Draighionn Academy Classrooms
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				Title: <strong>Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JaredSyn</strong> on <strong>27-10-2017, 15:52:43</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>26-11-2017, 21:15:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://celebnhealth247.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/Brock-OHurn-7.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 30th - later morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> Feel the burn!<br><br>Running, katas, working out. Troy normally had a very regular and strenuous workout routine. But all this frustration and pent up emotion over Libby was going to cause him to go up in a shirt size! <em>If that was even possible.</em> His lion strength and power meant that being fit came easy to him but the routine and self discipline necessary to get the body he had, well it had a calming / cathartic affect on him. Today, he was getting out all his aggression and sadness and the tension just wouldn't stop coming. Luckily the punching bags and upright training dummies were made to be durable enough to take a supernatural beating. By the time his hands and feet grew sore the exercise padding he was beating up had his impressions in them. Perhaps they would permanently. He dried the sweat from his face and neck and moved to weights. Standing between two large resistance machines, he set an inhuman amount of counter-weight, grasped the two long pull cords and started to work on his shoulders and back. <br><br><em>Damn fate!</em> Why did the eternal forces that made all were-creatures hunt and search for their true mates decide that just when he was somewhat ready to find her, that she would be the least ready and able to love him? Fate never got things wrong, but it didn't really make things easy or pleasant as a rule either. And this was all in place so that he would meet the woman who he was best to breed with. He'd be lucky if she could spend an hour with him without running away! He tried to hold his resolve to leave her be, to just try and forget. Even though his hybrid form was being elusive at the moment, the full lion inside of him battled and roared to track her down. No! He would give her the space she wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>26-11-2017, 22:04:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/GQ-UK-Photo-Shoot-jessica-alba-269493_1152_1600.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libidinal Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 30th- 11am ish<br><strong>Location</strong>&nbsp; Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> On the prowl<br><br>It was much later in the morning that Libby finally stepped into the gym, after finding Troy's location she had gone to great deal of trouble to look as sexy as hell. She stepped into the room and did a casual sweep of the surroundings. There were a few guys pumping iron and some even had the nerve to check her out. Libby withstood there unwanted attention for mere seconds before striding of, in her hand she carried a bag with a change of clothes and a towel as well as her ankle monitor dry kit. Her hair was brushed and she wore some concealer and waterproof mascara. Her toned body rippled beneath the zebra print bikini as she walked through the the gym headed for the pool.<br><br>Libby enjoyed swimming, she was no pro but she found it relaxing and an easy way to keep her toned without working up to much of a sweat, as the brunette approached the weight area her gazed found him! There he was pumping more iron then humanity possible his rippling back was golden and slightly damp. Clearly Troy had been working out for a while. She watched as he lifted the weights with ease. Wow now that was impressive, Libby shook her head now was not the time to be getting aroused. She needed to ask for his help <em>Again!</em>and she was unsure if he would give it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>26-11-2017, 22:21:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://celebnhealth247.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/Brock-OHurn-7.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 30th - later morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> Starting to calm down. <br><br>Finally, after almost two hours of punching, kicking, pulling, and lifting - he was finally started to feel exhausted and calm. Anyone watching, especially any humans, might be in awe of the weight he could bench but he didn't feel strong. Not today, not at all. He reset the machines and used a provided wipe from a nearby station to wipe things down. Then he grabbed his towel and sat on a nearby bench bar. He put a towel over his face and after, draped it over his neck. Then... Troy made an odd face. Something crinkled. He shifted in his workout shorts and reached into his pocket. It was her card. He hadn't remembered bringing it with him. But he wanted to have it to give her just in case. He had started and stopped sending her an email about a dozen times. No, she was always so torn around him. No matter how many times she got close, she obviously wanted what he had and then to be gone. <br><br>And damn her, he would probably be okay with just handing whatever it was next over. He set his elbows on his knees, staring at the card. It just had a name, phone number, and check in location. Most might ask what she had done to need a parole officer. But between her powers and her temper, he could guess a number of things. She wasn't bad, at all. Not to him. But she had a raging animal inside of her - dying to get out, just like him. Now, how to get the business card back to her?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 19:59:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/GQ-UK-Photo-Shoot-jessica-alba-269493_1152_1600.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libidinal Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 30th- 11am ish<br><strong>Location</strong>&nbsp; Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> <br><br>Libby hesitated, Troy had moved to a bench bar and was leaning forward&nbsp; looking quite forlorn and utterly sexy. She sighed in frustration. There went her plan of attack she could hardly go in guns blazing when he looked like his whole world had come crashing down. The brunette dittered why was she so confused when it came to this man?! What special power did he hold over her? Her delicate foot came up and itched the back of her leg as she gazed with an emotion at Troy. If he looked up now who knew what he would read from here face.<br><br>Libby sighed and though <em>I should put him out of his misery</em> Libby approached cautiously. Ready to flee at a moments notice she reached out and with a tenderness that would likely supprise the both of them ruffled the back of his head. "Tr" her voice came out as a whisper. Libby coughed and tried again. "Troy" the brunettes voice came out much clearer but not with any of its usual biting sarcasm. Instead it was soft and delicate, a complete contrast to Libby herself.<br><br>The fiesty woman had already felt so many rolling emotions with the hybrid, she also knew the man behind the beast to be kind, unless provoked. However Libby liked the rougher side of that nature to. Maybe it was time to let the shifter in. If he still wanted in, dout raced through her, what if he didn't want her anymore? What if she had effectively pushed him away?! Libby squared her shoulders in readiness for Troy to tell her to shove of.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2017, 06:57:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://celebnhealth247.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/Brock-OHurn-7.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 30th - later morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> Oh my! <br><br>It was hard to sneak up on a werelion, or any other shape-shifter really. Usually his heightened senses and survival instinct caused him to be constantly aware of his surroundings. But she seemed to be able to caught him off guard, often. The soft fingers in his hair and the purr of his name caused Troy to sit up and turn. <br><br>His jaw nearly hit the floor. There was Libby and she looked ... devastatingly sexy. A zebra bikini hugged low on her hips and the bikini top was covered by a plain, but amazingly well fitting, white tank top. Her tan and creamy skin was on display from the edges of her shoulders to the tips of her toes. She was there for a swim? Oh, how he could watch her do that for hours. Troy swallowed hard. Healready knew how good she looked, half naked and under him. But that didn't make her any less tantalizing. There was something else that made him catch his breath in his throat - she seemed softer now, a little less guarded. He was glad that her eyes weren't red anymore - like they had been early that morning.<br><br>"Libby..." His voice was calm and there was a twinge of sadness there, but he didn't shun her. He scooted over and patted the bench next to him as an offer to sit. "Going for a swim?" He groaned inwardly. <em>Of course she was, dumbass! What a stupid question.</em> Mentally kicking himself he passed her the card. "I think this is yours, you left it in my room." Memories surged of their time together. <br><br>He wanted to ask her about her ankle bracelet, he wanted to ask her about them - about what she felt for him, about what she might know about werecreatures and mating. But he was also just glad she was there and didn't want to take a step back. "It's good to see you. How is your day going?" <br><br>Awkward lion was awkward. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>28-11-2017, 09:10:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/GQ-UK-Photo-Shoot-jessica-alba-269493_1152_1600.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libidinal Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 30th- 11am ish<br><strong>Location</strong>&nbsp; Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> Embarrassment<br><br>Libby couldn't help herself her eyes roamed his golden chest as Troy spoke <strong> "I think this is yours, you left it in my room." </strong> her eyes darted to where the shifter held out her parole card! Libby practically snatched the card from him, her face went bright red with embarrassment. "Did.....did you look?! It WASN'T my fault!" Immediately on the defensive her arms crossed under her breast, as her head turned slightly away from him not willing to see the disgust that would almost certainly be in Troy's eyes.<br><br>But instead he asked her how her day was going. Libby turned back to stare at Troy in supprise. The brunette noticed that he had scootched over on the bench to make room, for her?! So she joined him gingerly sitting right at the edge of the bench. "My day? It sucks. I can't get my mind of some stupid hybrid....." Libby had always been honest well as honest as possible and she had been known to tell the occasional lie but the words just seemed to fall from her mouth. Totally mortified she looked away.<em>Shit, shit shit! </em> she thought. She hadn't wanted him to know that!<br><br>She jumped to her feet, wanting the ground to swallow her whole "I er... I'm going for a swim" she said lamely. Libby turned to head of. Oh god's what if he followed her?! Water plus sexy man equaled Libby's downfall! She glanced behind her. Yikes...she should have known the lion in him would defiantly give chase!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>29-11-2017, 11:37:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JHONq6oNcsQ/VvmnwKEu22I/AAAAAAAAbIo/4p_JfXje1X0-Dym_o_IidwRtHWN5yg3gQ/s1600/BrockO6668l.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 30th - later morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> Oh my! <br><br><strong> "Did.....did you look?! It WASN'T my fault!"</strong><br><br>Troy cringed. Had he put his paw in his mouth again? Perhaps he should have just slipped it under her door. He really didn't want her on the defensive. And yet, now the lion was more curious than ever what made this gorgeous woman with a beautiful soul he had gotten glimpses into be so guarded. One day he hoped to ask her, but that would have to be after he gained her trust. If ever that was possible. He still wasn't sure if she wanted anything to do with him. But she sat, so he pushed on. <br><br><strong>"My day? It sucks. I can't get my mind of some stupid hybrid....."</strong><br><br>He raised an eyebrow at an answer. And at first, Troy thought she was kidding and flirting playfully with him. That large grin came over his face that he had showed her when things were lighter and friendly. But then there she jumped up - embarrassed and alarmed again. He was almost thinking he would have to get them in a car or on top of a Ferris wheel or something just to get her to <em>stay</em> through a conversation. He put his hands up to make her realize it was okay, but she already gone. <br><br>His shoulders dropped down - dejected again. Troy ran his fingers through his hair, and it made him think about her small and sweet gesture of ruffling his hair. Maybe, just maybe, she was still pulled by him. He had promised himself he would give her space but then, she had come up to him - right?<br><br>He gathered his bag, which happened to have some swim trunks in it, and headed towards the pool men's room. After about five-ten minutes he walked barefoot over to the lane where was doing laps. He crouched down with a hand testing the water. When she surfaced to take a breath and turn, he spoke. <br><br>"You ever need someone to talk to about this stupid hybrid, you let me know." He was half-joking of course but was also trying to let her know things really would be okay if she just talked to him. He slowly stood then added, "And if you need me to make him get the hint and leave you alone... just say the word." Anyone else around might think he was offering to beat someone up. But he was offering to leave her alone for good... if that is what she wanted. It broke something inside him to say it, everything was screaming to never let her out of his sight - but he didn't want to be the reason she was stressed and unhappy.<br><br>With that he dove into the next lane over (with a leap that was almost half the pool length) and started doing an impressive butterfly stroke up and down the pool - his shoulder and back muscles glistening wet each time he breached the surface of the water. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>29-11-2017, 19:46:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/GQ-UK-Photo-Shoot-jessica-alba-269493_1152_1600.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libidinal Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 30th- 11am ish<br><strong>Location</strong>&nbsp; Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> Drowning<br><br>Libby had been doing half laps, she only swam to where the water hit her shoulders when she stood up before executing a perfect turn in the water and swimming back to the edge. She had done several of these laps before Troy appeared Libby stared up at his figure as he crouched above her. His words sent a riot of emotions through her. <strong>"You ever need someone to talk to about this stupid hybrid, you let me know." </strong> oh to be able to talk with him without running with out feeling the need to protect herself. Was it a bad thing to hope for those things? Her stomack dropped when he added. <strong>"And if you need me to make him get the hint and leave you alone... just say the word." </strong> Troy then executed a brilliant dive in the next lane over and as he dissapear beneath the water, that part of Libby that wanted the woman to always be critical of others slipped out and she whispered "word"<br><br>She immidately clapped a hand to her mouth and glanced over at where Troy was now practically already at the other end of the pool, Libby waded forwards until the water reached her toned tummy. Had he heard her? She hadn't ment to say that, supprisingly she didn't want him to go.... Libby slipped forwards in the water until she was as far as she dared to. Her hand itched to reach out to the shifter. As if from there she could reach to where he was.<br><br>Libby stared in fasinated horror at the expanse of water between Troy and her. She swallowed and dived forwards into the deeper water, she hadn't gone far at all when panic started to set in. The thing was Libby couldn't actually swim that well and had a crazy fear of deep water. She started flayaling in the water her head sank below the surface, the brunette scrambled up for air gasping, she glanced around. Where was the lifeguard?! Her head went under again, Libby kicked and kicked and eventually broke surface a second time. A panicked scream ripped from her throat. "TROY!" For a third time Libby went under and the fiesty girl actually thought <em>this is it, this is how I die,<br>Troy....I'm sorry </em> the brunettes eyes began to close as her last bubble of oxygen left her lungs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>03-12-2017, 16:55:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JHONq6oNcsQ/VvmnwKEu22I/AAAAAAAAbIo/4p_JfXje1X0-Dym_o_IidwRtHWN5yg3gQ/s1600/BrockO6668l.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 30th - later morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> Rescue Mode<br><br>"TROY!"<br><br>He felt her words more than he heard them. In the midst of a long drive under the water after he turned at the deep end, every muscle inside his body seized. His heart started to beat erratically and the beast instinct inside him set off every danger and protection warning possible. He burst from the surface with an almost inhuman growl as he quickly swam to her aide. He was under water beside her in seconds, arms cradling her struggling body as he again shot to the surface. He lifted her effortlessly to the ledge and pulled himself up in one swift movement. He leaned down to listen for breath. <em>Damn!</em> Fear gripped the lion like he had never felt. Not even being cast out on this own by his pride had felt like this. He was going to lose her, his world and reason for living! <br><br>His brain struggled to remember the CPR training class that had been required last year. He pressed the palm of his hand against her sternum and started the most gentlest compression he could. After a full two minutes he reached down to pinch her nose and cover her mouth with his. He breathed air into her lungs and then, as he felt her chest try to accommodate the air along with the water already in it, he tilted her on her side so that she could cough up the water. He rubbed at her back and held her hair away from her face as she started to show signs of life - gagging and spitting the water up. <br><br>All he felt was concern... and something deeper. Did he love her? The thought of losing her - never getting to get slapped in the face or having her run from him again? It was too much. He was going to have to tell her what she was to him. Just as soon as he knew she was okay. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>03-12-2017, 20:06:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/GQ-UK-Photo-Shoot-jessica-alba-269493_1152_1600.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Libidinal Gomez<br><strong>Time/Date</strong> October 30th- 11am ish<br><strong>Location</strong>&nbsp; Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>Tagging</strong> Troy<br><strong> Misc Information </strong> <br><br>Although Libby didn't feel the compressions upon her heart her body jolted slightly from the force and as Troy blew air into her mouth LIbby began to regain consciousness. Her eyelids fluttered as Troy continued to give her mouth to mouth, and suddenly it was just to much air but Troy had already rolled her on her side so all that was left for Libby to do was cough and retch up water as the shifter rubbed her back. Libby shivered uncontrollably, before this moment she had not feared death but knew that it for what it was. However in those few seconds she wished she didn't have such a close connection to the afterlife.<br><br>When she had finished spewing up water she sat up drawing her knees into her body she hugged herself for warmth as Troy continued to rub her back. Her head turned as she glanced at the golden haired male kneeling beside her, concern was plastered all over his features and the brunette offered up a timid smile. In her almost final moments she had called for him, on some level she had known he would save her, after everything they had already been through.<br><br>"Tha.." Libby's voice came out rough and strained and she coughed several times "Thank you" she offered, it was the most sincere the brunette had been in a long time. As she gazed into his eyes the woman had to wonder just what he meant to her? And how he would effect her future. Like a rabbit in the headlights her eyes were overly round and her body still trembled, but never the less she scootched across the distance between them until she was practically nestled in his lap. Laying her head by his shoulder she closed her eyes and allowed herself to relax. She knew that she should change, and should properly eat something but in that moment Libby didn't want to leave Troy's side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Draighionn Academy Classrooms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Peripherie</strong> on <strong>03-12-2017, 21:20:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JHONq6oNcsQ/VvmnwKEu22I/AAAAAAAAbIo/4p_JfXje1X0-Dym_o_IidwRtHWN5yg3gQ/s1600/BrockO6668l.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong> Troy McNair<br><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>&nbsp; October 30th - later morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym) <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Libby<br><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong> Oh thank god she is okay!<br><br>It felt like forever to have her coughing and gasping for air. He held his own breathe, watching her slowly start to spit up the water and exchange it for real breathing. He stayed by her side, trying to giver her space while also providing the touch that would say he was there, that should would be okay. He felt the chill on her skin and looked around for her things - she had brought a towel right? He thought he had seen her with a towel. Before he could get up though, Libby scooted in against him, her head resting on his shoulder. His concern melted into care and he wrapped his arms gingerly around her waist. "I've got you kitten. It's going to be okay." He very carefully slipped an arm under her thighs and slowly stood up. He grabbed both of their things and set her down long enough to pull her spare clothes on over her swimsuit. She would still be wet but he wasn't planning on having her staying in the elements too long. <br><br>A stop by the campus clinic got her checked out and they let her borrow a dry change of scrubs. He almost insisted to carry her back to her dorm room but he didn't think her dignity would allow that. But he did walk with his arm around her waist in case she needed him for support. She wasn't weak or frail, not in his eyes. But that was a close call and her nerves seemed very much fried. Who could blame her?<br><br>Once he was sure she was okay, Troy left her with a soft kiss to the top of her head. He promised to come back to check on her in a bit after his next class - and he promised to bring her something yummy and warm to eat as well. <br><br><div align="center"><div align="center">[To the Draighionn Academy Women's Dorms (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277412.0)]</div></div>
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