Lachlan dropped his green orbs of eyes from Wolfram's blue gaze, his eyes falling on Camilla, where she laid curled up asleep in a ball on the couch. She hadn't moved since the day before, other than tossing and turn in her sleep, until she finally went completely still under her thick covers. His eyes then flickered to River, where she laid still on a bed of pillows not far away, she could have looked dead if it weren't for the soft rises and falls of her chest, heaving air in and out to survive. Unlike Camilla, River hadn't tossed and whimpered in her sleep, but he was all too certain of the silent tears that had escaped for the first half of the night, and the dark memories that pledged the rest. He was almost positive that she was awake, simply pretending to be sleeping, afraid of facing the others.
He slowly shook his head to Wolfram. "I didn't."
"I don't think anyone really did." Wolfram sighed, glancing at the completely still Camilla. "How could someone do something like that?" He whispered. "How....How could they kill a child's parents? And both of them! How blood-thirty and war-hungry is Mapleshade? Are they literally willing to kill anyone to get what they want?" He drew his gaze away from Camilla, staring at Lachlan. "And all for what? A key, that'll kill her if she uses it."
 
Lachlan dropped his green orbs of eyes from Wolfram's blue gaze, his eyes falling on Camilla, where she laid curled up asleep in a ball on the couch. She hadn't moved since the day before, other than tossing and turn in her sleep, until she finally went completely still under her thick covers. His eyes then flickered to River, where she laid still on a bed of pillows not far away, she could have looked dead if it weren't for the soft rises and falls of her chest, heaving air in and out to survive. Unlike Camilla, River hadn't tossed and whimpered in her sleep, but he was all too certain of the silent tears that had escaped for the first half of the night, and the dark memories that pledged the rest. He was almost positive that she was awake, simply pretending to be sleeping, afraid of facing the others.
He slowly shook his head to Wolfram. "I didn't."

"I don't think anyone really did." Wolfram sighed, glancing at the completely still Camilla. "How could someone do something like that?" He whispered. "How....How could they kill a child's parents? And both of them! How blood-thirty and war-hungry is Mapleshade? Are they literally willing to kill anyone to get what they want?" He drew his gaze away from Camilla, staring at Lachlan. "And all for what? A key, that'll kill her if she uses it."

Toby saw that Wolfram & Lachlan were awake. "Morning guys. Lachlan, you going to school? I'm heading that way if you need a ride." He offered, pulling the guns he had still in his backpack from last night out and setting them on the coffee table. Jessi quickly grabbed them and locked them back in the gun safe.
 
Brisa was woken by her alarm. Again. Sighing, she slowly rolled out of bed, hit the floor face first with a thud, and stood, only to be stopped by a pounding headache and a small fit of dizziness, collapsing back onto her bed, where an enormous wave of anxiety swept over her. It’s Monday. She forced herself to her feet with a groan, and then the tears started. She wiped them away and tottered over to her closet, picking out a white blouse, dark brown belt, and navy blue skirt before getting in the shower and blasting the hot water as if she wanted to burn away the memory of yesterday. Finally thoroughly steamed and a bit scorched, she got out and got dressed numbly, brushing and leaving her wet auburn hair down when she saw the clock and was told by her screaming brain that she didn’t have time to braid it. Pulling on her shoes, grabbing her backpack and hoverboard and heading downstairs, she stopped at the silence that permeated the house. Stepping around the corner into the living room, she stopped at the sight of her parents sitting on the couch, her dad’s arms around her mom, Mikki sobbing quietly into his shoulder. Brisa had told them both the news last night, and her mom had taken it hard. Brisa, who had stayed up until 3 o’clock in the morning staring at the key and thinking about nothing, had heard her mom sleep-floating two or three times throughout the night. She returned to the kitchen and left a note for her parents explaining where she was even though it was obvious and that she loved them. Then she stepped out onto the street, not hungry in the slightest, and got on her hoverboard, heading reluctantly towards school, the key bumping against her from the bottom of her pocket.
 
Toby saw that Wolfram & Lachlan were awake. "Morning guys. Lachlan, you going to school? I'm heading that way if you need a ride." He offered, pulling the guns he had still in his backpack from last night out and setting them on the coffee table. Jessi quickly grabbed them and locked them back in the gun safe.
Wolfram gave a half-hearted wave, leaning back against the wall. He suddenly lifted Scorch off his lap, and stood up. "See you later, Lach. You to, Toby. I'm going over there-" He pointed out the window. "To that apartment building, and grab my stuff before I can't go in there anymore." He walked towards the door, opening it quietly. "Bye Lach." He murmured, stepping outside.
Brisa was woken by her alarm. Again. Sighing, she slowly rolled out of bed, hit the floor face first with a thud, and stood, only to be stopped by a pounding headache and a small fit of dizziness, collapsing back onto her bed, where an enormous wave of anxiety swept over her. It’s Monday. She forced herself to her feet with a groan, and then the tears started. She wiped them away and tottered over to her closet, picking out a white blouse, dark brown belt, and navy blue skirt before getting in the shower and blasting the hot water as if she wanted to burn away the memory of yesterday. Finally thoroughly steamed and a bit scorched, she got out and got dressed numbly, brushing and leaving her wet auburn hair down when she saw the clock and was told by her screaming brain that she didn’t have time to braid it. Pulling on her shoes, grabbing her backpack and hoverboard and heading downstairs, she stopped at the silence that permeated the house. Stepping around the corner into the living room, she stopped at the sight of her parents sitting on the couch, her dad’s arms around her mom, Mikki sobbing quietly into his shoulder. Brisa had told them both the news last night, and her mom had taken it hard. Brisa, who had stayed up until 3 o’clock in the morning staring at the key and thinking about nothing, had heard her mom sleep-floating two or three times throughout the night. She returned to the kitchen and left a note for her parents explaining where she was even though it was obvious and that she loved them. Then she stepped out onto the street, not hungry in the slightest, and got on her hoverboard, heading reluctantly towards school, the key bumping against her from the bottom of her pocket.
Closing the door behind him, Wolfram walked down the driveway, wincing at the headache gripping his skull. He crossed the street, and stopped when he noticed a familiar auburn haired, dark eyed teenager on a hoverboard. He smiled half-heartedly, shivering from the cold November morning air. "Hey Brisa."
 
"I don't think anyone really did." Wolfram sighed, glancing at the completely still Camilla. "How could someone do something like that?" He whispered. "How....How could they kill a child's parents? And both of them! How blood-thirty and war-hungry is Mapleshade? Are they literally willing to kill anyone to get what they want?" He drew his gaze away from Camilla, staring at Lachlan. "And all for what? A key, that'll kill her if she uses it."

Toby saw that Wolfram & Lachlan were awake. "Morning guys. Lachlan, you going to school? I'm heading that way if you need a ride." He offered, pulling the guns he had still in his backpack from last night out and setting them on the coffee table. Jessi quickly grabbed them and locked them back in the gun safe.

Wolfram gave a half-hearted wave, leaning back against the wall. He suddenly lifted Scorch off his lap, and stood up. "See you later, Lach. You to, Toby. I'm going over there-" He pointed out the window. "To that apartment building, and grab my stuff before I can't go in there anymore." He walked towards the door, opening it quietly. "Bye Lach." He murmured, stepping outside.
Closing the door behind him, Wolfram walked down the driveway, wincing at the headache gripping his skull. He crossed the street, and stopped when he noticed a familiar auburn haired, dark eyed teenager on a hoverboard. He smiled half-heartedly, shivering from the cold November morning air. "Hey Brisa."
Lachlan shook his head. "I don't know, Wolfram, it makes no sense to me. See you later." He murmured, standing up and stretching out his long legs. "Oh thanks, Toby, but-" He cast a worried glance at Camilla and River. "-I think I'm gonna stay here with them today. Thanks again, though."
 
Wolfram gave a half-hearted wave, leaning back against the wall. He suddenly lifted Scorch off his lap, and stood up. "See you later, Lach. You to, Toby. I'm going over there-" He pointed out the window. "To that apartment building, and grab my stuff before I can't go in there anymore." He walked towards the door, opening it quietly. "Bye Lach." He murmured, stepping outside.

Closing the door behind him, Wolfram walked down the driveway, wincing at the headache gripping his skull. He crossed the street, and stopped when he noticed a familiar auburn haired, dark eyed teenager on a hoverboard. He smiled half-heartedly, shivering from the cold November morning air. "Hey Brisa."

Lachlan shook his head. "I don't know, Wolfram, it makes no sense to me. See you later." He murmured, standing up and stretching out his long legs. "Oh thanks, Toby, but-" He cast a worried glance at Camilla and River. "-I think I'm gonna stay here with them today. Thanks again, though."

Toby nodded a Wolfram when he left and turned to Lachlan. He sighed. "It must be so nice to skip class suddenly." Toby said. He looked around. "Now where did Jessi go?"
"I'm here!" Jessi bolted down the stairs. "'Bout time. We're going to be late, and I really don't want to get fired." He said, and walked to the car.
 
Wolfram gave a half-hearted wave, leaning back against the wall. He suddenly lifted Scorch off his lap, and stood up. "See you later, Lach. You to, Toby. I'm going over there-" He pointed out the window. "To that apartment building, and grab my stuff before I can't go in there anymore." He walked towards the door, opening it quietly. "Bye Lach." He murmured, stepping outside.

Closing the door behind him, Wolfram walked down the driveway, wincing at the headache gripping his skull. He crossed the street, and stopped when he noticed a familiar auburn haired, dark eyed teenager on a hoverboard. He smiled half-heartedly, shivering from the cold November morning air. "Hey Brisa."
Brisa slowed at his greeting, coming to a stop in front of him. “Hi. You going to school?” She asked. Taking in his appearance, she added, “You have a jacket, I hope?”
 
Brisa slowed at his greeting, coming to a stop in front of him. “Hi. You going to school?” She asked. Taking in his appearance, she added, “You have a jacket, I hope?”
"No and no." Wolfram replied quietly. "I'm going in there." He nodded to the apartment building not to far down the street. "That's where I lived....before. I'm going to go and get my stuff from there." He sighed, sounding regretful.
 
Toby nodded a Wolfram when he left and turned to Lachlan. He sighed. "It must be so nice to skip class suddenly." Toby said. He looked around. "Now where did Jessi go?"
"I'm here!" Jessi bolted down the stairs. "'Bout time. We're going to be late, and I really don't want to get fired." He said, and walked to the car.
Lachlan blinked after him, before turning away. Some of my family literally just died and there's basically a gang after me, if this isn't a okay time to skip school, then shoot me.
 

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