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Post by Larxene on Aug 16, 2009 22:17:27 GMT -5
She sighed in irritance, this was definately not going well. She had registered for the fashion class, and was so far doing terribly at the sewing half of it. "Stupid...NEEDLES!" Larxene said angrily as she pricked her finger, drawing blood "This is such a waste of time.." She threw the silvery fabric away from her that she was supposed to be turning into a dress. It was after class, and Larxene had barely listened to the teacher the entire class, now she was at a loss of what to do. "Damnit..why does this have to be so difficult?" She growled under her breath and sucked on her finger that was bleeding. Although it didn't hurt, it was immensely uncomfortable. Being a nobody, Larxene had no feelings, nothing, but cuts and whatnot made her uncomfortable. It was sort of like a phantom pain for her, and it always ticked her off.
"...Why can't these instructions be more CLEAR?!" She snapped, staring at the paper in front of her. She put her head in her hands, irritated beyond belief, and when Larxene was irritated, you stayed at least 10 feet away from the female, because she could snap at any moment.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Aug 16, 2009 22:32:32 GMT -5
Grell was finishing putting stuff away in the closet near his class room when he heard a blood curling yelp that got his attention. He turned around quickly and ran to his classroom doorway to see one of his newest students having a almost tantrum. he tilted his head and opened the door slowly. The girl now had her hands to her head and her breaths seemed paced. She was not happy.
Grell smiled slightly. He knew just where she was at. it's just how he felt when he first tried to sew. Did not go as well. She was doing well at first, but it seemed she got sick of it. The line is always drawn once you bleed. He moved a little closer to her and looked to the silver almost dress that sat on the ground. He picked it up to inspect it. He looked to Larxene and smiled. "This is beautiful! You're doing a magnificent job." He informed her and folded it neatly, placing it to the desk next to her. "Why don't you take a break. You don't need to finish this until next Wednesday." He informed her calmly for a moment and took a step back.
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Post by Larxene on Aug 16, 2009 22:39:38 GMT -5
Larxene blinked, as the irritating dress was lifted from the ground and placed on the desk next to her. She glanced at her teacher and ran a hand lightly through her hair. She had tossed her Organization cloak over the back of her chair, revealing her thin figure. A black tank top with "Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me" adorned her top half, and a plain pair of blue flares completed the outfit. Black heels clicked on the floor as she managed to calm herself down.
"That dress is irritating me" She admitted "..I'm following your instructions, however...the stitches are all wrong.." She grumbled out, still in a temper, she was about to snap and throw something. Her hands were now at her sides, clenched tightly. 'WHY Did it have to be a dress?" She snapped. "It's not like someone's going to wear that ugly thing.." She looked away, her eyes blazing. Her psuedo emotions were shining through, which was increasing Larxene's temper quite a bit.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Aug 17, 2009 22:39:51 GMT -5
Grell listened to her as she spoke of it being all wrong, even though she followed his Directions. "Most everyone has trouble with the start. Even I did." Grell confessed, trying to make her feel a little bit better. He hated seeing the beautiful students look down on each other.
Grell flinched a little as she asked as to why it had to be a dress. He shrugged ever so slightly after a bit of silence. "Well...you never know. That is the thing with fashion. People with love it...then people wont. I find it to look beautiful at the time. If you keep working at it, you may get there before you know it." He snapped his finished once he finished and smiled wider to her. She might have been the one who was upset, but at the time, Grell was in an oddly decent mood.
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Post by Larxene on Aug 17, 2009 22:47:17 GMT -5
Listening to Grell, Larxene found her anger abating "..I just hope it'll look half-decent on me..I'm not much for dresses" She admitted, looking at him for the first time that entire conversation. Her blue eyes momentarily stared into his golden ones and she quickly turned away "..Hm..maybe if I redo the stitches it won't fall apart so easily.." She said, standing up straight, and picking it up. It had fallen apart again. A frustrated noise came out of her but she stamped it down. Emotions didn't exist for her, she was a Nobody therefore, she couldn't feel..but..she swore she felt SOMETHING. "...Mind if I stay a bit longer?" She asked, side-glancing at the red-headed male "..I might need a little bit of help..if..umm..that's alright.." She said quietly.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Nov 24, 2009 9:56:08 GMT -5
Grell listened to the girl as she seemed to somewhat nervously ramble, but Grell understood her words. She was so cute. There was just something about her that he found greatly interesting.Nodding as she mentioned about the stitching, he looked it over and rubbed his chin. "Yes. The stitches just need to be a bit tighter, but nothing a bit more sewing cannot fix!" Grell sighed with a giggle and moved in closer at the scene.
A soon glance from the dress back to the young woman as she spoke up some more. She still seemed..somewhat nervous. Grell saw where she stared at his eyes for a strong moment but looked away rather quickly. His eyes widened as he felt a sort of red meet his cheeks. That happened often, but not like this. He rubbed his cheek and looked away as well. A look of uncertainty rose on his brow. There was something cooking here....he just was a bit confused... that was new.
Grell looked back to her with a wide grin as she asked that she may need help. He raised his hands and gave his knuckles a good crack or two and flexed his long fingers. "I'd be more then happy to help you, My dear! Tis why I am here!" He exclaimed triumphantly.
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Post by Larxene on Nov 24, 2009 10:12:30 GMT -5
Larxene sighed heavily and threaded the thread through the eye of the needle, and made sure it was secure, before she sat down, her eyes narrowed as she slowly stitched the fabric together. She winced as the needle poked her "OW" She hissed and sucked at the wound. Her features hardened and she clenched her fists, tossing the fabric back onto the table, electricity crackling around her in a dangerous way.
She stood up, and started pacing back and forth, attempting to control her temper. There was no way she was going to put up a storm in here, it'd kill everyone! She continued to pace, walking a bit faster, trying to use up the electric energy that was coursing through her veins. She could snap at any moment and she sure as hell didn't want Grell seeing just how savage she could be. She wasn't called the Savage Nymph for nothing after all. Pulling a kunai from her pocket, she started twirling it around her finger, and threw it with deadly accuracy, lodging the weapon in the chalkboard at the front of the class. Larxene may be pretty, but there was much people didn't know about her.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Nov 29, 2009 16:11:16 GMT -5
"EEp!" Grell yipped as the girl yelled in pain, on trying to mend to her small wound. Small bits of static began to somewhat surround her causing Grell to move back ever so quickly. So this girl was much more then she seemed.
His eyes watched her carefully as she paced back and forth. Seeming as if she was trying to keep something in and from what Grell could tell, her power was strong. It was amazing to see her to try hold it in. "L-Larxene. Slow down. It's ok. Just don't move through the seams so fa-" Before he could finish, the girl quickly took out a weapon of her own and gave it a simple twirl. Then a sudden toss and the weapon impacted the chalk board. Grell's eyes grew wide.
"Oh...my..." His golden eyes looked back to Larxene. Suddenly, he felt a different tone about this girl. He was unsure what, but he felt so good being around this now dangerous woman. Clearing his mind for the moment, Grell moved towards her and waved his hands calmly. "Take deep breaths... Just breathe and we can work on this next time in class. Alright?" Grell informed calmly, his words almost sounding like a purr.
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Post by Larxene on Nov 30, 2009 9:57:43 GMT -5
Larxene's eyes flashed and she glared at Grell, more visible yellow electricity began sparking around her. Someone needed to calm her down, and not just by words. "Stay away from me!" She snapped coldly.She regarded him, looking at him almost cautiously, she didn't know if she could trust him or not, her stance stiffened as he slowly came towards her. Why the hell was he so intent on calming her down? What was the use? Seriously? It wasn't like she wanted someone to care about her, eyes flashing again, she nimbly moved towards the chalkboard, yanking the weapon out, it had left a deep indent in the hard board, and had gone through into the wall behind the chalkboard, so she had a bit of difficulty getting it out. She yanked it out with force and she stumbled back a bit..right towards Grell.
(Sorry about the short post!)
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