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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Aug 2, 2009 14:40:06 GMT -5
The classroom was filled with decent sized tables, each with their own sewing machine on them. A wall by the teacher's desk and chalk board was filled with all sorts of fabric. The teacher of this class stood in awe of it all and let out a high pitched squee. He was going to be teaching others of fashion! It was just so exciting. Teaching...
"Oohh! I know it doesn't start for a good while, but I just cannot hold my excitement!!" Within moment's, Grell lept onto his teacher chair and began decorating the class. Nothing to much. Some nice red curtains over the windows gave a nice red tint to the room. A little bit more reddish stuff and a flick of the lights. The room was perfect. Definitely had Grell's touch on it.
He lept down and took a look around. "Oh PERFECT!" He yelped and gave a clap of his hands and looked around. No one was here yet. Moving to the corner of the room, Grell pulled out a CD player and put a stack of CD's on the side. Quickly he placed on in and moved back. Clicking a button on the remote. The songs were set to random, first one he got was...
Roses are Red by Aqua
"Oh I LOVE this song!" So, as he waited for his students... he began to bogey.
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Post by clumsykohaku on Aug 2, 2009 15:00:26 GMT -5
Kohaku was bored and had nothing to do at the moment. She decided to move on to her next class very early. That class happened to be fashion class. Fashion... Is my teacher going to be eccentric? She expected gaudy, crazy colors.
She arrived at the classroom and slammed open the door. She did not see crazy colors, but red. Lots and lots of red. Some song was playing that she knew definitely had the word 'red' in it. Too. Much. RED!!!
Kohaku slammed the door shut and then reopened it. She repeated this a few times, gave up the idea that she was seeing things, and entered the room. Pulling her hat down over her eyes, Kohaku silently walked to a random table and hid under it. "GAAAH! TOO MUUUUCH!!!" she abruptly blurted out. After she released her shock, she climbed out from under the table and sat on the seat while staring at the instructor the whole time.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Aug 2, 2009 16:17:53 GMT -5
Grell's dancing stopped as soon as he heard the doors open behind him. His head quickly turned to see a student standing there. Soon after, the door closed rather quickly. Then opened....then closed... He tilted his head in confusion. "What is going on?" He pressed the pause button on the CD and stuffed the remote to his pocket. He turned fully to the door and watched the little show going on before him...in his classroom.
Finally, the student made her way in. She had a cute little hat on. it was not part of the dress code, but non the less...this was fashion class...anything practically goes.
Grell watched her make her way inside, but was not truly expecting that kind of reaction form his first student. He raised a brow and flailed his arms as the student finished yelling only to sit and looked at her teacher before her. Finally, Grell huffed. Arms still flailing in the air.
"I worked hard in decorating this room! It is not to much red... There is never to much red! There is no such thing as to much red!" Grell announced quickly and moved over to the student's desk. He bent forward and had his eyes meet with her's. "You're awful early, by the way." He informed her with a wave of his right pointer finger. "Are you just as excited about fashion as I AM!?!" He yelped with joy and moved to open the middle window curtain. It was much brighter now.
He looked back to his first student and pushed some of his bright red hair back. "May I ask the name of my first student?" He asked, pushing his glasses a bit further up his nose.
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Post by clumsykohaku on Aug 2, 2009 16:40:23 GMT -5
Kohaku matched the teacher's stare. She opened her mouth and let hang open for bit as if she were going to say her name. But instead of that, she pointed at the teacher and said, "You flail your arms a lot." And she spun around on her chair. Her eyes brightened at the unanswered question he asked. "Ah, Kohaku is my name. And do you have a problem with my hat and scarf because if you do, I don't care..."
She twirled her amber-colored scarf around her finger and spun around in her seat again. "Am I excited? Not sure." Placing her elbows on the table, Kohaku supported her head with her hands. A fake smile appeared on her lips. "I think you're insane!" She laughed a bit to offset her blunt opinion.
Laughing a bit again, she spoke once more. "Nice to be learning with you as my teacher."
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Aug 2, 2009 17:50:30 GMT -5
Grell's smile faded away as the child spoke. How rude. Honestly. He felt his temper beginning to flair as the girl continued to speak. He waited until the brat was finished and marched over to the desk. A large growl came from his lips. "HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT." As his voice darkened, his hand came from behind his back and pulled out his crimson colored chain saw. It revved strongly as Grell moved closer to his new and snotty mouthed student.
"First off, I flail my arms.. Sure! Got a problem with that! Second, I am not insane!!!!!" The chainsaw roared louder as Grell held it to his side. "NOW I dare you to speak badly to me again or you will deeply regret it." Grell glared to the student, awaiting a rude response.
After a moment, Grell. however was not expecting such a reply form her. She spoke as if she was.... happy to learn with him as the teacher. His arm lowered and the chainsaw slowly revved to a stop. "Oh... Uhm..." He began to turn bright red.... Tossing the weapon aside to his desk and held his hands together and posed with joy. "T-Thank you, my Dear!"
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Post by clumsykohaku on Aug 2, 2009 19:58:23 GMT -5
"Cool... My teacher has a chainsaw..." Kohaku said in amazement. "Can I touch it?" She rummaged in her "has-everything" bag and pulled something out. The object she handed to the teacher. "It's candy... Want some?
"Please take it as an apology
I do not know what went wrong
I'm sorry, but it's a bad habit of mine
I hope you won't stay mad too long."
Kohaku finished her apology. "Cheesy, yes. Without purpose, no. Speaking in poetry is another habit I have." The teacher liked red so she also pulled out something else from her bag. It was her back-up scarf and it was red. "Just for this class, I will wear this scarf. Every time."
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Post by lunarflowerangel on Aug 2, 2009 20:19:09 GMT -5
Nayru giggled at the sight as she had just walked into the classroom, looking around the room. "Wow..." she whispered to herself. "So much red...." she smiled. She then noticed her roommate and smiled, waving. "Heya." she greeted, walking towards him.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Aug 3, 2009 9:10:15 GMT -5
Grell started to like this kid. She was smart mouthed but was decent at the utmost same time.
His eyes blinked widely at her as she pulled out some candy asking for an apology. He nodded, letting his bright red hair flow a bit. "Oh no no, don't worry! It's my first day really teaching something so.... it's bit nerve racking...Hee hee! But thank you!" Swiftly, Grell reached over and took a piece of candy. Butterscotch.
Awesome.
He began opening up the piece and noticed the girl dig into her bag more. Grell blinked at the next object she was able to pull out. a red sash. His eyes widened happily. Nodding to her words. "OH you'll LOOK GORGEOUS!!" He yelped happily and fangirled to himself. before long, his roommate had made it to the class. He looked to her a bit and smiled. "oh Wow! Everyone is coming early..!'" He announce excitedly. "Please, pick any seat you'd like." He waved a black gloved hand before him at all the desks around.
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Post by clumsykohaku on Aug 3, 2009 12:49:06 GMT -5
Kohaku noticed another student enter the classroom. The teacher looked as if he knew her. The newcomer also looked a bit familiar to Kohaku as well. She thought for a bit. . . "Ah! you're the girl that was in the Combat class, yes?"
She took off her usual scarf and tied the red one around her neck. As she buried the amber-colored scarf into her bag, Kohaku dug out another piece of candy. She tossed it to the other early student. "Naryu was it?"
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Post by lunarflowerangel on Aug 3, 2009 17:38:41 GMT -5
Nayru blinked and caught the piece of candy, smiling at her. "Nayru. You're taking this class too?" she asked, smiling more as she popped the piece of candy into her mouth. She walked towards a desk and put a black case that carried a dress that she had created on top of it.
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Post by psychopath on Aug 4, 2009 11:02:07 GMT -5
Akane made her way to a classroom. She slowly opened the door, entered, and quietly shut the door behind her. Scanning the room, she found other early students, the teacher, and a wonderfully red room. In her amazement, her fox ears and tail popped out. "ACK!" Her hands shot up to cover the ears.
She hung around the entrance waiting for her 'other' side to settle down. "I-is this the Fashion classroom?"
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Aug 9, 2009 12:12:16 GMT -5
Grell watched as the first few students were making themselves settled. He smiled. maybe this would be an even better class then that of Sebastian's little class. He treats those poor kids to hard. Knowing him.. He felt a bit of bitterness meet with his insides and he shook his head. ignoring that thought, he heard the door open by him.
"Oh?" His golden eyes looked to see a young girl standing there. Her little yelp was really quite cute. "Well hello! This is the fashion class! I am the teacher, Grell Sutcliff." With that he put his black gloved hand out towards the girl hoping she'd shake it. "Pleasure to have you here."
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Post by psychopath on Aug 9, 2009 16:56:55 GMT -5
Akane looked at the outstretched hand. She moved one arm to cover both ears sprouting out of her head to free the other. With this freed arm, she took the offered hand. Still a bit unsettled she said, "P-pleasure to meet you, too..." She fidgeted around wishing that her "other" side would go away already. Akane felt a bit stupid as her arm covered her head.
"I... like the room..." she complimented nervously.
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