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@futurexile      my assignment.    [feet are swift and light, grabbing the heavy jar of marinated ruby leaves and fermented berries from the shelf, sparing the  royal a glance and the faintest of an apologetic smile as he returned to his table to resume his work]    

this jar,    [arvad turned, standing to the side.]   what do you need that jar for,  pray tell?

@futurexile     the jar behind you,    your standing in front of it.      (…) if you could .. step aside 

@kimaquare           ah..   leo might, though i don’t think he’s that much of a fan for chocolate    (…)     maybe marcella.    she has a heart for them.       as for the bears,   i’m told if you ignore    them long enough they usually go away 

@aestreller     white apples and late night flights,    lovely.    knight in perfectly shined armor,  hm?     and..   it was a valentines?  lots of random letters and chocolates and flowers and bears.   speaking of which,   do you have any younger siblings?   i kinda don’t eat chocolate and i’m too old for bears.    

@kimaquare       wonderful.    more than that, actually.    turns out,       minnie has a love for white apples and late night flights. how did… yours go?

/ thirded.

*    @kimaquare @crowreap     y’all gotta stop this.    

/    same here 

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   SEJANUS AUGUSTUS AESTRELLER,      a man of true ambition,      RIDER OF MORNING

@soverlars [and she’s suddenly in a chair, gripping at her collar, her neck and her head.  she felt hot and nauseous at the same time, and it only worsened with the way her mouth watered.  the helper bot was only in more distress and that had caused her to snap.  whatever object she found,  it struck the robot hard.  leaving a a large crack upon its holographic face.  the screen glitching out before turning black completely]        i told you it’s fine..   [another thing to feel guilty over.   never was sigyn so violent towards the robots,     she was always smiling and having conversation with them as if they were real people.    a hand covers her eyes,  the pale skin of her forehead beading with sweat].     

@spacediva    [ before jackie could even open her mouth to offer sigyn some help—- the other girl was already on her knees and collecting her things. nothing of the brunette had dropped as the only thing on her person was her gym bag. ]  are you sure?  [  it’s a genuine concern because she swears it looks like the girl might cry.  brows would pitch together and a hand would grasp her by the shoulder and pull her into the nearest empty room.  ]   take a minute to breathe..  you look like you’re about to cry.  which again i’m sorry—-   i really wasn’t trying to run you over.  

@soverlars   [she didn’t know what was with today but the slightest inconvenience had her tearing up.  even when it was nothing more than an accident.  she exhales the breath she was holding in tight, falling to her knees before the helper bot which she thought was moving too slow could pick up the items dropped:  an assortment of data locked within a tablet like device,   one used for studying.   when they’re all gathered within her arms, she stands. and the helper bot’s expression could only be described as distressed,  muttering  the repetitive words within its programming ‘I am here to help’]           i’m fine—-

@crnaliyre [brown eyes have yet to lift from the holographic screen before her.  an assortments of words to which she would write down or rather type into a smaller device,  her helper bot was there, too.  holding up a plate of a meal that’s yet to be touched,   saved for the few obvious bites]     why?  

that’s fine,   i didn’t expect an answer yet anyways.    but i moreso came to check on you,   and see how you were handling all of this.

@crnaliyre  i don’t,      i am still waiting to tell my  father. 

@stoiqrc  a date..  [usually, sigyn would drop and forget whatever had her focus all in favor of knowing more.  but she didn’t.   there was only a slight raise of her brows and a glance before  the drusilla girl resumed to pick up a book,   scrolling through the hologram and returning it to its rightful place within the archive, those she did pick was given to the helper bot  next to her,  with big holographic eyes watching her every action.  ]     that’s nice,     hope you have fun

@spacediva    [sure,  the newfound demeanor took it by surprise but cyra was never one to take an attitude personal.   especially not one from sigyn of all people.   a sharp brow raises as she spectates the scene before her,  only then to be interrupted and of course reminded of her time crunch before class.   only then does she tilt her head with narrow eyes]    someone seems to know my schedule.    i’m not going,   i have a date    ..of sorts,   to attend to.   i will survive without literature

@stoiqrc   i am  [it might’ve been the baby, or the news of its existence or both that may have warrant her new attitude.  quick to be defensive,     and no longer eager to say more than two or three words.  old digital books are returned to the shelves and she falls into a small step to find the next,    one they will read after the holidays]     you’ll be late for you class, cyra     [the loose sleeve is pulled, staring at the watch on her hand]    three minutes 

@spacediva     wh—    [she was interrupted upon sigyn’s shoe being thrown right at her.   nonetheless,   she caught it,   god bless her quick reflexes.    she groans,   standing up from her previous position.   in truth,   she found the rock she sat on rather comfortable]   why are you  /barefoot?/   and i’m sure he’s fine      ..the cave is deep,   he’s not stupid enough to die in there.  and if he did?  who cares!   we can go back to crowne and tell everyone how brave he was and his memory will live on forever,   fly high ares     [did she want to go in there?   hell no.   she would be content walking right back to crowne and leaving ares to his own devices within the cave.   but now that sigyn insisted she go in after him,   she felt inclined to tag along    ..not without a warranted eye roll of course]    like hell am i staying out here by myself.   just     ..go,   i’m coming right behind you

@stoiqrc  ah.   [her hands lay on her hips,  foot (which lacked a shoe) tapping against the pavement.     those same arms would drop, swinging while a sputtering breath is made]    should we go in? no, that’s to dangerous. but what if he’s dead?!    (..)    i’m going in, hold my other shoe 

the idiot in the cave has the backpack of food,   so i guess we’re here to starve.   it would be more fun if he came out of the cave to tell us he found a lead     ..but i guess it’s better than going to class