Post by GANNOBEI GARENA on Jul 29, 2012 2:36:16 GMT -5
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Good heavens I saved myself… She didn’t pout to that but remained quite normal, the only thing she does at the moment was retain that smile. Thankfully it wasn’t that creepy, for it would give the scare out of anyone, probably because of her vampire – like teeth and the glare, but not now. She told herself that she would be a good girl and retains the kindness for awhile, even when she is having a white lie carried along too. The plain look on her face made Yuuki convinced, while she remembers of times that she almost got caught. She gripped on her voice mentally, just to make it a little husky and believable. There are boys who sound like girls but that would be too obvious for Gannobei – she’s high pitched soprano so best avoid that happening. Her exaggeration wasn’t that obvious too which is why she knew that it was working well.
There are times when she almost slipped, like the first time she cross – played and shopped for male items. The clerk told her she was an androgynous male, which made her grin more of a Cheshire Cat. That was the hint that told her… to continue on her act despite the protests. The protests are kind of annoying so she’s too tired to contradict with it, along with complains and rules. She is like a wolf to begin with – nothing less but follow the way of her heart, or maybe a shark that only goes forward more than other males who had their senses of direction. Still, she held on to this, little longer, even if the white lie might be exposed. To be frank, this isn’t even a lie; this is mere disguise out of entertainment.
She was honest about the hobby of cosplay and crossplay anyway, so her highness justifies this as coating. She looks at Yuuki again with a silent cheer, mostly thinking that she’s just too hyper or something, like her brain is telling her to do the other things. “Cute?”
[/b] she muttered, her face flushing a bit pink even with her bishounen side as Gandere Garena. She became silent with that, trying to muster up what she might say, just to be sure it won’t be girlish. Even him… why is everybody calling me cute!? No, she was not angry with that at all; it was just her denial and dilemma sometimes, which makes people chuckle… she thinks so, based on their faces and smiles. Sometimes it was also creepy for her, but still, she got used to it.
Anyway around, Yuuki wouldn’t be creepy, right? She cannot imagine him being creepy for now, but soon, maybe? She trusts on her guts more and the instincts which make her not that oblivious with the stature. This is why she retained her feelings for awhile instead of being less productive. She eyes at the blond again while she removes her blushes. “… Well let’s just say cute isn’t my kind of word but if… if you say so.”[/b] She pouted to that now, since she denies it like normal kids would do. Denial is something she is good at, as told by her friends aside from disguises. On the other hand, while she thinks of that, she nods and sighs. “I don’t know. I admit I am short but, watch me, I will grow taller soon.”[/b] She promised herself to that while she takes note of almost all possible actions. She gave herself a good luck cheer which is also part of her charm. The brunette didn’t mingle on it anymore.
Still, being called ‘shota’ by some is kind of degrading for her; this is why she protests whenever she is called by one. She’s a girl for real, but she guises as a guy often. This is like a hobby of playing sports too. “Yeah it depends.”[/b] She knows that her schedules are pretty tight and as demanding as she is – sometimes she wanted to escape the feeling and be at ease, but the pressure is holding her on. Whenever she is looking at the sides for some ‘holes’ so she can breathe in, she wouldn’t find one. It’s like everything she does is monitored, the same as her being around Millefiore High. This is sickening for a cause. “Like I said, I have schedules and eyes everywhere. Escaping is good but nah, I don’t like being pressured too much.”[/b] Time management – she loves doing those things, and part of it is procrastination. [/size][/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 29, 2012 13:10:40 GMT -5
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[/color] Tilting his head and looking at him he had to wonder if saying cute was a bad thing, well to a guy it might be. In some ways but it was still true he could have said hot or something, as much as it suited him anyway. Looking at them it was like they were blushing and he smiled, part of him tempted to pinch his friends cheeks. Just like a person would do with a baby but Gan was no baby, he was just a little random. Yuuki truly thought it was cute and only hoped it didn't upset Gan by him saying that to him.
The boy only spoke the truth mainly but he would shut up if the person didn't like it. "...I..I'm sorry was that bad...? But yea you'll get taller!" Really he was worried again because he didn't want to upset that cute and sad like look crossed his face. Just because he didn't want to upset Gan ever he only wanted to show them that he wanted to be a good friend. "Oh um okies...well if it bothers you won't say it again." The boy gave a nod and smiled again it was true, as much as he believed he wouldn't say it to someone else. Not to make them feel uncomfortable really it was not the way he wanted to go with this.
No way did he like the thought of him having eyes everywhere and then the whole schedule thing, it had to be annoying. Not that he could do much about it that was her life not his and he would only be able to work with so much. Making things change for him was not exactly going to be one of them, or that easy to get either. He was more then aware of that but still he deserved a break too.
Maybe he could figure something out. "I guess...but can still try to work something out." [/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 30, 2012 20:32:16 GMT -5
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It's not that bad, really, but like her highness would say, cute isn't really her thing.
It all started years ago, when she was born. She had fiery red hair and bloody colored eyes with an incredibly fair skin tone, as if she was often called with Snow White skin and Briar Rose's appearance, the same two princesses found in fairy tales. Knowing this brunette, she would be upset being compared to princesses and any women who goes prim and proper, because she was already used to insult. When she was around elementary, people would often tease her why she can't even wear a dres and that she was scared, plus even tried grooming herself properly which Ezio would took some time, probably hours, for she kept on running away from him. She never had a haircut because people envy her crowning glory, and the color lasts like almost forever, matching with her glares and looks on many aspects. The origin of her being cute was the worst she got - she thought that people will continuously insult her specifically those seniors who were pretty and preppy with their boyfriends, only to watch her walk with those boots and men clothing, but for the guys its the complete opposite. Instead of insulting her, they were pushing her to make some faces which they call as kawaii or in other words, cute, while seeing her wear the same clothing. This disappointed her and the rest of her friends somehow, since until now, they cannot push her to wear even a simple dress.
Heck, she doesn't even wear a night gown when she sleeps. She would prefer wearing Sling's or any cousins' shirt which are way longer than her original tops and then her underwear - that's it. The people who knew her were pretty much used to this activity already so they didn't question her further already, plus this is getting also worst every time they would protest. Her mind works simple; the more you say no, the more she does. SHe tried it reverse but the results were the same. Still, she cannot bring herself to like female clothing though some males would wear that in crossdressing occasions and those who are bisexual. Not that she hates them but she doesn't really like female clothes, so she prefers okay with that. Plus she thought that she would change if ever someone tries to change her, which would be totally painful for someone like her. She is afraid to become a princess and forget herself being a brunette, since she is easily influenced, so she sets herself on her own barriers of truth. This is why she blames parents plus their less priority of love and affection towards her.
Had she been born different, she swore that she should have not been like the Gannobei Garena of today. That simple word made her nerves trigger but less to the count, she didn't like Yuuki asking further because she might not like what she would say. She appreciated it coming from the young boy's mouth but it was still that word. She admits that she's sick of hearing it and half annoyed though people often think she's overreacting and that she's really cute so she couldn't help it. Good thing this is not mattering or bugging her too much always, though sometimes, it does, unfortunately.
Her highness looked at the younger kid while she shrugs and disagrees. "Nah, don't say that. I understand you. Apologizing ain't that cool... it's just a word."
[/b] She rest assured that and it's the thing anyway. She smiled back again towards the blond to see if he kept on worrying again and again, which would be not cool. She hopes he wouldn't be really that bothered with it, or else she would be the one who would feel much bothere dtoo. Anyhow she figured this out on her own, les she thought of it way pretty much. It would be obvious; she might as well, shut up instead. Not that she dislikes Yuuki saying that word, but still, the factor is there, correct?
She nodded with being taller. She wa shigh spirits with all that while she looks at the kid. "Yes I will, and of course I should."[/b] she recalls of the tease of her as 'shorty' or anything related to that and the boots only keeps her to the levels of others. She really wishes that she grows tall even a little bit so she can keep up with regular girls' heights. Ryuu once said that she'll grow taller after she reaches eighteen and her birthday's still a year ahead, while she believes on to that. Her friends didn't really mind the height but her teased off as a person blending with other young kids will tick her off eventually. Anyhow, with those 'eyes' around her, she wouldn't worry too much of it. "Mhm yeah, we will get in to that."[/b] She gave another thumbs up towards Yuuki while she smiles, her teeth and fangs showing again.
A small grumble from her stomach made her pause again, her face flushing pink. Good thing it wasn't too loud. "... Ahahahaha~ Looks like I am hungry again..."[/b] She ruffled a bit on her short wig while she smiles fidgety, thinking that it was embarrassing. [/size][/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 31, 2012 13:48:33 GMT -5
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[/color] Well that was what he wanted someone to get what he meant.
And so far it seemed like Gan had which was good enough for him, not that he was sure how to deal. Most people weren't like Gan or Ezio but at least this was a start here. "Yep! Just have to wait for awhile! who knows when it will happen." Really he wasn't that bad at it, but he did not always know how to cheer them up. And make them happy anyway but he kept on trying. He hadn't seen any of Gan's friends around or they hadn't approached was it because he was there. Or did Gan just not have any because of this school he could understand that. With how this school was, and how aggressive most of the people were. "Oh you should get something to eat again then!" He didn't tease him because his stomach growled he just looked at him confused.
Maybe the boy was hungry too, well no not anymore he had eaten enough but Gan could have more. It was a bit cute to watch them eat, like they had some endless stomach or something. "Maybe more cake...or something good? They had a lot of yummy food." It made his mouth water a bit and he just tried to not show it to them. [/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 Aug 4, 2012 4:25:20 GMT -5
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The red head was much relieved now that everything was going fine, and she wasn’t much of a klutz now unlike the rest he would be. Reflecting back on the previous topics she did, and she just realized that they weren’t moving. She wanted to chuckle to that for she found it pretty cute – ironic for someone who says that cute isn’t her thing, or so, this is what she is not. It is confusing, yes, but placing it up to her perspective, all can perceive to this: Gannobei can say cute no matter what, but ‘cannot’ be called cute (if you don’t want her to be annoyed even in the smallest manners, so be cautious with that). The rest of the explanation with her hating that word doesn’t really matter. If the person was part of the residences or the villa, then they would have understood well. She doesn’t need to discuss on that further anymore.
Her highness nodded to that while she tilts her head, a bit curious and worried back again. My God, where’s Ryuu? she didn’t show that kind of worried expression for it doesn’t fit the mood. Instead, she just smiled in the normal manner, so she wouldn’t be obvious. There are times the brunette is a worrywart and she couldn’t help it, but didn’t show that much since she would be called on some nickname again. She doesn’t want that happening all the time, specifically in front of the public. “Yeah. If I could just wear heels higher…”
[/b] she muttered on a very low voice but flinched just hearing what she said. She remained silent for awhile, slamming her head mentally while being a bit panicky on the inside. Her outside physics retained the same but she immediately adds on that again. “Men heels, I mean. I heard people wear that these days.”[/b] She corrected that as much as possible, and wished that Yuuki didn’t get caught to the wrong idea.
She was making errors now, just because of worrying. She sighed to that but didn’t tell the reasons much anyway. She just knew that something’s pretty odd happening – or so, that was her gut telling her that. Some people say that she’s too sensitive and she can predict with the use of premonitions sometimes, which is why they would say not to talk more of it, specifically with that sadistic head of hers. She grins whenever she gets something correct, and those bad things happening sometimes prove that they have a point. Anyway, she cannot think of a premonition about it currently, since she was too caught up with the conversation and the blond before her.
Too much of that would make her feel weirder now, so she stops. “I think so…”[/b] Her face flushed pink once more after knowing that this was pretty much embarrassing. She is a person who eats too much yet doesn’t get fat… perhaps this is a gift? She doesn’t know what to call it, or maybe sometimes would tell her that she’s feeding a snake inside her belly (pretty funny to say when she hears it, yes). That was one of the running jokes again, which is why she would keep shut to that but this time, it was the grumble talking. She stood again, stretching her arms and fading her blushes on the face. It would be too awkward for a guy to blush too much, correct? “I just ate and then this comes… oh I wonder what I have inside me…”[/b] Sometimes she also finds this too troublesome because of the expenses.
She starts to pick her wallet from her bag again, looking at the cash still. Good grief, I brought my credit card. This should do. She faces Yuuki now. “Yes, we should eat again. Other than that, do you have anything in mind? I was thinking of something more… homey.”[/b] she actually meant Italian food, for she was one, and half English to be precise. [/size][/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 Aug 4, 2012 12:20:57 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] It was more of a look for curiosity not that he knew this boy's secret. Nope so far he still hadn't figured it out and probably never would.
At least not till they ended up telling him, the thing about children ones like Yuuki included were that they didn't notice things. They could walk right past it a million times and they would never know until it was pointed out. For Gan that was probably a good thing though if they managed to use it or even see it. Yuuki wouldn't think much on the fails he was making or some of the things he said. It made him laugh a little not to anyone just like in his head and to himself. Now he wouldn't have to think much more on that there was other things he could do. The boy wondered how they could eat so much then again he had done the same as well. To him food was good and he sometimes got a bit distracted. The whole eating a lot thing was not lost with him, he did it too just not as much.
"Well at least you can eat ya know. Let's go! Something more homey? whatever it is sounds good to me!" The boy was way too hyper and odd for his own good sometimes. But it really had to be cute knowing them, or the people around him they would say that. What could Yuuki do though, he only wanted to do things that Gan liked, but how could he end up working that out ."It'll be good though right?" like he might be questioning because he wasn't so sure about any of that at all this time.
The boy only wanted to make a good impression it couldn't be that bad to do so anyway.[/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 Aug 5, 2012 7:32:45 GMT -5
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The red head looked at the blond while she nods. In the back of her mind, she was thinking fidgety again because everything is still plausible. She knew that she almost messed up again which was pretty not well going. Shoot, what was that me thinking of heels just to make myself taller… she mumbled in the moment of silent but didn’t really do anything much about it. The brunette looked back with another one of her flashing smiles just not to be mistaken. I shouldn’t really be thinking too much… this day seems pretty hard now that I see it. “Ah yeah, some of them do. They’re often mistaken as gays but I doubt that. Explain to me those that wanted to stand tall… heels aren’t for girls anyway.”
[/b] She got the logic from the cosplay and cross-play rules. Some of the people recognize that.
Besides, Gandere cannot be a gay. She is a girl… in disguise of a male. This is better, but what she is doing at the moment isn’t; for she was hiding her real gender. Could be worst later, but still, she couldn’t help that and she continued to be pretty consistent with it. At least, she is being productive and she can still continue the conversation instead of wasting time. The brunette was hopefully good with these things but she can get some loopholes herself most of the time. Better not, she does things flawlessly but is utterly confused with everything at the moment. One can say that she isn’t for it wasn’t the real reason but another loophole. One of those loopholes that she continued to do is the ones she would learn from people. For some reason, she does that most of the time just to get out of trouble.
She didn’t do anything bad about it anyhow, since she shifts moods that are random. She refers more to her grumbling stomach which was tad troublesome because she cannot even concentrate on the other things for the mean time. It was her stomach that was getting her attention and she wanted to hit it so bad because it wouldn’t stop. She wanted to laugh about it too but couldn’t since there’s that inner voice that is telling her to feed it. Darn it… she mumbles mentally while she shifts to look at the blond again and nodded, not helping the call of hunger… again. Still, she should stop spending cash too much on the food, and the way the cafeteria invites her to buy some of the cooking is driving her stomach crazy.
It’s as if she had her own stomach’s life… She grunted to that. “Ah, I guess so. I don’t really like upsetting my stomach, it gives me mood swings…”[/b] sad to say this is really true – the brunette would mostly be hyper but stop whenever the stomach would grumble and demand internally. It is funny to think that a slim person like her eats… or… gobbles up more than any normal girl would do yet she doesn’t get fat. No matter what, she tried to stop these things already and went to the real deal itself. She wanted to feel arrested for even seconds just to stop herself.
Even so, she already told Yuuki something embarrassing. Walking by the cafeteria stall again, she browses on the menu and the available food, while she places her hands on the chin. The brunette was scrolling around, her eyes also looking sideways while she would try to think of what else there is kind of ‘homey’ to the approach. She sighed when she saw more sweets. She already had enough of that, precisely four slices of large cake. This is getting scary.
On the corner, she sees a cordon bleu, one of Enzo’s cooking and she smiled. “I will be getting that.”[/b] her fingers pointed while the service girl blinks at her. “I mean the whole tray please. The whole cordon bleu because I miss it so much. I will pay for it.”[/b] She added with another smile towards the counter who nodded and simply tried to avoid the bishounen appreciation she made. With that she carried the big plate again. “This is one of my faves, never knew they cook these.”[/b] She doesn’t mind the eyes everywhere. [/size][/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 Aug 5, 2012 14:05:52 GMT -5
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[/color] It was confusing to him but he was slowly learning. At least Gan wasn't yelling at him for not knowing what it was, that was something he had to work with. Quite a few things in this world he didn't know or didn't get at all. No way would he call him gay that was just way too mean and he knew that. That would truly be horrible and no way did he want to make anything awkward. Yuuki didn't get what the big problem with gay anyway, why had they done that. What would be the point of that, they were people too anyway right. What was he thinking though did Yuuki end up saying something wrong.
Not that he had been trying to what would the point have been to that anyway. This boy worked so hard on the things he needed to get done. Even if it had to be for someone else other then him. "Oh that...okies. Understandable." well at least it sorta was, while he didn't eat that much so it was just a bit odd to him. Maybe only him but he wouldn't question Gan and never really had to begin with. So this was pretty simple for the most part right. Well he only wanted to get Gan some food maybe let them relax or something. Not that it was going to help really, he could only figure out what to do about things. What he was going to say so he didn't say something wrong.
Bouncing after him he had to wonder what he was going to get. He didn't really care but then again it was his money to spend on food. Little Yuuki only went along for the ride or something however they wanted to look at. Watching him the fact that they had ordered all of that...made him a little shocked. But he would shake it off and not think much of it. "ooo that looks good." Was all he said better then going against it anyway.[/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 Aug 17, 2012 7:23:45 GMT -5
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Gannobei didn’t really mind the company – she’s always like this whenever she is engaged in such conversations, thoroughly thinking that they have been friends for such long time. Ironically speaking they’re just mere strangers at the moment, but her highness is an open book, thus this doesn’t matter much now. Besides, had she ate alone she would have been bored which was not really good, or end up with the self study as stressed by one of the people in the villa. It was strange, being reminded by something that she doesn’t really like, but she doesn’t really mind it much. The brunette kept on being like that, on her own, that is, because she felt like she was in the mood to do the nicest things.
One of her words or sentences probably made the other shocked, but she made a mistake to that. She shoos the feeling away, thinking of other excuses for the count since this wasn’t even legal, or probably not much of an activity. Men in heels is something used for costume plays, and crossovers whenever they are obliged to do it, mostly on contracts, but such that the red head would have been practical also. Anyhow, she told Yuuki of those words, since she almost slipped to that feeling and the truth about herself. She doesn’t want to ruin her excitement and her play for a short cause, but then her words are sometimes mashed up which happens to be one of those possible fake excuses. So far it works, based on the other’s response, which made her lax more, the troubles not on line.
Her quick thinking made her muster up something else, but not failure. She nods to the response first to give the guy respect, and not to be rude like that. “Yes they do. It doesn’t mean that guys who wear such things like that mean they’re gay or something… you know, there are different kinds of Japanese fashion.” she shrugs partnering to that excuse, mostly reasoning something that she has read from the books. She is Italian and English but Namimori is a place in Japan, so she considers this as part of culture. For girls, there are Lolita and stuff, and then the guys have Punk Rave and the rest. At first she was culture shocked because of the fashion but learned that it happens most of the time. “In Italy most of the people wear something civilian and probably modern with the feel, then one time in England some normal people even wear like those in books, and aristocrats. I think that suits it.” She hopes that she makes her answer part reasonable, or she’d be in trouble again when she turns to the side.
Speaking of sides, she didn’t mind the food that she just ordered, because they were pretty good and tasty. She missed something ‘homey’ as she says, and this one tray she is bringing seems to make her reminisce more of the past, when she was young, more of free and then running around just to smell the cooking. The brunette wears a small smile in her face, also thinking that Yuuki would love it too before facing the person, and then pushed the chair again casually because she had her hands occupied with the silver tray. The plates that they have remained on their table, and it was not touched by others because they stayed there. The bags were also placed on their own, hoping that no one dared take something inside on it. Everything seems fine anyway, which is why she hurriedly sits down and placed the food on the blank table.
“I just hope that they cook this well though.”
[/b] she pries towards the thing, while carefully opening and feeling the scent, along with the hot food. Her fork was on the side, and she was used to the eyes of the other people facing them because of the food. Well, it is Gannobei Garena whom they are looking at, so this isn’t pretty new. She ate much like an elephant but had a slimmer body than most of the girls studying at Millefiore. She was proud of that, but didn’t boast to it much.
There, her highness sits down again and fixed herself before she lifts up the fork and eyed at one piece. “Well, it seems like they knew how to cook these things after all.”[/b] It was not an insult but she knew how to criticize food because she simply eats a lot, and knowing that the cafeteria is Japanese then most Japanese food would be served, save the ones for the faculty and the foreigners. Really, really. I thought they have something else. She shows off another smile, then talks. “Hey, Yuuki, try this one out~”[/b] Her voice sounded inviting, and so she takes a bite off her fork letting the male take much as he can. [/size][/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 Aug 17, 2012 22:29:13 GMT -5
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[/i] He gave a small nod as if he was listening which well he was, the boy just happened to be lost in his own little thoughts as well.
Because this happened to him, and he was just so worried about messing up at the same time as tripping over his own feet. If he did cause something to happen then he would have to make up some excuse. Hope that no one would notice anything or say anything, some people happened to understand him while others didn't. The boy didn't know what to think he might end up getting people mad at him. Which was really the last thing he wanted. All he did was tilt his head, if Gan wanted to do things like that, well then he wouldn't complain. That was not his place at least he wasn't one for judging people.
Never before had he done it anyway, this blond kid was not going to question. After all it was not his place and definitely wouldn't be. "Well it's up to them what they want to do after all. So it can't be that bad plus they can also be used as a weapon. True ...fashion is just a little odd...to me." At least because well Yuuki didn't think about it, even if he was supposed to. All he did was wear whatever he wanted to when he got something, or what his parents sent. Not that he liked those clothes, Yuuki tried to cosplay and maybe even copy his brother. Which he had to figure Gale wouldn't mind anyway.
"They do? Really? True it probably does. Well it's up to them anyway." At least that was something because Yuuki never spoke up about things in front of his parents, except when his parents really said something he didn't like. More so when it had to do with his brothers, friends or anyone else he knew from random places. Which for him would probably be a lot of different places. It was pretty simple wasn't it, at least as far as they were concerned. "I hope so. It looks at least like it will be good." He just gave a small nod after all he couldn't say much for it. They would probably do the best they could or someone would make a complaint.
Not that he had heard many about this place anyway, The boy gave a small nod. Trying the food she held out to him and blinking, not sure what he could do. "Tastes good! Well to me!" Just giving another small nod he looked at her, and didn't know what to say but she should try some. "You should try it too!" He ended up telling her that, his voice a bit shaky as he spoke.
It wasn't like the boy knew what to do, he was a bit shy around people. Then again this was a guy so he didn't have to worry about much. [/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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