim.
"Thats an interesting dress if you wanted you could borrow one of mine. If you want have a lookthrough my wardrobe and pick something out."
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Post by mileva on Nov 30, 2005 13:19:33 GMT -5
Mileva smiled, but shook her head. "No no, I don't want to use anything of yours right now. Besides, when I get a job at Magix, I can afford better clothing."
She put her things on and opened the door. "Coming to the dance?"
(OOC: XP Sorry, just felt like getting things moving.)
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Post by amaryl on Dec 2, 2005 4:06:51 GMT -5
Amaryl put on her dress and make up.
"Lets go darling Im sure everyones missing ME!"
OOC Thats cool.
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