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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2014 16:37:06 GMT
There was a screeching sound as the bus came to a halt in front of the school. Lawrence had cried herself to sleep after she witnessed her caretaker being gunned down by the humans. Her reddish pink eyes opened sleepily, and she slowly sat up in her seat. She stood up and rubbed away the fatigue out of her eyes. The neko walked to the front of the bus and stepped off. The school was bigger than she expected. Oh, well... It was just another building to walk into. Lawrence grabbed her things and headed towards the school. (It's night by the way.) Logan Marshall |
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 29, 2014 0:05:59 GMT
Logan kicked off on his skateboard, doing an ollie. He kept going forward, cigarette in his mouth. He spit out his cigarette and jumped off his skateboard. He pulled out a new cigarette and his lighter and lit the cigarette and popped it into his mouth. He jumped back on his skateboard and moved forward, he stopped and jumped off, almost running into a girl. He pulled out his cigarette. "Yo, watch it!" He said.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2014 0:23:29 GMT
My black cat ears perked up and twitched at the constant sound of little wheels, rolling on the sidewalk. When she took a look around, she jumped back to dodge the boy and the skateboard. The boy told her to watch it. Lawrence was quite the daydreamer but that wasn't entirely her fault. Her reddish pink eyes narrowed at the reckless half blood. "Pfft! Men..." She rolled her eyes and started him down. What was a student doing out so late anyway? The neko decided to just grin and bare it no matter what he threw at her. His words didn't hurt her. She cleared her throat obviously to make herself noticeable. And, she wanted him to listen the first time. "I'm Lauren. What is your name?"
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 29, 2014 0:30:50 GMT
Logan extended his middle finger at her. He looked at her when she asked him his name. "My name's Logan Marshall. And you must be new because obviously, you haven't heard of me and you don't know I run this joint!" He grabbed his bag and pulled out two beers. (Never leave home without beer.) He asked her, "You drink?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2014 0:44:24 GMT
Lawrence smirked at the cocky boy that had given her the middle finger. She could do that, too, but she was better than that. "That's cute~" she said in a sarcastic way, sounding like she was talking to a baby. Lawrence couldn't believe that for just a second she was convinced that he was going to give her his name. He did, but he had to boast about himself in the end. Yeah, like she would take some thug seriously. That's what he looked like. A wannabe gangster.
"Yeah sooo it's late where the heck am I supposed to sleep?" Lawrence watched Logan carefully just in case he tried anything. Her ears perked forward at the sound of beer bottles clanging together as Logan pulled them out of his bag. Lawrence had gotten into drinking at the age of 16 when her father got killed. It was illegal but no one was around to tell her that. Her caretaker didn't care. Anna let Lawrence do whatever she wanted to get through her father's death. "Uh... really? Because I really need a drink.. tonight was rough."
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 29, 2014 0:52:20 GMT
"Shut up!" He said. He raised an eyebrow when she said she needed a drink. "Okay then." He said, as he tossed her the beer. "What, do you need a smoke, too?" He asked. He held his hand out to the girl. "I'm a tiger half-blood. Gotta love being a big cat. Or just a cat in general." He shifted into tiger form and walked up to her, curling his tail around her hand.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2014 1:19:27 GMT
Lawrence chuckled to herself when he snapped at her. Ooh! That sounded so threatening. The girl simply shook it off as if it was nothing. Boys bothered her throughout her school life. They even bothered outside of school. They were also jealous that Lawrence was popular with the girls. Lawrence was just standing up for them when the guys were bothering the girls. It was no big deal.
She caught the fragile bottle that would've broke if she hadn't. Lawrence blinked curiously and stared at his hand. Before she knew it, the tiger boy curled his tail around her hand. "Uh... Yeah. Being a cat is pretty sweet." She looked at the tiger and wondered what he was thinking.
Her hand slowly slipped out from the grip of the tiger's tail. "You are a wild cat, huh? I'm a ragdoll cat also known as one of the several house cats."
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 29, 2014 1:34:49 GMT
"Yeah, I'm a wild cat." He said, bragging. "I can't be controlled." He raised his eyebrows. "A domesticated cat? That's all?" He asked.
(I gotta go.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2014 1:45:24 GMT
Lawrence nodded, agreeing that wild cats were cool. He had a good reason to brag about being a wild cat. Wild cats taunted Lawrence for being a house cat, but she always wanted to be one. They were free and, well, wild. She wanted to run as far as her little legs could take her and scream at the top of her lungs. She just needed to get it all out instead of hiding it from others.
Lawrence felt challenged by the wild cat. "Yes, I'm a domesticated cat! What is that supposed to mean anyway? I wish I was like my father... He was a wild cat. Wait... I think he was a tiger, too."
(Okay. RP with ya later!)
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Post by Logan Marshall on Dec 29, 2014 12:28:26 GMT
"That'd be cool to meet another tiger. The only tigers I knew we're back in my gang in Chicago. One of my gang friends comes here, but he's soft now." He said, grimacing. "His name's Jack King. And I think I should go kill him." (He's not gonna, I don't have permission) He opened his bag and pulled out the metal claws. "I'll kill him with these." He showed her the claws and then put them back in the bag. "You never told me you're name." He noted.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2014 18:02:13 GMT
Lauren hesitated and tried to hold back any tears. It was cliche, anyway. Most half-bloods had lost their families, and Lauren didn't want to add onto the waterworks of the tragedy. It was cool just to meet Logan since he was a tiger. Then, Logan mentioned one of his gang members. Oh, so he was a gangster... or, he was in a wannabe gangster group with a bunch of other tough losers. "You want to kill him... because he is soft? I agree that being a weak link does not fit in a gang, but how could you kill one of your members?" It didn't make sense to her.
Her father was in a gang full of cat half-bloods. There were tigers, lions, domesticated cats like herself, cheetahs, leopards... It was quite the group. They would pick fights with other half-blood gangs, which was ironic because they all had to get together to help each other out when the humans became an even bigger threat. Lauren blinked and watched him take out the metal claws from his bag. "A-Are you crazy!? Why do you have a weapon?" she asked and looked at him as if he was crazy. He probably was... She let out a sigh, feeling like it would be hopeless even if he explained why he had a weapon. "I already told you. My name is Lauren. Pay attention more and you'll get it."
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