Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen
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				Title: <strong>Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JaredSyn</strong> on <strong>27-10-2017, 15:45:44</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2017, 20:30:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9421631/740full-brock-o'hurn.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 28th, 2017 - noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>It was a nice warm day outside with only the calmest of&nbsp; breezes. Like all big cats, Troy was pretty content finding a patch of Earth to sun himself on. But today he was also nervous.<em> It's not a date! </em>But he still felt the same awkward anticipation as he did when he was a cub in puberty. He wasn't really even sure how she would respond to him. She had softened to his hybrid form but the last time they were near each other as just two humans - doors had been slammed. Was this how Clark Kent felt when Lois crushed after Superman but not him? What an odd sensation! <br><br>Lost in thought, he strummed his fingertips against his very muscular thigh as the crowds of co-ed passed by. He wore black slacks and just a plain white teeshirt that did little to hide the outlines of his muscles - the sleeves doing their best to contain his developed biceps. Down the path near the dorm rooms there ran a black dress wearing blur that was heading his way. Wasn’t that hard to do in heels? She managed well enough. His eyes were transfixed by bare legs (only barely noticing the thing on her ankle). His eyes traveled up to the hem of the dress and then realized it was her – L….something. She was breathtaking. <br><br>Damn, that dress! Troy actually heard the beast inside him whine in his head. Was she trying to get him to test his mate theory .... like right now? She pushed himself off the stone wall and kept his thumbs tucked into his pants pocket as he walked slowly towards her. She was rushing. For him? He pushed the lion back deep down inside and gave her a grin. "Hey there... Lindsey?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>15-11-2017, 21:00:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://gimps.de/pictures/albums/userpics/10001/jessica-alba-with-short-haircuts.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libitina Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 28th- morning just about!<br><strong>Location</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> late for lunch!<br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br>Libby ran down the corridor clutching the precious book to her breasts. Her hair was still messy clearly unbrushed, her appearance was impeccable otherwise. Libby's face was clean of makeup and her natural beauty shone though. As she approached the doors to the cafeteria she slowed. The brunette was unaware that Troy was watching her, Libby was slightly excited she wondered if she would get the irritating blind or the smooth lion man today? Her cool gaze passed right over where he stood weather by accident or on purpose was unknown. She scanned the crowd. Where was he?<br><br>She frowned. Did Troy seriously think she would wait around? He should be waiting for her, Libby&nbsp; decided. Her emotions were changing so fast that it was a wonder the woman knew quite how she felt about Troy being apparently late. It wasn't until Troy's smooth rumbly voice washed over her that Libby finally noticed the blond leaning against a wall. The brunettes heart plummeted slightly at seeing him in human form. Libby couldn't explain even to herself why she connected more with the hybrid then the man. She was jolted from her thoughts by his words. <strong> "Hey there... Lindsey?"</strong> "Lindsey?!" She scoffed. The instant anger melting away to rye amusement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2017, 21:11:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9421631/740full-brock-o'hurn.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 28th, 2017 - noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br><strong>"Lindsey?!"</strong> He put his large hands up in mock apology. "Sorry, sorry... I meant Lenore." He gave her a toothy grin but there was part of her that still looked dissapointed. Was it his appearance? She would be the first women to ever taken offense at that. Or perhaps she just preferred to be miffed at him? She scooped up his back pack from near the wall and came to her side. He almost offered her his arm but thought better of it. “You look beautiful.” Her hair, her face … she was perfect. Seeing her a bit in the raw made him wonder what it would look like to see her in bed first thing in the morning. He swallowed hard and did his best not to show his true feelings. He was the lion but she could and would eat him alive. <br><br>“Ready for some lunch? I brought another book for you …. Lacy.” Troy walked with her into the cafe. It was a large dinning hall straight out of the movies. He didn't care - they had steak. Though unsure of how she would take it seeing him eat it almost completely raw, he would get a hamburger instead. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>15-11-2017, 21:33:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://gimps.de/pictures/albums/userpics/10001/jessica-alba-with-short-haircuts.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libitina Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 28th- morning just about!<br><strong>Location</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> late for lunch!<br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br>Libby watched as he picked up a rucksack , unused to complements the brunette didn't respond but mearly walked beside him into the cafe. Libby was hungry. She learned with her power it was always best to eat and eat well. Glancing around at her options she grinned. Mm steak, that sounded good right now. She stalked over to the server. "Medium rare steak please" she asked the server politely. Tucking the book underneath her arm, she took the tray shoved at her by the staff. <br><br>Wandering over to a nearby table the brunette placed her tray and borrowed book down. Taking a little pitty on her companion she said "It's Li" that was all she would tell him for now. She was rather enjoying his suggestions although they were all a bit frilly. Especially Lacy!? Really?! Was it the dress that had brought up that party suggestion. Libby slid the book across to Troy when he joined her at the table and said. "The book was really interesting"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2017, 21:44:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9421631/740full-brock-o'hurn.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 28th, 2017 - noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br><strong>"Medium rare steak please."</strong> Troy stopped short and put a hand on his chest. Did large were-lion men swoon? If he did, it was the first time ever. <em>Mine!</em> That was the first time the instinct inside him made him SURE that she was his mate. A possessive wave hit him over the head and made him shift his eyes to any and all men that came near. Screw the hamburger. “I’ll have what the lovely Linette is having, but make it two.” He said to the cook and then threw her a wink. He took his tray and loped along behind her. Troy resisted the urge to pull the chair out for her. <em>She might just take it wrong.</em> “I’m glad to hear it. I couldn’t understand a word myself.” Troy sat across from her and pulled another book out. He put it on the table and slide it towards her, but only an inch. “L” then another inch. “i” He canted his head in a questioning look – awaiting the next letter.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>15-11-2017, 22:01:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://gimps.de/pictures/albums/userpics/10001/jessica-alba-with-short-haircuts.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libitina Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 28th- morning just about!<br><strong>Location</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> late for lunch!<br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br>Out of the corner of her eye Libby saw Troy place a hand to his heart. What the? And then the goofball ordered two of what Libby had ordered. <em>Two portions?!</em> Even Libby with her slightly heightened metabolism, which she had put down to her body creating magic or whatever the hell it was that allowed her to raise the dead. Couldn't manage two steaks she shrugged must be the lion man side of him. The brunette raised a wary eyebrow when Troy pulled her chair out for her.&nbsp; Libby had only seen that kinda move in the movies and then they were usually the black and white kind. The fiesty young woman vaguely wondered if there was a cinema room here, she wouldn't mind seeing some of the classics on the big screen. <br><br>Her eyes caught movement as Troy offered up another book, placing her hand on the book the brunettes fingers&nbsp; brushed Troy's for a fraction of a second.before skidding away to claim the new book. "B" Libby's full name was rare even in Mexico. She predicated that the blond wouldn't guess it unless he had some unusual names on that list of his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2017, 23:09:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9421631/740full-brock-o'hurn.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 28th, 2017 - noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>The touch of her fingers was enough to make his skin sizzle. He thought woefully, maybe kidding - What could he find that she wanted enough to try and jump him again? The letter she said pulled him back from his thoughts. "B?" At first he wasn't sure if he had heard it right. He sat back and gave her a puzzled 'really?' look with one raised eyebrow. "Your name is ... Library?" He smiled, teasing her before he started to eat his steak. (Though back in his mind he had a long to do list of finding female names that start with Lib.) He gave a small, contented sigh putting the first bite of food in his mouth. His were-lion side controlled his appetite for all things - food, and apparently, now for her. "The kitchen really does a good job here." He ate another, large, chunk and took a sip of his seltzer water. Sitting back he swept some hair back off his shoulders and let his eyes focus back on her. He had a kind but very interested look on his face. He wanted her, but he also wanted to know more about her. <br><br>"So what are you studying here at the Academy? I have a feeling that it has something to do with ancient lore from the Southern Hemisphere." If he couldn't even get her name, did he have any hope of learning anything else about her? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>16-11-2017, 11:15:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://gimps.de/pictures/albums/userpics/10001/jessica-alba-with-short-haircuts.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libitina Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 28th- morning just about!<br><strong>Location</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> late for lunch!<br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br>"Library?! While we have met in one. I'm certainly not named after one!" Libby responded a small frost crept into her voice. <em>Please tell me he's joking</em> she though slightly annoyed who has a name like that?! A wicked thought crossed her mind as she gazed at the blond. Cutting her own steak into small bitesize chucks she popped a portion into her mouth and chewed slowly savouring the good food. Libby already knew that the meals were far beyond the plain fare she had received in prison. The food there was literally forgettable.<br><br>Libby deliberately ate some more brunch before finally designing to answer Troy's question. "My power has roots in that part of the world for certain. The book you loaned me yesterday proves that." She reached out and opened the book still on the table flipping through the pages until see found what she was looking for. The brunette turned the book round for Troy to look at.<br><br>(https://image.shutterstock.com/z/stock-vector-necromancer-or-warlock-with-undead-by-grave-fantasy-magic-creatures-collection-hand-drawn-vector-540967699.jpg)<br><br>Libby grin was slightly evil. Would Troy put two and two together? Would he be shocked and disgusted by what she could do? Strangely Libby found she was concerned about his reaction. Why? She thought. I'm proud of who I am! Lifting her head she gave Troy the full force of her brown gaze. Waiting for him to call her names or simply walk away as so many had done before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>16-11-2017, 12:11:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/27/10/88/2710888c5f187d75741db724a9581e7b.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 28th, 2017 - noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>Watching Lib eat was mesmerizing. She probably didn't even know how she looked as she so carefully cut and chewed each piece. He had almost didn't even noticed the hint of annoyance in her voice. But he did, getting used to raising her ire on a daily basis. Hell, it was starting to become kind of fun to make his kitten draw her claws. The food must have been good enough to make her feel charitable though as her eyes lit up (though not in a good way) and she actually answered his question. <br><br>Maybe he would have preferred if she hadn't. <em>So she did have powers.</em> She watched him intently as he leaned over to look at the illustration she was showing him. Now, he had to admit that his eyes did something of a 'double take' - he wasn't expecting quite such a macabre scene. But he settled back into his chair, resting his right ankle over his left knee and taking the book into his lap. He looked at her for a moment, with no clear emotion or decision, and then back down to the book. He couldn't read the words but he flipped a few more pages to find other illustrations. <br><br><em>This ... explains a lot. </em> Her constant guard at being attacked, her fierce retort, and the way her entire persona was designed to be as spiky as her killer heels. She must expect rejection at every turn. But there was something more in her eyes - pride. Troy knew something of waiting for harsh reactions to who and what he was. Not to mention being ready to fight and defend his family legacy. Never had he sat on the other side of the table from it though. In just two short days this petite woman had given Troy a lot of new perspectives on life and his lot in it. She also made him feel less alone. Not that he <em>really</em> felt comfortable with the idea that she... raised the dead? That was what this illustration was implying, right? It was beyond his ken in terms of his world view. <br><br>He looked up as if to say something but the waited. "Excuse me a second, hmm?" He set the book aside and pulled out his phone, deftly swiping till he found what he was looking for. Who knows what she thought he was doing. After a few minutes of shaking his head and hunting down ... something, he looked back up and passed her his screen. It had a picture of a man in a very academic looking suit. "So I attended a lecture given here by a visiting professor from Brazil last year. His focus was artifacts and art history surrounding some more esoteric aspects of The Cult of the Dead and it's evolution over time. He is actually what inspired me to look into the auction these books came from. Not sure if he is coming again this year, but it couldn't hurt to contact him." <br><br>He reached out with one of his very long arms to set his hand over the back of hers and squeezed lightly. "You're going to have to work a lot harder than that to scare me off." Troy gave her a wink and a grin, pulling his hand back as he continued to eat his lunch. Oh, he had hundreds of more questions for her - but for now he would just enjoy the company of his new favorite, and dare say most interesting, co-ed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>16-11-2017, 15:00:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://gimps.de/pictures/albums/userpics/10001/jessica-alba-with-short-haircuts.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libitina Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 28th- morning just about!<br><strong>Location</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> way to many emotions<br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br>Libby felt her stomack drop as Troy practically dismissed her from his sight. Even picking up him phone and pretending to "look" at something on it. Well, never could it be said that Libby couldn't take a hint! Placing her cutlery down with a clank the brunette placed her hands on the table and had half risen from her chair when Troy showed her what he had been looking for. Her gaze locked on the&nbsp; proffessor for a few moments, before they looked up at Troy. Libby started at him. Her head tilted just who was this guy?<br><br>She had seen the double take he had done at the picture, and known he had at least took a guess at what she could do, but it didn't seem to bother the blond. Infact he said in that smooth rumble of his <strong>"You're going to have to work a lot harder than that to scare me off."</strong> Libby sat back down with a flump, like seeing the air come out of a hot air balloon the woman felt suddenly deflated. Even thought the academy had mentioned she may be mated to a shifter the fiesty woman hadn't really seen that being an option, yet maybe with Troy?!<br><br>Suddenly she stuck her hand "Libitina Gomez" Troy had earnt her name and was on his way to earning her trust " You can call me Libby"&nbsp; her gaze returned to the phone screen that man, hadn't she seen him before somewhere. Where though, Libby thought carefully they certainly hadn't met but she felt that she had seen at least his face before. <em>Ah! </em> that was it she thought. The day before in the library. The book Troy had gotten down for her had been written by this guy! "That's Proffessor Mabuz? Isn't it!?" Her face lit up with excitement someone who might be able to help her focus her power! At last she was getting somewhere, and it was all thanks to him....Troy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>17-11-2017, 01:42:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/27/10/88/2710888c5f187d75741db724a9581e7b.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 28th, 2017 - noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> happy<br><br>He nodded at the name of the professor, watching her, Libitina, go all giddy over the information he had shared with her. He smiled behind his glass of setlzer water and wondered how his luck had seemed to turn around so quickly. Hell, it was hard for him to contain his own satisfaction at having 'won' her over - at least enough to earn her name. Troy was a bit afraid of what else he might just turn over to her to make her happy. <br><br>He finished off his steaks and waited for her to finish before clearing up both of their plates. Coming back over her set his pack down on the top of the table. He opened it up with a sly smile and pulled out the rest of the books from the auction. "I brought these ... just in case. Just try to get them back to me in one piece?" Troy smiled down to her and then looked towards a clock on a nearby wall. "I have to get to my next class but maybe we can meet up in the park again sometime soon?" <br><br><div align="center">[To the Draighionn Academy Corridors (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277417.0)]</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>18-11-2017, 16:47:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://gimps.de/pictures/albums/userpics/10001/jessica-alba-with-short-haircuts.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libitina Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 28th- morning just about!<br><strong>Location</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> way to many emotions<br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br>Libby ate slowly and enjoyed every bite, when she had finished Troy took her plate without her uttering a single word. <strong> "I have to get to my next class but maybe we can meet up in the park again sometime soon?" </strong> The brunette nodded her agreement absentmindedly. She almost didn't notice that Troy had left her eyes locked on the books she had converted. There amongst the works was the fabled Grimorie, that she had been researching. The name of the book "Sacerotium Umbae Mortis" <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> A Grimoire of Infernal Necromancy- found an image on Google, hopefully not offensive! (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/9c/c7/3a/9cc73a777361867e6b313706000b59ce--occult-books-infernal.jpg)</div></div> was instantly recognizable to Libby. <em>This is it!</em> she thought almost gleefully. Picking up the books with the utmost care. She slipped from the cafe after Troy and headed of to class.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>19-11-2017, 03:37:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/dwayne-johnson-young-wallpaper-4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Bracken Forester<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> Morning, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe / Kitchen.&nbsp; <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka <br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277412.msg13682685#msg13682685">Quote from: Levi on 18-11-2017, 19:44:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name</strong>Ninotchka Morozov<br><strong>Time/date</strong> Morning October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> Room 199- cafe<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br>Nino offered Bracken a tentative smile. Reattaching herself to the male she followed him from the room. "Well if you like roller skating, ice skating is not much different, just on ice really!" She gushed. Even though they were following the same main walkway, Nino still took the time to look around her. She had already partly memorized what Bracken had told her on the way there.&nbsp; The walk was filled with awkward silence, the shy young shifter not really sure how to proceed. That was until a student came flying past from behind rudely shoving into Nino.<br><br>The girl tripped, her feet carrying her right into Bracken's back, and her arms naturally sliding around his waist as she righted herself, she lingered for a moment Nino's whole front pressed firmly up against Bracken's back. The blonds face was bright red with embarrassment, this was the most intimate she had been with anyone, ever!&nbsp; When she felt stable enough she slowly and rather reluctantly pulled herself away from him, but her hand somehow transferred itself from Bracken's arm to holding his hand. Nino glanced at him shyly from the corner of her eyes, where she was stood slightly behind him, the girl couldn't see his whole profile. However Nino hoped that Bracken didn't mind this sudden turn of events.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bracken smiled softly.&nbsp; He had heard that ice skating was a little more difficult to do than roller skating, but had no frame of real reference to back his thought up.&nbsp; But it really wouldn't hurt to try it.&nbsp; Bedsides, it would be a great excuse to go on a date with this ravishing beauty.&nbsp; <br><br>As they trekked down the hallway, Mason was short on words.&nbsp; He was usually more talkative, but just being with Ninotchka was enough for hm.&nbsp; He wasn't even looking where he was going (or the traffic of students) when one of them rammed Nino into him.<br><br>As Nino tripped, she was slightly behind him, or he may have caught her sooner.&nbsp; Her dainty arms wrapped around his waist.&nbsp; He front was pressing against his back.&nbsp; He could feel the outline of her breasts through her outfit and his.&nbsp; Her gorgeous face was red with embarrassment.&nbsp; He was a little sad when she started to pull away.<br><br>Bracken held out his hand to help her up.&nbsp; That's how their hands landed into each other.&nbsp; He helped her to her feet.&nbsp; “You know, if you really wanted to hold my hand; all you had to do was ask.”&nbsp; He said trying to relieve her embarrassment.&nbsp; He put his other hand on top, but didn't hold it hard.&nbsp; If she wanted to pull away, he would not stop her, but he was making it clear that he wanted her hand to stay.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>25-11-2017, 18:41:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://s8.favim.com/mini/150901/adorable-beach-beauty-blue-eyes-Favim.com-3219218.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Ninotchka Morozov<br><strong>Time/date</strong> Morning October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> cafe<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br><br>If Nino had any blood left in her cheeks to blush Bracken's words certainly would have made her do so, her hand lingered in his and her sharp green eyes lingered on his face. Was it to hold of her to want more, she couldn't explain it but she felt drawn to this male. Reaching up she cupped her free hand to his face. A shy smile crossed her features as the blond leaned in. As she inched closer to him her eyes fluttered shut and she placed the gentlest of kisses like a butterfly wing on his lips. Almost instantly a shock of pure desire sprung through her and the shifter gasped.<br><br>Her hand moved from his face to the back of Bracken's head. Her lips left his and Nino's eyes opened. The young woman had no experience to fall back on but she knew she wanted more. Would that be allowed? He was a teacher?! Nino was very glad that she had already signed up to see the headteachers she certainly had a lot of questions. Her gaze was questioning Bracken silently. She had taken that first timid step. Would he take things further?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>26-11-2017, 13:15:52</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/dwayne-johnson-young-wallpaper-4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Bracken Forester<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> Morning, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe / Kitchen.&nbsp; <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka <br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>Bracken felt like a knight in shining armor when he 'saved' Ninotchka from falling.&nbsp; His brown eyes gazed into her green ones.&nbsp; He skin was soft to the touch and then she reached up to feel his face.&nbsp; He was glad he had shaven just before the assembly.&nbsp; Her hand was so gentle and dainty.&nbsp; <br><br>When she kissed him, sparks seemed to fly.&nbsp; He wanted so badly to kiss her back passionately, but already the crowd of students were staring at them.&nbsp; He needed to talk to the headmaster and headmistress to see what the rules were, especially since the school was erected so shifters could meet.&nbsp; <br><br>His heart was pounding hard and he could not deny the connection he felt.&nbsp; She was still in his arms, and he still wanted badly to kiss her back.&nbsp; Would he get in trouble?&nbsp; Would he loose his job?&nbsp; A long moment passed as indecision filled him.&nbsp; “What the hell.”&nbsp; he thought.&nbsp; He leaned forward and kissed her back.<br><br>The kiss was light and airy, more like a peck on the lips back.&nbsp; He was curious if she would continue the kissing lesson, and didn't want to force her into something she wasn't ready for.&nbsp; But a crowd was gathering.&nbsp; He wanted to kiss her more and more, but his professionalism caught up with him.&nbsp; He helped her to her feet, and upright instead.&nbsp; “So, what are you hungry for?”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>03-12-2017, 20:17:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://s8.favim.com/mini/150901/adorable-beach-beauty-blue-eyes-Favim.com-3219218.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Ninotchka Morozov<br><strong>Time/date</strong> Morning October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> cafe<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br>The kiss had been sweet and innocent which for Nino's first kiss was magical, she could however feel the rolling tension within Bracken, had she been to bold? Surely if he was spending so much time with her, he was at least interested? As Nino's hand reached up to touch her lips she became suddenly aware of the crowd gathering around them. Ah! So that news why he had held back. The blond found herself smiling in delight. So he hadn't wanted an audience. How sweet!<br><br>The timid young shifter reached out and took his hand to an oooh from the crowd and a blush crept over her cheeks still she clasped his hand firmly in hers as she asked "Do they have rabbit?" The meat was Nino most commen source of food, but any meat would be acceptable, perhaps she should try some food from the area? "How about a hangburger?" She asked not realizing she had pronounced it wrong. Nino walked with Bracken to where the food was being served. There was plenty of selection. Meats, fruits, veg and deserts. She let go of his hand to grab a bowl and filled it with colourful fruit, and then gazed at the main selection. Some of the dishes were completely unknown to her. "What's that?" She asked pointing to a specific dish.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>05-12-2017, 03:46:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/dwayne-johnson-young-wallpaper-4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Bracken Forester<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> Morning, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe / Kitchen.&nbsp; <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka <br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>Bracken helped her to her feet.&nbsp; She was so light, he felt he could hold her and carry her all day.&nbsp; “I think they might have rabbit.&nbsp; They are used to serving all sorts of food since they get students from almost every corner of the earth.&nbsp; We could ask if you want.”<br><br>But then she suggested hangburger.&nbsp; He did not laugh at the mispronunciation.&nbsp; In fact, it was cute and helped him keep his smile from the almost very embarrassing moment the just had.&nbsp; “A hamburger sounds wonderful.”&nbsp; he said gently enough so it wouldn't sound like he was corrected her word.&nbsp; <br><br>She pointed to a dish asking what it was.&nbsp; &nbsp;“That is sushi.&nbsp; It's popular in Japan and is becoming more popular in America as well.&nbsp; They have Italian, Mexican, and Asian dishes here.&nbsp; And whatever they don't have ready, they can usually make.&nbsp; They may even have dished from the region you are from.&nbsp; Where exactly are you from anyways?”<br><br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>05-12-2017, 18:02:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://s8.favim.com/mini/150901/adorable-beach-beauty-blue-eyes-Favim.com-3219218.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Ninotchka Morozov<br><strong>Time/date</strong> Morning October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> cafe<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br>"Hamburger, sushi" Nino rolled the words over her tongue to get used to them, the girl picked some sushi and a hamburger and rolled Bracken as he lead them to a table. As they sat down she responded. "I am from the mountain range known as Yamantau. The closest village to where our pard lives in Mezhgor'ye....In Russia. We keep very much to ourselves."&nbsp; In fact the pards location was so secluded that if Bracken wanted to visit Nino would have had to give him map coordinates. The blond picked up some sushi and popped in her mouth. Taste exploded in her mouth and the girl closed her eyes and moaned "mmmm!" <br><br>She was very much used to plain easy care, with limited seasonings so the explosion of rice and cucumber and meat was a real change for Nino. Next the girl took hold of the burger gingerly and took an experimental bite. The food was hot and delicious! " I think I will enjoy the food here!" She exclaimed delighted. She munched for a few moments before asking "Where are you from?" Nino wanted to know everything about the male before her.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> I looked up the area, and while fairly certain Mezhgor'ye is a town I'm not totally sure </div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>07-12-2017, 12:47:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/dwayne-johnson-young-wallpaper-4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Bracken Forester<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> Morning, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe / Kitchen.&nbsp; <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka <br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>Bracken cracked a smile when Nino picked up both the sushi and the hamburger.&nbsp; Most people didn't eat both in the same meal.&nbsp; So, Bracken chose both as well.&nbsp; Her accent was a little thick, but seemed to purr with every syllable.&nbsp; He had a feeling that she was from Russia.&nbsp; He ate a piece of sushi, wondering what else the beauty didn't know.<br><br>He chewed and swallowed, taking a drink of water before answering the woman's question.&nbsp; “I'm from Moore, Oklahoma – in the United States.&nbsp; I wasn't born there, but spent most of my life there which explains why I don't have a thick Southern accent. “&nbsp; <br><br>He could not stop staring at the luscious eyes.&nbsp; They seemed to have a hypnotic affect on him.&nbsp; He longed for her to like it at the academy.&nbsp; He never wanted her to leave.&nbsp; “So, um, this thing that you have to see the headmaster and headmistress about... Is it something I could help you with?”<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>16-12-2017, 15:42:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://s8.favim.com/mini/150901/adorable-beach-beauty-blue-eyes-Favim.com-3219218.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Ninotchka Morozov<br><strong>Time/date</strong> Morning October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> cafe<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br>"Oh!" She smiled as he reminded her about meeting with the dual headmaster and misstress. "My pard is quite and small, we keep ourselves very much to ourselves. My family were worried and sent a letter to them." She gazed up from her food.she had so much to tell her family already about the academy, and she might mention meeting Bracken to.<br><br>"So I'm afraid it's not something that I need help with, but if I need help in future i'll be sure to let you know" Nino told him with a small laugh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>17-12-2017, 17:58:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/dwayne-johnson-young-wallpaper-4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Bracken Forester<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> Morning, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe / Kitchen.&nbsp; <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka <br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>Bracken sat opposite of Ninotchka at a table for two.&nbsp; He ate very slowly as he listened to every word the woman had to say.&nbsp; He wanted to know more about her.&nbsp; He wanted to reach out and hold her hand while they ate.&nbsp; He wanted to kiss her but relented.&nbsp; <br><br>He felt rather awkward as he wasn't sure what to do at the moment.&nbsp; Then he reached out and touched her hand and gazed into her eyes. “You have a beautiful laugh, and if you had an illness I would stay at your bedside until you were well.&nbsp; I would help feed you soup until you were better and nurse you back to health.&nbsp; I would protect you from all harm.”&nbsp; <br><br>He wasn't sure where the words were coming from.&nbsp; He knew he said them and meant them, but could not believe that he would go this in depth with somebody he barely knew.&nbsp; He took a deep breath.&nbsp; “I'm sorry.&nbsp; Did I go too far?”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>17-12-2017, 20:08:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://s8.favim.com/mini/150901/adorable-beach-beauty-blue-eyes-Favim.com-3219218.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Ninotchka Morozov<br><strong>Time/date</strong> Morning October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> cafe<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br>Nino grinned. Had he said to much?! No and she shook her head again and again. Nino turned her hand so that the blond could hold Bracken's hand. The shy woman stared at the man before her is slight amazement already she felt a deep bond building between them despite the fact they were almost stranger's. She gazed around as she sat with him. Nino was in no rush to get up or leave, quite content to sit in the silence that for her was rather pleasent.<br><br>Turning her attention back to Bracken she searched for a conversation,so evening to keep them talking. Even though she was shy of strangers and males in particular she should practice her conversation, and who better then a teacher who may be her potential mate!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 12:26:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/dwayne-johnson-young-wallpaper-4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Bracken Forester<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> Morning, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cafe / Kitchen.&nbsp; <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka <br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>As Bracken sat opposite of the gorgeous woman across from him, he became more and more certain this was 'the one'.&nbsp; He wanted to take control of the situation and be the more forceful one; which he was more comfortable with.&nbsp; But he needed to know what the rules were for courting a student.<br><br>Slowly, he ate all of his food, still gazing upon her.&nbsp; He didn't want the scene to end, and usually he was much more talkative than this.&nbsp; “Well, I also need to talk to the administrators.&nbsp; Perhaps we can meet later today for a walk?”&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Cafe/Kitchen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>29-12-2017, 21:51:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://s8.favim.com/mini/150901/adorable-beach-beauty-blue-eyes-Favim.com-3219218.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Ninotchka Morozov<br><strong>Time/date</strong> Morning October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> cafe- Nino's room<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br>Nino smiled as she finished her meal "I would love that" rising from her chair she collected the tray and empty plate then she moved to the cleaning station.sliding the tray into one of the empty slot,she turned and returned to the table. "I should go unpack" she offered her companion. "I'll meet you later at my room" she offered with a smile. Turning again the young shifter began to walk away from Bracken and the table they had shared. She needed to settle in and the blond was sure that Bracken as a teacher would have plenty of responsibilities but that didn't mean she didn't want to see him again and soon.
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