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Post by Mellianne Joss on Jun 24, 2010 23:09:54 GMT -5
Mellianne slipped on her sandals and picked up her bag. "It would be nice you could join us. Meals are the only times besides times like this that I get to see you guys, being in a different group and all."
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Post by Damien Griffiths on Jun 25, 2010 8:04:06 GMT -5
Damien inwardly groaned, and bent his knees for a good ten seconds before he was ready to move away from his spot. "Man, that's a lot more straining than it looks. Anway, I'll catch up with you for breakfast, yeah. Seems like a good idea right now."
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Post by Less Than Beta East Tundra on Jun 25, 2010 11:29:39 GMT -5
"Are you okay, Damien?" Less asked, a bit worriedly. "Did you pull something?" He decided to wait for the other boy. If nothing else, he could provide some structural support.
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Post by Kahlen Jeanne Nox on Jun 25, 2010 12:02:16 GMT -5
"Thanks," Kahlen said as she stuffed the shoes back into her bag. She took off her own jazz shoes and replaced them with sneakers.
"Be sure to stretch well before coming," Kahlen said to Damien. "That way your muscles won't hurt after practice."
She slung her back over her shoulder and headed towards the door.
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Post by Damien Griffiths on Jun 26, 2010 17:26:51 GMT -5
"Nah, I'm fine. Just a bit stiff. I'll try stretching more next time, this has got to be less painful if you do. Now, breakfast! Breakfast is the food of champions! Or was that something else... whatever." He stepped into his sneakers without tying the laces - something he usually didn't - and started towards the Academy, its dining hall specifically.
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