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open``kick it hard « Thread Started on Apr 26, 2009, 8:23am »
STEFAN ANTONIO SALVATORE!
he felt the vibration of where his foot kicked the ball. no he wasn't playing with anybody, just by him self. he usually was by himself to be honest, not that he minded. most of these americans were weird, and he didn't like to socialize with some of them, though having the reputation of an abercrombie, told him to do otherwise. he is supposed to be surrounded by girls, which he is, and he's supposed to like it. well yes he usually did, but a boy needed a break right? or not. with that thought he kicked the ball again, kicking it hight right to the end of the pitch. these girls here were very slutty, well some of them, he found that quite a fair amount can actually be nice.
in italy, the girls respected them selves, most of them didn't go partying, and to be honest neither did stefan, but now there wasn't a day that he wouldn't actually be out at a club, staying there 'till like three am, and having a dance and a snog with a fit girl. he was so used to that regime of life. by now, stefan was at where he kicked the ball. he picked it up with his long fingers, his shirt was unbuttoned, and flaring, his trainers shone in the distance, and his jeans were faded giving him this sexy look. even though he has just been running and kicking a ball around, stefan wasn't out of breath or tired. the played keepy-uppies with his leg. when he was bored he kicked it again. it flew the length of the pitch, and he just looked at where it fell.
for a minute, stefan just stood there doing nothing, and then he shook his head, running a hand through his tousled hair. there was no one around, everyone was in lessons. it was very often when stefan would skip lessons. he has gotten in trouble for it so many times, that it was all quite hard to count. the teachers were worried about him, but he hated learning. seriously. it was a strain fro him to wake up every morning, and actually get there. he started towards where his ball fell, it would be a long walk, but he couldn't be bothered to run. the sun was shining in his face, he just looked down and carried on walking.
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Re: open``kick it hard « Reply #1 on Apr 26, 2009, 1:28pm »
Suki had previously spent the earlier hours of the afternoon lounging in the small area she'd found to call her own dorm. Though, the only attraction surrounding such a place was indeed the quiet it provided her - along with the obvious supply of entertainment. Sarcasm dripped from each thought as she made her way out of the double arched doors she found no joy in waisting energy in opening, her footsteps silent through the small voices that left those souls surrounding her. Her oceanic gaze kept directly ahead as she attempted to look for something entertaining, her lips pursed in evidence of irritation.
Her hands dover into the depths of her back pockets, provided by the violent shaded purple shorts that graced her lower half. There seemed to be nothing available to her wandering form as she made her way down the bricked paving that surrounded the outer of the school, a large sigh escaping as she growled in the lightest signs of frustration. It had been clear she had no particular intentions when casually gracing her presence outside, though she had hoped for there to be something that would attract her attention. Continuing to take slow and leisurely steps, she found her head glancing up toward the evening sky - clouds growing black as though injected with a slowly progressing ink. A light view of expression flickered among her face as she continued her calm pace, hands never revealing themselves from the depths of her pockets.
It wasn't until her footfall collided onto something a lot more soft that she stopped, raising an arched brow. Grass. The lush feel of it against her pump covered feet gave the brunette a small sense of relaxation as she took this time to glance around hr surroundings once more. Subconsciously, she had managed to wander toward the sports field, though only a few of the buffoons jacked up enough to continue their exercise until now remained. Suki found faint amusement in seeing them work so hard - all pushing in so much effort.
Taking into consideration she seriously had nothing better to do at that precise moment, she gracefully clamored up onto the metal benches that provided the tiniest form of sanctuary for those in need of rest. Settling herself down without another care, she stretched out her legs and slumped into a comfortable position. Leaning her elbows behind on the upper flooring of the steps above, she allowed a smile to grace her ivory features as she found some point to her venture outside.
The light nip in the cold air didn't bother to phase her as she lounged more content, watching a few of the young men darting around like fools. As one fell,she felt her grin grow all the more in amusement. At least she had some form of entertainment now - live and breathing. Even the fact that no one else had situated themselves along those benches didn't bring a new irritation. Though, Sukis mind seemed to focus on keeping an eye on the few idiots that continued to trip in their exercise. Oh the fun of it...
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Re: open``kick it hard « Reply #2 on Apr 29, 2009, 1:07pm »
STEFAN ANTONIO SALVATORE!
stefan held his head down, walking in the direction of where he had kicked the ball. he looked at the grass beneath his fluorescent trainers, and the dryness of it. stefan usually thought about things that weren't worth thinking of, it was just a thing he did, a habit perhaps. his footsteps were slow but sure, it felt like he had been walking ages, when it was actually about thirty seconds. he raised hi head, up the where the sun was, before looking over to the stands. he was surprised to see a person sitting there, no one usually took the time to just sit on the stands and do nothing. he wondered why the girl did that, didn't a person have anything better to do than just sit on a bench and watch guys play ball?
he quickened his step, as he noticed where his ball fell. he was closer now. when he thought about his earlier thoughts, he wondered why he was thinking them at all. it was like the girl could sit where ever she wanted, like stefan had sat in the corridor, without a care in the world, until a girl started talking to him, and it actually paid off. so sitting around and doing nothing was kind of a good thing. his fingers ran through his dark locks, tousling them even more. he had reached his destination now, he bent down to pick up his ball, and walked over to where the girl was sitting on the bench.
'is it not a bit cold to sit in this weather?' he asked, his italian accent leaking off of every letter, he gave a small smile and tucked his ball underneath his arm. he scratched an itch on the tip of his nose, and the polite smile didn't fade. the little scar on the left cheek was very evident, but he didn't care. he didn't even notice it any more, now that people didn't laugh, or point at the italian freak with the scar. he waited for the girl to say something, shivering a little as a gust of breeze flew by.
tag: suki! word count: 355 where: the stadium outfit: click. notes: sorry it took me so long
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Re: open``kick it hard « Reply #3 on Apr 30, 2009, 2:49pm »
Suki's gaze continued to roam the pitch along with the area surrounding it - eyes locking on a young boy as he stumbled and collided with the ground. Such a motion caught her off guard instantly while her body subconsciously leaned forward to watch the outcome of such a thing. The softest laugh of relief escaped as he stood back to his feet, marching around as he over exaggerated his infliction of pain - soon having the attention he so desperately craved for. Such scenes where probably the reason the brunette often relaxed within the clutches of such an area. It was entertainment fresh for the picking, a term she often enjoyed thinking of.
The cold air continued to catch at her arms, the black cardigan not the greatest excuse to keep her warm and provide her the necessary defense from such weather. Yet, she chose not to dwell on such a thing as she relaxed all the more; soft breaths escaping as she smiled all the more gently. Subconsciously, she began to hum to herself no familiar song, her smile all the same and friendly as she continued to do so until she noticed someone making their way toward her. A brow rose in confusion, until she noticed the ball. A light flush of relief flooded through out her as she realized this. Often when strangers tried to make a conversation with the brunette, she'd stammer and make quiet remarks. That wasn't the best situation to find yourself in, for sure!
Kate inwardly admitted she was caught of guard as the boy directed his speech to her - his accent unique to her ears. She smiled politely and merely shook her head; arms crossed. "I don't mind it" She murmured in a soft tone, her own accent sharp in her words. It was truth enough her Australian accent wasn't the strongest, due to her living standards in her current living area. Then again, could an accent fade forever? Only time would obvious tell...Once more, she flashed a smile toward him. "I've got nothing better to do anyway" She added in a quite quiet tone, oceanic gaze sparkling some what as she remained all the more relaxed.
What more could she reply? Suki wasn't the best person to start up a conversation never mind keep one up...even though, it was true she did try her best to do so!
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Re: open``kick it hard « Reply #4 on May 2, 2009, 8:40am »
STEFAN ANTONIO SALVATORE!
while waiting for an answer, stefan searched the girl with his eyes, her face hair, legs, looking for some sign that he actually knew her. he was confused as to why he has never met her, but hey, it was never too late right? when she spoke, stefan noted that she had a different accent too. was it british? canadian? or maybe australian. he made a mental note to ask her later, he was always curious about where other people were from. were thay like him, missing from where they originally came from, or loving it here in america. to be honest, stefan usually thought that people missed the places that they are from. like it is where they were born right? it's like its in their blood, like italy was in stefans.
stefan smiled. he knew what it was like having nothing to do. it was a pain, and he was, unfortunately, quite accustomed to it. 'well, you can always find the things that you want to do.' he said, a smile on his lips. he hated boredom, it meant that you were wasting time, doing nothing, while you could be doing something and living your life. he hated wasting time, like he has already found out, life is short. the memory in his head, caused him to raise his hand and rub the little scar on his cheek. it was proof, that if you weren't careful, you were in trouble, and you may get unfortunate side effects.
'i am stefan,' he introduced him self. being a gentleman that he was, he had to introduce him self. it was weird speaking to a person you didn't know the name of. 'and you are?' he asked, curious. he always loved meeting new people, knowing names and faces, and the personalities. he walked around, and up the steps. he sat down next to the girl, his long legs on the second stair away. he rested his ball between his ankles, and sent the girl a smile. 'i hope you do not mind, miss.' he said, like he always does. politeness was one of his top rules, and he would stick to them.
tag: suki! word count: 361 where: the stadium outfit: click. notes: um, how come you used the name Kate at the beginning of paragraph three, is that like a nickname or something?
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Re: open``kick it hard « Reply #5 on May 3, 2009, 12:50pm »
Suki's gaze remained soft as she to glanced toward the young man without letting out a giving signal that she was able to overlook his appearance with a flicker of her eyes. At first glance, he just seemed to be what you would class to be your daily average jock, but she wouldn't judge. Suki wasn't a girl who would judge anyone, seeing as she was just that kind of girl. Her smile remained graced upon her ivory features as she rested herself more comfortable while sitting on the metal clutches of the benches. If to be honest, the rest they provided her legs simply re struck with a vengeance by making her ass numb in seconds. That was indeed an aspect she hated.
A light laugh echoed into the quiet area that surrounded the pair, gaze flickering happily. "I suppose I could...if I had anything in mind" She laughed a little louder, her dimples completely visible as she continued to smile toward him. In all truth, she had been currently unable to find anything that had caught her attention, and by failing to find anything near to her she had set off on a walk. This walk had eventually led her to the clutches of the stadium; accompanied by the metal clutches that seemed to numb her lower half uncomfortably. Yet, she became distracted from her small world of thought as he introduced himself as Stefan, her eyes locking upon his as she bashfully blushed toward such a polite greeting.
"I...I'm Suki" She stammered with a lighter smile, watching him finally take a seat beside her - the ball bouncing some what as it collided with the harsh cold metal ground that was situated upon the stadium benches. Softly extending her hand toward him, she grinned all the more despite the growing timid bubble that often swarmed her petite form. "Its lovely to meet you" She chimed softly, her hand remaining extended as she became intent on centering her attention upon him. She was one type of girl who would always get distracted by something easily...so she did have to concentrate, yet it wasn't evident.
Outfit:Here Word Count: 355 Tag: Stefan Notes: I'm sorry about that! Its another RP character I have ^_^ Sorry! Gah, I feel silly hehe, super sorry
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Re: open``kick it hard « Reply #6 on May 9, 2009, 10:03am »
STEFAN ANTONIO SALVATORE!
the lanky boy smiled at the female next to him, 'isn't it boring to be bored?' he asked jokingly. stefan was usually bored, and it annoyed the hell out of him, boredom meant wasting your time, while you could be living. and living was good, not just wasting away sitting in a bed or next to a computer and doing nothing. it was really frustrating, but sometimes it was good just to lie in your bed for a couple of minutes and think about stuff. any stuff, like about your life, the people in the world and such. it was like an automatic thing for stefan, he spent five minutes every morning after opening his eyes just thinking, about nothing in particular.
'very nice to meet you suki,' stefan smiled. it was always nice to meet people, and talk to them without judging them, or having to act. even though stefan wasn't anything but himself all the time, it was hard to stay that way. but he tried his best, even though he really was an amazing actor. he could hide his emotions so well, no one notices. stefan was like that, all closed up. he had never actually opened up to anyone. ever, and he wished that he could sometimes. because sometimes it was so hard to keep everything bottled up, without breaking down.
stefan took suki's hand and shook it. she had a very female type hand, soft and thin. he was smiling all the while, 'me too.' he said, he looked the girl in the eye, 'have i seen you before?' he asked curious, because he thought he did, but she didn't seem that familiar. stefan usually was good with faces, but this was kind of strange. no that he complained, he always wanted an opportunity to talk to people, no matter if her knew them or not, but it was still cool to find out if he knew this girl.
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Re: open``kick it hard « Reply #7 on May 10, 2009, 10:48am »
"No no...being bored is entertaining" Suki chimed, her tone bright as if she weren't being sarcastic with her statement. The brunette was often bored, though she would usually find a cure within ten minuets of realizing such a thing. Today happened to be an exception of such a routine. She examined her hands with gentle eyes as she tried to remain positive and not retreat into a timid bubble which seemed to welcome her on a daily basis with an alluring offer of safety. She hated to be timid, and for once it seemed someone who appeared to friendly had spoken to her! Now the aim was not to cower away, but to smile and get on with it.
"Likewise" She said with a soft expressing, once more glancing to Stefan as she tried to conclude this as the truth. Her smile grew all the more as she leaned into the grasp of the metal benches, her arms extended forward as she stretched them faintly feeble. Though, she prevented this stretching session for a length of time as Stefan took a hold of her gestured hand, shaking it. Typical grasp...yet, it seemed more considerate than most males. After all, they'd often crush Suki's petite hands subconsciously when she often shake hands with them, or even just held onto them for that matter. Though, she was not one to ever complain about such a circumstance.
Taking her hand back, she flushed shy as her eyes locked onto his, her shoulders rolling as his question hit her. "...I doubt it. I'm not usually one to socialize" She laughed some what, at least speaking the truth. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy such a thing, she was just often to shy to go up to others and happily introduce herself. Yet, when she had been forced to do so she would often gain a friend, or someone on that sort of level. "But as I've said...lovely to meet you" She laughed, shaking her head as her body sat up to a more comfortable and likable position. "You know me now" She pointed out softly, hoping that was a good addition and not bad.
Now for the silence...what could she question? It was often that questions led to further conversation, right? Suki inwardly panicked to such a thing as she found nothing entering her mind - panic. Blinking profusely, she stammered out the first thing she could possibly think of - eyes landing on the ball before them. "How long have you played soccer?" She inquired, grinning innocently.
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