[color=666fff][h3]Alyona[/h3][/color]

[@Spin The Wheel]

Aly stumbled out of the alleyway. Each step was an effort, but she was at least able to move. She took her time to round the next corner, one of many she'd need to take on the way home. She felt the stares of others. Maybe they were concerned, maybe they were pitying her. She was hoping to give off enough of an aura to discourage anyone trying to help her.

Of course, someone piped up. Alyona clenched her hand. The last thing she needed was some other delusional kid to get the wrong idea. She had half a mind to slash at the source of the voice with a lance - maybe she'd catch him by surprise and absorb enough energy to be able to run before he recovered. Her lances didn't leave any permanent scars. It'd be a hard sell to convince the police that any real damage was done. 

However, as she turned to see the boy face-to-face, her glare of disdain turned briefly to confusion as she looked over Jeremy - then she burst into laughter when she reached the hat on his head. "[b][color=666fff][What the hell?][/color][/b]" she exclaimed in Yekaterinan, then quickly switched back to Rhean. "[b][color=666fff]Oh gods, I'm being asked if I need help! By someone in a wizard hat![/color][/b]" As she laughed, her face twitched with pain and tears formed in her eyes. "[b][color=666fff]I can't... It hurts to laugh... I'm definitely in Hell...[/color][/b]" She gasped, clutching her side and steadying herself on the nearby wall. Crumpling to the floor, it almost seemed like her laughter was equally dispersed among sobbing.

Overall, she gave off the impression that she was [i]not[/i] okay.

[hr][color=mediumspringgreen][h3]Alex[/h3][/color]

[@KillamriX88]

Alex was no good at hiding her feelings, so she was certain Wolf could tell when she flinched at the mention of Vera. She didn't even notice it herself until she had already done it, and she couldn't meet Wolf's eyes. '[color=mediumspringgreen]Ah. I couldn't keep it together. I should probably be honest...[/color]' She thought to herself, immediately overcome with self-awareness.

"[b][color=mediumspringgreen]W-We talked... Um. Sort of.[/color][/b]" Alex started fumbling with her words, thinking of how to bring up what happened without making it sound bad - or rather, without making it sound like what actually happened. "[color=mediumspringgreen][b]T-There was a l-lot to discuss, and we... Uh... I was...[/b][/color]"

Alex couldn't put together the right words. '[color=mediumspringgreen]What am I going to say?! "I ran into her in an illegal fighting ring that I was visiting because I thought my powers would get a bunch of people cheering for me?" Or maybe "We talked but mainly punched each other?" What was I thinking, trying to be honest?!?![/color]' She tried to take a deep breath, clenching at the hem of her uniform.

"[color=mediumspringgreen][b]M-Maybe we didn't talk, actually...[/b][/color]" It was sort of the truth. After all, it was [i]Andras[/i] at the Midnight Tournament, not the meek student Alexandria. Totally different people. "[b][color=mediumspringgreen]I-I just saw her somewhere...?[/color][/b]" Alex wasn't sure if the wrenching nervousness she felt in her gut was because she was lying to her friend, or because she was scared of telling the truth. "[color=mediumspringgreen][b]I-Is she... Well? Er. I mean, you're still talking to her, right?[/b][/color]" Alex weakly tried to divert the conversation.