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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2014 22:51:52 GMT
[attr="class","prty"]  | Clara swung her school bag over her shoulder as she left her English class in a horrid mood. Grey clouds hung in the air wherever she walked, cutting through corridors, shoving past taller, older students without much of a glance or a feeble 'sorry'. Clara was told to keep her head down and be normal, but rules were thrown out of the window in cases when she was unreasonably angry.
She stomped her way out of the building, like so many other kids were, for it was time to go home. She stood a short distance from the door, far enough so that people wouldn't come near her way without reason. However, at the corner of her eye, she saw a panda head and purple hair sticking out of it, and two or three taller and more muscular students playing some pathetic game with her cousin.
Growling under her breath, Clara trudged her way through to the small group, a considerable distance away from school grounds, with a standoffish death glare.
"What the fuck are you shitty bastards doing here? Get the fuck out of my face before I personally turn your insides into sausages and eat them."
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Post by ANGELO MARTINELLI on Jan 2, 2014 23:38:04 GMT
| Maybe Angelo was just an easy target, he could figure that. He was small, and not very muscular. Clem scared more people than Angelo did, that was a fact. Maybe it was the way Angelo dressed, that made him an easy target. Who knows. Angelo couldn't fight back though, father had told him not to bring attention upon himself. That was hard - especially as the young boy clenched his fists, and thought of all the ways he could, as they said put it, waste them. Maybe he'd dunk them in a pot of boiling oil, or skin them alive, or pluck every single hair of their bodies and slowly rub all their skin off with a brick. That sounded good, especially when of them grabbed him by his shirt. He braced himself for whatever was coming his way. That's when he heard a familiar voice - Clara's voice - coming to rescue. They let him go, said some snide comments like how he needed a girl to save him, and ran off. Angelo didn't care that Clara was girl, she was still pretty fucking badass. "Thanks, I don't think they would taste very good though.""Taste like Axe Body Spray, probably." He draped his arms around her shoulders and smiled. "Nice to see you!"
"The one day I bother coming to school..." He shrugged. @clara
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2014 0:59:16 GMT
[attr="class","prty"] | Clara sighed when they scurried off, cracking her knuckles with a grumble. She was still annoyed, but the feeling was already fleeting a little. Without a word, she removed his arms and shook her head.
"Yeah, I'm in a bad mood. They're just pests who think they're worth something in this life." Clara rolled her eyes. "Yeah, likewise. Listen." Clara fished out her mobile phone and handed it to him.
"This thing, I got a new one. How do I work it?" Clara blinked, anger suddenly dispersing.
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Post by ANGELO MARTINELLI on Jan 3, 2014 1:07:46 GMT
| Angelo grinned, though he wasn't so pleased about being removed from Clara's shoulders. He liked it there. He did however, enjoy the fact that Clara deemed him some kind of technology wizard - which he was, in his opinion anyway. "Ah, what do we have here?" He rambled off into Italian, it made things a lot easier when he could just talk rather than think and think - but maybe that was why big brother Clemente always broke so many statues. He grabbed her phone. "Well, this button here, are you looking? This is where you make calls. This one here, is for texting, and this one is web browser." He was in heaven. "Over here is your settings, yeah? I don't really have to explain much, because it has all the basics - nothing really complex."
"But! On this phone, you change the wallpaper by pressing your finger down for a period of time on the home screen." Phones were easy. One day, Angelo would probably end up teaching Clara how to make a computer, and while he'd be rambling away, he wouldn't even notice that she had fallen asleep on him. Angelo was in his own little world. @clara
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2014 1:25:39 GMT
[attr="class","prty"] | She felt relaxed at his drop in Italian - while Clara was alright with conversational English, she wasn't very pleased with it.
"Let's walk and talk. School's over now. You going home to brother Clemente?" Clara blinked, not really wanting to admit she was listening to Angelo's little explanation. "These new wrangly phones give me headaches. I'd much rather have an old one, which could take calls and are easier to find bugs if they were infected with them." Clara frowned, stroking her chin as she walked out of the alleyway.
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Post by ANGELO MARTINELLI on Jan 3, 2014 1:36:59 GMT
| "I might. He keeps promising to spend some time with me, but who knows if he'll even be home when I get there." He sighed. "Unless, you wanna do something." He liked spending time with Clara, not as much as he did with Clem but he was smart enough not to say that outright. Angelo laughed at Clara's explanation. She made it seems like there was an honest bug infestation within her phone. He could picture it, maybe he'd draw it for her. "Old ones are simpler, and honestly last longer."
"Wanna go to the zoo? Or the movies? Or the arcade? Gio took me to the zoo a little while ago, so we don't have to go."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2014 1:46:18 GMT
[attr="class","prty"] | Clara nodded, seemingly deep in thought.
"Brother Clemente certainly does spend his time in seedy establishments and ugly, rich women." She nodded again at her own description, proud of its accuracy. "I saw him once! Yeah, he was nice enough to make some time for me." Clara smiled, reliving the memory.
Her head then turned sharply to face Angelo when he started laughing. Clara hated being laughed about. "What is so funny, Angelo!" She snapped, eyes narrowing.
That quickly dispersed though, at the sound of someone's name.
"Wait. Gio... Giosue? You were spending time with Giosue? Why were you doing that? Why did he do that?" Clara now slowed her pace down so they were right next to each other. Her lips were now pressed into a straight line.
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Post by ANGELO MARTINELLI on Jan 29, 2014 9:50:14 GMT
some coincidences are deliberate @clara "He spends so much time with those women, I wanna be one." What was the world coming to if he needed to buy his brother's time? Jealousy surged through him. He knew deep down it was wrong, and in fact, Angelo had followed him to work once or twice and had his complete attention. He kept all the ugly women off of him, which was nice. Still, he didn't like the fact that Clara had gotten his complete attention.
He didn't say anything though, but he wanted to. He was her brother too, after all.
"You make it sound like you need an exterminator Clara, rather than a technician." And that was, in fact funny to Angelo. "I know have muse though, I'm gonna draw you a picture of bugs covering your phone." Cockroaches in fact, and flies buzzing around it, because that's how she made it seem.
"Yes, Giosue. Don't get so touchy Clara. He was, well, he was watching me." He had the task that day."So he took me to the zoo." Oh wait - her response, her response, he looked into it and smiled. "Don't tell me you have a thing for the bodyguard dearest Clara? Are you jealous?" They may have been the same age, but Angelo seemed more like the younger sibling. As so, he took a great deal of pleasure in teasing his two older ones.
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