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@luxidens:

Flowers are soft in all things.

Even here on the cliffs, nestled close to death’s edge, they do nothing but dance and murmur. Stories speak of heroes who jumped and sacrifices lost in the name of a greater good. But the blossoms they left behind saw nothing but the sun, tasted nothing but the rain, kissed no one but the wind.

He stands at the precipice and looks down at the sweeping arc of the Ward below him until a shadow covers the sun. A cloud, he thinks, but then he hears a cry and looks up.

 A flower is falling from the skies.

Not drifting, not dancing as one would expect, but plummeting in a dead drop. And then the four fragile petals reshape themselves as wings attached to a body and he is already sprinting the distance between them to catch her in his arms.

‘You alright?’ he asks. Lightly, gently.

New Years Eve was nothing short of a blast. As it always was for the Van Buren girl. She had a way of getting things to go brighter, funner wherever she went. She wouldn't stand for dull nights when she felt like she wanted to do something about it. That's where Mona strives in life you could say, she's determined, whether or not the 'something' of that determination is clear, the push still there and that's as much as she needs. So she thinks. After Mona had spontaneous, intoxicated make out session with Ruby; she paid her farewells seeing she couldn't blow off her plans with Lux, she was one of her bestest friends here and her biggest pain in the ass too.

Finding friendship at this new school was something that Kez hadn't managed to do yet. It made her feel awkward that she had to remind people that he wasn't one gender or another, and because of that Kez didn't really want to try and befriend anyone who would (intentionally or unintentionally) refer to her as a boy or a girl. That was something that Kez really hated. While he didn't really care what gendered pronouns they used in terms of speaking to her, Kaz didn't like it when they didn't understand or acknowledge that there wasn't a gender that she stuck to, that she didn't feel like sex organs were something that he needed in order to live and function as a person.

With Lux, though, Kez wasn't really sure how this would work out. He had heard a few things about the person who ruled the school, Prom King Lux, and Kez imagined that anyone who had such a reputation clearly had to be either really intriguing or very wild. Of course, the thought only confirmed itself when the girl invited Kez to come and smoke with her outside in the cold. It wasn't what Kez would have initially decided to do, and having never smoked before, she wasn't sure what he was getting himself into, but Kez knew that it would hopefully end with a friend, and that was all that mattered when there really weren't any friends in the first place. There hadn't been before they moved here and there hadn't been back when her family still lived in Romania. Kez couldn't recall a time that friendship had been a part of his life, but hopefully here, in a place that was supposed to remain free of any and all judgement, she would be able to have a chance to find friends and experience what it was like to have them. Maybe then she would also be able to decide how he wanted people to refer to her as.