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Post by Veronique Poulain on Jul 1, 2010 22:26:05 GMT -5
The drive had been singularly horrifying, at least for everyone other than Veronique. It didn't help that none of them had been on the Greece trip to witness her first adventure with the bus, and she seemed to have managed to modify it for speed since then. Smoke at least had the advantage of riding with her before, though that had not been quite so horrible as this. A magic bus was likely the last thing Veronique needed.
Eventually Veronique had found something in her CD collection slightly more tolerable than Lady Gaga, if only because the lyrics were completely in French and thus could not be nearly as annoying. She couldn't understand why no one else shared her taste in music, but she was in a good mood for now. She would condescend to change the CD, if they wished.
Finally they reached the city, and the ride of death skidded to a halt in front of a row of designer fashion boutiques. The Eiffel Tower stood faintly in the distance against a bright blue sky. Veronique peered back at the group of boys (and Rabe) over her shoulder.
"We're stopping in this one first. We're looking for prom dresses here." She pulled the keys from the ignition and hopped out of her seat, descending from the bus.
The bus was apparently parked halfway in the street in a No Parking section, though strangely, no one seemed to notice. Charms to prevent people from noticing the bus were perhaps, in retrospect, not the best thing for Veronique's sense of caution.
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Jason Hiller
Ireth
University Freshman: Lycanthrope
Just another nancy boy...
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Post by Jason Hiller on Jul 1, 2010 22:36:26 GMT -5
Jason peeled himself away from the window (which he had spent almost the whole trip with his face pressed up against, partly because of wanting to see outside and partly because of centrifugal force caused by Veronique's insane driving) and followed the Headmaster eagerly out of the bus, looking around in awe at the beauty of the city of Paris.
"Wow," he breathed, unable to keep from grinning.
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Rabe Schwarzflugel
Vi
Just by looking at you, I can tell you what you want to do
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Post by Rabe Schwarzflugel on Jul 4, 2010 15:50:42 GMT -5
Rabe shakily got to her feet and managed to gracefully stumble out of the bus without bumping into anyone. She had been bounced all around the bus and her hair was slightly mussed. Thankfully she caught her reflection in a near by window and hurriedly fixed it. "There much better," she muttered to herself.
After checking to make sure the rest of her was presentalbe, she took in her suroundings. An excited smile spread across her cherry lips. Now, this was going to be fun.
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Il Tebryn
Keme
Academy Sophomore: Seraphbrood Vampire
noona neomu yeppeo
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Post by Il Tebryn on Jul 5, 2010 12:57:50 GMT -5
Tebryn had darted off the bus as soon as he heard the breaks come into gear. He clicked out onto the sidewalk and huffed, blowing his fringe out of his face only to have it fall right back into his eyes. It was times like this-- or any time Veronique wanted to dress him up, really-- that he wished he knew how to shinpo. That would be the best power ever, dammit.
He thought he heard a faint whistle from one of the passerby, but Tebryn pointedly ignored the sound and glared through his hair at the bus.
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Rabe Schwarzflugel
Vi
Just by looking at you, I can tell you what you want to do
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Post by Rabe Schwarzflugel on Jul 8, 2010 19:44:11 GMT -5
Rabe turned at the whistle as well and flipped her hair a little, hoping that the attention was being directed at her. She glanced over her soulder at Tebryn and chuckled, he was apparently not enjoying his self. She decided now would be a time to mess with him, just a little bit.
She walked over to Tebryn and moved the hair out of his face. "Cheer up, Tebryn-ie," she chuckled, "after all, you are in Paris. This is a very rare opportunity."
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