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  <title>The Bottom of the Pit</title>
  <subtitle>To Each, His Own</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Verius Eleison</name>
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  <updated>2008-06-09T23:37:15Z</updated>
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    <title>Back at Dusk</title>
    <published>2008-06-09T23:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-09T23:37:15Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I'm Done, hell yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfered back to Dusk Academy after my transit papers got approved by the brass three days ago. I'm a bit annoyed that our twoer is still in ruins and I'm back in the ballroom, but what can you do, eh?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:7019</id>
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    <title>Coming Home Soon</title>
    <published>2008-05-22T11:59:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T11:59:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">One of my commanders just transferred to Dusk. How awkward is that. I’m almost done with the initial orientation program in Junon/Midgar. I’m officially a SOLDIER now. It happened far quicker than I could have ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Cloud and ya’ll should be happy to know that my transit request to continue study at Dusk Academy has been approved by the brass. So I should be coming back to school next week!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:6663</id>
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    <title>Ticking Time</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T11:24:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T11:24:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I’m pretty stressed out. I need a breather. All this training and orientation crap in Junon is killing me. It seems to get harder day by day. Good news is that time is going by quickly. Two months will be over in an eye flash… or at least I keep telling myself that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:6575</id>
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    <title>Arrived at Junon (Mako Infusions)</title>
    <published>2008-05-04T14:24:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-04T14:24:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I’ve been transferred to Junon for my SOLDIER orientation program. I also had the first of my mako infusions done about two days ago. It’s hard getting used to the mako enhancements but I’m fairing pretty well. I’m not going to lie, the first day after I had the infusions done I threw up just about everywhere and had a hard time even trying to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheer increase in strength is beginning to unnerve me. I’ve broken so many cups, plates, and silverware; I don’t even have anything left to eat with in my barrack. They said it would take at least a week before I’m fully adjusted to my enhancements so I’ll see how it goes from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t have break for a good two months and so all of you over at Dusk are going to have to visit me in Junon or Midgar (when I return from Orientation). I usually train or have duty in the mornings and afternoons so during the night I’m off duty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Cloud… I was pretty pissed when you left with Vincent and the gang that Saturday morning. I only had two days of break and you left a little before 24 hours had gone by since I arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I’m even more pissed that you left with Squall after how relatively easy I forgave you for that “incident.” We need to talk if you’re serious about keeping this long distance thing going.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:6314</id>
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    <title>Back to Midgar</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T03:11:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T03:11:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">And I'm off, getting back to the training process. Next time I come back, I'll have my mako infusion done. If anyone of you get spare time come visit me in Midgar. I have an hour or two break from Guard duty every so often. Ha</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:6006</id>
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    <title>Boot Camp (finally over)</title>
    <published>2008-04-19T12:17:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-19T12:17:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Boot camp is finally done. But I have a month and a half worth of standard ShinRa military duty and SOLDIER training before I get my first make infusion (if I pass the test).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get my weekend leave coming up, so I'll be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I miss you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:5854</id>
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    <title>Oneshot RP Drabble</title>
    <published>2008-04-16T12:03:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T12:03:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is fucking bullshit,” Verius muttered as he clawed his way through the mud that seemed to get thicker and deeper as the course progressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping his head low and digging into the mud below him, Verius fought to keep his entire body as close to the ground as he could in hope to avoid the barbed wire that was only a few inches above his body. He’d made the mistake of pulling his body a bit too high off the ground a few times before and the nasty scratches that were openly weeping blood on his back were a testament to the poor idea. The drill sergeant was probably going to chew him out for getting his uniform torn up, but then again, the sadistic bastard would have probably complained about something else even if he had managed to come out of the course unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacing himself as he crawled underneath the field of barbed wire, he had to pause on occasion to adjust his peripheral. He was making good time and was well within the leading pack with more than two thirds of his platoon behind him, but Verius was far from being in first place. The strawberry blonde would catch up some lost ground on the open field up ahead if only he could clamor out of this mud field alive without losing too much ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Verius cleared the last bit of barbed wire, Verius hauled himself to his feet and took off running, hoping to bypass some of the platoon mates that were ahead of him. Passing a few, Verius urged his burning lungs to take in more air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the distance closed, and as Verius inched closer to being within the top ten, Eleison allowed himself to expend the last of his energy on a full sprint. Crossing the finish line, Verius looked at the sergeant to hear his time and placement. Mentally noting that he’d improved by over a minute and having finished sixth, Eleison allowed himself to feel smug for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going to make it out of this on top. Just you watch,” Verius whispered to himself. Once he made it past the second week of SOLDIER candidate boot camp, Verius knew his goal into getting the mako infusion would be not too far out of his grasp.</content>
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    <title>First Week is over</title>
    <published>2008-04-16T02:02:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T02:02:49Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">The first week of boot camp is done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sore in so many ways… it’s a bit disturbing. I’ve faired better than the average candidate so far but I’m far from being the best in my class. I’m hurting in places that I didn’t even know existed inside my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bastards are cruel and unusual people. I don’t have much time to write anything proper, so I’ll leave it at that. I’m alive, and fairing surprisingly well despite the physical weariness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cloud… think twice before you move in with Zack. I love you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:5298</id>
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    <title>Leaving for Midgar</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T10:45:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T10:45:24Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Everything is set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m headed to the tram station in 20 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been putting off writing this for a while so now I have to sit and commit myself to doing this thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m headed to Midgar to enroll in the SOLDIER candidate training program put on by ShinRa. It’s something that I’ve been thinking about for a while now and I’ve finally come to terms with my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent dealings with the attack on Fenrir tower and my various sparring matches with a few people at Dusk have proven to me that I have hit a plateau in my physical capabilities. If I want to grow stronger, if I want to truly be able to protect those that I love, the enhancements offered by the SOLDIER program will truly be an asset in accomplishing my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the added income of a SOLDIER’s salary would greatly help my ability to be independent and give me the leisure of supporting the ones I love. This is something I have to do for myself, but most importantly; this is something I have to do for those I love around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been more of a liability then an asset for my entire life and I can’t bear to see myself as a burden on those who count on me to be strong for them. Hence, I’m leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candidate training plus boot camp lasts about two months before the selection process begins. So, until then, I’ll be absent at Dusk for the duration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno, Silver, Ky, Ven… please take care of Cloud while I’m gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your going to be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your going to feel like I’ve abandoned you at a time when your need for my support is dire. I want you to know that I’m doing this for us. I want you to know that I’m doing this for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how I would do anything in this world to protect you from harm, and to be a strong shoulder for you when you need it. This small sacrifice in time is a small price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll write to you every chance I get, and I’ll attempt to post in my journal as much as I can. I know your going to say I should have discussed this with you, but your selfess nature would have compelled you to convince me not to go. You would have said that I was fine the way I am currently, and that I don’t need to enroll in ShinRa to prove my worth to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is something I have to do. I just hope you can find it in your hear to forgive me. I’ll come back to you. Wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t bring myself to tell you face to face. I compulsively knew that if I saw you before I left, my resolve would crumble, and I’d just idle around on campus. So I’ve settled for this unfair method to break the news to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry Cloud, I love you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:4901</id>
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    <title>self reliance</title>
    <published>2008-04-05T11:36:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-05T11:36:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I overestimate my need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I to protect the ones I love if I’m not strong enough to protect myself? Perhaps this logic doesn’t make sense, but I think I may have found a solution to my problems. It may entail going away for a bit, but that’s the sacrifice that I must make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t know if its fair making him make that sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He probably won’t understand. How can I reasonably expect him to understand when I don’t fully understand my own thought process? But as each day goes by, I feel like the decision has already been made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to talk to Rufus or Reno to get everything figured out before I make up my mind. I just wish this wasn’t all happening when Cloud needs me most. With Roxas and Ven so vulnerable, he needs a shoulder to rely on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can he rely on me when I’m more of a hassle then I am an asset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent events with Zack and the attack of Fenrir Tower have made up my mind for me. I need to do this, for Cloud, more than myself.</content>
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    <title>verius_eleison @ 2008-03-22T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-22T22:29:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-22T22:29:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I don’t know how I feel about everyone starting fights with Reno. Sure he’s a little cracked up fire crotch, but he’s a good kid. Leave him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno if you ever need someone to watch your back, I got you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side note, I can't wait till Cloud comes back. I miss him a lot.</content>
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    <title>Jealously Trip</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T13:15:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T13:15:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">[OOC: This is setting up for some conflict down the line. Zack and Cloud mun should view the post.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I’m feeling the way I am. I guess knowing very little about Cloud’s past leaves me feeling like I don’t know him as well as I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that’s a cop out. I’m feeling the way I am because in the parts of Cloud’s history that I don’t know about, there’s this so called Zack Fair who’s been right next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I’m being naïve, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous at the prospect of the two meeting. I think it’s the first time that they’ve talked after Cloud and I have started dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like they’re pretty good friends. Cloud swears that, that’s all it is. But then again, Cloud can only speak such words from his stand point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that note saying he was going to the gardens, I wanted to follow after him, but I kept my cool. I really can’t keep letting this bother me.</content>
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    <title>Valentines Day</title>
    <published>2008-02-19T04:25:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-19T04:25:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So everyone at this school who keeps up with the online journals should know by now that I’m absolutely terrible at keeping mine updated. Hell I barely make it to a third of my classes so I guess it doesn’t surprise many people that I don’t update much often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new tattoo I recently got has pretty much healed up fully with a few good doses of the heal and restore materia on a morning and nightly bases. I think Cloud’s tongue piercing has also mended, although I think it’s still a bit sore for him. Cloud’s a trooper though, so it hasn’t mattered much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s235.photobucket.com/albums/ee275/HaydenYune/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MalteseCross_230h.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee275/HaydenYune/MalteseCross_230h.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the tattoo on his upper left shoulder blade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s235.photobucket.com/albums/ee275/HaydenYune/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mushugreen.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee275/HaydenYune/mushugreen.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is a small scale version of Verius’ new tattoo on the right side of his waist. It peaks at his abdomen and stretches across the waistband to his upper thigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day was rather hectic but it turned out to be a blast. Thanks again Ven for the breakfast, besides moping about how early I had to get up, the meal was absolutely great. You should cook for us more often. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Cloud liked the majority of his presents. I got him a pair of Maltese cross studs for his ears to match the tattoo I have on my back. I also realized he didn’t have many pictures, so I framed a photo of the two of us on our date at the fair grounds. I also got him a few “fun” gifts. A pair of black fur handcuffs and a red ball gag (mainly for Ky’s sake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, hand Roxas, thanks for the chocolates!</content>
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    <title>Mask for the Party</title>
    <published>2008-02-12T00:08:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-12T00:08:55Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee275/HaydenYune/America20Colors20Black20Feathers.jpg"&gt;This is the link to Verius’ mask&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>To Ven and Roxas</title>
    <published>2008-02-10T13:26:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-10T13:26:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a bit at a loss for what to get Cloud for Valentines day. I mean, I don’t just want to get him a box of chocolate. Do you guys have any advice you can offer me? I wouldn’t mind the help picking out something he’ll truly love.</content>
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    <title>To check on Annais</title>
    <published>2008-02-08T12:25:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-08T12:25:15Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up with detention from skipping so many classes recently. I’ll have to make up the work that I’ve missed although I could think of so many other useful ways to spend that time. Then again, that’s probably why I don’t get much work done in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t checked on Annais in a while, so I’ll need to take some time out when I wake up in the morning to check up on her before I head over to Sex Ed class. Pretty fucking useless curriculum if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I’ll probably forget to tell you, so if I’m not in bed when you wake up tomorrow, it’ll be because I went to go check on Annais. If I’m still in bed, I’m screwed, so wake me up.</content>
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    <title>Cloud's mine, Got it?</title>
    <published>2008-02-05T12:49:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-05T12:49:59Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It’s ironic that I tried so hard to get Cloud into the top three of the Princess Contests, only to end up having Cloud stripping in front of the entire school against Kaname. If anyone one of you at this school so much as looks at Cloud in a weird way after the strip off is over, I’m going to pound your face into the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s mine, got it? My boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that feels so awkward to post openly, but after some bastard at the club in Dusk Village uploaded pictures of Cloud and me kissing online, there’s no point in being discreet I think. It seems everyone is bound to know sooner or later.</content>
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    <title>Cloud's in the Top Five!</title>
    <published>2008-01-29T21:53:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-29T21:55:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Holy shit, Cloud made it to the finals of the Princess Contest. I want everyone to do me a favor and vote for that little warking chocobo. We all know Cloud secretly wants to wear a dress in front of the school. Sides how can all of you deny me the chance to gain a year’s worth of blackmail photographs, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to make “Princess Cloud,” T-shirts and hand them out or something. Anyone like that idea? Haha, maybe I can get some made at the village. Man, this I haven’t been so amused in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I voted for Cloud and Silver</content>
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    <title>Cocktail Dress &amp;gt; Princess Dress</title>
    <published>2008-01-28T22:24:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-28T22:24:33Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Everyone vote for Cloud. I'm like his fuckin' campaign manager and shit, hahaha. In anycase, I think Princess dresses are overrated... these guys should be forced to wear like short red cocktail dresses with tacky and cheap sequence all over it. Haha.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:verius_eleison:1866</id>
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    <title>Princess Contest</title>
    <published>2008-01-28T10:25:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-28T12:29:02Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So I voted in the Princess Contest. I voted for Cloud, Axel, and Zack... since they're probably the least likely to appreciate the vote. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, You know I love you Spike, haha</content>
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    <title>Room Full of Blondes</title>
    <published>2008-01-26T13:23:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-26T13:23:28Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It’s both good and bad having your entire room taking the first period together and being in the same class. It seems all the commotion in the morning make it impossible for any one of us to be late. However, the bitch is the morning rush to the shower. I woke up after Ky and Cloud today and ended up taking a pretty cold shower. And I didn’t think there was a reason I &lt;b&gt;needed&lt;/b&gt; a cold shower in the first place. Fuck, I’m going to set my alarm clock five minutes earlier then the others because they both take forever to do their damn hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized we’re a room full of blondes. Heh, well my hair isn’t as light as Cloud’s or Ky’s hair since I’m a strawberry blonde, but still, it’s an amusing thought to muse over. Any baffoon that cracks an inapporpriate blonde joke with be properly dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird as it is to mention, I kind of miss the constant chatter of having Ven and Roxas sleeping over in the dorm room. I never thought I’d be missing noise, but my wannabe stoic roommates are hardasses and aren’t very amusing. Hear that Spike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might take Annais out again soon, see who she manages to trip this time around. She’s landed me quite unique company, so perhaps this will be my method of social fishing? In anycase, if anyone is taking the &lt;b&gt;third period politicial history class on Mondays&lt;/b&gt;, let me know what the assignment was. I forgot to jot it down.</content>
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    <title>Avoid the Drama and Theatrics</title>
    <published>2008-01-22T13:11:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-22T13:11:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well so far it seems our room has only been assigned three people. I don’t think any of us are complaining about the extra breathing room and living space granted to us. I hope I didn’t jinx our luck by talking about it. In either case, it seems I’m slowly beginning to recognize a few faces around campus (at least in the Fenrir Tower). Still don’t really know people’s names, but I’m sure this matter will progressively fix itself over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of classes were rather dull and boring, the majority of the day was spent paper pushing the syllabus and having instructors read over the material that would be covered throughout the course of the year…as if we can’t read that shit ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also seems to me that Annais has begun earning a mild celebrity status around campus as she is causing certain people to watch her flying in the sky, rather than paying attention to where they are walking. Certainly this has caused amusing situations to occur [OOC: I know the thread isn’t finished, but I figured I’d mention it].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my roommates, I still haven’t encountered Cloud, but I did briefly shuffle past Ky as he was walking into the room, and I was walking out. A brief exchange of hello and goodbyes were in order before I sort of left him by the threshold. Again, it seems my excessive sleeping pattern has reduced our chances to speak with one another. It’s fine though, I’m probably sure there will be plenty of chances throughout the year for random encounters. In fact, I saw Ky in gym class, although again, we didn’t exchange many words other than a basic greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, so good it seems. There was much commotion about fights and pranks already occurring but I have paid little to no interest in such affairs as they do not pertain to me in anyway. If I can express a singular goal for this year, it would be to stay out of affairs that do not concern me… and hopefully the response in return will be likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama and theatrics are not integral to my life.</content>
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    <title>Switch in Rooms</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T14:29:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-20T14:29:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">After having been settled into Fenrir Tower’s Moon Song dorm, I was notified of a room change. Having to pack after having just finished &lt;i&gt;unpacking&lt;/i&gt; is an extreme annoyance. But it seems like I’m not the only one, two of my other roommates have received room changes as well. Ironically my two roommates from Moon Song are also my roommates in Millennial Decay. Hopefully there won’t be any more room changes this year (really meaning, hopefully room changes wont be &lt;i&gt;nessessary&lt;/i&gt; this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been staying out of the room and wandering around campus so I haven’t actually had a chance to bump into my roommates yet. It seems I fall asleep before they get back in, and they wake up before I do. Perhaps this attests to my sloth and excessive sleeping patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Annais out for flight this afternoon. It’s probably not fair that I had apportioned the better part of the last two days to get accustomed to the surroundings without giving her a chance to do the same. I don’t think she likes the change, she probably misses the ocean. Then again, the air is far superior to what she had to deal with in Midgar.</content>
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    <title>Class Schedule</title>
    <published>2008-01-18T22:32:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T00:38:39Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Gym/Sex Ed&lt;/td&gt;
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    <title>Character Profile</title>
    <published>2008-01-18T19:59:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-19T12:30:12Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;Mun Information~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Mun’s Name ] &lt;/b&gt;– Hayden Yune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Age ] &lt;/b&gt;– 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Live Journal Name ] &lt;/b&gt;– &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='haydenyune' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://haydenyune.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://haydenyune.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;haydenyune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ MSN/AIM/Yahoo ] &lt;/b&gt;– (AIM: HaydenYune), (MSN: HaydenYune@live.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Character Information~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Series ] &lt;/b&gt;– Original Character, Final Fantasy 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Character’s Name ] &lt;/b&gt;– Verius Eleison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Character’s Element ] &lt;/b&gt;– Ice, Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Teacher or Student? ]&lt;/b&gt; – Student: 20, Second Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Appearance ] &lt;/b&gt;– Standing at 5'11, Verius, during his adolescence, was never tall enough to gain recognition or short enough to be overlooked. Neither bulked with muscle or considered to be scrawny, Verius’ life growing up in a small fishing village by the city of Mideel built a body developed by spending time playing in the sea and working aboard ships. Verius’ tanned skin, the color of light bronze, is matched by a medium length mane of strawberry blonde hair which is usually kept in a low ponytail. Verius’ eyes are of a saffron or light amber hue which borders on being dark orange. The boy also has small patches of sun freckles on his shoulders. Before leaving the village to find work in Midgar, Verius’ father tattooed a large Maltese cross on his upper left shoulder blade so that he would never forget his family’s eight virtues. While working in Midgar, Verius also had both of his ears pierced. The strawberry blonde also bears three permanent scars on his right shoulder from practicing falconry as a youth. Verius is neither opulent in dress, nor defined in a certain look. When not required to be in uniform, he would most likely wear something comfortable such as washed and faded jeans with a white dress shirt. The most recent alteration for Verius is a new black and green serpent tattoo that’s stretches from his upper right thigh to his lower right abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Personality ] &lt;/b&gt;– Moving to Midgar after having grown up in a small seaside village, Verius suffers from a small town complex, often hiding his emotions to keep from looking foolish. This deliberate attitude, made to stop him from looking like an outsider in the big city, has become a bad habit. Often to others Verius seems like he is showing disinterest and simply doesn’t care. Holding back from saying what Verius really wants has garnered problems for the strawberry blonde in the past. However these traits do not make Verius stoic or anti-social, but merely acts as a facade for the temperate that lies underneath the mask. Some what unsure of himself, Verius proves to be gregarious around the characters that show the capability to lead. Finally, Verius attempts to strive to maintain the eight principal virtues of his family, tattooed on his back: diligence, loyalty, honesty, modesty, devotion, ambition, proper discretion, and contempt of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ History ] &lt;/b&gt;– Born in Mideel, Verius Elesion was raised by his father and mother in a fishing village near the city he was born in. All throughout his youth, Verius, along with the rest of the village population depended on the sea for their existence. The fishing village depended on the ocean for its commerce, its food stock, and the people’s entertainment. The unpredictability of the sea largely defines Verius’ personality, as the boy learned quickly that the sea can give life as quickly as it can take it. Being the middle child of three, he was seldom relied on like the first born, or loved like the youngest. From birth, Verius was taught to swim, how to navigate at sea, and was taught the art of falconry often used by fishermen for the bird’s keen ability to spot large schools of fish out at sea. Verius still bears permanent scars on his right shoulder from the talons of a Sea Eagle perching on his shoulder without proper leather padding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a sudden hurricane ravaged much of the village when Verius was 16, claiming many lives of children Verius had grown up with, Verius had decided against his parent’s wishes to move to Midgar for employment. Upon arriving at the city, Verius was taken in by a Wutainese man who ran a weapon shop in sector 6. Working in the shop, Verius learned to wield his weapon of choice: a long pole arm featuring a reclining crescent blade at the end of the pole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More History to be Added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; [ Other ] &lt;/b&gt;– Verius keeps a sea eagle from his home land as a companion. He has extensively trained with the bird, and has taught it various aspects of falconry. The raptor is 41 inches long and has a wing span of 8 feet.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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