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˚˚˚Spencer Famous˚˚˚
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If I'm different,
what does that make you?



Spencer walked the halls of the school,following the
smell of the food.He felt like walking,instead of transporting,since he wasn't professional yet.Spencer walked to the doors of the cafeteria,stopped and took a deep breath.
"You are one insane boy,Spencer,you don't need no school"He thought to him self.
He walked in the cafeteria,and looked around,at all the faces,all the walls,and even the ceiling.
He walked forward and got in the line,waiting patiently for food.

Hardly a Lover,
and Barely a fighter
 
     
 
Dream Nights


Not much of a dream...

Dream lay on a bench outside the dining hall, completely invisible. She supposed, for a while, that it was a bad idea to just lay around, where no one could see her, sitting on a bench outside of the dining hall. Someone would probably sit on her...

Then again, Dream figured that most of the students would either smell or, or have some sort of sense that she was there. And those that didn't? Well, there were only a few of them, and who would really miss them if she just, happened, to carve them up? Dream blinked, gazing at the sky. She was, really violent. She understood that it wasn't normal, that her general personality and way of thinking weren't normal. Most of the students still had emotions, but it seemed that, Dream was completely devoid of them. She worked in a different way.

Dream lifted her hand towards her face, even though she couldn't see it. That was the one problem with being invisible, she couldn't see herself. Dream sighed quietly, and folded her arms back together, turning her attention back to the sky. It was so...free. Even after being removed from that lab, she still wasn't free.


...She's more like a nightmare
     
Gwen Patts

Gwen continued to pick at her food eating a mooshy glob of white that she rather enjoyed, until Kit talked again. Spiffy? She'd never heard that before, but she figured that he was just asking what powers she had. She had to think for a little while before she answered. She had never explained her abilities to anyone. "Well I can find people where ever they are and watch them. I can also project my image in front of whoever I'm watching though I haven't done that one very much. And of course teleporting as you mentioned.
 
     
 
{{¦¦ MɎ ȘȴȭƜ ĐƐƈƎȠԎ ЇƞƮǑ ɱȦɖȵɵŜş ¦¦}}

{ { ____[A] l e x a n d e r__[K] i t t a n d r u s__[W] r e k s____ } }

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{{¦¦ ŴƸĮĻ ɱȦʮƂƐ ƕǑȚ ȘȎ șſƟƜ••• ¦¦}}



"Oh, cool... I think that would give me head aches all the time, and maybe nosebleeds."

He began to balance his spoon on his nose, putting his arms out to the side to keep his balance. He quickly grew tired of this though and picked up a knife and began twirling it about in his hand. He did this faster and faster until the blade began to blur into a solid form. Flicking the blade into the air he held his hand out and let it sink into the flesh of his hand. Whistling a bright and cheery tune he wrenched the blade from his hand, blood dripping down his wrist.

"Is there even actual classes around here?"




I find myself asking
Where am I? When am I? How am I? What am I? Who am I?
and as I drive myself insane,
More importantly.
I drive myself to the edge wondering
Why am I?
And does anyone care that I even am?
     



Luna finished soon, along with her fruits. She got up again to bring the tray to the area where they were supposed to. She turned again, looking around in the cafeteria. There was another person in, but she didn't have it in her to initiate a conversation. She never did. So she walked, heading out of the cafeteria. Perhaps she'll go back to the closet where she feels comfortable? She went at a slow, human pace for now.
 
     
 
Gwen Patts

Gwen thought back to the other building. She couldn't remember having a nose bleed or head ache for anything other reason than getting hit in the head to hard by one of the scientists. Maybe those pains were mixed in with the pains they inflicted. She wasn't sure. "I'm not sure if I had any. She said looking up at him and there a knife sticking out of his hand with blood running down his arm. "What did you do?" She said staring at the blood. It had been a while since she had seen that much blood. It didn't seem to faze him though. In fact he seemed cheery and very nonchalantly he asked about classes. "I don't know if there are."
     
Whispers(Part 1)
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{{¦¦ MɎ ȘȴȭƜ ĐƐƈƎȠԎ ЇƞƮǑ ɱȦɖȵɵŜş ¦¦}}

{ { [A] l e x a n d e r__[K] i t t a n d r u s__[W] r e k s } }

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{{¦¦ ŴƸĮĻ ɱȦʮƂƐ ƕǑȚ ȘȎ șſƟƜ••• ¦¦}}



Picking up a napkin his wiped the blood off of his hand, the skin had knitted together and a new scar was where the wound had been. Kit rubbed the back of his head slowly as a pensive look came across his face.

"This is a very peculiar place... A little suspicious if you were to ask me..."

Kit crumpled up the crimson paper into a ball and tossed it into the garbage. Raising his hand to his mouth he yawned slowly, his ears flattening as he did so.




I find myself asking
Where am I? When am I? How am I? What am I? Who am I?
and as I drive myself insane,
More importantly.
I drive myself to the edge wondering
Why am I?
And does anyone care that I even am?
 
     
Kit-nin
ID#: 2329075
 
.:: Aurora ::.


The most powerful of all weapons
is the human mind



Aurora stood in front of the mirror in the small bathroom, pulling a brush through her long silver blonde locks. Her stomach was growling at her almost menacingly, as if demanding food. She had rarely eaten anything cause she haven't left her room for so long, so she knew that her day to venture outside the confinements of her room would be today. She brushed her hair with increasing intensity as she thought of the encounters that she could run into once she left, trying to calm her nerves.

When she had arrived a year ago she had spent most of the time to herself, learning that the school was not like a battle ground, like they had taught her in the testing facility. She was so used to fighting that it had actually taken her a while to be able to walk down the halls without feeling threatened or like she was at war. Sometimes she had her moments, but that was only if something bad was happening. The school had helped her a great deal, but she still had a long ways to go. She knew that. Done brushing she grabbed a scrunchie and pulled her hair into a high ponytail on top of her head. Don't get her wrong, she was more than glad to have her freedom and a chance to make a life for herself. She just didn't know what it would be like.

"Well.....I sure ain't gonna find out wasting away in here." she spoke to her reflection, looking into her violet colored eyes. That was the first thing to change after the experiments, her eyes went from dark regular brown to an almost electric like purple. Turning around she walked through the bathroom and back into her room, she grabbed her library card off of her dresser then left her room. Locking the door behing her.

After she ate she wanted to look at some books at the library.
     
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Headmistress Fairwood


Once must reach towards the sun...


Briar walked up behind kit, crossing her arms and smiling down at the group of students. "Is that so, Mr. Wreks? And what makes you think that, if I may ask?" She said, her voice slightly playful but still questioning. She raised an eyebrow and smiled gently.

Briar eyed a nearby potted plant looking droopy. She took a moment from her observation of the students. "Now, now, buck up." She said quietly. The plant suddenly bounced up, blooming brightly. Briar beamed, and returned her attention to the students, eyebrow still raised, arms still crossed.


....to get the chance to bloom.
 
     
 
˚˚˚Spencer Famous˚˚˚
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If I'm different,
what does that make you?



Spencer shook his head,he wasn't really that hungry.
So he stepped out of line,and walked towards the door.In front of him,he seen a girl.
He walked slower,trying not to get to close to her,he was always shy around girls.
he wanted to try transporting,but he figured this isn't the time or place.
And he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of everyone.Spencer looked around,
trying not to look at the girl in front of him,though he was wondering
where she was going without her friends.Spencer put his hand behind his head,
and shook it through his hair.When he had seen that the girl had left,
he picked up his pace and headed out the door,hoping to get lost somewhere.
"Nothings worse than being at school" he whispered to himself.

Hardly a Lover,
and Barely a fighter
     



Out of habit, Luna curled her tail back under her skirt, wrapping it around her waist. She didn't need to worry about her ears since she usually didn't have any reason to make them perk. She continued wandering... Now that she thought of it, where do people usually have classes again? Being here for three years, and still she's forgetful...
 
     
 
˚˚˚Spencer Famous˚˚˚
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If I'm different,
what does that make you?



Spencer decided to see what was wrong with the girl.
He tried as hard as he could to transport next to her.And he did.Without a word,
he walked beside her,hoping not to startle her."Are you okay?" he asked her
quietly,Trying not to cause a scene."You don't have to tell me,I understand"
He said looking around."It's weird isn't it,having some random boy come up to you"

Hardly a Lover,
and Barely a fighter
     



Luna turned her head, blinking in surprise. It took all her will to avoid jumping or freaking out as a cat would. "I'm fine.. Thanks for your concern." She said with a small smile. "Do you know when or where class would be after lunch?" She asked. Luna kept herself from chuckling. "Yeah, it is, but at least it's fine to have someone to talk to." She said.
 
     
 
˚˚˚Spencer Famous˚˚˚
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If I'm different,
what does that make you?



Spencer smiled,"Well,I'm not sure about the classes"
he said looking around again."So,why are you here?" he asked her looking at the ground now.
"And sorry for just coming out of no where like that,I seen you in the cafeteria,and..."
He trailed off,and waited for her to reply,looking ahead of him,smiling.

Hardly a Lover,
and Barely a fighter
     
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Luna smiled. "You'd like to know?" She asked. Well... it couldn't hurt to let him see... could it? She let her cat ears come up from their hiding spot and her tail dangle. "It's a little embarrassing to show, even though I should probably be used to it... but.. I am a cat... in a way." She said. "What about you?"
 
     
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