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Fantasy Trinity Crescent School For The Talented *Main* ( Closed )

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Albright didn’t really like the whole situation of watching someone in no way like Chelsea possessing her. “You don’t really like to hide your desires, do you...” he sighed, looking away until the amulet was away from Chelsea. He knew when it happened because he felt her fall against him, and then slowly blink back awake. Chelsea was turning the flower over in her hand, as if she was trying to remember what had just happened. She obviously wasn’t harmed, she just had to pull herself together. She slid back onto the floor, handing a petal of the flower to Albright, who changed it into a pill. There was always a quick rush of euphoria whenever he changed something, but he pulled himself together. “You seem awfully amazed.” he said to Bright, while Chelsea just seemed a little confused.
"Well, what's the point in hiding such desires? I had a pair of huge breasts not too long ago and... The amount of flora. To imagine that much on a daily basis. Wouldn't you be as well?" Bright commented on Chelsea's ability to see that much flora no one else can see. She then pulled herself together and had to get passed that point. "Anyway, the theory was proven true. I suppose I benefited more from it than you both, so if you wish, next meal's on me." Bright offered since she had already treated Lily her breakfast not too long ago. She seemed to have a tendency to treat people to meals and such. It was probably her way of making friends the fastest.
 
"Well, what's the point in hiding such desires? I had a pair of huge breasts not too long ago and... The amount of flora. To imagine that much on a daily basis. Wouldn't you be as well?" Bright commented on Chelsea's ability to see that much flora no one else can see. She then pulled herself together and had to get passed that point. "Anyway, the theory was proven true. I suppose I benefited more from it than you both, so if you wish, next meal's on me." Bright offered since she had already treated Lily her breakfast not too long ago. She seemed to have a tendency to treat people to meals and such. It was probably her way of making friends the fastest.
Chelsea had pretty much figured out what had happened over time, and she was awake again. “I got used to it.” she admitted . Beckett just looked at his watch, “We have a room near the office that is almost an exact representation of what she sees every day.” he said. It was a small closet, but it was coated in flowers. When Bright was talking about how she benifitted more than they had, Beckett waved the new pill between his fingers. “I’d say we benifitted a little bit as well.” he smiled, “But I can’t decline free food.” Chelsea nodded next to him. She looked back down at the new flower, pulling a syringe out of her pocket and placing a petal in it. She placed it next to Albright, who shook his head. “I understand you’re excited, but we can’t have any injuries right now” He pushed it away. Chelsea made a small pout, putting the syringe away and sitting back down.
 
Chelsea had pretty much figured out what had happened over time, and she was awake again. “I got used to it.” she admitted . Beckett just looked at his watch, “We have a room near the office that is almost an exact representation of what she sees every day.” he said. It was a small closet, but it was coated in flowers. When Bright was talking about how she benifitted more than they had, Beckett waved the new pill between his fingers. “I’d say we benifitted a little bit as well.” he smiled, “But I can’t decline free food.” Chelsea nodded next to him. She looked back down at the new flower, pulling a syringe out of her pocket and placing a petal in it. She placed it next to Albright, who shook his head. “I understand you’re excited, but we can’t have any injuries right now” He pushed it away. Chelsea made a small pout, putting the syringe away and sitting back down.
Just watched the two conversed since Albright had agreed on the offer. She smiled and shrugged before she got curious about the syringe. "So... How do you know whether the flora Chelsea gathers is harmful or not? It seems like you gotta run it through a lab rat or something." Bright asked before she checked the computer for Ene and the ghost, wondering what they were doing. Surely, the ghost was still braiding Ene's hair like last time. Perhaps there was a different scene by now?
 
Just watched the two conversed since Albright had agreed on the offer. She smiled and shrugged before she got curious about the syringe. "So... How do you know whether the flora Chelsea gathers is harmful or not? It seems like you gotta run it through a lab rat or something." Bright asked before she checked the computer for Ene and the ghost, wondering what they were doing. Surely, the ghost was still braiding Ene's hair like last time. Perhaps there was a different scene by now?
Albright seemed a little shaky at the question. "It's easier to demonstrate then talk about." he wasn't sure whether that was the correct way to word it or not. It's not like they hid it very well, the bandaids on Chelsea's arms clearly stood out. "Animals are hard to use to find exact effects. Sometimes they have different results rather than just killing. So...well, we use humans." he leaned back in the chair, throwing one of his arms behind it. Ene was doing fine, though she looked like she was suffering. Since Endelyn was in the body of an eight-year-old, she wanted something to do, and, for whatever reason, playing with her hair seemed to be just that. Right now, Ene's hair was pulled out of the ponytails, something that had never happened before, and it was being combed by a somewhat translucent girl behind her.
 
Albright seemed a little shaky at the question. "It's easier to demonstrate then talk about." he wasn't sure whether that was the correct way to word it or not. It's not like they hid it very well, the bandaids on Chelsea's arms clearly stood out. "Animals are hard to use to find exact effects. Sometimes they have different results rather than just killing. So...well, we use humans." he leaned back in the chair, throwing one of his arms behind it. Ene was doing fine, though she looked like she was suffering. Since Endelyn was in the body of an eight-year-old, she wanted something to do, and, for whatever reason, playing with her hair seemed to be just that. Right now, Ene's hair was pulled out of the ponytails, something that had never happened before, and it was being combed by a somewhat translucent girl behind her.
"That's... Aren't you afraid that these effects would harm Chelsea and maybe permanently cause damage?" Bright asked now worried about Chelsea's well being. So far, it looks like she's been fine the entire time. But she just wondered what happened if things go wrong? Has their luck just been insanely good or something? She was also sort of taken back by Ene's interaction with the girl that it seemed perfectly normal. Though, maybe being played like a doll isn't... Perfectly normal...
 
"That's... Aren't you afraid that these effects would harm Chelsea and maybe permanently cause damage?" Bright asked now worried about Chelsea's well being. So far, it looks like she's been fine the entire time. But she just wondered what happened if things go wrong? Has their luck just been insanely good or something? She was also sort of taken back by Ene's interaction with the girl that it seemed perfectly normal. Though, maybe being played like a doll isn't... Perfectly normal...
"Trust me, I'm terrified of that happening." Albright placed the pill he had been holding into his pocket. "One of the main reasons we're here is because we have access to healing magic and the flowers that are created by it." he pointed at a pastel pink flower in one of the bags. "That's our last resort. It's incredibly rare, but it can flush most toxins out of the body, whether they're in the blood or any other part of the body." He slumped in the chair. "I wish I could do this without having to deal with the consequences of it." he frowned, looking over at Chelsea, who was just examining the flowers. Ene still looked like she was suffering, a forced smile on her face. Maybe that's what Endelyn meant when she told Ene she would pay. She wasn't going to hurt her, just make her life miserable whenever she could.
 
"Trust me, I'm terrified of that happening." Albright placed the pill he had been holding into his pocket. "One of the main reasons we're here is because we have access to healing magic and the flowers that are created by it." he pointed at a pastel pink flower in one of the bags. "That's our last resort. It's incredibly rare, but it can flush most toxins out of the body, whether they're in the blood or any other part of the body." He slumped in the chair. "I wish I could do this without having to deal with the consequences of it." he frowned, looking over at Chelsea, who was just examining the flowers. Ene still looked like she was suffering, a forced smile on her face. Maybe that's what Endelyn meant when she told Ene she would pay. She wasn't going to hurt her, just make her life miserable whenever she could.
Bright nodded at Beckett's explanation. However... He thought of one alternative. But if it were to be implemented, it'd be a long process. "Y'know... In my former work I was a researcher from a heavily secretive foundation. We usually researched objects that the public should not be able to be exposed to. And it's things that fall out of the concept of normal. Like for example, a hard to destroy reptile, a moving fucking cement peanut that could snap your neck. A key that opens any lock in the world and you get the point from then on after. Most of the items that we have to keep secured and contain... They most likely are able to kill you." He then started to think a bit more on how to offer Beckett a solution without having to stick syringes into his daughter anymore. "Of course, we have to research it to understand it so we can prevent any more deaths coming from it. So we have are D-Class inmates. Pretty much prisoners who are on Death Row mostly, given amnestics so they forget who they are and we just throw them as our lab rats." Bright then gave a somewhat sadistic smile. "What I'm offering is, a long process to deliver your pills to the foundation and we can use D-Class inmates that we have absolutely no concern over their safety and value as a person and tell you the results afterwards. It doesn't cost us any damage and the D-Class roll in by the second for reasons I cannot explain or give." Bright then shrugged before looking at Beckett directly. "To me, it sounds like a terribly great deal. You get to know what pill is harmful or not through a thorough and detailed description of what the pill does, and Chelsea doesn't have to shove a needle into her arm anymore. Of course, we'll just waste more D-Class, but they're just gonna rot in their cells anyway since we don't use them for much because there's barely any tests we need to run anyway. So, what do you say?" Bright asked as she offered him a hand shake. It'd be totally fine if he refused or accepted, but this sort of transaction... It seemed beyond illegal to the average person.
 
Bright nodded at Beckett's explanation. However... He thought of one alternative. But if it were to be implemented, it'd be a long process. "Y'know... In my former work I was a researcher from a heavily secretive foundation. We usually researched objects that the public should not be able to be exposed to. And it's things that fall out of the concept of normal. Like for example, a hard to destroy reptile, a moving fucking cement peanut that could snap your neck. A key that opens any lock in the world and you get the point from then on after. Most of the items that we have to keep secured and contain... They most likely are able to kill you." He then started to think a bit more on how to offer Beckett a solution without having to stick syringes into his daughter anymore. "Of course, we have to research it to understand it so we can prevent any more deaths coming from it. So we have are D-Class inmates. Pretty much prisoners who are on Death Row mostly, given amnestics so they forget who they are and we just throw them as our lab rats." Bright then gave a somewhat sadistic smile. "What I'm offering is, a long process to deliver your pills to the foundation and we can use D-Class inmates that we have absolutely no concern over their safety and value as a person and tell you the results afterwards. It doesn't cost us any damage and the D-Class roll in by the second for reasons I cannot explain or give." Bright then shrugged before looking at Beckett directly. "To me, it sounds like a terribly great deal. You get to know what pill is harmful or not through a thorough and detailed description of what the pill does, and Chelsea doesn't have to shove a needle into her arm anymore. Of course, we'll just waste more D-Class, but they're just gonna rot in their cells anyway since we don't use them for much because there's barely any tests we need to run anyway. So, what do you say?" Bright asked as she offered him a hand shake. It'd be totally fine if he refused or accepted, but this sort of transaction... It seemed beyond illegal to the average person.
Beckett nodded, but he had to think before he said anything. "That's great and all, but that won't exactly keep me from testing things on her. It would be nice to know the results on most other users, but it's not like I'm going to wait whenever my mind enters that state." he pointed out. "As much as I'd like to accept, I have to decline for now. You seem to be telling me that your foundation is heavily secretive, and I don't have anything saying that I'll get anything the researchers don't use back. In other words, it just feels sketchy" he looked at the pill in his pocket again. Chelsea listened with vague interest, seeming to get a little more excited when amnestics were mentioned. Wherever memory loss was, flowers that could cure and cause it thrived, they hadn't gotten any recently, mostly due to being at a school, where most people didn't lose their memories too often. She looked back down, at the flowers, pulling out one that looked like a dandelion with two tuffs that resembled cat ears. "I can show you some of the pills later, once Virgil gets back and Chelsea can get what she wants from him."
 
Beckett nodded, but he had to think before he said anything. "That's great and all, but that won't exactly keep me from testing things on her. It would be nice to know the results on most other users, but it's not like I'm going to wait whenever my mind enters that state." he pointed out. "As much as I'd like to accept, I have to decline for now. You seem to be telling me that your foundation is heavily secretive, and I don't have anything saying that I'll get anything the researchers don't use back. In other words, it just feels sketchy" he looked at the pill in his pocket again. Chelsea listened with vague interest, seeming to get a little more excited when amnestics were mentioned. Wherever memory loss was, flowers that could cure and cause it thrived, they hadn't gotten any recently, mostly due to being at a school, where most people didn't lose their memories too often. She looked back down, at the flowers, pulling out one that looked like a dandelion with two tuffs that resembled cat ears. "I can show you some of the pills later, once Virgil gets back and Chelsea can get what she wants from him."
Bright shrugged and retracted her hand. No deal then. It was pretty sketchy, and she didn't think the higher ups would approve of the use of D-Class for someone else's benefit. Once Beckett heard something about Chelsea wanting Virgil for something, she raised an eyebrow. What did Chelsea want from Virgil? She didn't want to ask, but her curiosity was killing her. "Wait, what does Chelsea want from Virgil?"
 
Bright shrugged and retracted her hand. No deal then. It was pretty sketchy, and she didn't think the higher ups would approve of the use of D-Class for someone else's benefit. Once Bright heard something about Chelsea wanting Virgil for something, she raised an eyebrow. What did Chelsea want from Virgil? She didn't want to ask, but her curiosity was killing her. "Wait, what does Chelsea want from Virgil?"
"Flowers off the black book," Chelsea responded. She had never tried to ask for them before. "Well, she wants to ask if she can get the flowers." Beckett corrected Chelsea, who nodded. She had always wanted to try and get them, a variety of different flowers were attached to it, most she had seen before, but there were a few that she had only briefly looked at. "But God is that man taking his time," Albright groaned, pushing his glasses back up on his face.
 
"Flowers off the black book," Chelsea responded. She had never tried to ask for them before. "Well, she wants to ask if she can get the flowers." Beckett corrected Chelsea, who nodded. She had always wanted to try and get them, a variety of different flowers were attached to it, most she had seen before, but there were a few that she had only briefly looked at. "But God is that man taking his time," Albright groaned, pushing his glasses back up on his face.
"Maybe because, it's within an hour or so. Maybe you need medicine for your failing hearing, old man." Virgil said as he was just getting through the doors. He then went behind the desk and looked at his computer in which, he saw Ene and the ghost girl behind her. He was confused and decided to ask. It was his computer afterall. "Ene, who's your friend there? You didn't get me a special kind of virus, did you?" Virgil asked as Bright was getting off his chair and going in front of the desk, where she should have been.
 
"Maybe because, it's within an hour or so. Maybe you need medicine for your failing hearing, old man." Virgil said as he was just getting through the doors. He then went behind the desk and looked at his computer in which, he saw Ene and the ghost girl behind her. He was confused and decided to ask. It was his computer afterall. "Ene, who's your friend there? You didn't get me a special kind of virus, did you?" Virgil asked as Bright was getting off his chair and going in front of the desk, where she should have been.
Beckett shrugged. “Maybe so.” he started putting the flowers together, while Chelsea started making her way over to the counter with the pile of books she had grabbed. Ene frowned when she saw Virgil, her hair now tied in two buns on the sides of her head. “Yup, your birthday came early, she’s your birthday present!” ene said sarcastically, before getting flicked in the head by Endelyn. “Ow. Nope, this is a virus that only makes my life miserable.” she sighed, Endelyn nodding before going back to placing flowers in her hair. Albright joined next to Chelsea, who was struggling to get the entire stack of books on the desk, just due to the fact that some had slid off the pile and onto her chest. She was trying to hold them there with her head and neck, while she slid the rest back on.
 
Beckett shrugged. “Maybe so.” he started putting the flowers together, while Chelsea started making her way over to the counter with the pile of books she had grabbed. Ene frowned when she saw Virgil, her hair now tied in two buns on the sides of her head. “Yup, your birthday came early, she’s your birthday present!” ene said sarcastically, before getting flicked in the head by Endelyn. “Ow. Nope, this is a virus that only makes my life miserable.” she sighed, Endelyn nodding before going back to placing flowers in her hair. Albright joined next to Chelsea, who was struggling to get the entire stack of books on the desk, just due to the fact that some had slid off the pile and onto her chest. She was trying to hold them there with her head and neck, while she slid the rest back on.
"Well that sort of sucks for you, but it looks pretty cute in my eyes." He said knowing he could just seal that ghost away in his black book anytime. But it didn't seem all that harmful. Then he saw Chelsea with a plethora of books again. He then sighed and sat in his chair. "I doubt you're reading these books and just wanted to get the flowers off them, huh?" Virgil said as Bright began helping Chelsea put the books onto the desk since it looked like she was having trouble. Maybe she should also learn how to ask for help when it is needed.
 
"Well that sort of sucks for you, but it looks pretty cute in my eyes." He said knowing he could just seal that ghost away in his black book anytime. But it didn't seem all that harmful. Then he saw Chelsea with a plethora of books again. He then sighed and sat in his chair. "I doubt you're reading these books and just wanted to get the flowers off them, huh?" Virgil said as Bright began helping Chelsea put the books onto the desk since it looked like she was having trouble. Maybe she should also learn how to ask for help when it is needed.
Ene frowned again. “Then you can keep her.” she muttered, flinching as Endelyn yanked one of the buns out. Chelsea nodded when Virgil said she wouldn’t read the books. She kept them out sometimes, but most of the time she took them into their “flower room” and gathered as many flowers as she could from them. Once the books were on the desk, she looked at Virgil. “May I look at the cover of the black book?” she asked. “I’m willing to do anything of equal value to do so.” She added. Albright raised an eyebrow at the second sentence. She really wanted to see the book that badly.
 
Ene frowned again. “Then you can keep her.” she muttered, flinching as Endelyn yanked one of the buns out. Chelsea nodded when Virgil said she wouldn’t read the books. She kept them out sometimes, but most of the time she took them into their “flower room” and gathered as many flowers as she could from them. Once the books were on the desk, she looked at Virgil. “May I look at the cover of the black book?” she asked. “I’m willing to do anything of equal value to do so.” She added. Albright raised an eyebrow at the second sentence. She really wanted to see the book that badly.
Virgil let out a breath when he heard the second part. Anything just for the sake of looking at his book? Virgil then slid the black book over and spoke. "If anyone else were to hear something like that, they'd take advantage of it and make you their woman in bed. Try not to say anything like that ever again." Virgil said with a facepalm. Afterwards, he spoke again before sitting back in his chair. "Anyway, do what you want but be quick. The spirits can only escape with my say so but I'd rather you not get too exposed with the texts, glyphs, and various symbols in the book. Maybe you start chanting something a let something out." Virgil then looked at Ene and the girl, just watching them as Bright sat down next to Beckett. She wanted to know when they would take up the offer for food, and seeing how things were going, it looked like they were still gonna be busy afterwards. "So, when do you want that free meal anyway? It looks like you'll be busy after this."
 
Virgil let out a breath when he heard the second part. Anything just for the sake of looking at his book? Virgil then slid the black book over and spoke. "If anyone else were to hear something like that, they'd take advantage of it and make you their woman in bed. Try not to say anything like that ever again." Virgil said with a facepalm. Afterwards, he spoke again before sitting back in his chair. "Anyway, do what you want but be quick. The spirits can only escape with my say so but I'd rather you not get too exposed with the texts, glyphs, and various symbols in the book. Maybe you start chanting something a let something out." Virgil then looked at Ene and the girl, just watching them as Bright sat down next to Beckett. She wanted to know when they would take up the offer for food, and seeing how things were going, it looked like they were still gonna be busy afterwards. "So, when do you want that free meal anyway? It looks like you'll be busy after this."
Chelsea nodded, taking the black book with a bit of excitement. “Thank you.” She didn’t open it, the flowers wouldn’t grow on the inside. She pulled a knife out of her pocket, and ran it a little ways above the book. As it made its way across, flowers came into existence and fell over. You couldn’t see the stumps, only what had been cut. She slid the book back over, starting to gather the flowers.
Ene flinched once again as Endelyn pulled out the other bun, letting her hair fall down. She kept it there, quickly running her fingers through the blue waterfall of hair. She went over the front of Ene, looking at her for a second, before poking her in both of her eyes. Ene froze for a second, before unfreezing. “What was that for?” she hissed at Endelyn, who simply shrugged. Software update. Ene stared at her, just assuming she was messing with her. In reality, there were two glowing orbs that resembled power buttons in her eyes that were glowing blue. “Yeah, okay.” she frowned, while Endelyn went back to messing with Ene’s hair.
Beckett shrugged.
“Anytime is good with us.” he admitted. “Now would probably be the best time, with some of the students being at that flower thing. We’d just have to put a few things together.” he looked over at Chelsea, who was shoving the flowers into yet another bag. “We’re going to have trouble bringing these back.” He sighed, looking at the two bags and the box he was carrying.
 
Chelsea nodded, taking the black book with a bit of excitement. “Thank you.” She didn’t open it, the flowers wouldn’t grow on the inside. She pulled a knife out of her pocket, and ran it a little ways above the book. As it made its way across, flowers came into existence and fell over. You couldn’t see the stumps, only what had been cut. She slid the book back over, starting to gather the flowers.
Ene flinched once again as Endelyn pulled out the other bun, letting her hair fall down. She kept it there, quickly running her fingers through the blue waterfall of hair. She went over the front of Ene, looking at her for a second, before poking her in both of her eyes. Ene froze for a second, before unfreezing. “What was that for?” she hissed at Endelyn, who simply shrugged. Software update. Ene stared at her, just assuming she was messing with her. In reality, there were two glowing orbs that resembled power buttons in her eyes that were glowing blue. “Yeah, okay.” she frowned, while Endelyn went back to messing with Ene’s hair.
Beckett shrugged.
“Anytime is good with us.” he admitted. “Now would probably be the best time, with some of the students being at that flower thing. We’d just have to put a few things together.” he looked over at Chelsea, who was shoving the flowers into yet another bag. “We’re going to have trouble bringing these back.” He sighed, looking at the two bags and the box he was carrying.
"I suppose I could help out. What should i carry?" Bright asked as she was ready to carry anything. At this point, she was pretty bored and Virgil wasn't going to help her solve it anytime soon. Virgil was just with Ene, curious about the ghost. Perhaps he can try freeing her or understanding her more. "So... What, where did this girl even come from? I don't remember anyone like her in my library."
 
"I suppose I could help out. What should i carry?" Bright asked as she was ready to carry anything. At this point, she was pretty bored and Virgil wasn't going to help her solve it anytime soon. Virgil was just with Ene, curious about the ghost. Perhaps he can try freeing her or understanding her more. "So... What, where did this girl even come from? I don't remember anyone like her in my library."
“I guess you could carry some of the books,” Albright pointed over at the pile of books. Chelsea was carrying 8 of them, which went from around her waist to her nose, leaving her only enough room to see over the top. There was also the bag of flowers wrapped around her arm. Beckett had the rest of the flowers and the medical box. “You do have psychic abilities or whatever, right?” He asked Bright.

Ene pulled up Endelyn’s old file from a pile of deleted files. “Endelyn Moreno. Recently deceased via explosion. Technically I’m her, but I don’t want to think about it.” Ene kept the file up, rubbing one of her eyes. “From what I can tell, she’s using an extremely outdated program to terrorize me.” her hair was somehow being lengthened and shorted by Endelyn, an added perk of being in a computer meant she could change the coding that dictated her appearance at any time. Endelyn was using this to her advantage. Ene’s hair was now cut in a short bob, a scrunchie keeping a small ponytail in place. Endelyn was pretty much playing dress up with Ene, with the threat of pain if she objected.
 
“I guess you could carry some of the books,” Albright pointed over at the pile of books. Chelsea was carrying 8 of them, which went from around her waist to her nose, leaving her only enough room to see over the top. There was also the bag of flowers wrapped around her arm. Beckett had the rest of the flowers and the medical box. “You do have psychic abilities or whatever, right?” He asked Bright.

Ene pulled up Endelyn’s old file from a pile of deleted files. “Endelyn Moreno. Recently deceased via explosion. Technically I’m her, but I don’t want to think about it.” Ene kept the file up, rubbing one of her eyes. “From what I can tell, she’s using an extremely outdated program to terrorize me.” her hair was somehow being lengthened and shorted by Endelyn, an added perk of being in a computer meant she could change the coding that dictated her appearance at any time. Endelyn was using this to her advantage. Ene’s hair was now cut in a short bob, a scrunchie keeping a small ponytail in place. Endelyn was pretty much playing dress up with Ene, with the threat of pain if she objected.
Bright then got the hint that Beckett wanted her to use her abilities. She decided to use them, carrying Beckett's and Chelsea's lead as they floated in place around her. All of that was done with just a wave of her hand. "You're right. But I'd rather carry it normally since it feels like I'm flexing on non-telekinetic normie-casuals with my power." She said speaking the language of memes. Since that's what meme awards will do to you, you develop the understanding of the sacred language of memes. Though she gave a chuckle in the end so she wasn't that opposed to it.

Virgil wasn't all that amazed at this point. He had heard of the explosion and those involved. Lily, Ene, and Endelyn. Most of everyone says it was Lily who caused the explosion, only because Ene kept saying such things. However, true intellectuals saw a different culprit. Virgil wasn't going to take sides so he wasn't going to mention anything about the explosion. Except that it happened.
"Right, the explosion that happened some weeks ago. It took me a bit to repair that fuckin' hole. So her sole purpose is just to... play with you?"
 
Bright then got the hint that Beckett wanted her to use her abilities. She decided to use them, carrying Beckett's and Chelsea's lead as they floated in place around her. All of that was done with just a wave of her hand. "You're right. But I'd rather carry it normally since it feels like I'm flexing on non-telekinetic normie-casuals with my power." She said speaking the language of memes. Since that's what meme awards will do to you, you develop the understanding of the sacred language of memes. Though she gave a chuckle in the end so she wasn't that opposed to it.

Virgil wasn't all that amazed at this point. He had heard of the explosion and those involved. Lily, Ene, and Endelyn. Most of everyone says it was Lily who caused the explosion, only because Ene kept saying such things. However, true intellectuals saw a different culprit. Virgil wasn't going to take sides so he wasn't going to mention anything about the explosion. Except that it happened.
"Right, the explosion that happened some weeks ago. It took me a bit to repair that fuckin' hole. So her sole purpose is just to... play with you?"
“...What?” Beckett stared at her, Chelsea stepping in. “There’s nothing wrong with using your power to help.” She pointed out. They were both glad for for the help. Beckett started moving towards the exit, Chelsea having already walked over there, both waiting for Bright.

Ene nodded.
“I wondered who fixed that.” she murmured. At Virgil’s question, she was quiet for a second. “The closest comparison I think I can make is a terrible safe search that limits everything you do. However, instead of just making it so you can’t look at something, you get partially strangled.” Ene shrugged. “Do you want me to go to the pain of showing you an example?” she asked, obviously not wanting to do that.
 
“...What?” Beckett stared at her, Chelsea stepping in. “There’s nothing wrong with using your power to help.” She pointed out. They were both glad for for the help. Beckett started moving towards the exit, Chelsea having already walked over there, both waiting for Bright.

Ene nodded.
“I wondered who fixed that.” she murmured. At Virgil’s question, she was quiet for a second. “The closest comparison I think I can make is a terrible safe search that limits everything you do. However, instead of just making it so you can’t look at something, you get partially strangled.” Ene shrugged. “Do you want me to go to the pain of showing you an example?” she asked, obviously not wanting to do that.
Bright followed Beckett and Chelsea out and shrugged. "True, but some still get jealous because I can do such things. They even said I can be a Danger class if I really wanted to." She said as she was carrying everything with her telekinesis.

"Well, if you're willing, I don't mind a harmless demonstration." Virgil stated with bags of sarcasm. He could already picture it so he didn't need to see it. It seems that this spirit isn't too harmful, probably just an annoyance instead.
 
Bright followed Beckett and Chelsea out and shrugged. "True, but some still get jealous because I can do such things. They even said I can be a Danger class if I really wanted to." She said as she was carrying everything with her telekinesis.

"Well, if you're willing, I don't mind a harmless demonstration." Virgil stated with bags of sarcasm. He could already picture it so he didn't need to see it. It seems that this spirit isn't too harmful, probably just an annoyance instead.
“The danger class is just the headmaster’s lap dogs.” Chelsea muttered, an actual bit of anger coming across her face. “I can see why they might say that.” Beckett overlapped Chelsea’s voice a little, trying to hide her spite for the sake of not getting fired. “It is useful though.” Chelsea was still holding the box of pills, not wanting to go through the process of having to make them all over again. “Oop, here’s our turn.” Albright slowed down, gesturing for the other two to follow him, while Chelsea moved on ahead. The medical wing was a little different then the rest of the school. In each of the windows, a different flower was planted. There were four doors, two were marked as bedrooms, one as an infirmary, and another as an office. Chelsea went into the office, while Albright waited for Bright to go in. The inside of the office had a few doors behind the desk. Two led to closets, one led to a lab, and another went to Beckett’s bedroom. They were all closed except for the lab, which Chelsea had already slipped into.

“None of these demonstrations will be harmless.” Ene frowned. Her hair was still pulled into a side scrunchie, but Endelyn had grown everything out. Once again, Ene looked up Endelyn’s name. First her hand glitched out, and then Endelyn disappeared. A hand wrapped around her hair and slammed her into the tab below her, holding her there, a hand over her mouth, until the search bar disappeared. “Is that enough for you?” the lights in Ene’s eyes were glowing red, practically glaring at Virgil as she got up, glitching out.
 
“The danger class is just the headmaster’s lap dogs.” Chelsea muttered, an actual bit of anger coming across her face. “I can see why they might say that.” Beckett overlapped Chelsea’s voice a little, trying to hide her spite for the sake of not getting fired. “It is useful though.” Chelsea was still holding the box of pills, not wanting to go through the process of having to make them all over again. “Oop, here’s our turn.” Albright slowed down, gesturing for the other two to follow him, while Chelsea moved on ahead. The medical wing was a little different then the rest of the school. In each of the windows, a different flower was planted. There were four doors, two were marked as bedrooms, one as an infirmary, and another as an office. Chelsea went into the office, while Albright waited for Bright to go in. The inside of the office had a few doors behind the desk. Two led to closets, one led to a lab, and another went to Beckett’s bedroom. They were all closed except for the lab, which Chelsea had already slipped into.

“None of these demonstrations will be harmless.” Ene frowned. Her hair was still pulled into a side scrunchie, but Endelyn had grown everything out. Once again, Ene looked up Endelyn’s name. First her hand glitched out, and then Endelyn disappeared. A hand wrapped around her hair and slammed her into the tab below her, holding her there, a hand over her mouth, until the search bar disappeared. “Is that enough for you?” the lights in Ene’s eyes were glowing red, practically glaring at Virgil as she got up, glitching out.
Bright turned as well, bringing everything inside. Bright took note of everything since she had not been here before. Once they were in the office, Bright looked around before looking at Beckett. "Where should I put everything?" Bright asked Beckett as she was slowly letting stuff settle onto the desk.

Virgil almost laughed but instead he gave off a pained look of trying to not laugh. He could have sworn he had been overly sarcastic that anyone would've known it was pure sarcasm and bull fuckery. The scene that unravelled in front of him was super unexpected. It was sudden, and it was violent. It was too fast for Virgil to prepare himself. He kept that look as he was breathing heavily through his nose as a way to vent out his laughter.
 
Bright turned as well, bringing everything inside. Bright took note of everything since she had not been here before. Once they were in the office, Bright looked around before looking at Beckett. "Where should I put everything?" Bright asked Beckett as she was slowly letting stuff settle onto the desk.

Virgil almost laughed but instead he gave off a pained look of trying to not laugh. He could have sworn he had been overly sarcastic that anyone would've known it was pure sarcasm and bull fuckery. The scene that unravelled in front of him was super unexpected. It was sudden, and it was violent. It was too fast for Virgil to prepare himself. He kept that look as he was breathing heavily through his nose as a way to vent out his laughter.
Albright took a few of the bags that had settled on the desk. “I think we can move most of it to the lab. That way we can work a little faster.” He said, Chelsea opening the door a little wider to reveal an almost pure white room. There were a few cabinets, but there were only labels, no windows, to show what was inside. She went back to taking out the pill boxes, while Albright moved into the room.

Ene realized Virgil’s sarcasm a little too late. Her brain was fried.
“I hate you.” she muttered, pouting. She got stuck in a loop of saying that, and it slowly morphed into her saying a mix of “I hate you” and “I hate me.” suddenly Endelyn just flicked her with her finger, silencing the program. She sat back down quietly, looking down at her lap. Endelyn just went back to playing with her hair again.
 
Albright took a few of the bags that had settled on the desk. “I think we can move most of it to the lab. That way we can work a little faster.” He said, Chelsea opening the door a little wider to reveal an almost pure white room. There were a few cabinets, but there were only labels, no windows, to show what was inside. She went back to taking out the pill boxes, while Albright moved into the room.

Ene realized Virgil’s sarcasm a little too late. Her brain was fried.
“I hate you.” she muttered, pouting. She got stuck in a loop of saying that, and it slowly morphed into her saying a mix of “I hate you” and “I hate me.” suddenly Endelyn just flicked her with her finger, silencing the program. She sat back down quietly, looking down at her lap. Endelyn just went back to playing with her hair again.
Bright looked inside the room only to see it painfully pure white. It looked like the D - Class inmate cells the foundation kept them in, but more spacious with more furniture at least. She just looked around curiously, keeping her hands to herself. Her outfit color was the exact opposite of the room as well...

Soon Virgil just let loose and laughed loudly. No fucking way the AI of sarcasm didn't detect any sarcasm from Virgil. He just laughed and laughed, eventually falling off his chair and rolling on the floor laughing. After a moment he stood back up and slammed his fist down only to wheeze and laugh some more. No way is he ever letting this go.
 

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