Storm jumped down from her post and walked back to her room to look at DNA analysis, family genes and family trees for evidence.
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"Looks a can be deceiving, especially at the beginning. Yet I still found myself falling for you still knowing that." She looks back at you.
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She sighs. "Yeah." She looks away and face turns red.
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"I know that Mylan. I can't control my feelings just like any other human. I may be an assassin but I have feelings. I have a heart, and a large one at that. I've found myself admiring you and wishing for your acceptance and understanding. You really are a beautiful girl. Yet, I'm just a commoner at the base of a tower of the castle wishing for the beautiful princess. It's frowned upon, but I cannot really resist the feeling, it feels amazing and like nothing else." She talks and her hands make some gestures and her face is red but expressive and sad.
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Storm poured over the books and scientific instruments scattered around her room, rather irritably. "Oh how I wish I could just use magic to know immediately." She muttered angrily when something tipped over. She picked up the lamp and leaned on the wall, picking up the book she noticed a small slip of paper slide out from within the pages, reaching down to pick it up, it was a picture of Daniel as a child and she smiled at the image before looking more into the book.
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She sheepishly smiles, "really?" She says and walks towards, looking in eyes. "Eyes like emeralds, hair like a fire, and a personality of a young tigress. A beautiful woman is in front of me, admitting that we might have a chance. I feel as if I'm in a dream, watching another steal away the princess that I desire to hold and love." She smiles softly.
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Suddenly a scream erupts from my room, a yell of happiness and surprise. She clamps her hand over her mouth, looking on the paper showing the proof of the family ties between her and Daniel.
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Slowly she sat on the floor, staring at the match in DNA strands and she just froze there. "It is you..." She mutters, unable to form a complete thought. She is amazed to discover her brother was actually still alive. She remembered the story her mother had told her as a young girl before she was murdered, making her daughter turn into a assassin looking for revenge. Her grandfather had told her mother she'd lost her older brother and here she was, staring at proof he hadn't died as a baby. "Why..." She mutters to herself, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.
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"I have my moments where I have a perfect muse." She says, chuckling. "I used to write poetry, gave me an outage when i got angry."
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So, how would you like the plot to go?
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"Why not, I'm sure you have a beautifully brilliant mind!" She exclaims.
Ooc: I'm really upset now :(
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Smiling Sapphire gently runs her pointer finger across her cheek, brushing a strand of hair from face and smiles softly. "So, how've you been watching me?" She smiles, watching her.
Ooc: got in a fight with bff ): we sorted it out but i broke down.
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They're a bit young to be teachers, maybe originally worst enemies and they get stuck in something together?
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Project I think would be best.
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So, how is this going to start? Lol
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Storm, hearing the bell, pulls her leather jacket tighter before running to class, sliding in the door at the last moment, smiling with perfect teeth, a perfect mix between the classes. She watched the teacher with a smirk, taking a piece of paper from her bag, folding it.
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Storm, looking at her scowls deeply. Most people don't know about her bday break up with her last girlfriend and she didn't want Maggie to know. She'd make more snide comments. Knowing it was no point in arguing she got up, walked over and dumped her bag by the desk, sitting. "Well we're stuck together."
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Looking down at them, Storm immediately starts to fill out the answers she knows and the script is neat but also a bit messy. She chews on her inner lip, staring at the sheet, tapping her cheek with the pen. Looking at you, her eyes show hidden pain before she glances back down, writing the answer.
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Smiling, "so? What now?" She whispers.