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Started June 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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Rvan tried bits and pieces of foods here and there, finally settling to nibbling on a roll. Draco had gotten up a to relieve himself a few seconds ago. (Ebony?)

Ebony cocked her head to the side and frowned at the spot Draco was sitting. She was so sure Anne would have been a perfect match for Draco.
“Do you think Draco is gay?” She asked her husband.

(Speaking of being gay do you think Gregory should be gay and have a crush on one of Ramell’s sons?)

(Nah, I think Nula would be a better fit if anyone. I don’t think Gregory is gay, no offense intended, I just feel like Gregory shouldn’t be in a romantic relationship now. We gotta make a character like Fritznangle sobbing in corner Fritz was adorable at the crossroads by the way. I forgot that he had been dancing with other guys when he had the Crimson Dragon, and I was all like, “MY FRITZNANGLE! He’s growing up so fast… But now he’s… more sobs)

Ramell howled with laughter, “No, no, I know he’s into woman, and he’s had plenty of women back in the day.”

“Then, why do you think Draco keeps on turning down the women I send his way? They were all really nice ladies.” She continued.

Ramell paused for a second, and when he thought the protèges weren’t listening in too badly, “I’m sure he might have eyes for someone else, but who knows?” Ramell chuckled to himself.
Rvan quietly examined his roll as he overheard Ramell and his wife’s conversation, but he didn’t really feel like doing anything with the information, rather he just picked at his bread quietly.

Skylar had been trying so hard to ignore Ramell and Ebony Keifer’s conversation about Draco’s love interests, but she couldn’t for to reasons: Mr. and Mrs. Keifer had no volume control and a small part of her wanted to know just to put a few suspicions to rest. I’m sure has eyes for someone else. Those words echoed in Skylar’s head and made her feel nauseous.

Meanwhile, Thalia, Nula, Gregory and Kyle listened very intently to what the Keifers said because Draco had never talked amount his love life, but all of his protégés had wondered about it.

(I love how Ramell thought no one was listening, BUT EVERYONE WAS)

Rvan was started to feel slightly sick to his stomach from eating so much (a few bites of a roll, a spoonful of soup, and merely a taste of beans. So much!). He grabbed his abdomen and bit his lip and shifted in discomfort.

Rvan got up from the table soundlessly and walked out, ignoring the others. He stumbled into the bathing room and hurled up his guts. The food was… too much. Too much at once. He puked again, his face draining of color and his eyes going blank.

When Rvan got up and left the room, both Thalia and Skylar rose from their seats to go check on him at the same time. Skylar and Thalia’s eye met. Skylar braced herself for a mocking question or a raise of an eyebrow, but Thalia just sat back down and waved Skylar off. “He’d probably want to see you more anyway.” Thalia admitted. There was no jealousy in her voice or hostility. Thalia seemed fine with the fact Skylar was going to check on Rvan.

“Thank you, Thalia.” Skylar said as she looked her former friend in the eye. If the roles had been reversed, Skylar probably wouldn’t have trusted Thalia with any of her ice teammates so she was great full for Thalia’s trust and alliance.

Skylar turned to follow the path Rvan had taken. She continued to walked until she heard Rvan vomiting. “Rvan?!” She shouted as she dashed down the hall to the nearest bathroom.

She found Rvan hunched over the toilet.

Rvan slowly wiped the spittle off his face as he looked up and saw Skylar there. He gave a small smiled before bile found it’s way up his throat and into the toilet. Rvan got up shakily on his feet and walked past Skylar to his room.

Just like that the encounter was over and Skylar didn’t know what to think. He was just so… calm. So… far away. She didn’t know what to do.

Rvan had gotten up to the bustle and rustle of the other protèges running about, gathering supplies, getting ready to leave. He couldn’t wait to feel the open air again and fly— but he couldn’t. Rvan couldn’t fly again. Rvan was human. He was having a hard time cementing that in his mind lately, especially with the dreams he’s been sharing…
Rvan walked out into the hall for no particular reason, maybe it was just to quietly watch everyone do what they do. It was getting easier, to be more present, yet… another part of him was somewhere else. Yet along with being more present, Rvan remembered more bits and flashed of the horrors he had been shutting out. He remembered the knifes they used to cut so precisely, he remembered the insects they’d set upon him, he remembered… Rvan felt it come with just enough time to get the the bathroom. He hurled up bile. He wiped his chin and washed his face. That was enough remembering for one day. Rvan walked to the lounge where some of the protèges waited, packed and ready to go.

Nula looked up as Rvan walked in. He seemed to get paler than yesterday, which sounded impossible. Nula frowned as he walked in, still wearing that blank face. He was so thin. She saw all the bones in his arms and and hands and feet. His face was sickly hollow. Nula glanced at the other protèges. She was sure they noticed it too. Nula sighed, “Hi Rvan. Did you eat a breakfast?” She asked.

Rvan dragged his eyes to the child speaking to him. She asked him something about… about what? It probably didn’t matter that much. He sat down and looked at the floor.

Nula frowned more at him. He didn’t even respond. The other protèges got quieter. (SKYLAR SHOULD TAKE HIM TO BREAKFAST)

Skylar couldn’t stand to see Rvan so unresponsive anymore. Skylar got up from spot she had been sitting and hooked arms with Rvan. “Rvan, you and I are going to eat breakfast. And you are going to like it.” She stayed and lead him towards the kitchen.

Draco had been silently packing his things in the corner of the room. The corner of his lips curled upward as he heard what Skylar had said to Rvan. The young ice protégé reminded Draco of someone he had known very well.

Gregory raised his eyebrows after Skylar left. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Skylar was fire draman with that kind of attitude.”

Thalia laughed and said, “You aren’t the one who grew up with her, Gregory.”

Meanwhile, in the kitchen…

Rvan looked at Skylar as she sat down next to him, cereal sitting in front of him. He hesistantly took and ate a spoonful but that was it.

“Rvan.” Skylar growled with raised eyebrows. “Do think that one spoonful of cereal is going to supply you with enough energy to cling to Gregory’s back as we fly away from fighter jets, hunting hogs, tear gas and whatever else the Council throws at us.”