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Alright guys, so Soren is no longer going to be active on this blog. If you want more interaction with him, go check out this blog http://shslelites.tumblr.com/. It is now a multi muse blog for all the mun's muses thus far, makes it simple on my part o3o

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"Nah, I don't care about any stains or anything, I got cups and those bitty spoons from Gloria's. As far as the symbolic stuff goes," Soren raised one finger to pursed lips, nibbling the side of it with thought, "Well I personally don't see an issue with it. I mean you hang out at a friend's home and spend time with each other through a video game or shows or other things." 

His spiked shoulders raised to a shrug, "If you're certain you don't want in, I can just go inside and get the ice cream ready and then bring you out a bowl."

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"A-actually," Though his blush did die down from her words, it still lingered by her closeness, "A-as I said earlier, I am the SHSL Ice Cream Specialist, I have plenty down in my dorm, any flavor you want really," He let out a toothy grin to the girl as their steps continued, "America delicacy right?

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He shook his head, "Nah, I'm good, don't need to help me there. I've got the general idea of everything down and locations I need understood. Right now is just some free time for exploring," The leather clad male leaned against the wall with a toothy grin still bright, a chuckle escaping him, "Who are you exactly?"

+2 want to hear a story

"So that’s what this is huh?" The tall, leather clad male walked in, one hand on his head scratching lightly as he nodded in approval, "Alright, cool. Was just kinda wandering through the school grounds, still new here myself." The red haired, brown tipped student let out a toothy smile towards the other.

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"A-actually," Though his blush did die down from her words, it still lingered by her closeness, "A-as I said earlier, I am the SHSL Ice Cream Specialist, I have plenty down in my dorm, any flavor you want really," He let out a toothy grin to the girl as their steps continued, "America delicacy right?

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"F-friendly date?" He lips pursed in thought over this, his hand sliding down as to nibble on his forefinger. Soren’s eyes trailed back up and over to the girl, only just now noticing her pout. A slight gasp left with this, his bright green gaze growing wide with some alarm, looking only larger from the dark circles beneath, "N-n-no d-d-don’t be all pouty. I-I’m j-just….I-I-I dunno, j-just only think of dates as…y-you know all romantic a-and lovey and shit…" A sigh left him as his finger moved to a slight point towards the other.

"I-if we’re d-doing something like this, it’s only a get together, alright? Not a date."

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"Thanks," The male let out a toothy grin as he sat down in the seat opposite from the girl. As he slid in he started again, "Seriously though thanks, the place is crowded and I-" His bright green eyes widened as he saw the console in her hands. A slight excited gasp left him as his hand moved to his jacket pocket, his fingers lightly placing themselves against his own 3DS's container.

"W-what'cha playing?" The red head said, trying to contain some excitement though failing.

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Near all the seats were filled, but soon his gaze set upon a table with only one person sitting at it, After slight thought, the other was recognized as a fellow student at the academy, one who the red head wasn’t familiar with. His steps lead him near and a pale hand moved forward, lightly tapping the other student’s shoulder, “Hey, you mind if I sit here with you?”

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"So that's what this is huh?" The tall, leather clad male walked in, one hand on his head scratching lightly as he nodded in approval, "Alright, cool. Was just kinda wandering through the school grounds, still new here myself." The red haired, brown tipped student let out a toothy smile towards the other.

+2 want to hear a story

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"Welcome to the famous class of yearbook, how can I help you?" Nico’s head inclined toward the door, where a new person seemed to make their way into the class. The girl chuckled and placed the papers she filed down on the desk with a loud ‘thud’, waiting for a response as she swayed back and forth on her heels.

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"F-friendly date?" He lips pursed in thought over this, his hand sliding down as to nibble on his forefinger. Soren's eyes trailed back up and over to the girl, only just now noticing her pout. A slight gasp left with this, his bright green gaze growing wide with some alarm, looking only larger from the dark circles beneath, "N-n-no d-d-don't be all pouty. I-I'm j-just....I-I-I dunno, j-just only think of dates as...y-you know all romantic a-and lovey and shit..." A sigh left him as his finger moved to a slight point towards the other.

"I-if we're d-doing something like this, it's only a get together, alright? Not a date."

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"W-w-wait I-I-I, s-s-shouldn’t we just g-get to know eachother o-on a f-friend basis first? B-before anything l-like that," One of Soren’s hands reached behind his head and rubbed his neck gently his arm up as to hide his reddening face as he looked to the side, "S-s-shouldn’t w-w-we like w-wait for something l-like that? I-I-I mean ice cream I-is no issue, j-just as a… as a date a-already?"

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Fiona and Lola crossed their arms with looks of concerns. "We are here for you, brother." (ZSJFSFKSAFJKLKL)

Bright green eyes looked to the towards the ground, one of the male’s hands moving to and rubbing the back of his neck, “T-thanks you two…” He took in a deep breath, it shaking slightly as he exhaled, “I’m just…just really worried about momma y’know? I never did tell you what’s going on with her did I...?”

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Send me "i'm here for you" and my muse will tell yours a worry of theirs, a fear, or a confession they've been meaning to get off their chest.

Hooray for emotional breakdowns! 

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"W-w-wait I-I-I, s-s-shouldn't we just g-get to know eachother o-on a f-friend basis first? B-before anything l-like that," One of Soren's hands reached behind his head and rubbed his neck gently his arm up as to hide his reddening face as he looked to the side, "S-s-shouldn't w-w-we like w-wait for something l-like that? I-I-I mean ice cream I-is no issue, j-just as a... as a date a-already?"

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"and I-I j-just don’t know I-I-I-I-I m-mean I" A loud frustrated growl left him as his hand trailed down his face to cover his mouth and move to an ever failing attempt to cover the blush, "Ord, ord, Soren, kommer på, gør dem!"

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"W-w-wait," His danish accent grew much thicker now that he was flustered, "I-I-I..." Soren's face lit up to an even deeper red, spreading to near his neck, "I-I-Isn't this r-r-rather fast, I-i'd p-p-prefer t-to get to know you f-first." His free palm went up and met his forehead as a slight self punishment for the stutter, "Y-you s-should probably g-get a b-better idea of me first as well." 

His eyes opened wider for a moment, "N-not s-saying anything to bring hopes down o-or anything, I-i just would prefer you to make sure. W-would want you to know me first, get to f-figure somethings out b-before tying yourself to me as I to you. N-not saying I don't enjoy your company, y-you're fantastic so far b-but but I...w-we just met w-we gotta figure some things out, g-get t-to know each other and details and and and d-don't w-want to be a l-let down, and and"

"and I-I j-just don't know I-I-I-I-I m-mean I" A loud frustrated growl left him as his hand trailed down his face to cover his mouth and move to an ever failing attempt to cover the blush, "Ord, ord, Soren, kommer på, gør dem!"

(shslperformingartist starter)

A hand raised as to cover his mouth as he cleared his throat, whispering lightly, “P-pokkers d-du fik mig stammen.” His hand rased up and his fingers ran back through his hair, “I-i-i d-don’t, GAH!” He let out the frustrated noise then took in a deep breath, “N-no I don’t.”

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He nodded his head slightly as they walked, "Thanks I try to be a nice uy, people tend to misin-" A sudden realization on the second half of the girl's sentence and her question. His steps continued but his torso froze with shock, a pink beginning to form across his face quickly, "W-w-wait y-y-you th-think I" 

A hand raised as to cover his mouth as he cleared his throat, whispering lightly, "P-pokkers d-du fik mig stammen." His hand rased up and his fingers ran back through his hair, "I-i-i d-don't, GAH!" He le tout the frustrated noise then took in a deep breath, "N-no I don't."

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At the sudden offer, Ayame could feel her heart beat a bit faster than before. Was she falling in love with him just because he offered to pay for her over due books? It was quite silly but it seemed to be relevant to the situation at hand.

"You know Soren, you’re a really nice guy and you’re handsome too! You got a girlfriend?" She blushed slightly at her blunt question, walking close by to him and straight out the door.

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His eyes widened slightly as a brief chuckle left, "Whoa, definitely should get those in then." The bright green gaze met the girl's, "Here how about this. If you're all worried about any fines, i'll pay them off. Would be terrible if a new friend got in trouble over books." His sweet smile spread further as his head moved slightly, gesturing to the door, "Come on, let's go."

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Soren gave the girl another tighter hug before loosening from the embrace and rising up from his one knee. He let out a sweet, toothy smile, “Then let’s go get some!” The male said enthusiastically, “Down out my dorm alright?” His brow shot up briefly as a realization came as well as a point, “Though we should stop by the library, need to drop off those books right?”

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Soren gave the girl another tighter hug before loosening from the embrace and rising up from his one knee. He let out a sweet, toothy smile, "Then let's go get some!" The male said enthusiastically, "Down out my dorm alright?" His brow shot up briefly as a realization came as well as a point, "Though we should stop by the library, need to drop off those books right?"

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The red head let out a slight laugh, his cheeks a slight pink simply due to the other’s closeness, “Watch the spikes Velvet,” He playfully cautioned, “And yah, I can go and get that for you. Shall we head on over to get some?”

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A slight chuckle escaped from the leather cad as the other furthered the joke of the door. A pale hand glided up behind, rubbing slightly as fingers interlacing between the red hair of the back of his head, "Hey Souffle, firstly nothing wrong with being unusual, far better than being usual." A toothy grin spread, "The name's Soren Nozaki, i'm the Super High School Level Ice Cream Specialist, founder and owner of Gloria's Ice Cream."

He pursed his lips in thought for a moment and brought a finger up, "Logan...sounds Scottish, but you're probably from America right? Wouldn't exactly know about the shop though considering it's only in Japan and seasonally in Denmark."

Souffle (superduperhighschoolwriter starter)

"Er souffle?" Logan’s face turned into a frown at the odd nickname, though it probably felt fitting in his eyes. he ran a gand against his hat, thinking that was what triggered the nickname and glared at the door. "Evil Vile doors. It’s surprisingly common to smack right into them, or to collide with someone because they hid the truth behind their wooden guiles."

Coughing and laughing slightly. “Sorry, I was working on a story so I’m thinking of things a bit tangentially. My name’s Logan, Super High School Level Writer, so my apologies for being a bit unusual.” Logan moved through the door, turning and leaning on the frame with a curious noise. “… Yours?”

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The red head let out a slight laugh, his cheeks a slight pink simply due to the other's closeness, "Watch the spikes Velvet," He playfully cautioned, "And yah, I can go and get that for you. Shall we head on over to get some?"

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"Err…" He moved an arm down and pulled the girl into a hug. His body was a welcoming warm to the touch and his hold gentle yet tight. Soon though he parted, looking directly into the other’s eyes, "But yah, let’s go get some, helps everything at least some and right now Red Velvet, the choice is all yours on flavor."

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Leather boots hit softly against the ground from the casual steps of the red haired student, his hands behind his head and elbows high as he walked with no goal in particular. His bright green eyes looked across the  scenery that the surrounding the school and the town around it. Though it was not incredibly cold, a few large puffs of white fell from the sky, bringing a white coat to the area he nonchalantly explored, a small smile spreading as a slight resemblance of Gilleleje. 

Soon his eyebrow perked with interest as he spotted a cafe across the street from his current location. His spiked shoulders lifted to a shrug, as he guided himself across the road and pushed the door open. A ringing of a bell was let out and a worker of brown hair at a near by counter looked to him, "Can I get you something sweetie." She had a pen already to notebook in wait.

The student lifted a single finger to a point as the entrance to the cafe glided shut behind him. He examined the girl briefly as to think of a title, then spoke, "Just some Hot Chocolate if you've got it Cinnamon," He let out a toothy grin towards her and began to walk away, only to pivot and look towards the worker again, "Oh with extra marshmallows if you can." With a nod and the writing instrument moving across the note pad, the leather clad male walked away. The building had a large crows today, which the student assumed as just a nearing holiday treat for the near area. 

Near all the seats were filled, but soon his gaze set upon a table with only one person sitting at it, After slight thought, the other was recognized as a fellow student at the academy, one who the red head wasn't familiar with. His steps lead him near and a pale hand moved forward, lightly tapping the other student's shoulder, "Hey, you mind if I sit here with you?"