Super natural high school -- IC
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				Title: <strong>Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 01:54:38</strong>
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				Marcus lifted himself up from his bed, slamming his hand down onto his alarm and stretching his arms up into the air. He looked up and saw one of his hands were gone so he spent a good ten minutes looking for it and eventually found it as a rat in an old box of cereal. He reattached it and cracked his wrists before microwaving himself a&nbsp; breakfast with a long swig of Whiskey to top it off. He was so glad there were so many places he could score anything he wanted in around the area. <br><br>He got himself dressed in some nice clothes and took a few minutes to make sure his face was well groomed. He was always one to take good care of his appearance and never stopped until he liked what he saw. He finished it off by slipping on his lucky fedora, it was the first day of the new year and he was hoping to have some luck in the new students.<br><br>He grabbed his truck keys and walked through the mess of a floor he had to get out and see that the sky was grey and dingy, fitting for such a day. He went around to his old but still well kept truck and through a couple of bottles out of the bed before getting in and starting it up. As he drove to the school he could see some slight sprinkling hitting his windshield and guessed it would probably rain at some time or another.<br><br>He grabbed the first parking space he saw and pulled up, shutting off the old, noisy truck. He grabbed a fresh pack of cigarettes from his glove box and snapped his fingers together until a flame appeared on the tip of his thumb that he used to light it with. A trick he always enjoyed since he'd learned to do it. He took a long drag from the cigarette and blew the smoke out through his nose, catching a glimpse of it in the mirror and laughing at how appropriate it looked to have smoke all around his face.
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				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 02:14:55</strong>
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				<strong>Frany Stein</strong><br><br>Francine was already at school, busy in the science lab as usual. She could only do real work in these off hours, early morning or after school, when all the normal kids went home and wouldn't be suspicious of the odd smells, sounds, and the school's science class frog Slippy disappearing again. That poor frog had been dead more times than Franny could count. Usually she succeeded in bringing him back to life, too. Other times... she had to get another frog. It was Slippy's day off though, as Francine was currently occupied with making an strangely blue tinted chemical compound out of things she found around the lab (and some stuff from under the sink). She was pretty sure it would work as an aphrodisiac for supernatural creatures. Or kill them. <br><br>"Doesn't SMELL deadly.." she observed, leaning over the test tube. "But that doesn't eliminate the possible dangers. I wonder if there's a goblin or an imp around here somewhere I can test this on. Prolly have to lock the bugger up first, though. Don't want him humping my leg." She shrugged and turned, lifting her goggles off and then heading outside. The monster gal wound her way through the halls, planning on having a quick smoke and then returning to clean up before classes started. 
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 02:43:08</strong>
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				Rachel Kyleson nervously walked into the school, letting herself glance around with bright blue eyes.&nbsp; Today she wore long blonde hair that spread down to the small of her back, dressed up in a black T-shirt, cutoff jeans and sneakers with white socks, and a black leather purse.&nbsp; A name tag had been stuck to her shirt just over her left breast, proudly announcing, "Hello!&nbsp; My name is Rachel Kyleson."<br><br>She hated the stupid name tags, even though she understood the necessity.&nbsp; A lot of people didn't really trust dopplegangers, and that was just something which she would have to deal with throughout her life.&nbsp; If she was lucky, though, she might be able to make a few friends here and there who could really accept her for herself.<br><br>She pulled out some of the sheets of paper to double-check her room assignment.&nbsp; These schools always felt like mazes to her, as if she would wander and search forever without being able to find a pattern.&nbsp; How was it that it was so easy to find your way around a department store or mall but a school was inexplicable even with a map?<br><br>She sighed, picking out someone at random in the crowd.&nbsp; Hopefully she could get someone to help her.&nbsp; "Excuse me..." she said gently.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 02:53:25</strong>
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				Marcus stayed in the parking lot until more people started to show up. As the halls started to crowd he fit himself into the building, still huffing on his light as the rope of smoke distinguishably stood up in the crowd. He was one of the few students that teachers and staff had all but given up on trying to make him stop smoking, though he did make him put it out in class. He opened his locker and grabbed a notebook and pencil when he heard a small voice. He turned to see a pretty, blonde girl who was sporting a name tag of all things. <br><br>He tapped off the burnt end of his cigarette before letting out another puff, away from her, and responded, "Why hello, how may I help you, my dear", he said giving her a smile as smoke leaked from his mouth. He tried to avoid showing teeth when he smiled since his teeth were sharp and pointed, made for ripping meat off of various creatures and most people found it off putting.<br><br>He offered a hand to the cute girl and let his strong nose pick up her scent. For some reason she didn't hold any distinct scent like all of the other species and he felt like he knew what that meant. 'A doppleganger', he thought letting another smile cross his lips.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 05:09:13</strong>
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				Although dopplegangers didn't have any real scent, a few supernatural types with truly exceptional senses of smell occasionally compared the aroma to that of dried paste, especially after heavy perspiration.<br><br>She gave a warm but slightly helpless smile, showing him her map as well as her room instructions.&nbsp; "It says room 401," she explained, "but I don't see 401 on here!"&nbsp; Twinges of frustration were showing in her tone, and her cheek gently twinged a bit as she stared up into his eyes.&nbsp; It helped to see another smiling, friendly face, but she didn't want to end up late to class if she had any way to help it.<br><br>The tips of her hair were starting to shift ever so slightly towards red, although an ordinary human wouldn't be able to detect the change.&nbsp; She probably didn't notice herself; it was just that she wasn't paying close enough attention to her appearance.&nbsp; "Do you know your way around here?"
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 05:17:13</strong>
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				Marcus could see her hair tips growing into a brighter red and that definitely gave it away, "I know where it is, I actually have that class next, just follow me", he said as his cigarette was smoked down and he dropped it to the floor, stomping it out. He walked with her next to him, the crowd was still thick in the hall but it was good since the classroom would be empty, save for the teacher.<br><br>As they walked he pulled out his pack of cigarettes and set one between his lips before offering it to her. After a while he got annoyed when he had to use a lighter so he just pretended he had one in his palm and continued to use his thumb, of course for a doppleganger it wouldn't be so scary to see someone who can use fire. He snapped his fingers and the fire came up, he lit his and took a long smoke off of it.<br><br>"I'm sure you've gotten this before, but you should pay attention to your hair color, your tips started getting red when you were frustrated", he said glancing over to her with a smirk. "Don't worry, I've met a bunch of dopplegangers, fun people", he said before taking a longer puff on his cigarette and letting it blow out in some tall guys face, who immediately started to cough and glared over to Marcus.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 05:28:25</strong>
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				Having someone to follow made things a lot easier, and she put everything away so that she could just move along with him.&nbsp; At the offer of a cigarette, she smiled her appreciation but waved a hand to decline, "No thank you."<br><br>Seeing the fire grow from his hand caught her attention, and she glanced over to watch with curiosity.&nbsp; Knowing that he was another supernatural definitely got her attention, and made her look him over a little more closely, even though she didn't want to ask just what he was.&nbsp; It felt like a dumb question, maybe a little too personal for a first meeting.<br><br>As he pointed out the crimson tips to her hair, she pulled up some of the locks to check, deeply blushing in surprise and shame.&nbsp; "...Thanks..."&nbsp; She'd been just about to fix it when she looked again, then pulled out a mirror from her purse to get another view.&nbsp; Smiling, she left everything just as it was, with the red tips providing a fiery look to her long blonde hair.&nbsp; She wanted to be embarrassed, and she knew she should be, but it was too cute a look to try to fix up right now.&nbsp; Besides, normal people would just figure it was dyed.<br><br>"So, what's your name?"&nbsp; The question came a little late, and she knew that he wouldn't have to reciprocate, but that was the curse of the name tags.&nbsp; She always had to ask, and no one ever had to ask her, because only doppelgangers had to wear the name tags.&nbsp; It was a little exposing: he already knew both her name and what she was before she even got to ask him, as did so many others.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 05:41:56</strong>
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				Marcus watched her look over her new hair style and admitted that it looked quite nice. "I'm Marcus, but you can call me that or Mark", he said shrugging. "I would ask your name but...", he said before gesturing to the name tag above her breast. "In all honesty the name tag gives away the whole dopple ganger thing but I'm sure you'd figured that out already", he said smirking once more.<br><br>He could see the guy that he'd blown smoke onto was following him a couple of people away and he knew what was coming, and it was going to be fun. "Just in case you're wondering I'm a demon", he said smirking and showing her his pointed teeth which to most was a dead giveaway. "You know, you are the only doppleganger at this school", he said rubbing his chin and of course keeping his voice down since to the humans none of this existed.<br><br>He looked to the floor as a girl purposefully put her foot in front of Rachel's. He stepped in front of the girl and stopped her before she did, glaring at the girl who attempted it who immediately looked caught and a defeated. "You should watch out for that", he said as they started walking.<br><br>&nbsp;He moved his hand into his coat and made sure no one saw what fell out after it. He'd turned his hand into a rat and made it go after her, already knowing that girl had a phobia with rats. A loud shriek was heard and Marcus laughed before the rat returned and jumped up to rejoin his hand.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 05:53:16</strong>
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				Rachel just nodded, her eyes dropping a little at the explanation of how he knew.&nbsp; She wasn't surprised, but it only exacerbated something that she didn't like: the way that her nature forced her not to be able to blend in.&nbsp; Stealth and discretion were second nature to doppelgangers, and issues with the school combined with how much trouble a single doppelganger could get into very quickly made the rule rather necessary.&nbsp; However, it didn't mean that she liked it, and it didn't make her any happier to be here.<br><br>Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't even notice someone trying to trip her until Marcus had already saved her.&nbsp; Although she appreciated his aid, she didn't like how much attention she was already drawing.&nbsp; The name tag was bad enough, and people who didn't understand would usually laugh and point and leave it at the end of it.&nbsp; Since they never actually wanted to be her friend, they didn't look at her close enough to notice how different she was.&nbsp; At worst, a few had simply guessed that there was more than one Rachel Kyleson, or that it was some sort of political statement akin to claiming to be Spartacus or other figures.<br><br>It just wasn't something she wanted to deal with right now, and Mark's frightening of the other girl didn't help matters any.&nbsp; "Maybe I should just go change," she said softly, glancing around at the various classroom doors to consider which area would be quiet and secluded enough, along with using a phrase innocuous enough to imply another kind of change.&nbsp; She had no idea what she should change into in order to be less picked on or draw less attention, but she'd think of something.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 06:08:21</strong>
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				Marcus raised an eyebrow and picked up on how she was feeling, when she started looking for a place to go he gently took her hand, "Hey, it's okay. That's just that one girl, she messes with everyone new, it's no other reason than that", he said shrugging. "Just give it a little while and you'll be fine, in the mean time here we are", he said stopping in front of the room they'd been going too. He opened the door and let her go inside, apparently the teacher wasn't there so they were pretty much alone. <br><br>He shut the door behind them and leaned against it, ""Sorry about the wonderful greeting you're getting so far, humans can take some getting used to", he said rolling his eyes. "You'll see that in a day or two you'll be getting along fine. Especially if you find a group of people like us to hang out with", he said moving over to the teachers chair and sitting down. "You can still change if you want but I really like this look. Sorry if I'm being forward but I just like to get straight to some familiarity", he said smiling.<br><br>He finished his second cigarette and guessed he'd had enough for the moment and leaned back in the nice chair.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 06:20:55</strong>
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				His compassion helped to calm her down a little.&nbsp; She wasn't quite sure what she wanted, but having a friend definitely helped calm things down, giving her a chance to relax.&nbsp; She took a seat, pulling out an outdated tablet from her purse for taking notes on the class.&nbsp; It had been her birthday present, and was supposed to be fantastic for aiding in schoolwork, but so far she hadn't had a chance to test it.&nbsp; She didn't say anything about how people were treating her; she just didn't want to talk about it.<br><br>Upon seeing him seated in the teacher's chair, she stood up a little straighter.&nbsp; "Oh, you're the teacher?" she asked with surprise.&nbsp; She should have guessed at it earlier, since he was so kind and helpful, but she didn't trust her luck well enough to expect to meet the teacher for her first class by coincidence.&nbsp; But...wait, teachers didn't give out their first names...or did they?<br><br>His compliment to her look made her smile.&nbsp; She finally realized as she caught another peek of his flame that her hair was now red and yellow, classic flame colors.&nbsp; A lot of doppelgangers used subliminal tricks like that when they wanted to con someone, but many were just as apt to do such things without realization before they decided on a finalized form.&nbsp; Hopefully he wasn't going to get the wrong idea about her.
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				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 06:30:05</strong>
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				Marcus leaned back in the comfortable chair and watched her pull out her things. He thought it was kind of cute when she stood up straight but he couldn't help but laugh. "No, I'm not the teacher", he said doing a spin in the chair. "I just like this chair", he said shrugging. "I didn't know I gave off the teacher air", he said with another little laugh. <br><br>"Nah, the teacher is-", he was cut off by a pounding on the door. He went over and opened the door, it was the guy he blew smoke onto. "Hey", Marcus said smirking to the guy. "<em>Mr. Lerron</em>", their teacher said in frustration. "<em>I've told you time and time again not to smoke in the building!</em>", he said moving past him and going to take his seat. <br><br>Marcus stood next to Rachel and smirked, "This, is our teacher", he said waving a hand to the fairly young looking man. "<em>Who may this be?</em>", the old man asked looking at Rachel. He seemed to take notice of the name tag but didn't call her on it just yet.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 07:28:13</strong>
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				Catriana (http://claire-holt.com/gallery/albums/TV%20shows/The%20Vampire%20Diaries/Season%203/Episode%20Stills/315%20All%20My%20Children/normal_005.jpg) stretched out in the large four poster canopy bed. The silk sheets were tangled, a result from her nightmares of her husband and her fateful turning. The nightmares were getting more and more frequent, and Cat couldn't figure out why... Rosalie, a recent hire for help, came into her room, fully aware of what Catriana was and not afraid of her. "Miss Dumore, you will be late for school if you cannot get out of bed. It is your first day!" Cat smiled at Rosalie, the elderly woman, in her 60s, was going to be very good for Cat, for she reminded her so much of her own mother that it was astonishing. "I'm up, I'm up..."<br><br>It was another forty minutes before Cat was actually at school, dressed in a white sweater and jeans with white heels that stood her three inches taller. Her hair this year would be long and straight, with a small white flowered barrette in her hair to keep it from her eyes. Nude in make up, Cat's beauty shone through without it. The only thing showing was her neck, and she'd used a bit of concealer to hide the two marks that caused her to become immortal. Her back, Burberry in fact, held her books for the day, a binder for her school work and a glass of warmed blood that she'd slipped in at the last minute. <br><br>She was a senior for the 52nd time, and knew that this would be an interesting year. Why? Because she was finally around other supernaturals. All her life, Cat was isolated, afraid of being found out what she really was. Now, however, she had to hide it from only a few people. With that in mind, she moved up the stairs and to the doors, where her class list and a map were pulled from her back. <br><br>Room 389, homeroom and followed by room 110, British Literature. Ha... if only her teacher knew that she'd been there in the time of Byron. She'd seen his writing in the book shops and bought it herself. Yes, this would be a most interesting year.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 09:01:54</strong>
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				Upon recognizing the teacher for who he was, Rachel quickly jumped from her seat, standing up straight to make a proper impression.&nbsp; "Hello, Mr. Lerron," she said politely, her words holding a faint tremor at seeing his anger.&nbsp; "My name is Rachel Kyleson."&nbsp; There were still some people out there who would ignore the name tag, who knew exactly what she was but held the kindness to treat her like an ordinary person.&nbsp; Those were the kinds of people who were truly nice, the people who didn't need to be seen doing good things.&nbsp; She would remember that about him.<br><br>However, she didn't always have the luxury to indulge in such fantasies.&nbsp; "Please don't be too hard on Mark.&nbsp; He's just been trying to cheer me up after people were being mean to me."&nbsp; She wasn't completely confident how much the teacher knew, and she wouldn't risk blowing her cover just in case, but it was better to let him make the first move.<br><br>School was definitely going to be difficult this year.&nbsp; Thankfully she didn't have to wear the name tag outside of the grounds.
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 10:13:04</strong>
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				At five AM Rebecca's alarm rang out, the evil buzz piercing the early morning... forget Lucifer and the fallen, Alarm clocks HAD to be the source of all evil...&nbsp; she pressed the off button, reaching for her cigarettes and sitting up in the lotus position to meditate for a little while, opening her storm flecked grey eyes half an hour later, feeling more refreshed than the sleep had left her in the first place. She stood up, her almost black wings stretching out behind her as she slowly purged all the filth from her body, last night's alcohol, the morning's cigarette... general skin dirt... a useful skill and one of the few divine abilities that remained to her. She pulled on some clothes, ripped jeans and a leather jacket over a simple T shirt with 'No Angel' written on it, walking out of her apartment, walking to school, early at six fifteen herself, sitting outside on the steps, meditating further, her brows creasing as someone disturbs her meditation for a cigarette. She doesn't even open her eyes, sat on the stone bannisters for the steps as Francine steps out.<br><br>"Another early bird, hmm? Well... the early bird catches the graveworm."
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				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 12:22:00</strong>
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				Fabian had rolled out of bed this morning, not really sleeping like the others of the school. He instead went into a state of hyper dreaming, his body still fully aware of it's surroundings, but his mind bonded with mother nature and showed him everything from the grandeur of the planet, to the tedious work of the worker ant. When sunlight had hit his face he had recoiled from the dream and rolled out of bed. Annoyed at the sun he had gone to get a quick rinse in the shower and his clothes for the day. <br><br>Now he was pacing through the school, walking along the windows, one claw against the wall, tracing a long line from where he had walked. He had seen lesser "monsters" revert their eyes when he walked past, but he had in turn nodded to the few species he respected and had even bowed slightly to an Angel a monster he had only heard of in legends and myths by humans, he had seen outside "Ladies" he had said politely to them, he was trying his hardest not to be angry today, not to overreact and go on a frenzy
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				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 17:27:35</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>"Oh, hah hah." Franny said dryly. She was just finishing her smoke by the time Rebecca came around. The golem dropped her cig and snuffed it out under the hell of her boot, then strolled over and settled down beside the unruly angel, stretching her legs out in front of her. "It's the only time I can get some work done around here, y'know? When the normies are asleep." A grin stretches across her lips, "It really helps not needin' to sleep myself" Franny leaned back on her elbows, her eyes turning to the angel and giving her a little look over. Nothing too lingering and creepy, but she certainly appreciated the gal's looks. "So... what're you doin'? Trying to catch a nap or something? This isn't the best spot. Try the janitor's closet or something. Or my locker. Nothin' in there."
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 17:34:57</strong>
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				"Angels don't sleep either... we can choose to, of course... and it saves me thinking of a way to occupy my time for four hours of the day..." She sighs softly, brushing her ashy black hair back, her stormy grey eyes shifting around. "I'm meditating, locating my centre to balance my mind... as you can see, I am all about striving for the perfect balance... because whom would good strive against if evil did not exist, where would order be without chaos? Balance is important..." She sighs, her eyebrow twitching. "Social protocol states I tell you my name... since I'm hardly about to do that... I'll introduce myself as the human I pretend to be. I'm Becky." She smiles using just half of her mouth, her accent sounding Australian, thanks to her odd mix of accents. 
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				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 17:40:59</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Her head jerks up quickly and she pretends to look around, startled. "Buh? Wha? Oh, man, I'm sorry! I fell asleep during that whole 'balance and order' and 'anger leads to hate' and 'use the force' kinda thing you were doin' there." The golem grins impishly. "Sheesh! Stop bein' so serious. Are all angels like that? No fun at all, girl. Loosen up." Franny reaches out and up and grabs Rebecca's hand, giving it a couple of quick and enthusiastic pumps. "Nice to meet'cha, Becky. I'm Franny Stein. I think I'm gonna make it my new life's goal to get a real smile on that 'ol sourpuss of yours. Yer too cute to be all moody like this."
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 17:47:16</strong>
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				"You try watching several millennia of human life and not build up a healthy level of cynicism... the things these people do to each other... and their world... the gifts they squander... ugh... anyway... I'm not a sourpuss, I smiled in 1853." Becky laughs softly, a rather musical sound as she slides off the stairs and reaches into her bag for a pouch of tobacco and papers, rolling as quick as only someone with decades of practice can, lighting it with an ornate lighter that is probably older than the principal. "Maybe my cynicism is my armour, and I'm all vulnerable and desperate for love inside?" she smirks, rolling her stormy grey eyes.
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				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 17:51:02</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>The monster scoffs, "Please. I've seen reality television. I think we're even in regards to witnessing wasted human potential." She grins. "Maybe you are all desperate." She slides a little closer, getting comfortable, crossing one booted ankle over the other. "So if I ask you out sometime, you'd probably have to say yes." The golem raises both brows, grinning as she points upwards. "Like how 'bout tonight you meet me up on the school roof? When the moon is nice and high and the stars are out. We can hang out an' just work on getting you out of that clunky armor of yours."
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				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 17:57:01</strong>
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				"You seem like a smart girl... construct... whatever... the first thing I'd say is, you could probably find someone better to... what's the term? 'Hang out' with... but if that recycled heart is set, the second thing I'd say is you could probably afford to miss a day in school and grab a coffee, right?" Becky smiles, the act lighting up her thin face. "What say you?" she blinks, unsure why she asked as if she were a duelling pirate, rather than an ancient Angel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 18:01:31</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Franny caught the weirdness of that last bit. She laughs. "What say I? I say sure, I'd love to." She smiles back, happy to see what seems like a genuine smile on the angel's face. It makes Becky look even more attractive than she already does, Fran thinks. The golem stands and takes Becky's hand, gently pulling the angel to her feet. Franny grins, "Now, you'll hafta lead the way. I'm generally not one that needs coffee. If I need a good buzz I just hook myself up to the electrical mains and take a few thousand volts to the heart. That gets the ticker pumpin'!" She pats her chest a couple of times and winks. Hmm. This was going to be a fun day. Wasn't there something she forgot to do, though?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 18:08:37</strong>
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				Becky smiles and stands up, crushing her cigarette under her boot, heading out of the school, moving towards a lockup garage, within which is a motorcycle. Custom built, looking like a skeleton of a winged horse on wheels almost, she chuckles and turns to Frannie. "You don't need a helmet, do you?" She hops on, smiling. On the right side of the gas tank 'Strife' is written, like a name.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 18:15:19</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>The construct boldly drapes her arm around Becky's shoulders as they head away from the stairs - just as some of the teachers are starting to file in to get ready for home room. They give the pair odd looks and one even asks them where they're going, but Franny just flips him off and keeps walking. As they arrive at the garage she spies that bike and lets out an appreciative whistle, "Oh man, I'm in love! Hey, can I date your bike instead?" She grins and pulls away, strolling up to the motorcycle and crouching down, getting a good look at it. "Oh man, I wanna take this thing apart and put it back together again! I bet I could get the eyes to shoot fire. Maybe the wings too if you don't mind payin' for lotsa gas." Rising, she snaps out of her reverie to answer the question with a shake of her head. "Not really. Worse case scenario, you gotta sew me back together." Fran hops on behind Becky, arms sliding around her waist, the golem pressing in close from behind. She presses her cheek against Becky's lightly and grins, "C'mon, baby, let's ride!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 18:27:09</strong>
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				Becky turns the ignition, the bike roaring like a wounded beast, loud and full of aggression, she guns the engine, pulling out of the lockup like a stone from a slingshot. She rides it incredibly fast through the city streets, though she never even comes close to an accident, riding to an abandoned gas station just outside the city with a diner, also disused. she stops, turning off the engine and pushing the stop down. Hopping off and heading inside to put the coffee on, allowing her wings some freedom as she sits down. "I like it here, it's... quiet. I remember this place when the area was first inhabited by Europeans... I had a small hut where the restrooms are... another place to come for peace."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 19:16:10</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran enjoys the thrilling ride, yelling happily as they speed and weave through traffic. When it's over she has to admit she's a tad disappointed it's all over. The golem hops off the bike and observes the abandoned gas station with some sort of disdain, "Damn this place is a dump. Well, at least I don't hafta pay for Starbucks or anything." As she follows the angel in she cracks a grin and jokes, "You sat in an old timey portapotty for peace? That's weird, girl." She hip-bumps the angel to let her know she's kidding, then joins her as they sit down. The construct takes a little pocket watch out of her pocket. It looks ancient and very intricate, the hands moving smoothly. It's been perfectly maintained and hand wound. "Workin' on this thing is fun. The parts are so delicate inside of it, if you fuck up one thing the whole damn watch breaks. It helps keep my fingers nimble. Plus, it does more than keep time." She points out, flipping open a hidden pannel on the back and depressing a small button. An electric current washes over her, dispelling her disguise. Her skin turns olive green, her stitches and scars become visible, and little sparks jump off her neck bolts. She grins menacingly and raises her hands like she's got claws or something, "Rawr!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 19:36:44</strong>
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				Becky laughs softly as the girl does the cute 'rawr' thing, she stands up, spreading her wings to their full span, letting out a full on 'Angel of Vengeance' bellow, blackish silver flames wreathing her head and shoulders, and it could almost be pictured that she hovered over Sodom as the fire rained down from above. After bellowing she quite calmly folds her wings and sits back down. "Wow...." She giggles. "I didn't realise I could still do that..." she smiles slightly, before glancing back and swearing in... Coptic? Aramaic? Ancient Greek? "Ugh, my feathers are awful..." She sighs as she starts to hide her wings... the Angelic version of putting on a hat to hide a bad hair day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 19:47:32</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran blinks and watches the display, her eyebrows raising at the loud war cry. She lets out a low whistle and remarks, "Impressive." The angel starts to hide her wings, but the construct stands and sets a hand on her shoulder, shaking her head a little. "Nah. I like 'em. They're beautiful." She leans in, reaching back to brush her fingertips gingerly over the edge, lightly stroking the grey feathers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 19:54:02</strong>
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				"My feathers are all misplaced... I look awful..." Her wings are soft and downy, the feathers grey with subtle silver tips. "You should have seen them when I was still in His good graces... pearl white with golden flecks... wing care is SO hard to do down here..." She sighs softly, they would be warm though... cuddling up inside them would be like the best goosedown quilts, with a built in person to cuddle. "So... uuh... Frannie... what do you like doing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 19:59:43</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran rolls her eyes at the pity party coming her way. "Ah, stop complainin'. They look great to me. I don't really dig the whole Miss Perfect look anyway. You probably look better like this." She grins and reaches down, pinching the lapsed angel on her nicely toned rump, "Besides, if you keep bein' all mopey I'll spank you." The construct steps away, setting her rump on one of the tables and letting her feet dangle over the edge. "Me? Well, I like workin' in the lab I guess. It sort of runs in the family. Taking stuff apart, puttin' it back together, inventing weather control machines, that kinda thing. I like listenin' to music, horror movies (even though the bad guy never wins), and hangin' out in graveyards."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 20:08:29</strong>
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				"That's cute... here..." She fumbles around behind her for a moment, plucking a single ashen feather with a wince, the feather blows around as if in a breeze for a moment before solidifying, feeling as if made of featherlight metal. "You can use it for almost anything, it can pick locks, no acid can burn it, however strong... hell, wear it as a earring." she laughs softly, holding it out. "And should you ever need to find me, lie it on your palm and say 'Avarael'... the point will direct you to me, wherever I am." she smiles a little, should Francine take the feather she would attempt a kiss, a soft one on the girl's lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 20:13:31</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran grins, "Damn, that's pretty useful. Thanks, Becky.." Just as she's about to tuck the feather into her pocket, she feels the angel's lips brushing her own. She smiles and reaches up to cup the other woman's cheek, her eyes sliding shut as she dares to make the kiss linger just a bit. Her other hand drops, gently settling upon the lapsed angel's hip. Fran's lips are warm and soft against Becky's, fitting nicely against the angels. As the kiss ends, she leans back and grins, "..and thank you for that, too. I'd give you a neck bolt or somethin' in return, but I sort of need them to live." She winks. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 20:26:31</strong>
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				Becky laughs softly, her eyes soft. "I don't need anything... we don't sleep, eat, drink or... actually we're so pure I don't think we even shit." She laughs a little louder. "You were warmer than I expected..." she smiles slightly. "Just let me know if you want anything more... I... actually like you... which is new for me... in thousands of years almost no one even bothers to look at me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 20:33:58</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>"See? I told'ja I'd get through that armor." The construct grins at the angel and presses in a little closer, sliding her arms around the winged woman's neck, her fingers running through her hair. "As it happens, I do want somethin' more. Another kiss would be great, for starters." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 20:38:33</strong>
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				"Well shiver me timbers." Becky blinks and looks away, internally beating herself black and blue at the second pirate thing. "Uuuuh... I mean sure." She moves in close, gently taking the girl's chin in her finger and thumb as she moves in for another soft, gentle kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 20:41:40</strong>
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				Catriana lightly stepped up the stairs as her white heels made a soft clicking sound on the concrete. It was her first day of school for the 52nd time, and she couldn't help but smiled to herself at her little joke. Dressed sophisticated in a white sweater and dark jeans, her hair was long and pulled back into a ponytail, the blonde straight tresses bouncing gently on her back. <br><br>She passed by so many students, but the all seemed human. It was going to be interesting having someone brush up against her and feel her cool skin. At any rate, as she passed by two girls sitting and talking, she could sense that they were not of the human world, and smiled at them as she passed. "I see I'm not the only one who is here early. Sniffing out the new prey for this year, hm?" She winked at them and continued on her way, only to be stopped by a guy who was obviously in no mood to speak. <br><br>Ha. Good. She looked at him brightly and smiled, her eyes knowing that he was not human as well. "Good morning. What's your name? What year are you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 21:07:43</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran grinned a little, then let her eyes drift shut as they kissed again. She pressed in close to the angel, lips curling into a little smile as they brushed together in a soft kiss. It lingers on for a moment or two, the golem loving the feel of the angel's lips pressed against her own. Fran runs her fingers through Becky's hair, then slowly breaks the kiss. "Avast! That sure put some wind in me sails!" Fran grins impishly, loving to tease. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 21:14:10</strong>
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				Becky blushes, her wings drooping. "The last time I got this close to someone was during... that age... nervousness... ech..." She sighs and moves close again, whispering softly. "Perhaps one day I could go and... ahem... swab below decks?" she pulls back and smirks, it was a poetic masterpiece under the circumstances.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 21:26:48</strong>
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				Marcs Lerron<br><br>Marcus raised his eyebrow to the girl, "No, this is mister Baxter. I'm Marcus Lerron", he said shaking his head. She must have mistaken one of their voices for the other when the teacher came in. "<em>Oh, Ms. Kyleson</em>", he said looking less angry. "<em>I've been expecting you</em>", he said setting a coffee cup on his desk. "<em>I see you've already met Marcus</em>", he said as he stared at the young demon.<br><br>"<em>Don't try to defend him Ms.Kyleson, he knows he isn't allowed to smoke in class, but I suppose since he was helping you I can let him off the hook for now</em>", he said folding his arms and shaking his head. "Chaos is a part of who I am, you're lucky the only&nbsp; thing I do is smoke", Marcus said smirking to the old man. The teacher sighed, "You demons will be the death of me", he said rubbing his eyes annoyed.<br><br>"Now, Ms. Kyleson, it was told to me that you are a doppleganger, a fairly rare species who can change their shape", he said fixing his glasses. "I'm sure you must be suspicious of how I know this but one or two teachers here are a member of the supernatural world". Marcus nodded his head, "Mr. Baxter here is a minataur", he said leaning back against the desk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 21:59:58</strong>
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				Fabian smiled a little "I'm Fabian Erde, and the answer to your other question, we're the same year. Though I doubt we're even close to being the same age" He looked at her for a little trying to judge her character, trying to determine whether she'd be any threat to him. His reason told him to be wary of her, while his pride assured him he would win in a fight, whatever she might be. He finally decided to hold out a hand in a friendly gesture, he noted her eyes being drawn for a second to his claw like fingers "Dragon" He said simply, blowing a little smoke out of his nostrils. <br><br>He waited for her to shake his hand, secretly waiting to judge her power by the simple act. Not many realized what a handshake meant to dragons in hiding, it was a sign of cautious respect, of acknowledgement, it meant that whoever had gotten the dragon to hold out his or her hand they had earned their notice
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 22:11:52</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran groaned at that line and rolled her eyes. "Not with a line like that yer not. You're lucky I don't fasten you to the yardarm and keelhaul ya. I think. I'm no good with nautical terms." She grins and leans in, kissing the angel softly on her cheek before stepping around her to pour them two cups of coffee. "So what do you usually do when you come out here? Just.. sit and.. meditate or something?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 23:20:43</strong>
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				"Meditate... yeah, something like that." she smirks playfully. "It's all about that... uhm, what did you call it? Force stuff." she laughs softly. "I have alot of places I go for peace and balance... this is just the only one I can reach from the ground."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 00:51:11</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>"That's good, 'cause I can't fly. Yet." She passed a cup of coffee to Becky and took a sip of her own, feeling the caffeine course through her veins. "I'll work on a set of wings just as soon as I get that weather control machine done." The construct grins a little and returns to their booth, sliding into a seat and propping her feet up on the table top. She sips her coffee again, then suddenly her eyes go wide and she spits it out. "Pfft! Oh, fuck! I left all my chemicals set up in the lab! I was... working on... something." She coughs. "...An untested aphrodisiac. It'll either work really, really well... or kill someone." She ponders, "Well.. maybe it'll be okay. Who would drink something they just find lying in a science lab?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 00:58:53</strong>
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				Becky rolls her eyes. "Mortals can be so close minded... the heart is easy to ensnare with some degree of intelligence... and sexual prowess is well under a person's control... and in all honesty, a relationship isn't about making doe eyes and achieving a peak... it's about getting their slippers in the morning from where they were flung across the room last night... it's about cooking their favourite meal on ANY day but their birthday... giving them a lovely pair of earrings just because you love them, and a diamond the size of their face for your anniversary... you make every day special... and the special days perfect." Becky blinks, her cheeks colouring as she realises she just revealed a little more than she normally would about her romantic heart, taking a second to come up with a quick save. "Well, that's what centuries of watching mortals love has taught me anyway..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 01:05:24</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran blinks, then laughs, a smile on her face. "Wow. That was, um, beautiful. I didn't think I'd hear you say something like that when I first met you this mornin'." She grins. "Don't worry, it'll just be between us, you big softie." She winks, putting a finger to her lips to emphasize the point. "If you're feelin' so mushy why don't you come over here and cuddle up with me?" The construct pats the booth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 01:06:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6628790#msg6628790">Quote from: kingmaster1 on 21-07-2012, 21:26:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Marcs Lerron<br><br>Marcus raised his eyebrow to the girl, "No, this is mister Baxter. I'm Marcus Lerron", he said shaking his head. She must have mistaken one of their voices for the other when the teacher came in. "<em>Oh, Ms. Kyleson</em>", he said looking less angry. "<em>I've been expecting you</em>", he said setting a coffee cup on his desk. "<em>I see you've already met Marcus</em>", he said as he stared at the young demon.<br><br>"<em>Don't try to defend him Ms.Kyleson, he knows he isn't allowed to smoke in class, but I suppose since he was helping you I can let him off the hook for now</em>", he said folding his arms and shaking his head. "Chaos is a part of who I am, you're lucky the only&nbsp; thing I do is smoke", Marcus said smirking to the old man. The teacher sighed, "You demons will be the death of me", he said rubbing his eyes annoyed.<br><br>"Now, Ms. Kyleson, it was told to me that you are a doppleganger, a fairly rare species who can change their shape", he said fixing his glasses. "I'm sure you must be suspicious of how I know this but one or two teachers here are a member of the supernatural world". Marcus nodded his head, "Mr. Baxter here is a minataur", he said leaning back against the desk.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Rachel listened patiently and attentively, picking up things between the two.&nbsp; She thought she noticed a level of respect instead of simply submission, which was good.&nbsp; She'd been made to do things with her powers before.<br><br>She also wasn't surprised when she was recognized as a doppelganger.&nbsp; That was the whole point of making her wear the name tag, wasn't it?&nbsp; They wanted to be able to recognize her, so that she couldn't just impersonate a teacher or the principal and take things over.&nbsp; Of course, she wouldn't do that, but simply asking not to have to wear the name tag anymore would get people very suspicious very quickly.&nbsp; She knew that from experience.<br><br>The mention of the minotaur, though, quickly got her attention.&nbsp; "Wait...what?" she asked curiously.&nbsp; "But you don't look...minotaurs can change their shape as well?&nbsp; How do you..."&nbsp; Her questions didn't want to come out right, and confusion caused her eyes to shift rapidly from a soft blue to a darker shade closer to the ocean.&nbsp; She'd gotten past the point where a surprise would completely dissolve or mutate her form, but every so often, a simple shift would still get past her conscious control.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 01:08:23</strong>
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				"Look, how I feel makes no difference, love is... not good for me... honestly... I'd be yanked back up like a hellhound on a leash." She sighs softly, standing up to move in for the cuddle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 01:15:00</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran blinks, a bit taken aback at how quickly the mood in the room changed. "Uh.. alright." She sits there quietly, drinking her coffee, feeling rather awkward at the sudden shift in things. It was kind of odd, considering she hadn't said anything about love. They'd been smiling and joking a bit a few moments ago. She wasn't sure what brought about the change in the angel. Fran pondered this quietly as she sipped her beverage. Man, angels could be weird. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 01:43:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6629818#msg6629818">Quote from: AndyZ on 22-07-2012, 01:06:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Rachel listened patiently and attentively, picking up things between the two.&nbsp; She thought she noticed a level of respect instead of simply submission, which was good.&nbsp; She'd been made to do things with her powers before.<br><br>She also wasn't surprised when she was recognized as a doppelganger.&nbsp; That was the whole point of making her wear the name tag, wasn't it?&nbsp; They wanted to be able to recognize her, so that she couldn't just impersonate a teacher or the principal and take things over.&nbsp; Of course, she wouldn't do that, but simply asking not to have to wear the name tag anymore would get people very suspicious very quickly.&nbsp; She knew that from experience.<br><br>The mention of the minotaur, though, quickly got her attention.&nbsp; "Wait...what?" she asked curiously.&nbsp; "But you don't look...minotaurs can change their shape as well?&nbsp; How do you..."&nbsp; Her questions didn't want to come out right, and confusion caused her eyes to shift rapidly from a soft blue to a darker shade closer to the ocean.&nbsp; She'd gotten past the point where a surprise would completely dissolve or mutate her form, but every so often, a simple shift would still get past her conscious control.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Marcus smirked and nodded his head, "Mr.Baxter happens to be a specialist at disguises who helps students maintain and create their appearance", he said as the teacher nodded. "For some species it is much harder to create a different appearance, like my people, so we've gone to great lengths of research to make things work", the man said reaching into a drawer. He pulled out a small jar of powder, "This is crystaline opal. A very rare mineral that holds many interesting properties. One that the mystical people found is the ability for it to amplify some spells and it is what makes disguises work", he said before setting it back down.<br><br>"Other species have the ability naturally and don't need it, like yours and mine", Marcus said shrugging. He grabbed another cigarette out of his pocket and lit it like the others. He took a long drag from it before noticing Mr.Baxter raising an eyebrow, annoyed. "You know I need smoke", Marcus said shrugging and letting the smoke blow out his nose. Mr.Baxter rolled his eyes and sat at his desk, "Anyway, Ms.Kyleson, I'm sure you'll enjoy your time here", he said giving the girl a smile.<br><br>Just then the bell rang and the door opened, letting in a number of people. Marcus nodded his head in the direction of his desk for Rachael to follow him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 01:49:52</strong>
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				"Ooooh, want to see something cool? Watch this." Becky stands up suddenly, her mood changing more often than her underwear, grinning. She flexes her fingers, closing her eyes and starting to sing in a soft, bluesy voice.<br><br>"Sing me a song with a melody... sing me a song of us... sing me a song for the memories... sing me of just what we was... sing me sweetly, sing me soft... sing me forever and sing me off... sing me back and away once more... sing me for love and war.<br><br>Sing me an Island... with a lake... sing me a song of give and of take... sing me a river, with a dam... sing me a song of we lost, lonely lambs. Sing me once, sing me twice... sing me for virtue... and for vice... sing me forever and into the night."<br><br>She stops singing, blushing... her voice was lovely, the smokey tones of a blues musician, bringing pictures unbidden of New Orleans clubs and 1950's clothes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 02:29:46</strong>
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				<strong>LATE!</strong><br><br>Late! Late! Late! Late! Late! Late! Late! <br><br>How many times can someone be late to school on their first day?&nbsp; Mike shot out of bed and flew down the stairs, lightly landing on the lower terrace with the grace only angels possess.&nbsp; He grabbed a loaf of bread from the counter, cheese from the fridge, and was out the door in less than 5 minutes.&nbsp; Luckily he had spent all night grooming his feathers for the following day, or he would have been much later than he already was.<br><br>He arrived at school half an hour late and ran through the hallway, slowing to a walk once he saw a group of people.&nbsp; He was used to looking out of place, but hopefully the weird looks wouldn't start until around 3rd period this time.&nbsp; He could tell by their scent, as well as the aura they were giving off, that none of them were human.&nbsp; They didn't seem hostile, but he knew things could change quite rapidly, but they didn't seem overly friendly.&nbsp; He waved to the group of them and uttered a weak, "<strong>Hey there...</strong>" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 03:18:12</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6629996#msg6629996">Quote from: kingmaster1 on 22-07-2012, 01:43:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Marcus smirked and nodded his head, "Mr.Baxter happens to be a specialist at disguises who helps students maintain and create their appearance", he said as the teacher nodded. "For some species it is much harder to create a different appearance, like my people, so we've gone to great lengths of research to make things work", the man said reaching into a drawer. He pulled out a small jar of powder, "This is crystaline opal. A very rare mineral that holds many interesting properties. One that the mystical people found is the ability for it to amplify some spells and it is what makes disguises work", he said before setting it back down.<br><br>"Other species have the ability naturally and don't need it, like yours and mine", Marcus said shrugging. He grabbed another cigarette out of his pocket and lit it like the others. He took a long drag from it before noticing Mr.Baxter raising an eyebrow, annoyed. "You know I need smoke", Marcus said shrugging and letting the smoke blow out his nose. Mr.Baxter rolled his eyes and sat at his desk, "Anyway, Ms.Kyleson, I'm sure you'll enjoy your time here", he said giving the girl a smile.<br><br>Just then the bell rang and the door opened, letting in a number of people. Marcus nodded his head in the direction of his desk for Rachael to follow him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Rachel mostly took everything in stride, soaking in the information without issue and allowing her notable intellect mix with her natural curiosity to help put things together.&nbsp; Upon seeing the crystalline opal, however, her mouth opened just a little in surprise and wonder, though not for the reasons one might suspect.&nbsp; She'd heard of crystalline opal, an old story from her grandmother.&nbsp; Supposedly, it was able to allow a doppelganger to change into even inhuman forms, giving even bones the ability to shift.&nbsp; Her grandmother had never really explained what she'd been able to do with her one and only use of the stuff, though.<br><br>As the bell rang, she moved back a bit with Mark, taking up a spot wherever he wanted to sit so long as she had her tablet ready for notes and understanding.&nbsp; She loved to learn; it was just that some of the people often made it difficult.&nbsp; Her next class was in the science lab, one of her favorites.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 03:28:57</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6628971#msg6628971">Quote from: A Japanese Dane on 21-07-2012, 21:59:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Fabian smiled a little "I'm Fabian Erde, and the answer to your other question, we're the same year. Though I doubt we're even close to being the same age" He looked at her for a little trying to judge her character, trying to determine whether she'd be any threat to him. His reason told him to be wary of her, while his pride assured him he would win in a fight, whatever she might be. He finally decided to hold out a hand in a friendly gesture, he noted her eyes being drawn for a second to his claw like fingers "Dragon" He said simply, blowing a little smoke out of his nostrils. <br><br>He waited for her to shake his hand, secretly waiting to judge her power by the simple act. Not many realized what a handshake meant to dragons in hiding, it was a sign of cautious respect, of acknowledgement, it meant that whoever had gotten the dragon to hold out his or her hand they had earned their notice<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana smiled genuinely at his response, his name rolling off her tongue as she repeated it, an old fashion English accent sounding lightly from her mouth. "Fabian Erde. 'Tis a pleasure to meet you. I'm sure you and I will be seeing quite a bit of each other as we are in the same year. Where's your homeroom? Mine is in room 389, followed by British Literature in 110. Surely I'll know someone in either of those rooms." She stepped up closer to him, so that any human passing them out just look at them as though they were swapping secrets. She looked him dead in the eye, her bright green eyes bright with mischief. "As for age, one would be surprised how old I am, sweetheart. Born in 1797, turned in 1815." She shook his hand, lady like in appearance, but her strength was hidden to all but supernaturals. She winked at him before smiling, sharing a secret with him. "Dragon? How delightful. Vampire..." For emphasis, she stepped closer to him again, smiling just a bit more mischievously and let her fangs pop out of her gums for a brief moment, her tongue running over them. "You and I, darling, are going to have a lot of fun this year, no?"<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6630200#msg6630200">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 22-07-2012, 02:29:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>LATE!</strong><br><br>Late! Late! Late! Late! Late! Late! Late! <br><br>How many times can someone be late to school on their first day?&nbsp; Mike shot out of bed and flew down the stairs, lightly landing on the lower terrace with the grace only angels possess.&nbsp; He grabbed a loaf of bread from the counter, cheese from the fridge, and was out the door in less than 5 minutes.&nbsp; Luckily he had spent all night grooming his feathers for the following day, or he would have been much later than he already was.<br><br>He arrived at school half an hour late and ran through the hallway, slowing to a walk once he saw a group of people.&nbsp; He was used to looking out of place, but hopefully the weird looks wouldn't start until around 3rd period this time.&nbsp; He could tell by their scent, as well as the aura they were giving off, that none of them were human.&nbsp; They didn't seem hostile, but he knew things could change quite rapidly, but they didn't seem overly friendly.&nbsp; He waved to the group of them and uttered a weak, "<strong>Hey there...</strong>" <br><br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>As Catriana was speaking to Fabian, the wind picked up a peculiar scent she'd smelled just once in her life. She turned her head to see a mouse&nbsp; of a man skitter through the crowds. He wanted to blend in, and Catriana, well, socialite that she was in her time and now, just couldn't have that. She turned to him, placed her hand on his sleeve and looked at him brightly. "Good morning! How are you on this glorious day? What's your name? I'm Catriana and this is Fabian."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 04:40:40</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein<br></strong><br>Fran blinked. Man, Becky was like a yo-yo of emotion. Up one moment, down the next, then back up again! Odd bird. She grinned a bit as the angel finished her song. "You've got a sweet voice, but I'm afraid I'm more into steampunk bands and hard rock. Can you sing any AC/DC?" She laughs a little bit, hiding her playful smile by taking a sip of her coffee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 09:57:39</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6630541#msg6630541">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 22-07-2012, 03:28:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As Catriana was speaking to Fabian, the wind picked up a peculiar scent she'd smelled just once in her life. She turned her head to see a mouse&nbsp; of a man skitter through the crowds. He wanted to blend in, and Catriana, well, socialite that she was in her time and now, just couldn't have that. She turned to him, placed her hand on his sleeve and looked at him brightly. "Good morning! How are you on this glorious day? What's your name? I'm Catriana and this is Fabian."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike nearly recoiled at the touch of someone unfamiliar, let alone a vampire.&nbsp; He maintained whatever semblance of cool he had left and turned to face her.&nbsp; His heart nearly skipped a beat.&nbsp; Good God she was gorgeous.&nbsp; He felt his feathers stiffen, and he shook her hand.&nbsp; <strong>"Nice to meet you both.&nbsp; I'm Mike.&nbsp; Where are you guys headed?"</strong>&nbsp; He had no idea what creature this Fabian was, but he was pretty sure he had never met one before.&nbsp; He sized him up, figuring out if he could take either of them in a fight.&nbsp; <em>Play nice, Mike...it's your first day and you could use some allies.</em>&nbsp; He refused to say "friends".&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 10:47:15</strong>
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				"Ay-see... dee-see?" Becky blinked, raising her eyebrows... she hasn't been following music since the late fifties. "Frannie, Blues is the grandaddy of modern music... it's pretty cultural for modern mortals... music with soul." she smiles slightly, her wings fluttering. "Music tastes aside... I hope you like it here... no one's ever been here before..." She smiles again, stretching her wings a little. "First person to come to one of my special places in centuries..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 11:04:51</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6632235#msg6632235">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 22-07-2012, 09:57:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike nearly recoiled at the touch of someone unfamiliar, let alone a vampire.&nbsp; He maintained whatever semblance of cool he had left and turned to face her.&nbsp; His heart nearly skipped a beat.&nbsp; Good God she was gorgeous.&nbsp; He felt his feathers stiffen, and he shook her hand.&nbsp; <strong>"Nice to meet you both.&nbsp; I'm Mike.&nbsp; Where are you guys headed?"</strong>&nbsp; He had no idea what creature this Fabian was, but he was pretty sure he had never met one before.&nbsp; He sized him up, figuring out if he could take either of them in a fight.&nbsp; <em>Play nice, Mike...it's your first day and you could use some allies.</em>&nbsp; He refused to say "friends". <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Fabian sniffed quickly and smiled "Do I confuse you?" He smile softly and looked at Mike, scanning his body with his eyes "You are most undoubtedly an angel" He said with a very monotone accent, making it impossible to hear where he was from "you are not a part of mother earth's cycle, you are an outsider" He said simply "But welcome anyway" He said, before looking back at Catriana "it seems we'll be seeing a lot more of eachother.. hatchling" He said the last in jest "We have the same homeroom and classes it seems" He chuckled softly "and as for me... I was born before the start of your Anno Domini" He said with a grin "I am 2231 years old, and I am still young amongst my own kind" He smiled and as he walked past Mike he led a heavy hand land on his shoulder whispering as he passed "Dragon... You angels never were good at identifying us" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 16:21:28</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6632235#msg6632235">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 22-07-2012, 09:57:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike nearly recoiled at the touch of someone unfamiliar, let alone a vampire.&nbsp; He maintained whatever semblance of cool he had left and turned to face her.&nbsp; His heart nearly skipped a beat.&nbsp; Good God she was gorgeous.&nbsp; He felt his feathers stiffen, and he shook her hand.&nbsp; <strong>"Nice to meet you both.&nbsp; I'm Mike.&nbsp; Where are you guys headed?"</strong>&nbsp; He had no idea what creature this Fabian was, but he was pretty sure he had never met one before.&nbsp; He sized him up, figuring out if he could take either of them in a fight.&nbsp; <em>Play nice, Mike...it's your first day and you could use some allies.</em>&nbsp; He refused to say "friends".&nbsp; <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6632462#msg6632462">Quote from: A Japanese Dane on 22-07-2012, 11:04:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Fabian sniffed quickly and smiled "Do I confuse you?" He smile softly and looked at Mike, scanning his body with his eyes "You are most undoubtedly an angel" He said with a very monotone accent, making it impossible to hear where he was from "you are not a part of mother earth's cycle, you are an outsider" He said simply "But welcome anyway" He said, before looking back at Catriana "it seems we'll be seeing a lot more of eachother.. hatchling" He said the last in jest "We have the same homeroom and classes it seems" He chuckled softly "and as for me... I was born before the start of your Anno Domini" He said with a grin "I am 2231 years old, and I am still young amongst my own kind" He smiled and as he walked past Mike he led a heavy hand land on his shoulder whispering as he passed "Dragon... You angels never were good at identifying us" <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She could sense his unease, and pulled her hand away swiftly so she would not cause him further discomfort. When he turned to look at her, she smiled her well trained smile so many years ago, and held out her hand as she introduced herself. She had learned long ago that ladies did not curtsy anymore, and to do so (as she had done in the 50s) caused many to laugh at her. Her hand shake was very much like the same handshake she gave Fabian: lady like in appearance, but strong beneath the cool touch. "Mike, it's nice to meet you as well! I'm headed to home room at room 389 and then British Literature in 110." She smiled her own secret smile at that, knowing that her teacher, if he were human, would be astonished at the things she knew about British Literature, having been from the era most of the literature was written in for the class. Her smile turned into a soft frown at Fabian's words, pursing her lips ever so gently. "Fabian, that is no way to treat your fellow classmates! You ought to make him feel welcome..." She smiled at Mike apologetically before seeing Fabian turn his attention to her, her smile turning incredibly playful the longer he spoke, as if she's trying to suppress a giggle. "Hatchling, I very much like the sound of that." She winked at him and continued to listen to his age. She was actually very taken back at his age, but seeing as how he was a dragon, she was curious as to what he'd seen in his life. "Well, young one, I must respect my elders and bid you adieu until we see each other again." She watched Fabian speak to Mike once more before he left, feeling that Fabian would be a very good person to have around. She turned back to Mike and looked at him curiously. "An angel? My, my, were you born into the role or did you become accepted into Heaven? I've never actually met an angel before."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 17:03:40</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6632958#msg6632958">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 22-07-2012, 16:21:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She could sense his unease, and pulled her hand away swiftly so she would not cause him further discomfort. When he turned to look at her, she smiled her well trained smile so many years ago, and held out her hand as she introduced herself. She had learned long ago that ladies did not curtsy anymore, and to do so (as she had done in the 50s) caused many to laugh at her. Her hand shake was very much like the same handshake she gave Fabian: lady like in appearance, but strong beneath the cool touch. "Mike, it's nice to meet you as well! I'm headed to home room at room 389 and then British Literature in 110." She smiled her own secret smile at that, knowing that her teacher, if he were human, would be astonished at the things she knew about British Literature, having been from the era most of the literature was written in for the class. Her smile turned into a soft frown at Fabian's words, pursing her lips ever so gently. "Fabian, that is no way to treat your fellow classmates! You ought to make him feel welcome..." She smiled at Mike apologetically before seeing Fabian turn his attention to her, her smile turning incredibly playful the longer he spoke, as if she's trying to suppress a giggle. "Hatchling, I very much like the sound of that." She winked at him and continued to listen to his age. She was actually very taken back at his age, but seeing as how he was a dragon, she was curious as to what he'd seen in his life. "Well, young one, I must respect my elders and bid you adieu until we see each other again." She watched Fabian speak to Mike once more before he left, feeling that Fabian would be a very good person to have around. She turned back to Mike and looked at him curiously. "An angel? My, my, were you born into the role or did you become accepted into Heaven? I've never actually met an angel before."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike watched as the dragonspawn rounded the corner before turning his attention to Cat's questions.&nbsp; <strong>"Not very friendly, is he? And to answer your question, I was very much born into this.&nbsp; I never chose to be an angel.&nbsp; I mean, not that I'm complaining, angels are VERY powerful...and it's always nice having a personal line to the Big Man Upstairs if I ever need anything..."</strong>&nbsp; He chuckled at that last line.&nbsp; As if He would ever answer any of Mike's prayers.&nbsp; He turned his attention back to Cat.&nbsp; <strong>"Well, if you're ever free sometime, maybe I can introduce you to the Angel anatomy a bit more...personally."</strong>&nbsp; He gave Cat a really big smile.&nbsp; He was never very good at flirting, but he figured, new school, new classmates.&nbsp; Now was as good a time as any to try.&nbsp; But, he reasoned, she was an ageless vampire who was probably much older than he.&nbsp; What hope did he have of wooing her?&nbsp; <strong>"Oh, we have the same homeroom.&nbsp; Would you mind showing me where it is?&nbsp; I'm terrible at these schools.&nbsp; Nothing ever makes sense"</strong> He grumbled a bit at that last part.&nbsp; Being only 700, he was still only a teenager to most Angels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 18:08:06</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran laughed a little as her angelic companion looked a tad confused. It must get boring trying to keep up with every musical trend, so Fran figured Becky must've just stopped after she found one she actually liked. The construct looks around the delapidated diner and shrugs, a little smirk palying across her lips. "It could use a few more amenities, but it's not a bad place to get some peace an' quiet, I think. What made ya wanna bring me here, Becky?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 20:26:29</strong>
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				"It's out of the way... figured we could be... more true to ourselves here. I needed to stretch my wings." She smiles slightly. "Or maybe I just wanted to get you alone... rig the mainbrace." Winces at yet another nautical term "Uuuh, I mean... make a move." She smiles, hiding her blush well as she turns to refill her coffee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 20:48:53</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Spotting a jukebox on the far wall of the diner, Fran strolls over to it and brushes it off a little bit. "It'll be hard for me to see the moves comin' if they're all in old timey pirate speak, angel." She grins a little. "I'm only seventeen, y'know. Unlike most of our school companions, I'm not a thousand years old." She wiped dust off the front of the machine and peered inside, then grinned a little. Just what she needed. Fran pulled the jukebox away from the wall and took a multi-tool out of her pocket, then started working on it. After about ten minutes and a large jolt of electricity from her own body directly into the machine that made her hair frizz out for a moment or two she had the machine working again. It lit up all around the edges with bright colors. The construct stood and pushed it back against the wall, then pressed a couple of the buttons. AC/DC's 'Highway To Hell' started playing. Franny grinned and leaned against the machine. "Ah, the kings of rock. I should bring you a little generator so you can get some permanent power runnin' in this place."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 20:52:41</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6633064#msg6633064">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 22-07-2012, 17:03:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike watched as the dragonspawn rounded the corner before turning his attention to Cat's questions.&nbsp; <strong>"Not very friendly, is he? And to answer your question, I was very much born into this.&nbsp; I never chose to be an angel.&nbsp; I mean, not that I'm complaining, angels are VERY powerful...and it's always nice having a personal line to the Big Man Upstairs if I ever need anything..."</strong>&nbsp; He chuckled at that last line.&nbsp; As if He would ever answer any of Mike's prayers.&nbsp; He turned his attention back to Cat.&nbsp; <strong>"Well, if you're ever free sometime, maybe I can introduce you to the Angel anatomy a bit more...personally."</strong>&nbsp; He gave Cat a really big smile.&nbsp; He was never very good at flirting, but he figured, new school, new classmates.&nbsp; Now was as good a time as any to try.&nbsp; But, he reasoned, she was an ageless vampire who was probably much older than he.&nbsp; What hope did he have of wooing her?&nbsp; <strong>"Oh, we have the same homeroom.&nbsp; Would you mind showing me where it is?&nbsp; I'm terrible at these schools.&nbsp; Nothing ever makes sense"</strong> He grumbled a bit at that last part.&nbsp; Being only 700, he was still only a teenager to most Angels.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana watched Fabian round the corner, moving to look back at him before she listened intently to his question. She was certainly surprised that there was a Big Man Upstairs. Being a vampire perhaps made her a monster in her own right, but she always wondered if she had died, if she would have actually gone to Heaven. The night she died and was born again, she could no longer call herself a Christian. It was just an oxymoron for her. She looked momentarily sad as she realized all these things, and again, she cursed her husband and maker for taking her life from her. She rose her eyes to Mike, speaking gently, her brightness fading quickly. "I have unfortunately lost my religion. My husba- um, maker took that from me the night I died. For the past two hundred years, I always wondered if I were still human, if God would have taken me into Heaven, or left me to rot in Hell. Had I know what kind of man... well, needless to say, I would never have agreed to marry him." She swallowed a large lump in her throat and looked away,&nbsp; taking a deep breath and regaining her happiness back. "But, it's in the past now. A new school year and a new year for me and all." She smiled brightly at him again, but burst out laughing at his flirtatious words. "You are incredibly cute, Mike! You and I get to know each other more, and then we'll talk, alright?" She winked at him, suppressing another laugh as she looked at him. "Brave man, it's been quite a while since someone's offered anything to me aside from their neck." She looked at his class list and nodded her head in agreement. They had many classes together, actually, but they were later in the day. "Of course! Trust me, you haven't seen any school more confusing than that of the Academy in London. It is a literal maze, and I'm fairly certain they created it JUST to get students lost." She inclined her head towards the door and started her way to the homeroom on the third floor of the school. Having already met two people, she was sure this would be the year of all years that she wouldn't have to hide her true self from anyone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 21:00:04</strong>
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				Fabian set off for homeroom smiling to himself at the thought of the vampire "She's... different" He thought, for the first time in a while not having the urge to rip a spawn of man to pieces, and regardless of what they said, vampires at been human, and that made them weak.. or so he had thought. He chuckled to himself as his mind replayed her reacting to his jest. He pushed the door to homeroom open and found an empty where he sat down, feet on the desk, more of boredom than intentional defiance of rules. He had read the school rules through 18 times, finding them less and less enlightening each time he read them. He slipped into a quick meditative state, staying aware while letting the world tell him of the school.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 21:02:07</strong>
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				"Highway to Hell? Really? THIS is a song you play to an angel on a date?" she laughs softly. "And I would LOVE to be a thousand again... ahhh, to be young... anyway... it's not my fault I speak like Captain sodding Morgan." She smirks and stretches her wings out again. "Why do they have to be so loud? Besides, there IS no highway to hell, it's more like a pit... or a mineshaft... or an airport entrance... the mortal representation of these things is whimsical at best..." She smiles again, standing up to walk over ad try to give the girl another kiss... a little more passionate than before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 21:03:48</strong>
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				Marcus sat in the back of the class and was able to lean back with his chair against the wall. As the teacher started to give his lesson Marcus moved his head against the wall and pretty much fell asleep with a cigarette resting in his mouth. After about twenty minutes the cigarette was down to the filter and the ash was leaning down, ready to fall off. When the cigarette had burnt out the ash fell down onto Marcus's chest, burning through his shirt. He woke up when he felt it against his chest, it didn't burn him since he was immune to such things but he did see the hole in his shirt. "Shit", he said looking down to it.<br><br>Mr.Baxter looked over to him, obviously hearing him but didn't say anything. "I'll be right back", he said over to Rachel before getting up and moving out of the room when the teacher wasn't looking. He walked&nbsp; through the halls of the school and went around, thinking he left an old shirt somewhere. He didn't remember what room he'd left it in so he went into the empty science lab and started to look around.<br><br>He was surprised to see that the chemicals had been used recently and went over to a vial of he didn't know what. He held it up to his nose and smelled, "Who makes an aphrodisiac?", he asked himself. He'd seen enough aphrodisiacs to know one when he saw one, but it was apparent that this was a strong one. He shrugged his shoulders and found a container for it, putting it in his pack before leaving. He doubted anyone would miss it.<br><br>He looked in his locker and found a new shirt, it was a bit old but it worked fine. He swapped it for the other and went back to the class soon enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 21:16:48</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran grinned. "It was what they had on the selection. Besides, I didn't even know this was a date. I thought we were just hangin' out." The construct laughed at Becky's noise complained and grinned wider, "If it's not loud, it's not rock 'n roll. I'm sorry it's not all lutes an' fifes an' shit." She teased as the angel closed in, the golem wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her in close. She leans up, kissing her back deeply, her eyes drifting shut and her lips parting ever so slightly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 21:30:36</strong>
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				Becky attempts to deepen the kiss, adding a little tongue if proven to be allowed, breaking quickly, for fear of recrimination, starting to talk almost immediately. "Lutes and fifes? I like BLUES... New Orleans was so wonderful..." She sighs wistfully "This stuff isn't bad, but you didn't hear blues music drifting over the bayou at sunset..." She grins playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 22:50:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6633916#msg6633916">Quote from: kingmaster1 on 22-07-2012, 21:03:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Marcus sat in the back of the class and was able to lean back with his chair against the wall. As the teacher started to give his lesson Marcus moved his head against the wall and pretty much fell asleep with a cigarette resting in his mouth. After about twenty minutes the cigarette was down to the filter and the ash was leaning down, ready to fall off. When the cigarette had burnt out the ash fell down onto Marcus's chest, burning through his shirt. He woke up when he felt it against his chest, it didn't burn him since he was immune to such things but he did see the hole in his shirt. "Shit", he said looking down to it.<br><br>Mr.Baxter looked over to him, obviously hearing him but didn't say anything. "I'll be right back", he said over to Rachel before getting up and moving out of the room when the teacher wasn't looking. He walked&nbsp; through the halls of the school and went around, thinking he left an old shirt somewhere. He didn't remember what room he'd left it in so he went into the empty science lab and started to look around.<br><br>He was surprised to see that the chemicals had been used recently and went over to a vial of he didn't know what. He held it up to his nose and smelled, "Who makes an aphrodisiac?", he asked himself. He'd seen enough aphrodisiacs to know one when he saw one, but it was apparent that this was a strong one. He shrugged his shoulders and found a container for it, putting it in his pack before leaving. He doubted anyone would miss it.<br><br>He looked in his locker and found a new shirt, it was a bit old but it worked fine. He swapped it for the other and went back to the class soon enough.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Rachel paid dutiful attention, writing as much down as she could.&nbsp; The app she was using seemed custom-made for writing, and each time she filled a line, the screen automatically jumped up a bit in order to keep making room for her notes.&nbsp; Add that to not worrying about pencils breaking, running out of ink, and other problems she'd always had with notebooks, and it was nothing less than a relief.<br><br>Although she noticed Mark leaving, she kept quiet and held her focus upon the teacher.&nbsp; Now that she had her shapeshifting down to a degree where it didn't require conscious effort on her part, she could really listen and everything made so much more sense.&nbsp; Now, everything seemed to be going just a little slow for her.<br><br>As soon as Mark returned, she flashed him the tablet screen so that he could read the notes that he missed.&nbsp; She seemed to be writing down pretty much everything, but it all made sense to her, giving her a feeling like she belonged here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 00:45:24</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran blinks. Just when it was getting good, the kiss is broken. She narrows her eyes in thought a little bit; this girl is a little wacky, she figures. Just a bit too indecisive for her tastes. She blows a strand of hair out of her face and replies, "Nope. I haven't." The construct pulls away from the jukebox and strolls to the door, turning to face the angel as she moves. "Hey, if ya don't mind, I'm gonna head out for a bit. As long as I'm cuttin' outta class today I might as well go get some parts I need back at the lab. Thanks for the coffee and everything. Nice place ya got here, Becky." She grins a little bit and pushes out the door, activating her disguise again as she does so. Don't want to appear 'abnormal' out there, after all! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 09:06:41</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6633874#msg6633874">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 22-07-2012, 20:52:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Catriana watched Fabian round the corner, moving to look back at him before she listened intently to his question. She was certainly surprised that there was a Big Man Upstairs. Being a vampire perhaps made her a monster in her own right, but she always wondered if she had died, if she would have actually gone to Heaven. The night she died and was born again, she could no longer call herself a Christian. It was just an oxymoron for her. She looked momentarily sad as she realized all these things, and again, she cursed her husband and maker for taking her life from her. She rose her eyes to Mike, speaking gently, her brightness fading quickly. "I have unfortunately lost my religion. My husba- um, maker took that from me the night I died. For the past two hundred years, I always wondered if I were still human, if God would have taken me into Heaven, or left me to rot in Hell. Had I know what kind of man... well, needless to say, I would never have agreed to marry him." She swallowed a large lump in her throat and looked away,&nbsp; taking a deep breath and regaining her happiness back. "But, it's in the past now. A new school year and a new year for me and all." She smiled brightly at him again, but burst out laughing at his flirtatious words. "You are incredibly cute, Mike! You and I get to know each other more, and then we'll talk, alright?" She winked at him, suppressing another laugh as she looked at him. "Brave man, it's been quite a while since someone's offered anything to me aside from their neck." She looked at his class list and nodded her head in agreement. They had many classes together, actually, but they were later in the day. "Of course! Trust me, you haven't seen any school more confusing than that of the Academy in London. It is a literal maze, and I'm fairly certain they created it JUST to get students lost." She inclined her head towards the door and started her way to the homeroom on the third floor of the school. Having already met two people, she was sure this would be the year of all years that she wouldn't have to hide her true self from anyone.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike listened to her sob story, keenly aware his eyes were getting misty.&nbsp; Being an angel, even a loosely defined one, he could feel her every emotion and felt the pain and loss that came with having something taken away from you.&nbsp; He could see she was becoming visibly shaken by this, and he reached out and hugged her, holding her close.&nbsp; A heavenly light beamed from nowhere and highlighted both of them for a brief moment.&nbsp; His wings, not visible to humans, wrapped around her and held her in place for a moment. He placed his hand on the back of her head and stroked it, once, twice, before letting go.&nbsp; Blushing awkwardly, he turned away and listened as she became happy.&nbsp; He doubted she felt as happy as she sounded, but Mike was far too busy hoping she didn't see his beet red appearance.&nbsp; She finished her speech, something about a school in London, and trotted down the hall with Mike in tow.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"I, uh...I..."</strong><br><br>He shut his mouth, and just kept walking, his wings twitching anxiously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 10:15:56</strong>
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				Becky lets her go, swearing softly in a long dead language, her brows furrowed. She folds her wings and gets onto her motorcycle, heading for the lockup, followed by a bar. She may have the body of an eighteen year old, but she'd like to see someone go through a few thousand years on earth without copious amounts of alcohol. She sits on the stool and orders a pint of something that tastes awful. First person to make her feel... even remotely connected in centuries, and she messes it up... she bashes her head on the table, swearing fluently in Coptic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 17:58:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6637546#msg6637546">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 23-07-2012, 09:06:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike listened to her sob story, keenly aware his eyes were getting misty.&nbsp; Being an angel, even a loosely defined one, he could feel her every emotion and felt the pain and loss that came with having something taken away from you.&nbsp; He could see she was becoming visibly shaken by this, and he reached out and hugged her, holding her close.&nbsp; A heavenly light beamed from nowhere and highlighted both of them for a brief moment.&nbsp; His wings, not visible to humans, wrapped around her and held her in place for a moment. He placed his hand on the back of her head and stroked it, once, twice, before letting go.&nbsp; Blushing awkwardly, he turned away and listened as she became happy.&nbsp; He doubted she felt as happy as she sounded, but Mike was far too busy hoping she didn't see his beet red appearance.&nbsp; She finished her speech, something about a school in London, and trotted down the hall with Mike in tow.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"I, uh...I..."</strong><br><br>He shut his mouth, and just kept walking, his wings twitching anxiously.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana hadn't intended to let her life story on religion unfold, but as she started speaking, it just kind of all tumbled out. It was hard for her to talk about, seeing as how she had her entire life forced out of her, and despite taking several breaths to get over her sadness, she gasped out loud when she felt hands envelope her. Mike's warmth caused her to cling to him tightly, curling into his chest as his arms and wings held her tight. It was the most comforting thing she'd felt in over one hundred years, and her sadness slowly ebbed away. Talking about her other schools seemed to help Catriana get over her fears, and as they moved into the school, she directed them to the homeroom, where she found a seat quickly. She had hoped that Mike would sit close to her, so she could talk to him, and when he did, she smiled and spoke softly, so that no one else could hear. "So tell me about yourself, Mike.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 19:38:46</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6634453#msg6634453">Quote from: AndyZ on 22-07-2012, 22:50:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Rachel paid dutiful attention, writing as much down as she could.&nbsp; The app she was using seemed custom-made for writing, and each time she filled a line, the screen automatically jumped up a bit in order to keep making room for her notes.&nbsp; Add that to not worrying about pencils breaking, running out of ink, and other problems she'd always had with notebooks, and it was nothing less than a relief.<br><br>Although she noticed Mark leaving, she kept quiet and held her focus upon the teacher.&nbsp; Now that she had her shapeshifting down to a degree where it didn't require conscious effort on her part, she could really listen and everything made so much more sense.&nbsp; Now, everything seemed to be going just a little slow for her.<br><br>As soon as Mark returned, she flashed him the tablet screen so that he could read the notes that he missed.&nbsp; She seemed to be writing down pretty much everything, but it all made sense to her, giving her a feeling like she belonged here.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mark pretended to look over Rachael's notes and thanked her but didn't really read them, notes weren't something he needed. He was more interested in the drug he found. He pulled it out of his pack and looked it over in the glass bottle he'd put it in. He could tell it was immensely strong, even to the point that it would definitely kill a human if taken. Though to a supernatural being...it would definitely be fun.<br><br>He thought about testing it out on himself but guessed that this wasn't the time nor the place for him to become incredibly horny...not after last time. He kept it in his hand until the teacher started doing his rounds, he had some mischief planned and he wasn't loosing the opportunity for fun. He put it back in his pack and got out all of the stuff he needed to pretend to take notes and fake doing his work.<br><br>After sometime he started to get bored and once more leaned back in his seat, about to fall asleep until he saw that one of the girls in the class was wearing a short skirt. He smirked and lowered his hand nearer to the ground, letting his pet rat fall onto the floor and quickly run over to her. He moved his sight to the rat, his normal eyes becoming white and without pupils, as it ran over to the girl and began looking up her skirt from an unseen vantage point.<br><br>He sat back and enjoyed the show, shutting his eyes so no one will see them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 23:42:25</strong>
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				Rachel smiled when he thanked her, but then went back to her notes, going over the listing of everything that the class would cover over the course of the year.&nbsp; She didn't really notice anything with the rat; her concentration was dedicated to the explanations of history and how everything would come together in an explanation.<br><br>This was her favorite part of the year.&nbsp; Everything was brand new, a delightful curiosity waiting to be learned.&nbsp; Later on in the year, she would get sick of dealing with people, headaches would come from trying to remember everything, and tests would turn the exploration into a chore.&nbsp; For now, though, she could still enjoy it.<br><br>Once class finished, she saved and closed the file on her tablet, standing up.&nbsp; "I have Science next.&nbsp; How about you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 23:52:49</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran walked from the abandoned diner to an electronics shop down the road, where she picked up a few odds and ends she needed for her next experiment. Since she'd forgotten to put away her stuff from before she was fairly sure her aphrodisiac project was a bust. Either someone would've taken it, or just poured it down the drain by now. And she'd planned on portioning that stuff out and selling it, too. Oh well. Such is the tragic life of a mad scientist. Bag in tow, Fran returned to the school just before her science class was set to begin. She dropped her stuff off in her locker and then headed to the science lab to grab her usual table before class started. Sure enough, her chemicals were gone. "Ah, fuck. I knew it." The construct grumbled and ran her fingers through her hair, "Now I've got to mix up another batch an' I'm gonna have to supply my own Drain-o this time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 00:14:07</strong>
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				Marcus sat and enjoyed his show during class, enjoying it even more when he found out that the girl was wearing a very tight, skimpy thong. Throughout class he did nothing but watch her and feel his erection strain against his pants. He didn't even notice when class ended until Rachael spoke.<br><br>"Science? Sure why not", he said shrugging. "Speaking of which look what I found when I stepped out", he said pulling out the glass vial. "It's an aphrodisiac I found in the science room, no clue who made it, though I have a guess", he said running it under his nose. Even the smell of it made his erection seem to strain even more against his pants.<br><br>He put the vial away, "Here, I'll show you to the science room since we're going there anyway", he said shrugging and motioning for her to follow him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 00:31:50</strong>
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				Rachel didn't really notice the rat until the end, though she glanced over at the girl thoughtfully for just a moment.&nbsp; It wasn't something she was going to bring up until it came up later.<br><br>She glanced over at the vial, at first guessing it was some kind of drink, until he explained.&nbsp; That was quite a relief: if she'd seen it, she would probably either have drunk it herself or accidentally spilled it over herself while cleaning up.&nbsp; She didn't know too much about aphrodisiacs, and she wasn't sure how she felt, but Rachel still felt like she could do something to help a friend.<br><br>"Do you want her?"&nbsp; Rachel flicked her long hair in the direction of the other girl.&nbsp; "I have a plan to give it to her, if you want..."&nbsp; Her voice flickered, unsure if she wanted to do that, but something in her blood still called to her in order to play the prank.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 00:35:35</strong>
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				Becky sighs, paying her bar tab and walking out to get back to school, slipping into the Science Lesson, sitting in any available seat and pulling out her book and pen, grimacing at the subject matter and pulling out a pad to sketch on, her boots up on the desk, the teacher seeming not to notice her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 01:23:48</strong>
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				Marcus rejoined the rat into his hand and cracked his knuckles, making sure everything was in order. At her question he looked over to the girl with a devilish grin, "I've already had her", he said chuckling, "but thanks for the offer". <br><br>He walked out of the classroom, making sure Rachael was coming with him and started to go through the halls. "Just so you know, the rat is only one thing I can do, I can also make a crow and various snakes", he said shrugging. "They're traditional for my people", he said chuckling a bit. It didn't take them long to get to the science lab, all of the classes were pretty close together. <br><br>When he opened the science class door his nose caught two, very distinct smells, that seemed to meet him immediately. He looked around the room until he found what he felt was the source of it, it was like an angel but...feigntly so...the other was no doubt some kind of reanimated creature. When he found the source of the smell he raised his eyebrow, it was definitely no angel but she seemed damn familiar. "Grab a seat, I'll be with you in a second", he said before walking over to the angel and sitting next to her. "So, what are you going by now?", he asked as his eyes stayed forward.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 01:37:58</strong>
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				Becky scowls as her space is invaded, her scowl turning into a look of abject rage as she realised what exactly sat there, she narrowed her grey eyes. "Does it matter? A rose by any other name... and so on... and so forth." She sighs "Rebecca... I used it back in Victorian Britain, I liked it. I'd ask what brought you here, but I truly don't want to know..." She shakes her ashy hair. "Just don't get that demon stink on my clothes, it's a nightmare to get it smelling like clothes again." She grunts softly, closing the sketchbook, where she had sketched several random people... all with neck bolts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 01:52:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6638810#msg6638810">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 23-07-2012, 17:58:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Catriana hadn't intended to let her life story on religion unfold, but as she started speaking, it just kind of all tumbled out. It was hard for her to talk about, seeing as how she had her entire life forced out of her, and despite taking several breaths to get over her sadness, she gasped out loud when she felt hands envelope her. Mike's warmth caused her to cling to him tightly, curling into his chest as his arms and wings held her tight. It was the most comforting thing she'd felt in over one hundred years, and her sadness slowly ebbed away. Talking about her other schools seemed to help Catriana get over her fears, and as they moved into the school, she directed them to the homeroom, where she found a seat quickly. She had hoped that Mike would sit close to her, so she could talk to him, and when he did, she smiled and spoke softly, so that no one else could hear. "So tell me about yourself, Mike.."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike was a bit taken aback by the question.&nbsp; What a large question, he wondered if she knew what she had just invoked.&nbsp; Mike could spend days telling his life story and still not be done.&nbsp; He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.&nbsp; <strong>"Alright...My name is Michael, Mike for short.&nbsp; I'm an angel, obviously, but I'm only 700 years old.&nbsp; I'm here because my father doesn't want me causing trouble anymore up there"</strong>, Mike pointed a finger upwards for effect.&nbsp; <strong>"I learned to fight when I was only 50, after being brutally beaten until I was near-dead.&nbsp; My father took pity on me and taught me every form of combat available, as well as teaching me how to use tactics.&nbsp; But...if you don't mind, I don't generally tell my life story to people I've just met.&nbsp; No matter how cute they are."&nbsp; I grin a bit before looking down at my desk to hide my face.&nbsp; When I look back up, I can see you smiling.&nbsp; "So, Cat, what about you?&nbsp; I'm sure you have some great stories."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 01:53:53</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Current description</div><div class="spoiler_body">Today she wore long blonde hair that spread down to the small of her back and that ended in crimson tips, dressed up in a black T-shirt, cutoff jeans and sneakers with white socks, and a black leather purse.&nbsp; A name tag had been stuck to her shirt just over her left breast, proudly announcing, "Hello!&nbsp; My name is Rachel Kyleson."</div></div><br>Surprise caught her attention that Marcus had already slept with the girl, and also a little disappointment that she wasn't going to be able to shift, but she also felt the release of the pressure of wanting to pull the prank.&nbsp; It bothered her a little how easily she fell into the trap of wanting to do that, but then, that was probably why she had to wear the name tag.<br><br>She nodded as he explained about his talents, curious what else he could do but not wanting to ask out in public.&nbsp; If it ever became important, she was pretty sure she could find out.&nbsp; Instead, she let him wander off to go talk to one of the other girls, someone who he seemed to recognize.&nbsp; They both sounded angry...she wanted to come over and talk, but she could always meet Becky later.&nbsp; For now, she'd leave the two be.<br><br>Instead she went over to one of the spots, next to a girl who looked to be mixing up something or other.&nbsp; Wait...did she just ask for Drano?&nbsp; "...umm..." Rachel interrupted.&nbsp; "Excuse me...what would you need Drano for?"&nbsp; She was curious, a little scared but also a little fascinated.&nbsp; She didn't bother to introduce herself; her name tag would do that for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 02:15:20</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6640894#msg6640894">Quote from: Xanthaine on 24-07-2012, 01:37:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Becky scowls as her space is invaded, her scowl turning into a look of abject rage as she realised what exactly sat there, she narrowed her grey eyes. "Does it matter? A rose by any other name... and so on... and so forth." She sighs "Rebecca... I used it back in Victorian Britain, I liked it. I'd ask what brought you here, but I truly don't want to know..." She shakes her ashy hair. "Just don't get that demon stink on my clothes, it's a nightmare to get it smelling like clothes again." She grunts softly, closing the sketchbook, where she had sketched several random people... all with neck bolts.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Marcus chuckled lightly and nodded his head, "Don't worry, I manage to keep the demon on me and not transfer it, unless we happen to get closer. like last time", he said glancing over to her. These two had a bit of a history between them, she'd tried to kill him at one point and really...they'd shared a bit more before that. "So, how have things gone since back in England?", he asked glancing to her once again.<br><br>He knew she wasn't completely happy with him but hey, nothing he could do now. He moved his head to look at her and saw that her wings were even darker than before, though it was to be expected. "I can still confidently say that I don't regret anything", he said reaching into his pocket and grabbing a cigarette.&nbsp; "You know, we should spend some more time together", he said as a small smirk crossed his face, "Avarael".<br><br>He lit the cigarette the same way as the rest and glanced back to Rachael, who seemed to be talking to the golem or whatever she might be. Marcus had managed to get a glimpse at the sketchbook before she closed it, "I remember when I used to be in your sketches", he said shrugging.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 02:50:12</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran eyed the doppleganger as the girl approached. "Drain-o?" She blinked, then realized that her little monologue had been overheard. "Oh, uh, nothin'. You musta mis-heared me. What would I need that for?" She put on a big grin and batted her eyes a little bit. The construct leaned against the side of her lab table. She hadn't bothered to bring her books or notebooks with her. Hell, she barely had a pen on her. Franny never needed any books for Science class. As far as she was concerned, this stuff was all way below her level. Kiddie stuff for the normies. It bored her to tears. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 03:13:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6641015#msg6641015">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 24-07-2012, 01:52:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike was a bit taken aback by the question.&nbsp; What a large question, he wondered if she knew what she had just invoked.&nbsp; Mike could spend days telling his life story and still not be done.&nbsp; He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.&nbsp; <strong>"Alright...My name is Michael, Mike for short.&nbsp; I'm an angel, obviously, but I'm only 700 years old.&nbsp; I'm here because my father doesn't want me causing trouble anymore up there"</strong>, Mike pointed a finger upwards for effect.&nbsp; <strong>"I learned to fight when I was only 50, after being brutally beaten until I was near-dead.&nbsp; My father took pity on me and taught me every form of combat available, as well as teaching me how to use tactics.&nbsp; But...if you don't mind, I don't generally tell my life story to people I've just met.&nbsp; No matter how cute they are."</strong>&nbsp; I grin a bit before looking down at my desk to hide my face.&nbsp; When I look back up, I can see you smiling.&nbsp; <strong>"So, Cat, what about you?&nbsp; I'm sure you have some great stories."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She could tell that he was so taken aback that he had to gather himself up for a few minutes. She hadn't realized asking about him was so pressured, and immediately regret her decision. She watched him closely as he began, surprised that he was 700 years old. Even her maker was only four hundred. Apparently she didn't know much about angels, seeing as how this was the first one she'd met. She smiled when he spoke of his father not wanting him to cause trouble, and nodded her head as he explained his fighting history. Every supernatural needed to know how to fight, and it was more than Catriana could ever muster. His last bit caused her to giggle quietly, watching him as he looked down and looked back up. Her own question was pushed back onto her and Catriana readily accepted, having had many, many years to formulate a story that wouldn't cause her to cry.<br><br>"I was born in 1797, the daughter of nobility, and loved every minute of the social balls, walking in Hyde Park and riding in the country on hunts and having tea parties with all my friends. When I was 16, I had my coming out party, and was introduced into society as an eligible woman who could marry. My face was pretty, but my attitude sucked, for I could never quite conform to society's wishes. My dress was a little too low cut, or I wore too many breeches in public, or... my mouth got the best of me. Apparently the matrons do not like your opinion on <em>everything</em> no matter how good you think it is! My third coming out season was when I turned 18, and I found my husband. We married shortly after our courtship, and on our wedding night, he bit me and turned me. At first I was irate, threatening, and almost succeeding in killing him a time or two. The next one hundred years were spent with him teaching me about being a vampire, and I finally had enough of his crap and left. I've been almost everywhere in the world, save for the remote countries, and from the 1950s on, I have attended schools all over the world, being a senior." <br><br>She smiled, quite proud of how far she'd come from being a woman scorned and dependent on others. "I vow to find the bastard and kill him once and for all one day. He took everything from me, a social life, children, happiness. I trust I will never truly be happy 'til I know he's in his final resting place." She leaned close to him, her eyes glittering wickedly. "And yes, I do have some good stories. The British Literature teacher will be astonished that I know the exact kind of port Lord Byron drank when he read his poems to the small intimate group in his home. I was there." She winked at him and leaned back a bit, so as to not cause trouble for anyone looking over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 03:14:08</strong>
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				Rachel only shrugged, not really knowing what it would be needed for.&nbsp; She thought about it for a bit.&nbsp; "Well, I think Drano is a strong acid, it cleans out pipes and everything.&nbsp; So, maybe..."&nbsp; When she noticed that Franny was batting her eyes, though, Rachel let her expression go into a simple, understanding smile.&nbsp; "Oh, okay."&nbsp; She was willing to play along about that, but now she was definitely curious.<br><br>She set her tablet down upon the lab table, moving in a little closer next to Franny.&nbsp; "What's your name, by the way?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 03:19:42</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran leans forward and sticks out her hand, " Valentine Alkalinella Xifax Sicidabohertz..." She waits a few beats, enough for the doppleganger to try and take her hand or say something, then suddenly continues as if she's not done, "...Gombigobilla Blue Stradivari Talentrent Pierre Andri Charton-Haymoss Ivanovici Baldeus George Doitzel Kaiser III. Don't hesitate to call." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 03:24:40</strong>
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				Rachel smiles, starting to reach for the hand, "Nice-" when the rest of the insanely long name continues.&nbsp; She ended up biting her lip, taking the hand to shake.&nbsp; "Nice to meet you, but can I call you Valentine?"&nbsp; Nervousness showed on her face, but she concentrated on her features, not wanting to accidentally shift again.&nbsp; "I'm...well, yeah."&nbsp; She tugged on her shirt to show the name tag.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 03:34:22</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran looked offended, "You most certainly cannot! You will speak my FULL name every time you want to address me!" She pretended to get all huffy, tilting her chin up in a haughty manner. <br><em><br>'Miss Stein, stop playing jokes on the new girl!'</em><br><br>The construct rolled her eyes. "Fiiiiiine." She muttered something about having that damn teacher's job one day, then took the dopplegirl's hand and shook it. "I'm Franny. Nice to meet'cha, toots. Just so you know, the teacher doesn't let me have lab partners anymore. Not after I blinded that one girl. Though it was a total accident. She wasn't wearin' safety goggles. Mostly 'cause I called her a pussy when she put 'em on, but still. She shouldn't kowtow to peer pressure like that. Pussy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 03:41:50</strong>
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				Rachel started to step back, about to make a noise more properly reminiscent of a frightened rodent than that of a girl.&nbsp; The teacher's response calmed her down a little, and she started to smile once more, taking the hand and shaking it.&nbsp; The only difference was that now Rachel's eyes were just a little darker shade of blue.&nbsp; "Hey, Franny."<br><br>Once she was smiling, she ended up gently giggling at Fran's explanation about blinding her partner.&nbsp; It was a nervous, somewhat forced giggle, but a giggle nonetheless.&nbsp; "Right..."&nbsp; She opened up a new file on her tablet, pulling out the stylus once more so she could take notes.<br><br>When next she spoke, her words came across as barely a whisper, leaning in to let Fran know.&nbsp; "If you really do need some Drano, let me know.&nbsp; I think I saw some on the janitor's cart."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 08:23:10</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6641499#msg6641499">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 24-07-2012, 03:13:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She could tell that he was so taken aback that he had to gather himself up for a few minutes. She hadn't realized asking about him was so pressured, and immediately regret her decision. She watched him closely as he began, surprised that he was 700 years old. Even her maker was only four hundred. Apparently she didn't know much about angels, seeing as how this was the first one she'd met. She smiled when he spoke of his father not wanting him to cause trouble, and nodded her head as he explained his fighting history. Every supernatural needed to know how to fight, and it was more than Catriana could ever muster. His last bit caused her to giggle quietly, watching him as he looked down and looked back up. Her own question was pushed back onto her and Catriana readily accepted, having had many, many years to formulate a story that wouldn't cause her to cry.<br><br>"I was born in 1797, the daughter of nobility, and loved every minute of the social balls, walking in Hyde Park and riding in the country on hunts and having tea parties with all my friends. When I was 16, I had my coming out party, and was introduced into society as an eligible woman who could marry. My face was pretty, but my attitude sucked, for I could never quite conform to society's wishes. My dress was a little too low cut, or I wore too many breeches in public, or... my mouth got the best of me. Apparently the matrons do not like your opinion on <em>everything</em> no matter how good you think it is! My third coming out season was when I turned 18, and I found my husband. We married shortly after our courtship, and on our wedding night, he bit me and turned me. At first I was irate, threatening, and almost succeeding in killing him a time or two. The next one hundred years were spent with him teaching me about being a vampire, and I finally had enough of his crap and left. I've been almost everywhere in the world, save for the remote countries, and from the 1950s on, I have attended schools all over the world, being a senior." <br><br>She smiled, quite proud of how far she'd come from being a woman scorned and dependent on others. "I vow to find the bastard and kill him once and for all one day. He took everything from me, a social life, children, happiness. I trust I will never truly be happy 'til I know he's in his final resting place." She leaned close to him, her eyes glittering wickedly. "And yes, I do have some good stories. The British Literature teacher will be astonished that I know the exact kind of port Lord Byron drank when he read his poems to the small intimate group in his home. I was there." She winked at him and leaned back a bit, so as to not cause trouble for anyone looking over.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike listened intently, drinking in every detail of her past.&nbsp; Upon hearing her vow, he told her, <strong>"For what it's worth, my dad keeps tabs on most forms of supernatural beasts.&nbsp; I can ask him for the file on your 'friend'.&nbsp; And I can help you exact your revenge if you want.&nbsp; I'm...Good at revenge."</strong>&nbsp; He slipped back into his seat and closed his eyes for a moment.&nbsp; This year was going to be very interesting.&nbsp; He had met his first vampire, and he kinda, sorta, liked her.&nbsp; He had revealed a few of his powers on his first day in a strange school, and he had met a species of supernatural that his father rarely gathered information about.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 09:08:33</strong>
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				Fabian sat in the classroom waiting for homeroom to start, he sensed that what little people were in the room, they were all weaker creatures. Thankfully he felt no humans, and for that he was relieved. His thoughts drifted to the vampire he had met before "I wonder" He said with a sigh, he wanted to talk to her again as was determined to do speak to her again no matter what he had to do. He was bored with waiting, scratching metal off the framework of his desk he gathered a small pile of metal that he began to heat within his hand melting it all into a glowing pile of steaming hot fluid. He started shaping the pile, making an intricately detailed little statue, it looked like roots growing up forming into the shape of a woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 09:32:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6641156#msg6641156">Quote from: kingmaster1 on 24-07-2012, 02:15:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Marcus chuckled lightly and nodded his head, "Don't worry, I manage to keep the demon on me and not transfer it, unless we happen to get closer. like last time", he said glancing over to her. These two had a bit of a history between them, she'd tried to kill him at one point and really...they'd shared a bit more before that. "So, how have things gone since back in England?", he asked glancing to her once again.<br><br>He knew she wasn't completely happy with him but hey, nothing he could do now. He moved his head to look at her and saw that her wings were even darker than before, though it was to be expected. "I can still confidently say that I don't regret anything", he said reaching into his pocket and grabbing a cigarette.&nbsp; "You know, we should spend some more time together", he said as a small smirk crossed his face, "Avarael".<br><br>He lit the cigarette the same way as the rest and glanced back to Rachael, who seemed to be talking to the golem or whatever she might be. Marcus had managed to get a glimpse at the sketchbook before she closed it, "I remember when I used to be in your sketches", he said shrugging.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Rebecca scowled as her name was used, her frown lines deepening as the conversation progresses. "After you I swore off males... It took a week to get the demon reek from my wings... plus you were... well..." Becky hesitates and just gestures all of him. "This." She shrugs, her trademark neutrality showing huge cracks, her irritation starting to show.<br><br>"And whom, or what I sketch are none of your business!" Becky scowls as the teacher shushes her, her eyes narrowed. "And quite honestly I'd rather sketch a stick than you..." She growls, more at herself than anyone... this was going to play havoc with her aura... and she was already getting a little close to the 'down' side of the spectrum for comfort... she could almost feel the pit calling to her, pulsing through her body seductively.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 13:19:48</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran propped her head in her hand, looking rather bored by the lesson being taught in the classroom. It was all things she already knew, so she had no real interest in any of it. She stifled a little yawn. Casting a little glance at the doppleganger, she shook her head faintly. "Nah. I can get my own stuff. It's always good to have a second set of fingerprints on things though." The construct let her eyes roam around the room a moment, and eventually noticed the angel and the demon talking. Becky seemed rather upset. Feeling rather annoyed at the demon, she decided to do what she was best at. Annoying people. The construct searched around her area and found a piece of paper and a straw. She chewed a bit of the paper until it was wet, loaded it up and - *splat* - right on his forehead. Bullseye! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 16:57:09</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6643203#msg6643203">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 24-07-2012, 08:23:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike listened intently, drinking in every detail of her past.&nbsp; Upon hearing her vow, he told her, <strong>"For what it's worth, my dad keeps tabs on most forms of supernatural beasts.&nbsp; I can ask him for the file on your 'friend'.&nbsp; And I can help you exact your revenge if you want.&nbsp; I'm...Good at revenge."</strong>&nbsp; He slipped back into his seat and closed his eyes for a moment.&nbsp; This year was going to be very interesting.&nbsp; He had met his first vampire, and he kinda, sorta, liked her.&nbsp; He had revealed a few of his powers on his first day in a strange school, and he had met a species of supernatural that his father rarely gathered information about. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana stilled when she heard Mike's words about his father keeping files on several supernatural. She looked at him intensely, her hands moving to cover his, her knuckles white because her grip was so hard. "You have no idea what the idea of meeting your father means to me. You also have no idea how lucky I am to have found a person so willing to exact revenge with a girl he's just met." She took a deep breath and closed his eyes, speaking gently then. "If you are very serious about this, I will take you up on your offer. Is there a place we can meet your father?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 17:23:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6644454#msg6644454">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 24-07-2012, 16:57:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Catriana stilled when she heard Mike's words about his father keeping files on several supernatural. She looked at him intensely, her hands moving to cover his, her knuckles white because her grip was so hard. "You have no idea what the idea of meeting your father means to me. You also have no idea how lucky I am to have found a person so willing to exact revenge with a girl he's just met." She took a deep breath and closed his eyes, speaking gently then. "If you are very serious about this, I will take you up on your offer. Is there a place we can meet your father?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike felt Cat place her hands on his and electricity jolted through his spine.&nbsp; Her hands were cold, strong, but there was something almost gentle in her grip.&nbsp; Mike had underestimated how much this had truly meant to her.&nbsp; He cleared his throat, <strong>"I'm dead serious, Cat."</strong>&nbsp; I write down my cell number and give you the piece of paper.&nbsp; <strong>"If anyone gives you trouble, call that number.&nbsp; Oh, and it's very easy to meet my father.&nbsp; Most people have, but don't recognize him.&nbsp; I will set up a meeting for us, alright?&nbsp; In the meantime, just keep your head level."</strong>&nbsp; When he was done speaking, the bell rang, signalling the beginning of homeroom.&nbsp; <strong>"We'll talk later.&nbsp; Meet me at the back entrance to the school after last period.&nbsp; Oh, and try and keep this a secret, yeah?&nbsp; My father's greatest tool is anonymity."</strong>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 17:25:22</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6643454#msg6643454">Quote from: Xanthaine on 24-07-2012, 09:32:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Rebecca scowled as her name was used, her frown lines deepening as the conversation progresses. "After you I swore off males... It took a week to get the demon reek from my wings... plus you were... well..." Becky hesitates and just gestures all of him. "This." She shrugs, her trademark neutrality showing huge cracks, her irritation starting to show.<br><br>"And whom, or what I sketch are none of your business!" Becky scowls as the teacher shushes her, her eyes narrowed. "And quite honestly I'd rather sketch a stick than you..." She growls, more at herself than anyone... this was going to play havoc with her aura... and she was already getting a little close to the 'down' side of the spectrum for comfort... she could almost feel the pit calling to her, pulsing through her body seductively.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Marcus couldn't help but smirk, "You only have one man and then swore off of them? I can't believe I'm that good", he said pretending to be impressed with himself. "It's not my fault the big man doesn't like it when his kids sleep with bad boys", he said shrugging and leaning back in his chair. "Not like doing it again can hurt you any more", he didn't dare get any closer to her since she could easily stab him with something.<br><br>He felt the spitball hit his forehead and watched as it burnt away almost immediately. He lifted a finger in the direction of the construct and let a small shot of fire go over and melt her straw entirely. "So, are you into necrophelia then?", he said raising an eyebrow to her. "Or what do constructs count as now? The bolts on everyone in your sketchbook was a dead give away, just like you used to put an aura of fire around all of them when we happened to be together", he said as he propped his head on his hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 17:52:58</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6644542#msg6644542">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 24-07-2012, 17:23:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike felt Cat place her hands on his and electricity jolted through his spine.&nbsp; Her hands were cold, strong, but there was something almost gentle in her grip.&nbsp; Mike had underestimated how much this had truly meant to her.&nbsp; He cleared his throat, <strong>"I'm dead serious, Cat."</strong>&nbsp; I write down my cell number and give you the piece of paper.&nbsp; <strong>"If anyone gives you trouble, call that number.&nbsp; Oh, and it's very easy to meet my father.&nbsp; Most people have, but don't recognize him.&nbsp; I will set up a meeting for us, alright?&nbsp; In the meantime, just keep your head level."</strong>&nbsp; When he was done speaking, the bell rang, signalling the beginning of homeroom.&nbsp; <strong>"We'll talk later.&nbsp; Meet me at the back entrance to the school after last period.&nbsp; Oh, and try and keep this a secret, yeah?&nbsp; My father's greatest tool is anonymity."</strong> <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana had never had a person so willing to help her out the way Mike was. She wondered if he had an underlying motive for her, seeing as how the last person who had "helped her out" ended up turning her into a vampire and forcing her into the night. She watched him as he wrote down his number and handed it to her, automatically memorizing it in case she lost the paper. She nodded at his instructions, smiling thankfully at him, her mouth opening to speak, but the bell rang to signal the start of homeroom. With a gentle nod to her head, she promised that she would keep her mouth closed. The rest of the day flew by for her, the only highlight being British Literature as she astonished her teacher with the facts of Jane Austen and Lord Byron that were not well known. The last bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, and after Catriana had gotten her books from her locker, she went to the back entrance to wait for Mike as he asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 18:29:56</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6644638#msg6644638">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 24-07-2012, 17:52:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Catriana had never had a person so willing to help her out the way Mike was. She wondered if he had an underlying motive for her, seeing as how the last person who had "helped her out" ended up turning her into a vampire and forcing her into the night. She watched him as he wrote down his number and handed it to her, automatically memorizing it in case she lost the paper. She nodded at his instructions, smiling thankfully at him, her mouth opening to speak, but the bell rang to signal the start of homeroom. With a gentle nod to her head, she promised that she would keep her mouth closed. The rest of the day flew by for her, the only highlight being British Literature as she astonished her teacher with the facts of Jane Austen and Lord Byron that were not well known. The last bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, and after Catriana had gotten her books from her locker, she went to the back entrance to wait for Mike as he asked.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The school day seemed to drag on forever.&nbsp; Nothing was taught.&nbsp; Rules were given out.&nbsp; Time slowed.&nbsp; Finally, the bell rang and Mike bolted to his locker, and then to the back of the school.&nbsp; Seeing Cat, his heart race picked up ever so slightly.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey Cat, come over here..."</strong> He pointed to a place in the building's architecture where two corners met.&nbsp; It shielded them from any wandering eyes, and it was the most secluded place he could think of to talk.&nbsp; Once they were there, he sat down on the grass and waited for her to do the same.&nbsp; <strong>"My father agreed to let you meet with him.&nbsp; It honestly surprised me how little effort I had to put into it and how easily he gave in.&nbsp; But, no matter, the point is we have an appointment now.&nbsp; I'll fly us up there when the mortals clear out.&nbsp; Sound good?"</strong>&nbsp; Leaning back onto his back, he put his hands behind his head and gazed up at the giant sky.&nbsp; Blue skies, beams of warm sunlight, fresh grass, and a beautiful acquaintance.&nbsp; Mike let out a peaceful sigh as he waited for Cat to join him on the grass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 19:15:56</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6644548#msg6644548">Quote from: kingmaster1 on 24-07-2012, 17:25:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Marcus couldn't help but smirk, "You only have one man and then swore off of them? I can't believe I'm that good", he said pretending to be impressed with himself. "It's not my fault the big man doesn't like it when his kids sleep with bad boys", he said shrugging and leaning back in his chair. "Not like doing it again can hurt you any more", he didn't dare get any closer to her since she could easily stab him with something.<br><br>He felt the spitball hit his forehead and watched as it burnt away almost immediately. He lifted a finger in the direction of the construct and let a small shot of fire go over and melt her straw entirely. "So, are you into necrophelia then?", he said raising an eyebrow to her. "Or what do constructs count as now? The bolts on everyone in your sketchbook was a dead give away, just like you used to put an aura of fire around all of them when we happened to be together", he said as he propped his head on his hand.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I swear to... Him... that you had NOTHING to do with my fall... I'm not fallen anyway, limbo... purgatory... whatever. And I never really liked males... I felt sorry for you... of course THAT ship sailed long ago." She scowls, a minor pestilence igniting like an aura around her body, a caustic diseased thing. "And I'd never expect a fallen one to look into anything deeper than food, sex or generally fucking up mortals... I KNOW what you did in Germany while I was in New Orleans..." she glowers, her pestilence getting stronger the more irate she becomes, her grey eyes flashing. "Everything you touch turns to ash eventually... I'm just laying bets on when."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 19:30:33</strong>
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				Marcus could feel the disease coming off of her, luckily it burnt off as his aura of fire increased as well. "You certainly liked males that, what was it? seventeen years we were together?", he asked looking over to her. It might seem like a long time but since they both have lived for upwards of a couple hundred years it's a lot less to them. When she listed off what the fallen do he counted them off on his fingers as she spoke, "yeah, that pretty much sums it up", he said shrugging. "Germany?", he asked rubbing his chin, "Oh right, oh come on, it's not like I was alone in that little endeavour", he said rolling his eyes. "Everything I touch? Then when are you turning to ash, my dear Avarael", he said giving her an evil smirk. He dared to move a tad closer to her, feeling the pestilence grow more potent, if a human hugged her right now they would drop dead immediately, but he could do a lot more than that and be fine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 19:38:40</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran peered cross-eyed at her straw as it melted. She spat the ruined thing out on the floor and then continued to watch the argument between angel and devil a moment longer before she leaned over and called out, "Hey! Pick on someone else, asshole! You wanna get a steel-toed boot up the ass?"<br><br><em>"Miss Stein! Stop shouting and please sit down!"</em><br><br>"Pfffftt..." The construct huffed and settled, squinting at the demon a little bit before leaning back in her seat, propping her feet up on the lab table. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wajin</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 19:41:29</strong>
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				Fabian walked by as Cat and Mike talked, his acute hearing made him stop and look back. He turned around and walked back, looking at Mike, he bowed slight "if it would not inconvenience you too much, I'd be honoured to meet with your father, the Earth Mother talks highly of him, I believe they commune with each other often. I would even, if it would help, let you hatchlings ride upon my back" His hand shuddered a little as he said it, he had never allowed himself to be ridden before, nor did he intent to make a habit out of it. But the chance to meet with a deity was above everything else, only once, 400 years into his imprisonment, had the Earth Mother shown herself in her true form to him, and they had talked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 20:41:13</strong>
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				Becky scowls even deeper. "You're like all of your kind... hateful and angry for your choices... Honestly, I'd never touch you if you were the last sexually viable being in existence..." Her pestilence flares up again, her wings and hair almost visibly darkening as she loses 'good girl points' by the bucket load. "In fact..." Becky does not pause here, but is easily interruptable, speaking at a high volume.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 21:20:07</strong>
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				Marcus glanced back when the construct yelled at him, "Always one for class, I see?", he said mockingly. He let out a laugh when she spoke next, "Please, I think we both know that I'm quite happy with my choices, I wouldn't have it any other way, really", he said shrugging. "Too bad you didn't have this same aversion to me when we spent the winters in each other's arms", he said glancing his eyes to her once more. "In fact", he said cutting her off, "If we happen to start spending some time together, who knows? Maybe some of those old feelings will show their face again", he said as he moved his hands in a circle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 21:35:26</strong>
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				Becky growls again, her eyes narrowing as her pestilence gets deeper. "I swear to Him... I don't care if killing you yanks me back to the pearly gates like a puppy on a leash, I would trade my freedom for the pleasure." She grins evilly, and anyone who knows her knows that her freedom is pretty much the most important thing in the universe to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 22:05:59</strong>
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				"aww, I remember when you used to threaten people just because they annoyed me", he said putting on a fake pout. "Your feelings for me have certainly come a long way, from what you admitted to be love all the way to cruel hate", he said shrugging his shoulders. The bell rang and he was surprised that it had gone by so fast. He pulled out a pack of unopened cigarettes and tossed them on the table, "I have no problems saying that I miss it", he said before sighing and standing up. It was already time for lunch and he was feeling hungry for something raw, he passed Rachel on the way, "I'll see you later", he said smiling to her before he walked out of the classroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 22:18:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6644764#msg6644764">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 24-07-2012, 18:29:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The school day seemed to drag on forever.&nbsp; Nothing was taught.&nbsp; Rules were given out.&nbsp; Time slowed.&nbsp; Finally, the bell rang and Mike bolted to his locker, and then to the back of the school.&nbsp; Seeing Cat, his heart race picked up ever so slightly.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey Cat, come over here..."</strong> He pointed to a place in the building's architecture where two corners met.&nbsp; It shielded them from any wandering eyes, and it was the most secluded place he could think of to talk.&nbsp; Once they were there, he sat down on the grass and waited for her to do the same.&nbsp; <strong>"My father agreed to let you meet with him.&nbsp; It honestly surprised me how little effort I had to put into it and how easily he gave in.&nbsp; But, no matter, the point is we have an appointment now.&nbsp; I'll fly us up there when the mortals clear out.&nbsp; Sound good?"</strong>&nbsp; Leaning back onto his back, he put his hands behind his head and gazed up at the giant sky.&nbsp; Blue skies, beams of warm sunlight, fresh grass, and a beautiful acquaintance.&nbsp; Mike let out a peaceful sigh as he waited for Cat to join him on the grass.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Upon his request, Catriana moved towards the corner of the building, the sound of the school being let out muffled a bit by the brick. She sat down with him, and smiled brightly when he explained what would happen with meeting his father. "Sounds perfect. Mike, I want to thank you for everything. I have been trying to track him down for years. I'm so angry at him for what he's done to me, but I'm not sure if I could actually kill him. He made me who I was, taught me everything I know, what will I do if I actually find him and confront him?" It was a worry that had been with her for so many years, and she sat up, bent her knees underneath her chin and wrapped her arms around them. "What if he's done to someone else what he did to me? Duped them into loving them, marry them, turn them?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 22:22:23</strong>
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				Rebecca swears fluently in a long dead language, being careful to calm down a bit before taking the pack of cigarettes... wouldn't do to offer one to someone and give them a raging infection. She sighs, standing up and pocketing them, her grey eyes cold as steel as she sweeps from the class, heading straight for the ladies room to wash her face, looking at her reflection and letting out a vague curse in Coptic about someone's mother being of a loose persuasion as she notices her ashy grey hair has gone a few shades darker.<br><br>"Stupid pestilence..." She mutters, clenching her fist and speaking a calming mantra from ages past. She sighs softly, cursing the cocky demon with an ancient... if somewhat useless... voodoo curse. She stares at the mirror, as if willing her hair to go back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 23:02:19</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6645656#msg6645656">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 24-07-2012, 22:18:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Upon his request, Catriana moved towards the corner of the building, the sound of the school being let out muffled a bit by the brick. She sat down with him, and smiled brightly when he explained what would happen with meeting his father. "Sounds perfect. Mike, I want to thank you for everything. I have been trying to track him down for years. I'm so angry at him for what he's done to me, but I'm not sure if I could actually kill him. He made me who I was, taught me everything I know, what will I do if I actually find him and confront him?" It was a worry that had been with her for so many years, and she sat up, bent her knees underneath her chin and wrapped her arms around them. "What if he's done to someone else what he did to me? Duped them into loving them, marry them, turn them?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike put his arm around Cat and gently pulled her towards him.&nbsp; He placed the side of his head down on the top of hers and held her there for a long moment.&nbsp; He had never been the most sensitive angel, but he was still an angel.&nbsp; Empathy was one of their strongest powers, and weaknesses, and right now he was feeling everything she was feeling; anger, sadness, frustration, but most importantly, hope.&nbsp; He enveloped her in his large, pure white wings and let the sun shine through them.&nbsp; It was something Mike's mother had done for him when he was sad, and it had always made him feel better.&nbsp; He could feel her emotions changing and growing.&nbsp; Less blues and blacks and more yellows and pinks and...red??&nbsp; Mike's face turned deep crimson.&nbsp; <strong>"Cat.&nbsp; I'm not going to let you be upset anymore.&nbsp; Understand?&nbsp; If you need to cry, let it out.&nbsp; And then we're going to make you happy.&nbsp; Things are going to work out, alright?"</strong>&nbsp; He gave her the warmest smile he could muster, and he saw the tiny red aura grow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 23:06:21</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Current Description</div><div class="spoiler_body">Today she wore long blonde hair that spread down to the small of her back and that ended in crimson tips, dressed up in a black T-shirt, cutoff jeans and sneakers with white socks, and a black leather purse.&nbsp; A name tag had been stuck to her shirt just over her left breast, proudly announcing, "Hello!&nbsp; My name is Rachel Kyleson."</div></div><br>While everyone fought, Rachel just stayed very quiet, soft and still.&nbsp; She listened, and a few things certainly caught her attention and made her curious, but she didn't want to speak up in order to find out.&nbsp; Why did people always have to fight and argue?&nbsp; Why couldn't everyone be happy?<br><br>This class wasn't making a lot of sense to her, but it was probably because she wasn't paying attention.&nbsp; No matter: with Fran there, she'd be able to ask and catch up, if she didn't just ask the teacher directly.&nbsp; She gave Mark a gentle smile as he passed, but her attention was mostly elsewhere.<br><br>She excused herself as well, heading out into the hallway thoughtfully.&nbsp; Mark had called Fran a construct, so was she like a golem or something awesome like that?&nbsp; That seemed really cool, but how was she supposed to ask?&nbsp; Maybe it was better to come right out with a girl like Fran; she might not even know the significance of the name tag.<br><br>Thinking back, that seemed even more likely.&nbsp; She looked down at her fingertips, where there would be prints if she had any.&nbsp; Prints were really difficult to maintain, and most doppelgangers just didn't have any.&nbsp; Was that what Fran was referring to, or was it something else?&nbsp; Being secretive was so much harder when it was other people being secretive; she didn't have a lot of practice at figuring things out, now that doppelgangers spent so much time attempting to just fit in.<br><br>She stepped into the bathroom, giving Rebecca a smile.&nbsp; "Hey," she said gently and politely, moving over to one of the mirrors to check over her own features.&nbsp; She didn't have to touch anything up with makeup, but having a clear mental image of her features strongly helped to maintain her appearance, even if it seemed as though she was just checking herself out.&nbsp; "Are you okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 23:27:47</strong>
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				Rebecca scowls at her reflection, answering... in Coptic... meaning to say 'Just peachy.'... though Coptic doesn't translate well. "I have peaches." She blinks. "I'm fine... damned demonic scumbag... I swear it took deca-... ahem... nothing... just your standard guy trouble, love." She spits in the sink, her eyes calm, like a still grey sea. "I'm Rebecca... that guy and me go... way back... waaaaay back." She turns to look at the girl. "I'm Rebecca."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 00:05:58</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Current Description</div><div class="spoiler_body">Today she wore long blonde hair that spread down to the small of her back and that ended in crimson tips, dressed up in a black T-shirt, cutoff jeans and sneakers with white socks, and a black leather purse.&nbsp; A name tag had been stuck to her shirt just over her left breast, proudly announcing, "Hello!&nbsp; My name is Rachel Kyleson."</div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/6299/doppelgangerm.jpg)</div>She gave a tug upon her shirt, showing her name tag in lieu of actually vocalizing her name of Rachel Kyleson.&nbsp; She wasn't sure what Becky was, but supernatural was pretty obvious by the focus of going way back.&nbsp; "I'm a doppelganger," she said, but by the time she finished saying it, all the color had drawn from her features.&nbsp; Her eyes sunk back into her head like hollow pools, her pale hair withdrew to her shoulders, and her face flattened to the point of having virtually no discernible features.&nbsp; She glanced back into the mirror, taking a few seconds before her appearance perfectly transformed back into the way she'd looked only moments before.<br><br>"Is there anything I can do to help?"&nbsp; The words were barely out of her mouth before she realized the childishness of her offer.&nbsp; Affection wasn't something that could easily be fixed or patched up by an outside; even counselors talked about how couples needed to want things to fix.&nbsp; Still, she felt bad seeing people fighting, and didn't want to have to watch helplessly from the sidelines.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 00:15:04</strong>
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				Becky laughs softly. "Sweetie, he's not someone that can be helped, he's like a damned cancer, rotting everything he goes near... ugh, it took decades to wash the stink of his... well, just him... from my skin. Ugh, that was time well wasted..." she rolls her silvery grey eyes. "The only help I could use is an old fashioned Vindicator... maybe a high grade Valliance IV..." She smiles. "Ah the old days of heavenly weaponary... now THEY were things you could smite the wicked with." She pulls herself from her reverie. "Aaaaanyway... sweet offer, but nothing can be done."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 00:21:57</strong>
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				Rachel listened quietly, a bit worried at the mention of weaponry, except that she kept watching Becky closely.&nbsp; "Yeah, I've meet a few of those boys," she said.&nbsp; "I remember when I would cry because they didn't care about me, so I'd change into the girl that they actually loved, and tease them along for a while."&nbsp; Her eyes drifted; it obviously didn't turn into any sort of pleasurable revenge like she wanted.&nbsp; "I think Mark wants to be good.&nbsp; I mean, he's been really nice to me and has stood up for me with some of the people around here."<br><br>She looked back up to Becky's eyes.&nbsp; "If you want to talk, though, I'll listen."&nbsp; She kept her curiosity at check to finish the speech, but once that was over, the boiling point of needing to know quickly flashed over.&nbsp; "So are you a nephilim, angel or templar?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 00:29:00</strong>
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				Rebecca laughs slightly. "Nope, nyet and non." She smiles. "I'm rather unique really... I started spending time with the Horsemen... aaaand... my aura greyed. Not enough good or evil to be Angel nor Fallen One... So I was sent here until I work up enough good or evil to be yanked up or down like a puppy on a leash. I like my freedom though, so... millennia later, here I am... still going. As you can see, my appearance is closely tied into my alignment... I need to help some old ladies or something, I'm almost dark." She smiles. "Did that sate your curiosity?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 00:39:04</strong>
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				Thinking about it for a while, Rachel gently nodded, fairly confident that she was able to piece together her understanding.&nbsp; It seemed a little odd, but so very fascinating, and it was only really odd because she'd never really thought about things before or put a lot of consideration into other realms.<br><br>"Well..."&nbsp; She thought for a bit.&nbsp; "Fran really needs some Drano, even though she won't admit to it.&nbsp; Does it still count as a good deed if she doesn't thank you or show any appreciation?"&nbsp; Maybe it was a dumb one, but it was all that came to mind right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 00:44:51</strong>
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				Rebecca's face turns back into a scowl at Fran's name. "It's especially a good deed if done without consideration for reward." She sighs softly, her eyes flicking to the floor. "Good deeds are like skipping stones... you never know quite how many times they touch the water, or how far the ripples go." She smiles sadly "Good deeds are complicated too... a good deed done for selfish reasons is merely a deed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 00:59:13</strong>
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				"Sounds really hard," Rachel said, putting her hand to her chin and leaning against the door of a stall to think.&nbsp; "No matter what you want to do, if it's just to make yourself good, it wouldn't work, then, would it?&nbsp; That doesn't seem really fair."&nbsp; Frowning, she kept on thinking, until her heel suddenly spun.&nbsp; "Whoop-" she managed as her body went falling, head aiming towards the sink just next to Rebecca.&nbsp; It was a good performance, if a little overdramatic, and far too spontaneous to be an actual slip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:08:42</strong>
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				Becky doesn't really care how spontaneous it is, she reaches out to catch her, if successful, would have her in her arms in classic movie style. "careful, sweetie." She smiles a bit, her hair probably brushing against the girl's face, despite how wild and untamed it looks, it's surprisingly silky.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:13:02</strong>
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				Looking a little stunned, Rachel was starting to regret the feigned drop.&nbsp; It probably wasn't going to do any good, and it might not even count as a good deed.&nbsp; Still, once she started acting as though she was slipping, it soon turned to reality and she couldn't just let herself stop.<br><br>It wasn't that difficult to catch her, and she ended up gently shaking in faux fear, just hoping that Becky wouldn't see through the deception.&nbsp; "You saved me..." she said gently, sounding surprised but relieved.&nbsp; Letting herself be held up, her expression slowly turned into a smile.&nbsp; "See, you are a good person, or at least not a dark one.&nbsp; You could have just let me fall."<br><br>Of course, she could have let herself get up, but she found that she liked the feel of Becky's arms, the way her hair gently tickled her skin.&nbsp; It made Rachel feel safe and comforted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:18:31</strong>
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				"I'm neutral and balanced, not fallen. Balance is important... without chaos, no order... without darkness, no light... excetera... just because I'm not all shiny white like the rest of those pompous, self righteous... ahem... anyway, I'm just keeping myself neutral." She smiles a bit, seeming not to realise she's still holding Rachel as if they were about to kiss old movie style.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:24:17</strong>
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				Rachel let herself lay in Becky's arms, listening as the explanation was given but not sure if she truly understood beyond what had already been told.&nbsp; Either way, so long as Becky wasn't going to end up fallen, that seemed to be the important part.&nbsp; Beyond that, she could leave be in Becky's personal affairs and just be glad that Becky hadn't caught her faking a tumble.<br><br>However, Rachel certainly did notice their position, and couldn't help but smile.&nbsp; She let her lips pucker, just a little, hoping that Becky would pick up on the gesture and follow through.&nbsp; However, Rachel didn't want to force it, especially if she might not really be interested.&nbsp; Even this was nice for a little while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:26:39</strong>
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				Rebecca seems torn for a moment before shrugging and going for it, kissing her softly, her hands holding her easily, her scent musky and powerful as she moves even closer for the gentle lip bump.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:29:37</strong>
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				"MMmm..."&nbsp; As soon as Becky showed interest, Rachel wrapped her arms around Becky's waist, pulling in close and returning the kiss in kind.&nbsp; She didn't want to speak, afraid to ruin the moment with words, but still drawn in by Rebecca's scent and beauty.&nbsp; Her pulse quickened as she savored their moment together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:33:44</strong>
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				*breaks the kiss after a little while, unsure where to look or what to say, ending up gazing into her eyes with a small smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:33:59</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran sighed and rubbed her face a little. Geez, that was a fun science class, wasn't it? In any case, she was pretty irritated at Demon Dumbass picking a fight with Becky. She felt pretty bad about not giving the odd little angel much of a chance, and the girl's day only got worse when Sulfur Breath started riling her up. So she decided to find the angel and try to make amends. The construct followed the trail, so to speak, to the bathroom. "Hey Becky, you wanna get some lu-" Franny stopped short when she saw the angel making out with the doppleganger. She narrowed her eyes. "Well. You bounce back quickly, don'cha? Fuck it, then. The fuck was I thinkin' anyway? Trying to make things right.." she muttered, turning on her heel and heading out again. "God fucking dammit. I should've just stayed at home today."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:36:44</strong>
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				Rebecca curses loudly, pretty much dropping Rachel to rush after Fran, letting out a long tirade in Coptic at herself. "Frannie! Wait up!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 01:40:36</strong>
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				Rachel lets her eyes open after the kiss breaks, gently smiling and starting to open her mouth to offer something very personal.&nbsp; Having an irate Fran come in, however, spoiled the mood.&nbsp; Rachel quickly hopped back up to her feet just as she started to get dropped, looking away apologetically.&nbsp; "I'm sorry; I didn't know you two were together."<br><br>She went on back to the science class, grabbing her tablet before moving on over towards Phys Ed.&nbsp; This was all her fault, but how was she supposed to know that the two were together?&nbsp; Why did life always have to end up so very difficult?&nbsp; Maybe the old legend was true that doppelgangers weren't given a soulmate like everyone else and had to get by on their abilities and their wits.&nbsp; Certainly she didn't feel as though she deserved to have someone for herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 02:06:41</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran paused and turned on her heel to face the angel, letting out her own little tirade, "Why should I? Yer the craziest chick I've ever met in my life! You're like a yo-yo! You're up, down, happy, sad, kissing me, suddenly stopping! Then, of course, that asshole starts picking on you so I naturally feel a little shitty for not givin' you more of a chance and I think about askin' you to lunch. What do I get in return? I find you in there makin' out with some other girl! Unlike you, Becky, I'm not gonna live a thousand years. I'll be lucky if I see a hundred before my body rots to pieces and I die for good. Okay? I don't have time for all this drama in my life."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 03:37:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6645900#msg6645900">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 24-07-2012, 23:02:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike put his arm around Cat and gently pulled her towards him.&nbsp; He placed the side of his head down on the top of hers and held her there for a long moment.&nbsp; He had never been the most sensitive angel, but he was still an angel.&nbsp; Empathy was one of their strongest powers, and weaknesses, and right now he was feeling everything she was feeling; anger, sadness, frustration, but most importantly, hope.&nbsp; He enveloped her in his large, pure white wings and let the sun shine through them.&nbsp; It was something Mike's mother had done for him when he was sad, and it had always made him feel better.&nbsp; He could feel her emotions changing and growing.&nbsp; Less blues and blacks and more yellows and pinks and...red??&nbsp; Mike's face turned deep crimson.&nbsp; <strong>"Cat.&nbsp; I'm not going to let you be upset anymore.&nbsp; Understand?&nbsp; If you need to cry, let it out.&nbsp; And then we're going to make you happy.&nbsp; Things are going to work out, alright?"</strong>&nbsp; He gave her the warmest smile he could muster, and he saw the tiny red aura grow.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The warmth that Mike emulated as he wrapped and arm around her and pulled her into him caused her heart, though dead and not beating for centuries, to feel tight. His concern was so great for her that she would have believed any word he said, even if he said he was the Devil's spawn out to get her. Infatuation was a dangerous game. His wings wrapped around her, the sunshine shining in a direct spotlight onto them, warming her skin.&nbsp; Much to the imagination of mortals, vampires were able to go out in the day. Their powers were significantly weaker, but they would not fry. Only a beheading or stake through the heart would kill a vampire, and she had been very lucky to not have to deal with that. She relaxed against him, a wave of happiness and pleasure washing over her gently, his words only deepening the emotions. "I understand. It is unfortunate that I cannot cry at this moment, for I have spent the past two centuries crying and it has gotten me no where. I will have time to cry after he is gone, Mike. I trust you to help me through this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 04:14:20</strong>
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				After leaving the class Marcus went over to the field where PE was held. He spent some time watching the girl's volleyball team bounce around for him, occasionally freaking one of them out with his little rat. He smoked half a pack without noticing it, 'guess I'm stressed', he though tossing another finished one to the pile by his feet. Contrary to popular belief, he enjoyed his time with Avarael, or whatever she wanted to be called. He sighed once more until he saw Rachael coming onto the field.<br><br>He put on a fake smile, which he really didn't feel like putting on but doing it anyway, and ran up to her. "Hey there, sweet thing", he said through the surprisingly genuine looking smile. He got a smell of her, "So, followed the angel I see", he said moving his fingers into quotation marks on angel. He could see that she was looking sad and moved a hand onto her chin, moving her to look at him, "What's wrong?", he asked with genuine concern. "You look positively disheartened", he said with a bit of an over exaggerated pompous accent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 04:41:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6647487#msg6647487">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 25-07-2012, 03:37:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The warmth that Mike emulated as he wrapped and arm around her and pulled her into him caused her heart, though dead and not beating for centuries, to feel tight. His concern was so great for her that she would have believed any word he said, even if he said he was the Devil's spawn out to get her. Infatuation was a dangerous game. His wings wrapped around her, the sunshine shining in a direct spotlight onto them, warming her skin.&nbsp; Much to the imagination of mortals, vampires were able to go out in the day. Their powers were significantly weaker, but they would not fry. Only a beheading or stake through the heart would kill a vampire, and she had been very lucky to not have to deal with that. She relaxed against him, a wave of happiness and pleasure washing over her gently, his words only deepening the emotions. "I understand. It is unfortunate that I cannot cry at this moment, for I have spent the past two centuries crying and it has gotten me no where. I will have time to cry after he is gone, Mike. I trust you to help me through this."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mike smiled at her strength, but was shocked by her words.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm going to make that bastard pay for every one of your tears.&nbsp; I guarantee it."</strong>&nbsp; With a flurry of feathers, he whipped his wings back to their normal position and turned to Cat.&nbsp; <strong>"There's one way up to Heaven, and that's on the wings of an angel.&nbsp; My wings are plenty strong to carry us both, but I won't be ridden like a beast of burden.&nbsp; That means, erm, you'll have to...ah..."</strong>&nbsp; He reached out both of his arms in a hugging manner.&nbsp; <strong>"You're gonna need to hold on tight."</strong>&nbsp; He felt Cat's arms, warmed by the sun, slide under his and curl behind his back.&nbsp; Goosebumps popped up on his flesh, and he hoped beyond everything else she couldn't feel them.&nbsp; He was <em>incredibly</em> grateful that angels were the only race blessed with the ability to read auras.&nbsp; <strong>"Erm, alright, cool, yeah.&nbsp; Alright, so, here we go."</strong>&nbsp; With that final awkward utterance, he launched both of them into the air, and in a matter of minutes, they were in Heaven.&nbsp; Seeing Cat's confused face at only having flown for 10 minutes, he started to explain.&nbsp; <strong>"You see, Heaven originally used to be above the Earth.&nbsp; However, once humans developed such a burning curiosity for seeing outside of their world, He had to transition Heaven into a different dimension; one parallel to the one we reside in."</strong> He looped his arm around Cat's, and they strode towards the giant golden gate ahead of them.&nbsp; There, standing there, was a hulking figure of a man.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey Dad..."</strong>&nbsp; Mike's father held up his behemoth of a hand to silence his child, and then said in his booming voice, <strong>"Come, child of the night.&nbsp; We are going to go into my office to discuss the matter of your....target.&nbsp; Come alone, I wish not to mix family and business."</strong>&nbsp; He turned, and started taking massive steps towards his heavenly office.&nbsp; <strong>"See ya, Cat...let me know everything when you get back, ok?&nbsp; I'll wait right here...we're still in this together, don't think you can get rid of me that easily!"</strong>&nbsp; He waved goodbye to Cat and watched her disappear into the room.&nbsp; He let out a giant sigh. He couldn't get the feel of her against him as they were flying.&nbsp; He closed his eyes, and the next thing he knew he was being awoken by Cat; he had no idea how much time had passed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 06:01:16</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6647833#msg6647833">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 25-07-2012, 04:41:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike smiled at her strength, but was shocked by her words.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm going to make that bastard pay for every one of your tears.&nbsp; I guarantee it."</strong>&nbsp; With a flurry of feathers, he whipped his wings back to their normal position and turned to Cat.&nbsp; <strong>"There's one way up to Heaven, and that's on the wings of an angel.&nbsp; My wings are plenty strong to carry us both, but I won't be ridden like a beast of burden.&nbsp; That means, erm, you'll have to...ah..."</strong>&nbsp; He reached out both of his arms in a hugging manner.&nbsp; <strong>"You're gonna need to hold on tight."</strong>&nbsp; He felt Cat's arms, warmed by the sun, slide under his and curl behind his back.&nbsp; Goosebumps popped up on his flesh, and he hoped beyond everything else she couldn't feel them.&nbsp; He was <em>incredibly</em> grateful that angels were the only race blessed with the ability to read auras.&nbsp; <strong>"Erm, alright, cool, yeah.&nbsp; Alright, so, here we go."</strong>&nbsp; With that final awkward utterance, he launched both of them into the air, and in a matter of minutes, they were in Heaven.&nbsp; Seeing Cat's confused face at only having flown for 10 minutes, he started to explain.&nbsp; <strong>"You see, Heaven originally used to be above the Earth.&nbsp; However, once humans developed such a burning curiosity for seeing outside of their world, He had to transition Heaven into a different dimension; one parallel to the one we reside in."</strong> He looped his arm around Cat's, and they strode towards the giant golden gate ahead of them.&nbsp; There, standing there, was a hulking figure of a man.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey Dad..."</strong>&nbsp; Mike's father held up his behemoth of a hand to silence his child, and then said in his booming voice, <strong>"Come, child of the night.&nbsp; We are going to go into my office to discuss the matter of your....target.&nbsp; Come alone, I wish not to mix family and business."</strong>&nbsp; He turned, and started taking massive steps towards his heavenly office.&nbsp; <strong>"See ya, Cat...let me know everything when you get back, ok?&nbsp; I'll wait right here...we're still in this together, don't think you can get rid of me that easily!"</strong>&nbsp; He waved goodbye to Cat and watched her disappear into the room.&nbsp; He let out a giant sigh. He couldn't get the feel of her against him as they were flying.&nbsp; He closed his eyes, and the next thing he knew he was being awoken by Cat; he had no idea how much time had passed.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana had never heard of such a vow taken to her before, and it warmed her to know that someone cared for her cause as much as she did. "You have no idea what those words mean to me, Mike." Mike's wings went back to their original form and she smiled up at him as he explained what would have to happen to get to Heaven. She giggled softly, never being able to find him a beast of burden, and hugged him back, feeling a little scared that he told her to hang on tight. She squeezed him, hard enough to hold on, but not hard enough to crush his ribs. She made the mistake of that several decades ago, and would always be cautious now. His nervousness and awkwardness only served to amuse Cat and she squealed softly as they launched into the air, the world below them vanishing and a new world, somehow different than she ever imagined, appeared before them. When she looked at him confusingly, he explained and it all made sense. "Aye, this is not the Heaven the Bible tells about it seems." She walked with him, perfectly content that her hand was nestled in the crook of his arm, feeling like she was back in England again on her way to a party. A very large shadow of a man appeared before them, and Mike addressed him as his father. Was this.. God? She felt as though she needed to curtsy, or shake his hand, but the large man only addressed her to come alone so they could discuss business. Cat turned to Mike for reassurance, smiling when he spoke of waiting for her. "I'll be back then, hopefully with the answers that I need."<br><br>She followed the massive man into his office, astonished by the sights she saw. "The Bible does not address you so accurately, sir. I was lead to believe differently. I was also lead to believe that a vampire such as myself would never get to see Heaven, being an abomination. Your son has certainly helped me in this matter... I want to thank you so much for everything. Now, please, tell me about my <em>dear</em> husband and maker. A man like him has no purpose wooing women into love and changing their lives forever."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 06:23:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6647691#msg6647691">Quote from: kingmaster1 on 25-07-2012, 04:14:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">After leaving the class Marcus went over to the field where PE was held. He spent some time watching the girl's volleyball team bounce around for him, occasionally freaking one of them out with his little rat. He smoked half a pack without noticing it, 'guess I'm stressed', he though tossing another finished one to the pile by his feet. Contrary to popular belief, he enjoyed his time with Avarael, or whatever she wanted to be called. He sighed once more until he saw Rachael coming onto the field.<br><br>He put on a fake smile, which he really didn't feel like putting on but doing it anyway, and ran up to her. "Hey there, sweet thing", he said through the surprisingly genuine looking smile. He got a smell of her, "So, followed the angel I see", he said moving his fingers into quotation marks on angel. He could see that she was looking sad and moved a hand onto her chin, moving her to look at him, "What's wrong?", he asked with genuine concern. "You look positively disheartened", he said with a bit of an over exaggerated pompous accent.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Rachel forced a bit of a smile to give to Marcus, but didn't really want to dwell too much on things.&nbsp; "I'm just tired of everyone fighting," she said softly, heading along inside to the gymnasium.&nbsp; "I'm sorry; I don't really feel like talking."<br><br>She moved in with the other students, lining up on the edge of the court.&nbsp; It didn't take her long, and soon after, the teachers started checking names and faces.&nbsp; Of course, Rachel's name tag made that a lot easier.<br><br>As the various teachers checked people over, one of them looked at her name tag with a stern glare, then up to her face to look at her.&nbsp; He obviously knew what her name tag meant, and she really didn't want to deal with any of this right now.&nbsp; It took so much of her not to just call him out on it, but she settled for just muttering under her breath.<br><br>Unfortunately, it wasn't soft enough not to be heard.&nbsp; "Miss Kyleson!"&nbsp; The anger in his voice made her snap up to attention, and he glanced to the other teachers to let them know that he'd handle matters before he started for the doors.&nbsp; "Come see me in my office."&nbsp; Sighing, gently trembling, she turned to start following out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 06:44:00</strong>
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				Marcus sighed as well, "I'm sorry, I didn't want you to get sucked up into that, it's really complicate", he said following her to the line. When he yelled at the innocent girl he was in a mood where he bit his lip so he wouldn't just punch him in the face, so much so that his lip started to bleed. He knew this guy's game, it wouldn't be the first time he tried something with a student.<br><br>Marcus beat them both to his office and stood outside of it after letting his whole arm fall off and a snake sneak in first, going to hide under his desk. When Rachael passed him he stopped her, "If something happens that you&nbsp; don't want to, just say it and I'll make it stop", he said giving her a smile before letting her go in and leaning against the wall. He had the class sure, but he couldn't care less. The snake was poisonous, but not a normal type of poisonous, the type that made body parts cause immense pain to the point that someone tried to cut it off. A demon poison.<br><br>He wasn't distracted by the class, he'd learned a trick long ago, letting one of his eyes take the snakes and leaving the other to look around. He was definitely interested in watching the girls do their jumping jacks. Couldn't help himself really.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 06:53:11</strong>
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				Although Rachel tried to give Marcus a smile, there wasn't any joy in it.&nbsp; She was scared, and she didn't want to do this, but there wasn't any way out.&nbsp; No one was going to believe a doppelganger over a teacher.<br><br>At least she wasn't crying.&nbsp; Somehow that made her feel better this time, feel stronger.&nbsp; She could guess what Marcus would try to do, but she didn't want that either.&nbsp; She just didn't want to be in this position to begin with.<br><br>She stepped inside, closing the door behind her, and took a seat in front of the desk.&nbsp; The teacher just glared at her.&nbsp; "You're one of those doppelgangers, aren't you?&nbsp; That's why they make you wear the name tag."&nbsp; Her gaze fell to the floor.&nbsp; "They can't trust doppelgangers not to cause trouble, so the only way to handle you is to punish you whenever you take off the name tag on school grounds."<br><br>She didn't know what to say, but there wasn't much she could say.&nbsp; He wasn't even asking her questions, just berating her.&nbsp; "Doppelgangers like you aren't good for much, are you?&nbsp; Well, Ms. Kyleson, you can be a good girl or a bad girl.&nbsp; Good girls get good grades, and bad girls flunk and get detention."<br><br>She'd heard all this before; she didn't want to play this stupid game anymore.&nbsp; "Show me the picture."<br><br>He took down a swimsuit calendar from the wall, turning the month back to February and offering the picture over to her.&nbsp; She accepted it with quivering hands, checking over the form of the lovely young woman.&nbsp; Tan skin, auburn hair and perky breasts were all so easy to replicate, if she wanted to.&nbsp; She paused for some time, thinking it over and trying very hard not to cry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 07:06:31</strong>
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				Marcus's snake kept a close eye on the man, watching for the right time to strike. After he showed her the picture he was getting pissed off, "You fucking prick", he said under his breath. Luckily he couldn't transmit his voice through the snake or it would be cursing him out before biting him. He held his breath, not taking this as an action to strike, he needed to wait and see if things progressed.<br><br>The teacher walked around his desk until he was directly in front of Rachael, leaning back against his desk and giving the snake a wonderful opportunity to bite his ankle. The man rubbed his hands together, looking even more like the sleaze ball he was, it was infuriating. He waited for Rachael to take the form before he moved his hand onto his zipper. <em>"Now be a good girl and show your teacher how much you want to pass"</em>, he said with a deep growl in his voice, like he was some kind of conqueror.<br><br>The man held his manhood in his hand expectantly but didn't realize that the snake was right under him, in clear view of Rachael. Marcus let a smirk cross his face before the snake jumped up and sank it's fangs directly onto the exposed portion of the man's cock. The teacher immediately screamed out in pain and started to hammer at the snakes head, trying to get it off. Marcus opened the door as the man screamed, "Have fun trying to make that limp fish work again", he said before grabbing Rachael's hand and pulling her up with him. The snake finally let go and slithered away to rejoin it's master. The teacher felt relief until the blinding pain set in.<br><br>Screams could still be heard from his office as Marcus walked away holding Rachael's hand. The snaked reattached itself and became his arm, "Fucking shit head", he said under his breath. The aura around Marcus was causing heat to come off of his body, enough to start a small fire on some dead grass he stepped on. He rubbed his hands over his eyes and focused to lower his body heat back to normal. "Sorry", he said as his temperature sank. "I shouldn't have let him take you in there in the first place", he said leaning back against the wall of the school, where he'd walked them to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 07:13:51</strong>
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				Rachel just froze, holding the calendar and considering.&nbsp; Tears fought behind her ears but she didn't want to let them out.&nbsp; Why did her life have to be so difficult?&nbsp; Why couldn't she just be normal?<br><br>Then everything went from bad to worse.&nbsp; The snake jumped out, the teacher screamed, and Marcus came to get her.&nbsp; She didn't so much accept his hand as go into shock, not sure what to do or say, but letting the calendar drop from her hands.<br><br>Once again it was all her fault.&nbsp; She could have said yes, she could have told the teacher about Marcus' warning, or any number of other things.&nbsp; Maybe if she just played along, the teacher would have helped so that she didn't even have to wear the stupid name tag anymore.&nbsp; That would show her as a good girl.&nbsp; Maybe then people would trust her and like her.<br><br>As soon as Marcus let go of her, she collapsed into a heap, crying piteously with her head in her hands.&nbsp; Her hair flickered, bits of blue shimmering along like drops of rain cascading down her hair.&nbsp; She didn't care.&nbsp; She didn't want to have to deal with any of this.&nbsp; She just wanted to be left alone so that she couldn't make another mistake again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 07:28:08</strong>
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				When she fell down he didn't know what to do, from this he didn't know if he'd done the right thing or not. Damn it felt even worse watching her hair do that though. He turned to face the wall and banged his head against it, not feeling pain, but it helped a bit. "Don't tell me I just fucked up", he said after banging his head again. He hit his head harder every knock until a crack started to form on the wall. "Every. Goddamn. Time.", he said, each word coming after another smack to the wall.<br><br>Eventually he replaced his head with his fist, "I don't think...", he said as he punched the wall. "And I fuck something up...", another punch. "And I lose everything...", this time his fist broke through the wall, coming out the other side. He put three more holes in the wall before falling onto his knees, putting another hole in before his arms dropped. <br><br>He let out a deep growl before slamming his head against the wall again and watching as a big chunk of it fell down. After he felt like he got all of it out he grabbed something out of a pocket in hidden inside his pants. It was a cigar that he kept for special occasions, it was big and would most likely give a human lung cancer if they got through half of it. He lit it up and took a long puff, taking a quarter of it in one puff. He let out the long smoke cloud, letting it hover around his face.<br><br>"Reminds me of home", he said taking a smaller huff from it. "If it makes you feel any better you won't be blamed for this, no one knows where the snake came from", he said shrugging. "Worst case scenario I get blamed for making the doctors amputate his dick", he said almost amused at the thought but his face not showing any sign. "Usually after something like this the girl hates me for a couple hundred years and then shows up trying to stab something through me. So, should I expect that?", he asked letting out a deep, smoke filled sigh, as if expecting the worst all ready.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 07:34:14</strong>
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				She listened as he yelled and hit the wall.&nbsp; She didn't have a choice, since her ears wouldn't close as easily as her eyes.&nbsp; Eventually the streaking blue faded away.<br><br>She wanted to hate him.&nbsp; It would be so much easier if she could just point to someone, to say it was his fault, that he should have left her be.&nbsp; She couldn't, though.&nbsp; She didn't want to hate anyone, and besides, how could she when he was so much like her?<br><br>It just wasn't fair.&nbsp; She sat back against the wall, her hair going jet black as she laid her back against the wall and hugged her legs.&nbsp; She didn't know what to say, but she certainly didn't want to talk about any of this right now.&nbsp; "What happened between you and Becky?"&nbsp; Maybe the best thing to do was to just change the subject.&nbsp; She didn't look up at him, but she didn't run away either.&nbsp; It seemed more as though she was just numb, maybe in denial of everything, and uncertain of what to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 07:55:54</strong>
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				Marcus had no trouble changing the subject but also knew that this might take awhile. He took another puff off his cigar and blew it out his nose. "We met in England around 1859. We'd both been wandering the earth for some time before then. I don't remember if she was already changing from grace but back then she was still mostly white, god she was beautiful", he said looking over his cigar, like it would tell him the story.<br><br>"At first we viewed each other as enemies, since our people did that sort of thing and still do mostly. But we were both in the same city and it eventually became very clear that we would be seeing a lot of each other. After about a year we started to act like friends, being a lot nicer to one another and things like that. But it evolved into something a lot more", he stopped for a second but continued. "We eventually found ourselves in each others arms, and damn it it was amazing. We were inseparable for a long time, living in a normal relationship that humans might share. It was love, no question about it, and I loved her deeply. Until then my sole existence had been pain and suffering the whole hell experience and it left a pain inside of me. She stopped that pain".<br><br>"For seventeen years we lived, I'd even asked her to marry me more than once, but we were forced to keep our relationship a secret. God was never happy when an angel laid with a demon and he punished them hard. To spare her from that I only showed my affection behind closed doors and never somewhere that may be watched. My only problem was jealousy. I cared about her so much that I couldn't bare thinking she would cheat on me with someone. Unfortunately that was a problem", he smoked another piece of his cigar, as if getting himself ready for the next part.<br><br>"At one point we started seeing each other less and less, as if we were fading apart. I didn't want that so I went to see her and when I was there I saw her and another man go into the bedroom we once shared. I was furious, so much so that I didn't think anything through, I didn't consider any possibilities. I followed them inside and stabbed my hand through the man's chest. He died immediately. Problem was they weren't lovers, he was her brother and they'd been discussing things that had happened, she'd been telling him about me. I didn't know what to do. I ran away and tried to lose her. Hide from my actions."<br><br>"After about a hundred years she found me, looking to avenge her brother. She'd gotten darker by then and the hate in her eyes was...horrifying. It took some time but I fought her off, I couldn't hurt her though, I just ran again. Until now I'd thought I'd been rid of her but...I guess not", he put his hand over his eye then. "Do you have any idea what it's like to watch the person you love holding nothing but hate and resentment to you? Having no one but yourself to blame for everything?", he tightly squeezed his fist and gritted his teeth as the smoke hid the only kind of tears he could produce, steam. "I've tried to kill myself every time our anniversary comes around, unfortunately I haven't been successful", he said as he finished his cigar and dropped it to the ground.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 08:01:37</strong>
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				"I want you to apologize to her."&nbsp; She kept her eyes closed.&nbsp; "You can't simply get rid of someone in order to make the pain stop; life doesn't work that way."&nbsp; Her words came softly but from deep within, tapping a strength she didn't even know she had.&nbsp; Maybe it was the only way she could handle everything, following her thoughts like an outsider in order to keep from screaming and crying some more.&nbsp; Certainly she wanted to do that.<br><br>"I want her to get to see this side of you.&nbsp; I want her to see the side of you that knows that he's imperfect, that he has a lot to learn about life, that older doesn't mean wiser but that you do want to be a better person."&nbsp; When she finally opened her eyes to look at him, they were a dull brown.&nbsp; "Will you do that for me?"<br><br>It was hard to tell exactly what she was thinking; she probably didn't even know herself, but the gears were turning all the same.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 08:17:58</strong>
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				Marcus shook his head as she spoke, "If I tried to talk to her about it she would kill me on the spot. She would love nothing more than to rip out my still beating heart, not like it would be the first time", he said looking at the ground. He moved a finger up to his neck and allowed it to transform into a sharp claw, something he could do if he wanted. He scratched at his neck for a moment, even considered slicing it open and seeing if that would end things this time but he couldn't do that in front of Rachael. He did stab his a claw in deep enough to draw blood.<br><br>Unbeknownst to anyone other than him he was crying as he sat there, the only hint being a small sliver of steam coming out of his tear duct. "Things would never be the same anyway, the only time I was truly happy was when I was with her", he said rubbing his forehead. "The pain won't go away, ever", he said once more considering slitting his throat.<br><br>There was a long silence between them before he finally spoke up, "You can look like her, can't you?", he asked not taking his gaze from the ground. "Could you make her look like she did before she hated me?", he asked with a tone of sorrow in his voice. "The only difference was that she had whiter hair and wings", he said shrugging. "Please? I...I just want to see it one more time...".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 08:24:38</strong>
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				She stood back up, her legs still quivering, her hair now black and her eyes brown.&nbsp; She kept her eyes on him, even though she didn't seem to notice the steam.&nbsp; "You're the one doing this to her, Marcus."&nbsp; Maybe it was because she was so upset that let her be so mean.&nbsp; Maybe it was just seeing him penitent that she knew she had to push him further.&nbsp; She didn't really know, and right now, it hurt too much to really care.&nbsp; "She cares about you still, just like you do about her.&nbsp; Love doesn't go away, not even in normal people, which is why marriage is supposed to be forever."<br><br>Deep down, she found herself hoping as she said those words that she really did have a soulmate out there somewhere.&nbsp; It was too hard to believe that she didn't.<br><br>"You want to make things up to me, but really, you just want to make it up to her."&nbsp; She paused for a moment, considering his plea, then offering a bargain.&nbsp; "I can't do the wings, but if you promise that you'll talk to her, I'll show her with the white hair again.&nbsp; Then, once you make things up to her and apologize properly, you can see her wings and all when she lets go of all the hatred and darkness that's centered around you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 08:38:57</strong>
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				Marcus nodded his head as she spoke, she'd just been repeating everything he'd told himself the last few hundred years. He stood as she gave him the ultimatum, "Okay", he said weakly. He didn't know why he wanted to see her, it would only make him hate himself more. It would only be seeing a copy of her but...for some reason it felt better than nothing. He snapped his fingers behind his back as a bubble came over them, she wouldn't see it but it would make it so no one could see them. If she could do it, he was going to look the same way he did back then.<br><br>He cracked his knuckles as his visage started to warp a bit. His hair grew longer and even blacker while the whites of his eyes were replaced with red. He felt his black wings stab out of his back and spread feeling the sudden freedom. His hands grew sharp claws at the end instead of fingers, though he could dull them at will. Even his voice held a slight echo to it as it seemed to duplicate itself as he spoke, "I want to see her in the form I loved her in. It's been a long time since I let my true form come out", he said looking at his wings. His clothes appeared to turn into vapor, leaving him naked except for a loincloth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 08:47:04</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6647016#msg6647016">Quote from: MzHyde on 25-07-2012, 02:06:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran paused and turned on her heel to face the angel, letting out her own little tirade, "Why should I? Yer the craziest chick I've ever met in my life! You're like a yo-yo! You're up, down, happy, sad, kissing me, suddenly stopping! Then, of course, that asshole starts picking on you so I naturally feel a little shitty for not givin' you more of a chance and I think about askin' you to lunch. What do I get in return? I find you in there makin' out with some other girl! Unlike you, Becky, I'm not gonna live a thousand years. I'll be lucky if I see a hundred before my body rots to pieces and I die for good. Okay? I don't have time for all this drama in my life."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Rebecca sighed softly, her head lowering. "Francine... I got caught up in a moment, that's all... and the reason I'm so up and down is that with you... I get nervous... and that's impressive considering how old I really am... and that's just it, Fran... time... is relative. Thousands of years just gives you an eternity to go mad..." she sighed softly, her eyes dropping. "And besides... I didn't think you cared anyway... your exit seemed pretty conclusive as a denial... and... well, we all do stupid things when we lose something special... I'll see you around... I'm not hungry." Becky hangs her head and turns away, heading for the deserted side of the school, after checking that she is alone, she uncases her wings and ascends to the roof to think, without alcohol or distracting doppelgangers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 08:49:16</strong>
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				As she saw his reaction, the way he finally gave in, she finally started to understand why she wouldn't just let herself give in.&nbsp; She recognized the actions between both of them, felt the way that each was trapped by the past, and knew that it was no less difficult for her whenever she made a mistake.<br><br>At least her natural talents wouldn't go to waste.&nbsp; Putting a hand over her name tag, she let her eyes close, concentrating upon her appearance.&nbsp; Her body shifted, her hair growing more white, her eyes gently trembling beneath closed lids.&nbsp; It was difficult to do from memory, but not impossible, especially since she'd seen the girl less than an hour ago.&nbsp; The hair intermittently went from white to dark and then back again, not unlike a smith hammering out the fine details of an appearance and constantly having to fix the things which went wrong from other alterations.<br><br>When she finally opened her eyes, she was as perfect a replica as she could manage, and she smiled ever so sweetly.&nbsp; Yet her eyes held a soft longing, not even showing the shock of his true appearance.&nbsp; Even her voice was spot on, a talented part of the illusion which made doppelgangers so notorious.&nbsp; "Tell me how you really feel, Marcus."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 08:57:49</strong>
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				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran sighed and clenched her fist, letting out a little growl of frustration as the angel walked away, "Why do heavenly beings have to be so confusing?! Augh. Now I feel all guilty again. Damn girl." The construct sighed to herself and ran her fingers through her hair. After a moment of standing there contemplating what to do, she decided it would probaby be best to follow her. So, Franny searched the school high and low until all she was left with was the roof. She forced the door open and stepped out, catching sight of Becky sitting there. "Y'know, some of us can't fly up here." She playfully chided, then wordlessly went over and sat down next to the angel. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 09:05:12</strong>
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				Becky made a vague movement that could have been anything from a welcome to lazily slapping at a fly. "I'm sorry... a friend of mine tells me you pick up too much personality after this long on earth... Balance is becoming harder... especially with... him around... I can almost feel my aura turning into tar..." she stares out ahead of her. "I'm a complicated girl... and probably not worth persevering for..." she brushes her hair back. "I wish I had a hundred years until my body gave out... I could find someone... fall in love... grow old together... While I may <em>want</em> all that... I'm afraid of it too... afraid of risking myself again... of losing people... losing myself... of course I lost myself a long time ago."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 09:10:54</strong>
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				Marcus watched as she made the transformation, it was amazing. She got everything perfect, despite the wings. "Avarael...", he said quietly as he simply looked over her. He suddenly felt something he hadn't for a long time, a feeling inside of him that he was never truly able to explain. "Avarael...", he once more as his eyes started to darken over. He took a step closer to her, he couldn't just look, he gently took her hand in his before leaning in and placing a kiss onto her lips.<br><br>It felt so familiar, like he put the thought of Rachael's copy out of his mind. For a moment he'd stepped back in time and was in his younger body, with the real girl. He looped an arm around her lower back and held her against him, the same way he'd done before. he held her in the kiss, not moving his tongue but simply letting their lips stay together. It seemed like forever to him, a forever he would have gladly stayed in.<br><br>He didn't move his hands anywhere on her, simply kept one on her hip and the other one holding her. After about a minute had passed his bliss ended, and everything rushed back like he experienced it all over again. His lips lost her's and he felt like she evaporated from his hands. He looked to the ground then, before falling onto his knees. In this sorrow his body temperature had dropped considerably, making it so the tears were very apparent as they flowed down his cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 09:17:41</strong>
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				She stayed very still for him, not returning the kiss because she didn't want to hurt him any more than she already might, but still wrapping her arms around him to hold him anyway.&nbsp; Her eyes closed and she savored the moment, letting herself enjoy the comfort for its own sake as he let out his emotions.<br><br>When the illusion was over, she kept an arm around him, holding him not in adoration but in protective comfort.&nbsp; If this was all she could do, she was still happy to offer it.&nbsp; As dangerous as it was to push his emotions like she was doing, she knew that both of them needed it.&nbsp; "Tell me how sorry you are, Marcus," she said in Avarael's voice.&nbsp; "Tell me how much you miss me, how the world is so much darker without my smile.&nbsp; Tell me how much you still weep for me."<br><br>She was scared, even though her voice showed nothing but love and pleading.&nbsp; She just couldn't shake the feeling that even if he hated her for it, it would be one of the few times when her power was used for something truly important.&nbsp; Maybe if he could tell her now, he'd have an easier time telling the real Becky.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 09:40:34</strong>
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				Her voice, it was so exact, so perfect, he couldn't believe it. "Avarael, I love you, I'll always love you. I can't run anymore, I want the life we used to share back. I want you back with me. I've wandered this planet for years, trying to make the pain stop somehow, I can't, it won't. I don't expect you to forgive me, ever. My only wish in life now is to die and make all of this pain stop, I've tried, believe me". He took in a deep breath, "I don't care what happens now, I'll do anything it takes for you to be happy, even if it means killing me", he said shaking his head to the ground.<br><br>"I don't know what I expect from this, I'd never expect things to go back to what they were. I don't know what I want anymore", he said shaking his head again. "I don't know if you have a shred of feeling for me that isn't hate but if you do please just tell me what it is", he didn't know why he was going on but he just let everything pour out.<br><br>He moved a hand up and set it on her's, he was feeling empty inside, which somehow felt better than what had filled him before. What he didn't know was that the bubble that had been covering them was starting to deteriorate from his lack of concentration, only enough for their voices to leak out though.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 09:48:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/6299/doppelgangerm.jpg)</div><br>She listened as he bared his soul, releasing all the hurt, all the pain that he'd felt for so very long.&nbsp; She almost wanted to cry, but she had to maintain the image.&nbsp; Somehow it was easier to hold a face that she'd seen, since she only had to remember that face, rather than construct a completely new image for herself.&nbsp; Even so, her own emotions gave her limits.<br><br>"Marcus," she said in Becky's voice, but with a tremor as the guilt stung her.&nbsp; Maybe this hadn't made things easier; maybe she should have let the real Becky see him collapse like this the first time.&nbsp; Even so, she had to be sure that he'd do it, didn't she?&nbsp; Either way, her image collapsed, leaving her as the pale-faced creature of her true nature.<br><br>"Marcus," she repeated, this time in her own hollow and far less beautiful voice, "You need to tell her all this.&nbsp; She needs to hear it from you, but you know, you really know now, that you have to tell her.&nbsp; Don't you?"&nbsp; Concerns of her own looks evaporated with her concern for him.&nbsp; She still held all the words she'd planned to use in Becky's voice, but it just wouldn't come across properly, especially now.<br><br>"Do you want me there with you when you tell her, or do you want to be alone together?&nbsp; I'm fine with either, so long as you talk to her once more and let her know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:00:40</strong>
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				Marcus felt the hand he'd been holding morph and changed, he looked over to her and was surprised to see what was there, though his face didn't show it. Seeing that Avarael was gone he kept the same position he'd held and changed back into his disguise, realizing the bubble had been failing and simply making it return to it's full structure. His body temperature rose when he changed and his tears burnt away into steam. "I know what I need to do", he said nodding his head.<br><br>He knew what he thought he needed to do, it might not be what she expected though. "I want you to come with me, I don't know if we'll talk in front of you but please, just come with me", he said letting his arms once more fall to his sides. He didn't know if he was going to be able to compose himself soon enough to go find her, but bottling emotion was something he'd become rather good at and in a moment he was on his feet again. He wouldn't be able to smile even if he wanted too.<br><br>He suddenly wrapped his arms around Rachael and hugged her tight, "Thank you", he said as he rested his head on her shoulder. "I know where she is", he said having gotten her scent from when the bubble deteriorated. "You may want to put a disguise on first", he said looking over her much grayer self, though not in any negative way. "Promise me, that you'll stay near us until things are settled. Okay?", he asked looking at her once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:05:12</strong>
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				Lacking any true words but knowing that none were really needed, she nodded, hugging him back with a smile.&nbsp; It didn't take her long to close her eyes, refocusing her body to transform back into the blonde girl with the red tips to her hair.&nbsp; The fear, the uncertainty, the confusion, everything felt like a bad dream which was now over, and she could finally wake up and face the day.&nbsp; She had little doubt that Marcus felt the same way, and hoped that Becky would match the feeling as well.<br><br>"I'll stay close," she said.&nbsp; She didn't really understand why, but maybe he just needed a friend, someone to be close and understand everything.&nbsp; It didn't even really matter why, so long as he was happy.&nbsp; It seemed like everything was going to be alright now.&nbsp; "I promise."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:11:09</strong>
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				Marcus nodded, "Okay, just give me a minute, I need to go grab something", he said. "Wait here, I'll be back in a second", he said before running off. In reality he ran to the other side of the building, he was grabbing something alright. He used his finger to draw a pentagram in the dirt and clapped his hands together before muttering a spell in a long dead language. He slapped a hand on the ground and moved it up slowly, letting a rigid knife raise up from the ground. He grasped it in his hand and looked it over, "As sharp as ever", he said running a finger along the blade. He moved the knife to hide in his shirt, making sure no one could see it.<br><br>When he was settled with it he grabbed a comb from his locker and ran back to Rachael. "She's on the roof", he said pointing up. He opened his arms and waited for her, "Just hold onto me, it's faster this way", he said as his wings stabbed back out from his back. Luckily no one was there to see it since the class had ended not long ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:14:17</strong>
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				Although she had no idea what he was going to get, she could guess.&nbsp; Her guess was simple: the ring that he'd tried to use when he wanted to propose so very long ago.&nbsp; She couldn't ask, but she'd find out soon enough.&nbsp; Certainly she had no reason to guess a knife or other weapon.<br><br>At his mention, she nodded, and grabbed onto him to let him carry her up.&nbsp; "It'll be okay," she reassured him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:22:33</strong>
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				Marcus wrapped his arms around Rachael and took off into the air, it was true that he had the old ring on him but he never let it out of his sight, like a reminder of his mistakes. He made sure she couldn't feel the knife as they went to the top of the school. He could see her already, talking to the construct. He landed on the roof and set Rachael down before taking his true form once again. The knife was still hidden away, having been absorbed into his arm by another spell he knew. "Avarael", he said walking up to her, making sure that Rachael was behind him. "I need to talk to you", he said as he felt his nerve solidify.<br><br>He doubted that she wouldn't even talk to him, but he doubted she would be nice to him about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:28:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky turned her head, anoter pestilence starting to flare up as she stood quickly. "You... What in His name are you doing up here?" She glared, her grey eyes angry and full of unbridled hatred. "I thought I was done with you for at least an hour..." She folded her arms and tilted her hips, her serious eyes unblinking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:29:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as they touched down on the roof, Rachel stepped away, giving the two a little bit of space but staying close enough to watch and listen.&nbsp; On her face was hope, a simple but unshakable desire that everything would turn out alright.&nbsp; <br><br>By this point, she knew that she'd done all she could.&nbsp; It probably wouldn't make up for all the mistakes she'd already made, but maybe, hopefully, it would set other things right.&nbsp; That was really all she wanted anymore.<br><br>So far, it wasn't going very well, but once Marcus said everything that she knew he felt, it would be fine.&nbsp; It had to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 10:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus could feel the disease coming off of her and sighed, "I came to apologize", he said as he felt his eyes swelling up a bit. He started to walk towards her, step by step, until he was only a few feet away. "Avarael...I love you. I still love you and I always will", he said looking to the ground. "You are the only thing that matters to me", he said. He reached his hand into his opposite arm and pulled out the knife, holding it pointed to the ground. He didn't know if anyone had seen it but he snapped his fingers and a bubble, like before, came around them.<br><br>He tossed the knife to the ground, close to her feet and fell to his knees. "Please...kill me", he said as tears started to move down his face. "I can't stand living anymore. I lost you so long ago and it's destroyed me every single day. You were the only thing that lit up my life, the only thing that made me hope for our love", he said as his tears fell to the ground in front of him. "I ask you to kill me because it's the&nbsp; only thing that will make the pain of living without you go away", he said as he lifted his chest up for her to stab him.<br><br>He brought his hand into his other one and moved the ring off, "Do with this what you want", he said tossing it by the knife. It still had the inscription in tact, he'd carved it himself. "Avarael, nothing in any world will make my love for you die", he said, he hadn't read the inscription for almost a hundred years yet still held it his heart. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 11:05:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky's jaw dropped, she seemed almost as if she had been paused, unmoving for two minutes before sighing mightily. "I'm not going to kill you... but I can help. Just let me find my centre." She closes her silver eyes, letting out a single, unbroken chant for spiritual balance, the chant takes three minutes, her hair slowly turning into a perfectly neutral silver-grey. She opens her eyes and steps forwards, placing a hand on his head, concentrating carefully as she looses a very specific pestilence into his mind, a unique variation on dementia, she takes all his memories of her and recolours them slightly, while events remain unchanged, his feelings would be subtly altered. While she knows a small part of him would always love her, she can at least ease the pain and allow him to move on. After two minutes, she uncases her wings, her colouring slowly changing from perfect silver, to almost white. By the time she is finished she almost looks as she once did, kneeling suddenly as she feels the pull of the Pearly Gates at her neck like an insistent master with a leash, she scowls as she feels the pull, using all her concentration to hold herself down.<br><br>"Not... Yet..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 11:16:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So everything did work.&nbsp; Relief fluttered in her heart as she watched, and even though it felt like pure chaos and horror sometimes, she couldn't help but contentedly sigh&nbsp; &nbsp;All she could really do was stand to the side now that it was being dealt with...until she saw Becky fighting what she'd called the leash before.<br><br>It was time for Rachel to step in once more.&nbsp; She walked up to Becky, putting some extra hatred in her eyes.&nbsp; Her hand flew back and then forward in an attempt to slap the angel across the face.&nbsp; "You are an angel, aren't you?&nbsp; You lied to me!"<br><br>She wasn't certain it would work, but she had to try.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 11:32:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus sat, ready to die until he felt her hand on him. He felt her pestilence move into his head&nbsp; but couldn't do anything to fight it off. It was almost like the memories were presented to him once more but...almost all of the hurt was taken away. Like he'd never had those feelings for her, at least not to that degree. He stayed frozen still when Avarael moved away from him, like she'd frozen him in time. "What...happened...", he asked no one in particular. Tears seemed to move down his face much faster, "What happened?", he asked once more. "It's gone...all of it...", he said as he looked down to his hands.<br><br>"Was it...taken from me?", he asked himself. He couldn't tell what had changed but he knew something did, something important. He managed to stand up though, not being completely able to hold himself on his own legs. Wobbly, he walked over to the knife, picking it up and throwing it aside to find the ring, "No...it's still here", he said clutching the ring to his chest before moving it back on. "It'll never go away".<br><br>He walked across the building, letting the bubble drop. He stood at the edge of the roof, looking into the sky, he didn't know what this feeling was. He heard the slap from where he was but didn't turn to look, simply stared, dead eyed, into the blue sky..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 11:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky felt the slap but was far more concerned with keeping herself grounded. She kneels, her hair wild as she fights against the invisible force. Spacial cognitive confusion was common in that technique, the old thoughts and feelings trying to reassert themselves against the change. She keepz kneeling, unable to do much more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 11:47:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus broke his staring contest with the sky to turn around and see her fighting with the rope. He could see it, it wasn't as much of a metaphor as people thought. He moved down and grabbed the knife from the ground and aimed before throwing it. As it spun in the air it cut the rope that was pulling Avarael back to heaven. It didn't stop her from going back, it just stopped her from being forced back. It was a strong knife, a special one made of demon's blood that was one of the only things able to kill a demon like him and various other species, or cut something like that. After he'd thrown it he turned back to the sky, still trying to figure everything out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 16:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky relaxes as the leash is cut, resting forwards a bit and closing her now blue eyes. She breathes softly, feeling the shoots of good in her aura as if they were brands. She lies down, slowly bringing herself back to the present.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 18:38:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran sighed, once again the third wheel. She was roundly ignored by everyone standing there, like she didn't even exist. A fate she'd been relegated to before. While the drama played out before her, she stood up and walked away, knowing she had no place in it. There was never a place for her. She was just a walking corpse, after all. Borrowed life. Borrowed body. Not a real person. Fran walked off the roof and headed back downstairs, then left the school all together. She was determined never to come back. What was the point of it all? She'd gone there to make friends. How had that worked out? Not well. So, she headed to a place where she fit in most. The cemetery. The construct walked deep into the graveyard, crested a hill with a lone, withered tree atop it, and sat there, looking out over all the buried pieces and parts of former people. It was quiet. She liked that. "Maybe I should just stay here until I rot away." The construct slouched and closed her eyes. That seemed like a good idea. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 19:31:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once she recovers, Becky stands up, scowling when she notices Marcus is still in dreamland and Fran has gone. She uncases her now white wings and takes off, looking for anywhere science like or techie... being unsuccessful she makes sweeps of the city, using her nose to seek the girl, after some time she gets to the cemetery, her grid pattern leading her there where she flies low to zero in further, eventually landing easily in the withered tree.<br><br>"I know how you feel... call that the end of an old story no one ever bothered to finish..." She sighs softly. "Forgive my selfishness, though I assure you my intent was not to offend." She looks up. "If you want me to leave you be... say so..." She pauses "I won't impound upon your life if you wish me not to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 21:33:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran grunted as she saw Becky approaching. The girl drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. "Might as well go then. As soon as I try to talk to you again that stupid demon will show up, I'm sure. You'll probably run back to him anyway. What the fuck would you or anyone else want with me? Nobody can relate to me. I'm surrounded by people that are supposed to be just like me, but they're not. I was sent here to socialize and be in a place where I could be me, but I can't. Everyone else in that stupid school lives for hundreds, if not thousands of years. They all know each other. I don't know anyone and I can't relate to them. The only people I can relate to are the humans, but if they ever figure out what I really am they'll chase me down with torches and kill me." She laid her head on her knees. "So, go away. I'm not goin' back to that stupid school anyway. I'm just going to sit here and wait for my body to die."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 21:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The slap didn't work.&nbsp; Rachel had hoped that it would ignite some sort of hatred or something within Becky, getting out just a little more black and helping her to be neutral again.&nbsp; "I'm sorry..."&nbsp; She stepped back, not knowing what else to do, until the knife fixed everything.<br><br>Everything now seemed to be mostly settled, although it was harder to tell if it was for better or worse.&nbsp; Becky flew off and Marcus was just standing there in confusion.&nbsp; She moved over to him, reaching out to take his hand.&nbsp; "Hey?" she asked gently.&nbsp; "Are you alright?&nbsp; Did it work?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 21:58:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few minutes of standing there he fell down and sat on the edge of the roof, not leaving his true form. He still didn't know how to feel at that point but he was trying to figure it out. When he felt a hand take his he looked up to her, his eyes looking glossed over. "I don't know", he said shaking his head. "I still don't know what happened. I feel...numb...", he said looking down at his clawed hands. "I don't know if this is better or worse", he said shrugging. "I don't want to die anymore, but I still don't know if that makes it feel better", he said looking at the ground.<br><br>"I think she made it so I just don't care as much anymore. I still know what happened...I just don't feel bad about it anymore. I think that just makes me a terrible person though", he said as he sighed, "I don't know if I should thank her or be angry at her".
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 22:22:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I dated him for a while, sure... but he murdered my brother... if you think I'd go back to him after that, clearly you don't know me." Becky sighs and hops from the branches, sitting in front of Fran. "And I think letting you rot here would be a terrible waste... and trust me when I say... no matter what people think, you're beautiful... and you have a right to be cared for like anyone else... And imagine living thousands of years... you can't get close to mortals... because they die... all you have is yourself... alone... carrying all the pain you've ever felt in your endless years of empty wandering... all the loneliness... all the loss... you spend decades ruminating on everything wrong with your endless existence... madness crushing down on you like a wave, suffocating you until your knees want to buckle under the sorrow... alone... endlessly alone..." She seems to have drifted into the past herself, her brow furrowed before she focuses her eyes and smiles.<br><br>"Trust me, honey... you got the best end of the deal." she smiles again. "I understand your choices, Fran... and I wish you all the happiness in existence for your path... and hope it is easier than mine was." She offers a short blessing in Aramaic, smiling slightly. "Remember the feather... should you ever need me." She stands, flexing her now white wings, brushing her white hair back as she spans out, preparing for takeoff.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:08:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran listened to Becky talk, then watched her get up and leave. Of course. Why should she stay? That's all Becky seemed to do; run away from her in one way or another. All she wanted was company. All she got was a talking to and abandoned. Left behind. Again. Fran slouched against the tree and took out her pocket watch. She opened it up and set it down beside herself, then closed her eyes. She'd just listen to it tick away, and hopefully, when it stopped, so would she. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:11:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky hasn't left yet, her wings stretching before she seems to pause. "Oh... one last thing..." She bends down, trying to stroke her cheek gently. "I will always be here for you... and I'll always stay, so long as you ask, honey." she smiles, even though Fran asked her to leave... it was worth an offer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:16:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran opened her eyes and looked up at Becky a moment, then rested her chin on her knees again and closed her eyes. She murmured, "Can't I die alone in peace?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike sat on a cloud, thinking about the past day.&nbsp; So much had happened, it was quite mind boggling.&nbsp; He had met a gorgeous girl, told her who he was, found out she was a vampire, and was now helping her seek revenge.&nbsp; With his head still reeling, he decided a nice quick fly was necessary.&nbsp; He took off from the cloud and spread his majestic wings.&nbsp; Secretly hoping that Cat would see him from his fathers' office, he spiraled that way and started performing aerial maneuvers.&nbsp; Partly to show off, and partly to clear his own mind.&nbsp; After he had calmed down enough, he landed gracefully in front of his fathers' office and knocked on it three times.<br><br><strong>"You guys done yet?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:18:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky smiles. "You have a hundred years until that happens, dearest... I'll let you DIE in peace at least." she smiles slightly. "Hmmm... none of my outfits match my new look, and I have AWFUL dress sense... care to help a girl shop? Dinner and drinks are on me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:22:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran sighs, "I hate shopping. I know how long I have. I'm going to sit here until I die. There's no reason for me to go anywhere or do anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then I'll sit here with you, as long as it takes. No one should be alone for a lifetime... or even a decade. You'd have to chase me away with a demonic weapon, because I'm not going ANYWHERE." she smiles, standing there, haloed by the lighting behind her, wings outstretched, looking pretty dramatic. "Plus if you stay here you have to listen to me sing the blues."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:29:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran murmured, "Have it your way." and remained quiet. Apparently she wasn't bluffing. She certainly did plan on sitting there until her body rotted away. Without embalming fluid it wouldn't take a hundred years. She'd be dead within the year, actually. Becky wouldn't have long to wait before she could get back to having a social life. It didn't seem like much of anything was going to snap the construct out of her depression. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:40:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky sits by her side, trying to put her arm around the girl. "What happened to the gorgeous, bubbly girl I met this morning?" she smiles sadly "I want to tell you something... I haven't felt a connection like this for a long time... like I have with you. Long before even the demon... And I don't care if we sit here in silence for eternity, I'm happy it's with you." She looks up a little. "Besides... the universe will tick along just fine without me... I'm not going to let the loneliness break you... I mean... look at me, in one day I've had so many ups and downs I've looked like I have multiple personalities... I'm not putting you through that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:49:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Franny Stein</strong><br><br>Fran responds with her eyes still closed, "Why the hell would you want to care about me? Didn't you just tell me you hated getting close to mortals because they die so quickly? And besides, you've only known me for half a day. Why should I feel any better? There's no point in me doing anything. Humans hate me and people like you will just outlive me. Anything I can do or accomplish is pointless. I hate that school anyway. There's nothing there for me. So go away and leave me alone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 00:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hated getting close to mortals because it hurts when they die, yes... I'm allowed to be inconsistent... crazy, remember?" She smiles a little. "Francine... Frantastic... listen to me, because I'm very old, very wise and very strange... If you give up on life now... well, I'll give up too. You'll sit here for a hundred years... I'll sit here until Judgement Day... And connection doesn't necessarily take time... I really like you, Fran... and I care because of that. And I'm not leaving until I can pull you out of this funk."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 00:10:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fran sighed heavily and pulled herself up to her feet after grabbing her watch. "Fine. If you won't leave me alone then I'll just go." She started to leave, weaving between the headstones as she made her way through the graveyard. "You still haven't convinced me that my life is worth living, only that I need to find a way to kill myself without you around. Maybe I'll go jump off the bridge."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 00:22:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky takes off, gliding next to her, walking at her side. "I like you... I'm attracted to you... Please... please don't leave me..." She goes down on one knee, using her wings to hop along with her if she keeps walking. "I don't care what happens to me... you're so young... so bright... in five years your experiments could do such amazing things... Francine... I will become your personal guardian angel if I have to... but I am NOT letting someone so wonderful die... I will NOT stand by while this earth loses the ONLY being upon it that I could stand being around for longer than ten minutes... and I will make it my mission for eternity to prove to you that you have something... or someone... to live for."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 00:36:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fran halts, now clearly starting to become agitated with the angels annoying insistence. She scowls and sets her hands on her hips, "Oh bullshit, Becky! You were banging that arrogant demon for a thousand years or whatever! And you think he's going to stop chasing after you? He won't. I know that guy. He ALWAYS gets his way. You're going to come craaaaawling back to him sooner or later, I fucking know it. And if not him, then the ditzy doppleganger girl! You sure as fuck were quick to start sucking face with her, weren't you? How long was that after our 'date'? Ten minutes? Fifteen? So don't put on this 'I care about you' act. You don't. The moment you leave my side you're going to go rushing into someone else's arms." She waves dismissively, "And how am I 'so wonderful'? Do you know what I was going to do with that aphrodisiac?" She leans in close, "I was going to sell it to students for money. I am NOT wonderful. I'm an abomination and a 'mad scientist'. I spit in the eye of God just by being alive!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 00:43:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky stands up, a tinny sound could be heard if Fran still has the feather on her, suddenly Becky's face falls, she seems to age physically by a hundred years in just a few seconds, her wings droop and her eyes swim in water. "As I recall you left me... a recurring theme here, apparently... You get what you want anyway... I won't follow... I won't do anything... I suppose it is I who have nothing left to live for, hmm?* She says something softly in a long dead language. "Do as you wish... I'm not fighting anymore... I can't..." The tinny sound would get louder, turning into a deep hum, the feather vibrating. "I'm not strong enough anymore... just... not..." The hum would abruptly stop, followed by a soft, musical shattering sound. The feather, wherever it is would break and disappear. "Not strong enough..." She turns, flapping her wings twice before taking off in a whoosh of air, wiping tears from her eyes as she glides north, to a large building with an enormous angel statue on the roof, upon this angel's wings would she perch, allowing herself, only here with the birds, to weep openly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 00:53:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fran frowns slightly as she watches Becky fly away, heartbroken. She felt a little guilty about being so harsh, but she couldn't help the anger that had built up inside of her. At least now she was alone. Rebecca had tried her hardest but in the end she ultimately failed to convince the construct she had something worth living for. Fran went on a long walk across town. At the edge of town was a bridge over a deep river. She sat on the edge for a long time, thinking. Thinking about her place in the world. In the end she reached the same conclusion; she had no place here. She was an abomination, unable to relate to anyone or anything. Life created when there should have been none. The events of the day had convinced her that no one in the school could relate to her. Where was her place amongst people that lived and knew one another for a thousand years or more? Becky would be sad now, but in a hundred years she'd forget the construct ever existed. With a heavy organ she laughably called a heart, Fran mounted the edge of the bridge, looked into the water below, and jumped. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 00:59:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus had sat for a long time and even when he felt he was figuring things out, he seemed to lose it again. "Sorry Rachael, I'll be back in a little bit", he said before throwing a bubble around himself and taking off into the air. He flew over the town, enjoying the familiar feeling, he hadn't gone flying for a while now. He'd made a large circle around the whole town until he eventually laid down on the top of a bridge, relaxing and listening, trying to take his mind off of things. At one point he heard footsteps on the, until then, abandoned bridged. He looked over the side and was surprised to see the construct from earlier, he didn't know what she was doing but his eyes widened when she jumped off the side. What surprised him more was how little he cared, he simply sat back and waited to hear the splat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:17:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Having cried herself clean, Becky rises and takes off again, simply flying around the city for a while, whether by pure dumb luck or some kind of divine intervention she glides over Fran's bridge, just realising what she's doing just in time to start to dive, tucking her wings in tight as she falls fast, thinking two things.<br><br><em> am SO not in shape for a dive...</em>&nbsp; and then...&nbsp; <em>Bet my ass looks huge...</em><br><br>She swoops down, executing a barrel roll to catch Francine with an 'Umph' sound, her wings struggling to carry them both up to the street by the bridge.<br><br>"Jesus Christ..." She says softly... a pretty impressive curse for an angel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:27:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Francine growls, "What the hell?! Can't I do anything without you getting in my way? I thought I got rid of you!" When they land, she quickly scrambles out of Becky's grasp and gives the angel a rough shove backwards. "Go away for fuck's sake! I said all those things so I could be alone! What do I have to do to get rid of you so I can die in peace?!" The construct was gritting her teeth, anger in her eyes, electricity sparking from her body in places and crackling in the air. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:30:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Becky smiles sadly. "That's the one thing I can't let you have... I'm sorry." she looks up, easily rolling with the shove, she extends her wings again, the bones creaking a little. "I don't care if you hate me... but I DO care for you... and I'll do my damndest to keep you safe."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:35:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fran glowers at the so-called angel, hated filling her eyes. Any fondness she had for Rebecca is quickly beginning to drain away. "So you're going to just hound me for the rest of my life and watch me suffer? Some angel you are! You're not in charge of my life, Becky! If I want to die then it's up to me, not you! You can't force me to live in this misery just because you have some sick misguided crush on me! Just go away! Leave me alone and let me die!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:45:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rebecca closes her eyes, sighing softly through her nose, opening them slowly, gently reaching out to take her hand, if successful she would place it on her own forehead, closing her eyes and preparing to share herself in the most intimate manner possible, in a single flash Fran would understand everything Rebecca is... <br><br><em>Wandering, endless freedom but endless sorrow... so many connections, but so much pain... the demon... oh the heartbreak... each beat a physical pain... endless years of wandering emptiness... loneliness... bone crushing, mind destroying loneliness... like a cancer, dragging her through the years... thousands of them stretching on, however beautiful the place, always barren, dead and empty... such silence... forever moving, endlessly wasted... a life half lived... lived to a minimum... the pain... Francine's face, smiling in the diner... and again in anguish at the graveyard... the musical shattering sound of the feather and the following pain in her heart... such pain... such tears... the angel statue, crying her life away, the empty, lonely husk she has become... a soul void of anything good, the last happiness snatched away... Francine's face again, as Rebecca sees it... so beautiful... stitching and all... and a single pulsing beat, over and over again... 'Avarael... Avarael... Avarael...' and then nothing, a void... a place of sorrow and endless pain, her own personal purgatory... the purgatory of her heart and mind... 'Who am I?'</em><br><br>And as suddenly as it came, the flash recedes, All of Becky laid bare in that moment... no... not Becky... Avarael... the wanderer... the runner... She who Lives without Life...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:51:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Francine yanks her hand back, still angry even though she's seen the angel's soul. She quickly turns away to hide the tears in her eyes. "Why would you show me that?! To guilt trip me more? To make me feel bad? You're so fucking selfish I can't stand it! You know why you don't want me to die? Now that I've seen all that I know for sure. It's because you're so selfish. You want me to live so you can have me. Right? But what about me? What about how I feel? All this time you keep saying 'no don't do this, I care about you'. Well that's bullshit! You care about YOU! You haven't tried to see things from my angle. You haven't put yourself in my shoes. If you knew how I was feeling you'd let me do this. Besides, if you're so damned sad then why don't you just jump off the bridge with me?" She throws up her arms, laughing at the sky, "What am I supposed to do? Every time I try to do something you guilt trip me into stopping! Why do I let myself keep falling for it? I barely know you!" She growls, "I hate you and I hate myself!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:59:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hate myself too." She says softly. "But not for this... you see... I don't care who you end up with... honestly, so long as you're happy... that's good enough for me... you know that... you've seen it." She looks up, her sense of drama thinking off-topic that it should be raining for this, she looks down, into Fran's eyes. "I suppose this is goodbye then, hmm? In all honesty... well... as you saw, you... today... you made that whole existence worthwhile... the emptiness... all of it." She looks up again, a small smile tugging at her lips. "So thank you... from the bottom of this... wasted, ancient... twisted... broken up facsimile of a heart." She extends her wings for takeoff, she could be stopped, but holds no hope for such a thing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 02:08:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus sat up when he saw the construct be saved and sat back to watch this little show of emotion. There was no doubt that this seemed familiar, he couldn't help like he'd traded rolls with either of them at one point. Though it seemed not to sting as much. He scoffed and took flight, not knowing if they'd seen him. He was feeling darker, not angry, not sad, but more uncaring. He didn't care about them anymore. The only feeling he had being indifference to Avarael. Her name didn't even seem to hold the same weight that it did before.<br><br>He simply flew back to the school and took his seat on the roof, "Just saw someone try to commit suicide", he said shrugging. Simply the day before he would have been able to share the feeling but now it was gone, it only seemed to show weakness. "I think my emotions are dead", he said scratching his chin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 02:09:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Goodbye, Rebecca. If I had been an angel like you, this could've been different." Fran turns and stands up on the edge of the bridge again. She feels the angel's wings kick up a little wind that beats against her back just as she makes that leap a second time. This time she hopes no one will stop her. She spreads her arms out as she falls, as if she's trying to fly. Her eyes close as she nears the water. The construct vanishes under the water and is dashed to literal pieces against the rocks below. All that's left is that pocket watch. It bobs to the surface, gets snagged on a branch and remains in the river, ticking it's last before finally dying. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanthaine</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 02:32:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she flew Becky heard the splash... heard everything, she closed her eyes, powering up as high as she could... she'd have one shot at this before she was yanked back up... like it or not. She glided in circles, seeking the point at which this could work, she glided effortlessly, picking the church itself from on high... since any angel is mortal on hallowed ground, just as a demon is... she took a deep breath, muttered several choice apologies to a lot of dead people and dived, her wings clipped tight to her back as she gathered speed, watching the stained glass windows in the belltower coming closer, figuring at her momentum she'd power through the window and hopefully through the two wooden floors beyond to the stone floor below, nice and liquidated. The windows rushed up fast, for the first time in millennia... she was truly happy. Everything went black as she broke through the floor. By the time the mortals inspected the damage, her body had long disintegrated, leaving behind a large crater... and a single white feather... harder than steel, and as light as it should have been as a feather.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 02:38:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus couldn't help but feel something twinge inside of him. Without a word he flew off into the air and felt like he was being pulled somewhere. He found himself at a church as some humans were inspecting something that had happened inside. He was taking a chance since he could die in a church but he put on his disguise and walked inside, feeling the sting of holyness on him. He looked in the pit that was being circled by humans and could see something in the center. Ignoring the commands of a police officer he jumped into the pit and picked up the feather he'd immediately recognized. "Goodbye, Avarael", he said with a cold tone in his voice. He looked down at the feather before moving it into the brim of his hat. That's two dead in one day, this was certainly going to be an interesting year.<br><br>The people tried to get the feather from him but fought them off and ran through the city. Like the ring he was going to keep this, he didn't know why, but he was.<br><br>He walked back to the school, not knowing why he cared enough to go. He found himself walking along the banks of the river where they'd lost the construct. He looked into the water and could swear he'd seen a chunk of her stuck on a rock but couldn't tell. He saw something shimmer in a bush on the banks and slid down the ledge to check it out. A small pocket watch. He grabbed it and shook it, seeing that it was broken, nothing he couldn't have fixed though. He pocketed it and started walking again, thinking he had some news for Rachael.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 03:02:23</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6651765#msg6651765">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 25-07-2012, 23:16:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike sat on a cloud, thinking about the past day.&nbsp; So much had happened, it was quite mind boggling.&nbsp; He had met a gorgeous girl, told her who he was, found out she was a vampire, and was now helping her seek revenge.&nbsp; With his head still reeling, he decided a nice quick fly was necessary.&nbsp; He took off from the cloud and spread his majestic wings.&nbsp; Secretly hoping that Cat would see him from his fathers' office, he spiraled that way and started performing aerial maneuvers.&nbsp; Partly to show off, and partly to clear his own mind.&nbsp; After he had calmed down enough, he landed gracefully in front of his fathers' office and knocked on it three times.<br><br><strong>"You guys done yet?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana sat there with Mike's father, feeling in awe of him as they spoke of her past, her husband and maker and what they were to do about it. While the file he had on her husband was impressive, the last known place he was seen was in Paris, France in 1984. Who knows where he could be. He told her that he would contact Mike and see her again if any knew developments came about. She thanked him profusely, vowing that if any vampire could get into Heaven, it would be her, and got up just as three knocks sounded on the door. She opened it and saw Mike there, nodding at his question. "We are, though it's unfortunate that my husband could be anywhere now." She turned back to the man who helped her in so many ways and smiled at him brightly, "Thank you again for all of your help. You have been so very kind to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 03:29:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Having everyone run off and leave her all alone was a shock, but not something she couldn't handle.&nbsp; It took some finesse and acrobatics, but she got back down and followed after Becky and Marcus.&nbsp; After all, she'd promised him that she'd stay close until it was over.<br><br>Of course, it doesn't get more over than two people killing themselves.&nbsp; She saw the whole thing, watching in abject horror.&nbsp; She barely got to know Fran, but Fran was a lot of fun so far.&nbsp; She'd only just gotten Becky to see the nicer side of life again, and even got Marcus to help make up with her.&nbsp; Now it was all ruined.<br><br>Less than an hour ago, she'd kissed Becky, getting those two fighting and igniting a storm between them.&nbsp; Now both of them were dead.&nbsp; She had no idea what had happened between them, only that she'd caused it.&nbsp; They were both dead, because of her.&nbsp; All the evidence pointed to that, all the truth she'd ever be able to discover.<br><br>She'd have to live with that for the rest of her life.&nbsp; The only comfort was that her life didn't have to be that long.<br><br>She just started walking, aimlessly drifting through the city.&nbsp; She didn't really know where she was, and she didn't care.&nbsp; School was forgotten.&nbsp; Life was forgotten.&nbsp; Meaning was forgotten.<br><br>How do you make up for something like that?&nbsp; How do you make amends?&nbsp; The obvious answer is that you can't.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 03:42:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus had been walking through the city, not aimlessly since he was trying to get home at this point but, zoned out for the most part. Whenever he walked into a crowd he simply plowed through them, not paying attention to anything. After some time he could see what he thought was Rachael, seeing as how it was the appearance she'd had the whole day. He didn't make a conscious effort to catch up with her, but he found himself by her side none the less. The feather in his hat felt like it weighed him down a tad, something he was just going to have to get used to. He'd hooked the pocket watch onto his pants and let it rest in his pocket, thinking of where he might take it to get it fixed.<br><br>He didn't feel like he could say anything to her, if he had his way she would just blame him for everything and not hold anything over her own head. To his knowledge the school day was over, not that he cared either way. "You going anywhere?", he asked as he looked in front of him. "If not I don't know if I should leave you alone for a little while", he said shrugging.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 03:53:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eventually she heard a voice, vaguely familiar but not someone who could help her get out of her torment.&nbsp; Her legs were so tired from constantly walking, so she plopped down in the middle of the sidewalk, causing a number of angry cries as people had to start walking around her.<br><br>The shouting wasn't anything new.&nbsp; She was still wearing her name tag, even though she didn't have to wear it outside the school.&nbsp; Most likely she'd just forgotten the thing, since her thoughts were clearly elsewhere at the moment.<br><br>She wanted to cry, but she didn't deserve to cry.&nbsp; She didn't deserve the release of the anguish when the tears let all the pain out and she could just be numb.&nbsp; Right now, she wasn't sure how she felt, and she really didn't care.&nbsp; No matter how terrible she felt, it wasn't half as bad as what she should feel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:03:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When she plopped down in the street Marcus simply stood in front of her, keeping people moving and not trying to move her. When the crowd started to thin he sat down in front of her, crossing his legs and sitting quietly. He could see that she was wearing her name tag still and would probably get it off eventually.<br><br>"It's best not to be alone when you feel this way, it's one of the reasons I wanted you to be near me", he said shrugging. Oddly enough he didn't need a cigarette at the moment, he didn't know why but didn't care enough to question it. "I doubt you want to talk about anything, but it would probably just be better if I watch and make sure you don't hurt yourself or someone else", he said as he leaned an arm on his leg.<br><br>Part of him considered just picking her up and carrying her somewhere more private but didn't want to make her any angrier than she already was. "I think you should come to my house, don't worry, I'm not in the mood for anything other than sleep", he said standing . He offered a hand to her, prepared to stay there all night if things came down to it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:08:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She seemed to be listening to him, but it was hard to tell.&nbsp; Something about his words seemed to strike a chord for her, and when she stood up, she fished out a phone.&nbsp; "My mom's listed in there," she said as she gave it to him.&nbsp; "She's not going to understand.&nbsp; Tell her..."&nbsp; She fought her quivering lip, but managed to keep herself intelligible, refusing to let herself cry yet.&nbsp; "Tell her I did something bad, and I have to make up for it."&nbsp; After that, she started to wander away once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:18:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus took her phone and put it in his pocket before walking over to her and grabbing her by the waist. He pulled a bubble around them before letting his wings move out and taking off into the sky. "Where are you going?", he asked as he hovered in the sky. "I can't leave you alone, Rachael. You're not in a good state of mind, I'm not holding you hostage, I'm just coming with you, and flying is faster", he said as he held her against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:21:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She went limp in his arms, not having it in her to fight or argue, and not caring enough to even try.&nbsp; She couldn't make the tears stop, though, and as soon as she lost the ability to handle her emotions, her body shunted back into her natural, pale state.&nbsp; It didn't really matter.&nbsp; Anything that count have mattered, could have been fixed was dead, and it was all her fault.<br><br>Rachel's phone began to ring.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:43:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus held her tightly as he felt her go limp in his arms, even moving her around a bit into a more comfortable position. He sighed when her appearance returned to it's original, grey form. He simply hovered there with her, not thinking of taking her anywhere for the most part. After a few moments he started to fly them toward his house, thinking it would just be best for her to spend the night with him rather than left to her own devices. When the phone rang he answered it.<br><br>"Hello?", he asked as he held the phone to his ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:45:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The voice on the other end was a sweet, polite older woman, who started things out with the gentle, "Rachel, honey..." until she realized that it wasn't Rachel on the line.&nbsp; "Hello?&nbsp; Who is this?" she asked.&nbsp; "Where is Rachel?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:48:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus put on a softer voice as he heard the old lady, "Hello miss, my name is Marcus, me and Rachel became friends earlier today. She can't come to the phone right now but asked me to answer it for her", he said not wanting to alarm the woman. "I'm sure you're curious as to where your daughter is but she's had a fairly dramatic day, a lot of factors fall to that and she just needs a little time to gather herself", he said as he waited for the older woman to respond.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 04:52:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment, the woman was silent, considering the matter and most likely judging whether she could trust the man.&nbsp; "I understand; some people can be so cruel.&nbsp; Would you like to bring her home?&nbsp; We're at the trailer park on Fixon street, down by the lake.&nbsp; I'll have some cookies baking by the time you get here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 05:07:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcus smiled just a bit, the woman seemed so nice. He'd imagined just taking her to his home but started to dispute wether or not he should take her to her family. "With all due respect ma'am, considering what she's been to today I can't blame her for the state she's in, I doubt I could get her home very soon. I promise to have her back ASAP though. Of course you can have my address just in case", he said before listing it off for her. "Don't worry, I'll keep a close eye on her and keep her safe", he had already gotten close to his house despite talking and landed outside the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 05:09:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just the same," she replied, "I'd prefer if you brought her back.&nbsp; There are...problems...when she sleeps.&nbsp; Just how much do you know about her?"&nbsp; The woman had a knack for quickly turning accusatory, obviously protective of her daughter, and perhaps unsure of how much she could trust Marcus, perhaps just concerned about something else.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 05:29:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm aware that she is a doppleganger", he said knowing what the woman had been wondering. "I'm also a member of the supernatural world and Rachael and I have been talking a lot about things today", he said looking down to her and feeling responsible for everything that had happened to her. He opened the door to his house and kicked some of the mess away before going into his living room and setting her on the couch. He had a fairly nice place, you live on the earth for a while you get money one way or another. "If it makes you feel any better I can tell you what I am...", he hesitated for a second, "Do you know much about angels and demons?", he asked first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 06:48:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh..."&nbsp; There's actually some relief in the woman's voice.&nbsp; "Well, if you already know, there's no issue there."&nbsp; She didn't want to get into the issue of further supernaturals.&nbsp; "If you should need me, you have my number.&nbsp; Tell Rachel I love her and hope to speak with her when she's not as busy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:00:07</strong>
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				"Thank you ma'am", he said before hanging up. He set the phone on the table in front of her before going into his kitchen. He grabbed a beer for himself but didn't know if she drank or not so got a second one and a soda, setting them on the table, next to her phone. "How are you holding up?", he asked sitting in the big chair opposite her. He opened his beer and took a sip before setting it in the built-in cup holder on his chair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:01:55</strong>
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				By the time he came back, she was looking at her wrist, deep in thought and very, very quiet.&nbsp; She didn't give any response and didn't try to take any of the drinks, but still seemed to be on the verge of tears that she didn't want to let out.&nbsp; After a bit, she hugged her legs close to her chest once more, keeping her silence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:05:26</strong>
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				"You should just let yourself cry, it's not like I would judge you. Today isn't the kind of day someone can get through without crying or getting angry. I've done both so far", he said leaning forward in his chair and resting an elbow on his&nbsp; knee as he propped his head up. "If you're looking for someone to blame", he said before opening his arms, "I'm right here". "This is my fault, I dragged you into things the second I tried to be your friend and for that I am sincerely sorry", he said shaking his head. "I do still want to be your friend, Rachael", he wasn't incredibly used to talking to someone about these things but was trying his hardest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:08:36</strong>
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				"Stop saying that!"&nbsp; Without warning, she shoved at him, wanting to push him away.&nbsp; "I know what I did.&nbsp; I know I'm to blame, over and over again today."&nbsp; It didn't last; she didn't seem to have the strength or resolve even to be angry.&nbsp; She just went back to half-laying in the chair in silence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:22:34</strong>
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				Marcus sighed, "you didn't do anything that means you should blame yourself. It's not like those two were in an actual relationship. I've known that angel for years, she was crazier than you may have thought", he said shrugging and shaking his head once more. "The only thing you did today was help me, you helped be rid of a terrible pain that was eating at me every moment I existed, without you I would still be feeling that. And for that I thank you", he said sighing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:24:19</strong>
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				"She was alive for centuries.&nbsp; Centuries!"&nbsp; She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at anyone.&nbsp; "What's the difference?&nbsp; Me.&nbsp; I knew her for just a bit of time and made her kill herself, and not just her.&nbsp; I don't deserve to live."&nbsp; She curled up tighter against herself, considering the argument over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kingmaster1</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 07:27:12</strong>
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				"She was a lot like me, wanted to die for the longest time", he said moving his hand up and running his fingers along her feather. "I guarantee you that she is happier now", he said looking up into the sky. He wasn't totally sure where she would have gone but seeing as how she was white when she died, for the most part anyway, she probably went back up to heaven.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 10:30:10</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6652809#msg6652809">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 26-07-2012, 03:02:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Catriana sat there with Mike's father, feeling in awe of him as they spoke of her past, her husband and maker and what they were to do about it. While the file he had on her husband was impressive, the last known place he was seen was in Paris, France in 1984. Who knows where he could be. He told her that he would contact Mike and see her again if any knew developments came about. She thanked him profusely, vowing that if any vampire could get into Heaven, it would be her, and got up just as three knocks sounded on the door. She opened it and saw Mike there, nodding at his question. "We are, though it's unfortunate that my husband could be anywhere now." She turned back to the man who helped her in so many ways and smiled at him brightly, "Thank you again for all of your help. You have been so very kind to me."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>1984????&nbsp; Was he joking?&nbsp; &nbsp;Mike's father was the most well-read person in Heaven and he hadn't kept tabs on this vampire in 30 years?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; No, no, no.&nbsp; <strong>"Dad, if I may.&nbsp; What the fuck?"</strong>&nbsp; Mike's temper started to flair, and he wasn't quite sure why.&nbsp; His father had never really been there for him, so it wasn't the feeling of being let down that hurt him.&nbsp; And he had just met Cat today, so why was he so invested in her?&nbsp; It didn't make sense.&nbsp; He turned around and stormed out of the room and sat down on one of the clouds outside.&nbsp; When Cat came to join him, he turned to her.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm sorry.&nbsp; 30 years is a long time.&nbsp; He could literally be anywhere.&nbsp; I'm going to talk to my father about this.&nbsp; There is a 28 year gap in his tracking, and that is inexcusable."</strong>&nbsp; He stood there, shaking with a very strong feeling, and quite confused as to why.&nbsp; What he really needed to do was clear his head, but, he couldn't exactly do that...unless.... <strong>"Cat, I need to fly.&nbsp; Would you care to come with?&nbsp; You've been around a while, but I can guarantee you I've got some things you haven't seen yet."</strong>&nbsp; With a smirk, he held out his arms so she could step inside them.&nbsp; <strong>"Your choice..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 17:11:26</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6654894#msg6654894">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 26-07-2012, 10:30:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">1984????&nbsp; Was he joking?&nbsp; &nbsp;Mike's father was the most well-read person in Heaven and he hadn't kept tabs on this vampire in 30 years?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; No, no, no.&nbsp; <strong>"Dad, if I may.&nbsp; What the fuck?"</strong>&nbsp; Mike's temper started to flair, and he wasn't quite sure why.&nbsp; His father had never really been there for him, so it wasn't the feeling of being let down that hurt him.&nbsp; And he had just met Cat today, so why was he so invested in her?&nbsp; It didn't make sense.&nbsp; He turned around and stormed out of the room and sat down on one of the clouds outside.&nbsp; When Cat came to join him, he turned to her.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm sorry.&nbsp; 30 years is a long time.&nbsp; He could literally be anywhere.&nbsp; I'm going to talk to my father about this.&nbsp; There is a 28 year gap in his tracking, and that is inexcusable."</strong>&nbsp; He stood there, shaking with a very strong feeling, and quite confused as to why.&nbsp; What he really needed to do was clear his head, but, he couldn't exactly do that...unless.... <strong>"Cat, I need to fly.&nbsp; Would you care to come with?&nbsp; You've been around a while, but I can guarantee you I've got some things you haven't seen yet."</strong>&nbsp; With a smirk, he held out his arms so she could step inside them.&nbsp; <strong>"Your choice..."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Catriana was incredibly surprised by Mike's outburst, and before she could call him back, he turned and stormed out of the room. She made a quick apology to Mike's father, gathered up his folder as he handed it to her, and left the room, finding Mike sitting on a cloud, stewing and angry. He apologized to her, telling her that 28 years was inexcuasble for keeping track of someone. She placed a hand on his arm, his warmth sending tingles up her arm. "Mike, please listen to me. This is nothing new. For you, yes, but for me? I have been doing this for 100 years. Tracking him down is never going to be easy. This was the last place he was seen, but your father has promised me that there are several people on this case just for me. Please , please believe that this is nothing new for me. I am used to this: getting close, having it ripped from me. I have had it since he married me. Let's just, let's just not worry about it anymore, okay?" When he offered to take her flying, she set her folder down on the cloud and moved into his arm, holding him tight as she remembered what had happened the last time. "Let's go!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super natural high school -- IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frank Reshman</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 22:03:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6655729#msg6655729">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 26-07-2012, 17:11:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Catriana was incredibly surprised by Mike's outburst, and before she could call him back, he turned and stormed out of the room. She made a quick apology to Mike's father, gathered up his folder as he handed it to her, and left the room, finding Mike sitting on a cloud, stewing and angry. He apologized to her, telling her that 28 years was inexcuasble for keeping track of someone. She placed a hand on his arm, his warmth sending tingles up her arm. "Mike, please listen to me. This is nothing new. For you, yes, but for me? I have been doing this for 100 years. Tracking him down is never going to be easy. This was the last place he was seen, but your father has promised me that there are several people on this case just for me. Please , please believe that this is nothing new for me. I am used to this: getting close, having it ripped from me. I have had it since he married me. Let's just, let's just not worry about it anymore, okay?" When he offered to take her flying, she set her folder down on the cloud and moved into his arm, holding him tight as she remembered what had happened the last time. "Let's go!"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He grabbed onto Cat, his arms wrapping around her slender waist and holding her tightly against his body.&nbsp; He took off with a sudden jump, but was soon flapping his majestic wings in a slow, melodic tempo that most women found incredibly soothing.&nbsp; He looked down at Cat and simply admired her beauty.&nbsp; It was true, he had wanted to impress Cat somehow since they had become friends, and nothing was more romantic than all of Heaven's splendors.&nbsp; He alighted down onto what appeared to him as lush grass.&nbsp; They were in, what most denizens referred to as, The Happy Place.&nbsp; <strong>"Here's your first taste of Heaven, Cat.&nbsp; Tell me, what do you see?"</strong>&nbsp; The happy place showed the place that made you feel most at ease.&nbsp; For him, it was a lush field with a warm summers breeze.&nbsp; He absentmindedly kept a hold on Cat, not even realizing they were still embracing.&nbsp; She seemed not to mind, as her head was resting on his chest.<br>
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