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HSV - Its Nerd Time"I do not recall saying this was an open note test," Came Masaru's voice as he raised a brow at his friend.HSV - Its Nerd Time by AisteachSam
The girl only blushed slightly knowing he spotted her note scroll she tried to hide in front of her. "I-I um..."
"Hand it over," he replied putting his hand over her shoulder.
Moriko only frowned but sighed handing over her scroll, "B-But I'm not sure if I know all this yet..."
"You got it, don't worry," He smiled softly putting the scroll next to him in his chair. His attention returned to her silvery locks as he ran a comb through it. "I'll start out easy, name a plant with anti-inflammatory properties."
"Ginger root," she replied glancing back at him.
"See? You know this," he grinned.
"You told me they would be easy, so I should know it," Moriko pouted.
Masaru only chuckled as he began making up more questions for his friend. He liked being able to play with her hair, it gave his hands something to do as he thought up questions and gave Moriko time t
HSV: A losing recordGrabbing his jacket, the blond headed out the door into the cold January air. No matter what the weather, he still had to attend to his chores; rain or shine, freezing cold or blistering heat.HSV: A losing record by NejiRenji15
While he liked the snow as much as the next guy, it wasn’t on the top of his favorite season list. Personally he couldn’t wait for spring to come, they were expecting baby animals; little cows, sheep, goats, and chickens. But he couldn’t make time go faster so he head to bear with the cold for now.
As day break approached, he was getting to the last chore of the day, throwing the hay down from the hay loft. As he threw each hay bale down from the loft to his father; he began to feel light-headed. Once the last bale was down, he sat down; he hadn’t eaten breakfast quite yet . . . maybe he was just hungry or something. Once his head stopped spinning he headed back to the house to get some food.
After breakfast he felt better; brushing off the earlier event as hunger. Even if
HSV::Delicate"Hate... you.. so... much," Aiko huffed, sending a dark look over to his opponent. The braid-wearing redhead had finally decided to get his butt out of his laboratory and do some physical shinobi activity. He had always been more of the intellectual type of person, and since joining Intelligence years prior, he had rarely taken part in any type of fight where he was actually in danger. He had still been training, but he might have been slacking off recently... maybe... if only a little bit.HSV::Delicate by iLupinus
"Maybe you should have listened to me when I told you not to go crazy with the elemental jutsu," Hoshi said gently. In contrast to Aiko, the head of Intelligence was in picture perfect condition. As the look the younger male was sending him darkened even more, Hoshi ran his fingers through his green hair and sighed, "I'm only saying it because I care..."
"You... don't even fight... Gosai.. with that kind of... determination," Aiko said, slowly regaining control over his lungs. He slid hi
Meditate this, manGen is having a lot of trouble staying quiet during a group meditation session.Meditate this, man by driannechan
“Gen please stop talking.” Yuubi said in a hushed voice and put a finger to her lips.
She had had enough of her students’ constant whisper-chatter, and what made it even worse was the fact that they thought that she couldn’t hear them.
“Do you think she can hear us?” the young Tenkou said, glancing at Yuubi once, then quickly looked away, catching her sharp gaze.
Tenkou, Gen. What a character. He sleeps in class, throws shuriken around like a ball, and for some reason, he keeps flirting with her relentlessly. She had to give him the benefit of the doubt, though. He was very…slightly funny.
“I don’t think she can hear us, do you?” Gen whispers again to his obviously sleeping classmate next to him. Gen frowns and closes his eyes.
This was a one hour meditation class. And he couldn’t stay quiet for five if he tried.
.:*HSV 12DoX Day 3 - Medashi*:.Fun Note: Medashi and Hotaka sings a duet for their grandmother..:*HSV 12DoX Day 3 - Medashi*:. by dreamchaser21
In the Hanabira household, a young man with redwood-colored hair was outside on the opposite side of the house, leaning against the wooden banister that was connected to a small moat. He looked at his own reflection and a small fish jumped out of the water as it swam back into the moat. It surprised Hotaka that the water wasn’t even frozen when it was at 26 degrees out today.
Hearing his name being called, he turned to see a familiar face leaning against the door that led to the inside of the house. Knowing who it was, he gave a tiny smile to his as he watched the person he grew up with come closer to him, holding out his fist as they bumped them in greeting.
Slipping his hands into his pocket, Medashi decided to break the ice before it gets too awkward for the both of them. “Trying to clear away that familiar fear?”
“Shouldn’t I b