The APP (Academy for Psychological Problems)

by **vani** » Fri Nov 07, 2008 11:04 pm

Lirra started to laugh. "SUre! I'll still be your fried! And Orian's, if he wants! You know what would be funny? If I was friends with one of you, and enemies with the other! Not that I want that." Lirra smiled. "We never did get our food."

by **Marik** » Sat Nov 08, 2008 6:45 pm

Marik paled slightly at her jest. That was exactly what had happened back in Egypt. When some of his friends "met" Orion, they decided that he was evil and so tried to beat him out of Marik. Orion did not like that very much, so he fought back, seriously injuring three of them before he could be subdued.

"You're right. I guess we'd better get it ourselves then," Marik said, standing from the table and walking back towards the food prep. area. He returned with a hamburger and a small plate of fries and ketchup. "Here we go. So much easier to get food yourself then waiting on the staff to get it for you," he said when he sat back down. Marik lowered his head, closed his violet eyes and his mouth began to move, silently saying something. After a moment, he looked back up and smiled at Lirra. "Bon appetit, ma cher."

by **vani** » Sat Nov 08, 2008 8:32 pm

"Thank you." She picked up a french fry and ate one. "Actually, the school french fries aren't half bad. Umm, are you okay? You got really pale earlier..."

by **Marik** » Sun Nov 09, 2008 9:02 pm

Marik gave a small smile. "Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm not sick or anything." He took a bite of his hamburger. "You know, this isn't too bad, either. Nor is it swimming in grease like normal." He chewed for a moment, then asked, "So do you play any sports or are you just an artist?"

by **Tom** » Sun Nov 09, 2008 9:08 pm

Deciding he had enough sketching for now Elias collected his now scattered supplies and slowly made his way towards his dorm. He passed by a few people and they gave his passing "hellos" however his condition offered them less then a muttered grunt and a duck of the head as he passed them. Finally reaching his dorm he located his key and entered. Setting everything down on his desk he kicked his soccer ball to the other side of the room. Another one of his hobbies but do to his condition, sports, team sports in general were out of the question. After putting everything away he grabbed his wallet from the desk and walked down to the cafeteria, walking through the entry way and making his way towards the trays.

by **StashinGremlins** » Sun Dec 20, 2009 5:37 am

(Is this rp officially dead?)