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Brooksook squealed, wrapping her arms tight around Oona. "H-Hold on! Don't go so fast!" She buried her face in Oona's shoulder. The wind howled above their heads.

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Oona: Okay, okay! I'll slow down. *Flies much slower, squeaks a nd entire face blushes*

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Brooksook exhaled. Her face remained etched with agitation. "If you drop me, I'll break your bones. You'll never recover." She cracked her knuckles threateningly. "Got it?"

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azora is looking through her notebook thinking about what to draw.

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Oona: *Little nervous squeak*
Olivia: HEY! Stop threatening my sister.

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"You're sisters?" Brooksook looked between the two of them. Then she settled down, muttering something low and unpleasant to herself.

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Both: Yeah? Why are you so confused?

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"Sorry, I didn't think criminals cared much for familial attachments," she sniped.

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Olivia: Aw, you're feisty. I like th- *Suddenly stops flying, starts blankly staring forward*
Oona: *Turns to Olivia* Are you okay?
Olivia: *Little stammer, eyes are blank*

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Brooksook frowned. "What's wrong with her?" She asked.

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Oona: I don't know! Olivia, are you okay?
Olivia: *Starts laughing*
Oona: *Can't see anything wrong with her*
Olivia: *Suddenly knocks them all out of flight*
Oona: *As they are falling, she notices from a side view that Olivia's eyes are slightly glowing* Oh Titan, I think she's having a magic attack. Maybe from all the recent... Stress.

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"AGHGHGHGHHG" Brooksook screeched.

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Oona: Her magic is failing because she's stressed about something. Hold on! *Huge poof of smoke and they crash into a few trees nearby hexside*

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brooksook just died

goodbye

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(Miracle of miracles! I have somehow conjured up the motivation to actually post despite my freakish number of characters-)

Deena's POV

Deena headed out on their own. They'd decided not to take their chances with that... witch. Besides. It seemed like the student had made it out herself. Besides, why should she care!? They hopped atop their Palisman.

Deena knew they couldn't go anywhere near Hexside, or any other magic school for that matter. It was far too risky. The Emperor's Coven would be looking for them... they knew they would. They tugged expectantly for their braids, which were no longer there.

The disguise, of course.

Deena didn't know why they had bothered with such a pointless gesture. But, they did know they had to get out of here. Go somewhere where they could find food, work out their next move. They weren't getting caught.

Especially not for some teenage girl.

Maylee's POV

Maylee sighed as she made her way out of the room. People were getting hurt... and she couldn't do anything about it...

She felt a certain queasiness. She remembered momentarily the things Poe had said recently. Wh...what was the deal with him?

She felt exhausted. Somehow more than usual. She had helped Waylon to the Nurse's Office, and he was receiving treatment there.

She noticed someone else making their way in there. Her eyes widened. It was that strange girl! Agnes?! What was she doing here?

Just... checking on him, right?

Agnes, just checking on him

"Wow. I think this is my second, maybe third patient today?" the nurse exclaimed. "How are all you students getting injured so badly anyway? Oh, right. Magic and stuff like that."

Agnes was sitting down on a chair, her fingers tap-tap tapping against her knees. She nodded, except it looked more like bopping her head. "State of current?"

The nurse frowned, and the rest of her expression grew more annoyed. "For Titan's sake, child. Could you quit speaking so strangely? But, Waylon should be okay. If that was what you were asking."

A look of relief occured on Agnes's face. "Flowers," she murmured. "An escape." She turned to exit.

The nurse looked more irritated. "Ah. Right, you gotta go to classes, Agnes?"

"Confirm," she responded, getting up from her seat. The nurse opened the door with a spell circle (because it looks cooler than opening the door normally), and Agnes headed to her class.

Clarke Conner's POV

Clarke was on the run. Not from the law, exactly. But from Hexside, which was basically the law to him and other students.

He had escaped from the Detention Coven! Again, YESSSS!
Suddenly he felt himself being jerked up by his collar.

"Leaving so soon, Clarke?"

Clarke winced. He'd gotten caught by NPC Teacher?! HOW?!

He crossed his arms. "Yes."

NPC Teacher looked at him thoughtfully. "You know... I've been thinking, Clarke. About how you should be expelled."

Clarke went pale. "Wh-What?! You can't do th-"

"I very much can. But- I'd hate to see such a talented Illusionist waste away. So... I'm giving you a chance. IF you can manage to stay out of trouble for an entire month- then I won't expel you."

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"Pshhh! That... doesn't sound too hard." His voice faltered.
An entire month.

Blair's POV

Finally!! She was out of that stupid stuffy Detention Room. Blair couldn't believe her luck--

As she dragged herself back to class to hear a boring, painful lecture. Never mind, this sucks. Blair groaned and longed for the sweet release of death.

Merill's POV

Merill made his way to class. He frowned to himself, his brows furrowed. Was Waylon okay?

He couldn't help but worry for his brother...

Florence the human's POV

Florence had grown sick of these strange cosplayers, or witches, as the case may have been. He hadn't wanted to be here.

He was supposed to be at school!! He had such a promising future ahead of him!

As he left the building, he began to cry.

Lucia's POV

Lucia writhed with hated. She couldn't stand this!! Angrily, she clutched at Deena's wanted poster, her shaky hands threatening to tear it to pieces.

"Deena, I will find you. And I will PETRIFY you."

Waylon's POV

Waylon stirred awake. How long had he been out? Suddenly, it came back to him. He remembered now. He was so irritated about Detention that he head-banged himself into a concussion, basically.

"Oh, good! You're awake," the nurse said. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah, I'm doing fanfu-" Waylon remembered this was a children's cartoon (most of the time) and he couldn't cuss. "fantastic."

The nurse narrowed her eyes. "Glad to see your sense of humor hasn't dwindled."

Waylon shrugged. "Yeah. I guess."

"Well... you haven't completely recovered yet, Waylon. You should stay in here for a while."

"Seriously?!"

"Yes, seriously."

Waylon groaned. Fantastic.

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*I've decided Oona likes brook*
Olivia: Ooooow...
Oona: Are you okay, Otter?
Olivia: Please don't call me Otter in front of Brook! *Blushes a bit* You're embarrassing me!
Oona: Oh, sorry.

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(Axolotter, you're controlling someone else's character and breaking the rule about being realistic when the situation requires it. Saying Bill Cipher has just possessed your character does not make logical sense, as it doesn't work with TOH lore, the abilities your characters have had are freakishly unrealistic and powerplaying, and are ruining the state of the roleplay as the things they are doing are far too overpowered and make avoiding every single type of conflict far too easy- these things combined do not make for good roleplaying, and Serendibite posted what she did with Brooksook out of frustration at the unrealisticness of what you have been writing-)

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(sorry, but seriously, lucia chased my character and also here, also i'll stop controlling im sorry very sorry im a power hungry axolotl, hehe...

Also, if she did then she's just like NO BROOKIE!! i'll edit the post, she has a magic attack (It's like a heart attack but your magic stops working)

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Oh, thank you, Axolotter- I really appreciate what you did. That's very mature and kind of you. Thank you. Let's continue roleplaying. Please don't hesitate to let me know if I ever do anything wrong.

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Brooksook

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"Are you two okay?" Brooksook ventured hesitantly. I don't want to die- "Do you need to stop and rest?" They were her kidnappers, but Brooksook was starting to waver. One of them looked feverish.

Ugh, I hate basic witch empathy-

But she really didn't look good. Maybe they should stop after all...

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Third Person POV

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"Leaving so soon?" The "Witch" was in front of Deena. Her smile was pleasant, but something about her eyes was chilling. Bloody ice. "You abandoned those children. To the Emperor's Coven."

Wild witches truly are... pathetic.

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Toshiko

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Toshiko stirred awake and cracked an eye open. She was in the Nurse's Office. Predictable.

She released a loud breath of air and collapsed back into bed. The lunatic was leaving. Sad. Toshiko found her kinda funny. So so sad. If only someone would come talk to her. Maybe that guy who the Nurse is talking to? I have no idea who he is, but he looks cool.

Because she sure as hell wasn't going back to Detention.

On that topic, where was that creepy human-guy, Poe?

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Poe

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A certain idiot was careening down the hall with a head injury. For some reason, at that moment, he was a good person! And he smacked directly into some strange human who was undoubtedly preparing an attack on witch society and

SMASH!

The two tumbled over each other.

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Arran

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"Lucia?" Arran called softly. Her back was to him, and it was shaking all over. He shivered, gripping his arms. She was scary, sometimes...

But right now, it felt like she were going through some turning point.

Closing a door behind her that could never be opened again.

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Myran

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"You know, you only have yourself to blame." Myran fluttered into Clarke's palm. He wrinkled his nose at Clarke's face, amused. "Don't worry, I have the rest of the day off. Apparently a few students are on the run. And not you, I'm sorry to say. You're not important enough to cancel classes over."

She had no idea who might be, though. That strange human-boy? But wasn't he of mixed heritage? But it still had to be someone in her classes, if hers of all of them were cancelled.

In any case, it made no sense to her. Maybe there would be an explanation tomorrow.

There better be.

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*Oona is staring at her with the face Luz makes around Amity and blushing* Y-yeah, I guess.

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