[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ OOC : HE HAS A HEART, PLEASE BELIEVE ME ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : HELPLESS ] [/url] I N xM Y xC R O W N , I xA M xK I N G . D O N ' T xM E S S xW I T H xM E . xxxxxxxxxx He looked back to Anthony, whose face looked troubled as he walked. He was scared - nervous? He was one that Harley couldn't read as well - he was the one who saw life as a game. How did one translate that into the real world? That was one of the reason's Harley thought Anthony was a good kid, innocent, even; he wasn't really corrupted by the other humans around him, he was sort of . . . oblivious in a way, but it really seemed like he knew what as going on, and then some. " Two more are dead. " Ah, so it was someone else from the email, " I don't know who, they're just dead. Why do they keep dying? " For just a second, Harley opened his mouth, expecting an answer to flow out of it naturally, but nothing came. He had no answer to this boy's question . . . and it scared him, a little. Harley felt like he always knew, but this time . . . " I'm not really a hero. Not like this. I keep letting them die . . . Even though I was here, they died. Just like Ab - " Anthony choked up before he could finish what he was going to say, and Harley's heart ( though most believed it to either be black or not exist ) thumped in pain for the boy. So young, so innocent, just having his eyes opened to the way things were . . . Harley was Anthony once. There were times when he missed that rosy film that covered everything . . . He didn't know what to do, should he comfort him? Harley wasn't good at this sort of thing, he'll admit, but he was protective, and Anthony was hurting . . . AHG, what could he do?! He hated feeling out of control like this. Heavily, he sighed, barely moving from his spot. He would have to say something . . . " . . . This isn't you're fault. " Oh boy, now the words were just going to start tumbling out of his mouth, " This is beyond . . . our control. We'd have to be perfect humans to be in the right place at the right time all of the time. Who knows, if you would have been there, maybe you would have died along with them. " Were these words being of any comfort to him at all? " I know it's scary, and we don't have any control, but there will come a time when you will be a hero - but you've gotta see, you can't save them all, you can only save who you can, and that's gotta count for something. " he explained, hardly knowing what he was saying, but it being true to him anyway, " You've gotta keep going, it's gonna be hard, but I bet if any of us can make it out of these one hundred days, it'll be you. I bet you'll think 'What's that worth if the rest of you are dead?', I know, I know, I don't know what it's worth either, but you can't start faltering now, there are people waiting to be saved, and you can save them if you try hard enough. " He took a breath. He should take his own advice. When he looked away from Anthony, he saw Allison, who had finally woken up, " Allison, over here, " he called out to her, not moving from his spot. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING !! }{ OOC : YES, I HAVE FINALLY POSTED. }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN}•{MOOD : HAPPY / HUNGRY } xxxxxxxxxx Alright love, it's time to wake up. I have a bad feeling . . . Kallisti sat up in her bed, early in the morning, just barely recalling the events of last night. After stretching and letting out a few yawns and wiping the tears from her eyes, she looked over to the next bed, expecting to see the mess of blondish-orange hair. When she found that the bed was empty, she raised an eyebrow, wondering where her roommate had gone. Out, this early in the morning? Well, it wasn't unusual, sometimes, she liked to go out in the early hours, too. Finally fully recalling last nights happening, Kallisti smiled. She felt very happy about how things had gone; no one had gotten mad no one had gotten ( too ) hurt, and it ended with someone, or both of them, being very happy. Are you sure it was alright for her to do that? I do not know, but it seems that nothing has happened. I dunno about that, it feels . . . weird, for some reason. Perhaps you are just imagining it? Eh . . . Maybe you're right. Regardless, Kallisti now had the feeling that something might be wrong. She shivered slightly, almost wishing for the warmth of the springs again. Maybe she would go back down there, soon. Her stomach growled slightly and her face turned a little red; she was glad no one heard that, how embarrassing . . . After Kallisti showered, dressed and put on her shoes, she grabbed her phone, checking it for any messages she might have. Almost, almost, she was expecting one from Madeline, telling her where she might be so that they could meet up, but there was no such luck. She sighed softly, rolling her head and then slipping her phone into her pocket, leaving the room just minutes later. Once downstairs, Kallisti found that there were numerous people surrounding the entryways to the baths, more importantly the women's side. She stopped, feet away from the crowd, contemplating whether or not she should check it out - but her stomach decided for her. Quickly turning away from the scene, still wondering what might be going on, the girl headed for the large dining area, ordering breakfast. She was completely unaware that outside, there were ambulances and police and a coroner; body bags and stretchers were the last things on her mind. Hmm, maybe Madeline would come, soon. [ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CURIOUS ] xxxxxxxxxx As usual, between he and Allison, Harley was the first one up. She was probably still really jet-lagged from her return from China - it being on the other side of the world, after all. He stretched after sitting up in his bed an the he looked to the next one to see his friend sleeping, her limbs spread wildly and her black hair just slightly disheveled. He smiled; she was very pretty. She stretched a little more and then actively swung his feet out of the bed, getting up and moving towards the other, " Wake up, sleepy head. " he said, nudging her shoulder, " It's a new day. " When he thought his nudging was good enough, Harley made his way to the shower and stripped off his clothing, stepping inside and relishing the hot water beating on his bath. He always thought there was no other best way to start a day than taking a hot shower. He went through the motions of washing his body and his hair, and then when he was done, he dried himself off ( for the most part ) and wrapped the towel around his waist, making his way back to the room and sitting on the edge of his bed, turning on the television. He flipped through a few channels and then came to one where they were reporting the news. He set down the television remote and leaned back on his hands, his body still only wrapped in a towel. Nothing really caught his interest until they flipped to the Trembling Mountain resort. He raised an eyebrow and leaned forward. " . . . morning that the bodies of two teenage girls were found in the hot springs in what appears to be a double-suicide. There are not many details yet, but Timothy Greenburg is keeping us posted. Back to you, Tim. " " Thank you, Rachel, " the on-site anchor began to say, " I'm here at the Trembling Mountain skiing and hot springs resort where it's apparent that two girls have killed themselves in the baths. Reasons and motives are undiscovered, and the names of the two girls have yet to be disclosed. Police on the site are reporting that the deaths took place some time during the very early morning and that the two girls were students from Bellhurst High School in Coy City. Bellhurst has been having student deaths recently, but they have all been accidents, so there is no correlation directing to a homicide. It seems that the two girls were here on the school's retreat after it was flooded just days ago in the recent rise of the water around the city's penisula. " We'll be back after more information is disclosed. " Immediately, Harley turned off the television, hearing Allison stir and he looked at her cautiously. When he decided that she was still asleep, he looked back at the black screen; a double-suicide? Two of the girls from Bellhurst? Who was it, he wondered, and why had they done it? He stood from the bed, stretching once more, less relaxed than he was before, and he quickly changed into clothing and turned to Alli's sleeping figure once more; he needed to get down stairs and figure out what was going on. " Alli, " he whispered softly, " I'll be downstairs by the entrance to the baths. It looks like something's happen. Come meet me when you can. " Just a few minutes later, he found himself surrounded by people near the baths' entrance. Looking around for anyone familiar, he saw three much shorter figures. He knew all of their names, but he only recognized one, " Hey, Hero, " he called out to Anthony, " Do you know what's going on? " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : aHMY HEARt }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : IN AWE / EMBARRASSED } [/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝ There is a part of me that is scared. This is new, unfamiliar territory. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Is this truly okay? I am so very tempted to step into the minefield. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I wish to go in without a map, and come across the land unscathed.❞ P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R . xxxxxxxxxx There were no longer any sounds that filled the room other than the beating of Kallisti's heart and breathing produced by both girls. Finally, she had settled down enough to lay down, sighing contently and closing her eyes. It seemed as if everything would be okay . . . She didn't want to worry about anything, now. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a happy sleep. How lovely. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : WARNING, UNDERWHELMING POST AHEAD }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : IN AWE / EMBARRASSED } [/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝ There is a part of me that is scared. This is new, unfamiliar territory. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Is this truly okay? I am so very tempted to step into the minefield. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I wish to go in without a map, and come across the land unscathed.❞ P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R . xxxxxxxxxx From the tortured on Madeline's face, her lovely face, Kallisti's tense expression softened. She hadn't been angry in the first place - slightly upset and disappointed, yes - but with the face of this girl in front of her looking so very tired and sad, Kallisti couldn't be anything but sympathetic and happy that regardless of before, they were together now. That was good enough for her. " Good night, Madeline. " Kallisti said, a soft smile on her face. She turned off the lamp that sat between their two beds and taking advantage of the complete darkness, began taking off her clothing, leaving nothing but her shirt and underwear. She was comfortable now, and felt that she could get a good night's sleep, joyed at the thought that Madeline wasn't mad at her and that any majorly negative feelings had been resolved. She could breath easy, for now, anyway. In an out she breathed, clearing her mind of all the negativity these last twelve days had brought her life. It seemed like just as she had received that e-mail, all the horrors of her life began resurfacing: Peter, Lorinda, Harley . . . the thoughts of her mother, her lonely father, Melissa . . . They were all just building up. Had they been waiting for some sort of catalyst? It felt like that . . . In the bed next to hers, Kallisti heard rustling. Was Madeline asleep and having a dream? Or was she restless and trying to find a good position to be comfortable in . . .? " Hey Quin . . . Can I have your number? " came the other girl's small voice, and Kallisti could feel her face warming up, " Y - Yes, you may. " In quick succession, she mumbled the numbers out to the other, hoping she caught everything. After that, it was silence. She wondered why Madeline had asked so suddenly, but the more she thought about it, the closer blackness came to her mind. Until her phone vibrated. And vibrated again. And again. Curiously, She pulled the device from her side on the bed and dimmed the screen as not to kill her eyes, then peering at it. The number was foreign, but she knew it was Madeline, so she typed the girl's name into her contacts and began to read the messages she had sent. In quick succession, Kallisti read the messages, her face getting more red with each one passing. Sleeping with people for money . . . ? She slept with someone they went to school with. That's why she had been late? Ah . . . How tight was Madeline on money? What about her mother, her father? No, no, Kallisti shook her head, not everyone was as lucky as she - how selfish, how thoughtless she was being! The point was, Madeline really wanted to spend time with her, that was . . . wonderful, made Kallisti's heart thump hard against her ribs, oh, how lovely. Be careful. She didn't pay attention to that other voice, though, they were completely irrelevant to her. Without realizing it, she sat up in her bed, in the darkness, the only light being her very dim screen. Did she really mean all of these things she was saying? This was no lie, there were too many words for it to be a lie . . . It wasn't a lie - was it really true? Her face was on fire, her heart beat in her chest. She was hardly breathing. Was this . . . This was . . . But nothing had happened. She expected something horrible - the rules, the rules . . . But Madeline had said nothing out loud, nothing. So long as it was unspoken, kept internal, they were safe? It was safe? Nothing could be heard outside the pounding in her ears. What should she do now? She couldn't leave her unanswered, not after all she said. Kallisti took a breath. Another breath. What else could she say? There was nothing much more to say. What should she do? Oh, she could hardly sort herself right now! Aaaaaaah - although Kallisti had much self control, she almost wanted nothing more than to go and be in the other bed with the other girl, despite all that she confessed. That was the thing though - Kallisti didn't care. She didn't care. Not in the least. To each her own - one has to do what has to be done to survive in this world, " Madeline . . . " she said softly, still sitting up in her bed " Thank you . . . " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : I AM SORRY FOR MY SCREW UPS, PLEASE FORGIVE ME. }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN}•{MOOD : TIRED } xxxxxxxxxx For the fourth time, Kallisti sat back on the bed. She was in heavy conflict - should she go back down there, should she return to wait for Madeline? For a moment, she feared the worst - what if Madeline had indeed gone down there, but Kallisti wasn't there? She feared the girl's reaction; would she be angry, sad, disappointed, embarrassed? These emotions all seemed to end in her feeling negatively towards Kallisti - and she didn't want that. Of course she didn't meet you down there, what kind of person did you think she was? Do not say that - she is not a bad person. Love, she stood you up! You're gonna stand for that? You don't feel angry - betrayed? You're worried about her being angry at you, but she was the one who said she would meet you down there - she never did! . . . You always try to spin everything so that the blame is on your shoulders, but news flash, love: you didn't do anything wrong! I am so close to becoming her friend, I do not want to lose that . . . I have . . . other feelings for her, too, I do not want her to despise me . . . At this realization, Kallisti could feel tears stinging at her eyes - Oh for god's sake, crying over a girl?! Man, you need to woman up - you're Kallisti, you're not leashed by anyone, especially not a girl who's not worth your time! She didn't listen, though; she was truly upset by this, the fact that she had some serious feelings for Madeline, but there was the chance Madeline would never return them - even if they could openly display their feelings . . . Would Madeline feel the same way . . . ? At the sound of the door opening, which Kallisti paid little mind to, she returned to her original position of sitting at the edge of the bed, staring at the area in front of her. When she finally processed that someone had come into the room, and that someone had been the very person she had been thinking about so deeply, Kallisti snapped to a standing position abruptly, " Looks like I just missed you . . . " Madeline told her, making her way to the second bed and sitting down, " I'm . . . really sorry, Quintus. " Kallisti stared at her. And stared. And stared. Well, are you going to say anything, love? You're going to make her feel bad - not that it's a bad thing - not that she doesn't deserve it. Please, stop talking. Please. Well, say something! After a moment of more staring, she sighed, and sat back down on the bed, looking tiredly at the other girl. How was she feeling? Tired, probably - they should both just go to sleep . . . " It is . . . okay, do not worry about it. " she finally said, leaning back, " I should have . . . I should have waited, just a little while longer. " Like I said before, it's not your fault. " It is late . . . would you like to go to sleep . . . ? " Perhaps tomorrow, they could try again . . . [ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : TIRED ] xxxxxxxxxx As soon as she had come out of the locker room, Temperance was decidedly different than when she had gone in. For one thing, the air around her had once again contained a superior feel to it and center-of-attention Temperance had returned. Harley was amused, now. So this was the game she wanted to play, was it? He wasn't interested in her being, per se, but he was interested in her behavior, in her mind. Her body was merely a bonus, as Harley saw it. Fit to use as he pleased if he pleased. At the moment, he didn't want to use it. " If your taking me to my room, " she began to say as she strut pass him, " you better keep up." As he began to follow her, he grinned and rolled his eyes. Still, Harley could easily tell this little . . . wall of hers, whatever she wanted to call it, was fragile and needed more time to reconstruct - he wasn't fooled so easily. " Of course, your majesty. " he murmured under his breath as he followed up the stairs and to the third floor. When the two of them reached it, he saw a small figure disappear into one of the rooms, but he thought nothing of it. " Now that we're here, would you like me to go? " She was playing with his jacket, but Harley made no reaction to the move, only internally sighing and wondering exactly what was going through her mind, " Oh, Harley, " she purred, and he raised an eyebrow - oh, good, she was just messing with him. He was tired, " What I want is for you to leave me the fuck alone. " Suddenly there was a door slammed in Harley's face and he simply blinked, completely unaffected. He turned away from the door, shrugging, and smiling to himself; he'd learned a lot about her, today, and he wanted nothing more. He put his hands in his pockets and continued down the hall to his and Allison's room; he wondered if she was feeling better. He'll be honest, he felt bad for leaving her, but he had truly been worried about her. Still, he hope she enjoyed her day if she didn't just lounge around and do nothing. When he used the key to open the door, he called out, playfully, " Oh, honey, I'm home! " and he made his way to the beds, shirking off his jacket as he had so many times in his life. It had been quiet in the room, and when he found the two beds, Allison was already laying in one; whoops, he should have been more quiet - now he felt a little bad . . . She looked cold and the blanket was half of her body, and so, gently as he could, Harley grabbed the edge of the blanket and covered the his friend with it, patting her head softly and then heading off to take a shower. When he got out, Harley dried his hair and slipped on his sleeping pants, disregarding shirts completely. He slipped into bed and closed his eyes. Today had been a rather productive day. He was satisfied. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : WHAT IS A LIFE, I DO NOT HAVE IT }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN}•{MOOD : TIRED } xxxxxxxxxx Kallisti had never found out what happened with Temperance, but she was starting to feel the heat of the hot spring. Looking at the vast sky, she could tell it was late and that it was time to get out. Honestly, yes, she was disappointed that Madeline hadn't shown up. Was she really so . . . unreliable? Kallisti frowned; she wanted to give the girl the benefit of the doubt, she wanted to believe that something had come up for her. That time, when she had gotten that message on her phone . . . It must have been something important. At the end of the night, it had only been Kallisti. The baths were nice, but . . . her head was feeling light and she thought she might pass out - which would have been not so good to happen. Ah, so conflicted - she wanted so badly to wait for Madeline, so badly . . . She wanted Madeline to show up . . . Even if she didn't, though Madeline and her shared a room, she would see her soon. Why was it such a big deal for her to show up here, now? With a deep, longing sigh, Kallisti stepped out of the bath and went to the locker room to dress herself. She would see Madeline in their room - she hoped. When she finished dressing, she stepped out into the hall, and it was just in time to see Harley following Temperance up the stairs. What were they doing together? Her blue eyes narrowed and flashed; of course he would. She sighed, her muscles relaxing and then she reached the elevator, stepping in and waiting for it to go up. Once she reached the third floor, she slowly walked down the hallway and then into her room, closing the door quietly behind her. she placed her stuff on a chair and walked to the beds, sitting on the edge and leaning forward. It had been a nice enough night, she guessed. She wondered where Madeline was. [ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CALM ] xxxxxxxxxx As soon as she had come out of the locker room, Temperance was decidedly different than when she had gone in. For one thing, the air around her had once again contained a superior feel to it and center-of-attention Temperance had returned. Harley was amused, now. So this was the game she wanted to play, was it? He wasn't interested in her being, per se, but he was interested in her behavior, in her mind. Her body was merely a bonus, as Harley saw it. Fit to use as he pleased if he pleased. At the moment, he didn't want to use it. " If your taking me to my room, " she began to say as she strut pass him, " you better keep up. " As he began to follow her, he grinned and rolled his eyes. Still, Harley could easily tell this little . . . wall of hers, whatever she wanted to call it, was fragile and needed more time to reconstruct - he wasn't fooled so easily. " Of course, your majesty. " he murmured under his breath as he followed up the stairs and to the third floor. When the two of them reached it, he saw a small figure disappear into one of the rooms, but he thought nothing of it. " Now that we're here, would you like me to go? " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ OOC : OH MY FUCKING GOD ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : AMUSED ] [/url] I N xM Y xC R O W N , I xA M xK I N G . D O N ' T xM E S S xW I T H xM E . xxxxxxxxxx Harley ignored the superior tone in Temperance's voice. He knew what she was trying to do; treat him as if he were below her, as if he didn't have normal intelligence. It was silly and childish because it was completely unwarranted; he hadn't done anything to deserve it, she was just scared that she was losing her control over the situation. He had a bit of a news flash for her: she wasn't in control anymore. All she could do now was give suggestions and be hopeful that he would listen. He probably would, but she didn't order him around and expect him to listen. He was objective, right now, and his objective was to get Temperance to her room. " I'm not as dumb and vulnerable as you think, Harley. " Temperance said, her whole body very shaky. Harley let out a chuckle; she was nervous and very tired. She was making up things to reassure herself. " I didn't say either of those things, Temperance. " he replied easily, with a measured tone, " Don't think so lowly of me, I'm not as much of a manwhore as you seem to think I am. " She was able to get out of his arms as she told her this, but he didn't mind. Still, she looked like she was just ready to fall over, so he'd still be here, if she did. " What's . . . What's wrong with Cherno? " the girl asked him and he looked at her for this question, quickly analyzing her face and why she asked it. When he had come to a good conclusion he was satisfied with - one that ended in her having some sort of feelings for Cherno, he smiled at her. " He's had something of a memory lapse. " he began to explain as the two of them walked, " He had a bag of goodies with him, people's names labeled the gifts, but he didn't know who any of the people were. Your name was on one of them, too, Temperance, " he finished, eyeing her for a reaction, " He doesn't even remember who he is. " Temperance was a hard nut to crack, but with time and a little bit of careful handling, it'd get easier. Harley watched as she strolled into the women's locker room, and he leaned next to the door, his arms crossed, waiting for her to come out. What would he do after this? This was always the tough bit for him - to use the subject or to be their friend? Either path was advantageous for him, but what about the subject themselves? Yes, despite popular belief, Harley did have a conscience, he just ignored it often to get what he wanted. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : WHAT IS A LIFE, I DO NOT HAVE IT }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN}•{MOOD : SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED / ANNOYED } xxxxxxxxxx Being in the baths was very nice, and for a long time, it was just Kallisti alone. Too soon, it felt like, other people were joining her, but they were other students from Bellhurst. The first had been a frail-looking girl that Kallisti had only seen once before, at the hospital, and just looking at her, she could tell that the girl had lots of internal conflict - what was her name, again . . . ? Oh, yes, it was Heidi. She hardly paid attention to Heidi as her mind talked among itself about this or that, Kallisti herself just trying to relax. And then someone unwanted came to the baths area, she was just getting ready to get in - Temperance. Kallisti heard an extremely irritating ringtone and clicked her tongue, trying to block the sound out with humming of her own. She snapped to attention when she heard Temperance screaming in horror, " LINDSEY! LINDSEY! PICK UP THE PHONE! " She didn't care who this "Lindsey" person was, but she wished that she hung up the phone and that Temperance would go away - Kallisti had a severe headache now. The phone clattered to the floor, and almost irritably, Kallisti whipped around and saw Temperance running away, her phone on the stone ground. She sighed heavily, rolled her eyes, and then looked back to the other girl, Heidi. Yelling and shouting from the boys' side of the bath could be heard, and Temperance was over there - and she heard a familiar voice - Harley was somehow involved. Was that Altair, too? What was going on? Her attention was taken away from that when Allison showed up, asking her a question, " I do not know why Miss Temperance is in the men's bath, she must have some sort of business with one of them . . . " Though she hoped that one wasn't Harley, " I believe something has happened to a girl named Lindsey and that she is exacting her 'revenge' on one of the boys. " The explanation was nonchalant, uncaring - she didn't care for Temperance, or what happened to her so-called 'friend'. And then yet another girl joined them - one that wasn't Madeline, and Kallisti was becoming slightly apprehensive at the girl not showing up. She said that she would meet her here, right . . . ? This girl was bright, too bright, and she was very excited about coming to a hot springs - what was the word for the people who were obsessed with anime and manga and things alike? Oh, yes, an otaku . . . Kallisti did not like those kinds of people, though there were some exceptions. This girl, however, would not be one of them, for the minute she opened her mouth, Kallisti found her very annoying. In the bath, Kallisti made herself scarce around the other three girls, once again leaning her head back onto the rock behind her to look at the sky. Where was Madeline . . .? [ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CURIOUS / SURPRISED ] xxxxxxxxxx " I don't know. I didn't do anything. She's just evil! " If the situation hadn't been so serious, Harley would have laughed, but he was still having a bit of a hard time controlling the struggling girl in his arms. He shot another question Anthony's way, " Are you alright? You should probably go before she tries to kill you again. " he told him, slightly stern, almost worried. Ahh, this part of his mind was troublesome, sometimes. Another voice had entered the vicinity and Harley sighed - now what? Oh, fantastic, it was the video game character with white hair. Despite the two of them being similar, Harley didn't like this kid, he had an arrogant and slightly psycho air about him. When he spoke coldly to the girl in his arms, Harley rolled his eyes, wondering if anyone found that intimidating at all. How annoying, but he was glad he asked, for he wanted to know himself, too. Why had a small girl come into the men's bath, trying to kill Anthony? " Not . . . evil . . . " Temperance sobbed out, and Harley wanted to laugh again, " Your sister . . . " He immediately came to attention - so Elizabeth, Anthony's older and very protective sister, did have something to do with this, " Evil. Killed them all. " He raised an eyebrow as Temperance curled into him, " Samantha . . . Amy . . . Nichole . . . and . . . and . . . " Obviously, Temperance was in no state to talk, but Harley discovered she could fall apart, just like other humans; she was completely vulnerable right now. The girl was shaking, Harley should obviously let her go, but with such an opportunity knocking at his door, he couldn't. This was almost too good. Had Elizabeth really done something to her . . . "friends"? Or was this all a misunderstanding? Crying because of trivial things was one thing, but crying over a murder was another. Perhaps he wouldn't have put it past Elizabeth - but she was a girl who didn't act without reason, so why had she ( if she did ) kill those girls? Temperance said it was Anthony's fault - what could he have possibly done? Anthony couldn't hurt a fly. Elizabeth, was she exacting revenge for Anthony? These girls, Harley bet, had done something to Anthony to make Elizabeth mad, " Anthony, do you know the girls she's talking about? " he asked calmly, having less trouble with Temperance, almost gently. " . . . I listened to Lindsey die . . . as your sister shot her. Hurt her like the others . . . " Oh, boy. What did those girls do to Anthony to deserve them being shot? Eventually, Temperance calmed down, weak, and Harley loosened his grip on her a little. She was crying. " I think I'm up for the night, kiddos, " he told Anthony, Cherno, and Altair. He then turned to Cherno, " We'll figure out you, soon. I'm very interested in your case, Cherno Plume. For now, this one looks like she need sleep. " In one swift movement, without having any trouble, he swept Temperance up into his arms, the people around them watching, and then headed to the locker room, using his leg to open the door. For a brief moment, he let the girl down, set her on the bench, and then glared at the men around him, telling him mentally to get the hell away. He quickly slipped on his pants and jacket, arming his shirt, and then retrieving Temperance, " You need clothing. " he told her, slightly gruff, " Where are your clothes? " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ OOC : OH MY FUCKING GOD ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : PROTECTIVE ] [/url] I N xM Y xC R O W N , I xA M xK I N G . D O N ' T xM E S S xW I T H xM E . xxxxxxxxxx For some reason, he felt like this relaxation wasn't going to last for a particularly long time. He listened to the sounds around him, nothing in particular catching his interest. That was, until he heard someone yelling - it was on the girls' side, though, so Harley paid little mind to it. He recognized that voice, though - it was the cheerleader, it was Temperance. A small smile grew on his face; so she was here. She sounded panicked though. A few minutes later, Harley heard something, distantly, clatter to the floor, and for some time, it was quiet. Something was coming, and so he straightened up in anticipation. Suddenly the door to the locker room flung open and immediately, Harley was out of the pool and his naked body was covered with the white towel - what the hell was going on? He saw a small figure sprint across the wide area, and then after seconds, he realized it was Temperance - what was she doing here? Her face, though, her eyes, she was distraught - in misery, angry, and pushed off the edge. Her distress had completely overtaken her, Harley could see it in her face. The girl was suddenly lunging into the pool, enveloped in her psycho-mode. This was something he hadn't seen before; he figured she was the type to have anger issues, she acted like a complete bitch at school, but originally, he thought that was just an act to cover up her insecurities, as that type of behavior typically was. " You! " she shouted, " It's . . . It's all your fault. They're all dead because of YOU! " Who was 'they'? NO MATTER, she had her hands around Anthony's neck - the game boy was her target - why? Who did Temperance think she avenging? The chick was obviously not in her right mind, " Alright, " he called out, quickly moving towards them. If he didn't act quick, Anthony would die, and Temperance would . . . Well. " I think that's enough. " His protective instincts were kicking in - and although sometimes he would hate to admit it, he did get protective of people. Harley bent down, wrapped his form around the two much smaller ones and then roughly dragged both of them out. He then used a moderate amount of strength to pry Temperance off of Anthony, and then had one arm wrapped around her waist, making sure Anthony could get away from her as he had a bit of a struggle trying to keep the new-psycho from killing the poor kid. They must all look insane, right now. He was going to laugh, but he was too focused on what he was doing. She was crying - why though, what could Anthony have done to make her act like this? He seemed like a good kid - extremely innocent, never don't anything bad in his life. That sister of his, though . . . Oh, she didn't have something to do with this did she? " What's going on? " he asked both Anthony and Temperance in a rough tone, " Why is she attacking you? Why are you attacking him? " For the time being, Cherno was forgotten about. This other bit was getting interesting. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ OOC : HARLEY IS PHYSICALLY SEXY, YALL ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CURIOUS ] [/url] I N xM Y xC R O W N , I xA M xK I N G . D O N ' T xM E S S xW I T H xM E . xxxxxxxxxx Immediately, Harley knew that this - whatever had happened to this kid to make him lose his memory - hadn't effected his being observational. There was a certain gleam in his eyes that told him Cherno knew something was up with Harley, but he just smiled at this; there was no real harm in this, and Harley didn't want to do anything to this one, not for the time being, anyway. He watched as the other peered into the bag and saw gifts in there, how strange. What was an amnesiac Cherno doing carrying around this bag with gifts in it? That must have been it - there were names on the presents, little notes attached to them. From what Harley could see, there was none with his name, what a dead giveaway - he should have known better than that " . . . Cherno didn't really seem to have you in his intentions. It makes me - it makes me think Cherno and yourself didn't really speak in the past, I take it? " He found that Kallisti's name "Quin" was on one of the bags and he raised an eyebrow; what was Cherno doing with a gift for her? What was it? How did he know her? No, no, this wouldn't do . . . " You'd be right about that. " Harley said truthfully, looking away from the bag, " But it seems that you're going to need a little help. I'd be willing to see what I can do for you. " This was definitely going to be interesting - how had Cherno become this way? Harley wanted to know - had there been some outside force to do with it? Did Crestatia have something to do with it? She wouldn't directly interfere with any of them like that though, he took it. How much could Harley help with, though? He didn't want to fabricate memories in his mind, he didn't want that, but there were few things that he knew - then again, there were enough things to know that could get a good base for the kid to figure out what was going on. " Would you be cool to join the man half-naked in the stripping away of his memories, this 'Cherno'? " he asked, and Harley raised an eyebrow - what did he mean? He forgot how hard it was to decipher this kid's speech, but after a moment of contemplating what he said, Harley discovered he was inviting he and Anthony to join him in the springs. Harley shrugged; why not. In a moderate pace, he made his way to the lockers and quickly began to remove his clothing, not even caring who saw him, and then wrapped a white towel around his waist, turning to the other two boys, his slender, pale form towering slightly over Anthony, but being rivaled slightly by Cherno. Hmm, there was something on the other that Harley hadn't seen before - there were marks on his body. Where had they come from? That was something to keep in mind for later. He shrugged, " I'll be in there. " he said as he moved passed the two, slipping in to the steaming pool of water, " We'll find out exactly who you are, Cherno. " he said to himself. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : AH, MY BODY }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : RELAXED } [/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝ I think that for now, we can breath easily . . . xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx It is only a matter of time, though, before we are thrust back into the world. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There are no constants, there is no steady . . . Nothing is like before. ❞ P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R . xxxxxxxxxx Kallisti found that things were decidedly better between her and Allison, now. She smiled when the girl said she'd never been to a hot springs before and that she didn't really know how they worked. It was almost . . . adorable how slightly bumbling and dense she was, but she seemed competent enough, to Kallisti, " Yes, I have been to a hot springs before, but only three or four times. " she began to explain, motioning for Allison to start fallowing her up the stairs and to the elevator to get to the third floor, " You do not need anything with you, and there is a locker room for you to store whatever you might bring with you. The tradition, as I have normally done it, is to strip off your clothing, tie up your hair, and wrap yourself in a towel and either take it into the baths or discard it before you get in. " As she explained this, she wondered how many people were uncomfortable with that thought - the one of being bare in front of others. She knew, without a doubt, that she was, but would be able to bear it for the sake of relaxing, if only for a little while. Before the two girls left the lobby for good, she turned to Tyler and waved, " See you soon, I do hope that you get settled in for the night. " Before she could bring herself and Allison to the elevator, Kallisti turned around and Allison was gone. She raised her eyebrows. Where did she go . . . ? For a brief moment, she contemplated looking for the girl, but decided against it. She needed to get back to her room anyway, to start getting ready to go to the baths before it got too late. She hoped that Allison would meet her there. Kallisti walked across the lobby and soon found herself in the locker rooms, feeling the slight warmth of the springs that weren't too far away. Minding the other people around her, not that there were many, she picked a locker and opened it, finding a fluffy-looking towel and a white robe inside. She was wearing a lot of white today, wasn't she? In a quick enough pace, hoping no one watched her, Kallisti began to remove all of her clothing, using one arm to cover up her breasts and then pulling the towel from the locker, wrapping it tightly around her curvaceous form. The towel was soft . . . When she looked around, it seemed like no one saw her. She sighed in relief and then left for the baths. The area was wide and open to the sky, steam swirling up from the inviting baths. All of the muscles began to relax, even before she had touched the water. It was nice, she thought to herself, as her feet padded against the stone ground. There was no one around either - she could definitely take this time to be even more introverted than she was . . . The tip of her toes dipped into the water, and it felt almost too hot, but then she let more of it in, letting the heat sink into skin. What a lovely feeling . . . No one being around, Kallisti quickly removed her towel and sank her entire naked body into the large pool of water, internally moaning at how . . . satisfying this was. She could spend the rest of the night in here, fall asleep in here, ah, it was so nice . . . She leaned her head back onto the rock behind her and let out a breath. This was very nice, indeed. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : AH, MY BODY }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : CALM } [/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝ I think that for now, we can breath easily . . . xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx It is only a matter of time, though, before we are thrust back into the world. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There are no constants, there is no steady . . . Nothing is like before. ❞ P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R . xxxxxxxxxx Hmm, maybe she had been too harsh on this girl. Allison didn't know any better and therefore warranted none of Kallisti's hostility - she needed to remember that in the future while interacting with this girl. Some people liked to ask questions, there was nothing wrong with that - she would learn to give short and to the point answers, be a little more vague in her replies, and everything would be alright. " No, no, " she responded quickly, " Do not apologize, it is okay. Forgive me, I generally avoid that subject. " Sigh, she should definitely be more careful in the future. In her attempt to lighten the mood, Kallisti smiled at Allison as she asked her question, " Uh . . . so . . . Uh, you guys know what to do around this place? " . . . That was actually a good question, " Ah . . . As far as I know, there is skiing and the hot springs, which I intend to go to, soon. " Kallisti replied motioning in the direction of the springs, " I have a friend coming with me as well, perhaps you would like to come? " Was it a good idea to become close to a girl who was a friend of Harley's? She knew that he wasn't above using people to get information, was that what he was doing with Allison? How had they even become friends? Truth be told, Kallisti normally had many questions to ask herself, but bit her tongue, forcing herself to have to observe to get the answers, and normally, it worked out that way. Kallisti decided Allison was harmless, for now, and it wouldn't hurt to become friends with her. Watch what you say, what you think. I know, I think I am careful enough. Do you not trust me? Please, I trust no one. Can hardly trust you to remember what you did yesterday. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Marching March by HALCALI
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : AH, MY BODY }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : UNCOMFORTABLE} [/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝ I think that for now, we can breath easily . . . xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx It is only a matter of time, though, before we are thrust back into the world. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There are no constants, there is no steady . . . Nothing is like before. ❞ P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R . xxxxxxxxxx Tyler had not yet given her an answer, but she looked back at Allison who she had suddenly remembered - and felt slightly bad about forgetting. She needed to work on her multiple-attention skills. If that was indeed a skill to have. " Yes, Tyler is my oldest friend, " she replied with a smile, " Sometimes, I do not know what I would do without him. " That was very true; there had been many a time when Tyler helped her out of tough spots in her life - without him, she feared she may be lost. " So you prefer to be called Quintus? As in . . . five in Latin? " Oh, yes, she had almost forgotten the real meaning of her name. Her father had given it to her, had said it reminded him of clouds in the vast, beautiful sky. Kallisti liked it, " And what's wrong with your first name anyway? I think it sounds really nice and pretty. Also kind of familiar . . . but I can't quite remember why . . . " For a moment, Kallisti just stared at Allison, thinking that she was very inquisitive - could she really be friends with someone as dark as Harley? They seemed like stark opposites, whereas she and her cousin had some same qualities, " Yes, it does mean five in Latin, " she replied with a smile, wondering how many people actually knew that. When she had asked about her first name, the same flash happened again in her eyes, but immediately calming herself down, she knew that the girl in front of her was merely curious about why Kallisti didn't use her first name for anything. A lot of people asked that, now that she had thought about it. Normally, she turned a cold shoulder on them, but if she never faced the reality of it, if she never told anyone, then she would never get over it. But could she really tell the truth of it? I wouldn't recommend it, what if they found out? That is precisely what I am afraid of. You shouldn't be afraid of judgement, nor their reactions, but about yourself. Can you handle the truth? Of course I can, I am the one who made it true! What makes you think I cannot? Look at yourself, love, you're about ready to fall apart. " . . . It reminds me of my mother. " she replied simply and calmly, " I do not like to think of her. They are unpleasant memories. " That was only half-true, but the air around her had grown cold, and she had solidified herself of anything that would come her way. Apathy, what have you? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : WHAT IS A LIFE, I DO NOT HAVE IT }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN}•{MOOD : UNCOMFORTABLE } xxxxxxxxxx " Ah , wait a second . . . Aren't you Harley's - " At the mention of his name, Kallisti went deathly still, her blue eyes flashing almost lethally - how could she have forgotten, Allison knew Harley, Allison was . . . friends with Harley. Her thought quickly disappeared as the girl in front of her went off about the rarity that was Vanilla Coke, and she visibly relaxed. " Oh . . . uh . . . Ehehe . . . Uhm . . .Sorry 'bout that . . . I guess I can be a bit . . . theatrical in public? "Allison apologized, " Who're you again? " " Allison, you are friends with Harley, are you not? " Kallisti asked suddenly, " I am Kallisti, yes, I am Harley's . . . cousin, " she said the word with slight disgust, " But please, call me Quintus. Or Quin, if you prefer. " This was almost unbelievably awkward for her - how could she have not known this girl had a relation to Harley? Almost humiliating . . . Perhaps she should return to her room. Harley was here, she didn't want to see him - this girl in front of her, Harley's friend, she was here . . . Did she want to see her? No, no . . . She had done nothing wrong, Kallisti should be nice . . . What was Madeline doing now, she wondered? " Hey, Quin! " a familiar voice called. Oh, Tyler. Oh, Tyler! He was here! She quickly moved around Allison, " Tyler, you are here, " she said, slightly breathless, pleased to see that he had made it after all, " Have you gotten a room yet? You will . . . not believe who I am sharing a room with, Tyler. " her voice dropped to just above a whisper, " Madeline, I am sharing a room with Madeline - and I can hardly believe it! " Was she excited? She couldn't tell, " What do you plan to do now? " Earlier, she had thought, upon seeing Harley, that this break might be the death of her, but with Tyler here, and her sharing a room with Madeline, things may not be so bad. Not so bad at all . . . She smiled. [ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CURIOUS ] xxxxxxxxxx Closely, Harley observed as Anthony chatted with Cherno. There was something off about the latter, for sure, and for what seemed like the longest time, he couldn't place it. That was when it dawned on him - Cherno must be suffering from some sort of amnesia, some memory loss. Had he bumped his head here? It was either that theory, or Anthony was toying with him, but the first seemed more logical. He could use this to his advantage; Harley had always thought he and Cherno could be good friends, but he had never really done anything about it, but now . . . Now Cherno was as clean as a slate. His slightly devious smile disappearing as fast as it had come, Harley made is way over to the two boys as Cherno had handed something like a gift to Anthony. He squatted next to the two and looked at Cherno's face; there was definitely something different from before. His face was a lot more clear, his shoulders were less slumped, his posture was better. He had gone through some sort of a radical change. When, though? If the bewilderment was what Cherno was feeling now, then it couldn't have been so long ago, " Cherno. " Harley said carefully, " You're Cherno. Have you forgotten 'Master of Logic'? " Hmhmhm, what to do now . . . ? " Think you might've hit your head or something, kiddo, how common a name do you think Cherno is? Not very, if you ask me. Name's Harley, by the way, but I don't think you remember me. " Not that they had ever interacted before, except a few times at school, " You've got some stuff in that bag of yours, what is it? " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : OH MY GOD, ALL THIS STUFF HAPPENING! }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : WORRIED } [/url]xxxxxxxxxx ❝ I think that for now, we can breath easily . . . xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx It is only a matter of time, though, before we are thrust back into the world. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx There are no constants, there is no steady . . . Nothing is like before. ❞ P L E A S E , xC A L L xM E xQ U I N T U S .O R xQ U I N , xI F xY O U xP R E F E R . xxxxxxxxxx For the second time today, Kallisti found herself leaning in. What was wrong with Cherno, why had he replied like that? She didn't think he was the type for pulling practical jokes, and he sounded rather serious . . . She found herself worried about him, Cherno had to know, had to, that Anthony referred to him as "Master of Logic", just as he called her "Archer of" - Erm. Nevermind that. Maybe she had no real reason to worry. The space around her was open and airy, the walls of the locker room were rather thing, so she was able to continue listening. Perhaps she shouldn't, though - she didn't want to risk Harley seeing her - why was he here, anyway? How horrible - had he known she was coming? Had he followed her here? Why couldn't he just . . . leave her alone? Kallisti sighed and looked at the door to the locker room; she should go. Later, she would meet with Cherno, talk to him, see what was wrong with him . . . Was everything alright with him? Oh, she didn't know if the thought would budge from her mind . . . For now, she would leave and go somewhere else. After a little while of walking, Kallisti realized that this place was actually very large and probably had many sections to explore - this was good, as she would like to be as far away from Harley as possible . . . She found herself in the lobby area, where there were many nice pieces of furniture and art around, and then she she saw a girl acting animatedly at the vending machine. If Kallisti recalled correctly, she went to school with this girl - oh, yes, the one who she thought might be the female version of Tyler . . . She was talking to the clerk boy at the desk, and Kallisti wondered where Ryoto-san had gone to. Perhaps his shift was over. Retrieving a Vanilla Coke from the vending machine, she casually walked up to the girl, a boy standing on the other side of her, but not being paid attention to. " Hello. " she said to the girl, " Allison - I believe? I did not know so many people from Bellhurst would be here . . . Have we met, before? "
Stranger in a Strange Land by 30 Seconds to Mars
Okay, so there are 10/10s everywhere. Not sure how to feel, but okay. Avatar: 7/10 - You did a nice job adding the hat ( if you did ). Signature: 8/10 - Eh.
Oh, I forgot all about this. Oh well, I'll be doing the same thing I do everyday - nothing. Also: Kitty is my favorite person in this thread.
{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }{ OOC : AAAAAAAAA }{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN}•{MOOD :APPREHENSIVE } xxxxxxxxxx She felt far calmer now, and regretted acting like she had a few minutes ago a great deal. Here she was, letting her emotions get the best of her. Briefly, she wondered how it felt to be completely apathetic. Slightly disgusted by the thought, she decided she would want none of that nonsense. Emotion was proof of being alive. " I would like to go down to the hot springs eventually . . . When it gets darker. Until then . . . " Kallisti found herself leaning forward ever so slightly, almost anticipating the rest of what Madeline was going to say, but then the other girl became preoccupied with her phone and she set herself right, waiting courteously for her to finish her business. She still couldn't believe what a coincidence it was that Madeline had come to this room, that she was in this room - that they were going to share a room. It seemed very . . . different. Being bare skinned around Madeline? She didn't like to be bare in front of anyone, not really. She could tolerate it if she absolutely had to, but . . . Kallisti came to attention as the other girl glanced at her. She seemed slightly troubled, and Kallisti wondered what was wrong immediately. Was everything okay? Nothing bad had happened, had it? " I have some stuff to do, I'm sorry. " Oh . . . Her heart sank a little, " But we should meet at the hot springs soon! " When she found Madeline was excited at the prospect of going to the hot springs - with or without her, she didn't know - Kallisti lightened up a great deal, " I'm . . . sorry, Quintus. Please stay safe, though. Don't die. " " You will do well to do the same. " she replied, returning the smile and feeling much more calm. She could almost laugh at that last bit, she thought to herself, as Madeline left the room. " I will be waiting. " What was she to do now? Wait for tonight? No, no, she didn't want to wait . . . She wouldn't mind actually going down to observe what she would be getting herself into, so she decided to do that, leaving the room almost twenty minutes after her roommate had. " . . . coming. Where've you been? " . . . Anthony? Oh, there was Cherno. Standing by, having not noticed her yet was . . . Oh. Oh. He was here. Kallisti bit her lip. What should she do? Dammit, Kallisti, be assertive, for once. So she did what he did. She stood by, waiting to see what would happen. [ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ][ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CURIOUS ] xxxxxxxxxx " Anthony Evans, Hero of the Estate. " Ah, so this was the one who saw all of life as a video game. It was a curious outlook, Harley will admit, but it was unique and it almost made him smile, and then Anthony answered Harley's second question with " The Archer of Death. " . . . The Archer of Death, who was that? Probably whoever was in this room . . . Archer . . . Archer . . . It couldn't be. Before Harley could make any conclusions, he went on again, " But she'll be busy now, so to the hot springs! " He shrugged. Sure, why not, this could be fun. He followed Anthony to the elevator and down they went. Harley didn't know if he planned on getting in this moment or not. It still felt a little early, but there was no harm in it, so long as he didn't stay in for too long. Soon, the two boys found themselves out near the pools of water and Anthony called out something, " Master of Logic! " Oh, the logical one. Harley dind't know that Anthony knew the logical one. He stood by, watching closely for interaction as the young boy crouched next to another. This one's name was . . . was . . . Cherno, yes? Harley was sure that was it. He liked to keep track of the people, and so far, he, Anthony, Alli, and Cherno were here. Were others here, too? He waited for Cherno to reply to Anthony. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
