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Post by */ leonhardt jones on Mar 16, 2010 18:02:38 GMT
  
{ it's scratching on the walls }
{ in the closet in the halls }
{ i must confess that i feel like a monster }
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• at a brisk pace the dark haired teacher walked into the teacher's staff room, immediately shutting the door behind him before he lifted up his laptop bag onto the nearest table. he took out his laptop, setting it on the table, before he gazed into the darkness of the bag with deep blue eyes. he reached a hand into it, fingering the leather case of something. the twenty seven year old slid it out of the bag, noticing it was... a passport? he frowned, wondering why he put it in the laptop bag when he usually either kept it at home or in one of his suit pockets. he flipped it open, immediately coming to an ID. of himself. it had all the basic details - name, age, date of birth, blood type, nationality, etcetera - but there was also the symbol of the MI6, also known as the secret intelligence service. a small smile slipped onto the english teacher's face as he remembered re-applying for his old jobs a week or so ago, but he hadn't expected to be accepted so quickly.
as his dark cerulean gaze flowed downwards a bit, he noticed something that made him suddenly blink.
leonhardt jones, MI6 ally. REACT member.
REACT? he frowned to himself as he flipped to the next page of the little booklike thing, what's that? it must be some sort of secret organisation that is kept quiet... leon looked down as he placed the ID back into the bag just as he found a small package in the laptop bag. what the... the twenty seven year old took it out of the bag and looked at it for a moment, before slowly opening it. inside was a box, and frowning, he opened it and placed the lid of the box on the table, on his laptop. inside was another passport, perhaps containing his real ID, and a letter. ignoring the passport thing for now, the secretary took the handwritten letter and opened it up, starting to read it.
REACT is a secret organisation that isn't too well known outside all other organisations. It can be described as a "renegade outpost". It is a branch of special forces, except they have severed all ties with the government, and the police, and all other organisations. You, Leonhardt, have been handpicked by the five other members of REACT to join them. They are based in Sonnisle. According to their leader, whose name we do not know, REACT strives to protect planet Earth at all costs from alien lifeforms. They're believed to be a special forces team. The leader of REACT has asked you to meet him at the hotel. He says to tell the secretary at the desk your name. She will apparently direct you to a room and he will discuss REACT with you there.
no name... leonhardt turned the paper around and looked at the box. he heard the door click a bit, signalling that someone was coming into the room, and he quickly shoved the letter in the container, shut it, and put it in his bag, wondering what the hell this 'REACT' was as he opened his laptop and casually walked over to the sofa, about to start work on his secretary work when he looked up at the teacher who had just walked in. leon nodded in greeting before shuffling a bit on the sofa as he started to type quite quickly on the school website. he'd best stop wondering what this 'renegade outpost' was and return to reality... well, reality wasn't normal. it was full of wonderful things and scary things, such as beautiful worlds and violent aliens...
the secretary coughed to himself and kept typing before he looked up, resting his deep blue gaze on the teacher who had just walked in. "afternoon," he said.
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• TAGS/ open to experienced roleplayers.
• WORDS/ ---
• MUSE/ rambling.
• COMMENTS/ it's five pm in the post, btw. SUITS FOR ALL. and yes, i created my own secret forces thing that's based on torchwood. wheee. :3
btw, my muse was VERY rambley so i may end up rewriting this post if it makes no sense to you. have any questions? ask me.
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Post by `kelly latche ;; on Mar 22, 2010 18:39:49 GMT
My day couldn't get any worse. I woke up this morning late, almost ran outside without getting changed, my best mirror fell off the wall when I slammed the door, and it shattered into a million pieces, then I cut myself on the glass, and then the tap in my kitchen broke. Since I was pissed already, I decided to leave the house and set off to get to one of my top hated places: Sonnisle Academy. So, it was raining again this morning, I dashed out to the car to avoid getting my hair messed up, and then I find out I've lost my keys. Great. I set off walking, not exactly wearing the warmest clothes, tried to put my umbrella up, and what does it do? It breaks. I tried to run, but since I was wearing heels it wasn't going too well, I almost fell twice, so I decided to walk instead to stop myself from getting hurt. It took me half an hour to get there, so I was soaked, late, I missed the first lesson, and part of the second one. The receptionist was being a bitch, which put me in an even worse mood. I actually started teaching in the third lesson, and it was one of my bad classes, which didn't help at all. The only luck I had was avoiding two pranks, and the hour passed slowly. I realised I had no money for my lunch, the fourth lesson wasn't too bad, since I had great eight. Last lesson was just... Annoying, and then I had to help put together a play for two hours afterwards. Today was very painful. I couldn't wait for it to be over.
I almost stamped my feet as I walked to the staff room, after suddenly remembering I had to walk back home in the rain again, I hadn't had chance to speak to anyone but students today, I was just so bored and tired... I needed to sit down. I needed to relax. I fluffed my hair up a little as I walked down the last set of stairs. I wouldn't be surprised if I fell now or something stupid like that. I sighed before opening the door and slamming it shut behind me. My cheeks went a little bit pink when I noticed I wasn't the only one still here, but because I was so annoyed, I couldn't apologize. Instead, I sat at one of the chairs by the table and rested my head in my hands, sure that if I closed my eyes, I was definitely going to fall asleep. I wanted alcohol. I needed a drink. I hadn't had any all day.
So what if I'm an alcoholic? You only live once. Don't even bother judging me. I'll smack you.
Sorry, you weren't doing anything important until I stormed in, were you? I asked, my voice dull, and tired.
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Words: 485
Tags: Leonhardt :]
Listening To: Pushing Me To Life [Mashup] -- Evanescence/Linkin Park
Lyrics: Telephone -- Lady Gaga
Outfit: ... i'll come up with an outfit later *lazy*
Notes: and this post... sucks.
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Post by */ leonhardt jones on Mar 24, 2010 19:29:40 GMT
{ it's scratching on the walls }
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"sorry, you weren't doing anything important until i stormed in, were you?"
"if you count updating the school website as important..." the english teacher responded, noting the female teacher's dull and tired tone. leon's blue eyes flickered down to his laptop again, sliding his fingers along the keyboard before tapping the period key and moving the touchpad mouse to a button that said 'save'. after clicking that, the secretary glanced back up, fully recognizing the other teacher as kelly latche, a drama teacher. he remembered her flat tone from just a minute ago, and he allowed a frown to slide onto his calm face. "bad day?" he asked, noting the fact that she was resting her head on the table in her hands. his cerulean gaze suddenly flicked to his laptop bag on the table, hoping that the dark haired woman wouldn't take the bag and start looking around in it and being nosy. he wasn't in the mood to be answering questions if she found out about this... REACT organization. he didn't know anything about it either...
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• WORDS/ 177.
• MUSE/ meh.
• COMMENTS/ bad post, but i'm falling asleep and it's only 7:29. o-x
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Post by `kelly latche ;; on Apr 5, 2010 17:09:35 GMT
I shook my head, looking down at the table when Leonhardt asked me if I counted updating the school website as important. I could tell my eyes were slowly closing as the silence fell, I wouldn't be surprised if I fell asleep right here and now. My mind was on so many different things at once I hadn't noticed the almost painful dryness in the back of my throat, and the angry growling of my stomach. I hadn't realised the fact I'd had nothing to eat or drink since yesterday at six pm. That meant I'd been starving for twenty-three hours. That's probably why I was so tired, apart from today's rush. I almost gasped and my head snapped up when I noticed I'd just had a tiny thirty-second nap.. Embarrassing.
Bad day?
I don't think bad is the right word for it. I sighed, if I had the energy the tone of my voice would probably be pissed, I woke up late this morning..
I gave him the details of my day in short sentences, though he'd probably have tuned out after the first three events. I took a deep breath at the end and then added, I haven't had anything to eat or drink since six pm yesterday, which means it's almost been a full day, and I don't think I'll have the energy to make something when I get home because I'm so tired, and that's just reminded me; I have to walk home in the rain again.
Walking home.. For a change I think I'd rather just stay here and sleep on the freaking couch. That's just something.. I'd never ever ever.. Ever ever ever do.
I rubbed my eyes and then looked up at the other teacher. Save me. I thought, almost finding the energy to roll my eyes.. But it didn't come.
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Words: 303
Tags: Leonhardt :]
Listening To: lots of different reversed music. o.o
Lyrics: Telephone -- Lady Gaga
Outfit: white shirt, black skirt [LOLWAT THAT RHYMES] xDD
Notes: it's shorter than it should've been, but i had to go out halfway through and i kinda lost track of what i was doing. D;
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