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Post by ceilphantomhive on May 16, 2009 18:23:51 GMT -5
This was becoming a nuisance. A rather large one at that. The small 14 year old growled once again annoyed that his eyepatch was not doing as it was told. If he hadnt been sent here he would probably have his servant fix it for him. Once again he pulled his hands away from the back of his head only to stop the eyepatch as it began to fall from his face once more. He bit his lower lip. Trying with all his might to tie the object.
But alas, the strings wouldnt tie, or stay together how much he tried. He watched his appearence in the bathroom mirror. He would have fixed it in his room, but hadnt noticed that his eyepatch was falling until he was walking in the hallway. So ducking into the nearest boys bathroom to fix it. Finding it rather annoying. Barcelona was much more hotter then London was. So the eyepatch not working, being completely isolated from his family, and so called friends, was a huge annoyance along with the heat making the young boy very irritable. He hoped someone would stop by to atleast help him tie the object soon. Otherwise he just might lose all total complete control and just destroy the eyepatch himself. |
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Post by kitten on May 17, 2009 15:09:09 GMT -5
God math sucked. So many stupid numbers, what was the point? Mizumi didn't see one, which is why he usually skipped. Which is why he was looking for a boy's bathroom to hid in. Spotting one he hurried over and went to head into the room. Though as he moved to go in a boy near the door stared at him with amusement, obviously thinking he was a girl. Rolling his eyes he walked in.
It was strange, but the boy liked the restrooms. They were so clean and quite all the time. Usually no one ever came in so he was able to hid in the tiled oasis so he could think clearly. Though he was suprised when he saw someone one was in teh restroom. Raising a brow he walked over and lend against teh sink, his caramel eyes gazing at the eyepatch. He recognized the boy, he had seen him around, but not without his eyepatch on. Feeling a bit of sympathy for the boy.
Not waiting to ask he grabbed the eyepatch from the sink and moved behind teh boy. Lifting his arms over the boy's head he let the patch fall over his eye then brought teh strands back and ties it rather snuggly. Once it was done teh caramel haired boy moved back quickly, just in case the other felt like lashing out for his lack of care for personal space |
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Post by ceilphantomhive on May 17, 2009 15:57:38 GMT -5
Ceil hadnt been expecting the sudden act of help from someone, or someone to come waltzing through the door. So when he felt the ties tied and had seen the other in the bathroom mirror he had been rather shocked. Once he had finished he turned to face his helper. Straightening his tie and dusting off his green vest he looked at him. "Um...thanks for your help." he muttered. He wasnt rather good at these sort of things. He was so used to having people help him automaticaly that it was a bit....unnerving to have to thank people.
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Post by kitten on May 17, 2009 16:11:31 GMT -5
Mizumi gave a warm smile with a slight tilt of his head. "Nah! It was no problem, you need some help!" Crossing his arms he lend against the tiled wall, his eyes looking the boy over. He was quite small, but in an adorable way. "Your....Ceil right?" His eyes locked on with the others, noting the rather pleasant color of his eyes. "I think I've seen you around...."
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Post by ceilphantomhive on May 17, 2009 16:18:02 GMT -5
"Yeah I'm Ceil. I'm not the type to stick to staying in my room like most people." he said smiling a little. "Of course I take it your the same way only diffrence is to exchange class for your room." he said smirking a bit. Ceil could be like that. Very much the mischeif maker and chaos causer.
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Post by kitten on May 17, 2009 17:07:32 GMT -5
Mizumi smiled and gently nodded his head. "Yeah, math sucks, it soooo boring!!!!!" Laughing lightly he uncrossed his arms and tapped two fingers against his forehead before giving a faint salute to the smaller boy. "Names Mizumi. Your a freshmen huh?" Staring at teh other, he gently closed his eyes as he smiled. The other was small so it was very clear he was younger, but he wanted to make sure You never know!
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Post by ceilphantomhive on May 17, 2009 17:44:15 GMT -5
"I''m a freshman yes. I can stand math somewhat. Just the teachers a moron." he told Mazumi. Shifting slightly. Ceil was a very...somewhat patient person. He was just annoyed very easily. That came with the position of being the heir to a company. Meaning you had to keep yourself very calm. Of course that wasnt any consolation to earlier with his eyepatch and all.
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Post by kitten on May 17, 2009 20:15:11 GMT -5
Mikari chuckled and shrugged. "I don't see the point, I mean I want to be an artiest...of sorts...and I don't need math for that!!" Laughing lightly he placed his hands behind his head, letting his fingers intertwine as he lend against teh tiled building, his bag making a soft noise as it swung and hit the tile. "Ya look pretty upper class though, ya know?" Giving a faint shrug, as if not caring about his own opinion he let his eyes close. "It's such a slow day!"
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Post by ceilphantomhive on May 17, 2009 20:20:23 GMT -5
"Well belive what you want. But math you will need. I mean with the canvas sizes, and the amount of paint and such other stuff. I had complained about something simmilar to one of my fathers friends and he had explained it to me how math was important." Ceil told Mizumi. Starting to go back and forth on his heels of his feet. "But belive what you want." he told him still standing were he was. The same look plastered on his face.
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Post by kitten on May 18, 2009 6:53:04 GMT -5
Mizumi shrugged with a light sigh. "I know, but really! I wanner be a manga writer, do I really need math? I mean I make them now I know how to measure boxes and stuff....." His voice fell and he sighed again, this time his eyes closing before opening again and staring at teh boy. "Your father seemed quite proper, I take it the rumors of you coming from upperclass are true,"
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