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Post by Mitska Whitescarver on Jan 26, 2008 22:29:25 GMT -5
Mitska was small, for a young woman. She wa sno more than 4'9" with a killer figure. She had amazing curves in all the right places. Her large eyes were a beautiful chocolate brown, her soft cider colored hair was done up in a stylish bun a top her pretty pale head. She wore a pair of unique soft yellow glasses that complimented her dress but still looked great. The dress hugged her wonderous figure. She was an absolteuly beautiful girl, in her own, exotic half japanese half british way.
At the moment she was just outside the door of the Third Music room with the members of the Cherry Blossom Club. She gave a deep sigh. "Ah, Iza-chan..." Mitska was just about to prove that, despite her sweet, shy nature, she was the perfect person to be the president of thsi club. "Did you know that men are complete suckers for tears? Did you also know that almsot every man is completely turned on by a woman with another woman. So, umm... Maybe I should do the tears... and um... maybe you could be the one to... you know... comfort me... and... I don't know..." she flushed. She looked up at Iza. Her fingers were clutching the taller girl's arm. "It would be like... a taste of what one can expect at the club..."
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Post by Mirru and Kirru Yasaki on Jan 27, 2008 20:27:03 GMT -5
Kirru and Mirru stood close by. Their long black hair flowed down. Even though you tell which was which by eye color. Mirru was green and Kirru was Blue. Their curves hit them well even though that we're extremely huge. They stood looking cute and peaceful each had a single small braid in the front. Mirru's was to the left side, so was she. Kirru's was to the right, as was she. They both had a white ribbon to tie them with.
"I can do tears if you want Mitska Prez." Mirru smiled gently. "Yeah... Mirru is a great actress!" Kirru said happyily. "If you want to do it that's fine. But I have no clue as to why we'd be crying." Mirru said sweetly. Kirru looked at her sister shocked. Why was she being so... sweet? "Who are you and what have you done to my sister?" Kirru commented still looking terrified. "What do you Kirru-chan." Mirru smiled sweetly. "Please stop." Kirru mumbled.
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Post by Izanami Suzume on Feb 5, 2008 2:16:57 GMT -5
Izanami was quite tall, around 178 cm ((sorry, I'm to lazy to convert into inches)) and had very long, hot pink hair trailing down to her waist. She was also thin. Too thin. Match that with her hair colour, eye colour and the hideous yellow dress the school uniform didn't compliment her one bit. Without it, she looked tall, fierce and overall intimidating, just to match her personality but with the dress she looked out of proportion.
She smirked evilly at Mitska's suggestion. "Heh, nice thinking Mitska-chan. Give it all you've got!" She then dropped her voice quite a bit, making sure only Mitska could hear. "Don't worry, I'll handle Kyouya, okay? You just stick with Tamaki."
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Post by Mitska Whitescarver on Feb 9, 2008 23:31:22 GMT -5
"O-Okay. Is Tamaki-san really horrible?" she asked, clinging to Izami's arm for dear life. This was too new. She wasn't used to this sort of thing. Sure, this was perhaps all she ever wanted, but the idea of going up agaisnt anyone gave her the chills.
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Post by Izanami Suzume on Feb 10, 2008 3:08:58 GMT -5
She looked down at Mitska for a moment, not knowing what to say but then, all of a sudden, she burst out laughing, "HAHAHAHA! THAT'S SOOO PRICELESS! HAHA! TAMAKI? HORRIBLE? AHAHAHA! THAT"S A GOOD ONE!" She then stopped, calmed herself, looked down at Mitska and apologised, "Gomen Mitska-chan for laughing but Tamaki is the complete opposite of horrible. He's got to be one of the nicest people on the planet. Don't worry about a thing, okay?"
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Post by Mirru and Kirru Yasaki on Feb 10, 2008 12:48:00 GMT -5
"So this Tamaki must be really nice eh?" Kirru said. "I think it's would be fantastic to mmet him!" Mirru smiled.
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Post by sakura asahina on Feb 10, 2008 15:25:37 GMT -5
((I don't know how to do the height thing so I'l just say something)) Sakura wasn't one of the tallest people but she wasn't the shortest either. The thing that made her stand out was her bright red hair. Her black goggles stood out against her hair and her bright blue eyes sparkled with glee.
"I really can't wait to meet Tamaki-kun again. You guys are all lucky. You can all do something to turn the guys on but I can't I guess I'll just eat some cake with Honey-kun." She rubbed the back of her neck "I guess being the sporty type can have it's ups and downs sometimes." She giggled slightly and began fiddling with her black netting top that she wore over her school dress.
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Post by Mirru and Kirru Yasaki on Feb 10, 2008 18:33:43 GMT -5
"I'm sure many guys like sporty types." Mirru said. She didn't know if it was true but she was trying to cheer up her pal. "Yeah!" Kirru smiled incurageingly.
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Post by sakura asahina on Feb 11, 2008 11:51:04 GMT -5
Sakura smiled "Thanks guys. So what shall I do while we're here then?" She looked at the others for advice.
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Post by Mitska Whitescarver on Feb 11, 2008 12:40:29 GMT -5
"Catch me if I faint?" she offered to Sakura. Her large eyes were frightened looking, ehr heart fluttered with her own weird fantasies of horrible dismembering, not that she would really know what that would look like. She just imagined what it might look like. In the end there was minor bleeding... in her immagination that it.
At last they came to the doors. Mitska gently opened it. Her pale grey eyes looked this way and t hat. "Anou.... I hope we're not interupting anything." she said soflty, hardly hearable above the din.
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Post by sakura asahina on Feb 11, 2008 14:21:58 GMT -5
Sakura smiled "Don't worry Mitska-chan, I'll catch you." She watched Mitska open the door and smiled even more. "and so it begins..." she whispered to herself so that no one else could hear.
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Post by Mirru and Kirru Yasaki on Feb 12, 2008 20:24:02 GMT -5
"In case you didn't hear she said she hopes we aren't interupting anything." Mirru said loudly. Kirru elbowed her. "What?!?!?"
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