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    Émile rubbed at his eyes to clear away the blurriness as he made his way downstairs. He found himself not really being able to sleep all that well so he had given up trying to go back to sleep. The dragonblooded male made his way into the kitchen, oblivious to the two twins eating at the bar. Opening the fridge, Émile grabbed the strongest energy drink he possibly could. Ruby orbs searching the fridge for something to eat, only to change his mind moments later. Closing the fridge, he turned only to be shaken out of his sleepy daze and almost jump out of his skin. "geez, have you been here the entire time?" Émile asked, placing a hand over his heart. heaving a sigh, the young male supposed it was probably his fault he didn't notice the twins at all. Alaire had always told him he was too oblivious.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Carnaxa lifted her spoon and gave it a wave, smiling lightly even though she was eating. "Yeah, I guess we have been." The male twin chuckled as he got up to wash his dishes. He felt his twin watching him as she stood up as well to give him her empty dishes. The girl simply sat back down to get to work in translating the documents she wrote the previous night before she would head back to Lucian's room to check on the boys. "How'd you sleep last night Émile? You look exhausted." Glacis glanced at the boy as he spoke, eyes concerned.
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    The dragonblooded male put on a smile, "Heheh, is it that obvious?" Émile asked, popping the tab of the energy drink and almost sighed at the light sound of fizz. "Yeah, I didn't sleep all that well, I think I've fallen immune to my sleeping medication." The drakonian runaway explained in half-truth. While he didn't really get any sleep the night before, maybe an two hours at best, it wasn't really because of sleeping pills not working. He didn't have any such thing, but he didn't want to share that it was nightmares keeping him up at night. Taking him back to when he was strapped down on that solid table and slipping in and out of consciousness while they drew blood and messed with his soul to attach him to Alaire. Shaking his thoughts away, Émile took a long drink of the carbonated drink.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]The elvish male just tilted his head, raising an eyebrow at him. He pointed back at his twin. "She can smell your exhaustion. And it's obvious, yes." He smiled at him, drying his hands while Carnaxa stood up after a moment or two and gathered her things. "Tell Aisha and Rento that I'll see them later today. I have to get back to the Ariwa brothers." She told her brother before she left, waving a goodbye to the dragonblood boy as she left in a quick fashion. Glacis just sighed softly, looking back at Émile, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. "Well you should get some new medicine then." He said, smiling lightly at his attempt to joke and start the conversation again.
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    Émile set the drink on the bar, blinking in surprise when Glacis explained that his sister could smell his exhaustion. "really? That's pretty cool I suppose." the drakonian runaway was a bit disappointed that he couldn't hide it all that well. He couldn't really hide things from Alaire either, some how he always found out. Émile listened to Carnaxa request that Rento and Aisha know she would see them later in the day, before waving and disappearing off to find the four brothers that owned the house. He had a brief conversation with Rento and Aisha, more so with Aisha than Rento, but they had said she hadn't came to talk after she left the first time. Émile could only assume she had been busy between then and the time everyone headed off to bed. "I guess I should, shouldn't I?" the young male smiled. However most sleeping medication doesn't work on anyone with dragonblood since anyone with said blood is highly immune to most medication or most well-known poisons. And if a medication does work, it's metabolized fast and it's less likely to work.
    Wanting to get the focus off of himself, he decided to ask a question. "So how do you like it here so far? It's probably a bit chaotic or loud to say the least." It was a simple question but it would get some type of presumably long conversation started.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis hummed in response. "I actually like it here. And it's not loud, it's quite calm at times. I mean, aside from the little issues, but it's been quite nice here." He said calmly as he looked back at him. He scratched his jaw and ran his fingers his hair, pinning the locks back with one of his sisters bobby pins. "What do you do here? And yeah, her sense of smell is amazing."
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    Émile smiled at his response, "I'm glad. It's not normally this easy to fit in I suppose. Though that could have just been me and the others that had ran away from our dimension. There had been a lot of arguments and fights in the beginning, or after we had been allowed to stay. I'm sort of glad you weren't there for that actually, it got real ugly on some days." He commented. The fifteen-year-old assumed that Glacis didn't know all that much of the problems before he and Carnaxa arrived. Émile didn't mention all that much about how the drakonian's themselves were at odds with each other. "What do I do here? Well the house doesn't really have roles, everyone sort of gives and takes when they're most comfortable. For the most part I guess, I help Arcana with her paper work or help Lunae remember what she has to do for the day. " Émile explained. It wasn't the biggest role there is, but it was probably all he could handle at the moment.
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    Lukas wakes up a while after Lucian and Luciano had, Lucius was still out like a light. It had surprised Lukas to find himself in Lucian's room but could only assume that someone outside of his brothers carried him after falling unconscious. He barely remembers the voice of that female elf, the one that had arrived from the Standard Dimension, from the day before. When everything had went haywire. "Welcome back to The World of The Living." Lucian greeted him, red eyes meeting pink. His older brother was dressed in surprisingly casual outfit, definitely still fancy though. His hair was visibly damp and in process of drying, which could only mean he had taken a quick shower when he woke up. Lukas noticed Luciano was not in the room, and before he could even ask where his brother was, Lucian answered his question. "Before you ask, Luciano's in the shower." The elder hybrid commented, flipping through the pages of a book Lucian had been reading. "Oh? Okay then." Lukas nodded along. The fifteen-year-old sat up, and after a moment he decided to leave the warmth of the bed.
    Leaning up against the back of the chair that Lucian was seated in, "whatcha readin'?" Lukas asked, red eyes peering over his brother's shoulder. "It's about a group of friends going into a messed up girl's mind to help her with her own problems." Lucian responded. Lukas hummed in acknowledgment, "Fun. Do you think we could do that?" Lukas asked. "Hmm? Probably." The eldest answered with a shrug. "Really? I wonder what would be in our heads." Lukas murmured. "Scary things." was all Lucian responded with.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis tilted his head again and hummed. He looked very thoughtful at what the younger male said before he looked back at him. "Well, I guess we can say we're glad we weren't here then." Just basing it off of the way the dragonblood boy said it, the elf figured it was good that he nor his twin were around when whatever it was happened. "Just going off what you say, that is. My sister and I still know little of anything that took place before we got here or even if anyone here. Including the five we arrived with." He said calmly, but it was somewhat obvious it was making him a little uncomfortable. He knew deep down the residents of the house wouldn't do anything to hurt either of them, but it didn't mean that he was fully at ease with them. He had a...mutual understanding, per se.


    Back in the boy's room, Carnaxa took a moment to compose herself before she knocked as warning she was entering. She poked her head in and slipped inside. Her eyes stayed on the floor for a moment. "You boys are decent, right?" She said as casually as she could, though it was obvious she'd never seen a male without a shirt or pants on aside from her twin brother. When she was given a positive response, she lifted her gaze and sat back on her seat, where she had been the night before. She counted only three brothers in the room, and was about to ask where Luciano was until she caught the faint sounds of the running water from the joined bathroom. "Glad to see you're both awake. Did you take the medicine? Are you hungry? I can run back downstairs and make y'all something and bring it back up." She asked, looking between the boys, noting the dampness in Lucian's hair. He must have showered too. She thought as her gaze fell to the book in his hands. Her head tilted curiously. "What's that about?" She asked, pointing to it as she opened her journal, knees drawn up, and started back on translating while she waited patiently for an answer to her numerous question.
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    Émile nodded in agreement, "Yeah, but a lot has changed since the beginning. Although, I think the peace we all have will come to an end soon. And it won't be because of Necro, it'll be from within." the dragonblooded male frowned. Even if he was oblivious, it wasn't hard to see that some of the residents were boiling in their problems. "But... nevermind that. It probably won't even happen." Émile shook his head, if it was coming from him then it probably wouldn't happen. "And if you want I can tell you many stories about our times in the house. I don't think they'd mind, aside from the fights, there probably isn't much to keep a secret." the fifteen-year-old smiled brightly. "I wouldn't mind telling some of the things that went on in the science facility in my dimension either. It would probably be best to get a bit of it off my chest." Émile thought it'd be different talking to someone who wasn't there to experience the lonely days or horrible treatment. When ever he and Chrono spent time together, whether it'd be playing games or something else, their conversation would always end up with them talking about their different experiences with Necro or other experiments there. Émile didn't think it helped him as much as it probably helped Chrono. Though that was only from his observations. "Of course, I don't know many things about some people, such as Aisha's older brother. He's actually quite a mystery to me. heheh, I suppose that's how shadowlurkers work." Émile has rarely encountered the eldest brother of Aisha even though he is very much still in the mansion. Émile could only assume he spends his time with Leir or doing things for Taaniyiah in the shadows.
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    Lucian closed his book once he heard the door open and glanced to the female that had entered the room. the hybrid hummed in response to her first question, motioning to the empty glass and the spot where the two pills once were. "Luciano made sure that I did." he stated. It wasn't as if he could lie to a breathing-walking lie detector, it was quite annoying since he didn't need to take the medicine. Everyone was worrying too much, a little pain never stopped him. "I'm not all that hungry." Lucian responded, glancing to Lukas who had yet to stop leaning against the back of his chair. Lucian himself didn't need to eat often, since both Vampires and Reapers could last on very little substance for a long period of time. "I'm not really hungry at the moment, maybe later." Lukas answered. The youngest brother had always needed a bit of time after he wakes up to even want to eat. It was obvious that when Lucius woke up he would probably be starving since yesterday took a lot out of him. Lucian could hear the water turn off, and could faintly hear the shower down open.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis listened quietly, eyes trained on the male. He seemed very interested in each topic brought up, he sat back at the island, facing the red and blue haired boy. "I'd like to know some about what happened before we came here, if you'd be kind enough to tell." He nodded, eyes twinkling with excitement at the sound of Aisha's brother being a shadowluker. He knew very little about them, but he wanted to learn more, mostly because working with the darkness was his major natural born gift. As he sat there, he tinkered with the broken glass and silverware, eyes briefly glancing down at the pieces. He didn't know what he was doing, he was just bored. Gently cracking the glass a little more, he used the shard of glass and a piece of the silverware to create a small spear, melting the metal to the glass. He looked at him when he spoke about the acts in the facility and his eyes narrowed slightly. "I'd love to know, but if you don't want to, then you don't have to tell."


    Carnaxa nodded in response. "Okay and okay." She responded, eyes drifting to the bathroom briefly. Her grey eyes watched the brothers before they drifted back to the journal in her lap. Her hand glided across the paper, eyes switching back and forth from the first papers she wrote to the blank pages she was currently writing on. "What about that book you have? What's it about?" She asked again, curious. She was multi tasking, paying attention to the conversation in front of her, the papers she was writing, and the conversation her twin was repeating to her in her head. "It looks interesting." She added. She was quite happy with him taking his medicine, needed or not needed. Her grey eyes drifted back to the boys in front of him, her eyebrows raised in curiosity and concentration.
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    Émile nodded, he supposed it was a good start,. The young male couldn't help but smile when Glacis said that he didn't need to share anything about the science facility if he didn't want too. He found that sweet. "Hah, I don't mind. It'll probably help me more than it could help you to be honest." Émile said, fingers tapping lightly on the energy drink can. "Well my memory may be missing some pieces since that was awhile ago. But let's see what I remember.." The fifteen-year-old took another drink from the can before he started in on the stories. "Well it was a good five or six months ago when I and the others arrived. We had found a portal that took us here, allowing us to get away from our pursuers in the Drakonian Dimension. Though before that we had spent at least a week running away from Necro and his scientists. I think for the most part I was in and out of consciousness since only days before we decided to leave they had taken me and Alaire in to bond our souls together. Alaire had definitely taken the operation much better than I did. From what I was told, in our last battle, where most of us were probably gonna fight until we died. A portal had opened up thanks to Aisha's newly awakened snake, and that had lead us here to the Void Dimension. Everyone pushed themselves through, and it shut after Rento entered last." Émile started. He didn't remember much, although he did remember small conversations when he did wake up for a short period of time. He remembered hearing Chrono upset, Alaire had said that Rento had suggested to leave him behind since he was causing the one who carried him to be held back. Émile didn't blame Rento for that, Rento was thinking about what was best to keep everyone alive. In the end, none of that happened.
    "Let's see, that was about the time I woke up without passing out or fainting again. We probably spent a good two or three days on the streets hiding out in an abandoned building until Chrono fell sick. It was bad, fever, shivers, cramps, vomiting, probably anything you could probably think of. It definitely didn't help that he had nightmares to keep him up and panicking, so there was an unlikely chance he would get any rest. We didn't have money and knew no one that could help us and we were sure this could kill him if we didn't get him proper treatment. Thankfully luck was on our side, since only a day and a half after this set in, Azarius ran into Sylvestre who said he could help us. So we packed up what little we had and carried Chrono to the mansion and was greeted with a variety of people. Lunae introduced herself and carried Chrono to a back room herself. Me and Aisha followed her to the back, while Opheal and Arcana had checked over the others in the family room. Lunae was nice enough to let us stay in the room while she did her magic. And I remember a golden light enveloping Chrono's body and I sort of panicked, immediately asking her what she was doing. And she explained what her ability was and how it worked. Her explanation definitely calmed me down quite a bit. Eventually the golden light vanished and she left, saying he would be fine after he sleeps a while. Though when she was walking by, I couldn't help but notice the sad look she passed to me and Aisha. It was almost...sad." Émile paused, allowing Glacis to process everything that has been told so far. After Lunae had said Chrono would be okay, Émile didn't think he had ever been happier in his life. Chrono was the only person outside of Alaire that he knew within the Facility that hadn't died or stayed behind. Of course with the recent revelation that Enno had been possessed by Aisha's snake when he died by Necro's hand, he had someone else who he knew from the Science Facility.
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    "It's about a girl's group of friends entering her mind to help her sort out her problems and get through the guardians of parts of her mind." Lucian explained for a second time. It was an alright book, Lunae had suggested it to him a while back and with a look in his library he found a copy of the book. It definitely seemed like something Lunae would read, not exactly his kind of book but he was only at the beginning. "I suppose if you want to read it after I'm done then you can." Lucian offered. He didn't know if she would accept it since it looked like she had quite a bit to do already.
    "Lucian where do you keep my extra clothes?" Lukas questioned, pulling away from him and the chair. Lucian guessed that he was going to get into the shower now since Luciano was done. "Third drawer, middle row." Lucian answered. Lukas gave his thanks as he found the drawer with ease, pulling out the clothes he wanted to wear. As the youngest Ariwa searched for a proper outfit, Luciano left the bathroom finishing up tying the black tie he wore often.




    "Alright, my turn." Lukas stated, murmuring a good morning to Luciano as he passed to enter the bathroom. Watching the door close, Lucian focused back on the third brother oldest brother. "Good morning, Carnaxa." Luciano greeted, taking a seat on the messy bed where Lucius still slept.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis unknowingly melted the silverware after the younger male finished speaking, relaying everything to his twin sister. The glass in his hands that wasn't attached to the tiny spear boiled in his hand. "I don't. I don't know what to say." He finally said, amber eyes on the male. He looked down at the liquid in his hand and a grimace passed over him, he got up to wash off. "It doesn't seem imaginable to me. I'm sorry that all happened. As for Lunae, she helps my sister when she needs it. She's... Very sweet. Caring. She understands too much from her gift, she doesn't need that." He sighed softly, looking at him as he dried his hands. "You shouldn't have lived through that either. And the whole bonding souls thing makes no sense to me. You're basically limiting the person's chance at real happiness."


    Carnaxa didn't look up long from her task at hand, obviously very concentrated in what she was doing. The girl was struggling slightly with what she was hearing mentally, she could see what Émile was saying. As an illusionist, she could create whatever she is told with the as much detail the person can give, and many times she was doing it to herself. Her eyes closed as the message finished completely and Glacis closed their telepathic link, she inhaled deeply. "I think... I think you should read some of it to me. To see if I like it. Please." She was seeing too many things. Her own memories, the visual creations of Émile's, the fears of the people around her. Her grip on the pages and journal failed and it landed on the floor, pages written in English and Elvish fluttering into the air, in view of the others. Her eyes snapped open and she moved to get up to get them, but she seemed stuck, paralyzed with fear. She took another deep breath, slowly releasing it. Her heart seemed to be racing, hammering her ribcage. "Good morning Luciano." She said to the male as a greeting, but it was obvious she couldn't move to pick up what she dropped. She took another deep breath. "S-someone please go get Lunae."
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    ÉMILE EARLEEN
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    "I mean you don't have to say anything. Just listening will do." The young male smiled. He surprisingly felt fine, no uneasiness or verge of panicking. Of course, Émile didn't give all the details needed to visualize it but enough so Glacis understood. "hehe, yeah. Lunae is a good person. Though I think that's how most Alkonian's are, or at least that's how Lunae makes it seem. Sylvestre has said that most Alkonian's are very nice too, very accepting of the things that happen to them or around them." Émile replied. He didn't know that Lunae had read Chrono's worries when she had healed him the first time until she explained herself to Chrono. Of course she promised not to tell and since his life was in danger, that small fact didn't seem important. Émile was sure she has still kept that promise. "I don't know why the bother doing it either. It seems it's to see what possible combinations there could be. I don't know if the facility is doing it any more, because when me, Aisha and our partners had to go through there were only fourteen other pairs that had been chosen. And most of those that were chosen had died on the table or a short time afterwards. I think Aisha, Rento, Alaire and I were lucky in terms of survival." If anything, his relationship with Alaire had ended up nicely, it wasn't like some pairs where one partner killed the other. He was happy, and Alaire was content, and that was all that mattered. "It bothered me at first, but I don't think I mind it as much now." Émile commented.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px dashed white; height: 100px; width: 40px; background: url(http://i66.tinypic.com/rml91x.jpg) center; background-size: cover; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 155px; height: 110px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: 0px; margin-top: -12px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 155px; height: 115px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 28px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 155px; min-height: 115px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; line-height: 10px;]

    LUCIAN ARIWA
    The Efficient




    Lucian placed the book on his desk while Luciano stood and glanced Lucian's way with a concerned look. "hang on, okay?" Luciano said in a hushed tone, glancing towards Carnaxa before leaving the room. Lucian bent down to gather up the papers that had been dropped, careful not to wrinkle them and he straightened them into a proper stack. The hybrid wondered where this came from, she seemed fine up until he answered her about the book. "What's going on?" an expression mixed with confusion and slight concern on his face.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    LUCIANO ARIWA
    The Watchful




    The young reaper left the room in a hurry with few words, heading out to find Lunae. Luciano could only hope that the young girl was still in her room. Going further down the hall away from Lucian's own door. Onyx orbs searching the doors he passed for the fancy name written in orange. Once found, Luciano knocked on the door to let those within the room to know he was there, however he didn't wait for any type of response before opening the door. "Oh? Luciano? Is something wrong with Lukas?" the alkonian inquired, hazel eyes moving from the computer to Luciano's form. The reaper shook his head, "Not this time. um...Carnaxa asked for you. Perhaps you could help." Luciano informed. The brunette blinked and nodded in understanding, with a soft smile. "Alrighty. Lead the way." Luciano watched Lunae set her computer aside on the nightstand and stand. The ariwa brother nodded to her, turning off and leading the alkonian back to Lucian's room.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px dashed white; height: 100px; width: 40px; background: url(http://65.media.tumblr.com/tum…xyma9mDi1r2etmfo1_500.png) center; background-size: cover; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 155px; height: 110px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: 0px; margin-top: -12px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 155px; height: 115px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 28px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 155px; min-height: 115px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; line-height: 10px;]

    LUNAE NOCIANA
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    Lunae had woke up early according to schedule, she wasn't sure what she was gonna do when waking up around 6 am in the morning. She tried going back to sleep, but found herself unable to since she had already opened her eyes to light. She sat up, and after a moment of thinking, Lunae decided she would get an early shower and find something to do afterwards.
    Drying her hair, Lunae pulled out a book or two. Thinking she could get away from reality for a while, though her interest in the books died quickly. Next, she tried her music and that lasted a while but like her books it couldn't keep her all that interested. Last, she tried her computer. She found herself looking over documents sylvestre and Leir had started up, but ended up deviating and started to read stories that she had found online.




    A knock at her door gained her attention, and when she glanced up the door opened. Staring at the familiar figure that was Luciano, he looked mildly concerned. "Oh? Luciano? Is something wrong with Lukas?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. The Ariwa shook his head, saying that Carnaxa needed her help. It made sense, Luciano would probably be a lot more visible with his worry than he was now. "Alrighty. Lead the way." As she spoke, she set her computer aside and stood up from her bed. Following the Ariwa that had already turned his back and started to lead her to the destination unknown to her.




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis leaned back against the counter as he listened quietly. He digested the information slowly, turning it over in his head, tasting the way it felt on his tongue. He was obviously happy the group survived, that the pairs that were bonded survived, but was also saddened when he realized not all of them were able to survive the soul bonding or escapin the facility period. He lowered his gaze slightly with a soft sigh. "If it makes you feel better, I really am glad you four survived. I'm glad all you survived." He played with his fingers, exhaling deeply again. "I think I can trust you with some information on my past, is that okay? Since we're confessing things." He lifted his gaze, looking more boyishly shy than normal. If Émile trusted the elvish boy with telling his secrets and past than Glacis felt like he could trust him too. It took a lot for someone to come out with something like that, especially to someone one barely knew yet. He knew deep down though, he would still have a hard time processing what he was told.


    When Luciano left and Lucian started talking to her, Carnaxa didn't respond. She just looked at the male she had developed feelings for differently, more protectively, fondly, yet her eyes still held the fear she felt deep down. She couldn't bring herself to move or even speak, like she was paralyzed completely and turned mute. Her grey eyes fell to the papers in his hands before they drifted to the blank paper hay floated into the air, the pen writing down that she was struggling with too many visions, too many emotions, that she was trying to suppress having the visions she was seeing become visible to the others. And that trying to write down what she showed him earlier wasn't something she was coping well. When Luciano and Lunae returned, she looked at the girl, eyes hopeful she could help relieve the fear so she could move and function properly. It was like her body just shut down; when Lucian was done reading, she made the papers go to the girl so the other boys couldn't see.
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    Émile smiled softly, although the sentiment Glacis shared didn't make a difference to him now, it did soothe that inner child of doubt that would sometimes sneak up on him. "Thanks. I suppose it's some type of closure to thoughts I've had." The dragonblooded male said. Tapping on the bar in a particular rhythm as he listened to Glacis's words, how the older redhead thought he could trust Émile with some information. "Um, well I mean, it's only if you want to." The bluenette stammered about, doing everything but being still. While he was a bit curious about the newcomers, he couldn't help but wonder if he was the best person for things to be shared with.
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    Lunae held her hands out as papers fluttered into them, but found herself unable to want to read them at the present moment. Using her free hand, something akin to a star was created within the palm of her hand, and with a soft blow it floated over to Carnaxa. The small star-shaped light attached itself to Carnaxa's forehead, sending pale golden waves throughout the elven female's body that would calm the redhead down immensely. When the job was done, the star detached it's self from Carnaxa's forehead. Although it still hovered near the girl, as if waiting for Carnaxa's reaction.




    ((sorry it's taken me so long to reply. I just suddenly had no energy to want to reply to any of my threads I had going. I think I'll be able to post more consistently now, maybe.))
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis looked down at his hands for a long moment before raising his gaze to look at the younger male. "My sister has told already. I suppose it is my turn to do so." He moved to sit down, even though he knew he'd be up on his feet soon. Well, this is not something easy to say, but here's our backstory." For the sake of my headache let's just insert what I said beforehand when Carnaxa told Lucian the same story. The male elf stood, bent over the sink, looking very distraught and nervous. During the flashback he had told, he had messed up his otherwise neat hair, the normal stoic look on his face gone, as if it never existed and in its place held the look of a tormented boy, one scared of his own shadow, yet unable to deny that he wouldn't stand up for himself or someone else. He looked back at the boy, eyes serious and hurt. "I couldn't protect my sister then. I didn't care what happened time, but my baby sister. She's... she's the only blood family I have. I.. It pains me to think of those days. It was hell then, I don't know what to do sometimes. I just.. I just.. Don't know how to handle it sometimes."


    The redhead elf watched her with worry and fear in her eyes, even as the star glowed and lit up lightly on her skin. Slowly the fear and pain she felt melted away, a feeling of pure bliss and hope filled her again. She stood up from her seat slowly, as if she were afraid to move. Her eyes were stuck on Lucian for a long moment before she gently took the papers from Lunae, hugging the girl. "Sometimes things just get too hard for me. I am happy you are willing to help me." She whispered to her before looking to Lucian and Luciano: she couldn't help but look fondly and worriedly at them both. "I am sorry for the trouble I caused. I will leave you be. Lucian, you may explain to your brother what happened if you wish, I need a moment to myself." She told him, looking solely at the hybrid, practically asking him to tell Luciano what happened so the male knew before her eyes fell to the ground and she walked out, taking slow deep breaths.


    ooc: it's okay, I know that feeling. I'm having it myself.
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    Émile's rose orbs shimmered with wetness, but he refused to let any type of emotion take over. He won't cry. "I'm sorry." the young male couldn't say anything more without his voice failing him. Émile found himself being able to relate to Glacis, not being able to save someone. Being stuck powerless. When Émile was stuck in the science facility and Enno had decided to stand against Necro, he was struck with fear and unable to move. And right before his eyes, Necro had killed Enno just as easily as a human can kill an ant. The arm through Enno's chest would never go away and would constantly haunt his nightmares. But he was back, his wish to find his sister was strong enough for Aisha's snake to possess him and bring him back. "I don't th-think anything I could say could get rid of that dreadful feeling. But you can't run from the past forever, it will catch up to you." the dragonblooded male stated. His voice was weak to keep it from cracking. He rubbed at his damp eyes, thinking about how hypocritical his words were. He and the others did runaway from the Drakonian Dimension, away from Necro and that stupid Experiment facility.
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    Lunae smiled softly, murmuring a soft "of course." as she gently returned the brief hug. She couldn't help but blink in question when Carnaxa asked Lucian to explain what had happened to Luciano. The young Alkonian blinked in slight wonder, though she found it unwise to question anything now. "I'll be excusing myself now." Lunae announced, gaining a nod from both Lucian and Luciano. As she turned around to leave, she heard the faint sound of running water turn off. that must have been where the youngest brother was the entire time. Lunae sighed, and headed off back to her room. Perhaps she could get a brief nap before she started up her day.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Glacis just sighed softly, rubbing his temples. "Don't cry because of what I told you." He said seriously, though he was touched. "It's the last thing I ever wanted." He said softly, moving to sit back down. He pushed his locks back and pinned them down with a bobby pin that his twin gave him. "I understand about the running from your past. My sister and Inhave been doing it for so long it's doing more harm than good." He sighed, looking at the table. He rubbed his face, shoulders slumped with the weight of his feelings. He couldn't help but feel some relief though, after telling him what he had. He had removed his jacket as he looked at the male, lean muscles tense with fear.
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    Émile sniffled, "I'm not crying." the young male denied with a shake of the head. He wasn't crying, maybe a little teary at least. Émile found himself briefly wondering how Glacis or Carnaxa would turn and face the thing they're running from, if they'd ever do so. While he knew there were quite a few that could relate to some of the many feelings Glacis or Carnaxa had, Émile knew they wouldn't feel all that comfortable if he put their story out there without their knowledge. "The quicker you face it, the easier everything will be." The dragonblooded male stated. Although he knew that the emotions and feelings may still be there, although in mild and small bursts, everything would feel lighter. As if they pulled something off their chest and could breath better.
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