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"Awwww", Cancer said disappointed, heading to the kitchen with the others.

Ashlynn, no longer distracted, looked back at Mable. "Yeah, good as new. Thanks." She patted Mable on the head lightly, and proceeded to deal with the task ahead: kitchen duty.
Distracted, Ashlynn looked towards the source of all the commotion: Carolyn vs Ivy. They went full-out, and both of them were very formidable opponents. And, most interesting to Ashlynn, despite Carolyn's prefect status, it seems that even she is not perfect.

"FIGHT CLUB FIGHT CLUB FIGHT CLUB!", an excited Cancer chanted, fists pumping in the air. "Leeeeeeeeeet's get ready to ruuuuuuuumbleeeeeee!"
Ashlynn turned her head to Mable. The little girl practically radiated self-confidence issues. Ashlynn felt a bit bad for her. A young girl like Mable shouldn't have to see so much blood be spilled at that age. They should be doing... Girly things, like talking about boys and shopping for clothes. Not this.

"Hey kid. Sleep well?", Ashlynn asked with a small tinge of sincerity in her voice.
Scenario 2

Ashlynn watched the Mable and Carolyn make their exit. Revving her bike gently, she slowly went off to park it, all while trying to not make such a loud ruckus.

/Ashlynn left Scenario 2/
Scenario 3

Ashlynn never overslept if she could help it. She only did when she was ensured a restful lazy day, which came rarely. She got ready for the day, especially for 'detention' early in the morning; suit and helmet on, backpack grabbed, and out the door.

She arrived at the outside door to the kitchens, only to see the faces from last night. She leaned on the wall in front of the door, arms crossed, waiting calmly. But the calm was short lived.
Scenario 3

Cancer, on the other hand, woke up late. Not very punctual and very much one to do things last minute, he rushed out of his dorm room and sprinted his way down the halls; his hands were rigid and went up and down with each step.

Getting closer to the kitchens, he checked his left wrist whilst sprinting. There was no watch, as he didn't wear one, but he stared at where the watch should be anyway. "NO NO NO NO NO", he yelled while on his way to his destination.

He finally made it to the kitchen doors and skidded to a halt. "YES YES YES YES YES", he yelled again after seeing Carolyn- meaning he was not late. Yes!

Cancer looked around him, noticing everyone still drowsy. He especially noticed Ashlynn, who was wearing a motorcycle helmet at near 6 AM.

"Nice helmet!"

Ashlynn's head turned to him, noticing his helmet. "Nice.. Face." She turned her head away from him, staring blankly at the wall across from her through her visor.
Ashlynn scoffed at Leo's remark. "Pfft. You were there? Were you hiding?"

She then proceeded to tilt her head back as far as possible, allowing Carolyn to check for scars.

"So would you like an excuse slip from the Guardians, or no?"
Ashlynn sighed, getting closer to Carolyn while still on the bike, revving the throttle gently in order to do so. She didn't feel like it was necessary to dismount.

"They probably did forget how to breathe. It's been a bit of a rough night. Like, a really rough night."
Scenario 2

After leaving the warehouse, Ashlynn flew to where she parked her bike (which she probably should have done instead of walking anyway). Like hell she's just going to ditch a such beautifully crafted machine, even after her near-death experience. It was also her way of transport around the city, to make it seem like she wasn't a Wanderer at all. Couldn't be too careful these days.

The mechanical horse gave out a low growl as Ashlynn approached the gates of The Academy slowly. As she did so, she also approached Carolyn, still mounted on her bike.

"Great," she muttered under her breath.
"If I gave birth, I'm pretty sure I would know about it," Ashlynn said looking over her shoulder, still walking.

She established a private mind-link with Mable after rotating her right shoulder a couple times.

"You COULD have, but you DIDN'T. So thanks. I mean it. I owe you." Ashlynn turned her head forwards again. "I don't know about you, but I find it a little creepy that a boy I never met somehow a) knows my name, and b) just so happens to be where *I* am at this time at night."

She kept walking, back towards Mable and Jacob, and did that badass wave-without-looking-back kind of thing. "I'll see you around."

Ashlynn hovered off of the ground slowly, only to shoot off towards The Academy a few moments later.

/Ashlynn left Scenario 1/
Ashlynn, with an empty gaze, blinked at Leo. She was not in the mood to talk, let alone be talked to as if she was some child refugee. She looked around her surroundings, first noticing Mable and her blood-soaked clothes, and dusted herself off after she got up.

She picked up her now-battered helmet off the ground and made her way closer to the entrance of the now-destroyed warehouse after nodding to the Guardian's White Mages as a form of silent thank you.

What the hell was THAT about? And what's with them calling me mother..?, Ashlynn thought as she walked.
Darn! And here I was, hoping Ashlynn and Mable would become friends after this whole ordeal!
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