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Casey immediately raised an eyebrow at the sudden appearance of Heidi. He so sure that Altair would have been the one to have opened the door so when he saw a girl open it confusion just entered his mind. He was absolutely positive that this was the boy's dorm so he began to question why a girl was in a boy's room."The names Casey, I'm looking for my brother Altair, but it seems I got the wrong room" Casey said as he closed his eyes and shook his head and let out a sigh.

"Sorry for the trouble, I guess I'll keep looking" Casey said walking off. Things were not going well with the teen the moment he had gotten to school, but he wouldn't let it dampen his spirits. If Altair wasn't in that room then he would merely check the others.Walking to the next room right beside Altair's Casey began to knock hard on the door "HEY TARRY ARE YOU THERE?!" Casey yelled as he knocked. Luckily nobody was in the room, but nonetheless the genius plan of Casey Heckles began....to knock on each and every door in order to find his Onii-san

 

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"Whoa," Anthony muttered as he dodged a passing boy. What a rude one that seemed to be, but that hardly mattered as he was leaving. Hopefully no one else was like that though.

His hopes were listened to as someone else came up to him, seemingly a lot brighter and nicer. This was great, especially as he talked about games in such a manner. What a relief that this was a party actually worth while for the last time he went to one of these things they only cared for xboxes and PS3s, which were great and all but nothing was quite like the classics.

Smiling he nodded at the other's words. "Yeah, you'd think more people would know about that. Hey is that a Super Nintendo too? We should totally play Super Mario together."

Then his phone rang so he took it out to shoot out a quick reply before returning his attention to Marcus.

 

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What did that...mean? Eleanora had no idea. Sure, she often spoke in her own language, but at least she translated herself. ...That was mean, maybe...There was no need to take her devastation on out anyone else, even in her head. She rubbed her tears away with the back of her sleeve and lifted her eyes. Dark hair and eyes...Tired looking...Ah, she recognized him from the train. Instead of going out with the rest of them to breakfast, he had headed back to the dorms, hadn't he? The memory of that night made her feel ill. John hadn't gone, either.​

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With no clue how to respond to what could have very well been gibberish, she diverted her eyes and stepped away from the door, allowing him to view the flowers and doorway more clearly. What was she supposed to say? She didn't know. Despite not knowing and not really wanting to speak, she didn't feel right about just leaving him here, either. There was still a very strong desire to cry swirling up in her chest and she wouldn't last long, but to just walk away would be...terribly inconsiderate. ​

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[/url]xxxxx"The names Casey, I'm looking for my brother Altair, but it seems I got the wrong room" Casey said as he closed his eyes and shook his head and let out a sigh."Sorry for the trouble, I guess I'll keep looking" Casey said walking off. He was away from the door before she could even respond.

xxxxxHeidi flung the door open and ran out into the hall after Casey. "W-wait! This...this is Altair's room. H-he just isn't here right now." What are you doing deary? I...I don't know. Her feet felt cold, standing on the tile in the hallway. Her hair seemed to fly wildly off her shoulders and she crossed her arms in front of her chest. "You're...you're his brother? He never said anything about a brother..." she trailed off. Maybe he didn't really view her as a sister, after all. A family was too much to ask for, from anyone. Heidi stared down at her bare feet discouraged and disheartened.

xxxxxWhy hadn't Altair mentioned Casey? Maybe Casey was lying. People did those kind of things. It was hard to even believe he was a boy, though. Some part of her didn't believe that either. He could be making everything up. It was the only thing she could think of to help ease the pain forming in her chest.


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Immediately stopping his search, Casey's face widened in glee as he turned back towards Heidi "I knew it! I knew I got the right place the first time!" Casey said happily as he crossed his arms and closed his eyes "the fool cannot hide from me" Casey said with a sly grin as he opened his eyes and glanced up at Heidi "Tarry and I are not actually blood brothers, his gramps and my gramps are actually bros. Sort of pissed that he never mentioned me before but I guess its sort of reasonable considering we haven't seen each other in quite the long time" Casey said with as grin.

"So anyways who are you? Tarry's girlfriend or something?....weird he never mentioned he had one..." Casey said placing his finger on his chin as he glanced upward. Shrugging his shoulder Casey turned his attention back to Heidi "we should probably talk about this inside!" Casey said. Without waiting for a response, Casey grabbed Heidi's hand and skipped merrily into Altair's room.​

 

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xxxxxxxxxx It wasn't that hard for him to tell that his friend was disappointed, but could he really risk telling her everything? She'd probably starting thinking about him in a bad way, and then where would he be? His only friend, gone, because of his family and his life.

" Flyers, huh? " he mused, looking around as the walked into the main building of the school. The police had been in here last night; how far had they gotten in their search for Heidi Layne? What mattered was that they weren't here, looking for her, anymore.

" Uh . . . Not to worry! " Allison tried, as they continued to walk around, looking for information about this party, " I'm sure there'd be a few remaining posters in some of the buildings. " Harley laughed; she had no idea what they were doing or where they were going, and so they were going to the girls' dorms. Alli was a riot sometimes . . .

Luckily, for her, they'd actually found information, and while she was telling him, his phone vibrated in his pocket. Under her notice, Harley checked the message and raised an eyebrow at the foreign number. With a shrug of 'why the hell not', he opened it.

harley?​

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i don't...i don't know if i did this right...​

cellphones are complicated...​

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With a slight look of disbelief, he stared at the message. Heidi didn't know how to work a cellphone. Well, it was probably a smartphone - if she had been in the hospital for most of her life, he wasn't really surprised. A smile spread over his face; this was adorable. Quickly, he tapped a message back.

I see you've got a new phone.​

They are pretty complicated, huh?​

I hope you're going to the party.​

I'll be there, too. Stay safe.​

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His phone fell into his pocket and Alli was talking to him again, " I'm sorry about the train incident, but I'm sure whoever got the brunt of your flames of anger - " . . . Embarrassing, he hadn't been that angry . . . " - didn't get too burned by it and forgave you - " He was only grateful that she had forgiven him . . . " - Who can possibly stay mad at you anyway? - " You'd be surprised, then. " - It's practically some kind of inane magically ability you have. ' Impossible to be angry at forever'. " she explained, adding a little laugh at the end.

Harley smiled; she was trying to make him feel better, of course she was. " Heh, not everyone is as forgiving as you. " he told her, his face coming into close proximity to hers, " So you'd be surprised. " He knew she'd probably blow up on him for this, and chase him down and beat him to a bloody pulp, but that was alright, her reaction would totally be worth it. He pecked her on the cheek and began fast walking away from her, ready to be chased, towards the Faculty of Student Life.

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It was late.

Step. Step. Step.

For these seconds, Dylan could only hear the sounds of his footsteps echo around him in the quiet street. Smoke billowed out of his mouth as he exhaled after a long drag from his cigarette. He was dressed the same as ever coming from his bouncer job with a smart shirt and pants and the usual waist coat. He'd attracted a lot of attention tonight, from girls and jealous guys alike, but ultimately the night's work hadn't been much trouble. The club that Dylan worked as a bouncer at was called 'Club Neo-rosé' and was owned by an incredibly flamboyant Japanese guy who called himself Miki-chan. Dylan had worked at the Night Club for a while now and was well known by the usual tenants and staff alike. He liked his job. It suited him. It paid well. It kept him sharp.
Tonight, the guy who was to take over his shift had called in sick. Dylan had offered to take the spare shift for no additional pay, but Miki-chan had waved him off saying: "Oh, Dylan honey! Don't you mind that at all, you stud. I'll call in Black Rodney, you've worked hard tonight so go get that sweet ass of yours home, babe."
So, Dylan had accepted and just covered the gap in shifts until 'Black Rodney' had arrived. Black Rodney was appropriately named such and didn't mind it. The guy was huge, black, and tough. Dylan sparred with the guy now and then, but he was a good bloke. Miki-chan, while as gay as the day was long was good to Dylan, giving him a job and decent wage. Dylan didn't mind the bad over the top flirting as that was just how Miki-chan was with everybody. All in all, Dylan had a good thing going in his life right now.
Dylan realised that he'd finished his cigarette, and reached into his front pocket to extract another from the packet.

"Somebody, hel-!" a scream cut off the sound of Dylan's echoing footsteps and cut through the night.

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They had been laying in wait when the perfect two had walked past. Instantly, the three had struck, smacking the guy over the back of the head with a pipe, and dragging him and the terrified girl into the alleyway.​

They didn't know the two in question, they just wanted a good time. While the guy was dazed, they worked at the girl, tying a gag around her mouth to stop her voice from leaking out. She resisted of course, but with three of them, she wasn't having a hope of breaking free. They started tearing away at her clothes with eager and vulgar expressions on their faces, enjoying the girl's evident fear.​

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Oh. The tart's boyfriend was up and desperately trying to help her. Too bad. It wouldn't be enough. He was down again, desperately trying to cover himself as he was kicked and beaten on the floor he lay.​

"Somebody, hel-!" Shít. That was close. The boyfriend's attempt of an attack had given the girl a chance to free herself from the gag and try to scream for help. Shame though that he had caught her and clasped a hand over her mouth before she could finish. OUCH! The fúcking bítch! She bit him! He backhanded her like the weak girl she was and let her fall to the floor before he climbed on top of her, ready to start what they had been waiting for. ​

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The next thing he knew... his head had hit something hard, and he saw stars.​

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Dylan was stood in the alleyway having startled the other two who were wailing on the guy on the floor. The third guy he had flung somewhere behind him easily.​

Their startled looks faded quickly as they glared at the blonde bouncer. Dylan took a glance at the guy on the floor and then back at the disheveled girl who was looking up at him, tears in her eyes, but hope and gratefulness too. Eyes which said Thank You.​

Dylan sighed, but then smirked at the same time. So much for a quiet night... but it was more fun this way. ​

The guys both charged him at once. Dylan stood where he was, hands in his pockets, and an unlit cigarette loosely hanging from his mouth, not even budging as the first closed the gap and came at him with a wild hay-maker. Dylan ducked under the blow with ease and bought his leg up, slamming his foot into the thug's gut, winding him and knocking him back. The second guy was upon him next. Dylan dodged the charge again with ease and bought his hands out of his pockets, first jabbing his left fist into the guys chest with force. He quickly followed up by smashing his right palm into the guys face before he could even recover from the two cracked ribs he'd just received. The guy slumped back into the wall, and dropped down, out cold.​

The guy Dylan had kicked was up again, clutching his gut, but in the other hand, holding a pipe. He charged Dylan again. Didn't these guys ever learn? That clearly didn't work.​

The pipe came swinging down, but Dylan simply outstretched an arm and caught it in his hand. With surprising flexibility, he bought his leg up and smashed his foot into the guys chin.​

That was two out cold now. ​

Dylan turned around... Ah yes. The third. The coward had pulled himself together by now and was approaching the girl now, knife in hand, likely attempting to use her as a hostage. the girl herself hadn't noticed because her eyes had been drawn to the fight that had just happened.​

Before this last guy could even contemplate it, Dylan was already between him and the girl, and his elbow came crushing down on top of the guy's head, crumpling the thug in an instant.​

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Dylan had picked up the unconscious bodies of the thugs one by one and left them to wake up in a dumpster somewhere. Once done, he looked at the girl still shaken, and the just waking boyfriend.
"You got a light?" Dylan asked her from out of nowhere. ...Surprised, she nodded and handed him one. He took it from her shaking hand and ignited the end of the cigarette, still in his mouth from this whole time. He passed it back to her and nodded at the boyfriend. "I suggest you call an ambulance and the police. Either way... those guys won't be bothering anyone anytime soon." He mumbled before turning and leaving the alleyway the way he had come.

 

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[/url]xxxxx"Tarry and I are not actually blood brothers, his gramps and my gramps are actually bros. Sort of pissed that he never mentioned me before but I guess its sort of reasonable considering we haven't seen each other in quite the long time" Casey said with as grin. Oh. So they weren't actually brothers, after all. That made a little more sense-- sort of. "So anyways who are you? Tarry's girlfriend or something?....weird he never mentioned he had one..." Casey said placing his finger on his chin as he glanced upward. Girlfriend?! Heidi blushed profusely.

xxxxx"we should probably talk about this inside" Before she had a chance to rebutle, Casey was dragging her back into Altair's room. Her body was hot and her cheeks burned bright pink. She stumbled forward a few times as he skipped, before finally pulling her wrist away once inside the room.

xxxxx"I-I'm not," she started, "I'm n-not his girlfriend. M-my name is Heidi." Her cheeks were still burning as she made her way across the room to pick up the phone. This was so incredibly uncomfortable. Do you wish you were his girlfriend? Wh-what?! Well? N-no! That's good. It would kill you, remember. I haven't forgotten! Whatever you say deary. I haven't... It's not like he would want you to be anyway, so that's good. No reason to set yourself up for heartache that we didn't cause. She was glaring now, and wanting to cry, but Heidi wiped it from her face as she looked back at Casey. "Altair...Altair was just helping me. Now he disappeared." Where did he go?

xxxxxShe glanced down at the phone and saw a blinking light at the top. Why was it blinking? Pressing the button on the side, it showed an unread message. Someone responded to her?! Heidi clicked on it, hoping for it to be Altair. It wasn't. A twinge of disappointment settled in, but it was Harley. Harley was nice. She liked Harley, even if he did yell at her. Heidi tapped on the name, opening up the message.

xxxxxParty? What party? She stared blankly at the screen. There was a party and she wasn't invited? Of course not. She didn't know anyone, and no one would want her there if she did. Heidi sighed sadly before clicking the reply key.

xxxxxSetting the phone back down on the bed, Heidi ran her fingers through her hair nervously before returning her gaze to Casey.

 

Harley had gotten closer and closer to her. Somewhat uncomfortably close, and yet she also yearned to be closer while at the same time afraid to. "H-harley..." she eeked out as he leaned in close and gave her a small kiss on her cheek before turning and high tailing east. Why. That. JERK. How DARE HE PLAY WITH ME. "COME BACK HERE, *******!" she roared as she charged after him. It really wasn't fair as Allison was not the most athletic person around and all she could do was follow after Harley's shrinking silhouette. But I'll always follow. I'll catch up eventually. She was somewhat sad that Harley was still an enigma, but all in due time. All in due time when he was ready.

In no time they reached the building as the party was ongoing. It looked like a few people were already there, but it wasn't a night club. Not that she had ever gone to a night club. "Well looks like we made it. Oh wow there's still plenty of pizza! Oh sweet! Hawaiian pizza. OH DUDE SAUSAGE. IS THAT SUPER SMASH OVER THERE?" Needless to say Allison was excited about this. "Oh wow who set all this up? I need to thank them. It's been such a long time since I've touched a console..."

 

If Marcus had cat ears they would twitch in surprise. He was mostly a nostoalgic fan of the old video gaming consoles, but he appreciated them like any true gamer. And here was another person who probably felt the same, to the point of picking them up and dusting them off and playing them. A simple glance around the party showed that more faces had showed up, and most of them were familiar Brookridges. Tha was fine because his look was to search and see if someone would play the older models, they weren't. Marcus gave the boy a determined nod before speaking, "I've never beaten it alone. But let's see how far we can get! Be sure to get a drink or something, it's all for all here. I'll start up the two player mode."

He headed to the ancient game and selected the classic Mario game from the stack. Placing it inside the slot and firing up the console. Grinning all the while as he picked up the controller from atop the machine and selected the multiplayer mode. It was when that was done that he settled into a chair and selected Mario as his character. He hoped the other boy didn't mind, it was just that he had the first controller. This was so exciting, sure the boy could be an awful gamer but that wasn't the point. He had a friend, one who played video games at that. Sure gamers weren't a rare commodity, but for certain people friendship was. Wait wait, he was getting ahead of himself, this guy didn't even know Marcus, the thought made him sigh, maybe after this party he'd be. But for now, it was too safe too assume. Operation Party Friend was still in progress. Complete the mission above anything else.

 

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Bronagh had finished her food at that point and was cleaning her room listening to audio messages left on her phone. Most were her mother, which by no surprise, included a drunk sobbing 37 year old crying "I'm sorry" into the phone. When she was done she had gotten herself a glass of water and got an email.​

Spoiler: Email

Miss Williamson, you have mail waiting for you at the desk

"Oh I forgot about that." She whispered to herself as she got dressed, brushed up her hair, put on her hat and left the room with everything she usually took with her. She went and got her mail, which had a new credit card, but she also got something else.​

She went outside and sat on a bench she found, she really had no idea where she was at that point, and she opened up letter.​

Spoiler: Letter

Hey Bronagh~ How have you been? I haven't heard from you in forever and I know you prefer writing to phone calls so let us do this the old fashioned way!
So my dog died, I'm a bit sad because of how long I had him. You remember? It was the Newfoundland. He's in a better place though.
So I heard through the grapevine about Bellhurst, tough. But at least you get to dorm and stay away from meanie Rosemarie your mother. Make sure to write me back and tell me about what happened to ya!

Miss you Nagh~​

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Bronagh smiled because it was a letter from her best friend, which was something she really needed. She pulled out a sheet of paper and wrote out something in reply.​

Spoiler: Bronagh's Reply

Hi!
I'm doing fine, I'm sorry I haven't gotten to you earlier about everything.
Nothing really had happened other than the Bellhurst incident, but I did have a family funeral to go to. My uncle Cody died.
I'm still doing gardening and all that stuff, at home I had just turned the soil so it was read for the spring.

Bronagh sat there looking at the letter for a few minutes, and realized how much pain her friend might be in... IF she does die within the 100 days she was threatened... but... she didn't know how to tell her... but she found herself penning something down.​

Spoiler: Listen hun.

I need you to keep a secret for me okay. About a week or two ago I kind of became a daredevil. I realized after my uncle died that we really do have short lives don't we? So I figured while I'm young I'm going to live my life to the fullest, starting with the stupid stuff.
I haven't told my mother because she would DEFINITELY say "no" but this phase is going to be quick anyway... I have stuff scheduled for about 100 days which has already started. I want you to know that a lot of these stunts are life threatening. Yes, you heard me right.

If I do die, within that time span, it's definitely my fault because I failed to listen to safety instructions or something. If I don't, then yay! But I want you to know because I know how hurt you get. I pretty much signed my own death warrant but it's going to expire. I'll be okay, but I want you to know this. And DON'T TELL ANYONE. please. I miss you.

Bronagh folded up the letter and put in her pocket so she could send it out to her as soon as she could. She found herself looking up at the sky again and at the clouds.​

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xxxxxHaving not received an immediate reply from Benjamin, Marina walked to the party alone. She smirked as she followed behind a boy and girl running down the hall. He was definitely attractive and the girl...well, she did not matter. Marina walked passed them and pushed open the door to the party room. Video games and pizza. Two of her least favorite things, aside from girls. "I have arrived," she announced in a loud theatrical voice.​

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xxxxxMarina waved her arms in a half circle before moving to take off her coat and set it on the back of a chair. She took a seat and pulled the deck of cards out from the pocket of the jacket. Shuffling them, Marina leaned back in the chair, waiting. They would come to her. They always did. She was not here for the games and the pizza, but for the clients. Whether new or old, they all came. Everyone wanted reading and fortunes told. It was these rare events that she allowed the women to approach her as well.​

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xxxxxIt would reflect poorly if she flat out denied them in front of the men. Marina had to resist the urge to gag when providing them with palm readings and the like. They only ever wanted to know one thing, love. It was all they ever asked for. What was in store for their relationship? When would they meet Mr. Right? It was pitiful and annoying. It was one of the reasons why she despised them so. They never had anything interesting to say or ask.​

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Alex had gotten to the cafeteria with not trouble at all. Making himself a quick and easy meal, he put up his tray and left. As he walked through the halls, he pondered what to do. He could always walked through town or somewhere else. After all, he's yet to actually look around his new home. Then he had an idea, why not head over to Ishmael Coffee. Aside from always wanting to try coffee, it seemed like a good place to good. Now with a destination, Alex headed off in that direction.

 

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Upon entering the room Casey noticed the blushing face of Heidi and could only begin to snicker "heh you blushing" Casey said happily as he jumped onto Altair's bed and sat on it with a grin. "Anyways its nice to meet you Heididy" Casey said as he suddenly crossed his arms and cupped his chin with his hand "hmmm though I wonder where Altair has gone though...that lazy ass is always usually sleeping in most of the time" Casey said as he shrugged his shoulders "ehh he'll turn up eventually" Casey said.

Placing his thoughts aside Casey glanced back at Heidi and grinned "so if your not Altair's girlfriend then who are you exactly? I mean your in his room after all and you don't look like your hiding anything" Casey said placing his hands on his hips "you'd best not lie, I am a defender of justice after all and I can see through your lies!" Casey said giving the girl a stern look...which didn't change anything considering his child like face made it hard to even take seriously.

 

Looking around a bit and after freaking out some more over the soda selection, Allison noticed that she recognized someone else in the room besides Harley. The kid from the hotsprings. With heterochromia. Oh hey! Ah but it looks like he's busy playing classic Super Mario with some other guy. Tough game that is. Well...maybe I could just...sit and talk anyway. Would that be a distraction? Ehh..... she thought worriedly. It was then she heard a somewhat loud announcement from another girl. Turning around Allison took one look at her and turned back around keeping a stoic face. She did not look like the gaming type. At all. She looked more like a model maybe, and someone with a lot of confidence and style, as Allison had never seen anyone wear multicolored lipstick before. She was sure only a few kind of people could ever pull off such a look and Allison was absolutely not one of those people. Not to mention she seemed way more theatrical that if she didn't seem so scary and imposing, Allison would've laughed at the sheer silliness of it. Oh man I wish I was cool enough to announce my presence like that. Well I'm not cool or close with anyone yet. Paying no mind to the obviously out of place girl, Allison made her way to the two boys playing on the Super Nintendo. "Hey there guys, can I watch?" She asked hoping they say yes.

 

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Ben quickly received a response from Marina; he would be going to the party. Ben let out a sigh of relief. If anything, he would still be able to speak with her at the party. But what would he wear? He rifled through his dresser, looking for a shirt to change into. After a few moments of consideration, he decided to put on a simple white dress shirt and a green sweater vest over it. Maybe a bit to formal for a pizza party, but if he had to socialize, he wanted to make a good impression.​

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Ben entered the party room and looked around. Thankfully, it seemed that not many people had arrived yet. There was no sign of the black-haired boy he had seen in the profile picture on Cherno's Tumblr page. He did, however, spot Marina. She sat in a chair, a bright orange jacket on the back of it. Tarot cards shuffled back and forth through her hands. Had she come her to search for clients? Ben shrugged off the thought. Now he had a chance to speak with her.​

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After taking a seat he saw that he would be player two. This was slightly bothersome, since he was supposed to be the main character in his gaming adventures. But in the end he knew he had to respect one of the most important unspoken rules; 'host is always player one.'

"Ready to go," he said as he got an extra soda and waited his turn. It was not long after that when someone else came up to them, some girl by the sounds of it but he couldn't take his eyes off of the screen. And apparently she wished to watch. "Well, duh, of course you can," he said with some laughter though jokingly.

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There had been talk about some party going on somewhere on campus so the blonde went out searching for the source before returning to her room with a flyer. Seemed like it was some nerd set-up so her interest quickly died. However as the day rolled on with nothing to do or eat she began seriously considering the deal. Who knows, maybe the nerds could be entertaining?

In any case she realized she did not shower the day before so that had to be done. There was no rush, but still she made haste. For if too many people showed what if she got associated with the ones there? Ah, no one even knew her name and with the weeks before classes started everyone would surely forget.

Still...despite going for a distracting and food the girl took her time in picking out her clothes. It's just been so long since she's been to a party or even dressed up, so why not use this chance to?

This dress was too formal... What about these pants? No, too casual... Ugh, fuck it. Something simple will do. And once it was decided she was off.

And when she got there it seemed to be later than she hoped as the place was pretty fill, for a party like this during some off time anyway. Which was nice, as it made it easy to bump into people without them making much of it.

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Allison smiled as she sat down next to the heterochromic one. Then she just stayed silent and watched the screen. Well great. Now you're stuck. What're you going to say now? Her smile turned back into her usual normal somewhat stoic face. She decided she would wait until they died or something before speaking. "Oh that was a great try. So I remember seeing you elsewhere before but you left before we could actually meet," she started, remembering that morning. Now that she thought about it, he had seemed a lot more depressed then than now. Dude. There was death. You seem to be the only that keeps skipping over those CRUCIAL DETAILS. Oh right. Death. She did tend to go over those sorts of things fast and not focus on them. Allison got the feeling that if she did overthink and feel things, she'd break and shatter. Best to breeze over them. "I'm Allison." she turned and smiled a small smile. Over the last few years she had managed to train herself to smile more at people. So that they don't beat her up or something over an unintentional scowl or some such. Socializing was still a bit painful, but knowing that Harley was in the room, calmed her some. He always did seem to superficially excel at socializing. She thinks so. Maybe.

 

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xxxxxHeididy? She watched him rush over to Altair's bed and land on top, his face cupped in his hands. "hmmm though I wonder where Altair has gone though...that lazy ass is always usually sleeping in most of the time" He never seemed to sleep in that much when she was around. She began move over to one of her suitcases when Casey piped up again. "so if your not Altair's girlfriend then who are you exactly? I mean your in his room after all and you don't look like your hiding anything" She froze.​

xxxxx"I-it's...complicated. Not girlfriend." She didn't know how to explain, nor did she really want to. Her chest was pounding. She needed to change the conversation somehow. Remembering Harley's text, she turned back to Casey. "Do...do you know anything about a...a party?" She asked timidly. Maybe Casey knew something, because she was clueless.​

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xxxxx"Marina." Marina glanced up from her card shuffling at the boy in front of her. Benjamin. She smiled at him and puckered her lips.

xxxxx"Benjamin sweetie. What a pleasure." She gestured at the seat beside her for him to sit down. "How can I help you?" Marina had an idea, but figured she would let him ask her. Laying the cards out on a small table in front of her, she frowned. Still the same. Glancing back up at him, her expression quickly changed back into an inviting one. "Would you like some sort of service, or just to talk?" She regathered the cards and set them neatly in her lap.

 

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xxxxxxxxxx After spending about an hour, or so, in the Heliocanthea, Kallisti deiced to get up and be somewhere else. From the few voices she had heard in her peace, there was some sort of gathering, a part, at the Faculty of Student Life. Perhaps it had been set up so that the new students from Bellhurst and the natives of Brookridge could mingle? It didn't sound like a . . . horrid idea, but . . .

Kallisti wasn't exactly a party person, she did not like too many people around her at once, even if she wasn't the center of attention. She had first thought to turn down the offer ( although she hadn't been invited by anyone ), but when she heard it was a sort of video game party . . . There were second thoughts. Perhaps they would have Brawl, or any of the Assassin's Creed series? Little Big Planet was always a fun game to have at gatherings, as well . . .

She wondered if Tyler would be there.

YOU SEEM TO BE DOING WELL ENOUGH. And why should I not be well? YOU HAVE ME TO THANK FOR THAT. . . . That is not really an answer. IT'S OKAY, IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE, KALLISTI. JUST KNOW THAT YOU'VE GOT ME TO THANK FOR YOU NOT HAVING A MENTAL BREAKDOWN. I still do not understand why you say such things when I have not the slightest idea of what you might be speaking of. IT'S OKAY. TRUST ME, I'M A DOCTOR. You are not, do not say such lies. There is no use in trying to get me to thank you, for I do not know what I should be thanking you for. . . . TOUCHÉ.

Kallisti had decided she would go to this little soiree, it couldn't possibly be all horrible. The first thing that had met her hearing, though, when she walked into the large room was " I have arrived. " She averted her eyes from the main crowd of people to search for the origin of the voice and found, in its place, a girl. Kallisti looked at her, scouted her person and appearance; she was more than likely an attractive young lady under all of that gaudy and slightly ridiculous makeup. Her clothing, though Kallisti did not look long, was just as equally distasteful. A shirt that read " LET'S MAKE OUT. " . . . At least have a little more class. NOT EVERYONE IS AS ELEGANT AS YOU ARE, KALLISTI. Oh, hush, I did not ask you . . .

She looked away from her previous subject of interest and began to move forward, around the people, content that there were not so many of them around, yet. A few familiar faces had appeared, and then she saw Allison ( that was her name, right? ), the girl who was friends with Harley. And there was he, next to her, having not even noticed her yet. She didn't know if she was grateful or not for that; she used to be terrified of him, but . . . something had changed since then. She hadn't the slightest idea what it might have been that changed, but she could look at her cousin now without internally screaming. A small blush appeared on her face and she pulled her black scarf up to her mouth, closer, to conceal the expression.

Much to her joy, Kallisti had found a PlayStation 3 unattended too and a wide variety of games - and just the one she was looking for! Assassin's Creed Brotherhood. Quickly, before anyone else could come, she grabbed a chair, turned on the game and began to remove her jacket. Soon, she was playing multiplayer and earning the high score in her second session as The Courtesan.

Ah, it was almost as if she were home and life was normal . . .

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xxxxxxxxxx Without fail, Harley had beaten Alli there. He didn't blame her though, she was the less athletic of the both of them, but it had been fun to see her try and catch him. When she had come after him, Harley realized that another message was waiting to be read. Heidi had probably responded. Was she still having problems with figuring out how to work the phone? He laughed a little. He could probably help her out some time, if she asked.

they are very complicated.​

make no sense.​

don't know what to do with it.​

no one told me 'bout a party.​

have fun.​

-heidi​

He frowned at the text. He and Alli hadn't been invited, and they still came. It was an open party, and Heidi probably didn't talk to many people. He began to think though, she was probably nervous around lots of humans at once, and he didn't know if he wanted to ask her to come if it was a danger to her sake. It couldn't hurt to suggest? Harley normally wasn't unsure, but he didn't know Heidi well and long, so he was basing off of what he did know of her.

You didn't have to be told. It's an open invite.​

Come if you want. There's food and video games.​

People. Potential friends?​

Good luck with your phone. I can always help, if you want.​

If you don't come anyway, stay safe.​

- Harley.​

She might be the only person besides his cousin that he has worked so hard to be friends with, or to at least . . . know on a generally good level. Alli had been a hit an miss, but they became friends naturally. Harley didn't make friends, he made enemies and toys.

A loud, girlish voice snapped him from his thoughts " I have arrived. " He looked to see who it was and saw a girl dressed as something out of a magazine for . . . bad outfits and weird lipstick. She had a nice body though, probably a pretty face, but she didn't mean much to him upon first sight. For a moment, he thought to go talk to her, but then someone else had, a boy with brown hair, had appeared first.

When he looked back again, Alli was watching someone play a game. Oh, it was Anthony, the Hero. Harley let a smile creep onto his face. Anthony seemed visibly better since their last interaction. He was glad. Oh, the Super Nintendo. Nice. Harley made his way over to Alli and Anthony, but occasionally threw glances at the person playing the PS3 and the girl who reminded him of a peacock. With . . . ridiculous lipstick.