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Post by setokaiba on Apr 1, 2009 10:39:55 GMT -5
He walked into the Front Foyer of the main building for the Academy. He was new to the area seeing as he just arrived two hours ago. He looked around at the various people about but headed for the front desk. He could only hope he ranked high enough for the Obelisk dorm. For now he needed his class schedule and other things. He made sure his duel disk was in his bag and his three decks were safely on his belt at his right. All of that was in place, and he had a decent collection of cards in his bags, as well as clothes for his stay here.
At the front counter he looked for anyone of the teacher or receptionist sort that would be able to give him the information he needed. He was tired from the flight and the drive out to the academy. Not to mention he was getting rather hungry and thirsty. For now he waited for someone to pop up, if no one did he would go hunting someone himself.
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Post by cerise on Apr 1, 2009 11:45:41 GMT -5
She was sitting on the newly-rebuilt stairs playing something sorrowful on her violin. She had been here when the place exploded. She was one of the critically injured as the bombs went off across campus. So why was she confrotable here? Cerise didn't know. Maybe because a significant event in a bad way still was significant, and shaped her character as much as the doting of her Aunt Veronica.
"Seems appropriate..."
She muttered to herself. The song she was playing was what the players played as the Titanic sank in that old movie. Her aunt taught her to play the Violin and only referred to this song as "Sinking the Ship" so she had no idea what it actually was.
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Post by setokaiba on Apr 2, 2009 11:16:43 GMT -5
He waited afew moments before the sounds of a violin came to his ears. He knew the song from a movie and he rolled his eyes at it. But whoever played it was good. He looked away from where he was standing and let his eyes move around the foyer slowly. Maybe he should at least talk to somebody untill he can get the papers he needed. As his eyes came to the stairs he saw who was playing and smiled. Lovely young lady she was but he could tell she was troubled by something or another. With a shrug he picked up his two bags and backpack and walked over to the stairway.
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Post by cerise on Apr 4, 2009 19:09:51 GMT -5
"Hello there, fan of music?"
Cerise asked warmly as she played the tragic song on her violin. It was an old piece from the end of the last century and she doubted many would recognize it.
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Post by setokaiba on Apr 6, 2009 11:08:43 GMT -5
When she spoke he smiled and nods. He sat his bags down and leaned against the wall. " When music is played right I am. And you play wonderfully. Though i don't know its name that song is one that played on Titanic during its sinking correct? " He gave a warm smile as he turned his head slightly to watch her play and to hear her answer.
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Post by cerise on Apr 6, 2009 16:16:54 GMT -5
"Yeah."
Cerise nodded and continued playing out the melody.
"My aunt calls it 'sinking the ship'. I don't know it's name to be honest with you. But being here makes me think of it. You new, by chance?"
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Post by setokaiba on Apr 7, 2009 11:31:07 GMT -5
He smiled softly at her reply. Then with a soft playfull tone answered her question. " I knew the suitecases would give it away. Just arrived today. I'm waiting for a receptionist or someone to give my papers too and then get my dorm room and class schedule. "
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Post by cerise on Apr 7, 2009 19:10:08 GMT -5
"Administration, second floor. The registration office is to your right."
Cerixse answered with a smile before looking to the foyer around them.
"You probably heard what happened here? The bombing? It made international news."
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Post by setokaiba on Apr 8, 2009 17:16:09 GMT -5
He smiled when she told him where to go. But at her words about the bombing he shook his head. " I heard something about a bombing but I didn't get much more than that. What happened? "
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Post by cerise on Apr 8, 2009 18:50:07 GMT -5
"I was just over there when it went off. This whole place went u."
Cerise gestured with the bow of her violin toward where she had been standing when it happened.
"I'm still here. That tells you the kind of experience you transferred into, mister...?"
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Post by setokaiba on Apr 9, 2009 12:17:39 GMT -5
He looked in the direction indicated. He would have to do alittle reading it seemed. He smiled and shook his head. " Please, leave the mister off. My name is Akon. "
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