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The woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "You'd better come upstairs," she said finally, her eyes falling on Scarlett and Devyn now. "And..."
"They're with me," Stella said simply. The woman nodded, accepting the answer, and turned to lead them up the stairs. When her back was turned, Stella shot a smirk back at the other two, her expression changing completely. As they ascended the staircase, Stella spotted a flicker of color above out of the corner of her eye, like someone running around. "Who lives here with you, Mrs-" she glanced down at the name scrawled in blue pen on her hand "-Robinson?"
"Just my son and I."
"No husband?"
"No."
"Is he the problem?"
She hesitated again, then replied warily, "No. He's not the problem."
"They're with me," Stella said simply. The woman nodded, accepting the answer, and turned to lead them up the stairs. When her back was turned, Stella shot a smirk back at the other two, her expression changing completely. As they ascended the staircase, Stella spotted a flicker of color above out of the corner of her eye, like someone running around. "Who lives here with you, Mrs-" she glanced down at the name scrawled in blue pen on her hand "-Robinson?"
"Just my son and I."
"No husband?"
"No."
"Is he the problem?"
She hesitated again, then replied warily, "No. He's not the problem."
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Jacob sighed, massaging his temples.
Savita floated on an air current, wings outstretched blissfully.
Savita floated on an air current, wings outstretched blissfully.
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"But then again, you seem like you might be easy to trick into stuff so that you can't retaliate." Pyro thought aloud.
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Scarlett smiled, relieved that Mrs. Robinson was so trusting. "How long have you been having problems?" She tried to sound professional, like this information was important. She glanced at the photos that lined the wall. There was Mrs. Robinson and her son, as well a man who Scarlett assumed was the father. They looked happy enough.
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"I don't know. Tell me something."((sigh. I don't know how much longer I'll be on. MY parents are starting to be do the annoying parent things))
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((Same here...))
Jacob bit his lip, thinking. "The acceleration of free fall, aka gravity, is nine point eight meters per second squared."
Jacob bit his lip, thinking. "The acceleration of free fall, aka gravity, is nine point eight meters per second squared."
((Kay))"Ooh. That's a good one." Pyro imformed him. "Just stop looking like you're all brawn and you'll get less problems."
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Pyro looked thoughtfully at him. She then darted over to Savita, grabbed her wirst, and pulled her towards Jacob. "How would you make him look smarter without runing his.... 'good looks'?"
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"it makes you look too.... jock? Grow it out. It makes you look less intense and maybe less angry."((gtg))
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RedPath wrote: "Scarlett smiled, relieved that Mrs. Robinson was so trusting. "How long have you been having problems?" She tried to sound professional, like this information was important. She glanced at the phot..."
"It started when-" she stopped abruptly. "Well, I suppose I should show you something first."
Following Mrs. Robinson down a short hallway, Stella scanned the many drawings taped to the wall. One looked like a stick figure family, with four names written underneath in childish handwriting. As they approached the door at the end of the hallway, a young boy ran past them, laughing, and into the opposite room. Behind him trailed a purple kite, the string leading to his hand.
"Caleb, I told you to stop that!" Mrs. Robinson called after him. Her tone was more tired than stern. She motioned them into the empty room, which Stella could tell was much different than the rest of the house. There was a bed on one side, faded posters on the walls, a chest-of-drawers in the corner. It could have been a normal bedroom, but it looked more deserted than that.
Stella immediately closed her eyes and placed a hand on one of the pale walls. She muttered something under her breath, and what seemed like a gust of wind blew through the open wind and caused the drapes to fly towards them. However, the air in the room was as still as ever.
Suddenly, Stella opened her eyes and looked straight at the woman, her eyes appearing even more startling blue than before. "So, Mrs. Robinson. Tell me more about James, please. Your other son?"
To Stella, the look on the woman's face in the next moment was priceless.
"It started when-" she stopped abruptly. "Well, I suppose I should show you something first."
Following Mrs. Robinson down a short hallway, Stella scanned the many drawings taped to the wall. One looked like a stick figure family, with four names written underneath in childish handwriting. As they approached the door at the end of the hallway, a young boy ran past them, laughing, and into the opposite room. Behind him trailed a purple kite, the string leading to his hand.
"Caleb, I told you to stop that!" Mrs. Robinson called after him. Her tone was more tired than stern. She motioned them into the empty room, which Stella could tell was much different than the rest of the house. There was a bed on one side, faded posters on the walls, a chest-of-drawers in the corner. It could have been a normal bedroom, but it looked more deserted than that.
Stella immediately closed her eyes and placed a hand on one of the pale walls. She muttered something under her breath, and what seemed like a gust of wind blew through the open wind and caused the drapes to fly towards them. However, the air in the room was as still as ever.
Suddenly, Stella opened her eyes and looked straight at the woman, her eyes appearing even more startling blue than before. "So, Mrs. Robinson. Tell me more about James, please. Your other son?"
To Stella, the look on the woman's face in the next moment was priceless.
Devyn had been standing quietly in the doorway until now. she noticed the little boy with the kite, Caleb, peering in from the other side of the room. As stella and scarlett talked to the woman, devyn quietly walked up to him, "Hi," she said, kneeling down o be closer to his height, "are you caleb? I'm Devyn." she smiled kindly, "That's a cool kite."
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Scarlett glanced over at Devyn talking to Caleb and couldn't help but smile. Good job. Now they were even more trustworthy.
She returned her eyes to the woman, trying to keep a straight face as Stella mentioned her other son. Eventually, she couldn't do so and calmly walked around the room with feather light steps, not wanting to disturb anything. She pretended to inspect the room carefully, as if looking for the ghost. She tensed visably, as if she sensed something near the window as the curtain fluttered. Might as well.
She looked at Stella knowingly, trying to feign seriousness.
She returned her eyes to the woman, trying to keep a straight face as Stella mentioned her other son. Eventually, she couldn't do so and calmly walked around the room with feather light steps, not wanting to disturb anything. She pretended to inspect the room carefully, as if looking for the ghost. She tensed visably, as if she sensed something near the window as the curtain fluttered. Might as well.
She looked at Stella knowingly, trying to feign seriousness.
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"Me." Pyro replied. "I told you, I think that most of what you do is an act. Most, not all. You are a little bloodthirsty."
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(('Soaky.))
Jacob raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
Savita slowed, dropping to the ground silently. "We're almost here."
Jacob raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
Savita slowed, dropping to the ground silently. "We're almost here."
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Savita came to a halt in front of a large gate, gesturing for Jacob to go first. He placed his hand on a scanner, waiting for the light to blink. After his confirmation, Savita stepped forward.
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