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Alice heard Camilla behind her, she hadn't let the door swing close behind her yet in case Dyn needed to get out of there quickly.


Alice relaxed slightly what ever had happened she seemed to have missed it.



While Gage was distracted with the boy, Alice slid around the room avoiding his gaze and plopped down in the seat across from Dyn, "Wanna get outta here?" she asked smirking and tipping her head toward the kitchen. there was a back way out and Gage wouldn't be able to spot them if they didn't go out the front.

Wolfram pulled away from Gage, from Brisa, and just walked away, grief swirling in his chest like a monster, threatening to pull him under into a chasm of grief and agony. He stopped by Bleddyn."Meet......meet me in the park...whenever you can, if you even want to....I.....I want to...to talk."He stuttered softly, searching her gaze, almost a hint of desperation in his. Then he pulled away, silently walking out into the pouring rain..
Bleddyn flinched as her opponent brushed by her and dropped an invitation. Her temper flared at his audacity to insinuate that she'd even consider meeting up with him in a non-confrontational way. "Yeah, I'll be there with shoes on!" she hissed after him.
Her arms crossed even tighter across her ragged t-shirt, and she turned away from the closing door pointedly. "Impudent jerk."
That was to both him and her rebellious, soft innards that were somehow considering following him.
Never.

Alice leaned back as he approached the booth looking up at him surprised. As soon as he left she started laughing. "Dyn and cat boy sittin in a tree..." She grinned over at her cousin, who was obviously not in the mood to be teased. A dark scowl on her face.
"Come on, she said slowly getting up and grabbing Dyn by the elbow. Let's go before Gage calls your parents." Alice dragged her up out of the seat and led her around to the back of the restaurant avoiding the staff in the kitchen and slipping through the back door. Back out into the rain.
Bleddyn shot a smoldering glare at Alice. "Shut it."
As Alice dragged her out of the chaos, Bleddyn found herself trying to decode the reasoning behind cat-boy's abrupt loss of hostility. "I don't even know his name," she snapped uselessly at the bush that housed her skateboard. "He probably wants to get me alone to turn a gun on me or something. Who knows with overgrown orphans?" A twig dared to poke her as she reached within its realm; in rebuttal, she obliterated it and half of the bush while she was at it.
When she caught up with Alice, Bleddyn wore not only the blooming bruises from the scuffle, but now her face was decorated with hard-earned ribbons of red.

Alice spotted Yris, a girl in her class, and Brisa, as they left and decided to follow them dragging Dyn along. "come on, you can't get in trouble if they can't find you, besides it wasn't even really a fight right."

Seeing the younger girl turn and spot them Alice slowed. She didn't actually know Yris, she just recognized her. She half waved uncomfortably with an awkward half smile on her face. She was reminded that at school her and Dyn weren't exactly, accepted by any of their class mates. As far as anyone else knew they were the losers who's parents had cool super powers but they some how missed out on that gene.

Seeing Lachlan and Camilla walk up and introduce themselves, Alice walked over and joined them. "hey. I'm Alice. Camilla's my sister. And this is Bleddyn." She said nudging her with her elbow. "So what's up with cat boy? I kinda missed everything."

Wolfram sat on a abandoned rooftop over looking the park. He had clear view of it, able to see Bleddyn when she came. If she came, that was. He sighed softly, pushing strands of black hair from his face, looking up at the sky. Rain was still pouring, heavy as ever, and he was drenched to the bone. But he didn't care. Warmth and comfort wouldn't cure the ever clawing hole of agony and grief that embedded itself in his chest. A very small smile tugged at his lips as he remembered Bleddyn, so willing to just punch him without thinking. She's certaintly brave, if anything. Impulsive, sure, but brave.

Lachlan shifted awkwardly. "I think we're pretty okay."

"In short: He came in and started yelling at everyone. Delilah actually told him to fight her, he beat her," He glanced at Bleddyn.
Camilla took over. "Then Bleddyn stepped in and they got in a fight, at which point Lachlan stepped in and tried to break them up, but Gage got everything settled... I think."

"Sounds like you guys were just picking on some random guy. Hmm?" Alice glanced around, Delilah wasn't actually here. "Obviously we can't go back there today or Gage'll have our heads. I wonder if De (Delilah) was able to get out of there before her dad spotted her."
Bleddyn stood a good distance away from the sizable mass of people she all knew to some extent. This was just too much. If they were all trying to escape both parental and legal admonishment at the moment, to congregate like this in the middle of town didn't seem to be the wisest.
But standing here aimlessly, darkly brooding over a dude she wanted to kill to get out of her head, wasn't quite constructive either.
"Hey, um, guys?" She hopped onto her board and glided right into the heart of the crowd, purposely bumping into Alice's heels. "Maybe we should go somewhere that isn't, you know, in plain sight."
 
Bleddyn flinched as her opponent brushed by her and dropped an invitation. Her temper flared at his audacity to insinuate that she'd even consider meeting up with him in a non-confrontational way. "Yeah, I'll be there with shoes on!" she hissed after him.
Her arms crossed even tighter across her ragged t-shirt, and she turned away from the closing door pointedly. "Impudent jerk."
That was to both him and her rebellious, soft innards that were somehow considering following him.
Never.


Bleddyn shot a smoldering glare at Alice. "Shut it."
As Alice dragged her out of the chaos, Bleddyn found herself trying to decode the reasoning behind cat-boy's abrupt loss of hostility. "I don't even know his name," she snapped uselessly at the bush that housed her skateboard. "He probably wants to get me alone to turn a gun on me or something. Who knows with overgrown orphans?" A twig dared to poke her as she reached within its realm; in rebuttal, she obliterated it and half of the bush while she was at it.
When she caught up with Alice, Bleddyn wore not only the blooming bruises from the scuffle, but now her face was decorated with hard-earned ribbons of red.












Bleddyn stood a good distance away from the sizable mass of people she all knew to some extent. This was just too much. If they were all trying to escape both parental and legal admonishment at the moment, to congregate like this in the middle of town didn't seem to be the wisest.
But standing here aimlessly, darkly brooding over a dude she wanted to kill to get out of her head, wasn't quite constructive either.
"Hey, um, guys?" She hopped onto her board and glided right into the heart of the crowd, purposely bumping into Alice's heels. "Maybe we should go somewhere that isn't, you know, in plain sight."
"Bleddyn is right, standing out in the middle of the open ain't the smartest thing to do." Camilla said, flicking her gaze over the large group of people.
 
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Bleddyn flinched as her opponent brushed by her and dropped an invitation. Her temper flared at his audacity to insinuate that she'd even consider meeting up with him in a non-confrontational way. "Yeah, I'll be there with shoes on!" she hissed after him.
Her arms crossed even tighter across her ragged t-shirt, and she turned away from the closing door pointedly. "Impudent jerk."
That was to both him and her rebellious, soft innards that were somehow considering following him.
Never.


Bleddyn shot a smoldering glare at Alice. "Shut it."
As Alice dragged her out of the chaos, Bleddyn found herself trying to decode the reasoning behind cat-boy's abrupt loss of hostility. "I don't even know his name," she snapped uselessly at the bush that housed her skateboard. "He probably wants to get me alone to turn a gun on me or something. Who knows with overgrown orphans?" A twig dared to poke her as she reached within its realm; in rebuttal, she obliterated it and half of the bush while she was at it.
When she caught up with Alice, Bleddyn wore not only the blooming bruises from the scuffle, but now her face was decorated with hard-earned ribbons of red.












Bleddyn stood a good distance away from the sizable mass of people she all knew to some extent. This was just too much. If they were all trying to escape both parental and legal admonishment at the moment, to congregate like this in the middle of town didn't seem to be the wisest.
But standing here aimlessly, darkly brooding over a dude she wanted to kill to get out of her head, wasn't quite constructive either.
"Hey, um, guys?" She hopped onto her board and glided right into the heart of the crowd, purposely bumping into Alice's heels. "Maybe we should go somewhere that isn't, you know, in plain sight."
Wolfram sighed as pigeon landed in front of him, soaked in rain."What am I thinking? She'll never come."He glared at the pigeon,"Idiotic bird."He muttered. It cooed softly, watching him with a tilted head."How many times Isthis going to happen to me? To just loose a chance at anything? How many people have I snapped at today?" She threw back his head, letting out a snarl of frustration, that echoed back to him. The pigeon flew off, chirping."See, even a stupid bird doesn't want to be my friend."He muttered, watching the park.
 
"Yep, that's me." She nodded at Lachlan. "Name's Grace." Though she was acting cool on the outside, internally Grace was fighting the urge to flee. Here were a bunch of kids who she was supposed to know that she knew practically nothing about. Well... at least they seem friendly.

Bleddyn flinched as her opponent brushed by her and dropped an invitation. Her temper flared at his audacity to insinuate that she'd even consider meeting up with him in a non-confrontational way. "Yeah, I'll be there with shoes on!" she hissed after him.
Her arms crossed even tighter across her ragged t-shirt, and she turned away from the closing door pointedly. "Impudent jerk."
That was to both him and her rebellious, soft innards that were somehow considering following him.
Never.


Bleddyn shot a smoldering glare at Alice. "Shut it."
As Alice dragged her out of the chaos, Bleddyn found herself trying to decode the reasoning behind cat-boy's abrupt loss of hostility. "I don't even know his name," she snapped uselessly at the bush that housed her skateboard. "He probably wants to get me alone to turn a gun on me or something. Who knows with overgrown orphans?" A twig dared to poke her as she reached within its realm; in rebuttal, she obliterated it and half of the bush while she was at it.
When she caught up with Alice, Bleddyn wore not only the blooming bruises from the scuffle, but now her face was decorated with hard-earned ribbons of red.












Bleddyn stood a good distance away from the sizable mass of people she all knew to some extent. This was just too much. If they were all trying to escape both parental and legal admonishment at the moment, to congregate like this in the middle of town didn't seem to be the wisest.
But standing here aimlessly, darkly brooding over a dude she wanted to kill to get out of her head, wasn't quite constructive either.
"Hey, um, guys?" She hopped onto her board and glided right into the heart of the crowd, purposely bumping into Alice's heels. "Maybe we should go somewhere that isn't, you know, in plain sight."

"Bleddyn is right, standing out in the middle of the open ain't the smartest thing to do." Lachlan said, flicking his gaze over the large group of people.
"Wait. Why?" Grace asked, completely oblivious to the fact that Bleddyn had just gotten into a huge fight. "Are you guys running from the police or something?" It was meant as a joke, but Grace was a little worried now.
 
"Bleddyn is right, standing out in the middle of the open ain't the smartest thing to do." Lachlan said, flicking his gaze over the large group of people.
Yris overheard the conversation, but as she and the first group of girls who joined them hadn't done anything, she wasn't overworked about being seen. They hadn't done anything, and were really only witnesses.
 
"Wait. Why?" Grace asked, completely oblivious to the fact that Bleddyn had just gotten into a huge fight. "Are you guys running from the police or something?" It was meant as a joke, but Grace was a little worried now.
"More like parents. Some people got in a fight with a dude who came in and started yelling at a girl." Lachlan said.
 
"Ow." Alice frowned at Dyn. "I know where we should go." She smiled broadly. "No one will notice a group of kids at the park."
Bleddyn shot another ruinous glare at Alice for her convenient choice of relocation. She highly doubted the innocent irony here.
I could deck her right now.
"Of course, the park," Bleddyn muttered, her sickened tone attempting painful cheer. "Why didn't I think of that myself?"
 
"Ow." Alice frowned at Dyn. "I know where we should go." She smiled broadly. "No one will notice a group of kids at the park."
Bleddyn shot another ruinous glare at Alice for her convenient choice of relocation. She highly doubted the innocent irony here.
I could deck her right now.
"Of course, the park," Bleddyn muttered, her sickened tone attempting painful cheer. "Why didn't I think of that myself?"
Lachlan nodded. "We should be going then." He glanced at Bleddyn, slightly puzzled at her sudden disgust of the park, though it didn't show on his face. Odd, she usually likes the park.
 

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