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Human, not human (actual rp)

If you were to pick a field trip destination for this class, which one would it be?

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Isolde couldn't help but laugh. "I'll teach him eventually. For now, it's kind of fun to see him so embarrassed." On a more serious note, she addressed Ryrax in Japanese. "[You really need to stop doing that. Haven't you embarrassed him enough already? Give him a break!]" She was able to ignore the fact that Alex was behind her now since she was focusing on talking to Samuel and Ryrax.


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"Of course." Anya smiled, running a hand over one fawn's nose. "[Off you go, little ones. Go grow up to be a strong as your daddy!]" With that, the doe and her fawns began to head in the direction of a gentle stream. Anya approached the buck and admiringly touched his horns. "[Hello handsome! Your little ones are going to grow up and be just like you!]" Remembering that Adrian was there and did understand the dryadic tongue, she quickly switched back to English. "Apologies. Sometimes I forget when I'm out there that not everyone understands the dryadic tongue."
 
"[bah! A break? Only when he's earned one,]" Ryrax replied. "[besides, you just admitted that it's entertaining to see him change colors on demand,]" he added with a laugh. Ryrax knew exactly what to say and what buttons to push to make Samuel go from pale pink to beet red in moments.


Samuel fidgeted uncomfortably. "What are you talking about...?" he asked Ryrax, suspicion in his voice.


"Never you mind, kid," was all the answer he got out of the raiju.


Samuel sighed. "Whatever." By now any evidence that he'd had a cold when he woke up was gone. He was perfectly healthy now, in less than an hour's time. Now he began to notice that the classroom was starting to fill up. As the students slowly filtered in, he realized he was getting two kinds of looks: the first from the male students, glares of jealousy as he chatted with Isolde; the second from the female students, confused and inspecting as they sized up the freshman who was making so many of his fellow guys green with envy.


Alex mentally filed away what Ryrax had just said. Not specifically what he said, actually, but the language he'd used. It was Japanese...was Ryrax a beast from the land of samurai?


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Adrian just laughed at that. "Is no problem. [On a different note, do you speak Russian?]" he said, in Russian obviously, a teasing hint to his voice. "[if you do, just say 'Mr. Borskov is the best teacher ever'. If you don't, just look confused and beautiful.]"
 
Isolde was oblivious to the glances of the other students because she was drawing on her notebook again. Little drawings of League of Legends champions were growing on the page. Currently, she was drawing Kog'Maw in all of his adorable glory. There was no reason in the world in her eyes that anyone would be jealous of the boys near her.


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Anya cocked her head to the side, her green eyes filled with confusion. Then, she straightened up and looked at him with mock anger. "Now, Adrian, you know that I don't know what you just said in whatever language you just spoke. Would you care to offer me a translation?" She crossed her arms in front of her and unconsciously the sweet smell of roses started to permeate the area around her. It was an accident, of course, and not one that she actually noticed.
 
Samuel scanned his classmates as the room filled, and for some reason his eyes lingered on the dark-haired observing girl. She seemed bothered the last time he'd seen her. Samuel shook his head a little. Best not to dwell on those things. He had studying to do, and she appeared fine now.


Isolde's doodling caught Samuel's eye. Particularly, the one of Kog'Maw. "What is that scary-looking bug?" he asked, staring at the multi-eyed maw she had drawn.


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Adrian opened his mouth, actually considering translating it for her just to see her reaction, but opted against it. Instead he closed his mouth, grinned fake-innocently, and started off deeper into the forest. "Wonderful day out this morning!" he said, pretending he hadn't heard her request.
 
(I think the class where most people end up together first is human self-defense. Just throwing that out there)
 
"Kog'Maw, the Mouth of the Abyss." Isolde answered. "A character in a game that I play. Isn't he adorable?" She quickly started to flesh out the details on the character. ".....you do know about online gaming, right?" Her eyes looked at him expectantly.


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A second later, a pair of green arms clamped around his neck from behind as Anya launched herself onto his back. "Not so fast! You tell me what you said right now!" Her legs wrapped around him so that she looked like she was riding piggy-back. "Come on and tell me! Or I'll send you to sleep with a few spores!"
 
Samuel's blank expression answered Isolde's question before the boy even opened his mouth. "I...know it exists..." he said sheepishly.


"You've played video games before, right?" Alex chimed in, arms crossed at his chest.


"...No...I've heard they're fun. They cost money, though, right? "


"Nah. Some are free. Just download them to your computer."


"Er..." Samuel scratched the back of his neck nervously, "I cant."


"What are you talking about, it's easy. Why can't you?" Alex asked, a look on his face asking, seriously? "Do you seriously not not how?"


"Of course I don't, I've never used a computer before..."


"Wait...you don't know how to use a computer? You don't even have one, do you?"


"...Nope."


"The hell..." Alex, coming from a world of wealth and fortune (dragons tend to amass money) was astounded. "Don't your parents love you!?" he asked exhasperatedly and a little tauntingly.


"I wouldn't know," Samuel said with a shrug. "I've never met them."


".............................................Ah." Alex internally groaned. Today was not going well so far. He decided to go back to being an observer for now. What really struck him was how easily and causally Samuel had revealed his lack of legal guardians. So this kid was an orphan, huh...?


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"Hehehey!" Adrian chuckled. "I said nothing of importance! Do not be worrying about the Russian words I said!" he playfully struggled against her grip, but for her credit she was holding on extremely tightly. "There is no need for the spores of sleepi-OOF!" he was interrupted as he tripped over a root, landing flat on his face.
 
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Isolde half-smiled but there was a sad look in her eyes. "I was the same way till my monk fathers took me in. They wanted me to be able to experience everything in the world, so they got me a computer and hooked up the temple with internet. I started playing games because I had way too much free time on my hands." Her heart went out to the boy who had been much like her. "I always told them not to spend the money on me, but they always said that there wasn't really any other use for it. So I always made sure to keep up with my lessons and help fix up the temple when things fell apart."


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Anya held on tight when they fell, not releasing her grip when they hit the ground. "I think that you're not telling me the truth, here." An idea sparked. "I wonder if the werebear is ticklish?" With a few whispered words in the dryadic tongue, the same root that had tripped him up moved up in order to tickle him.
 
As the sun rose Schmendrick burst back into his room his bathrobe dripping wet, his fuzzy slippers covered in mud, and his conical blue hat flaccid against his back. He tracked mud to his side of the room and kicked his slippers off in a little jig and pulled his hat off and gave it a good ringing before setting it on his chair. He hung up his robe and pulled on a pair of what Gabriel had said were under-were. A completely ridiculous name for a pair of short pants as if indicating they had lycanthropy, perhaps they were only to be worn when the moon was full. He'd have to ask Gabriel when he awoke... or if. The magician's blundering into the room didn't seem to change the angelic one's sleep. In his the afterglow and exhaustion of a long night of research culminating in success he slumped into his chair and sighed with a smile on his lips. "I am a magician... a true magician now."


He leaned back in his chair and stretched as he noticed a piece of paper on his desk.


"Hmmm I have Math in... 10 minutes." He ran to his dresser pulled out some clothes a pair of jeans and a yellow t-shirt grabbed a blue suit jacket and some brown leather shoes and slipped them on. He grabbed his books and dripping hat and ran down the stairs. As he left the building he yelled, "Salus Separendum!" The rain parted as he ran and a smile worked it's way onto his face as he tried to get his hat to stand up as he ran.


He screeched into the classroom and looked around. He smiled at everyone and raised his hand in greeting as his hat flopped onto his face and he quickly worked to straighten it up again. "Umm, hi..." *flop* "I'm Schmendrick" *flop* "... Schmendrick the magician..." *flop* "I'm new here..." He took of his hat and tucked it under his arm. "Is this the math class?"
 
Samuel stared at the colorfully-dressed student named Schmendrick, unable to answer for a few seconds given the strangeness of the situation. The teacher, Mr. Stevens, nodded at Schmendrick to affirm his question.


"Er..." Samuel muttered, returning to the chain of conversation, "If it isn't too much trouble, might I see it sometime? Your computer, I mean. And this online gaming, too. Whatever game this 'Kog'Maw' is from, it must be an...interesting one," he said with a light laugh.


The gears in Alex's head began turning as he thought that maybe bestowing Samuel with a computer would put the naïve young boy in his debt. It wasn't as if he didn't have the funds to do it. Alex also turned his attention to the new arrival. A magician, he said? What kind of incantations is he proficient in, I wonder?


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Unfortunately for Anya, Adrian's training in the KGB gave him ridiculous mental and physical fortitude, able to withstand any form of interrogation, be it electric shock, hot coals, cuts, beatings...or even tickling. "Nice try, my green-skinned friend," he taunted with a smirk, "but you will get no chortles out of this one. You, on the other hand..." his grin widened at the thought of turning the tables on her, but as he attempted to do so he found it to be in vain. She still had him pinned at the moment. "Urgh. When you release me you'd better run fast, for your own sake!" he threatened, good-naturedly of course.
 
Schmendrick slipped into a chair and slumped in it, his all-nighter obviously getting to him. He surveyed the room and took in the large number of odd or different races of peoples. He pulled out a scroll and started reading trying to stay awake.
 
Isolde smiled brightly, probably the happiest that she had looked in her time here. "Kog'Maw is from a game that I play competitively. It's called League of Legends. I'd probably play as part of an official team if...." She sighed. Her team was pushing her to let them join a competition to be able to get into the LCS but she couldn't. What if they figured out what she is?


The teacher addressed the class, calling them to attention. Most people tuned out of his boring introductory lesson immediately and Aamor sat in the corner taking note of each one that appeared to be dozing off. By the time the class was over, Aamor had very few people who were not on her list of potential problem students due to inattentiveness. Before the bell rang, she put her notebook on her chair and exited the room quickly. She needed some air.


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Anya laughed jubilantly, continuing to hang on tightly. "I'm going to be like a thorn in your side till you translate what you say! I won't leave you alone all day! So tell me!" Her arms tightened a bit more around his neck since she wasn't really thinking about the fact that he needed to breathe to survive.


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Habibah continued her flirtations with the boy, named Viktor Reed, who was a vampire. He was insanely cute and adorable, but he was also extremely shy and unsure of himself. It was easy to sweet talk this one. By the time her English class ended, Viktor was carrying her books to the next class. Habibah smirked a bit; one down, many more to go.
 
Raziel stretched his arms as ancient history was dismissed. The Medusa that taught the class gave a smile as she dismissed them. Most of her students were in this class were there because they actually wanted to be, not because they were required to. As he left the building and headed to his next class, Ray found his vision narrowing. Was that . . . Aamor?


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Armin walked through the hallways straight to his next class. He wanted to hurry up and get to third period, let off some annoyance.


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Sanz groaned and looked to the clock by his bedside. 9:03 . . . second period would be starting soon. He let out another groan and turned away from the time, pulling the covers over his head.


Why couldn't it have been something simple? Like a cold?


He would never take for granted his deific blood again . . .
 
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Samuel blinked back into alertness when Math ended. He had been perfectly awake, but utterly bored; he struggled to listen to the lesson but managed some way or another. His trance was ended by the dismissal of class. Second period brought Science, which saw Samuel delving into the world of how the world works. Unfortunately when it came time to experiment with chemicals he had utterly no idea what he was doing, but then again neither did most of the class. Regardless, third period saw Samuel walking to the Human Defense classroom with a bandage covering his left forearm. He was muttering something about 'mad scientist for an instructor' as he traversed the academy.


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Alex, naturally, skipped the second hour of classes, lounging out on the grounds in the shade of Anya's tree. He had forgotten, but he had third hour Human Defense. Well, less that he had it as a class but more that he was one of the volunteers that Adrian used to help properly demonstrate the techniques. Adrian couldn't show them correctly with only one arm after all. Alex wondered to himself if that succubus would be taking the class as he closed his eyes for a short rest.


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Adrian sighed. "I just asked you if you spoke Russian...in Russian," he said. "I told you to say I was the best teacher if you could understand me, and if you couldn't I just told you to look confused and beautiful. That's all!" He struggled a little. "Now would you be so kind as to be getting off of my back? This is a bit uncomfortable," he added with a smirk.
 
Schmendrick awoke with a start when he fell out of his chair about halfway through 2nd period. Consulting his sheet he saw that most of his day was to be filled with 'free research.' Probably meaning magical research. He yawned as he stood up in the empty room. "Did plenty of that last night." He picked up his scroll and small grammar of magic book and of course the mystical 'pen.' Which he would at some point figure out, but as it seemed to be very useful. He thought it prudent to not disassemble it seeing as he probably would not be able to reforge the magics inside.


He explored the school a little walking around in the halls noting important rooms like the cafeteria and the library.


Eventually he headed to his next class, something about defense.
 
Frank sat in his bed, almost finished with his book on prose, when an alarm on the small stand near his bed went off. He instinctively slapped it to silence it, and it promptly responded by crumpling under the force of his hand. "Oops." Frank said, picking up the now obliterated clock and throwing it in a box with dozens of others exactly like it. He then pulled a new one out from a drawer, reset the alarm for the next day, and gathered his things. "Czar Adrian all times need helping for defending humans." He said as he walked out the door and began his descent down the nearby staircase. "Wonder what if learning is new today..."
 
Aamor sighed as she took her place on a bench. Ignoring those around her, she crossed her legs and and relaxed her body for a moment. Her eyes closed, allowing her to simply feel everything and everyone around her. The energies of the people around her pulsed with different rhythms. Quite a few of them were familiar. One was perhaps Raziel, whose energy seemed to flow like water. There was a moment where she slightly focused on that energy source, making the bearer of the energy signature feel a slight presence in their head. Then, she stopped and tried to just focus on balancing her inner energy.


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Habibah met Izzy after first period with the vampire Viktor Reed in tow. He carried her books and insisted on carrying Izzy's books to their art class then bid them adieu, kissing Habibah's hand as he left. Art class became another endeavor for Habibah as she met Cassius, a boy who wore red tinted glasses. More talk revealed that he was a basilisk and wore the glasses so he didn't petrify everyone around her. He seemed more interested in Isolde after he saw the drawing of Kog'Maw. He revealed that he too was a player of League of Legends and when second period ended, Habibah was marching quickly towards their next class while Izzy and Cassius talked League.


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Anya immediately released and got up, confusion on her face. "Look confused and beautiful?" Her eyes suddenly blinked as if a light bulb had just come on in her head. "Wait a second...." A smirk covered her face as she crossed her arms in front of her, rustling the leaves that grew out of her skin in certain areas. "You think I'm beautiful?"
 
As he stood and opened his mouth to reply, Adrian caught a glimpse of his watch. "Oh dear," he said, a little anxiety in his voice. "Time flies when you're having fun." It was getting close to third period and he still had to return to his office to get his materials. There weren't many for a class like Human Defense, granted, but he still would like to have them ready. "Sorry Anya, got to skedaddle!" Adrian shouted over his shoulder as he scurried off at top speed out of the forest and to his office.


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Alex sat up and stretched just in time to see Adrian in the distance hurrying towards the staff building. Must be getting close to third period. A quick glance at his phone affirmed that suspicion. The half-dragon stood, brushed himself off, and started off to the Human Defense classroom. Which wasn't actually a class room, more of a large sparring hall. He entered and took his seat in a chair near the front of the room, where the volunteers for combat demonstration sat. He wondered if Gabriel or Frank would show up. He wasn't honestly sure which one he would rather have.


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Samuel had heard that, due to Mr. Borskov's disability, he had volunteer students properly demonstrate techniques for him. He was wondering if he would recognize any of the volunteers when he opened the door. "Unbelievable," he said in his surprise.


"Believe it, kid," Alex said with a dark smile. "Oh, don't worry, my friend. I'll help you learn how to defend yourself as a human would," he said as he cracked his knuckles. "Even if I have to beat it into you." Samuel swallowed hard, which made Alex laugh. "I'm messing with you, Sam. No need to fret, I take good care of my charges."


Samuel was less than convinced, but thought that even Alex probably wouldn't get away with much with a teacher like Mr. Borskov around.


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Adrian got a few different types of looks as he ran through the halls. The first was from some teachers, a glare that said 'how unprofessional'. The second was from students, mostly freshmen, looks of fear as they dove out of his way when he came barreling past. The third was from the upperclassmen and the less uptight teachers, who were used to the lovable Russian. They smiled and shook their heads as if to say 'that's our Adrian, hope he never changes'.
 
Raziel stopped for a moment as something tickled the back of his mind. It was almost as if someone was behind him, but when he turned around to look, no one was there. He did, however, see the source further off in the distance.


"Aamor."


The young man let out a sigh before walking the short distance to the oracle. The rain was still falling, but only lightly now. The tree hanging over the bench was most of the protection needed.


"May I sit here?"


Raziel, just like yesterday, sat down cross-legged beside the bench, without waiting for an answer


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Armin was just about at the location for his third period class when he saw her. The red head was unmistakeable. He took a few long strides to catch up, before tapping the young woman not-so-lightly on the shoulder.


"Excuse me. You're name's Isolde, right?"


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Isolde shrank back unconsciously from the tap on her shoulder. Cassius had just bid her farewell when the red-haired boy had tapped her hard on the shoulder. "....y-yes....?" The look in her eyes was of a deer in headlights, terrified at the suddenness of the intrusion.


"Oi, Red." Habibah sighed as she kept walking. "Don't scare her like that. She's liable to have a heart attack one of these days."


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Anya watched Adrian go and stood there, confusion still riddled on her face. "...beautiful....?" Her eyes crinkled sadly as she looked down at her green skin and the leaves growing out of her body. This wasn't something that people called beautiful. Mostly, she was reacted to as a talking tree or the scary fores guardian. Otherwise, she was ignored. Perhaps Adrian meant her human form? That was beautiful, not the green monstrosity she was looking at. She continued through the forest, absentmindedly frowning as these thoughts permeated her brain.


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Aamor felt his approach. Her third eye opened on her forehead and saw the energy flowing from him like the ocean's waves itself. The third eye then closed as she fully recognized who it was. "....Raziel....I never saw the point in your asking permission when you're just going to do it anyways without me answering back beforehand."
 
"Perhaps I've gained psychic powers myself, and I knew you would say yes."


Raziel said it as a joke, though there was some reasoning behind it. Lucas had been one of the more open students towards Ray. At times, he had invited the young leviathan to sit down with him. It was then he would ask Aamor, is it all right if I sit here? While has already sitting down. After all, he had read he should be polite.


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If Armin had heard the half-goddess' comment, he made no indication of it.


"Look, you're the one Sanz went running off after yesterday. He left something of mine in your possession. Since he's indisposed, I'm asking for it back personally."


The Phoenix spoke with his arms crossed, still possessing the same confidence from yesteray


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Gabriel slid deftly through the window that Schmendrick had conveniently forgotten to shut, dropping his incredibly dry backpack beside his bed. He bent over to remove his textbooks and found himself glancing quizzically at the muddy footprints on the floor. When he saw the robe and slippers haphazardly tossed about the room, he chuckled, and hung them up on the shower rod in the bathroom before resuming his work. He filed his Theology and Ancient History textbooks onto the top compartment of his bookshelf, and admired his collection on the shelves below. The first three consisted of a collection of all of the Bibles he had been able to find in his travels; they represented many editions, many languages, and even a few versions of the Quran and Torah. Beneath that was a hodge-podge of Nora Roberts romance novels, a few classic adventures, a collection of various titles by C. S. Lewis, and one well-used copy of Good Omens. Priding himself in his possessions for just a brief mortal moment, he then dashed again to the window, leaping out and, like his roommate, forgetting to close it.


On his drifting flight, he swooped low and plucked a rose from a bush. Soaring high, he dropped it, gliding backwards and smiling with contentment as it landed in the surprised hands of a flustered sophomore boy, who was stuttering something to an eager blond-headed girl. Certain that his task was complete, he turned again, and made a dive, catching a stack of falling textbooks (casualties of a collision) and replacing them in the hands of their owner without ever landing on his feet. Ahead, the window of the sparring hall loomed open.


Gabriel smiled. Adrian could always trust that his TA would return.


His wings glowed majestically in the gentle rain as he gracefully slowed his approach, lightly settling on the windowsill, crossing his legs as he leaned back on his hands and observed the inside of the room, oblivious the the water still falling behind him.
 
"I guess that's true enough." Aamor half-smiled though her eyes were still closed. "Shouldn't you be heading to class, though? It's not too long till third period starts." She was starting to wonder why the leviathan had started paying attention to her. Last year, she had just existed as a person attached to someone within Raziel's friend group. Why was he paying attention now?


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"I-I-I'm sorry, I left it in my room." Isolde stuttered. "I c-can get it after this class probably. T-terribly sorry that I didn't remember this morning...." She wasn't even looking Armin in the eye; she was simply staring at the ground embarrassed at her own stuttering. Why did she have to stutter so much? It was such an unwelcome feeling to know that every time someone tried to engage her directly in conversation she was going to have issues speaking.
 
"I can get there in time . . . though I should be leaving soon."


Ray stayed quiet for a little while before speaking up again


"I just wanted to let you know, I haven't forgotten what happened last night."


He stood up and shrugged his shoulder against the bag he was carrying.


"Just know that there are people keeping their eyes on you."


He gave a small wave as he left for his next class. He was curious, even apprehensive, what had caused the sudden change in Aamor. But pushing it now likely wouldn't do anything.


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Armin let out an annoyed sigh. The two kinds of people who annoyed him most were those that were completely and totally full of themselves, then the complete opposite of them. This girl obviously fell into the latter category, with seemingly no self-confidence to speak of.


"Look, don't apologize, just make sure you bring it back after classes. Then I can focus on that idiot getting better . . ."


Armin mumbled the last line to himself as he walked towards the classroom.
 
"Wait..." Isolde heard that last line. "Is there something wrong with Sanz?" The young succubus had the peculiar nature of wanting to take care of people's problems when she could. This nature sent a spark through that took away her nervous stutter and made her more clear-minded. "Is he sick because he ran out into the rain after me?"


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Aamor silently returned to her meditation. She had somehow attracted Raziel's attention with her current state of being, which meant a lot of people must have noticed that she was different from last year. Last year, she would have rivaled Anya in happy energy and the ability to be social. Now....she was merely a shell walking through life without a purpose. No family to go home to, no love to run to, nothing was the same. The school was likely to be her permanent home now since her distant family had arranged such. This was her existence now, yet she couldn't find joy in it. How can one find joy when all of their joy had been stripped away?
 

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