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The Waves of the Autumn Dove (Narumi & VaticanCameos)

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Eliot was wandering through the busy halls that were almost an ocean of children and other students. He finally enters the PE changing room, his first lesson was PE, and they were currently doing dodgeball. He hated the subject because people often hit in the face, even though it was against the rules. He knew that his classmates loved to see him angry, because he'd lash out so easily. He begins to undress as he gets into his PE kit, growling at the thought to himself.
 
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Alex let the flow of other children push him along, no longer trying to resist on the way to his lesson. PE. He hated PE. He either had to stay in the back to avoid being forced to do too much work or get hit, or was pushed to the front to be a human meat shield. Personally he formed the latter. By the time he'd stopped thinking about this he was outside the changing room. He entered, opting, as always, to change away from where everyone else congregated.
 
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Jasper wanders into the hall with his arms crossed, his face was stern as he hated the subject throughly. The teacher began to split the each up into teams, sadly he had been out in a team that were the first up to play, and were against a group of well but jocks, typically the ones that threw balls at his face.
 
He was on the jocks team. The teacher was obviously trying to even things out, but Alex would rather have been on the other team. Here, he had a clear target, someone he was supposed to aim at, someone he was supposed to try and annoy for the jock to laugh at. The face. They always aimed for his face, didn't they? Alex wouldn't be the same. When the whistle was blown and the game began balls were gathered, thrown at the other boys face. Alex, kindly, aimed for around his stomach or legs.
 
Eliot didn't try at all and dodged each ball that was thrown at him. Although how jerky it sounded, he just watched the game and didn't bother to help much. Once he was nearly hit in the face and had, had enough he grabbed a ball and then threw it hard at a jock's face, some blood was shed as he was thrown backwards at the inhuman strength.
 
The game bored him, as balls rarely came over to him, and those that did he was told where to throw by the jocks. And then there was blood and complaining and muttering. The others rushed over to their injured team mate while Alex stood still, looking at the jock, then the guy who threw the ball. E... something? How could a guy so small in comparison do that much damage? Weird. Maybe he was one of thise secretly strong people that always suprise everyone...
 
Eliot watches and then he sighed, rolling his eyes. What was the point in trying? He knew he would get hit anyways by the jocks. He began to wander back out of the gym and towards the toilets, sitting down in one of the stalls as he waited for the lesson to end.
 
The boy just left. Nobody really noticed him leave. And if they didn't notice the other boy leave, they wouldn't notice him leave. Or so Alex hoped as he followed the boy out of the gym and into the toilets. "Hello?" He questioned as the door swung shut behind him and he looked at the row of stalls.
 
Eliot sat in the stall in his wolf form, a graceful golden wolf. He made sure to lock the stall as he sat there. His ears flickered up at the sound of someone's voice but he didn't answer.
 
Alex walked along the row of stalls, pushing open the door of each one, until he reached one that didn't open. He knocked against it, waited a moment, then stepped back and leant against the wall. "You know it's kinda rude to ignore me. So.... Hello?" Alex tried again, hoping to get some response from the intriguing boy.
 
Eliot's eyes narrowed as he sat, perched on the toilet seat. He couldn't help but make a soft growling noise to the boy, only a quiet one but a firm one. He hoped that the boy would find it odd and then instantly would go away. He curls up into a little ball, not prepared to exit the bathroom stall yet.
 
A growl came from the closed stall and caused Alex's eyebrow to raise. Things were just getting weirder now. But if Eliot was going to be stubborn and wait, then so would Alex. "I can wait all day." He shrugged, leaning against the wall, eyes trained on the stall door. "It's not like I'm gonna bite or anything."
 
(Sorry! Dx)


Eliot stayed still, in a small curled ball on top of the toilet lid that had been closed. He waited, and waited. Was the guy still there? Soon he began to feel uncomfortable and cramped, he switches back into his human form and decides to head out of the stall. He opens it and turns to the boy in front of him. "What do you want?" He snaps.
 
(It's okayyyy)


Alex's head snapped up as Eliot finally exited the stall. "Ah, took your time." He said sarcastically as he pushed himself off the wall. "No need to be so rude, I just thought you looked kinda annoyed and alone..." He shrugged lightly, running a hand through his hair with a slight frown. "Alex, by the way."
 

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