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Anyone out there called Luna, I AM SO SORRY! I was planning on a different name for my slutty, little bitch, but Luna just clicked, and then it stuck. I do NOT have anything against anyone called Luna."
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"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ula screamed. She didn't have vertigo, but even when they were on the ground, did she feel like if she fell, her head would diviso, spalato open from the height of the fall. Now she was completely certain she would fall off.
"Jeez, kid, do te know how to scream!" Grace yelled above the roar of the rippling wind. It was getting hard to breath up there. I wonder if Renya find it hard breathing so high up... Ula thought. "Well, te don't scream like a pathetic little twit, te scream like a man." Grace added. "There's another thing to add to the very short lista of things I like about you." Ula rolled her eyes. Grace could turn any compliment into an insult. It was worse though if she never complimented te in any way; it meant she really didn't like you! Dudes, a word of advice: don't annoy any Renya, of any age. Just don't.
After what seemed like forever of burying her face into a back of red coat, Grace finally grounded Daybreak, and they could dismount. "Dyuvrah! Han ret quepp toshu varv." Grace yelled over to him, throwing him a bistecca they had bought. Daybreak picked it up in his long teeth and then flew off with it.
"Hey Grace..." Ula began as she jogged to keep up with her muchtallerthanherself senior. "Do te find it hard breathing when you're flying so high up?"
"Renya don't have lungs to breath with, kid."
If Ula had been drinking something right then, she would have spit it out all over whatever was in front of her. "OKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOK, so what you're telling me, is that te eat human flesh, don't have lungs, are ridiculously strong, and are practically unbeatable in any form of combat?" she stated. "We can also do this." Grace said. She snapped her left fingers (she's left handed), and something behind Ula exploded. The girl in blue tried her best to ignore it.
"Whatever. Let's just go." She grabbed Grace's wrist, and led her inside. Once the doors behind them were closed, they were knocked down da practically every boy in the academy, beginner to elite.
"GOOD LORD OF ALL DOORBELLS, WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO te LOT?" she yelled as she was rugby-tackled to the ground alongside Ula. All she got were a load of fanboy screams. "Hey, if te want her autograph, all te have to do is ask." Grace said, pointing her thumb towards Ula. "They're fanboying over YOU, ding dong." Ula shot back, lying on her stomach, unable to move. Grace punched her in the head with little strength (making it still hurt quite a bit), and then shoved Ula out of the dog pile.
Ula happily walked off, not wanting to get back into that mess.
"Alright, what is it all te idiots want?...AND LET ME GET UP!" Grace snapped at all of her sudden fanboys. They got off her, and she brushed the dust off her coat. After eyeing her fan curiously, she noticed they were all too nervous to reply. "Hmph." she said, and walked off. One boy tugged at her cappotto sleeve until she noticed he was there.
One of the beginner students, Connor, was looking up at her with his big, shiny brown eyes. "We...we heard form Naomi that te saved her from a molester..." he spoke quietly. His voice was barely audible. "Please can you...teach us to fight like that aswell?"
Grace gave Connor a blank, yet somehow judgemental look.
"No." she replied coldly. "I despise children like you. If te all wanted to learn to fight like me, te shouldn't have sent inoltrare, avanti yourself, child. I won't bother getting mixed up in the likes of any of you. Go annoy somebody else."
Connor began to cry.
FUDGE. Grace thought, biting her lip. She really hated children. Connor was actually fourteen...but he looked and acted about six. Connor's older brother, Soren, came up to him, and cuddled the tiny child into his chest. "Please." he begged, looking her in the eye.
Grace sighed.
"Fine, if you're going to go all dramatic and teary-eyed about it." she said, rubbing the back of her skull. "I'll teach te guys to fight like me...ish. Lunch times, every Wednesday. If te think you're up for it, come. I won't go easy on anyone, be warned."
<><><>
"Oo-la-la, looks like someone's got herself a fan club!"
"Shut your trap, Earthen. This is all Naomi's fault." Grace snapped at the boy obsessed with snails. She had seen him out in the rain last week at recess, picking up every lumaca he could find and playing around with it. "If I hadn't bothered to save her, none of this would have happened. Be sure to remind her she's got no common sense for the thought of others' problems o lives, and that she should go die in a hole."
"Hey, Naomi's pretty nice. We've talked quite a bit, recently." Earthen said, sitting down successivo to the girl in red. "She doesn't consider herself too good to speak to non-famous people aswell." As Earthen started on his sandwich, Grace gave him a blank look. Before he noticed, she had placed her cold, hard fingers over his neck, right under his jaw. He jumped from the low temperature, and turned to her, confused. "Um..." he started. "Shush." Grace retorted. After a few seconds, she took her two fingers away. "Man, you're an idiot. You've detected nothing recently while talking to that actress?" she demanded. Earthen gave her a very bewildered look. "She's after you. I've seen the way she blushes every time te say hi. She's pathetic, but she has power." Grace advised him. "Don't let her claim te as her own. You're only fifteen, so be careful how te act around her. Make sure te give her no hints of any affection. Ignore her, even."
"Grace, Naomi's not 'after me'." Earthen assured her. "She's just become a close friend."
"Yeah, WAAAAAAYYY too close a friend."
"It'll be fine."
"Oh?"
"Yeah. Anyways, I already have a fiancee."
"Oh? Who is she?"
"She? Oh please, that SHE is a guy."
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...for The Hetalian Nerd, I dunno. I decided to throw some Yaoi in here.
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Grace was silent. She stared at Earthen blankly for what seemed like an eternity. Then, without any warning, she hugged Earthen like an insane, happy fangirl. "YAY! I THOUGHT I'D NEVER MEET ANYONE WHO WAS ACTUALLY PART OF YAOI!" she screamed, suddenly no longer the girl who ignored and hated everyone. "I'M SO HAPPY, te ARE IMMEDIATELY MY BEST FRIEND!"
Everyone stared at Grace in the dining hall.
Grace stared at them back.
Earthen tried to rip his arm free of her strong grip, before he Lost circulation.
His attempts were in vain.
"What?" Grace asked, eyeing the audience evilly.
They all turned back to their lunch.
"Well, looks like we've finally found your weakness." Earthen said. "I was wondering if te even had one."
"Ha, yaoi's not my weakness." Grace retorted, letting go of his arm, and putting her cold front back up. "It's something else. An insane Yaoi fangirl is just the last thing you'd ever expect me to be."
Earthen raised an eyebrow at her.
"Wish I could raise one eyebrow." Grace said, turning back to her sandwich, panino and playing with the minerals she extracted. She swallowed them like noodles. "Not a lot of Renya can do that."
<><><>
"YOU!"
"Oh god, not this again."
"You ha rubato, stola all my fanboys!"
"I'll admit, I did steal them. All fudging ZERO of them."
"Shut up! I did have them, but now te ha rubato, stola them all!"
"Excuse me? I did not. They did infact find me better than te (which is true), and decided to team up with me. Anyways, I'm not as bossy as te are."
Luna's face went as red as a tomato. Man, was she enraged. "Oh please, don't even TRYYYYY fighting me." Grace denigrated. "Remember what happened last time? I almost gave te concussion. Don't make me actually do so."
"I bet I can beat te this time! I bet I can!" Luna shrieked in her annoying as hell, high-pitched voice.
It was Tuesday lunch time, when Kouh had paperwork to do. Nobody really supervised the students, so they were free to do whatever they want. Fighting was encouraged, as it was good training...weird, but that's Kouh for you.
Luna took her stance again, as Grace threw off her coat. Last time she fought Luna, in was inside, with air-conditioning. Out here, she would get much hotter exercising in any way.
Upon seeing the newly revealed skin (Grace's camicia is actually sleeveless), all her fanboys got an insane blush over the bridge of their noses.
Grace ignored them all, and focused on the challenge at hand.
"Still think te can beat me, Queen?" Grace demanded her opponent. "Please, I'm as good as Kouh! te can't beat him, te only know your own martial arts!"
Grace smirked evilly. "Don't underestimate them. They're powerful." she said. "I won't hold back this time, either."
Luna took her first sposta towards Grace. A powerful, yet lighting-fast kick to the sternum. Grace took a step back, and grabbed the ankle. Luna twisted her leg, wrapping Grace's arms around it. This would have snapped all her bones, if she hadn't teleported her arms out in time.
The red-haired girl ducked a punch, and jabbed Luna's thighs, down to her knees, like a woodpecker beating at wood. Luna gave a short scream of pain, but ignored it quickly. She picked up her leg, and smashed her heel over Grace's upper back. Sleeveless one teleported back a bit, and rubbed her shoulder blades with a grimace of pain over her face. "Man, didn't sense that one coming." she admitted. "I could have used Carbon Fibre Block to hurt te more, but I thought I shouldn't. Looks like I'll have to use it now, huh? Come at me."
Luna didn't hesitate. She came bearing punches, kicks, blocks, everything. Whatever she threw at Grace, didn't work. She could only hurt herself more, like she was high-fiving someone really hard.
Grace just stood there, calmly, watching the girl in purple try her best to win the fight. Before Luna knew it, she had been whipped in the face.
With a albero branch.
Right?
A albero branch.
"Face it, slut. te can't beat me." Grace said, holding this giant and extremely long albero branch. "Whatever te try, no matter how much quicker I tire than you, no human will ever be able to defeat me. Stuck up and perfect I may seem, but I'm not. I've done things even te wouldn't imagine. Just give up already kid, it's pointless."
Upon throwing the albero branch onto Luna (who was now laying on the ground), Grace walked over to her coat, pulled it on, and walked off.
People avoided her, hiding in the bushes and behind trees.
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Anyone out there called Luna, I AM SO SORRY! I was planning on a different name for my slutty, little bitch, but Luna just clicked, and then it stuck. I do NOT have anything against anyone called Luna."
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"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ula screamed. She didn't have vertigo, but even when they were on the ground, did she feel like if she fell, her head would diviso, spalato open from the height of the fall. Now she was completely certain she would fall off.
"Jeez, kid, do te know how to scream!" Grace yelled above the roar of the rippling wind. It was getting hard to breath up there. I wonder if Renya find it hard breathing so high up... Ula thought. "Well, te don't scream like a pathetic little twit, te scream like a man." Grace added. "There's another thing to add to the very short lista of things I like about you." Ula rolled her eyes. Grace could turn any compliment into an insult. It was worse though if she never complimented te in any way; it meant she really didn't like you! Dudes, a word of advice: don't annoy any Renya, of any age. Just don't.
After what seemed like forever of burying her face into a back of red coat, Grace finally grounded Daybreak, and they could dismount. "Dyuvrah! Han ret quepp toshu varv." Grace yelled over to him, throwing him a bistecca they had bought. Daybreak picked it up in his long teeth and then flew off with it.
"Hey Grace..." Ula began as she jogged to keep up with her muchtallerthanherself senior. "Do te find it hard breathing when you're flying so high up?"
"Renya don't have lungs to breath with, kid."
If Ula had been drinking something right then, she would have spit it out all over whatever was in front of her. "OKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOK, so what you're telling me, is that te eat human flesh, don't have lungs, are ridiculously strong, and are practically unbeatable in any form of combat?" she stated. "We can also do this." Grace said. She snapped her left fingers (she's left handed), and something behind Ula exploded. The girl in blue tried her best to ignore it.
"Whatever. Let's just go." She grabbed Grace's wrist, and led her inside. Once the doors behind them were closed, they were knocked down da practically every boy in the academy, beginner to elite.
"GOOD LORD OF ALL DOORBELLS, WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO te LOT?" she yelled as she was rugby-tackled to the ground alongside Ula. All she got were a load of fanboy screams. "Hey, if te want her autograph, all te have to do is ask." Grace said, pointing her thumb towards Ula. "They're fanboying over YOU, ding dong." Ula shot back, lying on her stomach, unable to move. Grace punched her in the head with little strength (making it still hurt quite a bit), and then shoved Ula out of the dog pile.
Ula happily walked off, not wanting to get back into that mess.
"Alright, what is it all te idiots want?...AND LET ME GET UP!" Grace snapped at all of her sudden fanboys. They got off her, and she brushed the dust off her coat. After eyeing her fan curiously, she noticed they were all too nervous to reply. "Hmph." she said, and walked off. One boy tugged at her cappotto sleeve until she noticed he was there.
One of the beginner students, Connor, was looking up at her with his big, shiny brown eyes. "We...we heard form Naomi that te saved her from a molester..." he spoke quietly. His voice was barely audible. "Please can you...teach us to fight like that aswell?"
Grace gave Connor a blank, yet somehow judgemental look.
"No." she replied coldly. "I despise children like you. If te all wanted to learn to fight like me, te shouldn't have sent inoltrare, avanti yourself, child. I won't bother getting mixed up in the likes of any of you. Go annoy somebody else."
Connor began to cry.
FUDGE. Grace thought, biting her lip. She really hated children. Connor was actually fourteen...but he looked and acted about six. Connor's older brother, Soren, came up to him, and cuddled the tiny child into his chest. "Please." he begged, looking her in the eye.
Grace sighed.
"Fine, if you're going to go all dramatic and teary-eyed about it." she said, rubbing the back of her skull. "I'll teach te guys to fight like me...ish. Lunch times, every Wednesday. If te think you're up for it, come. I won't go easy on anyone, be warned."
<><><>
"Oo-la-la, looks like someone's got herself a fan club!"
"Shut your trap, Earthen. This is all Naomi's fault." Grace snapped at the boy obsessed with snails. She had seen him out in the rain last week at recess, picking up every lumaca he could find and playing around with it. "If I hadn't bothered to save her, none of this would have happened. Be sure to remind her she's got no common sense for the thought of others' problems o lives, and that she should go die in a hole."
"Hey, Naomi's pretty nice. We've talked quite a bit, recently." Earthen said, sitting down successivo to the girl in red. "She doesn't consider herself too good to speak to non-famous people aswell." As Earthen started on his sandwich, Grace gave him a blank look. Before he noticed, she had placed her cold, hard fingers over his neck, right under his jaw. He jumped from the low temperature, and turned to her, confused. "Um..." he started. "Shush." Grace retorted. After a few seconds, she took her two fingers away. "Man, you're an idiot. You've detected nothing recently while talking to that actress?" she demanded. Earthen gave her a very bewildered look. "She's after you. I've seen the way she blushes every time te say hi. She's pathetic, but she has power." Grace advised him. "Don't let her claim te as her own. You're only fifteen, so be careful how te act around her. Make sure te give her no hints of any affection. Ignore her, even."
"Grace, Naomi's not 'after me'." Earthen assured her. "She's just become a close friend."
"Yeah, WAAAAAAYYY too close a friend."
"It'll be fine."
"Oh?"
"Yeah. Anyways, I already have a fiancee."
"Oh? Who is she?"
"She? Oh please, that SHE is a guy."
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...for The Hetalian Nerd, I dunno. I decided to throw some Yaoi in here.
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—
Grace was silent. She stared at Earthen blankly for what seemed like an eternity. Then, without any warning, she hugged Earthen like an insane, happy fangirl. "YAY! I THOUGHT I'D NEVER MEET ANYONE WHO WAS ACTUALLY PART OF YAOI!" she screamed, suddenly no longer the girl who ignored and hated everyone. "I'M SO HAPPY, te ARE IMMEDIATELY MY BEST FRIEND!"
Everyone stared at Grace in the dining hall.
Grace stared at them back.
Earthen tried to rip his arm free of her strong grip, before he Lost circulation.
His attempts were in vain.
"What?" Grace asked, eyeing the audience evilly.
They all turned back to their lunch.
"Well, looks like we've finally found your weakness." Earthen said. "I was wondering if te even had one."
"Ha, yaoi's not my weakness." Grace retorted, letting go of his arm, and putting her cold front back up. "It's something else. An insane Yaoi fangirl is just the last thing you'd ever expect me to be."
Earthen raised an eyebrow at her.
"Wish I could raise one eyebrow." Grace said, turning back to her sandwich, panino and playing with the minerals she extracted. She swallowed them like noodles. "Not a lot of Renya can do that."
<><><>
"YOU!"
"Oh god, not this again."
"You ha rubato, stola all my fanboys!"
"I'll admit, I did steal them. All fudging ZERO of them."
"Shut up! I did have them, but now te ha rubato, stola them all!"
"Excuse me? I did not. They did infact find me better than te (which is true), and decided to team up with me. Anyways, I'm not as bossy as te are."
Luna's face went as red as a tomato. Man, was she enraged. "Oh please, don't even TRYYYYY fighting me." Grace denigrated. "Remember what happened last time? I almost gave te concussion. Don't make me actually do so."
"I bet I can beat te this time! I bet I can!" Luna shrieked in her annoying as hell, high-pitched voice.
It was Tuesday lunch time, when Kouh had paperwork to do. Nobody really supervised the students, so they were free to do whatever they want. Fighting was encouraged, as it was good training...weird, but that's Kouh for you.
Luna took her stance again, as Grace threw off her coat. Last time she fought Luna, in was inside, with air-conditioning. Out here, she would get much hotter exercising in any way.
Upon seeing the newly revealed skin (Grace's camicia is actually sleeveless), all her fanboys got an insane blush over the bridge of their noses.
Grace ignored them all, and focused on the challenge at hand.
"Still think te can beat me, Queen?" Grace demanded her opponent. "Please, I'm as good as Kouh! te can't beat him, te only know your own martial arts!"
Grace smirked evilly. "Don't underestimate them. They're powerful." she said. "I won't hold back this time, either."
Luna took her first sposta towards Grace. A powerful, yet lighting-fast kick to the sternum. Grace took a step back, and grabbed the ankle. Luna twisted her leg, wrapping Grace's arms around it. This would have snapped all her bones, if she hadn't teleported her arms out in time.
The red-haired girl ducked a punch, and jabbed Luna's thighs, down to her knees, like a woodpecker beating at wood. Luna gave a short scream of pain, but ignored it quickly. She picked up her leg, and smashed her heel over Grace's upper back. Sleeveless one teleported back a bit, and rubbed her shoulder blades with a grimace of pain over her face. "Man, didn't sense that one coming." she admitted. "I could have used Carbon Fibre Block to hurt te more, but I thought I shouldn't. Looks like I'll have to use it now, huh? Come at me."
Luna didn't hesitate. She came bearing punches, kicks, blocks, everything. Whatever she threw at Grace, didn't work. She could only hurt herself more, like she was high-fiving someone really hard.
Grace just stood there, calmly, watching the girl in purple try her best to win the fight. Before Luna knew it, she had been whipped in the face.
With a albero branch.
Right?
A albero branch.
"Face it, slut. te can't beat me." Grace said, holding this giant and extremely long albero branch. "Whatever te try, no matter how much quicker I tire than you, no human will ever be able to defeat me. Stuck up and perfect I may seem, but I'm not. I've done things even te wouldn't imagine. Just give up already kid, it's pointless."
Upon throwing the albero branch onto Luna (who was now laying on the ground), Grace walked over to her coat, pulled it on, and walked off.
People avoided her, hiding in the bushes and behind trees.
