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Detention Games RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Detention Games RPthe sword looks to be in excellent condition,
the blade being evenly tempered and the handle
having a somewhat old cordage wrap. Sam also takes out
a whetstone and starts to sharpen the edge of his sword.
although being silent and not using his powers, Sam had
incredible skill with a blade, having learned to use it when
he was about 8 years old, and he didn't even start by
practicing with wooden training swords; he went straight
for the real one. when he finishes, Sam tests the edge of
the blade by running it across his finger. if it is sharp enough,
it should cut him very easily. if not, he needs to sharpen it
more. the blade slides across his finger like a knife cutting
into butter. Sam finds the sharpness adequate, and keeps
the blade out, undoing the wrapping on the handle. he
examines the old cordage, then tosses it into a trash can.
he pulls out some new cord for the handle and begins to wrap
the handle silently. when he finishes, he holds the blade with
both hands, keeping it perfectly balanced. the blade feels
comfortable in his hands, so he resheathes his sword, but keeps
out on his lap.
Like Julian, Scarlet is much better at physical work than mental work. She does her sit-ups in the corner of the gym. She tries to ignore everyone as she works. Her series of exercise is twenty-five push-ups, twenty sit-ups, one minute of planks, and ten burpees. She does this whole exercise three times. Sweat drips down her forehead, she also feels a build-up of sweat gather uncomfortably on her back. After her sit-ups she activates her powers. She swipes her palm along her forehead, the frost helps cool her off. She usually hates her exercises, but today she loves them. It helps her release her steam and gives her time to think.

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•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
A different teacher comes in and assigns Luke a detention.
to thinking about other stuff. he stares at the
katana in his lap, taking the exquisite blade out
of its sheathe. he stares at his reflection in the blade,
wondering why people have called him a freak in the
past. Sam though he looked normal, but now
he wasn't so sure... he lays the katana on his lap,
not even bothering to resheathe it this time.
Getting up from the floor, Paulo and his friends snickered as Luke was assigned a detention. The slunk away towards the back of the gym and started discussing what happened. Ah, the school was rigged in both a good way and a bad way.
" Man, did you see that? "
" Pft yeah! Screamed like a girl! "
The 7 had a hearty laugh about it. Paulo never participated in the physical bullying, but he certainly enjoyed seeing people beat up. He stuck around the top dogs, just because there was a chance that he wouldn't be picked on by anybody. Better safe than sorry.
" Hey, Paulo, yo' sister free 'night? "
" Naw man, got a detention for Visual. " he responded.
" Now really? This ain't the first time she wore a top. "
" Well. Y'know what the school is like. "
" Yeah. ///////// up "
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Lorelai - Ambira - Bathrooms
" Heeeeeya girlies! Heard you was gonna skip! Kia couldn't join, so whats the plan? The security just got stricter. " Lorelai huffed, pocketing her phone.


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•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Ambria almost jumped in surprise when Lorelai suddenly appeared. She quickly calmed down and gave a smile. “Well...” She dragged out the word, trying to match Lorelai’s tone. She was a more “keep it to myself” kind of person, so she wasn’t all that bad. “Just wait it out I guess! We could hide in the stalls if necessary.” She added.
May groaned at the sound. My word that was the most annoying thing she’d heard all day... She went back to annoying a bunch of people before joining a basketball game, being annoying as hell and blocking the shots. She would also drag out the match by fouling others and not passing the ball to her teammates.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•