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xxxxxxxWell, was this night not turning into all sorts of disappointment? She did not even acknowledge Bronagh as she left and before she could say much more to Theodore, he was being hauled away as well. "Thank you, Marina. Goodybe," he said as they took him away. This was no fun. No fun at all. And, from the tone in Theodore's voice, she had somehow lost all prospects of making him a client. Why did everything feel so bleak and meaningless now? She frowned and picked up her phone. Checking on Dylan would probably be a good idea. She had not heard from him since the switch happened. He just sort of went off the grid. ​

xxxxxxxShe smiled at the message, momentarily lifting her spirits. Maybe a message to the others was in order as well.​

xxxxxxxShe leaned back on the bed, resting her head on the pillow. A light knocking at the door grabbed hold of her attention and she lowered her gaze. Her father and mother walked in, arm in arm. They both looked immaculate. Crisp and clean, dressed to the nines. Her mother's makeup did not look disturbed in the least bit. Did the news even upset her? "Good evening Marina," her mother's cool soprano voice greeted her. "We just thought we would stop in and see how you were doing before we left. Visiting hours are nearly over, so we can not stay long."​

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xxxxxxxMarina nodded. She did not particularly want them here to begin with, but it was better than nothing. The urge to roll her eyes at her mother was rather strong, but would entitle a good smacking. "I am doing relatively well. Thank you for stopping in."​

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xxxxxxx"We have arranged for you to come home tomorrow." That was unpleasant news. No doubt they would want her there at least until after Christmas. Three or four days of being locked away. She was not even that bad off, compared to the others.​

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xxxxxxx"That is...wondrous news." She forced a smile to show her false delight.​

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xxxxxxx"We're glad you're okay." Her father this time. She resented him a little less than her mother. "Nathan said he already came to see you."​

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xxxxxxx"That he did. That he did."​

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xxxxxxx"That's good. He'll be home too. Tomorrow after you get back, there will be some reporters coming to visit. You need to dress appropriately. They are coming to check on your well being."​

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xxxxxxx"I am sure they are Mother. We all know this will have no such affect come next election." Her tone was a bit too sarcastic and a stern hand came down on her cheek. Her left hand flew up to the burning spot that now stung and became a shade of red.​

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xxxxxxx"There is no need for your attitude Marina."​

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xxxxxxx"Julia let her be. She's probably tired and a bit delirious from the Morphine." Her father wrapped an arm around her mother's shoulders and turned her towards the door. "We'll see you tomorrow darling." He nodded before exiting the room with her mother.​

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xxxxxxxThe hospital room seemed so cold and empty now. It was rather warm and welcoming before, what with the presence of another person. The machines beeped softly, filling the room with a dull repetitive noise. It was the only company she had now. Shadows danced across the walls as the room grew darker. She kept thinking about the snakes. Were they safe here? The announcement had said the school and surrounding areas. Was the hospital far enough away. It was unsettling. She tried not to let fear consume her as she closed her eyes. The Morphine helped, but her nerves were still on edge. She could not handle the possibility of another snake bite. One was most certainly enough. Marina closed her eyes, trying to erase any images of snake fangs as she let the anesthetics lull her too sleep.​

 

Welp it looked like Tyler would be on his own to do whatever stuff. Not part of the party it seems. During the journey to Harley's room, Allison was extremely paranoid about rogue snakes jumping out and biting her. Sure, Elizabeth's body had pants and shoes, but who knew how deep and sharp those venomous snakes were. When they got to the room, she breathed a sigh of relief, before inhaling it back again as Harley did a room check to make sure no snakes would assault them in their sleep. He gave the okay and then sealed the room up with a pillow under the crack of the door. Showers? She for sure needed one, but...the thought of washing Elizabeth's body kind of bothered her. A lot. Her face burned up immediately with the thought, but she really did need a shower. She had spent a day in a jail cell, and they might be stuck in this room for a while longer as well. Better to be comfortable, right? Then again, there were some problems that she had just thought up with showering. Come to think of it, it was the winter, and she had been relatively comfortable hardly even sweating from extreme temperature differences. Maybe super cleanliness could wait a day. Thus, she passed up being super clean and decided to just sleep with her current clothes, that is Elizabeth's clothes. It was then that she noticed Harley calling someone and asking for Heidi. "Ooh! Tell her I said hi!" she excitedly told Harley with a smile. She remembered sort of seeing Heidi at that meeting, but the whole thing had felt so surreal and dreamlike, Allison wasn't entirely sure if it had even happened. Regardless there was another situation that had to be talked about. The bed situation. Unless two of the three of them were cool with sharing a bed. It didn't feel right for one of them to sleep on the floor and potentially die. Sure, the snakes could probably just as easily climb the beds, but at least you'd die in comfort, right? Allison didn't really mind too much with sleeping with either Elizabeth or Harley, it was just awkward in general for both of them. Maybe more with Harley since she still wasn't sure if the guy truly liked her. Not to mention she was still in Elizabeth's body so maybe it didn't matter that much. Plus, she tended to stay immobile while asleep so that was another plus sort of.

 

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xxxxxxxHeidi had come out of the bathroom just in time for Altair to throw the phone at her. She almost dropped it in surprise. After fumbling with it for a moment, she finally held it up to her ear. "H-hello?" Who was calling her? She sat down on the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb Zoey. She wouldn't want to wake her. Maybe they could be friends. That would be nice. Even with all the extra layers, her body was jittery from the cold. Being so small had its disadvantages when it came to staying warm. She pulled the covers back and slipped her legs underneath.

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[ OOC : SNAKES IN A CAMPUS ]​

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

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

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xxxxxxxxxx Altair didn't even answer him and Harley rolled his eyes, and then when he heard that the phone was given, he sighed. It seemed that Heidi was alright . . .

" H - Hello? " came her familiar and meek voice. It was nice to hear it again, even though it had only been just a little while.

" Heidi, " he said with a smile, " It's Harley. Are you alright? Anything bad happen to you today? " Allison seemed to be having trouble deciding whether she wanted to shower in Elizabeth's body or not.

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[/url]xxxxxxx "It's Harley. Are you alright? Anything bad happen to you today?"

xxxxxxx"Harley!" She exclaimed a little too loudly. Right. He had told her to call if anything happened, but that wasn't a possibility at the time. Her phone was in his room. He must have been calling from it. "I-I'm fine. Casey and I we...we made it back all right. Aside from the snake outside Altair's door. But he..." She didn't want to think about the gun. Guns were bad. Bad bad bad. "He uh... He shot it and saved me... again." Heidi was beginning to feel hugely in debt to Altair. He was always saving her. She needed to do something to repay him, but what? "How are you? Did you take care of your business?"

xxxxxxx"Ooh! Tell her I said hi!" she heard in the background.

xxxxxxx"Who was that?" The voice didn't sound familiar. Were they referring to her? Probably not. She glanced around the room, looking at the others. Heidi hoped she wasn't disturbing any of them by being on the phone, let alone Altair's phone. He would probably want it back soon. She bit her lip. Being free of them was nice, but it didn't take away all the fear and paranoia.

 

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Am I dead? Aileen opened her eyes. The ceiling was white. Beside her she could hear beeping, so she turned her head and looked in the direction it was coming from. A heart rate monitor? She tilted her head downwards to look at her hands. There was a clip-like object on her index finger that she assumed monitored her pulse. She sighed. Not dead, but in the hospital. Great.

She had probably fainted sometime during all of the chaos. Aileen felt that Crestatia was responsible for all that happened that day- beginning with the snakes. She might have just been paranoid, but she just felt so sure about it. Though it was her own fault for even stepping on that helicopter in the first place. ​

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When the same nurse walked by her room again, Cristina called out to her. The voice came out quieter than she had expected, so she was worried the nurse didn't hear. The nurse did, however, and walked in. "Is there anything wrong?"

"My legs," Cristina began. Well, actually, Quin's legs. "Are they okay? You said that what happened didn't help my legs, and now they sort of hurt. What did you mean?" she questioned. These legs weren't hers. Cristina was just about equally worried about something happening to Quin's legs, as something happening to her voice.

"Oh, did it really sound that way? I didn't mean anything had happened to them-nothing did actually. You've just over-exerted them with all that running you did today, that's all," the nurse replied. That's it? Not like I would know. I hate running.

"That's all I wanted to know...thank you," Cristina said. The nurse smiled and quickly walked out of the room. Looks like she has something to do. She sighed. Maybe I should get some rest. She slowly laid herself back down and closed her eyes.

 

"Olivia?"
The light, airy soprano of her voice was absolutely unmistakable. Olivia rose from her seat and walked to the stairs.

Ben! There he was! For once, Olivia's face lit up like a bright light. Viola fluttered by through the door and settled on her shoulder, ruffling her cloudy, fluffy plumage. A few more red feathers fluttered down to the ground. Wherever were they coming from?

"I apologize," Olivia began in her deeper tenor, "That I had to meet you here. It should be free of snakes, and it gives me access to my machinations." She held out her hand to the work bench. "We must get some rest. It is dark. Tomorrow, I shall adjust your body - mine, rather, and explain to you why we had to escape the police." Olivia rushed around the room shutting things down, making sure nothing would explode, or malfunction, or escape, and closed the doors, so that nothing should harm her or Ben as they slept.

Olivia walked back to the seat and swivelled back to the computer screens. She curled her legs close to her, feeling nervous about any possible vipers unaccounted at her heals.

"Sleep on the workbench. It is clean. Relatively." She yawned slightly, and her heavy eyes slowly closed to darkness.

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The wand was not something Cherno had expected. It looked plastic. Fake. Damn. Was this actually what they used? He wouldn't know. It was a straight tight ramrod. Almost futuristic. A perfect line with a sharp conic tip. And to Cherno, its complete and utter whiteness - no, it was a lack of colour, seemed to make it stand out in such a colourful world, as if one had forgotten to paint this particular part of reality's canvas.

With his tiny fingers, he gripped the wand- Oh DAMN.
ACK.
He dropped it. The wand clattered to the floor.
A spark - a white one, had shot through his arm. Was that static electricity, or ... something else?

Cherno tried picking it up again. Crouching, he analyzed it with his dull, calculating eyes. He slid an index finger along i--GODDAMNIT.

He quickly brought the finger to his lips, sucking the wound. Aaaah-- it was so painful. Ugh. Small tears welled near the corner of his eyes. Why was it so hard for him to touch this thing?

Okay.
Second plan.

Cherno looked around. The bedside table had a small cloth around it. Standing up, Cherno slid the cloth from beneath the table and held it in his palm. Take three. Here we go.

Cherno held his breath, turned to the wand, crouched, and tried to pick it up with the cloth--

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A--aaaaah ...
It. It hurt. It hurt so much. Just holding it. Shoot. Goddamnit. Was this the magical power, his hand, holding the wand, shook violently. He grit his teeth. His head began to hurt, slightly.

W-what was this?
And yet, this power. It was like a current through his body. It hurt. And yet it felt natural to him. Was this a contradiction? Was this because his mind so effectively doubted the existence of magic--

ACK.
SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT GODDAMN

Cherno jumped up and slammed the wand on the table. The table trembled slightly. He shook his hand quickly, as if burned.
This was too much.
He would need to deal with it soon. In sleep. He slowly wandered over to the other bed and, getting into it, pulled the covers over him.


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("Ahahahaha.")

WH-WHAT.
Cherno shot up in bed., the covers fallibg around him.
What was that? It was the voice in his head. It was a voice, right? He was sure now. Someone was talking to him through this body. Were they? This body really was cursed.

His head throbbed.
He held a tiny hand to it, grimacing. Maybe his dreams would provide better access. He laid his head down again on the pillow, and closed his eyes, making sure the wand was on the nearby table.

 

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

[ OOC : I THINK PEOPLE ARE GOING TO DIE AFTER WE ALL GO TO SLEEP OMG]​

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

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

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xxxxxxxxxx She seemed happy to hear from him; he was glad, " I - I'm fine. Casey and I, we . . . We made it back alright. " she explained to him and he felt relief, " Aside form the snake outside Altair's door. But he . . . " But he what?

She seemed hesitant to say what Altair did, and Harley could feel his temper flaring. She went on. " He shot it and saved me . . . again. " Well, at least the guy was good for something, but Harley didn't like him being all . . . eh, he didn't know. He just didn't like Altair being around Heidi. But if he could protect her when Harley wasn't there, then it'd be best to keep him around, for now.

" How are you? " she then asked, " Did you take care of your business? "

With a smile, Harley replied, " I did, thanks for asking. " Cute little Heidi, " Everything is better now. "

Allison called from the background, " Ooh! Tell her I said hi! " and he looked back at her.

" The little jailbird sings for you, Heidi. " Harley joked, knowing that the girl on the other line wouldn't get it, " It's Allison, do you remember her? She says hello. " he went on, " Anyway . . . We'll hope that things will be better tomorrow. I'll come see you then, and I'll bring your phone. Until then, stay safe, okay? "

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"Heeeeeeyyyyyyy....." said Allison bringing her hands to her hips. It was embarrassing that she was in jail in the first place, but nothing could be done. Now she was out, and hopefully Heidi wouldn't get it. More importantly it was bed time and so Allison chose a bed tried to take up half of the space on it in case either Elizabeth or Harley wanted to share. She'd fret and worry about it in the morning. In the mean time all the panicking and excitement of the day settled on her and she was fast asleep in no time.

 

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She would rather be away from these people for the night, but given the situation it seemed unwise. And Harley was smart enough to even stuff a pillow under the door, proving his usefulness beyond his connections. Her body was still here as well.

What to do...ah, shower? "No thanks, I took one this morning." Shortly after saying this a phone call was made and she sat on one of the beds, deciding to remain quiet as the conversation took place.

While it continued Elizabeth thought back to the cafe. Did these two really have no idea what to do in this game, or did they distrusted her? To be honest she cared little about the turn of events here, but if she could do things to win prizes.... Then, well, she was going to work harder from here on out. It would have started sooner but it seemed that things were delaying her.

Her next play...it had to be interesting...this game was... Ah, would that make her more interesting or will it get boring after a while? Besides...who would even be worth it? It couldn't be anyone in this room.

In any case, that was a rather simple idea so maybe another, plan B if you will, should be thought of. But what shall it be?

Leaving her thoughtful state Elizabeth noticed that Allison had fallen asleep and so she stood to remove her jacket, placing it on the back of the desk chair.

"Which bed are you sleeping in?" she asked, keeping her voice quiet as he seemed to still be on the phone. And even if the conversation was ending she would try to be polite, though without just waiting for it to completely end.

 

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[/url]xxxxxxx"Everything is better now." That was good to hear. She liked knowing Harley was okay. There was a foreign feeling in her chest. What was it? "The little jailbird sings for you, Heidi." What was that supposed to mean? She held the phone away from her for a moment, glaring at it. "It's Allison, do you remember her? She says hello." Oh. Allison. She remembered her. Allison was at that meeting. She introduced herself after Heidi knocked the chair over.

xxxxxxx"Y-yeah...I remember."

xxxxxxx"Anyway . . . We'll hope that things will be better tomorrow. I'll come see you then, and I'll bring your phone. Until then, stay safe, okay?"

xxxxxxxShe nodded in the dim light of the room. "O-okay. See you tomorrow. Take care." Heidi hung up the phone and crawled out of bed to bring it back to Altair. Even with multiple pairs of socks, her feet were still freezing. The blankets had developed some warmth too them, so leaving them felt terrible. "H-here. Harley said he would bring my phone back tomorrow. I uh...I left it in there... the other night." What would Altair think of that? Did he even know Harley, aside from when he yelled at her on the train? She liked them both, she really did. They were both nice and helpful in their own ways, but she felt almost guilty referring to one in the presence of the other.

xxxxxxx"G-good night," she said to the boys rather quickly. Heidi rushed back to the bed to join Zoey and buried her face under the covers. Why did her face suddenly feel so hot?

 

Saxima says: I'm far too nervous to format this shit.

Kallisti fell into a drug induced sleep ( hint, hint, it was pot lololol ) and was unaware that she might die soon.

Harley let the Lizzy and Alli be lesbians and sleep together, but he decided to strip off most of his clothing anyway bcuz fucking hell it was hot in his room. He went to sleep not too long after, unaware that he might die soon.

 

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[/url]xxxxxxxHeidi shivered under the covers and moved in closer to Zoey. Hopefully she wouldn't mind too much. She didn't want to think about Ramona anymore, or Altair's gun, or even Harley's kiss, but it all seemed to jumble up into one distorted mess in her mind. It was like with one set of confusion gone, another rolled in in its place. How did normal people deal with things? Her fingers wrapped tightly around the tips of her hair as she buried her face in the pillow.

xxxxxxxHow long would it take before all the snakes were gone? If she talked to Harley, would he explain things too her? For the most part, she was still in the dark about everything. She didn't understand much, other than the fact that they were playing a very dangerous game. There were too many obstacles in the way of the finish line. How long could she possibly hold out? Did Crestatia even view her as a relatively satisfying pawn? She had said that virtually everyone was useless. Maybe they would provide her with entertainment. Heidi almost wished for them too come back sooner, but that was a dangerous request. She would have to use this time wisely, to her advantage somehow. Could she gather the necessary information to stay alive before they returned?

xxxxxxxShe wanted to help everyone to come to terms with their inevitable death. Maybe then it wouldn't seem so scary. She didn't want to die, but she also didn't want to live with them. Not now, not ever.

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"EXCUSE ME."

'Marcus' stood and left the room. Everyone was settled and getting to sleep. There was no more time to waste. The days were winding down. A winner was needed. Everyone was useless. Useless, useless, useless, USELESS. The world glazed over and melted into a familiar gray.

This soul was different, but the body held the curse. He rolled his shoulders as he stood out in the hall. The hissing of the snakes brought him comfort. He could hear the sound of their slithering behind him and turned around. A smile played faintly on his lips as he knelt onto the carpet, closing his eyes as one snake in particular found it's way up his thighs and around his shoulders.

"HUSH...COME, NOW."

Then he was gone; appearing again in a dimmed hospital room. Hospitals were so much more interesting at night. The silence was simply electrifying.

He made no sound as he gazed down at her face. It didn't match her spirit at all.

"YOU NEVER WERE THE SAME AFTER BRIAN'S DISAPPEARANCE. PITY, PITY."

He held out an arm, tilting his head in slight remorse as the snake made it's way down and settled on Aileen's chest. He nodded and the large snake lurched forward, sinking it's fangs into Aileen's--or Daniel's, neck.

"I THINK WILL LEAVE YOU HERE. THERE IS PLENTY OF FOOD. PERHAPS THIS WOULD BE A GOOD LOCATION FOR YOU TO LAY YOUR EGGS? FAREWELL."

Again, he disappeared and reappeared in another hospital room. This was the room of Kallisti (or Cristina). His steps were more aggressive this time. He placed two fingers on the blonde's forehead.

"WAKE UP."

Her eyes shot open and Marcus inched closer so that their noses were nearly touching. He wasted no time getting to the point.

"KALLISTI. I HATE YOU THE MOST. PATHETIC."

His fingertips were forced harder against her skull.

"REMEMBER. NOW. EVERYTHING. REMEMBER IT. I WILL NOT LET YOU PROTECT YOURSELF.DECLARATION: REMEMBER EVERYTHING.YOU WILL DIE. YOU WILL DIE, YOU COWARD, BUT I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO DIE SO EASILY. YOU HAVE UNTIL AFTER NEW YEARS BEFORE I TAKE YOUR LIFE. I WILL NOT LET YOU HIDE ANYMORE. NEVER AGAIN. I WILL BREAK YOU."

When he removed his fingertips, a bruise was present. Her eyes closed as soon as his touch left her, and he disappeared.

He didn't even bother being elaborate with this one. Tyler had been on the way to visit his mother, hadn't he? And he had gone alone, out into the cold. Tch. Tyler would not make it to his mother's. He would die in a simple fashion.

Marcus simply grabbed his collar and literally threw him into the street. He allowed a few moments between his landing there and the car with busted headlights that was quickly approaching so that the teenager could register the change if he bothered to. For a moment, the world burst back into color and Marcus confirmed that he had been hit before leaving the location.

He returned back to Altair's dorm with a yawn...and then collapsed onto the floor.

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December 23rd, Sunday
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Where was he?

What was he doing here?

Ah...yes...he wished to use this body, but why did he pass out like this?

What was his name? Darrius?......Ah yes...thats what the name was...but this body didn't match....how odd....why was he so lightheaded this morning.. Well that didn't matter now...things have all returned to his mind so there was no need to question anything further.

Sitting up Darrius let out a loud yawn as he began to stretch. Many things had crept across the teen's mind and really he was stumped about what he should do next. Dusting his clothes Darrius smiled as he stretched once more. "Hey, we had a pretty fun time last night didn't we?" Darrius said. There was no response. "........aw don't give me the silent treatment like that...I'll tell you what...I'll make it up to you by vamoosing out of here...kay?" Darrius said as he looked over his shoulder and sighed ".....fine fine have it your way" Darrius said as he walked out of the apartment room.

Where to next? would the wind guide him on and tell him were to next? he really thought about his next destination, but a certain conversation still burned in his mind. It was a peculiar conversation that had happened when he was at the cafe, drinking his tea. They spoke of their next plan, and interestingly enough they spoke of summoning a demoness and bargaining lives...."how interesting" Darrius said never really thinking about it like that. A demon needed a catalyst...how interesting...

 

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A meeting? At the Dinning Hall? So he was to leave his safe haven (the cold insides of his bathroom) to go out in the open with deadly snakes? Aha, the folly.

Olivia would be there though... Even so, she could handle herself and he...not so much. And thus the boy stayed where he was, even staying in there to sleep. It was clean. He cleaned it himself after all. Not so comfortable but that was the price he must pay for safety it seemed.

However upon waking he dared to exit, stepping out into the main part of the room. Here he would study these snakes but as he made his way to the bookcase he noticed the one he desired had been moved. This prompted the boy to take a better look around and he saw lab coats missing as well. This was strange...

But for now these things were ignored and he studied these snakes for a time. Once everything the book had to offer was taken it was replaced, neater than before, and his cell was retrieved. By the looks of it he had missed a few texts from both Marina and Olivia as well as his father. A man ignored.

So...What was this about switching back? Sure he had chosen not to believe this was happening to everyone before but now, as he just wanted to be back to normal, he would buy her story.

And reply sent.

Did this mean she was switched back? Why else would she think everyone was back to normal. This was, while he was believing her. Something to do with the 'spirits' or whatever he assumed, though this assumption brought a chuckle and he began thinking about how they could help.

Well, if I could return as I was then whatever, fine. I will acknowledge your existence.

For the sake of his reputation and all that he believed in prior to this mess he tried to continue acting as if he was only playing along, but as time rolled on he was falling for his own act. After all, all lies can become truths if you tell yourself them long enough. Still...

Agh, this was so contradicting. So let's forget it for now and move on to these other texts. Oh, so this explains what happened to the coats.

Oh. Another from Marina, meaning he would be texting her twice.

Ugh.

His body was probably breathing in evil air right about now, wasn't it? Just the thought nearly sent the teen into a panic or was he just about to faint?

Make this body switching thing end. Make it end now. I can't deal with this anymore.

 

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[/url]xxxxxxxHeidi woke first in the freezing room. Everyone appeared to have survived the night, which was a good thing. She was grateful for that. She walked over to the thermostat, turning the heat up slightly. Odds were that snakes still roamed the school, but hopefully there were none nearby. It was early and she was hungry, but how safe would it be to roam the school alone? What would happen if she ran into another one when by herself? She had no way of protecting herself. Her eyes drifted to Altair and she wondered where he kept the gun? She had fallen asleep without seeing him put it away.

xxxxxxxShe didn't want it or to ever use it, but knowing the location would probably be a good thing. Heidi drifted off over to the suitcases. She rifled around before finding something to wear. It was becoming increasingly difficult to find clothes appropriate for her. Altair's grandfather must have gone out of his way to pick high end fashion items. Do girls actually where stuff like this? There were lots of cutesy dresses and the like, but she was holding off for as long as possible. Heidi meandered over to the bathroom to change. Plain and simple. That was her style. She liked the winter because it meant she could keep any and all marks concealed. Lots of pants and long sleeve shirts.

xxxxxxxA shower was in order. This was her least favorite part of the day. After peeling off the layers of pajamas, Heidi stood naked in the bathroom, staring blankly at her marred body. How had she caused so much damage to herself? To keep from hurting anyone else. She wasn't like Ramona. She wouldn't allow herself to become that way. Maybe not knowing the location of Altair's gun was for the best, not like she knew how to shoot it anyway. She showered quickly, taking as little amount of time to touch her herself as possible. If only there was a way for her to be clean all the time without having to take a shower. She would love that-- never having to get naked a day in her life. Heidi dressed quickly before returning to the room.

xxxxxxxEveryone still appeared to be asleep. She sat down in front of the television, barefoot as always, and turned it on with the volume down low as to not disturb anyone. The news was on. She frowned, disliking the news.

xxxxxxxShe changed the channel, not wanting to hear more. The next channel contained more news. This was disappointing. Why was everything news so early in the morning. Heidi frowned, but refrained from changing the channel at the sound of her name.

xxxxxxxShe couldn't listen anymore. Tears welled up in Heidi's eyes. It hurt hearing how true it was from a complete stranger. She shut the television off, staring at the blank black screen absently. Tears rolled silently down her burning cheek. The floor suddenly felt too cold a place her for her, and the room was too big. There were other people in there, other people that may have heard how terrible she was. Heidi didn't understand what Altair might know of her. He clearly knew something was wrong, but he had never come out and asked or commented. If he heard them...