Wipe your eyes

[lucas prince]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,370,true][atrb=style,border: 5px double acacac;][bg=#dbdbdb][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,5,true][atrb=valign,top,true] [STYLE=letter-spacing: 5px;background: #A2A2A2; color: dbdbdb; font-size: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; width: 346px;]You'll never hear this song[/style][STYLE=letter-spacing: 0px; ; font-weight: bold; background: #D1D1D1; color:8b8b8b; text-transform: uppercase; width: 346px;]You'll never see the movie in my head[/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 1px; border: 5px double acacac;][/style][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 2px; border: 5px double acacac;][/style][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; margin-left: 2px; border: 5px double acacac;][/style] [STYLE=background: #D1D1D1; color:5d5d5d; float: center: 125px; width: 305px; padding:20px;height:250px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical;overflow-y: auto;]Never had Lucas met someone so terrible at sports. With a gentle frown, the retired soldier watched the sad sight before him. Was this really a boy? Not that he was degrading women, but he highly doubted any teenage boy - pumped with hormones and the like - was this pathetic! Sighing, the man lowered the hand with the timer. No point in looking, there was not a chance the whelp would make it. So Lucas stood there, waiting - patiently for the other to make the full circle of the track. [/style]

Credit to Memzard of BTN

[espionage akero]

[rs=2][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; background-color: #f3f1f1;][style=width: 300px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0.5px; padding: 7px;]Why would any good man put Espio through this pain? Every limb of his body burned. Every muscle felt like it had been torn in two. His clothes were already soaked through with sweat and the boy wheezed and gasped to get his breath back. Espio hadn't even made it halfway around the track. This was only lap one. Was the teacher going to make him do more? What had Espio done to deserve this? This was no detention! Detention was writing lines on the board or doing extra homework. This was hell. This was eternal damnation. This should have been illegal. Espio reached the halfway point and that was as far as he got. His legs gave out, not even caring that his face hit the ground before the rest of his body. There was not an inch of movement. Even if he wanted to move, his muscles resisted. He allowed them to turn to jelly and let out a loud, pained moan, trying to call out to the man who had to be the worst teacher in this school. The worst teacher on this whole damned planet. "I... I need... to go to the hospital..." Espio whimpered, unable to see whether the teacher was coming to help him or not due to the tears in his eyes that blurred his vision. He never wanted to go to school again. [/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 50px; text-align: center; color: #306754; width: 80px; margin-left: 7px;]✾ [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; text-transform: lowercase;]absent friends[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 7px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: bold; margin-top: -110px;]000 many words for you, dear cola.[/style][/style]

[atrb=vAlign,bottom][style=margin: 0 0 -15 5;][style=border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; height: 100.5px; width: 100.5px;][/style][style=margin: -101 0 0 1; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 10px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: URL('http://i48.tinypic.com/eao5l0.jpg');][/style][/style] [style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px;]✲ AMB Tanz[/style]

[lucas prince]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; padding: 5px, bTable][cs=2][style=background-color: #cad7df; height: 40px; padding: 7px; width: 400px; float: right; border-radius: 50px 0 0 50px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; border-radius: 50px 0 0 50px; height: 40px;] [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 22px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; font-weight: 100!important; text-align: center; color: #494949;]  IAMAQUESTIONTOTHEWORLD[/style][style=font-family: courier new; text-align: right; color: #494949; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 4px;]not a answer to be heard[/style][/style][/style]

[style=background-color: #cad7df; padding: 8px; width: 240px; margin-left: 3px; border-radius: 15px 0 0 15px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; padding: 5px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #494949; border-radius: 10px 0 0 10px;][style=font-family: arial narrow; color: #4ecdc4; font-size: 50px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; font-weight: 100!important;]T[/style]his was just sad. The boy was lucky Lucas knew better then to treat him how he did the men in his group idon'tknowthefuckingword back in the military. They had to wear full body uniforms, carry backpacks filled with weights while running through woods, climbing small cliffs - and sometimes if they irritated him, go through a rapid river. The student was lucky time had softened him. Briskly walking over to the boy, he snatched the back of his - drenched.. - shirt and lifted him up with ease. he set the child on his feet, a firm hand on his shoulder. "Do not complain. This is my detention, and your teacher knew this when assigning you to me. You must have really messed up. Wipe your face. I will give you a break - I brought you some water - but we are not done here.'. Keeping that firm hand on the boy's shoulder, he tried to lead him over to where the man had been, where the water was. "You do not need a hospital. You do not suffer from any illnesses - I checked.". With this, he stopped from he space before and snatched up a bottle, handing it to the other. [/style][/style][style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]TEMPLATE BY JOHN OF OTE & BTN[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][style=background-color: #cad7df; padding: 8px; width: 125px; border-radius: 15px 0 0 15px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; padding: 5px; border-radius: 10px 0 0 10px;] [style=opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: 5px;][/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]TAGS[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px; text-transform: lowercase;]espio[/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]WORDS[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px;]whocares[/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]NOTES[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px; text-transform: lowercase;]hurr[/style] [/style][/style]

[espionage akero]

[rs=2][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; background-color: #f3f1f1;][style=width: 300px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0.5px; padding: 7px;]Damn them teachers who do their research before giving detentions. It was like they had lists all of their students' weaknesses and went out of their way to set up detentions that would be the most physically and emotionally scaring for the teenager who was receiving the detention. Espio was pretty sure that he wasn't going to survive this day. Lucas was slowly killing him. Goodbye achievements on the Xbox, farewell high scores on the PC, and godspeed to the Pokemon on his Nintendo. May they receive good owners when their current passes on from this teacher's cruelty. On his feet, Espio grabbed onto Lucas's arm, holding it tightly as he tried to stay standing. But his legs had turned to jell-o and he was just dragging his heels on the ground as he just tried to stay up right. He collapsed almost as soon as Lucas had lead him away to where he had been before. He inhaled the water like no human being should, his grip crushing the bottle between his hands. He didn't speak a word as he drank. Finally, he finished what was in it, dropping the water's container and wiping at his lips with his bare arm. "S-seriously?! There has to be some other way! Any other detention. Mr. Prince, please, you're all being unreasonable... I don't deserve this. I'll write essays, clean your shoes, kiss your ass, if I gotta! But I can't survive this." [/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 50px; text-align: center; color: #306754; width: 80px; margin-left: 7px;]✾ [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; text-transform: lowercase;]absent friends[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 7px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: bold; margin-top: -110px;]000 many words for you, dear cola.[/style][/style]

[atrb=vAlign,bottom][style=margin: 0 0 -15 5;][style=border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; height: 100.5px; width: 100.5px;][/style][style=margin: -101 0 0 1; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 10px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: URL('http://i48.tinypic.com/eao5l0.jpg');][/style][/style] [style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px;]✲ AMB Tanz[/style]

[lucas prince]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; padding: 5px, bTable][cs=2][style=background-color: #cad7df; height: 40px; padding: 7px; width: 400px; float: right; border-radius: 50px 0 0 50px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; border-radius: 50px 0 0 50px; height: 40px;] [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 22px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; font-weight: 100!important; text-align: center; color: #494949;]  IAMAQUESTIONTOTHEWORLD[/style][style=font-family: courier new; text-align: right; color: #494949; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 4px;]not a answer to be heard[/style][/style][/style]

[style=background-color: #cad7df; padding: 8px; width: 240px; margin-left: 3px; border-radius: 15px 0 0 15px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; padding: 5px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #494949; border-radius: 10px 0 0 10px;][style=font-family: arial narrow; color: #4ecdc4; font-size: 50px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; font-weight: 100!important;]N[/style]ow he was growing irritated. He narrowed his eyes at the young boy, slowly shaking his head. Without a pause, he gave a sharp reply in a slightly louder and far harder voice. " I had only planned one more lap, but you have proven yourself to be a disrespectful, as well as sass mouthed child. Your punishment will be drawn out. For the next week you will be spending your mornings here with me.". There was no smirk, smile or laughter. He was completely serious about this. He did not seem amused either by the boy's action. In fact, instead he had narrowed eyes, almost seeming angry. Brave men and women were working themselves to the bone for this country and this boy. He would not let the child waste away the life those soldiers were dying to provide him with. [/style][/style][style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]TEMPLATE BY JOHN OF OTE & BTN[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][style=background-color: #cad7df; padding: 8px; width: 125px; border-radius: 15px 0 0 15px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; padding: 5px; border-radius: 10px 0 0 10px;] [style=opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: 5px;][/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]TAGS[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px; text-transform: lowercase;]espio[/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]WORDS[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px;]whocares[/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]NOTES[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px; text-transform: lowercase;]hurr[/style] [/style][/style]

[espionage akero]

[rs=2][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; background-color: #f3f1f1;][style=width: 300px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0.5px; padding: 7px;]Every single morning for the next week? Espio couldn't wake up early! He hated mornings. He slept right up until fifteen minutes before class started. Then he threw clothes on, grabbed his books and was in class before it began. What, did this guy expect him to wake up at five in the morning or something to come running with him? There was no way Espio could do it. He'd have to go to bed early for that and that was not tolerable. "N-no, Mr. Prince... please, you're being unreasonable. There has to be another way!" the green-haired student pleaded to his elder, his lips quivering with possible fear. Was this teacher yelling at him? He was using a stern, loud voice. But he'd hardly done anything wrong! He was telling the truth! He couldn't run. He wasn't fit enough and never would be. Those were the obvious facts laid out for everyone to see. [/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 50px; text-align: center; color: #306754; width: 80px; margin-left: 7px;]✾ [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; text-transform: lowercase;]absent friends[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 7px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: bold; margin-top: -110px;]000 many words for you, dear cola.[/style][/style]

[atrb=vAlign,bottom][style=margin: 0 0 -15 5;][style=border: 1px #8f8f8f dashed; border-radius: 10px; height: 100.5px; width: 100.5px;][/style][style=margin: -101 0 0 1; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 10px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: URL('http://i48.tinypic.com/eao5l0.jpg');][/style][/style] [style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px;]✲ AMB Tanz[/style]

[lucas prince]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; padding: 5px, bTable][cs=2][style=background-color: #cad7df; height: 40px; padding: 7px; width: 400px; float: right; border-radius: 50px 0 0 50px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; border-radius: 50px 0 0 50px; height: 40px;] [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 22px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; font-weight: 100!important; text-align: center; color: #494949;]  IAMAQUESTIONTOTHEWORLD[/style][style=font-family: courier new; text-align: right; color: #494949; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 4px;]not a answer to be heard[/style][/style][/style]

[style=background-color: #cad7df; padding: 8px; width: 240px; margin-left: 3px; border-radius: 15px 0 0 15px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; padding: 5px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #494949; border-radius: 10px 0 0 10px;][style=font-family: arial narrow; color: #4ecdc4; font-size: 50px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; font-weight: 100!important;]T[/style]he man was staring to grow irritated. Placing a firm hand on the other's shoulder, he gave a strong squeeze before speaking in a low tone. "The more you complain and sass talk me, the more I will punish you. You are only running a simple circle. Keep going and I will have you in the weight room as well. With mister blue.". Scowling, Lucas stared at the boy, keeping the quite..strong grip. He was sure the man knew of his large, strong, terrifying roommate. Well, at least he seemed to be. Sterling really was just a fluffy thing of a man - he was sure Espio didn't know that though.[/style][/style][style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]TEMPLATE BY JOHN OF OTE & BTN[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][style=background-color: #cad7df; padding: 8px; width: 125px; border-radius: 15px 0 0 15px;][style=background-color: #f5f7f9; padding: 5px; border-radius: 10px 0 0 10px;] [style=opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: 5px;][/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]TAGS[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px; text-transform: lowercase;]espio[/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]WORDS[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px;]whocares[/style][style=background-color: #cad7df; color: #4ecdc4; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]NOTES[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #494949; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 3px; margin-bottom: 5px; text-transform: lowercase;]hurr[/style] [/style][/style]