Realistic or Modern Manchester Academy for Soulmates

[Superfly47]

Arthur
Location: Basement
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Arthur finished cleaning the cupcake from his face, “I just need to be more careful how I speak to you.” He said to Rosalyn and shook his head. “Actually, if you just learned how to behave like a lady then I wouldn’t have to change at all.”

As Arthur was patiently helping Rosalyn with her breathing techniques, a cat came over and vomited on Arthur’s leg. “Vile vermin.” Arthur said as he grabbed a napkin to wipe the vomit off. “The creatures in this school are so disgusting.” He said. After wiping for a bit, Arthur realized he wasn’t going to get the vomit off. He looked at Rosalyn and said. “Be a doll and go to my room and bring me back a fresh pair of pants.”

 

[Desert_Blossom]

Rosalyn Wilder

No matter what Rosalyn did in an attempt to find a way to communicate with her soulmate, his words had a way of cutting right into her and inciting her anger. She had come to the party with the intent to cut their thread, but had started to feel guilty about it for a bit earlier... until she ran into Arthur again. Any remaining hope that the two of them could find a way to make a relationship work died though with his following words.

Actually, if you just learned how to behave like a lady then I wouldn’t have to change at all.

Wouldn't have to change at all? At all?! Rosalyn knew that there was no way for Arthur and her to work if he had no intention of changing his ways. She didn't know much about relationships, but from what she had gathered, usually people were supposed to grow with each other and help each other change for the better. If this wasn't going to be possible with Arthur, then she didn't want to force him to remain in a relationship that was doomed from the start. He didn't have to change if he didn't want to, it was his life. Rosalyn just knew that she couldn't be a part of it.

As Arthur was trying to help Rose with her breathing techniques, a cunning cat came to the pinkette's rescue and vomited on his pant leg. Using the distraction to slip out of Arthur's hold, Rose began to back away as she told him he'd likely have to change clothes. Not paying attention to where she was going as she walked backwards, the pinked haired girl nearly ran into someone, again, if not for him speaking up.

I see the world wasn't super kind to you.

Rosalyn jumped a little, not expecting anyone else to be talking to her, and she turned to face the young man who spoke. She jumped again, finding an eerie cloaked figure in front of her, and accidentally let out a small "Eep!" Determining he was just another student and not the grim reaper coming for her soul, the strawberry blonde offered an apologetic smile. It didn't take long for Rose to figure out what Aki was referring to when he said the world wasn't kind to her, as she glanced between the cloaked figure and Arthur. "No, it wasn't..." She sighed, before her brows furrowed as she realized that the guy somehow must have known that Arthur was her soulmate. "Wait, how did you..." She began to ask, suddenly wondering if this mysterious guy could see her thread.

The amused smile he wore from watching Rose and Arthur's interaction fell back into a neutral look as he continued speaking. But at least it gave you better treatment than me... Rose opened her mouth to ask the guy what he meant by that, wondering what could be worse, but Arthur's voice interrupted her. Apparently he'd tried to clean the cat vomit off of him with napkins, but had also come to the conclusion that he'd need to change. Unfortunately, he expected his (hopefully) soon to be ex-soulmate to go fetch him said change of clothes.

Be a doll and go to my room and bring me back a fresh pair of pants.

Rosalyn's eyes flashed dangerously as she saw red. She'd been very patient with Arthur, or at least had tried to be, but this was the last straw. She was not his servant. She was not his anything! The young woman's hands clenched by her side, and she started to move back towards Arthur, so very tempted to smack some sense into him. Remembering that she now had an audience though, Rose stopped after only taking a few steps. "Get them yourself!" She replied through clenched teeth, doing her best not to scream at Arthur.

Glancing back to Aki, Rosalyn decided to test out her hunch that he might be a seer. "Hey..." She said, turning to face Aki again. "You said yourself that the world wasn't kind to me..." Rose began, grabbing her thread and holding it taught between her two hands. "Can you save me?" She asked, her eyes pleading for the young man she hoped was a Seer to help her. If he wasn't, then she would look completely insane, but that was the least of her worries right now. "Please... If for no other reason that to prevent a murder tonight." She added, mostly joking. Aki would at least be preventing further injury.

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  Akira smiled brightly as she got dressed. Her roommate had already left, but Akira had said that she could go sooner. Plus, she wanted to shower and lord knows she takes the longest showers imaginable!! And! Now she could change and immediately look at the mirror to see what an outfit looked like on her. Could she do that in the bathroom too? Well, yea, but her closet is right here, so it's easier. She finally decided on her white pineapple dress, I mean, it has pockets!! Perfect for this party, which she assumed would probably have some alcohol at. She figured it probably wasn't the best idea to drink much, given it's the first night at the school. She quickly brushed through her hair, deciding to leave it down, and left her dorm room with a skip in her step. She hadn't had time to go meet her soulmate, and wondered if she should as she glanced down at her hand. She figured that maybe they'll be going to the party, which also decided that maybe she shouldn't be a cat right now, and that they'll just meet there. Plus! She'd be able to meet some new people! She had already talked to a few people at orientation, and then she was able to meet Julia also. She was really excited to get to know her more.
  
  Akira soon made it into the school basement and looked around. There were honestly a lot more people than she had thought. She didn't know who she wanted to go talk to first-oh my god there's a food table. That's where she's going.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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• Ivy Hardstone
• Finnabar Mac Canna

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  Ivy kept up her own cheerful smile despite the other girls lack luster smile. She had just said that she was forced here and she really didn't look like much of the party type which meant she was out of her element. Stuff like that happens so Ivy could hardly be upset at her for not being energetic or enthusiastic. Ivy raised her own hand and very firmly gripped Evie's hand in a big handshake. Her father had always told her that a firm handshake meant that someone had firm character. "Hi Evie, nice to meet you. I'm Ivy and nope just a half dwarf and unless you count being short or being good with your hands as powers then I don't have anything cool." she said with a smile as she let go of Evie's hand.
  
  Ivy tapped her chin for a second and chuckled lightly, "Evie and Ivy, those names kind of rhyme. Well not really, but if you say them fast enough it sounds like they could." she chucked again at her own joke. "So where do you wanna go to talk? Looks like they have seating so we can sit over there, or we can go grab snacks at the table... though it looks like there is something going on over that way so maybe not". As Ivy spoke she bobbed and swayed from left and right as to look past the other party goers. The fact that she couldn't see over people made it more difficult but she still managed to call out the two most promising areas. Part of her wanted to go check out the dance area as well, not because she was a goo dancer but because she found it fun. That didn't really seem like Evie's thing though so she left it out.
  
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  After the cat had done his duty and repaid the kindness the blonde had given him by giving her a chance to make a break for it, it was his turn to escape. Normaly he would have been pissed if someone had called him vermin, but right now he felt kind of like one. He didn't make it a habit of vomiting on people so this was a unique situation. Which is the only reason why Arthur was getting the free vermin pass. Still he had done his job letting the blonde escape and it looks like other people were showing up so it was time for him to leave. Ducking under the table he transformed into his dog form and trotted past the growing group heading for where he had last seen his soulmate, the exit of the party.
  
  Trotting out the exit he looked around to see if anyone was around and turned back into his human form. As he did he could feel his stomach turn a bit and he quickly covered his mouth with his right hand. Using his left hand to brace himself on the wall he bit back the gag reflex and horrible taste that filled his mouth. He didn't know who that girl was, but he really hoped that she got out of that and managed to go somewhere else, otherwise this current state of suffering he was in was all for nothing. Giving himself a second to readjust he pressed forward hoping to meet up with his soulmate using the thread on his finger as a guide.
  

 

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• Vex
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  Vex leaned against one of the corners of the basement with a drink in his hand. Normally the shifter wouldn't be at an event like this, but he'd kind of forgotten that that particular day had been orientation. So, this was his real first opportunity to interact with people. And yet, his sensitive canine ears were making it difficult to be anywhere but as far from the speakers as possible. He'd noticed his thread a while back, but considering how late he was he felt like his soulmate was probably at her room and likely not wanting someone to come in and disturb her. However, it wasn't hard for Vex to notice his soulmate as she walked down. The scent of feline drifting over despite the smell of alcohol. "A cat?" He laughed at the irony of his soulmate being something we was naturally inclined to chase. "Just hope she's not into playing hard to get." His tail began to sway quickly while his ears fell flat. Of course, his soulmate would head to the food table close to one of the speakers. The pounding music was so difficult for him to deal with as he got closer to the point that he had to back off. "Damnit." He grumbled while going back to his corner. He then looked at his thread and to his soulmate. It's worth a shot. He thought to himself and gave the thread a firm tug to try and get his partner's attention.
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  Trinity was the name that he'd gotten from the girl as she helped him outside. However, it was also a name of someone that hurt him twice in one day. She'd finally found the courage to talk to him, but it was to tell him that she was going to cut their thread. It stung, a lot, to be told that. He hadn't even realized that he WANTED a soulmate until today, and now the one he was supposed to be with was ripping his heart out. As she left, Nicolai sat on the bench she'd left him at. "Twice in one day, I have wanted to curse myself for being alive." He muttered while hanging his head in defeat. Trinity had left him to go get their thread cut officially. He honestly hoped that she didn't come back. He couldn't stomach facing her the way he felt right now. Throwing that much guilt onto someone wasn't Nico's style. But at the same time, he couldn't force himself to smile. "I should just try and guess my way back to the dorm." He mumbled to himself, just trying to distract himself from the feelings of dread as they continued to build within him. Then he felt it, the thread attached to his finger went taught and then......it felt like a piece of him had been stripped away. He didn't know why. They'd only spoken to each other twice, but in that instant it felt like a part of who we was had been removed. "And that's that." He sighed before laying out on the bench. "I'm just gonna rest here."
  
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  Testsuya was still fuming. "Little shit should learn not to believe that everyone doesn't jump to the idea of cutting their thread." He snarled to himself when a rather cold and emotionless voice cut through his thoughts and grumblings. "This isn't a great first impression soulmate." And of fucking course she had to be there. Tetsuya took a deep breath before turning to the woman that was his soulmate. And the first thing he noticed was that she didn't SEEM human. "Well, you're quite the surprise." He felt the words she'd said to him etch into his arm and likely figured his were engraving onto hers. "I presume you're talking about that little scuffle in the party?" He said indifferently. "I don't expect anyone to understand kitsune or their beliefs." He said plainly. "But I will try and explain it for the pretty lady."
  
  He smiled politely while beginning his analogy. "Imagine something that your family holds dear to them. Whether it be a physical object, or a belief or a value. Do you have it?" He waited for her response. "Now, imagine some person that didn't understand why that was important to you, came up and told you that they would destroy whatever it was that was important to you with a smile on their face like they were helping you somehow. Do you think you'd be upset?" His voice was a bit sharp on the last word before his tails unwrapped from his waste. "We kitsune cherish this thread of fate. But at the same time, we curse it." He smiled politely. "Because while it brings great strength it also brings great pain for both us as kitsune and our partners." He looked at the woman before him with a bit of a frazzled expression. "So that's the long and the short of it. I'm a in a bit of challenging situation and it all revolves around YOU." He looked to her not with frustration, but with exacerbation. "So, I'm sorry if my first impression hasn't been the best. But I do hope that you can let this little incident be water under the bridge and let bygones be bygones."
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  Shane chuckled as Julia questioned whether or not to check up on the people in the fight. "You're too nice for your own good Julia." He shook his head with a smile. "Nah. Fights happen at parties all the time, especially when the drinks are flowing." He took a swig from his cup. He had a slight buzz at this point, but for someone that drank and partied as hard as Shane? It was nothing to worry about. "But that's besides the point. You want something to eat? Or would you prefer to hit the dance floor?" Shane smiled, but then remembering how averse Julia was to being touched, hitting the dance floor felt like a bad idea. "Let's go with the food." He smiled politely as he tried to lead her safely along the edges towards the table.
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[MasterJuann]

• Genesis
• Jay
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  Gene honestly hadn't expected all that to fall from Remi's lips, but it seemed to be a good thing that she was getting it out of her system. She sure didn't mind; in fact, it was a little relieving, since she had been a bit worried about her.
  
  When she apologized, Genesis waved it off with her hand holding the can of beer, ensuring that she really didn't mind.
  
  "You're good. Wanna talk about it?" she offered, nodding over to the exit. "We can always find somewhere to chill."
  
  It wasn't what she had originally expected out of the night, but it also wasn't an issue. If she needed someone to lend an ear, Gene would be happy to offer it. Even though they just met, she seemed nice enough, and it always just felt good to offer some support to anyone that needed.
  
  
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  At Aki's response, Jay cocked his head a bit. He definitely wanted to go and meet his soulmate already, but he also came to the party with a friend. It didn't feel right to ditch him, even if he said he was fine with it.
  
  "We're already at the party, we can still hang out together whe- oh."
  
  Jay stopped short when Aki turned and left when he had been speaking. Maybe he had been annoying his roommate more than he thought--well, he wasn't going to let it bother him. He'll apologize later; plus, it seemed like Aki was just the blunt type. Maybe he wasn't even mad?
  
  Either way, now he was alone. There was only one direction to go...
  
  FInally.
  
  Okay, listen, he had been looking forward to this for a while, and he knows it's been a whole ass day, but somehow, the fact that whoever it was had to only be a few feet away--God, his heart was literally about to jump out of his chest. He wasn't sure if the thumping was even coming from the speakers anymore.
  
  He's so fucking ready to love this girl.
  
  Gripping his flowers, he straight up bolted to where the string was leading, shouting apologies to anyone he bumped or crossed along the way. Nothing could take his attention, not the little fight at the entrance, not the smell of booze, not that tall girl leaving the party that he almost ran into (he swerved just in time after making a quick apology), not anything.
  
  It literally felt like his entire nervous system stopped moving the moment he spotted her.
  
  Soft, pink hair, hanging past her shoulders, the color of the roses he got her. It's literally fate! Holy shit, it's literally fate!!!!
  
  She was reading. Holy fuck, is this even real? She looks like she's not real, like a figment of his imagination. Is it even possible to look that elegantly gorgeous just by sitting down and reading a book? Apparently it fucking is.
  
  She likes books. She's reading at a party. That's so cute. Has anything ever been cute before seeing this girl? The answer is a resounding no. Books are suddenly the second most appealing thing ever to exist on this Earth.
  
  Holy shit. He's still walking. He's about to speak. It's happening. Jay, fucking say shit.
  
  ...he can't do this.
  
  He turned his back to her, sucking in a breath. Fuck, she probably thinks he's so creepy right now-
  
  This--this doesn't feel right. Something just rushed up his throat, right in the front of his face, what the fuck is that?! God, it's so fucking hot, his head feels hot, it feels like something in his chest just exploded. It feels like he's about to float off. Oh my god. Holy shit. Fuck, wait, wait a damn fucking minute-
  
  Jay gulped, suddenly feeling like his mouth was completely drained of any moisture. What is he supposed to say? What the fuck is he supposed to say? He needs to say something to her, something right, something that is worthy of being on her delicate skin, but nothing is coming up. Not even him. She's so pretty. She's just--she's so pretty.
  
  The teen took a shaky breath and began to turn back to her, unfamiliar nerves making it feel like his body weighed ten times his actual weight. The arm holding the flowers was limp by his side, even though his hands were gripping it like his life depending on it. He felt like he was about to faint.
  
  Slowly, he got on one knee. Fuck, he knows he's not proposing, but this is all based on gut feeling right now. Wait a minute, he probably looks like a fucking dork!
  
  Jay quickly stood up at lightening speed. Coño, what is he doing, a damn dance routine? Can someone please fucking shoot him right now?! He should have dragged Aki's ass along with him, he fucking should've.
  
  Maybe if he says his first words in Spanish, it'll sound pretty enough to be worthy of the occasion. Even if she doesn't know what it means, maybe it'll still sound nice enough, maybe she'll like it.
  
  "Hola."
  
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  "Oh, okay," she said in reply to Shane's explanation, opting to not confuse herself with wondering why he called her too nice. Was wanting to check up on them too naïve? Well, if it was normal, maybe it was. She just figured, well, if it were her, well, it'd be nice for someone to ask--like Shane did. Shane was the nice one, wasn't he?
  
  After having reminded herself once more about his kindness, she smiled in appreciation as he listed her choices. It quickly faltered at his suggestion of the dance floor--and then returned once again when he made the choice. She tended to wear her heart on her sleeve.
  
  "Thank you. Sorry, but--I'm really not a good dancer. You'd be embarrassed if I was by you on the dance floor, trust me," she with a light smile, following him to where he was leading.
  
  
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  "What is this?"
  
  "Jungle Juice!"
  
  Felicity looked at the solo cup in her hand, just barely illuminated by the dim neon lights in the school basement. The color was hard to determine because of lighting, but there was some fruit at the top. It smelled--strong. Like alcohol. She was not allowed to have alcohol, and she also didn't know any of these people, nor the guy who just started insisting she try some after her questioning what the punch bowl had. He poured her a cup and practically stuffed it in her hands. She didn't catch the gleam of amusement in his eyes.
  
  She arrived at the party not too long ago, wearing the same thing she wore when she arrived that day: loose, dark jeans; a cropped black, gray, and white argyle patterned knitted tank; white sneakers; and a white hair tie around her wrist. Yes, that last one counts as an accessory, because she always wanted something handy in case she needed to tie up her hair, but she hardly ever actually used it. She was just find with her fro out and about.
  
  Her plan was to drop everything off at her dorm and meet her roommate and make a friend, but she got lost in the campus, and then got distracted, and by the time she arrived at her room it was empty. So, she dropped her suitcases off and went straight for the party, figuring that she didn't need to know people to have a good time. It was something new, after all, so where would the harm be?
  
  Her adventure was about to continue with her downing the mysterious drink from oddly enthusiastic stranger, but right before she could, a stream of red caught her eye.
  
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  "I gotta go," Felicity said, not paying attention to the frown on the stranger when she turned and started walking towards where it lead. She felt her heart pounding--and then she felt something else pounding. No, squeezing.
  
  The student gripped her arm and turned her back to face him.
  
  "Just drink it real quick, what are you afraid of?"
  
  "Nothing, I want to find my soulmate now. I got my string."
  
  "C'mon, trust me, downing Jungle Juice will definitely make that experience more fun,," he snickered. She didn't think he was lying, but she had a bigger priority right now, and drinking it all in a rush would ruin the experience.
  
  "I said I wanna go find my soulmate. Can't I just come back?"
  
  For some reason, this guy seemed to really wanted her to drink. But, she didn't want to--what is his problem?
  
  "Just try it, don't be a buzzkill!"
  
  "How is me waiting to try this later being a buzzkill?"
  
  "Do you think I'm stupid? You're just trying to run away. What, you think I spiked the thing or something? I didn't! What's your problem?"
  
  Felicity could see it. A shorter figure, not too far from her, connected to her string. She couldn't see her face with the lights and people around, but she wanted to talk to her already!
  
  "I said later!" she replied, exasperated. "Stop trying to force me!"
  
  "Force you?! Now you're just throwing accusations around! What the fuck?!"
  
  He nudged her, a little roughly. Ugh, when was the last time he brushed his mouth? It smelled like alcohol.
  
  
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  Kalel was dancing in the middle of the floor pretty contently with some random acquaintances he made only moments ago, surprised at how crazy the party was. Now, he had expected some alcohol, but he didn't realize there'd be so many fights and so much rowdiness.
  
  Well, they weren't anywhere near him, so he should be fine, right? Plus, most of them ended as soon as he noticed, so he doubted it'd be a problem, right? It was just an innocent party for dancing, and it was the first night. He doubted anything would get out of hand.
  
  He had arrived to the campus a bit late, and after dealing with the consequences of missing orientation, one of the first things he had been informed about was the party tonight. Of course that meant he had to change.
  
  He chose a sheer black button up with balloon sleeves, although it had quite a bit of silver glitter all over the design, making him literally shimmer on the dance floor. It was tucked in to his dark jeans and sequin belt, and his shoes were covered in silver sparkle as well. He just felt like shining today.
  
  All of his jewelry were also silver, which consisted of a few rings on each hand, a couple earrings, and his septum piercing. His neck was decorated with a velvet black choker, and his hair had been pulled up into a quaint little pineapple. Yeah, Kalel definitely came to party.
  
  In fact, he came to party so much that he didn't notice the red string that had formed around his finger. He had always been pretty bad at keeping aware of his surroundings, so it wasn't surprising--but still, pretty unfortunate, because he had been so excited to meet his soulmate in the first place. Even throughout the whole day, he had been checking his hands almost every other second. It seems excitement had swept him up and distracted him from his priorities.
  
  "I feel like I'm forgetting something," he murmed, pursing his lips slightly in thought as he slowed his movements. His dance floor buddies were confused and nudged him to join them again, but no, something was itching away at his mind-
  
  "Wait, I love this song!"
  
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  Evie kept up her smile, trying to put a little more...emotion into it as she listened to Ivy speak. She seemed like someone that Evie would get along with, as long as she'd be able to put up her lack of understanding in the emotion department. Perhaps they'd make a good team when talking to others too. She glanced over towards the table and towards the seating. It seemed like seating was where she could see more of the party, and maybe the music wasn't as loud, and hopefully no one would drunkingly stumble into them. "The seating sounds like a good idea," she said in her typical tone and walked alongside Ivy.
  
  "Good with your hands could technically be a power. Where I'm from a majority of people do have some sort of power, which is why I had asked. It's still a little weird that I'm in a different place but I'm still able to use all my technology and talk to my mom back home," she thought aloud before shaking her head. Best not bore the girl before they have a proper conversation, Evie really didn't want to push someone away within the first few minutes of meeting them. "I have the ability to control plants, and create small plants," she explained and cupped her hands as she started to grow come common ivy, which she thought was fit given the name, "It's almost like talking to them, in a way. Not really, but the plants won't budge if they don't want to," she finished as she handed Ivy the ivy.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Akira grabbed a small plate as she looked at all of the sweets, there were quite a few to choose from. She decided to stay clear of the punch, as she could smell the alcohol from here. Ooo! Cookies! She went to grab a couple and put them on her plate before suddenly she felt a small tug and she missed her plate. She looked down at her hands in confusion, wondering how the heck she just didn't see where to put her own cookie before she saw the red thread attacked to her fingers. How had she missed that? It's so pretty! She followed the thread to see...a very good looking person. Hoooly-that's her soulmate? She blinked and blushed lightly as she realized that she was definitely gawking at him. She put two cookies on her plate before walking over, why was he so far away anyway?
  
  Alright, so...is her soulmate a werewolf? She laughed softly at the irony-but enough of that! She had to think of something sweet to say so that his wrist doesn't have something stupid on it. What to say, what to say. Ok Akira, your mind is blank, there's literally no thoughts going through your brain right now. And now you're just standing in front of him and smiling-you probably have a creepy smile on right now calm down! She opened her mouth a couple of times, desperately trying to come up with something to say. How could she be this nervous? She's never been like this, "For the first time in my life, I do not know what to say," she heard herself saying. That's not cute at all!! Akira what the fuck! She quickly stuck her hand out to shake his hand, "I'm Akira, and I brought a cookie for you also, if you like them," she offered.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Nope. Nope nope nope nope. This is in fact the opposite of what Remi needs. More drinks. Drinks will make it better. That'll make everything better, right? Probably wrong but at this point her mind is swirling and at the center is a certain redhead. How do other people stand this? Constantly thinking about another person, not being able to escape them? I suppose most people wouldn't want to. How strange. Either way, she finds herself shaking her head at the notion of leaving to talk more. This girl seems sweet and all, but talking about her romantic interest is not how Remi wishes to spend the evening.
  
  "Nah, I'm just gonna drink until I can't remember his stupid face" She chuckles to herself, raising her drink once again. Hopefully the room will start to spin soon. That would mean she's getting somewhere close to where she wishes to be.
  
  "You're nice though. Too nice to be here I think" The girl smiles, running a hand through her hair. Maybe this school would be all right after all.
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  Calista's expression remains unchanged, though she seems to nod along with her soulmate's words. Fuck. The new word she has learned suddenly has more meaning.
  
  Weak. She can't help it. Her eyes trail over the man, taking in anything that would possibly be a weakness. The tails. She could easily snap the bones in one. However, as she speaks another weakness becomes prevalent. Her. Soulmates. He sees her as a weakness. She will not be one. She is never a weakness. Of course, she has her own weaknesses, but this isn't one of them. To assume that she would be a weakness is a oversight. It must be.
  
  To assume she knows nothing about his culture is correct, but the way he speaks about it irritates her. It's almost as if he is speaking down to her, like a child who knows nothing about him. And she doesn't. But no soulmates know anything about one another when they first meet, that doesn't make them special. It doesn't give them the right to be rude.
  
  Let bygones be bygones? She's never heard that phrase before but by context clues she gets the general gist. And no, she won't.
  
  "I'll never understand why people apologize when they don't mean it. And I am in a similar position to you. No one here understands me or my culture. For Dagda's sake, they've offended me time and again. However, I do not take that as a excuse to be rude. Our culture is not above theirs, and I do not understand them just as they don't understand me. Assuming otherwise, frankly makes you appear to be an ass soulmate. However, I will acknowledge your apology and accept it. I am simply attempting for you to see my perspective as well"
  
  She pauses, giving him a chance to take in her words. "My name is Calista, if you still care to know it"
  
  
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  Calista's expression remains unchanged, though she seems to nod along with her soulmate's words. Fuck. The new word she has learned suddenly has more meaning.
  
  Weak. She can't help it. Her eyes trail over the man, taking in anything that would possibly be a weakness. The tails. She could easily snap the bones in one. However, as she speaks another weakness becomes prevalent. Her. Soulmates. He sees her as a weakness. She will not be one. She is never a weakness. Of course, she has her own weaknesses, but this isn't one of them. To assume that she would be a weakness is a oversight. It must be.
  
  To assume she knows nothing about his culture is correct, but the way he speaks about it irritates her. It's almost as if he is speaking down to her, like a child who knows nothing about him. And she doesn't. But no soulmates know anything about one another when they first meet, that doesn't make them special. It doesn't give them the right to be rude.
  
  Let bygones be bygones? She's never heard that phrase before but by context clues she gets the general gist. And no, she won't.
  
  "I'll never understand why people apologize when they don't mean it. And I am in a similar position to you. No one here understands me or my culture. For Dagda's sake, they've offended me time and again. However, I do not take that as a excuse to be rude. Our culture is not above theirs, and I do not understand them just as they don't understand me. Assuming otherwise, frankly makes you appear to be an ass soulmate. However, I will acknowledge your apology and accept it. I am simply attempting for you to see my perspective as well"
  
  She pauses, giving him a chance to take in her words. "My name is Calista, if you still care to know it"
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  Those words bring Aurora out of her trance. Only moments, ago, she was in the world of her latest fantasy novel. She was falling in love with the main character, but at the same time, she was despising the negative traits and choices they made. It takes her a moment to realize what is happening, her eyes focusing in on the red thread which spans from her to her soulmate's finger. Oh. My. Goodness. Her soulmate. Is right there. The person she is meant to be with.
  
  He's absolutely stunning. He's tall, quite a bit taller than her, with shaggy brown hair and mischievous brown eyes. But now, in this moment, he seems so innocent. Like she holds his whole heart in her hands, as he has hers as well.
  
  Snapping out of her trance, she places her bookmark in her book and abruptly stands up, eyes wide. What does she do now? This is your first chance to make an impression, how does one even live up to this moment? No novels have prepared her for this moment. Her soulmate obviously has, with the flowers he holds.
  
  Shoot, she should've learned Spanish. She'll learn it for him. But how are they supposed to communicate right now? What does she even do in this situation?
  
  

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  Zunez was....a bit late for orientation. By that I mean she didn't go at all. She may have gotten on the wrong bus and lost her luggage. Oops? Luckily, she still made it in time for the party. That's what really matters. As soon as she walks in, she is about to find someone with a drink, but she immediately zones in on the thread around her finger.
  
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  ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING? HER FIRST MOMENT IN THIS SCHOOL AND THE BEST THING EVER HAPPENS!
  
  This is incredible. The other kids won't believe this. Her soulmate. Here.
  
  Following along the thread, she quickly sees him. The most handsome person ever. Of course, she can only see the back of his head, but he looks nice? You got this Zu. Be cool. She walks up to him, noting that she is a tiny bit taller than him. Adorable.
  
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[Dante Verren]

• Ivy Hardstone
• Finnabar Mac Canna
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  Location: School basement
  Interactions: Evie Cook ( Like-A-Moss )
  
  The girl's smile widened as Evie created the small plant and handed it over to her. Taking it in her hand she inspected it and indeed it was the real plant, and Ivy for Ivy. "My first gift from a new friend at my new school. Thank you Evie!" she chuckled as she carefully slid the plant into one of her various front pockets. "You know that's a really cool power. Controlling plants is already cool, but being able to create new ones in the palm of your hands is awesome!" The idea of creating something new from thin air was exciting to Ivy. As someone who liked to make things, an ability like that even if it was just too make small plants would have been a dream come true.
  
  Reaching the seating area Ivy quickly plopped down into one of the chairs and waited for Evie to sit down. Once they were both seated Ivy glanced down at the red string around her hand that led off into the crowd. She was curious about her soulmate and hopped that they were in the crowd, but she wasn't going to be like those rude girls and ditch someone, let alone when that person is her new friend. "So what type of plants can you make? Can you makes seeds as well and if you can make seeds can you make seeds for bigger plants but not the plants themselves?" Realizing that her curiosity was starting to get the better of her she gave a now sheepish smile. "Sorry for prying into it. Some people like talking about their powers others don't so if you don't want to talk about yours we can change the subject."
  
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  "What a load of fae shite" he cursed under his breath as he followed the seemingly never ending string towards his destination. So far tonight had not been going as he had imagined it. In his mind he was gonna show up at the party, have a little fun, get some drinks, have more fun, run into his soulmate, properly introduce himself this time, and then all was going to be jolly. All was not jolly, it was the exact opposite of jolly. So the grumpy Puca moved down the hallway's in a hurry once his stomach had settled with the determination to at least catch up to her. While it was uncertain of how this was going to go he would at least get his wish of catching up to her.
  
  Turning the corner Finn froze in place, just down the hall in all her radiance of beauty, power, and style.... was the woman that made his heart skip a beat both times he laid eyes on her. "Alright Finn you fecker, round two". he whispered to himself. Despite his best effort to look cool and composed, a dumb grin lit up his face as he picked up his pace. "Oi Aine, wait for me please" Until he learned her name he was going to call her Aine, as for now it was the most fitting thing he could compare her to, that and if he called her miss he was sure he was gonna get knocked on his ass. "I thought you would have been throwing shapes at the party" he said in his chipper tone to go along with his happy grin.
  
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  Location: The school Basement
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  Glancing at the time on her phone Jeanne side, she had been here long enough. Now she could retreat back to her room and retire fake Jeanne for the night. Rising up from her chair she felt a pang of hunger in her stomach, guess the waiting around had made her hungry. Deciding on grabbing some food before she headed back, the girl made her way over to teh snack table and began to browse the selection of food. Taking a plate she loaded it up with various sweets before moving over to grab a drink, hopefully something that didn't have alcohol in it. Instead of getting a drink she found herself playing witness to a rather uncomfortable confrontation. A girl who was obviously trying to leave was getting held back by a guy who was getting both a little to forceful and handsy. While the last thing Jeanne wanted was to get involved but if she didn't do anything this could come back and bite her in the ass.
  
  Setting her plate down she pulled up her phone and pointed the camera at the pair, while she didn't hit record her finger hovered over it just incase things started to get worse. Clearing her throat a bit she spoke up so the two of them could here her over the noise of the party. "First day of school and already trying to get yourself expelled, nice going buddy" She said in her fake cheerful tone. "So what's it gonna be? Are you going to let her go or do you want to keep digging your own grave"
  

 

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Poppy Sinclair

Foresight had never been one of Poppy Sinclair’s strong suits, and likely never would be. The possibility of missing most of her first day at Manchester, including orientation, hadn’t even crossed the girl’s mind when she decided to refuse both her father’s and mother’s separate offers to drive her to the academy. Instead of accepting her parents’ reliable rides to school, Poppy insisted on driving her old, beat up car that she’d saved up money to buy when she got her license. And so, until an hour ago, Miss Sinclair had been stranded on the side of the road after her car, ironically named Old Faithful, had broken down. And of course Poppy hadn’t remembered to charge her phone the night before, leaving her unable to call for help. Luckily, the school called her parents after she failed to check in, and her father discovered her 10 miles from campus after going looking for her.

Between being scolded by her father for not changing her oil, lectured by the principal for being late, and moving in all her belongings after dusk, Poppy hadn’t even had time to give soulmate threads a second thought. However, as she stepped into the dorms, bringing her within range of her potential soulmate, the spontaneous girl suddenly found a blue thread tied around her finger. After that, it didn’t take long for Poppy to shoo away her father by insisting she could handle the rest of putting away her things. Left to herself, Poppy paced her dorm room, staring at the blue thread with a deep frown as she wondered why it wasn’t red.

Patience also wasn’t one of Poppy’s strong suits, so knowing she had a soulmate but that he wasn’t hers yet, made her antsy. She didn’t want to wait for the future. She could hardly wait five minutes. Deciding that perhaps if the guy just met her, then maybe he’d figure his deal out and realize they were meant to be together now. It never occurred to Pop that maybe her soulmate had a red thread already, or had other reasons for not being ready. And so, armed with confidence and determination to win over her soulmate, Poppy started following the string to the guy she was someday meant to be with.

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  Evie let out a small smile as Ivy looked excited over the plant. She stopped for a moment as she called her her new friend. Has...Evie had a friend before? Does her mom count? She was never really sure. The thought of Ivy being her friend made her feel...warm in a way. She liked the feeling, whatever it was, so she gave a slightly bigger smile and nodded, "Of course, thank you." She hadn't really thought much of her power, but creatings something from nothing does seem really interesting when you put it like that.
  She gave Ivy her full attention. So, she was just as curious about things as she was. They really did have a lot in common. That's how you make friends right? Have things in common with them? She used to try, but most of the kids her age thought she was weird, so she'd always spent time outside instead. "Don't worry, you're just curious," she said nonchalantly, "Um, I can make any plant seed I believe. The biggest plant I'd been able to make was a 3 year old apple tree. But making my own plants like that uses my energy, so in theory I could probably make an older tree, but it'd take a lot of energy. Which could be dangerous. The plants I make myself are a lot easier to control than random ones out in the world. So that also plays into it. But I once took a dead tree and brought it back to life. But then I took a 6 hour nap and was still tired after."
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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Arthur
Location: Dorm Hallway
Interactions: Desert_Blossom

Arthur was surprised when Rosalyn refused to get him a fresh pair of pants. She was showing an ignorance of how a young woman was supposed to behave. Arthur wondered if the school made a mistake when it allowed her to enter. This wasn’t supposed to be a training school for disrespectful youths, but a place to match high minded individuals together. Arthur wasn’t interested in rehabilitating anyone. “It seems you need more than breathing techniques for you to learn proper manners.” Arthur said to her.

He left the basement. Maybe if she was away from him for a bit, she’ll realize how much she misses him, how lucky she is to have him and that could cause her to be more obedient. As he entered the dorm hallways, he ran into a cute brown haired girl. “What are you doing here my dear?” He said as he checked her out. “If you were at the dance, I’m sure I would have noticed you.” He smiled. "If you skipped the dance, then you are smarter than everyone else. The dance was full of very tedious and disrespectful people. My name is Arthur, and you are?”

 

[Dante Verren]

Ivy Hardstone
Location: School basement
Interactions: Evie Cook ( Like-A-Moss )


Ivy listened intently to Evie as she explained her plant power. While it wasn't anything too flashy it sounded simple, cool, and really practical. Overall the power to create something was really awesome. She began to imagine the different things you could do with a power like that and her smile grew as her imagination took control. "Wow that sounds awesome! You must have the best garden. Since you can grow an apple tree can you grow vegetables and other fruits as well?" If Evie was capable of growing fruits and vegetables then Ivy would have to get some from her. If Evie was okay with it, Ivy could make her mom's hardy stew, one of the few dishes that Ivy actually knew how to make. Her parents always told her that sharing food was a good way to make and keep friends.

Realizing she had mostly been the one asking questions, Ivy decided to mix it up a bit. "I could probably go on asking you about stuff all day, so do you want to ask me anything? Whether it's asking or answering I'm a mean question machine!" She chuckled lightly at her own little joke and prepared to answer any and all questions her friend might have for her.

 

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• Testsuya
• Vex
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  Tetsuya watched as his soulmate processed his information and then gave a response that utterly shocked him. "You take it being rude to simply demonstrate to a person they need to back off?" He laughed heartily while wiping a tear from his eye. "My dear, how long have you been interacting with humans? I assume you aren't one based off of your analysis of that situation." He knew that he was being rude NOW, but it was too damn funny to him. "Humans don't back off when they think they know what you want. If you look at their very history violence is their way of expressing who is right and wrong." Tetsuya finally calmed down as the woman introduced herself. "I was still interested in whom the cosmos had chosen as my partner. And now I know." He sighed a bit heavily while looking at her. "A beautiful flower transplanted into a world that would just as quickly burn her alive as it would shelter her from the depravities of that very same world." He smiled cheekily. "I'd call that a bit romantic and tragic simultaneously. As is the kitsune love-life." His eyes looked beyond Cal for a moment as he remembered the teachings of his great-grandfather before he ran away. "Cursed to love, but never have it." The words left his lips without thinking.
  
  Regaining his focus Tetsuya could feel himself finally returning to his easy-going nature. Surprisingly talking with someone so sheltered made him feel a lot better. "Now, considering you mentioned Dagda, I'd take it you're Celtic." He smiled deciding to try and move onto more pleasant topics. "Rather interesting to meet someone of the old faiths. Besides the school itself, what brings one like you out to the mortal world? Let alone this particular school." Tets was now letting his curiosity guide him.
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  Vex watched as the small cat walked up to him and the first words out of her mouth etched themselves into her arm. "For the first time in my life, I do not know what to say." Vex let out a small chuckle at her cute remark. "I'm Vex." He responded while taking the cookie she offered and nibbling at it. HIs face looked indifferent as he nibbled, but his tail swayed a bit to the sides. "I'd have come a bit closer, but my ears couldn't take the volume." He pointed at his canine ears that were till pressed back trying their best to keep the noise of the speakers from murdering his hearing. "I'm rather surprised that my soulmate's a cat though. Rather ironic wouldn't you say?" He chuckled a bit while scratching at the back of his head. He was definitely not used to interacting with people this much, let alone someone he was SUPPOSED to get a long with. Was this how social interactions usually went? Eh. Better just to go with the flow. "So, how do you like the school so far?" He could hardly hear his own voice over the music as everything continued to try and overwhelm his senses.
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  Shane chuckled as Julia mentioned he'd be embarrassed about being on the dancefloor with her. "Julia, I dance ballet to pop music. There's no way you could embarrass me like that. I just figured that there'd be too many people accidentally touching you." He shrugged as he started partaking in some of the snacks there and making sure to grab a cup of soda rather than anything alcoholic for Julia. She just didn't seem like the party type. "Here you go." He held out the cup to her. "It's just a soda, but considering over 90% of the drinks here have alcohol in them, I figured this was the best bet." He smiled as carefree as usual as he downed his own drink. A nice vodka with sprite. He could feel the warmth spread through him as he let himself come into his usual happy location.
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  Thalia was catching her breath out in the yard staring up into the sky. She was shaking like a leaf as her nerves tried to settle down. She'd nearly gone and just made a choice for someone else. She HATED the idea of forcing anything onto anyone. That would make her no better than her mother forcing Thalia onto him so she could go live her life. The thought of her mother angered Thalia and soon the shaking stopped as she tightened her fists, she could feel a small trickle of blood dribble between her digits as the frustration continued to swell. "Oi Aine, wait for me please." Of fucking course he shows up! Her thoughts were icy as she turned to see the small boy walking up towards here. "I thought you would have been throwing shapes at the party."
  
  "I was. But sometimes the attention of unwanted cretons is difficult to handle." She knew she wasn't being fair to the boy right now, but him just approaching her while she was trying to compose herself wasn't exactly something she had expected or wanted. "What about you? Shouldn't you be enjoying the party? Feasting on whatever snacks someone would give a stray dog." She remember him turning from a dog into a person earlier that day. Honestly if he stayed as the dog all the time, she wouldn't be too upset by his presence. But the only reason he was tailing her so much was that damned blue thread at their hands. And then she remembered what she'd just nearly done and felt a weight in the pit of her stomach. Do I tell him? No. That'd probably just upset him again like earlier. Her mind began to fight itself on whether or not to tell the boy that she'd nearly had their thread cut without his say. The thoughts consuming her to the point that she didn't even speak anymore, ort seem to notice her soulmate talking.
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  Perhaps the seer had taken pity upon the pinkette… Or perhaps he had seen the Arthur-induced fury in Rose’s eyes and took her words about preventing a murder to heart… Or perhaps he could see that fate had made a mistake in matching the two “soulmates” and wanted to correct things… Whatever his reason for deciding to risk breaking the rules to release the distraught strawberry blonde from her poorly matched soulmate was, Rose didn’t care. All that mattered was that he agreed, and as Arthur walked away after insulting Rose’s manners, the thread that bound them was unceremoniously severed.
  
  It happened swiftly, and before Rose could doubt her decision, the red thread was no more. She gasped a little, half in surprise that it was so simple and half in anticipation of some kind of feeling or pain… But Rosalyn Wilder felt… nothing. A small part of her feared that she’d feel regret, or a sense of loss, or injury when her soulmate thread was cut, but she felt no different. Only when she held up her hand and gazed at the limp remnants of a black thread that dangled from her finger did the emotions finally start to wash over her. Emotions primarily consisting of relief and freedom. Whatever the punishment or ramifications would be from cutting her thread, they were worth it. A smile crept onto Rose’s face for the first time that day since running into Nicolai, and she turned with sparkling eyes to thank the seer for saving her… but he was gone.
  
  Rose glanced around the party for a moment, trying to spot her savior, but he’d seemingly disappeared into thin air- like a fairy godfather of sorts. Making a promise to herself to one day find the mysterious boy and thank him properly, the pinkette allowed herself to relax a little bit and celebrate her new independence. After all, there was a party happening around her and a drink was in order! It was then, as she walked to the by now spiked punch bowl and reached out to grab a cup, that she noticed the flash of blue tied around her once bare hand.
  
  Rose’s heart skipped a beat, and she froze, eyes cemented on the blue thread that led away to some new soul who belonged to her future. The relief that she’d enjoyed just seconds earlier suddenly seized up, and the young woman was consumed by a cocktail of emotions. Fear, annoyance, curiosity, and maybe even a little hope overwhelmed Rose as she realized she hadn’t fully escaped fate’s grasp. There was another student at Manchester that, for better or worse, would be in her life. The pinkette just prayed he wasn’t anything like Arthur. For both their sakes.
  
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  Poppy had been ready to trek across campus if needed to find her future soulmate, but she didn’t actually need to go far. Just as she left the girls dorm and made her way into the main hallway, she nearly collided with a guy. A cute guy! A cute guy that happened to be attached to her by a bright blue thread. Poppy’s eyes lit up as she spied the thread tied around the guy’s finger and she opened her mouth to introduce herself and begin her speech on why he should be her soulmate now… but he spoke first.
  
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  Immediately Poppy felt her arm tingle, and she glanced down to see her soulmate’s first words beginning to appear on her exposed skin. A giddy squeal escaped Pop’s lips and she flushed a little, noticing Arthur check her out. For a moment she suddenly regretted not changing or showering before setting out to find her guy, realizing she might not look so great after being stranded for most of the day. But when Arthur said he would have noticed her at the dance, Poppy uncharacteristically twirled her fingers through one of her pigtails. “You are too cute!” She chirped, happy that Arthur wasn’t disappointed with her appearance. “But yeah, you definitely would have noticed me at the dance, one way or another!” She added, holding up her hand with the blue thread tied to it. She was about to admit she’d been looking for him when Arthur introduced himself. “Arthur… like King Arthur of Camelot! I’m Poppy, Poppy Sinclair. Nice to meet you!”
  
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  Evie nodded, "Yes, I can. My mother has a raspberry bush back home that I grew. I didn't know how big of a vase I was allowed to bring, otherwise I was going to grow one for here too. They're my favorite," she explained.
  Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked deep in thought, "Do I have questions?" she mumbled to herself. It had been easy getting along with Ivy when she was the one answering her questions, but you're not supposed to make everything about yourself, so she should definitely ask her some also. But it can't be about powers....She hummed for a moment, "You said you are half dwarf and that you are good with your hands? Are you a builder?" Ivy hadn't understood what that had meant at the beginning, but it seemed they both would be a curious group, "I've never met a dwarf before."
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Akira laughed softly, "It definitely is ironic." She smiled as he asked her about the school, "Oh it seems really nice to far, and my roomate is super sweet. Have you been able to meet yours yet?" she asked. She then cut him off before he could answer, "Oh, and if you'd like, we can go walk outside?" she offered, "I'm sure mine aren't as sensitive as yours, but the music definitely is loud." She took a smell step towards the door, waiting to see if Vex would want to join or not, and let him also continue on speaking.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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[Dante Verren]

• Finnabar Mac Canna
• Ivy Hardstone

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  "Aye getting a bad dose of attention from dosser's can be pretty annoying. " he said nodding in sympathy with the girl. "I was at the party myself, but got caught up helping a lass deal with one hell of an eejit. After it was pretty much resolved I came looking for you." he said frowning a bit at the still very recent fiasco he had involved himself in. shaking the frown away he went back to smiling. "The hound form is nice, but not much of a person for scraps. Instead I like to give a lash on my own. My cat form is much better for doing that." As he spoke he shifted into his cat form and struck a few poses before shifting back into his human form, satisfied with the presentation of his second animal form.
  
  It was at this point that he realized she wasn't really paying attention to him. She seemed off in her own world, like something was wrong , or something was eating her up. He dropped his ear to ear grin for a reassuring smile. Walking around so he was standing in front of her and crouched down. Squatting on the ground he tried to get her attention. "Oi, what's wrong Aine? If you need to get a load off your back you have a Mac Canna in front of you. I will listen to what ever you got on your mind"
  
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  Ivy sat up fully straight and filled with pride as Evie asked her about being a builder. "Yep! My dad is a dwarf and a mechanic. He loves to work with his hands and on machines, so I got that from him. We have still have my dad's first truck that we work on as a family! Everyone pitches in and we do general maintenance, cleaning ,etc. It's pretty old but ever since I was little I have loved coming up with ideas to make it more powerful so it can still compete with new modern vehicles." Ivy's voice came out quickly and full of pride. She didn't even try and hold back her feelings towards the vehicle. For Ivy that truck was a key part of their family, it was the center piece for many of the Hardstone's most joyful moments, and it was the birthplace of her creativity.
  
  "In general I like making things. I have whole notebooks dedicated to random stuff I have made. Basically none of it actually turns out right but that is part of the fun. Most of the time you make something and it doesn't go right. So you go back to the drawing board and get to have the fun of everything over again." Ivy chuckled as she finished her little joyful outburst. "I get really excited when people ask me about stuff related to building. Sorry if I startled you at all."
  

 

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Arthur
Location: Dorm Hallway
Interactions: Desert_Blossom

Arthur was taken back by Poppy’s giddy squeal. He’s been used to Rosalyn’s cool indifference, dealing with childish enthusiasm is a welcome change.

You are too cute!

Those words are his soulmates words printed on his arm. “Truer words have never been spoken.” He said with a grin. “I would have noticed you, would you have noticed me?” Arthur said. “Your first words to me clearly answers that." Arthur put his arm out where her first words were written on his arm.

Arthur has heard comparisons to King Arthur and he continues to enjoy those comparisons. The reason those comparisons are made is of course just due to his name, but Arthur likes to believe its because King Arthur was known for being good looking and charming, which is what Arthur thinks about himself. “I’m like King Arthur, only better looking.” He joked. He couldn’t think of any comparisons for her name, so instead he said. “Poppy, like your personality and enthusiasm just pops out.”

I did it!

Arthur wasn’t sure what this was referring to, but he figured random outburst of enthusiasm is better than random outbursts of anger. “Would you like to see our room?” Arthur asked her and held out his hand towards her. He figured she probably knew that she has a separate dorm, but there’s no harm in trying.

 

[MasterJuann]

• Genesis
• Jay
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  Genesis nodded with a short shrug, deciding that no good would come from pushing her. No good came from her using alcohol to ignore her problems like it seems, either--a familiar sight that Gene could usually gauge from a single conversation at a party like this one--but it wasn't Gene's business to dictate her intake. She didn't seem the dumb type; it was probably a very conscious decision of hers. Genesis could only stay by her side to make sure things don't get out of hand when she actually does get drunk.
  
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  She smiled lightly at her compliment, murmuring a thank you and taking another sip from her drink. Well, until it gets to the point that this girl can't walk, they should probably have some fun.
  
  "To the dance floor, then?"
  
  
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  He felt the matching word appear on his wrist, and although he had been internally kicking himself with a poker face just moments before, a grin appeared as soon as he saw it. It only widened when he heard her words--ah, she doesn't think he speaks English. That makes sense, he did choose to open in another language after all, in a place where it was clearly a minority. He should probably clear the misunderstanding.
  
  ...but, where's the fun in that? He really wanted to see how she'd react when she realizes the truth.
  
  "Perdon, pero solo hablo espanol. ¿Quiere bailar?"*
  
  He held his hand out for her to take, nodding his head at the dance floor with a soft smile on his face. He did his best to be inconspicuous, but there was no hiding the excited gleam in his eyes.
  
  
  
  
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  "Oh, um, thank you!" she said, touched by his thoughtfulness from the dance floor all the way up to her drink. She was about to ask him about him doing ballet, but then he mentioned alcohol, and her interest was immediately piqued.
  
  "Ninety percent? Does that include--your drink?" she asked hesitantly, looking at the cup in his hands in curiousity. "...can I, um, maybe have a tiny sip? Just to try?"
  
  Her words got smaller as she went on, pinching her thumb and forefinger together with a small scrunch of her nose to emphaize just how tiny she was talking, as if it'd persuade him a little more. She's never done this before, and of course she knew it wasn't right for her to have alcohol at such a young age, but a small sip couldn't hurt, right? This was her first high school party, just like in the movies! She had to commit to her mission of a true, authentic experience!
  
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  "I mean, of course, if you're comfortable! I can, um, just get a new one, if that's what you prefer, I just meant--uh..."
  
  She just wanted to try alcohol in general, and she kind of just--forgot that they just met. Was that weird? What if he gets put off by her asking to share a drink? Really, she didn't mind either way, she can get her own, but also it'd be a waste since she knows she won't have the whole thing, or at least won't let herself have the whole thing-
  
  
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  "What do you mean? She's not recording," Felicity said, leaning over to look at the phone and confirm her statement. Yup, definitely no recording there?
  
  "...what?" he said after a moment, swaying in place. "...fuck you bitches. I don't have time for this."
  
  The drink he was trying to give her ended up spilling as he turned and headed back, landing on a few people. None of them were Felicity, though, so she just turned to the girl that came to her aide.
  
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  "Yes?" Kalel questioned as soon as he felt someone tapping his shoulder, not really registering the tingling on his arm until after the letters had already formed. He met eyes with the woman who spoke, and quite literally was his breath taken away.
  
  He sucked in a breath just from instinct, not expecting someone so attractive to be calling his attention. She had him so distracted, in fact, that he didn't even realize that the red on his finger had long since appeared, or that it was leading right to her, or that he now had a fresh tattoo to hide from his parents.
  
  He gaped at her for a moment, before his mouth started moving before his mind, as it often does.
  
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calista piereni

MOOD: soulmate lowkey hot
LOCATION: mentally? not fucking here
OUTFIT: petals.
TAGS: Kiroshiven
MENTIONS: Tets

Cal finds herself somewhat smiling at her soulmate, though a few minutes ago she would've never thought that was possible. But seeing him smile brings a warmth to her, one she's never felt before. But, as all things, it fades before she even can get accustomed to the feeling it fades. Cursed to love, but never have it? As far as Cal is concerned, that is not true whatsoever. If someone loves her and deserves to be loved in return, then she will reciricate that feeling. If she won't love him, then he doesn't truly love her. Theoretically of course.

As he asks why she is here, her mood drops even further, though she isn't sure it's possible. Such a statement reminds her of the battles going on at home. The war that has been her life for the past few years. Living without that strategy feels like living without air. And it only has been a few hours. As other would say, fuck.

"I am a diplomat of sorts. My role is to show people our human side, so to speak"

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Cal finds herself somewhat smiling at her soulmate, though a few minutes ago she would've never thought that was possible. But seeing him smile brings a warmth to her, one she's never felt before. But, as all things, it fades before she even can get accustomed to the feeling it fades. Cursed to love, but never have it? As far as Cal is concerned, that is not true whatsoever. If someone loves her and deserves to be loved in return, then she will reciricate that feeling. If she won't love him, then he doesn't truly love her. Theoretically of course.

As he asks why she is here, her mood drops even further, though she isn't sure it's possible. Such a statement reminds her of the battles going on at home. The war that has been her life for the past few years. Living without that strategy feels like living without air. And it only has been a few hours. As other would say, fuck.

"I am a diplomat of sorts. My role is to show people our human side, so to speak"

 

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  "It takes a lot for me to be startled, but passion isn't something that'll do that. One day could I see your journals? I can show you some of mine for plants," she knew that sometimes people liked to get things in return, but she was really curious about the different things that Ivy had made, "How long does it usually take you to build something?" Something she's learned about herself is that she likes watching people when they talk about their passion, she tries to do that with everyone she meets, because then it becomes easier to find them gifts for their birthdays.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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[Dante Verren]

Ivy Hardstone
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Ivy paused for a moment as as Evie basically asked if they could exchange journals, rarely did anyone have any interest in them... let alone have their own and want to exchange. Breaking from her pause, she nodded rather excitedly "I would love to see yours! I don't know much about plants but I bet I could learn a lot from them. Mine our a bit of a jumbled mess each one is for something completely unrelated then the last, but I can probably make a key for it to help. I could also try organizing them around to make them easier to read as well. " Ivy was getting giddy just thinking about having another person to have to talk about her passion. She was also excited to learn more about Evie's own plants. She wasn't expecting to find a friend like that here at the school, but now that it was happening she was already glad she had come to Manchester.

Ivy realized that she hadn't answered the last question. "Right how long it takes for me to build.... hmmm that is a good question. Honestly it just depends on what martials I have, what I had in mind, and how much time I have to work on it. Some projects can take a day others can take a month or maybe even a year. The key is not to rush it. It's fine if it doesn't come out perfect, but If I rush it then I wouldn't have been taking it seriously. I want to put my full attention into what ever I am making so even when it isn't perfect, I will still know I did as well as I could and can learn how to improve it. Thanks for talking with me Evie, I know I kind of talked to you out of no where and you probably want to find your soulmate, but this is fun."