#bdrpgoliath

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In the wake of all that has happened Isabel has been..... quiet. 

She hadn’t seen much, hadn’t done much, just... remained in her room in silence. Maybe it was shell shock, it seemed fitting if she had to self-diagnose herself, because of how this had all happened. It was personal. It was a friend, a very close friend of Isa’s who went and outed them all!

Now she didn’t know what was going to happen! Has Shuriki seen the tweet already? Was she already on her way, or her goons? Were they going to have to leave Swynlake and run all over again? 

She had finally started to feel like home here. Isa was suppose to be thinking about homework, her friends, Peach’s problems with her boyfriend, prom that was suppose to be around the corner..... 

Now she didn’t even know if she’d be alive tomorrow.... and the guilt of it having been Wilbur who did this all sat like a vice grip on her chest! She felt like all of this had been her fault. And so Isabel had remained in her room for days now. She hardly left the four walls. 

Hadn’t even gone to school..... (that was horrible), had her phone shut off, hadn’t spoken much to anyone and just... stood quiet alone on her bed all curled up. That was when there was a knock on her bedroom door, the brunette still in silence until the door creaked open and there walked in Goliath. 

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People were staring. Which was rude of them. Had they never seen a man walking through the halls without shoes before? Wasn’t this supposed to be a magical safe haven? They should know some Magicks preferred not to wear shoes as it disconnected them from the world around them. It put him more on edge than he already was, walking through the narrow, stone hallways.

“Excuse me,” he said in his thick accent, grabbing a boy by the arm who gave him an easy grin. Akela did not care for his smiles, but he could smell the magic on him, and that was why he had chosen him.

“Can you tell me where Professor Calaban is?” 

He had heard from the Prince that the mighty gargoyle had been struck by one of those magic stealing arrows, which caused him great concern. The gargoyle was ancient and wise, equally as powerful as Akela, if not moreso. If this hunter was so skilled as to take him down, they could overpower a werewolf easily. (Though, not the entire pack, which Akela had thought of, thank you.)

“Oh, yeah, uhh--I think if you just--go up that staircase over there, he’s on the third floor? I’ve never had his class but my friend does! That should be right.”

“Thank you.”

“No prob!” the boy said and wiggled passed him down the hallway.

Akela found the door not long after that. It had his name on the outside of it, and he was inside, Akela could hear him shifting about. He raised his knuckles and rapt on the half-open door, and then pushed it open to reveal himself.

The flight from the States to England had been a very long one. Bianca had spent it assuring her new partner that absolutely everything was fine, and reading the very thick file she was given on Swynlake. The file contained the town history, some notable residents, and a copy of the recent census. It also contained notes on what the Society thought was going on in the sleepy little town - these parts she read with a particular interest.

When they landed, and she could once again use her phone, she made a few calls and set up a few meetings. One of these meetings was with a recent addition to the faculty at Pride University. She did this partly because she thought if he was knew, he might not be part of any plots to cover anything up, but also because he had written some interesting papers on Magickal Rights in his time.

She dressed professionally, as always, and carried with her a satchel, one that had been at her side for years now as she travelled the globe. She was directed to Professor Calaban's office, knocking twice before she entered.

"Professor Calaban," She smiled, stepping into the room. "I'm Miss Gabor. We have an appointment, I believe.

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Christmas had finally appeared, which had Isabel excited because it was her favorite holiday! Granted, the past couple of Christmas’s had been rough, practically non-existent considering Elena and her had been on the run from a crazy psychopathic sorceress.... so yeah the youngest Flores was excited for this Christmas!

Especially considering recent events that had severely triggered her PTSD. One that Isa hadn’t even been aware she had that badly.

It felt like she had been walking on egg shells around her sister since then because Elena was keeping an eye on her more so then what she already did, and she could understand.... but still...

She was okay.... for the most part. 

It didn’t matter now though because she had gotten beautiful gifts from Goliath! One in which she was currently wearing as she happily knocked on his door. She wanted to spend the day with her Tio and thank him ten times over for all that he got her!

And so when Goliath had opened the door Isa immediately ran up to him jumping right into his arms!

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School was over for the day and Isabel had some homework on her that she needed to get done. Normally, she went straight home and attacked her work. She liked homework, it was fun for her! Plus, if she got it out the way, then her day was basically free. It was a very good strategic plan. 

However, today she wasn’t in the mood to go home just yet. 

Isabel wanted to make a bit of a stop before she headed home, for which she made sure to text everyone so that they were all aware of where she was. The last thing she needed was for Elena to get worried and then before she knew it her big sister, Gabe and Mateo would all be on the hunt for her, or worse they’d die of worriment assuming Shuriki had gotten a hold of the youngest Flores sister. 

The brunette was already walking, her back pack bouncing a bit against her back hands gripping around the strap. She was going to go see Goliath! He had been the best part about finding Swynlake! Goliath was like a surrogate father to Isa, he had known her since she was practically a baby and had seen both her and Elena grow up back in Avalor. He was a warm piece of home. 

She had made it to his place and Isa actually had a key to it too! She could use it now if she wanted to, but she hadn’t notified Goliath before hand that she would be popping on by, so Isabel ended up knocking on the door instead.