Cherubplay

●

"I know, I wish I could make things easier for you."

2015-10-19 00:57:34

🌀

"Thank you....there....really isn't anything left to be done, though."

2015-10-19 00:58:58

●

".....I know. Just...take it easy, okay?"

2015-10-19 01:00:23

🌀

"....okay. The door's still locked, so....he can't bother me."

2015-10-19 01:01:31

●

"Good...I....finally got Lance to talk to me...sort of? If that makes you feel better."

2015-10-19 01:02:43

🌀

"....is he angry?"

2015-10-19 01:03:14

●

"Upset, and a little disappointed."

2015-10-19 01:04:42

🌀

"...oh. Well...at least now you can explain and he'll listen."

2015-10-19 01:05:15

●

"Mhmmm. I haven't...told him about what we did yet. I was drunk at the time...and he just found about my medicine as well as Ren, so I might wait a bit before telling him about it."

2015-10-19 01:07:12

🌀

"....../oh/. Oh dear. Yes, you should."

2015-10-19 01:08:12

●

"At least he's getting my medicine again soon so you won't have to worry about me too much."

2015-10-19 01:10:31

🌀

"That's good, but please, actually /take/ it."

2015-10-19 01:10:59

●

"I will. I swear on it."

2015-10-19 01:12:47

🌀

The day after Tassek had woken up dizzy and terrified, once he was recovered enough to leave the apartment again, he'd found the flash drive. With some relief, he'd taken it to school, uploaded his essay, and emailed it to the teacher. About a week after /that/, he received a response. "This essay matches, word-for-word, an assignment turned in by one of your fellow students. Until further notice, and until I can figure out who wrote it first, you're both suspended for a week. I will be contacting your legal guardians. Any further cases of plagiarism will result in expulsion or withdrawal of your scholarship." He would have screamed at the sky if he hadn't fallen asleep at his laptop instead.

2015-10-19 01:20:31

🌀

Even if he /was/ too scared to touch me now, Tassek in a bad mood wasn't pleasant to be around. So to the only other place I'm still welcome, it is....I pushed open the door to the shop.

2015-10-19 01:27:29

●

When Seculus opened the door, he was immediately greeted with feathers. Ah spring, what lovely wind it has. Lance's wings actually /looked/ like wings now, but not anywhere big as they usually were. At the moment, he was writing something on a pad of paper. He looked up, then went back to the paper. "She's in the shower." He commented.

2015-10-19 01:31:21

🌀

Some flew in my face and I sneezed. "Ah -- oh. Okay, I'll wait. ....are they feeling better?"

2015-10-19 01:32:59

●

"Hmm?" He looked behind him. "Oh. Yes. Tons. This is the most they've been out in months."

2015-10-19 01:34:18

🌀

"That's good. I'm sorry it's taking so long."

2015-10-19 01:35:34

●

"Yeah, me too." He looked up. "I see yours were cut too."

2015-10-19 01:36:23

🌀

"...yes, I....I did that on purpose." I wrung my hands a little. Would he be more upset with Ivory if I -- wait, stop. I wouldn't /have/ to tell him anything if I continued with this train of thought. See, this is how everyone feels when they talk to you. Not /everyone/, sometimes they forget... And that's so much better.

2015-10-19 01:38:04

●

"You might as well state it now." He spoke as he moved the pad of paper to the side. "There isn't much more she could of done."

2015-10-19 01:39:30

🌀

Look at that, you messed it up already. "...I asked her to cut them off for me."

2015-10-19 01:40:28

●

Oh really? "Any reason why?"

2015-10-19 01:40:52

🌀

"...because....Tassek clipped them, and they weren't growing back."

2015-10-19 01:42:10