Rayne nodded a little shyly. "Yah I'm Storm's daughter," she began. "I'm glad to hear your world has sun. Our world's alot worse than you think. I don't mean to alarm you and I'm sure the others will all be fine but it's no walk in the park," she continued.
It was as Rayne thought about the differences in worlds that she realized, she knew why she was here. "Prometheus," she muttered, just liudly enough for the others to hear although she was so lost in thought that she didn't realize she had even spoken aloud.
Of course. He had had a vision, that's why she'd felt his pain. It was he who had allowed her to go with Mark. Clearly he'd known the entire time and had just sent her off here, away from him. Didn't he care about her? She had thought of him as a brother. Didn't he think of her as the sister he never had?
Prometheus had set this all up and she might never know now if she had been meant to come to this world or if Mark was meant to or if it was just her. Sometimes she hated him. Call it sibling squabbles but if she ever found her way back she'd hug him then kick him. He could have at least told her what was going on.
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Circe had listened attentively but due to the tension of the day, she began to feel sleepy.
With a sideglance at Aran, the fiery beauty verified her theory. Although he tried to cover it, the green mutant couldn't help yawning.
"This information of yours is truly anything but comforting" Aurora began mainly addressing Rayne as the one having spoken recently.
"However, you are surely rather tired as are we, so I propose go to bed for now. Tomorrow, I would like you to meet the Professor. I do not think he is very eager to discuss anything this time of the night anyway"
With a sleepy smile, Aran raised a hand. "One vote for sleepin' here!"
Trying to speed up the decision, he opened the door of his room.
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
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Aisha glanced over at the faerie and Mark questionningly.
"Um guys? Where do we sleep? I-I mean the floor realy isn't a problem, love the floor but I just had to ask. You probably don't have room for us or anything," Rayne finished uneasily.
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The ancient hazel eyes of the vampire shifted about the halls and gazed out the windows they passed as they walked down the empty corridors of the Institute.
Everything was far quieter since Judas did his mojo on Spike's mind, nothing really haunted him right now, except the distant whispers of an English folk song.
Part of him as glade he was slightly more focused now...after all, he almost hurt that Fiery Garnet after he delved even further into his insanity....but her words really helped him.
No one has ever told him that he could chose what he wants to do or be....it was like an epiphany in his eyes which seemed to drag a faint smile across his cold lips.
But his ghostly smile which barely existed soon totally disappeared as he heard the beating of Rogue's heart beside him. He had no urge or desire to hurt her in any way, it was strange...normally he'd not want to hurt...yet feel the urges to feed. But now he didn't even think of that, well...not as much...he'd be lying if he tried to tell himself he had no desire to sink his teeth into someone.
But was it because he was strong enough to resist the urge or was it because he was aware that he'd never survive the attempt? He furiously hoped it was because he was strong willed...because for the first time in years his body was healing, his mind was more focused, and he wasn't under Angelus or Drusilla's or anyone else’s control.
He glanced over towards Rogue as they walked towards where Spike had left the group of students. She had the most stunning green eyes...and her white fringe framed the side of her face so elegantly....and her lips where...
He looked ahead and frowned, nervously and painfully rubbing his bruised wrists, as he realized he was losing himself down a path of thoughts he shouldn't travel. He cast his eyes down towards his hands, his finger gently running down the almost completely faded scars that riddled his arm.
Everything was changing..
Was he ready for all this change? He didn't really have a choice...but all he knew is that he meant what he said to Judas. Even if it was a horde of humans trying to hurt these people that where hiding him away from Angelus, he'd fight them off even if it meant he'd suffer from the excruciating pain brought on him by the chip.
If the chip was removed he could be of more help....but then he'd be more dangerous, he hated the chip, hated it more then Angelus hurting him. Because the chip stopped him from fighting humans, which meant he might be trying to fight to protect someone and then he'd collapse in pain as they get hurt..
But then at the same time...it was like an artificial soul, forcing him to be more human then he was ever meant to be, forcing him to think less like a vampire and more like a man that he'll never be able to truly become.
Spike looked ahead down the hall as they approached the spot where the vortex had opened earlier and the new arrivals had arrived recently.
Spike:"Here it is."
He said simply as he glanced about in search of where they disappeared to, he stared at a door that was partially opened, the scents of them drifting out and tickling his senses.
Spike:"They're in there."
His eyes where glued towards the door, but he didn't move towards it, he lingered where he had stopped, he couldn't enter a room uninvited, not a bed room...
He didn't want them to invite him in anyway, the owner of that room was safer as long as the mystic barriers that protected him where still in place.
Most likely none of them where aware of the need to invite a vampire into the room anyway, if he was lucky he wouldn't be forced to enter...trapped in a room full of beating hearts, 3 of which where aware of all his past nightmares....it wasn't something he was ready for right now..
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"Well, I believe, we always have some rooms left since there could be new students arriving every day. I will lead you the way, please follow me"
With a friendly gesture inviting the other worlders to come out with her, Circe rose from her sitting position and left Dryad's dorm.
"Nighty night! See ya tomorrow" was the only thing Aran added before heading for the bathroom to get ready for the night...
As soon as Aurora had stepped out, she stopped - a mild surprise appearing on her features at the sight of Spike.
"You were rather fast in solving your problem then" she stated with a smile. It soon faded, however, noticing Rogue at his side.
"I... erm... I know I disobeyed direct orders and will accept the consequences" The fiery mutant was serious about her words but didn't have any idea what those consequences would look like...
"However, since William sensed another vampire in the Institute, leaving the War Room was absolutely necessary"
The streaked mutant shrugged. "Phh... nothin' happened so nothin' to punish ya for. Shouldn't happen again without good reasons though; like the one ya got for leavin' the WR"
Garnet suppressed a sigh of relief and remembered what they had just been about to do.
"With your permission, I would like to let our guests rest in one of the free dorms...?"
Rogue nodded. With a glance at Spike, she said: "Sure... Spike can tell meh everythin' ah gotta know, righ'?"
"Well then... we will meet tomorrow. Please come with me"
Another, surprisingly shy smile and Circe headed off to the dorm she had chosen to "store" the newcomers in.
(TBC: if anyone thinks it to be necessary before the next morning, please start a thread right in the dorms. If you want Circe to participate, please post an OOC)
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
Re: The Arrival of other worldy Guests"You were rather fast in solving your problem then-"
Spike barely remembered what memories had caused him to flee down to the lab, must have been horrible since he was terrified of labs...not that'd he'd admit that while in his more sane states..
Garnet's eyes drifted off towards the southern beauty as she realized she must have been in trouble, but to the relief of both, Rogue simply shrugged the offence aside.
They began discussing rooming arrangements but Spike stopped paying attention, he simply closed his eyes, he was hungry, he was tired and he was clueless as to what was going to happen to him.
As soon as he felt the southern beauties eyes rest upon him, Spike seemed to wake up, her eyes gazing towards him as she spoke.
"Sure... Spike can tell meh everythin' ah gotta know, righ'?"
As far as Spike was concerned, she just said 'Sure, I'll take Spike out into the burning hot sunlight and start stabbing him with pointy objects'. Because he wasn't sure he could handle being left alone with her....not after that bloody dream of his.
But he was distracted from his thoughts of torture as Mark, Rayne and...Kailia...all left the room and stood behind Garnet. The small earth faerie hovered in mid air behind Mark who was almost accusingly staring at the vampire...
Spike turned his head away from them, in fact, he turned his whole body away from them, now facing Rogue as if he was giving her his full attention. But his eyes didn't linger on the southerner, they where looking away from the group, studying the floor a few meters behind where Rogue was standing.
The faerie and the Ghost looked expectantly towards Garnet, then followed her as she walked off, they moved towards Spike as if to mock him. As they walked behind him, the vampire looked ahead towards Rogue, then they walked off down the hall and he looked back towards the door they had come from almost stubbornly.
Although it didn't appear he was paying any attention to the other guests that where from his world, Spike listened carefully as their footsteps faded away down the maze of corridors.
Soon the footsteps where replaced with the soft melody that seemed to be haunting him, it was like they where all trying to punish him...
His eyes shifted from the door and he locked his gaze upon Rogue, then closed his eyes and listened to the tender words that flowed threw the air. But he didn't let himself listen to them long, he couldn't, he didn't want to allow himself to be swept away, he had to focus.
Taking in a deep breath as he opened his eyes, his gaze returning to the white fringed mutant who stood before him.
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With a raised eyebrow, Rogue registered Spike's odd behavior but didn't say anything about it. If he wanted to talk about the thing he had and those people had, he would tell her... and if not, well, it wasn't of decisive importance - at least she hoped so.
"We got two possibilities: Either we go and get some rest... or ya tell meh somethin'bout those people before"
A thought occured to her and she went on with a low voice.
"Back in the Profs office, you said there'd be someone to come to replace each of our studs that were sucked into your world. Are those kids...?"
While talking, she began to walk towards the War Room again. They couldn't talk here right in front of the students' rooms...
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
Re: The Arrival of other worldy Guests"We got two possibilities: Either we go and get some rest... or ya tell meh somethin' 'bout those people before"
Why did he get the feeling possibility number one wasn't really an option. He folded his arms as if he was cold, listening to what she had said next with a slight depressed feeling burning inside of him.
"Back in the Profs office, you said there'd be someone to come to replace each of our studs that were sucked into your world. Are those kids...?"
Rogue began walking away, Spike glanced about before hesitantly following after her, where were they going?
Spike:"That's them...Ghost boy says Slayes got the kids, they're safe as long as they stay with her..."
His pace began to slack as he realized they where heading back to that room where he was held captive in the prison of ice...but more importantly....where he had that dream, that stupid...bloody frightful dream...
He rolled his eyes, annoyed with the way he was acting, being skittish over a silly dream like that, it was probably just the nerves of having the Slayers Pet Ghost around..
(ooc-I'd post in the War Room, but I'm gettin' kicked off, feel free to head over there, if I get back and you haven't posted, then I'll head over there myself.)
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Rogue couldn't suppress a sigh of relief.
"Good. Was afraid they got into some serious trouble over there... all those horror stories'n such..."
As they walked the hallways, the southern belle explained shortly:
"We gonna go back to the WR if ya haven't guessed it yet. Sorry but ah can't leave ya alone in some room; too dangerous...."
(OOC: Now that was short. sorry! Angie, could you reply right in the WR thread? the sentence finishes there...)
TBC: War Room - spending the night | so alone together Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
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