Windclan human thread [AU, open to all Windclanners]

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"I'm sure its no big deal to get a few bad marks, your average is already pretty high. What grade are you in again?" he asked, taking off his glasses to clean them on his shirt.

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[fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor=; background: url; borderwidth=0px; height: 280px; width: 190px; overflow: auto; color: skyblue][sub]Jodie shrugged her shoulder from Lee's question as she walked up beside Sandy. "I'm alright I guess... I may not have school or jobs, whatsoever, but I'm alright." she gently patted Sandy's back as a comfort due to her being terrible of trying to actually comforting to people by talking.

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| Female | 22 moons | Domestic Cat | Warrior | WindClan |
| The Sight ~ Telepathy ~ See a spirit ~ Super sense |
| No kill, major injuries and capture | Put name in [color=#0095FF]bold #0095FF if attacking |[hr][hr][align=center][size=5pt][color=turquoise]©: xXWarriorCatsXx

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[font=georgia]"grade eleven." she said, smiling. "the one below, uh, sixth form."

doesn't know what you americans call it cx

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ooc; haha I don't use grades here in Ireland but I know how they do it:

Lee nodded. "Have you applied to anywhere yet?" The teenager himself had applied to a few school and got accepted to them all, he was still deciding which to go to. He still had a few months before he graduated, right? He had plenty of time...
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[font=georgia]"not yet. i've got exams and shiz and uuugh i hate school!" she groaned, nearly coming too close to lee than she had hoped. a blush rose to her cheeks but she dismissed it with a grin.

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Lee smiled at the girl, a light blush colouring his cheeks as well. Things had been pretty awkward with her since the 'spin the bottle' thing...he still didn't know how he felt about that. "How about friends and stuff? Don't girls always have drama and stuff...with clothes and boyfriends and the like?" Lee asked. His life wasn't really interesting. He had a small group of friends at his high school and he normally stayed away from drama.

He was a bit weird. He came from a reasonably wealthy family, played a few instruments, he loved reading and writing, he played sports, and he was pretty smart. He didn't really fit in with the 'jocks' or the 'preps' or the 'artsy ones' or the 'nerds.'

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[fancypost bgcolor= ; bordercolor=; background: url; borderwidth=0px; height: 280px; width: 190px; overflow: auto; color: skyblue][sub]Jodie sighed as she crossed her arms around and put them to her chest. She always get kick out of school because of her being a "curse". Like seriously. It was getting really old for her to handle. She decided she should leave Lee and Sandy alone to have a chat with each other. So she walked away with a cup of water since she needed one. She sat on one of the chairs in the room, sipping her cup slowly so she wouldn't make a stain... Oh she really doesn't want that to happen. Jodie then suddenly saw a floating cup a bit far ahead at the other room. She stared at it with a scared look on her face. Oh please Aiden.. No...

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| Female | 22 moons | Domestic Cat | Warrior | WindClan |
| The Sight ~ Telepathy ~ See a spirit ~ Super sense |
| No kill, major injuries and capture | Put name in [color=#0095FF]bold #0095FF if attacking |[hr][hr][align=center][size=5pt][color=turquoise]©: xXWarriorCatsXx

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[font=georgia]"well, i have my brother and that's 'bout it. and morgan and jodie, i spose." and i have you. she added the last part mentally with a blink of her eyes. she smiled and wished that she could just play spin the bottle again and get to kiss him.

continuing, she joked, "i hate clothes. could say that i'm more like a guy!"

He was known as Doc by both his students and the club members, some of whom were in his classes too. He taught chemistry at the local high school and taught nights at the community college on Wednesdays and Thursdays. In between classes he could be found in the library reading or playing chess or card games with the students on break. His classes were held outside on the grass unless it was too cold or wet, and when he taught summer school he was doubly as likely to take them to the beach.

Doctor Puffinstuff was a short clownish-looking British gentleman. He wore checkered yellow pants pulled up to his elbows and held up by brightly patterned red suspenders. The rounded edges of his oversized black jacket gave him a soft and cuddly appearance and he wore a navy blue bowtie around his neck. His soft raven hair was styled like the Beatles and his brightly sparkling eyes shifted between green and blue depending on the light. His face was deeply lined, though he wasn't old. Well, he was in his forties-ish. Being that he was based on the second Doctor, of course he would look like him.

He popped into the room, whistling as he dragged in some heavy duty speakers from his old navy blue station wagon. He would have been happy to play his recorder for everyone, but he'd been talked out of it.

Glancing around, Tyringe wondered if her husband would be there. She always called him Kingy, because he was his king to her queen, to say the least. Glancing around, the shark attack survivor sighed and fussed with her dyed blue-gray hair a bit, covering her missing eye before grabbing a drink, leaning on her crutch as she sipped it quietly.

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| Female | 22 moons | Domestic Cat | Warrior | WindClan |
| The Sight ~ Telepathy ~ See a spirit ~ Super sense |
| No kill, major injuries and capture | Put name in [color=#0095FF]bold #0095FF if attacking |[hr][hr][align=center][size=5pt][color=turquoise]©: xXWarriorCatsXx

Raising her head, the female heard her name being called, and soon spotted Jodie, grinning as she made her way over to the other female.
"Hey Jodie! How are you doing?" The blue-gray haired adult asked, pulling a chair over before settling down, the tip of where her knee would be showing under her shorts, but she didn't mind.