real men drink earl grey (Adryan)

[ANDRIEAS]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #D0C6A4; border-top: 5px solid #75531E; border-bottom: 5px solid #75531E;][STYLE=border: 4px solid #75531E; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 15px; margin-bottom: -33px; margin-top: 7px;][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 277px; font-size: 50px; color: #75531E; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 123px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -45px; letter-spacing: -3px;]MY SACRIFICE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFE9E0; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; margin-right: 15px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: -9px; margin-left: 123px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #75531E;]SMILE AND LOOK AROUND[/style] [STYLE=margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: #EFE9E0; padding: 17px; color: #3C2E16; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; border-right: 1px dotted #9D6F25; border-left: 1px dotted #75531E;]If there was anything more comforting than kicking back with a spot of tea and a good book, the male sitting in the cafe all alone had not heard of such. He was sitting in a chair, the front two legs of his chair off the ground by a few inches with the back of the chair pressed onto the wall. The male student who belonged to the C class was reading Infinity by Sherrilyn Kenyon. He licked the tip of his middle finger and pointer finger and turned the page, carefully reading all the words present. His yellow-green eyes were focused directly on the words, not missing a single syllable as they moved along. The male student was very interested in the plot of this book. Betrayal.. That was the theme that the male had picked out and was currently loving. This male student who went to Akashabai and was known by the name of Andre Kaleb Ladia. That was his full name, but he preferred to be called Andre, simply. His middle name was spelled strangely, and didn't like when people told him it was spelled C-a-l-e-b. Like Andre really cared how others wanted to spell his name. The male took a sip of his tea and went back to staring at the page with some real intent on his face. He flipped another page, eyes blanking out for a second as he yawned. He stretched his arms to both sides of him, trying to hide his mouth so he wasn't being inconsiderate to anyone around him. Andre blinked, trying to keep the wetness from staying in his eyes. Taking another sip of tea, the male really wished he had brought another book as he reached about 20 pages to the end of his good book. The door to the cafe was propped open by none other than Andre himself. There was a branch used to prop it open that he had picked up off the walk to the cafe. The breeze that was picking up was not the ideal weather Andre had hoped for, but it was better than nothing. At least it wasn't freezing cold, which would have been a huge shame. Andre also had his green trench coat on, not on, but over his shoulders. The male put his feet on the table, leaning back a little farther so he could focus on his book better. The breeze picked up a little, blowing some of Andre's hair into his eyes. Andre lazily brushed it away, ignoring the words he had skipped. WORDS! 000 TAGS! dey go right here. NOTES! whatever you want, bruh. [/style]

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[ADRYAN]

Adryan walked down the halls aimlessly and lost in thought as he allowed his feet to carry him to a place he avoided at the best of times. His class had ended only ten minutes in because of a severe that had broken out between two students. Within moments a few bystanders that were too close had ended up getting hit in the confusion. Thankfully Adryan had been sitting in the back where it had been safe from random flying objects. They were supposed to be going to their dorms until the period was over but Adryan needed to calm his nerves. Like always when situations of this sort arose, his adrenaline spiked something fierce. Where better to go than the one place that was guaranteed to be vacant (or close to) than the cafe. Usually his haunting ground was the library but with how the day had started he deemed it unsafe.

Shaking his head at the thoughts that confused him, Adryan stared down at the sketchpad in his hands and walked through the open door of the cafe. He wasn't much of an artist when it came to people but landscapes and contemporary art were like second nature. Currently he was staring at an unfinished drawing of a mountain scene, wondering where he should place his next details as he placed an order for a hot chai tea. Coffee was never a good idea for him with his energy levels- especially with the extra adrenaline making it hard for him to behave enough as it was. He wasn't what one would call a bad kid, it was just within his blood to be a natural trouble maker. Even if it was natural for his personality. No, Adryan was more of the get-along-with-everyone type or remain quiet.

Taking hold of his cup as it was placed in front of him, Adryan barely paid attention as he chose the closest table and sat down. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed and the tip of his tongue stuck out while he continued to contemplate his next artistic moves. He placed the sketchpad on the table to lay flat and pulled a pencil from behind his ear to start shading in the grooves of the mountain. Already his thumb, index, and pinkie finger were covered in charcoal from shading the base of the mountain to illustrate snow capped tops. In fact he spent a good few minutes working on his newest task, tongue stuck out in concentration all the while without realizing he'd sat at someone else's table. When he looked up to sip his tea, Adryan's eyes caught sight of the other male. Instantly his face turned a soft scarlet from realizing his mistake.

"Wow I can't believe I just did that." he said by way of an apology, "I wasn't even paying attention, sorry. Would it be alright if I sat here with you?" He asked while knowing perfectly well he should probably move. The truth was; however, that after the few people he'd met so far over the past week he was starting to feel odd without the company of another being. Even the crazy girl he'd only met that morning. It was a new experience, but a delightful one at that.

[ANDRIEAS]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #D0C6A4; border-top: 5px solid #75531E; border-bottom: 5px solid #75531E;][STYLE=border: 4px solid #75531E; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 15px; margin-bottom: -33px; margin-top: 7px;][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 277px; font-size: 50px; color: #75531E; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 123px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -45px; letter-spacing: -3px;]MY SACRIFICE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #EFE9E0; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; margin-right: 15px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: -9px; margin-left: 123px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #75531E;]SMILED AND LOOKED AROUND[/style] [STYLE=margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: #EFE9E0; padding: 17px; color: #3C2E16; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9; border-top: 4px solid #75531E; border-right: 1px dotted #9D6F25; border-left: 1px dotted #75531E;]Andre had always been a laid back lad, so he didn't mind when the other male sat in across him and started to draw or something. Andre, who had never been the artist type, was watching him intently as his pencil moved across the paper gracefully. For a second, Andre contemplated to himself. He had never been an artist, but had always longed for such talents. Why had those graceful movements of the wrist and such a perfect eye for detail pass him up? The male looked so in to what he was doing, Andre kept quiet and let him draw in complete peace. His eyes, the green shining a bit more yellow from the sunlight peeking in through the windows, moved with the pencil. Andre was as in depth into this picture as the boy drawing it. Apologizing, the boy blushed scarlet red, Andre noticed. Shy maybe? Whatever it was, Andre had to respond and not stare into space. Andre let his eyes half close as the sun hit them at an angle that blinded him. Letting a small sigh escape under his breath, Andre spoke up, "It's fine.." Andre smiled reassuringly, spreading his fingers out on his cup. Andre would never mind company. Truthfully, he felt alone a lot. "Of course." Andre had only spoken four words. Wanting to smack himself, Andre relaxed his shoulders into a more comfortable and relaxed position. "I'm Andre. C class shape shifter. And you are...?" Andre was truly curious of this boy's identity. He didn't know many people at the school yet. WORDS! 000 TAGS! dey go right here. NOTES! whatever you want, bruh. [/style]

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[ADRYAN]

The sixteen year old male smiled as his company said that it was alright for him to remain- nonetheless, in such a reassuring way. At a first initial glance, Adryan had the impression that his companion was an easy-going type. Something he, himself, could surely relate to being that he was most comfortable when at ease. Hence the reason he was drawing now. The concentration required calmed his nerves and pulled his mind into a tranquil state. Adryan picked up his cup and took a ginger sip from it lest it burn. He was content to accept that a conversation might not come of their sharing a table, so when the other male continued to introduce himself- Adryan didn't hide his surprise. Usually he was the one to introduce himself first and try to make conversation. It was a nice change.

"Nice to meet you Andre the shapeshifter." he replied with a smile before continuing, "I'm Adryan..B class harpy for what its worth." He paused before giving the information that he was a harpy. Per visual experience and hearing the rumors that circulated throughout the school, he had grown to become cautious of letting slip his race- let alone his class. But Andre had so willingly given forth his own information, wasn't that sign enough that he was in good company? At least Adryan hoped so. The male took another sip from his cup and placed it back down on the table, wondering what he should say then. Deciding on a safer route of general questions, Adryan put his pencil down to give Andre his full attention to ask, "So, why aren't you in class anyways?" It wasn't at all accusatory, but more of a question of curiosity. From the few people he'd met so far, he was beginning to think that no one attended their classes.

[ANDRIEAS]

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