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Post by james thomas leroy on Mar 1, 2013 13:08:53 GMT -5
James had been dealing with things quite well considering both his parents were dead, his sister was in a coma and his little brother was probably traumatized now thanks to the fire he had set. No one could prove the cause was him but the police that questioned him had been wary.
Not everyone saw it though and so far he had been acting relatively normally despite a few challenging situations. Normal was boring and Jame was itching to have some fun. The kitchen didn't seem to be monitored and the excuse of having a midnight snack seemed good enough.
No one would question a thing like that but instead of trying to find a snack, he used the cover of darkness to grab the first sharp blade he could find. It was late and most students were in bed sound asleep but not James. He had a knife in his hand and it felt good. He had missed it, the feel of the cold hard steel against his fingertips. If only he has something to slide it into. Something alive that might even scream...
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Post by jimmy yamamoto on Mar 1, 2013 18:21:49 GMT -5
Jimmy was up late on his mac book pro playing minecraft when ze should of been sleeping. One of the main reasons as to why ze is here is because all he ever did was play Minecraft. So tonight was not any different. Even if he did have to be up early for what ever the school where going to throw at ze. Jimmy didnt really care when it was Minecraft. Yet when it got to around midnight eh stumac started to rumble and it wasn't something Jimmy could start ignoring when ze was playing on staying up for a good few more hour's before going to bed.Well that was if ze did deiced to go to bed and didn't pass out from lack of sleep. Like Jimmy had done some nights. So Jimmy paused zes minecraft and took zes head phones off to which Jimmy hobbled out of bed hoping not to wake his room mate up. Jimmy then slipped on zes black doc martens which where by the side of zes bed and then made zes way over to the kitchen with out being caught. To which when Jimmy got there jimmy noticed a guy he hadnt meet holding a knife in his hand. so jimmy just stood there looking at the guy as Jimmy wasn't shore what to do. outfit minus the shoes. |
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Post by james thomas leroy on Mar 1, 2013 21:25:19 GMT -5
James wasn't counting on company this late at night. Even the staff were minimal. A few security guards off in a corner monitoring the place wasn't enough to keep him in bed. Still he had a contingency plan put in place. There was some bread on the bench beside him along with a roast from dinner that night. Should anyone catch him playing with the knife, he had a valid excuse for it.
He took his time with it, feeling the sharp blade. He wanted to feel it cut something... Something that would bleed but there was no one there and certainly no pets around. His options were limited in this place. He ran the blade over his finger tip, slicing the thinnest layer of skin just a little. It wasn't enough to make it bleed but it did show him just how sharp the blade was. It was silly really to leave something like this lying around and easily accessible to the dangerous students at this school.
He paused when he heard very quit footsteps. James was always tuned in to the background noise. He didn't like being surprised. He stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look over his shoulder at the odd looking blonde creature in a funny dress... The things people wore these days.. And they thought he was crazy, yeah, right..
"Hello," he said, digging the knife into the roast like it was a perfectly normal night and he was just about to make a perfectly normal sandwich. "Hungry?" he asked, it wouldn't be too had to make another one and it was always good to be polite. If he learned anything from his parents before their accidental death, it was that.
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Post by jimmy yamamoto on Mar 2, 2013 20:23:47 GMT -5
Just standing there was all ze could seem to do when Jimmy wasn't shore what the guy was about to do with the knife. As it was late at night and Ze was tired, hungry and just wanted to play minecraft. So ze didnt really know what to despite zes mind telling him what ze would do if ze was playing Minecraft right know. So none of that would be able to help ze at all. Which just left Jimmy wishing zes life could be like one big game.
Jimmy then noticed the guy carve into the roast with the knife which made Jimmy feel a little more safe than ze was. It wasn't that Jimmy had anything against the guy. It was just more along the lines of it being midnight and that there are some people here at the school that where really messed up in the head. So for all Jimmy knew this guy could be one of them but as he didnt know anything about that guy Jimmy was going to assume that he wasnt. Plus he was offering Jimmy a sandwich so all was good in Jimmys mind. "Yes please I am starving. Oh and hi I'm Jimmy." Jimmy said feeling like ze should introduce zeself to the guy about to make ze a sandwich. Jimmy felt it was the right thing to do.Ze then moved a little closer to the guy.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Mar 5, 2013 1:10:50 GMT -5
The stranger seemed to stand there for a moment. Possibly contemplating his next move. To James it felt like an eternity. His mind moved faster than that and he would have made a decision by now about what to do. It was obvious in the way he had already planned to make a sandwich should anyone walk in on him. It was a quick decision made in his head and the wheels were immediately in motion. Wait time was unnecessary and it fostered suspicion. James had enough to cover up with his behavior. He didn't need to make it any more difficult for himself.
The guy spoke and James just stared at the dress a moment longer.. Interesting.. Odd but interesting all the same. "I'm James," he told him with a smile, looking up at this Jimmy character with a feign hint of acceptance. He wouldn't question it right now. James wanted to seem normal and to accept people and make them feel at ease but occasionally he would go just a fraction too far and seem a little too normal which of course pushed him into the realm of 'weird'. It was like a horror movie with a child that was so perfect there just had to be something wrong with him. James was only 15. He had come a long way but he hadn't quite mastered the art of finding a nice balance.
He proceeded to make two sandwiches, plating them up as he spoke. "So what are you in for?" he asked jokingly with a smile. This was almost like a prison so it was safe to make the funny comparison. He also made sure not to immediately assume that the odd look of this Jimmy person had anything to do with it. It could just be an odd fetish on the side with a severe problem he couldn't see. Either way, more detail was essential. James brought the plates over to the table and placed one in front of Jimmy.
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Post by jimmy yamamoto on Mar 7, 2013 10:12:34 GMT -5
Jimmy really wasnt shore what to do at the moment as on the insde ze was secrtly scared as ze didnt think anyone else would be up at this time at night. Jimmy thought that he would be the only one up past curfew. So what made Ze scared the most was the fact that he had bumped into someone who he didnt know in the place Jimmy wanted to go. However Jimmy didnt show that side of zeself as the guy seemed quite nice as he was offering Jimmy a sandwich which made Jimmy happy. As ze was starving. Jimmy then heard the guy say his name which Jimmy took note of. So If they ever meet again Jimmy knew who he was. Plus he felt it was nice to the know the name of the guy that was being nice to ze.
Jimmy then started walking to the table as Jimmy wondered what there was to be scared of when the guy was being nice. Jimmy felt that it was going to make him look like a fool if ze acted scared and Jimmy didnt want act like a fool in front of the guy ze had just meet.
Jimmy then listened to the James speak as ze pulled out there chair and sat down on it. "well it started off with my parents disowning me because of my gender.However since coming here i have been dignisosed with an obsession with books, a video game addiction and shelfham. " Jimmy then paused for a moment as James popped down the plates of sandwich's. "So what are you here for then?" Jimmy asked wondering what the guy was here for.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Mar 7, 2013 10:48:54 GMT -5
James had already decided that this guy... person... whatever he was suppose to be, was weird. His name was Jimmy and he was in a dress. James usually wouldn't judge but it was definitely something he hadn't knowingly encountered before. Still, it wasn't a priority. Jimmy's gender, despite being the reason for him being here, was of no real importance to James. There wasn't very much he could do with that information. If he had felt the urge to think in abstract terms and come up with something, he could have but he didn't feel the need to.
This Jimmy was being incredibly forth coming with his reasons for being here. He was practically giving it all away, even the self-harm which most people tended to keep to themselves. This Jimmy guy or whatever he was, was odd.. And odd was somewhat interesting..
James looked away for a moment as though it brought back sad memories. He took his time with his answer as though it was hard to say... Painful to think back on. "My parents died," he said, avoiding eye contact because you just didn't look into a person's eyes when you had to say something like that. "I guess they thought I be better off here," he said, hinting at perhaps an adjustment disorder. Lying came so very easily to him.
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