All For Not - Wednesday

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A throat cleared behind me, taking my attention away from my book, instead of thumbing the page and flipping to the next one I waited for words or movement. "I need your help," furrowing my brows in a tight knitted motion, I frowned, she moved closer to stand behind my chair, "with?" She walked around the chair as my face relaxed, "to get into the secret society known as the nightshades, there's a book I need and the society is the holder..."

"Is it the same as Cousin Itt's secret society?" She nodded, "I believe so, my vision and the drawing are connected, I'm sure of it," nodding in compliance I stood up with a sigh, my annoyance only a mild simmer but my curiosity was hinting at a rise, "fine, only to look for your book..." Standing from my seat she watched me, as I walked around the other side of the chair I dropped my book onto the faux leather cushion before proceeding towards the door. "Rowan was the one who had the drawing, I want to check his room first." Freezing my steps, the room turned cold and my skin crawled, "you wanna search his room, even after it's been cleared of all his personal effects?" She nodded as I turned back around to face her, "fine, but the dorm masters are going to be an issue, do you have a solution?"

Her face turned towards the large webbed window and I exhaled through my nose, "I hope you're agile enough to walk across the beams, we both know you won't land on your feet Wednesday," she tilted her head crookedly, "of course, i'm not a feline after all, now chop chop. Rowan's not the one we need to be cautious of now." I frowned deeply, the mood darkening as I followed after her through the intricate glass work.

"Don't fall," she says and I sneer from behind her, jumping up onto the ledge I started to walk, not stopping till I had somehow made it past her and hopped down onto Xavier's balcony.

She reaches for the handle to enter the room almost instantly when she finally appears beside me. Grabbing her wrist, I tilt my head at the sound of a door opening in the room. I only let go of her wrist when the sound of another door shutting is heard through the balcony door, only opening said door when the water pipes rattle in the brick work signaling the showers have been turned on. "That purple book has got to be around here somewhere." The doors barely opened before she ushered me inside and spoke as she pushed against my shoulder blade to get me to move. "Start investigating."

"Stop pushing, if you wanted to do this we should've waited till the middle of classes," I whispered harshly and she only ignored me. Moving to look over his desk and flip through his stuff, I shook my head at her only to turn and look at his wall. Above his headboard there were handfuls of drawings plastered and tacked into the wall. Tearing my eyes away I heard a scoff, "he's been drawing you... disgusting." I frowned, turning to look at her before walking over and peering over her shoulder.

The art was detailed, the line work clearly admirable and the piece itself was all in graphite pencil. I swallowed and inhaled deeply, "I hope you're not becoming compromised," My brows furrowed at her comment, "compromised? Compromised as in, you already suspect him as an enemy? Without concrete evidence?" She walked away without confirming anything, "one would think he's stalking you," her tone of voice set me on edge and I furrowed my brows peering after her. I found myself looking back down at the page, examining it in a way until Something popped on Rowan's side of the dorm room. "What is that?"

Wednesday had her black light shining against a plastic object, "a mask, I'm assuming it goes to the order of nightshades," nodding, I motioned towards the door and then signed to Thing as he moved over to us. Suddenly the water cut off in the bathroom and we each dove for cover, under the bed...

The bathroom door opens and Xavier walks out, flipping the lights back on as a series of knocks rapped on the door. He was quick to toss a towel on the bed, leaving it to hang over the side as he rushed to the door opening it.