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Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

@KaiserElectric I'm obviously not Evil, but he mentioned in the interest check just a day ago that we're always accepting. :)

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Kailani

Another day, another rotation around this galaxy's sun. The sharp, piercing light was fascinating to stare into, as Kailani had found out when she had first landed. Not enough to stop her from tearing into the white pod she had landed in, of course, but afterward as she soaked in this new environment. A soft ground that crumbled under her claws, the soft browns and vivid greens that painted the surroundings, and the bright sunlight streaming from the ball in the sky. She had spent so long staring at it, soaking in the warmth that settled deep in her scales, for a moment she forgot of the feast. A star, and what a star it was!

Then, as usual, the hunger returned. It had never left.

When Kailani got out of here, she was going to soak up so much sunlight. There was none of it down here. And barely any food! All 'rations', and 'portions', and 'controlled', and 'don't eat people'.

People shouldn't be so tasty, then.

Someone yelling broke up the monotony, prompting a tilt of Kailani's head to incline her ear towards the noise. Her eyes, however, never roamed from her task in hand. Click click click went the little enrichment cube, the colored squares spinning this way and that. The voice outside her cell mentioned the Good Doctor Novis, but the harsh spitting words of a guard was her only response. Yep, that seemed pretty typical here!

But Kailani was so close! She had two of the red colored lines set up, and if she could just get the last set of three in place-

Click click, clatter.

Honeyed eyed followed the path of the tiny cube that had broken off the larger one, bouncing away in its myriad of colors. Three sides red, blue, yellow. A corner piece, a fraction of the size of the bigger one, that finally settled a few feet away on the concrete floor with one last jitter of plastic.

A moment passed, the creature in the cell staring unblinking at the happy yellow that gazed back.

In a flurry of motion Kailani lunged for the small piece. Her knees scraped under the thin uniform pants against the concrete, spindly fingers scrabbling as she wrenched the piece of plastic to the muzzle locked around her lower face. The plastic cube bashed repeatedly into the bars as she struggled to force it through, and as the edge finally gave way a guttural noise crashed through her lungs at the scrap of sustenance. Within moments, and without any conscious thought, her fingers pried the rest of the enrichment cube into its smaller parts, each one disappearing into the waiting jaws.

It took a few more moments, relishing the scraps of solid material before Kailani reached for the enrichment cube to fiddle with once more.

... Oh. Right.

A chuffing sigh escaped the girl, and she spent a moment mulling over her options of what to do now. Decision made, she promptly threw herself on the ground and howled to the ceiling gods.

"I'm hungry! I'm hungry. I'm boooored!"

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Kailani

Name

Unpronounceable in human tongue.

Known Aliases

Kailani

Age

Unknown, but appearance-wise late teens.

Appearance

There are two sides to Kailani’s appearance, the more common one around Project Borehole being an incredibly small, unassuming young girl. Standing at a whole 4’11’’, Kailani is deceptively fragile looking. She has rich dark brown hair that goes to mid back - though is usually pulled up in some capacity-, and tawny, light-brown skin with honey eyes. She has a fondness for thick cardigans and bright colors, but rarely gets access to them.

Of course, her nature can’t be entirely hidden even in this form. Despite its small stature, Kailani’s form is incredibly heavy; easily hundreds of pounds densely packed into what looks like little more than a young girl. The second tell is the most subtle, as there’s an ever-present hunger that lingers in her gaze.

These oddities are entirely down to what Kailani actually is, which isn’t human. Her species has been given the common name Devourer, a monstrous alien with never-ending hunger. Her true form is comparable to a full-size SUV, and just as heavy if not more. With thick purple plates along the sides and back, two large clawed arms, and a slavering mouth of teeth that can crush through anything a Devourer is a tank of a creature. In this form Kailani speaks in equal parts growling, chittering, and low pitches unheard to the human ear.

Alien Appearance Reference

Psyche Profile

In many ways, Kailani could easily be described as a puppy. Excitable, curious, and hasn’t quite learned the nuance of what is and isn’t a chew toy. She is incredibly upbeat, often sporting a toothy grin and bright eyes, not shying away from even the most dangerous of beings with questions and chatter. Her own danger comes from the fact that though she appears fascinated by humans, and when properly enriched can even seem harmless - aside from talking your ear off-, Kailani is always hungry. Given the opportunity, she can and will eat even those that have bonded with her - though she seems to prefer other sources if given a choice between the two. With no choice, there isn’t a shred of hesitation or regret. She has no moral backing when it comes to her own needs, be it hunger or plain curiosity.

Speaking of, it’s a good idea to keep an eye on her at all times considering that ‘eating’ is her usual way of exploring or discovering something she’s curious about.

Background

It was a year and a half ago that Kailani’s carnage was first discovered. At first, it was assumed that a small meteor had hit one of the smaller Hawaiian Islands in the middle of the night, nothing more than a write away for excited space enthusiasts in the rumble of the impact.

Within eight hours, the nearest town greeted the dawn to families gone, buildings burrowed though, and a monster excitedly bounding from building to building to break it open like a demented Kinder Surprise. To make things even more convoluted, when confronted by a superhero she couldn’t just chew through, Kailani’s form melded and morphed into what seemed to just be a happy girl, blood splattered across her lower face and fingers as she excitedly chittered and asked what they were made of.

Though eventually contained, Kailani’s arrival was marked with blood and destruction. Truly, it seemed she didn’t even understand what was wrong. She was hungry, and so she ate. She was curious, and so she ate. When superheroes traced the path back, they found the crater she must’ve arrived in, and there had to have been something that encapsulated her considering the miniscule pieces of a white plastic-like material. Predictably, it seems Kailani awoke from her sleep and promptly ate her way out of the pod. Then the rest of it.

Interrogations were an exercise in futility. Kailani appeared to be a very young Devourer, speaking of being born with dozens of siblings deep in the crust of their planet, and ending with only three of them left after the strong feasted on the weak. Trying to get any information about her planet resulted in descriptions of tastes, textures, and smells - even how she ended up on Earth deviated from talk of being transported to a new home right to how she likes how the ‘human’ bones crunch and have sauce in the middle of them. Though they did get quite a bit of information about her own species, Kailani didn’t seem to have satisfactory answers to anything outside of that. Eventually the superhero that stopped her offered to take her in. That ended poorly, when she ended up eating the arm of his other sidekick when told not to damage his base.

In truth, it’s a combination of her own danger and the fact that she’s not a very helpful subject that ended up with Kailani in Thornwood. After all, it had the facilities to keep her in line and allowed further study while keeping others away from her gaping maw. Maybe it was even a bit of green lining the pockets of others, as surely an alien that could utilize changing their very DNA would be of interest to certain studies conducted there.

Skills, Talents and Learning

Eating! … Wait, that’s not a skill? In truth, considering her short time on Earth Kailani’s most useful aspects are her powers rather than any learned skills. That being said, she can speak English and Hawaiian, and knows how to operate small boats for all its worth.

Power(s) and Capabilities

Black Hole: Kailani’s race appears to be able to consume anything that’s handed to her. Solids, liquids, acids, rocks, bones, fresh, rotten - she can digest absolutely everything, as well as bite through everything with a combination of powerful jaws and strangely coated teeth, not to mention a reinforced throat.

Adaption: This alien is also extremely adaptable to her environment, as she has to be in order to eat whatever is in it. When she eats enough of a species she can take on qualities of it in shapeshifting - but not specific ones she ate, rather just a variation of the race. As well as that, in a unique quirk it appears her very lungs will adapt to her environment to purify the air; on earth she breathes in carbon monoxide and exhales oxygen due to adapting to humans rather than something like trees. Further, her body destroys harmful pathogens she inhales.

Power Limits

Needs to eat a large amount of a species to adapt to it, and though Kailani can eat enough that her other needs or wants will become apparent, she’s never truly sated.

Known Vulnerabilities

Kailani’s biggest flaw is always going to relate directly back to her hunger. Due to her incredibly ravenous appetite, her body will begin to eat itself in as little as six hours without food, and she would die after only two days without sustenance. Further, though her true form is built like a tank, she is particularly vulnerable to mental and elemental powers. In her human shapeshift she isn’t nearly as armored, and a normal bullet would easily pierce her skin - the only exception appears to be the inside of her mouth and throat.

Motives

Hunger, hunger, hunger. Kailani longs to no longer be on this forced diet, yet even more than that she longs for something different than this place she has been confined to. When she first landed there were strange plants, small creatures, the smell of salt, the taste of blood and marrow and glass and plastic. Now it’s all grey walls and ‘portions’.

Recommended Containment Procedures

Keeping Kailani in her human form is key. She’s to be outfitted with a collar and ‘muzzle’, the latter to keep her from simply eating anything in her way, the former to shock her into unconsciousness should she try to change forms. Food intake is limited and has to be worked around the muzzle - she’s not meant to be starved, but by keeping her on strict portions she’s less energetic and more malleable with promises of food.

As an aside, she doesn't need to be fed typical food and can be used to dispose of garbage, plastics, or rot.

Notes

Tends to describe things in taste and texture rather than anything useful. Her favorite Earth food is batteries.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay.

@Zapdos Thanks for the recommendation Zapdos, even if we haven't RP'd in awhile!

@Eviledd1984 Here's a CS, as promised. Hopefully I put decent enough breadcrumbs for why an alien would be at Thornwood rather than some lab in there. Further, though I had the idea before realizing Lurking Shadow's character had some eating-abilities, I believe the idea is far enough apart it shouldn't be a problem. If you disagree, I will of course change or think of something different!

Kailani

Name

Unpronounceable in human tongue.

Known Aliases

Kailani

Age

Unknown, but appearance-wise late teens.

Appearance

There are two sides to Kailani’s appearance, the more common one around Project Borehole being an incredibly small, unassuming young girl. Standing at a whole 4’11’’, Kailani is deceptively fragile looking. She has rich dark brown hair that goes to mid back - though is usually pulled up in some capacity-, and tawny, light-brown skin with honey eyes. She has a fondness for thick cardigans and bright colors, but rarely gets access to them.

Of course, her nature can’t be entirely hidden even in this form. Despite its small stature, Kailani’s form is incredibly heavy; easily hundreds of pounds densely packed into what looks like little more than a young girl. The second tell is the most subtle, as there’s an ever-present hunger that lingers in her gaze.

These oddities are entirely down to what Kailani actually is, which isn’t human. Her species has been given the common name Devourer, a monstrous alien with never-ending hunger. Her true form is comparable to a full-size SUV, and just as heavy if not more. With thick purple plates along the sides and back, two large clawed arms, and a slavering mouth of teeth that can crush through anything a Devourer is a tank of a creature. In this form Kailani speaks in equal parts growling, chittering, and low pitches unheard to the human ear.

Alien Appearance Reference

Psyche Profile

In many ways, Kailani could easily be described as a puppy. Excitable, curious, and hasn’t quite learned the nuance of what is and isn’t a chew toy. She is incredibly upbeat, often sporting a toothy grin and bright eyes, not shying away from even the most dangerous of beings with questions and chatter. Her own danger comes from the fact that though she appears fascinated by humans, and when properly enriched can even seem harmless - aside from talking your ear off-, Kailani is always hungry. Given the opportunity, she can and will eat even those that have bonded with her - though she seems to prefer other sources if given a choice between the two. With no choice, there isn’t a shred of hesitation or regret. She has no moral backing when it comes to her own needs, be it hunger or plain curiosity.

Speaking of, it’s a good idea to keep an eye on her at all times considering that ‘eating’ is her usual way of exploring or discovering something she’s curious about.

Background

It was a year and a half ago that Kailani’s carnage was first discovered. At first, it was assumed that a small meteor had hit one of the smaller Hawaiian Islands in the middle of the night, nothing more than a write away for excited space enthusiasts in the rumble of the impact.

Within six hours, the nearest town greeted the dawn to families gone, buildings burrowed though, and a monster excitedly bounding from building to building to break it open like a demented Kinder Surprise. To make things even more convoluted, when confronted by a superhero she couldn’t just chew through, Kailani’s form melded and morphed into what seemed to just be a happy girl, blood splattered across her lower face and fingers as she excitedly chittered and asked what they were made of.

Though eventually contained, Kailani’s arrival was marked with blood and destruction. Truly, it seemed she didn’t even understand what was wrong. She was hungry, and so she ate. She was curious, and so she ate. When superheroes traced the path back, they found the crater she must’ve arrived in, and there had to have been something that encapsulated her considering the miniscule pieces of a white plastic-like material. Predictably, it seems Kailani awoke from her sleep and promptly ate her way out of the pod. Then the rest of it.

Interrogations were an exercise in futility. Kailani appeared to be a very young Devourer, speaking of being born with dozens of siblings deep in the crust of their planet, and ending with only three of them left after the strong feasted on the weak. Trying to get any information about her planet resulted in descriptions of tastes, textures, and smells - even how she ended up on Earth deviated from talk of being transported to a new home right to how she likes how the ‘human’ bones crunch and have sauce in the middle of them. Though they did get quite a bit of information about her own species, Kailani didn’t seem to have satisfactory answers to anything outside of that. Eventually the superhero that stopped her offered to take her in. That ended poorly, when she ended up eating the arm of his other sidekick when told not to damage his base.

In truth, it’s a combination of her own danger and the fact that she’s not a very helpful subject that ended up with Kailani in Thornwood. After all, it had the facilities to keep her in line and allowed further study while keeping others away from her gaping maw. Maybe it was even a bit of green lining the pockets of others, as surely an alien that could utilize changing their very DNA would be of interest to certain studies conducted there.

Skills, Talents and Learning

Eating! … Wait, that’s not a skill? In truth, considering her short time on Earth Kailani’s most useful aspects are her powers rather than any learned skills. That being said, she can speak English and Hawaiian, and knows how to operate small boats for all its worth.

Power(s) and Capabilities

Black Hole: Kailani’s race appears to be able to consume anything that’s handed to her. Solids, liquids, acids, rocks, bones, fresh, rotten - she can digest absolutely everything, as well as bite through everything with a combination of powerful jaws and strangely coated teeth, not to mention a reinforced throat.

Adaption: This alien is also extremely adaptable to her environment, as she has to be in order to eat whatever is in it. When she eats enough of a species she can take on qualities of it in shapeshifting - but not specific ones she ate, rather just a variation of the race. As well as that, in a unique quirk it appears her very lungs will adapt to her environment to purify the air; on earth she breathes in carbon monoxide and exhales oxygen due to adapting to humans rather than something like trees. Further, her body destroys harmful pathogens she inhales.

Power Limits

Needs to eat a large amount of a species to adapt to it, and though Kailani can eat enough that her other needs or wants will become apparent, she’s never truly sated.

Known Vulnerabilities

Kailani’s biggest flaw is always going to relate directly back to her hunger. Due to her incredibly ravenous appetite, her body will begin to eat itself in as little as six hours without food, and she would die after only two days without sustenance. Further, though her true form is built like a tank, she is particularly vulnerable to mental and elemental powers. In her human shapeshift she isn’t nearly as armored, and a normal bullet would easily pierce her skin - the only exception appears to be the inside of her mouth and throat.

Motives

Hunger, hunger, hunger. Kailani longs to no longer be on this forced diet, yet even more than that she longs for something different than this place she has been confined to. When she first landed there were strange plants, small creatures, the smell of salt, the taste of blood and marrow and glass and plastic. Now it’s all grey walls and ‘portions’.

Recommended Containment Procedures

Keeping Kailani in her human form is key. She’s to be outfitted with a collar and ‘muzzle’, the latter to keep her from simply eating anything in her way, the former to shock her into unconsciousness should she try to change forms. Food intake is limited and has to be worked around the muzzle - she’s not meant to be starved, but by keeping her on strict portions she’s less energetic and more malleable with promises of food.

As an aside, she doesn't need to be fed typical food and can be used to dispose of garbage, plastics, or rot.

Notes

Tends to describe things in taste and texture rather than anything useful. Her favorite Earth food is batteries.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay.

Hey, loving the idea and was thinking of a character as long as you're still accepting. Since you said that you're alright with a variety of powers, I was wondering if an alien creature would be acceptable? I would understand completely if not, but no harm in asking!

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

Valeria Silaov

“I would be happy to help!” Val beamed at Caleb’s words, a grin lighting up her features as she nodded. It was a relief that she wasn’t the only one lagging behind - the phrase was misery loves company, wasn’t it? “I will even bring more bribery for you. Speaking of,” Her eyes turned to Elysia as the other woman approached, and she lifted a hand to wave, accompanied by a shrug after taking in her note. Of course, it seemed everyone was trickling in a little late, as Kyle soon joined them followed shortly by their TA.

“Good afternoon Miss Ward,” The athlete greeted politely, waiting patiently as the door was opened. She allowed the others inside first before following, picking a seat a bit far. Val couldn’t help but assume the others would do most of the talking. Instead she plucked a coffee from the drinks Elysia had brought, giving her a quick thanks before setting her own treats down - closer to the TA. Collective bribery was always effective!

Her paper came out next, a mere page and a half. She felt rather bad seeing Caleb’s paper, resolving to definitely help.

Now, Valeria was self-aware enough to know that the others would be more effective at this. Between Kyle’s apparent power, Caleb’s smooth talk, and Rowan’s leadership they should have this in hand. She was here as … back up, mostly she supposed. As such, she waited patiently, giving Bela her signature wide grin and a little wave. Of course, she couldn’t help but add on one friendly little quip.

“I hope it is powerful, I always welcome the extra push in my workouts.”

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

Valeria Silaov

“My friends!” Val’s voice boomed as she approached Room 204 of the Library Annex, dressed in a form fitting black half top that showed off her arms and a strip of her stomach paired with a set of loose flowing white pants, not seeming to notice some of the looks thrown her way. Thankfully her voice dropped to a normal level, and soon any wandering gazes returned to their own work. “I brought gifts!”

After her morning run, workout, and subsequent shower it had been a trip to the bakery. A little out of the way of campus, but not too bad considering how much time she had. Plus, it was in theme! Proudly, Val presented the box she had with her bag - a simple white thing with a clear plastic lid. Inside were a dozen chocolate and vanilla mini cupcakes, each topped with a little music note.

“I was going to get traditional donuts for our meeting, but I saw they could decorate the tiny cakes! I do not know what Elysia’s drawing meant, but I figure buttering our TA wouldn’t hurt, right?” The Russian beamed, a grin full of teeth and obviously not feeling the press the others had. At least, not visually - sleepless eyes hidden behind a careful application of makeup. “Oh, and I brought my essay. Eh, what I have for it anyway…” She shuffled her feet awkwardly for a moment, smile dimming before returning in full force. Her voice pitched low as she leaned in towards the three before her.

“I am getting quite good with my ability. It does not work on phones very well, though.”

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

Valeria Silaov

It seemed to be a mutual understanding when their little group broke up, though Kyle’s departure was rather sudden. Val tilted her head as she watched him leave, akin to a puppy, before turning to her own things to begin packing up as the others did. A thoughtful hum bubbled up in her throat as the others expressed their own little oddities, but…

”I do not have one, I think,” The athlete stated, unsure, as she threw her bag over her shoulder. ”I will have to think on it!” She flashed the others a grin, raising a hand to give a wave before departing.

A minute after everyone had already left however, Val returned. She forgot to pay the bill. Oops.

It was only later that night that the thoughts churned in her mind. Her workout routine was almost automatic, an easy to remember pattern that she didn’t even have to think about and was engraved in her mind. What was Val particularly good at? The only thing that really crossed her mind was she was a little more athletic than her peers. Something she was very proud of, but that was only her own hard work.

It had to be.

A deep sigh escaped Val’s nose as her phone went off nearby, and she set the dumbbell in one hand down to reach out for it. The weight clanked loudly, but her ground floor apartment was only shared with her cats for this particular reason. In truth, she was very lucky with everything that life has granted to her - and her very supportive parents, of course.

Actually, her phone’s buzz reminded her of something. Val quickly opened the group chat that Caleb had sent Kyle’s notes to, typing out a quick ’This is Val, please feel free to add my phone number’ followed by a few heart emojis, and a turtle since it was cute. Satisfied, she thumbed the notification for a new text, and promptly laughed out loud at the message from Caleb. It was nice that he was so accepting, even if he did call her a sea creature. She typed out a quick thumbs up emoji, only to quickly erase it as inspiration struck. Instead, she sent eight thumbs up with an octopus emoji in the middle. Brilliant.

Quite pleased with herself, Valeria set her phone down and reached for the dumbbell once more, only to pause.

”Oh no, the essay!”

Another pause.

”Wait, did anyone else get a heart in their drink?”

---

A sharp gasp escaped Val’s lips as she half sat up in bed with a startled jerk, a yowl sounding from her chest. She caught herself for only a moment, before her stricken gaze quickly found the displeased, fluffy forest cat that had tumbled into her lap into an equally unimpressed white and orange bastard.

”Oh, Rybka, I’m sorry boy! Here, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Her hands soothed over his fur, the russian words slipping out easily. As the other cat squirmed away, another hand found his ears to scratch behind them - this one a glowing orange. Soothing the two cats and asking their forgiveness chased away the shadows of the dream that still clung to Valeria’s mind, wisping away with countless others and leaving only an impression of darkness, and glowing eyes peering at her from high above.

Valeria’s morning routine was amazingly efficient when she had access to a helping hand - or four. As she stretched her actual arms high above her head, loosening up for her morning run, a glowing hand ran her brush through her hair. Another two were readying her cats’ food, and a fourth was struggling to open her phone. Apparently whatever these light-based appendages were made of, the screen of a modern smart phone couldn’t recognize it. Finally Val gave up and grabbed the phone with her actual hand to open it.

’I am aware of a couple boys that are quite tired of me waking them with these dreams’ She sent quickly in response to Caleb. Setting the food bowls down, she snapped a pic of Rybka and Creamsicle gathering and attached it after her message.

”You two be good, I’ll be back soon!”

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

Valeria Silaov

For all of her pumped up energy, when Val’s sleeve was tugged she slowly sank down into her seat once more, and definitely did not pout. “Everyone always needs extra arms,” she muttered under her breath in defiance. However, her eyes lifted at Caleb’s last words, focusing on Kalama. The athlete frowned as she examined the other woman, tilting her head slowly, before finally leaning towards Caleb and nudging him with her arm - gently, as he had taken on her own bruised biceps.

“Do not push her, she might not be comfortable yet.” Val gave him a meaningful glance, sympathy evident in her eyes. For however useful her friend’s ability was, she still recalled how saddened he was at the mention of the fire. Considering what she knew of the incident that happened mere days ago, she couldn’t blame him. It was possible Kalama had the same problem, and if so there was no need to scare her away from their little group so soon. They had all barely met!

Val blew out a deep breath, crossing her arms on the table to lean against and finally nodding. “Caleb and Kyle taking point seem like a good team, if Kyle feels up to it. How is your head feeling? If you are not well, it can wait until tomorrow - another day will not harm us.” She didn’t know if the swell of concern she felt was the leftovers from Kyle’s … Suggestiveness, but the Russian supposed it didn’t matter. Concern wasn’t that terrible of a thing to be pressed upon, comparatively. She did feel bad for how obviously Rowan and Caleb did not enjoy the revelation, though hopefully they realized it was beyond his control.

And she was still confused why Elysia blew her a weird kiss.

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

Valeria Silaov

“Ken?” A thoughtful hum emerged from Val, her brows furrowing. She leaned back in her chair, balancing on the back legs far enough that if it wasn’t for her fine control she’d probably have a repeat introduction to the floor. “The rat was very strange. And he was very defensive. Maybe it is because he was as freaked out as we are? Oh!” She pushed forward once more, landing back on all four legs.

“One of us should tell him. He is probably as disturbed by this as well.” The athlete nodded decisively, before promptly forgetting her own words as she turned concerned eyes to Kyle and Elysia. Turning her gaze away, Val grabbed her bag and began digging in it. “I think outside drink is not allowed, but we will blind ourselves for this, yes?” She gave a little wink to Kalama, as the only one at the table who actually worked in Poor Yorick’s. From the Russian’s pack came a bottle of water that she slid towards Elysia, despite the girl having a coffee present.

“Caffeine will make you more anxious. Have water for now, it will keep you hydrated.” After that came another bottle, this one of over-the-counter pain relief, which she shook two out of before grasping Kyle’s wrist - the same that Caleb had grabbed - and pressing them into his palm. “Here. I do not know if they will help with … all this, but it cannot hurt. Worse. It cannot hurt worse.”

They were thrown back into her pack. Always useful things in there, being physically inclined. Nothing worse than tripping on a run and limping back home miserable since you didn’t come prepared for a tumble. Which is why she was a little cross at Caleb earlier - she didn’t even get anything for that little scrape off, he didn’t have to hurt himself to prove his remorse!

“I think you are correct, Rowan. I began having the strange dreams after class two weeks ago. Then around all of you today, a strange pull - but not to anyone else, which is strange too. Why only us?” Valeria shrugged, giving a wide, but sheepish grin that showed her teeth. “I thought at first it was just pull to pretty girls, but, no offense, Rowan and Kyle are not pretty girls. Caleb might be.

“But for now we must calm down. We cannot break down Mr. Mouse’s door - well, between us all we could, but it is very rude. I do not recommend breaking people’s doors. Maybe during office hours?” There was a pause, before Val stood up abruptly, taking one last long drink of the frankly fantastic latte from Kalama before setting the cup down roughly and grabbing her bag to throw over a shoulder. “No! This is not time for office hours! We will talk to him now and find out what the words meant! But with no door breaking, because that is rude!”