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Actual RP
updated 9 years, 5 months ago
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“Oh, thanks, asshole. Have a little fucking respect!” She hisses tossing the rejected picture on her desk. “Who the fuck poisoned his breakfast? It was a cat, not a family heirloom.”
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“I could give a shit less. If it’s not messing with my equipment, so be it.” She shrugs, sitting at her desk and clicking furiously at the creaky typewriter. “Some people… Heh.”
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Lance nods and gets back on the bed, typing away at his laptop. “Aye. I’ll report the cat later and check the rules on it…”
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“I could care less about it. It’s the guy that needs some respect lessons.” She shrugs, messing with settings on her ever present camera.
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“This is why I can’t fucking stand people” he hissed, going back up to his room with Pantera “I want you to stay away from him Pan; remember Gran?”. At the mention of Grimmjow’s grandmother Pantera’s hackles raised and she hissed “he gives off the same stench she does”. When they reached his room Aizen was no where to be seen “alright girl I don’t want you wandering off without me kay? I’m lucky enough that this school even allows pets, it’s one thing if I get kicked out but it’s another if they try forcing me to get rid of you so either way leave it to me to get out of here kay girl?”. She climbed up onto his bed and he sat down beside her, running his hand down her fur to keep him from going back to kick his ass “knowing pricks like him, he’ll try getting you kicked out of here; fucking asshole treating you like that, he’s lucky I didn’t pound him into the ground”.
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Lance nods a bit, checking on his claw marks…nothing too bad. Just a few scratches here and there. “I can’t argue with you there. By the way, do you have any nicknames you like, Emmaline?”
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“Huh? I don’t care. Just don’t call me bitch, and i don’t care at all.” She sets down her camera, spinning around the chair. “Why?”
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Rem heard the heated discussion and cautiously suck her head out of the door, quietly leaving the room and heading towards the only yelling voice she heard. She looked at the room number; 666, internally debating whether to check on the person or not.
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I head back to my room eating a apple then I see my roommate looking out of the room. “You alright?”
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Rem flinched and instinctively got into a boxing position before relaxing, “I, uh, heard…voices….angry voices….”
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“Oh uh…” I don’t know what to say so I take a bite out of my apple.
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“Yeah…” Rem fixed her hood a bit and looked back hesitantly at the door. “Should I…uh…knock?”
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“Er..sure…” I scratch my neck and throw away the apple after a few bite’s.
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Lance looks over at Emmaline, “Well, it’s impolite to just call someone a name they don’t approve of.” He smiles a bit, “And feel free to call me what you wish as well, Emma.”
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Rem knocked on Grimmjow’s door and waited nervously, wondering if the person would yell at her.