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The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...




"We can't have that, can we?" Angela asked, laughing through the tears that didn't want to stop. She wiped at her eyes and reached up to give one of his horns a very light tug. "Thank you for defending me back there, but you realize you jabbed me with one of these. I'm probably going to have another bruise. Next time you attempt to strangle my ex-boyfriend, do make sure I'm not on his shoulder."

She pushed her hair out of her eyes, remember suddenly that she needed to cut at least two feet off it. The ridiculous length was coiled up at her feet as she crouched there with Malade, trying to get her emotions out of control. "It would be a lot easier to write off all men as cheap arseholes if you weren't actually a decent friend," she said, leaning against him a little. "Thank you."

She kept saying Abel wasn't worth the heartache or the tears but she also couldn't just stop that empty, worn out feeling. But at the same time, she couldn't keep wallowing and really, she had cried enough tears for Abel. At some point, she had to stand up and move forward. She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she counted to ten. "Right then. Enough of that."

"Since Malade's pride as a non-teary man is at stake. I suppose I'll have to stop."

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

♥ Lizzie Hard ♥

Lizzie had been brushed aside – something she didn't like in the least. But, the wormy humans were having a moment and, even with her not having the spotlight for that brief moment, she still decided to look at this as positively as she could! Her honeybear wasn't there, anyway, so she didn't have to keep his attention. She leaned over the counter and propped her head up with one hand, watching them talk as a happy observer in their little fluffy romance. But, that became dreadfully boring after a moment and she instead focused in on how absolutely disgusting the female looked while crying. It made her wince and want to look away, but she couldn't tear herself from the sight! It was so.. fascinatingly gross! Thankfully, the girl had stopped in the tears and Lizzie was able to look away and focus back on getting attention again.

She straightened up and went to the cupboards, fetching a bag of flour. She opened it up, positioned herself as close to the two as she could, and then proceeded to pour it over them with a proclaimed, “Whoopsie!” to show it was entirely an accident. She dropped the bag on the female's head and batted her nonexistent eyelashes, “Oh, dearie me! I can't believe I could be so clumsy!”

Talk about making a complete mess!

Jack had left Rosental a few days earlier to help take care of his ill father... leaving the kitchen in the hands of whoever wanted to enter, even students! And Isamu found this to be a great hiding spot!

The boy ran into the room, skidding across the slippery floor and sliding into a cart of pots and pans, knocking it over. Her landed on his butt and just kind of sat there for a few short moments, confused as to what had happened. He gave his head a shake then remembered what it was that he was hiding from.. or who... more likely. He jumped to his feet and opened the door to the huge walk-in refrigerator, shutting the door behind him.

There was no way anyone would find him there! Or so he thought...

The poor boy was hiding from Flora, who was on her way to pick him up and take him back to the psychiatric hospital. She had gotten notice that he was skipping his classes, and meals. This helped her come to the conclusion that he needed some professional help... again...

♥ Lizzie Hard ♥

Ah~ Nice and squeaky clean now! Lizzie had her sac of goodies ready for when she found her prince charming! Her next target was the kitchen – not because she was hungry or anything like that, but because she realized that if she found him today, it would already be lunchtime! What better plan was there than to have a picnic with her beloved? She would have to cook him a meal~! She was smiling as best as a lizard could smile as she went to the kitchen, setting down the random presents she had for him beside the door and looking inside to find – er. She tilted her head slightly as she examined the scene before her – some.. mostly incomplete human or elf or something humanoid was trying to catch a cat.. boy?

Obviously, if he was missing an arm, that made him prey – like a tiny squirrel or mouse, but the boy was a feline – a predator! He should be going after the man! Strange! But, she would have to break into the scene somehow and make it starred onto her. Violence needed mediation! She stormed over to the group and took the man by the shoulder with the missing arm, pushing him to the side and snagging up the cat's tail. “Stop this at once! Can't you see what fighting does? It just tears us apart!” At that line, she collapsed to the ground into sobs and clung desperately to the older man's legs while still holding onto the tail – or trying to, at least.

(( SORRY AYAME D8 I WAS DRAGGED OFF; GROCERY TRIP. ;w ; ))

Sethrian decided to stop off by the kitchen for a few things. Now that the school cook was gone, and anyone had access, he thought he might get the supplies to make lunch for himself and Renivere. And perhaps they could eat outside together.

But he stopped short when he entered and saw pots and pans scattered and a very suspiciously familiar lizard on the floor wailing.

"I...perhaps I should come back later," he muttered, backing toward the door.

The moment the lizard charged him, Sethrian stumbled back against the door frame with a slightly panicked cry. Oh God, what was she doing here? She let out an ear splitting squeal (oh God, he remembered that horrible squeal!) and fainted. Except that considering her eyes were open, he was certain she was faking.

Tossing aside any possible concern for her well being, or anyone else's safety, Sethrian chose the better part of valor and retreated from the kitchen as fast as he could run.

okay. Right. If she got close, he would just poison her and go hide for the rest of his life. He wondered if there was any special way to fight off giant lizards. Maybe he should introduce her to Mr. Sweet? He had no idea but he was definitely going to flee for his life.

[exit to hallways]

Since the kitchen staff seemed to have more or less abandoned the kitchen (sethrian had no idea how lunches were being served every day since he hadn't seen the chef in ages--but he was going to assume magic. Maybe aliens), Sethrian had decided to take it over and spend the day cooking. There were always weird interruptions at the dorm and he didn't really want to use the cooking class, even if it was free.

So, the kitchen. It also looked like a bear, or possibly a hobo, had been raiding it. So he'd had to clean up for a while before being able to cook.

He had thought about going out to do something fun with the others but then, he'd been trying to plan an outing for the group for weeks and it had never seemed to pan out. At the last minute, no one showed up, or somehow they just weren't able to arrange things. And today, everyone was conspicuously missing. Almost as if they had gone out together and left him behind.

Which was kind of depressing. He'd been foolishly wanting to get the group together for so long and now they all disappeared on the same day and he was the only one left out? Perhaps...he didn't have as many friends here as he thought. And that was a depressing thought. So he was cooking because he was depressed and it was apparently the only thing he was good at.