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@shion
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Falle
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Safe Haven [Xander, Open] - Posted Jan 27, 2019 9:30:24 GMT -7
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If anything could reliably distract her from this strange happenings that were quickly becoming very complicated, it was schoolwork. It was her own world, one where she knew exactly what she wanted and how she could achieve it. It was the same haven when she was very young, and it was the same now, even though the distraction it provided was only momentary.
The agency didn't need to have her go to their office or to Trandy yet; there was going to be a summer shoot, but it was still in the planning stages. So this afternoon found Shion in the Student Council office. It was quite late in the day and the meeting had been adjourned half an hour ago, but she stayed on to work on the books in peace and quiet. The rest of the council tended to vacate the room when she was accounting too, as none of them wanted her to make mistakes. Mistakes that could have been caused by them making noise or fooling around. Even Phoenix, who would usually provide unhelpful commentary on what she was working on, was uncharacteristically quiet today.
Was it because of the events at the mall yesterday? Or was it just being silent because it knew that the moment it made the slightest peep, it would be bombarded with questions?
The office door opened, causing Shion to be roused from her thoughts. She lifted her head, saw who was at the door, then put her pencil down between the pages of the accounting book. "I don't want to talk about it here." She started. There was only one reason he'd seek her out, after the incident at the Bubble.
Tag: XANDER SMITH
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Tiggy
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Safe Haven [Xander, Open] - Posted Jan 27, 2019 13:45:12 GMT -7
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That type they don't follow any rules' You're looking tall, you're looking tough I'm sorry dude, it's not enough Your girlfriend's purse won't help you win this duel | ❞ |
Walking through the vacant hallways further reminded him of how tired he truly was. Showing no intent to stifle it, a loud yawn escaped his mouth. Between his already messed up sleep schedule, working late at night, and the events at the mall yesterday he was exhausted. And no amounts of coffee or energy drinks could keep him awake. As much as he wanted to be at home in his bed under 7 blankets, he had business to attend to. Relatively important business. Serious business. Super mega imp- who was he kidding.
While it was technically a matter of life and death, he didn’t have to do it. But, he would feel bad if he came to school one day and heard that a couple of his classmates went missing, or worse, showed up dead. So he took it upon himself to talk to the people from the mall. The redhead guy seemed like he was in college so he could take care of himself, probably. The one guy from his class, what was his name again? Lars? Lance? Well he could talk to him whenever. He didn’t seem like the busy type. Then there was the blue haired girl. He was pretty sure he had seen her around the school a couple of times, so he could find her at a later date as well. Which just left one person.
He stopped in front of the closed door of the student council room. He thought about knocking, but he wasn't one for formalities.He opened the door. Before he could even cross the threshold, he was greeted with a cold and dismissive remark from Shion.
“Well hello to you too madame treasurer.” He leaned against the frame of the door. “And cmon, you dont wanna talk about the wonderful time we had at the mall yesterday?.”
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Safe Haven [Xander, Open] - Posted Feb 10, 2019 6:38:56 GMT -7
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After all that had happened at the mall and the new discoveries they'd made there, Shion had expected this, not just from Xander but from all her schoolmates that had been there. She did leave quite early, so if they conversed some more atop the Bubble then she had not been involved in it. Maybe she'd unceremoniously become part of some odd club for people who were able to fight the Shadows and they just needed to let her know that. Which she would have somewhat welcomed, given how, until some time ago, she'd felt quite alone in that area, if not for someone who had disappointed her. Can't even take the time to sent a single text message. And that lame excuse. Who does that in that kind of dangerous situation?
"We say good morning and good afternoon to each other in class every day, Mister Smith. If you'd wanted to speak, you had all day to approach me." She shrugged. It didn't feel right attaching a Japanese honorific to a Western name. No, she wasn't usually as curt with visitors to the Student Council office. The events at the mall, and the continued presence of that tree on the roof, might have been getting to her more than she realized. Or maybe she was (rightly) being hyper conscious that some poor soul might overhear them and consider them as insane. Or one of those conspiracy theorists. Or both.
From what she'd observed of her classmate, it wasn't likely that he'd just go away though. Heaving a sigh, Shion closed the accounting book and rose to her feet. "Wonderful isn't exactly the word I'd use, but you probably already know that." She gestured to the small receiving area off to the side. "If you insist, please shut the door behind you. Would you care for some tea?" The Council tended to entertain important guests at times, so they had some provisions. Without waiting for his answer, Shion set out two cups of tea on the coffee table for the two of them, then sat on the armchair with ankles delicately crossed. "So... The tree's still there. We fought those things. There's quite a few of us who can in this school, apparently, and I'm not even sure if there's a reason for that or if the reason matters. Anything specific that you wanted to talk about?"
If she recalled right, the young man before her had the same power as hers -- a Guardian, rather than the Persona the others seemed to call out to. Did that mean that he'd nearly died at some point, like she did?
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