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Bronagh picked up her phone, opening it up and looking to see if she had missed anything substantial. Other than messages from her mother and aunt there wasn't anything; phone calls and all.​

Bronagh opened up Marina's phone and searched for it's number. She didn't add her number to Marina's she added Marina's number to her's. She didn't plan on calling her unless there was something horrible important, but she wanted the number in case something happened.​

She didn't read any messages, because it wasn't her place to do so. Bronagh put on new clothes and washed her face. As she was leaving she noticed her old note to Eleanora was still there. She didn't mind, especially since Eleanora was most likely going through what she went through, well at least the body swap.​

Bronagh grabbed her phone, Marina's things, her little notebook, and her key and left the room.​

Bronagh silenced her phone and walked to Marina's room. She did not know if she was asleep or not, but at least the interruption of sleep wouldn't be too harmful. Bronagh knocked on the door and waited, pulling out her notebook and reading what she had written.​

 

Allison had woke up eventually to the general noise of people working and walking around. It was actually a bit of a surprise that she slept with all the noise in the first place though that may have been because the noise reminded her of ambient white noise like the city. She sat up in her "bed" and just thought. She had a lot of time now, so she could think about various things, mostly about the e-mail and the events that she witnessed. Allison didn't want to think about death, but she had to come to terms with the fact that at least 3 teenagers around her age had died. This "game" was deadly and she didn't know what to do to calm Crestatia down from killing them all immediately. She didn't want to kill anyone else and be a murderer too, and she really didn't want anyone else turning into one. Being forced to, just seemed so...it didn't seem right at all. She thought back to the meeting and the questions and the vague answers they received but recalled one particular one. Deals...no one had made a deal yet, and no one knows what the consequences are...well how do you go about making a deal with Crestatia? Is it like bargaining like in the 5 stages of grief? Or do I need to summon her with a full on magic circle of blood or some crap? Allison was confused as she pondered about these things. There was no way she was drawing some intricate circle that would probably end up looking like a lopsided oval because she was no Michaelangelo and the thought of cutting herself made shivers run down her spine. Not to mention she wouldn't know what to put in the circle. Plus there was a space issue, and she wouldn't know what sort of fanciful "spell" to say since her Latin was so rusty it might as well have been nonexistant. 3 years wasted... she sighed ashamed of herself. That left old fashioned "bargaining". How to go about this? It had been a long time since Allison had "prayed" as she stopped being religious a long time ago. However she closed her eyes and folded her hands together in her lap. This was probably good enough.

Dear Crestatia, I guess I'll try making a deal with you. I don't really have much to lose at the moment since I'm stuck in jail for something I didn't do, but Elizabeth was forced to do because of you. However since this is a deal, there's got to be an offer right? Some kind of give and take thing. I...actually don't know what I REALLY want right now, but for starters I guess for this situation to somehow rectify itself. You're magical right? That can be done right? But I guess you wouldn't really do something that nice and miraculous would you? At least not without a price. So, I guess I'd like to know your price. What do you want exactly? Besides a winner of course. You said we're all pawns, so we're all on a gameboard. Do you want an upgraded pawn? To something like...a rook? Or a knight? Or a bishop or something? Some kind of other chess piece? Obviously I'm not fit to be a player like you, but work with me here. Also I sure hope this is working. Otherwise I feel so ridiculously silly that I just thought up an imaginary imaginary conversation to myself. Um...sincerely, Allison Zhao.

She opened her eyes again and tried not to feel embarrassingly silly that she had practically "wrote up" something like a letter to Santa mentally. For now there was nothing much else to do but wait and maybe "compose" more letters later.

 

~Tyler Ashes~​

[Tumblr ~ Mood: ??????? ~ OOC ~ ♪Listening to♪] = Currently occupying Harley Jackson's body.​

~Zoey Quill~​

[Mood: Waking up...~ OOC: Since I don't know what to do since I'm still with Mid for now. Let's prepare for some filler tastic posts! XD ~ ♪Listening to♪] = Currently occupying Heidi Layne​

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Zoey found her eyes slowly opening in the morning... She was still in Heidi's body as far as her RPer was aware as he couldn't read the thread properly as stated before.
...She looked over and the pink hair girl who actually 'apparently' had Matt inside her was on the floor next to her.
...How long had she slept for, she'd exhausted herself one night and then sleep completely through the next day and night. ...Everything was a state of confusion. She kept her eyes closed because it was easier and finally, the voice that wasn't hers came out. Asking Matt something that was bothering her. "...Even if we ever get our own bodies back... we're still gonna die eventually... In such a short amount of time because of this game... You know? ...There are so many things we've not had the chance to do yet. I'll never get to try that cake I saw back home... I'll never see my mother again maybe... I'll never get the chance to become one myself... I'll never even have my first kiss." She shrugged as she made a list of minor petty things to more major and back down to minor. "So many things... we're meant to have our whole lives ahead of us. But that's been taken away." She still didn't open her eyes even now, as if closing them rejected the current reality. "What about you. What do you think about all this? About the email? About the future? Everything. ...Matt. You say you'll protect me... but is there really anything we can do?" She asked, showing a weaker side to him than she was used to showing.

 

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{Predictions: Optimism is an important part of life ○ Mood: Giddy ○ Client: ???}​

{Day: 23 1/3 ○ Tumblr ○ Wearing x & x ○ Wig}​

[/url]"I know the now.

I study the past.​

To Predict the Future."​

xxxxxMarina opened her eyes to the sight of a stary sky above her head. She sighed contently before closing them once more and cuddling in under the covers. It was another ten minutes before she opened them again realizing what she missed the first time. Slowly, she opened them again, staring at the stars, then the deep purple walls covered in paintings and images of constellations. The warm navy sheets and duvet held her snuggly in place. How had she not noticed this the first time? She was in her room. Her glorious wonderful room. Marina jumped out of bed and looked directly across at the vanity mirror. It was her real reflection. The grin on her face was so wide and stupid but she did not care.

xxxxxThe psychic giggled and ran barefoot into her closet, hugging a wall full of dresses. "It is okay babies. Mommy's here. Did you miss me? I missed you ever so much! We shall reunite very shortly." She skipped into the bathroom and began to draw a bath. A bath sounded glorious after being trapped in such a small disgusting body. The tub filled of ginger and cinnamon bath salts as she lathered the soapy bodywash all over. It was warm and relaxing. Soft music played in the background as she soaked the last few days away. She had missed this ever so much.

xxxxxWhen the long drawn out bath was finally done, Marina returned to the closet dressed in a robe. It was a difficult decision, picking which beloved dress to wear after so many days away. Granted, it had only been two, but still. Today felt like a pink kind of day and she decided to settle upon one that fit ever so well with her mood. She spent awhile getting ready, doing her hair and makeup. If she were to meet with all the Bellhurst students, looking like herself was probably for the best. She left all her prescious wigs sitting on their mannequin heads and put her hair into an updo. Not long after painting her nails a shade of pink to match her overall theme, there was a knocking at the door.

xxxxx"A visitor!" she exclaimed in her smooth soprano voice. Marina skipped across the room in a pair of pink pumps and pulled the door open rather quickly. The oh so familiar face of Bronagh greeted her and she frowned slightly. She had missed her clients, and anticipated their arrival, but to no avail. The frown did not last long though, for she was in too good a mood. "Is it not glorious? Look we are ourselves again! I told you it was only a matter of time." In an act she would never admit to happening, Marina hugged the much shorter girl briefly. She was just too happy to refrain from anything. It was the most friendly act towards another girl she had shown in a long time, not that she particularly cared for it. "Come! Let us get breakfast. Then there will be a meeting in the dining hall later. I intend to stay down there though. You may do what you wish."

xxxxxBefore leaving, she ran back into the room, grabbing her deck of cards and a jacket. It was rather convenient of Bronagh to appear. She needed her phone, wallet, and purse. The keys were already back in the bedroom though, given the fact that they swapped back when deciding to sleep in one another's rooms. Marina slipped the jacket on and then exited her dorm room. Her cheeks began to hurt from smiling so greatly, but she did not mind.

 

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Brookridge Announcement​

{ Alerted Via: Breaking News / Email Alerts / PA System / Daily Newsletter / ETC }​

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THERE HAVE BEEN SEVERAL REPORTED SIGHTINGS OF THE HIGHLY VENOMOUS UGALAVINE STALKING SNAKE.BECAUSE OF THE COLD WEATHER, THESE SNAKES HAVE LIKELY BEEN SEEKING SHELTER. DETAILS ARE FEW, BUT WE'VE BEEN TOLD THAT SEVERAL INSULATED CAGES CONTAINING THESE SNAKES WERE FOUND DISCARDED AND BROKEN ALONG THE ROADS NEARBY. IT IS ASSUMED THAT THESE CAGES MUST HAVE FALLEN OFF OF ONE OF THE USUAL TRUCKS HEADING TOWARDS ANTILUM TECH LABORATORIES. A BITE IS HIGHLY LETHAL. IF YOU SPOT ONE OF THESE SNAKES, PLEASE LEAVE THE AREA IMMEDIATELY AND INFORM THE CLOSEST WILDLIFE CONTROL OFFICER YOU CAN FIND. OFFICERS HAVE BEEN DISPATCHED ALL AROUND THE AREA TO HELP RESOLVE THE ISSUE. WE SUGGEST WEARING THICK CLOTHING. THESE SNAKES ARE KNOWN TO STRIKE UNPROVOKED.​

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She had expected a frown, but she had not expected it to change so quickly. Perhaps it was the whole "we're back in our correct bodies" thing, but maybe not.​

. "Is it not glorious? Look we are ourselves again! I told you it was only a matter of time."​

Bronagh nodded, yeah... time... she then smiled back, although it didn't last long due to the unexpected hug. She tried to smile again but kept finding herself with a straight face. She looked at the girl's outfit though, there was a lot of pink...​

"Come! Let us get breakfast. Then there will be a meeting in the dining hall later. I intend to stay down there though. You may do what you wish."​

A meeting? Alright then...​

Bronagh followed Marina to the dining hall holding out her things towards her. She was trying to not think but kept failing to do so. After a minute or so she spoke out, "Is everyone else switched back, that you know of? And what type of meeting is going to happen in the dining hall?"​

Bronagh heard a beep on her phone and checked it, she got a message from Brookridge and she stopped walking, "Marina... Marina... I... I can't explain this message in words..."​

 

Alex soon awoke with the beeping of his phone, he grabbed it and looked at the message that was on it. Snake loose. How did that happened. As if thing weren't already difficult. Now he was going to have to be extra careful today. Getting out of bed, he got himself dressed and left for some breakfast. The whole time keeping an eye out for anything out of place.

 

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Her mouth opened to reply but before the words could form she was cut off by the PA system's sudden message. What a bizarre turn of events.

"Something like that... No doubt it's another round from our dear game master. Don't you agree?"

Suddenly some jeans, a t-shirt, and a jacket felt really thin, hardly enough to guard against a snake bite. At least the winter air made her avoid dresses or something of the like, and surely had done the same for others. More importantly her brother who should be covered. In any case this should not change their plans, as she wasn't about to let her body rot in a cell. Not when she could be transported back to it, anyway.

A thoughtful gaze fell on Harley as her expression remained blank.

"Does this will you to stay here or are we still going together?"

 

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

[ OOC : SNAKES ON A ROLEPLAY ]​

[ DAY : 23 - 1/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 22, 2012 ]​

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

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I N xM Y xC R O W N , I xA M xK I N G .
D O N ' T xM E S S xW I T H xM E .

xxxxxxxxxx Snakes, huh? He should be fine, his shoes and pants seemed thick enough, and if they were going to be walking on the sidewalk and the snakes would be looking for shelter, they should be alright. At least this was what he thought. He had wrestled a snake once. It was not very big, but it was scary as hell.

" Does this mean you will stay here, or are we still going together? " Elizabeth asked him, and he looked thoughtful; now why would she ask him that? Well . . . There was Kallisti, but surely she would be alright. He wondered if she had her bow with her, if she could still shoot properly in that smaller body of hers.

A custom made bow, it was, one that was tailored to her body and needs to near-perfection. Would she still be able to handle it in Cristina's body?

" Elizabeth is my friend. " he clarified, " I'm not going to let an innocent stay in a cage when she's done nothing wrong - and I assume you don't want her in there, either for . . . other reasons. " And then he swung the keys to his car, " Let's go. " And so they two started off.

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{Predictions: so much for optimism ○ Mood: distraught ○ Client: Bronagh}​

{Day: 23 1/3 ○ Tumblr ○ Wearing x & x ○ Wig}​

[/url]"I know the now.

I study the past.​

To Predict the Future."​

xxxxxMarina took her things from Bronagh with an eagerness to it. "Is everyone else switched back, that you know of? And what type of meeting is going to happen in the dining hall?" She glanced down at her phone and then at Bronagh.

xxxxx"I will find out the status of the others in just a moment, but if we have returned to normal, one can only assume the others have as well. And the meeting is being orchestrated by Miss Olivia Suchet. She is a fellow student and email recipient. She has asked for everyone's attendance so that we may get to the bottom of things and meet one another." Marina smiled as she tapped out a few messages to her fellow students. First to Olivia, then Benjamin, followed by Elliot, Casey, and Dylan.

xxxxxShe looked up from her phone as Bronagh began to speak again. "Marina... Marina... I... I can't explain this message in words..."

xxxxx"Whatever do you mean?" Glancing down, her eyes grazed over the text as the loud speakers began to chime with the most horrendous news. Her hands began shaking. Snakes. . .loose. . . She swallowed hard and fear filled eyes stared at the younger girl blankly. "Br-Bro-nagh. . ." Of all god damn things it just had to be snakes. Marina could feel her heart rate pick up and her knees began to quake. "W-we should. . .should move quickly. . .yeah?" She took shaky steps forward. How safe was the school now? The dining hall. That was their first destination. After that, they could make a plan. . .or something. Her thought process was rapidly beginning to shut down as she moved.

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xxxxxHeidi woke to the sound of an announcement. It echoed through the dorms from the speakers out in the halls. Snakes? Snakes were cool, but these didn't sound cool. She climbed out of the bed and looked over at Altair and Marcus. They must have heard it too, if it woke her. "Um. . .snakes? What should we do?" Would it be safest to just remain put? It was a good assumption. If there were snakes in the room, they would have seen them come in.

 

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Ben was awakened by the sound of Olivia's phone vibrating. He sat up and grabbed the phone, scanning the message it had received. Venomous snakes on campus? Lethal venomous snakes. This could hardly be a coincidence. It looked like the "game master" was upping the stakes today. He took the quickest shower possible, barely letting himself enjoy the hot water, and hurried to find clothing. He pulled on the thickest stockings his could find, and scanned the girl's clothing more something thick to wear over the dress. Nothing thick enough... He would have to take a sweater from his own dresser.​

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He hurried across the campus, his eyes darting across the ground, making sure to register even the slightest hint of movement. He hurried up the stairs in the boy's dorm, not daring to try the elevator. When he came to his and Elliot's room, he rapped on the door with one of Olivia's delicate hands. Please still be in there...​

 

TYLER, ZOEY, DYLAN, MATTHEW, CASEY, HARLEY, HEIDI, THEODORE
ARE SWITCHED BACK!!
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Bronagh looked at Marina and saw the fear in her eyes as she stuttered her name, she understood. She smiled at Marina in a calming way and said, "How about we just get to the dining hall, get you a glass of water, and just get something to eat. They have people out searching for them, you will be fine."​

Bronagh scratched the back of her head, she wasn't afraid of snakes nor the fact they were poisonous. The only thing that bugged her was that they were lethal. Didn't this snake issue have great timing. Bronagh looked up at the sky and was going to address her father out loud, but decided at last second to hold back. She looked around cautiously to make sure nothing was around.​

This better have nothing to do with me....​

 

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[/url]xxxxxHeidi closed her eyes for like. . .a millisecond. . .and then opened them to a different room. It was one she had been in before. Glancing around, she realized it belonged to Zoey and she was now back in her body. That was good, but now Altair was gone, but Casey (or whomever was in his body) was here and so was Harley (Tyler). Maybe she could just wait it out with them. Swinging her legs down off the bed, Heidi quickly went to the bathroom to change into the clothes she had brought for Zoey yesterday. She was still dressed the same as before. Sadly, this was all she had. Heidi decided to put the sweater back on over the other clothes for a little added protection, but there was little she could do for her legs. The jeans would just have to suffice for now. She slipped her feet back into the tennis shoes and walked back out into the bedroom. "Uh-um. . .I guess I switched back. . .somehow. . .but the snakes. . ."









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Night went by and Altair had fallen fast asleep on the chair that he sat upon. It was a relaxing rest and time moved on, but the time of rest would soon come to an end upon the notice of a single message. His eyes opened up and Altair merely shook his head with a sigh. "Killer snakes...how interesting" Altair said as he stood up on his feet and stretched as he glanced over at Heidi and Marcus "Well then if I've learned anything from my experience, it would be foolish to simply believe this a mere coincidence. Crestetia is up to her mischief again" Altair said with a calm smile as he walked over to the suitcases.

Altair began to rummage through the suitcases and once he found what he was looking for he brought out a bunch of clothes. He brought out thick items like sweaters and jackets and immediately tossed them over to the two of them "As the announcer stated, it would be best to bundle up for such a situation in order to avoid snake bites" Altair said as he began to place a sweater and jacket on. "Snakes hate the cold, they are attempting to find warmth for their coldblooded selves. With this I shall be turning down the temperature so that a place like this will be undesirable for them" Altair said.

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The pain had vanished all too suddenly and Casey Heckles could finally relax in peace...which is what he wish he could have done. Still snoozing away Casey was soon awaken by the voice of the P.A "hmmm? snakes....okay" Casey mumbled as he went back to sleep. Time moved on for a good while until..."HOOOOOOLY SHIT S-S-S-SNAKES?!?! WHAT THE HELL? I-?!" Casey began to yell as suddenly he suddenly stopped and looked down at his body "NOOOOOOOOO MY BODY! ITS RETURNED! DESSSSSPAIRRRRRRRRR" Casey cried out tearfully. True the body he was given was weak before, but it still held far more potential then the current body. Casey could only weep until he noticed two people in the room. One was a familiar face while the other was a total stranger ".........u-um sorry for the loud outburst" Casey said quietly as he lowered his head in shame.

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Darrius had woken up early that very morning and left his room without care for whoever else was in it. Silently he walked down the streets of Brookridge with a calm smile upon his face. He entered a small cafe and sat down for a nice cup of tea. Everything was peaceful up until the radio put up a very interesting story "Snakes....ah I do love your style madame, you are a true inspiration" Darrius said as he took a sip of tea. Action would be needed, but not now, tea first.

 

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Aileen found herself still in Daniel's body when she woke up. It was frustrating. She really had the urge to dance, but she couldn't in someone else's body. They didn't spend their entire lives training like she had. The girl sat up and stretched her arms upwards while yawning. Deciding that she would go out for some fresh air rather than sleep all day, she got ready. Originally, she had pulled out clothes from her own closet, but then remembered that she wasn't herself and walked over to pick out clothes from Daniel's. Their styles were completely different, and Aileen felt out of place while choosing an outfit.

When she walked out of her room, everyone in the dorm were busy chattering away about something. Walking past a few girls, Aileen could hear what they were saying:

"Did you hear about the snakes?"

"I heard that Ugalavine Stalking Snakes are loose around the academy."

"If you get bitten by one you could die."

As she neared the dorm exit, she could feel the eyes just about every girl in the hall on her. It was making her feel uncomfortable. Aileen began to walk faster. Just as she was going to push the door, she overheard what several girls were saying about her.

"Is she seriously going to go out there?" and then, "Isn't she one of the Bellhurst students? Public school kids must really be stupid." Aileen ignored whatever they were saying and walked out. The idea of snakes roaming around the Academy didn't bother her as much as the girls inside her dorm. Aileen cautiously made her way to the dining hall and stepped inside.

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Cristina woke up and noticed that Quin had not returned...and that she had not returned to her own body yet. How long was this actually going to last? I wonder how Quin's doing...

Cristina pulled out her laptop and checked for any emails. She wasn't one to check her inbox frequently because it was normally filled with spam. There was an urgent email from the school though. She moved the cursor over the email and clicked to open it. Snakes around the campus? Cristina had never had an encounter with a snake before, but she was sure that it wasn't pleasant. Would she be safe inside her dorm room? Would snakes be able to find their way in there? She decided to stay in her room as it was probably safer in the dorm than being outside.

She looked outside the window. Carmine, the cardinal that she had named the day before, wasn't sitting on the branch. I hope Carmine's okay... Had it flown out to find something to eat? Cristina was getting hungry so she pulled out a bag of cereal from her bag and started eating.

 

OOC- Aw what the fudge? I guess there were too many deals made. Also lols. Didn't know Harley was such good friends with Elizabeth. XD

Nothing had happened and Allison sighed sadly. It looked like she'd be trapped here for a while longer. They had said something about a trial that wasn't a legit courtroom Judge Trudy, Law and Order trial but a smaller trial where she would only be able to see not guilty. Well she wasn't guilty anyway, so that wasn't a problem but good god there was so much red tape and waiting and the process was taking a long while. She moped in her cell, being bored out of her mind with no internet or anything to pass the time. However, suddenly the station seemed to get a lot quieter and more panicked at the same time. Allison gazed through the bars of her cell at the opening to the rest of the station with the offices and such and saw lots of people walking around faster and more phonecalls than usual. What's going on? She crept closer and cocked her ear to the side, her face squished against the bars and her hands holding them. Listening carefully she heard another officer ask what was going on. He seemed young, and also just stepped out of the restroom. A dispatcher managed to tell him the news in the little time he had before answering another call. Her eyes widened in disbelief. Snakes? Wow really? Well...I guess I should be relatively safe here....I mean it is the police station. I mean, I'm still trapped, but this should be as safe as I could be right? Though I sure hope everyone else will be all right. It annoyed her that she still hadn't gotten her stuff back. Allison was actually pretty confused as to why she hadn't been questioned about her bag. After all, it was her bag and not "Elizabeth"'s bag. Maybe they thought I just stole it or something or maybe I'm just on the backburner now and not a priority. Eh. Still, she didn't really like feeling like a trapped princess in some dungeon in need of rescue, but there was no way she was going to be breaking the law to get out. Wait. Why not? She thought as she sat back down on her "bed". You don't have much to lose. You're going to be dead in a couple more days. And if the penal system is this slow with things, you'll never even make it to the trial. Why should you care? About anything? Well...what if the family heard? That'd be pretty ter- bullshiz. You shouldn't care anymore, you can do anything and suffer no consequences. You can be free finally. Allison was surprised at this revelation, but she still had reservations about going ballistic all of a sudden and screwing the rules. Well, laws. She pondered more about whether she should try to break out and how.

 

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{Predictions: so much for optimism ○ Mood: distraught ○ Client: Bronagh}​

{Day: 23 1/3 ○ Tumblr ○ Wearing x & x ○ Wig}​

[/url]"I know the now.

I study the past.​

To Predict the Future."​

xxxxx"How about we just get to the dining hall, get you a glass of water, and just get something to eat. They have people out searching for them, you will be fine."

xxxxxMarina nodded as they stepped out onto the exposed grounds of the academy. Swallowing hard, she wondered if there were any potential snakes lurking. It was freezing outside. Hopefully that meant any that had managed to appear were already inside a building or something, not that that was much better. With shaky fingers she pulled out her phone and dialed her father's number. He could help. He could send a helicopter or the jet. Whisk them away to safety. The helicopter would be more practical and could actually collect her, but she did not want everyone else to succumb to such a horribly fated event. After all, she knew all too well what it meant to be bitten by a venomous snake. Holding the phone up to her ear, she swallowed down the lump in her throat as they walked. "H-hello? D-daddy?" She never spoke to her parents in such a childish manner, but now she was too scared to care about what her socialite mother would say about it. "There has. . .there has been a situation."

xxxxxShe went on to quickly tell him what has transpired as they approached the main building cautiously. Marina did not have to say much past lethal venomous snakes on the loose for him to get the picture. He would send the helicopter to her rescue, but it only seated eight including the pilot. She could help six people other than herself, if the others made it to the dining hall in time. If any of them still intended on heading there in the first place.

 

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

[ OOC : BACK IN MY OWN BODY, YAY. ]​

[ DAY : 23 - 1/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 22, 2012 ] ​

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

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I N xM Y xC R O W N , I xA M xK I N G .
D O N ' T xM E S S xW I T H xM E .

xxxxxxxxxx And suddenly, Harley wasn't sitting in his car anymore. He wasn't even sitting outside. Elizabeth wasn't in sight. He looked around, and he was back in the same room that he slept in the night before last, with Heidi - or not Heidi? and Casey, the she/he/it.

He looked around, and then looked at himself. Regular clothing, paler skin . . . He stood up from the bed, and everything stood below him.

. . . He was back in his normal body. With a heavy sigh of relief, he plopped back on the bed, not caring about the others watching him. And then it hit him - if he was here, then Tyler was in his car, with Elizabeth, going to get Allison. Fuck. They hadn't taken off yet, had they? He didn't think so, but he couldn't properly remember. No, they hadn't.

" Heidi, hey, " he breathed out, loving the sound of his own voice coming from his own mouth. That experience had been one of the craziest things ever, and he pretty much hadn't thought about it until now. It was surreal - had it really even happened? Oh man, crazy, crazy . . . " How are you? " he asked, " . . . Is it really you? It's really me. " Babbling, was he that excited to be in his own body again?

He seriously needed to get back to Elizabeth, so he pulled out his phone and made a post on Tumblr, hoping, almost desperately, for her to see it.

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Snakes.
Snakes, hm?

Olivia rolled around gently in Ben's bed, waking up with a yawn and sitting on the soft duvet. She looked at her toes and wiggled them. Still in the same body, it seems.

"Viola . . ." She said, her deeper tenor rife with strings of fatigue. "Record PA . . . ah, record PA announcement December twenty-second, tenth hour, fifty second to fifty fifth minute." She stretched out her arms. Ack. Everything was sore. Did she push Ben's body much too hard? He required the exercise regardless, no? "Topic: S--Snake Outbreak on Academy Campus."

Viola let out a jovial, metallic tweet, and the white dove's artifical eye briefly turned green before returning to its normal state, cocking her head to the side.

Today was the day of the meeting. Ah . . . but these snakes would pose a problem. Olivia rose from the bed and looked around the room. Would Ben be alright? She did not care ver much about the . . . philistine. Perhaps the meeting should be on the roof of the dining hall.

The roof . . .
Miss Sario had connections to the senate, no? Perhaps those connections would be of positive advantage.

Olivia gently picked up Ben's phone and readied herself to text Miss Sario about her little idea. Oh. Oh, wait. What was this? Olivia pursed her lips out of deep inquisitive thought.

It was a text from Miss Sario herself.

. . .

She-- oh.
Olivia blinked.
She had her body returned back to her, did she?

. . .

Olivia blinked again, with a calm expression that showed years of tender practice. She gracefully turned her gaze to her -- Ben's -- gruff and steady hand, and lamented on it, slowly opening it and closing it. How the muscles worked and tensed. How it was rigid and marble-borne. It was like a machine, one alien to her.

Olivia turned her attention back to the text. Marina and . . . the girl she switched with, would certainly have some potential explanations at the meeting.

"Dearest Miss Sario,
I congratulate you on your immediate return to your exquisite and beautiful figure.
I certainly hope that you may assist in providing explanations at our little rendezvous.
Because of this,
I sincerely ask you to bring the student you had the luck of switching with as well.
"
Olivia bit her lip slightly. Viola stared off out into the window, onto the rustling Heliocanthea below.

"Especially,
If they are students of Bellhurst.
I ask that you relay a message via your potential partner, if they are of Bellhurst, and if they have contact, to gather the Bellhurst students at the dining hall.
More specifically, the roof.
For you see, Miss Sario,
I feel it would be safest for all of us if we may use Senator Sario's famous, private luxury helicopter to gather us away from the snakes.
I feel this is not a coincidence, and holds a connection to the latest events.

Please defend yourself.
Wear your thickest dress, Miss Sario.
The Tosca Estate shall pay you back in full for the usage of Senator Sario's property.

- - Olivia."

She was worried about the other students of the Academy. Apparently, the laboratory already had its personnel on the grounds. What else was it that they could do?

Olivia walked over to the closet and dressed herself with a graceful swiftness. Smoothing her short hair in the mirror out of habit, she absentmindedly turned to the bookshelf in the room.

There was a clear divide between dearest Ben's texts and the texts of the uncultured swine.

The Aeneid. Roman History. Economics of the Hanseatic. The Orestian Trilogy. Ben was a very sweet and well read fellow. She traced her finger gently along the spines of these old books, as if it were natural to these hands. Eventually, the humanities gave way to the sciences, and though Olivia would still be relatively interested, the very association of these texts with the malchik made her retreat her hand.

But one particular text caught her earthy eyes, set alight by Olivia's softening passion. It was titled, "Snakes of the Northwest Region". Ah. How coincidental that it was the written product of the very same laboratory that caused this predicament.

She unshelved it and moved to Ben's bed, crossing her legs to prevent any potential snake attacks from below. Ah, hm. A bit dusty, this was. She blew on it and opened it to the index, tracing her finger down as she quickly read through the content.

Aha.
There was her catch.

Page 2212. The Vine Snakes.
" . . . Kill by slow poison, neurochemical, shuts down body's vital organs . . ."
Her face grew solemn.
". . . Painful sensation, dullness, potential colour blindness . . . treatment required immediately, followa specific steps . . ."
". . . aggressive, unprovoked, attack without warning, require thick clothing to deal with. Do not interact with at any costs. ATLSB WARNING LEVEL: 5 <hazard to enclosed populations>".

Olivia closed her eyes gently. Would the other students be able to survive these . . . biological monsters? Ah.

She closed the book and returned it to the shelf, before looking at the boy's odd clothing. He had lab coats. Piles of then. Mountains. They sat like Matterhorns, some on his bed, others on one of the tables.

She required some sort of protection. The malchik wouldn't miss one in a million. With delicate fingers, she grabbed four of them, picking them up away from her like wads of wet paper, dangled from her hands. She wore the four layers of them. They fit her perfectly.

Ack.
They were still his. HIS.
Olivia scoffed on the inside.

He left a text for the fool.

"Come to the dining hall.
Please do not make us wait. Of all people, I do not wish to see your corpse mangled by venomous snakes, even if you are quite corpse-like already.
- - Olivia"

Ah! Good enough. With her thick four lab coats, she ran out of the door. She required something that fit her. Her own weapons. Right. Defending was of utmost priority.

She slipped into her room. It was neat and clean. Things looked relatively untouched. Very good, Ben. He was a sweetie. She gathered up some of her fencing blades. Sabres. Epees. Foils. Very good, very good. She wrapped an old metal holster around her back and placed the blades snugly in them. Gears lined the device of her own creation, and the mechanism looked very daunting. But it was good in times such as these. The blades snapped to clamps inside the mechanism. Would Ben's body be used to fighting with these? It all felt very stiff. Olivia decided to leave a few of her blades with Ben. Her body was light and flexible compared to his. Although she was not quite sure how Ben would fare with sword techniques, he could at least hold off by virtue of her natural body conditioning.

She ran out of the room, the coats fluttering behind her, looking almost knight-like with the many swords strapped to her back. As she approached the dining hall, she drew out her saber. Aaah. Her hands felt stiff, but proper technique could overcome improper physique.
Holding it close to her side, she entered the dining hall, empty and eerily quiet.

Hissssssssssssssssssssss

Oh.
She blinked and looked around.
Would this be a safe place? Hm.

A few students chattered by. As she began moving to the staircase, Olivia noticed a girl silent, shifting around in an uncomfortable manner. Alien, even.

She was one of the girls at that . . . that table, in the white room, no?

Olivia walked up to her.
"Excuse me, but you are familiar with the . . . recent body switching, yes?" Olivia giggled, gruff in her deep tenor, as if to imply how the switch had affected her. "I have not seen you, or your shell before. Are you of the Academy?"