STABEAN FORTIER
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 26
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Player Name: lithian
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Post by STABEAN FORTIER on Jun 15, 2016 22:15:56 GMT -5
just deal with it. ● ● ● ● you can’t control everything in life, right? Even though it was sunny out, the temperature was a little low, oddly enough. Stabean had gone back to her room and changed out of her grass-stained shirt and skirt, because let’s be honest. No one likes a dirty bean. She had decided on a pair of tight running shorts, sneakers, and a black sweat-wicker t-shirt. Why? Well, she was going to run. How sure was she that her tendon wouldn’t get fucked up? Well not too sure - but she’d give it a go. It had been years since she’d run track, so today Bean would start out slow. Tightening her ponytail, she checked her laces and inhaled deeply. The fresh cut grass would be inviting. Setting her eyes on a path, Stabean took off at a ginger pace. She was just coming over a knoll when she noticed something in the grass. A root, maybe? Oh well, she would just jump over it. Planning the step, she didn’t think to look down. Even though her foot lifted off the ground - with as much space as would be needed to scale a root - she still tripped. What. The. Fuck. This was her second time tripping recently. Instead of landing face first in earth, she caught her upper body weight on her arms. Instinctively, she began to bring her feet under her to stand, but then she felt fabric. Had she tripped over a shirt or something? MADE BY VEL
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
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Character Type: badass gay
Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jun 16, 2016 14:18:24 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you Heath had only meant to lay down and close his eyes for a few minutes. He’d set an alarm but it had registered as AM instead of PM probably. The blonde slept peacefully, the smell of freshly cut grass enticing him to lay down. The sun’s rays had made it pleasantly warm at the time and the quiet of it all ad lulled the junior to sleep. That had been hours ago. Now he woke up with a start, letting out a loud grunt as he felt weight land on him. The boy shot up, irritation flashing in his eyes as his mouth curled into a snarl. “Who fucking dared?” he snapped. He held himself off the ground with one hand while using the other to rub his eye and squint angrily at the person. He adjusted himself after gathering his bearing and gave the girl a hard shove to the shoulder and off his person. Dropping onto a person was one way to wake them up. The blonde took a breath before letting out a sigh his anger simmering back down to exhaustion already sick of being conscious. Heath got to his feet and began dusting off a few lawn clippings that stuck to his uniform. “Did you need anything in particular?” he asked just in case. The question practiced. MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW [googlefont=Oswald:300]
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STABEAN FORTIER
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 26
Popularity: 15
Player Name: lithian
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/xG8hzIU.png
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Character Type: spirited young lady
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Post by STABEAN FORTIER on Jun 16, 2016 19:19:17 GMT -5
just deal with it. ● ● ● ● you can’t control everything in life, right? Bean was regretting the position she landed in as she brought herself to stand up. Her palms were stained green and grass clippings were sticking to her hands and knees. “Uhg..” Brushing her hands and knees free of the grass, she heard a voice from behind. Honestly, she hadn’t really realized he was there until she heard the groan and patting noise made by him cleaning off. Whirling around, Bean blinked and looked him over. Fluffy blonde hair, nice eyes (even though the seemed annoyed and disinterested), and taller than her. Somewhere she felt that she’d seen him before, but didn’t let her mind ponder on it too much. “My bad. Deff didn’t think there was a person there…” She gave a sheepish smile, well maybe sheepish is the wrong word. More of a ‘shit I hope he doesn’t kick my ass so let’s just smile’ kinda look. Her eyes caught a chunk of grass he had missed on his shirt, and without thinking, brushed it off briskly, then held her wrist behind her back. When he asked if she needed anything, Bean tilted her head to the side and looked up at the sky. From him? “Not that I can think of…” She looked back at his face and arched an eyebrow. “Do you normally nap in the grass? ‘Cuz I imagine it’s not the best idea. At least in this high-traffic area.” Releasing her wrist Stabean bent her knee and grabbed her ankle, stretching as she stood there. Her eyes were stuck on his hair; it was so blonde, and looked really soft. Like, the kind of soft you just wanna pet. Oooh, like “dog fur!” Her thought was finished aloud, and Bean dropped her stretch to cover her mouth with that hand. Wait that could be a great nickname…MADE BY VEL
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
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Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1465/came-kims-kids
Character Type: badass gay
Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jun 19, 2016 21:38:40 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you The junior glared for a moment before letting out a quiet sigh and deciding to let the whole issue go. The stranger had apologized after all and it wasn’t like she’d caused him serious harm in the first place. He refrained from pointing out that he wasn’t hard to see but then again he had been on the crest of the small hill and laying down. Merely nodding he decided to let her have the benefit of doubt. She didn’t know him and it didn’t seem like she’d been looking for him so he wasn’t a client. That was fine with him. It gave him a little break from dealing with the whining. “Not usually. It seemed safe enough at the time.” Heath replied dryly. He eyed her attire for a moment before glancing around for any other runners. He hadn’t meant to, but he had probably missed practice. Hopefully the captain wouldn’t mind that much. Well, he didn’t usually care but he would’ve liked to avoid any lectures if possible. “You twist your ankle on the fall?” he asked as she bent over to tend to it. He paused for a few moments about to bend down and take a look at it only to freeze at Starbean’s sudden outburst. “…What?” Heath made a face that was something of a mix between irritation and disgust. Had the girl actually referred to him as dog fur? Did he smell or something? He grimaced immediately following with, “Don’t say that again. Ever.” Heath stood up grabbing his belonging and adjusting his uniform once more. “Anyway, you’re fine right uh…” he trailed off realizing he hadn’t gotten her name. The blonde eyed her waiting for her to provide it. MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW [googlefont=Oswald:300]
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STABEAN FORTIER
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 26
Popularity: 15
Player Name: lithian
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/xG8hzIU.png
Application: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1436/sophomore-stabean-miller
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Character Type: spirited young lady
Club: TRACK
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Post by STABEAN FORTIER on Jun 19, 2016 23:43:35 GMT -5
just deal with it. ● ● ● ● you can’t control everything in life, right? “What, has someone called you dog fur before? Because I think it suits you.” She watched as he eyed her ankle. Twisted? Stabean rolled her foot around and and shook her head. “Everything seems fine, for the most part.” A heavy sigh left her body. It had been a good run, and she was surprised that there wasn’t any pain. That’s a relief. Bean rolled her shoulders back, cracked her neck and eyed him. Was he asking her name? Sure an odd way. “I’m Stabean. You look familiar...I swear I saw you kicking some kid the other day.” Scratching the back of her neck she shrugged, it wasn’t her thing to dig into. However she was curious as to why he was kicking him. Clearing her throat, Bean smirked - attempting to reach out to pat his head again. “Is it always so fluffy? And by the way, I didn’t mean dog fur in a bad way...it’s cute!” Her eyes drifted beyond him to some oncoming students, in gym uniforms, running together. She hadn't met anyone from the track team yet, and was kind of interested. Eyes focusing on Heath again, "Do you know anyone from the track team?" MADE BY VEL
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
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Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jun 25, 2016 0:30:58 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you Heath scowled at the runner wondering if she actually understood everything that she was saying. He ran a hand through his hair noting that, yes in fact, it was soft and fluffy and that was because he wasn’t a fucking mongrel that didn’t know how to use goddamn conditioner. “No, but I’d rather you not make a habit of it. I have an actual name after all.” He returned, miffed. Dog fur only made him think of wet dog smell and no doubt it would be the thought that any and everyone else thought of if they heard the terrible nickname. He relaxed once she put more attention on her leg. “That’s good. If you have problems with it try investing in a brace maybe?” Heath stated a bit more calmly than before. Running without a brace would only worsen the injury is any at all. He held back an immediate smirk at the name. “Star bean?” Heath asked as he looked over the girl once more. Well, she was pretty small he supposed it fit. He lifted his head out of reach, narrowing his eyes at the girl. “Uh, I guess? I just blow dry it after practices.” He returned now messing with his bangs for a moment. “It still had a terrible connotation though.” He protested wishing the smallest of star beans would stop bringing up the dog fur subject entirely. Hence, he was grateful when the sophomore’s attention drifted to some runners and he nodded. “Yeah I’m on the track and boxing team. Why?” the blonde asked as he followed her gaze. “You looking for someone in particular, or you wanna join…?” he asked. Track & Field was going to have some try outs to test the water for the incoming freshman soon. Maybe the girl was looking to join. MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW [googlefont=Oswald:300]
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STABEAN FORTIER
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 26
Popularity: 15
Player Name: lithian
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/xG8hzIU.png
Application: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1436/sophomore-stabean-miller
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Character Type: spirited young lady
Club: TRACK
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Post by STABEAN FORTIER on Jun 26, 2016 13:08:58 GMT -5
just deal with it. ● ● ● ● you can’t control everything in life, right? There was a noticeable twitch of her brow when the blonde called her Star Bean. What was with everyone today, making fun of her name. Instead of snapping at him, she realized that she hadn't asked his name - so maybe that was an idea? "Oh yeah, what's your name?" It had to be something cutesy; all she could imagine was him as a baby, being mistaken for a little girl with blonde locks and gentle features. At this point in life he looked male enough, but he gave off the vibe that when he was younger, there may have been some confusion. Her eyes traveled down to her ankle and the infamous tendon that she feared screwing up even more than she already had. "I'm thinking of some ace bandage, honestly." Bean looked up to him when he mentioned that he blew his hair dry. If it created results like that, she should probably invest in a hair dryer. "I normally just air dry mine..." She puffed up at her loose bangs and then turned to catch sight of a couple walking to a nearby tree with a basket in hand. Were they really going to have a picnick? Stabean laughed softly and shook her head. They had to be freshman - because who did that anymore? When she had called him dog fur, what exactly had he thought of? He didn't like it, that was true, but he must've thought something horrible to react like that. Her attention perked when he mentioned that he was part of the track team. Looking for someone? Wanting to join? More along the lines of just a couple questions. "Well join I guess, but I was wondering if I could just be on like...light duty?" She suddenly became more withdrawn and held her wrist behind her back, gaze wandering to the ground. "I'm not a freshman, but...I miss running." Bean's gaze slowly drifted up to the blonde's, hoping her tiny rose blush wouldn't be noticed. MADE BY VEL
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/o2e5wGj.jpg
Application: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1437/junior-heath-ambrois
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Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jun 28, 2016 18:27:52 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you Heath couldn’t help but smile not missing the momentary irritation the girl had when he tried to say her name. Yea, didn’t feel great did it? “Heath.” The blonde returned. There wasn’t anything incredibly about his first name. His last name honestly caught a lot more attention that his first. You would think being in America a French surname wouldn’t be that big of a deal but maybe where he came from was way more French than…here. He nodded at her. “Whatever works to keep if from feeling terrible.” He stated. He wasn’t really a specialist when it came to sports injuries. “If anything, you can always check with the track coach or the nurse. They might be able to help.” The boy suggested. He followed her gaze to the couple, face screwing up in disapproval. How lame were you to have a picnic on campus? “Air drying is too cold for me. Especially in winter.” Heath continued. Not to mention letting his hair air dry only made it a curlier mess. Maybe he would try straightening it but he was afraid it would look too dumb to try. Maybe if his hair was shorter. He tugged at a strand once more before looking back at Starbean. “Not sure really…” he stated with a shrug. It wasn’t like he was captain or anything but he supposed he put in a word for the girl. After all, it wasn’t like they desperately needed competitors. “You could ask? Not like the captains’ are really hard to talk to I think.” As long as she showed up to practice is was fine, and as long as she talked with the coach and the captains’ about her issues he didn’t see a problem. “If you’re up for it you should try out. They’re not gonna run someone ragged or nothin’.” He assured. The practices were pretty low key unless a tournament was coming up and even then only the competing students and backups were really overworked. MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW [googlefont=Oswald:300]
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STABEAN FORTIER
SOPHOMORE
Posts: 26
Popularity: 15
Player Name: lithian
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/xG8hzIU.png
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Post by STABEAN FORTIER on Jul 5, 2016 22:25:22 GMT -5
just deal with it. ● ● ● ● you can’t control everything in life, right? "Heath is a decent name, but I think Dog Fur is more fitting." She smiled and decided to let her hair down from the ponytail. It had been getting uncomfortable and she decided down would be better. Shaking her head to loosen the strands, Bean then tucked hair behind her ears and looked back to Heath. Her tendon, which hadn't been bothering her, was starting to. Along with her legs in general. Maybe she had run too much for the first time in a while. When he mentioned that the captains weren't hard to talk to, she gave a slight shrug and looked up at the sky. "Pain is starting to kick in, so I'm gonna head back to the dorms for a shower." Bean looked back at him and smiled, "I'll give tryouts a go. Thanks!" As she walked past him, she gave his hair a quick ruffle and then waved over her shoulder. "See ya Dog Fur. I'm in 175 if ya ever wanna drop by." MADE BY VEL
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HEATH AMBROISÉ
JUNIOR
Posts: 41
Popularity: 10
Player Name: kimmy
Hover Image: http://i.imgur.com/o2e5wGj.jpg
Application: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1437/junior-heath-ambrois
Plot Page: http://heartstrings.boards.net/thread/1465/came-kims-kids
Character Type: badass gay
Club: athletics club
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Post by HEATH AMBROISÉ on Jul 17, 2016 21:28:32 GMT -5
COLD AS ICE that's how I treated you Heath kept himself from growling a response back at the sophomore, not wanting to give her more fuel to keep using the terrible nickname. “No….I don’t think it is.” He muttered, visibly irritated that the girl kept trying to push the godawful nickname. Still she wasn’t terribly annoying and he forced himself to return her smile with a polite one of his own. “Good luck with tryouts.” He stated with a small nod. His expression shifted as she insisted on the name. “Worry about taking proper care of that ankle!” he called out as the girl left. He waved the girl off as she left quietly memorizing the number, the name he’d been given, and her face. As bothersome as the encounter had been he was looking forward to someone new on the track team. He liked taking to members from time to time. Usually the ones he approached were tolerable enough. The blonde let out a yawn before checking his watch. It was late, there was no point in showing up to practice when it was almost over. Instead the boy turned on his heel, taking a different route than Bean back to his dorm. MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW [googlefont=Oswald:300]
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