Comments | cardcaptor_bmc: [August 29, morning] -- Outside Taylor Hall (OPEN)

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[August 29, morning] -- Outside Taylor Hall (OPEN)

May 12, 2010 16:29

The morning dawned unseasonably cool for late August, but that didn't keep the students of BMC confined to their rooms. Two in particular sat sprawled nonchalantly on the Senior Steps - one towards the top, one at the bottom - as if daring anyone to approach them for any reason at all ( Read more... )

complete, marik ishtar, lelouch lamperouge, hideyoshi, florence bakura, kevin

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savior_zero May 12 2010, 20:37:18 UTC

A U-Haul truck pulled up not far from the Senior Steps. After parking as close to Pem as possible, a tall black haired boy jumped out of the passenger seat. The man in the front seat needed no direction; it seemed like he was in a dream-like state. Stepping out of the front seat, he moved to the back, and opened up the back of the truck, wherein a large pile of boxes and a few other men sat, dazed looks on their faces. They hopped out and started taking boxes over to Pem East.

The boy meanwhile walked to the back of the truck to supervise the loading. There was no need for him to exert any physical effort in this endeavor.

thievesnsteves May 12 2010, 20:53:13 UTC

Every bird visiting the buffet outside the Steps took wing at the commotion caused by the truck, causing their benefactor to jerk his head up in annoyance, searching for the cause of the disturbance. Scowling and rising from his own perch in turn, he set his arms firmly akimbo and strode up to the boy, swaggering with all the confidence self-righteous indignation could bestow.

"OHH, WHAT - THE - FRICK," he complained loudly, tossing his head to complete the "wounded-and-pissed" impression. "Watch where you're *EFF*ing driving, you nerds! You're frightening all the birds away. How in the name of Project Runway am I going to be reunited with my long-lost best friend if he fears approaching the sumptuous banquet I have prepared exclusively for his rediscovery ( ... )

savior_zero May 14 2010, 01:33:37 UTC

The boy turned, visibly annoyed. Don't tell me I need to geass another student already, he thought. I'd rather keep my options open for those I might be in close quarters with...

"It's a driveway, cars are supposed to be here." The boy said with a voice of confidence. He took a look up and down at the boy in front of him.

"HOLY SHIT! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WAS SPAMMING MY INBOX!!!!"

thievesnsteves May 14 2010, 02:01:18 UTC

The standing boy blinked as he found himself switching from accosted to accoster in mere seconds. Eventually, however, either the other's words or his face sank in. His tanned jaw dropped.

"HOLY FRICK!" he exclaimed, pointing as if the object of his shock wasn't immediately clear. "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO THINKS HIS BACK IS SEXIER THAN MINE!!!!"

His companion on the steps, meanwhile, seemingly sought to bury his head in his newspaper; two particularly unruly tufts of pale hair stuck up over the headline. "Marik, blood pressure," he snapped in a low, warning sigh, crossing his ankles (fashionably clad, as were the rest of his legs, in a particularly striking pair of tight leather pants). "We've been over this."

Marik, for his part, simply gawked some more. "WHA--THAT'S MY DORM," he informed the new boy, pointing at the building into which the men, unimpeded, continued to file. "I COMMAND YOU TO TELL ME WHAT THE JEEBUS YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING THERE!"

aawk May 14 2010, 01:43:32 UTC

A large brightly coloured bird stuck its head around the corner of Taylor and observed the scattered bird seed in front of the steps.

*What are they doing? Seeds don't grow on pavement.*

The bird sidled up to the steps, hiding behind the azalea bushes. Who knows? There might be chocolate hidden somewhere on the humans. College students seemed to be fond of the sweet.

savior_zero May 14 2010, 02:11:33 UTC

"Your dorm?" The boy scowled. You have got to be kidding me. There's now way he's...

The boy shook his head, trying to keep his cool. "This is the dorm I've been assigned to. I hate to break it to you, but you have to share the dorm with a number of other students as well. Don't worry though, I'll stick to my hall if you stick to yours. Maybe we can have a livable situation." Even if you're an annoying little prick.

thievesnsteves May 14 2010, 02:32:35 UTC

"Of course I know I only get the one room," Marik drawled in annoyance, crossing his arms and tapping one foot. "In fact, I even have to share! With Bakura over there." He jerked his head back towards the steps. "We had attempted to escape the limitations of our comfortably-furnished yet cramped dungeon abode by emerging here! Still, you keep to your hall, binky-boy, and I'll keep to mine--"

He gave his new best fiend his absolutely best distrustful glare, one which he had practiced in the mirror and which had given himself shivers so he knew its effectiveness to be beyond dispute. This, however, did not suffice.

"--Until I take over the world, that is!" he finished triumphantly, arms returning fisted to his hips. "Live in security while you can, binky-boy! Oh, and by the way, I'm winning. A dress? Come on, man. We may be effeminate, but that doesn't mean we have to insult our masculinity ( ... )

aawk May 14 2010, 02:41:57 UTC

Kevin looked at the fluffy human who was now staring at her hiding-bush. She straightened up from hiding behind the admittedly too small azalea and stared back.

*Do you have chocolate?*

She tilted her head and flapped her wings to emphasize the importance of the candy to the conversation.

savior_zero May 14 2010, 02:42:26 UTC

Oh god. The boy had to control himself. Do not geass this idiot yet do not geass this idiot yet DO NOT GEASS THIS IDIOT YET.

"I'd prefer if you didn't call me binky-boy. How old are you, twelve? The name is Lelouch, Lelouch Lamperogue. And as for the dress bit..." Lelouch grinned. "I bet you just didn't have the balls to photoshop a picture. You ever hear the phrase 'real men wear pink'? Same concept."

thievesnsteves May 14 2010, 03:03:19 UTC

"I AM SIXTEEN GLORIOUS YEARS OLD! And I will call you whatever the hell I want, Le--leloo--" Marik frowned, twisting the name up in his lips. "That doesn't sound American. Or Japanese. Or even Egyptian. That sounds French. Are you French? I bet you're French." He glowered. "You would be French. Also I never say that...thing you said I say. You made that up! Because I didn't.

"As for me--" Marik pulled the Millennium Rod out from where it dangled in his belt loop behind him, but where the writer hadn't bothered to mention it had been tucked earlier since the Millennium Rod is only ever revealed to be on Marik's person once the plot demands it, and flourished the Item dramatically. "I am the extremely cunning, dastardly, EVIL mastermind MARIK SEBASTIAN ISHTAR III! But you can call me Marik. No, on second thought, you can call me Master Marik. For only boring people call me that. And you bore me. With your pitiful excuses for repartees and your - your skinny jeans and your ( ... )

savior_zero May 14 2010, 03:09:33 UTC

"It's Britannian, you twat. The, uh, late prince had the same name as me. Quite common actually." Lelouch shrugged. It wasn't the first time someone had messed with his name. There were multiple reasons as to why Shirley started calling him "Lulu" in the first place.

"As for your rod... thing-" Lelouch stopped, as Marik's blood-curtling scream went out. "WHAT THE HELL?"

Lelouch turned, staring at the giant bird standing near the steps. "Okay, that's new."