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Christian Davidson - Infirmary

Chris felt better already, having a few hands full of trail mix inside of his gut. He didn't feel shaky or weak as before. "Now would be the time..." he thought as he went to work unplugging himself from the machines. As soon as he did that, though, a faint alarm rang out, which quickly got the nurse's attention. "What are you doing?" she asked, a hint of alarm in her voice, "You haven't been cleared to leave. You're still not well." Chris turned to her and spoke softly, "Sitting here doing nothing will give me exactly one thing: nothing." Chris then turned his body to where his legs were dangling over the edge of the bed. Slowly he slid his body forward, letting his feet make contact with the floor. Fortunately, his feet stayed where they landed and didn't slide. He righted himself, using the bed for a prop, and was able to stand fully. Success!

He tried to take a step forward, but as he did he almost fell. Apparently, his sense of balance was a little off. Maybe going to the pool area would help him with his walking and balance. "Can't fall far in a pool," he thought, "Plus, if I do, I can just float until I got my footing." So it was decided: the pool it is. Now how to get out there without falling flat on his face? Chris looked around him and noticed an old crutch leaning up against the wall. Without hesitation, he grabbed the crutch and adjusted it for his height. Placing his arm around it for support, Chris slowly walked out of the infirmary.

The morning sunlight and cooler air felt like a welcome change from the stuffiness of inside. He slowly walked towards the pool, noticing that someone was at the track. He squinted and noticed that it was Milly walking. He decided not to disturb her and continued on. He remembered a little about what he said about her and mentally kicked himself for putting her in that position. Why, oh why, did he have to be over-dramatic sometimes?

He finally got to the pool area, which thankfully was open and nicely cleaned. Fortunately he was still wearing his swim trunks! He got to the edge of the pool and cast away his crutch, grabbing the handrail for support. He descended the steps, feeling the cool water gently splashing against his legs. His feet got to the bottom of the pool and stood in water up to his shoulders. He then began to walk slowly from one end of the pool to the other, staying in the shallow end for now.


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Sorae

The flute was amazing. Hypnotizing, even. You bite into a piece of jerky, visualizing things you hadn't been aware of before. And the jerky... gods, it tasted more delicious than it should have. It was only when a strange voice made you snap out of it. It spoke a different language, and as you turned to it's source you were a bit surprised. "G-good morning?" You blurt out. "Uh, sorry." You aren't aware of what language she was speaking, but from the little Japanese you've taken, you can understand the word roast. You bow in greeting, aware that she probably doesn't speak your language language, nod in approval, and then listen to her companion.

"So you want to cook it? Considering you probably got it from the woods..." You inspect it carefully. "I hope this is safer to eat than what I caught before. Don't worry about intruding though; I don't mind more company, although I'm..." You refrain from saying 'not to sure about Lerion.' "Take a seat. I have tea." You get a pot and drop in some basil, along with water, and place it in a corner. "The fire's a bit small for that, though..." You take some firewood and added it to what you already had, than carefully surround it by rocks. Better avoid a forest fire....

Within a few minutes and a lighter, a fire was burning. Plunging two sticks into the ground, you speak again. "Here. Place the... creature, here. And take some tea! It's already hot." You give two ceramic cups to each one. "Teacups from Japan... a country in the human world. My dad got them on his travels."

He was so lost in the wondrous sounds he issued from his flute Lerion was lost in the world he was inadvertently creating, he didn't react to the visitors at first, he was only knocked from the illusion when Sorae began to shift the camp around. He barely held in a gasp when he finally looked at the two newcomers. It's them! What are...oh great, things have been weird enough since I got here, now I'm having some sort of prophetic dreams?...Nah must have been a fluke He helped enlarge the fire pit wordlessly and then sat down a moment before thinking again. He noticed the girl spoke what sounded like some sort of broken, piecemeal language but the guy seemed to speak English well enough. Lerion's ears twitched as he looked at them. They smell sort of like me but different, that girl smells sweeter and that guy...for some reason his scent doesn't trigger a rivalry response in me like the male wolves I met back in the forest. Their disguises are perfect...no fair...I wonder if I can...

Lerion decided he better get some distance while he can, so he stood up and patted the spot he had been sitting moments before. "Yes please, make yourselves at home, especially since you brought food...in fact feel free to take my spot!" He managed to smile sincerely since he WAS happy they brought meat...meat that wasn't purple, poor Sorae, must suck to do all that work and then have your meal go gross on you. After making the invitation he sat on the opposite side of fire from where he had been before and inched another two feet further and looked at the ground a bit. He wasn't sure what to say but he shouldn't just start playing the flute again, it might seem like he was avoiding or ignoring them so he just sat...until a thought struck him.

He looked at the two again, this time directly and spoke to the guy and at first only him. "So what, if I may ask, is your name? I'm Lerion." Then he looked directly at the girl and sent his thoughts directly at her, including the pure feelings and abstract thoughts he had communicated with before he discovered humans, hoping that style of communication would transcend language barriers. So, who are you...I mean what is your name? I've never met another Lycan before...my name is Lerion. Pretty strange to see a beautiful girl and a surprisingly regal man wandering around the forest.

Milly

Lying on the grass proved more boring than Milly had first expected, eyes fixed onto the small wisp of cloud as it crawled across the blue sky. Huffing, she tried to imagine a shape in the cotton wad but when all she came up with was a vague version of ditto, Milly gave up.

Her music offered little relief too as she absentmindedly flicked through her ipod, each track over listened too and with each beat the song simply faded into white noise. When her final effort to fight off boredom failed, making daisy chains had never been her forte, Milly grumpily rolled over onto her stomach, burying her head in her arms.

Mornings sucked. A niggling flicker of joy in acknowledging this fact burned in her mind as she recalled all the mornings she had slept through. Time well spent. Milly grinned as she pulled her head up and rested the tip of her chin on her forearms. It was then that she spied a shape moved slowly into the pool entrance and after not seeing another living soul since she had woken up, she was curious about who else would be up at such a stupid time.

Springing up from her position, she shouldered her bag and set off to the pool just to peak round the corner. Her pace only slowed when her head gave yet another horrid snap of pain. There was still blood oozing from the cut but thankfully the amount of blood seemed to have halved. When she arrived at the pool entrance Milly took care to peer round the door way, not wanting to walk in on anything she really didn't want to see. After all, only strange people were up so early. But as this thought crossed her mind Milly reminded herself that she too was up and therefore equally weird by her own standards.

What she saw however, was nothing mentally scaring but it was surprising. Chris stood in the pool, walking slowing from one side of the pool to the next. His movements seemed slow and awkward but from this distance the colour seemed to have returned to his face, filling out his cheeks and lips.
Raising her eye brows a little, Milly forgot about her awkwardness and moved through the entrance to study Chris with a smile.
"What are you doing out here? Jail break from the nurse's office or something?"

Christian Davidson - Pool

Chris was concentrating solely on his walking and balance, both of which were getting easier to do. He felt more blood rushing through his arms and legs as he walked and got used to that feeling again. He started to walk faster, picking up his knees higher almost like a march. He soon tired of that and resumed normal walking. "No time for any fancy stuff...just gotta get back to normal," he thought as he kept going.

Suddenly, he heard an all-too-familiar voice coming from the pool's entrance, "What are you doing out here? Jail break from the nurse's office or something?"

Chris smiled immediately as he turned to see Milly staring at him with a smile on her face. It was good to hear her voice cutting the sounds of splashing and silence. It was then he stopped and stood In the pool. "What if I did? You gonna arrest me?" he said to her sarcastically. He chuckled for a moment for continuing, "I have to get used to being on my feet again, so I came here. Not only does it help strengthen my muscles by providing resistance, but its a whole lot softer to fall here than anywhere else...just in case." He continued to the opposite edge of the pool and stopped. He crossed his arms on the concrete ledge and placed his chin down for a moment to rest.

It was then that he saw Milly's gash on her forehead. "How's your head? Is it still giving you problems?" he asked, glad to have another topic to talk about. His mind still thought back to what he said before blacking out, but hoped that she was still at least thinking about it.


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Takumi Makkusu - The Dream That Haunts Me

Everything around me is dark. I see no light anywhere around me, & yet I can see myself clearly. In front of me, their were many Solo's with that expressionless look on each of them. They all suddenly burned in black fire & vanish, save one in facing me. He comes charging at me, & I somehow block & counter him. He vanishes in the darkness too, & everything was quiet. Then, which scares me, I hear something stabbed, & I can feel blood splatter on me.

"Ahh!!" I spring up on my bed exhausted. It was just a dream. Thank goodness. I check if my heart is still where it should be with my...well, I only have one free hand. That dream... I...I don't... I look at Nammi is is sleeping beside my face. I just smile, but I also blush. Regardless, I grip her hand since she was holding my hand.

What was that dream? I don't like it. I only remember Solo in the dream, & something...something... "I just don't remember much..." I spoke my mind a little. "What..." This is troubling me, troubling me so much that I'm not bashful around Nami right now. Is it best I let her sleep? My worriness gets the better of me. Next time I'll leave it be. "Nami? Wake up." I nudge her a bit, trying to wake her. I already notice she's in her real form. I suppose I've gotten used to it. She must've joined in the graveyard battle too. She is a Yokai after all. Maybe she knows what happened after I blacked out, 'cause I don't remember squat.

Milly - Pool
"I would have made a run for it too. So I won't tell, your secret is safe with me." Milly grinned and shrugged, moving over to one of the side benches and sitting down. When Chris mentioned her head, she instinctively reached up and touched the wound before smiling shyly.

"Only a little, but it's nothing to worry about. I didn't want to bug the nurse so early in the morning is all." She finished with a shrug as she inspected her fingers for blood and when satisfied she refocused on Chris as he rested at the edge of the pool.

"What happened yesterday?" Milly began, "I mean with the mermaid. One point you and Volt were in the pool and the next you were both gone. I tried to follow but kinda slipped and knocked myself out." Milly laughed at this, eyeing the offending tiles where she had fallen with a resentful glance and trying to ignore how pathetic that sentence had sounded. Both Chris and Volt had fought like heroes, gaining injuries and everything and here was Milly with a bump on the head from a slipping on a wet tile.

"You sure you ok by the way? I figured we wouldn't be seeing you out and about for at least a couple of days. You were in a pretty bad state." When she said this, she tried to keep her voice light, the clear image of Chris' pale face reappeared in her memories. It was a sight she hoped she wouldn't have to see again. "Kinda like you had just lost a bad cat fight or something. The offer on the ball of string is still open by the way." Milly added this with a smirk as she shifted in her seat. "Catnip too, though I think that's harder to come by."

"Hmm." Lerion thought to himself for a moment. "Well it's nice to meet both of you...I must say you do have a bit of a regal grace to you, but if you hadn't told me I'd have just attributed it to being a Lycan, it seems we all have at least a wolf's grace. You know...I'm kind of surprised you're not telling us Luna is also of royal blood with her looks and that hair...although I suppose beauty does not imply royalty and vice-versa." He said this matter-of-factly with no hint of flirtation or pandering. "So there's an entire kingdom of Lycans eh?" His expression was thoughtful a few moments. Out of nowhere Lerion chuckled a bit and the grimness was finally banished from his face by a relaxed smile. "Well I'm sure you'll fit in just fine here, I only showed up a few hours before everyone settled in for the night yesterday, but if yesterday was any indication there's no way NOT to fit in here."

Finally unstiffened from seeing people he had dreamed of, music began flowing through Lerion's mind again and he could not resist the urge to pick up the flute and make it reality. Only a few short seconds after the put the instrument to his lips it created a tune that seemed to flit from one note to the next whimsically, it brought to one's mind fields of flowers, things like skipping an running through fields. Perfectly on queue as if the instrument had limited command over the elements, a gentle breeze made it's way over to them and danced across their hair and on their noses bringing with it the scent of flowers. Somehow the music's influence was exciting, stimulating, yet soothing and relaxing at the same time.

After a short 2 minutes of playing Lerion stopped and leaned back on the forest floor and let out a contented sigh at the feeling of all his muscles loosening. He merely thought the feelings of his music were his satisfaction at playing and feeling it, he had no inkling that the flute could share those very same feelings with others, he thought the sights and smells the flute brought on were only in his own mind.

"Ah...it may be my only possession but this flute...I almost feel I need nothing else...I can't wait for that meat to cook, it will be so satisfying after playing."

Christian Davidson - Pool

Chris thought back to the fight, though some details were blurry. "Her name was Divine, I think. She was asking to see the teacher dressed in weird-looking clothes. Someone made the mention that her clothes made her into a member of Fairytale. Divine tried to scare me off with water, but I fought back. It was then that Lerion said to her that he didn't want to see her. That's when she went berserk."

As he continued, Chris kinda looked down to the ground, "She was lucky enough to hide behind a dang shield as she fought. I couldn't lay a finger on her. And you saw what she did to me as a result..." He could feel anger rising up in him, not about the fight but at his performance in the fight. "If it wasn't for that, the fight would've been more fair...and I would've lasted much longer than I did."

Chris shook his head, trying to get his thoughts back on track. "Anyways, it turns out that the mermaid and the teacher are in a relationship. All of a sudden, he appears and she calms down. It turns out that she wasn't a TRUE member of Fairytale...she was spying on them from the inside! So the fight was all for nothing. I got hurt and lost a lot of blood for nothing..." Chris shook his head again and ducked down under the water for a minute to cool off before coming back up.

"Anyways, if I take it easy for the next day or two, I should be ok."


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Takumi Makkusu - She Can Still Be Scary

Maybe it was just a stupid dream. Stupid, stupid dream, yet Solo is truly dead. I don't know how he died, but... I can hear Nami waking up. "Morning sleepyhead," I greet Nami with a smile. She gets concerned about my self-being, checking my forehead. Perhaps I am a little warm, from sleeping in bed all night I guess. Maybe it was that dream that has me stressed.

Nami thought I had a nightmare. She was right. Now she wants to know what kind of dream I had. She must be crazy! "Hee..." I chuckle. Guess I can't get past anything through her. "Well, I had a dream where I was fighting Solo. Everything went black, & I felt blood. That's all I remember, it went by so fast." I barely remember the nightmare. Was it a nightmare? I don't know...

"So what happened at the graveyard after I blacked out?" I ask all worried. "How did Solo die?" It's all so confusing. Not even Nami's stare is making me bashful about her, sort of. My main concern is the graveyard. Hopefully Nami will tell me the whole story.

Sorae

Hmmm... By the sounds of it, these people weren't from the Youkai world, as he had thought. The system seemed different from the one described to him; nevertheless, he stayed silent as Lerion began to go on about Luna. He was actually a bit shocked at this one; although Lerion had his phobia, or so he was sure he did, he seemed to be much more relaxed conversing with them than he normally would. Maybe the flute had to do with it... this was quite interesting. And then moving to these people that had just arrived, one seemed to be able to speak English. Only one. The other one, as he had already realized, spoke a different language entirely.

Dumbly, after Lerion said something about anyone being able to fit in, Sorae mumbled his thoughts out loud, as if narrating to other people. "You can stay at my place if you want. The room's labeled Sorae Kakori Jenai, which is my name, and I don't share it with anyone so far..." Noticing what he said afterward, he retained his expression and didn't regret the offer.

Lerion then began to play again, and the melody made Sorae a bit more lively; beginning to imagine things again, letting his mind trail away. Jeez... that flute is nearly hypnotic... Sorae snapped out of it once it was finished. "Ah...it may be my only possession but this flute...I almost feel I need nothing else...I can't wait for that meat to cook, it will be so satisfying after playing."

"Speaking of which, it's finished." You chime in happily, beginning to split the creature into portions for each person. "Seems edible, and delicious." You serve each one their respective food, grin and say "Dig in," then happily eat yours. While you eat, you decide to speak to Yami. "Where exactly are you from? This is the Youkai realm, and I used to live in the Human realm. You said you're not from around here, so maybe that means another realm? I'm not even sure if there are others. Just curious."

Allister Curtis

Allister grinned across the table at Cheryll, he couldn't help but be thrilled that she liked his gift (and as an added bonus it really did go well with the bracelets around her arm). As the two continued to sit and eat breakfast together she showed him the book she had with her stating she had never read much fiction and wanting to know if he thought she'd like it.
"Actually I have read that one, I quite like the classics. I think you'll quite enjoy it. It has an amazing storyline and some fantastic characters... although as a warning it is also, well quite frankly it is trippy as hell." Allister laughed, he couldn't remember the last time he had felt this comfortable with someone and he had momentarily been able to put all the craziness with Gavin and with fairytale out of his mind.

After a while though it became apparent that it was time to head to class.
Still going to classes despite all this... he better have something important to say.
Allister got up and said to Cheryll
"Well, happy birthday again. I'll see you in class" before he departed the cafeteria and headed through the school to class 3C.

Allister said nothing upon his arrival at the class, he did however take note of two unfamiliar faces a boy with black hair who looked be a similar age to Allister himself and had a distinctly "magey" air about him and a young woman who stood at his teachers side.
A new student... and an assistant or something? Okay then... Curious to see what was going on Allister sat in his usual place in the back corner of the room to watch how things played out.

Lerion pondered Yami's words. "I'm not really sure what you'd call me, my parents forsook society in favor of living as regular wolves, albeit extremely large wolves. I didn't know I was anything other than a wolf for quite a while, I guess there was a reason I didn't fit in with the rest of my pack. We weren't really roamer's or part of a kingdom, we just had a forest nothing like anything else I've ever seen for territory. I have no idea where it is either, only one human ever went there, I feel it must have been unknown to humanity on the whole...or something not quite the same as the rest of the human world, if it's a part of it at all."

He couldn't help being a bit happy to meet other Lycans, they were quite different from him yet had more in common than really anyone else he had met. "I must admit I too am more comfortable sleeping out here...being back in a forest makes me feel more at peace...more in control...Wait a minute..." He looked down at the ground and furrowed his brow than turned to Sorae. "Sorae...when does class usually start? The sun's getting higher and I don't want to be late my first day."