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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 6, 2007 19:43:33 GMT
Jet sat on his bed and continued with his drawing. He finished the touch on the scales and went back to the wings and spikes.
"Hmm, still not to good," he made the one of the scales larger and the spike higher.
"Fire!" he quickly started to draw fire all around the dragon and it was also coming from it's mouth.
He coloured the it in and then concentrated. Suddenly as though a thunder cloud had erupted a dragin was in his head, guarding her eggs just like in the picture.
"Cool," Jet nodded his head in amusement. He realised that the door was open and any one of the boys in this wing could look in on him and think him something he's not.
He hated people like that. They jumped to conclusions not actually thinking about what they say first.
If he could, Jet would make his mind known to them but as he was loud to his friends, he shunned the rest of the population. Maybe that's why people tended to avoid him, why he didn't fit in as well as he thought he should.
Ah, if only my girl was here!
Charlene, Charlene, Charlene, Charlene...
"If you were here, it would make this place even better!"
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Dec 6, 2007 21:03:57 GMT
"If you were here, it would make this place even better!"
Jude froze at the door, tipping his Stetson at a rakish angle. He'd known there would be a new boy joining his Dorm- what he hadn't known was that the guy was gonna' be a total crackpot.
"Well, then, baby, it's your lucky day!" Jude said sarcastically, coming into the room and taking a bow. "Jude Dorrian- pleased to make your acquaintance."
Okay, good. His crazy roommate now thought him crazy...
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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 6, 2007 21:08:33 GMT
Jet stared at the guy just a couple of feet from the door.
"I'm Jet," he tilted his head forwards and back to his drawing. He picked up his pen and sketched the dragon's rider in. A pretty girl with long flowing elctrice blue hair with her two swords that she could use as one.
"You in this dorm or another one?" he asked politley.
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Dec 6, 2007 21:10:38 GMT
Well, that was abrupt.
Jude sat down on the bed beside him, leaning back quite relaxed, watching the boy curiously. He had good focus, apparently, and that picture was proof that he was a good artist. Who was the girl?
"This is my place," Jude told him. "Jet."
The name sounded strange.
"Who is she?"
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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 6, 2007 21:15:15 GMT
"Dragon rider, one of the last remaining," he put a shield on one of her arms and then the picture was completed, "Name is Equiana, one of the best out there,"
Jude gave him a strange look.
"Dragon lords of the world? No? Well a big collection of historical books that date back to 320BC. They're like my favourite!" Jet gave the final touch and put it on the bedside table on top of the others he had drawn earlier.
"So, what powers do you have?"
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Dec 7, 2007 17:35:34 GMT
"Metal bending, invisibility and enhanced senses," Jude listed dully. It was routine at this school- always 'what powers do you have?' and 'what powers do you have?' and you and you and you... For goodness' sake, it was one of the first things they taught you in languages!
¿Qué poderes tiene usted?
Actually, Jude was fluent in Spanish, so he already knew this, but whatever...
"And you?"
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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 7, 2007 19:16:03 GMT
"Earth. super speed and invisibility too!" he smiled, his white teeth gleaming.
"You from Texas, ain'tcha?! I'm from Connecticut," his voice steady.
He picked up a book he was currently reading. The Dragon Lord and the magic bullets.
"What sort of books do you read?" his eyes wear moving over the page but no words were sinking in. HI mind was on the one and only Charlene.
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Dec 8, 2007 10:49:49 GMT
"Grapes of Wrath," replied Jude easily. "Makes me laugh. 'Them were all jumpin' with that there Holy Sperit. They all got jumpin' wit' it'."
Hey! It was the way the book was wrote. And it did make him laugh. All those 'kin's instead of 'can's. He shouldn't laugh, really... but...
"Your book good?"
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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 8, 2007 19:06:28 GMT
"Yeah, like one of the best books I've ever had the luck to read," he said, sliglty over enthused.
"So what's it like here in Orchid?" he was desperate to find out as much as he could before he started classes. He was not good being the oddball.
He was supposed to have friends!
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Dec 8, 2007 21:33:31 GMT
"Oh, it's alright," Jude said breezily. "Y'all should like it here okay. Great food. Great library, if you want some more of those books. We've got some great team sports and stuff going on. And hey, we've even got some great girls too!"
All true. Food... books... sport... girls... um, what else would a guy like Jet be looking for in school?
"And battles," Jude added, a little gravely. "A whole heap of them."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 12, 2007 16:41:40 GMT
"Battles?!" Jet held back a gulp but said the word without showing a trace of panic.
"Girls you say? Let me guess, you're with a small girl with blond hair who is strong and kind of mysterious?"
Jet had always had a way with guessing what sort of people that other people, he had met, where going out with. It was like a sixth sense.
"And just in case you where wondering I'm not gay, and if you weren't that's good because the way I talk about things and other stuff most people tend to get that impression on me..." he trailed of and opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out a packet of chocolate digestives.
"Want one?" he held the acket up to Jude.
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Dec 12, 2007 18:11:08 GMT
This conversation was becoming stranger and stranger by the second.
"Okay..." Jude trailed off and took one with a crooked grin. "Um. Yes. Love blonds, I really do. And I didn't think y'all were gay. Why would I think that?"
Slightly loopy, perhaps, but not gay...
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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 13, 2007 16:42:42 GMT
"Good," Jet silently gave thanks, "Well because where I used to live people didn't understand me and called me gay and that's all I've ever been called, but now that I'm in the spies I can do so much stuff to get revenge!"
She gave a lopsided smile.
"What group are you in?"
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Dec 13, 2007 17:06:21 GMT
"Spies too," beamed Jude, and winked. "On personal terms with the Head, no less..."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Dec 17, 2007 20:16:48 GMT
"Haha," Jet started to laugh, "What's she like? Strict, funny, good fun, annoying, or mad?"
Jet like to know people before he took orders from them, that way he knew how to handle things he didn't like.
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