MaraTwasHere
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She entered the living room, looking around the plush couches. “Not here…? Perhaps in the den…” SBonnie opened the door to another room that was completely dark, branching away from the living room. “In here, Miss,” She said leaving the door open for her to step in first. Her green eyes burned brightly at Viollette.
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“Alchemy class.” She said, upon his shout in her ear. “I do not know much about it, so I decided to take Alcehmy.” She rubbed her now sore ear with a henna laced hand. “Can I help you, sir?” She turned to face him directly.
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Name: Star
Age: Fourteen
Species: Demon (Unknown of what kind)
Appearance: Long blue hair (appears to sparkle to mortals/and/or other creatures), 5’2 (160 cm), pale skin, blue eyes, black bat wings, (See image)
Wearing: She does not wear armor. Common clothes.
Extra: Star’s mother abandoned her, she considers the human young married couple her ‘mama’ and ‘papa’, Star is able to speak in Japanese and English fluently, she likes to eat, is very childish for her age, and loves to be spoiled.
Abilities: Charming, flying (a little bit), possessing, has the speed of a demon,
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The driver containing the Spanish speaking boy stood out of the car before opening the door. “Please, this way sir.” He said motioning to the side door. “The Zimbalti trainers are expecting you.”
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“I cannot be as so sure of that, Miss. Viollette. None the less this is my mother’s job, not my own.” She opened the door wider and Dwyer flew from her shoulder to the ground, hopping out of the stranger’s way. “Come, I will lead you to her. She is in the living room.” Bonnie turned away and walked off into a direction, clearly sure that the visitor would follow without a doubt.
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Sakura sighed, stood up and walked over to the teacher before grabbing a bathroom pass from the sleeping man. Slipping out the room she hung the pass on the doorknob from the outside before wandering the halls.
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“What did I tell you about flying?” She sighed, though she simply seemed very envious of him. “So long as no one see’s ya up in the rafters I suppose it’ll be a’right.” She turned over to Jenna and Oryan and gave them a coy smile. “Don’t worry ’bout it. Try not to make too much noise now, a’right? I’d stay here as well if the Headmaster wouldn’t send people a looking for me if I weren’t in bed. I’ll come by early tomorrow and we can talk.” She waved to them tiredly, and Hugo jumped into her arms as a plump bunny, sniffing her arm as she yawned. “I’ll be goin’ to bed now. Tomorrow I’ll bring breakfast, so don’t leave this room. One of the scholars might see ya.” She walked down the stair case before slowly sliding the stairs back into position, sealing the attic once more. “I can’t believe we helped them.” Said Hugo from where he was nuzzled in her arms. “I can. They seem interesting, don’t ya think?” He looked up over her shoulder sniffing the air. “That window is open.” He said and she looked over to the hall window that let in a crisp breeze. Frowning she looked around the hall before yanking the window shut and latching it. “The winds must’ve blew it open. Come on, lets go to bed.” She said before wandering to her room for the night.
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Turning into a dragon fly Hugo sat himself onto Aradia’s shoulder as she heaved some heavy blankets from the cupboard dresser under her bed. She stood before retuning into the hall and slowly making her way over to the staircase and going into the attic carrying the heavy duty blankets. She went over to the single bulb hung in the middle of the room and pulled the string causing it to turn on. “Here ya are.” She said, letting them plop to the floor and dust to powder up. “Sorry ’bout the mess. Them scholars haven’t been  here ‘n ages so the servants dont clean up here anymores.” She went over to the few windows up there, making sure they were all shut before shoving aside some wooden boxes and situating with the blankets a more comfortable place for them to sleep. “There,” She said, standing up and brushing off her knee’s she’d been sitting on to work. “I know there’s some old pillows from the furniture up here…Ah, here they are.” She grabbed some couch pillows, brushed them off before sitting them down on their beds. “It ain’t much and can be a bit chilly but these blankets are made from thick wool. I’d suggest not openin’ the windows or leavin’ the light on too long past curfew.”
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Pressing a finger to her lips she led them up a flight of stairs and down the hall. Reaching up she pulled a string that was connected to the outline ceiling before bringing it down. It slowly folded out into a stair case. “I’ll get a blanket or three.” She turned to walk into the room two doors down from the attic.
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She stepped back, closing the window after he came in. She turned to face them before looking up and down the T shaped halls. “Come on, this way,” She said leading them to the left and Hugo scampered ahead of them in mouse form, showing she wanted to be stealthy and quiet at the moment.
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Aradia hung her upped body out the window, glaring and motioning for the witch-boy to come down from his height and into the building. “You oughnt fly!” She scolded him, “There ain’t no witches in Oxford. You’ll stand out like a sure sore thumb if you fly.”
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She jumped across the openings between roofs before looking over her shoulder to see if Jenna was following and keeping up okay. Leading them over to an Oak tree in front of the middle window just as Hugo promised, she jumped onto one of the outstretched branches, coiling her arms around it before sliding down. “Come on!” Hugo chirped before darting in the tree after his human who was unlatching the window from the outside and slipping into a wooden hall.
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“Mm! Alright, then,” He flew up, soaring a few feet away in a direction. Aradia ran after him a few steps before looking over her shoulder. “Well, come on then.” She waved to them before continuing to follow her Daemon.
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“A’right then. I suppose since there’s only three of ya you could all stay up there. The attic is awfully big but is filled with some old dusty stuff. Now, how would I get ya inside..?” She tapped her chin, and Hugo piped up from where he sat on her shoulder, still a house sparrow. “I know, Ari. The back window of the college has a tree growing by it. Ya know, the oak tree. We coulds climb from the roof there and then up into the window to the middle floor. Then we could lead ’em to the attic.”
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“That’d be a good idea. There’s also the attic of the college you could stay in instead–ain’t nobody go up there anymore. Itsa bit cold but I could give ya some blankets for the night.” She crossed her arms as night completely surrounded them, a cold wind pressing through their small huddled group.