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[color=fff79a][h1][b]Oralee[/b][/h1][/color]
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[color=fff200][h2]Location: Main Hall, Dirt Town Orphanage[/h2][/color]
[color=fff200][b]Day of Fritz's Death[/b][/color]

Oralee listens, hiding in a corner, as Fritz dies.  Tears silently fall down her cheeks.  [i]What's going to happen to us now?  We don't have his protection anymore, and most of us are still learning things...[/i]  The ten year old, being mature as always, doesn't make a sound, as she wallows in sadness in silence.  She didn't want to burden the others.  They all cared about Fritz, and they all needed support, but even if she was small, and only ten, that didn't mean she could be immature about it.

She grew up on the streets before Fritz found her, welcoming her into his family.  She didn't know what a family was, before finding Fritz, but that didn't matter.  She didn't want her family to break apart.  They had to stick together.  That was the focus of her thoughts.  [i]We must stick together if we're going to survive...[/i]  Even though her heart was breaking, it just reminded her of how her heart broke at every mean word her mother sent her way.

Oralee heads back to her room, wanting to sleep the pain away.  Maybe she'd feel better in the morning.  She still remembers the day her mother kicked her out.  It took her weeks to recover.  She was stronger now, though.  She knows what love is, and how it feels.  She knows what she has to do to survive, and she knows that they were stronger together.

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[color=fff200][h2]Location: Outside the Orphanage[/h2][/color]
[color=fff200][b]Day 2, After Fritz's Death, Midday[/b][/color]

Oralee wakes to the sound of unknown voices.  Rubbing her eyes, trying to get rid of the sleep in them, she heads for a window that looked out to the front of the Orphanage.  There, she sees Senna, and some unknown people gathered.  She listens to everything that is being said, and frowns.

[b]“People of the Asylum Island, from this day on this island is the territory of the Vengeance and its boss Stalwart!”[/b]

[color=fff79a][b]"...This is not good..."[/b][/color] she mumbles to herself.  Her frown turns into a glare at the leader's words to Trog.  [color=fff79a][b]"No one is allowed to hurt Trog's feelings!"[/b][/color]  She concentrates hard, as she tries to form a mirage of Fritz at a window that the gang could easily see.  There was no way she was going to let them off easily.  If she could use her powers to their advantage, then she would.

She focuses hard, and is able to manage a 30 second flicker of Fritz, looking out at them, glaring.  Taking a deep breath, she focuses again, this time sending the mirage to a different location, still of a glaring Fritz.  She continues this for two minutes, trying to scare the gangsters away from the Orphanage.  She didn't want Senna or Trog to get hurt.  As she focuses on her power, she doesn't realise that her wings emerged from behind her hair, and were raised, as if she were ready to fly, much like an angel.