For the most part, Souls had a relaxing ride to the orphanage. Once the raven-haired girl turned down her music, Souls was able to get some much needed shut-eye, which, with the help of the aspirin, managed to sooth her headache from a death metal to a smooth jazz. Her head was still in pain, but what had felt like a temperamental Godzilla banging things around in her brain had died down to a low buzz of discomfort with occasional pulses of agony. Souls only awoke when she felt the car stop. Her eyes peeled open behind her shades and she glanced outside, to see a large, and in Souls's opinion, showy building. She watched the other children exit the vehicle, leaving her, before grumbling a few curses and exiting after them. She carried her backpack up the extravagant path to the building, sluggishly tailing behind the others, until she made it into a decorative interior, in which was a tall, thin man welcoming them to the orphanage. 

Souls was about to ask where her room was, when a mysterious voice whose source was unknown spoke above them, criticizing the rather unenthusiastic one man welcoming committee. Then, all of the sudden, light began to form around the group, until they formed what Souls realized were party poppers. Before she could cover her ears, a loud popping sound rung throughout the lobby, causing Souls's ears to pop and the smooth jazz to pump back up to death metal. The bright light that fell around her didn't help. Every bright color made her head pound even more, so much so that she had to clench her eyes shut. Once she was sure the light had faded, her eyes opened into a violent glare.

The now angry girl shoved her way through the crowd, and with every step she took, her body changed. By the time she finally got to the front, her skin was a darker red, her teeth had sharpened into fangs, and her fingernails were a few inches longer than the average person's.

[color=9e0b0f][b]"Jesus fuckin' Christ, man!"[/b][/color]  she yelled. [color=9e0b0f][b]"The fuck was that for?! Ya know, some people, meanin' me, aren't really feelin' so fuckin' super right now, and your dumbass party poppers just made me wanna fuckin' kill myself! Have you ever been shot in the head, and then been fucked through the fuckin' bullet hole?! That's about how your fuckin' party poppers made me fuckin' feel! You cunt!"[/b][/color] After a few deep breaths, Souls closed her eyes and lowered her voice. [color=9e0b0f][b]"Now if you don't mind, I'd like to be taken to my fuckin' room so I can get some fuckin' sleep before dinner..."[/b][/color]

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