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{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : BEING TRAPPED IN THE LIBRARY FOR THE WIN !! }​

{ DAY : 39 - 2/3 } • { January 7, 2013 } • { LOCATION : LIBRARY }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : CONTENT//THOUGHTFUL }​

That morning, when Kallisti had woken up, it was cuddled against Harley, and it was . . . annoying. Of course, she wanted to think it was annoying, but it was actually . . . a little nice. She shook her head. Ridiculous Harley.

The morning had passed quietly, only some noise being brought about by the restless students, but the library was one of the best places she could have asked to be stuck it, since it had a plethora of things for her to become preoccupied with. She was pleased, as well, with the fact that Mrs. Price seemed to share her like for tea, and carried on a long conversation that morning about Oscar Wilde's view on society and his sexuality.

It had all been pleasant enough, but Kallisti's mind had been continuously returning to Bronagh. She had heard no apology from the girl, but wasn't really expecting one. Today, she didn't want to speak to her again, but she did soon.

Then there was the fact that she completely dodged herself last night - no summoning of Crestatia. She had not done it, and for what, because she was scared? Tsk. What did she have to be scared of, the wrath of a malicious demon being released upon her? Ridiculous. She would only die, and it was no big event, not really.

" . . . I didn't know Harley was your boyfriend. " someone from behind her said, and she turned to find that it was Catherine. Her face was red, and she looked positively against being here. It made Kallisti a little giddy to see how much sucking her pride up was hurting her.

She laughed, more at Catherine's expense than anything else, " Harley is my lover, indeed. " she lied smoothly, " I do hope you know your boundaries, for we would not want anything . . . bad happening to you. " On the face of the other girl, a reaction of anger and slight fear passed, much to Kallisti's amusement.

" He's too good for you, you know. " she said in a calm rebuttal, but this only make Kallisti laugh again, with more enjoyment this time.

" If only you knew, darling, " she replied, standing and moving around Catherine, as if to observe her as a scientific subject, " Do you have romantic feelings for him? Or have you the sour grapes because he rejected you at some point? Or, let me guess, he slept with you, and so you thought you were special. "

At the sort of flinch in the other girl's person, Kallisti found that her last suggestion hit the mark.

" You should try conversing with any of your friends about my lover, they might be able to straighten out your view on him. " she said, caressing the girl's face, " Then return to me and see if you still 'love' him. "

With that final shot at Catherine's pride, Kallisti gave a delicate wave and walked away, a satisfied smile on her face.

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[ T U M B L R • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • L A T E S T ]​

[ LOCATION : LIBRARY ]​

[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : WHOOPS ]​

Harley found a bit of solace in walking around the library with no one bothering him. Being trapped here by a raging blizzard wasn't so bad, but he wondered how long it would last and if their bulk supplies would run out. Of course, this being the Academy, he wouldn't be surprised if they could live in here for the rest of their lives.

On the fifth floor of the library, he decided to look at a few books, and then suddenly began to overhear a conversation between two girls. One of the voices quickly became Kallisti's and the other was a girl he recognize, but couldn't place a name with a face.

" Harley is my lover, indeed. "

He laughed loudly, but they didn't seem to hear him. What kind of trick was she pulling, saying that?

He listened to the rest of the conversation and found that the other girl, whoever she was, liked him. He wasn't surprised, but what was odd was his cousin's behavior; she was usually never malicious like this, and it had been added to a giant pile of weird behavior . . .

" Oh, sorry. " he said to a boy whose chair he'd accidentally tripped over. The boy had been holding a cup of something . . . Smelled like hot chocolate? It flew out of the boy's hand and before it could fall down onto either of them, Harley moved out of the way of the chair and caught the cup, some of it dropping hot on his arm.

He twitched only barely at the burning sensation and looked at the person; blonde hair and brown eyes. Harley had seen him around before, but most people seemed to avoid him for some reason.

Harley straightened himself out and looked at the cup, then back at it's owner, " Sorry about that, " he said with an easy laugh, " I'm a klutz. " Of course, that was a lie, but it didn't really matter, " Name's Harley. " he continued, then sticking out his clean hand.

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At this point it wasn't as early in the day anymore and this time, after getting up shortly after waking Elizabeth up and trying her best to ignore that awkward moment with the whole "psychic" thing, Allison made sure to prepare the ice cream after surfing tumblr a bit. When she was done there were two scoops of ice cream in each little saucer plate thing that she found and a spoon in each. After Allison put the ice cream back in the fridge, she took each saucer in hand and held out the recently served one to Elizabeth with a slight shy smile. "I heard it was your birthday some time back, so happy late birthday, Elizabeth," she said not meeting her eyes. Oh god I'm so lame. Why am I so lame. This is so stupid. I hope she takes the ice cream. If she doesn't, I will. Mine's already melting fast. Please take the ice cream.

 

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Matt groaned as he woke up, did he really have to get up? The storm was probably still on. He still needed to check the date, it might be his birthday today or it might not. He had no idea. Either way with this blizzard there wasn't much he could do if it was. So he pulled the quilt back over him and went back to sleep. Spending his time as he choose to. If he choose to sleep all day then he could. Sorted.

 

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Elizabeth watched at her room mate stood at the fridge, pulling something out of the freezer. She couldn't quite make out what exactly it was right away and before the chance to do so was presented her focus drifted back to the cards. A rather boring game it was but it had been enough to keep her entertained this long.

However her attention was drawn away from them once more as a voice was heard. It being Allison's.

Looking up she noticed the other girl next to her bed and holding out a bowl ice cream. What's this? How did she find out about her birthday? Ah, maybe she found the card? Or someone else who knew in the school mentioned it... Either way this had been unexpected. Though it wasn't exactly a bad thing so she smiled and gratefully took the ice cream.

"Thank you."

 

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[Mood: Tired... in pain... determined... ~ OOC: ~ ♪Listening to♪] ​

Cold. It was so cold... And everything hurt. Zoey's sleep was restless and uncomfortable. For too long she had been wearing the same clothes, she was hungry and thirsty, and the bruising from her earlier skirmishes had finally come through. Her back would be a complete canvas of black and blue. It felt so tender and sore. Her ribs ached - actually everything ached. The girl's body was definitely a broken shade of what it was before, but her will still remained burning and strong. She was going to survive this with Heidi, and then they'd be able to hang out like normal friends. Go shopping perhaps, to the movies, talk about boys (or girls) and just do... things that friends do.
Even so - Zoey lingered in her state of slumber. It wasn't comfortable, but drifting in and out of consciousness kept her mind away from the pain of her body. She felt a weak nudge from somewhere... Oh. It was Heidi. She took a weak glance at the girl, it hurting to even turn her head towards her.
Her eyes closed again. It was so cold... the only thing keeping the two girls alive was probably the fact that they were sharing each other's body heat. Zoey couldn't help but recall that body heat was shared better with bare skin on bare skin, but now wasn't the time. Even so... Zoey couldn't help but utter a little chuckle. At least she was still the same person on the inside besides everything. It hurt to do so, but this was the first time she had laughed since before the accident. Since she learned about... No. It still wasn't the right time to think about it. If she lost herself now, she might not ever recover.
...There were sounds... Must be her imagination. Heidi rested her head on her own again. It was comforting. ...Voices emerged next. Shouting... the sounds of life. ...Zoey was too far gone to make sense of them though. Suddenly... she felt a lack of something. Somebody was lifting Heidi, the warmth was leaving her. Zoey's hand outstretched, desperate to try and reclaim it. ...Someone was taking Heidi. ...They couldn't take her. What was going on? Was this it? "Heidi...? ...H-hei- Heidi...?" her dry voice croaked out, trying to call after her but not succeeding. ...A tear streamed down her face. "C-..come back... Don't take Heidi... I've got to... protect her.." No... Relax Zoey. This isn't it. This isn't the end. ...It's not.
...Suddenly, Zoey was weightless. She was in strong supportive arms holding her gently.
Tyler?... Tyler... have you come to take me with you? Her consciousness started coming back to her and fading in intervals, her body was failing, but she was holding on. Her back was screaming out in pain from where she was being held, but yet... this was gentle. She looked up and could see a man carrying her. She turned her head slightly and saw more men like him with 'Search and Rescue' written on their backs. Ah... They were saved? That was it? Thank god...
Zoey was put on a Gurney very carefully as the man muttered some instructions to paramedics before being moved into an ambulance. "Heidi... I... w-na be with Heidi. ...Plea-. Do..-'t... sepera-.. us..." Her voice was so weak and dry, she could barely recognize it. The doors shut and Zoey was in darkness. She closed her eyes and found that some more tears flowed more freely. ...They were saved. ...They were actually saved. Relief flooded through her. ...But... Was Heidi alright? ...They'd see each other again soon right?

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[Mood: Meh... ~ OOC: ~ ♪Listening to♪]​

Dylan sighed. He'd been stuck in this library for a while now. After getting snowed in, he had no choice but to remain here. He knew it was a mistake to have followed the old Librarian lady here.
She had looked after the people in the library well though, giving food and drink as needed and still keeping in high spirit. Dylan held yet another Hot Chocolate in his hands. This was a waste of time. He should be out looking for information on Marina. Not stuck in here.
" Oh, sorry. " Someone said to him as they knocked his hot chocolate out of his hands as they knocked into the chair, and then surprisingly caught the cup. Dylan raised an eyebrow. The boy had good reflexes.
" Sorry about that, I'm a klutz. " That was a blatant lie. There was no way in hell this guy was a klutz when he had the reflexes to catch a cup like that while barely spilling the contents. Dylan could read the guy well enough to tell that much. That wasn't a fluke anyway. " Name's Harley. " The boy continued, before sticking out his clean hand.
Dylan looked up at the boy and then down at his hand and back up at him again. He didn't shake his hand, but still muttered; "Dylan."
It wasn't a sign of disrespect, it was just that Dylan rarely shook hands. It wasn't his style, not that this Harley would know that. So now what? What did the kid want? Or was it just polite to introduce yourself after an accident like that? Dylan didn't socialize much, so he didn't know, or particularly care. He just sat where he was not sure what was to come. Would Harley suddenly start a fight? That's what normally happened with Dylan. He wasn't sure if this Harley was the type to do that, but he wouldn't be surprised if it did happen. It had happened often enough. Dylan got into fights without even having to look for them - they found him. That was pretty much his story. So what would it be?

 

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[ T U M B L R • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • L A T E S T ]​

[ OOC : MY TUMMY IS FULL OF FOOD, CAN YOU BELIEVE I JUST GOT HOME? ]​

[ DAY : 39 - 2/3 ] • [ January 7, 2013 ] • [ LOCATION : LIBRARY ]​

[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CURIOUS//CONTENT//AMUSED]​

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When the other guy didn't shake his hand, Harley took no offense; there were just some people who didn't like shaking hands, and when his mood was right, he didn't either. No blaming a guy for that.

" Dylan. " he muttered in reply.

Dylan, Dylan . . . Dylan. Harley ran the name through his mental database on people and immediately brought up a few things; Dylan was a fighter - he was good at it too. He was a bouncer in a club somewhere around Brookridge, Club Neo Rosé. The owner of that place was a bit . . . out there, and Harley had talked to him once or twice. Not that he cared much, but he always swore that 'Miki-chan' was hitting on him. There were a lot of students at the Academy that either didn't like Dylan or were scared of him, and he didn't like to socialize much.

The last detail about Dylan that came to Harley was that his name, Dylan Coleshaw, was on the list.

" Oh, you're that Dylan, " he responded, almost absentmindedly, " Huh. Been running into you guys all over the place. " he continued, but that last bit was more to himself than to the stranger.

Before he could say anything else to Dylan, a new voice joined them, " There you are. " Harley turned to see Kallisti, her face slightly red, and a few paces behind her was a girl who fell in place with that voice from earlier. Her name was . . . was . . . Catherine. Right. Strawberry blonde hair, some freckles pretty much raiding her entire body. He remembered her.

She was a bitch. But he had slept with her anyway. Her brother was an terrible person. Her mother was a shallow socialite. She was the typical rich brat, and he had lost interest in her after they slept together. Her face seemed to be red, too.

" There you are, love, " Harley said with a smile, grabbing his cousin's hand and pulling her close to him, " I just made a new acquaintance, this boy, " he said, motioning to the guy in the chair, " Dylan. "

A flash of recognition passed over Kallisti's face and he quickly deciphered it was because she recognized his name from the list.

He looked back to Catherine with a smile, " Thank you for bringing her back to me. She's a troublesome little girl, isn't she? " he said, almost deviously, and Catherine's face burned with embarrassment, muttering a quick 'you're welcome' and then making herself scarce.

" Dylan, " he said to the boy, not caring if he wanted to talk or not, " This is my cousin, Kallisti. " It was funny how he said that, but had treated her as his girlfriend for a few moments before. Dylan probably wouldn't ask, since he didn't seem like the kind to ask questions, but the misinterpretation didn't matter much to Harley.

She quickly removed his arm from her person, " Quintus, " she said with a slight harshness, directed at himself, " It is a pleasure to meet you, Dylan, " she said with a smile, bowing her head at him.

Harley laughed; why couldn't she show that kind of cordiality towards him? Ahh, well. " So I guess you're stuck here, too. Waiting for someone? "



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Isabella opened her eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. She turned her head to gaze around the room. That was right; she was in the library. A blizzard had came here yesterday, didn't it? The snow had already started on Saturday, but Isabella had rushed to the library before she could be snowed in the dormitory. But what about now? Were they snowed in the library?​

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Isabella gazed at the items around her feet. Books piled up around them, and a book was splayed open in front of her feet. She must have fallen asleep reading it. No odd dream like the last time, though. She couldn't decide which was more odd: the dream, or the fact that she did have another one. She shook her head. She could dwell on it later. For now, she would have to meet with whoever else was in the huge building. Isabella stood up and stretched her stiff limbs. She closed the open book and placed it on one of the piles before walking toward the center of the library. Surely there would be someone there.​

 

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[ Tumblr ♪ OOTD♪ OOC: sorry ;~;]​

Cristina had not heard her alarm go off so she ended up sleeping in. When she looked out the window, the snow had stopped, but the snow that had fallen the day before was still piled high on the ground. There was no way that she was going to walk through all of that.

She was hungry though, and if she wanted food, the only way to get it was to walk to the vending machine at the end of the hall. Cristina was in one of her lazy moods and did not want to walk outside, but she somehow forced herself off of her bed. She threw on a hoodie and her slippers and walked into the hallway of the dorm.

 

It had been a long sleep. Cherno, still stuck in the washroom, wandering among the shelves, was able to come across a small scene near the library edge. Harley and a currently unknown young man were both standing there.

"Oh. Hey," Cherno began.

 

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Altair drifted backwards and soared back through the air. If somebody were to slow down the moment and put on the song “I believe I can fly” then it truly would have been the perfect moment. Upon hitting the ground, Altair sat up with a groan “y-you damn ignoramus” Altair muttered as he sat up to see just who kicked him “J-JACOB?!?” Altair yelled as he slowly stood up.

“Damn right it’s Jacob!” the man named Jacob said walking into the room with his hands in his trench coat. “You friggin ******* where the hell is she?” Jacob yelled as he swung his leg downwards at the silver haired teen.

“Who the hell are you talking about?!” Altair yelled as he rolled to the side and quickly rose to his feet. Immediately Altair attempted a roundhouse kick but that proved futile when Jacob caught his leg.

“That Herdy girl or whatever her name is. You betrayed me Altair! You joined forces with that girl and ruined our plan!” Jacob yelled as he pulled the teen’s leg causing him to fall to the ground.

“Herdy? You mean Heidi? Just what kind of name is Herdy you idiot” Altair yelled as sent his foot straight at Jacob’s gut and jumped up to his feet.

“Sh-shut up…I don’t care who it is but you betrayed me Altair and now…now….now mah boy wants to dye his hair” Jacob yelled in anguish as he reeled his fist back

“THIS IS WHAT YOUR MAULING ME ABOUT?!” Altair yelled as he reeled his fist back as well. Instantly the two of them sent their fists forward and punched each other in the face. As the two fist hit their target the two idiots immediately reeled their other fist back and attempted to punch each other again, but suddenly pain pierced both boy’s ear and the two immediately lowered their fists.

“That’s enough you two" said a feminine voice as a woman that had a tight grip on both of the boy's ears. "Jacob this is not why we came to ask” said the newcomer as she walked in

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Stuck in a library, how utterly odd. The first thing one would think was "oh great this will be boring" but Darrius did not think this at all. Boredom was a simple thing that could be solved quite easily. If one was creative enough to use the wonders that the world had offered then boredom would never be an issue. With this Darrius tried his best to enjoy himself. Having awoken early, Darrius found a wheelchair that was abandoned and alone. True there was somebody near it, but Darrius felt there was no harm in borrowing it for a bit. Darrius immediately sat on the wheelchair and proceeded to ride around like an idiot, it was quite fun. He rode and rode up until the wheelchair tipped and fell to the side and caused the teen to fall. Immediately in a panic Darrius attempted to return the chair back to where he recalled it was at last time. The chair didn't seem to have any damages so when the deed was done Darrius bolted away.

For the rest of the time he began to stroll around the area with a smile on his face, looking around for anything to set his sexy eyes upon. He continued to stroll around up until he returned to an very familiar area and froze upon seeing the very same wheelchair he rode in, but this time occupied by its owner. Immediately his tension faded upon seeing the girl. The girl was quite the good looker and she had purple hair! With his blue hair and her purple hair they would really be quite the duo. "My my my thats quite an interesting book you've got there" Darrius said happily as he walked up to the wheelchair girl with a bright smile. He wasn't really lying about the book since it caught his attention as well.

 

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"Snow..."​

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"My my my that's quite an interesting book you've got there"​

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It took Bronagh a second to realize that the voice was talking to her, she looked up slightly and saw the boy looking at her then she looked up entirely.​

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Huh, he has blue hair.​

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"It's pretty interesting, once you finish through the introduction about Zodiacs... it treats you like you're 5 and don't know what a Zodiac is." she really didn't know how to continue on a conversation that started like that but tried to anyway, "Wanna find out what moon phase is best for you? Mine was..."​

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Bronagh flipped through the book until she got to Aries, then she looked at the phone for the current date then flipped through pages again, "Mine is Waxing Crescent... this month."​

She didn't know if he would find it interesting but she figured it would be kind of fun trying to look things up.​

 

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"a day of good luck, well then you'd best not squander such a day then when it arrives" Darrius said with a smile as he took a seat near the girl. With the conversation taking place Darrius placed his elbow on the table and rested his check on his knuckle "well then my constellation is Cancer" Darrius said but suddenly he closed his eyes and facepalmed. "ah but where are my manners, I just randomly show up and ask random questions without giving my name? how very rude of me" Darrius said with a bright smile as he closed his eyes and placed his hand out "Its nice to meet you madame, my name is Darrius, Darrius Grey" Darrius said.

 

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[Mood: Meh... ~ OOC: Zoey is in an ambulance or the hospital, so as far as I'm concerned she's already accounted for right now. ~ ♪Listening to♪]​

" Oh, you're that Dylan, " Harley responded. ...'That' Dylan? This kid knew him? ...Well Dylan had built up a reputation over the years he supposed. People did generally know who he was, and some even went seeking him out to test themselves. They always failed naturally. That's just how it was.
Harley next mumbled something else that Dylan couldn't make sense of, or care to try.
" There you are. " A girl suddenly approached them with another girl in tow. What was this? Did this look like some social gathering? Who were these people? Was Dylan wearing some sort of sign which suddenly made him seem approachable. " There you are, love, " Harley suddenly greeted her. Some sort of Girlfriend perhaps? " I just made a new acquaintance, this boy, Dylan. " Oh had he now? Dylan mused. ...Wait. Boy? Dylan was more than likely older than this kid, or at least the same age. ...Oh whatever. It's not like he cared. A flash of recognition passed over one of the girl's faces. ...Did everyone know who he was? Really now?Dylan sat absent mindedly as events continued to unravel around him. It resulted in one of the girls leaving rather flustered.
" Dylan, this is my cousin, Kallisti. " Harley suddenly introduced the remaining girl. ...Cousin? ...So what was this? Some sort of incestuous relationship? Dylan's mind was certainly asking a lot of questions today. It probably was simpler than that. Not incest but the boy had simply pretended to be a lover to his cousin to piss off the other girl. That'd be the more logical thing. Incest or not though, it didn't matter to Dylan, why should he care? Why was he being pulled into these introductions anyway?
" Quintus, " she said with a slight harshness, directed at Harley, " It is a pleasure to meet you, Dylan, "
Ah... so she didn't like the name Kallisti and preferred an alias or something, Dylan noticed rather sharply. The girl was polite enough. Dylan offered her a nod of recognition. He wasn't much of a talker after all." So I guess you're stuck here, too. Waiting for someone? "...crap. He spoke too soon. Damn... he'd been ages without a *** too, but he was polite enough not to smoke in the library. It's not like not smoking was too much of a pain for him, but right now, considering he'd have to be 'entertaining' acquaintances as Harley had put it, he could certainly use one. But oh well.
Dylan sighed. "Something like that. Well... Not really." He said ambiguously. "Saved an Old Lady from a mugger. Got made to come here as thanks. Got snowed in." He shrugged as he summed up the events in a short list like it wasn't a big deal. Then he continued; "I am waiting for someone... Not gonna meet them here though. I don't know where yet. ...I will find them. I'll find where they are. It's just as simple as looking for them." He took out the packet of cigarettes after all and took a single stick out, putting it between his lips. He didn't light it though. It was more for something to put there. More for something to do and to distract him. "That's pretty much it, kid. Now you." He offered. He figured this guy was likely gonna keep talking anyway, so Dylan may as well direct the conversation for once.

 

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"Snow..."​

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"A day of good luck, well then you'd best not squander such a day then when it arrives."​

Oh that was lovely where did he get that from?​

She watched him take a seat next to her and say, "Well then my constellation is Cancer"​

Although she had taken her full attention towards the book she head a smack, which made her look up immediately in concern only to find out it was a facepalm, which made her feel at least a little better. "Ah but where are my manners, I just randomly show up and ask random questions without giving my name? How very rude of me."​

She watched him close his eyes and extend his hand out and say, "Its nice to meet you madame, my name is Darrius, Darrius Grey"​

She smiled back and shook his hand saying, "I'm Bronagh, Bronagh WIlliamson." She looked back to the book still smiling and said, "And it's not very rude at all, I don't usually introduce myself until a little later in conversation." Bronagh kept scanning through the book until she got up to the place she wanted and smiled.​

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"This month your moon is Waxing Gibbous.The 24th through the 26th. Which means that yours will land on a full moon this time." She looked down on the page a little bit and spoke, "It says, to avoid suspicious foods... and to take comfort in family life. Or find a place near a river." She laughed at the ending part and said, "It pretty much centers around, family life and... avoiding surgery..."​

Bronagh shrugged as she bookmarked the page and closed the book saying, "It's... really not the best to take seriously when it comes to predictions..."​

 

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{Tumblr ✄ Psychosis- Normal ✄ Mood- Weary ✄ Location: Hospital Bed}​

{OOC: --- ✄ Wearing ✄ Day 39.3 ✄ Monday January 7th}​

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Dismal light filled the steralized room. The walls were an opaque white with tacky portraits of flowers hanging from them. A heart monitor beeped beside the plastic railed bed. An IV drip stood adjacent. A thin tube ran from the stainless steel pole all the way down to the resting hand on the bed. Condensation trickled down the sides of a large Brookridge Memorial Hospital cup sitting nearby. Its contents filled with iced-water. Voices whispered from the other side of the door-- two males, one female. Their topic of choice was indestinguishable. Static buzzed from the wall-mounted television. Someone had left it on an empty channel.

Heidi tried to sit up, only to fall back down on the bed. She couldn't see them, because of the blanket covering her, but she could feel the restraints. The cool leather held snugly to her wrists and ankles. It was just like the last time she was here. Obviously, they knew who she was and they remembered what happened a few weeks prior. The room was empty-- no visitors, no doctors, no nurses. She didn't expect anyone to visit though, since she had told no one what happened. Now, she just wanted that cup of water sitting on the table nearby. It was taunting her. Her throat was parched. They IV had done a successful job, ridding her of the dehydration, but now she was still thirsty. Her head pressed firmly into to the paper pillow case. She hated how cheap hospital pillow cases were. They were uncomfortable. They were loud. And mostly, they were annoying.

"...baby sit the girl..."

A snippet of the conversation outside the door reached her ears. Baby sit? Were they talking about her? Why would they need to baby sit her? So she didn't leave again? The shadows moved and one of the males slouched his shoulders forward. Clearly he lost whatever argument the three were having. Her head began to throb and the room as circling around. The male shadow that slouched forward was now standing directly in front of the door. The knob jiggled slightly before the door opened. He was shorter-roughly 5' 9"-, copper colored hair, inset blue eyes, broad shoulders, square jawline, and pale skin. His hair was long and shaggy. It bounced around on top of his head as he entered the room. He was young, mid 20's most likely. He pulled up a wooden chair from the corner and sat down beside her bed.

"Miss Layne, my name is Doctor Mayers. Do you know where you are?" Doctor Mayers smiled kindly at her, but it was clear he didn't want to be there.

"The hospital," she muttered. He nodded. "Can I..." she started, but then needed to swallow down the dryness from her throat. "Water?" Heidi pointed her head in the direction of the desperately needed cup. Doctor Mayers stood with a smile and went to fetch it for her. He held out the straw and she wrapped her thin lips around the tube of plastic.

"Better?" he asked when she was finally done. Heidi nodded. "Good. Your body has suffered quite a bit. Later, we'll try and get some food into you. If you are feeling up to it, that is." She nodded again. It was easier to just not speak. "That's a pretty bad bump you got on your head. Does it hurt?" Another nod. Mayers stood once more, but this time, he went to a cupboard and pulled out a syringe. The syringe sucked the liquid painkiller out of a vial, then he approached the IV needle in her hand. Slowly, it was injected into her bloodstream. Any other day, Heidi would have been freaking out. Hospitals are bad places. Doctors are bad. Needles are bad. Restraints are bad. Right now, she was too exhausted to fight. It was a bed to lay in, her body ached, and felt alone. Was Zoey okay? She hoped so. Doctor Mayers returned to his seat wordlessly.

Heidi turned her head in the opposite direction, staring out the window. The sky was gray and cloudy, but even still, she could tell the sun was setting. The shadows grew longer. The clouds grew darker. Was Altair mad at her? Probably. Did Harley know? Would they hate her? Doctor Mayers remained silent beside her. He was apparently waiting for her to speak to him.

 

Allison was thankful when Elizabeth took her ice cream and immediately began devouring her share. Within a few seconds, she was done and washed the saucer, spoon and ice cream scooper spoon, she went back to her own bed, browsing the internet and also sneakily waiting for Elizabeth to be done with her portion so she could wash her dishes too. Finally the birthday surprise was over. Well maybe it wasn't that much of a surprise, but at least Elizabeth seemed pleased with the ice cream. That was all that mattered really. When she was done, Allison immediately rushed out of bed, though careful to set her laptop in a stable place, gently taking Elizabeth's dishes, trying hard not to just snatch them out of her hands. Years of being in an Asian family where people kept saying 'oh no no no I'll do it' made her somewhat more awkward in social situations. Family members would literally fight over the restaurant bill. "Don't worry, I'll wash them," she said as she slowly took the dishes from her before turning around and washing them. Afterwards, she browsed the internet some more before telling Elizabeth good night and wishing her a late happy birthday again before finally going to sleep.

 

A sudden call from his phone and instantly the old man rushed out of his house. The streets from Coy to Brookridge were covered in snow, but this did not deter the old man from his travels in the slightest. After a brutal drive the old man immediately parked his car and rushed into the hospital.After a quick discussion with the receptionist, the old man immediately continued to his destination upon receiving the info he needed. Soon enough the old man reached right towards the room he sought and immediately slammed the door open "HEIDI!" the old man yelled as he entered the room.

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"yeah your words are true" Darrius said closing his eyes as he leaned back on his chair and crossed his arms "merely thinking about the future brings nothing but unnecessary stress. I'm not saying one should disregard the future, but its best to enjoy what life has given you and enjoy the now" Darrius said and suddenly let out a chuckle and opened one eye with a smile "The future is best to be left unknown, nobody can tell what the future holds but I guess its fun to try and take a peek" Darrius said

 

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Despite it being a simple gesture it was nice for her birthday to have had something done for it, however late it may be, thus marking Allison as a friend and someone she would not like to die. Still, how close they were after just this was unclear and probably because it wasn't much but it was a start nonetheless.

And so after a day of online adventures and ice cream she marked it up to be a good day before going to the bathroom and showering. Once out she lazily put back on the same nightgown figuring that a day spent in bed could hardly make it dirty enough to wash so why not? Seemed like the snow would be clearing up soon enough anyway so perhaps by tomorrow she could go back to wearing nice things and going place.

So with the hopes of a warmer day Elizabeth laid down and fell asleep.

 

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Matt woke up briefly, made food, ate it, brushed his teeth, went to the loo and went back to bed. Damn. His day was eventful.

 

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"Yeah your words are true, merely thinking about the future brings nothing but unnecessary stress. I'm not saying one should disregard the future, but its best to enjoy what life has given you and enjoy the now. The future is best to be left unknown, nobody can tell what the future holds but I guess its fun to try and take a peek."​

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Bronagh went silent for a pretty long while before finally managing to speak, "W-wow. That was really inspirational." she closed her eyes and looked away saying, "But, sometimes I just can't help but keep looking to the future. Where will I be in oh so many years? Heck, where will I be in 30 days?"​

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Bronagh shifted a little bit before continuing, "Maybe the future is what is stressing me out lately. I'm kind of scared of it... but I really don't have much to look at in the now. " she looked back over at Darrius and spoke taking a chance at what she was saying, "I dare say, I don't know if I'm going to walk again... even if it's just breaks in each leg."​

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I just opened up to a complete stranger. He should get credit for being the first person to have me do that...​