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Silvia
Her forehead wrinkled. She blinked. “Orders? What do you mean? I was talking about the fact that you look like you tried to fight a snipe ship and the ship won.”
She rubbed the back of her neck and stifled a yawn. Mystery Lady appeared at the kitchen door, lovely smell smell trailing her into the room. Tea, that heavenly solution of H2O and herbal varieties. Silvia sat up.
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the GorkRory
Rory was even more confused. “Snipe Ship? I’m not a marine.” He looked to Leo for help.
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
Barnes
Some of the kids picked up their mugs. Barnes waited for them to settle down. “So, I have to introduce myself first before you give me any explanation. Is that what Rory wants?”
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Rory
Leo must not have been listening to the conversation between him and Silvia, and Silvia was too interested in tea to alleviate his confusion.
The woman spoke from her chair behind him. “So, I have to introduce myself first before you give me any explanation. Is that what Rory wants?”
Rory jumped at his name and swiftly straightened, spinning around and snapping to attention. He realized at the last moment that she was not one of his superiors and fumbled slightly with the hand he had been about to raise in a salute. He ended by standing ram-rod straight, both hands clasped behind his back and his shoulders squared. What did she ask? Oh… right. Rory eyed her up and down. “I do think an introduction and explanation from you would be fitting, considering the circumstances,” he said, using the same tone as the one he spoke with when he was supervising new cadets.
are @elishavet-pidyon characters still in the apartment, or did they leave? If they are we can just say they were in the other room or something so as not to make it odd that Leo didn’t notice them when he walked in. Then they can come into the room if they’re still here. If not, then no problem.
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
Leo
He set his helmet down on top of the rest of his suit and snapped the locker shut. A grin tugged at his mouth.
“She’s just commenting on how beat up you are. You know, using phrases with descriptive situations, even if she knows there aren’t any SE-13N ships around here. Like the phrase ‘Did you get the plates to the car that hit me’…though,” his grin melted “that is actually something I want to know.”
He settled on the chair across from his sister and reached for a mug of tea.
The Barnes lady spoke up. “So, I have to introduce myself first before you give me any explanation. Is that what Rory wants?”
Leo glanced at her over his mug and slowly lowered it. “It might make the others more comfortable, ma’am. As for explanations, well, those are easier to give when I know what precisely needs explaining.”
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the GorkHer characters have left, but are now friends of Silvia’s, and shall probably be pulled into her world from this point forward.
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the GorkWhoops!
I guess we’ll say Koshka’s post came before mine.
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
You’re good. They kind of work together.
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the GorkWellllll. They never came in. As complete strangers, they would not enter unless given an invitation. Sylvia was obviously in need of a shower and a nap.
They are sitting on a bench under the stairs waiting for the next trolley to come by and using the opportunity to watch for the Leo’s return. They might have left by now or not as it fits the plot. Either way, they’re Sylvia’s friends and have a vested interest in making sure the group is ok should they meet again.
Both go to the school, so they could see each other tomorrow.
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
Have fun!!
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the GorkGotcha!
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
Sorry it’s been a bit. I’m back now.
Viktor (Library)
“Pre Algebra. I wanted to skip a grade or two, but my parents made me stay in fifth. Apparently I don’t ‘spend enough time with kids my age’. But at least they’re letting me do advanced math.”
Brea rolled her eyes at her algebra book and turned the page. Apparently the maths were easily for her. Viktor raised his eyebrows, impressed.
“What are you studying?”
“Uh, history right now. We’re somewhere in the Hibernian Empires.” He held up the book so she could see its illuminated pages. The child queen glowed regally. He laid it back with a shrug. “I’m in Algebra One, but I did my homework already. What grade are you in?”
The librarian poked her head around the bookshelf and made a shushing sound. Viktor waved back with a vague nod that could be either a Yes, ma’am or a Sorry, we’re not meaning to be loud. She rustled away with a benevolent nod back.
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
Awww Lukas is so cuteeeeee! I love himmm
Livia
“Hey, Liv.”
Lukas crossed the courtyard, his hands in his pockets, a blush creeping into his cheeks.
It had been so long since they’d talked…she’d been in her own world lately and though she hated to admit it, she was doing it again. Shutting the people out that she loved the most.
“Oh my goodness, hi!” she smiled at him. The wind played with her hair, blowing it about her face, and she tucked it behind her ear. “It’s been a while,” she stole another glance at him, and for a moment she forgot how to breathe.
Okay, that’s enough staring for one day…her cheeks grew hot and she quickly looked away, gripping the edge of the wall that overlooked the shining creek below, watching it tumble over the rocks. She pulled the moisture from the air and absentmindedly pushed it between her hands, lost in thought.
She felt guilty, knowing she was probably making it awkward…but she didn’t know what to say, and she felt like more of a jerk than ever before after avoiding him all week (idk how much time has passed lol).
And it wasn’t just him she avoided either…
Whenever Callie or Fynn asked her to do anything, she always said she had “plans”. Most of the time those “plans” involved staring into space, alone.
He’d texted her multiple times, but she answered with vague replies. Currently she had 57 unread messages from various people, but she didn’t have the energy to respond.
She sighed. She hated fall…hated winter, when the days got shorter and night seemed to last forever. And it was only going to get worse…
She’d struggled with seasonal depression for so long, and Xandro’s absence only made things worse.
I wish I was a better friend.
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333I’m back finally! Watched a fun movie and ate way too much nougat.
Barnes
Hopefully everything would be fixed that night. But Barnes wasn’t going to bet money, just in case.
“Destina Tasin pride themselves on their multi-world foreign student program. Unfortunately, they don’t like to face the issues which arise on school grounds. That’s where I come in.”
There was a pause while everyone took a sip of their drinks. Barnes held her cup and swirled it, feeling almost comical, as she couldn’t sip from it with her mouth covered.
So she took off her mask. Her almost white hair fell over her forehead. She had a long face, with dark brows nearly shadowing her eyes. She struggled to smile directly at the kids, and barely made eye contact. Even with her face uncovered, she didn’t look all that different – almost as if her face had molded to the mask’s expression.
“…I don’t know how to talk about myself.” She chuckled. “I am Lucille Barnes, your newest appointed school officer. I used to be an archivist for a small journalist in my world, Lovedream. Then things went to hell, and the way things work there -I became a bit of a self-appointed defender. If I’m completely honest, I just wanted a break. A more relaxed job… Just some file work. I thought there was some kind of structure here, but there isn’t. I guess you could call me a sitting duck.”
The littlest boy held out the gold necklace. Barnes took it from him, patting his hand in thanks, and wrapped it around her neck. “Now I’m the only adult who cares if a student goes missing.”
It wasn’t the best feeling. But she was used to being surprised, and she was also used to handling things on her own. Even if it meant spending countless night hours reading all the student files and reorganizing them.
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