Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Position : Transient


Companions : Under-Predor Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


Engaging in : Informing the Under-Predor of why I am the Superior.


HK-50-01 almost reached back and hit Reagan as she let out a horrid sound of excitement. However , he DID need her to haul her section of the droid , else it would take twice as long. The Assassination Droid didn't care what his Under-Predor would need to craft her (in his opinion , inane) items - nor did he care how she would get them. At least then She'll shut up about it before I have to rip out her tongue.. Or better yet , cut off her jaw entirely - like Revan did to Lord Malak.. But I won't be replacing it with a prostetic , either.


HK-50 produced a mechanized snort at the idea that the Items - what she had called Mana resivoirs or some other term like that - weren't Compensation. He laughed , mockingly , when she said that he would eventually understand 'human perspectives of normal'. Oh , I understand your Fleshsack Limitarions. Humans are weak , and the only reason they ever rose above my forebearers - the Rakata Lords of the Infinite Empire - was due to the plagues that happened. Otherwise , the Infinite Empire would yet still rule over all - and I could take a REAL successor , without any Human weaknesses.


HK-50-01 finally did turn around to face his under-Predor after she said she WASN'T an inferior combatant. His voice was filled with an aristocratic anger. "Correction/Information : Under-Predor , you are never to utter another one of those HORRID sounds of excitement again , unless you WANT to be executed. And I don't CARE what you need for your Fleshsack contraptions - that's your business , however you acquire it isn't any issue related to me. I CERTAINLY don't ever , EVER want to hear you tell me I don't understand something. Humans are weak , in every way. The only reason the Rakata fell to your kind is because of the Plague. If you need HELP , it IS weakness. And you ARE my inferior , UNDER-Predor. Every being here is. I am PERFECTION , the apex of both The Sith and the Infinite Empire's power , designed to be the best assassin droid ever created -a high bar , since Droids are the most efficient sentients - and surpassing even those lofty expectations. I am the greatest of the Predors of the Rakata , who themselves are the greatest Organic creatures. Not a being here could withstand my might , especially not YOU , with your Mana and your compensations - for that is what they are , and you're especially foolish to think differently. I thought you were SMARTER than this , Girl. Did I judge wrongly , perhaps? I command you , and your fate rests in my design. Do not speak again - unless spoken to - lest I decide to terminate you." He turned back around before she had any chance to reply , quickly marching along - rather angrily , now that his Under-Predor had DARE insult him- to his destination.
 
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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm With: Two random people. ( @TommyGun15 ) ( @StartingOver )


What I'm Doing: Meeting New People


Ivela looked up from her now empty tray. She hadn't expected to socialize anymore than she already had today. She wasn't complaining, however.


She was currently wondering how to make people like her. 'Be kind, perhaps?'


"Hello. My name is Ivela Alderith." She said with a smile that turned out to be slightly less than convincing. "It's nice to meet you!"


As she was slightly nervous, she subconciously rested her hand on her violin case.
 
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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Violet (@StartingOver ), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing: Talking


James nodded resting his staff on the table as he began eating his eggs.


"It's nice to meet you too Ivela. I'm James. I'll be in the tournament. Can't wait to see the roster."


James watched the girl carefully. Judging by the way she put her hand on the violin case, it seemed likely it contained her weapon. So either she used some sort of music-based magic, or that case didn't actually hold a violin.

 

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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm With: James ( @TommyGun15 ) and other girl ( @StartingOver )


What I'm Doing: Attempting to be friendly


Ivela's face formed a slight smile that wasn't tinged with some sort of sick amusement for once. Okay fine. It had a miniscule amount of sadistic humor in it.


"You're in the tournament as well? I am extremely excited to get into a good fight." Ivela told him.


She had been practicing some old techniqes her parents taught her, ones that didn't require the use of Nen. She had been a bit rusty, but after a bit of practice it was as though she had never stopped using the techniqes.
 
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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Violet (@StartingOver ), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing: Plotting as I finish my food


James didn't give away how unsettled he was by the sadism in her smile, and instead grinned back at her with an equal amount of dark joy. He was already considering what spells to use against this girl if he faced her in the tournament. James had started to notice that he had a bit of a tell, in that his manner of speaking always became more formal when he was plotting. Well, no one else seemed to have figured it out, so there was no reason to fix it.


"I'm excited too. I just got a few new tricks up my sleeve, and I just can't wait to try them out."


James finished up the last of his plate and stood from the table, tray in hand.


"But for now, I bid you farewell. I can't wait to see how you fare in the tournament. Just be careful. Some of the other students can get pretty violent."


With those parting words, James turned and brought his tray up to the counter, then left the cafeteria. He had some pre-fight meditation to do.
 
Location- cafe


Who I'm with- James(@TommyGun15 ) and Ivela (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing- listening


"Yo." Violet said waving her hand. She wasn't very good at introductions. She looked down at her plate and began to finsh eating. "I'm also in the tournament." She said looking up. "I intend to prove a point, so I'd rather if I didn't face anyone I knew." She took a bite her eyes flashing with there trademark fire. "I plan on slaughtlering whoever gets in my way, and I'd rather spare the people I know." The girl had a hint of evil in that smile of hers. Violet grinned looking at her. She kinda liked that about this girl.
 
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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: The feisty girl ( @StartingOver )


What I'm Doing: Speaking


Ivela frowned at James' receding figure, a bit of dissapointment shining in her eyes.


"Well. That was an abrubt departure." She commented. 'How rude. How dare a person have better things to do than talk to me.' A mere second after thinking that, Ivela mentally facepalmed.


'You're being a little brat again.'


"Anyway, its good to know there are people in the tournament who won't hold back! It would be rather boring otherwise." Ivela said, her smile returning, only a tad bit wider.


"Although, it would be unfortunate to fight somebody I actually enjoy the company of."


On that note, she remembered when her older brother Illumi told her she didn't need or deserve friends.


'One day, you'll try to kill them, just to see if you can. It's who you are. Who we all are.'


Either way, Ivela admired how driven the girl she was speaking to was.
 
Location: Hallways/Courtyard


With: HK-50, the Lord of Douche(@HK 50 09 )


Doing: Plotting and pushing


Reagan's anger flared up at HK-50's speech, causing her to begin sparking again. 'That's it, I'm proving him wrong and kicking his ass!' Reagan resumed pushing the cart in silence until she reached her destination, thinking and sparking all the way. 'Human weaknesses. Ha! Yeah, we're a weak species, psychically speaking, but we can be clever. And smart? I solve 7 point mana ring equations in my sleep, before you could count to 1,000. While showing my work. Maybe if I leave I won't show you the Izzet. Just leave you here to rust.' Reagan stopped for a moment and calmed herself down, realizing that maybe she was taking this a bit far. 'No, not that. I'm not heartless. I'll just have to prove him wrong during the tournament. Wonder if a wrench counts as a weapon?' Reagan then proceeded to the courtyard and began helping to assemble the large droid they had both built, using her lightning to spot weld if need be.
 
Location: Dorm Hallways / Stairs


Who I'm With: Avalyn


What I'm Doing: Being Shocked


Talia gave her sister a confused look. She couldn't believe it, she wouldn't believe it. "No. I will not believe that. I will not let you be simply tossed aside because a damned universe dislikes a part of you." She took her sister's hand and squeezed it tight. "I will go to the headmistress herself and tell her to make it so that does not happen." Talia immediately let go of her sister's hand and began storming off out of the dorm hallways and to the staircase that would lead her to the fourth floor. "I will not lose my sister for something she has no control over!"





Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira



What I'm Doing: Talking



Manara sat across from Nishira for a good twenty minutes discussing what Avalyn had told her.
"Can you really justify letting such a valuable asset such as Avalyn be allowed to simply be blinked out of existence? She's quite strong willed and she's quite strong with the Force. I can hone her skills and she could become even better than she already is." Manara was talking calmly and was not using a pleading tone. She also hadn't mentioned to the lich that she knew Avalyn and Talia were her granddaughters. This was simply Manara trying to convince the woman not to let such a valuable person be lost.
 
Position : Courtyard/NOT WHERE I NEED TO BE


Companions : Under-Predor (@shadowstrikr25)/People who don't matter (@folclor , @Pinkalyn)


Engaging in : OUT OF MY WAY CITIZEN!


HK-50-01 walked the rest of the trek not paying attention to anything his Under-Predor did. As long as she doesn't say anything as ordered , I'm fine with whatever else she does.. As he reached the Courtyard , he removed the sections of the HAU droid and started welding them together and connecting the wires. His Under-Predor DID assist him , using her Fleshsack 'Magic' in a rather.. Displeasing fashion.


However , she WAS doing as HK-50-01 had ordered , so he didn't strike at or denounce his Subordinate. As he put together the three sections , he noticed the Shut-Off switch - one he hadn't intended , but made since to include. Clever of you , Under-Predor.. I hope you didn't think I would notice , because I may have to.. Correct that mistake. When the gigantic - a full 3.5 meters in height - droid was Fully Assembled , he put through tests. These it performed more than adequately , walking at a relatively high speed and leveling any targets it was ordered to attack. Excellent.. Now to fetch Over-Predor Auros..


So he switched if off - using the main shutoff switch , in the access/wiring panel - and issued an order to His Under-Predor. "Command : Under-Predor , you shall remain here as I fetch Over-Predor Auros to exhibit this grand creation. Do NOT switch it back on , modify it , it's targets , or move it in anyway. I'll be back momentarily , but even if it's longer , DO NOT LEAVE THIS COURTYARD - unless , again , you would enjoy being terminated.. Or Tortured." Not waiting for a response , affirmation or otherwise - Reagan should know he would follow through on his threats - HK-50 turned and briskly walked to his Over-Predor's office.


Along the route he encountered two Liquidious Ones , the smaller of which was directly in his path.
These Fleshsacks had best move out of my way , because otherwise I'm going to make sure they KNOW to do so next they're foolish enough to impede me. Unfortunately , the smaller one - a Female , but he didn't care to use his recognition abilities to define who it was - failed to do so , causing him to abruptly halt and deliver a viscious , backhanded slap. "Warning/Advisement : Whoever you are , you Deserve that for Impeding my Official Rakata Business. If you decide to impede me once more , you'll get worse than THAT - Much worse.. In fact , I'm inclined to deliver this punishment at this very moment. Perhaps if you aplogize , admit your inferiority to me , I'll be on my way."
 
Location-Cafeteria


who i'm with-Ivela(@Lunaria Silver )


what i'm doing-making a new friend.


Violet kept her grin and gave a nod. Something about this girl drew her in. This wasn't why she liked Why'nn. She wanted to protect Why'nn nor was it like Iris. Violet saw a lot of the sad lonely girl she was in Iris and she wanted to be there for her. Of course she was in love with Grim, but this girl.. this girl had a sense of darkness about her, and Violet was drawn into it, because it spoke to her inner darkness. Birds of a feather flock together. "We should hang out more." Violet said. "I can sense that we might be similar." She did wonder if the girl could sense the inner darkness that Violet hid down deep as well.
 
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Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara (@KalenNighteyes)


What I'm doing: Listening and deflecting


Nishira leveled a glare at the Sith. "Manara, you're talking about a being that won't be born for at least 10 years. As is, she isn't my concern. Perhaps, in, what, 25 years you should come back. I'm sure Delrick's bird will have words with me at that time as well. Time is something we have an abundance of. Also, you've become so soft since you chose to take a daughter."





Location: Hallway


Who I am with: H-HK 50 01 (
@HK 50 09) and doctor (@Pinkalyn)


What I am doing: Cowering



Why'nn's eyes widened and the pain of the metallic hand was nothing compared to the pain of someone she trusted becoming like the red wizards. Once she landed, she began trembling. She shifted, taking a kneeling bow.





"A-Apologies, sir. I-I shall be more mindful in the future. P-Please f-forgive me." She shouldn't have been standing in the middle of the hallway. She shouldn't have been in his way. She didn't deserve his love it friendship.
 
Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira


What I'm Doing: Talking


Manara couldn't help but smile at the lich when she said they had time. "Time isn't real. It's a man made construct. The fact of the matter is that she is here now. The universe doesn't care the time. It will still try to eject her from here." She sighed at the comment about choosing to take a daughter. "I may consider her a daughter, but she knows that if she angers me, I would still punish her for it." She shook her head. "Besides. I didn't come here to talk about that. I came here to talk about the wasting of a potential asset. If you let Avalyn be ejected from here, you are wasting good talent."





Location: Headmistress's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira and...Grandmother



What I'm Doing: Demanding



Talia, like so many other people, did not bother to respectfully knock on the door. The situation was too dire. She had to save her sister. Bursting in, which was more of the door just opening rather than being slammed open, she marched up to the desk and looked sternly at the headmistress.
"Is it true?! Will My sister vanish from existence soon? I will not allow this to happen! Please, do not eject my sister from here." After a moment of staring at the woman, Talia turned her head to the side when she heard someone clear their throat. Sitting there she saw Manara, her grandmother. Oops...
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara and one of the headaches (@KalenNighteyes)


What I'm doing: Being contrary


"If time is a man made concept so everything is. Men did not create the universe therefore they can only describe what is already there. If time is man made then go, right now, to the beginning of this universe. Go on. I'll wait." Nishira watched her coolly. When the Sith couldn't do the task Nishira shrugged. "What's wrong, Manara? I thought time was a man made construct. I thought the universe didn't care." The headmistress rose to her feet and stepped around her desk, coming face to face with the shorter woman. "See, this is why you will never become a god. If course the universe cares what time it is. Many have a countdown timer or a cyclical reset. The only reason this universe has not, already, scrubbed the twins from existence is they were sent here by me. I am the creator and all-god of this universe. As for whether Avalyn will blink out of existence, I haven't lived those 25 years yet. I don't know why I would seek to dispose of her. But everyone here was already rejected by a universe, yes? For something they had little to no control over. So get over yourselves. I won't promise anything and she is not too valuable asset to lose."
 
Position : ..It doesn't even blasted matter , does it?


Companions : Nobody I deserve to be around (@folclor , @Pinkalyn)/...


Engaging in : Realzing I'be betrayed MYSELF.. And everyone I don't deserve to love


HK-50-01 didn't notice the trembling until after he had stated his superiority. This prompted him to analyze who it was - and this made him begin to sob , even as she begged his forgiveness. Why'nn.. She's acting EXACTLY as I did when L-Lord Malak was displeased with me. I.. Don't deserve to forgive her.. She.. She should forgive me.. I.. I SWORE I would never act like Lord Malak or.. The-the Sith. I betrayed that oath.. And now Why'nn is paying for that..


HK-50-01's eyes turned an almost black shade of purple as he ran , ran away from the friend he had betrayed - and traitors only deserved death , pain and misery. Oh-One had finally found love , and what did he do? He squandered that in blind power , just as Lord Malak would've done - as Oh-One had never thought he would do. He ran far enough away that he was sure she wouldn't come to find him unless she intended to do exactly what he needed to have happen to him - torture , torture beyond any he had ever felt. I deserve it I betrayed everyone I threw away their love the moment I said I was A Predor I'm not a Predor I'm nothing I deserve to be nothing except an object of contempt , kept around to be tortured and mocked..


Still mechanically sobbing , HK-50-01 sank onto the ground in an area he didn't care to indentify , waiting for Why'nn to round the hallway to destroy him.. Oh-One laid upon the ground on his chest while he waited , trying to appear as weak as he felt. Hopefully someone will step on me , kick me out of the way.. I need to be humiliated , stripped of all dignity and left to misery , as a traitor should..


Before he could do or think anything else , his consciousness fled back into his mind , cutting off from the world around him.
 
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Location: ...


Who I am with: ...


What I am doing: ...


As soon as he left Why'nn stood and walked to the nearest window. Breaking it, she jumped, aiming for the school's roof. She landed safely and swiftly climbed down. Almost in a daze, she wandered down toward the bustling city. Why'nn moved deftly through the crowds until she found a graveyard.


It didn't take her long to scale the wrought iron fence or to gain entry into one of the crypts. There, in the dust and smell of decay, she ripped her cybernetic arm off And, despite the pain, took a bit of the metal from it and, baring her legs, began to carve into herself.


'I do not deserve his kindness. I do not deserve to resemble him. I am a weakling and a failure. I am nothing and he is everything. I do not deserve this arm or continued life.' The carvings were flowing, like a design. Her blood colored the stone floor and the stillness of the grave closed in around her. Perhaps she would kill herself here. Perhaps she would hurt herself so badly they wouldn't be able to fix her. Connor and James would realize what a burden she was, Father and Mother would leave her out of her lack of potential. She could slowly decay in peace. It was what she deserved. To be abandoned and forgotten.
 
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Location: Graveyard


Who we're with: The self-destructive one (@folclor )


What we're doing: Maintaining a potentially valuable asset


Heavy footfalls approached Why'nn as a towering figure with a chained metal box on it's head stepped from the doorway of the crypt, blocking the exit. It reached behind itself and pulled a pack off it's back, setting the pack at it's feet. Then it opened the pack, and revealed what was inside. To Why'nn, it wouldn't be that scary, as she had seen much worse in her days. Yet there was something... unsettling about it. Every time she seemed to look away from it, she couldn't quiet remember what it looked like without looking back at the thing. It spoke to her, words that she likely would not remember in a few minutes.


"Tell me, why do you keep injuring yourself?"


Why...


Shouldn't do that...



Wasteful...




 

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Location: Nishira's Office / Stairs (Manara, Talia)


Who I'm With: Nishira / Talia (Manara, Talia)


What I'm Doing: Leaving (Manara, Talia) / Scolding (Manara), Being Scolded (Talia)


Manara sighed, nodded to the headmistress, and bowed. Manara then took Talia by the hand and pulled her out of the room. When they reached the third floor, Manara pushed Talia into the wall and glared at her. "You idiot! I might have been able to convince her if you had not come in and interfered! You are as stupid as your father is." Manara sighed, moved back a few steps, then began pacing. "What were you thinking?"





Talia looked down to the floor for a moment, then looked at Manara, a glare in her eyes. "I was thinking of my sister. I was thinking about how I did not want her to disappear from me forever! Not that you would care! I know stories about you from both my mother and my father. Stories of your cruelty. I did not even think you would care about that. I was not even aware you knew." Talia reached up and wiped the tear from her face that had begun to fall.


Manara shook her head.
"You're right. I am cruel." Manara reached out and slapped Talia hard across the face with the back of her hand. "You're lucky a slap on the face is all you're getting. Now get out of here. I know you signed up for the tournament. Go eat. Get ready." Manara turned and stormed off down the hall.


Talia was rooted to the spot. She couldn't believe her grandmother would do that to her. In the future she...But this wasn't the future. This was the past and she needed to remember that. Manara does not have the connection to neither she nor Avalyn at this point in time so she'd have no qualms about being cruel. Wiping her eyes, she continued down the stairs.



Location: Cafeteria



Who I'm With: Technically no one but James, Violet, and someone I don't know are in the same room



What I'm Doing: Waiting



Connor sat there at the table wondering where Why'nn could be. She said she'd meet him here, but that was at least half an hour ago. He wanted to go ask James if he'd seen Why'nn at all this morning, but he didn't want to interrupt. Instead, Connor picked up his tray, dumped his half eaten food into the garbage, and left the cafeteria to search for Why'nn. He would start where he last saw her.
 
Location: Crypt


Who I'm with: Keeper and The Voice That Is Not Round (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: Talking


Why'nn stared at the thing in the box. She'd heard it before, she remembered, though she'd forgotten... it brought Feeling before. She remembered Keeper. She liked Keeper. The Voice That Is Not Round spoke to her and Why'nn still clutched the bit of metal in her hand. She had no tears. No tears to spill over this.


"I-I displeased s-someone dear. I do not deserve to bear resemblance to him. I need to make amends. This is... the only way I know how."
The other voices, the ones that echoed, they surprised her. Wasteful? Shouldn't do it? Was it wasteful? Why'nn looked down at the metal bit and dropped it. "Is... Am I wrong in this?"
 



Location: Graveyard


Who we're with: The self-destructive one (@folclor )


What we're doing: Speaking


The voice hissed from inside the box.


"Yes... You are..."


Yes...


Indeed...



So terribly wrong...






"If you do not stop this... I am afraid I will have to ask Keeper to force you to stop... And we wouldn't want that..."


No...


It would be a shame...



Wouldn't want to cause any damage...






"Although... If pain is what you wish... You are more than welcome to battle keeper..."


Feel free...


A test...



A test of her skills...






Though he did not move from his place at the door, The Keeper drew his meat mallet in his left hand, and his long fillet knife shaped sword in his right.
 
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Location: Crypt


Who I'm with: The Voice That Is Not Round and Keeper (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: Thinking


Battle Keeper? But she liked Keeper... Why'nn pushed herself to her feet, wincing as the ragged material of her pants came into contact with her fresh wounds.


"Sir, I do not wish to battle Keeper. He is quite nice. And if there is another way to make amends, I should like to learn it. Though pain is not the worst fate to befall me I would prefer to not be so self destructive unless it is strategically advantageous. Will you teach me?"
She was willing to learn. Fear was not in her heart or mind. Keeper seemed gentle and The Voice That Is Not Round did not seem bad in any way. She couldn't feel evil radiating off of it.
 



Location: Graveyard


Who we're with: The self-destructive one (@folclor )


What we're doing: Speaking


At her answer the Keeper put away his weapons and drew a bottle of pills from one of the many pouches it had, along with the jar that the orange ooze lived in. It pulled a pill from the bottle and offered it to Why'nn, along with the jar.


"This pill will heal your body... 999 will heal your mind... Take the pill... Spend as much time as you require with 999... When you are finished put him back in his jar... Leave him in the crypt... We will retrieve him later... Do not attempt to take him back to the school... The headmistress is on the hunt for us.. She will likely destroy 999 and kill you should you be caught with him...."


Do not try to keep him...


It would put him at risk...



999 is too valuable to lose...






Without another word, the Keeper picked up the pack that the voice was coming from, and closed it, sliding it onto it's back again. It gave her a short bow then left Why'nn in the Crypt, alone save for the small ooze in the jar.
 
Location: Crypt


Who I am with: Feeling (@TommyGun15)


What I am doing: As I am told


Why'nn wanted to call out, say that wasn't an answer, that wasn't an explanation. Wanted to ask why the headmistress would dislike any of them. They were all so kind. But who had she been talking to? Keeper couldn't talk... She stared at the pill. This would heal her. Would it grow her old arm back? She popped the pill into her mouth and swallowed. The gashes she'd made on herself closed in a matter of seconds, leaving faint white scars. Her arm did not grow back. The stump did, however, heal from her ripping her arm off.


Well, she should know better. For a moment she stared down at the jar. 999? Feeling was called 999. Why'nn curled around the jar but did not open it.


"I assume it was not you who spoke to me. I do quite like you. I like when we snuggle, you know,"
she whispered. "But... if I allow you to heal my mind I will be unable to appropriately respond to my friend or to the others in the tournament. You understand, yes?" She sighed and petted the side of the jar. "I like you, 999. I wish I could bring you everywhere but... something tells me Headmistress would dislike that." Still, she didn't move yet.
 
Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm With: Possible new friend ( @StartingOver )


What I'm doing: Speaking


Ivela grinned, quite pleased at the prospect of making a friend.


"Yes, we should." She agreed. At the girl's comment about them being similar, she paused. Ivela had never even considered anyone at this school could be the least bit similar to her, so she had stopped looking for similarities. She hadn't tried figuring out the characters of her fellow students since she originally got here.


After staring at her for a moment, she smirked a bit, giving a slight chuckle. The girl certainly did have some darkness in her, darkness that she was trying to hide. Normally, darkness wasn't something that drew Ivela, as she had dealt with more than enough of it in her lifetime. However, the fact that this girl tried to hide it, that intrigued her. Most likely because Ivela tried to hide her own darkness...typically unsuccessfully.


"You're certainly right on that note. We do seem to be similar." Ivela admitted.
 
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Location- cafe


Who I'm with- Ivela(@Lunaria Silver)


What I'm doing- Grinning


Violet let out a big grin and looked at her new friend. "I'm glad you feel that way. It's rare to find someone that I click with on this... Level." She gave a nod. "Now if you tell me you don't like the headmisttess we might as well be besties forever." She laughed. "I hate that women, with a passion and she hates me so I guess the feeling is mutual."
 

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