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Smiling at Lysandra, Lexi said, "Oh, I'm just fine. Thanks." She shuffled through the pretty large stack of invitations in her hand as she waited around for more committee members to show up. Hopefully they hadn't forgotten about the meeting---did she need to send them an owl, too? Deciding that they'd probably be arriving soon, the professor just relaxed on one of the railings and quietly admired the surroundings.
Pretty soon, lots more committee members came in, most apologizing for being late. "Oh, don't worry---you're not late," she assured them. She'd only been here waiting around for about a minute or two anyway. "Alright, so...we'll go ahead and get started, then when the others show up, they can just jump right on in." She smiled and waved at Masterson and his cute little girl as she talked.
She distributed a few Slytherin invitations to those already in attendance. "Mmkay, these are already addressed, so just call for an owl and attach one or two invitations to its leg," she said. "I'm giving each of you about four or five invitations, though, so you'll probably need to call at least two owls."
.. Really, why hadn't she thought about the owls when she signed up for the Invitations Committee? It was obvious owls would be involved, she had known that - but still, she failed to really think that factor over. From where she stood in the archway, Katie leaned against the wall a little bit as Professor Carlton passed out a few Slytherin invitations to each student, instructing them in what to do.
Sighing softly, Katie inched forward, glancing around at the birds warily until she turned to focus her attention on the Charms Professor and accepted some of the invitations with a small smile. She could do it.. yeah, of course she could! Katie silently tried to assure herself, taking hesitant steps toward a waiting owl and, after catching it's sharp yellow gaze, glared back at the bird with the seemingly bad attitude. Leave it to her to find the reluctant owl! "Just.. stay still. No sudden movements and it'll be over quickly," Katie muttered to the owl whom held his leg out impatiently, perched on the windowsill.
Katie tucked two of the invitations under her arm, another she set beside the owl as she worked on tying the first one to his leg. "That.. wasn't so bad, now was it?" The owl ruffled it's feathers the slightest bit in response while she grabbed the second invitation, and being all too aware of the birds every move, Katie let out a sort of squeak of a noise and stepped back. Had she mentioned she had a thing about owls?
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Bonnie so hated herself right now! She felt awful. Just awful. She chewed her lip and tried to slip into the room quietly, not wanting people to look up and stare at her. 'Cause that's what people do when some is late... Grunt. Blushing, she walked up to her favourite Professor Carlton and said shyly, "Sorry I'm late." She took a few invitations, not looking up and crept over to her sister. "Have you been here long?" she whispered, tying an invite to a small owl's leg. How it was supposed to fly with it she had no idea!
Lexi gave Maddie a warm, understanding smile. "Oh, it's alright. We've only sent out a few of the invitations, so you're just in time for the rest of them," she assured.
As more and more of the Slytherin invitations made their way out of the Owlery and across the wizarding world, Lexi began to thumb through the remaining invitations. "Hmm," she said, talking to no one in particular. "We still need to send out the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw invitations." She plucked the Gryffindor invitations from the stack and placed the others nearby.
"Mmkay, team! Let's get the Gryffindor invitations sent out. If you still have some Slytherin invitations in your hand, go ahead and finish sending those out, too," she said. She made the rounds, passing the already-addressed invitations out to the committee members.
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Constantine put his baby girl down onto a comfortable area to sit and then stood up himself. He headed over to where she put down the other invitations. "Also, perhaps some of you can send out the Hufflepuff invitations," he added right after Carlton. He picked them up from the pile, ready to hand them to the students that wished to send them out.
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No sudden movements, she had told the owl! Katie eyed him as it would appear to eye her back, slowly lifting it's other leg as an offering. "Hmmph," the Hufflepuff readied the second invitation, carefully tying it on while watching the owl, just in case..
"There you go. Fly on, now.. go," Mister grumpy owl didn't need telling twice and took off out of the Owlery before she could turn to find another owl. A rather small sized owl flew over to her, again causing her to move away, though this one was certainly different than the last.
The little elf owl flew circles around her head, only landing on the sill when she asked, "Would you like to go, too?" Katie's eyebrows raised, surprised the thing was so eager and actually understood what was going on. Then again, that was typically an owl's job, right? "Huh.. okay, just.. stand there or something." Katie waited for the spastic little owl to stop hopping from talon to talon, wondering if the weight of two invitations would be too much for the little guy. With a shrug, she began to attatch the first with a bit of difficulty as she had to stop twice and put her hand out in case the little owl needed catching when he bounced too close to the edge. It was weird, actually kinda caring what happened to the feathered animal, but this one was a little different. He was kinda harmless and strange for an owl, really. "Alright, there. Can you fly like that?" Katie backed up a little bit to give the owl room, observing as he flew with little problems and didn't let himself be weighed down; in an instant, he was gone too.
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Constantine put his baby girl down onto a comfortable area to sit and then stood up himself. He headed over to where she put down the other invitations. "Also, perhaps some of you can send out the Hufflepuff invitations," he added right after Carlton. He picked them up from the pile, ready to hand them to the students that wished to send them out.
Katie turned back to the group of Mr. Masterson, Professor Carlton and students collecting more invitations to send off, she gave a little wave to the tiny little future Hufflepuff girl and smiled sweetly, greeting her, "Hey Jadyn! It's nice to see you again."
"I'll take a few of those, Mr. Masterson," the young girl then offered, approaching her Head of House for the badger's invites.
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"Me too." Melanie agreed, taking the parchment, quill, and ink (awww, she forgot to bring her color changing ink...) from Cadence. Then, she put the paper up against the wall so she'd have a hard surface to write on. The girl contemplated the situation, staring at the blank piece of parchment for a moment. Then, she began to write.
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Dear Dad,
I miss you. How have you been lately? I hope you’ve been feeling GREAT. I mean, really, really GREAT. After all, I am your daughter and would only wish for you the greatest happiness.
I can think of something that would make me really happy. My friend Cadence (I'm pretty sure I’ve told you about her) is having a camp out this summer at her house. I was invited and I really want to go.
I've given it some thought. If I stay with one of mom’s sisters and we won’t have to buy an extra plane ticket.
Please consider it. And don’t forget to write back!
Love,
Melanie
P.S.- If Bugle starts nipping at your finger or something, he probably wants food. I've found he's rather partial to Goldfish crackers.
Finished, she held the parchment up to her eye level, reading over the words. Right on time, her owl hopped from it's perch and began to flutter around her head, twittering like it had had too much sugar or something. After a minute of this, the little thing settled down to perch on a window ledge a few inches from where she was standing, holding its leg out in a helpful sort of manner. Melanie seized the moment of cooperation, folding the letter neatly and tying the tying it to Bugle's outstretched leg. "Take it to Dad, okay?" The owl hooted. Melanie took that as a yes. And apparently it was, because, at that very moment, Bugle flew eagerly out the window.
She watched her fly until she was out of sight, hoping she wouldn't hit any bad weather on the way home.
With that done and over with, Melanie turned around to look at Cadence. Her eyes lit up at the sight of the owl perching on her shoulder. "Oh! Can I give her a treat?" she asked Cadence eagerly, grinning from ear to ear.
Cadence watched as Lanie wrote the letter, stroking Arya. When Melanie's bird started flying the around, she could feel Arya stiffen on her shoulder. She had never been a hyper owl; she was always very composed. Once the other owl was out the window, Arya gave an almost indignant hoot and turned her amber eyes on Melanie at the word "treat". Cadi giggled a little at her owl's behavior and smiled at Melanie. "Sure! She loves treats!" Cadence said enthusiastically.
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As Constantine distributed the Hufflepuff invitations, Lexi passed a few Ravenclaw invitations to nearby committee members. "As soon as the Ravenclaws are invited, our work here in the Owlery will be done," she said, talking to the group as a whole rather than one specific person. "Go ahead and send those out, please, and then we'll make the rounds and post invites around the castle."
When there weren't anymore addressed invitations in her hand, Lexi pulled another slightly smaller stack of invitations out her handbag. These invitations weren't in envelopes, as they were meant to just be hung around the castle. She laid them out in four different groups---one stack for the Gryffindors, a second stack for the Hufflepuffs, a third stack for the Ravenclaws, and finally, a stack for the Slytherins.
"As soon as you're done sending out the invitations that need to be mailed, you can grab a few invitations from each of these stack and start hanging them around the school. Just make sure you don't hang one in a place someone else has already hung on in. We need them spread out as much as possible," she advised. "...and on that note, the Invitations Committee has done its work. All of you have done such an amazing job...thank you." She grabbed a few invitations from a nearby stack then added, "I think I'll go work on hanging a few, too. Thanks, team!" With her handbag in one hand and the invitations in the other, Lexi turned and headed out the Owlery.
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Vashti took a few of each of the invitations being passed out then tried to find a few of the schools' owls that were free. She finally spotted one and walked carefully up to it. "Hey there, little owl friend," she said, offering the bird a friendly smile. "Mind taking one of these invitations for me?" The bird gave her a sort of yeah, sure, whatever look then stuck its leg out for her to attach one of the invites to. This is easier than I thought it'd be, Vashti thought as she tied the envelope to the owl's leg. Once the bird flew off, she set off for another and continued this process until all her envelopes were gone (which took a little while, especially with one particular owl who didn't seem too eager to go flying in the cold). But eventually she was done.
And now it was time to hang the invites around the school. Whoo! She grabbed a few (mostly Ravenclaw ones because, yeah, maybe she was biased, house pride an' all) and then headed out the door.
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At last, they were free to go and hang invitations around the school; their third and final step, and then the Invitations Committee would be done.
Relieved to done with their business in the Owlery, Katie nodded a bit to what Professor Carlton was saying and added, "Thank you, Professor. And Mr. Masterson," with a glance at the Hufflepuff Head, she took several of the decorated, un-enveloped papers and waved a goodbye to those remaining in the owls den before shuffling out of the archway and down the stairs, absolutely no intentions of visiting the Owlery any time soon in her mind.
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Vanessa finished sending out the invitations, with the Ravenclaw ones being the last of them all. She watched as the owls flew off once again and she smiled to herself. Owls; wonderful creatures. She listened to Professor Carlton explain to hang some invitations around the school and she nodded in agreement. So far, it was pretty fun being on this committee. She grabbed the invites without the envelopes on them and headed out of the door from the owlery. Now it was time to hang these around Hogwarts, notifying everybody about the ball.
Teegan didn't have to look for Warren, he had already found his way over to her when she walked into the Owlery and took his normal seat on her right shoulder. "Hey Warren." She greeted with a stuffy nose. Boy, she sure did hate being sick. She took her folded letter out of her yellow hoodie pocket and showed it to Warren. He stuck one of his legs out and waited ever so patiently balanced on her shoulder for her to tie it on. "It's for Asher and Chloe." Teegan told Warren as she walked over to the window that over looked the Black Forrest. "Be safe, give them a peck each on the ear for me." She told Warrent before he took flight off towards Denmark. Poor owl, that was a long way for him to travel, but he had done it before and she knew he'd get there alright and back. With a content sigh, Teegan turned around and left the owlery heading back to the Hufflepuff dorms so she could be sick in her own bed.
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Charles raised an eyebrow at the owlrey, pausing in the doorway. It...could've been cleaner. The small sneer changed into a forced smile, looking almost like a wince, as he crossed the floor--careful not to let his black overcoat brush against anything--and traipsed cautiously up the stairs. It had been a week since hearing anything from home, so he would have to cast the first stone.
Reaching the second level, Charles had to check the sides of his black coat. Reaching into his vest pocket, he pulled out a letter and two small treats. Marcus flitted down to perch on a niche in front of him, letter in his beak.
"Ah," he smiled, taking the letter. "Merci," he mumbled to the grey owl, before allowing him to take the two treats from his outstretched hand. When the owl had gratefully swallowed them both, he handed over the other letter and nodded. Marcus ruffled his feathers once, then took off through a high window. Looking back down after a moment, Charles slowly made his way down the stairs, barely lifting the side of his coat with his right hand and mumbling something in French. As he strode for the door, he turned the letter over in his hands.
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Charles raised an eyebrow at the owlrey, pausing in the doorway. It...could've been cleaner. The small sneer changed into a forced smile, looking almost like a wince, as he crossed the floor--careful not to let his black overcoat brush against anything--and traipsed cautiously up the stairs. It had been a week since hearing anything from home, so he would have to cast the first stone.
Reaching the second level, Charles had to check the sides of his black coat. Reaching into his vest pocket, he pulled out a letter and two small treats. Marcus flitted down to perch on a niche in front of him, letter in his beak.
"Ah," he smiled, taking the letter. "Merci," he mumbled to the grey owl, before allowing him to take the two treats from his outstretched hand. When the owl had gratefully swallowed them both, he handed over the other letter and nodded. Marcus ruffled his feathers once, then took off through a high window. Looking back down after a moment, Charles slowly made his way down the stairs, barely lifting the side of his coat with his right hand and mumbling something in French. As he strode for the door, he turned the letter over in his hands.
Ari had always been nervous about doors. And stairs. And the owlrey. As she counted two-hundred and fifty-six steps, she reached for the door, and immediately after opening it, collided with someone, sending her glasses flying off her nose. She immediately shut her eyes and looked down--not wanting to frighten...whoever it was.
"I'm terribly sorry...!", she said, then tried to recount her position, feeling for the doorframe. Stupid doors. She pulled her cane to the side, out of the person's way, and mumbled a few more apologies.
Ari had always been nervous about doors. And stairs. And the owlrey. As she counted two-hundred and fifty-six steps, she reached for the door, and immediately after opening it, collided with someone, sending her glasses flying off her nose. She immediately shut her eyes and looked down--not wanting to frighten...whoever it was.
"I'm terribly sorry...!", she said, then tried to recount her position, feeling for the doorframe. Stupid doors. She pulled her cane to the side, out of the person's way, and mumbled a few more apologies.
Just as Charles had his hand out to open the door, someone opened it from the other side. Without enough time to react, his shoulder slammed into theirs, and he gave a shout of surprise. Something fell and clattered to the stone floor, but before he bent for it, he put one hand out to steady the girl, who had bent over suddenly.
"Êtes-vous d'accord?", he said quickly, before closing his eyes for a moment, giving one quick shake of his head, "Uhm-- Are you alright?" He tried to bend down to look her in the face, but she had her eyes shut. After a moment, he looked down to see what had fallen. Her glasses. Immediately, he stooped to grab them with his left hand, still holding her with the right. Charles held them out to her.
"I am so sorry, madame," he apologised again, cutting off her stream of apologies. He took his right hand off of her to slip the letter into his coat pocket, then held the glasses back out with both hands.
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Ari, being held still by the person--a boy-- felt the doorframe in her left hand and took a few deep breaths. The boy asked her something in French, but immediately corrected himself. "Yes, I'm-I'm fine. I'm not used to running into people," she said, trying to laugh a bit. As she calmed down, she straightened slightly, but still kept her head down. She heard something small being picked up--her glasses, and heard them rattle very, very quietly, right in front of her.
"Oh, thank you," she said, reaching forward with her right hand, still holding the cane in it, and managed to take them from him. She took a step back into the doorframe again and straightened fully as she pushed her dark glasses back up to her eyes. Taking a sigh and ruffling her short hair, she smiled towards the boy. "No, it's alright. Don't be sorry." Ari brought the cane directly in front of her, holding it so it was pointed straight down.
Daisy walked tot he top of the stairs and sent out and owl to her father as quick as possible.
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Dad,
Hey it's me. I was sitting outside thinking about the basket you gave me for my picnincs and how it would pack itself up even you aren't near it and I wanted to say thank you. Know that I love you with all my heart. Tell mom I miss her too. Lots of love.
Daisy
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Ari, being held still by the person--a boy-- felt the doorframe in her left hand and took a few deep breaths. The boy asked her something in French, but immediately corrected himself. "Yes, I'm-I'm fine. I'm not used to running into people," she said, trying to laugh a bit. As she calmed down, she straightened slightly, but still kept her head down. She heard something small being picked up--her glasses, and heard them rattle very, very quietly, right in front of her.
"Oh, thank you," she said, reaching forward with her right hand, still holding the cane in it, and managed to take them from him. She took a step back into the doorframe again and straightened fully as she pushed her dark glasses back up to her eyes. Taking a sigh and ruffling her short hair, she smiled towards the boy. "No, it's alright. Don't be sorry." Ari brought the cane directly in front of her, holding it so it was pointed straight down.
When the girl said she was fine and straightened, Charles took a small sigh of relief. He eyed the cane and raised an eyebrow, muttering her welcomeness, distracted. Don't be sorry? Not possible. Charles had basically been taught to always be sorry.
"No, it was...It was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going." He caught himself staring and immediately corrected himself. She seemed to be okay. He smiled back at her, and gave a small bow, "Mon nom est Charles," he said, "Sixth year Slytherin. I am sorry I ran into you, but, still it is a pleasure to meet you."
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When the girl said she was fine and straightened, Charles took a small sigh of relief. He eyed the cane and raised an eyebrow, muttering her welcomeness, distracted. Don't be sorry? Not possible. Charles had basically been taught to always be sorry.
"No, it was...It was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going." He caught himself staring and immediately corrected himself. She seemed to be okay. He smiled back at her, and gave a small bow, "Mon nom est Charles," he said, "Sixth year Slytherin. I am sorry I ran into you, but, still it is a pleasure to meet you."
Ari held up a hand and laughed, "Stop apologising! Really! Please!" People were always apologising. It got really old. Gosh.
"Charmed," she said in response to his formal greeting. "My name is Arienna--people call me Ari. Sixth year Ravenclaw." She took in a breath. Oh, she was getting better at this. He places himself between people and their problems, no matter who they are. He was taught to put other people before himself. Even though he'll wait for someone else to step in first, he won't wait long. She took a step closer to him. "Well, Charles, I'm not meaning to be rude, but I need to check for post and get back inside. I'm sorry for running into you, and I'd love to get to know you..."
She pressed her glasses compulsively, "Perhaps we will meet again soon." She gave a short bow of her head.
Ari held up a hand and laughed, "Stop apologising! Really! Please!" People were always apologising. It got really old. Gosh.
"Charmed," she said in response to his formal greeting. "My name is Arienna--people call me Ari. Sixth year Ravenclaw." She took in a breath. Oh, she was getting better at this. He places himself between people and their problems, no matter who they are. He was taught to put other people before himself. Even though he'll wait for someone else to step in first, he won't wait long. She took a step closer to him. "Well, Charles, I'm not meaning to be rude, but I need to check for post and get back inside. I'm sorry for running into you, and I'd love to get to know you..."
She pressed her glasses compulsively, "Perhaps we will meet again soon." She gave a short bow of her head.
He apologised for apologising and looked down, puzzled, at the girl. She was...off, this young lady. She kept touching her glasses...and she had a very strange cane that she kept in her hand...
Oh mon dieu!
This young lady...She was blind! Charles' eyes widened and he froze. He almost forgot to speak. "No, no, it's... No, not rude at all, madam..." He stepped to the side to let her pass. He continued to blink at her, perplexed, before he composed himself.
"Well, madam, I am certain our paths will cross again." He gave another bow, even though she wouldn't be able to see it, and walked past her, turning and staring after her. "Good day..."
He mumbled something to himself in French, watching after her, and left the owlrey after a moment. étrange! He would make sure their paths crossed again... Taking a deep breath, he cleared his head and headed back to the common room.
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Savannah doesn't have an owl of herselfs, she borrow the school ones, and attached a letter to her legs. And she flew away. I hope she realize it, Savannah thought.
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Eirian snuck up the stairs to the owlry, glancing either way before walking up to her Scarlett Ibis - the only colorful bird in the bunch - and attaching a letter to its foot.
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Meu Amor,
I miss you... so much. It's cold here. Too cold. Not just the weather. The people, the food, the culture... I have two friends. Two. One is my dubbed partner in crime, one is his new girlfriend. And you know how I get along with girls... I don't. I... I'm giving up. I'm never going to escape. I need you to rescue me, please... That's the only way I can escape this horrible place. Don't leave me alone... I know it's impossible, but find me and save me. Or else... I'll rot in the horrible, cold, wet, disgusting place. I don't expect you, but I'll wait all the same, querido... Eu te amo.
Ate a vista,
Eirian Vaughn
Securing the letter one last time, she turned, not being able to watch the bird go. It was flying away to a place she could not, doing the only thing she could not... going home. With a hiccup, Eirian's eyes welled up and she tried to dry her eyes furiously to no avail. Thi... Brazil...
Jay jogged up and into the owlry. It was somewhat empty. Well, except for his bestest buddeh. But, what was she doing here? Oh. Heh. She was obviously sending a letter as well. He smiled brightly at her as he strolled over to the school owls.
Owls never liked him. Even back when he was in Salem. But then again, most animals didn't like him. Not horses, not birds, not cats, not fish, not.. was that it? Well, most animals he came across, except for good ole dogs. They were always pretty friendly with him.
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Jay jogged up and into the owlry. It was somewhat empty. Well, except for his bestest buddeh. But, what was she doing here? Oh. Heh. She was obviously sending a letter as well. He smiled brightly at her as he strolled over to the school owls.
Owls never liked him. Even back when he was in Salem. But then again, most animals didn't like him. Not horses, not birds, not cats, not fish, not.. was that it? Well, most animals he came across, except for good ole dogs. They were always pretty friendly with him.
Eirian sniffled and hung her head, letting her hair curtain either side of her face. She was extremely glad Jayce hadn't noticed... "Sending a letter to home? Letting them know about your summer arrangements, maybe?" she asked, her voice wavering too much for her likes.
Eirian sniffled and hung her head, letting her hair curtain either side of her face. She was extremely glad Jayce hadn't noticed... "Sending a letter to home? Letting them know about your summer arrangements, maybe?" she asked, her voice wavering too much for her likes.
Jayce turned to his best friend. He grew alarmed when he heard Eirian sniffling and before he could say anything, she was already talking. He didn't want to interrupt her of course. Jay could easily hear the quiver in her voice and immediately knew she was upset and crying about something.
"Uh.. no. No. It's for a friend of mine back in Salem. Eirian? What's wrong?" he said, taking a step closer and grabbing on to her arms. Something had to be wrong. He could see that her eyes were a bit puffy and red. Definitely not a good sign. "Did someone hurt you?" he asked, voice raising slightly with anger at the thought of someone hurting his little partner in crime.
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Jayce turned to his best friend. He grew alarmed when he heard Eirian sniffling and before he could say anything, she was already talking. He didn't want to interrupt her of course. Jay could easily hear the quiver in her voice and immediately knew she was upset and crying about something.
"Uh.. no. No. It's for a friend of mine back in Salem. Eirian? What's wrong?" he said, taking a step closer and grabbing on to her arms. Something had to be wrong. He could see that her eyes were a bit puffy and red. Definitely not a good sign. "Did someone hurt you?" he asked, voice raising slightly with anger at the thought of someone hurting his little partner in crime.
Eirian looked to her feet as Jayce approached her head on. "No," she murmured under her breath. This was so unlike her, but she... she hated it here... so much. "No one hurt me. I am fine... I promise, meu filho."
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