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“Like… a griffin’s eagle part.”
//sorryyyy, didn’t see it
“Like… a griffin’s eagle part.”
//sorryyyy, didn’t see it
(It's fine!)
Leon shrugged. "I guess. I was more focused on living than I was trying to figure out what I faced."
//gtg, sorry!
(Okay! See you later!)
Sam was talking to the police officer. "I'm sorry, miss, my classmates are heavily traumatized and can't think straight right now. Of course, there are no such things as monsters! I was spared most of the mental damage because I only saw the school shooter from a distance, and hid right after. However, my classmates weren't so fortunate,"
(They're trying to convince the police to leave because in every book they've read, if the government finds out about magic, it does not go well)
//I like that logic also hi I’m back
(Oh, that's true. Hi again!)
//not for long, I have to change for soccer practice soon tho
“That’s a fair point.” They walked over to Sam, who was telling the police about a shooter. “…there was a shooter?” Eleanor muttered to Leon.
Leon shook his head subtly. "I swear it was something else, but… I have a feeling that whatever happened here today was something that law enforcement shouldn't know about- just a gut feeling."
“Same. Telling the government secrets almost never seems to end well. Wanna go help Sam make up a believable story?”
"Well, I can try. I hope they don't notice the type of wound I- never mind, Maggie was able to heal it. I can pass the blood off as someone else's." Leon hobbled forwards a bit more.
“Let’s go then,” she said, following.
//and I’feel gtg, ur welcome to take Eleanor if u need her
Sam gestured to Eleanor and Leon. "Look at my poor, damaged classmates. We have to make sure nothing like this happens again! Why don't you bloody officers do you job for once instead of…of…" They wiped away an imaginary tear. "You disgust me," Great job, Sam. A+ delivery. You're going to win the Tony's for sure.
Jamie stared at them. "I can't feel anything…." he whispered, with a scared expression on his face. "It's all so cold… I can't- I can't feel anything it's all so numb…"
(Sam is not completely heartless, but they prefer to mourn in a different way than other people)
“Jamie?” Eleanor asked. “Are you Alright?”
Jamie shivered again. Frost started to spread up his arm, and a panicked expression made its way onto his face. "What's happening?" He asked, obviously scared. The frost spread from his fingertips onto the ground.
Leon slid down next to Jamie to see what he could do to help. He wanted to touch him, to help him become warm again, but his gut feeling was that this was not so different from Maggie's sudden burst of healing power.
Eleanor stood in front of him, hoping the police wouldn’t see. “Jamie. Stay calm. This thing is coming from you, which means you control it. Don’t panic and try to bring it in.”
Jamie tried to control his breathing. He managed to get the frost off the ground, but it continued to wind its way up his arm. The chill that had set itself in him no longer felt numb and horrible, it felt….. comforting.
“Don’t freeze on us. Keep breathing. In, out.”
"Jamie, can you control it?" Leon whispered in awe.
Jamie continued breathing in and out. He ignored Leon's question, hoping that the answer wouldn't be "yes."
“Okay,” Eleanor said, watching the frost creep down. “Okay.”
(Doesn’t Jamie want to control it???)
Jamie finally opened his eyes. They had changed from their normal brown to a pale blue, the color of ice.
Leon glanced over his shoulder. The officers were still talking to Sam, so Leon made sure that he was blocking Jamie from their view.
“Breathe in, breath out,” Eleanor said.
Jamie slowly stood up. "What's supposed to happen now?" He asked in a voice barely louder than a whisper. It was obvious that he was terrified.
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