wings of Change~ RP thread

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    Liz gave her locker door a shove and it swung closed with a click Students swarmed the halls as they shoved and straggled their way to their next class. Liz lingered back for a few extra minutes, wanting to get a reassuring glimpse of her guardian before submerging herself in math. Lilac was Liz's guardian, and although the two were as close as sisters, they had different interests. Liz had always been very independent when it came to her guardian, and when they signed up for classes, she insisted that Lilac sign up for the ones she wanted. Thus, they had several classes apart from each other. Despite her individuality, Liz relied on Lilac for her protection and always felt the need to see her in between every class. She knew that Zeza's guardian spent most of his time watching her like a hawk, and Liz would never want to be babysat, but she still wanted to feel safe.

    Lilac stood up and walked out of the class room when class finish. she need to see liz. she started to wander the halls looking for her angel. Independent or not, Liz would have to disappere before Lilac stop trying to protect her.

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    Ooc: omg I actually randomly started drawing Kyle at school today, it's great! I'll show you guys later<3
    Oh yeah, also I have a question. Did all of us have to die in order to be an angel and a protcetor? And are the other students humans and wer just living in the real world?..


    Bic: Kyle Glanced behind him when the bell rang. He moved to the wall and put his back to it. Some students watched him as they past, obviously murmuring about him, but it didn't seem as if they were directly talking about him...instinctively he knew what was going on now. He had always been a good friend, well protected, to zeza, they must have been making fun of her and as usual, the talked about student's friends were also being talked about. He didn't care one bit about the gossip. He ignored some of the looks. He knew he should be getting to his class- their class. Zeza and him had the same class now but he wasn't going to leave her. Gossip and bullying can hurt as much as a knife. He knew that, but never felt upset about gossip of him, but zeza did and there she was in the bathroom, sad. He waited beside the door and knocked a couple of times. He hoped he didn't seem to be watching zeza too much but he was always like that. overly protective? No. He simply felt he was always making sure she was okay and would be ready to even fight a battle to defend. He picked his knee up and placed his foot on the wall while his head slumped down causing his hair to hang and a dark shadow covered his eyes. c'mon zeza I'm not. Going in there... ((lol))

    "Ya ya I'm coming Kyle." She fixed her make up once again then walked over to the door and slid it open. She squeeEd out of the barely opened door and walked out into the halway. Her eyes looking at the ground. She felt Kyle's presence and sighed happily. Then glanced at him and gave him a sad smile. "Am itthat big of a freak?" She asked as she pushed her hair out of her face and chewed on her bottom lip nervously. Her blonde curls being blown around by the people walking. Her silver eyes sparkly and puffy from her tears. She hated how she was and had always been insecure. She then looked down again at herself and her cheeks blushed. "You tell me I'm beauitful all the time and yet I am still getting bullied." She cursed as the boy from earlier walked passed her and wiggled his eyebrows at her. His friends whispering things in his ears and then laughing. She knew there were probably rumors about her already and she leaned helplessly against Kyles shoulder.

    Blu stepped out of the cab of the truck, brushing blue painted rust off onto her jeans. She shouldered her bag and jogged up to Trev, sticking close to his side. She smiled widely and looked around her in awe, taking in the clamboring of students, the ring of the bell, the press of bodies against her as she and Trev squirmed through the cramped halls of Sunvalley High School. The hallways were overly bright, yellow lockers lined the walls, blue, green and white tiles decorated the floors, the walls were splatter painted in an attempt to be interesting, bright and artistic, but the overall affect was like a paintcan had barfed all over the walls after getting some colorful desease. And Blu loved it. She andTrev had been wandering the Earth most of the time since they'd first met inthe early 1700's, as she tried to findher sisters and destroy evil. Sure, they'd stayed a few days in most places, even a month innone monestary when Blu had had a feeling similar to the one she had now inChina. That had turned out to be her sensing the presence of a rather nast demon, one t'd barely gotten away from. So, getting enrolled into the school meant a longer stay, Trev felt that they might be more successful if Blu's powers were given a chance to rest, be semi-normal. She ducked into a small office, escaping the crowd, but was met with more color, this time, a brilliant purple with black cursive on one wall that read "Sunvalley Tigers,we put the Grr in Great!"

    OOC Here and shall post in a bit. Sad about the fey thread :(

    Trev slipped into the office close behind Blu and stopped to peer thoughtfully at the busy sign. "Like everything else in this school." He commented with a rueful shake of his head. "Disturbingly cheerful." So far, the colors that swarmed the school like a horde of wasps had given him a headache. Trev had migraines most of the time, either from anxiety or simply the noise of the mortal world. He had thought that such a small town would be just as he liked things: simple. It seemed he was pretty far off when it came to this school. Everything was just too bright. But he could tell that Blu liked it, so he would cope. This was for her own good. They needed to find her sisters and their guardians. And if putting up with a school with walls painted so loudly that you couldn't even hear yourself thing, then he'd just have to cope. Besides it wasn't that bad. He pulled out a small slip of paper that contained their schedule. "If we don't want our teachers hating us, we'd better find out way to class. Even though we could probably teach the instructors how to do their job." They'd been around for so long and had learned so much during their years alive, it was hard not to laugh when trying to actually learn high school content.

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    "Ya ya I'm coming Kyle." She fixed her make up once again then walked over to the door and slid it open. She squeeEd out of the barely opened door and walked out into the halway. Her eyes looking at the ground. She felt Kyle's presence and sighed happily. Then glanced at him and gave him a sad smile. "Am itthat big of a freak?" She asked as she pushed her hair out of her face and chewed on her bottom lip nervously. Her blonde curls being blown around by the people walking. Her silver eyes sparkly and puffy from her tears. She hated how she was and had always been insecure. She then looked down again at herself and her cheeks blushed. "You tell me I'm beauitful all the time and yet I am still getting bullied." She cursed as the boy from earlier walked passed her and wiggled his eyebrows at her. His friends whispering things in his ears and then laughing. She knew there were probably rumors about her already and she leaned helplessly against Kyles shoulder.




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    Ooc: wolf#287094 yes I'm pretty good, can't wait to show you guys :) and karma, did everyone die to be who they are? and now they are living with humans in the real world?


    Bic: ((poor zeza :'()) Kyle let zeza lay on his shoulder and put his hand over her and on her shoulder. "just ignore them, they just hate to hate." he knew all about the drama kids at school caused, firend often turned on friend. Boyfirend stolen from another and so on and so on... He just wished zeza did what he did and not care. He looked at her, his dark emerald eyes barely visible as his hair was covering most of his forehead and shadowing his eyes. "we have nothing to prove to them zeza," he shook his hair so it moved out of his way and he can see better, his hair moved more to his side of his face and his eyes were now more seeable. gosh i hate it when it does that. he thought as his hair slid into place. He stared at zeza, she wasn't ugly, why did others say that? She didn't look any different from any student, what made her seem so different and get bullied? He pushed the thought away. Zeza was definitely not ugly, she was beautiful. He remembered the many times he had told her, trying to encourage her that her appearance wasn't what others called her and that she looked beautiful. That never seemed to work though, "don't take in what others tell you," he added in a sigh, hoping this time she'd believe him.

    Liz smiled when she spotted Lilac and waved heartily. "Hey Lila!" Liz had always felt that the name Lilac was just too... complicated. So she had renamed her guardian Lila. Sometimes, however, she called her Lielee, Lie, and Lee. And she could never make up her mind. But she didn't think Lilac minded. They'd been together so long that it was hard to get annoyed with the other.

    Ooc: X3 I just realized Kyle and zeza are like in the same position as the picture lol wow

    Zeza nodded sadly and then stood up straight. Her bag held to her chest tightly. "Let's just go to class." She sighed and then pulled away from him and turned to walk to their next class. It was P.E. she had to go to her locker and grab her gym clothes. She turned the corner and opened her purple locker that was by the mens bathroom. She pulled it open and grabbed out her clothes and shoved them into her back pack. She gave a whimper and bit her lip as she saw the photos tucked in her locker. Her friends who had passed all because she was a angel. People had hunted her for hundreds of years. Killing friends and anyone she loved. She could fight demons but not handle some bullying. It was ridiculous to her. She gritted her teeth and fix her hair once more then shut her locker door and looked in Kyles direction once more. A more confident and happy look on her face. I refuse to be weak, I'm an angel she exclaimed to herself. Then walked over to Kyle and grabbed his hand wanting his comfort. "You ready?" Kyle was her guardian, her soul mate but not in a romance kind of way. It was like her best friend or her other half and he was the only thing that ever made her happy and she loved him to pieces.

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    Ooc: huh, die? No the shifters were born as counterparts to the angels who were created by God specifically for this purpose ofdestroying Lucifer. They've never seen heaven.


    Bic: She smiled and nodded, then flinched slightly as she felt a soft pounding inher head. She was thankful she'd never feel anything but a dull pain from Trev, he'd always have to deal withthe worst of it. "Well, i have physics right now, then dance, lunch is after Pre calculus, then its..." she wrinkled her nose. "Why did you choose a class like agriculure?" Sheasked him in aurprise. The two of them would have practically the same schedule, as she did not like being with out Trev. Not because she wasn't independent or clingy, but because the two of themhad beentogether since the tenth year of her creation, his tenth birthday. She rememberedwhat Trev hadlooked like backthen, so young and childish, so eagerto do well, the bond had pulled her directly to him out of 23 other shifters in his tribe. He had beenthe boy she knew would be her protecter and friend. Of course he had changed since then, now he was a 17 year old looking boy, the same way he had looked since his literal 17th birthdayall those years ago. She would feel tornin 't near her Guardian.

    "I've got physics as well." He replied. "I regret you'll have to suffer through dance class alone. I don't think I would be able to survive in a pair of tights." He gave one of his truly rare, thin smiles as a reward for his own wit. Trev didn't smile much and he almost never laughed. He had been alive a very long time. A few hundred years ago, before their near-death experience, he had been very animated and vivacious. Now a lame joke from him was the most you would get. He scanned the rest of the list with his dark grey eyes and paused over the class directly after lunch hour. "I chose agriculture because I knew it would annoy you and you know how I love irony." He really didn't have much of a reason for choosing the class. It was either that or American History. And since they were older than America, he figured it would be a pretty boring class for them to have to sit through. "I brought our lunch with me as well." He informed her, tapping his bookbag.