A new Grand Adventure...
Name(s): Paru, Open
Location: The front gates of the school.
Week: Week 35
Time: Saturday Morning
Rating: G... but very likely to omit, hint at, suggest, create homage to, and explicitly depict things rated PG-13 to R, because Paru is in this log.
Note: If I use {Curly Brackets} She has slipped into Japanese. However she speaks English fine. Generally ( Read more... )
Location: The front gates of the school.
Week: Week 35
Time: Saturday Morning
Rating: G... but very likely to omit, hint at, suggest, create homage to, and explicitly depict things rated PG-13 to R, because Paru is in this log.
Note: If I use {Curly Brackets} She has slipped into Japanese. However she speaks English fine. Generally ( Read more... )
"Um," she looked between her bags, "I could use help with that one, I like the way I've got this one." Her first gesture was toward the rolling bag, the second toward her backpack. She didn't feel like mentioning that she had the straps on her backpack luggage so it made her bust slightly bustier.
She looked her rescuer over, she didn't exactly need it. While her sketchbook was important, she was not above using magic on that bitch to reclaim it. However, given how tall and handsome her rescuer was, she figured she would let him have his fun. It meant later she could ask him for help again. Making friends to use when needed was a good plan. Especially tall handsome friends like him. Normally he wasn't her type, she had more interest in the dashing boys with androgynous features, occasionally dipping into topics that made them seem homosexual but were entirely for dinner and dancing with a cute manga artist female who has a love of artistic endeavors. However, for now, a boy willing to help a younger classmate who just arrived had a charm she could appreciate.
She would also have all kinds of fun sketching him later! "Oh, right, I'm suppose to go to the headmaster's office for house assignments, whatever that means." House assignments, how odd, didn't have those at her old school. As Paru's mind wandered to this house assignment thing, she played with the pendant she was wearing. It was a coat of arms, similar to the House shields for Hogwarts, only it said 'Mahora' on it.
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"Nice to meet you, Paru. People call me Chad, but you can feel free to call me Sado. I actually prefer it," he clarified. "I'll grab this bag for you." He lifted the rolling bag with its handle within the grip of only one of his tremendous palms. It was considerably heavy for many, but he was able to take care of it within his own bounds. Of course, while bending down to pick it up, he did notice the manner of the bag straps that Paru had hinted at. With a well-hidden gulp, he turned his eyes back at the bag he was intending on carrying for Paru.
His free arm was suddenly grasped by the likes of Angel, whose fingers treaded over his long forearms. The sweetness of her voice and the delicate touch across his arms also made Sado more uncomfortable along the same lines as Paru's bust. Still, he hid another gulp under his breath with a cough and said. "You can follow along. Just don't steal anything of Paru's along the way...what as your name?"
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Paru was glad to not have to drag around her suitcase. She gave a small bow to Sado for his help. It made life easier, and freed up her other hand. Which she did not use to try to cling onto Sado, although that might have been fun. Instead as they entered the building she pulled her quill out again, flipped to a blank page in her sketchbook, and began to draw.
A few students, a few ghosts, some of the random portraits on the wall. Whatever she thought was worth a sketch in her book. Her quill moved to a bottle of ink in her pocket as she worked. Her quill moved at remarkable speed across her papers as she drew whatever came to her fancy.
When she saw Angel was still around, "Oh, you're still following us?" She did realize Sado had let the girl tag along, but she couldn't help but be a little rude about it.
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