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[code] Grand Ridge Academy – Conference Room[/code] [hr]

Rien was honestly surprised when Britney pulled out some old book and showed it to them. Okay, so maybe there was a handy book to explain this all. Or a little bit. There wasn’t exactly as much information as they would have liked but it did clear some things up. 

Though they weren’t really sure about all the shit to do with being Guardians. It kind of assumed they had useful abilities, didn’t it? What were they supposed to do, throw bats at monsters? Not really useful. Though they had to admit they had no wish to die horribly cause of this ‘abstraction.’

They kinda had to agree with Claire, though. Being some kind of guardian for a town they hardly cared for didn’t sound all that ideal. 

Then Penny went off at Claire again and damn, even Rien wanted to leave now. Things hardly bothered them but they were starting to get pissed at just how much arguments were going on. They barely knew any of the people involved but it just seemed like this Penny kid was being an ass for the sake of it. She wasn’t really making them want to have to work with her for this whole ‘guardian’ shit either. 

Caelea had to say that Penny was really starting to piss her off too – she didn’t like Britney by any means, but Claire was one of the few people she [i]did[/i] like. And even she thought this girl was going on a bit. Really, what was the problem with just punching someone and having it settled? No need to shout on and on. Easier to get it solved with some good old physical violence (and then they all wouldn’t have to hear things they didn’t want to hear).

“What the fuck?” Rien was thrown off when they were suddenly in some weird space  that was hitting far too close to their hair colour for comfort. And they did not remember being transparent normally. It was just like that dream… how strange. 

Min had crouched down, scrutinising the transparent floor they were standing on. How did that work? How did any of this work? 

“I’ve always wanted to be stuck in a strange blue room,” Caelea muttered sarcastically, though really she was relieved that something had happened to stop the arguing. 

“This is nice and all, but where are we?” Rien looked around in confusion. “I feel like I’m in a dream, cause I know I’m definitely sober. What even happened?”

Though that brought up another question in their mind – if they were all transparent and ghost like could they even physically interact? 


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[code] Grand Ridge Academy – Outside Conference Room[/code] [hr]

 Tuyen jumped slightly as David spoke to her, having not really paid attention to her surroundings in the rush to leave the room. Even being out of it she was not feeling good. The panicky feeling wasn’t going anywhere nor was the crushing sense of self loathing. She really just wanted to get away from everything and back to the comfort of her room (though she knew Min would be annoyed if she didn’t talk to him after).

“Uh,” she stammered slightly, trying to think of how to explain it. “There were two people arguing a lot, then someone else pulled a bat out of a drawing and then everything went dark. I think that about summarises it.”

“It just turned into a bit of a shit show.” She paused, hearing more shouting from inside. “I’m assuming it hasn’t got any better.”

Yeah, she definitely wasn’t going back in there even if she’d left some stuff behind.