Spyder Rune Callous 31st October 2001
Octavia Leona Collins 6th June 2002
Spyder held Thorn in a headlock and he wasn't letting go, the boy was far too strong for Thorn but to them this was a game. Thorn was begging for attention at home and Spyder needed to let anger out so planning a fight in the school playground was a win-win for the both of them. At least they thought so. Groups of students crowding around them, cheering on the two aside from Annabeth who was trying to find someone to help. This 'help' came in the form of Arachne and Olivia, Ari grabbed the shirt of her brother, making the children gasp as she lifted the boy with ease, into the air. Olivia checked over Thorn, brushing the boy down with care. It was no wonder Ari liked that girl so much.
Eventually letting the boy down, Ari barely got a second to talk before he dashed off. Finding a place to hide off by the bushes, not that Arachne would be bothered to chase him. Spyder sat there for a while until he heard someone clearing their throat, head snapping round he gazed a girl his own age. For a second he thought she was someone else but no it was just Octavia. Spyder hadn't realised that being forced to play with her once apparently made them friends, he groaned at her.
"What do you want?"
Octavia giggled and sat herself down, again she had making little flower crowns and held a rather messy looking one in her hair. She began to speak, not caring as Spyder rolled his eyes and threw his chin in his hands and elbows on his knees. It was about some dream she had that Spyder was certain he would not care to hear.
"It started with us in this coffee shop and it was like old times but not really old times, like... When out parents were kids..."
She continued on with this dream for some time. Spyder slowly grew more and more interested in it, his smile growing though despite this all being a dream to the male, he found something oddly familiar to her words...
Spyder Rune Callous 31st October 2001-
Octavia Leona Collins 6th June 2002-
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Bleak Hearts
RomanceRussia... that is where everything started. The perfect snow in winter, the perfect house that kept you warm and cosy, and for Octavia Zorina Radmilla it was the only real home she had even known. She was only sixteen but in 1784 many people were al...
