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Ciri: You are right.. I just wanted to apologize, my actions almost got you killed..

*She meets Perenelle's cold stare.*

Ciri: I apologize to you as well Perenelle.. I hope you can forgive me.

OOC #Second

Bic What's your name kid?

*Attempting to hide wings*

Ooc: not if you can write yourself up there. Remember there's no combat, we're Scooby Doo-ing it up here.

Bic: [The boy looks confused] Ben. Student number four seven eight five, year three of Progenium Minor. [Panics] Ma'am! [Covers head]

Ooc yeah..

And imagine Marla in a elagent dress, non augmented but younger and in her current jewellery though.

Looks total alien in run down schola

Bic
Hey... This is odd...
No one listed on... Sisterhood... There only commisars...

This place has no ... Graduates leaving for other branchs...
Is this place real?

OOC: WEEE DID IT! YEAHAAAAAA
BiC:
*Perenelle speaks coldly*
Perenelle: Do not, do it, again.
Nicholas: No, it's okay. I made a poor choice trying to go myself too.
*Perenelle sighs and looks less cold*
Perenelle: Just do not do it again.


*Cal looks around thinking*
Cal: That's a good question Marla...
*Leans down to Ben and smiles friendly*
Cal: Hey, don't worry, we're not going to hurt you, we're here to help

OOC: Give it up for page 2000.

OOC:
Not if I can write myself up there? What do you mean?

*Uncovers Ben's hands slowly*

I'm not going to hurt you, but can you tell me, are those your parents over there?

*Points at the two commissars at the end of the hall*

Ooc 2000! First 2k thread on the site!

And you appear in brain as who you want to be. Ie Marla has no augments, same with yarrick.

Teleport up. Joinnkimmy and sit down. Your in brain..
Bic
*marla* let me try..

*smiles gentley*
Hello.. I'm Marla..

Sister Marla.
Not gonna hurt you.

*Taeria comes out of the bathroom in a white dress and she gets back into bed silently*
God..
*She braids her long hair*
I hope everyone is alright..
*Tempted to go out and check on everyone*
it's lonely..
OOC Woot Woot!

This was a long way from the Imperium. Only one Sister, no abbots. No PDF. Look at the commissars. [Gestures] They are all retirement age, or older.

I visited here as a Propoganda exercise maybe a month before this. The season smells the same.

[Looks to Cal] What did you see?

[Young Benny leans out of the cupboard and withdraws with a squeak] [Covers mouth and looks terrified] I d-didn't want to take part in a combat drill... They called my parents in to discipline me.

Cal: A storm, it didn't quite look like a warp storm, but doesn't look like a normal one either...

*Ciri nods.*

Ciri: I swear.

*She walks back into the main room.*

OOC: Lol just saw that

*I shimmer into view next to Marla*
*I have far fewer scars and no augments*
*I'm clad in a simple set of Guard fatigues*

OOC:
I'm just going to apologize again. Partially to Vanden, and partially to everyone else here for not admitting that I was wrong and continuing the argument. It's something that I genuinely have trouble doing.

*Marla *

Yarrick this place only trains commissar...
No other branchs listed..

Its odd. *looks sad at run down chapel*
That must of once been a sisterhood class... Its so neglected.
*spots a old sister in robes and with long grey hair and looks ancient *

She must be sister oak..

*Marla sees milo*
Hello dear. Welcome to a schola..

*smiles and looks younger in a elgant dress, ger normal jewals and has no augments*
Me.. 50 years ago. I added the jewals..

*takes milos hand*
Hey.. Takes us back to being in the schola...

[There is a crack that shakes the foundations of the building] [Several children start crying, and the teaching commissars look across to one another] [The sky is taking a green hue around the storm]
[The commissars call for calm, and walk amongst the students, trying to calm them down] [They mostly succeed]

*Ciri goes into Taeria's room.*

Ciri: Hey Tae...

*She looks at Taeria in awe.*

Ciri: The dress.. is wow.

OOC: All good Wk

*Cal looks around worried at the cracking*
Cal: That's what I saw, the storm is uppon us

*I tense as the room shakes*
*I give Marla a small smile*
You've never seen me without the scars, this is the real me. We didn't talk much during our Schola years. This place gives me some bad memories

[Benny's parents look undisturbed by the shaking]

[Benny clings to Amelia and looks terrified]

*Reflexively reaches for holster, but doesn't find anything*
All we can do is watch...

*marla*

Oh I saw you.. *smiles* just never said hello.
You where cute then... Still are... *kisses milo*

I married you for you. Scars and all.
*squeezes hand* I'm with you. Its gonna be fine.

*looks around*
*sees a flash and a light turns on. And off rapidly across a courtyard*
This place... Its bigger but they only use this wing...

*hands a map round she found on wall*
The rest of area is marked off limits to students.

*Puts an arm around Benny and looks around*

Anomaly, or no?

Sometimes I wonder what would have changed if I wasn't transferred to the Guard...

*Taeria Shrugs a little and blushes*
This old thing?
*She smiles happily*
How was today? Am I allowed to come out?
*Taeria slips on some fuzzy socks*

[Benny looks up] We cannot go in the other wings because the insulation falls on us. That is how Commissar Weng died.
The men were supposed to come and mend the building, but the funds were taken to pay for transports for our last few troopers to go to the Eye of Terror.
It's just us, now.

[Benny's parents are ignoring both him and the shaking]

[The tutor commissars are assembling the younger classes of pupils to go into the gymnasium, and looking uneasy] [They are notably checking their weapons] [The tutor leading the oldest class is waiting for the younger year to leave, and arming the students with rudimentary power weapons] [Many clearly have no power source]

*Gets up and keeps an arm around Benny*

C'mon, lets get somewhere safe.

*Leads Benny over to Yarrick*

Where now, babe?

*marla*

Id of never met you....
Likely you'd of found someone else. Your kind.

Sisterhood earmarked me from first few months...commissariat wanted me but sisterhood won.

My father only sent me to be safer, taught and such.. The schola... Was a odd time for me.

*to amy*
That chapel looks solid. There often armoured. Well should be...
Its old... But ... Looks strong.

*Cal looks around nervously*
Cal: Somewhere sturdy I would think...

*Puts the braid up into a high bun*
How did you s-sleep last night?
*Taeria fiddles with the hem of the delicate dress*