Natural Flavour
Ah yes, pain
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[/div][div class=Ainfo]Age: 15
Height: 5' 1"/155cm
Quirk: Perfect Storm
Code by Idea [/div][/div]
Height: 5' 1"/155cm
Quirk: Perfect Storm
Code by Idea [/div][/div]
Ferryn Evans
Lux asked for Ferryn's phone number and she nodded, eagerly, though her mind was still on making sure the group who was going to wrestling didn't end up killed or worse. When Clementine mentioned private boxes, Ferryn piped up.
"B-b-boxes are g-good!" Before she was once again lost in the clamour of voices seeking attention. Some boy came in, perhaps the one Bushido had recruited to be an extra team member, and started throwing paper at everyone. Ferryn picked one up and read it. Drama club? That would be fun, although Ferryn knew she wouldn't/couldn't get any roles. She had heard tales about people who's stutters disappeared on the stage, but she wasn't so sure the same would happen to her. It sounded too much like a cliche fairytale, honestly, but it would be fun just to hang out with the drama club, maybe do some backstage jobs or something. She folded up the paper and put it in her pocket along with Darius's phone number.
Kama was awake now, and Ferryn walked over to his bed. "A-are you o-okay?" She asked. She considered apologizing, but if Kama didn't remember that Ferryn had knocked him out... she'd opt to keep it that way. If Kama remembered, she'd deal with the consequences.
Lux asked for Ferryn's phone number and she nodded, eagerly, though her mind was still on making sure the group who was going to wrestling didn't end up killed or worse. When Clementine mentioned private boxes, Ferryn piped up.
"B-b-boxes are g-good!" Before she was once again lost in the clamour of voices seeking attention. Some boy came in, perhaps the one Bushido had recruited to be an extra team member, and started throwing paper at everyone. Ferryn picked one up and read it. Drama club? That would be fun, although Ferryn knew she wouldn't/couldn't get any roles. She had heard tales about people who's stutters disappeared on the stage, but she wasn't so sure the same would happen to her. It sounded too much like a cliche fairytale, honestly, but it would be fun just to hang out with the drama club, maybe do some backstage jobs or something. She folded up the paper and put it in her pocket along with Darius's phone number.
Kama was awake now, and Ferryn walked over to his bed. "A-are you o-okay?" She asked. She considered apologizing, but if Kama didn't remember that Ferryn had knocked him out... she'd opt to keep it that way. If Kama remembered, she'd deal with the consequences.
[div class=sideinfo]Location: Nurse's Office
Mentions: pbtenchi
Interacts: Kitsune2202 PlusUltra Japanime [/div]
Mentions: pbtenchi
Interacts: Kitsune2202 PlusUltra Japanime [/div]
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