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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 17 2010, 01:49 AM (189 Views) | |
| Ought | Oct 17 2010, 01:49 AM Post #1 |
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Gideon walked through the halls of the DWMA whistling quietly to himself. He was wearing a light green button up shirt (the only type of shirt he owned) with a black sweater over it, a pair of blue jeans and some generic tennis shoes. From what he could tell, by looking out the windows, it was hot outside. He started to regret wearing the sweater even though it had been a bit windier that morning. He shrugged it off. It was a Thursday afternoon if he remembered correctly. He wasn't exactly sure though since he tended to forget the day easily but so long as no one asked him the date he would be fine. Normally he wouldn't still be in the school after his classes had let out, but he had a bit of business to attend to in the main lobby. |
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| Garth | Oct 17 2010, 10:51 PM Post #2 |
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Brade made his way out of the library to the main lobby. A small crash could be heard after he left. It was caused by a large pyrimid that he had constructed out of the books, just to prove to some younger students that he could do so. As he walked he had his headphones blasting at full volume. They were so loud that the few remaining students that passed him in the hall looked at him annoyingly. He didn't really notice though. Brade was on his way to the lobby for a very important piece of business that had to be dealt with. If he recalled correctly it had something to do with a guy named Gideon who he had honestly never heard of.... although if he had he probably wasn't paying much attention. When he finally reached the main lobby of the school he looked around to see if Gideon had arrived yet. He hadn't. After that revelation hit him Brade decided to sit and wait for his associate to arrive. |
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| Ought | Oct 20 2010, 07:48 PM Post #3 |
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Fresh Meat
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Gideon made his way to the schools main lobby. When he got there he noticed that the area was fairly empty except for a few students and faculty. He scanned over each of the people he figured were students. It didn't take him long to see who he was looking for. He walked over to the boy. He had redish brown hair and had an odd assortment of bandages on his face and arms. He also had some large headphones on. They where playing pretty loud since he could hear them from a dozen feet away. Gideon was looking for this one person in particular because, supposed, he was the only pole arm type weapon not partnered or working by themselves. Gid specialized in wielding pole based weapons and even though his work with the Matsumoto twins was going well, he missed the feel of a staff spinning in his hand. When he got close enough, he leaned down and tapped the boy on the shoulder. He would wait for the boy to look up and take off his headphones before saying " Brade right? I'm Gideon." |
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| Garth | Oct 23 2010, 06:50 PM Post #4 |
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Some tapped on his shoulder. Menatlly Brade sighed as he looked up to see a guy in a tacky green oxford shirt and with dark hair. He realized that this must have been the person who had called him over here. His mood perked up a bit at this and he menatlly took back his mental sigh. Taking off his headphones, Brade answered the question that the question that Gideon had posed on the subject of his identity. "Yep," he said standing up. He put his hand out to shake Gideons. "Nice to meet you Gideon... I think that I'll call you Gid from here on. Is that fine with you? Sooooo.... I guess since you asked me to meet you want to be my miester right?" Gideon looked a bit surprised as Brade answered. "Oh, yeah I'm good at figuring out situations ya know. So yeah why not, you seem interesting... (if tacky) and I need a new miester. It will be fun." Brade reached into his pants pocket and grabbed his phone. "Here, this is my number. Put yours in so we can stay in contact. Now if you'll excuse me I just thought of a way to create perptual energy, so I have to head home right away." With that Brade turned on his heels and ran off yelling behind himself. "I'll text you when I find a mission." |
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| Ought | Nov 4 2010, 03:12 AM Post #5 |
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After Brade had left the building, Gideon looked down at his phone. His new partners phone number was on the display. Gid looked back up a confused look on his face. Deciding that what just happened did in fact happen and contumplating how he had just become partners with this guy without having to say anything aside from "Hello", Gideon walked out of the main lobby and into the city; all the while thinking to himself. "That was just weird." |
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