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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Mar 21, 2020 19:01:53 GMT -5
“Hey! You’re really edgy aren’t you?” Citrine was snickering.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2020 19:05:27 GMT -5
Hrafn stood up, her eyes seeping into her primal colors. She drew her butterfly knife, unclipping it and flicking it. "I will cut your vocal chords, you stupid songbird!" She then felt the primal rage seep into every molecule of her body. With a quick flick, the offender's arms were slashed. Hrafn stopped and flicked the knife closed. She then proceeded to hide it somewhere else, so they couldn't find it.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Mar 21, 2020 19:09:33 GMT -5
Dian pulled at her sister’s arm. She was misbehaving again. “Do you like my drawing she whispered?”
“Yeah.” Citrine loves her sister but sometimes...
Dian wrote an apology note for Hrafn. She put it on her desk. It read:
I’m sorry that I can’t say this to you vocally.
But I’m truly sorry for my sister, Citrine’s behavior.
She loves to annoy people so don’t let her get under your skin.
Please forgive her.
Sincerely,
Dian shackling
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Post by jaymoon on Mar 21, 2020 19:09:53 GMT -5
Allan splashed hrafn with water, "Calm down." he said, "there is no need to hurt anyone."
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Mar 21, 2020 19:11:04 GMT -5
Citrine laughed at how ridiculous Hrafn looked.
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Mar 21, 2020 19:13:40 GMT -5
Hagon went up to the front of the room and grabbed a paper, retiring to his seat and pulling out a pencil, which he tapped on his desk whilst thinking.
1. Do you have a hard time controlling your power?
"On the occasion." He put.
2. On a scale on one to ten, how strong is your power?
"How strong?" He asked himself. "Probably.." "8" he put.
3. Do you like your power?
"Most of the time" He put.
4. Last, what is your power?
"Becoming a werewolf, aka strength, really good hearing and smell, and hyper-healing" he put.
He played with the pencil in between his fingers, then noticed his stomach growl. He went back to the paper, and added "increased appetite".
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2020 19:14:34 GMT -5
Hrafn said, "And I had to fight my foster parents yesterday. You think I'm very happy? My so called dad fricking pinned me to a wall. Do you think?" She had an air that radiated power and fear. She shook off the water. Than snarling, "Just leave me alone. That's all you had to do." Hrafn read the note. Yeah, no way in Helheim she was going to forgive Citrine. She wiped her blade off on the paper.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Mar 21, 2020 19:16:47 GMT -5
Dian noticed Hrafn getting mad. She felt bad. She went over to her. And in a quiet voice that only Hrafn could hear she said. “I’m sorry! Please forgive me!” She felt herself starting to float.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2020 19:29:12 GMT -5
Hrafn scoffed. She just said, "Mrs. Duhan, I'm going to go for five minutes." She left the classroom, and then relished the idea of harming Citrine. She would pay. Hrafn then whistled. A raven perched on her arm. Absorbing the sight, she then said, "Ah, Arthur, what to do?" She scratched the raven's neck. It soothed the girl, and the raven then cawed. Only Hrafn understood it. "Holar needs food, tending for the eggs and all. I have to get it." He flew off.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Mar 21, 2020 19:32:47 GMT -5
Dian felt tears coming to her eyes. Everything started to float, even Hrafn.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2020 19:34:29 GMT -5
Hrafn felt herself foat. She focused on grounding herself, mentally. Then maybe it would resolve physically.
(I thought Dian could only control things with her mind when she wasn't sad? I thought it became over powered when she got mad?)
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Mar 21, 2020 19:39:00 GMT -5
(No, it becomes out of control as in she can’t control what she moves.)
Citrine grabbed her sister and hugged her. “Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly.”
Dian calmed down everything was back in place she hugged her sister back. She sang along. “All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise.”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2020 19:56:32 GMT -5
Hrafn got down, and then pulled out the cold butterfly knife. She flipped and flicked it, and then sheathed it. She got back into the classroom, ready to murder Citrine. She would not show mercy to her the next time.
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Mar 21, 2020 19:59:43 GMT -5
Citrine was busy hugging Dian, trying to calm her down. “Blackbird singing in the dead of night, Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
Dian was still singing. “All your life you were waiting for this moment to be free.”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2020 20:01:56 GMT -5
Hrafn only thought, "Huh." She then got into her seat and fiddled with the knife.
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