Ash_Alchemist
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Ashton laughed. “My name is Ashton Mus-Elric….It’s nice to meet you John.”
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The sound of pucks being slap shot could be heard from outside the gym.
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Ashton stopped and blinked turning to the solider. “I’m sorry I never did get your name.”
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Asami kept playing until the song was interrupted by a hello. She finished the cord she was playing and turned around. “H-Hey. I didn’t know anyone was listing…”
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Jaylyn was down in the gym shooting some pucks. As she was on a hockey scholarship and it was very important for her to keep up with her training to make sure she stayed on the team.
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Name: Jaylyn Portman
Age: 16
Description: Jaylyn stands at 5’7 has black hair and brown eyes.
Wearing: a ripped up Nirvana t-shirt, ripped blue jeans, black combat boots, and a blue bandanna.
Extra: She’s in on a hockey scholarship
Extra: She can play the guitar and can sing
Extra: Schedule:
First hour: Gym
Second hour: English 10
Third hour: Algebra 2
Fourth hour: World history
Fifth hour: Free period
Sixth hour: Gym, again.
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Cloud got laid out flat against the ice some blood going onto the ice.
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((Y’all are headed for Cloud so I can’t do much till you’re at Eden Hall.))
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Cloud and his roommate sat in their room talking about the upcoming hockey game.
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Cloud was at yet another hockey practice unaware that all of that was going on.
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Cloud sat with his friends in the dinning hall at dinner.
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Cloud kept up with his studies and his sports.
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Cloud was at hockey practice pushing around quite a few people as that was his job.
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Cloud settled in to his routine at Eden Hall and eventual made a few friends on the hockey team.
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Dakota’s letter read. “Dear Dakota. I know you’re probably mad at me for leaving….But I did it to protect you, Sky and the others. I hope that you can forgive me for this. I know that you were looking foward to more cooking lessons. However my scholarship to play hockey at a place called Eden Hall in Minnesota, started sooner than I thought. So I had to leave. At the bottom of this letter is the address of the school, and my dorm’s number. Feel free to write, visit or call when ever. But please don’t tell the others about this even if they have read the letter in the Kitchen. With hope, Cloud.”