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[HQ OC] Support (EnnKas)Kasumi checked the display she was making of some of her photographs. She was the first one in the club room today, just because she had wanted to work on it more. The club president had said that she could take her time, but she had said that she would get it done as soon as she could and she intended to keep that promise.[HQ OC] Support (EnnKas) by Plantress
She took a step back and looked at the display again. There were only a few more touch ups that she needed to do.
“Markers, markers…” she muttered to herself and glanced around the room. She had been using them this morning and had left them on a table. They weren’t there anymore, and it took a few minutes of searching to figure out where they had run off to. When she finally did ,she heaved a looong sigh and glared up at the high shelf as if it was somehow it’s fault that a brilliant person in the club had decided putting the markers up there was a good idea. Apparently they had forgotten that not e
[CM] Stop that!“What the hell are you doing?” Akutsu loomed up behind the tallest of the three punks he had seen from across the park, and yanked him off his feet by the collar when the guy turned around with a sneer on his lips. “Well!?” He didn’t know who the bastard was, other than his uniform was black which meant he wasn’t from Yamabuki, but at least he had enough brains to go pale when he saw who had him.[CM] Stop that! by Plantress
“Shit!” The idiot started prying at the hand that had his collar. “This doesn’t have anything to do with you, Akutsu!”
One of the other two started towards him, “Yeah, let him go!”
“Don’t tell me what to do!” He yanked on the guy he was holding, sending him flying into this friend. They both went down hard, and he turned to the last asshole who was standing there with a panicked look on his face.
“Look, we didn’t know that she was with you,” he said ,his voice an annoyi
So then.... (Asahi/OC)So then.... (Asahi/OC) by Plantress
(Sequel to Love Letter, Love Letter. In which Asahi freaks out, Maya final gets an answer, and Suga decides to be helpful. Asahi/OC)
The first time Maya saw Asahi after she had given him her love letter, nerves stopped her short. She stared at him from the doorway of the classroom for a good long moment. He was already at his desk and talking to someone else. It felt like an eternity since those few moments, and now she wasn't what to say. Had he even read her love letter? Yeah, he had taken it, but he hadn't really acted like he knew what it was, and his teammate had shown up before she could try to say anything else. Wouldn’t he have been a bit more nervous if he had realized she’d just handed over a letter with all her feelings in it? She had gotten a couple of texts from him, but the first had been something along the lines of 'I am a total idiot forgive me' complete with a sad emoticon, which was foll
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Seigaku Girl's Team Seigaku's girls team was never as highly regarded as the boys team, but the year before Yuri and Aoi joined, the team came with in a match of getting to the Nationals. It was the highest honor that the girls team had ever achieved. After the third years graduated, the new Captain swore they would see they team get to the nationals that year. Yuri and Aoi were in awe of the driven nature of the third years. They proved to be a nearly natural pair at doubles and pushed themselves so they could become starters and help their senpai. They only made it to the semi-finals in the prefecture that year, much to everyone's disappointment but it just made Yuri more determined than ever, and Aoi was caught up in her enthusiasm.Still need to add the personality summaries.
However, when that year graduated the last players that had been starters when they team had almost went to the nationals were gone. The Captain that was appointed was one of the strongest players on the team, but she wasn't much of a leader.
04 - On a date - Maya/Asahi“You sure you’re not bored or anything?” Maya wrapped her hands around the can of soda and glanced at the volleyball player sitting next to her on the bench. “We could have done something else. We still could if you want.”
Asahi just smiled at her reassuringly. “I’m not bored,” he said, and didn’t say anything about this being the third time she had asked him. He looked around at the outdoor art show she had dragged him too. “I’ve never been to something like this before. It’s really interesting.”
She relaxed a little, and leaned back against the bench. “I’m glad,” she said and leaned against him a little. He stiffened, and made a noise in the back of his throat but didn’t move away. “I mean, I know you said it was fine when I showed you the flyer, but it wouldn’t be much of a date if I was the only one enjoying myself.”
Pride and GriefThe workroom in Aries temple was cold at night but Shion didn't feel like lighting the fires that would warm it just now. There was enough light coming from the small lantern he had sitting on a shelf to make his work of sorting through the Cloths easier. He was trying to figure out the order of repair for them. First by which Saint was healthy enough to need them soon, then by how wounded the Cloth itself was. It was somewhat tricky work but it was work that he knew well, and it was work that helped to occupy his mind.
He should be resting now, he knew. After what had happened today, Lady Athena herself had come down to speak with him. To console him in her own way, and to tell him kindly that he should rest tonight. It was an order from his goddess. He should be obeying it, but he just couldn't. Each time he closed his eyes all he could see was his Master laying
Just a moment(Mass Effect.
Layla's one of Aria's pet hackers. Bray is one of her enforcers. ...Why is she friends with him again? (Semi Bray/OC))
An insistent beeping broke through Layla's dreams, and dragged her back to the land of reality with a sharp snap. She jerked upright, blinking incomprehensibly at the tangle of computers, electronics and monitors that served as her workstation. It was several seconds before her mind was able to focus enough to identity 'back office' as her current location. Damn. She had been working late last night, but she didn't think she had been that tired! Half her face was numb where it had been resting on her desk, and when she dragged her hand across her cheek she dislodged a stray washer that had somehow gotten stuck to her face. It fell to the floor with a sharp ping and Layla stared at in for several seconds as her sleep fogged brain tried to dreg up the energy to wonder about it.
It was the damn beeping that penetrated through to her brain en
Between Breaths((Mass Effect.
Garrus, Victus and a moment between battles on Menae.))
Menae was one of the worst battles Garrus had ever been involved in. Oh sure, Saren and the Collectors had been bad, but at least he had know where the goal was with those. Here,there was no goal, no end to the fighting. Just wave after wave of enemies that you hoped you could hold out against until a miracle happened. That was what he kept thinking they were going to need to defeat the Reapers, an outright miracle.
Surprised I can sleep at all with that on my mind, was the thought that ran through his mind as he rolled out of his bunk to make way for the next shift to come in for downtime. All personnel currently on the moon had been assigned to various rotating shifts to make sure that there was always someone fighting, and that everyone got some sort of rest. Of course, with the limited space that meant everything was, very, very tightly scheduled.