#;noriko

[zephyr-ocs]

I got into a new series which means it's time to post a new OC! this is Noriko (pre and post timeskip versions) she's part of Squad 7 and a little too eager to get into fights, but she means well, honest!

[cruthaich--archive-blog]

"SENSEI! HERE'S A SHOT TO YOU AND YOUR WONDERFUL TEACHING. I JUST CAN'T SEEM TO GET MY SHIT TOGETHER!" [Hatori to Noriko]

"THEN HERE'S A SHOT FOR YOU NOT BEING ABLE TO GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER! CHEERS!" She quickly down the small cocktail and hit the glass down. "And by the way! It's Noriko-sensei! Sensei alone sounds old..."

[cruthaich--archive-blog]

Missed Introductions

oniichan-lets-rp

Ah, how annoying! The effects of the night before were still affecting the young woman. Her class register under her arm, bag dangling from her shoulder which held everything she would need for todays class including some painkillers for later on. Fingers ran through red locks before she paused infront of the classroom door. She had to pull herself together! There was no way she could walk in here and give off such a negative impression. Hands were raised to slap against her cheeks before giving herself an enthusiastic little boost to bring out a smile. Her first class of the year...she could do it!

"Good morning, everyone." The image of grace presented as she made her way inside. The door closed behind her, she made her way over to the desk set out for her as the room fell silent. Everything placed down before she rested her hands on either side of the folder and leaned forward eagerly. "I'll be your teacher this year, Momoe Noriko. Let's have a good one, alright?"

[humiles-corde-blog]

-Battered and Bruised-

ikxtou:

"W-What!? Really!? Tell me where you are, I might be close!"

“Ｉ＇ｍ  ｓｉｔｔｉｎｇ  ｏｕｔ  ｆｒｏｎｔ  ｔｈｅ  Ｓｔａｒｂｕｃｋｓ  ｏｎ  ｓｉｘｔｈ  ｓｔｒｅｅｔ．”

She wouldn't dare mention the extent of her situations, he'd be sure to find out if he came. A fractured arm, busted lip, and a cut on her left cheek, man was this fun. She could taste the crimson substance in her mouth and it was bitter. It made her want to throw up but the only thing that would possibly come up was bile; nothing more.

[humiles-corde-blog]

+3

beyondthewallsofsleep

ne-tetigeritis

quamvisnexa

     Wow, that kind of look like it had hurt a bit. Ocean colored optics to gaze at the stranger before turning herself to face them, frowning a little.

           ::ａｒｅ ｙｏｕ ａｌｒｉｇｈｔ?::

[humiles-corde-blog]

:.A Little Bit Of Dress Play.:

     And here she stood, in the room alone with the other. She literally had just gotten done overtime at the cafe she worked for. The uniform? A maid's outfit. It had been late and she didn't wanna walk all the way home in the night by herself so she went to Seiji's... in her uniform. Let's face the facts, Noriko wasn't exactly an innocent thinker. She'd often have to snap herself back from her. . . estranged thoughts.

          ::ｉ-ｉ ｒｅａｌｌｙ ｗｏｕｌｄｎ'ｔ...ｅｖｅｒ.::

[humiles-corde-blog]

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From this.

Blue optics to meet his with a tint of red upon her alabaster skin before taking a step or two closer, her tiny arms to reach around his form, locking behind him. Hugging the male somewhat tightly, her cheek to rest against his chest. Hearing his heartbeat within his form gave her a sense of safety and a calming effect to rush through her.