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"Is there something wrong? I don't have a bug on me, do I?" Toby asked, a little uneasy & curious why Zion kept looking at him. "You're Delilah's brother, right?" He asked him, continuing to pick up pieces of glass.
"Uh no, t-there isn't a bug... I am Delilah's brother yeah, I just remembered that you go to our school..." He continues cleaning up a little faster.
 
(I think she means Bleddyn.)

"Um," Brisa paused for a moment and took in the angry guy in front of her, unsure if she should out Bleddyn or not. "Um, she's here." She replied, cautiously pointing to where Bleddyn was still taunting the humans. "You guys aren't gonna fight, right?"
(I mean Bleddyn, yeah.)

"No!"Wolfram snapped."I just want to talk to her. I did some things I shouldn't have and I need to talk to her."He muttered, unaware of the large purple, black and blue bruise forming on one side of his face.
 
"And why would you want to see her, cat-boy?" Camilla snarled from beside Brisa, defensive of Bleddyn.
Wolfram growled softly."I want to talk to her."His eyes flashed threateningly, as if daring her to try him."I need to talk to her."That just sounds pathetic, Wolfram.
Shut up, I don't need your opinion
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(I mean Bleddyn, yeah.)

"No!"Wolfram snapped."I just want to talk to her. I did some things I shouldn't have and I need to talk to her."He muttered, unaware of the large purple, black and blue bruise forming on one side of his face.
"Okay then," Brisa nodded, "she's right there." She indicated towards where Bleddyn was speeding along on her skateboard a little ahead of the group, her eyes flicking over his wound.
 
"Uh no, t-there isn't a bug... I am Delilah's brother yeah, I just remembered that you go to our school..." He continues cleaning up a little faster.

"Okay good, if there was a bug on me I would like to know, I hate bugs. Not as much as I hate cats though, cats are the worst." Panic flashed on Toby's face. "You don't have a cat, do you? If you do, I'm sorry if I offended you." He stood up and walked to the trash can with a handful of glass and threw it away.
 
Wolfram growled softly."I want to talk to her."His eyes flashed threateningly, as if daring her to try him."I need to talk to her."That just sounds pathetic, Wolfram. Shut up, I don't need your opinion.
Camilla watched him for a second. Bleddyn can handle herself. "Whatever, she's here. over there," She gestured to her right. "Oh, and watch your tone talking to her. She seemed very angry at you."
 
Bleddyn kicked off of her bare heel and accelerated ahead on her board, speeding over the worn trail with no respect for the surfaced roots that could easily trip up her ride.
"Let them find him, and get this over with," she muttered to the angry sky. Her temper was gnawing away at its chain, a primordial beast just inches away from breaking free.
Droplets streamed off the brim of her sideways cap, the unpleasant sensation of cold liquid seeping through her hair and down her back. "And I'll get conveniently lost."
They can play bereavement counselors all they want. I'm done with that character.
The sudden swell of confliction was nauseating.
Done, Bleddyn, done.
Wolfram lifted his head, and caught a sudden glimpse of Bleddyn. He glared at Camilla and Brisa."Dont follow me."He snarled, dashing across the stone path."Wait!"He called after Bleddyn."I just want to apologize..."He added more quietly, slowing down. He would never catch her on a hover board.
 
Wolfram lifted his head, and caught a sudden glimpse of Bleddyn. He glared at Camilla and Brisa."Dont follow me."He snarled, dashing across the stone path."Wait!"He called after Bleddyn."I just want to apologize..."He added more quietly, slowing down. He would never catch her on a hover board.
"Would never dream of it." Camilla said dryly.
 

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