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Post by Terrible Duo. on Oct 17, 2005 17:11:55 GMT
"Every morning when I wake up there's a halo hanging from the corner of my girlfriend's four poster bed!" A voice rang out, slightly off key. It was broken, yes, so it was deeper than say, a pre-pubescent boy's, but that didn't mean it was any easier on the ears. Davan's nose crinkled and a fist shot out to make a connection with his brother's shoulder.
"Oh for cryin' out loud will you shut the fuck up? That's the only line you know and you can't sing."
"And you can can you?"
"Just because I'm half as smart as you I'm tone deaf..."
"Go on then!"
Davan coughed. "Welcome to the midnight ball room, and, HEY! Fly me to the moon and let me..."
Then it was Davan's turn to be smacked upside the head by Sasha.
And so enter the twins. Sasha and Davan. They weren't identical, hell no, but they had that strange tie that all twins have, and sometimes people wondered if they could walk six feet apart with out exploding, or being yoinked back by an invisable elastic band. But it didn't happen, because this year, *gasp* they had taken different courses. Davan had taken the physical route, PE, Sports, Biology, Sport Science... And Sasha the Acedemic. Math, Physics, English...
For the first time in a long time the two were apart in their classes, and for the first time ever, Davan was actually achieving and maintaining decent grades. Shock Shock Horror Horror.
It was currently 0755 hours in the morning, school started at 0830 hours, and they were waiting on Triss. This meant the two of them were perched on their usual spot, on the far left of the school entrance on the low wall that surrounded the school building. After their brief outburst, the two settled for humming both of their own indivdual tunes, tunelessly.
To the outside eye, they appeared thusly. Davan was the slightly broodier one, if they could be labeled broody. He certainly had the appearence for it with his long dark hair tied back with a red ribbion, white long sleeved t-shirt with a black shortsleeved over it, black baggies and a pair of battered old military surplus combat boots. His eyes were a vivd blue though, and he stared out at the world from under black whisps of hair while occasionally rubbing at the five o'clock shadow on his chin.
Sasha sat more upright, hands by his side (as opposed to his brothers that rested on his lap.) He was slightly scrawnier as he didn't bulk up as much, and wore blue baggy jeans and a non-descript black t-shirt with some design on it, and a black shirt unbottoned over that. He wore trainers. His hair blew all over his face, too long to stay out his face, too short to tie back, and too haphazard to consider stylish. Again, there was the bright blue eyes, watching the street for the tiny little thing that always managed to pop up from no-where.
"You think he likes his new carer?" Davan asked conversationally.
As always, when Davan showed caring for someone other than him, Sasha felt an angry flare of jealousy. He qwelled it, as always, and shrugged. "I dunno. Why not ask him when he gets here?"
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Post by triss on Oct 17, 2005 21:26:58 GMT
" Dont worry do your best nanananananananananana"
Oh what a good videogame, it was the biggest flippin trip in the world. FIrst there was a remarkably colourful rainbow intro including sinsing ducks red humping pandas, and an odd being with a sparkly cone on his head playing a white acoustic gguitar. He flies about space and accidentally knocks all the stars out of the sky, and it is your job as the prince to for whatever reason, but the starts that the king knocked out into the sky. Ah how Triss loved Katamari Damacy, what an amazing videogame. It was immensly ammusing, even thought all you are doing is rolling a bunch of crap in a ball and tossing it up into the sky to make a star.
Oh good god, he had fun with that game. He got it just recently and he already beat it, thats how much he owned, it was just part of who he was, and part of who he was possibly the largest and most adorable anime nerd on the planet. His tiny artistic hands werehidden beneath an ocean of thick fabric, his oversized sweater. His long legs sped by at impossibly speeds, leaving a massive cloud of dust behind. Waist lenght chesnut brown hair swaying in the wind, suddenly behind the twins there was a mighty roar and a small hair beast upon them.
" AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!"
And having succesfully glomped the both of them, without harming them as he had managed since he had met them, he smiles and giggles some, as the happy little Tristian he was. YAY HIS FRIENDS! Oh he loved his friends, you cant live without them, ohoho no.
" Hey guys!" The greeting was said with a smile, such was the nature of a young happy Tristian. He seemed happy enough, he was moved into a knew house, and the man he was livin with, Eric was really cool too. Sure he had a mountain of homework but it was all done and Triss was ready to face the day. Picnic kibun feel so good nanananannananananananana.
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Post by Terrible Duo. on Oct 17, 2005 21:40:57 GMT
Davan managed to stay on the wall, Sasha fell. He fwumped gently into the pushes as he was glomped, and swore profusely under his breath. Wordlessly Davan jumped up, reached over and grabbed his brother by the wrist, hauling him upright with such a force he bi-passed the wall completely and landed upright. Sasha swung a little and Davan reached an arm out over his brothers shoulders to support him until his head stopped swimming.
"So how are you? What's your new carer like? You gonna keep him?" Davan tilted his head, the wind rustling through his bangs. Definatly the more out going of the too. Sasha's head finally stopped swimming and he moved off from his brother, picking up their two ruck sacks and handing Davan his, before hicking his up on his own shoulder.
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Post by triss on Oct 18, 2005 17:49:52 GMT
Keeheehee he glomped them, and one fell haha. Tristian was finding everything insanely ammusing today, he was on what his doctors would call a high. Ah the joys of bipolar disorder, but young Tristian didnt know that yet, nobody knew it yet. Afterall he seemed perfectly fine, what is wrong with a cute child who seems perfectly happy? Sure a handful of people wondered if he was okay, seeing how he was so bouncy and all, but it was much better than him being one of those angsty gothic teens, so nobody dared to question his happy behaviour. Besides Tristian was like a little ray of sunshine, it was a good thing.
Well, what he saw with those big happy eyes of him wasnt anythng different either. Davan always stayed up and Sasha always fell. Did I mention that he loved his friends? Oh yes, he did, he wouldnt have this any other way. What was his new carer like?Oh he was amazing, he was a decent guy, he loved the pets, he loved well, everything, he couldnt possibly find anything to complain, save the fact that he probably wouldnt be stayin with him long. He really, I mean really really liked Eric. Already he had felt himself growing attached to him, just knowing that he would have to go through all the trouble of packing and unpacking ahhrivated him. He needed stability, just one place he could be an stay put in ya know?
But you would never guess he had such things on his mind. Not with the way his voice rang out cheerily, not with the way his eyes glistened with happiness.No, not him ever. Even if anything was wrong, he would have denied it, at this moment he was feelin so good, he had a hard time believing anything was wrong.
" Daw he's great, but Im only wich him for a short while. What about you two, hows it going?"
Tristian never stayed on the topic of himself for too long, he didnt want to stay and talk about himself forever, it was a tad self absorbed, and he tried his best not to be selfish. With a swing his massive black, and very heavy backpack was on his shoulders, stuffed full of all the work he did last night. Today was going to be good, soon as the bell rang he would be right off to his home ec class.
Home ec? Why would a guy be taking home ec? Well, all the classes were taken and he had to choose between that and business, wich required a shit load of coomputer work, wich he wasnt at all good at. He hadnt done home ec before, so it was something knew. However, there was a downside to this, young Tristian was left without an art class, wich brought him great misery. Not to mention a few classes in he began to discover that home ec was a pile of bullshit. Why was he the only kid in his class who knew how to make pancakes? Honestly.
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Post by Terrible Duo. on Oct 19, 2005 9:10:19 GMT
"Bonehead here managed to stab himself in the thigh with his kendo stick at his DPS club thing over the weekend, and is now walking with a limb because he damaged muscle." Sasha said, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder at his brother.
Davan frowned and reached out to smack Sasha on the shoulder, missed and swayed a little. "I *did not* you little stream of vaginal discharge!" He snapped back. "I was sparring with the new teacher guy. He smacked me one on the leg because I was always throwing myself about and not really covering my legs. Legs, he said, were the most important bit because without them you can't get anywhere." The two exchanged faces for a few minutes, but as Triss started to head off into the actual school yard instead of loitering outside, Sasha moved back and Davan threw his arm about his brother's shoulder and leant heavily upon him for support.
The darkhaired one was limping, that was for sure. Sasha hummed a little and grinned somewhat under a flap of hair that moved over his face. "But enough about what usually happens at our weekend, where is it your staying now? What's the guy actually like, and second point, can't you go to your allocator and ask her to just let you stay with that guy, if you like him so much?"
The boys didn't care if Triss didn't like to talk about himself. They were nosy, and they'd keep switching the subject *back* to Triss, until he actually spilled about what it was like instead of just a vague, "oh he's great." what the hell kind of answer was that? They wanted answers damn it. That was one thing they had in common, they were both as nosy as...a nosy thing.
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Post by triss on Oct 20, 2005 11:18:15 GMT
TRistian giggled at Sasha. You know why? Because it sounded exactly like Davan to pull something like that. He didnt know how the hell he would manage it, but he was Davan, only Davan could do it, seeing how he was the more physical out of the two of them. Really Davan couldnt stand to sit around and paint, and Tristian probably couldnt do, whatever the heck Davan did. Sure Tristian was in the track team ( just look at those legs) but he didnt feel that it really counted for much.
" Aha!"
He laughed at Davan now. Laugh out loud stream of vaginal discharge, oh this was too much. Already his monday morning was going smoothly. Upon hearing his story he couldnt help but chuckle. Oh he didnt hurt himself, someone else hurt him, that sounded even better.
" So either way you got owned right? Ha."
He had known these guys for a bit, and a few days into the friendship he would learn that they liked to sig into other people's business. In the back of his mind he felt that something like this would no doubt get them into trouble, but he wasnt going to go about rubbin that sort of stuff in their face.
"Hes got long red hair, and a bunch of animals, and I dont know if I can ask to stay. I was told it was only supposed to be temporary, hes only just supervising me until the other guy gets back from wherever he is."
Alright, long hair, animals. That just might be as much as they were going to get. Maybe if Eric didnt mind, he could have the two over and see for themselves. If not, aw heck they always ended up hanging out somewhere else anyway.
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Post by Terrible Duo. on Oct 20, 2005 16:55:46 GMT
"Cool, what are the animals like?What kind? " Sasha loved animals. Davan, not so much. But both were slightly allergic, and therefore didn't have much contact with them. Their aunt was ever so slightly paranoid about their extremely unlikely extreme reactions. They walked in sync, despite Davan's limp and his occasional swear under his breath as his brother strained him a little too much. They got fairly deep inside the playground, and there Sasha lowered his brother to a bench.
Davan's hands moved to his thigh to rub the tensed muscle, and he drew in a quick breath. "I was so not owned, " He growled, slightly to himself since Sasha and Triss were probably about to launch into a triade about animals now. He didn't like animals as much as his brother, they tended to get in the way, and unlike people they had a pretty definate lifespan so he'd be relucant to get attached. Hell, Davan had problems socialising with others as it was. They tended to irrtate him more than he was welcome to admit.
Sasha paused, and glanced at his watch, hand lifting to sweep some hair from his eyes before his attention moved back to Triss, looking at him expectantly, and with a gleam in his eyes that said. "Tell me more, you know I'll just keep asking."
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Post by anakai on Oct 23, 2005 17:05:35 GMT
The start of school was still a while away. It was common she got here early enough to watch everyone else drag their feet to get into the building. Oh how she despised most of the kids that attended the high school. With a few given acceptions to some. She was also considered the odd one out. Not very physical...more of a commonly known book-worm. Though she quite enjoyed Biology. Which she shared a class with one of the few interesting guys here.
Her dark brown strands were roughly put up into a twisted back-clip. Kept hair from her face. The small rimless glasses she sported always stayed at the end of her nose. Adding to the book-worm look. She didn't need them really. They were just...there. And as always she came dressed in a school-girl outfit. Skirt, sailor-like top. A nice cutesy look to go with her not-so-cutesy attitude. Average 18 year old.
Sapphire eyes caught sight of her target. Her only true friend at this hell hole. With a slight smirk, she walked off to join him. Once she got in normal talking distance she replaced the smirk with a smile and crossed her arms across her chest. "Off in their own little world again, Davan?" They shared the same outlook on life pretty much. Though she was more into the reading and writing then the running and sports.
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Post by triss on Oct 23, 2005 17:17:12 GMT
" Yeah I know I know. They are preeetttyy neat, one is a sheepdog of sorts...I think and erm...that's just about all I can remember. Oh and he has fishies, sharks type things and or pirahnas. There good enough?"
He knew them well enough to know how very nosy they had been since, since forever! Well, since he met them, and they were right. Tristian may as well get it over with, and tell them everything they wanted to know, otherwise they would never shut up and this conversation would drag on until lunchbreak.
But reallyhow much did they want him to tell?There wasnt much, he didnt think so really, and suppose there was a lot to tell, do you think he'd know or remember? he just moved in yesterday geeze, give the kid some time. However, he was not at all offended, actually it was somewhat predictable, seeing how theyhad been this way for a long time, but goodness these guys were great, cant live without 'em. Them being nosey was a whole lot better than them being trendy and boring, and he had finally found two people that could keep up with his endless supply of energy.
Yep that was Sasha and Davan but who the heck was this chick? Well, she knew Davan, thats for sure, and he didnt quite know what to make of her just by looking at her. So, he would kind of just, you know, stand there, looking cute like he usually did, what with the big brown eyes and long hair. If she cared to know who he was she would ask, and if she did he would answer, pretty straight forward.
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Post by Terrible Duo. on Oct 23, 2005 17:31:38 GMT
Davan's head snapped up while Sasha and Davan nattered. Damn his thigh was sore. There was bruising too, but OUCH!. He glared at it and then his face broke into a smile when he saw Anakai. Triss was right to think she was an odd girl, but then Triss was odd, and Davan and Sasha were odd themselves. She'd laughed loudly when their instructor had belted Davan in the thigh, and it was her laughter that stang the most.
Not like he wanted to impress her, hell no. Never, naw. No such thing. She was two years older than them, for christsake.
He offered up a grin, and it was Sasha that went to introduce Tristian and Anakai. "Triss, this is Anakai, Ana, this is Triss. Ana goes to Davan's DPS wanna-be's group."
Davan threw a handful of grass at his brother, who turned around and kicked his ankle. For a few akward moments the two of them wrestled on the bench, leaving Triss and Anakai to befriend each other.
Various insults were flung back and forth, and various slaps until the bench fell over and Davan had Sasha pinned on the grass behind it, both panting heavily, red in the face, and glaring. Now it had moved onto a staring match, and it was over something so painfully trivial too.
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Post by anakai on Oct 23, 2005 17:44:44 GMT
Though it was not her intention on meeting anyone new today, especially not someone a good 3 years younger then she, she turned and put on her *Fine. I'll play nice* smile. This...Triss...was definitly no normal high and mighty student himself. Though he presented himself well enough. At least he had manners.
Anakai took a step away from the tumbling twins and a step closer to Triss. "They never give it a rest, do they? Always at it..." A shake of the head followed by a shudder. Poor Davan. He'd actually gotten hurt and she laughed. Though even the thought of it made her giggle mentally. it's not that she was laughing at him, so to speak, but at the fact that it happened. She may be odd and sometimes short-tempered. But never cruel. At least not to him. Sasha, on the other hand, she liked to torment at times. She'd apologize to him (Davan) later. That is...if he made it through his brother.
Her attention once again drifted to the boy she stood next to. With one quick sweep, she sized him up, but didn't put a label to him. Or more correctly, *couldn't* put a label to him. So she let it alone. "Should we let them continue? Cause class starts soon...." The rush of student to the building told her the time. As it did every school morning.
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Post by triss on Oct 25, 2005 11:26:46 GMT
Upon being intriduced he simply waved his hand once and gave Anakai a casual " hey " as a greeting, watching the two brothers wrestling eachother, and giggling to himself under his breath. Leave them to fight, its what siblings do.
Or so he had been told. He was a single child, well he was now, he couldnt possibly remember the infant sister he had back when he was five years old. Sometimes out of curiosity he would wonder what his mother and father were like ( he didnt know his mom was dead) and what they were doing that time, and what his life would have been like now if he had them. Not to say he didnt like Eric, he loved hanging out with him but, it would always be nice to know. He looked thoughtful for a moment, taking in the situation and then looed at Anakai.
" Yeah...we gotta get going. ALRIGHT BREAK IT UP GUYS!"
WAPISH!!!
That painful slapping noise was the sound Tristians hand made when it came into contact with someones ass, this time it was Sasha who would get spanked, and it always got someones attention. Tristians spanks werent very pleasant, and more like a rude awakening, they were sharp, painful and powerful even with such little hands, hidden inside his sweater.
" Class is starting soon and we havent even made it inside the school yet."
So that was his way of saying " smarten the hell up and get going" only in a much nicer sweeter way. He didnt want to go to his geography class and study something boring like population, but he just wanted to get his day over with, so he would kind of have to go he didnt want to disappoint Eric when the school called in saying that he skipped.
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Post by Terrible Duo. on Oct 27, 2005 10:33:29 GMT
"OW!" Came Sasha responce, and then Tristian was smacked in the face by Davan's jumper. If anything, the two brother's were extremely over protective and if you hit one, you generally got hit by way of automatic response by the other. Davan's jumper had been tied around his waist, explains why he wasn't wearing it. The two got the message though, mainly thought the bell ringing rather loudly.
Davan managed to clamber upright first, hauled Sasha up with him, and then grabbed his jumper from around tristian's head and flashed a grin at Anakai, before picking grass from his brother's hair.
"Well, I suppose we should get thumping along. Meet you two at the cafeteria at break time then?" Sasha said, scooping his brother's arm up and around his shoulder. They were all in different form classes, as to be expected from their varying ages.
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Post by anakai on Oct 30, 2005 13:57:47 GMT
Anakai watched with a slight grin. Not the way she would have done it, but eh. Whatever works. Though she was glad that it wasn't her in the line of Triss' hand. A nice breeze swept through, pulling her in the direction of the building. The girl flashed her own smile back at Davan and nodded to seeing them later.
"Yes. Break. See ya'll later." Ya'll? Her dad was rubbing off on her. A nice mental shiver. That was a pleasant thought. Not...The bell ended with a last ring. It was this last ring that brought most of the students stumbling into the building, tripping over eachother and their own feet. Comical? perhaps. Pathetic? Most definitly.
Anakai rushed in behind the last of the students and made it to her English class before the teacher locked the door. Heh. She loved the class......despised the teacher. it ALL works.
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