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Post by +-Kira-+ on Feb 3, 2010 21:39:02 GMT -8
Kira smiled. "That would be great. I haven't been shown around at all...to be completely honest. It would be an honor from you Kaname-sama."
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Post by Kita on Feb 4, 2010 0:48:17 GMT -8
Kita smiled warmly with a slight nod as she gazed upon Kaname. She quickly folded her hands in front of her as she replied "I would love that as well. I have yet to be shown around."
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Post by Kuran Kaname on Feb 4, 2010 19:43:53 GMT -8
Kaname bowed to the ladies. "Then, let us begin."
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Post by Kita on Feb 4, 2010 19:54:20 GMT -8
Kita nodded as she walked beside Kaname for her personal tour of the school grounds.
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Post by +-Kira-+ on Feb 4, 2010 20:06:32 GMT -8
Kira followed loyally as well.
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Post by Kuran Kaname on Feb 4, 2010 20:09:22 GMT -8
Kaname ran a hand through his hair. "Any suggestions where we shall we start?"
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Post by +-Kira-+ on Feb 4, 2010 20:15:53 GMT -8
"How about the main building, then work to the branched out buildings and dorms." Kira suggested.
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Post by Kita on Feb 4, 2010 20:18:37 GMT -8
Kita nodded in agreement. Just being out and away from it was enough for her. Being with Kaname and Kira was only a plus in her book.
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Post by Kuran Kaname on Feb 4, 2010 20:23:23 GMT -8
"Then, we shall start with the main hall where we hold the Valentines Dance." Kaname halted, chuckling. He shook his head, ruefully. "I sound like a typical tour guide." Still smiling at his tone, he finished in a gentler tone, "The dance is a key part of the Academy for Chairman Cross." He opened the great doors, throwing the doors wide. A dark chandelier, ghostly in its unlighted state, shadowed the white marble below. "I apologize for the lighting." He walked into the center of the room. Unknown to him, his shadow merged and blended with the shaded surroundings.
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Post by +-Kira-+ on Feb 4, 2010 20:29:14 GMT -8
Kira blinked looking on after him. "Valentines Day huh...." She sighed slightly. "That has never been a pleasant day for me..." She whispered, more to herself. Though, the room was beautiful, she imagined.
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Post by Kuran Kaname on Feb 4, 2010 20:41:10 GMT -8
Kaname caught the drop in Kira's tone. He leapt to the balcony. His voice echoed in the darkness as his form vanished. "The same may be said of me. It is a human holiday that I hadn't thought of much. But it's a shame to see the room not in its glory. " He chuckled. "Some people won't like this, so I'll keep it a secret." The doors crept shut, locking the two ladies inside. Tiny slivers of light came from the dark red curtains of the hidden balcony. Slowly, the chandelier started glittering, one bulb at a time, slowly lighting with small fire. The chandelier twinkled like hundreds of tiny blue white crystals. Reflecting the light, the white marble walls and floor banished the dark and gleamed.
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Post by Kita on Feb 4, 2010 20:44:21 GMT -8
Kita looked around the the enormous room as she imagined how glorious it must look the night of the dance. The decorations, the music, and the formal wear they must have worn. She was sure it was all very beautiful. Kita nodded slightly. "A day right around the corner. I am sure you all with have a wonderful evening."
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Post by Kuran Kaname on Feb 4, 2010 20:46:10 GMT -8
Kaname smiled from his hiding place.
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Post by +-Kira-+ on Feb 4, 2010 20:46:51 GMT -8
As the room lit into it's magnificent glory, Kira's eye's went wide as she stared in awe. It was...like in the fairytale stories. The glorious ballroom where the prince and princess would dance. She was struck speechless by it's wonder.
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Post by Kuran Kaname on Feb 4, 2010 20:56:50 GMT -8
"I hope it is to your liking, my ladies." Kaname walked out from the curtains. He had discarded his long trenchcoat. He was wearing a long soft blue tunic with dark blue string tying the cuffs and black pants. His boots clicked on the marble as he came to the center. "Because now I get a reward for the trouble later. " He bowed on one knee, his hand extended. Head lowered, he murmured, "May I have one of the young ladies hand for the first dance?" From a corner, quiet music filtered through the room.
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