Rosalia Secondary School (Open and Accepting)

Due to the big gap between now and halloween (RP time), where should the students go for a field trip?

London (day trip)	8.3%	[ 1 ]
Alton towers (2 night stay)	25.0%	[ 3 ]
Manchester (2 night stay)	50.0%	[ 6 ]
Hastings (day trip)	0.0%	[ 0 ]
Leeds castle (day trip)	16.7%	[ 2 ]
Total Votes:			[ 12 ]

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✖✖✖✖✖✖✖【 Morana Yeva Vasiliev】✖✖✖✖✖♥✖✖
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"There's many people here, don't you agree?" Morana's ears turned directly towards Alec. "Yes, too many people. I hope that it's not always like this."
Adessa came through the line and approached them with the same smile she always seem to have. Quickly, she began to move again. Morana followed her, seeing it was towards an empty table, with her two milks in one hand and her roll in another. As her roommates was about to take a seat, a muscular male student "bumped" into the girl. Not noticing, the male continued on with his day, running around the cafeteria. Morana raced towards the table, setting her items on the table. She watched Adessa stand up and sit down for lunch as tears ran down her face. Why was she being so passive? Clenching her fist and jaw, Morana picked up a carton of milk and partially opened it. She scanned the crowd for her target. There he was. It was a clear shot, if she threw it now it should hit him, or it hopefully would. With the carton in her hand, she pulled her arm back and then threw it at him with all her might. As it hit him in the side of the head, he fumbled over. The cat-like girl had a cocky smirk on her face as she sat down at the table and mumbled "ебля мудак. (******** a*****e.)"
Morana opened her other carton of milk and sipped it. "Well, it happens to be that I am also in cooking, Alec." she said, looking over at him. "I'm in English Language, physical education, cooking, hand-to-hand combat, and weapon training. How about you, Adessa? You wouldn't happen to be in cooking too, would you?"

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{where am I?} ; ; looking for the cafeteria
{who are you?} ; ; Alec and Morana
{how am I feeling?} ; ; content
{what's on my mind?} ; ; why is everyone so hostile?
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Adessa watched in shock as Morana pulled her arm back and chucked a milk at the meat head who'd run into her. Her mouth fell open and formed a perfect "O", but she quickly put her hand over it and recovered, resolving into a small fit of giggles instead. After she regained herself, she began to eat, finally, closing her eyes at the mouthwatering sensation she always got from pain au chocolat. She brought herself back into reality, however, when she heard Morana address her. "Cooking...? Euh...I 'ave....English language, cooking, music, 'istory, dance, and biology...so, oui, it seems we all 'ave cooking together! Fantastique!" Adessa gave the two another dazzling smile, never faltering, even when a boy walked past and plucked a feather from her wing. She was used to this treatment...but she didn't expect it here. She looked around the cafeteria nonchalantly, and while she saw many cat ears and tails, dog ears, all sorts of anomalies, she didn't see a single other pair of wings. Even when she went to a different school, full of other 'misfits', she didn't fit in...She pulled her wings in tighter and took another long sip of her wine, waiting for someone else to say something to add to the conversation.

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⇢ ◦ ❧ My eyes && my mouth agree, Y O U ' L L be coming home W I T H M E . . . 


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"One can hope." Alec murmured. As he walked to the table and set his food down, he looked up and barely caught the sight of Adessa falling to the ground. He looked to the guy who slammed into her, and as Alec was about to walk up to him and tell him off, Morana threw a carton of milk at him, making him fall to the floor. He looked to Morana, eyebrow raised, an impressed look on his face.
Then he sat down. "Well, I look forward to cooking with you two. Although, I must warn you, I'm pretty terrible at cooking." he said, smiling that half-smile of his.
He watched as a male came by and plucked a feather from Adessa's wing. He found that action to be so rude, so cruel, that-
He twisted the guy's arm into almost impossible angles, then stopped when he decided the guy had enough. So that's blood-bending.. the corners of his mouth curled upward slightly more. "Are you alright?" he asked Adessa.



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{where am I?} ; ; looking for the cafeteria
{who are you?} ; ; Alec and Morana
{how am I feeling?} ; ; confused/incredulous
{what's on my mind?} ; ; why is everyone so hostile?
{ooc} ; ;

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Despite herself, Adessa caught herself giggling again, this time in response to Alec's comment on his cooking. "Isn't that z'entire reason to take a culinaire class? To get better?" She watched as Alec's demeanor changed slightly, and she turned to see what he had been looking at. A boy with two snow white feathers in his hand was bending his arms at ridiculous and painful-looking angles. Adessa turned and gaped at Alec, sputtering a response she didn't realize was in French. "Q'est-ce que tu fait?! Est-ce que tu a ce faire? Pourquoi? C'est tres horrible, tu est malade! Il ne te fait pas!" Adessa recovered herself, keeping the details of her outburst to herself and choosing to revise her statement, answering Alec's question quietly with a clipped tone. "I am just fine. Did you do that to that boy, Alec? Why?" Adessa's brow was scrunched in confusion, her blue eyes slightly glazed over as she tried in vain to figure out why he would do that. That boy had done nothing to Alec, and surely Alec wasn't defending her...was he? Were they both?

theysaythatloveisforever

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✖✖✖✖✖✖✖【 Morana Yeva Vasiliev】✖✖✖✖✖♥✖✖
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"Cooking...? Euh...I 'ave....English language, cooking, music, 'istory, dance, and biology...so, oui, it seems we all 'ave cooking together! Fantastique!"
"Well, I look forward to cooking with you two. Although, I must warn you, I'm pretty terrible at cooking."
"Isn't that z'entire reason to take a culinaire class? To get better?"
"I'm not very good at it either. It seems like you two have dance and music together too." she said, taking a small bite of her roll.
Another person came up behind Adessa, then plucked out a feather. Morana glared at the person. She didn't understand why she was being targeted. From what she has seen, she didn't deserve it. As much as she wanted to pull a chunk of hair out of his head, she restrained herself. She couldn't make a scene. Watching the guy, he started to bend his arm in the strangest angles and moaned in pain. Was someone doing that to him?
"Q'est-ce que tu fait?! Est-ce que tu a ce faire? Pourquoi? C'est tres horrible, tu est malade! Il ne te fait pas!"
"I am just fine. Did you do that to that boy, Alec? Why?"
Alec? Alec did that? Morana looked at the boy with a surprised expression. How did he do that? Whatever it was, she found it astonishing. "What was that?"

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