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The end of Kijani arc can hold off... I mean, this invasion thing won't last a long time in-game anyway. I can actually fit it into what I have planned for her. It'll just be another strike against her.

So yeah. Sorry about my absence. I've been constantly exhausted this entire week. As soon as 9pm or so hits, I can't do anything besides crawl into bed. >_< My night owl is apparently dead...
Devika will definitely go see about the Skarves. Her magic is made for understanding others.
Right.

So is the talent show not happening, then?
KatherinWinter said
I'm not sure that I understand the idea. I would be willing to try but am alittle worried it would get us too far from the academy plot


This.

I like the first part. The teachers going away. But maybe it's a lure for them... and the real target is the school. So while the adults are out, someone evil decides to attack the students. So they've gotta all band together to defeat this.
*Just starts cursing*
I made a post two weeks ago and it never appeared! What the fuck, dammit!
I'm still here, more or less! ^_^ Good to see you're ok, Crim.
Kijani was clinging to Mr. Croil for dear life. Despite the rain and hail, some stern governess living in the back of her head was berating her about being so friendly with a man that wasn't her husband. Luckily that voice was quashed when a rather large hunk of ice nearly smashed into her foot. It looked like it could have broken her toes, at the least. Improper or not, she was not going to break anything, and neither was he. Her cold hands felt frozen to the handle of the lantern. She wouldn't let it go, even though the flame was barely alive. Her fingertips felt numb and burned with cold, and she was having serious thought about at what temperature metal could freeze to human skin.

She could feel Mr. Croil's hands shaking against her. Even through the cold, even through her fear, even though his hands were just as ice-cold as the rest of her- she still felt some trigger of warmth, deep in her body. That would bear thinking about later, though, hopefully when they weren't about to freeze solid!

The mill, dark against the gloomy sky, was a welcome sight, even in it's eerieness. At Mr. Croil's insistence, she pressed forward with all of her strength. Something about his voice gave her courage, and she hit the door, yanking the handle open with stiff and aching fingers. Once they were both safely in, she shoved the door shut against the wind and weather, and slumped against it once it was fully closed.

"...Are you alright?" She only spoke once she'd settled against the nearest wall, and caught her breath. It seemed her clothes had taken on ten extra pounds, as they were fully soaked and dripping with water. Her hair was plastered to her scalp, and ice cold. With a faint sigh, she took a fistful of her damp dreadlocks and started to carefully wring them out.
Considering you haven't been here, Avan, and Ed is new... I don't think he does know.

EDIT: *snort, snicker* And Nick thinks Ryan is hitting on him. That is absolutely hilarious, and I completely endorse this confusion.
Class is officially over.

You may fire when ready.
Before the next fight could get started, the bell rang to signal the end of class. Apparently, the rest of the battles would have to wait.
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