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[ OOC : TIME TO HAVE A HOMO MOMENT WITH THEO, YEAAAAAH ]​

[ DAY : 35 - 3/3 ] • [ JANUARY 3, 2013 ] • [ LOCATION : LIBRARY ]​

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

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xxxxxxxxxx Harley had been serenely looking through the wide variety of books that were available in this place. This library . . . For an academy, it was extremely impressive. He snickered a bit about the fact that they even had coffee machines. He liked it. And the range of students who studied and read in here was something to marvel at as well. It was advantageous to him because ( heh, humans in any setting were advantageous to him ) he was able to see what they looked like and speculated what they thought while they were concentrating.

A student or two had passed the section of books he had been looking at, but he paid no mind to them as he looked for something interesting. 1984, hmm . . . ? he thought to himself, letting the book fall open in his hand, I wonder why I haven't read this, yet. Seems like my kind of book. George Orwell was one of his favorite authors because of his ability to challenge social injustice and other political standings. A witty guy that Harley thought he could have gotten along with well.

A set of distinctive footsteps came into his hearing, and he stopped focusing on reading ( though he looked like he still was ) and focused on them. A voice broke in, " The Girl in Watercolors is a great read. " They said. It was a boy.

Closing the book with a soft clap and Harley looked up to see a boy, slightly shorter than him, with messy dark brown hair and green eyes. There seemed to be some extremely faint red tinge to his cheeks that was subtle enough that one would completely miss it if they weren't looking for it.

Quickly, Harley made his first assessment: embarrassed easily? No. Didn't seem to like socializing with people. Tended to avoid them. What kind of people? He didn't look intimidated at all, but a bit awkward. He wasn't good at socializing? Probably.

Before it was too long from the words of the suggestion, Harley spoke up casually, even though the boy had begun to look at other things, " Is that so . . . ? " he asked, his eyes scanning the shelves for the book mentioned, but keeping a feel in the atmosphere for the stranger, " I was never very good at picking out books for myself. " He gave an appropriate laugh, " There're so many, hard to tell where to start. "

When he found the book, which was a bit a ways away from his original spot, he opened it and started scanning the book jacket synopsis. Huh. Not bad. Harley looked up at the boy who was still looking at other books on the other shelf.

He made his way back and then stood next to him, the recommended book in hand, " Harley. " he said looking up at the many spines in front of him, " Nice to meet you. "

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{ DAY : 35 - 2/3 } • { January 3, 2013 } • { LOCATION : LIBRARY }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : SILENT }​

xxxxxxxxxx Kallisti walked through the bustling hallways, finally breathing in the scene of this school when it was busy. She quietly listened to the chatter of the flatulent and ostentatious students around her. It was strange; didn't she belong in this kind of society? Perhaps, but she wanted none of it . . . For what reason did she attend the Academy, again?

Her mind floated away to New Years. That had been quite a night . . . She shuddered slightly, but recovered quickly enough, then remembering what her hand had dealt. It brought a darker smile to her face, but she had been quite satisfied. Other people should learn manners; it is not proper to touch other's without their consent. Fortunately, her mood had been rather boorish that night, and she had no time for shenanigans. Surely they would not miss their hand - and it had been covered up rather well as a complete accident, hadn't it?

She might be slightly mistaken - reasonably, there was a chance that she wanted some of it . . . They were relatively convenient, weren't they?

YOU LOOK LIKE A CHARACTER FROM AN ANIME. I do not. LOOK AT YOUR STOCKINGS. Leave them alone, they were already predisposed to me. That wretched excuse for a woman will have me suffer as she sees fit. YOU'RE STILL MAD AT ME, AREN'T YOU? For what you did, of course I am. You are a fool, Kal, and that said has made me the Queen of the Fools if I let you corrupt me. FOR THE LAST TIME, I DIDN'T CORRUPT YOU. GET YOUR SHIT STRAIGHT. We are not having this conversation, Kal.

HEY, DON'T FORGET THAT I PROTECTED YOU ON NEW YEAR'S NIGHT.

Kallisti shut her mind down from him as best as she could. So she had taken a bit of credit for what happened, it wasn't such a crime . . . The truth was, she hadn't done in that man and his curious hands, Kal had. Her refusal to admit to herself was strong, but . . . her scared mind could do nothing at that time, and so Kal had taken matters into his own hands.

Ugh, the stockings . . . But they covered up the majority of her legs ( and matched this uniform ) and that was what was important. She forced that thought to be at the forefront of her mind with this ridiculous uniform - but at least it was comfortable.

Maneuvering around the people, she pulled her slim phone from her bag and began tapping at it, easily walking without connecting with anyone. It had been a rarity, recently, that she had touched Tumblr, but every now and again she checked it to keep posted on the status of the others. Ah, her inbox had a message. Oh, it was that boy, Theodore. No hard feelings, hmm? She really doubted that - especially if he was apart of this ridiculous student body. Irregardless of that, she didn't message him back.

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xxxxxxxxxx Harley washed off his hands and sent the young lady on her way. The break had been fantastic. His mood had been greatly improved from the last few weeks and he was refreshed. His hands were clean of that bastard kid and his little friends. He was a permanent case, but the others were still kicking it.

Successfully, he had delivered his Christmas present to Kallisti and they really almost had a moment, but then she left and he sighed. Oh well.

Besides that, the only issue he had was dealing with the police - and there had been a lot of that. It wasn't just because of who or what he killed - Operation: Befreiung der Erhabene hadn't rolled over as smoothly as he hoped, but he didn't get Elizabeth or Alli involved - it wasn't there thing, and the police had tried to force that, but they had regretted it.

The one thing that bothered him was that he was relying too much on Lorinda, again. Being on her campus, under her watch was perpetual, unseen, not-felt torture. The damn lady was just so scrutinizing!

He rubbed the back of his neck as he weaved around tons of shorter students. Mumford & Sons played in his ears and his hands were slipped into his pockets. He was able to view this group as a whole, finally. They were a pretty pathetic bunch, and he picked out the ones he had used and tossed away with a smile on his face - no regrets.

The break had been great, he thought to himself as he walked into the library. Man, this place was huge. He couldn't help but think Kallisti would really like it here. Harley wasn't much of a reader, but every now and again, he enjoyed a good book. Walking over to one of the shelves that rivaled him in height, he began to browse for something that might kill time.

Yave.

I'm currently running on three hours of sleep.

That planet doodle.

It's making me giggle like a school girl.

I think I'm drunk on being awake.

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[ OOC : DAY THREE OF THREE, GET MOVING ! ! ]​

[ DAY : 26 - 3/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 25, 2012 ]​

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

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xxxxxxxxxx In some way, some form, Harley managed to cheer up. He didn't want to think it was because he saw one of the students with their younger sibling. That had been a nice sight, and the young girl had dragged him over to play in the snow. How could Harley say no? The student had been apprehensive of Harley's intimidating and slightly looming air, but when he showed that he meant no harm, they three seemed to get along swimmingly.

It had put him in a decidedly better mood.

He wondered if Alli had liked her gift. Cristina, too. Heidi had left him before he had a chance to give her the present, but he had found that she left him a gift. It seemed rather hefty, when he picked it up that morning, but he figured that he might save it for the end of the day.

He had received a few text messages from her, but he didn't want to check them because of his sour mood. Now that he was feeling better, he decided that now was a good chance to check them.

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hey. i'm sorry again for leaving.​

we went to visit altair's grandpa.​

i hope you're not mad.​

did you like your present?​

-heidi​

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sorry to bother you again.​

i was just checking tumlr and saw a strange message from anthony.​

he said he was alive and wanted me to tell you that.​

sorry. just tell me if i'm being a bother.​

-heidi​

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Merry Christmas, *******.​

- Kallisti​

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I miss you, Jaybea.​

- Mom​

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I know u probably don't want to talk to me​

but merry christmas, Harley.​

Thank u for everything.​

~ Gillian​

Harley looked at the slew of messages, and those were just the first handful. Other people he barely knew, wishing him a Merry Christmas, telling him to come and visit him, telling him that they missed him. Family, past lovers, friends . . .

It did make him feel a little better.

Before he could fully process them, though he heard the crunch of the snow behind him before he saw what was coming. Just a few seconds later, there was a rush of air next to his ear, and he ducked, dropping his bag and spinning around. One of his legs stuck out as he spun and he used it to trip his attacker.

There was a thud and Harley sprung back to his feet looking down at who attacked him. It was a lithe figure wearing all white; his face was pale and his hair was blonde. Harley raised an eyebrow - he had seen this kid before. Another student at the school? Was he attacking of his own accord? . . . Paranoid.

Harley straddled the stranger and fiercely grabbed his collar, pulling the boy up until they were nearly nose to nose, " What do you want? " he asked dangerously.

The boy spit in his face, and Harley immediately struck his cheek, " You're not in any position to be taunting me, boy, " he growled, moving his hand towards the throat, " What - do - you - want? "

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{ OOC : I'M HUNGRY. }​

{ DAY : 26 - 2/3 } • { DECEMBER 25, 2012 }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : SIGH }​

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xxxxxxxxxx She didn't think it could get colder than it already was. As a matter of fact, it had started to get warmer, as she stood under the cover of the train station. Were other people not to get on the train? She seemed to be the only person here, it felt.

That masked person had long disappeared, but this was the second time she had seen them; what did they want from her? She had an odd feeling about them, and she had never quite been stalked before, but she had never seen the person before. It was annoying and taxing to know that they were following her around, and if they did not stop, she could not guarantee they keeping their life.

Off in the distance, up in the sky, Kallisti spotted something afloat. It seemed rather large . . . Upon walking forward a few steps, and leaning forward a little, she found that it was a . . . a . . . Was that a blimp? What was a blimp doing here, over the campus? How strange . . . It had been a very long time since she had even seen a blimp.

Before she could speculate anymore about the strange, vintage aircraft, she heard a familiar voice, " A - ack. " It was Cherno. Finally. " Sorry about my delay. I was trippin' up in some busybody work at the time. You ready? "

Ah, right, he had the strange vernacular. This would be a pleasant trip, " Yes, I am ready. " she replied to him, " Thank you for inviting me, tonight. " She was slightly tempted to ask him what they were returning to their hometown for, but she decided that since she would be discovering the reason soon enough, there was no need for questions.

The train seemed to arrive just on time, and the two of them quietly boarded it, and with a few other passengers stepping on, it was on its way, back to Coy City.

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[ OOC : DON'T WORRY, I DIDN'T FORGET ABOUT THE GIFT / TEXT ]​

[ DAY : 26 - 2/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 25, 2012 ] ​

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

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xxxxxxxxxx To say that he was disappointed and let down was an understatement, but he should have known better than to even think about it. He didn't spend Christmas with anyone, and it was the same every year. So to have expected that Heidi would stay, to have expected that he would see her upon waking up was a fool's expectation.

Which inexplicably made Harley . . . well, a fool.

Whatever, though, right? Besides, he had other things to do today, other people to see, and he couldn't have had Heidi tagging along everywhere. He couldn't be watching out for her all of the time.

And so that was what he told himself.

Harley rolled his eyes. When had he become such a sap?

As he walked, he pulled his coat closer to him and looked down at the bag of goodies that he used his other hand to hold. He always figured he was pretty decent at picking out gifts for people because he knew what they liked by watching, observing them. That was one of the perks of having an interest in humans.

Kallisti hadn't been in her dorm room, so he kept her gift with him, but took out a wrapped present and set it on the floor and knocked, soon walking away. The wrapped gift had been for Cristina, who he knew was fond of drawing and art. He had decided to buy her a premium art kit, hoping that she would get some use out of it.

His next stop was Alli. It felt like a while since he and Elizabeth had busted her out of the can, and he hadn't seen her since then. He always got the feeling she was mad at him for some reason or another - as he was dense when it came to her, sometimes - so that was why they hadn't really seen each other. He shrugged, he offered her to sleep in his room. Sometimes, he wished she could have been more accepting of his behavior.

He laughed.

The present was slipped under the crack of her door, a XBOX 360 game, Tales of Vasperia. He wondered if she would know that it was from him. Harley didn't label any of the presents as being from him, but he really didn't care if they knew or not.

He was still in disbelief about last night; someone had broken into his room and gone through his stuff . . . and found a part of what they were looking for. The other part, he had in his pocket, and he decided to keep it on his person at all times. He was beyond angry for this, and every face that glanced his way, he searched for recognition, any sort of regret, acknowledgement, smugness, arrogance . . . Any telltale sign that led him to the thief.

While he was thinking, he found himself sitting on a bench in the Heliocanthea, warming his hands and setting the bag of gifts down next to him. There were still a few in there, but if he couldn't get them all of their destinations today, there was always tomorrow, no big deal.

Christmas seemed a little strange, now that he was in this game. It felt like something bad should happen today, just because it was a special holiday, and really, he wouldn't be surprise if something did happen. Crestatia didn't seem like the type to spread Christmas cheer. He still wondered about that Santa Clause outfit, though.

" Hello! " Sounded a childish and perky voice. When Harley looked up, he saw a girl adorned in Winter layers and a mask.

. . . A mask?

It seemed to be made out of wood, and had only two eye holes and antlers protruding from the round top of it. Why would she be wearing a mask?

" I see you've noticed my mask! " The girl piped cheerfully, moving closer to Harley, " Do you like it? "

Suffice to say, Harley was interested. What was she hiding behind that mask? " It's nice. " He told her with a smile, not moving from his seat, " Very interesting . . . Why are you wearing it though? "

Since Harley couldn't tell the emotions from the girl's face, he watched her body. In several places, miniscule movements happened, all slumping. That was really well done; anyone without a watchful eye wouldn't have been able to tell that her postured changed at all. She didn't like that question, and Harley could tell.

" Just because! " She answered with a chipper tone, " Masks are fun, don't you think? " She seemed to be bouncing on her feet now, " I don't know anyone who wouldn't like masks, but I wear them all of the time. They're always so colorful and different. "

She completely dodged the question. Well. Not exactly - she did answer it, but not in the way Harley expected. With his tone, he had meant it to be a personal question, but he knew better than to think a stranger would just open up to him on first meet.

Before he could ask her another question, she was gone, and Harley was left alone in the Heliocanthea.

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{ OOC : CHRISTMAS, WOO.}​

{ DAY : 26 - 1/3 } • { DECEMBER 25, 2012 }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : ANNOYED }​

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xxxxxxxxxx When Kallisti woke up that morning, she dressed and moved about the room quietly, not wanting to alert Cristina of her leave.

Today, she was returning to Coy City with Cherno to do what ever it was that he wanted to do. She had a slight idea of what the consisted of, but would rather have made no early insinuations.

Before she left, she left a card to Cristina and set a small, wrapped box on the dresser next to her bed. From the crash, Cristina's speaking device had been almost completely destroyed, and so she had taken it upon herself to buy another one, if only for the sake of ridding herself of the guild that came with being careless with something that didn't truly belong to her.

With a sigh, she buttoned up her coat and dusted herself off slightly, then walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her. The hallways seemed unusually lively with students who had all decided to get up early that day. They were loud, too, and in her way. Just because it was Christmas, didn't mean they all had to become a bunch of little hellions.

Without remorse, Kallisti forced her way through the girls and few boys in her way and earned a few dirty words, but she ignored them and continued to journey to her destination.

When she arrived, there was no sign of Cherno and she glanced down at her watch. Well, there was still the rest of the day, they had time.

Off in the distance, standing next to a tree, she saw a person watching her. Nonchalantly, she squinted her eyes to get a better look, and found that the person was wearing a mask. Was it that same person from last time? What were they doing watching her? Following her around?

Kallisti glanced at her watch, once more. When would Cherno come?

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[ OOC : DAY'S OVER, EVERYONE GO HOME. ]​

[ DAY : 25 - 3/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 24, 2012 ] ​

[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : ANGRY / SLEEPY ]​

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xxxxxxxxxx " Oh, um, I should, uh . . . " He watched her face go through contemplation while they were nearing the boys' dorms. It had been a nice day, today.

" I should head back, unless . . . " He stopped and looked at her, " unless you don't mind me staying. " Stay, with him? Not that she hadn't before, but she had never really asked. Harley didn't mind, and would actually enjoy her company ( they'd probably get to sleep right when they got there anyway ), but he wondered why she would want to stay with him if she had Altair to get back to.

Not that he wanted her to leave for him.

They'd both feel pretty bad if he turned her away, so he smiled and continued to walk with her, " Yeah. You can stay with me. " he told her, and they finally met the warmth of the building.

" Whew. " he let out, unwrapping his scarf, " Looks like we're going to have a snowy Christmas tomorrow. I wonder what everyone else is going to be doing? " Not that he cared, not really.

They got back to Harley's dorm and he set down the bags next to his dresser and took off his layers until he was down to his shirt and pants. " Feel free to shower, if you want. " he told Heidi, but before he could continue, he heard a windy blowing sound and he turned around.

. . . His window was open. What the hell?

His feet carried him over and he stuck his upper body out of the window, peering around the area like a hawk. Someone had been in his room - who, though? Keeping his face calm as not to alarm Heidi, he closed his window and went to his closet. He began to look through his boxes, through his clothing, looking for something . . .

Fuck. It was gone. Goddammit. He clenched his fists by his sides and began to think of the possible people who would come. Someone from his family? A family friend? Another family? Goddammit.

When he looked around again, he found the other half of it. It was still here - but they had both been in different places; whoever had violated his room must have not found this and ran off with the other half. They would come back, they had to.

By this time, he had changed into sleeping pants and another, more comfortable shirt. From his closet, he brought out another shirt for sleepwear for Heidi to wear, if she wanted, " The shorts are a bit big, but it's alright. " he told her, masking his anger about his room well, " You don't have to change into them, if you don't want. " With a smile, he kissed her on the forehead and made his way to his bed, " Good night, Heidi. " he told her with a smile.

He closed his eyes and took a breath. Whoever had been in his room, whoever had taken what they had . . . They were going to die - and it wouldn't be painless. Harley fell asleep to the thought.

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{ OOC : CHRISTMAS IS TOMORROW, YAY! }​

{ DAY : 25 - 3/3 } • { DECEMBER 24, 2012 }​

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

xxxxxxxxxx Kallisti wondered what other people were doing for Christmas. Her father? He was all alone in their big house. She wouldn't see him tomorrow, though, she was unsure if she was able to face him or not. Not to mention, there was the bit where she was accompanying Cherno to Coy City.

She wondered how it would go. With a yawn, she passed a few students who paid no mind to her as she walked past them. They had been talking about some sort of drug deal. Kallisti rolled her eyes. Not even the prestige of Brookridge was clean. Teenagers were teenagers. She rolled her eyes and walked inside the dorm building.

Today had been a rather unproductive day, she thought to herself, she needed to make the most of this time that she had left. Starting with tomorrow, perhaps?

Cristina was already asleep. That was another thing; it was best that she stopped spending time with her roommate, and if she think that Kallisti hated her, that was fine. She doubted Cristina wanted to be associated with a murderer anyway.

Speaking of murder . . .

Kallisti yawned as she fell asleep.

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xxxxxxxxxx It had been a productive day. Heidi had enjoyed the mall, and he had gotten everything he wanted to buy. The drive back to campus was a little slower than the drive away, but the snow was coming in pretty strongly and even though he was a pretty decent driver, he was careful for Heidi's sake. Still, it looked like it was going to be a White Christmas. How nice.

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He wondered who he would see tomorrow; he probably wouldn't spend it with anyone, but just go around and give the gifts he bought. What about Anthony's? Hmm . . . He wouldn't dare give it to Elizabeth. That psycho. How was she doing now that her brother was dead?

Heidi would probably want to spend the day with Altair. At this, his aura darkened a little, but if that's what she wanted, then . . . Ugh. Whatever.

Harley didn't spend holidays with family, much less people. Sure, he bought gifts and such, gave cards to those he might care about, but spending time with people on Christmas was never something he did.

When they arrived on campus, Harley helped Heidi out of the car and grabbed their bags. He used his taller body to shield her as best as he could from the heavy snow.

" Where do you want to go? " he asked her as they began walking towards the boy's dorms.

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{ DAY : 25 - 3/3 } • { DECEMBER 24, 2012 }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : ANNOYED }​

xxxxxxxxxx Kallisti remembered an ask she had received on Tumblr from the blog only-experimentation. It had annoyed her slightly because she didn't like it when people asked her questions. They had no business in doing it, and they were disallowed to peer into her life. They were like Melissa. She liked to ask questions and take notes on the answers Kallisti was forced to give. Assuming, but that was why everyone asked questions, to get answers. Questions were fine, of course, but not when they were directed to her.

She decided to answer at last.

Why would people want to know about her, what would they use the knowledge for? This was what bother her the most about being asked questions. She did not want to let other people in.

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[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CHRISTMAS SHOPPING ]​

xxxxxxxxxx After they checked out, Harley guided Heidi out of Hallmark and around the people who were passing. He wanted to go to GameStop, thinking that it was a place Anthony might go.

Damn sentimental feelings.

When they finally trekked across the mall, he found one of them and saw that it was fairly empty, which was good. Heidi didn't seem to like crowds much, and frankly, he didn't trust anyone around him.

" Hmm. " He hummed, " I think Alli would like video games, too. What do you think? " he asked as he let go of her and looked through the PS3 and 360 sections. Frankly, he didn't know what kind of games she liked or played; they'd never really played together.

Did demons celebrate Christmas, or did they think it was some frivolous holiday for mortals? He laughed at the thought of Crestatia dressing up like a female Santa Clause and parading around, spreading death and other depressing gifts from a black sack.

After checking around a little, Harley picked up Tales of Vesperia; Alli liked RPGs, didn't she? He knew that she had a 360, so she'd be able to play this, but did she already have this game? Eh, if she did, it was the thought that counts. If not, she'll have a new game to add to her collection. Harley smiled, he hoped she would like this.

He picked up another game and thought it would be perfect for Anthony. He looked somberly at his reflection in the case, and then sighed. Anthony, dead? Ahg. He put a hand to his face and rubbed at his eye. That kid . . . Really dead? No. He didn't think so, he didn't want to believe that. Would someone like him die so easily? He honestly didn't think so.

After he purchased the two video games, Harley looked to Heidi, " Think anyone you know would like a game? "

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[ OOC : MY WRIST, IT DIES ]​

[ DAY : 25 - 2/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 24, 2012 ] ​

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

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xxxxxxxxxx Just before Heidi had answered him, Harley was able to keep the necklace from her sight. He watched as she fumbled just a bit with what she was holding, " Y - Yeah, " and she then pointed to something inside of the display glass, " I would like to get that for Zoey, after being stuck inside her and stuff. "

Harley raised an eyebrow and then looked to see what she was motioning at; a jewelry box, huh? It was very pretty. How sweet. Just then, he started to look around for someone to help them out, and only spotted the girl who had greeted them at the door. He rolled his eyes; he really didn't want her to flash him goo-goo eyes again. Once more, he scanned the area and took a breath on finding another staff member. Thank god.

" Excuse me, " he called over to them, and an older gentleman looked up, " Could you help me out with this jewelry box, we'd like to purchase it. " The man glanced around Harley to see Heidi and a smile grew on his face; it was one of those smiles old people showed when they thought they knew something others didn't.

" Sure. " he told them, and then made his way over.

After a few minutes, the man handed Harley what Heidi wanted and assured him help again, if they needed it. Harley turned to Heidi and held out the box to her with a smile, " Here you are. " He said, " You ready to check out? Or wanna look around some more? " Harley didn't think he could get anything else from this shop for any one else.

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{ OOC : YOU KNOW, IT'S HARDER THAN IT SEEMS, LOOKING FOR MASKS.}​

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{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : THOUGHTFUL / ANNOYED}​

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xxxxxxxxxx After his last message to her, Kallisti saw no point in messaging Cherno Plume. It was set, they would return to Coy City tomorrow, on Christmas. For what reason he wanted, she didn't know, but she had been considering going to see her father. Perhaps her mother. Perhaps Madeline. They would be laid to rest in the same cemetery, wouldn't they?

New Years, hmm . . .

How long after that night, though? Not very, she felt. Could it depend on her actions? What actions would shorten her life? Suicide, obviously; killing people? Helping people? Atoning for Kal's misstep?

Kal, that idiot . . . Then again, it wasn't as if she had worked to regain the memories that she had lost. She could not fully blame him. She wondered if Crestatia knew of Kal - and if she did, what did she think of him? Him . . . A male personality in a female body, how strange. Her imaginary friend from childhood was Kal, his name. He was a boy, or she had thought he was. Considering all things, she thought he had abandoned her when she was young, when the slew of touches came.

He had returned to her a few times, but she thought it was merely her imagination playing tricks on her, especially as she aged. And then, this game began. Why then, though? He had started out as a disembodied voice, one of no reason while she tried to have reason.

" Hello! " Came a sing-song voice, and Kallisti looked up to see a person wearing a mask, " Are you okay? I saw you sitting here by yourself, looking down. I thought I would check on you! " What a strange mask the person was wearing . . . A fox?

Kallisti stood from the bench, irritated at her being watched by someone, " I am fine. " She replied curtly, stuffing her hands in her pockets and walking away from the person.

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[ OOC : WOO, THE MALL ]​

[ DAY : 25 - 1/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 24, 2012 ] ​

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

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xxxxxxxxxx They had started walking around and when Harley had told her that it was easy to get lost, she linked her small arm in his, and it made him smile.

Watching her go through the expressions of wonder, Harley thought she looked a lot like a little girl, seeing a place so big for the first time. She seemed to stare at the skating rink for the longest time, and he wondered if she had ever been skating before. He wasn't a pro or anything, but unlike most people, he could stay on his own to feet without having to feel the harsh, hard cold of the ice. Maybe they would go today, if she wanted.

" I . . . I don't know. " She said in a slightly nervous voice, honestly, " I've never been shopping before, and this place is . . . " At the grand view, her mouth went into a round O and Harley laughed.

He then looked around at the numerous people who filled the mall with their last-minute shopping and thought that, on their first visit, the place could seem a little intimidating. He remembered that one instance he was here with one of his aunts when he was young . . . At the memory, he shuddered.

Where to go first, hmm . . . Well, the Hallmark Gift Shop was always a good place to start, so he began to lead Heidi in that direction, easily maneuvering in between the tons of people that were there. Occasionally, he would see a flash of recognition from a person that they passed; most of them were girls, but there were a few boys that had gone to Bellhurst with him.

Upon arriving at the Hallmark shop where various cards, trinkets, snow globes, and other fine gifts could be bought, a small teenage girl welcomed them and batted her eyelashes at Harley. He pretty much ignored her, but before they two could completely move past her, she said " If you need any help, please don't hesitate to ask. " She seemed to emphasize the fact that she was willing to help as she gave him a wink, but when Harley moved to let her see that his arm was attached to Heidi's, she blushed and looked away.

Annoying girls . . .

Harley looked around at the various little items and smiled upon looking at the necklaces; there was a wide assortment of infinity jewelry. He was tempted to secretly smuggle some from Heidi's sight upon thinking she might like this, and it meaning behind it, but then he wondered if she liked jewelry much at all. Even then, maybe he would still buy it for her.

" See anything you like? " he asked her upon seeing that she was looking around.

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[ OOC : A LITTLE GODMODDERY NEVER HURTS ]​

[ DAY : 25 - 1/3 ] • [ DECEMBER 24, 2012 ] ​

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

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xxxxxxxxxx She seemed to have a little trouble with the idea, but Harley figured that it wasn't because she was going with him; it was probably because Altair was there. Watching her give Altair a hug and then quickly moving away from the table, Harley chuckled at her a little. With one last, seemingly blank glance at Altair, he left the dining hall to join her.

" I think this'll be fun, " he told her when he caught up to her, " I hadn't thought Christmas would come so soon. With this game, I haven't had much time to think about it. " He then explained, " Who are you gonna buy gifts for? "

He began to think of the people he would get stuff for; there weren't many, if he were honest. Alli, Kallisti, Heidi, of course, and then . . . He wanted to get something for Anthony. He didn't know what, though; what would he like? A video game? What kind? Harley sighed.

" I think I might get something for Anthony, " he told Heidi as the two of them got into his car, " I wonder what the kid would have liked . . . " Despite his rather nonchalant tone, Harley was hurting about the kid. What ever happened to him shouldn't have happened. He shouldn't have even been in this game. Man . . .

In a short amount of time, the quiet between them filled with soft Christmas music on the radio, Harley found it began to snow. A White Christmas? How cliche. But nice, nonetheless; he was glad he had a scarf with him and a good jacket to keep him warm. For Heidi's sake, he drove a little slower, and then they were at the Regnant Garden Mall.

The mall was one of the largest in the area, having four floors, an ice skating rink, a large dining area, an arcade and six children's playgrounds spread throughout the area. Already having lived in Brookridge before moving to the Academy, Harley had come to Regnant quite a lot to spend some time there among people and study their social behaviors.

Suffice to say, a lot of people fabricated themselves in public.

" It's easy to get lost in this mall. " He explained as the two of them left the car and made their way through the parking lot and towards one of the six main entrances, " Make sure you stay close to me. " He then said with a smile.

When the two of them walked in, Harley felt warm and smelled the scent of Christmas all around him. It was a little sickeningly strong, but it was pleasant enough, " Where would you like to go first? " he asked her.

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