by SALSAlys » Fri Sep 20, 2002 9:32 am
(OOC note: This is a closed RP. If you're not signed up from the OOC RP forum, please do not post. And to my RPers: feel free to write your own entrance, and please also write your description as part of the post, but not separate... like I did with mine.)
August 22, at Magyan High School
7:50 a.m.
It's a slightly cloudy morning, with a faint chill of moisture from the earliness. Not that it's affecting the cheerleaders in the gym.
"Who's the best?! MAGYAN MAGYAN! Above the rest?! MAGYAN MAGYAN! Goooo MAGYAN!" chorused a troupe of the girls, all wearing the carefully pressed dark blue skirts with gold edging, and tops which have the same color scheme, save with chevrons of light blue and gold across the chest. They were on a set of mats, proudly standing in a pyramid, with a petite girl on top, who could be barely five feet.
This girl appeared younger than the rest of the cheerleaders, with light brown hair which had gilt sunstreaks running through it, neatly tied into two pigtails which bounced when she did. Her eyes, if the observer was close enough, could be seen as a clear, bright blue, and her features were delicate and pixie-like, although she was human. A sprinkling of gold-dust freckles went across the bridge of her nose.
"'Kay then girls, looks good!" called the coach at bottom. She was a young woman who could've passed for any of the students she was instructing, except for the dark blue sweatpants she wore, with a blue and gold windbreaker on top. Her curly red hair was tied into a loose ponytail.
Carefully, the girl at top descended, then the pyramid broke up, each girl separating.
"Remember, class starts at 8, but show that Magyan spirit!" yelled the coach.
"Yes Ms. Ringel!" replied all the cheerleaders present. Satisfied, Ms. Ringel began helping them clean away the mats.
"Hey, Krysta! You did GREAT up there!" exclaimed a girl who topped the diminutive cheerleader by two heads. This girl had blonde hair and green eyes, with her hair tied into a high ponytail.
"Thanks, Stacy," replied the freckled girl who had just served as the topping at the pyramid. She gave a quick smile to the head cheerleader, who then hugged her enthusiastically.
"What class d'you have first?" Stacy chirped.
"P.E., right here."
"Great! That's what I have too! We can just drop off our backpacks and then walk around the school, 'kay? Since it's your first day here and all, since you moved, I can introduce you to people! You already know the cheerleaders, but I can help you meet a lot of the others!"
Stacy wasn't giving Krysta much opportunity to refuse, so it was just as well that the sophomore nodded eagerly. "Sounds good!"
The mats were now cleared away, and Ms. Ringel walked out the gym, toting a large bag, and the cheerleaders started dispersing. Krysta and Stacy waved to one who was walking out the girl, a slender, tan girl with short dark hair which had blue and green streaks to it.
"Seeya Terri!" called Stacy, and the girl with the dyed hair gave a short wave before leaving. Stacy and Krysta deposited their backpacks on one of the benches lining the gym, then went out, Krysta trailing behind the junior.
* * *
Meanwhile, at the other end of the school, a wiry black girl with intercrossing cornrows was talking avidly to a pudgy Asian woman with large glasses. The girl had high cheekbones and a thin face, with a delicately pointing chin. Her ears were slightly pointed, and her canine teeth a bit sharper than most when she smiled. Not too surprising; Although from the waist-up, she was human, below that, she was a giant black spider. The body of her lower half was smooth and hairless, with a faint glossy sheen and thin legs. Her torso wore a lime-green tanktop, but she didn't bother with anything for her lower body.
"Good job on the summer work, Nan'tulla," the teacher said, eyeing a thick sheaf of binder paper critically as she flipped through it. "You're going to do well in calculus."
"Thanks Mrs. Yamamoto," the spider replied politely, handing a yellow book to her teacher. "And here's the textbook I borrowed."
"You're welcome. See you at second period then. And you have ten minutes until first period, so you might want to get moving."
"Yes ma'am." Slinging her backpack across her shoulders, Nan'tulla began walking away, checking her schedule.
P.E. first thing in the morning.... what fun, she thought resignedly.
* * *
Another girl walking across the middle of the school quad was thinking the same thing, trudging away from the cafeteria where the drama teacher held rehearsal and meetings. This girl had loose brown hair of a mousy shade, and her large brown eyes were behind thin blue-rimmed glasses. Pale of skin and face, she seemed an unlikely candidate for acting.
* * *
A few blocks away from the school, coming from near Wilson Park, two foreign exchange students were walking to the highschool.
One of them was a small, slightly built catgirl, under four feet in height... maybe around 4'8". However, she wasn't like most of the nekojin; she resembled a human, save for the catlike paws on her feet and the golden tail. Her ears were long and pointed, more like very large elf ears than cat ears, and were set with rows of small golden hoop earrings which gave a musical jingle as she walked. Her eyes were large, but pure black, with only white slits for pupils. Her hair went down to her knees, and was tied into a ponytail, which was then divided into three braids. Though her hair was black, the center braids was a pure shock of white.
Her companion was built more along the lines of a tiger, at 6'4". Though muscular, he had a feline grace as he walked, looking protectively over at the girl. His tail was brilliant orange with black stripes, and he had the same type of body as she did, although from his left ear he had an intricately carved wood chain which lead to a red feather which danced beside his jaw. His hair was also long, but tapered out at the lower back, tied into a loose tail with a strip of leather.
The two of them were talking in a language which was most likely to be unknown to all the students and faculty at the highschool.
"=Sekor? What do you think it'll be like?=" asked the catgirl, her voice having a musical, lilting purr to it, although the language was composed of rolling, growling or hissing words.
"=We'll find out, Kat.=" he replied indifferently. "=At least we've got our first class together=."
"=Yes.="
Edited by: [url=http://pub30.ezboard.com/brpgww60462.showUserPublicProfile?gid=salsalys>SALSAlys</A] at: 12/14/02 4:14:03 pm