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Boring &/0r predictable.​

Is it that difficult for you humans? ​

There is no reason for you to exist anymore.​

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The snakes are getting hungry. These snakes are to be fed three times a day, and they've only eaten once...it's getting late and they're getting agitated. Despite that, the wildlife control officers, squad by squad, have started to go off duty. They will resume the removal process in the morning. Until then, those of you at Brookridge academy and the surrounding areas are stuck dealing with them on your own. Be careful sleeping tonight. Remember, if you are bitten xx!​

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As you go about your lives until then, it seems that one snake specifically is having no problem slivering down the hallways of xx. How did it get inside? Why is the only one around? Who knows, but it's extremely irritated. As it slithers and rounds a corner, it spots someone. ​

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They're awfully close now...​

Are they dangerous? They must be.​

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And so, with a hiss, it strikes. It's fangs sink deep into the barely exposed ankle and it's venom sends a cold jolt up your body. ​

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...What are you doing? You need to xx!! ​

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Hurry, there's not much time! This is no ordinary snake, you know... ​

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Don't you want to live...? ​

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Your muscles feel tighter as if --like a wet towel-- they're being wrung and twisted. The world spins as you collapse, falling right into a violent seizure. Your eyes roll back and sweat begins to form over your skin. The sour taste of vomit bubbles up to your tongue seconds before your vision blurs and then goes black. ​

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❝Hello there Theodore. Long time no see...How are you feeling hon?❞

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His face was blank for a minute as he registered his father's words and wallowed in regret, but gradually his expression softened. He tried to turn his head, but he couldn't. That was...frustrating. He probably looked pathetic right now. His cheeks went hot. Still, he didn't have to look at her to know what she was now. The beauty. How lucky that he had ended up in a room with her...Somewhat. There was something off about her...something snobbish. He wasn't necessarily one to talk, but it rubbed him the wrong way and made him weary. He was not to be manipulated. ...But she had saved him, so she couldn't be that bad, right? ​

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❝Hello, Marina.❞ He wondered if she minded him calling her that. Perhaps she went by another name unless she was close with someone. He left it up to her to correct him. ❝I am well...How are you? Are you badly injured? Tha...❞

He bit down on his tongue to stop himself, having been compelled to thank her again. Here wasn't the right place. He would thank her later, in a more meaningful fashion. He knew he didn't have much time before he was whisked away, so he cleared his through and decided to ask something that had been nagging him about her. ​

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❝I hope you are okay...May I ask you something? I know that it's impolite but I'm curious...How... old are you? You attend Brookridge, correct? So a teenager, then? Eighteen or nineteen maybe? I am sorry. I know you're 'not supposed to' ask women that question. I am seventeen, if it helps you feel more comfortable. Probably doesn't. ❞​

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Something was starting to bug her, it burned inside her as though she felt betrayed. Was it the medication messing with her memory of the incident or was it real? Bronagh couldn't find the blur between the reality and fiction.​

It doesn't matter that it didn't actually happen, because Bronagh believes it did.​

There was a girl who ran up to her when she was trapped under the metal.​

One of the ones in the crash.​

Bronagh had looked up at her almost pleading for help.​

When the girl had whispered to her, "You might as well die now, as opposed to later." This girl had wished her dead.​

Who was the girl? Why had she done so? This girl had intentions of winning this game didn't she? If Bronagh was gone it'd be easier for her to have won. The fact that she had left her there was strategic.​

"That bitch..." Bronagh growled under her breath. Was this someone who was switched? Who was the asshole that left her to die?​

She wasn't going to get away with it.​

Bronagh tried to remember her appearance, it was the blonde girl, she did not know her name but she certainly knew how she looked. She did not want to blame the body, she had to blame the soul.​

Who the fuck would know her name?​

Maybe Marina?​

Bronagh's aunt had left a little while ago, leaving her with flowers and food. Although she wasn't supposed to leave the room, and she was only supposed to use the wheelchair to go to the bathroom at the other side of the room, Bronagh grabbed the wheelchair and took off anyway. Although a nurse tried to stop her, she claimed it was for practice.​

"Child, you are just out of surgery. I'm bringing you back to your room."​

"Can this be our little secret? I'll be back before the doctor comes to check up on me."​

"...I'm in a good mood today, you have 5 minutes. Please be careful."​

"Do you happen to know which room has Marina Sario?"​

"She is in the room right next door. If that's the furthest you are going I am fine with it."​

"Thank you miss."​

Bronagh wheeled over, struggling at first, to the next room over. She didn't want to just enter, so she knocked on the door.​

It's a privacy thing, and they will know I'm not a nurse or nothing...​

 

Well bad @ss to the fabulous maxxu. Altair had a gun stashed away. And he knew how to use it, judging from the bang that rang throughout the building. He hoped no one or no thing would come lurking to the room. Two new people were dragged into the chilled atmosphere. These two shorter then the other girl who was here. He was about to introduce himself when Altair spoke first and it seemed as if he knew them. The girl shorter girl acted kind of familiar, he couldn't place who she seemed similiar too so he let it go. A pink haired girl? Maybe she like those Japanese cartoon's or something. His head tilted as he pondered the thought, then his brain shifted back to the present. Snakes. And two probably cold people. They would speak up if they needed extra warmth though, they were dressed appropriately for the weather outside so he gave them kudos.

They paused in their speech and Marcus was about to introduce himself, but then he thought better of it. They seemed to be good friends of his, and apparently hadn't seen him in some time. So he let them catch up with lost times. After all, if they were his friends, then they would notice that someone who had Altair's knowledge was speaking from a completely different mouth. And that's when he'd make his introduction.

 

OOC- Words can not describe the mini heart attack i had when I thought the thumbnail of that video was Quintus. Also damn really wanted to know Heidi's past too. Also wow this hospital sure is slack on confidentiality, but I guess it's for plot purposes lols. Can't wait to see Bronagh's reaction when she finds out Cristina can't talk.

At this point Allison had finished off her drink and discarded the plastic container it was in. When she returned to the table, she was left wondering what to do again. She figured it was for the best that the three of them stick together for now, unless Harley didn't want tagalongs and Elizabeth was a loner or something. Besides, there were dangerous snakes around, and currently they were stuck in the campus coffee shop. Should they stay here and hunker down for the rest of the day and night? Or should they move somewhere else? "So guys, are we staying together through this? And should we go some place else? I mean, this place is pretty all right, but I'm fine with a better suggestion," she suggested. Sure the shop would ensure food and drink and that's way cool, but even Allison saw that this place wasn't really "locked down" tight enough for her tastes. After all, it was a business and still open so the doors were still swinging open and shut a little too much for Allison's tastes. Somehow not a single snake had gotten into the shop just yet, though that probably wouldn't last long. A room would probably be easier to hold out in than an establishment. "Maybe someplace else a bit smaller and less public than this place?" she suggested again as the creeping paranoia of a snake loose in the shop silently creeping about looking for prey was rising in her.

 

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{Predictions: ??? ○ Mood: Silly ○ Client: Theodore}​

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

[/url]"I know the now.

I study the past.​

To Predict the Future."​

xxxxxxxMarina relaxed in the bed, writing a response to Quintus. It took a moment before Theodore finally responded. Was he doing all right? "Hello, Marina." She looked over at him smiling. "I am well...How are you? Are you badly injured? Tha..."

xxxxxxxShe raised an eyebrow. Why did he cut himself off? What was Mister Walden going to say? "I am relatively well. Nothing that will cause too much damage in the future." For her business, but she did not add that last part. He grew silent again and her expression softened. How miserable it must be trapped over there in that neck brace. She wished to comfort him, but the damn equipment was in the way. Maybe she could move the IV drip around the bed. It was the only actual thing hooked up to her, after all.

xxxxxxxMarina finished writing a response to Quitus in the amount of time it took Theodore to speak next. She signed it before placing the items on the bed beside her and pushing the call button for the nurse. "I hope you are okay...May I ask you something?" She nodded, curiosity consuming her. "I know that it's impolite but I'm curious...How... old are you? You attend Brookridge, correct? So a teenager, then? Eighteen or nineteen maybe? I am sorry. I know you're 'not supposed to' ask women that question. I am seventeen, if it helps you feel more comfortable. Probably doesn't." That...was not expected. They went to school together. She assumed it to be along the lines of 'why do you do what you do?' or something. Not her age.

xxxxxxxShe chuckled lightly to herself at the question. "I am seventeen as well, Theodore. I shall be eighteen in a couple months. March 3rd to be exact." Marina rolled onto her side carefully, as not to bump any of the bruises. "Now I am curious as to why you wish to know." She winked at him as the same person that delivered the letter to her returned to the room. "Here," she said, holding out the slip of paper, "see to it that she receives my reply." Marina made no further acknowledgment to the person as they scurried out of the room, a bit annoyed.

xxxxxxxMarina shuffled around on the bed, placing herself in an upright position once more. She reached for the IV drip with a playful smile on her face. The morphine was beginning to kick in again. She held onto the pole almost as if her life depended on it, and manuveared it around the bed as she crawled with it. She laughed, realizing how awfully silly it must have appeared, but continued on anyway. Once it was in between her bed and Theodore's, she made another attempt to stand. All pain in her feet had subsided and there was a tingling sensation in her toes. She had become absolutely giddy. "Do you mind if I join you?" she asked politely. Sharing a bed was always fun, and people healed faster with someone to comfort them and she very much wanted Theodore to heal as quickly as he could.

xxxxxxxShe took feather light steps across the small distance between them, only to be interrupted by a knocking at the door. Marina pouted and returned to her own bed. Who could be knocking? Whomever it was, just ruined her fun. She pouted as she returned to lying down on her uncomfortable hospital bed. "Come in," she announced, annoyance clear in her voice. No doubt they would have made her return to the bed anyway, so at least doing so before they entered the room kept her from getting in trouble.

 

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The annoyed tone of voice she was responded with made her feel uneasy. She felt bad because the tone was the kind of annoyed where you were interrupted. But at this point, she really had no choice but to enter the room.​

She opened the door and wheeled in relatively quickly, shutting the door behind her saying, "Sorry Marina... I don't mean to bug you. I'll be out of here as quick as I got here. I just have one question."​

She wheeled in towards the room and turned around so it'd be easier for her to get out as she spoke, "I'm wondering if you know who the people in the helicopter are and if they were switched with anyone...?"​

Bronagh decided not to go into detail about it, she put her elbow on her legs, then quickly shot up with a clear face of pain and spoke through gritted teeth, "I'm asking you because it was your dad who sent the helicopter... and I'm assuming you know more people than I do."​

As soon as the pain subsided she added another note, "And my mother rejects your dad paying for my medical bill, we have really high insurance because..."​

Because my dad was shot dead in public ground and the government pays for all our medical problems out of sympathy for the incident.​

"...my grandfather was a co-idealist for a medical insurance company..."​

 

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...His body was heavy. So so heavy... But wait? 'His body?' HIS BODY! His body was his! ...No wait. 'This body was his!' YES! Huh? What were these things on the front of his face? ...Sunglasses? Tyler sat up to the sight of familiar and unfamiliar faces. Harley being among one of the ones he knew, and he recognised... Allison was it? ...He took off the sunglasses, still feeling dizzy for some reason. So he'd been switched back. Had the switch effected him? He tried to speak, but still found it hard for some reason, but the others had noticed he was awake right now, When...
Vbbbbrrrr Vbbbbbrrrrrr... His phone vibrated. Had Harley had the sense to take Tyler's phone? ...Oh wait... of course, Tyler had kept it in his jeans and Harley had put on his jeans. Right... It was a miracle the thing still had charge, kinda like it was plot related convenience. He took the phone out, suddenly very aware that eyes were on him, and he put it to his ear before accepting the phone call. "Hello? Are you Mrs. Ashes next of kin? ...Hello? Anyone there?"
Tyler gulped for a second, finally able to force his voice out. "...Uh-huh... I'm her son, Tyler Ashes."
"Please, make sure you have a seat... I have some bad news."
The look on Tyler's face was evident... his face was pale and he felt sick. That was the last thing anyone wanted to hear.
"Your mother was bitten by an Ugalavine Stalking Snake as has been recently seen on the news. She is currently unconscious but we have her in a stable condition at least for now. I won't lie to you Mr. Ashes, these bites are usually lethal, she isn't in the clear yet. We wanted to inform you as procedure since you're the only family member we can find in the area."
Tyler's voice was lost again, but for completely different reasons. "Mr. Ashes? are you still there?"
"W-which hospital?"
And so... he got the details and then the phone was hung up. He looked round at the others who were staring at him oddly. "M-mother... M-mom... she was... bitten by... a-a sn-s-s-snake..." he stuttered, feeling weak for a moment before standing suddenly. "...I'm sorry, I've gotta go... now." He told them, before he finally started leaving without another word.

 

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{Predictions: ??? ○ Mood: Annoyed ○ Client: Theodore/Bronagh}​

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[/url]"I know the now.

I study the past.​

To Predict the Future."​

xxxxxxxMarina narrowed her eyes at the figure that rolled in. Bronagh. She seemed to ruin all encounters with Theodore so far. What was she even doing out of bed. She was just released from surgery not too long ago. "Sorry Marina... I don't mean to bug you. I'll be out of here as quick as I got here. I just have one question." She sighed and nodded for Bronagh to go on. "I'm wondering if you know who the people in the helicopter are and if they were switched with anyone...? I'm asking you because it was your dad who sent the helicopter... and I'm assuming you know more people than I do."​

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xxxxxxx"Most were fellow students of yours and as far as I know, everyone survived." Her tone was flat and uncaring as she spoke. "I do know that a few were still switched back, as for the others, I am unaware. The ones from Brookridge, Olivia and Benjamin, they were swapped with one another. That is all that I am aware of though. The short strawberry blond was named Quintus. I do not know about the dark-haired brunette or the other blond."​

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xxxxxxx"And my mother rejects your dad paying for my medical bill, we have really high insurance because..." she paused, "...my grandfather was a co-idealist for a medical insurance company..."

xxxxxxxMarina rolled her eyes, before returning her gaze to Bronagh with a fake smile. "Suit yourself. But I must say, my father offered to pay everyone's medical expenses because he feels remorseful for what happened. Declining would be offensive. He was not doing it out of guilt, but because he genuinely feels bad for the tragic event." She sighed. "You should really be in bed. I do not even understand why they allowed you to leave your room after just getting out of surgery. That could potentially cause you to end up back in the OR."

 

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Matt's whole body was still in agony and right now, he was planning some serious pranks to play on Casey as revenge for how he'd mistreated his body but Casey had effectively paralysed him. His bed was of some comfort and the way he just sunk into helped his aching muscles. Either way, he could only hope that sleep would help and he'd be able to move when he woke up. Sleep did not come easy with all the pain but it eventually came to him.

 

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{ OOC : FUN STUFF, MORE PEOPLE TO DIE TODAY. }​

{ DAY : 23 - 3/3 } • { DECEMBER 22, 2012 }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : TIRED / CONTENT }​

xxxxxxxxxx The pain in Kallisti's body had drifted away with the anesthetics that they had put her on. She had been in ICU, but for only one reason, and that was for the baby. When they decided she was stable enough, they moved her as to free up the room.

The doctor who had been her courier had yet to return and she wondered if he had even delivered her not at all.

With a sigh, she began to wonder how Harley was and what he had done all day. The snakes were still on campus, was he alright? He hadn't been bitten yet, had he? She was truly worried for him . . . He would be alright, though, yes? He was Harley, indestructible, virtually, and she had known him to come out of many a deadly situation. It wasn't that she . . . well, yes, it was that she cared for him - but they were cousins! Cousins, and family cared for each other, regardless of . . .

Well, family is the word to put an emotional tie to the set up. If one were to look at it from a scientific stand point, the people in her family were connected to her only by DNA, and that only went so far.

She sighed again, and then her door opened. Coming to attention from her thoughts, it was the young medical student whom she had given the note to. " Miss Sario asked me to deliver this to you, " he said to her, seemingly troubled by the fact that he was playing postman for a couple of young girls.

To ease him, she smiled and nodded, trying to look as bright as possible, and then she read the note.

Hmm. Oh. Miss Marina had been the person who saved her in the pilot's seat? Her heart sank and she felt doubly awful about her behavior; how shameful . . . She would have to apologize in person. The boy's name, Theodore. How nice. He had been very pretty. What had he thought of her outburst, though? It seems that she had made many people angry, but she was unable to control herself at the time. She would make sure to apologize to him in person, as well.

Whenever she returned to her own body, of course.

She looked over at her phone on the side table. The screen was cracked, but it was workable. She had a message, one - no, two from the same unfamiliar number.

Let me know you are safe. ​

It is my fault. I apologize. ​

Regardless, I am coming to you momentarily.​

- - Olivia​

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Dear Miss Lein,​

I apologize, deeply, if you may dislike my person, and our Academy, for this traumatic event. It is understandable, and all I wish to do is to make it up to you in some fashion. If you are at the Hydrangea Hospital, and if you still do not mind my company, please allow me to visit you.​

- - Olivia​

Miss Olivia . . . ? She was not in the hospital? Oh, dear. What if she had sustained injuries, s - surely she would be here! Kallisti bit her lip and tried to keep a calm face, but the heart monitor - curse that machine - was betraying her.

Trying to keep steady, she began to type a message in reply.

Miss Olivia,​

You are not at the hospital?​

Are you well? Please be well . . . I am extremely worried for your sake.​

Yes, yes, please come visit me soon, no I do not dislike you.​

Please be safe . . .​

- Kallisti​

With that message sent, Kallisti sighed, and then the medical student had come in once more - Miss Kallisti Lein, there was something wrong with her legs. She could feel her face heating up - her body, what was wrong with it?

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xxxxxxxxxx Their orders had been delivered and the waitress walked away, just in time for when Elizabeth asked her question, " Have either of you thought of your next play for this game? "

In the same situation they all might be, but he didn't trust Elizabeth, not quite. He wasn't against helping her, obviously, but the help had benefit him as well; Allison wouldn't be in jail. Had he thought about his next move? So far, he'd been going with the flow, doing what he had to do when the situation called for doing something, " Not really. " he replied truthfully, " Soon, maybe, I might try to summon the demoness, but I don't really see the point for it, so far. A bargain for a life, maybe? "

Allison hadn't answered and Harley knew she wasn't really one to think ahead. There would be a point where she had to, maybe.

Making a deal with a demon didn't sound all too appealing, not really. What would she ask for in return? To kill the person whose life he had wanted to save for the time being? To kill in general? He didn't have a problem with that last one, but . . . It was hard to trust a demon.

He looked at his watch, then at his phone. No messages. It was getting late. Had Kallisti left his room? What about the snakes?

A vibration sounded, and then a shaky voice. Oh, the kid had woken up. Talking to someone on his phone? Harley went quiet to listen in on the conversation, but only heard bits of it, and then the call was over.

" M - Mother . . . " he began to stutter at them, and Harley raised an eyebrow, " . . . bitten by a - a sn - s - s - snake . . . " Oooh, tough luck . . . Harley actually felt sympathetic. Tyler left and Harley frowned. Tyler, he may not like, but he did really hope that his mom would be okay.

" It's getting late. We should find somewhere to sleep. " he said, suggesting that they should sleep in the same place.

 

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It was a huge relief now that she was back in her own body (and we'll skip all the stuff that happened inbetween the switch and now just due to ease). Finally... her chest felt right again. Just the right weight she had become accustomed too. Her balance was back perfectly, and she just felt... right again. Relieved. Albeit now she was freezing cold. She was literally shivering. The guy with a gun who was 'his' room-mate was making a lot of sense though about why he was keeping it cold. Zoey would have been freaked out that he had a gun if she wasn't so pleased that he had just saved their lives. She decided though... the day had been long and she was tired and cold... Of course, this might be a uncomfortable sleep... for one, she couldn't strip down out of decency issues, and two... it was so cold even she wasn't stupid enough to strip down for this. She looked over to the other bed which she realised was 'his'; Tyler's. She looked at the others and then spoke. "Right, girl's bed is this one here. I'm sure you gentlemen wouldn't want us sleeping on the floor. So I hope you don't mind if I claim this one for us." She told the boys, offering them a cheeky wink. "Um... Heidi? Just... feel free to hop in whenever you feel like. Don't worry about disturbing me. Us girls gotta stick together, right?" she commented with a reassuring smile to the girl. Then, she crawled into the bed and underneath the covers. ...It was still cold even under there, and there was a faint smell which reminded Zoey just who the bed belonged to. She wasn't about to feel awkward about it this time though. The situation demanded that she be adaptable, and she was certainly not a wimp to just skip out on a comfy bed due to slight awkwardness. Regardless... she rested her head on the pillow and wondered whether Matt was okay and where he would be right now. He had clearly switched back too since Casey (the real one) was with them. She sighed softly and then closed her eyes.

 

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She knew Quintus because she was at her age level, at a couple in-school events when Bronagh was anti-social she often saw Quintus there, granted she never talked to her but she knew of her, which is why she knew she was NOT strawberry blonde. But, this was the description of the person in her memory. Although at that moment she could have flipped out, she held it in other than a small blurt, "I wouldn't have guessed..."​

Bronagh moved her wheelchair a bit and spoke, "I am going to be totally honest, I don't know how I got out of the room either."​

She started to wheel out of the room as she spoke, "And if he wants to, he can go ahead and pay. I'm not the one who said no. But in the end it probably will not be mother rejecting the offer. Be safe... oh and thank you for everything."​

She didn't look at them as she shut the door, and she wheeled back to her room, when she got to the bed she lifted herself up and got back into bed. Of course there was pain, but it wasn't too bad. She layed in the bed and looked up at the ceiling.​

Something build up inside her as she was there, it wasn't anger or pain, this time it was sorrow. She doesn't really "live", she's in a wheelchair for what might be the remainder her existence, and worst of all she felt lonely. Marina was obviously not a friend and she understood, she was just an obstacle in her life and it was over.​

She seriously had doubts Marina would have even wanted to have been her friend anyway... but it's alright, Bronagh had been left behind before. Better for her not to find a friend if they are going to disappear or die on her.​

Suddenly tears started to flow in her eyes, everything that had gone on within these past few days was more painful than anything she had encountered in her "life" and now? She knew people in this game were willing to have her die to better themselves.​

She covered her face, and started to bawl her eyes out, softly at first and then she found herself getting louder and near screams. One of the nurses asked her if she was in pain but she couldn't reply. Not the pain you could help me with....​

Maybe this game could be the end of my pain... maybe a real life could allow me to experience the more beautiful things... maybe... maybe I could find real love...​

Bronagh was given a medication while she was in tears, because the nurse did not know what to do. And slowly Bronagh fell into a drug induced sleep.​

If only I could wake up and all of this be over...​

 

Allison was shocked as Tyler had apparently woken up and she watched as he grew increasingly shocked and distraught. However when he got up to leave, she got up herself and put her hand on his shoulder. "Dude, wait! It's dangerous to go out there. I mean, it's kind of getting more dangerous in here too, but do you have a plan once you're outside? I'm sorry about you mom but you can't go charging out." Though Allison was a bit shocked herself at Harley's possible plan. A deal for a life? Whose life? She was surprised that Harley actually decided to show his darkside to her in the light of day. Looks like she was in the company of two dangerous people, though the question was, did that mean she was in danger or as safe as could be? "Well, where should we stay, Harley? And would you mind Tyler coming along, if he decides to stick with us?" she asked turning back to Harley.

 

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[/url]xxxxxxxHeidi had remained quiet for an undetermined amount of time. She kept thinking about that gunshot. Not the one Altair created, but from before. That ratty old couch was her saving grace. It kept her concealed. Why was there even a gun in the house in the first place? Who's bright idea was it to keep a gun in the home of two schizophrenics? Even as a child she wondered that when they weren't berating her mind. She never asked Ramona what she experienced, but it was clearly a lot worse than her. Heidi had moments of clarity and they were more often then her mother's.

xxxxxxxGrandma shouldn't have died. She was nice to her through everything. She was understanding. "Right, girl's bed is this one here. I'm sure you gentlemen wouldn't want us sleeping on the floor. So I hope you don't mind if I claim this one for us." Zoey's voice snapped her back to the present. How long had she been out of it? She watched Zoey get into Tyler's bed. She wanted them to sleep together? "Um... Heidi? Just... feel free to hop in whenever you feel like. Don't worry about disturbing me. Us girls gotta stick together, right?" Well, that wasn't so bad, she figured.

xxxxxxx"S-sure. I'll join you soon." She got up from the chair and walked over to the suitcases, looking for something to wear to bed. Heidi dug through it, pulling out three pairs of pajamas, a sweatshirt, and two pairs of socks. She quickly scurried off to the bathroom to change and stared at herself in the mirror. How long would this freedom last? She hoped for awhile. What did normal teenage girls deal with? Not that there was anything normal about the situation, but still. Her mind wandered to Harley kissing her on the forehead again and she blushed in the mirror.

 

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❝I am seventeen as well, Theodore...❞

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_INTEREST LOST. . . ​

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She was just a bit older than him. How disappointing. He was glad she couldn't see his face fall. Still, he remained polite and stayed quiet. He sort of tuned her out after that, staring at the ceiling and then towards the closed window with the blinds drawn, and then up at the pathetically small television bolted up in the right corner of the blinding room. He allowed his thoughts to wander until he felt a warmth approaching him. ​

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❝Wait--what are you doing...?❞ His tone was genuine. He couldn't see her. The sound of wheels rolling halted, however. Was someone in the room? This was agonizing...The blunt voice of Plain Jane was heard. It sounded so different when Marina's soul wasn't commanding it. He relaxed himself. Crisis...avoided? ​

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He tuned out the conversation and resumed his mindless examinations. His mind traveled back to the sound of the snake he had heard. The Ugalavine Stalking Snake, huh...? Stalking Snake...Stalking. He went pale. Why did it have to be that one? ​

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❝Mr. Le--❞​

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His eyes flashed as he heard the new nurse (Valerie where did you go?) speak. ​

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❝Weldon. Mr. Weldon. I assume my father has sent for me?❞​

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❝...Yes, sir.❞​

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Theodore frowned and closed his eyes as a crowd of strangers gathered around to move him from the bed and onto a stretcher. He winced and then relaxed. ​

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❝Thank you, Marina. Goodbye.❞​

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He wasn't sure what he was thanking her for. The helicopter attempt, maybe. He nearly invited her to be transferred with him but...that wouldn't be wise. Not at all. He let the thought go as he was swiftly wheeled out of the room.​

 

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Ben approached the imposing mansion. He only had to move a few meters further before he could clearly see the remains. Its numerous windows were missing most of their glass, and black marks scarred the outside of the building. A large whole sat on the corner farthest from him, the opening dark, yet somehow inviting. He walked toward the opening and sat down on the edge, making sure that he did not land on any shards of glass in the process. He pulled down the stockings to examine his legs.​

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Splotches of maroon covered the pale skin, but there seemed to be no open scratches. He looked further down at his ankle. Through his trek to the mansion, the pain had mostly subsided, but he couldn't say the same about the swelling, which looked the same as it had hours before. He peered out at the sky. The sun was disappearing under the horizon.​

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Ben stood himself back up, and stepped up into the abandoned building. Shards of broken glass lined the floor, and the dark mansion seemed eerily quiet. Ben turned his head back and forth, searching for any sign of the young girl. He came upon a stairway going downwards. The basement? A dim glow from the basement illuminated his path. The combination of the dim lighting and the clacking of his shoes upon the stairs did not give him much comfort. "Olivia?" he asked, the body's soprano squeaking slightly on the final syllable.​

 

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[ OOC : A BIT OF GODMODDERY, NOTHING MAJOR, JUST MOVING ELIZABETH WITH THEM ]​

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

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xxxxxxxxxx Among the three of them, it was decided that the best place was his room. Why not, he thought, practically every other girl on campus had spent the night in it. Bad joke, sure, but pretty much true. Tyler wouldn't be coming back, Harley figured, so there was no point in waiting for him, even though the diner seemed like the safest place to be at the moment.

They all got into the car and drove around until they were near the boy' dorms, and then quickly and quietly as they could, trekked across the grounds, into the building, up the stairs, and finally into Harley's room.

" Well that was fun, " Harley said to the girls, sitting on his bed. Kallisti wasn't here; where was she? He frowned. " It's pretty late. We should get to bed soon. "

He proceeded to lock his door and shut his window, and then shoved a pillow under the crack of the door so that nothing could get in. After inspecting his closet, his guitar, under the beds, and the bathroom, he deemed that there were no snakes.

" If you guys want to take showers, you can. I have some shirts you can both wear. I guess I have shorts too, but they'd probably be too big for you. "

He sighed. Things would be okay tonight, maybe? He looked at his night stand and saw a phone. Oh, that was Heidi's. How was she? If this was her phone . . . He wondered where she was.

Harley picked it up and began scrolling through contacts. Altair; was she with him? His face darkened at the thought of that, but it seemed the only likely person she'd be with. He pressed the name and the ringing tone began to sound, " Is Heidi there? " he asked when it was answered.


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With determination, Eleanora nodded, eyes sparkling. It wasn't until her hand was taken that she lost a bit of motivation. John...The pain. It hurt more in this dull, colorless world; but somehow it also felt...empty. Hollow, barren, lifeless pain.

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By the time they arrived at her dorm, her expression was blank. The room was empty. Where had Bronagh gone? She shook her head and entered, going directly to her bed without much thought and pulling her pillows away. ​

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There it was. White, shiny, smooth...Her wand laid untouched. She wrapped her hand around it and visibly flinched. It felt like cold plastic in her grip. Usually, she would feel a surge of energy and her spirit would be lifted. Not in this body. How strange, though, for her abilities to just plain vanish with the transferring of her soul. What was so special about her body? ​

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She turned and held the wand out to Cherno.​

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❝When you're overwhelmed, use this. Transfer the energy into the wand with your mind. I advise you not to do anything t-too intense, unless you must. Please don't use the wand to hurt anyone. If it is used with malicious intent, it will turn black.❞​

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The tone of her voice was completely flat. What was so special about magic anyway? This all sounded ridiculous, really. Dead eyes locked onto her barely familiar blue ones. Why was she wearing such bright clothing? No wonder people thought she was a nine-year-old. Her skull felt like it was about to crack open. So much pain. She sat down on the edge of her bed. ​

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❝Sleep here tonight, if you want. My roommate is absent.❞​

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She didn't waste anymore time slipping her shoes off and pulling her blanket up over her head and heading to sleep. No time for pleasantries, after all. ​

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Altair could only smile as Zoey began to speak about the girls sleeping on one bed. With all the trouble Heidi has given him when it came to where she slept, Altair was grateful that he didn't have to say anything to convince the two ladies to sleep on a bed. "Alright then ladies have a good nap" Altair said as he glanced over at Casey and Marcus "You guys have whatever is left to sleep on" Altair said with a smile. Altair planned to keep a watch for a bit just in case of snakes entered the room.

With a sigh Altair's attention was drawn to the ring of his own phone. Raising his eyebrow he glanced down at the phone and watched it ring. Nobody really called him except for the old man and from the number he could tell it wasn't him. Even if it was him, he had the problem of not being in his body. If he attempted to mimic his old voice then he was sure that it would come out totally fake. Despite all this Altair answered without a word. Hearing the request for Heidi, Altair glanced over at Heidi "Hey its for you" Altair said covering the receiver before tossing the phone over to Heidi. He could have replied with a simple yes but he felt Heidi should speak to the person herself.