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Fantasy MoonSpell Academy For Supernaturals (Open!)

Ein felt really relaxed and he wondered when the song would end, though he didn't want it to end. It was very therapeutic, and felt Lucy cuddling against him. He had this feeling that he never really felt before, it was some sort of warmth that filled him with life. Strangely, it was one of the those moments for him where he wished it would never end.
 
"Well isn't this magical?" Rilli remarked, noticing all the cuddling going on. "Should I head down to the cafe and grab milkshakes for you two? Maybe get one with two straws?"


Everything was going so well, and now suddenly she was a third wheel. This happened often enough. There was always one friend out of the three that had to occupy the third wheel position. Rilli guessed it would be her. Although, it was really too quick to judge. Maybe Lucy was just a cuddly person. It would be fun to tease them about this, whatever the case may truly be.
 
Ein was instantly out of focus when he heard Rilli. "Er.. well I guess that would be nice to get some milkshakes." He told her awkwardly as the entire situation sort of fell out of balance to him. Though he really didn't know what to say as he just came out of focus from listening in.
 
"You get back to your spaced out Nirvana," Rilli chided playfully, putting her hands on her hips. "I'll go grab you guys your milkshakes."


With that, she flew off, headed towards the cafe. Hopefully it was open by now.
 
She would stop and take a breath, getting up she'd see people by the door. She'd let a panicked squeak out, a pair of white cat ears and tail with a pink bow and bell popping out of her body out of embarrassment. She'd grab her suitcase and open the door, bowing in apology and went to run out.
 
she'd blink once then twice as she stopped and turned to look at the female. 'How do you know my name...?'
 
Lucy smiles and hugs her tightly "you were still about 3 when I saw you last so you wouldn't remember but I'm your older sister" she lets go and smiles at Lottie.
 
Lorries would have tears gathering in her eyes. She had lost her mother and father in a plane fire last year, some weird purple fire had blown the plane up as they were flying back to Cornwall from a romantic inn in Italy. Lottie's biological father had ran off after her birth and her mother met her late step father 3 years after.
 
Lucy sees the tears and hugs Lottie "did our dad not tell u about me?" She rubs Lottie's back "well I'm actually ur half sister we have different mothers our dad had an affair with a succubus and that's how I was born"
 
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Ein decided to stay silent as he witnessed what seemed to be a reunion between two family members. He thought that I was nice for the two to meet, and he didn't want to interrupt them. So he stood there for a bit.
 
she'd shake her head, wiping stray tears away. "mum said dad left after I was born. She met another person 3 years later. They both died last year."
 
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She'd mumble her name shyly, the bell on her tail jingling with every movement.
 
"Hey I've got something u might like" pulls out a picture of Lucy holding Lottie with Their dad and Lottie's mom standing behind them "here" hands her the picture.


Lucy stands there remembering the day she left
 
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Lucy looks away sadly "I'm sorry I never came to see u. Dad sent me with my mom because my succubus powers where all out of control so I left so I could learn to control it"
 
He wondered if he should speak up or do something, but he decided he should at least say his greetings.


"Hello there. Your name was Lottie right?" Ein said to Lottie with a warm smile on his. "It's nice to meet you."
 
She'd smile at her half sister then nod "it's alright" she'd then turn to Ein and bow politely. "It is nice to meet you."
 
Adam stands on the roof of the school...his usual spot,in the center,littered with cigarette butts


His violin rests on his shoulder...and he plays,the melody is quick and sounds erratic,at times notes overlap and blend sounding more like a heavy metal guitarist than a violin,but elegant.


He has his eyes closed,his hand a blur,holding a lit cig lazily between his lips. He plays...and plays


@whoever hears
 

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