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"Nonsense!" Darrius exclaimed as he slammed his hand on the nearby table "I cannot say I understand what you've been through and maybe you've been through an experience that is not of the norm, but nonetheless your alive are you not? So what if you cant walk? you can still see, you can hear, and you can still smile" Darrius said with a gentle smile. "Curiosity rests in everybody, nobody can say they've never been curious about something. Worrying about the future is something everybody does" Darrius said "Its all a part of this game called life. Bad things will happen, but so will good things as well" Darrius said

 

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Bronagh sat still for a bit, not quite as long as the last time before she smiled, her eyes closed slightly, "Thank you."​

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She was still smiling as her eyes closed fully, "I, I really needed that. It gives me a little bit of a different outlook on things." she turned her head and opened her eyes. She looked around the room at all the books in the library and spoke, "Maybe it's about time I balanced the bad with some good in this... game of life." she looked back over at Darrius again and her smile faded a little bit, although it was still a smile, "What was your name again? Darrius correct?"​

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She smiled a little bit more before saying ,"I'm not going to forget that name, you're one of those people I need to find when I'm feeling down." she looked away and then spoke again, "That and you are the only other person I have seen so far that dyes their hair. Maybe I just miss people."​

 

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She looked around the hallway but there was no one there. The girl shrugged it off and walked towards the vending machine. For awhile she just stood in front of the machine, scanning through her options. All of her choices were junk food, and would not be very filling. But then again, she knew that the vending machine would not provide a full meal for her. Cristina sighed and just bought a bag of chips as well as chocolate and candy for later.

She walked back to her room and ate what she bought. With nothing left to do, she just decided to go to sleep. The girl laid down and closed her eyes.

 

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Irritated, Kallisti wondered to herself exactly what Harley had been playing at by hugging her at the waist. Right then and there, she had wanted to elbow him in the stomach, but since they were in the presence of another, this boy named Dylan who seemed like a bit of a no-nonsense person, she would rather have not caused any other trouble at the time.​

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Her main hope was that Dylan didn't think she and Harley were dating, especially since he had mentioned that they were cousins. She didn't know how many times she had to say it, but she was not into incest. How annoying . . .​

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With his explanation, Kallisti began to wonder who it was the Dylan was looking or waiting for; it seemed like a very serious business for him. Then again . . . everything he was saying sounded very dire.​

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" That's pretty much it, kid. " Dylan finished with a finality, " Now you. " ​

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A strange look crossed her face and she began to wonder why Harley had started talking to this person in the first place. ​

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Before she could speak, her cousin did for her, " We got trapped here. Just so happened to be here at the the wrong time. " he said with a shrug.​

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She watched as Dylan pulled out a pack of cigarettes and stuck one in his mouth. Was he going to smoke in this place? How rude, she mused to herself and she frowned heavily. Next to her, she could feel Harley shuffling around and then she began to smell the smoke of a cigarette, but it wasn't Dylan's.​

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" Harley! " she hissed, snatching the lit stick from his mouth, but in one smooth movement, she found herself in a ballroom dip, her face ridiculously close to her cousin's. In his mouth, she saw the cigarette again, and thought he was going to blow it in her face, but he sat her up right and then blew it another way. ​

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" Don't worry, " he said, " the ventilation will circulate it out. Would you like a light, Dylan? " he then asked holding up his lighter, and then looked at his watch, " It's getting late. "​

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" We should probably go back to our sleeping area soon, Harley. " she said quickly, looking embarrassingly at Dylan, " Forgive him, he's a bit of a . . . show dog. "​

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" Oh, you wound me so, love. " he replied and this time, she nudged him roughly in the side, " Who was it that you were waiting for, Dylan? "​

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There was a long silence before Nate's phone finally vibrated.

Just as he predicted, he wasn't feeling like doing anything after reading it. Fortunately it was getting late, so he just put his phone on sleep mode and did the same.

 

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Thud.

Dylan was up instantly before Harley or 'Quintus' even had the chance to respond to him. The old Librarian; Mrs. Price had been carrying a stack of books and suddenly lost her footing before falling to the floor, dropping a cascade of books all around her. He was by her side in a gentlemanly like manner before helping her to her feet and starting to pick up the books she had dropped. "Oh thank you young man. That's twice you've helped me now."
"Don't mention it." He commented again, very much like the first time he had helped her. He held the books in his arms now, stacked incredibly high, but he had no problems balancing them. It was surprising that such an old woman could carry this many books like this, but Dylan supposed she had years of experience on her side from doing the job. "Where do you want these?"
"Oh, my desk will be just fine dear. Thank you." Dylan started heading towards the main desk.
"I said don't mention it." He mumbled yet again. It's not like he cared for her thanks. It's not like he had helped her for that reason. He was stuck in this place anyway, so why not? That was all.
He placed the books down neatly and then turned around and walked to the edge of the aisle where he had left Harley and Quintus. "I'm going to sleep." He told them bluntly before heading off further, again not meaning to be rude, it was just he tended to keep his talking short when he could help it. The only person he had talked to most was Marina. He often had to talk to Miki-chan a fair bit too, but that was more employee//boss related than for social reasons.
...When would this blizzard end? He was wasting time here. It had been too long since he had heard from Marina. Why had she vanished? Was she in trouble? Couldn't she have spoken to him first? He may have been able to help. Not that he was good at such things. The only thing he was good with was his fists. So... maybe he could simply beat the problem away? It sounded easy enough. It wasn't the first time someone had gotten too close to Marina for comfort and he'd scared them off for her, or 'persuaded' them to see reason.
He looked down at the watch yet again. He didn't bother checking his phone for he knew there would be no messages from her, that and he'd turned it off to save battery anyway. It's not like anyone important would call him. Only Marina, Miki-chan or a few other bouncers like Black Rodney had his number anyway. Miki-chan was still grieving, Black Rodney wouldn't need to call him, and Marina... well, if she was gonna call, she'd have called by now. Unless of course something was stopping her from calling him.
His train of thought ended as he found his spot by a radiator. He removed the un-smoked cigarette from his mouth and put it in his front pocket before he took his place on the floor - lying on his back so he could see the ceiling and using his arms as a pillow. He closed his eyes and sleep found him as he wondered what tomorrow would bring.

 

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heidi jumped at the sudden voice. "wh-" she started. she was too shocked to react. doctor mayers shuffled out of the room awkwardly mumbling about another patient. "why...? what are you doing here?" her body fell back down on the bed, head hitting the pillow.​

 

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Bronagh yawned and smiled at Darrius saying, "Well, day 2 of being trapped in the library is coming to a close and I'm pretty tired, but it was very nice to meet you." She was wheeling away before she turned around and pulled out a piece of paper and wrote her number down ad handed it to him, "Here, I really hope I get to see you again."​

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She wheeled back down to the main floor where they wouldn't let her leave again, understandable of course. She didn't want to get back in the sleeping bag again, so instead she grabbed her pillow and wheeled over to a table where she fell asleep sitting up with her head on the pillow on the table.​

 

"heh don't be ridiculous, I'm your gramps, I'm suppose to be there if anything happens to you" the old man said as he walked off and scoffed as he noticed the restraints "those bastards, I'd should kick all their asses" the old man said as he began to undo the restraints that held the girl. Once that was done the old man took the chair that the doctor had once used earlier and took a seat next to her bed. "So how you feeling? I got a call that you were in a train accident, but received no other details about it. Thank god it doesn't seem like nothing severe happened" The old man said with a relieved sigh. "Now as your grandfather I cannot accept what you've done. You've went off in the middle of a storm without any notification or anything. Honestly I would be pretty ticked if t wasn't for the relief I am feeling at the moment" the old man said

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"Ah it was very nice to meet you as well and please don't hesitate at all if you need me Miss. Williams, I will help you if you need anything" Darrius said with a smiled as he accepted the number and walked away. Standing up Darrius raised his hand in farewell "I'll see you around" Darrius said as he walked off into the library with a soft smile as he glanced down at the number he received "such a nice girl..." Darrius said as he tried his best to memorize the number and placed it away safely. He never expected to find such a good friend here, but he was happy to have done so. At the moment he found the choice of comming to this school to have been the right one.

 

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Oh.

They seemed busy.

Oh well. More sleep for him.
Cherno took out the small airship sphere and began throwing it up and down in his hand as he whistled and walked away, trying not to let Harley or the other boy -- probably a Brookridge native, notice his leave.

He reached his familiar cushion seat and decided to sleep once again. Slumping down onto the large bean bag, he splayed his legs forward and dangled his arms and head around in a puddly mess. He aimlessly closed his eyes, ready to rest, and dragged his hand by the bookcase.

This was all so uneventfu--

Suddenly, the book case opened, and Cherno fell in through the strange passage.

 

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Kallisti and Harley found their cots once more on the second floor of the library, near the graphic novels section. After a bit of mindless bickering about the smoking, the two of them went to sleep.

 

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"heh don't be ridiculous, I'm your gramps, I'm suppose to be there if anything happens to you" the old man said as he walked off and scoffed as he noticed the restraints "those bastards, I should kick all their asses" the old man said as he began to undo the restraints that held the girl. Heidi rubbed first her wrists, then her ankles. It felt nice to be free. Once that was done the old man took the chair that the doctor had once used earlier and sat next to her bed. "So how you feeling? I got a call that you were in a train accident, but received no other details about it. Thank god it seems like nothing severe happened." The old man said with a relieved sigh. "Now as your grandfather I cannot accept what you've done. You've went off in the middle of a storm without any notification or anything. Honestly I would be pretty ticked if it wasn't for the relief I am feeling at the moment."

Heidi chewed on her lip nervously as she sat up in the bed. The pain in her extremities had subsided thanks to the medication and it must have been a small enough dosage to keep her coherent. Her fingers pulled at the ends of her hair and she kept her focus on her knees. "Y-yeah. We were all right." Her heart thumped quickly, setting off the monitor. She took a few deep breaths, trying to relax. "I... I wanted to do it alone, so I wouldn't..." Heidi choked back a few tears. "I wouldn't be a burden." She didn't want to scare them away with the real her. they wouldn't like that side of her, even if they say they would. Everyone changes once they see the person she really is.

"I'm... I'm sorry," she apologized. The fact that he cared enough to race all the way out here with the roads that bad was incredible. Heidi reached over the bed to hug him, pulling the cords with her. she didn't want him to be mad at her. It was the quite oppoisite. It was the reason she left in the first place.

A nurse knocked on the door before entering. She wa pretty and appeared very homely. Tussled black hair rest on her shoulders. She moved to Heidi's side and injected some sort of sleep aid int the IV drip. "it's time for Miss Layne to sleep. I'm sorry," she apologized to Grandpa Marshall.

It didn't take long for the meds to kick in. Heidi was laying flat on her back once more and was pulled into the deep layers of unconsciousness.

 

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Despite her thoughts, Isabella's attempts to come to the center of the library were not particularly easy. The rows of bookcases formed a labyrinth in which she could not find her way. She paused as she felt her eyes beginning to droop. She better had go to sleep. Everyone would still be there tomorrow, as long as the blizzard continued. She walked over to the nearest chair and closed her eyes.​

 

"Oh Heidi..." The old man said softly as he closed his eyes "I don't want you thinking like that" The old man said. There was much more that he wished to say but he knew the girl was tired and she needed her rest. His time with her was soon at an end when the nurse suddenly appeared and told him it was time for Heidi's slumber. As the injection was placed, The old man smiled gently and kissed her forhead, "Ill see ya tomorrow kid. You just get your rest" the old man said as he walked off into the night.​

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“owowowo that hurt that huuuurrts” Jacob yelled as he winced in pain

“Now when I let go I want you two to quite fighting…understood” the woman said calmly.

“Alright Alright Aunt Cassandra” Altair said as he winced in pain as well. All real desire to continue to fight had immediately vanished upon the entrance of the woman named Cassandra.

“Wait what the hell! You can her aunt but do don’t call me uncle?! You little- owowowow OKAY OKAY I’LL STOP” Jacob said as he the grip tightened when he yelled at Altair.

With the two coming to an agreement, Cassandra let go of the two’s ears and smiled “there now that wasn’t so hard” Cassandra said as she walked up to Altair “It’s been far too long Altair, how have you been? I apologise for Jacob’s rude arrival but you know how he is” Cassandra said.

“Errr yeah it’s alright…I guess” Altair said closing his eyes as he scratched the back of his head. “So yeah, other than welcoming me what is it that you need?” Altair said with a sigh

“It’s just a simple question really, I’m looking for my baby, but I’m finding it so hard to find him. I know he lives here but I can’t find him at all. Last night he didn’t return to his room at all and I’m beginning to worry if he went out into that dreadful storm. Do you know where he is?” Cassandra said crossing her arms.

“Sorry but I’ve haven’t seen him” Altair said opening his eyes slightly as he listened to her words. If her words were true then that meant Casey was possibly missing, but where could he have gone. Glancing out of the nearby window, Altair stared at the wintery blizzard. First Heidi and now Casey, things had become quite stressful.

“I see...” Cassandra said as he closed her eyes and shook her head “And here I was hoping to surprise my little boy and meet his new girlfriend” Cassandra said sadly

“Girlfriend?” Altair said as he raised an eyebrow. There was no girlfriend that Casey had but all too suddenly Altair recalled two candidates that could lead to him being thought to having a girlfriend.

“oh that Heidi…even though she revealed the secret of his pink hair I can’t be mad at the girl my son loves” Cassandra said as if she were imagining a paradise.

Immediately Altair’s eye began to twitch “Heidi is not- afmgerfm” Altair began to say as suddenly Jacob immediately covered his mouth. At that moment Altair realized just what gave his aunt the idea that Casey and Heidi were dating. All of it was due to the meddling of Jacob Heckles.

“How wonderful, my son has a girl and no matter how many times he tries to dye it, as long as he uses my special shampoo he will be pink haired forever” Cassandra said as she brought her hand to her mouth and let out a dark chuckle. “Come Jacob let’s leave Altair be” Cassandra said as Jacob did as his wife told. As the two walked towards the hallway Cassandra suddenly stopped and glanced over her shoulder and at Altair “oh by the way…If I find out your lying about not knowing anything about my baby…well…you don’t want to know” Cassandra said coldly as malicious aura filled the room.

Altair’s eyes widened in fright as he began to sweat “U-understood” Altair said. Shifting his eyes over at Jacob, he soon realized at even the man had fear in his eyes. Those eyes sent a signal to Altair that said “Don’t screw up”.

“Good, I hope to see you soon!” Cassandra said happily as the aura dispersed and she walked out along with her husband.

With that over, Altair walked over to his bed and merely collapsed on it with a sigh “dear god what is with that family” Altair said. Fatigue started to build, but the thoughts of Heidi and Casey burned though his mind. The two he worried about were out who knows where and all Altair could do was just sit around. Slowly the migraine return and eventually Altair fell fast asleep.

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Darrius strolled around and found the exact place he slept last night. Resting his head on the table, Darrius fell fast asleep.

 

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January, 8th Tuesday

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Bronagh's head shot up immediately upon the sound and saw Jessie sitting next to her on the table, glaring at her. Bronagh raised an eyebrow and whispered at her, "What did you do that for? Did I do something wrong? There are people sleeping..."​

"I got outside today and found a way to get you out of here."​

Bronagh rolled her eyes and put her head back on the pillow, "You're treating this like I'm escaping a prison."​

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Jessie pulled out two large leg braces and put them on the table right in Bronagh's eyesight. She looked at them for a second before raising her head and saying, "Alright, what the heck is this?"​

"Leg braces, these ones are made for people just out of surgeries so they can walk."​

"Um, no. No I'm not."​

"Look I got my mom to bring these from her office, she works in technologies for these things, it's gift to you."​

"Honestly, they look uncomfortable, I'd rather be in the wheelchair."​

"You won't know until you try."​

"I'm not breaking my legs for something this stupid."​

"Come on please."​

Bronagh sighed as she gave up and put them on, they looked a bit awkward because they only supported the back part of the leg.​

"Now try and walk."​

Bronagh stood up and immediately sat back down saying, "No, it's hurting me."​

Jessie raised an eyebrow before looking at the way they were on Bronagh's legs then spoke, "Odd."​

Bronagh took them off and handed them back, "I really do appreciate it though..."​

Jessie picked up the fake legs and spoke to Bronagh, "I tried..."​

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Bronagh sighed as she watched Jessie walk away. She moved her head back to the pillow for a few minutes before she rolled away from the table and went back up to the Science Fiction section. She put away Xenophilia because she never read it and looked for something new.​

 

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God it was bright... and the smell of disinfectant was strong in the air. Zoey felt a weird feeling near her wrist, but she thankfully felt pretty comfortable. Just how long had she been out for? ...Everything hurt, but not as bad as it had started to. ...She felt sluggish and slow. Her body was under a weird sense of Euphoria. As her eyes adjusted, she was able to take a look at her surroundings and herself. She was in a bed and wearing a think gown like you would get in a hospital. ...That's right. She and Heidi had been taken away by the Rescue Team after the train accident. Heidi! Where was she? She was okay right? She had to be. ...She just had to. Were they at the same hospital? Zoey had to get up and look for her.
She tried to sit up but found that her body just wouldn't respond in the right ways. She struggled for a few minutes before finally giving up. Just how many drugs had they given her? Her mind still felt sharp enough, but it was like it was disconnected from her body. At least it was lessening the agony she'd undoubtedly be in. That was some small form of comforts. She looked down at her wrist at the IV drip that was in it. ...How close to death had she and Heidi gotten to? Either way... they'd survived. They'd survived. They'd survived!
...Zoey sat her head back down on the surprisingly comfortable pillow. Now what? How long would she have to wait here? How long would it take her to recover? And... just as importantly another question crossed her mind.
...How would she afford this? Her Mom was in prison, her Father was... no help, not that he would help her even if he could, and while she got enough money to live on from her basic living support, it wouldn't be enough for this. ...She'd have to think about that later though. Right now... she was just so drowsy.
"Doctor! The patient is awake!"
Oh at last... someone had finally noticed.

 

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Where--

Where was he?
It was dark. Completely dark. Cherno could only see, at best, a few centimeters in front of him. What had happened? The last he remembered, he was drifting off to sleep in the library, and now he was here ...

Hm.
Surely there must be a light switch somewhere ...
Cherno stood up and-- FUCK. OW.

He hit his head on the low ceiling? Real smooth, Cherno.
Wincing in pain and rubbing the back of his head, he held his arms out to try and look through the darkness for something that would help.

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Oh.
Oh, what was this?

He felt something.
A small switch. Perhaps it would help? Eh ...

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Press the switch?
You could have something negative happen.
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I suppose you should do it.
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Click.

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Silence.
And then--
A red light began blinking.

Red words appeared in a hologram in front of him, and the room -- a small box-like enclave with a tiny hatch acting as the door, was bathed in a dangerous crimson light.

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Bronagh found a copy of Fahrenheit 451 and got really excited to read it and remembered she left her bag and her cellphone on the table downstairs where she slept. She took the book and traveled downstairs again, a little bit exhausted from moving around so much.

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When she got there she picked up the bag and felt a red light hit the corner of her eyes for a moment. She looked around assuming it was an idiot in the library moving a laser pointer around, forgetting about the potential of blinding someone.

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No one in the library seemed to be moving around red light.

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She turned her head to one of the bigger windows in the room, it was colder the more she rolled towards it. She looked around and saw a shadow in the distance, which was very large for how far away it was. A few beams of red light showed up on occasion moving around and searching for something.

Bronagh squinted hoping to see better than jumped when someone grabbed her shoulder, "You alright?"

Bronagh turned to see Jessie there holding a large copy of The Russo-Japanese War. Bronagh bit her lip before saying, "I'm fine... but, do you see that?"​

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Bronagh pointed her finger out the window and right as she did the light went in their direction and the shadow appeared to have glowing red eyes.

Jessie jumped slightly before tilting her head and saying, "Yes... yes I see that but um... what is it?"

Bronagh turned to her and whispered, "I have no clue at all..."​

Jessie grabbed the wheelchair and pulled her away from the window and said, "I've red enough horror novels to know red eyes, is not good."​

"That's a big assumption."​

"It's freaking me out Bro."​

 

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Kallisti had spent most of her morning searching for books on the occult and demons. It felt silly for her to do so, and she didn't really believe that any of them would help, seeing as they were written by humans.​

How silly it was that humans wrote of something that the had no real knowledge about. ​

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Crestatia was a demon, sure, and perhaps a witch of sorts as well, but it probably wasn't as the words on the page said; a blood sacrifice, a pentagram? It almost made her want to laugh. What would these other people say if they were in her situation? Up until now, she had been handling things quite well, albeit her mental meltdowns had become increasingly often lately.​

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" Crestatia, Crestatia, Crestatia . . . " she murmured to herself, " How will I make you appear to me . . . ? "​

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It was a bit stressful, not knowing any sure method. She wasn't even sure what she would do when and if she was able to summon her; questions, sure, but who was to say that she wouldn't die before she could get anything done?​

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Kallisti looked up and spotted a bright, red light. Blinking a few times, she thought that it might just be a trick of the light, but it was still there when she had managed to clear her sight, " What is that . . . ? " she asked, a few students in passing looked at her.​

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" I'm fine, but . . . Do you see that? " Although it was faint, Kallisti heard the voice and recognized it; Bronagh. ​

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Ignoring the lights for just a moment, she began to wonder if Bronagh would help her with something . . . After the whole spread e-mail happening, she felt that she was owed a bit of a favor. ​

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Crestatia couldn't appear without a vessel - or at least, that was what she thought. All of the other times, she had possessed one of them, like Anthony or Altair. She had been possessed, too, but that was her first brush with death, and she had been saved. It Crestatia couldn't appear on her own, with no human body to occupy, then Kallisti wondered it Bronagh would be willing to help her out a little . . . as a vessel.​

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It was a large order, but Kallisti didn't really care for Bronagh's well-being, and she would definitely scratch any hostility that she held against the girl for what had happened before. ​

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The lights caught her attention once more as she searched for the girl in the wheelchair; what were they? Very odd . . . She had a bad feeling about them, and wondered if Harley was able to see them, too.​

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" Miss Bronagh, hello, " she said, slightly distracted, " I do hope I am not the only one seeing these . . . lights. I wonder what they are? " There was another girl with Bronagh, but Kallisti paid little attention to her, " I have a . . . bit of a favor to ask of you. "​

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" Miss Bronagh, hello, I do hope I am not the only one seeing these . . . lights. I wonder what they are? ​

I have a . . . bit of a favor to ask of you."​

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Bronagh recognized the voice immediately, mainly because of the "Miss Bronagh" at the beginning. She looked over at Jessie who was distracted at the moment and then back at Quin, "Um, yeah sure but I need to tell you something first."​

Jessie's head popped up immediately before she backed away looking out the window, "Oh I'm sorry, I don't want to be rude..." then she walked away and went up the stairs.​

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Bronagh looked back over at Quin and said, "Look, I'm sorry about the conversation the other day, but more importantly I want to tell you how sorry I am about the rumor. You said you were trying to save me and in the end, I'm still going to blame the medicine, I took it the totally wrong way."​

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She shifted a bit in the wheelchair before continuing, "The day before we talked I sent out a second email saying that I was wrong. I do not know if that one got back to you. But I still don't feel that makes up for it. And, I really owe you back after the shit I pulled. If you need anything... anything at all... I owe you that much. I'm very sorry... and sorry for that last conversation because I didn't even apologize then in the end..."​

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Bronagh turned her attention back to the window for a moment, then focused back on Quintus.​