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Conner, Headmaster Conrad Hatings
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Dec 22, 2012 12:03PM

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Kai Hawthorne.
I walk into the training room and see that it's empty. More thing for me to train with.
After a while of simple knife play I get bored and leave.
((Usually we talk in third person:
Example:
Kai walked into the training room. She saw that it was empty...
Sorry! It will make it easier though! Trust me!
Example:
Kai walked into the training room. She saw that it was empty...
Sorry! It will make it easier though! Trust me!
"Yo! Anyone here?" Ash called out, looking around the large room in wonder.
"Guess not" she muttered to herself, a huge grin plastered on her face. She pulled her long hair to hang against her back and took her large knives from her backpack, her fingers grazed over the blade lightly.
"Guess not" she muttered to herself, a huge grin plastered on her face. She pulled her long hair to hang against her back and took her large knives from her backpack, her fingers grazed over the blade lightly.
"I'm here." Cynthia called out, "Don't you dare spin around and throw those things at me!"
"Well I think there are two of us." Cynthia said and pulled out some matches.
Ash huffed, laying down her knives on one of the benches next to her backpack.
"You answer now? I was about to swing those things" she gestured towards her knives, her hair already falling to cover her emerald green eyes.
"You answer now? I was about to swing those things" she gestured towards her knives, her hair already falling to cover her emerald green eyes.
((NO FIRES!! YOU BURN DOWN MY SCHOOL AND I WILL CUT YOU INTO PIECES WITH PIANO WIRE, GIVE YOU TO THE GOODWILL, AND DANCE ON YOUR GRAVE!!!!!!!!!! love you.))
((YOU DO THAT, PUNK! YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M PROBABLY NOT GOING TO HAVE A GRAVE BUT YOU CAN THROW MY ASHES INTO HELL IF YOU LIKE. BUT BE WARNED...ROBOT UNICORNS WILL HUNT YOU DOWN!!!!))
((Jokes are confusing... Love you too!))
((What a weird group...awesome))
Xhorxhia wrote: "((What a weird group...awesome))"
((This..made the moment.))
((This..made the moment.))
(9You all are crazy! I love you though. yes a moment was made. lol. TRAIN!!! Stop spamming me!! lol *smiles*))
Ash huffed again, hating the fact that she's being ignored.
"Maybe I will swing one of my babies" she muttered to herself again, turning away from the other two.
"Maybe I will swing one of my babies" she muttered to herself again, turning away from the other two.
"Yeah, but she might hit me." Cynthia said while juggling three boxes of matches.
Ash glared back at her, grabbing one of her knives and walked towards her.
"Are you sure about that? Teacher" Ash teased, giving her a not so friendly grin.
Maybe this is why she can never make any friends.
"Are you sure about that? Teacher" Ash teased, giving her a not so friendly grin.
Maybe this is why she can never make any friends.
Cynthia scoffed. "Why would I burn here? I don't have any enemies." Cynthia looked at the teacher, "Can I burn a small thing, like a tissue?"
((No. You can go outside and start a Bon fire though. We have a fire pit. Knock yourself out. It's in the commons.))
Ash smirked, crossing her arms over her chest and let her knife dangle, resting on her thigh.
"Ok then, if you're so great, teach me" Ash said, glancing over at her and Cynthia.
She laughed.
"Tissues?".
"Ok then, if you're so great, teach me" Ash said, glancing over at her and Cynthia.
She laughed.
"Tissues?".
((But I don't want to knock myself out. It hurts...))
"I'm a Pyromaniac, what did you expect?" she asks the teacher before turning to Ash, "Yes tissues. What did you want me to burn? Your Face?"
((Don't sas me. BTW, the headmaster is in his bedroom with the other headmaster. sooo, yeah. Check it out. lol NOT LIKE THAT!!!))
Ash ignored Cynthia's comment and sat her knife down again, this time sitting next to it comfortably and crossing one knee over the other.
She smiled teasingly, waiting patiently.
She smiled teasingly, waiting patiently.
((Hey, are you talking to my character?))
((It's not that, she's got some issues, haha, don't worry she'll behave))
Ash sighed, dropping her smile.
"I do have them, just not with me at this moment" she explained, in tossing her legs.
Ash sighed, dropping her smile.
"I do have them, just not with me at this moment" she explained, in tossing her legs.
((Are grenades long range? They were invented in the 10th Century which is about 900 to 1000, I think.))
Ash nodded, turning to face Cynthia.
"Well, have fun with your tissues" said Ash, putting her knives back into her backpack.
Shame she couldn't use them at the moment, maybe some other time when she's alone.
Ash turned around and headed out of the room.
"Well, have fun with your tissues" said Ash, putting her knives back into her backpack.
Shame she couldn't use them at the moment, maybe some other time when she's alone.
Ash turned around and headed out of the room.
((Haha, ah this group is fun)
((What have YOU got against tissues? They are like containment cells for all the nasty stuff that you may have inhaled when you breathe.))

Cynthia groans. "I really don't want to fight," she said, "especially not with that dagger." She grabs her matches and shakes them. "Those are all I have."
((Weapons are available on a wall rack. The best of every weapon imaginable. Okay, maybe not the best...))
Ash stopped walking and looked bak at Cynthia.
"I like tissues" she stated, and then left the room.
"I like tissues" she stated, and then left the room.
"Talk, woman!" Cynthia said to Abiteth, "I really don't want to die today and I really need to burn something."


"No, I don't know what else is," Cynthia replied and shook the matches again, "How about you let me burn something and then I'll come back and we can continue?"

At this point, Abiteth took an orange out of her pocket and chucked it at Cynthia's face, "Orange peels!" she yelled before sprinting to the door. Turning one last time, she said, "They make fires smell yummy!"
"Thanks but they won't smell good when I set fire to a gas station!" she yelled at the door. She picked it up of the ground and put it in her pocket, heading for the dorms.
Ash followed him in, taking a look around the room again.
"I've always wanted I train in here. So what do you do best? Knives? Bows?" She asked him, grabbing one of the big knives from the bench.
"I've always wanted I train in here. So what do you do best? Knives? Bows?" She asked him, grabbing one of the big knives from the bench.
"Hmm" Ash hummed, grazing her fingers across the blade.
She looked up at him.
"Show me then".
She looked up at him.
"Show me then".
"Awesome" she grinned.
"How do you do that?" She asked, genuinely taking interest.
"How do you do that?" She asked, genuinely taking interest.