#killerquccns

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The hooded figure crouched within the bushes outside of the club offices, waiting for their target to appear. Person after person passed before they finally laid eyes upon the boy, they waited for the perfect chance to pounce, just as no one else was in sight. They leapt from the bush, pressing an ether soaked rag to the boys face and dragging him into the bush as the body went limp. Luckily for them the campus was deserted at this point and they had no trouble loading the body into the car parked beside of the building and driving away. 

Richie was just minding his own business as he made his way across campus after class. Things had somewhat settled a bit since the whole dead body and student being attacked debacle. Well, everyone was still on high alert and there was probably more going on than Richie’s nonchalant attitude. He hadn’t known either of the people, and as long as it wasn’t one of his friends, he wasn’t really worried. It was why when he spotted one Edward Clussy walking on his own, Richie couldn’t help but smirk as he snuck up behind his friend, making sure he hadn’t noticed him yet before putting his arms around the other’s middle and lifting him up into the air. “Now where ya headed off to all on your own, my dear Clussghetti?” he asked, laughing at the other’s reaction and keeping a hold of him. “C’mon, I need some loving, I haven’t seen you in forever.” 

Alistair walked right out of his classroom. He forgot to take his goddamn sleeping medicine again, didn't he? It inconvinienced him, greatly. Though this was only a minor major he was interested in - soley for the credits, he had to look around and hope that there would be someone that stood out slightly to him, in hopes that they would.. Lend him some notes. Now, the issue is, is that he doesn't actually know whose who. He never introduced himself properly, usually because he rushes into class, giving him maybe a nanosecond to look at anyone else. With that, he took a deep -- deep breath! Unaware whether they were actually in his class or not. He offered a chipper grin as he approached - waving his hand in hopes of grabbing attention. " Hola! Hola, ah.. You have any notes from Mister Barowski's class, or..? Assuming--, asssuming you're in it. Hahah. “

Unknown: Heyyyyy!

the rusty metal gate clanged shut behind her, and claire walked nervously up to the table where aurora was sitting. she kept her head down, not wanting to show the other girl the tumult of feelings ravaging her mind. still, the distance between them had to close eventually. claire took a deep breath, and raised her eyes to meet aurora’s. “hey,” she said softly, unable to hide the concern she had for her friend. “i’m sorry i haven’t come to visit until now. i’ve just been...” she hummed a little, trying to find the right word. “confused..?” her voice trailed off weakly.