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Again, Ameira looked up thoughtfully, tapping the tip of her forefinger gently against her bottom lip.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffbf00"> "The outbreak? Hm... I think I remember having heard of that my freshman year. I really can't recall much that happened back then." </span></b>She shrugged and smiled, amusement shimmering in her eyes as Vincent mentioned what they could do to beat the last Senior prank that had occured through out the school.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffbf00"><b> "Oh! I could always try to transform everyone into some sort of animal ~ but then again, I barely even have the power to transform several people at once, let alone an entire class... oh..." </b></span>Ameira pouted yet again, but this time she wasn't faking it. Although she certainly had the power to transform any one person into anything she so desired, she didn't have enough power or control to transform more than two or three people without completely draining herself of all her energy. She supposed it would have to be something she learned on her own later. But as always, her mood quickly changed and she smiled, happy again. Ameira certainly was the odd sort of demon, but she certainly wasn't the one to underestimate. With or without her abilities, she packed a punch and she knew more than enough to defend herself, and the fact she was being like this with anyone was a miracle in itself. For all anyone knew, this Ameira was simply a guise. It was a surprise she hadn't even tried to convince him to fuck her yet, but a simple conversation with a friend was nice now and then. Especially since she didn't have many friends, but she supposed that might have been partially her fault.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffbf00"><b>"I suppose... it might be because over the summer, you wouldn't have had much to stir him. Now that we're back at school though, with all the stress and people you have to deal with, I figure that might change soon enough."</b></span> She chuckled, hoping that wouldn't be too much of a problem for Vincent. Especially since that it was his senior year now, he probably wouldn't have as much restraint seeing as how it would be the last year he would have to see any one here. Once they graduated, he wouldn't have to see any of these teachers or students ever again if he didn't want to. They would be a part of nothing but that past. Then, another smile graced her lips and lit up her features, pressing the palms of her hands together in front of her chest. Obviously, she seemed rather excited to be able to speak with Raven. Other than through Vincent and how he usually spoke for the both of them, through out the years she never had the chance to really speak to Raven himself, and by the sounds of it, he seemed like someone she would like. Evil, malevolent... and absolutely adorable!<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffbf00"> "Oh really? I'd love that, when can I speak with him?" </span></b>She inquired, then blinked and quickly searched through the depths of her mind, answering the question as soon as she could. The faster she did, the sooner she might be able to speak to Raven.<br/>
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