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Post by karen on Mar 10, 2010 1:14:54 GMT -5
Ronnie walked from her apartment after taking her shower and getting dressed in a pair of jeans that has two holes on both knees and a pink half sleeved tee shirt. She had her long brown hair down and she has her bag on her with her wooden stack, her book about vampires, her school supplies and her work stuff. She closed her door and locked it before walking down to the university where she was attending. Ronnie was from the United States which is why her landlord calls her America and which is why to her most of the British people look at her like she is strange because of her accent is American. She moved some of her hair away from her face some as she walked down the streets to the school.
Once she got there she walked to her first class and started to get her self prepared for that class. After the teacher walked in she started to take notes on the lesson before she did it with the rest of the class. For Ronnie that is what it seemed like for most of the day well that is until right around lunch time which was midday when she has to go over to the Watcher's council to practice with Evie and their new watcher who was getting on Ronnie's nerves and from what Ronnie can tell on Evie's nerves from the very first day that they were assigned to her.
Instead of going down to the Watcher's Council Ronnie went over to the lunch room and got her self a sandwich, a pink lemonade and a fruit salad before walking over to a table in the sun which was where she plopped down and sat her bag in the opposite seat next to her. Ronnie took out some of her homework from some of her classes. Well class since all she had that day was her history class where she took notes but the professor wanted them to write a five page essay on any subject about history that they wanted as long as it had to do with England. So Ronnie wanted to get a head start on that and she knew that she was also stalling from going to the W.C.
((I know that this isn't my best but I am tired right now and I am not good with starting threads but I promise it well get better!!)) [/size]
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Post by aron on Mar 10, 2010 1:39:31 GMT -5
Jesse had awoken that day in his apartment. It was just another repetitive day for him. He did not expect a thing to change on this day. He just expected to live his life and make it by unnoticed by any of the other supernatural forces in the world that he walked by daily. Slayers, demons, and that hated vampires. Not to mention the rest of that world.
Jesse pulled on a pair of jeans, a shirt, and a pair of shoes. He grabbed his books and started to walk past the line of plants he had in the window seal. Allowing his power to spread throughout the plants. Boosting thier life and making the room bloom with beauty. He had the greenest thumb possible. He had the abilty to control and manipulate earth and its plants.
He then grabbed his keys and headed out the door. He was running a bit behind for class and made it to class barely on time. He spent the morning working through classes taking notes and studying.
Finally lunch time came around. In the afternoon he had one class before he had a few minutes between his last class and when he had to be at work as a bartender.
He walked into the cafateria and walked through the line, picking up a burger and a piece of slightly brusied peach. He smiled at the sad little fruit. He released his power into the fruit and it responded.It filled out and the bruise dissappeared and appeared to be in full ripe condition.
He turned once he had his food and noticed that the rooms tables where pretty occupied. So he started to look for one of the lesser occupied tables around. He saw one. It was occupied by a single young woman. Quite a good looking girl with brunette hair. He decided to go and see if he could join her.
So he walked over and looked at her. He cleared his throat as he prepared to speak. He took a seat as he spoke. "Hello, hope you don't mind if I join you or not, this place is pretty full."
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Post by karen on Mar 10, 2010 11:03:03 GMT -5
After Ronnie sat down on her chair she sat her plate down before taking her bag and pulling the flap up so that she could get out her history stuff. While she was trying to find her history book she had it at the bottom which meant that she had to lift out her vampire book out of her bag. She took it out and saw her history book so she lifted it out of the bag before sitting the book back in the bag.
While she took out her book and her notebook. When she did that a very cute guy well to her mind's eye he was cute. She heard him ask her whiler sitting his stuff down if he could sit down with her. Sjhe said "Yeah you can sit down with me."After she said that though her Tenessee accent came out and she was okay with but sometimes she wished she didn't have that accent all the time though. She was happy that someone sat down with her since so far no one wanted to sit down with the American. She then took her fork and bit down on one of her fruit in her salad.
Ronnie also missed her hometown some espceially her horse that she loved to ride but can't since she is here. She wondered what her parents would think if she went back for a week just to ride her horse but knew that it wasn't a good idea though.
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Post by aron on Mar 10, 2010 22:22:34 GMT -5
He had noticed right away that she was a rather good looking girl. She had light brown hair and big eyes that he found quite beautiful really. He kind thought himself as lucky that the cafateria was filled. He may not have had the ability to sit with her. He was not much of an outgoing person really. He used to be but with the murder of his entire family it changed. He changed and something like that would change a person. The guilt of being the only surviver. The knowledge that you are the last of your kind. His kind was a special species, one that controlled the elements.
"Yeah you can sit down with me."
He was glad that she agreeded that he could sit with her. She was clearly his first choice. He was kind of attracted to her. Though he did not know why. When she spoke he heard an unusual accent. An american accent per say. He had not heard some one in ages. He had a british accent that was clearly different than the american counterpart. He found her forign accent as rather hot.
He opened a bottle of water and took a sip. He was glad to be sitting with this girl. Curious though to what her name was. He did not want to seem rude. He was just the opposite but he was closed up a bit. Not shy just closed.
He spoke to her in his british accent and smiled at her. Thank you, by the way my name is Jesse Mcloaf.
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Post by karen on Mar 10, 2010 23:16:14 GMT -5
Ronnie just sat there eating some of her fruit and closing her book for her history assignment since it was starting to give her a little bit of a headache since she did like history a lot but a FIVE PAGE ESSAY that was a little too much for this seventeen year old girl that came here from the states almost a year ago. Well in the month of June it would be her birthday and her one year anniversary of being here in England. She stuck her blue pen in the book before closing it on the pen and opening up her pink lemonade. She took a long needed sip of it before she moved some of her brown hair away from her face some since she didn't really like her hair near her eyes all that much. She looked at the guy and felt happy that at least another British person wasn't that afraid of her since the only other people that she has talked to with a British accent would be Riley and Evie.
Ronnie felt attracted to the guy in front of her but she didn't know why maybe because of the accent but everyone there has the same accent as him. Or maybe it could have something to do with that he looked hotter and better than any of the other guys there. Well then this would be the first time that she actually looked at a guy like this. She sighed as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear. She started to hum a song that was in her head that she has had stuck in her head for a while but since she has been having a lot of stuff that she has been doing she hasn't had time to play on her guitar which she hates since she would rather play on her guitar and write a song than be a slayer.
She looked at him when she heard him say his name. She said "Nice to meet you Jesse. I'm Ronnie Johnson." As she smiled at him. She extended her hand so that they can shake hands but when she did she knocked over her bottle of pink lemonade. She grabbed it as fast as she could but some of it escaped from the bottle and over on the table. She said "Oh I'm so sorry. I don't usually do that." She blushed some as she grabbed some napkins to soak up some of the drink up before it went anywhere. She was so embarrassed with what she did and she couldn't believe that she did that either.
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Post by aron on Mar 13, 2010 20:47:00 GMT -5
Jesse was not normally one to actually go out and sit down with someone else. He normally kept to himself. He saw that as safer. His family had been in a family that had played their part for the supernatural world. Fighting evil, providing stakes and help to the slayers when they could. Protecting people and playing their part in the world. Making themselves a name and known for being very powerful and very much a danger to vampires and demons alike. They had attracted to much negative forces. They ended up getting themselves murdered by supernatural being. Though it was not know which one. For Jesse was the last surviving member of the family and that was because he was not in the house at the time that the murder took place. He felt as if he should keep to himself now due to the fact that he did not want his family’s murder to come back and search for the last remaining survivor of the elemental family. Not only that but an earth element that could lend a great amount of help to the supernatural world especially slayers for he could make stakes with a glance.
They had sat there a few minutes in silence and she had began to hum a song. One he did not really recognize but he just it go and he enjoyed the meal that he had gotten. Drinking a bottle of water and biting into the fruit. The fruit he had made perfect with his power over plants. It was glowing with beauty and was just calling for him to eat. Though he did not, he just eyed it as he thought about speaking. He glanced back up to her and then told his name.
"Nice to meet you Jesse. I'm Ronnie Johnson."
He mulled her name over in his mind. Focusing on it to make sure he remembered it. He had never ran into anyone with the name Ronnie before, definitely never a woman. He thought it as interesting and intriguing. He liked her accent as well. He thought that it was really hot actually. He did not know why but that is what he felt at the moment. That and pure attraction to the foreign woman before him.
Before he could even respond she had reached up to shake his hand but as she was she knocked over a bottle of lemonade. The liquid spread quickly across the table and then some even leaked off on his lap. He and she started to reach for the reach for the napkins.
“Oh I'm so sorry. I don't usually do that."
It is ok, do not worry about it. I get into worse trouble than that.
He started to clean his pants where the liquid fell.
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