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Ok if I wasn't turning bright red already... hard to believe though. The way things are. She gets up, coughing. I don't follow her but I'm concerned and watch her. She's been getting treatments, for something in the past months. I hope i'm wrong. …
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Wow how red am I turning? "Oh it's not... there's not someone..." I back away a little but keep looking at her. If I look away it'll be too obvious. But there's no way I'm telling her I like her ex-boyfriend. Wait... someone is into me? Priscilla…
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Tabitha makes a good move but loses her mind or something and Zola lays her out. Makes me cringe and share a glance with Priscilla. I almost shout out again. Way too harsh for practice, Zola! What's wrong with her? "Well..." she doesn't want to he…
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"...everything ok?" A little half-laugh, just a sound of stress escaping. I want to ask her about him and what he's like and what are his favorite things... but I want to find out those things for myself. That's better right? "Why don't we... uh..…
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I wait for the play to go down the court and take a couple deep breaths to calm down in the safety of the shadows. The others arriving makes a good distraction, I quietly stand up and pull my foot out to let the door close, pretending to have just…
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She startles me out of my little dream and is past me as I open my mouth to say her name and stop her. Great... the players have noticed her and if I speak up now everyone will know I'm still here. I stick my foot in the door to keep it from closin…
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Mark moves up and down the court, strong, fast, those hands... I feel hot in the face as I watch and I catch myself playing with my hair and daydreaming. Yeah... Then I notice Jace and Mark looking at me. Starting to talk. I glance to my right, lef…
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I push the door open carefully, but it still squeaks loud enough to make Zola look. I slip inside and let the door slowly close itself behind me as I walk around to sit a couple rows back from the glass. I don't want to be that close. But with the s…
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Running away: (+Volatile) (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 6, 2. Total: 10) xp(2)
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I try to twist out of her grasp and into the hall and hiss under my breath, "Rys? No way! Let go of me, drokk! That hurts!" I try to plant a foot on the door frame, wrest myself free and bolt. It's a quick and kind of violent reaction, just trying…
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She pushes me around, which sucks, but is typical. Not worth a fight, though, I just stand back to let her in as I answer, "what do you care? I'm going to the speedball court... you have a problem with that?" Little wtf gesture and I can't help thi…
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The navi glares at me, I pick it up and take it with me as I slip out of my bunk and stand up in the dark. Brightly colored light streams out to pool around my legs. I think about what to say as I walk slowly over to the exposed pipes which run alon…
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Feels like a dream at first. On my mind is what happened in class today, it keeps running through my mind... why was Priscilla asking me over? Why was Tabitha giving me a break in the hall? Does she really want to talk to me? It didn't feel like she…
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Class couldn't end soon enough. I gather my things (just my Navi and my glasses which sometimes end up on my desk) and sit still long enough for most everyone to get to the door first. I stand when it's safe and go quietly to the hall. I'm not feel…
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Jace surprisingly picked up the slack. I wasn't there to see but it felt like he didn't want to admit that he actually is smart sometimes. Like he just wants to be a punk. Maybe he's trying to impress someone? Priss was distracted and thinking about…
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Tabitha mercifully goes first (as always happens, right?) and then it's my turn. I walk in quickly, trying to get to my desk and disappear. Avoiding Rys, avoiding everyone really. But I can't help but look for Mark and find him distractedly chatti…
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Rob was injured in the fighting years back when we were all kids. Of course I didn't see it happen but he passed through medical while I was in there for evaluation. It was gnarly, you could see bone and for some reason there wasn't a lot of blood. …
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A couple of those names are uncomfortable to think about. She didn't laugh? I wouldn't know... all i could see was the lights, feel the cold steel table beneath my shoulders, the faceless technician standing by to watch me suffer and take notes...…
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Walking with her I'd sort of forgotten about the music, about how I just freaked out again in front of everyone. Worst one in a long while. I wilt a little as she prepares to open the door. "Give me a second, ok?" I take a deep breath and let it ou…
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I don't notice when I do it, but again I usually defer to whoever's around. Tabitha gets to the door first, Zola gets the better seat, Nadja gets the first shower, or Jace gets to choose the project. Just sort of happens, you know? Good? I pause wh…
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I slow when she leans closer. She's not letting it drop. Is she trying to start something? No... it doesn't feel like that. Not like with Zola or Nadja, Ourania or any number of the others. "I..." I don't look at her directly as we walk a little …
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The halls all look more or less the same to me, but there's a few of those details that stand out. My eye goes to anything that's broken. Really surprised when she asks, "what? I..." Is she really asking, or is she just drokking with my head. It ta…
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Little confused by her. Always am. Tabitha is just hard to read. I admire that, really, but it doesn't make it any easier to talk to her. I walk to the door and notice how she steps out of my way. I want to make an impression, "they... they only ma…
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She startles me when I turn to the door to find her calmy standing there. I wonder how long she's been watching. She's looking at the mirror. After a long moment I blink and nod slightly. I remember to take my glasses from the edge of the sink and …
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"That's weird..." I say quietly out loud. Wet hands on my face, I end up staring at my reflection. I meet eyes with myself and feel my hidden anger. They should pay... but what's the point? Frustration wells up inside... for what they do to me, an…
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The song echoes through my head... mindless. There's no words, just noise. I'm comforted to know that the ones who put me through all that have probably died of the plague in the years past. At least. No way I can just disappear in my room, I head …
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Things from my past: Back in the lab I was subject to a test called the "Auditory Interference Test" which basically means they strap me down with ceaseless annoying, painful and disorienting audio recordings piped through headphones to test how lo…
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pretty obviously causing a big scene in the process.
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Running Away: Volatile +2 (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 1. Total: 7) xp(1)
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It's too much. That sound. I grit my teeth and try to keep a smile on my face, ignore it... focus. Don't move, don't think... just like in the chair. "Don't let it get to you... shut it out Ash... Ashlee... Damn it!" My hands clench tight and shak…