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『WEATHER』 CLEAR SKIES 60°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/19/2013 - 12:10AM ✖『DAY』 04​

As she moved closer and closer to the truck, the anxiety and nervousness she had felt when getting off grew. This was bad. Really bad. Her feet stopped and she turned around to face the other's, specifically Bryan. Slowly, she shook her head back and forth. The laughter of the conductor and workers continued off to the side and David revved up his truck, leaning out of his window. He had a friendly face, but cold, dark eyes.

❝What're you waiting for? Let's go! It's late and I'm tirrrrrred.❞

He had clearly been drinking, though he didn't seem ... enormously drunk. Noëlle took a step back towards their group with a nervous frown. The cold bit at her ankles and cheeks.

Erik stepped forward and passed her, and she twisted around to watch him. Her stomach turned. Something was wrong ...

❝David right? My name is Erik and as nice of an offer as it was for you to volunteer to drive us to Fortissimo, I think we're going to have to decline. We can manage our own way back from here, thanks. We've just had too many strange occurances in the last couple days and would rather play it safe, ya' hear? So yeah, thanks but no thanks.❞

She could barely hear Erik over the sound of the truck, let alone the messy reply that followed.

❝You mean to tell me ... Hah! I came all of the way out here for NOTHIN'? Load of ... Well, alright, whatever. Thanks a lot, Frank!❞

David shouted back towards the conductor, who stopped his chatting to gaze towards them. David started driving away, muttering something and Noëlle felt a bit relieved ... That was, until she took a step towards Erik to thank him, and Frank -- the conductor -- interjected.

❝What was that all about? I try to do you a favor and ... !❞ She wasn't sure why he was so angry, but her fingers were shaking. She stared wide eyed at Erik. ❝Favors are difficult to come by, from us Bentley residents. Kindness is difficult to come by. What are you expectin' to do now? You're all basically kids, I can't just LEAVE YOU HERE, but I gotta get home before six. Cane TOLD me you guys were selfish lot but we still helped you out ... ! Patrick, Cane and I ... We're gonna be getting enough of an earful from upstairs ...!❞ His green eyes pierced Erik's. His face was flushed. The workers from before shuffled back into the train with worried expressions on their faces.

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『WEATHER』 CLEAR SKIES 60°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/19/2013 - 12:10AM ✖『DAY』 04​

When Noëlle left the bathroom, tossed the water and headed back to the cabin, Elisa was there. Not in the mood to really bother with her -- or Bryan, at that particular point, she entered the cabin, grabbed her stuff and left again. She had made up her mind, but it still kind of bugged her. The wound was new and tender, and she didn't really have the patience to confront that. She wanted to sleep and start over. Wake up a new person, with a new vigor. She was tired of being sad.

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❝Time to go, kids!❞

Noëlle stirred at the enthusiastic voice of their conductor. Was he supposed to be back here? Where were they? Ack, she felt so disoriented! Her eyes fluttered open and then she winced, closing them again. Bright lamps from outside blasted the train with yellow light. Her throat vibrated with a groan, and she twisted herself further into the seat cushions.

❝The closest we were able to get you kids to Candlewood was Lightbrook. My cousin, David, offered to come pick you lot up in his truck and he's not the most patient. Should get you there alright, though. He can drop you off at Fortissmo, and you can have your parents pick you up. Buses aren't runnin' this late, after all ...❞

He trailed off, staring at her for a moment and then at whoever else was visible, and then shrugging and opening the doors to the car they were in.

Noëlle swung her bag over her shoulder and stood up, peeking over the rising figures of people to make sure Bryan was okay and exiting the train, too, before stepping off into the cool night air. Her eyes were heavy, and she felt exhausted. Getting in the car with this ... David guy didn't seem like the safest thing, but ... What could he do? There were so many of them. Though, she would rather her family pick her up. She missed her phone. Her parents were probably so worried ... She wondered about the others, too. The groups they had left behind.

Her arms folded over her chest to warm herself, and the roaring of an engine caught her attention and she walked towards the dirt brown jeep that they were all apparently to pile into. So much traveling ...

The conductor and a group of workers from the train got off, talking with each other and laughing. He motioned towards their group and broke out into louder roar. Her eyebrows furrowed. Was she being paranoid or what? Hmm...

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『WEATHER』 PARTLY CLOUDY 62°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/18/2013 - 11:51AM ✖『DAY』 04​

Wow, she was nervous. This didn't exactly feel right, after all. She had placed the bottles of water in the sink of the small bathroom, changed her tear-stained shirt to a darker one, and placed the shimmering vial of Cupid's Brew up near the sink stopper.

Honestly ... Man, she really needed to make up her mind.

She wanted to, she really did. There was no doubt in her mind that Bryan wouldn't think of her the way she wanted him to, without it (even if she assumed it would be temporary). But ... Maybe it was better that way. How far could they really get, anyway? It was always sort of hopeless, wasn't it?

Her fingers curled against the edge of the sink and tears threatened to fall, but she managed to stop them before they did. Some kind of terrible aching started up in her chest in place of the crying, and she breathed out. Her chin lifted and she stared at herself in the mirror.

❝Get yourself together.❞ She muttered, narrowing her eyes into a glare. Ugh, she was so gross right now. Puffy faced and desperate. A complete loser. Why did it have to be Bryan? Why couldn't she just ... It was so frustrating! Infuriating! It was so ... wrong.

Her head dropped and she breathed in, exasperated. Without giving herself time to think about it, she took the vial, popped it open and dumped it into the sink. The light pink liquid turned blood red when it made contact with the water droplets on the bottles, before disappearing down the drain. A few minutes later, some kind of glittery dust shot out in a puff and she coughed, stepping back and covering her mouth just in case.

What the hell was that?

...

Well, regardless, it was gone now.

Gone, gone, gone. Gone.

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『WEATHER』 PARTLY CLOUDY 62°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/18/2013 - 11:31AM ✖『DAY』 04​

It felt nice, having finally told someone what happened. Her heart felt heavy, but her shoulders felt a bit lighter now. Just a bit. The tears came in waves, stopping and flowing again, making her clutch Bryan's chest tighter and pull her legs up onto the cushion of the cabin seat. He told her to keep it a secret. It had been something she was very ... conflicted about, and it felt good to hear him say it -- no matter how awful it sort of was. A secret between them. Maybe someday, with his support, she would confess to it, for Alice's sake ... No, for everyone who had perished.

She wasn't sure if she would stop smoking entirely, but the thought of a cigarette any time soon made her feel nauseous. If only she had listened to Bryan ...

Honestly, she was getting a little bit annoyed with herself. So much self-pity. So much crying, gah! Summer wasn't supposed to be like this ... Her birthday, too ... She almost looked forward to school starting in the fall. Her fingers longed for the strings of harp, and the smooth keys of a piano. Those things could be found at home, but there was something about Fortissimo.

The sound of a food cart (she assumed) alerted her attention and she pulled herself reluctantly away from Bryan, sniffling and smiling just a bit.

❝Thank you,❞ her voice sounded nasally and groggy. ❝I'll be back, I want to see if there's a bathroom.❞ She sniffled for emphasis, knowing her puffy face needed some serious cleaning up.

Her fingers twisted at the lock, and she almost stepped out when something occurred to her.

Cupid's Brew lay snug in her bag. Her and Bryan were alone, in the cabin of the train. The food cart just passed. They had some major time before they were home.

Something was definitely wrong with her, for thinking of this so soon. Was she really not satisfied by their embrace? Could she really not just wait?

... She'd let fate decide. Her heart needed healing and the image of that doctor was fresh in her head. She hadn't told Bryan about that yet, and maybe she didn't have to. Maybe he could make her forget how helpless he had made her feel, another way.

Back tracking, she bent down over her bag, grabbing a shirt and wrapping it around the bottle. Her legs stretched as she stood and rolled her shoulders.

❝My shirt is kind of ... Ick, now, too.❞ One last thing. ❝You don't have to stay. Richie really did want to talk to you.❞

She shrugged with a smile and left the area, her heart thumping loudly against her chest and her head spinning. Quickly, she started to walk down the aisle, looking for the bathroom. When she didn't find it, she asked a woman stocking blankets and was told it was in the second car of the train. The woman was thanked, and Noelle was off, obtaining two bottles of water from the food cart on her way.

There. If Bryan stayed, then maybe she would try this aphrodisiac or whatever out. I not, then it wasn't meant to be -- and she'd be okay. Maybe she'd try and move on ...

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This order is ... weird. Is this really in a particular order? Does the site not give any information on what it's based on?

Either way ... As much as I enjoyed the Daily Lives of High School Boys (seriously, it's pretty hilarious imo), I'm not sure why it would take number one.

Honestly, I'm kind of pleased to see some of that stuff rather high on the list (Tari Tari, for instance, was a really heart-warming piece that not very many people seemed to give a chance), but besides that it's pretty whack, yo, and I'm not taking it very seriously. ​

『WEATHER』 FOGGY 53°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/18/2013 - 11:26AM ✖『DAY』 04​

This wasn't the easiest thing to talk about, and bringing it up seemed nearly impossible now that he was right in front of her. There was so much she wanted to say, but ... She wasn't sure how to begin with any of it. The fire, how she had felt abandoned with him switching rooms that night, the loneliness of the ferry, and that strange doctor ... Then there were some deeper things, like how she had been feeling about him for years.

No, that would have to wait for about another lifetime.

Noelle had no kind of ... Incest fetish. It was no kind of sexual fascination -- or phase of curiosity (well, she did want him, but it wasn't because he was her brother). She wasn't sure how she would view a friend or another family member if they partook in such a thing, or if it would disgust her, and if she were honest, she genuinely didn't understand why it was so taboo.

It was normal for little girls to admire their big brothers, right? Especially when they were as charismatic and affectionate as Bryan was. Things hadn't always been sunshine and sparkles between them, but Bryan was always there for her. When they were younger, he was her best friend as well as a grade A Playmate, and when they got older, the admiration just ... Never faded. Miraculously, they never entered that bratty puberty spawned sibling hatred, and pretty soon -- with no close friends of her own -- Bryan had consumed her thoughts completely.

She couldn't imagine being without him some day. The thought of him being married with children, away from her, made her blood boil.

There had been a time when she had really tried to get close to people. Failure after failure had driven her deeper into her acknowledged brother-complex and now .... Well, now anyone else was just a distraction. She wanted him to love her. She wanted him to need her, to crave her, to hold and kiss and touch her -- the thought of him really loving her drove her nuts! Maybe it could have been anybody, if the circumstances were different, but it wasn't. It hadn't been. Noelle knew who she wanted.

Terrible thing was he might never know. Not unless she sucked it up and tried out that love elixir she had purchased. She knew it wouldn't work as it was meant to, but even if it was just an aphrodisiac, seeing him squirm and watching his face flush in just that one instance -- warm, green eyes on her -- that would be enough. It would be even better if he took her in that moment, like an animal--.

Her cheeks went red. That wasn't very appropriate. She closed her eyes. Before any of that, she needed to talk about this ... Incident.

❝Mm ... Well,❞ she began, softly. The train rumbled around them and she mentally thanked it, as it would hopefully drown her fragile voice out to any eavesdroppers. ❝The other night, during the scavenger hunt, I ... Well, Alice got sick. I offered to take her back to the camp circle and ...❞

Man, this was hard! Her eyes were already burning with tears as guilt overwhelmed her and panic swelled.

❝I took us to a clearing, to have a smoke ... I dropped the match I was using and ... Everyone went up in flames s-so quickly ...! I hadn't meant to, I swear. I just. ...I went to go tell Alice we had to go, but there was a bear and I ended up running and the fire ...❞ She was shaking, and all somewhat perverse thoughts of before we're wiped clean from her mind. Alice never came back. Alice was dead, she finally concluded.It was her fault. The poor girl had been so terrified, and instead of making it better like she tried to she killed her.

❝I don't know what to do, now. I'm scared of everyone finding out. I'm scared of everyone blaming me. I'm scared of confronting Alice's family, and I -- I'm really afraid of what you'll think. I've been feeling so distant from you lately and I wanted to tell you the night it happened but we didn't share a room. I ju-just don't know what to do." She lifted her eyes and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. "I need help ... Please don't hate me, please. I know it's my fault I just ...❞

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『WEATHER』 FOGGY 53°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/18/2013 - 11:17AM ✖『DAY』 04​

She was about to give up and just find a seat on her own when she spotted Bryan making his way breathlessly down the hall.

❝Sorry, got caught up at the clinic. Looks like Maria is gonna be alright! I didn't know you were friends with Richie -- he was in my cabin, y'know.❞

Her lips formed a frown. Richie was sweet, but ... well, maybe a little too sweet, when referring to Bryan. It was most likely her imagination, though. She tended to exaggerate such things when her brother was around.

❝He says hi, and would like to talk to you, soon,❞ she murmured, lowly. The sound of the horn blared again somewhere ahead of them and she smiled. ❝Will you sit with me? You can leave later, if you'd like, but I think we should talk while we can.❞

It was a little less comfortable talking to Bryan than it usually was but maybe with their talk, that would be resolved. Instead of waiting for him to answer and leaving room for another interruption, she took his hand and lead him through the dissipating group of students and into a cabin.

The door slid open effortlessly, which surprised her a bit considering how thick it looked, and there was a lock from the inside.

Noelle locked the cabin door, placed her bag down and took a seat across from Bryan. Her fingers fidgeted nervously in her lap.

❝... Sorry. I know I was a little pushy, maybe, but ... ❞ A nervous glance out of the window alerted her that the train had started moving now and that they were on their way home. That brought her a bit of comfort. ❝... Hear me out, okay?❞

『WEATHER』 FOGGY 53°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/18/2013 - 10:52AM ✖『DAY』 04​

❝Ah, it's Noelle,❞ she smiled. It was really nice of him to try talking to her. Not very many people reached out like that anymore. Still, she found herself diverting her gaze to the entrance of the train, hoping Bryan walked through. After a few minutes, she visibly deflated and redirected her attention fully on the boy before her. Her smile spread into a genuine one when she noticing what he was ... Wearing. Man, he was kind of adorable. She wondered if he was older or younger than she.

❝I forgot yours, too, honestly. ... Ricky?❞ It didn't feel right, but. ❝You're so friendly, it's sweet. .... Maybe we can talk a bit later! I'll come find you, later on during the ride? I'm waiting for my brother, Bryan.❞

She scrunched up her nose, feeling a bit like a baby. She hoped she didn't come across as rude, by they were standing in the middle of the hallway.

『WEATHER』 FOGGY 53°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/18/2013 - 10:52AM ✖『DAY』 04​

❝Hi there,❞

Noelle was surprised when she heard a stranger's voice. Taking a few steps back, she came into view of a kind-eyed boy with light hair. She could recognize him, but didn't remember his name.

❝Oh, hi!❞ Her voice was a bit tired, but there was still a fire lit in her tone. It had been a while since she really spoke with someone new-ish. Honestly, she would have to start doing a better job at remembering names ... ❝I'm sorry, am I in your way?❞

Just in case, she backed further up against a cabin door to make a bit more room. It was ridiculous, how cramped everything was. Was it really that difficult to figure out where to sit? They were literally the only passengers, and standing around wasn't helping anybody ...

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『WEATHER』 FOGGY 53°! ✖『DATE & TIME』 6/18/2013 - 10:53AM ✖『DAY』 04​

xxxCane was really, really rude, but Noëlle kind of liked her -- kind of. She had an interesting personality, at least. That's why she wasn't too offended with being asked to leave. Without a word of complaint, she stood and made her way back upstairs. Her clothes were feeling a bit less damp now, but they were still uncomfortable. She regretted not asking the temperamental Cane if there was some kind of dryer, last night.

The gather-her-belongings mission didn't last too long, since she only had her bag. When she made it back downstairs with the heavy, damp thing swung over her good shoulder, she plopped the room key on the counter and stepped outside into the cool, foggy air.

A somewhat harsh breeze stung at her stocking covered thighs and made her sigh out. It was supposed to be summer, but a nice cup of hot chocolate would be excellent.

She hadn't been in the best of moods lately, but she was beginning to crave social interaction. Too much time alone and too many thoughts running through her mind hadn't been good for her. She was growing a bit cynical ...

Even so, when the pale orange and pink trolley arrived, she entered alone. She had never been on a trolley before. It was a bit childish, but it seemed like a lot of fun, and she wanted to sit by Bryan during it (she ended up taking a seat alone). The guy driving the thing was a cherry-cheeked fellow with moss green eyes and dimples. He welcomed them all inside cheerfully, and took off as soon as everyone was inside.

They drove straight for a bit, and Noëlle was sure the drive would have taken much less than thirty minutes if they hadn't had to stop for every single pedestrian walking in the middle of the street. She sighed and leaned back, fiddling with the ends of her green jacket until they arrived.

The tooting of a train horn caught her attention and she lifted her gaze. The train station was far too large for the scarce amount of people she actually saw around. There was one train puffing smoke out of the top, and a conductor stepped out of it, smiling and waving across a platform at them. Noëlle waved back politely.

It was ... odd, that there was a train specifically for them. She wasn't even sure where the train station at Candlewood was, or if it even existed.

Regardless, she stood and grabbed her bag, thanking the trolley driver (whatever they were called) and stepping down onto the red brick parking lot. This town was a colorful one, and it might have been lovely, had the people been nicer and less eerie. It was an experience, though. One she would journal about later. Until then ...

The heels of her sneakers felt unsupported along the uneven brick, and she was grateful for the smooth blue-painted concrete of the platform. The smell of dough hit her nose, but she was stuffed from breakfast. Still, it was a curious thing, and she wondered if there was a bakery somewhere nearby -- like the one in the hospital.

That hospital ...

Her shoulders slumped.

The conductor had already been expecting them, so they were able to walk right through the ticket counter and board the train. Now there was the issue of where to sit. Her heart wanted to find Bryan, and share a cabin with him -- alone -- while other emotions (mainly stubbornness) tugged her back and forth between finding Quentin, Maria (if she was conscious) and going off by herself again.

It was bound to be a long train ride, and someone to cuddle and socialize with would be nice. Sucking it up, she figured she should stop avoiding her brother, and turned around in the rather cramped hall to wait for him.

❝Bryaaaan,❞ she groaned childishly over the mild flood of students and counselors, hoping he would show up soon.

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4 hyuge

Well aparrently Maria's side was gushing blood (//dramatics) and she fainted like twice. They'd send her to a hospital lol.

LOL. I said in the chat that Maria and Marina were too close and I was going to **** up sometimes. I'm not going to bother correcting them each time if I miss 'em. (I corrected the other times I had said Marina -- which = a lot). Tsk.

Important Difference between a Clinic and a Hospital:

In other words, Maria can't be helped at a clinic. Clinics don't do that. If she's majorly hurt, they would transfer her to a hospital -- but clinics don't even, usually, have emergency kits and such on standby. You can get medication at clinics, minor shots, consultations and they treat minor injuries -- but not emergencies. Major emergencies are sent to an ER at an actual hospital.

A clinic rarely even has hospital beds for patients, you generally just go to a stand-alone clinic if you need some kind of check up or prescription.

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