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9 yrs ago
Current mid term on the 19 so slight delay in all my everything
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9 yrs ago
I have learned I'm allergic to deer. Still had a fun time though
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9 yrs ago
Today I have aged another year. Yay aging lol
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9 yrs ago
I passed biochemistry. Hell yes no more chemistry to deal with woo! Now to go calm my nerves before i vibrate through the floor
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9 yrs ago
I have my biochem final on Monday and am still not feeling well. My apologies for the delays.

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@Belle
Tiras Sky



Tiras made his way to the tournament slowly. He saw what happened to his half brother and almost had kit go to get some things to try to help heal. He stopped realizing that that would reveal his hidden nature. He saw Lyra's outburst and shook his head, that would not bode well for her. He quickly made his way back toward where he was to see his half brother get carried to the tent. He made a whistle sound and his black falcon flew to his shoulder...which probably revealed his tendency to wear leather.

Before he could do anything with the falcon, Lyra found him and expressed her feelings. He nodded. "I understand. At least he is still breathing to be worried about" he was going to continue when a sound caused his head to snap up. The sound of screaming. He looked at his falcon and his eyes changed color for a brief second. He did not occupy the body like he did occasionally with kit, but he did give it orders. The falcon shot into the sky and circled above the choas above before flying back to Tiras. He let the falcon land on his shoulder and his eyes changed briefly again. He looked at Lyra. "The King has been killed...it would seem the tournament has been cut short."

He heard the frightened crowd stampeding and lightly pulls Lyra to the side of the stables. This was to prevent being trampled. He hoped she didn't notice the color change...he mentally scolded himself for that as he scooped up kit on his arms to keep the fox safe. He tried to spot his sister, but the crowd was thick. Too many frightened people...how was this mess to be fixed?
Working on a post now

Throat still hurts >.<
@POOHEAD189
Cal is there too
Man I get sick for a day and all choas breaks out
@Wick
Cal heard the call from Enyo through his com and ran up. His suit on he paused. Seeing shiver In a bathrobe. The realization hurt. The helmet went down and there was a hardness in his eyes that had never been there before he looked at Enyo. "Let me try" he crouched to look at shyala. "Hey. It's okay to be upset that your mom is upset. It's not okay to hurt someone like that."

He looked up at Enyo then back at her daughter. "Sometimes people hurt each other...but you have to learn to be strong enough not to hurt them back. Do you think you can make shiver better?" he stood and looked at Enyo. "Where's wicked...worst case I can run her to her" as in if the kid didn't stop or she didn't or wasn't able to fix it. It was clear he was hurt and who knows what he will do after he helps shiver....heck even his hair seemed darker in color and his usual smile was long gone.
Loki Cage

Location: his room --> meeting location



Loki's golden feline eyes peered into darkness as he watched the time tick by. He had developed a mild insomnia quite some time ago. At least now he gets to wake up human. He waited a few moments longer before grabbing his usual attire of a black t shirt, black jeans, steel toed boots, and his sunglasses. For some odd reason, the darkness of the glasses seemed to help him deal with his odd eyesight...that and he had gotten used to concealing them.

He inhaled and prepped himself for the likely small space he was about to enter. His ever present animal side made things like that difficult. Most times he felt more animal then human. He made his way to the maze like passageways and tilted his head. His nostrils flared as he inhaled scents and followed the freshest.

He made his way to the entryway and rolled his shoulders before entering. He took note of the amount of students and the scents that seemed to belong to each. He nodded and found an empty seat...one a bit away from the others. He tilted his head as he spotted one person with wings. His inner panther took even more notice and that caused him to look away quickly and silently be thankful for the shades concealing his eyes.
I'm not feeling super great so posting from me is delayed >.<
I apologize
@Wick
Cal was taken off guard when she hugged him. For a few moments he did not hug her back. He had hurt so much. He slowly wrapped his arms around her. More moments passed as he remained silent.

"I didn't hear from you for six months....I thought..." he slowly got out of the hug and shook his head. "It will take me a little bit to forgive...." in his head he had already forgiven her. He just did not want her to leave without saying anything again. He is also afraid that maybe she doesn't mean it. He doesn't know how he would handle forgiving her then having her leave again. He looked away, trying to hide the feelings going through his eyes.
@Wick
Cal paused, the bag swung as its punching partner stopped causing for a low groan from the chains holding it attached to the ceiling. Cal closed his eyes and inhaled, his jaw clenched as he turned around. As he faced her the light showed his scar on his neck started above the collar of the deep red shirt. He stood there for a moment before speaking. "Hey" his voice was softer, the vibrancy of it dimmed with hurt. He moved around shiver and turned off the music before turning to face her again.

"Good to see you" the hurt was even visible on his eyes. Most likely, hurt is what lead to the scars he now has. He let the heart pain get in the way and let himself get a tad careless.
@Belle
Tiras is there :P

And he's got kit :3
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