Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 5, 2012 17:47:00 GMT -5
[STYLE=font: 30px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; width: 390px; margin-bottom: -11px; text-align: center;]THE CANVAS OF MY SOUL[/style]
[/color] The boy spazzed a little bit, but just moved to grab some cake.
It reminded him of the things his brother said to him, he used to joke about how the cake was a lie. But of course Yuuki just went right on eating it, or shoved some into his brother's mouth. What a time to be thinking about his younger brother and older brother, that was just a bit odd to him. They were not here so he could understand that he would think about them. Maybe he should go visit them later it wouldn't be that bad. And what could his parents do if they never knew after all he was always saying he would just be busy with school. They seemed to believe that enough, giving a bit of a frustrated sigh he looked around to pick a table.
He was really tired and just wanted to forget about it but it wasn't like he was going to be able to. They always wanted to make him do things and it frustrated him. His parents trying to keep them apart, placing the tray down on the table he stumbled a bit and almost hit the table. Just hearing the laughs behind him he growled and wondered what they were laughing about. Instead of getting angry he just laughed with them and went to get something clean off his face. Looking up to the doors he thought he saw someone coming in. "Why are they so mean...? I just slipped.." he muttered to himself but didn't focus really.
Just feeling like someone was watching him, from the back or from anywhere really. But he couldn't pick who it was this might be a bad thing then. He wanted to turn around but he tried not think of it, just looking up at the doors again. he knew someone was there waiting, or at least walking in. But he was standing out more then the others.
Bumping into them and falling back onto the ground he shivered. "I..I..sorry." He wouldn't look up not sure who he would end up seeing.[/style][/td][td][atrb=style,width:40px; height:400px; background: #80B3FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:25px; height:400px; background: #99CCFF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:15px; height:400px; background: #B3E6FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:10px; height:400px; background: #CCFFFF;][/td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font: 29px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; text-align: center; margin-top: -19px;]ONE CHANCE TO KEEP FROM FALLING![/center]
Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 6, 2012 0:00:48 GMT -5
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“Gannobei Garena! What are you doing crossdressing again!?”
This was the morning sentence that she has embraced, after passing by her nosy cousins the early day it starts. She gets an earful of it, not only from Ezio, but from Ryuu, the Locwell siblings and even the nanny that poorly and sighly wanted her to change. Despite the fact that she's saying sorry and apologizing, she always end up winning and doing what she wanted – the cousins plus the nanny cannot win over her argument most of the time. She would just slip her tongue from those reddish lips of hers and then skip off, being Gandere Garena at the moment.
There was no school rule or violation with crossdressing, and this is an advantage for her. She gave whatnot she got best, starting from the fake fangs, the red wig and the binders that honestly hurts her feminine chest. It works perfect – some of her classmates would call her a 'trap' for it specifically when she acts all princely and no dpoubt flawless with some Italian accent. Again, the people has heard of this crossdressing brunette as a mere lovely lady, yet she masks herself half as a pretty boy. Right now at Namimori, she chose to crossdress for awhile, after being disappointed with Ezio for attempting to dress her up like a lolita girl or some princess with a sweet color.
That sickened the brunette. She continued to slap the feeling away now that she is hungry, her stomache grumbling. She knew the look of those people specifically those who would smirk right before her knowing that she's doing her bad habit again – not all students in Millefiore High knew of this so-called 'used habit of hers' and that Gannobei and Gandere are one, which was much entertaining for her. True that most of her friends would worry about the binders since she's a girl and tightening would hurt a lot, but still, she got used to the pressure. More than that, she continued to act like a male, wearing even a male uniform of the said school this instant while not pushing too hard.
She is going to eat alone right now, denying some of those seniors who asked her to eat with them since she reasoned that she needs some alone time or something like that. Surprisingly, it was just effective. This made her grin, part her fangs showing and the look much appealing. She will enjoy her lunch time alone since she likes it at the moment. Nope – she doesn't even want Ryuu to troll and be clingy at her all about, though she was used to the cousin who isn't not even letting go off her... even when they reach home.
Upon waiting for the line to move, the brunette spotted a younger blond, who was somewhat clumsily getting his food. She blinked those devilishly bloody – looking eyes while she waits for some mere reaction, not minding the line where she is at the moment. She blinks when he suddenly slips off and makes a small 'yikes' sound, only her could hear. She was much shock with the reaction of laughter from those people, making her frown and pissed. Seriously these people, instead of helping the kid they laugh. What if I do it to them then? Gannobei was part evil; did she mentioned that?
However she isn't at the moment. Forgetting the hunger that she is feeling, she approached the mere blond younger than her (though reaching her height which somewhat annoyed her) standing behind the door, her hands on the small pockets while she reaches off one of her handkerchiefs. She wanted to laugh at the fact that she even has one, not even using it. This time, she used it for good.
Seeing him fall and apologize like that made her frown more, extending his arms and touching his, to lift him up and let him stand. "You're as clumsy as my cousin... it's ok though."
[/b] she said that with her normal tone. Not to surprise the other male, she spoke merely quiet and calmer. “People like them should get tripped. Are you alright, kid?”[/b] She deepens her voice a bit though there's still a sign that she's a woman, her eyes showing slight worries.[/blockquote][/style][STYLE=opacity:0; font-size: 5px;];[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; color: black; text-align:left; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid black; background-color: #ffffff;][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 6, 2012 10:33:23 GMT -5
[STYLE=font: 30px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; width: 390px; margin-bottom: -11px; text-align: center;]THE CANVAS OF MY SOUL[/style]
[/color] Little Yuuki wanted to bow his head and just find some way to make it up to this person.
"Your cousin? I am...?" It confused him a bit but then again he just had to wonder did he know this cousin. Or maybe he should just stop thinking about it, since he didn't need to worry about such things. Yet he really couldn't help himself at all, and he knew this already but what was he supposed to do. Just giving a small nod and looking down at the ground again, he was really nervous for some reason. Maybe because he had just sorta made a fool of himself and dragged someone else into it. "I..I'm okay just hit my head I think.." He wasn't looking at them exactly the light color of a blush coating his face.
But he soon shook that off as well and gave the one who helped him a cute smile. Just trying to make the best of it and not end up getting into any trouble now. "Thank you sir. You didn't have to help me." Yes Yuuki truly believed he was in the presence of a guy, a soft spoken one maybe but a guy anyway. It couldn't be all that bad though and he knew this much, but what was he really supposed to do.
Too nervous and shy for things like this, he knew he would at least talk to him. Just trying to hide that behind a cute little smile and the giggles, childish as they were. Biting his lip and hoping this wouldn't end up going that bad yes there was somethings they wouldn't be able to do without but what choice did they have at the same time. Nothing was going to be that easy and most of them knew that, but what would he really do eventually. Because for the most part he just wanted to make the best of this. Maybe make a new friend that he wouldn't scare away.
The bump on his forehead hurt and he wasn't sure what to make of it, but then again what was he really supposed to do. At the same time he just knew he was a bit worried, there was only so much he could do. "Um thank you again..." Yuuki seemed to be a bit nervous but would could blame him really.[/style][/td][td][atrb=style,width:40px; height:400px; background: #80B3FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:25px; height:400px; background: #99CCFF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:15px; height:400px; background: #B3E6FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:10px; height:400px; background: #CCFFFF;][/td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font: 29px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; text-align: center; margin-top: -19px;]ONE CHANCE TO KEEP FROM FALLING![/center]
Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 6, 2012 21:47:25 GMT -5
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Her majesty was such a worrywart – that's what her cousins would tell her moreover, and those friends as well. Too bad she never gets herself – Gannobei never understood her personality so she poorly responds to the question “Do you even recognize yourself?” by most teachers and mentors before. She would probably screw on that, but the problem is she helps others more than she helps herself because she is just like that, funny in any order to the point that everyone just realized that they're dead brain to mind-fucked. She would laugh at that foremost, but that's not the issue right now. Her stays at the Millefiore Academy herself made her develop her personality more – whether she would be Gannobei or Gandere – it matters not with what she is playing, as long as she learns. Everyday is new and unique, which is why she learned to accept this school at heart. Before she wanted to stick to Vongola since Sling was there, but then she got used to this.
Oh, except the dreaded female uniform. That's the only time where you can see her look moreover a beautiful girl than a rocking rough brunette.
“Yeah, he's definitely clumsy... and not careful.”
[/b] she added to that, since the younger blond asked already. She sighed while looking at him. Really now, since that guy's not here... is fate pushing me to be with one that has a personality like him? Please, not today... she wondered that through her head lightly but not too much, since it might flinch her brain throughout. Just as she decided to be alone this day and breathe some air... she thought that time was really meant to be cruel for her. She wasn't stressed though, since she was used to these things. Anyway, Gannobei continued to look at the blond who didn't look up on her, trying to think what happened or if she did something. She extended her slender arms again, her soft hands patting his head, though it hurts to say that they have the same height. “Next time, be careful. It was an accident, nothing more. Nothing bleeding there, yes?”[/b] she would get in to trouble much if that happened.
She blinks her eyes and grinned when she heard 'sir'. Ha, Ezio. I told you I am a trap. She proudly thought of that, thinking the other way around instead of the scolds that she received this morning and the rest days before – there was no time they never complained about her crossdressing, saying that she should try wearing a girl's skirt or something else, more like a gown. She hated that too much and it was not likely of her to handle something like that. For a person who has been used to a guy's life, she can say that changing beliefs even in the smallest manners would definitely be a huge pain in the ass. She grunted secretly to that.
She shooks her head once, responding while letting go off her ruffling. Even her actions were well performed male. “No problem, hun. It's in my reflex already to help when I am around... unlike those people.”[/b] She stressed that out just to hit those who were laughing, only to realize her cold bloody stare. That instant, she gave the cue of not laughing anymore and hopes that they would listen to her – truth is, they knew she is a senior and some of them knew that she is the crossplaying brunette and at the same time, the Kendo girl. She's not that much of a celebrity though, thank goodness.
Hearing him thanks more would just make her blush and smile to that, but she prevents it as if she didn't mind, simply because it would be so awkward for her. Instead, she saw through the young guy's nervousness and then decided to ask the question. She also decided not to eat alone anymore and give this guy some company, or else she'd be breaking fingers of some who would keep laughing, though she was told not to cause too much trouble around the school. “What's your name?”[/b] Yes, she wanted to know his name before anything else.[/blockquote][/style][STYLE=opacity:0; font-size: 5px;];[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; color: black; text-align:left; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid black; background-color: #ffffff;][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 7, 2012 12:19:01 GMT -5
[STYLE=font: 30px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; width: 390px; margin-bottom: -11px; text-align: center;]THE CANVAS OF MY SOUL[/style]
[/color] That was the apologizing again he did that a lot even if he had no reason to do so.
Which was a bit irritating to some people he hoped this male was not the same anyway. It would be really bad if it was, or if he couldn't fix it. No way for him to notice what was going to happen next, he figured he might as well do something. Maybe make it up to this person somehow for helping them. After all he had made a few mistakes and he really felt like this was just one of those things. Yuuki had to wonder if he would just fall again, giving a small smile that seemed to be just relaxing. The boy wanted to make the best of this even if he might upset someone. Ignoring all the people around him of course.
Except for the boy in front of him. "I will! Nothing's bleeding! Just a little bruised." Or at least he thought he was just bruised up a bit he hadn't actually checked to see if he was bleeding again. The boy was a klutz so he was used to getting hurt or ending up bloody randomly. It didn't happen often and there was times he didn't even notice that he was bleeding. The boy rubbed his eyes a bit just trying to get a better look at this person. There was something about them but he wouldn't complain really. Or even question it was really not any of this business.
Really he felt confused but didn't speak much of it, let them do as he pleased. For now all he wanted was to at least apologize again for that. But he wouldn't that was not something to do, after all he said it wasn't that bad or well it was some kind of accident. "thank you though really. Those people just don't like too..." He wasn't sure what to think though most people just ignored when someone was hurt. Why would he help someone, but then again he said it was his nature so couldn't complain there.
"oh it's yuuki!" The boy bounced around a little bit when giving his name, because someone had helped him it just made him a little hyper. At least for the most part but he didn't know exactly what to do this time. [/style][/td][td][atrb=style,width:40px; height:400px; background: #80B3FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:25px; height:400px; background: #99CCFF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:15px; height:400px; background: #B3E6FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:10px; height:400px; background: #CCFFFF;][/td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font: 29px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; text-align: center; margin-top: -19px;]ONE CHANCE TO KEEP FROM FALLING![/center]
Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 7, 2012 13:13:32 GMT -5
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“Though, you’re kind of younger.”
[/b] She chuckles to that adding little – well she hopes that this is a compliment. Seriously, had she been a mad dog she would have flailed her tantrum everywhere but patience dealt her too much lecture when it comes to lesson and all stuff. She could remember herself being a hothead and considering that she is much clumsy whether she’s on her real identity or saving it up as Gandere, she would fail miserable and end up as an embarrassment. Of course she didn’t want that to happen too much, not specifically with people of the public. It will just lose her face just like any other warrior losing their pride on the battlefield. That’s how she values things. On the other hand, she would not shock the blond hair in front of her anymore after realizing that she’s the total stranger in this scenario.
Good thing and good relief that he’s fine in the simplest manners. She doesn’t want to cope up near the medic or something even at their school simply because she has a thing for doctors and nurses. True that she’s somewhat devious and sadistic – technically inborn as an attitude – however she didn’t say anything about avoidance. Well, at least she is in a better place now rather than thinking of what else to do instead, since she would just get bored and die on it. Literally; as she speaks, she does things on small matters, as if it is so exaggerated. Whatever it would be, this better not be boring.
She spoke firmly next with such the smile, and leaving no shudders to that. It would be looking pretty suspicious if she continues to be like that, not to mention her cross-dressing again which was considered a great sin towards the woman’s side (in mere exaggeration forms). She wings the feeling away and proceeded with the latter part too. “Aha~ that’s fine now. I don’t have to get you to a doctor then, but still there’s a bruise. Let me look up on it – it might get worst, you know.”[/b] She was sure of that – her bruise before became much of an allergy – like sticking on her skin in appearance which ticked her patience to no good so it has been sent to some dermatologist. Not that she’s just going overboard – she just wanted to make things sure way over since she works that way in any order.
She had enough thanks with this kid as she shook her head quiet, her bloody colored eyes matching with his greenish pair. “Really now… I should speak to them one time. Well not now – I might hurt them and do the same thing… then laugh.”[/b] Crack, she just revealed part of her sadism in a very sweet manner, but then that’s for the benefit of the guy who got laughed at. She thought of these people as amateurs since they weren’t considered as epic sadists like her and some of those that she knows. She calls this ‘stupidity’ by all means also. She has a colorful vocabulary for spacing on idiots also, if you don’t mind.
She got too much to that already and decided to stop before everything goes creepy and too late. She paced back on the real deal then responded another while she smiles. “Yuuki is definitely cute.”[/b] She agrees to that with no accusation and false anyway, and the attitude of the youngster just kept her going. “I go by Gandere. Call me whatever you want though, I am fine with it.”[/b] She goes to being friendly again, though not planning to reveal what her real identity is at the moment.[/blockquote][/style][STYLE=opacity:0; font-size: 5px;];[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; color: black; text-align:left; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid black; background-color: #ffffff;][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 7, 2012 15:43:52 GMT -5
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[/color] the boy didn't say it bugged him, no he was a child ish person. Yuuki tilted his head again and just gave a small giggle, it was almost girl like. but really he was no girl, he just had to be a bit weird like his brother told him sometimes.
Usually Zephyr only said that when he was angry though, because they were pretty much the same. No way would he force anyone into things they didn't want to do, plus he really did feel fine. Just a few bruises that would heal eventually, it didn't worry him unless a bone was sticking out or he was bleeding really badly. "Yep. eh look at it? It might really...I just thought bruises were bruises..." Then again he did end up getting a lot of those so in the end it was really his fault. For being so klutzy and then not knowing those things right. To him his eyes were pretty, but that wasn't a compliment to a guy so he kept his mouth shut.
Rather then just randomly saying it he didn't want to do that to anyone after all. "Wait! I don't want you to get in trouble cause of me...they are just mean and not worth it." the boy gave a small sigh when he said he wasn't going to do anything, that was good for him. Yuuki didn't like people get into trouble because of him it was why he never told his brothers when someone was bullying him till they caught it happening. Because then he really couldn't do anything about it. The boy tilted his head ignoring that he seemed to be a bit sadistic.
"Cute? Um can I call you Gan...it sounds better and is shorter." The boy really couldn't speak that long name, since well he just couldn't say it. It was too confusing for him, and he knew that already. At that moment he wasn't so sure what was going to happen but at least he was trying to talk to this male person. Though he still couldn't get past that feeling that something was off again.
But he would stop question it since he was never one to do that unless he really needed to.[/style][/td][td][atrb=style,width:40px; height:400px; background: #80B3FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:25px; height:400px; background: #99CCFF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:15px; height:400px; background: #B3E6FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:10px; height:400px; background: #CCFFFF;][/td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font: 29px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; text-align: center; margin-top: -19px;]ONE CHANCE TO KEEP FROM FALLING![/center]
Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 8, 2012 0:07:37 GMT -5
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What made her highness flinch a bit deep inside is that she’s already graduating next year and she’s not even growing taller – this has been a grown tease for her. All she reasons is that her growth spur is a late bloomer, though the latter part seems unreasonable and of no sense but sort of some spasm that she is getting to. Anyhow, Gannobei hopes that she’d grow a bit – even some of those freshmen outgrew her. So much for being a prince-ss of their own said lineage. ”Don’t mention it – I find it kind of cute.” Yeah, she went with that response moreover instead of flailing about people getting taller and taller while she goes left behind… unless if she had her stilettos and high boots worn. However, if she did, she’d be discovered as a woman at the moment.
She shakes her head a bit saying total disagreement. No matter how much princely – acting and manly perspective that she has grown to, the worrying of a girl can never be removed from someone born with that specific gender. Then again, her highness never recognized her actions much nor paid attention to it, unless if her other cousins or friends would point her out. “Don’t be stubborn; let me see the hit, boy.”
[/b] She continued to move forward with it without notice, her soft hands touching more on his head assuming that it was there, while she has a separate handkerchief to use for that, or see first before having a certain conclusion on what to do with it. “Well I won’t go exaggerated on details much but some bruises are parasites and I am sure of that.”[/b] she added that to the sentence so she can convince him. She’s not scaring him, but more of informing him.
The sound of his voice made her look evil – she liked that but she’s not much of an antagonist for a start. The brunette disguised as a guy smiled to that and gave him a nice look. “I said I won’t do anything so don’t fret, besides someone will get mad if I cause trouble around.”[/b] Sure thing – one is the kendo teacher, the other was the clinging person, and probably the others were her so – called ‘minions’ from different schools. She sighs to that already thinking of the massive trouble that she could have mentally caused on their heads. She betters less down the bad habit just because she’s a certified dominant and sadistic person. “But yes, you made your point clean and correct to that.”[/b] True thing, she has to agree with that according to laws and everything else.
Gandere is not even her real name – it’s her genderbend name yet she had the habit of continuing to introduce herself like that when she’s dressed differently. She smiles when she hears the short nickname. Not that she favors it much, it’s just that being called as ‘Ganni’ somewhat hits her with probably those that might scold her. She prefers that though. “Oh, haha, my parents loved weird names. I don’t know but I like it as well. Gan it is then. Pleasure to be of acquaintance, Yuuki.”[/b] She gestured like a prince with no flaw to that while she shoves her hands to the pockets quietly. She continues to walk over to the free seat and then looked at her bag while stashing up cash from her wallet. “Looks like we’re eating lunch together, new friend. I feel like I need some company too, if you don’t mind.”[/b] One of her charms characterized her again while she says that.[/blockquote][/style][STYLE=opacity:0; font-size: 5px;];[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; color: black; text-align:left; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid black; background-color: #ffffff;][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 8, 2012 10:55:16 GMT -5
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[/color] Yuuki just gave a nod to that as well, the boy was way too hyper for his own good sometimes. It was really only cause he made a new friend who at least could and did treat him right. Plus he wasn't mad that he had almost fallen and hit him. Looking down at where the bruise was he wanted to whimper, but all he did was lift up his shirt and show the slowly forming bruise. Not that he cared if anyone saw really, if they started commenting he might run off though.
Still feeling a bit nervous despite that he forced himself to keep the shirt up so she could look. He wasn't showing off much of his body to anyone and really no one was paying attention. They had all just gone back to eating like nothing had happened. Which was definitely how people were these days as annoying as it really was anyway. "Uh here...it shouldn't be too bad right. i don't wants a parasite!" The boy looked up with that kinda feared look, though really he figured it was just a bruise from falling.
So what he did he have to worry about, but then again he didn't end up knowing that either. And would have probably not wanted to know, but always good to learn something. And well this time he actually had done that, well for the most part. The boy just watched him waiting for the boy to do something, he wasn't that nervous now. "Okies I won't. You wouldn't get into trouble anyway." At least he was saying if the person did, they would probably pick some way to do it without getting into trouble. Not that he was telling Gan to go out and fight them. No that wasn't the case just saying that if Gan did they knew how to not get in trouble hopefully.
"They do? Well it's not exactly a weird name just unique I guess." The boy had the simple name, at least in his eyes while his brothers called him Yuu all the time apparently. The boy looked to the table and gave a small nod, he didn't mind with someone eating with him. Usually he was alone or stalking after a few people. or he would hide in the library till the lady working there left then eat in there. "I don't mind better to eat with someone then alone!" With that he sat down too, not close to him to the point of where he would annoy him. But just so he was there and not like they would have to yell just to talk.
Which was at least a bit good wasn't it? [/style][/td][td][atrb=style,width:40px; height:400px; background: #80B3FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:25px; height:400px; background: #99CCFF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:15px; height:400px; background: #B3E6FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:10px; height:400px; background: #CCFFFF;][/td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font: 29px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; text-align: center; margin-top: -19px;]ONE CHANCE TO KEEP FROM FALLING![/center]
Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 9, 2012 0:35:46 GMT -5
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Her highness smirked the moment she hears him cheer up. “Yokatta.”
[/b] she spoke ‘I’m relieved’ in her own Japanese accent – well she has to, since the school implements such language. She learned this when she was being lectured by Ezio and the rest of her cousins, imitating and absorbing too much words. She knew too much about that and tried to learn on her own, but she kept on being distracted by the round about time that is being pressured towards her. Again, she hated that stuff.
Gannobei smiled another warmly while being tempted to pat on his head, but still she didn’t. Her childish – like personality will completely destroy her perfect cross-dressing apt for this day and she doesn’t like that happening. She held her grip to herself while she makes the utmost proper responses, thinking of how she should push her girl personality. This has been easy for her moreover, but still, she cannot avoid it. “Apparently I rarely call people cute, so I think you’re lucky.”[/b] she didn’t mean it in a very bad manner – she was just informing this guy about it. Cute isn’t something she would always say from the beginning since she has her own nickname of that.
The red head sighs a little while she takes the handkerchief while seeing his wound, not noticing that she’s being a nurse or something too caring with it. “Please be careful. If you don’t like parasite wounds then look at where you are going. Really now, I am glad that it’s not much of a big deal.”[/b] She brimmed looking much on him while she focuses her attention, wiping it quietly and then thinking of tying it or something. Since she didn’t value much on high quality clothing, she shrugs and then wraps it around the wound. “This would be okay, but if you want to make sure, you can go to the clinic later.”[/b] She hated the clinic but there she dared say that after all. She smiles again towards the young male.
Still, Gannobei is not in the mood to do some kicking. Maybe later she would have some time, but rolling about inside her head was her hunger. She sticks to that idea and continued to move forward with it, forgetting the crashing of fingers idea or being part violent. Well, she was thinking of tripping them for a cause, but then the cousin’s words would echo suddenly remembering the punishments that they can give. Ah, punishments. She learned how to cope up with them and eventually live with it. This is how the Garena villa works after all. “Right, now let’s get something else shall we?”[/b] she diverts the sadism in to the ways of grabbing or picking food. So far from the main idea, yes? That is how Gannobei’s mind works after all.
She nods to that while still paying attention. It is not in her attitude to mingle and then swoon to a different topic so far. “Yes, but then I am pretty thankful. It’s a pretty name, don’t you agree?”[/b] She praises her name for that, just because she was the one who gave it to herself. It’s Gandere, not Gannobei, that she just told him and hell she knows that the white lie might not last much. At least she knew that this was pretty acceptable in their school. She can go with both male and female uniforms at Millefiore. So much fun she could think.
“Then come with me. Let’s get something to eat.”[/b] she agreed to that, smiling now since she wasn’t alone. Supposedly she was but she changed the idea.
She moves over the counter just to see the variety of foods. She grew sick of having the same old meal which would just cause her anxiety in a different case. She appreciated Ezio’s cooking but then the man was too busy with school and the band. Because of that she didn’t ask him. Right now, she was facing the counter while looking at Yuuki, as if asking him what she would buy through actions.[/blockquote][/style][STYLE=opacity:0; font-size: 5px;];[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; color: black; text-align:left; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid black; background-color: #ffffff;][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 9, 2012 9:56:31 GMT -5
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[/color] Shaking his head and just avoiding speaking of that, he was a bit of a worry like person. Always apologizing and trying to make things better, but he didn't know what would help in this situation.
"You rarely call people cute? So I guess I am. Thank you though..." At least it was something but maybe he didn't' know what he was going to do. The fact that a guy was calling him cute it was a little awkward. But he didn't care and he just shook it off, not wanting to think about it. Yuuki just giggled and licked his lips looking at his food, he was hungry so so hungry. And yet he didn't know what he was supposed to do, he wouldn't want to make a fool of himself anyway. He was not one for even thinking of things like this and yet it happened. Here he was with a good person who would not cause him any problems.
Not that he cared if they even did, it was just a friendly thing to do in helping people. "I'll be careful! Will try...don't want one of those." the boy just let him do as he pleased with the wound, wondering why it didn't feel like something he should be scared of. "Would that hurt a lot though...?" The boy just put his shirt down again after he was done and tilted his head, not sure why he had to go the clinic. But he would listen because he had helped him and probably ended up knowing what was best. "I'll go after lunch! " He wanted to eat first with his new friend after all, the wound could wait for a little bit. He just had to ignore the fact that it hurt just a little bit.
The boy just smiled and yawned a bit, getting up and looking at him. Wondering what he was supposed to do but he would follow again of course. "Yea okay let's go! and it is..." The name was pretty and yet he didn't know what to think, because there was something else about him. Bouncing up to follow after her he just had to wonder what would she get. Maybe he would get something too...something sweet because he was always into sugar or something.
The boy started pointing out food to the male, thinking he should get some of those. But just wanting to show what was going on anyway not that he was good at doing that.[/style][/td][td][atrb=style,width:40px; height:400px; background: #80B3FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:25px; height:400px; background: #99CCFF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:15px; height:400px; background: #B3E6FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:10px; height:400px; background: #CCFFFF;][/td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font: 29px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; text-align: center; margin-top: -19px;]ONE CHANCE TO KEEP FROM FALLING![/center]
Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 9, 2012 19:17:44 GMT -5
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She continued to picture out the male being the tad worrywart person, which made her remind of her cousins again, and specifically one of them acted like this blond. She won't mention the name out loud, but she can see through him – speaking of which, this occurrence made the brunette worry now, and quite guilty for telling him that she's busy and she wanted to be left alone. She was a klutz when it comes to words, sometimes mere blunt that can hurt others but she wouldn't fret to that, knowing that her family of cousins have learned to be part masochistic because of her sadistic attitude. Moving on, Gannobei sighs low not to respond much on that for complete change, since a male shouldn't be that talkative. Guess again, she couldn't avoid such circumstances.
The red head blinksher eyes once more just to cope up with a least smile, not scary – looking or creepy but more of the simple and yet mindful one. She doesn't have the feeling to be all dominant and quite sarcastic at the moment anyway, though this crossdresser does that eventually just to bicker some people she would misunderstand. However, Yuuki here seems a bit innocent, a bit because she doesn't judge a person by the looks but more of observing and studying. She responded to that thanks again. “I do. I just don't fine enough cuteness around this place.”
[/b] she didn't explain more to that, for she only sees 'cute' things on the inside, and seldom on the outside appearance. That is how her mother and father would teach her so she would sometimes have a lack of taste or sense on people.
Even though it was like that, she learned how to be friendly with more people and become much productive. She has developed mere emotions unlike the still doll and raging personality she used to have for the sake of being angry and mad that she's born woman. Parents affect too much on a girl or even a guy's perception, such as how Gannobei thinks that she sucks foremost. Still, she accepted herself thanks to the people around her.
She closes her eyes and nodded. “Yes, do be careful. Don't act stupid.”[/b] she was being blunt again not knowing it, but what do you know, it is for his improvement in any case. In fact he was lucky that she's not on a pissed and worrying mode at the moment or else she would have included him in the kicking spree. She chuckles next hearing his question, still being honest with things foremost. True things happen eventually. “Of course it will. I had one before but I managed to have it cured. It burns cash, though.”[/b] by that, she meant that the doctor and the hospital itself ate her money, but then she less worries about that. Her money is managed by her eldest cousin plus her parents so she doesn't need to be bothered by it every time.
Gannobei was very welcome to share tables with this guy regardless of the age. Well, she would ask more later anyway about him while they are eating. She is in the mood to eat a lot though, thanks to the upset stomach. After nodding a few, the red head on the counter scanned thoroughly at the delicacies for today and the treats. The school doesn't sell expensive, thank goodness, but still she aims on eating much for a cause. Because she is very punctual today, she sticks to the idea of being gentle. Gannobei here is rare about those things. Looking to the young blond, she smiles and then goes tell the counter about the cake. “I'll be taking four slices of these please, and oh, do not forget to add a lot of syrup.”[/b] There she goes again with her passion and liking for sweets. She was aware that her metabolism is hell fast too. “Yuuki, we should eat at least some rice and something else. You don't want to have junk on your stomach, do you?”[/b] She reminded and asked the blond also, since she maintains a healthy meal always. [/blockquote][/style][STYLE=opacity:0; font-size: 5px;];[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; color: black; text-align:left; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid black; background-color: #ffffff;][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 9, 2012 22:24:17 GMT -5
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[/color] Not that he knew about it really, he never paid much attention to the whole cuteness factor.
At least it seemed they had smiled that was a start, as much as he wasn't sure. It didn't look creepy just more of they didn't smile all that much. Another thing they should work on anyway, since it would be good enough for them. No he wouldn't push him to explain why would he do that, he was not mean enough for that. This kid was way too nice and would always end up being that way anyway right. Giving a small nod he would listen to that even if he didn't know what to think.
This person seemed a bit blunt, but sometimes that was definitely people needed. And he really didn't have people do that to him all that often. So this was a good thing for him even if he wasn't completely sure on it, and maybe it stung a bit. "I will try to." That was better then saying he couldn't at all, which was not something he wanted to even admit. That was just not who he was and most people knew this about him, or at least they should have learned. But he was still a bit confused on whether to work with it or not which most of the time he did somehow. After all he really didn't want to tick her off.
It was not how he worked much less something he did, there was way better things to do. Now it was just a matter of learning what exactly to do with those and hopefully not make a mistake there. "ouchies...sounds painful. But at least I know about it I guess and you are better." Simple as that but then again if it did he didn't have money and of course his parents would get upset. They barely wanted to give him money for things he needed, okay well they did but then again they were also a bit strict on the money thing.
Yuuki gave a small nod and just did as he said, he would always listen to people. Even if he wasn't sure what they said was correct though in this case it was.
Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 10, 2012 3:39:40 GMT -5
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The red head looked at the boy with a small smile. She wasn't getting any better now, Gannobei looking at the younger boy while continuing to look at the sides, where she could only see some people eying at them. She smirked with a light smite factor while being a nice person – she thought that her being dominant and sadistic on the count would be really helpful. Her highness works that way in any form of manner, whereas she would look on things in cute terms – which is why she didn't notice much on the others. Just like she said, she doesn't find a lot of cuteness in this school, the Millefiore high, even at Shimon or Vongola whenever she would visit on some sides. How she did it correctly and fully was because she has some connections.
Then again, Gannobei didn't mind that at the moment. Looking moreover on the people with her bloody eyes, she would just scan and tried telling them non-verbally on how she should not be told as a girl. She would definitely hiss at the moment and will get pissed another if that is the case. She knew pretty well that she is a cross-dresser at the moment, and based on the looks and her attire, she was doing well. It was interrupted by the upset stomach back there, the brunette grunting mentally wanting to slap the organ. It's not gross to her idea. She simply works that way in some manners.
Good thing this blond was very good and personal to talk to, that's what her highness thinks. While she realizes that she would have not said that, she wings the feeling instead of giving a soft apology. That would be really, really shameful for part her pride, correct? Still, she continued to act fully and pose much as a guy. She looked at the other side and stopped staring. “Good.”
[/b] she didn't like looking at people specifically guys directly at the face for too long too, since she might blush moreover again, which would be bad. Her disguise would be over, or people who doesn't know that she's female would think that she is supposedly a gay. Oh great, that would be really ruined.
She grinned to that with slight fidgets, since she knew much how painful it is. She has to endure the doctor for some time just to think of injections and those girls. She was such a baby when it comes to the hospitals despite the fact that she made ten straight males slight masochists around the house where she is living and managing at. She sighs again and responded. “Oh yes, really painful. I am not scaring you, again. It's just that I don't have things on... hospitals.”[/b] It was pretty obvious that she wanted to bail someone working on hospitals. Good thing none in her family is managing or working under one.
Just as she show the boy some time and thinking, Gannobei nodded and appreciated his answers fully. “Mhm, now let's have this lasagna and some vegetables with rice.”[/b] She was a glutton for any type of food – poor girl failing at being a girl; at least that is what she is saying most of the time.
She moves with the tray, placing out cash towards the counter. “Keep the change.”[/b] She didn't look back at it and instead, lifted the two trays including Yuuki's while heading towards the seat, very good and very neat. She has grown strength from practicing kendo, as well as balance, and would be used to it like normal. While she kicks the seat nicely for the two of them, she places the tray quietly on the table of theirs. “Okay, eat up. Don't mind about the money.”[/b] Looky here, she's just nice at the moment.[/blockquote][/style][STYLE=opacity:0; font-size: 5px;];[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; color: black; text-align:left; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid black; background-color: #ffffff;][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
Post by YUUKI SINCLAIR on Jul 10, 2012 16:04:15 GMT -5
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[/i] Lecturing himself in his head so he didn't make another mistake would probably just cause him to slip again.
The boy remained oblivious he didn't know his secret, or if anyone else around did. Knowing him he would just ignore it until the person who it was about said it. One of the ways he worked, plus he was told he was really really oblivious to things around him. Even when he tried to pay attention to it that still ended up happening anyway. Tilting his head and then looking back from the others to him. "Why are they looking at us....? "At least he could tell a few were but he didn't know them. None of them so why was he caring. It was just a standard question hopefully this person wouldn't get mad at him.
Not that he cared that they were it was just not something he was used to, and that might make a few problems for him. He was more then aware of that because the boy was just too curious. And always had a way of getting into trouble. Yuuki was again shivering he hated hospitals and always has ever since he was little. He didn't like going even when it wasn't for him, like when his brother broke his arm. The boy still didn't want to go he would much rather be other places. "It's really that painful....no I just don't like hospitals at all...so it's kinda creepy. oh okay well understandable." Well for the most part he didn't know much about hospitals other then it was loud, with a lot of sick smells and other things he could avoid.
Giving a small nod again he just looked over the food, like he was trying to pick good meals. Mainly because someone said he should but he also knew it was a good idea to eat like that. "Ooo Lasagna is good!" The boy just looked at it, not like he was drooling but with a growling stomach food was good to him. Any food it probably didn't matter much what it was. He was about to pick up his tray but it looked like he didn't have to. His new friend had already done so, as much as that was a little weird to him no one helped like that.
But then again not all people were mean either, so he couldn't really complain here. All he had to do was be good and follow after him closely. "If you say so. Thank you!" The boy just giggled a bit yes he actually giggled and then went back to looking at his food. Nomming it and making sure not to make a mess of any of it, just wanting to be good for once. "It's really good!" he was such a child and always would be.
Turning his attention to this other person he blinked a little bit, they were just there. And hadn't just walked away or yelled at him, something like that.[/style][/td][td][atrb=style,width:40px; height:400px; background: #80B3FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:25px; height:400px; background: #99CCFF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:15px; height:400px; background: #B3E6FF;][/td][td][atrb=style,width:10px; height:400px; background: #CCFFFF;][/td][/td][/tr][/table][STYLE=font: 29px impact; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 38px; text-align: center; margin-top: -19px;]ONE CHANCE TO KEEP FROM FALLING![/center]
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