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[h3]Grimm Chances of Survival[/h3]
[@Silvan Haven] [@Plank Sinatra] [@Crimmy] [@NarayanK][/center]

“Bianca Nuit threw a boy today at a Little Shop of Horrors looking thing!” Said one boy. “It was insane, I thought she was a shoe-in for the psych ward, but I guess not.” Another replied. 

“Yeah I think she’s just kind of weird.” A third concluded. The other two boys nodded in agreement. “Nice ass though.” 

I walked out of the Grimm Studies room leaving one boy with a sore head and the other two laughing at him uncontrollably. Straightening out my outfit I sighed. It was time to get to Stella’s class. 

[color=9D36FF]“I wonder how she’s doing…”[/color]

Stella ‘Living her best life’ Nuit was not doing well. She glared at the girl who refused to quit. The young woman had crafted a nipple from a sweet and was now performing actions that Stella dare not consider less she lose her focus. She averted eye contact harder than she ever had, even after the whole identity theft fiasco on parent’s day. She simply stared ahead, sweating.

[color=9D36FF]“I’m sure she’s fine.” [/color] I landed on, deciding that worrying about her was fruitless considering I was about to see her. Making my way down to survival I had to take a short trip outside to reach the classroom. It was nice feeling the warm air engulf me, but after the work out I had just been through in Grimm Studies and the fact that sporting plumage on your back didn’t really cool you, I could do without it.

But as soon as I walked into the survival room I felt a gush of cool air hit me at once. To say the building had A.C. was a bit of an understatement. It was essentially a system that could replicate any climate, Stella could have had the place snowing if she had wanted to. Speaking of Stella, just to distract my sister I decided to pick a front seat, sitting down beside a girl I wasn’t too familiar with and Ben’s teammate ‘Sangue’ with the red hair one seat down I placed my pure below my chair, entwining it around my feet.

Looking around, I was really impressed with how well Stella had done at making the place up. There were cupcakes, strawberry icing on top of a chocolate chip vanilla cupcake. Mom always used to make them…

[color=#6050DC]“Yes, Gratia I have taken over the class.”[/color] Stella responded to my former teammate, immediately my head shot up. 

[i]Gratia’s here?!”[/i] I thought glancing all around for the girl. It had been awhile since we had talked about finding therapy over family day-weekend, but I was to present my options to her by Wednesday and she would go over them, analyze them for quality. Knowing Gratia though, it was best not to approach her until my ducks were in a row.

Glancing over at the girl’s beside me it took me a second before I recognized her.

[i]Wait. That can’t be?? The girl from the bathroom wall?[/i] She was making deadly eye contact with someone. Slowly licking her cupcake, but... Who… Was… it?

[color=#6050DC]“Ahem.”[/color] Stella said, clearing her throat as the rest of the class continued to pile in. She looked about as red as a… Well as Stella did when she was attracted to a girl but knows the relationship would be an illicit affair as their teacher-student relationship was strictly forbidden. It was like a kind of maroon. [color=#6050DC]“We will be starting shortly, so if anyone has any questions, please feel free to ask. The exercise itself will be explained once we begin, so don’t worry too much about that.”[/color]