Saint Poemandres Boarding School

[CounterAttack]

"I get it. Some secrets are best left unspoken. But if you ever change your mind, I'm here for you," Rochelle answered, giving Lillith a brief hug. "Don't you ever forget that." She tried to think of something else to say, not really sure what to do or how best to comfort her friend. "Um... maybe we shouldn't be talking about this any more," she added, noting the look on the Lamia's face.

 

[revolverwolf]

Lillith had not expected the hug... It threw her off a bit.

[small]"Y-yeh, okay..."[/small] she nodded weakly, glad that she didn't have to explain anything just yet. "We can go find Sven." The sooner this and the incident were both forgotten, the better. Finding Sven and going to do something normal would work well enough to help her.

 

[CounterAttack]

"He said he was going to head back to the library, if that's okay with you," Rochelle said, opening the door for Lillith before she went through herself. "Besides, I need to pick up my textbooks before classes start... I think they'll start up in a few days, might be next week. I'll ask one of the library staff when we get there."

As they stepped into the elevator together, Rochelle couldn't help but think about Lillith's, well... 'eating habits'. She tugged a loose feather from one wing - it felt like pulling a few hairs from her head, only a little less painful - and rested it in her palm. It looked like all the others she possessed; white with a very faint sparkle in the elevator's ceiling light. Rochelle tried to compare it with the feather in Lillith's vomit, but couldn't exactly remember what it looked like. She pocketed her feather with a slight shrug and waited for the elevator doors to open.

 

[revolverwolf]

Lillith had been very quiet since they had entered the elevator. Her list of problems was growing bit by bit and now that things were falling apart she was fully prepared to admit that she couldn't handle them anymore.

[small]"Rochelle?"[/small] She spoke unsteadily as the elevator doors slid open and the two of them stepped out, [small]"I don't think I'm gonna go to the library just yet... I need to go do something else."[/small] She didn't doubt that this would cause a little more confusion for her angelic friend, but it would hopefully be worth it in the end.

 

[j1-2themax]

Figuring he'd be waiting a while for the elevator to get back, Sven opted to take the stairs to the ground floor and headed back to the front desk of the library. A pile of books sat on one corner of the desk, with his class schedule sitting on top of an alegbra book. Sven grabbed his books and started heading back to his room, figuring he'd run into Rochelle at some point.

 

[CounterAttack]

Rochelle was a little perplexed by Lillith's statement, but put it down to being something related to the brief conversation they had had a couple of minutes ago. "Sure, no problem, Lilli," she answered. "Do you want me to come with you, or is it something you want to do on your own? 'Cause if it's the latter, get someone to come find me if you need me."

 

[revolverwolf]

[small]"I can do it by myself..."[/small] Lillith stifled the urge to add 'I hope'.

While Rochelle's company would have been appreciated, Lillith felt she had already dragged the angel around the school for next to no reason enough. "If I finish early I'll make sure to come find you and Sven."

 

[CounterAttack]

"All right, I'll see you later then," Rochelle answered. "Do try and take care of yourself this time round, eh?" She gave Lillith a smile and headed back towards the library, working from her memory of the route she had taken with Sven.

After about ten minutes, during which Rochelle figured she had taken wrong turns at least twice, she found Sven in a hallway with a pile of books in his arms. "Hello again," Rochelle said as she approached. "Need any help with those, or can I head off to the library and grab my own?"

 

[terribleyetfun]

Jeffery pushed open the double doors and stepped into the library a gust of wind following behind him managing to find his way back from memory only getting lost twice on the way there he stepped inside and made his way to the reception desk talking with the troll there quickly, showing him his booklist and following him into the depths of the library without a single word spoken between the two.

Jeffery emerged minutes later his schoolbooks resting on his arms he nodded the troll who helped him a quick thank you and walked outside carrying his books infront of him trying to see over the pile to get a clear view of what was infront of him the strain of carrying the books setting in quicker

"there`s gotta be an easier way to do....okay now I feel like a freaking idiot" jeffery thought setting the books down and taking his spellbook out of his pocket flicking through the pages till he found the one he was looking for, easily finding the required incantation.

"okay and here we go, levara veodersea" jeffery muttered with a flick of his wrist the stack of books infront of him lifted themselves off the ground almost as if they were pushed upwards by an unseen breeze and floated next to jeffery following alongside him as he continued walking back to his dorm holding his hand out in the general direction of his books to keep them afloat.

 

[revolverwolf]

Lillith stood for a little while, wondering if Rochelle knew yet or not... The Lamia had hoped that her angelic friend had missed something and that the worry would soon leave the two of them, but that seemed unlikely at this point. She struggled against her instinct for a moment, for it had ideas that it was eager to enact that would keep her secrets as secret as ever and feed it and she knew that all she could do was refuse them.

~It will work~
~You'll feel better afterwards~
~She won't feel a thing~
~Your secrets will be safe~

She went quickly in search of the councillor's office.

 

[j1-2themax]

"You go on ahead. I'll see you back at the room," Sven told Rochelle as he passed her in one of the hallway. "Unless you think you're going to need help, of course." Sven doubted his roommate would actually need the help (or admit it if she did,) but he figured he might as well extend the offer.

 

[CounterAttack]

"No thanks, I'll be fine," Rochelle answered. "It's just a few textbooks, shouldn't be a problem. I'll see you in a while." She moved out of Sven's way to allow him to pass, then continued down the hallways, eventually reaching the library. Once inside, she couldn't help but glance at the shelves where she had found Lillith unconscious. A slight smell of the vomit hung in the air, but otherwise everything was as it had been before.

Putting Lillith's incident out of her mind for the moment, Rochelle caught the attention of the hovering wizard, whom she presumed to be in charge of sorting out the textbooks, and handed him her list. With a brief, "Just this way," he turned and moved down a series of shelves. Rochelle quickly followed, not wanting to lose sight of him in case she didn't know where she was going.

 

[Rainboq]

Catalina sighed and sat on the chair pulling Chaz onto her lap as she did so, there was a sort of fizzle sound for a second, then the excruciating pain associated with having every atom of your body disassembled, transported, and reassembled, much to their protest, roughly three feet in air.

Catalina then found herself on the floor, winded and amazed at the structural integrity of the floor, which quickly evaporated as she heard it creak, then give way and she felt her head strike something hard before losing consciousness.

 

[revolverwolf]

Lillith wanted to know everything and she wanted to ask everything, as in whether she would ever be able to have another conversation without all this worry or whether she could ever have a boyfriend again or whether she'd have to go outside and pretend to be a normal Lamia?

She'd been given three words, and only three words, before the therapist had been forced to return to the person who he was helping at the time. Of course he had an idea of how greatly she would worry about these words now. It's exactly why he had said these, among thousands of other possible words that he might have chosen...

"You already know."

With this said and her thoughts searched, Lillith decided that she wouldn't go find Rochelle or Sven now. The words needed a bit of time to process and she felt a little worse every time she talked to people. She'd just wait for a while, let herself have some time alone to properly think. And she wouldn't speak to either of them until she felt confident that she wouldn't do anything.

She slithered slowly back to her room with her head hung not in fear or shame, but in contemplation...

Spoiler: OOC

Bleh, can't think of anything. I feel like I'm doing this somewhat cyclically so I'm gonna make this the last bit of Lillith's breakdowns for a while...

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: *watches the tumbleweeds*

Come on Rex, POST!

 

[Blasphemous Rex]

<spoiler=OOC - Rain>My computer broke, dammit! I'm sorry, but I won't be able to post anything until I get a new one; hopefully within the next week. Plus, I have no idea what I should even post after that, anyway.

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: Rex

...

*watches tumbleweeds*

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: *cough*

Anyone here?