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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/8/2015 2:37:12 AM
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[i]She sees his past because that's what he was thinking about, him growing up, him training with his father, climbing diamond head Mt, fighting, getting his tattoo, performing fermi nail tribal dances and war cries as well as pushing through harsh storms and rain. [/i]
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"You an American or a savage native?" [b]She sends to him through his mind, an obvious sarcastic tone with it[/b]
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[i]I caught this and half grinned, i looked at her and thought. "I'm just well rooted with my culture is all." I said with a wink[/i]
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[b]She slightly smiles at you, tapping her desk with one hand and playing with her silver hair with the other, awaiting the teacher[/b]
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[i]I flashed a smile and leaned back, soon the teacher walked in and looked at me[/i] Teacher:"What ya looking at Mr.Lutu." Renzo:"Just enjoying the view." [i]I said looking back from the girl with the silver hair.[/i]
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"Well, the view doesn't enjoy being looked at" [b]She says playfully, looking back at you[/b] [i]Fun fact: I'm 20, flirting won't work on me. [/i] [b]Immediately after, Alex walks in, late, and sits down behind Natalie[/b] [i]Might work on her though[/i]
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[i]He chuckled and looked back at the teacher[/i] Teacher:"No flirting in class." Renzo:"My bad." [spoiler]Wait I thought the girl with purple hair was 20?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Nope. That Alex, she's 15. [/spoiler] [b]They pay attention to the lesson, Alex quickly getting bored and levitating a pen, being a mover Genesis, before crumpling a piece of paper and throwing it at the teacher when she isn't looking[/b]
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[spoiler]Ah[/spoiler] [i]The teacher turns around and catches the piece of paper[/i] "Now was that necessary?"
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"No, but it sure as hell was funny"
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"I guess it was."[i]She said as she threw it in the trash can from across the room.[/i] "Three pointer" [i]She said to herself and I laughed a bit at this.[/i]
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[b]As she said it, she throws it a bit to the right, making her miss slightly[/b]
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[i]Their was a second trash can near it, so it fell into that one. The lesson went on and we were told to work on pages 52 in our books with a group or by ourselves.[/i]
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[b]Natalie decides to go solo, whereas Alex looks for someone to partner with[/b]
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[i]She sees plenty of groups to join but she sees Renzo alone in the back, working silently[/i]
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[b]She decides "screw it" and works with her sister[/b]
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[i]They look at the questions and it asks Who was Martin Luther? What year did his movement take place? What was he group named? And so on, as for Renzo, his book was closed and he was leaning back listing to music and messing about with his pencil[/i]
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[b]Nat does the work, while Alex decides to screw with him and levitated the earbuds from his ears, and the pencil she sent flying towards the board, in clear view of the teacher, lifting your hand to make it look like you threw it[/b]
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[i]The teacher looked back at who threw it but Renzo had seemingly disappeared. She shrugged it off and went back to work and Renzo re appears from the light coming from the window and say back down, listing to his music.[/i]
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[b]She slightly chuckles, returning to work[/b]
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[i]He made made a hardlight butterfly knife in his hand and messed with it as he waited for the bell.[/i]
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[b]She looks at this, and tosses a paper airplane at it, burning the plane[/b]
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[i]I look at the paper plane and chuckle, I put the fire out with my hand and formed the knife into paper plane it self and threw it back over to her. [/i]
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[b]She telekinetically stopped it, sending it back, and writing on a piece of paper, sending it over[/b]
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[i]He caught it and read the paper.[/i]
