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Heidi spent the entire party clinging to Harley's side wearing an outfit she would never have picked out on her own. He had been rather persuasive, however, she would have wore virtually anything had he picked it out. Whenever he would move away from her to speak with someone else, she felt this sense of despair wash over her. He would come back- she had to keep reminding herself of that.

He dragged her to the conference room where it all began. They started to talk. She remained silent. She already knew everything that had been said so far. She was there for most of it. Heidi thought about saying something. She had even begun to open her mouth until the new demon appeared. Then disappeared. Then all hell began to break loose. What was happening. This looks fun. Can we play too? Where did Harley go? Case was here too. Seeing him was uncomfortable after how they left things but that was irrelevant now. "Go away!" she cried over the alarms and flashing lights. "Go away!" Oh come now deary! We want a bit of fun too. "Go away!" They picked a bad time to be bothering her. We think it is a perfect time. A girl climbed up into the ventilation shaft, leaving them all in the room. There was a ticking sound that echoed throughout the place.

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Dust and debris flew everywhere. A whole in the wall where the door had once been was now visible through the cloud of dust. "Harley!? Casey!?" She couldn't see well, but stumbled over the piles of debris and out of through the opening. What was going on here?

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Oh what the fuck.

Cherno groggily woke up from his accidental nap. So much for going to the meeting.
Why was he napping?

What was the point of even answering that question? What was the point of all of this?

Something had happened at the school and he didn't want to hear about it right now.
Where were all of his friends?

Ah ... He felt lonely on these few days.
It was as if he lost the motivation to even attend class. As if a dreadful shadow rested upon his shoulders if he discovered the truth about the school's incident.

Ugh.

But now there was a bang off in the distance, as if a volcano erupted.

He tried feeling around for his phone, and gently picked it up from the old mahogany chair it sat upon, unhooking the airship sphere from its side-chain.

 

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Temperance sat on the bus staring at her phone the whole way. damnit!! Why the hell hadn't he texted her back? She wasn't used to feeling like this. So...so rejected. It hurt. A lot. She bit her lip and sighed, frustrated. This was annoying. She wanted to cry and she didn't even know why. Because some stupid genius didn't like her? What did it matter?

She brooded over it until they finally pulled up to the resort. Madeline took off the bus in a hurry, not that she cared. Temperance shouldered her backpack and walked slowly to the front doors. The person at the desk was some quirky Asian that directed her to the third floor. Was he here already? Was he even coming? Her heart pounded as she walked down the hall. Anthony was standing there, apparently waiting for someone. She walked passed him absent mindedly.

The room was large and contained two beds. She didn't arrive with anyone, so until further notice, she was keeping the room to herself. She tossed the bag down on the floor and curled up on the bed. It was large and comfy. A nap would be nice. Temperance yawned, but decided sleep could wait. She swallowed hard and picked up her phone and room key.

She made her way back down the hall and out to the lobby. There was a fire crackling in the hearth and she decided to curl up on a couch for now. The hot springs sounded relaxing but she wasn't really in the mood at the moment.

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xxxxxxxxxx What would she do for the next two days? She wondered to herself for a little while as she sat, crisscross, on the floor in front of the table. There was a wall behind her, just a few feet, that blocked the the entrance from her sight. Perhaps it was best if she posted to see if anyone else was here, on Tumblr, so that waswhat she did.

Kallisti got up from her table and thought that she should try an see the hot springs, too. There was a nice little view of them from the balcony that was connected to the room on the other side of the wall that had the circle cutout in it. Dusting off her white pants slightly after she stood, she made her way over there. What a lovely view it was, such peace could be had here . . . Could she finally have peace after all of these days . . . ? It would certainly be nice, but she didn't know if she could let herself have what she wanted - what she might need.

Why not forgive yourself already, love? I cannot . . . I do not deserve it . . . Of course you do, you've done nothing wrong. You're just being silly and stubborn. I am not! You are. Don't be so hard on yourself. Everything will be alright.

Kallisti sniffed, she could feel her eyes stinging slightly as she leaned on the railing of the balcony. But no - she wouldn't cry here. This was a place to relax, not to cry. When she turned around, that was when she heard the doorknob jiggle, and then have it open. She raised her eyebrows - who was it? " . . . Hello? " she called out, making her way towards the wall; maybe it had been a bad idea to call out, but she wasn't entirely defenseless . . . Her blue eyes peered towards the door opening and then she saw someone she definitely wasn't expecting ( but had been slightly hoping to see ).

" . . . Madeline. " she breathed, going around back to the table, and near the other girl, " This is . . . your room, as well . . . ? "

 

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" . . . Madeline. . .This is . . . your room, as well . . . ?"

She was just turning around when she heard Quin's voice. A few things happened at this point. Her face went completely white, her shoulders dropped, her head spun, and her stomach flipped. She had just gotten through writing a rather uncharacteristic Tumblr post, hoping to subtly lure Quin out into the open and find her when they got to the springs, but it seemed that she was already here. Where they sharing a room? She had been genuinely looking forward to a little alone time...but a bit of time with Quin.

This was bad. This was absolutely terrible. These feelings...They weren't just normal feelings. They weren't the type of feelings you get from being in a friendship, even a best friendship--she had learned that from books and movies. No, these were dangerous feelings. These were the feelings that caused problems. These were the feelings that killed Thomas. No. Why? Why...? What could she do? Was it too late? Were these feelings...okay? As long as she didn't act on them...As long as she didn't say anything...They were okay, right? Right?

She needed to know. It was becoming more and more essential to figure out how to summon Crestatia.

"Aah, Quin," she turned around finally and smiled briefly. "I'm sorry. The man gave me the key for this room...Could have been a mistake. I can request another room, if you want."

For some reason, an overwhelming sense of nostalgia washed over her...She actually felt a bit sick. Piercing green eyes left Quin's face and locked onto one of the doors. She apologized to Quin before darting into the bathroom and slamming it behind her.

 

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Blue eyes opened wide in her dark purple dorm room. Marina gasped for air, tangled in her sheets. Her head was spinning and she had to grip the bed to catch her bearings. She was in her room, alive. She could of swore she had... Her eyes darted across the room. Something did not feel right. It was not the same as when she had left it after the body swap. Memories of that island swirled around in her head. Had all that really happened? Crestatia made it clear that they were to die. She remembered it. She remembered saying goodbye to Benjamin and that Cherno boy. Benjamin. Was he alive too? She reached over to her phone on the nightstand and unlocked the screen. The phone slipped out of her fingers and clattered to the floor. Did the screen say it was December 11th? That could not be right. She looked at her alarm clock. It was set to go off in thirty-four minutes. What was going on?

She scrambled out of bed and scooped it up off the floor. The screen most definitely said that it was Monday December 11th, 2012. Her eyes widened. She tried to think back the best she could. They were only about twelve days into the one hundred days. How had this happened? They were back in time? Questions. There were so many questions. She needed to focus. Marina ran into her closet pulled a random dress off the hanger. There was no time to shower or prep. She needed to get out the door. Classes had not started yet for the day, but she would not be attending regardless. This was far more important.

She typed up a quick text to every member of the email that attended BAE. They needed to get together immediately. There was no time to waste. If she was given the opportunity to have a do-over, she would not waste it.

December 11th. Did not something happen on that day? It sounds so familiar. Whatever could it have been? She fought over the thought of what could have happened on the 11th while she trudged across the campus lawn in the early morning on her way to the coffee shop.

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I have a headache . . . SO DO I. You are not really there, you cannot have a headache. CAN, TOO. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? . . . I - I do not know, but this is not a good time for you to antagonize me. FINE. BREATHE. YOU'LL BE ALRIGHT.

It would definitely be a lie to say that Kallisti was disappointed at Madeline just suddenly appearing in her room, that they were going to share rooms, but this was . . . not good.

She felt a bit too strongly for Madeline - not a sort of friendship, though they might be close to something of the kind, but rather . . . Well. It was difficult to admit. She didn't want to admit it. She was having trouble admitting it. It would definitely be a horrid idea to say anything to Madeline ( or anyone else, for that matter ) about this.

" Aah, Quin . . . " From her thoughts, she turned her attention to Madeline, who was pale and looking nervous, " I'm sorry. The man gave me a key for this room . . . Could have been a mistake. I can request another, if you want. "

Before Kallisti could reply though, Madeline locked herself into the restroom. Her knees gave out from under her and she leaned back against the bed, feelings nauseated. Something felt very . . . off, here. She couldn't stay in this room anymore. She quickly scribbled a note for Madeline that said something along the lines of " Please, do stay if you want . . . I know we both feel a bit strange about this, but if you really must, then you can change rooms. I do not mind. "and rushed out of the room.

SO IT WASN'T JUST ME WHO HAD THE BAD FEELING. I do not know what to do, Kal. She is there, and I am not comfortable with her. I want to be, and it almost feels as if I could be . . . more than, but . . . JUST BREATHE, LOVE. EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT.

When she opened the door and stepped out, she found someone waiting for her, " Oh . . . " she let out, " Anthony, good afternoon. " For some reason, she felt the need to be needlessly cold to everyone, " What might you be doing here? " she asked him.

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Allison agreed that they should go down to eat lunch, so after they both situated their luggage in the room, they headed for the door. That was when Allison said " I'm sorry to take a shift driving. " And Harley turned to her, " I'm still drowzy from the trip and I guess I fell asleep shortly after my interrogation . . . Heh . . . " she laughed nervously, " Sorry about that. "

He frowned - why was she apologizing? Jeez, she really was a softie, but at the mention of her still being tired, he put his foot down, " If you need rest, Alli, then take it. Can't have you being tired for the rest of the day. " he stated seriously, " I'll go ahead, and you can meet me there, if you want. "

Without waiting for her answer, Harley patted his pocket to check if his room key was in it, and then he left the room, closing the door behind him. Standing outside the door and giving a stretch, he breathed out and then looked around himself.

There . . . was a strange feeling that he had done this all before, but it was probably just deja vu. He . . . guessed it was nothing, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something had just happened.

This place was pretty nice, he had to admit. When he looked to his right he saw someone slightly familiar - and he knew they were familiar because of the eyes; they were different colors. His name was . . . Anthony. That's right, Anthony. He had a sister, named Elizabeth, who shared a name with Kallisti's violin mentor, Elizabeth. This would be interesting, perhaps.

Before he could get to Anthony though, someone came out of the room he was in front of. It was Kallisti. A grin flowed over Harley's face at this. So that was her room, huh? He decided to have a little fun.

" Hey Anthony. " he said, moving towards the two of them with a smile on his face, " Hey Kalli, didn't expect to see either of you waiting here. "

She looked at him with a glare and he could tell she was contemplating whether or not she should walk off. But with Anthony right next to them, he knew that she couldn't. It was almost delicious to see her anguish.

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Turning he saw someone speaking to him. Oh it's...well he still didn't know his name. It was hard, thinking of names when the person did not have a title in his mind. Perhaps he will give this male one, if he stayed around long enough to.

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No. No wait. Something was wrong here. Looking to Quin he tilted his head. This was different.

"This didn't happen before..."

His head spun. Everything seemed to have turned upside down, causing him to feel ill. The boy nearly even toppled over. What was this? Where was he? This couldn't be right. It couldn't be because this happened before didn't it? Only...Quin didn't come out of her room right then. No, he had completely missed her and gone off to...

"You didn't... Harley was talking for a bit then..." Flashes of what had happened came to him and he remembered later finding Cherno without his memory. He would have to go to him but for now the flashes were stopping him as there was so much more after that.

It was hard to breath. He hadn't been breathing before, had he? No, for some reason he held his breath so he now gasped for it. "I died. Before anything could happen I-" he gulped, "I was going to do it myself anyway though, haha..." His eyes looked around, searching for an explanation as if a note or something obvious would be there, but of course there wasn't. Why wasn't there? He couldn't do this on his own... He needed...something...

 

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The dark haired boy was sitting quietly in the library reading The Girl in Watercolors when his cell phone buzzed in his pocket. He rolled his eyes, irritated with being interrupted, before reaching down into his pocket and dragging his finger across the screen.

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Lady Marina...? Familiar. Had they met before? He gazed back down at his book and, supposing it could wait, flipped it closed and returned it to it's shelf. With a yawn, he picked up his coffee and began the journey to Ishmael's.​

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Temperance straightened out in her seat on the couch and pulled out her phone again. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She was getting fed up with all this damned silence. She chewed on the inside of her cheeks angrily. She was over this.

She mashed the send button furiously. So much for him never giving up on her. Whatever. It didn't matter. Her head began to pound and her body was shaking. She was tired of dealing with this stupid bullshit. Did I- didn't I send that message once already? Temperance shoved the room key into her jacket pocket and marched into the women's changing room.

The room had a humid aura and there were rows of lockers everywhere. It reminded her of the locker room at school. She picked a small half locker and opened it up. A fresh towel sat inside of it and she pulled it out. It was soft and fluffy. She ran it against her cheek quickly before setting it on the bench behind her. Temperance tied her hair up into a bun and quickly began to strip out of her clothes. She wrapped the towel around her bare body and tied the top tightly against her chest.

Temperance shoved her belongings into the locker and made her way to the doors in the back of the room. They opened up to a large outdoor bath. Steam rolled off the water and embraced her invitingly. She smiled pleasantly and took a seat at the edge of the water, only dangling her feet in. She couldn't do it. It wasn't like the water was that deep, but she just couldn't bring herself to get in. The cool air nipped at her skin, but it felt relaxing in contrast to the warm water at her feet.

 

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Anthony tilted his head at Kallisti after she spoke, " This didn't happen before . . . " he mumbled. She raised an eyebrow; what was he going on about? Anthony was a nice boy, yes, but . . . she was a little unsure of how stable his mental health was.

A few moments later, the same sick feeling that overcame her in the room seemed to overcome him, " You didn't . . . Harley was talking for a bit when . . . " Harley? She glared at the name. Anthony seemed to be having a great deal of trouble with the world around him, and his breathing halted. Immediately, she blamed Crestatia.​

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Kallisti straightened herself up. It seemed as if . . . he were having some sort of memory lapse. The Anthony she recalled was much more stable and bright in mind and speech . . . She sighed, " Perhaps we should go take a seat somewhere, " she offered to him, and was then going to lead him to the dining area downstairs, until she heard a loathsome voice.​

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" . . . Anthony, perhaps it would be best for us to sit down and sort through you. " she said, turning away from her cousin as a strange look overcame his face, " Would you like that? " It would be a good change of pace for her, and she could take her mind away from . . . Madeline.​

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She had fallen asleep during the bus ride to Trembling Mountain, but Simon had woken her as soon as the bus parked. Eleanora loved bus rides...and train rides...and plane rides. The gentle hum of travel always seemed to bring her some kind of comfort. She was grateful that her big brother was always there to wake her up when she needed it. A witch needed lots of rest, after all.​

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The lobby to the resort was full of people, and it made her nervous. She clutched the handle of her umbrella tighter and clung with her free hand to a duffle bag that Simon carried as he checked them both in for a two day stay. The man at the front desk smiled at her politely when their eyes met and she turned away, flustered. Direct eye contact with mortals was to be avoided. She wouldn't want to hurt anyone. Her heart was racing in almost as quickly as Moondrop's did when given catnip, so she decided to just avoid looking at the people around her. Their voices were still there, though, and they were loud.​

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The lime colored liquid bubbled in its glass vial, fizzing and threatening to spill on to his desk. Considering what it was, that would have been disastrous, but he was confident it would not be a problem.

Just a few more seconds now... And, aha! The green began to lighten a few shades before becoming pale. Soon it was colorless. And once it was Elliot capped up the vial and placed the newly created acid carefully into a stand in the mini fridge of his room.

Finishing a demanding experiment was such a wonderful way to start off a morning and now he would prepare himself for class. However his process was derailed at the sound of his phone. Who would be texting this early? His first guess was Ollie, though it would be incorrect.

Marina? What did the insane girl want with him?

Well...seeing as there was still time before classes and he was now ready for the day he decided it would be checked out at least, as he was lucky enough it was not only him called forth for...whatever it was.

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The trip was pleasant, he really enjoyed driving the car and they were making good time. As he drove he noticed a pair of sunglasses on the side. They were obviously the old man's so he decided to take them and put them on. With sunglasses on, Altair drove on until they finally reached their destination. Parking, Altair stepped out and smirked "and here we are...lets get signed up" Altair said to Heidi as he started on his way to the check in.

 

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The psychic sat at a small cluster of tables near the back of the coffee shop. In her hand was a large cup of plain dark coffee. After dying and returning to life, she could use the bitter sting to assure her this was reality and wake up. She winced as the piping hot liquid stung the back of her throat. Marina had not bothered bringing with her any of her supplies. There was no time for that. This meeting was out of all seriousness and needed to be treated as such. Most people did not take her in that manner when they saw her shuffling tarot cards.

Her phone chimed and she glanced down to see that Theodore had arrived. She waited for him to enter the building before waving from her spot in the back. Elliot walked in immediately after. He seemed to have engaged the other in conversation. That was fine. She could wait until the rest arrived. It would be best to wait until everyone was there. After another swig on her coffee, she checked to see if anyone else had responded. So far none. They could have still been in bed. It was rather early yet. Hopefully, the would all get her message in time and show up. Marina set the coffee down on the table and brushed her fingers through her hair. She pulled a hair binder off her wrist and tied it back into a bun. What happened on this day? It was important- news worthy. She bit her bottom lip in frustration. She needed to remember. What if this was why she was here right now- to stop it?

 

Alex was currently lying on his bed, just staring up at the ceiling. As it were at the moment, he had nothing to do and was just killing time. Though just staring at a wall only seemed to make time moved slower. "Maybe I should go get some fresh air." It wasn't like doing what he was doing now would change anything. So, hopping of his bed. he left his room. Odds are he would find something that would actually kill time instead of what he was doing.