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Lysander slightly raised his chin, surprised to hear a response. "Lysander," he said simply in response to her introductions. "Or Lys. Pleasure." He joined Raven at the table. Although he figured his presence wasn't really all that exciting today, it might not hurt to at least make a few...

Lys stared for a few more seconds at the girls, who seemed to be entirely dismissive of his presence. He wasn't sure whether to be thankful or offended, but quickly dispelled the thought from his head, realising how he'd been standing at the cafeteria's entrance for too long to seem average. He...

Ugh, god, I'm so sorry for my late replies recently! My computer crashed - luckily (or not, depending on my reputation), I'm back now!

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After a couple of minutes winding his way aimlessly through the halls and up a flight of stairs, Lys found a row of lockers. He took the one on the nearest corner for his own personal convenience and carefully hung his bag on the hook. He noticed the light clink noise of some metal on the edge...

This is a work in progress if possible; I'd like to reserve the role. Merle William Lambert || 21 ||Male|| Landlubber Face Claim: Jared Leto Role: Sea Child Wannabe Personality: Merle isn't very comfortable with himself or others, and he makes it pretty evident with the way...

Lys pulled into the school lot just as the Beetle began to shudder. He scoffed and pushed the door open with slight difficulty. "Friggin' piece of crap," he mumbled, kicking the tire. He pulled his messenger bag from the passenger seat and slung it over his shoulder. He rubbed the strap gently...

Lys bolted upright in bed when he heard his bedroom door hit the wall. Through still sleep-crusted eyes he could make out the silhouette of his father beating a hasty retreat. He narrowed his eyes in annoyance. Bastard couldn't even greet his own son, he thought to himself, ruffling his hair...

?Name.::. Lysander Marcel Bettingfield ?Nickname.::. Lys, but pronounce it as either "lease" or "lies". He'll rip out your throat if you say it like "lice." For assholes, "shrimp" or "short stack" will do just nicely. For long-term assholes, "dunce cap" and similar names referencing...

"So, what's up with everyone?" Fleet took a moment to listen to all his friends reply. He rolled his eyes sympathetically at Aubrey's mention of poor grades. He'd never been really great at school himself; while he wasn't particularly idiotic he had never had the capacity for knowledge like...

'Tessa? Well, consider me offended! I'm your roommate, after all, I was kinda hopin' you'd know me by now,' Arie thought, a moment too late. It probably sounded a bit off, her sudden laughter ringing out in the silence that had seemed to overcome the table. She cleared her throat and glanced...

Arie nodded, her expression a mixture of amusement and interest. "Not a bad idea. Beats moping around, doesn't it?" she said, looking pointedly at the new kid, Connor, also in a wheelchair, who was already heading away. She felt like she should have known his name before now, considering she'd...

Fleet ruffled his hair in surprise as he saw Jacob come down the hall with his new wild purple hair, a smile spreading across his face. He laughed to himself for a second, accepting Aubrey's hug as it came. For a second, he was as vibrant a spirit and held as much of a presence as some of his...

Arie shuddered, pulling the knitted blanket up to cover her shoulder. Her sky blue eyes flickered open in annoyance. They didn't do a lot to sugarcoat hospitals, but one thing she never saw mentioned in a pamphlet or a book or a show or a documentary was how absolutely freezing it was all the...

Fleet had driven himself home with a puzzled expression on his face, occasionally glancing down at the paper on the passenger seat. The writing looked familiar, but not familiar enough to erase the feeling of dread deep in his stomach. It didn't seem very confrontational, but then again, he had...

?Linden Sanders? ?30 years old? ?Audition Prep and Skill Training? ?held a major role in a long-running TV drama and has starred in several movies? ?Heterosexual? ?Bio? Linden can't personally identify with Drake's "Started from the Bottom" when he himself really started from...

"You think I need legs to overcome this?" Name: "It's pretty easy to remember, but my history teacher didn't seem to think so." Arie Paris Leach Appearance: "I really want to dye my hair. That one little blue streak there just isn't doin' it for me, you know?" She has small...

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...really open with are his best friends, and even then - as mentioned before - he's eager to avoid certain topics. History: "Ugh. Not this bullsh*t again." Kai was brought up in a regular house with a regular family and a regular income. He, as so many kids do, experienced quite the...

...it anymore, she looked up. Her jaw dropped, and she had to stand her kits upright to make sure they wouldn't clatter to the ground. "Well, holy sh*t." Everything past then seemed to move in a blur. She ran as fast as the kits and bags would allow to the front door, and when it opened she...