He blinked a few times in confusion. ‘I love her’ could have been interpreted in a lot of different ways. He was at a loss, guessing the first thing that made a smidge of sense, “… does she not love you back or something? I’m sorry, I don’t understand the issue,” he admitted to the girl, rather embarrassed. She looked at him like he was a murderer. It was just some eggs… he cleaned up his mess. With Laurie’s help. “I wanted to do something nice for my roommate. I had never cooked before. Thought eggs would be easy. Turns out I was very wrong,” he went in for a joke, hoping to make the girl less tense and perhaps even laugh.
Tristan laughed along at Ace’s comment. He was oblivious to any reaction Ace might have had to his comments. Maybe if he wasn’t, he would have noticed the tension disappear from Ace’s shoulders as Tristan praised him. The small sigh he let out that would have led any non-self-obsessed person to know that Ace was hiding something. However, Tristan was not only self-obsessed, but he was also moronic. “The day that men find out why women do anything will be the day pigs fly,” Tristan started to crack his knuckles. Not to intimidate, just for fun. “You do that. You should also tell me who the lucky lady is that has won your attention for this evening.”
Mei nodded. Perfect was one thing. The way this girl looked, however. Now that was another. She felt a little stupid as the girl corrected ‘chignon,’ kindly following with the generous offer of teaching the style to Mei as she peeked a smile through Mei’s coal hair. “Thank you… but I’m not one for fashion. I doubt I’d be able to replicate it as wonderfully as yours.”
Mei felt a little overwhelmed by Cotton’s questions, answering them nonetheless. She straightened her back and brushed the remaining fair behind her hair. “My parents are Fa Mulan and Li Shang. I’ve been trained in many forms of fighting, including Baguazhang, Kung Fu, Shuai Jiao, Tai Chi, and even Muay Thai,” Mei spoke in a tone that expressed her feelings about her accomplishments - that she was proud of them. She was one of the best fighters in the Chinese Empire. Part of her also wanted to showcase her abilities to Cotton in the hopes that she could be of some use to her. “I can dance,” she added at the end. “And you? What should I know about you?” Her tone suggested that this meant more of a ‘Who are you and why should I befriend you?’
Katsu giggled as Kellan caught them. The laughing fit probably made them look absolutely insane to anyone who was watching but honestly Katsu didnt care at all. They were back with Kellan and honestly that was all they had wanted for a while. Freedom or at least some semblance of freedom. Even though Kats was very aware of the stares and looks the two were getting it was them and Kellan in their own little world so they didnt care. “I never took dance let alone ballet Kellen.” They admitted as they shook their head. “You know extra circular things were usually frowned upon and shut down pretty quick at my mouse.” Katsu said rolling their eyes not at Kellan but at their father that just didnt understand anything, Katsu looked up at Kellan for once hating being five foot four inches only. “Yeah you have me beat but quite a bit in hight sunshine and honestly always have.” Kellan smiled and pushed their hair out of their eyes. “Yeah less than half its really sad.” Kats pouted dramatically a little. “Yeah couldn’t leave behind what I ware the most.” Katsu shrugged as if it was obvious. Katsu smiled and blushed a little. “Awe thanks Kellan it looks really good on you too.” Katsu smiled as they walked a little Kats was glad that they had made this big decision. They needed this change and they were happy about it even if anxiety about it ran deep in the back of their mind. “Well that’s good because Im not exactly great at making friends as we have quickly come to realize.” Katsu mumbled as they tried to not draw attention to what they said.
Katsu had zero relationship track record yet they were always the one that Kellan came to for relationship stuff. Kats knew their advice wasn’t the strongest but it was always based on gut feeling and what they would do in the situation so it was nice to know Kellan trusted it. Katsu really hoped he didnt lead Kellan down a wrong path with this advice that had no past experience behind it. Katsu leaned their head on Kellan when they found Kats hated when Kellan was pouty or sad and not dramatic fake pouty or sad but the real thing. “I hope you are right because I honesty don’t even know how to flirt or anything like that sunshine. Im flying very very blind when it comes to relationships.” Katsu was not the type that liked to go into things with no knowledge or experience which was part of what made relationships and sometimes even making friendships kind of hard for them. “I hope it works Im really sorry if it doesn’t and then you should never listen to my relationship advice again.”
Kats shook their head at Kellan Kats knew deep down that Kellan wouldn’t have stood a chance if it came down to it. “Sunshine I know and just keep in mind im in advanced dark magic and that man has taught me everything and I only know a small fraction of what he does.” Katsu had been pushed to dark magic and necromancy since their brith and had even had this type of magic used on them so often it practically killed them. Kats was alive but they lacked some things predominately a heart beat, that would make anyone think they were alive. Katsu walked the line between life and death because their father had put them there. “Im sure yeah I will just haven’t been here long enough to get it mapped out in my head.” Kats admitted as they pushed their glasses up again. Katsu couldn’t help smiling when Kellan giggled about them meeting practically no one. “I know I just haven’t done romance and wouldn’t know if someone was flirting.” Kats admitted a little embarrassed. @ethereal
“Sorry-” A small sound escaped from Mellona’s lips, followed by a painful thud on the ground, with a body on top of her. The person quickly stood up, though, enough for her not to feel awkward and too guilty of the fall. Wait, why should she even feel guilty? The person was probably blinder than her to not see their path, and was so weak to easily fall with just a little push of her stick.
Mellona waited for a while, making sure that the person was not blocking her way anymore. Tapping the ground to look for her stick, she helped herself up while the person—who seemed to be a man—made an assuming line that would make her lips twitch in cringe. Regaining her stance, she stood straight and started touching the boy, her hands directly reaching her face. Immediately, a clear vision of him formed in her mind. Ah, now I understand.
She pulled her hand back, resting it on her stick. “It is fine,” she replied, “I am the one who should be apologizing. I didn’t see you.”
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School Hallway A bad boy with a good heart, I think that would be perfect for me
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Alec’s hair was wet, his cloth wear wet too and he had a smirk on his face. It was obvious he had gone swimming, after all how else would his hair and body be wet? His smirk washed off his face as he saw his scales, one thing he hated about coming out of the water after swimming was his scales. It removed the whole ‘mysterious’ look he was going for. People would find out immediately that he was a merman, sigh at least he still looked hotter than half the school with his scales. No one could even top his loo- Ok, Alec was going off topic now. He planned to continue strolling in the school hallway so his body would dry off and the scales in his hands would be gone.
Bored of waiting, Alec took a small mirror from his pockets and brought out his comb and began combing his hair. He gave the mirror a flirtatious smile, he was attractive and he knew it. People having tell him themselves and people fanning over him. On the topic of looks, Attina, his mother would always swoon about how he resembles his father. He and his father would immediately disagree, they didn’t look alike, his mother must have gone blind or something. Alec was Alec and his father was well his father.
Alec put his mirror and comb back in his pockets and began taking a stroll, ‘it would dry out quicker’ he thought. 1 minute later he was hit by a stick, causing him to fall down and accidentally fall on the girl too. Standing up and dusting himself he looked at the girl who was definitely extraordinary. With long wavy brown hair falling down her shoulders and a blindfold covering her eyes, so he wouldn’t know how they looked- the eyes that’s it.
Coughing, he gave the girl his hand. “Hi I’m Mr. Right someone said you were looking for me” He said smiling, his very white teeth shining in a way that could make someone blind. “Just kidding, my apologies for falling on you” He coughed.
The guy flashed her a smile, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be so careless.” Ahnvi raised her eyebrows at him. “Mhm…” she folded her arms. “Just an apology won’t do. Maybe a date will. I’m sure there are a few cafes here. I mean, it’s a big school. I’d be disappointed if there are no cafes around here. Or any shops! Ugh, that’d be a nightmare!” she rolled her eyes. She was behaving like a spoiled brat. Well, she was.
“I’m Valen, and it’s a pleasure to meet you, Ahnvi,”
“Why are you so formal with me? Lighten up.” she lightly hit his chest. She leaned on one leg and placed her hand on her hip. His name was Valen. It sounded cool to her. She wished she had an interesting name. ‘Ahnvi’ wasn’t uncommon in India. She had met two or three people who had the same name as her. “Are you, like, a wizard or a knight or something?”
He then asked her if she was single. “Maybe I am…” she played around and averted her gaze, smirking. “Why do you care? It’s not like you’re interested in me.” she moved closer, their faces mere inches away from touching. “Or are you?” she said in a slow, whispery voice.
She was sure Ms Possum would be furious if she would see two students, especially her, flirting in the oh-so-holy hallways. She could imagine her annoying face, which made Ahnvi frown. Ugh, why had she imagined her out of all people?! “Ah…” she turned her face away and stepped back from Valen.
Kacie nodded thoughtfully, “Yea, I guess it’s like that. Although sometimes they’ll agree, but it’s pretty rare. Like when the lady insulted Papi’s spinach puffs, which are amazing by the way, I cook and bake just like Papi. Yup, I’m Papi’s little girl.” She smiled softly, “Anyway, to answer your question, yes, they’re kind of like that.” She turned to the forest, “Squeak Squeakity, Squeaker, Squeaken,” she then turned back to the girl. “I told them it’s ok, that you’re not going to hurt them. I also told them to keep the noise to a minimum.” After a few minutes of them not coming out, Kacie shrugged, “If they’re not coming out, there’s probably a bigger animal nearby, we should probably find a different place to talk. Which is kind of weird because as far as I can tell all the animals seem to get along, it’s almost like a big monster showed up…” Kacie shrugged, “But that’s not likely, right? I mean we would’ve notice some big monster or something.” She offered Freya a muffin she baked earlier that morning. “Want one? I hope you like blueberry, if not I would be happy to make you any kind of muffin you want.”
I smiled as she told me she didn’t know much of the symphonic music style and when she talked about her favorite types and tilted my head in interest. “Maybe one day we can have a little singing session together and we can teach each other the genres because I have heard some of them, except Doo…wop?” I suggested while slowly turning my tone from a suggestion to a question.
I also nodded when he said he would like the ‘loneliness’ of living in a castle. “It can be great to have such a big place for you alone, but other times it’s almost suffocating how big the place is compared to you. Imagine walking these halls, every day, seeing nobody or only those who greet you but aren’t allowed to speak to you” I explain. “It gets really lonely sometimes,” I said. “What’s it like growing up in a big city?” I asked. “I’ve always wished to visit London one day” I said excitedly. @CrazyCaliope - bobbie.
Pin glared. It was true, they had never met her. But Pin also had no desire to ever meet her, regardless if the stories their mother had told him were true or not. Though their glare became wilder and wilder as Thuc went on. “Nothing to do with her?” Pin’s voice was quiet with undertones of poison. “That witch is the reason why Kieu was so disrespected. Just because I have never met her, does in no way mean I have nothing to do with her.” Pin’s life would have been so much more luxurious and easy if Kieu hadn’t been chased away. “And I must ask if Kieu was such a terrible person, why’d they even bother keeping you? You are technically a bast*rd. Did they keep you because they wanted a son that badly, or because there was something they weren’t telling you?”
Thuc went silent as Pin admitted their relationship, and Pin did the same, waiting for Thuc to speak. They were taken aback at Thuc’s comment, even going as far as to break eye contact. Maybe Thuc was right. There were things that neither of them had considered. “It… it wasn’t like that. She was never in the best social standing. A lot of things went on… those years were insane, to say the least.” Pin looked back at Thuc, regaining eye contact. “But at least I wasn’t spoiled rotten as I sat all day long, doing nothing. I’ve learned plenty of things. And experienced more things than your small brain could ever imagine.”
Bertram saw no issues with Kyle’s reasoning and Kyle was thankful for that. Bertram even took up on the offer of sitting next to him. He felt butterflies forming in his stomach but continued to pull out his notes. “Well I’m glad that you have some semblance of common sense,” Kyle spoke formally. “It’s worth mentioning that I’m also exceptional in Mathematics.” He let the semi-offer on the table. If Bertram needed any help with math… well the offer was there. “No, it would be correct. My father wants the best schooling for me, and Once Upon a High is just that; the best.”
“Okay, first off, only I can do that. The reason being that I look awesome while doing it. Two this is my signature smile.”
Jara blinked, looking at her captured hand. Jara tilted her head questioningly. She wasn’t sure why only Alya could do the finger snappy thing. So, naturally, she asked, “Does it break my hand if I do it and don’t look awesome? Really? Well, it is interesting so, I’d have to say it’s pretty cool.”
“that’s exactly why it’s villain knowledge. What do villains do? They trick people. I read all about it in Villains: Why They Are What They Are by Vihn Laine.”
The slow speaking was a tad bit annoying to Jara. Her face started to pout as she wanted to know what was said next but could only wait. She tapped her foot on the ground until Alya finished. “Vihn Laine? I haven’t heard of them. Do you know if any of their books are in the library?” Jara asked. Her eyes seemingly brightened at the idea of finding new study material.
“20 pages is a lot. A helluva lot more than I can write.”
The voice came from behind her but, Jara didn’t turn around. “Well… I could help you study sometime if you ever needed it. It wouldn’t be too hard since I don’t doubt you’re smart,” Jara replied, “I do like that idea though, perhaps we could play guess where Alya is another time.”
“Some have made it through… all of them traumatized afterwards. It’s not a pleasant experience.” “It’s just something I do. A lot of people do it, actually.”
Jara took a second, “You ever wanted to go across it?” she questioned. She was curious about this place. Not to mention, if she crossed a traumatizing sea un-traumatized, she could probably trick the devil. She mimicked the hand to neck action attempting to figure out the benefit. “Is that so…”
She couldn’t believe it, really. Alicia had expected the worst. She had expected to be told to sit somewhere else and was near positive they wouldn’t help her learn guitar. It would be so much work… little did Alicia know that Brooks was mainly doing this as an attempt to listen to Colm, someone she’d hopefully meet in the future. Alicia stared in admiration at the notes in front of her, silently vowing to learn them by heart. She was going to be a good student. “Yes… yes, thank you. What’s your room number,” she spoke with overjoy dripping from her quiet voice. “Okay… good. I… I don’t want you to be uncomfortable around me.” Though Alicia meant what she said, she couldn’t help shifting her position as to lean away from Brooks.
“I… I can teach you English. Seeing as you’re in the Advanced Class, I doubt there’s much I can teach you… but I’ll… I’ll try my best.” She had no idea where or how they were going to find a guitar… unless. “My… my mom gives me a weekly allowance. Perhaps there’s a music store in town where we… I could buy one?” She intentionally excluded Brooks. They were already doing so much for her, it didn’t feel right to ask for anything else.
She looked down as he spoke, silently trying to not roll her eyes. All men were monsters, he wasn’t exactly special. When he was finished, she tilted her small head back up, her long ebony hair brushing along her back. “There’s darkness in everyone,” she spoke carefully, “Some are simply better at showing it than others. But that doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you. Nobody’s perfect,” except for me, she silently thought. Her hand remained over his as she whispered, “Maybe not. But you can work towards a better future. Everyone can. Time is… fleeting. So why spend all of it alone? Even if it’s for a moment… wouldn’t things be better with a friend? A companion of sorts?” She still wasn’t sure if this would work. Perhaps she needed to aim towards a different emotion.
She removed her heavy school/alchemist bag from her shoulder, setting it down next to her. She had a feeling they were going to be here a while. Besides, it was only chemistry. Nothing that she couldn’t ace without even trying. “I’m Calista,” a twinkle shined in her eye as she revealed her name. Partly due to her magic causing the illusion, along with the sun catching said eye at just the right moment.
“Just an apology won’t do. Maybe a date will. I’m sure there are a few cafes here. I mean, it’s a big school. I’d be disappointed if there are no cafes around here. Or any shops! Ugh, that’d be a nightmare!” She rambled, nonetheless Valen quite enjoyed it though. “I’m sure there’s something here, and if there isn’t, I’d take it upon myself to get us off the campus for a few hours then.”
“Why are you so formal with me? Lighten up.” Valen smiled, “Yeah,” he said as a light and gentle hand came across his chest. He watched her lean, waiting for a next move. “Are you, like, a wizard or a knight or something?” Valen tilted his head further down to look at her, “Only just an unknown prince. Although knight or wizard seem like a praise worthy title.” Valen knew being a prince was praise worthy, but he’d been working on suppressing the desire for praise as much as he could before he’d gotten to the school.
But he didn’t let any doubt force him to not enjoy this moment. “Maybe I am…” Valen nearly panicked for a second, “Why do you care? It’s not like you’re interested in me.” Valen paused, she moved closer, their faces inches away from touching. “Or are you?” Valen was ready to sweep her off her own feet, when a frown crossed her face. He tilted his brows inward, “Ah…” She didn’t seem like the kind to back down, man was Valen confused. She turned her face away, taking a step back from Valen.
“Hey, whats wrong?” Valen took a step closer, placing his hand on her cheek, hoping she wouldn’t mind. “Maybe, just maybe,” Valen smiled again. “I am interested.” He said leaning closer to her.
orp || @elixr naw ur was beautiful… also sorry for taking so long
Noe laughed at Alexia’s face, grinning. “Hmmm…aren’t they Greek? I think I’ve heard of them.” He said when she mentioned her parents. He thought for a second when she asked if he thought his parents defined him. “Good question. I’d say no, because we are different people than them. They don’t define us.” @eunoia - Alexia
It’s Noe.
“Hmmm…aren’t they Greek? I think I’ve heard of them.” Alexia tried not to waiver, “Yep! As Greek as they get!” She let some of her smile rest on her face. “Good question. I’d say no, because we are different people than them. They don’t define us.” Alexia thought. How though, how do you feel you aren’t defined with them? As them? “Well, I didn’t mean to bombard you with such a stupid question, but I couldn’t have answered better even if I had more time to think about it.” Alexia new her words were only half true. “But wait, what class are you heading to?” Alexia questioned, she wanted to continue to ask about how to not feel trapped, but it wasn’t her place to tell him about her family issue. She only semi-trusted him probably because he could light this world on fire like she could… But he didn’t seem like the type to do that unlike her.
orp - @Ouijaloveletters if u still don’t have a schedule just ignore the last part
Noe smiled when Alexis said he couldn’t have said it better herself. “I’m sure you could’ve said something better. I mean, my mom always said I’m very wise.” He said, smiling. “I’m going to Kingdom management. What about you?” He asked with a smile. He was interested about the class, considering he technically didn’t have a kingdom. How would that work? @eunoia - Alexis
“I’m sure you could’ve said something better." Yeah, I could have probably. But would a single word be true? No. Not. At. All. Alexia felt her hands getting warmer, not with fire but rage. She wasn’t the type to not control her rage, well at least in public that is. She listened to Noe praise himself, well his mother praise him technically.
“I’m going to Kingdom management. What about you?" Alexia continued that almost fake smile, “Oh I guess I won’t be seeing you. I got Villain history and Skill, only taking it to compliment my history though.” She smiled brighter, “Say, I could walk you if you wanted?” Alexia found herself almost snickering to herself, “Oh wise one,” She laughed out.
“Oh?” Téo looked surprised that Lorelai knew French. She only smirked-not like it was hard to learn or anything. Actually, Lorelai knew all sorts of languages other than English, including Greek, Spanish, and Mandarin. Learning them had been incredibly easy-almost natural. How had she learned? She’d been given the best tutors her parents could find. And even better, the way in which the lessons were given were entirely up to Lorelai. When she wasn’t in the mood, she would dismiss her tutors to go shopping with her friends. She would often snack while they worked, eating sugar-dusted strawberries whilst laying on a plushy red couch. Perhaps that was why Lorelai had such fond memories of school and classes-though she had teachers, she was the one in charge. To Lorelai, the surprise seemed to be pleasant surprise, so she allowed herself to bathe in the admiration of the handsome blonde mortal once more. “Vous parlez français?” His voice was smooth. Her eyes flicked to his pink lips as he spoke. “Oui.” Her response was only one word-meaning ‘yes’. Though it wasn’t much to prove she knew French-that was common knowledge. “Ah, juste au moment quand je pense que vous ne pouvez plus m’intruiguer, vous trouvez un autre façon à faire exactement ça.” Lorelai allowed her cheeks to redden-very slightly. She wasn’t really the type to get all giggly about the kind of thing she heard every day. Still, she would be lying if she said the blush was forced. “Dois-je donc m’arrêter? J’aime tenir les garçons en haleine.” “Should I stop, then? I like to keep boys on their toes.” She raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips-she was only teasing-it would be interesting to see if he could keep up with that.
She could feel it between her brows-a slight crease-a wrinkle, really, but the word alone disgusted Lorelai. She resisted the urge to slip her hand into the pocket of her shorts and take out her ruby-encrusted hand mirror to check and try to smooth it away before it became permanent. And it mostly disappeared when Téo said Lorelai was one of the prettiest names he had ever heard. ‘One of the prettiest’? Lorelai was scowling on the inside, though she kept the small, sly smile on her face-her usual one. She wondered whose name could top hers. “Thank you, Téo.” His name rolled off her tongue, stretched out only the tiniest bit. Though she could not return the compliment, she felt that just saying his name would suffice. He looked amused as he inquired further about her greeting. Did he think she was silly? Lorelai tried not to feel insulted-he was lucky he was handsome. Still, perhaps she could be optimistic about the power she had-she could influence his thoughts this way-by giving him advice. Perhaps he trusted her already. it’s not that deep, Lorelai, ethie just gets tired at midnight “Not everyone can pull off that greeting,” She advised thoughtfully, her teeth tugging at her bottom lip. “But I think you’re handsome enough to pull it off.”
Any displeasure left completely disappeared as he leaned in closer to her. “Really? That is so cool, wow, I’ve never even looked at a god before, and like, here you are, talking with me.” Téo’s excitement made it clear as glass to Lorelai-he was not a god. Which didn’t really make any difference-though she liked how she’d been right. She didn’t prioritize that sort of thing too much for romantic relationships-she focused more on looks. And Téo was definitely good-looking. She adjusted her shoulders, smiling at him, clearly flattered. She let out a little laugh, “It’s not a big deal.” She couldn’t keep the smile off her face, her tone was more joking than rude, with a hint of pride. Obviously, Lorelai did not truly believe this, she just knew this would pull in even more flattery. An exclamation such as ‘not a big deal?!’ followed by another round of compliments would do nicely. “What’s it like? Is it like how they say in the stories, all fun?” Ah, and there was the parade of questions-Lorelai did not mind them one bit. It made her feel like a celebrity-she did consider herself a celebrity. She tilted her head as well, wondering if having her hair down would’ve made her look more attractive. “Oh, it’s fun. All fun.” She confirmed smiling smugly. “I couldn’t imagine anything better.” Though she sounded pleased, she did not necessarily sound grateful. “I spent a lot of time in the ocean. My dad’s Poseidon.”
He seemed to hesitate before answering-it was hard to answer after the person in front of you told you they were a full-fledged goddess-Lorelai understood that. Though she didn’t do anything to reassure him, she just waited. Téo shrugged slightly, “Would you believe me if I said I was a prince?” He smirked-a smirk a lot more innocent than Lorelai’s. She tilted her head, smirking right back. “Why not? You’re handsome enough.” She answered-figuring he was not a prince, then. Honestly, it sounded quite arrogant not that Lorelai ever cared about that, but she didn’t really care if he were a peasant who tended to the stables, or next in line to become a king. Nothing compared to her parentage, so she was hard to impress-at least in that way.
orp ◦∘ @unsungcheerio im sorry i don’t hate this post but some parts might not make much sense!! i am not the queen, no + @edelgard thank you for the French help!! And haha Chid I stole your teacher
“I was right you are actually a smurf” The girl said, in between joking and a serious tone.
Aliyah was being observed by Quill. Quill had had enough. She chuckled, not sure whether it was genuine or not, but it came out. I’m sure she thinks I’m crazy now! Quill pondered. She doubled over with laughter. Tears began to flow freely. “I’m so tired of it,” Quill attempted to communicate with her as she was laughing. “With…” Her stomach was aching. “With…” With all going on, she couldn’t get it out. “What is life?” That was all that she could say. She had no idea why she was so irritated at the moment, and why it came out as… Laughter.
Aquila calmed herself as best she could. As she did, she pushed memories that haunted her so she would regain the poker face she longed for. But, before the dark times rolled again, “Yeah. I’ll have to take off my makeup so you can see how blue my skin actually is.”
orp - @Kristi this reply totally slipped my mind sorry for taking this long
He smiled awkwardly. What made the smile so awkward? It was quite a gummy smile, and his eyes were just a bit too widened to look natural. What didn’t help was how much his large, circular glasses magnified them. Still, it did appear to be genuine. “I am glad to have class with you, too!” Li-Jun enthused, excitement overriding a polite, calmer tone. Surprisingly, Laurie finger-gunned back-usually, the people in the village did not appreciate that sort of thing, much less return it. So far, Li-Jun was really liking Laurie. Though he still felt a bit unsure about this class… he didn’t plan on being a villain when he got older, and was scared learning about them might rub off on him a little. “Oh my, sorry, how ruse of me. I’m Laurie.” He held out his slightly sweaty hand for a shake. “It is a real pleasure to meet you, Laurie! Hey, our names start with the same letter.” He noted, after thinking it over for a while. English was not his first language.
Krist stared at Quill with a bland look, the girl began crying and Krist wasn´t sure what to do, definitely not comfort her. Krist Isn’t good at comforting people, she had never been good but maybe just maybe is time to open up the little hidden hearth inside of her. So with a sigh, “Stop crying, you look uglier than you already are with the blue hair” Krist comforted or at least she thinks she did.
“I’m so tired of it,”
Quill or blueberry as Krist preferred to call her commented and Krist couldn´t help nod. She got it, she had moments where she was tired of all this too. Like when her mother forced her to talk to one of her friends children and Krist ended up punching them and getting in trouble for it. Life truly did suck.
“What is life?”
Hmm, Kristi got her phone from her pocket and began searching for an answer. Putting it back she looked at Quill “The condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity, and continual change preceding death.” Kristi then dusted her self, she was not stupid. She knew what the girl meant by what was the meaning of life, she has had people asked her before for a meaning. With a long sigh, Kristi answered truthfully "I cannot tell you the meaning of your life, that is yours to find out. If you want to know the meaning of life you would have to find it yourself, think of life as a hidden gem that you so desperately want to find and think of the excitement you get when finding it. Life what is life? Life isn´t about breathing that´s for sure, life is about achieving and dreaming. Life is about lies and truths and life is what we choose it to be”
Blueberry then put back her poker face "Yeah. I’ll have to take off my makeup so you can see how blue my skin actually is.” Kristi raised an eyebrow, "I am waiting”
Hanako headed to Villain History, confused and curious. Why did she need to take this? Neither she nor her parents were villains. Sure, they were tricksters, but they were never malicious. Oh well, at least it should be interesting. She just hoped these kids were actually nice. Doubtful if they were the kids of evil. She sighed, opening the door and walking in. She sat down next to a boy with black hair, and piercing blue eyes, curling her tail around her body. “Hello! How are you?” She chirped, happily. Maybe being nice would throw him off and he’d be nice? It was worth a shot. @LunaticLeviTheSecond - Lav
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