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"....I don't really like swimming." Layla said to Haru, then sticking her nose back into her drawing notebook, drawing a girl meditating underwater. There were bubbles rising from her head, showing that she was still alive. #RP
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Rezaria rolled her eyes and smiled politely at Haru.
"She means to say that she just doesn't want to swim, thank you."
Haru then gave her a look that said: "It's your funeral," and went off to meditate or something.
Rez would have loved to swim, but she continued editing her papers from her students as they would need them back in order to type them up.
"So. Layla." She glanced over at the girl and saw the notebook.
"Whatcha drawing?"
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"A picture. As you can see, a girl meditating. Underwater. Do I have to explain everything?" Layla said, not looking where Rezaria was standing.
"What time is it..?" Layla mumbled softly.
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Rezaria checked her watch and answered; "It's one thirty, I've got a few classes in an hour. I'd better get going, so........." She walked away without a farewell and started for her flat above the Flekket Ku.
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"Mmkay." Layla muttered under her breath. She was planning on leaving at about 2:00 to get groceries and time to walk home to her cottage looking house. She sighed and looked out the window, hoping to see something.
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Making it to her room, Rezaria shoved her teacher's copies into her book-bag and hightailed it outta there before her overprotective twin, Fiona, noticed that she was home.
Unfortunately it didn't go as planned, and Rezaria felt a hand grab her collar before she made it out of the door.
"Just where do you think you're going?" Fiona asked with her naturally quiet but accusing voice.
"Fiona. I'm a teacher. I'm going to my tech classes so I can update my student's laptops without having to hack into their accounts."
"Reasonable enough. Just don't take any short cuts!" The cat-eyed youth yelled after Rez, who had ran as soon as Fiona let her go.
"Every time," She grumbled as she ran for the high school.
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Layla finally finished the picture and left the school. Glancing at the pool. (Ha! That rhymes.) They we're practicing still, she thought. The continued walking and went to the grocery store.
~
*Cabbage, Check!
Rice, Check!
Grinded Pepper, Check!
Chicken Broth, Check!
Caramel Candy, Check!
Chicken, Check!
And now, all of the ingedients to make Tinola. (I LUV SOO MUCH AND IS EATING RIGHT NOW!!)
While sneaking a few bites of caramel.* She thought.
Layla bought the ingredients and made her way home.
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Rezaria sprinted to the school and made it before class started, just barely.
"Alright! Open your textbooks to page forty and Gigi, put down your phone."
"Um, Missβ"
"What'd I tell ya, Gou? My name is Rez."
"Uhm, Rez? Shouldn't get our papers back?"
"Ah, yes! Thank you."
Rezaria proceeded to pass out papers and taught until it was night time, heading home when it was dark.
"Brrr, it sure is cold, I can see my own breath..." She muttered to herself as she walked the rest of the way.
A crash sounded from the alleyway she was walking through just then.
"W-who's there...?" She was getting a little nervous.
The last thing she saw was a slim form dressed all in black, and then she was knocked out.
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Layla cooked the Tinola, not forgetting the Chili and Chayote. She also cooked the rice and waited for both to cool down.
~
Haru looked at the dolphin floating in the bath with him. For some reason, he was thinking about Layla. (πππ) He took one last look at the water and got up. He put on his apron and started cooking Mackerel.
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Rezaria woke to a horrible, fiery pain in her leg. The first thing she noticed was that it was badly twisted, and the second thing she noted was the fact that she was still in the alleyway. She did not know what time it was, nor did she remember much of what happened, but she wanted to get out of there and her chances were limited with her useless limb. Yelping a little and gritting her teeth, she clenched her right fist and felt the hum of her contract symbol lighting up.
"Clemente!" She called out in a weak voice.
The reddish-cinnamony haired demon was at her side in an instant, and Rezaria was somehow comforted by his gingery scent.
"Milady, whatever possessed you to walk these alleys at night?"
"Clemente, just...let's go home, please...I'll explain later..." And with that, the two headed for the flat once more.
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(Lol WTF!?!)
Layla finished eating and packaged the leftover food and put it in the fridge. Then, there was a small knock in Layla's door. She walked across the kitchen and greeted her unexpected guest.
"Hey, Haru."
He gave a small grunt and came in.
(That's what she said.)
"Umm... You need anything?"
He slightly shook his head and seated himself on the living room couch.
You sat next to him on the three person couch and directed your chin to him. You gave him a questioning look.
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(Really, must you say that every time? 'That's what she said...' Haha we're sooooooooo mature...)
Fiona paced back and forth in Layla-chan's living room, paying no attention to Haru (who was starting to question her sanity) or Layla herself (who was busy trying to stare dreamily at Haru without said male noticing).
"Where could she have gone?! Why would she stay out this late?!! Oh, I hope she has enough sense to call on Clemente..." Fiona curled up in one of Layla's chairs and whimpered.
"Oh, what if she's dead?!! Oh no! Oh no..." And just when Fiona had started crying, Clemente opened the door, balancing Rezaria on one arm.
He set her down on the chair next to Fiona and began to tend to her mangled leg, all the while, Fiona clinging onto her sister and crying about 'how she had been SO WORRIED' and 'how Rez could have DIED'.
"Hey, Fiona. I'm here now. Relax."
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Layla then switched her gaze from Haru to Clemente.
"Speaking of Clemente, have you seen Ciel? I haven't been in touch with him for a while now since Sebastian died. Have you seen him? I don't know why I'm acting like a mother right now but, is he okay?" Layla asked Clemente.
"I am very sorry but, I have not been in touch with Lord Phantomhive either." Clemente said.
"Well, I don't know if I should go back to the Manor. I was rude to leave right after his funeral, when he needed me the most."
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"It is your choice, milady," Clemente hummed. He finished wrapping up Rezaria's leg and left to go heat up some soup for his mistress, leaving before Giovanni came gliding down the stairs.
"Dear sister, whatever happened to your leg?!"
Yup. That was him.
The twins frantically tried to explain before the short brunette could blame someone in the room.
"I was walking homeβ"
"She was in an alleyβ"
"A dark shadow-!"
"Her leg, broken and twisted!!!"
Their older brother looked so confused at this. He turned to his cousin, Layla, and silently asked for an explanation.
Layla noticed this and rolled her eyes slightly.
"Sure thing, Gio."
And she began to speak.
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Layla gave Giovanni the wrap. After that, she went upstairs to get her schedule (No not calender) and planned on going back for sure. She stayed upstairs for 5 minutes and went back to the living room.
"Is 3 weeks fine?" Layla asked Rez.
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"It should be," mumbled the raven-haired girl as she tried to finish her tomato mac soup. "Yeah, I think it is."
Gio sat next to his younger sisters and contemplated the situation. It was awkwardly silent for the next few minutes and then Clemente beckoned Giovanni to the kitchen.
*In the kitchen*
"Master," Clemente whispered, "The Doll is onto you, you must leave, before-"
"The Doll?! I thought she was dead...?!"
"I thought so too, but it appears not, as it was her who attacked Rezaria near midnight."
"What?! That little-!"
"Master, you must go, now!" Clemente lead him outside to....
A cat?! "Clemente, this is no time for jokes!"
"I swear I am not lying to you. Look."
Giovanni looked, and the cat soon became all he could see in the surrounding darkness.
'Clemente!' He tried to shout, but no sound came out of his mouth.
And then the darkness consumed everything in the vicinity, even Clemente and the cat.
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(do the next one. I don't know your imagination.)
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(Uh...okay?)
~
Giovanni's eyes slowly flickered open, and he jumped back immediately.
"What in the name of-!" He managed to shout this before a cold, rough hand silenced him.
"My name is Ochre. You want to survive, you stay by me, talk not to Grell. Understand, yes?" A raspy voice hummed above him.
He strained his neck to get a glimpse of the girl in the shadows. The hand had retracted, and the female had retreated to her grey sanctuary.
"H-hello, Ochre? Where are you?"
She sounded as if she were smirking as she said, "I don't really know, Master, I could be here..." She appeared in front of him, "Or here," She disappeared and rematerialized again behind him, "Or here, or here..." She kept doing this until he shouted, "Enough already!" The room fell silent and he was scared, thinking Ochre had left. But then he heard the raspy voice right in front of him, and he jumped a little at the sight of her large fangs that gleamed in the dim light from a far away window above them.
"Agh!" "Haha, yes, so fun to play with, yes you are...But you are not happy and Mister William will not be pleased if I toy with you longer than I have to. Follow me, s'il vous plaite."
And Giovanni followed the girl out into a bright hallway, rubbing his eyes and giving a double take at the girl. She had a mane of golden blonde locks and jade green eyes with a crimson scar over one eye, and tan-and-pink cat ears.
And then a red blur shot down the hall, cuddling into Ochre's side.
"Bella Luna, William's trying to make me work overtime again!" whimpered Grell.
The blonde female sighed in annoyance and failed to detach Grell from her side.
"Sutcliff, get off." "Whyyyyyyyyyyy-" "Grell." "Okay~!"
The starry-eyed reaper let go of her within seconds.
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ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING MEEEE!!! IT DELETED BY ITSELF I SWEAR!!!! OMFG!!!!
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Oh sorry π₯
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So you can do two now. And we'll be even.
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Ok later. I'm going to a birthday party at grand slam. This time, I'll write it in my memo so it can auto save.
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You're welcome!
-Clydesdale <3
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