Draighionn Academy Corridors
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				Title: <strong>Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JaredSyn</strong> on <strong>27-10-2017, 15:50:33</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/15/04/911504b63b67372531021f5babc2ec47.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">~Draighionn Academy~ Corridors</span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>06-11-2017, 14:16:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cosmopolitan.fetcha.co.za/wp-content/uploads/image171.jpg)</div> <div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/uQmAXSU.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Orphan<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> October 27, 2017, 3:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corridor near the library<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Sofina, Open<br><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Sofina "Fi" Barrett<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong> October 27, 2017, 3:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corridor near the library<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Orphan<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong>&nbsp; Dispute<br><br><br><br><hr><br>Orphan didn’t stop even as he heard the feminine shouts of a woman behind him. He kept walking, carrying his barking and snarling Judas. He hoped that if he continued to give whoever was chasing him the cold shoulder, then she would get the hint and stop following him.<br><br>Even in flats and jeans, Fi felt as comfortable running at a good clip as she did walking. There was a bit of added adrenaline and exasperation mixed in, but still - she gained on the shirtless man. "Hey! I'm not giving up. What you did back there, (<em>was amazing except for the killing the rabbit part</em>), was uber reckless!!! Were you trying to get expelled on day one?! Answer me!"&nbsp; <br><br>Orphan felt his heart leap in his chest at the girl’s shouting. What was she trying to do? Announce his business to the entire world. He stopped walking and sharply turned on the girl, his nose wrinkled like the snout of an angry wolf as he sharply stared her down. The imp continued to thrash about in his make-shift bag, hanging in his clenched fist. He pointed a finger at her and demanded firmly, “Shut up and stop following me.”<br><br>It was psychic girl. He should have known. The imp would have taken her face right off if she had been a normal human. Deep down, some kind man trying to survive his dark and distrusting demeanor felt that he should have been guilty and apologized. But he didn’t apologize. She shouldn’t have been in the way.<br><br>She didn't really expect him to stop and so his quick turn made her hop and skitter to a stop. Luckily it was something that wasn't uncommon to have to do in races so she stumbled but didn't slam straight into him or fall on her ass, again. His voice was ... stunningly aggressive and haughty. "You ... are mad ... at me?" Her voice turned to a low but thick whisper. "You almost got me mangled and unleashed that.. that.. whatever on the whole school? And I need this place intact, dammit!" Her voice wavered at the end. She really, really couldn't go down with him on this. <br><br>Orphan dark brows only closed harder together when she started putting the blame on him. As obvious as it was his fault……..The magus turned and started on his way again. “Just shut up about the imp. I need it for somethin’. The situation is under control now. If you don’t wanna get killed, then maybe you should mind your business.”<br><br>Sofina steamed. This wasn't just about what he did, it was what she could <strong>learn</strong>. <em>Mind your business.</em>His words dripped slowly into her ears, like a challenge. And if her father's strict upbringing had taught her anything it was how to win at all cost. "Fine" Her tone changed as he walked away, still loud enough to hear her clearly. "But you owe me." She turned and headed back towards... the library. Powerfully spoken words like his lingered like finger prints. "And if you won't tell me..." a mere whisper now as she decided to go check out a book.&nbsp; <br><br>Orphan stopped and glanced back at psychic girl as she stormed away. He <em>owed</em> her. He arched a brow at her retreating back and huffed a short laugh before he muttered under his breath, "The hell I do."<br><br>The magus headed for his dorm room. He would return to the library as soon as he was finished with Judas.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>18-11-2017, 11:05:35</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 - afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corridors<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> After his last class of the day, on the phone with his older brother Zavier. <br><br>While he was trekking around Europe and Africa over the summer, gathering artifacts and rare books for his family's collections, he had daydreamed of being back at school, getting to sit idly in class and just taking a break. Now he couldn't seem to stay focused on the professor or the art history slides being shown. Usually he was quite fastidious when it came to his notes. Today he was drawing abstract sketches of random things he saw in the slides. All he could think about was his kitten, err... Libby. Hopefully she would still let him (or just begrudgingly ignore it) call her kitten or dove. It was said out of appreciation and interest, after all. He couldn't wait to see her again, but he didn't want to get back on her bad side by being one of those guys that shows up at every turn - not after he made some ground with her today, or so he thought.<br><br>That class had felt like it had gone on foreeeeever, but soon he was up and out - walking down one of the corridors back towards his dorms. There was small nook in one side of a hallway, where there was a bench and a spot he could sit and space out on his phone. <em>Anything to distract me from thinking about her more. </em> Done for the day he would eventually make his way back to his dorm and then maybe head to the garden. Swiping through his call list he sees that his brother had called him while he was in class. Troy glanced at his watch and did his best to calculate what time it would be back at the compound of his brother's pride. He hit a button and the phone rang. <br><br>"Hey bro!" They exchanged brief pleasantries and then his brother went on to ask him some questions about what happened to the books in the last auction lot that hadn't made it in the last shipment. "Oh, they are here with me still. I wanted to look them over." Being a curious cat, Troy was known to linger on certain artifacts that he wanted to learn more about. So his brother bought the lie. Then things turned to more general, personal questions.<br><br>"Oh, yeah, school has started back okay. I just got out of one of my art history classes. It goes fine, always a little dry but that's okay. How are the new cubs doing?" His brother had found his mate a few years back and though it had taken some time, she recently had their first litter. <br><br>"And, Zed, on that front... I, um, think I might have found... <em>her, my mate."</em> Troy pressed his back against the stone wall, one knee propped up on the stone bench. Sitting in a recessed nook he was away from prying eyes and ears, or so he thought. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>18-11-2017, 17:34:27</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- Afternoon<br><strong>Location</strong> Corridors<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> listening in on a conversation<br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br><em>What a day!</em> Libby was mentally drained. Classes had been packed with tons of information about time tables and homework. Things like what was expected of her and making sure she had one -to- ones with all the teachers. If she heard one more self assuming prick think think that just because her background wasn't the best, meant she would automatically cause trouble. Well Libby might just set a flesh eating zombie on them! She grumbled to herself angrily, her heels clicking loudly along the empty corridor. <br><br>She stopped in thought, no she wouldn't really raise the dead like that again, at least not in perpose. The first time by accident had been quite enough! She was about to carry on her journey when she heard a familiar voice, peering around the bend in the corridor Libby spied Troy sat covertly in a nook clearly on the phone to somebody. <em>I wonder who he's talking to?</em> Libby mused she was about to step into sight her foot already of the floor when she heard him say <strong>I, um, think I might have found... her, my mate. </strong> Libby literally froze. She was sure her heart just skipped a beat.<br><br>Was he talking about her?! They had only just met surely he couldn't know something so important so soon?! And if he wasn't talking about her then why the hell had Troy been flirting with her?! Libby literally saw red. "TROY!" She stepped into view and walked right up to him *SMACK* the crack of Libby's fist catching him unawares on the bottom of his chin reverberated down the empty corridor. "YOU....you!" She spluttered. How could she have been so foolish! Libby had enjoyed her time with the hybrid and had been a little willing to work with the human side, not now though! Not willing to wait she turned away from the stunned male and began to walk away. Her vision was a blur. <em>No!</em> she though. He doesn't deserve my sadness. Her shoulders straighted to almost ram rod as she coldly gave Troy her back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>18-11-2017, 18:11:11</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b8/5f/58/b85f5855a4e17a6809e0b09daea299f7.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 28th, 2017 - afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corridors<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> WTF?!?<br><br>He was about to tell his brother all about Libby and how all his emotions and instincts went haywire around her when ... "Troy!" He didn't even have time to register what the word meant when he was sucker-punched in the jaw and his head was sent slamming into the stone wall behind him. Reeling, he reached out to grab onto something for stability but all he found was air - falling off the bench and crumpling onto the floor. Troy scrambled to his feet, his normally blue eyes turning the deep orange of his full lion form as he looked for whoever had attacked him. <em>Who the hell would be stupid enough to challenge me?</em><br><br>Down the hallway he saw that short, tight black dress walk away from him and growled. What was she playing at? He had warned her before. He started a heavy walk in her direction which quickly turned into a run. He normally was able to keep a calm check on his other forms but not now - he felt his change like a rip, unlike the normally calculated shift he had so deftly worked to control. His eye teeth elongated, his claws pierced his fingertips painfully, his boots expanded and broke open. His shirt became a tattered rag and his pants bulged against his larger muscular frame. Troy was behind her... fast... and he quickly scooped up her lithe frame in his powerful grip - tossing her over his shoulder. His voice boomed in that same deeper rumble that she would remember from the gardens but it had lost it's peaceful cadence. "We need to talk!" <br><br>And with that he stalked back towards his room, not really caring too much about her protests. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>18-11-2017, 19:24:21</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- Afternoon<br><strong>Location</strong> Corridors<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> <br><strong> Wearing </strong>https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg (https://data.whicdn.com/images/36097573/large.jpg)<br><br>It had felt so good to punch that slime ball, Libby decided, marching away with quick determined strides, she didn't look back to see what had happened, as the brunette walked she rubbed the knuckles on the hand she had punched Troy with. It was slightly red already, the fiesty girl had put a lot of power into that one move. She was absolutely fuming, muttering to herself about how she should have know better, that she had let someone get that close to her. Which was properly why Libby never heard Troy until it was to late!<br><br>Quite suddenly she was being lifted up of her feet and unceremoniously slung over a broad, furry shoulder, a shoulder that had the ripped remains of a shirt barely hanging to it. "Put me down!" Libby didn't yell her voice was low and deadly. Her hands lashed out unaffectedly at the hybrids back. Her feet lashed out at Troy's chest. "Like I would go anywhere with you!" She ragged. Libby certainly didn't hold back, all the way back to Troy's room she continued to lash out, due to her position the brunette couldn't get access to her blade. Weather that was deliberate on Troy's end, Libby didn't know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>07-01-2018, 17:07:31</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> Afternoon, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corridor <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka, open<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>It took Bracken a lot longer to get with the administrators than he thought.&nbsp; He kept putting it off because he was afraid they would say he couldn't date (or have sex with) Ninotchika.&nbsp; He was already wondering if she minded if he called her Nino, as that was a lot less of a mouthful.<br><br>His heart was racing fast as he was going to tell her the good news.&nbsp; He had a strange feeling that she may be a little hesitant and too slow for him, and it was his role to pick up the pace and take control of the situation.&nbsp; He didn't know where to look for Nino, so he stood in the corridors asking passerbys if they have seen her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>14-01-2018, 21:22:04</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>Afternoon, October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> corridor<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br>It had been several hours since Nino and Bracken had gone their separate ways? The shy young shifter had managed to unpack and settle in to her new home. She was actually starting to miss the male. A vision of his rippling muscles piped into her mind and the young woman found herself blushing intensely. She decided on the spur of the moment to visit the library, perhaps she would find a book on mating and how all that worked.<br><br>Rising from her bed she set of, soon however she was quite lost and turning a corner into a random corridor she spied Bracken stopping random students. Her head tilted and she watched him curiously for several moments. Walking towards him a smile broke out over her features as she asked "Bracken? What are you up to?!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>16-01-2018, 12:24:31</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> Afternoon, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corridor <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka, open<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>Bracken had been longing to see Nino.&nbsp; She had such beauty and grace.&nbsp; On some level, he knew he would have to take charge of the situation.&nbsp; But there would be a delicate balance of what's too fast, and what's too slow.&nbsp; Plus now he had official permission to date and see her.&nbsp; One part of him just wanted to carry her to her room and make sweet passionate love to her.<br><br>But that was too fast.&nbsp; Nino seemed a little skittish, and he didn't want to scare her away.&nbsp; Then her heard her wonderful voice.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was tall and could look over most students, so he saw her immediately when he turned his head.&nbsp; “I'm looking for you.&nbsp; That's what I am doing.”<br><br>He strolled over to her, dodging students.&nbsp; He didn't care anymore if they gawked.&nbsp; He bent down a little to reach her height, and kissed her gently right on the lips.&nbsp; The kiss was closed mouth and lasted only a few seconds, but he wanted to make sure she knew that he could be in charge and still loving.&nbsp; <br><br>“I missed you.”&nbsp; It may have only been a few hours, but every second away from Nino was torture.&nbsp; She was so soft and dainty.&nbsp; She smelled wonderful, and he was curious of her reaction to his sudden kiss.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>27-01-2018, 21:19:31</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>Afternoon, October 27th 2017<br><strong> Location</strong> corridor<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Bracken<br><strong>Misc Information</strong><br><br><strong>“I'm looking for you.&nbsp; That's what I am doing.”</strong> Nino's heart fluttered in her chest as Bracken admitted he had been looking for her, a sweet and slightly goofy grin appeared as she gazed at him, quiet suddenly she realized that she was right beside him and it hadn't worried her at all,not until it was that Bracken lent in a pressed the softest of kisses on her lips.&nbsp; As he pulled away her hand raised automatically to touch her lips as they tingled pleasantly.<br><br><strong>"I missed you"</strong> Bracken told her and the young woman smiled. "I also missed you" she responded sweetly. She liked the male shifter more and more as time went on but her submissive nature couldn't and wouldn't allow her to take any drastic measures, she hoped he had read that in her stance for even in human form her body tried to tuck itself away to show her submissive nature and allow him to take the lead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Corridors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>29-01-2018, 00:00:44</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> Afternoon, October 27<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Corridor <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ninotchka, open<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> <br><br>There was something about Nino that just seemed to scream for him to take charge.&nbsp; His mind fluttered with what to do first.&nbsp; He knew whatever they did should be his choice.&nbsp; The corridor was filled with students passing back and forth.&nbsp; He needed privacy, so he could take control.<br><br>Then he knew what they could do.&nbsp; “Would you please join me in the garden?&nbsp; I still haven't shown you around very much, since we both had so much to do when you first arrived.&nbsp; “&nbsp; He thought it would be perfect.&nbsp; There were private places they could talk, kiss, and even go further.&nbsp; 
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