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Mituna watched the girl, a confused look on his face. "Uh. Okay. Sorry." He spoke, biting his lip. "I'll help clean it up." He hurried to grab some napkins, attempting to wipe uo the mess. But he felt like he was making it worse. So he stopped. "I guess the janitor can clean it. Sorry." He repeated, looking back to the girl and smiling a little.

He held out his hand. "I'm Mituna. Captor. I hate that we met like this but it's better than not meeting at all, I guess."

Mituna Captor had a lot of things wrong with him. From brain damage, to severe asthma. So obviously, it was hard to get around such a large school. And with that, he wasn’t allowed to participate in physical education. Which wasn’t a total loss, especially since he...

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"I just board in my free time. I'm no pro at it. I haven't even learned how to prperly grind yet. Board grinding, I mean. Not like... That other shit." Mituna snorted a laugh. "And I wouldn't mind leading you to your dorm. I know this place somewhat. I don't mind helping out."

He shrugged. "I'm probably not a guy you wanna be seen with, though. Such a rad girl and some dorky guy."

The redhead shouldered her bag, popping another sucker in her mouth (lemon flavored this time) and hobbled her way through the doors. It was just her bad luck that she had to sprain her ankle the few days before she was supposed to return to school. Oh well, Latula guessed it was a risk she took…

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Mituna blinked. "Boarding? Wait, you mean /skateboarding/?" He grinned, bouncing on his heels a little. "I skateboard too! But I'm not too good at it." He growled quietly. "The fucking thing always slips from under me." He rolled his bi-colored eyes behind his bangs,

The Captor shifted his footing a bit. "You should open a club. I'd join! And yeah, sounds fun." He bit his lip. "Do you, uh, need help getting somewhere?" He asked, looking at the clock on the wall for the time. "I can walk you wherever, as long as it's not upstairs. I can walk you /to/ the stairs, though." Geez. Such a dork.

The redhead shouldered her bag, popping another sucker in her mouth (lemon flavored this time) and hobbled her way through the doors. It was just her bad luck that she had to sprain her ankle the few days before she was supposed to return to school. Oh well, Latula guessed it was a risk she took…

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First Impression

Mituna Captor had a lot of things wrong with him. From brain damage, to severe asthma. So obviously, it was hard to get around such a large school. And with that, he wasn’t allowed to participate in physical education. Which wasn’t a total loss, especially since he can spend that class time in the library drawing and doodling.

He was actually new to the school. This senior year was the only year he has attended, and is still attending. So far, it’s been alright. He hasn’t really met with anyone, since it’s only a month into the year.

Mituna was just leaving his fourth-period class, and heading to lunch. He hated the school food, so he was just carrying a brown paper bag with a sandwich in it. Nothing big and special. He lost a lot of his appetite after his accident.

The Captor look down at his shoes as he walked, his thick black bangs of hair hiding his bi-colored eyes. One brown, almost red, the other blue.

He pushed open the door to the outside picnic tables, heading towards the table that was next to a beautiful weeping willow tree. He loved the sight. So that was his favorite spot. The boy took out his phone, and was looking through his messages from his old friends, that were back at his old school.

Of course, he wasn’t watching where he was going as he was texting, and bumped right into a student, he frowned and looked up. “Excuse me.” He huffed, with a very audible lisp.

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Mituna gulped a little, his face turning a little red. "Sorry." He muttered quickly with a noticeable lisp, taking a step back and smoothing out his uniform. When she spoke, he raised an eyebrow, his lips lifting into a smile apon his round face. Wow.

"I'm Mituna. The guy.. That almost bumped into you." He showed her the screen of the 3DS. "New Leaf." He chuckled quietly to himself, before shoving the console into his pocket. "Nice meeting you. There's not a lot of people around who like games like I do." He shrugged.

The redhead shouldered her bag, popping another sucker in her mouth (lemon flavored this time) and hobbled her way through the doors. It was just her bad luck that she had to sprain her ankle the few days before she was supposed to return to school. Oh well, Latula guessed it was a risk she took…

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Cornered

Mituna really enjoyed this school. It was nice, calming, no much stress going on. Yeah, there were few people who could really drive him crazy, but overall, it was all nice. For some reason, he didn’t have as much work as many other students. But not that he was complaining. It was somewhat nice to be able to actually have a break from the pressure of schools that don’t offer such kindness as Alternia Academy.

But, you know, there were bullies, that he complained about, and so here he was, pressed up against the wall in the men’s bathroom, biting his lip as a few tall males stood over him. One reached and gripped his shirt, making the Captore growl.

“You better let me go… Or I swear…”

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Mituna was having a nice time getting around school. Avoiding stairs, bullies, running, and other hard physical activities. Like said, because of his conditions, people mistaken him as a two-year-old spaz that falls over if you blow on him. But he wasn't some stupid tumbleweed. He clearly could get around school just fine this year.

The boy had adjusted to his schedule, and right now, was lunch time. SO he whipped out his 3DS, and began working his fingers over the buttons as he walked, not really paying attention to what he was doing, and sticking his tongue out with concentration. Wit all that happening, he nearly an into  girl, stopping right in front of her, a few inches away,

The redhead shouldered her bag, popping another sucker in her mouth (lemon flavored this time) and hobbled her way through the doors. It was just her bad luck that she had to sprain her ankle the few days before she was supposed to return to school. Oh well, Latula guessed it was a risk she took...

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((Sorry! Back from a quick hiatus.

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Mituna's cheeks tinted a very faint pink as the contact of her hands came to his face. His eyes flickered around briefly, to see if anyone was staring. "Uhm. Thanks?"

He blinked, his light colored cheeks quickly fading. "Mituna. Captor. What's yours?" He lisped out, biting his lip after he spoke.

If only she actually saw him. She only got a feel of his face, which didn't show his 'stupid' bi-colored eyes, or his childish freckles. Or at least that's what he thought of it all.

  Hmm, this student didn’t sound familiar. Well, this was a chance to meet someone knew! She laughed quietly before getting closer to the new person- minding his personal space, hopefully.

"Saaaaaaaay.. I don’t think I’ve heard you around before! Who are you? What do you do?" She asked with a grin, revealing her teal braces. 

"Can I touch your face? I mean there’s always the option of licking but people seem not to like that." She laughed. "I don’t know why, it’s just a tongue!"

She leaned heavily on her cool-ass dragon cane as she looked roughly in the direction of the other student- though she was probably looking over his shoulder or head or at his neck.

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Mituna gave a really confused look. But he figured it was a blind thing. "Uh. Sure, I guess? Just don't hurt me.." Yeah. The lick thing was weird.. So he made sure she stuck to hands for now. "I guess it's because you can't see what I look like?"

He was interested. Being blind isn't easy, and he knew she had to have a hard time around crowds. So yeah, she was on top of the list of "Badass girls" at thos school.

Terezi whacked her cane against the wall- weird, she could have sworn that corner wasn’t there earlier- as she made her way down the hallways. She was attempting to find- well, she was attempting to find nothing, actually. She was just exploring. But she may or may not have gotten lost at some…

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Mituna glanced around as they walked, his breath calming down only slightly. So he was still gasping for air. “I-I.. I’m sorry..” He spoke quietly as he looked at Karkat, a lisp audible. “I just can’t… Run that much..” He frowned looking ahead to the nurse’s office.

He hated that Karkat had to guide him around. But he was thankful. Because not everyone has the wits to stand up lie that. “Karkat, right?” He asked. He just wanted to make sure. “I’m Mituna..” He offered a smile, assuming the other didn’t really know of him.

As he walked into the office, he took a seat, and began telling the nurse about his asthma, which she already knew about. She handed the Captor his inhaler, which he took a breath of, then took a drink.

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Mituna felt like he was literally about to pass out, then a hand pat his back. He looked up at the kid, Karkat, right? He's seen the guy around. But he didn't know him. Why was he trying to help Mituna out?

The Captor struggled to catch his breath, before standing straight. He was surprised when the other boy yelled, and furrowed his eyebrows as they started walking, looking to the other. "Where are we going?" He asked.

He looked around the halls, feeling nauseous. It was a terrible feeling. Having to struggle to breathe. If only he was fucking healthy.

Mituna just finished with fourth period, and his next period was P.E., which of course, he didn’t participate in with asthma and such. But he was walking there to hang out, and watch to see what they would be doing. He sat in a space of one of the bleachers in the...

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Hard Time

Mituna just finished with fourth period, and his next period was P.E., which of course, he didn't participate in with asthma and such. But he was walking there to hang out, and watch to see what they would be doing. He sat in a space of one of the bleachers in the gym, setting his backpack aside and watching everyone huddle to the teacher, which happened to b a substitute.

  He saw the woman, who seemed to be older, look at Mituna, and motion for him to come over. So he did, standing and slowly making his way to the teacher.

  "What do you think you're doing? This isn't rest-time, son. You need to participate with the whole class." She spoke.

  Mituna frowned. What? No... He can't do P.E. He'll pass out if he runs five feet. Okay, maybe not five feet, but his asthma was terribly bad. The boy looked at the students circled around them, seeing weird expressions. He turned back to the teacher, and opened his mouth to speak.

"I.. Uh.. I'm not supposed to do that." He said.

  The teacher frowned. "You're no different than anyone else! give me ten laps around the gym in ten minutes! Or it's detention!" She shouted, making Mituna wince.

  No. He couldn't do that. But the teacher was so threatening. So the Captor just slightly nodded and began to jog, in his uniform, around the large, full-sized gym. Within one lap, he was panting pretty heavily, his eyes half-lidded as he started to slow down. Then he heard the woman shouting him to run, so he tried his hardest to go faster.

  By the second lap, he looked at the students, watching them play a game of basketball. Mituna was breathing very heavy now, and stopped, bending over and placing his hands on his knees, wheezing from exhaustion. He was sweating, his chest heaving for breath. That was only two laps..

He looked up to see the substitute walking angrily over to himself.

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Mituna was walking to lunch, a sketchbook in hand as he made his way through the halls. Ugh. This place was huge. And not enjoyable. It made him nervous, but angry at the same time. School was bullshit. Along with everything, and everyone with it.

As he was walking, heavy stepping through the halls, he about tripped when some stick smacked against his leg. Weird. He turned to see a girl, his eyes widened a little at the sight of her eyes. Damn, that's creepy. But from the stick, and her clouded eyes... She was blind!

"Oh.. Uhm. It's cool." He muttered, crossing his arms as he faced her.

Terezi whacked her cane against the wall- weird, she could have sworn that corner wasn’t there earlier- as she made her way down the hallways. She was attempting to find- well, she was attempting to find nothing, actually. She was just exploring. But she may or may not have gotten lost at some...