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"Oh," the redhead quietly commented, surprised at the turn of events. "Well, I still do consider you to be my younger sister, even if we aren’t related by blood in any way at all," Fee softly replied, wanting to hug Cloe but unsure if the younger girl would be appreciative of the gesture.Â
She wiped her tears again and started to fiddle with her fingers, something she always does when she was stressed out. And then she nodded. "What if I'm cursed?"
Fee took a proper look at her younger sister’s eyes and noted that it was off, wondering what had happened to her. “Of course.” Stepping out from behind the desk, she led her sister to the small office that the librarian had assigned to her for paperwork. “What’s happened to you?”
"A lot." She answered, it was vague but it was true. There was something she needed to tell Felicia. Every staff member of this institution knew Cloe's case, but the trainees and pre-trainees don't. She took in a deep breath. "I'm not anybody's daughter. I'm not your sister." she flinched. "A month ago, my hair color changed and eyes and a staff noticed and after a long discussion, it was concluded I wasn't a daughter of Seshat, perhaps another Egyptian god of shapeshifting, but then that's only one of the possible answers." She wiped a tear the escaped her eyes. "I wish I was just a daughter of Seshat and don't have to worry about not being a daughter of my father or worry about waiting who the mystery god is." the tears cascaded down her cheeks and she couldn't wipe it since her hands were shaky. "I hoped it was all a joke, but they managed to contact your Mother and it was confirmed. I was not hers. She thought I was because she trusted the Messenger to send her true daughter to Crowley Asher. I thought she would knew I was not hers the moment she visited me and dad--or not really my dad--but there was something deceiving about me. She never got suspicious. Perhaps I am cursed. But nobody knows that yet." she then looked down. "I wish I am you sister and everything would be easy..."
She had been gone for a week or so but somehow it felt so much longer, the redhead supposed that this stemmed from the fact that she was planning to leave the Academy in half a year or so to go off to college. Felicia was currently in the library sorting through the books that had been returned when she heard someone coming up to the desk, causing her to look up with a false smile on her face. “Hi, what can I help you with?”
There was a bandaged on the left side of her forehead, her skin paler than usual, her eyes grey instead of its natural color; blue. "I need to tell you something... can we have a minute or so." She then looked at Xerse, the older woman gave her an encouraging smile though there were worried lines on her forehead. She then looked back at Fee. "Please." she added.
The hue from her eyes glowed even brighter and he just raised his hand in defense. A gush of wind suddenly came in. “I didn’t do it. I just saw you with a red hair and…” He swallowed, feeling eloquency started to leave him. “And..er, your eyes. It’s red. Somehow glowing. What is happening to you?”
She felt the wind blew onto her face and she just furrowed her brows, utterly confused. Making her the color of her eyes turning to the color of confusion, light orange, but it was more like creamy orange. "I don't know what you're talking about, Tanner."
He took a step back and raised a hand. Her hair was fine but what bothered her was her eyes. He gingerly twirled a lock of hair through his fingered and showed it to her. “You’re turning red.”
Her brows furrowed as she stared at her hair. "What the hell?" she then moved away from Tanner. "Don't touch me." she attempted to sound harsh, but her voice came out normal. She then touched her hair, "What did you do to it?"
Tanner came out of the building to go to this secret training he was doing when he bumped into someone. His eyes widened when he saw Cloe. “Woah,” that was all he managed to say because she turned red. “What in the world?”
 "What?" she looked at him in the eye very intensely.
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Cloe had stared at the unpacked bag in the room she had stayed in inside the Staff Building. Her brows were furrowed and her lips were pressed together. She decided to stand up and go visit Bust inside the Biology Lab. The travel was long, probably more than ten minutes, and the moment she stepped into the floor of where the Laboratory was located, the school bell rang. Perfect. Then it was just a matter of second until the trainees would come out of the rooms. She then battled her way towards the room she was aiming to go to. People gave her space and she didn't know why since they usually just bump into her, and the looks that they were giving her was stranger that usual. It was so unusual. Everything about this was unusual.Â
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she glared at them--that was so not her, but she couldn't help it, she was easily irritated ever since that day she encountered Felicia and after that Jane. She hated them now. That was what it felt like anyways. She was angry at them and they probably were angrier to her, but she didn't care. She thought that maybe they really wouldn't remember her since just a few years they would leave Cromwell and she would be left here. Stuck there. She wanted to leave, she wished her father didn't left her here again. It was way more fun outside there in the world where Gods and Goddesses don't exist, monsters were people, the enemy were still the people, and not some real monsters they had to deal with. Being human and god at the same time was difficult. It didn't make her comfortable. It made her want to puke and scream.
"Cloe, did you dye your hair?" She heard Bust's voice. She was already inside the Laboratory and she didn't even notice. She looked up at saw how confused Bust looked like. "You're playing with the mist, you've got a strong grip on it."
"Huh?" she then sat on a table and sighed. "Can't Hecate kids only do that, or Iris kids, or I don't know what mumbo jumbo-- I just, I don't know..." she sighed and looked down at her hands. "Seshat can't do that, right, I mean she can, she's a goddess...but her children are not powerful. We don't possess any ability because she sucks balls."
Bust laughed and was about to ruffle her hair, but the man remembered how Cloe didn't like to get her hair ruined. "You don't sound like a daughter of Seshat, sometimes, y'know?"
"You're not even supposed to be that smart, you're just full of wisdom and stuff like that. Your Godly parent doesn't define you, Bust." she felt even down now, her hair turned darker, black, it was supposed to be brown, not black. Her skin turned paler, and her eyes bluer than before. "I don't want to be attached to it."
"You're more attached to it more than you ever imagined, Clo." he smiled and tucked a stray strand of the younger girl's hair behind her ear.
"You don't understand, Bust. All I've ever felt is confusion and sometimes I start to question my identity. Maybe my identity is truly defined by my Godly parent. Do you know the countless times I was asked if I was truly a daughter of Seshat? They expect me to be like Mr. Griffith, a man of words, a man of knowledge, a man whose tongue speak a hundred thousand knowledge. Supposedly I should be not attached to my emotions because emotions are hindrance to knowledge. Mr. Griffith doesn't show much emotion because he doesn't know to. Felicia is like that as well. And I'm here. You're seeing me control the mist. But I don't know how to. It's just swirling around me like it's attached to me. Seshat don't control it. Who am I, Bust?" she stared at the man, and she couldn't find the answer. But she somehow felt better.
"Tanner? You are seriously comparing me to that loser?" She huffed incredulously. "Well, newsflash, princess, Tanner is a fucking pre-trainee and he has all the time in the world. I’m a full-pledge trainee. I’m a prefect and I go to life-threatening missions so sorry if sometimes I just wanna roll on the bed with my boyfriend in which I don’t get to do very often, by the way because I just don’t have all the time in the world unlike your stupid friend." She snapped and stormed off.
 She groaned in anger and threw the boombox down the ground, her hair turned the color of flame, her eyes dark red and everything around her turned black. She looked at Jane, hurt, angry, and confused. She then looked up at the sky. "I hate this place!" she then stormed off inside the building,
“Yeah, sick like the literal definition of vomit.” She rolled her eyes. “I didn’t mean your goddamned moves anyway. I mean you.”
She pressed her lips together and then she shrugged. "Well sorry if I do." she then turns off the boombox. "And I'm sorry if I didn't say bye. You and Felicia could be nowhere to be found every single time. So I gave up finding you guys and just said goodbye to Tanner instead." she picks up the boombox and starts walking, when she comes near Jane she looks up at her eyes. "At least Tanner's always there when I need him." she then continues to walk.
When she saw the younger girl turn her back on her, Felicia narrowed her eyes and marched off, heading towards one of the classrooms still upset since she didn’t tell Fee that she was leaving.
Fee comes out of the faculty building holding a stack of papers and other things and sees Cloe but doesn’t greet her or anything.
She saw Felicia and then she flinched and turned her back because she knew her sister was not going to talk to her. Max told her she was so dead when Fee or Jane would see her. She sighed and then wished her father didn't really drop her here.
Jane crossed her arms. “You fucking suck.”
"Shut up. I've got some sick moves."
“Oh my fucking god, a boom box!” She said as she jumped on her skateboard. “Haven’t seen one in a while. Wait, you’re here. Hi! Welcome back. Jane and Fee will kill you by the way but welcome back.” She said before giving the little girl a hug.
"Pretty cool, right?" she then smiles and hugged Max back. "And, eh, it's not like they have time that I could bother them and say goodbye." She shrugs.
She feels like there is someone watching her, so she turns around and sees Tanner. "Stop being a creep!" she then laughs a bit as she stops dancing.
Cloe's been back in Cromwell for two days now, and she's bored, so she gets her boombox and began dancing at the side of the Faculty building.
He chuckled a bit then his brows almost knitted as he eyed her. “Are you high or something?”
"Sugar high? Yessss. I had lots of skittles. I need to be awake 'til my Dad will come pick me up."
“Little fucker.” He muttered under his breath with a little hint of amusement. “And what’s in the bag? Did you finally bring me a dead animal?”
"Yes! It's dead animal, we should totally skin it and cook it, man. We need to." she says animatedly and she ends up in a fit of giggles.
