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xxxxxxxxxx When they walked into the station, Harley knew this wasn't going to be an in and out thing. To be honest, he didn't exactly know what he was doing, but if worse came to worse, he would take Alli's place. Still, he doubted it would come to that.

Now that he was back in his body, it was easier for him to be cold and looming, so when he walked up to the desk, he began to speak with a harsh, but calm, tone, " I am here to gain knowledge on the condition of Elizabeth Evans, and the details of her arrest. "

The man at the desk simply gave Harley a look and then looked away, rolling his eyes. Harley leaned forward over the desk, closer to the man's ear, " I do not think you understand what I am saying, sir. I'd like details. "

" Are you threatening me? " the officer asked, trying to be intimidating.

Harley leaned back an made a psuedo-thinking face, " Yes, sir, I am. " and then slightly louder, he said, " I would be much appreciated if you could help me. "

The officer looked at him once more, slightly red in the face from being embarrassed, " Very well, I will take you to see - "

There she was, waving at them. What a cheerful face - it didn't seem to fit Elizabeth's features much at all. She seemed to talk to another office, who looked gruff, and then he nodded, motioning for both he and Elizabeth to come, and so they did.

While Allison busied herself with questions, Harley turned to the officer named Moody, " You're Lorinda's grandson. " he said.

" Yes, what of it? "

" How's she doing? "

" She'd be doing better if her adopted granddaughter wasn't in the slammer for no good reason. " he told him, lying smoothly.

" Excuse me? " the officer replied, " Elizabeth Evans is Lorinda's adopted granddaughter? I had no idea. " He seemed suspicious, but Harley already thought of that, " There had been no such thing in the news. "

" Would you want a low-key adoption in the new, Officer Moody? " Harley asked, leaning against the wall, " Would you like to confirm it? " And the officer looked at him, "yes" written all over his face, " Here, then, use my phone. " And he handed it over, Lorinda's number already calling. Moody had a raised eyebrow, but Harley ignored it.

Soon, he could hear his grandmother's voice, speaking to the officer, and everything seemed to be going well. He looked back at Elizabeth and Allison talking, and he smiled to himself, thinking of all of the wealthy and influential family in Brookridge. Use of their last names were powerful, especially that of "Lein". It made him wonder why he was the favorite, and not Kallisti. She actually had the last name. Technically, Harley had it too, but he changed that when he decided his father could burn in hell for all he cared.

" Did you have a pleasant chat? " Harley asked when the officer returned. There was a hesitant " Yes. ", and with a curious face, he looked over at Moody - white as a sheet. Oh, good god, what had Lorinda said to him? Well, other than what he had instructed her to say, that is . . . Heh.

Moody fumbled with his keys, trying to keep his gruff composure, but failing fantastically and said to Harley, " Miss Evans is free to go. It seems that she has an imitator, and we've got the wrong person. "

Faking shock, " Good god, that's awful. A murderer on the loose? I hope you guys can get her. " he said, " You know women, they can be mighty vicious. " With his words, he left to join Allison and Elizabeth.

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Oh, so this was about John. She'd admit the whole thing was rather sloppy but she had to wonder what did they get her on? Did someone saw her leaving the tower? If it was just that then this wouldn't hold up, since she was sure she hadn't left any evidence behind.

"Who says I did it?" A question for a question, it was. "They just think I did it."

No way was she was going to say that she killed someone in a place crawling in cops let alone how she did it. Besides, it seemed unhealthy to ever speak about one's crimes. But...maybe this once she'd let something slip about it?

'A nice stab to the heart seems like it would have done nicely though.'

That would have been her reply, but before it had a chance she was off the hook? She gave Harley an impressed look though to be honest she was rather scared of the connections he seemed to have. Thankfully they were on her side this time though, so here's to hoping to never being the opposing team.

But for now, to leave this awful place.

Once outside she turned to the other two, glancing at her body with envy now before focusing on the boy. "How did you do that?"

 

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[/url]xxxxx"So Heididy if you're not Altair's girlfriend does that mean that guy earlier was your boyfriend?"

xxxxxHer jaw dropped and her face continued to be an uncomfortably warm shade of red. Suddenly, the extra layers were too much. "N-no!" She exclaimed a little too loudly. They needed to be quiet with snakes on the loose. "N-nobody is my boyfriend. Altair and Harley...they just...they help me..." she trailed off. Heidi didn't want to tell Casey about all her problems and everything that had happened. He would surely find out in his own way and she didn't even want that to happen. The less people that knew, the better. She wouldn't feel like such a crazy freak then.

xxxxxThis was so embarrassing. She couldn't get her heart to calm down and her face still burned. There was a faint hissing down one of the halls and she scurried along faster as they exited the girl's dormitory and embraced the welcoming cool air. It helped her relax. Her body wasn't so hot this way. Hopefully, it would help her stay cool for a little while, at least until her heart calmed down. "Casey," she began, "why do you look like a girl?" Heidi turned her head in his direction. It was something she had been wondering since they met, but didn't have the courage to bring up prior.

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"Hee..." was all Allison could say in response to Elizabeth's sidestep. It was fine to admit it wasn't it? It wasn't really her fault, she was forced to. But before Allison could ask more she felt her cuffs being taken off and she looked at Moody in surprise before turning and staring at Harley, dumbfounded. What had he done? Questions could be asked later, she wasted no time wanting to leave, but first she asked Moody about her things. He replied that they'd notify her when she could come pick them up later. How annoying. It'd probably be easier to notify Harley, and Moody agreed tentatively. Then they all booked it out of there as calmly and quickly as they could. As soon as they got out, Allison sighed and took a deep breath of the fresh freezing air before promptly feeling freezing and hurrying to the car. She let Elizabeth take shotgun as she had beat her to the question. However when she opened the door to the backseat, she found the sleeping body of Tyler. Raising an eyebrow, she gently pushed him to lean on the window on the other side as she buckled up. If she didn't know any better, she'd think they had kidnapped Tyler. This whole body switch thing has got everything so screwed up. I so wish I had my bag at least. It would be at least a day before she'd get it back, Moody had assured. Looking at the back of the driver's seat "Thanks Harley. Really. And...um...sorry about laughing at you...but I really needed that...you know?" she said smiling sheepishly.

 

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xxxxxxxxxx To say that she was embarrassed, was an under statement. Kallisti's face had been on fire, although she was sure no one else had noticed. There were so many new faces that she didn't recognize, but she was glad Cristina had showed up, her body in one piece.

They all seemed to know each other, these . . . rich children. She knew of none of them, none of their last names would mean anything to her. She was glad for that, not to be wrapped up in this circle of people, this circle of . . . snobs. Highly judgmental that may be, but she would not change her mind unless they all showed her otherwise.

The girl who had spoken to Olivia, that outfit she was wearing . . . The Lolita style? She found it familiar, somehow, and not just because she had a little interest in it, but for other reasons that she felt . . . There had been someone else who was fond of it, but Kallisti could not bring it to her mind who that may be. Another, last person stepped onto the Helicopter and she looked at him. His hair was dark and his eyes were green; he had that certain air that these others shared. He must be a Brookridge native as well.

She rolled her eyes; he could be no better than these others.

Which brought her attention back to the fact that she was sitting on the lap of an extremely unfamiliar body. How embarrassing . . . Nervously, she adjusted her bow and quiver, finding that she may not have a use for them today, after all, " What are we here for? " her device said, too loudly. She cursed it, the message only being meant for Olivia's ears. Then again, no one else had heard it, surely.

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xxxxxxxxxx The small group was out of the station faster than you could say "Bob's your uncle". The girls seemed glad for it, and Harley was completely satisfied with his work. The police had no real proof that Elizabeth killed John, and Lorinda, being who she was, had provided a solid alibi, which Allison ( in Elizabeth's body ) had unsteadily confirmed. Everything had gone smoothly, just as he had planned.

When they all got into the car, " How did you do that? " Elizabeth asked him as Allison moved Tyler's unconscious body in the backseat.

In initial reply, Harley gave a small laugh, " Cunning, fast thinking, and connections. " he returned with a smile, " I think the connections are the bigger part of the advantage of being Harley, " he went on, and then began driving back to the campus, " By the way, Elizabeth, welcome to the Lein family. "

Sitting in the back came the voice of Allison, " Thanks Harley. " she said gratefully, and he smiled at the road ahead of him, " Really. And . . . um . . . Sorry about laughing at you . . . but I really needed that, you know? "

She was all sheepish and smiles, and it made him feel good that he could be of help to her. She wasn't his only friend anymore, but he still valued her a great deal, " Don't sweat it, and don't return me any favors. You're my friend, I'm gonna help you whenever you need it. "

They arrived back on campus and he looked up into the sky to see a helicopter flying away from the school. What was that about? " Alright. Operation: Bust Elizabeth Evans Out is complete, so what now? "

 

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Casey could only sigh as they walked on and merely shrugged his shoulder "I guess I really need to work on my observation skills, they need a lot of work still I guess" Casey said. Casey could only walk on with a smile upon his face but the moment he heard those dreadful words he immediately stopped in his tracks. For a mere moment he just stood there and then suddenly began to pull on his hair in anguish "ITS BECAUSE OF FATE" Casey tearfully cried out. He just continued to weep and pull his hair. Letting out a roar of anguish, Casey began to weep once more "Lack of reaching puberty is one of the reasons....but all my sorrows....ALL OF IT I-IS BECAUSE OF THAT BASTARD ALTAIR" Casey yelled with a mix of tears and anger.

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"Tarrryyyyyyyyyy"

"hm? whats up?"

"everybody keeps picking on me about my hair!"

"You try kicking their ass?"

"hell yes but it doesn't work..."

"hmmm I've got an idea...that blond hair of yours makes you look like a girl...lets try changing it colour"

"great! can you do it for me?!"

"I dunno..."

"pleeeeease?!"

"Oh alright fine. I have the perfect colour for you"

"Great! I'll go get ready!"

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"TH-THE FRIGGIN BASTARD USED PERMANENT HAIR COLOURING ON ME AND TURNED MY HAIR PINK" Casey yelled as he wept. Of course there was one major thing Casey did not realize, that he could dye his hair again to a proper colour. Casey's parents knew this fact but kept it a mere secret. His mother loved the new look of Casey and abused it any chance she got while his father....well he was the nephew of the Damn Old Man, trolling was in his blood.

 

Allison was a bit intrigued by the statement about Elizabeth being part of Harley's family. Or rather Quintus' family. She couldn't tell if it was a joke or not. Either way she shrugged it off and decided that despite what he had said, she would try and make it up to him somehow too. Though in reply to his question, "Fudge if I know," she shrugged, "I've been out of the loop for the past day. Not that I haven't always been out of the loop, but point still stands." She had heard the helicopter go by, but it was just a news copter probably. Trying to get coverage on the snake situation. "Oh by the way, I heard from some of the cops about some kind of snake situation? How's everyone else?

 

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She was a bit lost on this without the full story, but as long as it meant that she was safe from going to jail she didn't really wish to question it. At least, not right now.

Why go back to the campus though? It didn't really seem like the safest place...still, if it was where her body was... Maybe she could keep them outside, where it was cold making it a less likely place for the snakes to be. Not in the parking lot though, too many places out of sight. But for now, as they were still in the car, it will do.

"As far as I know there's been no incidents so far."

Being in a group again, even a small one like this, felt off. It was...weird. Still, connections just proved to be a valuable asset so she wasn't exactly willing to blow them off so quickly. She would even strike up a casual conversation now to help along with acquainting herself with this Harley if it were not for this snake situation. And now that her mind was back on that...

The cell was withdrawn and a text was sent out to her brother, to which he quickly replied. Good, so he was alright. A bit confused with the body switching thing, which he seemed to only of just now noticed, but otherwise okay. She tried explaining that in another text but besides saying 'it'll wear off' she was at a loss for words.

"We could look for the others and check on them, if you want. Find someplace safe and stick in there until this blows over..."

 

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xxxxxxxxxx He'll be honest, campus probably wasn't the safest place to be, what with the snake-thing being underway. Any one of them could be bitten, these reptiles could act without any provocation. At the mention of someplace safe, Harley began to think; what if they just . . . left campus for the time being? That almost felt like cheating though, and surely they could die that way? He'd not put it past the demoness to slip a snake into their car.

Where to go, though? He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. " We could . . . " Ah, man, he was really having trouble thinking of somewhere to go " We could go to the cafe. " he suggested, and then looked back into the car at Tyler. The kid was still out. He sighed; what were they going to do about him? " . . . I guess I'll carry the kid. " he told the girls, and then reached into the car and moved his body around - which was surprisingly light - until it was resting on his back.

" Alright, let's go. " he said, and then just a hop, skip, and a jump later, they were at the cafe. Harley sat Tyler down next to him and stuck some sunglasses on his face, " He'll look like he's all crashed out. "

The waitress came, the one from last night, and he placed his order for a Dr Pepper, " Today's been . . . eventful, what say you? "

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Allison followed them all into the cafe quietly. She tried not to grin in amusement at Harley carrying Tyler and putting shades on him, but it ended up looking like she was hiding something suspicious with a mischievous part smile. When the waitress came, she was about to order something sweet to drink, before realizing that she felt much lighter than usual. My bag! Where is it?! She thought frantically patting her left side where it normally hung down to. It was then that she remembered. Oh right. Confiscated. Sighing, Allison told the waitress she'd take a water. She really didn't like drinking plain water unless it was a bit of a desperate circumstance. Like exercise. Though she hadn't really had much to drink in the past day and so she just grinned and beared it as she sipped on her water. There was no way she was asking either Harley or Elizabeth to cover for her. They had done enough, especially Harley. Good god, she couldn't possibly impose on him anymore. Besides she didn't know how she would be of any help to him as a friend anyway. Sure, she'd do anything for him depending on whether she was able to since he was a friend, but there didn't seem to be much she could do really. Except maybe listen. And try to make him laugh. She nodded at Harley's understatement of the century and replied with, "No kidding. I'm surprised this place hasn't been on some kind of lockdown what with the snake situation and the...uh...well...you know."

 

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How nice of him to pick the cafe. She didn't want to say it sooner but she was starving. And this place seemed safe enough, so that was good. This gave them time to relax a bit and maybe to talk as well. What should be the topic though?

Before talking though, ordering. A chocolate chip muffin and coffee was asked and paid for but she had to add a bit more sugar than usual as these tastebuds were not okay with the bitter taste. Oh well, it wasn't her body so no worries about gaining weight stuck.

Then she noticed Allison getting nothing but water. That was her fault, wasn't it? Sighing heavily she pulled her wallet back out and handed her some cash with a small smile.

"Here, order something with this. Can't imagine you being okay with just that, especially after a day in a holding cell."

After that she replaced the black leather wallet in her purse, shifting so it can be next to her on the chair. Now...topic...

"Have either of you thought of your next play for this game?"

 

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He caught Marina's soft gaze and felt his cheeks flush as he quickly turned away, clutching his phone to distract himself. The chopper was...loud. Not that he hadn't expected that. His stomach flipped a bit and he felt a little nauseous before it faded out. Ugh, what was wrong with him? He had become so much more jittery lately. Actually, when he thought about it, he was surprised he was still sane at all after the body switching. That was ridiculous! He still wondered if it were a dream...

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How long would it take for them to arrive? Where exactly where they going? The reality of the situation sent a painful throbbing to his skull. He didn't know these people--where were they going? Was he allowed to use his cell phone in the chopper? If he could, then should he text his dad to let him know he wasn't on campus? ​

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...What? He tilted his chin down to his over-stuffed shoes and then he gazed up again at the strangers. No, there was no snake in here. He was going insane. He was that paranoid, eh? He didn't have a fear of snakes, but the idea of getting bitten up in the air was enough to make his face pale. He had no friends here. If it came down to something, he would probably be the first to be disposed of. His lungs suddenly felt smaller...too small. His breaths were coming too fast. Oh no, don't panic.​

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Simultaneously, there was a crashing sound from above and some sort of electric zapping. Nothing gave out all at once. First, the motor roared before quieting completely, and the aircraft trembled. Then, there was some sort of sound that reminded Theodore of dial-up internet. He peered desperately past the strangers and through the front window as the helicopter dipped forward. His throat closed up as he stared down through the window at some cars before. They were getting closer and closer, but they still looked miniature. This was good. The pilot could do something, probably. ​

❝Excuse me,❞ he was glad he didn't have to scream over the sound of the helicopter. ❝Are we going to die?❞​

Wow, that's not really what he meant to say, but the pilot chuckled nervously. He mentioned something about a lightning strike or electrical surge and that all he needed to do to restore power was-- ... his reassurance was cut off by the sound of shattering glass. The helicopter was spinning now, and the rotor above could be heard clearly like sharpening knives. Theodore shielded his face as the glass burst and the cold air assaulted him, but not before noticing the pilot's body going completely limp and a spray of blood spurting out like a water hose before dwindling.​

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Allison was shocked that Elizabeth had offered her some money to buy something. Well now that she had another moment, her stomach growled as she realized she hadn't eaten anything for practically a day. "Thank you so much Elizabeth." she said with a grateful smile. She actually felt tears of gratitude welling up, but Allison managed to calm herself before anything embarrassing happened. She used the money to order a sandwich and a caramel frappacino or some such. Some kind of sweet coffee, as she had always wanted to try something coffee but never knew what to order. Luckily, she had just enough with some change left over which she gave back to Elizabeth. She supposed this was in return for her treating Elizabeth all those days ago the first time they came here, but Allison could also feel like Elizabeth didn't do such kind acts frequently. When her order arrived, Allison devoured the sandwich in record time before moving onto the frap and draining it halfway in a few seconds. She was now full and sipped on her drink more casually and slowly. She didn't really know what her next play was in this game and so she shrugged at Elizabeth. Maybe she'll have an answer later.

 

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xxxxxxxxxx . . . She knew that this helicopter thing was a horrid idea - why had she gotten on? Oh, that's right . . . SHE HADN'T. She had been carried on. And now they were going down, and it seemed that the majority of the passengers were out. She needed to scream, right at this moment for someone, anyone to wake up, but she couldn't. Oh, she couldn't.

Fuck.

This was the time when prim and proper went out of the window because Saxima was tired as **** and Kallisti knew she was in trouble because Saxima was panicking big time. The only person Kallisti could look to was the boy with the green eyes - and he certainly wasn't any help.

She began to quickly remember a seminar on plane crashes. But this was no plane. A helicopter. Had they talked anything about that? She didn't know. She didn't know. There was something that might help . . .

Autorotation, but she would need to grab the steering mechanism. Forcing herself out of the lap of Olivia, Kallisti began to lunge forward, holding on to the insides of deathtrap and making her way towards the pilots seat.

The pilot was dead, BIG FUCKING SURPRISE. With the little strength this body of her contained, she forced the pilot out of his seat, and looked around. This was confusing. She was beginning to panic again. Breathe, breathe, breathe, she told herself, don't mind the headache Saxima has, don't mind the fact that she's completely freaking out. Just . . . breathe.

Kallisti opened her eyes, and they were still going down, so she reached out for stick, the cyclic stick and put a firm grasp on it, pulling it back with her small arms. It was heavily resisting and she could feel tears starting to come down her eyes, but she persevered and continued to pull back, her muscles on fire. She heard something click and the stick became just a little looser and easier to handle. She didn't know what happened, but it was fortunate.

The helicopter was no longer in a nose dive, but it wasn't exactly parallel with the sun, either. The helicopter, if it was going to hit the ground - and it was, trust her, then it was going to need to land on its hind quarters. Would that sustain the least damage? She didn't know, but it sounded like it would.

Eternity passed, and Kallisti could see a street through the windows. There were cars, but not too many. Would they stop for her? She could already see some of them doing so. Now the helicopter was slowing down, but only a little, and they were more horizontal.

What now? Would anyone else come to help her? The Helicopter was tipping backwards as they came into a quick meet with the ground. Not quite there yet.

She wished it would end soon.

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It did not look too happy, but it didn't seem to notice her movements, either. Was it...dangerous? Her hands were shaking now as she quietly and slowly reached out to Cherno, grasping her own long sleeve and yanking. She didn't speak. The long, wide snake was forming some kind of spiral on top of her knees, oblivious to the pounding in her head and heart. ​

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Wide eyed and trembling, Theodore dropped his arms and listened to the tinkering of glass falling to the floor of the helicopter. The sound was drowned out as soon as it came by honks and screeches of tires. He collapsed back into his seat and forced himself to close his gaping mouth. Quickly, he buckled himself back in and braced for impact, trying to remember all he had learned about emergency landings. The cars around them were clearly visible now, but it seemed that luck was on their side. Some of the cars had cleared a way for them. It was almost like landing at an airport. Good, right.

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The tail of the helicopter made contact first. The jolt was a painful one. If he hadn't been wearing his seat-belt, he would have been yanked from his seat. Theodore could hear and feel an unnatural bump from underneath the helicopter and figured that someone--probably the dead pilot--had been. He shivered. ​

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Who was this girl? How did she know how to land the helicopter?​

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The sound of grinding metal was quieting now as the helicopter began to make it's stop. This would make the story of a lifetime, that's for sure. It would probably be the craziest thing to ever happen to him.​

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He readied his fingers, preparing to unbuckle himself as soon as the helicopter halted beneath a traffic light, when his head suddenly slammed against the side of the chopper and his vision blacked out completely. ​

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Somehow, though he knew his eyes were closed and his head was most likely bleeding, he could see what was going on from the outside. The front of the helicopter had been hit by a truck as it settled into the intersection and spun a few times before falling onto it's right side and smashing tail first into the corner of a building. Flames engulfed the front of the chopper. ​

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Theodore watched in horror before turning away...No, wait, why was he having an out of body experience? ...was he DEAD?! He DIED?! He turned back around to face the helicopter and glided towards it, mentally willing himself to return to his body. His entire being burned. He had never wanted anything so badly before. He had never wanted to LIVE so badly. Please, please, please!! ​

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His eyes opened and he immediately regretted his decision to wake up. His body was shaking uncontrollably. There was something hot running down his face and shoulder. Pain was shooting up his spine. He couldn't speak, or move for that matter--not yet. Tiredly, he flashed back to all of the movies he had seen where an aircraft exploded on impact. That wouldn't happen here, would it...? No...No. It couldn't. Too much...​

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xxxxxshe could feel it before she heard it. the shudder of the helicopter as the engines failed and the propellers began to slow just slightly. then the sounds came, almost distracting her from the shattering glass in front of her. she threw her arms up to protect her face, but felt something stab her right forearm. it hurt, a lot. tears streaked her face as the little strawberry blond rushed forwards grabbing the control stick. the helicopter corrected itself, just slightly. it was enough to keep from nosediving, but it did not prevent the inevitible crash. Marina reached out, grabbing the girl and holding on, the shard of glass still in her arm. if she had not held for dear life, the girl would have gone right out the window like the pilot. no one else will die. no one else will die.

xxxxxshe could feel herself beginning to hyperventilate. blood poured out of her arm and onto the small girl. there was a slamming as the tail end of the helicopter collided with the city street. the helicopter shuddered and she felt herself shudder with it. screams were everywhere as it sliced through a building. all she could hear were screams. she blamed herself, but then again, no one had to get on the helicopter with her. they chose to come. she swallowed hard as the helicopter finally stopped moving. letting go of the blonde, she unbuckled the seatbelt and turned around. theodore looked almost out cold. blood dripped down from his head. had he not been wearing the helmet? she ripped her's off and moved to the back of the helicopter. "we need to get off quickly!" she shouted to the others. Marina knelt before him, unbuckling the seat and wrapping her arms around him. the glass stung as it buried itself deeper. biting her lip harder than she had ever done before, she ripped the piece out and immediately felt woozy as blood flowed freely faster.

xxxxx"theodore, stay still." she said weakly as she grabbed his shoulders and began to pull him out of the helicopter. no is dying. no one is dying.

 

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This was wrong...He could feel drops of something warm hitting his cheek and he knitted his eyebrows together. Blood...? Why couldn't he move? There were other's in the helicopter still...They needed help! And this woman...The beauty, she was bleeding, too. He wanted to help her. He wanted to...

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He closed his eyes, meaning only to blink, but finding it so much more difficult to lift his eyelids than he remembered. He shifted his right leg and pain shot through his back again. With a wince and an audible groan, he went still again and let Marina pull him out without anymore of a fuss. His vision was blurring again, but so long as he could smell the smoke from the flames steadily spreading, and feel the pain, he knew he was alive.​

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He hoped she would understand his near incomprehensible grumbling. With the strength he could find, he forced himself to stay awake. There was a ringing in his ear and a darkness around his sight, but he had to stay alive. He hoped the other's were alright, too...however unlikely that was.​

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Olivia awoke.

What a startling experience. Hm. Helicopter crash. It was almost too covenient. She lifted up her body, a bit bloody and bruised. Oh. Was everyone else okay? Stay calm, Olivia. Stay calm in the midst of danger.

She got up and dusted herself off. Her body was a bit numb. The pain would come later. Stop dallying, Olivia. You are a lady of serenity. Get to the point quickly.

To hell with panicking. You would have little of that. Get on it, already. We were not going to die as long as you were effective about it, Miss Olivia.

Blood trickled down a small gash on her cheek, but her face was set in stone, without a trace of worry, and only a gallon of determination. She took out her phone and dialled the Hydrangea Hospital. Regardless of where they were, their positioning meant they would always be close by.
That was very much a part of the saving plan.

"Hello? We have a predicam--" Olivia was thrown off guard as she coughed violently. Ack. This body may not be able to carry as much as her own could. "Pardon me. Predicament. Downed helicopter approximately forty minutes in the mountains between -- between the Academy and the Tosca Estate. Seven students, one of which is the daughter of Senator Sario." Olivia smiled slightly as the dispatcher audibly reacted to this. "Unknown number of casualties. Crashed into house in Hydrangea." She looked at any indications of street names. "Green Dolphin Street. Please be there immediately. Thank you. Yes. Thank you." She cut the call and looked around.

Her legs were sore, but first things first was to check on the others and the extent of the damage. They were nearby. Still on the helicopter. Good. The pilot. Oh! Miss Lein had tried to fly the craft on her own. Olivia widened her eyes? In the body of the robotic voiced child? She tried getting out of the sea--

Ack.
She coughed blood.
Well then.

A sharp pain shot through her leg.
She couldn't move very much right now, could she? Tsk tsk, Olivia, learn to be a better crisis manager.

She sat herself back down, looking at the carnage. Would Miss Lein be conscious?

"I am unable to move at the very moment. It may take anywhere from ten to forty minutes.
Although it was an immense risk for you to handle the copter, I dare say you saved an even worse crash."

Olivia could still hear the screams and screeching metal.

No.
No more.

"Let me know you are safe. It is my fault. I apologize. Regardless, I am coming to you momentarily.
- - Olivia"

She coughed again. Something internal. Righty. Olivia you nut. She pat her head and felt more warn blood. It did not smart yet. It would soon.


But she should be dignified. Calm. She slowly tried to move up and forward again. It did not hurt very much like this. She grabbed her swords on the floor. Her coat was stained with smoke and blood. So much to the philistine.

She could hear sirens outside. Sirens? Ambulance sirens, then?

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Cherno woke up and was like DAMN YO THOSE SNAKES LESS GO DAWG and having slept through the PA he kicked the snake violently off his body and calculated the right vector velocity and force to drag his flimsy body out of the room

His roommate was a girl for some reason was still in there! Must be a body switch. He asked Eleanoravto carry her out of there before SNALES ATTACK using the specific amount of weight he dictated. Would she be able to understand with her magicness. Cherno thanked the MAGICS for making his logic so clear

 

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A helicopter crash. Not a fun way to end her first time on a helicopter but it certainly wasn't a way she would forget. She covered her face and head from shattered glass and succeeded in saving her head.​

Sometime during the movement her seat belt did not hold and broke. She grabbed onto the seat holding on as much as she could but lost her grip and rolled off as she tried to grab onto something.​

When everything stopped she was face first on pavement, her nose was numb and she couldn't move her legs. When she raised her head to look she saw how they were crushed under a huge portion of the broken helicopter. She couldn't get herself out and started to panic.​

Oh no please...​

"HELP! HELP ME!" Bronagh shouted into the day praying that someone heard her cries.​