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((He be pwnage. Yes. I said pwnage.))"Very good. Your friend should take notes from you!" The man said, his voice pure delight.
((Plus he's Asian. And Asian people are awesome.
(I'm secretly Asian, my friends have decided. I just dyed my hair and lived under a rock for three years, which explains my pale-ish skin. And my not understanding Facebook.)))
(I'm secretly Asian, my friends have decided. I just dyed my hair and lived under a rock for three years, which explains my pale-ish skin. And my not understanding Facebook.)))
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((YESH. Asian people are AWESOME.
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Savita huffed indiginantly. "I taught him all that," she grumbled under her breath.
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Savita huffed indiginantly. "I taught him all that," she grumbled under her breath.
((Yeah, they are usually really good comedians.))"Did you? Very nicely done." His voice shone with approval.
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"Yes. I enjoy watching people be reduced to verbal offenses because they can't do anything else. It's the best thing to watch. Better than cable."
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((Ugh, never saw this post.))
Jacob growled low in his throat. "I'll show you verbal offense!" He lunged for the edge of the draining pool. Savita grabbed his arm, yanking him back.
Jacob growled low in his throat. "I'll show you verbal offense!" He lunged for the edge of the draining pool. Savita grabbed his arm, yanking him back.
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"Well, mutants. I always say bird kids when I mean mutants. I don't usually deal with eraser in this testing zone."
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"Very true. However, your genetics are only different in the fact that your made of dog, she's made of bird."
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((Nooooooooooo! My internet shut down oddly earlier, and it erased what I'd written from Dreamers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
He growled again, louder. "And I deserve more respect than her."
Savita was silent, eyes wide.
He growled again, louder. "And I deserve more respect than her."
Savita was silent, eyes wide.
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((Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang it.))
Jacob hesitated for a moment, sliding a glance over at Savita, then he nodded. "I do."
Jacob hesitated for a moment, sliding a glance over at Savita, then he nodded. "I do."
((IKR?! I have to get up early, and I know I'm not going to sleep well *glares at cat on end of bed*))"Why?"
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((D: Alright.))
Jacob bit his lip, looking away from Savita and running a hand through his brown hair. "Well, the School uses us to chase renegade bird kids, right? That's something. And, we don't live locked up in cages. And we're stronger."
Jacob bit his lip, looking away from Savita and running a hand through his brown hair. "Well, the School uses us to chase renegade bird kids, right? That's something. And, we don't live locked up in cages. And we're stronger."
((okay. One last post.))"But you cannot fly, and the amount of time that you will live is much more shaky. Your altogether unpredictable. And I'm not disagreeing with you, I just like hearing people out."
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((Of course.))
Jacob sighed, shaking his head. "We terrify people more," he grumbled slightly. "I'm living just fine anyway."
Jacob sighed, shaking his head. "We terrify people more," he grumbled slightly. "I'm living just fine anyway."
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((I had to retype it all. Finaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally finished chapter...20? 19?))
He grunted slightly, a bit rudely.
((G2G))
He grunted slightly, a bit rudely.
((G2G))
Scarlett ducked just as a clock whizzed over her head. She's really strong, she thought as the wall hangings and little pieces of furniture swirled around the room in a tornado. Even the dust was displaced, giving the tornado an almost solid outline. It was something out of a movie.
Scarlett righted herself, sitting a little lower this time. She tried not to look at the family who's mind was probably exploding.
Scarlett righted herself, sitting a little lower this time. She tried not to look at the family who's mind was probably exploding.
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((:D))
Jacob snorted, rolling his eyes. "Really?!" He asked, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Savita was silent, still turning his earlier words over.
Jacob snorted, rolling his eyes. "Really?!" He asked, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Savita was silent, still turning his earlier words over.
Stella had to concentrate a lot more now, and she could almost feel the strength draining out of her. This definitely wasn't the first time she had overused her power, but she came away just as exhausted as always. Her chanting was even louder now, but she had to pause for gasps of air in between. Suddenly, she stopped. The objects in the air fell abruptly to the ground, and the window opened and closed for the last time.
After wiping the beads of sweat that had formed on her forehead away with her sleeve, she turned back around to face the completely stunned family. She had to step over a few shards of broken glass on the floor to reach them. She motioned behind her for Devyn and Scarlett to follow. Then she met the woman's eyes and nodded before simply saying, "James is gone now."
After wiping the beads of sweat that had formed on her forehead away with her sleeve, she turned back around to face the completely stunned family. She had to step over a few shards of broken glass on the floor to reach them. She motioned behind her for Devyn and Scarlett to follow. Then she met the woman's eyes and nodded before simply saying, "James is gone now."
Scarlett nodded, as if confirming Stella's statement. She hopped off the bed, making it creak like it was sighing in relief. She picked up the box of tissues and set it down on the nightstand. The room was a mess, a hazard to the little boy who ran around with a kite trailing in his wake. The mom would have to clean this up at the first chance she got. That is, if she ever wanted to enter this room again.
"Thank you for using our services." She gave a friendly smile and shook Mrs. Robinson's hand, then stooped down to shake the boy's hand. Both of them were sweaty and cold and neither of them gave more than a nod.
"Thank you for using our services." She gave a friendly smile and shook Mrs. Robinson's hand, then stooped down to shake the boy's hand. Both of them were sweaty and cold and neither of them gave more than a nod.
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"I suppose. Just wondering if you had anything else to add. Savita, you seem awfully quiet. What have you to say?"
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((Ugh, only one post, sorry.))
Savita shook her head. "Nothing," she muttered through gritted teeth.
Jacob rolled his eyes once more.
Savita shook her head. "Nothing," she muttered through gritted teeth.
Jacob rolled his eyes once more.
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Jacob glared at the unseen voice. "You want more?"
He took a deep breath, then let loose with a very long string of profanity.