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Post by Robert Zanrou on Oct 31, 2009 12:10:11 GMT -5
The nightmares were becoming recurring. The first was an execution and a foiled assassination attempt. Then, he burned down his own him and slew his parents and friends. However, when he looked in the mirror, his eyes were red and his hair was pitch black. He also wore an intimidating crown. They were starting to become too much for him.
Over the past few days, he has been dodging sleep as much as he can. He had fallen asleep in class, and woke up screaming. He fears he might have to spend time in the nut house. Right now, he was tired as hell. Despite a valiant effort, he eventually drifted off to sleep.
Once again, his mind drifted to the nightmares. This time, he was upon his throne, the world outside his palace in flames. His armies had torn the world asunder, eventually conquering it. Homes were replaced with prisons and dungeons. Prisoners were tortured daily, and fed weekly if lucky. With a grin, he sifted through the deck. However, these weren't the gladiators he recognized. These were twisted, evil versions of them.
After the brief nightmare, he woke up with a scream. His eyes were wide open, and he was hyperventilating. Oh god, who would he become? What was that deck, was that the true form of his glads? Oh god, was he going to become THAT!? He rubbed his head, it ached like hell.
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Post by Aikaterine K. Chrynsanthe on Oct 31, 2009 12:57:05 GMT -5
Aika, who had just arrived at the school, had heard a boy randomly scream. Considering he look like he just woke up from a cat-nap, she would have to guess it were a nightmare he was screaming about. As a reflex she twitched and faced the boy, wanting to know if he was alright. Normally, she wouldn't give a damn, but she was still recovering from her last depression, which normally left her soft.
She was on the verge of asking him if he was alright or not, but the mean side of her told her to walk away. The nice side of her, the rainbow soul of her, was being, "Go, go help him. He seems nice, go!"
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Post by Robert Zanrou on Oct 31, 2009 13:07:02 GMT -5
Robert was still breathing heavily. What a terrible dream that was. He was in his Ra Yellow uniform. It was standard, except for the yellow gloves and hood on the blazer. His eyes were tired, and his breathing was erratic. Even though nightmares are minor, when they are recurring, it is some shit that got real. He shook his head, trying to avoid another emotional breakdown.
He had then noticed a girl. She was a beautiful girl at that. However, he wouldn't just go up and tell her that. He would rather develop something with her before all of that. Hopefully it would develop, but if it was just friends, oh well. He then looked at her, "Sorry, did I disturb you?" he asked kindly.
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Post by Aikaterine K. Chrynsanthe on Oct 31, 2009 14:25:37 GMT -5
She blinked, she hadn't meant to distract him.
"No, I was just wandering if you were alright. You seemed, stressed, about something. And your scream, unnerved me, it was, random."
Her voice was quiet, and unsure, she wasn't much of a talker. That much was obvious, her lavender hair hung around her. As she looked at the boy.
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Post by Robert Zanrou on Oct 31, 2009 15:16:36 GMT -5
When he looked at the beautiful Ra girl, he sighed. "Sorry, just another one of my nightmares. Been having them for some time." Clearly, he was disturbed by the dream. And this was one of many he has been having. Hopefully he might be able to resolve them somehow. She didn't seem like much of a talker, so he looked at her kindly. "Are you alright there?" he said with a kind tone.
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Post by Aikaterine K. Chrynsanthe on Oct 31, 2009 15:27:15 GMT -5
"Yes, why wouldn't I be?"
Of course, she looked a bit odd, she was edgy being around people, and she was edgy about talking to Robert. Though she was still half-way into a depression. That was the only reason she had even thought about how he was when he randomly screamed, she would probably snap out of it in a few days, but until than, she couldn't be out and about too, much.
Of course, she had the, 'I'm slightly insane' look on her face, that was just natural. After so many years of boarding school, fighting, pain, and being an outcast, it was kind of just a regular look plastered on her face, unless she smiled, which was rare.
"Are your nightmares bad? Maybe you should see a pshycologist? Or write about them in a journal? The journal thing helps with me, it relieves stress and tension that has been building up."
Just then another thought came to her, they didn't know eachother's names. She blinked stupidly.
"I'm Aikaterine Kallistrat Chrysnathe, by the way."
She said her middle name because she had a habit of using that to be addressed by. She honestly, prefered that then Aikaterine.
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Post by Robert Zanrou on Oct 31, 2009 15:35:59 GMT -5
Robert smiled at her, the talk between them providing him with some comfort. Even if she was insane, who was he to judge? He's taking a brutal spiral into insanity himself. She had suggested a shrink or a journal. She was right, he did need to see a shrink about this. But was there a shrink at Duel Academia? If not, the journal might help, but it would most likely remind him of the pain.
When she gave him her name, he responded "Robert Henry Zanrou." He thought nothing of his middle name, and she was the first to hear it. "You have a very beautiful name" he said, smiling.
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Post by Aikaterine K. Chrynsanthe on Oct 31, 2009 16:18:54 GMT -5
She blinked, kind of surprised by the compliment, than again, she didn't have history in this school, yet. Though still, she rarely received compliments, it was something new for her. But it made her smile kindly, it was a small smile, but it really effected her appearance.
"Thank you."
Her naturally pale skin, had a little more color to it, the things a compliment could do to a woman. Though she seemed a little on edge now, it was odd, and awkward for her to receive a compliment.
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Post by Robert Zanrou on Oct 31, 2009 16:31:09 GMT -5
Robert had noticed her reaction. When she gave a thank you, she looked like she was surprised. However, he had much more to compliment her on. She looked like she was on the edge though. Kindly, he asked "Are you alright?" He didn't want to make an enemy of her at all. He was already developing a crush on her. Maybe she could help him, she already gave him a couple of tips.
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Post by Aikaterine K. Chrynsanthe on Oct 31, 2009 17:19:22 GMT -5
"Yes, I am fine, I just am not used to compliments. I..."
She paused, trying to think of the right words, instead of, 'i was constantly kicked out and never complimented by my family or boarding schools.'.
She mentally shrugged. This man was nice. She hoped all of the students would be nice, she really didn't want to come to trouble. She barely got her father to let her join this school, she wouldn't know what would happen if she managed to get kicked out of here because of some jackass student.
((OOC Kath: .......Duncan.... XDDDDD
OOC Aika: .........i'm in trouble.
OOC Kath: ..... you know it))
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Post by Robert Zanrou on Oct 31, 2009 17:25:44 GMT -5
When she had told him that she wasn't used to compliments he nodded. When she paused for the words he smiled. "Its alright, but I'm surprised you aren't used to them. I mean I find it easy to compliment you." He then gave her a light smiled again. He wanted to tell her, but he would rather take it slowly and try to be her friend first.
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Post by Aikaterine K. Chrynsanthe on Oct 31, 2009 17:51:36 GMT -5
She blinked, unable to keep the smallest of blush from her face. She found it odd, really, but a nice change of pace. He was kind, and open minded, so it appeared. She couldn't help but smile kindly at Robert. She liked him.
"I can be...quite bothersome. I do suppose that's why I don't receive many compliments, or I lock myself in my room."
It was a sad thing to admit, she didn't get out much. Her and her untimely depressions.
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Post by Robert Zanrou on Oct 31, 2009 19:15:11 GMT -5
When she blushed, he couldn't help but blush a bit himself. When she said that she could be bothersome, he shook his head. The fact that she came to approach him had helped him. He was already feeling somewhat better with her around. "Would you like to hang out at some point?" he asked kindly. He had hoped to bond with her, because she not only seemed interesting, but was beautiful.
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Post by Aikaterine K. Chrynsanthe on Nov 1, 2009 0:26:36 GMT -5
She nodded with a smile, a true smile, not the crappy smile she did for the occasional photos. But a smile smile. She actually would like hanging out with him. It would, it could be fun, unless she gets ultimately depressed, and then her room is locked with her inside it.
"Yes, that sounds fun."
She looked at Robert kindly.
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Post by Robert Zanrou on Nov 1, 2009 11:45:01 GMT -5
When she said yes, he smiled. Hopefully there bonding would work out for both of them. Hopefully he would make a new friend, and not another repeat of Craig. But yet, his hopes were aimed towards being more than friends with her. But yet, he would rather keep that to himself. He would rather get to know here before rushing with her. "When would you like to hang out, and where?" he asked considerately.
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