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Post by Willamina Trudaeu on Jun 20, 2009 1:57:52 GMT
Shardul was perturbed to find that the layout of the school had changed a little since the last time she'd walked through. Her usual hiding spots had shifted leaving her forced to stalk the quiet halls out in the open.
The new students generally ran back to the familiar when they first showed up. Even some of the older students ran back here when the rest of the Dream World got too rough and tumble.
Shar had no interest in the Dream World. It was a construct, it would do her no good in life. Collecting information about teachers and students though, that was what Somnium should be for.
She decided for a open approach and settled down on the first landing, stretching out to block access to any of the other floors. The kids here were such curious things. They'd do the work for her.
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Victory James
Year 11
Kick it! It being your butt. ;) :)
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Post by Victory James on Jun 20, 2009 2:13:41 GMT
Jamie flipped in. Her favorite gun, and AK 47 was held straight at the furry thing she had been watching. Cats. Jamie shivered as she glared.at it. "His name's Jaws. He kills people." She said as she aimed. "Now have an excuse for being here, or be known forever as the ghost of the Second Square."
She was in a leather shirt, tight and slimming and a pair of black leather pants, only usual for Jamie. Her stiletto came to a point and gave her extra, unnecessary height, that she would rather not have had.
And though her hair was black in the dream, she preferred her redhead look. Fashion almost sidetracked her... Almost.
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Post by Willamina Trudaeu on Jun 20, 2009 2:36:07 GMT
No later had she settled down than did the most ridiculously clad insane person drop in from the skies. Perhaps drop in from the skies was a bad term, more like clunked in on completely impractical shoes. The indignity of the expression was the only thing that kept Shar from dropping her jaw in pure shock.
"You have to be joking..." She mumbled to herself, voice thick with distaste. She picked herself up slowly, not perturbed at all by the weapon named "Jaws".
"I would be no ghost of anything. Now put down that gun, child, before you shoot yourself in the foot!"
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