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   there was a stained glassed variation of the truth

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unlocked pokemon
crxaelita.
âŁÂ  Falling back so that she can follow him instead, Aelita trailed behind the male while she made sure they donât accidentally walk into traffic. He seemed pretty engaged with his phone, at least, with one of them on the lookout, there would be a less chance of an accident. Safety always comes first. The hufflepuff couldnât help but stumble back a little when the boyâs phone was enthusiastically thrust in her face. Her eyes crossed with difficulty so she gently pushed his wrist back so she can take a proper look at it. âAn Articuno? I want that so badly but raiding one is so hardâŚâ A pout formed on her lips. She directed her gaze to his and smiled softly reply, âIâm a part of instinct. You?âÂ
he nods his head sagely, like he was given life altering information. to him, it may as well have been. âacceptable team. iâm in valor. and as i can see,â he moves his phone away from the girls face and zooms out on the poke map as far as the game would allow, âweâre dominating gyms regardless of where we are.â it wouldnât be team valor if not for the endless quarrels, dane muses. he throws poke balls at random pokemon that they encounter as they walk, making sure to occasionally glance up just so he doesnât trip (itâs happened before, and itâs not something he would call fun). âthere... is a raid nearby. lets... lets go.â
dungeons and dragons
@crvince @crmalcolm @crmason (oh my god they were roommates)
being heralded out of his room the moment he opened his eyes was really... not something he appreciated. as interesting as the entire thing sounded, this was supposed to be a vacation. but he figures he would be doing nothing productive if given the option to not attend, so he keeps his mouth relatively shut while he and his roommates trek to unknown territory (everything on this island is pretty much unknown territory for them).
dane should be rewarded really, for not tuning out to that entire speech given to them about how dragons nesting habits... he thinks, saying that his hands itched to pull out his phone and check his notifications. he gives the dragons the real props though, because dragons are interesting. people are not. and when theyâre given the go ahead, his feet automatically move him to find and circle around a nest that looks interesting enough. âdo you guys think that... if we touched the eggs the dragonâs will send us blasting like team rocket,â he directs to his roommates over his shoulder, âbecause the guys were really vague about that part.â
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crxaelita.
âŁÂ  Aelita looked up from her screen as the words: Oh no! The wild Golduck fled! Her eye twitched for a second before she looked up at whoever was calling her. Her mood perked from her prior pitiful state at losing such a good pokemon but she nods her head enthusiastically nonetheless, âSure thing!â The summer vacation that just began to settle in puts the hufflepuff in a more outgoing personality and sheâs excited to go on her journey to become a pokemon master⌠or something of the sort. She just recently got into this mobile game so all she really knows to do is catch and spin at pokestops. She stumbled a little when he rushes her to quicken her pace, âAre we in that much of a hurry?â
âyes, we are!â dane chimes right back and starts into a small starting pace that would allow him to first scout how many pokestops are currently in the area. itâs quite a number, he observes, and boy is he excited for his grand adventure. âwe have the entire island to scour! weâre stuck in the city for now, but thatâs still a ton of area to cover.â he pads over the map in the pokemon go app and allows the map to zoom out as far as it can, promptly shoving it in the girls face. âlook. we have all of that and more to cover. we canât do that by just standing around, can we? oh! oh! i bet we can get that new legendary that just came out. was it articuno...â he trails off and casts his new found pokemon trainer partner a glance, âhey, what pokemon team are you on?â
to find a blanket fort
@craugust
âhey, uh, professor?â daneâs voice is softer than usual, and he makes a point to rub at his arms in hopes of maintaining some level of heat. it really wouldnât have been this big of a deal, but this is solidifying his theory pretty quickly. âyâknow how the seasons are flipping south of the equator?â he cocks his head to the side and lets a frown grow on his face. and his voice? his voice picks up. âwhy didnât any of the professors warn the students that it was going to be winter on this island? like? i donât know? maybe tell the students 'hey everyone, new zealand is going to be cold so remember to pack your winter outfits!â.âÂ
he knows ranting to a teacher is going to change nothing, but itâs always nice to blow off steam at someone. and really, he does feel slightly better. key word: slightly. he points to the professor almost accusingly, menacingly if he will. âhelp me locate extra blankets for my room and roommates. itâs the least you can do.â

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@crxaelita
âhey kid,â dane calls out, because really, whoâs stopping him now that even the headmaster is trying to find a break away from him. âyâknow how they region locked the pokemon in pokemon go? well, guess what!â he whips out his phone from his sweater pocket and speaks again before they can get out a response, regardless if they were going to say something or not, ânew zealand has a whole ânother range of pokemon to catch! iâm trying to form a squadron of people to come pokemon hunting with me, but... youâll do for now. letâs go!â he nudges the younger student forward with his arm like a mother hen would do to herd her baby chicks. âlets go, letâs go.â
kiwiâs land betrayal
@crcwan
âi donât mean to sound unappreciative for this free trip,â heâs clearly unappreciative, âbut why, pray tell, the fuck does it feel like WINTER?â he pulls the sleeves of his sweater as far down as he can to cover both of his hands the moment he steps foot out of the hogwarts magical transportation vehicle, but he still feels betrayed. âitâs summer. and summer means going to the beach!â
dane turns his head to his dear friend, the only person who understands, or at least knows what heâs getting at in these trying times. âhow am i supposed to have my beach episode?â
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chip n dip
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dane takes up as much space as he can in the great hall with most students preparing to leave the castle for the summer. his legs are stretched out beneath the gryffindorâs bench while he bangs on the bottom of a cheese dip jar to pour into a smallish bowl already containing salsa sauce. call him disgusting, but he doesnât care. mixing cheese with salsa is a luxury and heâs not going to let anyone take it away from him.
laying half across the table, he maneuvers his hands over to his chip bags and pops one open. fingers gingerly takes a single tostito chip and stirs his sauces together before popping said chip into his mouth. its almost like a dream come true. his chip and dip resting to one side of him while his laptop is placed in front of him blasting anime with amazing connection to the wiz-fi. and no one is bothering him.

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snaking
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he knows that he may have... made a slightly bigger than normal fuck up, but it really wasnât his fault. at least he tells himself that. he tried to prevent it from happening, but the ancient professor hardly took heed to his warning as he was speeding down the hallways on a cart he amped up with a spell he canât even recall. so yeah the guy may have to spend a week or two in the infirmary, but he really tried to prevent it. that... didnât mean he was about to own up to his mistake. right after he leaped off the cart to allow it to crash into the professor, he sprinted the fuck off.
but, as fate would have it, someone saw him. and they ratted him out. he wonders how theyâre not in slytherin because what a snake. so now he sits here idly, eyes roaming to the snitch of a student after a nearly half an hour lecture. âdid you really... have to say that it was me. couldnât even have said that you didnât seen anything, or that you only saw the cart crashing into the professor. no, you had to rat me out.â
backpack dance
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in a grand hall, students gather in clusters and huddle close to one another as they watch one of the staff members give a long dreary monologue. this is normal, dane thinks, because none of the staff can get their shit together. thereâs always some abnormality happening in this hell school of witchcraft and wizardry, and honestly? heâs accustomed to it. tired even. danger has become a norm in this school apparently, haunting the castle throughout the decades like a curse.Â
scarcely anyone pays attention to whats spoken, at least, no one towards the walls of the hall is paying attention, but they have to be there. announcements are sometimes mandatory, especially when a bigger force is at play, which ultimately means that no, he canât leave the hall until the staff member stops talking. and that time doesnât appear to be within the minutes. so he does the next best thing there is to do while waiting out boring speeches, nudge other students and try to get them to form an in sync squadron, of course, to be set by example. he waves his arms sideways, perfectly straight and swinging from left to right while his hips sway with the movement. itâs a little something he picked up called the backpack dance, and heâs in love with it.
in union
ă Oh beloved Fairy Queen, you are already in the lionâs den. Why not dye it crimson, leave a legacy in your wake? ă
A hum reverberates from the shell of a broken throat, fingers pressing one by one ascending a melodic scale upon the exposed flesh where mother had left her kiss earlier. Not on her. On her beloved, was he what mother would call a treasure? A black pearl kidnapped in the shadows of night. Ah, it doesnât matter. Nothing would matter anymore except to please mother. And mother was so happy. Oh, she seemed to have rejoiced so much, nipping at listening ears, murmuring words of encouragement in that soft velvety voice which only blankets comfort.
Mother is so proud of you. A child who swallows stars for a living preens, eyes scintillating with the dying flames of her rapture. Lost nebula coat the smile on cherubic lips, there is an almost childish joviality that causes heels to dance devilishly through the corridors where the Gryffindor students wandered. Mother loves you so much. Too much.
ă Dear sweet child, donât be greedy. Motherâs love is for all, you must share it let them know! Let them rejoice in the touches of ambrosia, gold seeping into the cracks of a waiting spine. ă
â oh? â The strings in the symphony of her min reaches a new cacophonous frenzy at the sight of someone familiar. A lark quickly turns into the serpent of Eden, slithering words into exposed ears. Mother loves everyone. Show him. Show him how much mother loves him too.
â hi dane, â Perhaps, just perhaps there is too much stardust caught in the voice to ebony. He wouldnât know that though. She is used to painting the fake light on an accustomed canvas of black. â what good timing, i was just looking for you. â
ă Nia, oh little Nia do you even know what you are feeling? A pitiful girl. ă
She takes a step closer to the Gryffindor. Little by little, playing innocent, facial features reflect a girl at war with worry. However, not too close, for that would mean blaring an alarm that thereâs thunder crackling between the two of them.Â
â i was worried after the announcement so i wanted to check up on everyone. you look fine at least. â In fine condition just for mother. A tittering sigh briefly escapes, shoulders slumping for a mere second before rising even higher than before. There is no fairy, but a demon entrapped in a ravenous smile. Carnage is her name, for without it how would she show how much mother loves everyone?
Mother needs to be here. Mother is here for you. Mother will also be here for Dane because mother dearest has endless love for everyone. She knows best.
â mother would be pleased to hear you know that youâre doing so well! âTitania chirps at last, finally closing the distance between the two of them. With great ease, a dagger appears in the arm she has raised for a simple second. The percussion of her mind roar as she lays a fateful mark on the soft organs of his right side. Pulling back, she smiles at her creation. â mother loves you. so much, youâre so lucky. â
a flash flickers from his owlphone, signaling a received message. with ease does he turn the device over in his hand, unlocking it and swiping down to see what had been sent to him. his brow quirks at seeing it was none other than the headmaster sending an announcement, and normally he would pay no mind to it and wait for someone to fill him in, but to receive something so late from any of the staff members is unusual. after all, they never fail to chew him out when he sends in an email during the ungodly hours surrounding midnight.
so he does what any good mannered student would do: opens the notification to view the full announcement. he hums as he reads, scrolling through the device without haste. when he reaches midway, slowly reading over the part that mentions a cursed dagger, he frowns. it seems like something ripped straight out of an anime, and if that doesnât put him on edge, he doesnât know what will. anime is meant to remain as anime, not channel the horror of it all into real life. to a degree, the announcement confuses him, but he reads on till the end.Â
itâs concerning, really. the entire message contained an ominous vibe and questions as to what the students were supposed to be cooperating with exactly. but his unrest dies easy. exams are postponed, which means his cramming sessions are also postponed until further notice. he could perhaps do something meanwhile, perhaps waste time until the headmaster and whoever else finishes their business. wasting time sounds good.
he pockets his phone and turns to head to the gryffindorâs common rooms. itâs quite a walk from where he is, but he doesnât mind. he rounds a corner and stops, confusion washing over him when his name is called out. he squints for a brief second, head turned towards the voice, and he quickly eases again when he sees in clear view who calls to him. he knows her, and heâs quick to let a smile grace his face as he brings a hand up for a lazy wave. âyeah, the announcement was kinda⌠concerning? anyone could sneak up on you and you wouldnât know. itâs spooky.â
everyoneâs a suspect, he muses, trust no one, not even yourself. he opens his mouth to say his farewells, but she speaks before he can and closes in on him. he jostles as a sharp pain shoots through him, followed by a sharp intake of breath. he chances a glance down and groans at what he sees. a knife impales his stomach, and he thinks he should have seen this coming.
and as quickly as he felt the pain, it disperses, leaving nothing in itâs wake other than hands hovering nearby him and a slit through his clothes. eyes trail back up to to his friend, and he gives her a sweet smile.
âdonât sell yourself short,â he jokes, âmother is proud of you.â
itâs a cup of tea
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large steaming mug in hand, he shuffles over towards the table, paying mind to the sloshing of the tea with every step he takes. he prays to the high heavens that he doesnât spill another scorching drink on him, because contrary to popular belief, he dislikes being sent to the nurses office. he would never intentionally hurt himself just to crack a few jokes here and there, which is why he eyes the large cup in his hand all the way from where he bought it to the closest table he came by.
"mission complete,â he chimes in a singsong voice, sliding down into the chair without a care as to if heâs occupying someone elseâs table or not. the seat was open for the taking, so he took it. itâs pretty solid logic to him, and he hums in content as he moves his mug closer while he leans down to gently blow on his drink. itâs only when he finally tips his mug for a sip does he grimace. he asked for honey. thereâs no honey. and he really doesnât feel like leaving his mug unattended to get any... which is why he thinks its fate that he sat across from someone. âhey,â he says sheepishly from his still hunched over position across the table, âdo you mind asking them,â he gestures with his thumb towards the counter, âif they can lend us their honey. like... the entire bottle.â
in the name of the moon
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âi swear to you that someone only took a bite of all the moon pies and just left it sitting there on the kitchens counters.â he tugs at the younger student and drags her to follow him to the kitchen. students are not allowed in, but when has he ever cared? never. besides his own room, the kitchen is like a home to him and he knows it like the back of his hand. which is why the oddity of the food catches his attention when he first walked in for a quick unpaid for snack. âi know it wasnât done on purpose because all the bites look different. itâs weird. and theyâre all just kinda... sitting there. they usually serve food to the students a few minutes after its all done and prepared--- i would hope--- and these are obviously done! just not... they have bite marks in them.â
he pushes the kitchen doors open without care and pulls the girl in right after him. he could have come alone but two heads are better than one, and really, anyoneâs better at thinking than him--- when he doesnât want to think of course. âlook!â he gestures to the moon pies, all neatly aligned in rows, each one having a slightly different size of a bite chunk taken out of them. âweird, right?â

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t is for
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dane saunters into the classroom (when does he never) and releases a pile of books from his grip, letting them fall onto the desk he chose for these few joyous hours. âhey professor nam, to what do i owe this afternoon to?â he asks with a smug grin, allowing himself the luxury of plopping down in the seat and kicking his leg up on the adjoining desk. he already knows the answer, but if a teacher is going to trap him to the confines of a room for a few hours, hours that could have been spent doing dumbledore knows what, then heâs going to return the favor of having said teacher suffer with him. itâs only fair.
âif you wanted to spend time with me, all you had to do was ask. giving detention to a student is never the answer. tsk tsk tsk.â he rummages through his bag and carefully extracts his laptop. itâs the holy item of his life, and he gently places it on his lap. âdonât mind me, iâll just be doing work,â he says, plugging in his headphones and opening up the files of anime he has stored in the computer.
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