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    [justify][sub][color=black]It had been like this awhile, weeks and weeks after the incident. Different doctors and nurses at the psychiatric hospital coming in and out, meeting Piper and attempting to get [i]something out of her, but to no avail. It was an odd thing, to lose interest in everything and everyone and not quite understanding the reason why. It kept her up at night sometimes, just thinking for hours on end, of why she was like this now. She knew the how, she just didn't understand the why herself sometimes that made it seemingly impossible for her to make human connections anymore.


    She just... didn't really believe anyone that met with her was actually able to help her, so she thought it in everyone's best interests to not entertain the idea if it wasn't going to happen. Nobody could help her, nobody understood her, so why pretend to open up? Piper sighed a little, playing with her fingers as she waited for someone to arrive for her daily check-up. Another reminder of, We can't help you if you don't open up. It felt condescending to her.


    Piper's head snapped up, wary as she heard the door handle click, which meant it was about to be opened, and her lips pressed together in a hard line, wondering wearily if it would be someone new, or someone she'd already met before, trying to continue to build a connection that she wasn't interested in continuing...


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    [justify][sub][color=black]Theo laughed without really thinking about it, shaking his head as if Opal had just told him the funniest joke. When she didn't show signs of joining him in his laughing, he quickly stopped. "[b]Wait, you're serious? You've [i]never kissed someone before? Jesus, well, good thing we're at a party right?" This girl clearly needed his help, and then she dropped the next bomb. "Pffft, there's no such thing as not being able to dance. It's freedom of expression for god's sake. Or, are you the type that needs someone to lead you?" His lips tugged up in amusement, until he took a last quick drink of his beer and set it aside for the moment, offering his hand to her in front of the room that held the dancing throng of people. "C'mon, I'm about to do you a favor."
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    [justify][sub][color=black]IC:


    It had taken time, but Zane thought by now he was confident in his ability to detect the facial ticks in Phoenix's expression that signaled she'd just found their next target before she even had to say a word. He supposed it came with being her handler for awhile, but maybe more so because he'd really taken to her in all this time. Perching his chin on his hand, he narrowed his eyes at the man she'd been looking at, pressing away the faint trace of antagonism that she felt attracted toward the stranger at all.


    "[b]Well," he said slowly, while sizing the guy up. "We can make it easy on [i]ourselves if we just call the police, or we could make it easy on the police and take care of him on our own." There was always a choice when it came down to these situations and since the police force often couldn't be trusted to be competent, it was down to the pair of them to lure in the criminal and Zane's job to keep him done and/or occupied until the police actually did show up. He moved the tray toward her. "Eat something first though, if he bails I'll go after him." He shrugged.
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    [justify][sub][color=black]Theo rolled his eyes, though admittedly he did know that laughing would've been a mistake. She was obviously insecure but then, so were most high school girls and it just took a little encouragement and charm to make things all better. Still, he had no idea if he'd make a grievous error because of his alcohol-riddled head. "[b]I'm not going to laugh," he promised. "Besides, you can't look any stupider than some of the folks already dancing. Half of them are drunk, the other half are high, so I'm sure you can imagine what they think merits [i]good dancing right now." He smirked, waving his hand at her again. "C'mon, you know you want to. Deep down."
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    [justify][sub][color=black]ooc: is this good?? c:
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    [justify][sub][color=black]New York to Texas of all places was quite the change of scenery and well... Theo was pretty sure he had a bit of culture shock. The people, the accents, everything was just a touch of [i]southern different and though it had been strange at first, he was coming to like it. Especially when he enrolled at Kennedy High School and all his differences made him stand out, attract attention, but in a good way. People were interested in him, and Theo liked to think it had something to do with his looks too.


    It was only about his third day at the high school but he already felt comfortable settling into his desk at his first period, fighting a grin as one of the girls nearest him immediately dropped her former conversation to talk to him.
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    [justify][sub][color=black]IC:


    It was cold down in the dungeons.


    Zane rarely wandered down here out of personal comfort, but after hearing about the fiasco that had occurred with the actual Vampire Princess's visit, he couldn't help but indulge himself in a visit of his own. Waving his hand lazily at the guards that stood near where he supposed the girl was being held, he brushed past them. "[b]You can go now," he told them. "I just want to know what happened form the prisoner's lips herself." The guards hesitated, but soon gave them reasonable distance, enough that they wouldn't be heard as Zane rounded the corner and found the Princess in sight.


    "Comfortable?" he asked, his lips twitching as his fingers trailed along the bars of her cell.
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    [justify][sub][color=black]"[b]Shoot, forgot my notebook," Theo said upon realizing it, thumbing through his books as he pulled them out of his bag.


    "[i]Oh hang on, you can borrow one of mine!" The girl he'd been talking to pulled a blank notebook out of her bag (who carried around empty notebooks? This girl apparently) and handed it to him. "Keep it, actually," she added with a bright smile. Friendly, but clearly only accommodating for him. Theo wondered if she'd do the same thing for the freckly girl in the back. Probably not.


    "Thanks," he said, letting his eyes wander lazily, just in time to see a girl near him roll her eyes. Though it was only his first week, Theo was pretty good with names and was fairly sure he knew hers... Grace Sssssomething? First name would do. "Oof, being judgmental over here are we, Gracie?" he drawled, his eyes dancing teasingly.
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    [justify][sub][color=black]"[b]Mock?" he repeated, pretending to be affronted. He paused on the far end of her cell, his knuckles drumming slowly on the bars now. "Seems kind of low, doesn't it? Even for a demon prince." He tossed out his title carelessly, not worried about the consequences. "I only asked a question. Are you comfortable here?" he asked again. He licked his lips; he supposed she'd only be comfortable if she were out but then, he next answers would determine if that was a clever decision or not. "Anyway, if you really don't care to answer that, then we can move on. I'm Zane, and I sort of missed the whole... whatever that was, that you and my parents got involved in. Care to fill me in?"
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    [justify][sub][color=black]Probably the last thing she would be expecting was for Zane to actually agree with her, so he was aware that her answer would be entirely honest and not swayed by her desire to get him to free her just by telling him what he wanted to hear. "[b]You're probably right," he finally said after a moment of silence following her explanation. "Do you even know the reason there's a war brewing? It's so trivial. But that doesn't matter." He leaned in a little closer, as far as the bars that separated them would allow. "What I want to know is why the Vampire Princess came all this way to tell us something that's already obvious. Do you want to change how things are, or stop them? What exactly was your thought process? I mean, it's pretty dull for any vampire to set foot in the demon's realm, let alone the [i]princess. What would you be willing to do to stop it all?" His eyes narrowed, locking on hers.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 400px;][justify]Theo could hear the electric tune of something if he listened closely enough. That meant there was someone nearby, most likely human if they were so careless as to listen to music casually in the middle of these woods. Did they not know the reputation of it? Snorting to himself he tracked the sound to its source, not far away at all, and peered up into the tree the girl was perched in. Putting himself in her line of vision, he tilted his head up at her and waved in a benign way. "Did you seriously climb that tree yourself?"

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    [justify][sub][color=black]"[b]The truth is, you can't really do anything," he said, examining his nails as he pulled back again. And he was being totally honest. "Not alone anyway. You're just another vampire, it doesn't matter if you're the princess. If the only support you potentially have is other vampires, then your little campaign to fix things is good as useless." However... He couldn't deny that now he was aware there were vampires (well, at least one) that shared his opinion, then maybe changing things wouldn't be so hopeless after all. What better way than for the Demon Prince and the Vampire Princess to join forces to stop this nonsense? The heirs to the realms had to be noticed, for they couldn't be killed without a high price to pay. "I've got an idea though, Princess. You might be dull," he went on, smirking as he insulted her intelligence, "but your status as royalty means something to just about every realm out there, so I can be the brains between the two of us if need be. All I'm going to need you to do is stop looking like a miserable sack of bones and get ready to run tonight."


    It was spontaneous and she probably wasn't expecting this at all, but truth be told Zane had been waiting for something like this to happen. Not exactly the way it happened obviously, but just [i]something so it had taken little time to piece together a sort of plan.
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    [justify][sub][color=black]Theo only half paid attention to the class, spending most of his time thoroughly engrossed in the pointless sketches he made in his new notebook. Despite seeming like he belonged in the company of those that snuck shots into punch at high school parties and smoking weed out in the parking lot and sharing inappropriate jokes with his straight white male friends, he generally tried to defeat the stereotype he probably appeared to present. But, he was never properly brave enough to do that publicly, so it was just a secret thing to himself. [i]A closet aesthete.


    Ms. Summers? Theo looked up, just so the teacher could see he was being a little bit attentive, and he appeared to be addressing sassy little Gracie. So Grace Summers was her name then, that sounded about right, and close enough to what he'd been thinking. She answered promptly and he eyed her a bit, but she'd already looked down at her desk. Shy after answering a question? God wasn't she the most humble thing in the entire state of goddamn Texas. Rolling his eyes, Theo returned his attention to his notebook and there was still 15 minutes left of class when the teacher began passing out homework sheets. "If you don't finish these by the end of the period, consider it homework that will be turned in tomorrow at the start of class," he told them, and Theo frowned at the thought of that. He definitely had better things to do with his time than History homework.


    Wheeling around in his seat, he whistled at Grace. "[b]Hey, you think you're slick with this History stuff, right? Wanna work together?" Without waiting for a reply, he moved seats, sinking into the one beside her as the person moved seats clearly with his same idea, to work with someone different.
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    [justify][sub][color=black][i]Just say when.


    Good, this was good. She was willing to work with him, that much was clear, and he didn't think vampires were clever enough to lie to him, or turn on him when he did break her out. Maybe he was underestimating her but... it wasn't like he didn't have tricks of his own up his sleeve. They'd be friends--no, allies, for now. "[b]I said tonight, didn't I?" he said with a wry smile. "When your guards leave, that'll be your signal to get ready. And by that way... if you think about stabbing me in the back or something, Princess, you'll really wish you were still stuck back here in this cell," he warned, leaning in again for emphasis, before pulling back. "Anything I need to know from you?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 400px;][justify]"I suppose that's one way to escape the less savory aspects of these woods," he said casually, possibly too quiet for her to hear. "You could climb a tree literally anywhere," he added, so she could properly hear him. "Why here? Haven't you heard the stories, or do you get off on the thrill?" Theo quirked an amused smile.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 400px;][justify]Theo raised his brows, fighting the urge to laugh as she went on. God, if only she knew. "You're confident. You know, all stories have some truth to them. And it's not just the children spooked by these woods." He shrugged, his dark eyes flickering over her. "Not much of an urban legend when there are real news stories about these woods. But, you're clearly not interested." He waved it off. "I'm Theo," he introduced himself graciously.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 400px;][justify]"Well let's just say it wouldn't be a bright idea to read them before you go to bed," he said with a smirk, holding out a hand for her to shake as they both introduced themselves. "Welcome to town then, Cash." He laughed a little at mention of her mother's poor ability to name her. "Okay, but is it worse than Theophilus?" he asked, lips twitching. "Thank god Theo is a totally normal nickname right? No one will ever know. Are you heading back into town now?" he asked curiously.

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    [justify][sub][color=black]If she were a friend maybe, or someone he liked even, he might warn her about more but... she'd come to know it all soon. They were probably about to get quite familiar with each other in the coming week; that was, if they successfully got out of here. If he happened to be caught or something in their way out, he'd likely be in the same position as she was; his parents, as much as they respected him, wouldn't have any quarrels with treating a traitorous son the same way prisoners were treated. "[b]Don't let anyone around here touch you," he finally said. "Some demons have abilities like me, they can get in your head if you let them with a single touch. That's it. Bye now, find the softest bit of your cell until I come back." He snickered a little, turning to leave.
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