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Post by Viktor Criss Smirnov on Sept 24, 2009 13:44:23 GMT -5
 .:.  Black and white they fall from my hands, for magic they find themselves bent to my will as I twist the mind.. ....
The room was quiet but for the soft chatter of a few teachers and the low voice of the tv on not far from the table where the dark hair male sat. His hair was getting shaggy, he could use a hair cut soon, his bangs into his icy blue eyes when it wasn't pushed behind his ears. His hair too, was it's natural color for once he hadn't died it recently so his natural dark dirty blonde color. He sat backwards in his chair looking more like he should have been in the student common rooms not here among the teachers. He was more than aware that he looked like a student more often than not, that fact seemed to amuse him. On more than one occasion when he'd first started teacher here had asked why he wasn't in class. Criss being the cocky smart alek soul he was turned to the dean and adressed them by first name, asking, 'I don't know should I?' The dean looked embarashed and went about their bussiness.
It was his planning period, normally he'd have been outside in the court yard working on lesson plans or gradeing papers. But it was raining. Though personally that didn't bother him in the least he loved rain. However, he couldn't very well sit out in the rain without a few unwelcomed stares, nor did he wish to run around the halls the rest of the day soaking wet. So he lingered inside, here in the teacher's lounge. He was putting off gradeing too, instead he'd pulled a deck of Black Tiger Bicycle cards from his back hip pocket as he'd walked in and sat playing a game with himself. A half full cup of Starbucks coffee sat near him. Black pure black, 'like my soul' as he often said. He paused ever now and again to take a sip of the still decently warm coffee. It had been a long week, one that wasn't even half over yet.
With his chair turned backwards he sat with one leg beneath him and the other up in the chair. His right arm resting on it holding a his deck, face down, in his hand. Before him lay out a game of soulitare, one he currently was winning. He had the Ace of Diamons, Hearts and Clubs up. The Spade his favorite still eluded him within the deck. The Hearts had Ace through four atop it. Clubs was all but through with ten faceing on top. Diamonds was counted to six. Sliding a card off the deck with his thumb he let it fall silently to the table it fell face up. Grumbling something in Russian. It wasn't one he needed setting it aside he let another fall to the table, this one face down. Criss eyed it critcally as he fliped it over with his left hand. The look changed to a smile as he lay Jack of clubs down atop the ten.
He continued his game sitting alone for the moment rather enjoying the soulitde and the Soulitare. It was likely one of his favorite card games next to poker. Even if his blind sister knew his tell. He smirked a little perhaps they could play a hand or two tonite, could be amusing if he could actually manage to beat her. He had another deck he used playing her, one he'd poked holes into according to the card, so she could "read" them when they played. The thought of his sister made him pause in his game for the moment as he sat there thinking of her, she liked to linger of his shoulder and try to guess the cards that would fall from his hand, not just the cards but how they fell face down or up. He found himself doing that too when he played and she wasn't around to guess them. Of them both they didn't do so well guessing. It was always amusing to try. Even Criss with his love for magic only swayed the cards when doing a trick, even that with him wasn't an exact science. He smiply wasn't 'The Mindfreak' meerly just a Russian obessed with "M&M's, the two M's." Music and Magic.
He glanced up as the door opened just to see who it was, then let his gaze drift back to his game as another card fell from his right hand, face up on the table.
.... Word Count : 876 Tag : Seth White Random : To any who wonder : The Cards >.< I need some of those. Very cool. ;p -collects cards-
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