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Alex broke her gaze first, her cheeks flushing a light pink, before furiously trying to calm down her emotions. She couldn't have feelings for this boy, nor any boy. She had to focus of schoolwork, focus on locating supernaturals. That was why she was here.

But why did this teacher have to be so boring? Is it her job to put students to sleep? Alex wasn't sure whether she was a teacher or a damn hypnotist. If so, she was pretty good at it, Alex could feel her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. But after a quick equation, her brain was back on track. She'd always been pretty good at Algebra, winning top of her class and multiple math's awards. But Alex had never really taken it seriously, she had other things on her mind. Like being a merciless supernatural-hunter. Or an undercover normal teenage girl.

Alex looked blankly at the page in front of her, already completed while the others were still on the first question. This class was going to be easy. As she tried to focus on double-checking her work, she could feel the gaze of the attractive guy behind her bore into the back of her skull. What was he doing? Was he looking at her? She'd felt it all lesson. Well enough is enough. She whipped her head around and raised an eyebrow, chocolate eyes quizzical and almost slightly amused. The corners of her mouth slightly rose, but lowered almost as quickly as they did rise. He was incredibly good-looking. Blonde hair, attractive eyes...No, stop Alex......You've got a job to do... She turned back around, and let out a sigh of relief as the bell rang.

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Alex enjoyed her other classes, such as Home Economics, English, and before she knew it, she was wandering around the campus, searching for a quiet place to sit. Her schoolbag hung off her shoulders, containing school books and her lunch, which consisted of an apple, a cheese sandwich, and a small bag of chips. An earbud hung out of her ear, leading into her phone which rested in her pocket, playing a song from her favourite band, Thirsty Merc. Alex liked older bands like that, bands from when she was a child.

As she rounded a corner, she spotted a perfect spot in the shade of an old oak tree, the trunk providing a perfect back-rest. But just as she made her way to it, she caught the eye of one of her peers, and was filled with both dread and excitement when she recognised him. Of course, it was the boy from Algebra, sitting with his friends. And he had definitely noticed her too.

[rather short post :p]

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Koda's feet pounded hard on the unstable ice, his caution preventing him for running his hardest. He made sure he dug his heels in hard as he ran, arms pumping and eyes set on only one goal. The beautiful axe, sitting right in front of him. As he ran, Koda spied a black pack in front of him, just a few meters. Better grab what I can he thought to himself, scooping up the bag with one hand and continuing on his goal. Slinging the bag comfortably on his back, he noticed something advancing on him in his peripheral vision. Twisting around, he dropped to the ground just it time, as a sharp knife whizzed over his head. Koda didn't bother to see his attacker, he got up and finally reached the Cornucopia, hand grabbing the shaft of the axe. It instantly felt at home in his grasp, and a smile tugged the corners of his lips.

Whisking around, Koda grabbed a relatively large knife and stuck it in his belt. He'd need something other than his axe. Done with what he needed, he turned and ran from the Cornucopia, heading for a forest of snow-covered trees. Trees would provide him not only shelter, but good protection. Stopping for only a moment, he turned around to look at the mess behind him. He saw multiple bodies, but his attention turned to the group forming near the Cornucopia. Made up of the brunette girl he recognised as Avalie, Tyler and a few others he didn't recognise. Threat, or not? Koda's forest green eyes sized up his opponents, watching for only a few moments before disappearing into the woods.

"What an arena..." Koda muttered to himself as he dragged his feet through the soggy snow, keeping up a slow jog. He knew he had to put as much distance between the Cornucopia and himself. He hadn't even looked at the contents of his black bag yet. That would have to wait. He needed to find shelter first. He wasn't too set on finding a water supply, he could easily melt the snow. Unless it was poisonous, then he'd have to figure something else out. But he could hunt soon enough, hopefully there was some small pickings of food in his bag.

Reaching a large tree, sleek with snow, Koda scaled the tree until he was a solid 10 meters in the air. This would put good enough distance for him to have a little rest. His muscles ached, but he was strong. He could put up with it. Removing the pack from behind him, Koda unzipped and examined the contents. A coil of rope. A thin sleeping bag that projects body heat. An extra jacket. A pack of dried beef strips. A water bottle filled halfway with water. A thick beanie. A small box of matches. Koda examined all the contents before returning them back to the bag. What did he do know? Sleep? Hunt? He was unsure of which one to do, so he decided to do both. He'd sit up in the tree and wait for victims to pass by, if any did. He was accurate with throwing the axe, he could hit easily. All they hjad to do was pass beneath him and his tree.

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[justify][color=black][font=times new roman][sup]Alex's chocolate eyes whipped up as she heard the young man's voice, instinct causing her to be alert. She was not at all relieved when she saw who it was. Hey, I'm Jake... His voice was deep and seductive, soft like velvet honey. As she focused a bit more, she noticed that his intense eyes were even more beautiful up close, and his face was cool and slightly amused. And also, another quirk that bothered her was his lips, slightly parted and a little chapped. Alex forced herself to remain cool, and raised her eyes confidently to his. He stood at least a few inches above her.

"Alex. Nice to meet you." She kept it short, not wanting to seem too friendly. The last thing she needed right now was friendship. Still, she tried to keep too much hostility from her words, because a small part inside of her didn't want to scare him off.
This whole 'making friends' thing was completely new to Alex, and she wasn't sure if she was doing it right. Was she meant to shake his hand or anything? No, no, she'd better not, she didn't want to seem strange or old fashioned. She'd better just keep her distance, not seem too friendly.

short post, but i didn't have much time, nor things to write C:
faceclaim switch!

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n a m e

benjamin alecsander blue

n i c k n a m e

most just know him as ben, but benny is his puppy name

g e n d e r

male

a g e

18

d a t e . o f . b i r t h

17 of october

p l a c e . o f . b i r t h

mischigan

e t h n i c i t y

he moved to america from britain when he was 14, so he still has a rather british accent, and is half british half irish

[color=black][font=times new roman]e y e . c o l o u r

a light stormy grey

h a i r . c o l o r

chocolate brown

h e i g h t

6"2, he's rather tall

w e i g h t

70 kilos

b o d y . b u i l d

slightly toned but not overly muscly, tall, vaguely lanky, and very smooth-skinned. his fair skin is nearly blemish-less.

b o d y . m o d s

none, but he does fantasise of getting a tattoo.

c l o t h i n g . s t y l e

laid-back, mostly made up of quirky t-shirts with his favourite comic book characters on the front and jeans. and he never wear any shoes other than converse. he doesn't wear bright colours, mostly muted reds and blues and greens. quite ordinary.

f a v o u r e d . i t e m

he never ever ever lets his macbook pro out of his sight. it's literally his life, everything he has is on there.

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p e r s o n a l i t y

benjamin blue can be described as two things. a knowledge-hungry antisocial adolescent who strives for information and is secretly a closet pessimist. or a slightly tech-crazy half good-looking nerd who has the enviable ability of being able to have fun while still being a complete genius. he really has two modes. his primary mode of living is focused internally, where he deals with things rationally and logically, and cannot leave a problem unsolved. his secondary mode is external, where he take things in through his intuition, and doesn't have a second thought when he wants to do something.

benjamin lives in the world of theoretical possibilities. he sees everything in terms of how it could be improved, or what it could be turned into. he lives primarily inside his own mind, having the ability to analyze difficult problems, identify patterns, and come up with logical explanations for pretty much anything. he seeks clarity in everything, and is therefore driven to build knowledge. he is the "absent-minded professor", who highly values intelligence and the ability to apply logic to theories to find solutions. he is typically so strongly driven to turn problems into logical explanations, that he lives much of their life within his own head, and may not place as much importance or value on the external world.

behind the highly intelligent mind of benjamin blue, hides a fun-loving boy who desperately wants to be freed more than he ever is. he is let out occasionally, but never for more than a day or so. benjamin is so used to shutting himself out of the world around him and covering himself in thinking about everything, that he struggles to let himself go and have a good time. of course he has his sense of humour, and sarcasm is his last defence when it comes to a brawl, but deep down, benjamin knows that he needs to let go of thinking about everything once in a while and actually just have fun.

but benjamin values knowledge above all else. his mind is constantly working to generate new theories, or to prove existing theories. he approaches problems and theories with enthusiasm and scepticism, ignoring existing rules and opinions and defining his own approach to the resolution. he seeks patterns and logical explanations for anything that interests him. ben's usually extremely bright, and able to be objectively critical in his analysis. he loves new ideas, and becomes very excited over abstractions and theories. benjamin loves to discuss these concepts with others. he may seem "dreamy" and distant to others, because he spends a lot of time inside his minds musing over theories. he hates to work on routine things - ben would much prefer to build complex theoretical solutions, and leave the implementation of the system to others. benjamin blue is intensely interested in theory, and will put forth tremendous amounts of time and energy into finding a solution to a problem with has piqued his interest.

benjamin is usually very independent, unconventional, and original. he doesn't really place much value on traditional goals such as popularity and security. he usually has complex characters, and may tend to be restless and temperamental. he is strongly ingenious, and has unconventional thought patterns which allows him to analyze ideas in new ways. ben is at his best when he can work on his theories independently. when given an environment which supports his creative genius and possible eccentricity, benjamin can accomplish truly remarkable things. ben is the pioneer of new thoughts in the group of him and his friends.

l i k e s

thinking
analysing
working
dreaming
researching
pondering
technology
science
comic books
heights
tea
his friends
travelling
new things
rain
books

d i s l i k e s

sitting still
being told what to do
schedule
mess
intense heat
alarms
punk rock
reality shows
feet
moths

t h e m e . s o n g

the grand optimist - city and colour

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f a m i l y

michael james blue / marine biologist / father
sarah julia blue / petroleum chemist / mother
molly carla blue / middle-schooler / younger sister

f r i e n d s

his whole group, though he finds that the artist tends to understand him a tad more than the others

b e s t f r i e n d

he's a tiny bit of a loner. his macbook is his best friend

s t a t u s

single

c r u s h

........maybe later c;

b e d r o o m

clickity click

*ben's often been inquired about how his room can be so untidy when he hates mess, but he's learned where everything is to the detail and is afraid he'll lose something is he tries to clean it up. plus, he likes it how it is. it's simple and plain with potential, just like him.

o t h e r

this is my first thread in months! i haven't been on here in so long, i missed you all! <3 <3 <3