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Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2017 4:57:33 GMT
Ehris was convinced that Kayne was getting more and more violent by the day. Honesty, why did he find it necessary to fight everyone that looked at him for more than three seconds? And confronting him about it was a one way ticket to starting a fight with him. He was starting to wonder how the hell he had managed to put up with the boy for these past seventeen years. Or how he had managed to actually live. It was either a miracle or raw skill and patience. One could never really know. Ehris was currently holed up in the library after a particularly painful class and an equally painful encounter with his twin. He was leaning back in his chair, a textbook on ancient weapons balanced on his knee as he silently read through the pages. He didn't really have a particular interest in weapons or their history, but since he found himself around them or on the receiving end of one, he supposed that he may as well read up on them. That, and it was a good way to fill in his time before the next class. At least he was completely certain that Kayne wouldn't barge in and impale everyone with their own blood. He tended to keep away from the library. Either that, or he had been banned from it. Honestly, it wouldn't surprise him if he had been. Evzen Debray | WORDS: 235 |
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too many the questions where answers are few; the path driving tangled loves destiny's truth
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Post by Evzen Debray on Mar 23, 2017 18:26:12 GMT
 step on my shadow. Libraries were ideal places for Zen to spend his free time. He could utilize the books for actual work, or as a pleasant distraction, or even just snatch a few minutes of sleep between the bookshelves. Today was not a day for naps, however much he might want one. He had a research project to get cracking on for History class and if he didn't at least get himself narrowed down to a thesis he was toast. The trouble was that he had absolutely no idea what he wanted to write about, let alone what argument he would make of it. As such, he had a stack of books in his arms that ranged widely on subject matter within the general topic header of "European History". The shear quantity of books looked entirely too heavy for such a weedy boy to be hauling around, but he didn't seem to be in any immediate danger of dropping them. His fingers were starting to tingle though, and Zen knew he had to find a table and fast. He spied a mostly unused table with only one occupant and headed over to it with a singleminded intensity born of an unwise number of reference books in his arms.
"Excuse me?" he piped up awkwardly, teeth clenched as he rested just the edge of the pile against the corner of the table the other boy reclined at. His voice was soft and somehow muted in a way that wasn't just him keeping quiet in the library. "Could I join you at this table maybe?" He didn't want to be an intrusion but his fingers were falling asleep under the unwise load of books he had hauled over and he was an idiot. MADE BY ★MEULK ||| @ehris |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2017 5:21:41 GMT
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"] ❝ Ehris let out a short, quiet yawn as he kept his eyes trained on the pages. It was really a shame that he couldn't find anything on the specially made weapons that he used. Though he supposed that if there were any book on such a topic, he wouldn't exactly know how to go about finding them.He didn't actually know if they went by any particular names. His weaponsmith just gave him the gun and told him to not blow his face off. He also threatened to shoot him in the leg if he ever called them 'magic guns', as well, so he was mostly in the dark about them aside from pulling the trigger. Ehris flipped another page before letting one arms hang limply by his side and the other across the knee supporting the book, looking up when he hard someone's voice calling to him, asking if he could take a seat at the table. "Sure, go ahead." He said, glancing towards him for a few seconds longer before going back to his book. He got through perhaps another page or two before Ehris spoke up again. "That seems like an excessive amount of books. You fall behind on your essays?" | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"]  [attr="class","burstmini"]@ehris [attr="class","burstmini"]000 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: TEXT |
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Post by Evzen Debray on Mar 29, 2017 19:10:06 GMT
step on my shadow. The brief acceptance was all the invitation Zen needed to set the books down with a relieved sigh. He worked his hands opened and closed to ease the ache in them from the indentations of the bottom book's edges on his palms. He was stretching out his wrists in a way that made most people cringe at his overly flexible joints when the other boy spoke up again. Evzen stopped bending his thumb down to touch his wrist and sat down awkwardly, suddenly feeling self-concious.
"Oh um," he mumbled, "no I just..." He shrugged. "I haven't figured out my topic or thesis for History and I don't even know where to start cause the teacher wasn't very specific and said we could do anything really but that doesn't help me narrow things down." It was at that point that Zen realized he was rambling and shut his mouth abruptly, a hint of red flushing the tips of his ears and his cheeks.
Zen coughed and rubbed the back of his neck. He wasn't quite able to meet the other boy's eyes as he arranged and rearranged the pile of books into a few different categories loosely by topic. MADE BY ★MEULK ||| @ehris |
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