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~Olivia Schatten~
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Olivia sighed when Ms. Ahanna came and chewed the other student our. He looked over to Cammy who seemed to not take a liking to the person. Well Olivia couldn't really say anything. She wasn't to much on liking or not liking people unless they really did something to her or someone close. To hear that she had to spend tonight with Millie and Ms. Ahanna she wondered how that was going go. Olivia stood up when Kiyomi disappeared and leaned on Cammy as she helped him walk. "I agree. You coming?" asked Olivia to Millie. Unless she wanted to stay in the forest or something.

Hate all you want, but you can't break the girl who thinks nothing of you. So go ahead. You can't be compared to me.

Ahana sensei had no qualms about hurting Millie's pride. His, or as Millie was starting to realize that she and Tess had not been the only ones to get affected by this wonky spell, her tone had implied that Millie would get lost very easily. Millie's cheeks became ruddy in hurt pride---she most definetly could find her way around a school. For goodness sake, who did the teacher think he---she---was talking to. Obviously kid just entering the average age for school. Millie was not fond of being taen lightly, but she also didn't want to snap something stupid about what she'd been before.
With as much trace as the wind, the teacher then disapeared into the trees. Millie glared at the canopy where she'd lost sight of the ninja. Cammy stood up, helping Oli to his feet. Millie started to correct her self, hesitated, then decided that as long as the others were genetically their opposite gender at the moment, Millie would refer to them as such.
"You coming?" Oli asked.
"No, I think I want to play hide and seek with that ogre and get detention for killing it," Millie sniped sarcastically. She got up and brushed the dirt off her knees and began trailing after the two, keeping her head over her shoulder for the ogre.

Tess scoped up ahead, her own Argus eyes bobbing unsynchronized through the trees, weaving and dodging each other as they gglaced around. Tess frowned at the complexity it took to manage even several of them. She'd seen her little sister command a couple dozen on average without losing an inch of control. They jumbled together slowly, and finally, Tess got one of them to zero in on an area being occupied by a hefty, three headed dog. It's three faces snuffed around, their hackles raised permenantly. Sneakily, the eyes flew overheaded, shrouded and hidden in the tree branches, they creeped around the cerberus beast and behind it. They glanced with interest at a worming burlap sack that was stuffed into the hollow of a large tree. "Gotcha," Tess whispered contently. It hadn't been found by anyone else that she knew of yet. The unruly eyes hadn't discovered the two boys in the bush trying to plan out a way of distracting the dog. Tess had the perfect plan. She opened her eyes, dismissing her Argus and fished a little pocket book from her jean pocket.
“Splendid hunter and dweller of the sacred forest, I command you to stand at my feet. Whip your scorpion’s tail to kill, and devour wholeheartedly you prey, leaving no trace of existence behind. Listen to the trumpet of the man eater’s voice. Mantiore, I give you your time of Dimittam.” Tess folded her arms as out of nowhere, a long spiny tail slithered around her feet. Without any pretense, the Manticore had emerged from her shadow and lazed it’s spiny, scythe-like tail round her. It’s multitude of beady yellow gleamed hungrily on the enemy, and it grinned, showing three jagged layers of steel teeth. "Just distract it. Let it chase you around and lead it away," she ordered. The creature whined a little, it's voice trilling like a sinister wind instrument. "Do it," Tess hissed at it, losing patience. Excited by her tone, the Manticore growled and leaped away, brushing through the foliage, and letting out a roar sounding like an angry trumpet, obviously catching the cereberus's attention.

Hate has always given birth to more hate. The gyre will widen, and sense drifts farther and farther, chaos ensuing.

Hate all you want, but you can't break the girl who thinks nothing of you. So go ahead. You can't be compared to me.

Tess nodded grimly to the two, still keeping a keen ear on the duel of trumpets and barks, rioting around in the forest in a game of cat and mouse. Yeah-Cherie, Zada, got it. Oh...you two are switched girls too, right?" Seeing as how their names were feminine, and the strange events that had transformed Tess and her little sister into brothers, Tess was starting to put the pieces together. The receptionist skipped some details did everyone change genders?"
"So...you distracted it...what was that creature that made that noise the cerberus ran off to follow?" Cherie asked. Tess glanced at her, noticing how she was clutching a corner of the bag. A smart one. Tess would've left her behind to claim her rightful glory alone if they weren't so perceptive.
"That was the manticore I summoned. Good thing that cerberus beast has such good hearing, it's voice lured it into the forest. You two were to far, or intelligent, to be affected. Your welcome."
"So then since you came running out here alone, then I guess you'll be the third in our group, so Ms. Ahanna can clear our team for the assignment."
Even though I'm the one who actually did all the work, you leeches. I found it by myself, then I distracted it, and you two went in to steal my prize. I'm alo fully capable of bringing the hostage back myself... It was then that Tess realised she was breathing quite hard, and sweat was dripping off her brow. That's right, maybe she would need the help, after summoning the manticore. "Stop..." Tess slowed her pace, finally halting and dropping the bag, beding over with her hands on her knees. "Maybe one of you chould carry it. I need t catch my breath. And while I'm at it, that mutt should be pretty tired by now. Dismiss." Tess sent a wave of energy around her that rippled out, until finally colliding with the manticore, making it disappear.


Hate has always given birth to more hate. The gyre will widen, and sense drifts farther and farther, chaos ensuing.