05-01-2011, 07:02 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-01-2011, 07:05 AM by DragonMasterX.)
OOC: Deathseal, Lizzy, Raziel and Kyle could be in the same classroom. They are, after all, the same age. If it's okay with Casey, I'll just assume that's the case.
What happened to johnalt, Casey? Thought you were looking for more players, but I see you playing two chars now. o.รด Just being cautious so it doesn't become too much of a strain for ya in case you become busy.
IC:
Lizzy turned to wave at the troupe as they bid her farewell from their tent, "Bye bye Grandma Sally, Uncle Sten! See you laterrrr!" she said cheerfully, holding onto her backpack before she began running off.
"Elizabeth, dear. It's the other way around!" Sally called out, making Lizzy turn her head mid-way.
"Oh, whoops. This time for sure, see you laterrrr!" she laughed, kicking the ground to make an instant 180 degree turn before she set off as rashly as before. Lizzy had never been good with directions, but she made up with speed at least.
"Do you think it'll be okay, Sten?" asked Sally, grabbing his arm for reassurance.
"Wiv raised her as much as we could, Sal. We just ain't the kind of folk she oughta learn her stuff from," the big man smiled, glad that they'd been able to afford her at least a year or two in this town. "'sides, she needs'tah see what the world's like outside the tent. Make friends her age and see 'bout living a diff'rent life, yah?"
"That's reassuring, but I still worry..."
"Natural. She be strong tho', will make it back in one piece," he looked up as if he had sounded incomplete, "'coursed, given she don't get lost first, hahaha," he laughed, before getting bonked on the head by Sally.
"Don't say such things. She's my baby and she'll be fine, okay?"
"Oww, if that's all it took you coulda hit me before I said all the inspiring stuff," Sten complained, not that it had hurt him at all, and smiled, "Here, let's go rehearse with the boys. Lizzy oughtn't find you with a long face, Sal," he smiled. They both then proceeded to vanish into the tent.
(School)
A couple of blocks away from the tent was the central park, and a couple more of her going straight made Lizzy realize how near she actually was to the school. "This place sure's big... Wonder what kind of talents there are here?" she smiled, bouncing her way to the entrance hall. In her way, several eyes already were falling upon her beautiful body and bountiful assets.
She wasn't dressed in much more than a white tank top, whose fabric was struggling to contain her perky DDs, aided only by the bra she had managed to salvage from a store, and a pair of blue jeans she had saved up to purchase with some leftover money from her own hard work at the troupe, which accentuated her wide, femenine hips. Grandma Sally didn't let Lizzy to appear in the shows, not because she didn't have talent, but Lizzy was too much of a klutz to keep her strength in check, and hurting clients was not the way to go to make profit. Regardless of the poor choice of clothing, it didn't stop people from admiring her sexy figure.
Looking left and right, the dragoness was inspired with awe at the sheer amount of people going in and out of the establishment. It was the first time for her to visit a school, but she had already been given a rough explanation by Grandma Sally. School is a place where all kinds of people go to learn every sort of different stuff, like maths or history.
With her inquisitive nature, Sally had of course become enthralled with the prospect of learning new stuff, plus maybe she could teach people a thing or two, not that she knew she was strictly a student here. The word history kept ringing in her head, however. When asked, Grandma Sally had told Lizzy it was the tale of everything that had happened in the past and everyone who had been part of it.
Innocent as she is, Lizzy had taken it literally and was hoping to find about her biological parents, why they'd abandoned her. The troupe was her true family now, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that a troupe of bears and tigers couldn't have made a dragon. Lizzy, however, had been thoroughly explained that Sten, when he found her as a baby, had decided to take her in to be in the family.
"History... I wanna learn history..." she repeated in her head, but her pointy ears soon fell flat against her skull as she realized she knew not where or who would teach her. Tugging on the straps of her backpack in anxiety, she began pacing back and forth.
A helpful teacher soon spotted Lizzy walking around aimlessly, and offered help. Lizzy accepted of course, and soon enough she was standing in front of who happened to be her homeroom teacher inside the history classroom.
"Excuse me, sir," the teacher said to his colleague, "She's the new student we had scheduled for today. It seems she got lost in the premises, so you'll have to forgive her tardiness."
A few concealed laughters resonated in Lizzy's ears, though she didn't know what was funny. Somehow though, she felt target to it and blushed in shyness. There were so many like her here, in age at least. She stayed silent, leaving the introductions to the adults.
"Class, settle down," the homeroom teacher said, "This is Elizabeth. She travels around with her family and they've chosen this school for her tutoring this year. She's not only new but also inexperienced in schooling, so I hope you'll all be as patient with her as I want you to be of her assistance should she need anything, alright? Okay. Go take a seat," he urged Lizzy, who nodded and walked over to an empty desk chair just beside Raziel. "That's all, thank you," he said to the history teacher, then excused himself.
The class seemed to be lost in silence for a bit as Elizabeth put her backpack down. She was like a curious child taking in her new surroundings, paying no mind to whatever everyone else was thinking of her. Then she noticed the brainy student next to her, "Oooh. Are you a shark?!" she suddenly asked out loud after making eye contact, smiling widely.
What happened to johnalt, Casey? Thought you were looking for more players, but I see you playing two chars now. o.รด Just being cautious so it doesn't become too much of a strain for ya in case you become busy.
IC:
Lizzy turned to wave at the troupe as they bid her farewell from their tent, "Bye bye Grandma Sally, Uncle Sten! See you laterrrr!" she said cheerfully, holding onto her backpack before she began running off.
"Elizabeth, dear. It's the other way around!" Sally called out, making Lizzy turn her head mid-way.
"Oh, whoops. This time for sure, see you laterrrr!" she laughed, kicking the ground to make an instant 180 degree turn before she set off as rashly as before. Lizzy had never been good with directions, but she made up with speed at least.
"Do you think it'll be okay, Sten?" asked Sally, grabbing his arm for reassurance.
"Wiv raised her as much as we could, Sal. We just ain't the kind of folk she oughta learn her stuff from," the big man smiled, glad that they'd been able to afford her at least a year or two in this town. "'sides, she needs'tah see what the world's like outside the tent. Make friends her age and see 'bout living a diff'rent life, yah?"
"That's reassuring, but I still worry..."
"Natural. She be strong tho', will make it back in one piece," he looked up as if he had sounded incomplete, "'coursed, given she don't get lost first, hahaha," he laughed, before getting bonked on the head by Sally.
"Don't say such things. She's my baby and she'll be fine, okay?"
"Oww, if that's all it took you coulda hit me before I said all the inspiring stuff," Sten complained, not that it had hurt him at all, and smiled, "Here, let's go rehearse with the boys. Lizzy oughtn't find you with a long face, Sal," he smiled. They both then proceeded to vanish into the tent.
(School)
A couple of blocks away from the tent was the central park, and a couple more of her going straight made Lizzy realize how near she actually was to the school. "This place sure's big... Wonder what kind of talents there are here?" she smiled, bouncing her way to the entrance hall. In her way, several eyes already were falling upon her beautiful body and bountiful assets.
She wasn't dressed in much more than a white tank top, whose fabric was struggling to contain her perky DDs, aided only by the bra she had managed to salvage from a store, and a pair of blue jeans she had saved up to purchase with some leftover money from her own hard work at the troupe, which accentuated her wide, femenine hips. Grandma Sally didn't let Lizzy to appear in the shows, not because she didn't have talent, but Lizzy was too much of a klutz to keep her strength in check, and hurting clients was not the way to go to make profit. Regardless of the poor choice of clothing, it didn't stop people from admiring her sexy figure.
Looking left and right, the dragoness was inspired with awe at the sheer amount of people going in and out of the establishment. It was the first time for her to visit a school, but she had already been given a rough explanation by Grandma Sally. School is a place where all kinds of people go to learn every sort of different stuff, like maths or history.
With her inquisitive nature, Sally had of course become enthralled with the prospect of learning new stuff, plus maybe she could teach people a thing or two, not that she knew she was strictly a student here. The word history kept ringing in her head, however. When asked, Grandma Sally had told Lizzy it was the tale of everything that had happened in the past and everyone who had been part of it.
Innocent as she is, Lizzy had taken it literally and was hoping to find about her biological parents, why they'd abandoned her. The troupe was her true family now, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that a troupe of bears and tigers couldn't have made a dragon. Lizzy, however, had been thoroughly explained that Sten, when he found her as a baby, had decided to take her in to be in the family.
"History... I wanna learn history..." she repeated in her head, but her pointy ears soon fell flat against her skull as she realized she knew not where or who would teach her. Tugging on the straps of her backpack in anxiety, she began pacing back and forth.
A helpful teacher soon spotted Lizzy walking around aimlessly, and offered help. Lizzy accepted of course, and soon enough she was standing in front of who happened to be her homeroom teacher inside the history classroom.
"Excuse me, sir," the teacher said to his colleague, "She's the new student we had scheduled for today. It seems she got lost in the premises, so you'll have to forgive her tardiness."
A few concealed laughters resonated in Lizzy's ears, though she didn't know what was funny. Somehow though, she felt target to it and blushed in shyness. There were so many like her here, in age at least. She stayed silent, leaving the introductions to the adults.
"Class, settle down," the homeroom teacher said, "This is Elizabeth. She travels around with her family and they've chosen this school for her tutoring this year. She's not only new but also inexperienced in schooling, so I hope you'll all be as patient with her as I want you to be of her assistance should she need anything, alright? Okay. Go take a seat," he urged Lizzy, who nodded and walked over to an empty desk chair just beside Raziel. "That's all, thank you," he said to the history teacher, then excused himself.
The class seemed to be lost in silence for a bit as Elizabeth put her backpack down. She was like a curious child taking in her new surroundings, paying no mind to whatever everyone else was thinking of her. Then she noticed the brainy student next to her, "Oooh. Are you a shark?!" she suddenly asked out loud after making eye contact, smiling widely.
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