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May 19, 2015 06:04AM
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Lucus W. Dragich bolted up the path to the Pyre Lounge. With hardly a pause, he burst through coal-black doors rimmed in red. A soft glow coming from the floor and torches from a chandelier above cast his young face in odd shadows.
Come on, come on! Faster, feet!
He zipped haphazardly down halls and came to a staircase. Once he was up these (having nearly tripped a few times), he came to a long hall lined with doors. The door frames were etched with red--and decidedly flowery--patterns.
Abruptly, he made a noise and backpedaled to the first floor.
Girl's dorm...how did I get that mixed up?
Back on the first floor, he went to the left of the staircase and down another hall. The frames on this floor had a single line through them. A few glowed, showing occupancy (or the lack thereof).
Fifth door, to the right.
He crashed into the room, hopped over an unlit fire-pit in the center, and dumped the contents of his backpack onto the bed set in the wall.
His hands rifled through the items and tossed articles of clothing into an empty dresser. His bag's straps rattled.
A carving knife, half modeled block of wood, two small books, and pencil were thrown back into the bag.
With a small whoop, he slung it over his shoulders and ran back outside.
He shouted, glancing every way he could without dislocating his head. "Stephan!"
He reached the path to the Terrane building. His foot struck the path...
And he froze.
Lucas jerked away from the green-stoned road and mumbled something derogatory about rules.
He spun on his heel, looking for a path that lead to the Main Hall.
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A soft glow coming from the floor and torches from a chandelier above ..."
((I love it!!!! I wish I had someone in Pyre right now. :P))
Merenwen wrote: "Lucus W. Dragich bolted up the path to the Pyre Lounge. With hardly a pause, he burst through coal-black doors rimmed in red. A soft glow coming from the floor and torches from a chandelier above ..."
((Can I just say that this post is awesome? :D))
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((IKR???))
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Her roommate wasn't there, maybe she wasn't even in the building yet. Or maybe she wouldn't have a roommate. That would be awesome. She headed out the front door. She was pretty sure Thorn was in Aqueous, and that she wasn't allowed to go there. She saw the same boy ahead of her, grumbling and looking around. "Hey," she greeted him, approaching. "You're in Pyre, right?"
Lucas stuttered to a stop.His mouth clamped shut, and his eyes narrowed. He tugged at his pack's strap. Once he'd decided that she'd asked him which house he was in, and not something about his pants being on fire, he said, "Yeah."
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a path to a building slightly smaller than the rest.
He dashed for it. "Stephan!" Abruptly, he stopped and backtracked to the girl.
He pointed at a large sign on the top of the building, the typeface of which quickly dissolved in his sight. "That says 'Main House' right?"
[BTW, I'm attempting to build the Pyre lounge in Minecraft (Xbox version). If it ends up looking nice, I'll post pics/PM you guys. :D]
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North shrugged. "I don't know, I'm new. But my brother said it's a little farther. It's supposed to be ginormous. I was planning on heading there myself."
Lucas gave a long, annoyed sigh and scuffed the ground with his leather boots. "Okay, bigger building, further ahead." He gave a jerky nod then took off running.
When he came to a building he considered ginormous further ahead that was by the side of a road unmarked for a particular house, he went inside (rather chaotically, of course).
No one was there yet. At least, none that he noticed.
With another sigh and defeated flop, he landed in a blue seat. Just as quickly he was up again.
He waited outside, rocking on his toes and straining to see any figures approaching from the Terrane building.
[@C.B.: I checked out the pictures, and they look great! Fantasy geek that I am, though, I was picturing something more along the lines of "small but palace-like". ;D]
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North put her hands on her hips. "What a jerk," she growled and stomped down the main path after him. A few kids were already heading in that direction. She reached the main building and stuck her nose in the air, ignoring the boy. Jerk. A stupid jerk. She plopped down on a red bench, worrying that she'd done something wrong. Why did this guy hate her?
[Oh, lol! XD I'm not totally opposed to that...let's see what happens. ;)][Where did the phrase "shipping" (in relation to, well, character relations) come from, anyways? Do you know??]
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Esme cautiously climbed up the stairs to the girls dorm. A boy streaked by, catching her off guard. Esme was the first to come out of her family and she didn't know the rules, but why was a boy in the girls dorm? Shaking this off, she continued up the stairs.
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"I guess." Esme took a seat on a cushioned red chair.
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"Chocolate, delicious. So, North, do you have an other siblings besides Thorn?" Esme asked.
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"I have five younger brothers and a baby sister," Esme said, getting up and standing by North. "Which element is Thorn?"
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"Emery would probably be there, too. And yes, we do have lots of kids," Esme said, smiling.
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"Well, they all listen to me because I have an extrmely short temper and their stuff ends up missing. Though I don't know why," Esme said, a smirk crossing her face.
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"I do that too. I do pretty much everything that makes me worst sister of the year. Is the hot chocolate almost done? I wouldn't mind something after the long journey here."
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Esme sat on the stool beside North. She took a long sip of the beverage, not minding the heat. "So, are you excited for training?"
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Lucas would have been in a better mood had it not been for the last subject he and his brother had talked about: books.His frustration built up every time he thought about the way the letters refused to stay for him.
So, rather irate, he stalked quietly into the Lounge.
Without paying much attention to the others, he plopped himself on a chair.
Let's see...was he more tired, or angst-filled? Angst, definitely.
He pulled off his pack and retrieved a half-carved block of wood. As he worked at the body of an owl, his tongue stuck slightly out the side of his mouth.
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"Good," North replied, smiling, her stomach fluttering. "Would you like some hot chocolate?"
"Sure," he said easily, his eyes locking with hers.
She stood up and headed into the kitchen. "You want some hot chocolate, Mr. Woodcarver? Or are you too busy?"
Lucas was soon finished with the body. The gentle curves of partially opened wings had been the most fun to do.This was going to be perfect. He slowly drove the point into the head where he wanted the eyes to be. Not too big, with a shine, and--
Someone said something. He wasn't sure what, but the sound invaded his concentration and made him slip just enough with the knife to gouge the pupil.
He glared at the person--a girl, he thought he recognized her--and pushed down the urge to blow up at her. He managed it...until he stood up.
"Look what you made me do!"
What he said next, he wasn't really sure. He did know that he shoved the figure beneath her face, said something about "irrepairability," and somehow managed to make it to his room without yelling at anyone else.
He moved to toss his bag on his bed. And realized that he'd left it.
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As more people gathered in the lounge, Esme decided that she would go back to her room and read one of the books she had brought. As she was climbing the stairs Esme heard a boy shouting.Esme just shook it off and continued up the stairs.
[Not sure if I've said anything here yet, but I'm going to be gone all next week. Camping!! :D]Lucas returned to the lobby, still clutching his knife and wood block. He grumbled some more and glowered about for his pack. There, in the chair.
He stomped over, tossed his items into it, and hefted it onto his shoulders.
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North saw Lucas and felt tears well up again. She took off running down the hall and out the front door. She found a bench mostly hidden and collapsed onto it. Why did he have to yell at her like that? Others' opinions shouldn't affect her so much, but they did. And his hurt. Was he right?
(I'll be at camp for the next two weeks. I shouldn't be around for awhile)Esme heard crying drift through her room's open window. She looked down and saw North sitting on a bench crying.
Esme mumbles to herself about being a good roommate, then climbed down the stairs, walked through the lounge, went outside, and sat with her upset roommate.
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North jumped half a foot in the air when Esme sat down next to her. Somehow she hadn't heard her coming. She pulled her knees to her chest, quickly trying to get her crying under control.
(Go for it!)"Are you okay?" Esme asked, still not use to the whole people thing.
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"What's wrong?" Esme asked. She was going to put her hand on North's back, but then she hesitated and thought otherwise.
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"Well, I don't have much experience with guys. At all. But just ignore him. Or," Esme said with a smile, "you could always play a prank on him. But my advice may not be the best. Just do what you think."Esme smiled to herself. She now felt like she had a sister that was her own age, and she liked it.
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"Well, maybe you'll meet at least one boy who's not a jerk. You're the only person I've talked to who's not on staff, so I don't know anyone who's good or bad. If he gets too annoying, there's always payback," Esme said smiling. "As you can tell, I like payback and pranks. You tend to like those kind of things with my amount of siblings."
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