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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 20:10:39 GMT -5
For once, Shannon didn't argue. Lyla needed to get moving a bit, get her over this hysteria. "C'mon, Lyles, let's go. We'll be fine." Shannon's arm instinctively tightened around her friend. "Give us time," she muttered to Mr. Head Badass.
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 20:39:44 GMT -5
Darius pushed a little.
Lyla gripped her arm, following.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 20:43:31 GMT -5
He obviously didn't listen. Douche. Shannon bit back any related comments, however, and concentrated on comforting Lyla as they led them, wherever,
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 20:46:37 GMT -5
Lyla suddenly slumped forward and a guard picked her up, then there was a pinch at Shay's neck. She should feel drowsy and then pass out.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 20:48:54 GMT -5
Shannon felt something on her neck, feeling confused. "What the-" she muttered, before slumping to the ground.
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 20:55:41 GMT -5
Darius sighed and picked her up. They were put into a car and then were driven to the academy.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 20:56:52 GMT -5
Dum dee dum dee dumm.
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 21:02:31 GMT -5
Lyla sat in the chair, holding onto her hand tightly.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 21:05:01 GMT -5
Shannon sat in a chair beside her, still feeling slow and groggy. Those pricks had knocked her out! they would definitely pay for that later.
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 21:07:34 GMT -5
Lyla flinched at the yelling, fear spiking.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 21:08:38 GMT -5
Shannon sensed Lyla's anxiety, reaching over and taking her hand, squeezing it.
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 21:10:37 GMT -5
Lyla squeezed it.
"How -dare- you leave this place!"
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 21:11:51 GMT -5
Shannon sighed. "We just, we didn't feel safe here!"
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Post by emmz on Apr 10, 2011 21:14:04 GMT -5
"That gives you no right to take Lyla with you. A Moroi, one away from being last of her line!"
Lyla flinched, fear spiking more.
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Post by grey scale: on Apr 10, 2011 21:18:03 GMT -5
Shannon simultaneously rubbed the top of Lyla's hand comfortingly and replied to the Headmistress. "She wasn't safe here, either!"
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