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Oct 23, 2014 06:00PM
"I'm the one who threw the spear at you. I'm sorry," Amber apologized. "She's made up for it, though," Simon said. "Don't you think, Ryan?"
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"Right," Taylor nodded, walking over to Marissa before it got any more awkward.
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"Hi," Marissa said.
((I guess she'd rather deal with her own awkward than Ryan and Amber's))"I don't speak Italian," Taylor said, beginning to pace. "However, I'm great with Latin and Greek roots. Amo...sounds similar to the root amor, meaning love. The 'la' part of it...I suppose amo is feminine." Taylor continued pacing, not looking at Marissa. "Now, either I'm wrong - which would be embarrassing - or I'm right - also embarrassing." Taylor stopped and stared at Marissa. "You told your mother that you loved me in Italian, didn't you?"
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Taylor nodded. "So I was right. I'm going to try for the more...universal... approach," she grinned. She grabbed Marissa's head in her hands and pulled it towards her, standing on her tip toes. Taylor pressed her lips against Marissa's, and the world - if just for that one moment - revolved around them.
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Simon and everyone else sort of stared at them for a moment, transfixed by their openness. Then, the doorbell rang.
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Marissa pulled away. "What-"
Taylor blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I've got it." She opened the door and saw a quite familiar blonde-haired girl.
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The Herondale girl smiled and waved to Ryan. "Hello," said Amy.
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"Hi, Amy. Come on in," Taylor said, stepping away from the door so Amy could enter. "For all those who didn't know, this is Amy. She's Ryan and me's sister." Amy smiled again, looking around the room. There were many faces she didn't recognize. "Um...what happened here?" Amy asked, very quiet. "The unconscious woman on the floor is the homocidal mother of the girl to your left and the boy at the back of the room. She tried to poison Taylor with the assistance of the girl next to Ryan, and failed. After realizing this, she tried to kill both Ryan and Taylor and was thwarted by the same girl I was just talking about. So...not much," Simon explained.
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Amy looked up at Daniel, her expression becoming like that of a deer caught in the headlights. "Uh..."Taylor closed the door. "She's not good at the whole speaking thing, especially around strangers," Taylor explained. Amy punched her sister in the arm, blushing fiercely.
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"No. I- I'm fine," Taylor said. Amy frowned, examining Taylor. She reached into the pocket of one her bags and pulled out a stele. She drew the rune for blood loss, as well as an iratze on Taylor's neck. "Liar," she whispered.
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"First off, hi Amy. I hope you had fun at Magnus and Alec's. Now would be as good a time as any to call the Clave," Jace suggested. "What do you think, Clary?" A bit of the color had returned to Taylor's face, but she still looked a bit pale. Amy cocked her head. "What else did you do?"
"Nothing. I'm fine," Taylor insisted stubbornly.
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Jace kissed Clary quickly. "Love you."Amy gave Taylor a hard look and Taylor glanced guilty at her stomach. Amy lifted Taylor's shirt and began to clean up the messily healing wound.
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"There," Amy said, letting Taylor's shirt go. She then started back towards her room, but ran into Daniel.
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Amy's eyes widened and she reverted to her deer-in-the-headlights stare. "Uh...h-hi."
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"Sure," Taylor said. Amy remained frozen where she was, too nervous to move much.
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Amy continued standing where she was. "Um..." Ben came down the stairs looking quite surprised. "Ryan? Taylor? Amy?"
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((Correct))"Marissa and Taylor made out," Amber supplied. Simon bit back a laugh, and Amy was shocked out of her stupor. "Taylor did what?" she demanded, her volume surprising everyone.
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"I missed this?" Ben replied. Amy looked at Taylor, completely in shock.
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"Well, uh, n-nice m-m-meeting y-you," Amy smiled shyly and ducked out of the room.
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"I'd better go, too. Important...adult-y things," said Simon."What's up with your hair, Amber? You kinda look like you've just rolled out of bed," Ben said. "Probably 'cause I did," Amber admitted sheepishly.
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Amber smiled, then turned to Taylor. "I'm really sorry about the poison stuff." Taylor grabbed Amber by the shoulders, staring right at her. "Hey. It's okay. Don't worry about it - at least I'm still alive!"
((Can I join the rp with my character somehow? Her story is that she moves from another institute to this one after five years there))
((Can you tell me when? I'm totally lost with this RP, but at least my charrie will be too.))
((come in whenever. I don't understand anything here either. sigh.))
"Hello?" Amanda called, trying to find someone. Her suitcases were in her hand, and she walked around, confused. There was nobody here, they said that there would be other people here that were my age, she thought.
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((at my house. I had to leave early. ))
