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Post by grey scale: on Apr 9, 2011 20:23:37 GMT -5
Shannon looked at Lyla incredulously, largely ignoring Badass-what's-His-Face in light of recent developments. "What?" she whispered. "This whole year, we've been running from them because of what they do. To us, to the kids at the Academy. They run us around, making us their little puppets. Remember that?"
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Post by emmz on Apr 9, 2011 20:28:04 GMT -5
Lyla held onto her. "How much more can we keep running? I only get more hungry and I keep feeding from-" she stopped. "You know i don't like."
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 9, 2011 20:35:49 GMT -5
Shannon pleaded with her best friend with her eyes. "Lyles..." she said quietly, feeling like a degraded little kid.
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Post by emmz on Apr 9, 2011 20:39:20 GMT -5
Lyla shook her head. "I can't Shay. I'm hungry again and I don't want to hurt you anymore." She was on verge of tears.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 9, 2011 20:41:02 GMT -5
Shannon tried to fight it. Really, she did. Finally she gave up and gave an annoyed groan. "Fine, pricks of the century! Dammit! God, just get it over with. We'll meet you at the front door in thirty-freaking-minutes."
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Post by emmz on Apr 9, 2011 20:48:21 GMT -5
Lyla sighed soft. She held onto her arm, leaning forehead on her arm.
Darius rose an eyebrow. "You aren't going to be alone." He waved his hand and two of guys moved forward.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 6:23:37 GMT -5
Shannon narrowed her eyes at who she assumed to be the head honcho dude, since he'd been doing all the talking. "Look. Unless you want you and your guys to see us changing period pads and tampons, you'll wait for us. Got that? Good," she said, not even waiting for an answer. She gently took Lyla's hand and started up the stairs.
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 9:22:34 GMT -5
Lyla followed, holding onto her hand.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 12:37:53 GMT -5
Shannon led her principal back to their apartment, and sighed deeply. "I guess the jig is up."
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 13:11:40 GMT -5
Lyla looked at her. "Shay.. I'm sorry.. I just don't want to run anymore. I'm always hungry and I don't like taking it from you. You're my best friend and guardian.."
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 13:14:35 GMT -5
Shannon nodded and sighed again, brining Lyla in for a hug. "It's fine, darling, don't worry about it. We'll be fine."
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 13:50:30 GMT -5
Lyla looked at her. "Can I.. before we go?"
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 13:53:16 GMT -5
Shannon didn't hesitate. "Of course."
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 13:58:58 GMT -5
Lyla looked at her. "I am sorry.." She kissed her cheek, pulling her sleeve down. She bit her shoulder, but was ripped away by a guard. She yelped, frowning, reaching out for Shay. "Shay.. shay!"
The guard took her away. "Feeding is forbidden."
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 14:04:32 GMT -5
Shannon loudly protested. "Hey! Let her go!" She quickly covered up her shoulder and raced after the guard, jerking his shoulder back and grabbing Lyla's hand. "Let her go. Let us get our things.
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