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Post by Aleksei Talai on Sept 6, 2011 17:47:36 GMT -5
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[atrb=height,350,true][atrb=cellpadding,6px,true][cs=2][atrb=background,http://i27.tinypic.com/ossaht.jpg,true][style=line-height: 14px; font-size:11px; letter-spacing: 4px; font-family: courier new; background-color: ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -15px; margin-bottom: -5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; text-align: center; color: #555555; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;]you're gonna wish you never had met me[/style] | [style=width: 305px; height: 353px; background-color: ffffff; margin-left: 5px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #555555; overflow: auto; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: justify;mopacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;]Talai had gotten into trouble again, he had stopped and found well someone trying to beat someone up. And being who he was he had to get involved, now they were chasing him. His feet pounded against the ground, he was glad he had wore his running shoes again. Though his ankle still hurt from falling before. 'Great...had to get involved...' He swerved and grabbed onto a pole that was next to him, he used it so that when he turned the corner he wouldn't end up hitting the wall. Probably running through here wasn't a smart idea, but he was going to have to deal with it. He could hear them behind him, his bag was clutched tight in his hand as he moved. He was a fast runner so it wasn't like he was worried about anything, but he had been feeling off all morning."Shoulda listened Talai! Just once staying out of trouble..." He knew he had to get out of here fast, if his parents found out, or if anyone he knew did.
He would get another lecture and really that was the last thing he needed. The slight beating his body had taken before was starting to show as he slipped back into a alley by one of the houses. He was pulling himself up over the gate, and had jumped down by the time they had found him. "Heh gotta be faster then that if ya wanna catch me!" He took off again, knowing he had to hide fast, he wasn't going to be able to keep running at this rate. His chest hurt and his vision blurred, but the kid just shook his head and moved again. He had skidded to a stop, hiding against the wall that was near him, it would hopefully keep him hidden from them."Ow....I'm just not helping myself today am I...." He rubbed his back where it had collided with the ground.
He had just made a fool of himself again by getting involved with someone he didn't know, and for all he knew those guys were still behind him. He was just trying to get home, and had gotten sidetracked. It wasn't his fault, okay well maybe it was just a little. 'What am I supposed to say when I get home..' He hadn't gotten a clear look when he had peeked upwards before. And he was not sure he wanted to look up again, for risk of who knew what they would do. But it probably wouldn't be a pretty thing for anyone. "safe..." He muttered looking at the ground, he did not know what to do now.
He should have thought more before he got involved earlier, but he was never one to leave someone unattended when they needed help. It was just who he was, even though it had probably just gotten him into another thing of trouble.[/style] | [style=float: right; width: 100px; height: 100px; background-color: ffffff; margin-right: 5px; border: 8px solid #ffffff; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;] [/style][style=float: right; width: 100px; height: 100px; background-color: ffffff; margin-right: 5px; border: 8px solid #ffffff; margin-top: -2px; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;][/style][style=float: right; width: 116px; height: 122px; background-color: ffffff; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #777777; text-align: center; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;]"TAGS" |
[/u] Tao's Character "WORDS"[/u] 495 words. "MUSIC"[/u] Under my Skin,Trading Yesterday. made by SPOT[/u] on OTE![/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Kondo Daisuke on Sept 17, 2011 10:29:12 GMT -5
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Another one of those busy working days for Daisuke. Yet for once, he wasn't all too tired or easily angered like he always was. Possibly because no one was seeking him out in this very day. Then again, today felt too calm to him. No fights, no conflicts. No even silly little rivial matters at the general store to take care of that usually broke down his very last nerves. Yet just as he thought of going all the way to a nice, small restaurant and have something to eat before taking a nap, conflict rose right before his eyes.
A small brunette, visibly hurt, was running past him with lightning speed. The raven haired raised an eyebrow at that but soon enough, he saw the cause. A bunch of wild, angered bullies.
Smirk.
With no more hesitation, Daisuke proudly took his beloved tonfas and began his merciless attack on the bullies while feeling ever so proud of it.
He was right after all, today was a damned beautiful day, and he'd really have it no other way. After all, this was the only element missing in his calm day. A good fight to settle down with his blood lust. And besides, they were no more than mere scholar bullies. Typical trouble makers who would swing their fists after hearing only a mere insult their way. Hence why it didn't took long before he'd have the pathetic brutes walk the other way with a glare and a few insults.
Then only one matter remained, the boy who had been running away from them. He had begun walking away but soon spotted the boy leaned against the wall of an alley, panting heavily in efforts to calm his labored breathing down possibly due to the massive running the boy had to do. Daisuke sighed, not putting his weapons back in their respected place just yet and walked toward the young brunette "You had best give me a good reason to have defended you." he told towards the boy before he leaned in to check on any wounds he could have.
Should he be kind or gentle? That was all something only the brunette could answer.
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Post by Aleksei Talai on Sept 17, 2011 21:22:39 GMT -5
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[atrb=height,350,true][atrb=cellpadding,6px,true][cs=2][atrb=background,http://i27.tinypic.com/ossaht.jpg,true][style=line-height: 14px; font-size:11px; letter-spacing: 4px; font-family: courier new; background-color: ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -15px; margin-bottom: -5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; text-align: center; color: #555555; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;]you're gonna wish you never had met me[/style] | [style=width: 305px; height: 353px; background-color: ffffff; margin-left: 5px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #555555; overflow: auto; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: justify;mopacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;]The boy just kept on running, it would be so much better if no one got involved, there was the way it was, and yet sometimes how things happened. He would rather keep people out of this, keep from them getting into trouble even if it did happen from time to time and there was really nothing he could do about it. This was not what he wanted to happened, no he wanted to get far out of this before anything else went wrong, he had to get out of here fast. He looked back to see someone, that black haired kid. He was dangerous, Talai had been told on his first day here not to get on his bad side, and here he was getting on that badside probably. He really wasn't good at listening to what people told him anyway, it was just not something he was looking forward to anymore. He wanted to run, as fast as he could, but he just pressed against the wall.
His body was too exhausted to go on further, with the injuries he might have under his clothes and how bruised his face probably was. But that was partially because he had decided to faceplant a wall while running away from them. He couldn't hear the fighting anymore, and shuddered, this wasn't good was it. Now he was still here and getting involved again, he should have kept running. But even he couldn't do that, his body wasn't all that strong, even if he tried to make it as strong as he could. He kept on trying to train himself, just to get better so he could prove the ones who called him weak wrong. 'Oh no....Daisuke Kondo...why didn't you just keep running idiot..'He didn't need to get on this person's badside ontop of everything else that had happened to him today.
He looked up at him, he was coming closer the kid hadn't wanted to look up either, out of fear maybe. Or he just didn't want to get into more trouble today, and the other dude's weapons already looked like they might have his name on it somewhere. 'What do I say...what do I say!' He was freaking out in his mind, and winced hitting his arm against the wall, he would have bounced around, but he didn't know what to say or do at this point."Uh...." The words wouldn't surface, he wanted to say sorry and that he didn't have to, but the words just wouldn't, it was like he couldn't say anything.[/style] | [style=float: right; width: 100px; height: 100px; background-color: ffffff; margin-right: 5px; border: 8px solid #ffffff; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;][/style][style=float: right; width: 100px; height: 100px; background-color: ffffff; margin-right: 5px; border: 8px solid #ffffff; margin-top: -2px; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;][/style][style=float: right; width: 116px; height: 122px; background-color: ffffff; margin-right: 5px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #777777; text-align: center; opacity: 0.9; -moz-opacity: 0.9;]"TAGS" |
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