The Society of Truth, an RP

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"To be fair," Alina pointed out, rather shyly, "Anyone could, and hideout in my home. But I thought it'd be less risky for Camila - though the same is true for you, Lila."

Calder drew up a chair and sat on it, for once not taking the opportunity to tease. Alina was always a reliable victim; it wasn't difficult to fluster her - except for those time when she fixed him with that unnerving stare from those unnervingly blue eyes.

"No" Camila said "I can do it, I was just a bit worried about what to do after they knew about me. I suppose I'll hide out in Alina's house"
Mark piped up, saying: "And if we need to, I can change records, change identities."
 
Alina looked at her, her vivid blue eyes like deep pools brimming with ingenious ideas if only someone had gazed therein to read them. "How many rooms does the Programmer occupy in his palace?" she asked, innocently.

Calder swung around, realising what she had just said. "But you're crazy! Clearly your genius has turned you mad, Alina!"

She fixed him with an calm stare, and though the twitch about her lips betrayed the fact that she had a witty retort at the ready, she did not speak.
“Calder, can you please just shut up?! Just for this one second” Charlotte said turning to him
 
Tara just watched them talk, “I’m hungry” she announced “I’m getting food”. She stood and walked back out the door, she walked down the street towards the local shops, she was wearing Lottie’s high heels in a desperate attempt to make herself taller, in fact, without high heels she was already quite tall but she looked like a adult in their twenties. She looked, she looked like Lottie.
Lottie fumbled around for her heels, “damn it Tara!” She cried “I needed those”
 
Tara just watched them talk, “I’m hungry” she announced “I’m getting food”. She stood and walked back out the door, she walked down the street towards the local shops, she was wearing Lottie’s high heels in a desperate attempt to make herself taller, in fact, without high heels she was already quite tall but she looked like a adult in their twenties. She looked, she looked like Lottie.
Lottie fumbled around for her heels, “damn it Tara!” She cried “I needed those”
A smile flickered across Calder's face. "Yeah, I know," he said, "You needed them to be tall enough to face me,"
 
A smile flickered across Calder's face. "Yeah, I know," he said, "You needed them to be tall enough to face me,"
She turned “actually I think you will find I’m almost the same height as you, so I think that makes us equals,” she snapped, she was getting fed up with Calder, the deadly suffocating smoke she emitted from her hands began to crawl out but she reined it back before it could reach him
 
She turned “actually I think you will find I’m almost the same height as you, so I think that makes us equals,” she snapped, she was getting fed up with Calder, the deadly suffocating smoke she emitted from her hands began to crawl out but she reined it back before it could reach him
Alina stepped between them. "Guys. We're all fighting for the same thing. Save your argument for when we're off this island, please."
 
Alina stepped between them. "Guys. We're all fighting for the same thing. Save your argument for when we're off this island, please."
Charlotte glared at her, “need some air” she said standing and leaving the building, she almost ran into Tara “give me back my shoes!” She shrieked. Tara took them off and handed them to her, Lottie paced outside, Calder had a chin which had her fist written all over it.
 

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