Caledon Tesirah
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Post by Caledon Tesirah on Jun 20, 2012 18:40:08 GMT -5
 
so he likes to hang out here after class. no big deal, yeah? it had been a rather long day, in fact most were long if you looked at them from cale's perspective. he had never seemed to have the fascination that most people did when coming to school. not even the house of night had changed that view. and today had been no exception. his eyes are heavy lidded, almost shutting from the pure exhaustion that wrecks his body. not that he's tired of course. just that constant classes seem to put his poor boy head to sleep. stupid lectures he thinks to himself, throwing his notebook and pen to the ground in front of a large couch. they land with a large thunk which is hastily out sounded by a large body crushing down onto a couch cushion.
he draws in a large breath, flinging his six foot frame onto the length of the couch, intending for a nice cat nap. oh irony, a cat nap. just what the werecat needs after a night of boring classes and monotone teachers. he grasps a remote, channeling the television to ONDEMAND and from there to one of his favorite movies, Enter The Dragon. cale smiles, his dark eyes opening slightly wider so as to view the screen. letting the remote drop onto the ground beside his notebook, cale swings his arms under his head to cushion the skull from the not so comfortable couch arm. he shifts himself to become more comfortable, putting his body in a more sideways position and adjusting his weight so as not to fall either backwards or forwards.
just past the opening credits, the werecat hears footfalls. not that it matters, he thinks to himself, they'll probably just pass me by. it is an ironic thought, normally the lion wouldn't wish to be alone or even walked past without some sort of greeting or small conversation, but today he finds himself in a much more lax mood than usual. maybe it is the knowledge that a full moon is near, his body is slowing down to prepare. he inwardly groans at the thought, but forgoes any other action, instead turning his mind back to his movie. never even noticing the footfalls had stopped.
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Arcane Foxley
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Post by Arcane Foxley on Jun 20, 2012 20:46:06 GMT -5
The werecat took a long deep breath and sighed, sweat rolled down his forehead as he moved through the halls. He'd been out for a run after classes and it was nice, until he'd remembered that he'd left his guitar on the other side of the campus. Huffing he leaned against the cool brick of the school and groaned. And now he needed a shower. Fixing the guitar upon his back he walked through the school halls giving an occasional hello to his classmates. The hall to the boys dorms were empty and he could hear the t.v. in the common room. Maybe the boys were having movie night again. Rolling his eyes he smiled, at least they weren't making him put on mini concerts to impress the girls for them. Though it wasn't really a problem it made him super nervous and nervousness wasn't his thing. Reaching the doorway he chuckled at the sight before him. A fellow werecat was sprawled over the couch like he owned it, but then again all cats were territorial. Which i why he took to not going near the ones they were protecting. Luckily for him the werecat on the couch wasn't really a problem at all. It was Caledon or Cale as he preferred. Looking towards the t.v he saw that Enter the Dragon had just begun. Smiling he stowed his guitar carefully on a chair and plopped down in a recliner nearest the t.v. "Dude did you at least make popcorn," as he said this with his eyes glued to the t.v the thoughts of going back to his dorm escaped his mind. With the full moon nearing all Arcane wanted to do for now was to relax. "Love this movie." he mumbled not bothering to make a formal greeting.
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Caledon Tesirah
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Post by Caledon Tesirah on Jun 21, 2012 1:36:36 GMT -5
he wasn't thinking. period. all he was concentrating on was the movie and it's wacky noises. all the 'WAAA's and 'KIYAAAA's filling his head rather than anything worthwhile. it's safe to say that the werecat was feeling his lazy today; the past day's events not bothering him at all. if anything at all it's the sudden, well not really, appearance of another were that caused him to jump. 'course the new comer is male, no female would be allowed into the boy's dorm... atleast not when cale would ever be paying attention.
anyway, at the first sound of the voice, so intuned to the television he had made himself, cale was slightly startled. his head snapped back to get a look at the person who had entered. the boy was young, probably not in the same year as cale, he generally remembered those people. unfortunately the werecat had always seemed to have a gift for forgetting faces and names of those who weren't around often enough for him to even try to remember. it was an unfortunate defect in his brain... which also seemed to stimulate gluttony and laziness in the blond as well as perhaps connect to the oddity in his coat color.
"ah.. no, man. crap. definitely didn't think about that," he responded lazily, swinging his legs back over the cushioned couch and getting up to do exactly as had been suggested. in fact, he hadn't even thought about making popcorn, just a nap would have done fine. but the thought of butter and crunchiness had set off a junk food tooth. "extra butter or cheese?" he called out as he walked into the kitchen. he wasn't feeling either one in particular, but the normal, ordinary kind of popcorn was never very tasteful to him.
waiting for an answer to the popcorn dilemma, cale looked back towards where the other boy, another werecat by the smell and gold crescent on his forehead, had sat on a recliner. he couldn't place the boy, who the hell is he, the question spurned his mind into an overload as he tried to figure out the name of the guy who was watching his movie. "well, it is a classic, and bruce lee has some kick ass moves.." he smiled, chuckling to himself as he leaned against the counter, listening to the movie sounds and conversations.
 STATUS # FINI-SHED FEATURING # CALE && ARCANE WORD COUNT # BLAAHH NOTES # I DONT THINK I LIKE PRESENT TENSE... IM STICKING TO PAST CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0 |
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Arcane Foxley
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Post by Arcane Foxley on Jun 21, 2012 15:48:55 GMT -5
Arcane looked over to the older werecat fledgling, he didn’t know him, know him, but he knew enough to know his name. The younger teen had said I as a joke until he realized the Cale had taken him seriously. He thought of it for a moment but decided to let things play out. “ah.. no, man. crap. definitely didn't think about that,” he watched as the Cale stood and walked over to the kitchen ready to make popcorn. “extra butter or cheese?” Cane weighed his options but decided not to push it since Cale was definitely older and more experienced than him. “either is fine, it doesn’t really matter.” He answered looking towards the TV and getting lost in the world of Bruce Lee. “well, it is a classic, and bruce lee has some kick ass moves..” grinning arcane agreed and thought of what his sister had told him when he asked if she could picture him doing stuff like that. She’d given him the are you kidding me look and laughed her ass off. Arcane could do it if he wanted to but he had an anger problem and has always hated people telling him what to do. “na…I think way of the dragon was his best movie…so awesome.” Shaking his head at nothing whatsoever cane looked over to the boy making popcorn. From the look that marked Cale’s face arcane wondered what he was thinking about so hard he shrugged and turned his eyes back towards the movie and smiled and made faces at the guys getting their asses handed to them.
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Caledon Tesirah
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Post by Caledon Tesirah on Jun 22, 2012 2:47:41 GMT -5
it had been awhile since cale had actually had a conversation about bruce lee and his movies. most of the time people would simply give him the look. that one that said "buddy, are you freaking serious?" he'd laugh and shrug it off, not really understanding and kinda lifting his brow at the other person until they explained that "no one watches movies from the seventies anymore, buddy, it's all about transformers and aliens now.." cale would laugh and mutter about people missing the good ol' classics which always entertained no matter the age. but today, even in his lazy mood, he found that he missed conversing about the old movies, bruce lee's enter the dragon being only one of the favorites which he constantly had on his mind. he could go on for day about all of the old classics that he never got tired of, even when the technicolor sucked more than the ancient black and white versions.
the younger were's words caught him mid thought, "cheesy cheese po'corn it tis then.." he responded, mainly to himself. putting the bag of junk into the microwave and hitting the specified button, cale caught himself. he had used an old word which his parents had used when talking to him while making the popular movie snack. he smiled to himself, momentarily forgetting that he had been trying to remember the kid's name. the reminder of his two loving father's sent a flood of warmth through his chest, and then the microwave beeped. he grabbed the bag out of the heater, opening the bag quickly to let the hot air flow out. and the guy in the other room responded to the previous statement about the movie. cale face shifted a bit, almost a quizzical frown and then replaced with an each smile and he chuckled a bit. walking back into the room with the bag, "ahh, wouldn't know about that one, this is one of the only one's of his that i really enjoy." so it was a bit more of a confession then just some comment. a bit of red flushed the tips of his ears when he realized that he, the great nerd of classic movies, had just confessed to not having seen an old bruce lee movie. another classic. it was almost mortifying, but he shrugged the feeling off, leaving the easy smile on his face as he laid back down on the couch.
he grabbed a bit from the inside of the bag, stuffing several pieces into his mouth before offering the bag to arcane. and he chewed slowly, methodically, savoring the taste of the cheesy popcorn before he realized that in not thinking so hard about the other boy's name, he had in fact remembered it. damn, he thought to himself, chuckling a bit out loud, i surprise myself too often. though he felt quite proud of himself in the end, redeeming his bruce lee slip from earlier. and then the movie captured his attention again, and he cringed a bit when lee dropped down into the secret area on the rope. he knew what was coming and squelched the urge to yell at the screen and bruce lee in the movie. it was almost too tempting, "geez, that guy is always getting himself into a mess" he spoke out loud, not quite yelling at the t.v. but anxiously waiting for another fight scene.
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Caledon Tesirah
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Sixth Former
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"rawr" say it loud and proud
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Post by Caledon Tesirah on Jul 13, 2012 0:59:39 GMT -5
the werelion rested his head back on the sofa, occasionally throwing bits of popcorn into his mouth and shaking the bag to shuffle around the kernels and fluffier pieces of microwaved food. the small bits crunched in his mouth, sticking to his teeth and at one point in the side of his tooth to pierce his gums. he flinched slightly, tongue quickly seeking out the spot where the small bit of hard shell had gotten stuck, and used his pointer finger to scrape at it. it took several tries and several tongue touches before the bit was dislodged, and then he swallowed the damned thing. serves it right, getting stuck in my gums that way... his thoughts ran away from the food at that point, then caressing the idea of the bruce lee movie once more..
the sudden shift of thought was not new to him, cale rarely realized how a.d.d. he seemed with his scattered thoughts and easily distracted, childish mind. it was only when arcane spoke that the teen remembered he was not alone in the room even though he had spoken several sentences of words just moments before. "it was action flick of it's time!" he said reverently, but not to the point of exasperation or exclamation, simply as though he found it to be as such. "but to each his own" it was said with a small chuckle, his thoughts then thinking of all the movies that required CG for their special effects which really could not be created in real life, like transformers. he fished another hand full of popcorn from the bag and turned his hand upside down to slide a few pieces into his mouth.
and when he had finished chewing and swallowing, "you can pick the next movie" and he smiled at the screen, "but this one's mine.." his voice drifted off a ways through the sentence as his attention was once more captured by the screen and vividly moving figures. he couldn't get over the classiness of it, the way the old cameras skew the image and the voices which every now and then would thicken with editorial and recording shifts and adjustments. there was just something about it...
STATUS # FINI-SHED FEATURING # CALE && ARCANE WORD COUNT # BLAAHH NOTES # CRAP. UTTER CRAP. SORRY LOVELY, MINE TOOK ABOUT AS LONG CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0 |
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