cory krysher christoper
Panthera
Panthera - Black Jaguar
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.[RS:1]
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Feb 6, 2012 20:36:25 GMT -5
It was hard to believe he had left this place behind. He'd gotten along fine before, average grades. But dropping out by senior year, it had been months since he had stepped foot inside. No way he could ever catch up, would graduate this year anyway if he had stayed.
Mind games, that's what he was playing right now. The halls were quiet, school was out. An amused purr passed dark lips, tail tip flicking as his gentle but sharp eyes flicked around.
He spotted some one, kept padding on by. What would they think? were they human? A panther walking through the high school walls. If he could laugh right now....
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Post by kylie ann kennard on Feb 6, 2012 20:45:23 GMT -5
Kylie walked silently down the halls. A camera hung around her neck. A flowerly dress flowed from her body. She looked a bit younger than she was, blinding in with some of the students, but actually she was a teacher. Something black crossed by her. Her steps stopped, and she paused for a moment, trying to think of a reasonable answer. Finally, she turned around to see a black tail disappearing through the crowd before her. funny Crossed her mind shortly, before she took off toward the tail.
Kylie passed the black cat quickly, before turning and bringing her camera up to her eye. She shot several photos at once, hoping one would be a good one. Her eyes peeled over the camera before she let it hang from her neck once again. Strange.. why is there a panther in the school?.. Her eyes stirred for a moment of fear, but she had been brought up differently. Instead, she followed after the creature and down a hall where there was barely anyone. Kylie caught up quickly, tapping the panther's shoulder before jumping back a few feet.
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cory krysher christoper
Panthera
Panthera - Black Jaguar
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.[RS:1]
Posts: 57
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Feb 6, 2012 20:51:56 GMT -5
The last few kids seemed to be leaving. The touch on the shoulder had lazy, light blue eyes glancing towards the culprit. Even a tamed wild cat would have reacted different. Not to mention nobody in their right mind would bring a massive predator to school.
He crouched some, tail lashing, and bounded further down the hall on silent paws, ducked into an open, empty room. He crouched and jumped, lying on top of the span of a few bookshelves, front paws dangling lazily.
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Post by kylie ann kennard on Feb 6, 2012 21:09:39 GMT -5
Kylie watched as the cat disappeared, which only made her want to follow the cat more. Curiosity killed the cat She giggled a bit, taking light steps down the hall. So many closed, empty rooms. Which would have the big cat went into? Kylie began to look in through the windows, looking up and down, just searching for the cat.
Then, she saw an open door. Quietly, she tipped-toed to the doorway and peeped in, seeing dangling black paws. She stepped in further, seeing the car better now. Her hands moved quickly to take more pictures of the cat, before hanging losely around her neck. "Um.." Her voice hummed, wondering what the hell the panther was doing here.
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cory krysher christoper
Panthera
Panthera - Black Jaguar
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.[RS:1]
Posts: 57
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Feb 6, 2012 21:20:55 GMT -5
Cory gazed down at her, couldn't deny she was pretty. Lips curled then parted into a yawn, lazily, tongue curling some before he glanced her way again. Tail flicked back and fourth, tongue rasping over a paw silently.
He dropped to the floor, brushing up against her as he padded away again, growing amused with the silent game, debating on shifting just for shits and giggles.
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Post by kylie ann kennard on Feb 6, 2012 21:56:51 GMT -5
Kylie watched as the panther jumped, and brushed passed her legs. It was turning into a game, and she quite enjoyed it. She let the cat walk past her and out the door, waiting a few seconds before turning and heading out the door as well. She walked down the hall, looking for the big cat, hoping she would cross him again. "Where'd he go.." Her voice a whisper as she entered in through another door.
Her eyes scanned the desks, and shelves, looking for any place he might. "Oh, please come out." Kylie spoke to herself as she walked further into the room. She made her way up to the front, looking behind the desk and then out toward the back of the room. Hmph A frown passed her face and her fingers drummed on the desk, before she looked down to the floor. Deciding to move on with her buisness, she walked from behind the desk and slowly back to where the door was.
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cory krysher christoper
Panthera
Panthera - Black Jaguar
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.[RS:1]
Posts: 57
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Feb 7, 2012 1:13:06 GMT -5
Cory leaped back in from the open window and darted past her. She wasn't human, he could smell it. Taking off at a full run he ducked back into the bathroom, skittering to a halt. He shifted with a breathless laughed, pulling hidden clothes from a nearby stall.
Running a hand through his dark hair upon changing, those same mischievous but knowledgeable eyes glanced around as he stepped casually into the hall minutes later, tugging a loose button up jacket over his plain tee shirt, fixing necklaces. He searched her out, was she really a teacher?
His smile revealed slightly crooked teeth, amusement in his eyes. He tilted his head just slightly, watching, calculating. "Boo. Cat got your tongue?"
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Post by kylie ann kennard on Feb 7, 2012 17:13:36 GMT -5
Kylie turned quickly at the sound of a voice. "Oh!" Her voice was in surprise as she turned to find a guy standing behind her. He was quite young, but cute. His eyes reminded her of something. "Have you seen a black panther?" But soon she realized where she recongized the eyes, they were the ones on the panther. The same mischievous look twinkled in his eyes like it had in the panthers.
She grew quiet, not sure of what to say next. Kylie's fingers played lightly at the heim of her dress, as she rocked back and forth on her feet like a school girl. She wasn't nervous, no that was a feeling that had disappeared long ago. She just wasn't sure of what to think of the boy who stood in front of her now. "I'm Kylie, the graphics teacher." She mummbled.
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cory krysher christoper
Panthera
Panthera - Black Jaguar
I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.[RS:1]
Posts: 57
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Post by cory krysher christoper on Feb 7, 2012 17:36:19 GMT -5
A smirk crossed his face, lips lifting to reveal briefly feline teeth, pupils growing a little more slitted. "Yeah, I have." He shrugged some, moving forward fluently. "Really? You look awful young," He purred, circling her a moment before letting out an amused, boyish laugh. "I dropped out like..a few months ago." He looked around curiously. "Nothin's changed much though."
Nodding to himself, he toyed with the necklace around his throat. "Thought I'd take a peek anyway."
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Post by kylie ann kennard on Feb 10, 2012 18:14:54 GMT -5
Kylie looked at the boy strangely, not sure what to think of him. She oulled the camera from around her neck, looking through the photos she had just taken and then at the boy. Her head nodding as he spoke of how young she looked. "Hmm.. Well nothing really ever changes around here." Her voice soft and quiet as she spoke. Her eyes glanced as he began to play with his necklace.
"Why would you come back?" She questioned, looking over his features once more. She had never seen someone move so gracefully, or who looked mysterious. Her fingers brushed through her bangs, sweeping them from her eyes. "And, um, who are you?"
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