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Post by Frankie Cuzco on Jul 23, 2009 20:46:29 GMT -5
FRANKIE CUZCO !! At the moment Frankie wasn’t feeling particularly mischievous or rebellious. Right now, he felt like sleeping not that he didn’t get plenty of it. Usually Frankie slept so much that he was late for classes because he overslept in the class before. When Frankie isn’t causing trouble he is annoying teachers by not paying attention, and it works.
However as much as Frankie wished to take a nap and escape reality his dorm mates were currently in the process of some game that Frankie quickly removed himself from to the common room. The common room however was even more rowdy because practically his whole house was sitting in there being entertained by some seventh year that just bought some joke shop goods. That left Frankie to explore the school to find a quiet place.
That would be the reason he was now sitting in the corner of an empty classroom with all the desks pushed aside to make room for his gigantic 6 foot 8 inch body. Finally Frankie found a place to relax, even though the hard floor and small corner wasn’t the most comfortable Frankie had his experience hiding in uncomfortable places for a while.
Just as he was about to fall asleep he heard a BANG and footsteps enter the room. Frankie had half the mind to hex the person on the spot for disturbing his almost fallen sleep. It wasn’t like there weren’t about a dozen other empty classrooms that the person could barge into, but no whoever it was had to chose this room, just Frankie’s luck. ”Couldya keep it down?” Frankie asked in his southern accent, his tone clearly irritated, ”Some people are tryin ta sleep ya know.”
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Post by Nick Richards on Jul 23, 2009 21:01:56 GMT -5
It took a minute before Nick realized that he had interrupted something by barging into the room. His eyebrows rose and he blinked in surprised embarrassment at the pair in the room. They looked so thoroughly stunned that the female half of the pair wasn’t aware of her shirt sliding off a shoulder. Nick flushed pink before apologizing profusely and scampering out of the room faster than one could say “Quidditch”.
He dashed down the halls before spotting a door to what he hoped was an empty classroom. Nick yanked it open and ran in, slamming it loudly behind him. For a moment, he stood with his head pressed against the foggy glass of the door and fought to catch his breath. He was so distracted that he never noticed the long legs in a corner of the classroom. It wasn’t until an annoyed voice rang out that he realized he wasn’t alone.
”Couldya keep it down?” Nick let out a strangled sound and whirled around, eyes wide. He was mentally praying that whoever it was, was fully dressed. Nick was sure he didn’t need any more mental scarring. He was relieved when he saw a teen around his own age, fully dressed and watching him. "Some people are tryin ta sleep ya know.”[/b]
“Sleep?” Nick asked, dropping onto an empty desk. He scratched the back of his head. “Er…sorry?”
[[OOC: With all those empty classrooms, someone's gotta walk in on something at some point of their school life right? LOL]]
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Post by Frankie Cuzco on Jul 23, 2009 21:21:20 GMT -5
FRANKIE CUZCO !! When Frankie actually looked at the guy that ran into the room he realized that the guy looked a little panicked. Not the kind of panicked that would be pegged on someone that just did something wrong,
Frankie knew that kind of look from a mile away. This guy looked like he was running away from something he didn’t want to be involved in. No matter it didn’t give him reason to go waking people up.
Even funnier though was the funny little yell that the guy gave once Frankie finally spoke up. Clearly the guy wasn’t expecting anyone else to be in the room. However as funny as it was it didn’t cut though Frankie’s thick irritation at the fact that this guy just interrupted his sleeping process, Frankie doesn’t like to be woken up, especially in a loud exuberant manner like this.
The guy seemed kind of shocked when Frankie said that he was trying to sleep. Wasn’t it perfectly normal for someone to sleep in the empty rooms? Well, no, but normal wasn’t really in Frankie’s vocabulary. ”Yeah man,” Frankie drawled like a sleepy cowboy while he decided that it was no use now to sleep. So Frankie stood up to his full 6 foot 8 inch height and sauntered over to where the guy was standing and decided to mess with him. ”Haven’ ya heard of it?”
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Post by Nick Richards on Jul 23, 2009 21:41:06 GMT -5
Nick couldn’t help but looked a little bit intimidated as the other stood from his spot, walking over. Wow. He was…huge. He was probably at least 7 to 8 inches taller than himself. For the first time, Nick felt rather small. That was a feeling he wasn’t really familiar with. Sure his father and brother were taller than him but they rarely made him feel well, small, tiny. This was new.
Nick shifted slightly on the desk and leaned back, resting his weight against his arms and subtly making sure that his wand was against his wrist for easy access, just in case. He noted that the taller teen had a strange southern like accent.
”Yeah man, Haven’ ya heard of it?”
“Sleep?” Nick asked back, brain blanking for a moment before he realized that was what he was asking. Either this really tall dude was messing with him or really ticked that he messed up his sleeping time. “Like I said, sorry? It wasn’t like I meant to wake you. I would have preferred the room to be empty and I could catch a breather while I dug my eyes out or washed them out with acid,”
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Post by Frankie Cuzco on Jul 23, 2009 21:51:34 GMT -5
FRANKIE CUZCO !! It was fun seeing the guy try to find a sufficient answer. Apparently Frankie was freaking the guy out, probably thought he was going to hurt him or something. No, Frankie wouldn’t just hex the guy, not now anyway. Frankie wasn’t really in the mood to do anything like that but it was still fun to watch the guy squirm like he was trying to answer in a way that wouldn’t earn him a big nasty hex or just a fist in the face.
However the last comment the guy said made Frankie chuckle. This guy was a good source of entertainment. So instead of messing with him Frankie decided he wanted to know why the hell this guy would want to scour his eyes. ”Don’ worry bout it” Frankie drawled, ”Now why wouldya wanna pull yer eyes out?” Frankie asked interested.
NOTE;; not my best post...
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Post by Nick Richards on Jul 23, 2009 22:02:12 GMT -5
”Don’ worry bout it, Now why wouldya wanna pull yer eyes out?”
“That’s a broad question with many answers,” Nick responded. “Various reasons could want me to scour my eyes out,” Nick shifted again, changing the way he sat on the desk. His legs crossed Indian style and his arms rested on his knees, his head sitting in the palm of his right hand. “Wanting to see how being blind feels like before running into too many walls causes me to go to the hospital wing. Maybe I wanna walk around wearing an eye patch just cause. Maybe I want to see how many people will knock a blind dude down the stairs for kicks,”
Nick shrugged. “Like I said. Many reasons,” He smirked in a vague manner. “But I think the main reason above all of those right now is the fact that I just walked in on two people about to go at it like rabbits,” He shuddered, “Not something I need to see,”
Nick shrugged again. “So, why are you sleeping here as opposed to sleeping in the common rooms? Idiots for roommates? Loud jerks who can’t shut up?”
[[ooc: Not bad. My post ain’t that great either. XD]]
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Post by Frankie Cuzco on Jul 23, 2009 22:18:16 GMT -5
FRANKIE CUZCO !! As he spoke Frankie listened while absently leaning against a wall. It was kind of entertaining hearing the guys reasoning one after another being more and more unreasonable. The guy was probably exaggerating but Frankie didn’t really care because Frankie rarely cared about a thing. However his last reasoning seemed like the real deal and Frankie laughed out loud.
”Sucks man,” Frankie said. That would be awkward walking in on something like that. However Frankie doubted he would react like this guy. Frankie was chill and careless so he would probably push it off. This guy though was kind of freaking out about it, oh well.
”All of the above,” Frankie answered because it was all true. Loud room mates, loud common room; it was hard to find a place to sleep when everywhere was so loud. ”No where quiet enough ta sleep really.”
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Post by Nick Richards on Jul 23, 2009 22:41:35 GMT -5
Nick nodded. He understood the housemates/roommates thing. His own roommates never were quiet either. He wasn’t sure if he should be a little miffed since the other laughed at his last reason but no matter. At least it didn’t seem like he was going to kill him now. Actually, he seemed a little amused, just a little bit at his expense he supposed. Perhaps his reaction wasn’t great but still, it was a rather spur of the moment thing. A spur of the moment thing that, if his friends or brother would learn, he would never live it down. It was one of those things they would make fun of him for, for ages.
“I get that,” Nick said. “My own roommates aren’t great either. That’s why when I can con my friend into it; I sleep in the Luminosity dorms. Have yet to be found out,” Nick smiled faintly. “Their dorms are much, much quieter. That and I can bug them for homework help.”
Nick scratched his cheek then asked, “Who are you by the way? I might as well know the name of the person who sleeps in empty classrooms and listens to my babble,”
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Post by Frankie Cuzco on Jul 24, 2009 21:11:23 GMT -5
FRANKIE CUZCO !! His guy had a good idea about switching up the places he slept. However there was no way Frankie was even stepping foot into a Luminosity dorm. If his father were to hear about his it would give him hope, no matter how cold hearted this sounds Frankie doesn’t want his father to have hope.
However the option of a quieter dorm seemed to be an amazing idea. Frankie couldn’t think of another place besides Luminosity that would be quiet. Dissemblance would just be rowdy or in fight, Bravura was just action packed, and apparently Demmural wasn’t all too quiet. The guy didn’t say where he was from but obviously he wasn’t from Bravura or Luminosity and he just didn’t seem vindictive enough to fit into Dissemblance. So he had to be a Demmural.
”Oh I’ma Frankie Cuzco,” Frankie said in his lazy Southern drawl, ”Don’ worry bout the babble, I got a little brother.” Nigel, Frankie’s little brother, was a constant chatter box and the son Frankie’s father always wanted. Nigel was easily bent to his father’s will and was all too willing. ”Who are ya?”
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Post by Nick Richards on Jul 24, 2009 21:37:50 GMT -5
”Oh I’ma Frankie Cuzco, Don’ worry bout the babble, I got a little brother. Who are ya?”[/b]
“I’m Nick. Nick Richards,” Nick greeted. “Demurral,” Hm…at first glance, Frankie seemed rather intimidating but Nick supposed that as long as he didn’t do or say anything stupid, he’d walk away from this encounter with his head still on his shoulders. “A little brother? I’ve got a bro too. Annoying bugger he is though,”
Nick wondered if this guy would turn him into the professor for sleeping in the Luminosity dorms. He hoped not since this guy seemed like he liked his sleep. He figured that if he could, he could probably get Frankie a spot in the Luminosity dorms. They just wouldn’t tell anyone.
“You want to stay in the Luminosity dorms? It’s definitely much, much quieter,” Nick prompted. “I can probably get Ehren to let us in,”
[notes: A little short so...sorry,]
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Post by Frankie Cuzco on Jul 26, 2009 9:36:43 GMT -5
FRANKIE CUZCO !! When Nick mentioned having a brother as well Frankie couldn’t help but laugh. It was kind of fun to have somebody to talk with, no matter how trivial the subject may be. Seeing how Frankie tends to not talk to most people this was an odd occurrence. Maybe it was that they were the only people in the room or that Frankie found the little dude amusing, either way it was a big step.
However at the mention of the Luminosity dorms Frankie immediately backed off the whole friendly thing. It wasn’t anything personal against Nick it was that the thought of even living in the dorms his father wanted him in would be one step closer to total control. There was no way in hell that Frankie would let himself do that. It wasn’t like Frankie disliked the people there. The only thing he didn’t like was that his father was there and now wanted him there.
”No.” Frankie said simply and crossed his arms against his broad chest causing the muscle in his arms to bulge. Maybe if he looked threatening the guy would drop the subject about Luminosity. ”No way in hell” Frankie said with his Southern accent coming out harsh instead of smooth like usual.
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