Vien sniffled as he managed to catch his breath. He still gripped at Beau’s arm tightly, eyes glassy with tears as he cried. “I’m s-sorry,” he eventually mumbled
"No, no…it's okay. Don't worry," Beau answered softly as he sat down in front of Vien, glancing over him worriedly. He heard a faint knocking on the door and turned towards the noise with a confused expression. "Come in?"
Vien startled a little at the sound of a knock. He quickly wiped at his face, wincing as his side stung with phantom pains. He shrank back a little against the wall, afraid someone might see him
"It's alright. I'll go and check, okay?" Beau said gently, the tone feeling a bit odd coming out of his mouth. He shook his head faintly at himself as he moved towards the old door, quietly opening it, though it was hard with all the creaking coming from the wood.
"Hello, Beau," Moraphe greeted him kindly. "I would like you all to come downstairs, please."
"I don't know…sir," Beau answered hesitantly as he glanced over his shoulder towards Vien, a worried expression crossing his face. He might of said something a little ruder if he wasn't concerned for his roomate, though he decided to stick with the basic 'sir.' "Vien doesn't feel too good." He added slowly as he turned back towards Moraphe.
"Oh," Moraphe looked at Vien, worry shadowing his gaze. "Well, I tell you now, then; stay out of the weapon room, please. I am going to lock it." With that statement, he withdrew, quietly closing the door.
"Weapons room?" Beau muttered to himself once Moraphe closed the door, furrowing his brow faintly in thought. After a few moments, he dismissed it and walked back towards Vien, hoping that he was still alright. He kneeled down by Vien, letting the silence hang between the two as he thought of what to say.
"Vien, I can make the dreams stop if you want me to," Beau mumbled, speaking up after a pause as he looked towards his roommate. It would take a lot of his energy up and there would be a few side effects to himself, but if it could help Vien, then he would do it. Why are you so protective of him now? A small chorus of whispers asked, but Beau dismissed them, knowing that even he didn't have an answer to that.
Delicately she are her cheesecake, savoring the sweet taste.
(Feel the cheesecake, be the cheesecake. XD)
Evie experimented with her powers. She raised her dresser up into the air. She brought it down, but it fell out of her grasp. It slammed into the floor and fell on its face. She covered her mouth with her hands. Oops.
Phoenix came down from the roof o lit to hear a crash from the room two doors down. She tentatively walked up and knocked “I-ym heard a c-crash?” She aaid
Just then a little girl peeped into her room. "What was that?! Oh!" she broke off, noticing the new face. "I'm Elspeth." She gave a shy smile. "Hello!"
(correction: a little girl peeped around Phoenix)
“I-I’m Phoenix but y-you can cal m-me Nix.” She stuttered
Evie quickly tried to set it up again. She struggled and it fell hard again.
“L-let me try.” She said “I have telepathy as well as flora”
"Hi, Nix!" Elspeth beamed, then jumped as the dresser fell again. "And what's your name?" she asked Evie, determined to help the new girl feel at home.
Vivian heard the crashes, though shrugged it off and continued to eat the rest of her cake.
"Weapons room?" Beau muttered to himself once Moraphe closed the door, furrowing his brow faintly in thought. After a few moments, he dismissed it and walked back towards Vien, hoping that he was still alright. He kneeled down by Vien, letting the silence hang between the two as he thought of what to say.
"Vien, I can make the dreams stop if you want me to," Beau mumbled, speaking up after a pause as he looked towards his roommate. It would take a lot of his energy up and there would be a few side effects to himself, but if it could help Vien, then he would do it. Why are you so protective of him now? A small chorus of whispers asked, but Beau dismissed them, knowing that even he didn't have an answer to that.
Vien shook his head, getting to his feet shakily as he took a deep breath. "I don't want them to go away," he mumbled softly. "Because if they go away, m-my family might go away," he said, his voice growing quieter at the mention of his family. He had considered going to a psychic or something to remove the memories, but he knew he could never do something like that. He couldn't just forget what had been done to them
"Hi, Nix!" Elspeth beamed, then jumped as the dresser fell again. "And what's your name?" she asked Evie, determined to help the new girl feel at home.
Moraphe came, and spoke to the girls. "I have something to tell you; please do not go into the weapon room. I am going to lock it, and I would like you all to stay away from it."
"Hi, Nix!" Elspeth beamed, then jumped as the dresser fell again. "And what's your name?" she asked Evie, determined to help the new girl feel at home.
(Evie is alone in her room rn with the door shut…)
"Hi, Nix!" Elspeth beamed, then jumped as the dresser fell again. "And what's your name?" she asked Evie, determined to help the new girl feel at home.
(Evie is alone in her room rn with the door shut…)
(Nix knocked and came in when she heard the dresser fall over )
(Oh, could you have her just outside the door for now and knock again? Sorry, I didn't see her do that.)
(Thanks! ;D)
Evie looked at her door, horrified. She quickly went over and spoke through the door. "Um, don't worry, it's nothing."
“Are you s-sure? I c-can help!” She used her telepathy and sensed a small thing picking up a pencil in the room. She was only able to pick up small things without using too much power but bigger things required more energy. “L-look begins y-you.” She replied focusing
Evie wrinkled her nose. "What?"
“Sorry look b-behind y-you.”
There was a floating pencil.
