hey kitty kitty!;;open

[ANTOINETTE WINCHESTER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { still in love with judas, baby,       When he comes to me, I am ready, I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs. Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain. Even after three times, he betrays me, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down, a king with no crown, king with no crown .     A WORRIED FIGURE CROSSES the lonesome stables, eyes of molten honey wavering in fright as it gazes at every crevice and corner for a sign of a certain fur-ball when the knee touches the hard, cold ground. Bringing a slim finger up, the long haired lady Antoinette peers harder when she hears a shuffling somewhere nearby and immediately made her cry out and almost fall over which must be a very bad sight to see-a refined lady of this academy, dressed in dirt, walking in on class late. Then again, even if she found the fur ball she wouldn't go to class because she's still got to feed him. Clutching her bag tightly and feeling the bulges of which she had placed the contents of the kitten's supplies, Antoinette stands up and not even bothering to dust herself off, walks over to an empty horse stable. Somehow the feline must have crawled inside for warmth and got lost amongst the straw bedding. This would be a good thing for Antoinette, because if that stall had been occupied the outcome wouldn't be delightful to see and certainly for days to come she would be missing out on every single class until her despair disappears and boy would that be a long time. Looking inside the lady could see only straw and a bundle of horse feed hanging to the ceiling at a corner. There's a warmth which radiates itself at her peach colored face and a smell not like your average ones. Pinching her nose, Antoinette opens the latch and heads in, carefully maneuvering her steps so she wouldn't accidentally step on the tiny kitten if he were to be in here. The day's well lit and the stable's small slits let plenty of light into the compound. The academy certainly treated their lady's horses with care, almost too exquisite even and Annie can certainly see by the size of this stable; perfectly fitting for two thoroughbred horses. Annie looks over the grounds, and finally she spots him, the tiny kitten struggling about in the midst of prickly hay. Thankfully nothing heavy toppled over him and he's still alive, if not, meowing hungrily. The lady's mouth corners twitched into a smile of relief as she kneels down and gently picks the kitten up into her arms, her own small hands fit the warm bodied feline as she took a napkin out with her other, gently wiping the kitten for any debris which may had clung itself to his fur. A soft expression washes itself across Antoinette's face as she does so, feeling the emotions of love and adoration once again. Then, she stuffs the napkin back into the bag and holding the kitten gently to her, the lady walks out. Too bad, she thought, I forgot to bring his box. In the distance a bell tolls, signaling for the start of classes. She had missed two today and it isn't a surprise. Once she missed half of the day's lectures for some quality time tending to some stray cats around the academy. TAGS: anyone WORDS: blah LYRICS: judas by lady gaga. NOTES:

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[ALERON BEAU VALERAY]

[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/2v7utcy.png); border: 2px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 14; text-align: left; font-variant: small-caps; margin-top: 12px; text-indent: 6px; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]And who do you think you are[/style][style=font-family: helvetica nueu; font-weight: bold; font-size: 30px; color: #D1CDCD; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1; line-height: 20px; text-transform: lowercase; border-bottom: 3px solid #000000; border-top: 3px solid #000000; background-color: #757575;margin-right: -3px; text-shadow: #000000 0px 1px 1px;]runnin' round leaving scars[/style][style=margin-top: -3x; color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12; text-align: right; font-variant: small-caps; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]Collecting your jar of hearts [/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 55px;]words[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 80px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; color: #111111; border: 1px solid #999999;]457[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 115px;]tagged[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 140px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]lady<3[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 175px;]music[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 200px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]phineas and ferb[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 235px;]<3[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 260px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]a quick comment[/style] [style=background-color: #D1CDCD; font-family: verdana; color: #212121; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; text-indent: 7px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto; padding-right: 3px; padding-left: 3px; height: 300px; border-bottom: 2px solid #000000; border-top: 2px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000;] IT WAS another normal day for 'stable boy' as some of the ladies who did now know who he was first called him. Aleron had woken up early that morning, as he always did to tend to all the horses, they had to be fed and their stalls cleaned out, it was hard work, especially in the heat that seemed to always loom over the island. Thankfully he had a nice air conditioned room that he could sleep and rest in. Though he knew it was probably nothing compared to the dorms of the young ladies. The ones he, regretfully, had to serve and teach. After cleaning out the stalls, a dirty job though it had to be done, and making sure the horses had their breakfast it was time to warm up some of them for later classes. Silver hair fell into his face as he lifted a saddle up onto a large bay horse, with an annoyed grunt he tied his hair back in a pony tail and lifted himself up onto the horse. This was his happy place, nothing could ruin this state of mind. He went over to to the indoor ring and went through simple gaits for the horse, walk, trot, etc, making sure every step was in line. Now Aleron was the kind of guy who preferred riding through the forest and cross country than this high expectation riding where everything the horse had to do was down to a science. If they were his horses they'd be trained much different. But he had to do it the Lady's way. Once he was done he patted the horse on its thick neck and jumped off it's back and walked it back over to the main barn. IN the corner of his eye he spotted something - no, someone coming out form one of the stalls. Luckily for the girl the horse that belonged in that stall was out in the fields grazing, or it would have bitten and kicked her, the specific horse wasn't very nice. "Hey you!" He called as he walked over, the horse's lead in hand. "What are you doing sneaking around the stables? Hm?" He looked her over and huffed, a Lady. He had never liked the idea of Ladies and their ridiculous Butlers. They were already staying in such a huge, rich school and now they had to have a creepy guy in a suit follow them around everywhere. Though the attack that had happened back in Milan...without the butlers and their skills the Ladies could have been in a lot more danger. His brow arched a bit, waiting for an answer, the horse beside him getting restless of having a saddle strapped around him. [/style]

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[ANTOINETTE WINCHESTER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { still in love with judas, baby, When he comes to me, I am ready, I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs. Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain. Even after three times, he betrays me, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down, a king with no crown, king with no crown . HER EYES GAZES UP SUDDENLY, small pink lips open into an "o" and then her doe-eyes changes into something akin to a deer caught in the headlight. Antoinette wouldn't dare make a run for it, she's not that sort to not be responsible for her actions and leave others pitying her-spreading those filthy while in the process. Instead the Lady straightens herself and boldly walks out the stables, head held high and a charming smile planted onto her face while the kitten mews in response. She can explain ti this silver-haired man what she's doing and in return he can offer a temporary place for her to stay, feeding her kitten until the little feline's good to go. While the academy lets ladies keep pets there's still a set boundary on what is not allowed, like for example a super loud and unclean pet, which anyone stupid would know those pets can be thrown out in a second's beat if they made a mess within school grounds. But nobody can do anything with a helpless kitten who can't even walk efficiently yet, therefore Antoinette sees no difficulty for this man to allow her to stay here for a few minutes. Of course, she also wouldn't mind him telling the school authorities on her missing her classes again, the academy's still short on both ladies and butlers so chances of her getting expelled were little to none. Absentmindedly stroking the kitten with her finger, the Lady took a step away from the stable hand, if her mind likes her his name should be Aleron? "I'm terribly sorry Mister but my pet got lost within your stables while I came out here to breathe fresh air..." She pauses, and her honey eyes shifts toward the horse behind him and her eyes softens once again: somehow animals make her feel a bit more kind. Funny, but it's true, she can never be angry or sad around non-human creatures. "If it's okay, can I feed this darling feline of mine right here?" Antoinette beams as she slightly holds up the still kitten and in her mind she's practically begging him unless she suddenly snaps and decides to feed the poor baby right here. However this would be rude too and within her days as a high-class family's adopted daughter there said no topics of doing things without another's consent. Maybe she should beg him, but this wouldn't be a good thing too, for who knows what will happen if some other Ladies comes and sees her like this? Still, Antoinette's confident in the fact that Aleron is nothing like a cold-hearted person, because he associates himself with horses and undoubtedly must have a humane heart. TAGS: jess<3 WORDS: blah LYRICS: judas by lady gaga. NOTES:

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[ALERON BEAU VALERAY]

[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/2v7utcy.png); border: 2px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 14; text-align: left; font-variant: small-caps; margin-top: 12px; text-indent: 6px; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]And who do you think you are[/style][style=font-family: helvetica nueu; font-weight: bold; font-size: 30px; color: #D1CDCD; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1; line-height: 20px; text-transform: lowercase; border-bottom: 3px solid #000000; border-top: 3px solid #000000; background-color: #757575;margin-right: -3px; text-shadow: #000000 0px 1px 1px;]runnin' round leaving scars[/style][style=margin-top: -3x; color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12; text-align: right; font-variant: small-caps; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]Collecting your jar of hearts [/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 55px;]words[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 80px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; color: #111111; border: 1px solid #999999;]379[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 115px;]tagged[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 140px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]lady<3[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 175px;]music[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 200px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]phineas and ferb[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 235px;]<3[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 260px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]a quick comment[/style] [style=background-color: #D1CDCD; font-family: verdana; color: #212121; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; text-indent: 7px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto; padding-right: 3px; padding-left: 3px; height: 300px; border-bottom: 2px solid #000000; border-top: 2px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000;] His mouth formed into a scowl as she looked at him, she was cute, not gonna lie, but like he found most of the Ladies whom attended the academy, it was more of adorable than actually attractive. So many of these girls had been spoiled and raised separate form the world no wonder they were so babyish and child like. His eyes then fell to the kitten, another thing that was cute but also caused much trouble. Aleron had always been an animal person but not to the point which he would forgive all wrong just at the sight of a kitten. The horse nudged his shoulder, growing more and more impatient so Aleron dug in his pocket and pulled out a sugar cube and fed it to him. The horse then stretched his long neck out to sniff at the girl and her kitten, pulling back with a huff. "Calmez-vous." The silver haired man mumbled to the horse in french before clipping his lead to the barn so he could begin to take the tack off. <p> He blinked at her as the word 'mister' came from her mouth and he sighed to himself. Mister? He wasn't that old yet. "Breath fresh air? You should be in class and your pet should be in your dorm." He mumbled, not looking at her. This girl seemed to do as she pleased and it kind of pissed him off. Aleron turned to look at her then after she asked if she could feed the small thing right there, he frowned in disapproval. "It shouldn't be out in the first place. If it needs to be fed then get your butler to do it. Hm?" Distaste was on the tip of his tongue, obvious the idea of butlers were ridiculous to him. Green eyes watched her for a second before he returns to his work and lifted the saddle and pad off the large animals back and set it to the side, patting the horses' side. "Much better yea?" The words were whispered to the horse and for a second Aleron forgot someone else was there and he smiled, but it faded when his eyes found the girl again. Looked like he wasn't going to be getting much time alone that morning. [/style]

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[ANTOINETTE WINCHESTER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { still in love with judas, baby, When he comes to me, I am ready, I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs. Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain. Even after three times, he betrays me, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down, a king with no crown, king with no crown . ANTOINETTE'S EYES AVERTS TO horse as she watches the equine nudge its handler, knowing well the hoofed animal trusts him because of their bond-and she's equally sure this Aleron, despite his expression, couldn't be that bad of a guy. But he looks so young next to the teachers he works with, she just wonder why he would take a job inside this school? He probably would have to put up with some "fancy" ladies and their equally "fancy" butlers and their "fancy" way of doing things. Antoinette would love to be that one fish of the ocean who do things a bit differently but sadly, once you step into Stella Fiore there's no choice but to do what the higher ups tell you to do. Plus those richer, older girls within the top social hierarchy dictates the laws to the teachers with their money-so even an inkling of freedom would be dim for a girl like herself. Upon hearing his words Antoinette frowns, her eyes falls to the feline, stroking it once more. It would seem the tiny companion's the only thing which can calm her and keep her happy. No way is she going to change her lifestyle when he's here. At first Antoinette doesn't like the way Aleron said this, but it's understandable: he is a teacher after all, but she's still got points to make to him. Like, not all ladies are brats. "I'm not obligated to take a butler, I can do things fine by myself, you're just the sort who study's a person's appearance, right?" Antoinette says fiercely. "Well, it's no good." Her last few words came out quieter, because she had lost her will to put any loud words out to him. Even if he says nothing, the lady still rummaged inside her bag and took out a small feeding bottle with creamy white milk inside the plastic container. She admit, it's kinda rude now, but who can ignore a kitten's cry for food? She certainly can't. Soon, Antoinette felt movement in front of her, and looks up to see Aleron putting the horse's saddle aside as she held the bottle to the kitten. Still, she can see the passion in his voice, definitely not a bastard. All of a sudden, she got an idea-well, two maybe. Only if he will understand that she's being honest with everything. Using a finger and gently swiping some milk traces away from the feline's mouth, she then stares at Aleron again. "I think I know you dislike being bossed around by us ladies, but can I entrust you with my kitten and for you to look after him if I'm not here?" A faint brush of red touches Antoinette's cheeks as she looks into the teacher's eyes-maybe from her propose? "I mean, you do seem competent out of all the others within this school." She lets out a a flustered cough as she waited for the taller man's answer. TAGS: jess<3 WORDS: blah LYRICS: judas by lady gaga. NOTES:

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[ALERON BEAU VALERAY]

[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/2v7utcy.png); border: 2px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 14; text-align: left; font-variant: small-caps; margin-top: 12px; text-indent: 6px; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]And who do you think you are[/style][style=font-family: helvetica nueu; font-weight: bold; font-size: 30px; color: #D1CDCD; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1; line-height: 20px; text-transform: lowercase; border-bottom: 3px solid #000000; border-top: 3px solid #000000; background-color: #757575;margin-right: -3px; text-shadow: #000000 0px 1px 1px;]runnin' round leaving scars[/style][style=margin-top: -3x; color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12; text-align: right; font-variant: small-caps; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]Collecting your jar of hearts [/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 55px;]words[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 80px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; color: #111111; border: 1px solid #999999;]383[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 115px;]tagged[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 140px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]lady<3[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 175px;]music[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 200px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]phineas and ferb[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 235px;]<3[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 260px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]a quick comment[/style] [style=background-color: #D1CDCD; font-family: verdana; color: #212121; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; text-indent: 7px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto; padding-right: 3px; padding-left: 3px; height: 300px; border-bottom: 2px solid #000000; border-top: 2px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000;] His fingers spread out as he gently and slowly stroked the horses' side, sighing quietly. It's not that he completely disliked the Ladies, even though he sure made it seem that way. Back in Italy, there were quite a few girls that he quite enjoyed the company of, and he didn't mind teaching them. Aleron would never admit to this of course, he'd rather die. He hated sounding so low towards people but it was better than giving people a chance and then having it come back and bite him in his ass. The only person that was trust worthy was himself, and sometimes not even that. The horse whinnied and he Aleron fed him another sugar cube before leading the horse into his stall, giving him some fresh hay before turning back to the girl, listening impatiently as she spoke. He became slightly distracted as his green eyes fell onto the kitten again, it was pretty adorable. No. He shook his head, he was not about to let anything slide just because one of the culprits was a little kitten. His brow arched again as she spoke to him a little fiercely, it didn't make him angry, slightly annoyed but now this made things a little interesting. The girl spoke quietly then and he had to really listen to catch it. Aleron huffed. "Don't go pulling out things you think you know about me out of thin air. I don't judge a person based on their appearance. That's hardly it. It's this school." He growled, biting his tongue afraid if he continued he might scare her, he could be pretty scary. It was just this damn school and the idea of it. It's not fair to people who don't have a lot of money or people who weren't born into a royal family. Aleron sure wasn't any of those, he worked his ass off to get where he was now. "E-eh?! His jaw dropped a little and he looked at her like she was insane. "T-take care of..that thing?" Motioning to the cat he had only now realized she was feeding it. "I don't have time for such silly things." Aleron crossed his arms and huffed again, some of his hair coming loose from his ponytail and falling in his face. [/style]

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[ANTOINETTE WINCHESTER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { still in love with judas, baby, When he comes to me, I am ready, I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs. Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain. Even after three times, he betrays me, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down, a king with no crown, king with no crown . THE FELINE STICKS OUT HIS TONGUE, as if tasting the leftover milk around those thin, black lips in a cute way that it almost made Antoinette giggle crudely-her laugh isn't a very good thing to hear, plus it's an embarrassment if she laughs out loud in front of Aleron. More or less she's still a lady and a person, who should still know their own politeness in front of others. Taking the kitty in one hand while the other puts the bottle back, the brunette first year then patiently waits for an answer from the stable hand. Usually when she requests something everyone would do it, mostly because they think she's going to give them compensation in the form of money, but God forbade; she's not going to give anything to anyone as long as this doesn't affect her own life. If Aleron can take care of his horses then taking care of a wee kitten wouldn't be a problem, but when a butler* can do it too and he's damn well around the age to qualify as one if he had the training. Even with Antoinette's soft-spoken ways she's certain she must try to convince this silver haired man into letting her entrust him with her kitten-and of, he will consent. What's a man if he can't even care for a tiny feline? Not when Antoinette's there... Antoinette's mouth forms an "o", while she tilts her head, letting strands of long bangs falling to the side when Aleron answers her first comment. "It's still judging, you can't deny that you think this whole school is full of rich snobs, can't you?" Antoinette replies, standing up and dusting her legs off with one hand. Aleron may not remember, but even if Antoinette skips the majority of her classes she won't skip this one; oh no, not when there's horses involved and plus, she's taken a quite liking to the equestrian teacher but not in that way. Rather than the immense blushing and stammering Antoinette found herself picking up quite a conversation with this young man and she likes it, even if she doesn't like him. It doesn't matter if Aleron can't return her "feelings" because it would be in a few days until Antoinette finds herself stop liking him, just thinking about it she realize that she may never truly love a man inside Stella Fiore. So if Aleron rejects her request she wouldn't think of it as a punch to the face, it's just a matter of fault within her own thinking. Honey eyes met a shocked silver-haired man, only for her to smile in return. Maybe this isn't a normal thing, maybe she's the first lady to ask him to do such a task. Funny, because at first Antoinette would think he's used to this. "Hmm? I thought you would be used to taking care of the little animals us ladies bring," Again, Antoinette's mouth curves into a smile. "A person who can't take care of a kitten is no better when taking care of horse." TAGS: jess<3 WORDS: blah LYRICS: judas by lady gaga. NOTES: *that butler is cain, we're plotting something similar<3

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[ALERON BEAU VALERAY]

[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/2v7utcy.png); border: 2px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 14; text-align: left; font-variant: small-caps; margin-top: 12px; text-indent: 6px; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]And who do you think you are[/style][style=font-family: helvetica nueu; font-weight: bold; font-size: 30px; color: #D1CDCD; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1; line-height: 20px; text-transform: lowercase; border-bottom: 3px solid #000000; border-top: 3px solid #000000; background-color: #757575;margin-right: -3px; text-shadow: #000000 0px 1px 1px;]runnin' round leaving scars[/style][style=margin-top: -3x; color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12; text-align: right; font-variant: small-caps; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]Collecting your jar of hearts [/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 55px;]words[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 80px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; color: #111111; border: 1px solid #999999;]418[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 115px;]tagged[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 140px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]lady<3[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 175px;]music[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 200px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]phineas and ferb[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 235px;]<3[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 260px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]a quick comment[/style] [style=background-color: #D1CDCD; font-family: verdana; color: #212121; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; text-indent: 7px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto; padding-right: 3px; padding-left: 3px; height: 300px; border-bottom: 2px solid #000000; border-top: 2px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000;] With a sigh Aleron carelessly unbuttoned a few of the buttons on his shirt, not much, just a few, he was getting a little hot out in a long sleeve shirt and jeans. He had rolled the sleeves up but there wasn't much else he could to. If he took off his shirt again the other teachers would probably scold him. How different was it than seeing him in the pool. Whatever. He sighed again and pushed his bangs back watching as the girl put the bottle away. The kitten must still be pretty young for it to have to feed from a bottle, no way was he going to take care of it.Having to deal with kitten crying ever few hours to be fed. No way. With his luck he'd probably end up loosing the thing, and who knows what would happen if the thing ended up in a stall with one of the horses. Every one would be complaining and it'd all end up on his shoulders. Exactly what he didn't want. Aleron, for a second, wondered if he was over reacting a bit, and in truth, he was, but then again it really wasn't his problem. This girl didn't get it did she? Rich snobs? He meant the school! Though it was also the girls, they could be...horrible sometimes. "Can you blame me? That is exactly what this school is for, rich snobs." It sounded harsh, but he couldn't lie about the way he felt. Nothing would change that. This girl wasn't helping much, expecting him to be okay with taking care of her kitten, she was the one wasting time, skipping classes. Why couldn't she have left the cat at home if she knew she wouldn't have the time for it? Aleron's eye twitched at her comment. This girl had nerve and it was slightly annoying. "I get paid for taking care of them. Plus if the Lades themselves tried to do it the horses would probably die within a week. These girls here don't know what it is to work hard." He said with a snort. His expression turned blank when she smiled, cocky girl she was. He didn't take that last comment very well to he just bit his tongue. He'd like to see her getting up at seven in the morning and working all day in the hot sun with horses and then having to give lessons to bossy girls. Aleron didn't like people who assumed things very much. 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[ANTOINETTE WINCHESTER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { still in love with judas, baby, When he comes to me, I am ready, I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs. Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain. Even after three times, he betrays me, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down, a king with no crown, king with no crown . THIN SHOULDERS SAGGED IN discomfort suddenly as her legs shifts from side to side, however Antoinette's face was still serious with a calm overtone. Her eyes had averted them self away from Aleron and now were settled on a specific spot of the stall. Half of her brain is thinking there's no point in arguing with him, but the other half could beg to differ while on the other hand she's torn between the choice of going back into the school or stay here and miss out on all the other classes like before. Antoinette's not the sort to cry and beg, because she's certain there's still other fishes in the sea. Then again she wouldn't be mad at him either-more so herself-since she had obviously overlooked him and thought he would look after the kitten. But to say his reply isn't a fact is true in Antoinette's opinion; well, more like half-true and half-not. Since when did she meet any ladies not dressed in pompous looking clothes and carrying expensive items around? She's only just known about Stella Fiore being the only school to not accept scholarships, hence the reason why only the rich females come here. Instead, now Antoinette's got the particular idea of proofing to Aleron that not all females are snobs, that in some way there are those who care for others besides themselves. Frankly though, she herself is a rather selfish person and quite stubborn when it come to who gets the better prize. At least she can understand her own negative traits and identify them one by one. A neighing of the horse snaps Antoinette out of her trance, what with her eyeing everything that's not Aleron or her poor kitten. Now she does, shamefully looking at the feline with sad eyes. Why did I bring you here again? Oh yes, it's to keep me company. Really, Antoinette hadn't thought about the responsibilities of taking a kitten here and had naively thought it would be easy to care for him with the minimal free time she gets. The teachers were no better because of their schedule also and what about the butlers? She never asked them and is afraid to do so. So should she just apologize to Aleron and tell-no, explain-him that this school isn't as snobby as he had thought it would? Antoinette's not the sort to back down and she's still human, a stubborn one at that. But now Aleron seem to beat her at that trait. "I'm sorry I had brought that up to you." Antoinette says softly, her eyes flitting to the older man again. There's a certain determination hinted in her voice and it would be awful if nobody caught up to that. "I can assure you you're wrong on your view of this school and I can tell you that there's people who are modest and humble." A small smile flits on, one of which surprised Antoinette herself as a thought also came along with it, which brought red dusting her cheeks again. "If you would like, I can ask administration to let me help you with taking care of the horses?" Antoinette holds her kitten close as she waits for a reply, thinking that since she's being purely honest with her words then maybe Aleron would notice. TAGS: jess<3 WORDS: blah LYRICS: judas by lady gaga. NOTES: <3

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[ALERON BEAU VALERAY]

[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/2v7utcy.png); border: 2px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 14; text-align: left; font-variant: small-caps; margin-top: 12px; text-indent: 6px; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]And who do you think you are[/style][style=font-family: helvetica nueu; font-weight: bold; font-size: 30px; color: #D1CDCD; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1; line-height: 20px; text-transform: lowercase; border-bottom: 3px solid #000000; border-top: 3px solid #000000; background-color: #757575;margin-right: -3px; text-shadow: #000000 0px 1px 1px;]runnin' round leaving scars[/style][style=margin-top: -3x; color: #94887C; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12; text-align: right; font-variant: small-caps; background-color: #D1CDCD; line-height: 10px; margin-right: -3px;]Collecting your jar of hearts [/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 55px;]words[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; font-variant: small-caps; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 80px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; color: #111111; border: 1px solid #999999;]423[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 115px;]tagged[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 140px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]lady<3[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 175px;]music[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 200px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]phineas and ferb[/style] [style=-moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; background-color: #757575; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: -2px; border: 2px solid #000000; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 235px;]<3[/style][style=background-color: #efefef; width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; float: left; margin-left: -105px; margin-top: 260px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; font-family: times; border: 1px solid #999999; color: #111111;]a quick comment[/style] [style=background-color: #D1CDCD; font-family: verdana; color: #212121; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; text-indent: 7px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto; padding-right: 3px; padding-left: 3px; height: 300px; border-bottom: 2px solid #000000; border-top: 2px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000;] His green eyes softened as he watched her for a few moments, not wanting her to look like that or make her feel bad. Aleron prayed to what ever god there was that she wouldn't cry. He couldn't handle tears, no way in hell. The last time he made a girl cry he felt horrible, he couldn't stand that feeling and he would do anything to avoid it. Even though he may have a harder shell on the outside, he is really a good guy at heart, he just doesn't want everyone to know that and take advantage of him and turn him into a pushover. That would just be..wrong. Aleron wasn't a pushover, actually he tended to be quite the asshole, with a quick mouth and a very hot temper, it didn't take much to tick him off, and if you were of the male gender he wouldn't hesitate knocking a few of your teeth out. As long as he's worked at the school he hasn't lost his control and refrained from hitting any butlers, but he had come close a few times. Though outside the academy it was more like getting into fights was his second job. He was the kind of guy who looked for trouble and a good fight to get his stress out. A lot of times the other staff always asked him why he had a black eye or busted lip, he just grinned and shrugged. It was a little funny to him. Aleron sure is an odd one. The silver haired man listened to her as she talked, his brow rising further as she went on about how he was wrong about there being to modest people here in the school. He though about this for a minute, some of the teachers weren't that bad, but them the others were pretty crazy, especially the etiquette instructor, she was a real laugh, and not in a good way. "I'm sure there are." He said with a small smile, not even realizing he was because if he knew he would be sure to wipe it off with a scowl. Always keeping the tough look he was. "But I haven't met many." Aleron didn't mention that this girl wasn't too bad, she was interesting at the very least. A sarcastic laugh escaped his lips when she said about her helping with the horses. "You? What makes you think you know anything about horses and taking care of them hm?" He leaned forward a bit and crosses his arms. [/style]

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[ANTOINETTE WINCHESTER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { still in love with judas, baby, When he comes to me, I am ready, I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs. Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain. Even after three times, he betrays me, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down, a king with no crown, king with no crown . WELL, THIS IS RATHER an awkward predicament. Antoinette almost gulps, but then remembering herself again she only looks on with an all too familiar firmness in her face. Still, Aleron made her a little queasy inside and surely it's not the feel of the horse's smell filling up her nostrils either. Then again people always remarked about her smelling like a cat-or anything like a fur ball for that matter. The good thing is right now Aleron seem to have caught on to her and actually thought about the matter in which she said. Honestly, why would anyone think like that? Antoinette's sure he would and that he did. A relieved smile flutters onto her peach colored skin again and for a moment she lowers her head in a fit of embarrassment. For what? She suppose it would be un-lady like for her to smile at everything, possibly since the manners had been hammered into her for more than a decade. Ah then again, it can go to hell, she's not even in school and she's in front of someone who doesn't give a trash for anything either. Not that it's bad, but maybe this is why she likes Aleron? And now that she looks more closely, she felt weird when looking at him smiling. Aleron just doesn't seem like the sort to smile-at all. "Forgive me for saying this but you don't look like the sort who smiles a lot?" Antoinette asks with a grin. Surely he had noticed that sometimes in the past? Like someone else mentioned it to him or he just noticed himself. Anyways, seeing Aleron actually smile is a very rare sight indeed and the red deepens just an inch. Out of conscience she coughs a little and turns her head away. What upsets her is that even if Aleron admits he's still stubborn on the "snobby lady thing" when it came to quantity. Surely he's not that dense and overlooks the ladies coming here to learn? Maybe he just hadn't met them face to face enough. A bright idea brought itself into Antoinette's mind. This question lingered in her mind ever since she had first set her eyes on the silver haired male. "So, what do you think about me?" the pinkette asks softly, her eyes studying the stablehand's own green orbs. She's confident that the answer may not be terrible to hear, but according to Aleron he did say the majority of the lady are "snobby". Hell, she can imagine him saying she's "just a little" like the ladies here. "Am I one of those ladies you know of?" This felt like a very bad interrogation, but Antoinette's indeed curious. Stroking the kitten's head she watches. On the other hand, Aleron had intentionally leaned forward causing Antoinette to step back just a little. The matter of taking care of horses with him is solely a decision she had made herself. Though she's relatively inexperiences right now she can still learn. After all, it'll be better taking care of these equines rather than sitting in classes all day long. Pursing her lower lip out, Antoinette lets out a thoughtful look. "Well..." She begins. "I can learn and you can teach me." TAGS: jess<3 WORDS: blah LYRICS: judas by lady gaga. NOTES: :3

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[ALERON BEAU VALERAY]

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Aleron cursed under his breath, knowing he was probably blushing a bit. He huffed and turned away, not liking the idea that she caught him smiling, it wasn't like smiling was a rare thing for him, okay so maybe it was, but that didn't mean she needed to point it out. Was it a bad thing that he had smiled? Well it didn't matter now, he would make sure to not smile in front of her again if she was gonna make a big thing out of it. His lips formed in a line and he looked expressionless, if not a bit scary. Aleron was always scary looking, sometimes he just couldn't help it. He looked at her again when she coughed a bit and he raised his brow. "You're blushing." He noted flatly, not taking interest in the fact that she was but just letting it be known. It was a bit cute, seeing her blush, but it was another thing he would never admit to thinking. With an exasperated sigh he pulled the ponytail from his hair and let his silver hair fall into it's usual place. More of his bangs fell around his face and he pushed them back with his hand. Aleron, in fact, had met many ladies that attended the school, as well as when the school was back in Italy. He knew some of them weren't as bad, and some were even forced by their families to come here. Even though he knew this, it was just his character to be a grumpy, against everyone, kind of guy. Even if he knew he was straight up wrong, he would fight for his opinion till death. Maybe. With her next question his brow raised even further. She wanted to know what he thought of her? Was she one of those ladies. Aleron chewed on his lower lip and lifted his gaze up. How should he out this? She wasn't exactly like some of the ladies that really got on his nerves, but there was something about her that irked him. "You're just annoying." There it was, he came out and said it, with a completely straight face, as if he really didn't care. And honestly he didn't. She asked and he answered, it was as simple as that. Aleron sighed again as she kept going on about the horses. "The school won't let you, you have classes. Anyways, I don't need your help. I'm fine on my own." [/style]

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