Daily-Bluelance

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“Is she good to you?”

“She’s every good thing I forgot existed in this world.”

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I shifted the tiniest amount and he growled, his arms tightening around me and drawing me flush back against his body. “Hey Mr Psycho, I can’t breathe.” I prodded his arm and he slackened his grip a little.

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“You smell like her,” I murmured.

“Then make me smell like you.”

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Lance gifting Darcy a rose quartz as a promise that he’s hers. FOR NOW, FOREVER 😭

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Orion w/ everyone --- Orion w/ Darcy.

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darcy tellin lance what nickname darius uses for her 😭😭

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“I suppose that's only fair, Miss Vega. And as a Libra, I’m a sucker for fairness,” he said and my mouth parted in surprise.

So he is the Libra my horoscope mentioned this morning. And apparently being fair didn’t extend to being nice.”

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“I took a slow breath as I tried to process it all. “So what do you think me and Tory are, sir?” I asked, nervous of the answer.

He drummed his fingers on the desk then swallowed the last of his drink. “Trouble,” he muttered and I stiffened.”

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“Your weakest Element is fire, although I use the word weak very loosely. You're an eight in earth, a nine in water and a ten in air.”

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“The brush of his rough fingers and the repetitive movements were making me heady and I tried to focus on anything else in the room besides his touch.”

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“In palmistry mortals usually have four lines on their palms.” Orion pointed them out from top to bottom. “Heart, head, life and fate. Fae, however, have a fifth line. A power line.” He pressed his thumb to the middle of my palm again and I shifted in my seat as my body reacted much too keenly toward Professor Asshole.”

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“Orion gave me an even stare. “Everything in Solaria is about power, Miss Vega. Don't forget that. Everyone takes what they want. It's our way. And if you don't start taking it yourself, you're going to fail at this Academy before you've even attempted to pass The Reckoning.”

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“Don't bite me.”

He leaned down so he was nose to nose with me and the heavenly scent of cinnamon sailed from his skin, tangling with the sharpness of bourbon on his breath.

His lips pursed and all amusement fled from his expression. “How are you going to stop me?”

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“Thank you,” I forced out.

“Your gratitude isn't what I want.” He snatched my arm and in one, single heartbeat I knew what he was going to do. ”

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“Excuse me?” I interrupted his rudeness.

Orion's eyes flicked up. “Yes?”

“Well, it's just that apparently I'm standing in your office looking like a swamp monster and watching you get drunk.”

“That does appear to be happening, yes. Very observant, Blue. Or perhaps I should call you Brown now?” He nearly choked on his laughter at his own joke.”

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“The Principal looked to me and pointed. “Tory, you'll be taught by Professor Orion and-”

“I'm Darcy,” I corrected.

“I – er – of course you are,” Nova backtracked. “So you'll be with Orion and Darcy I'll let you know-”

“I'm Tory,” my sister huffed.

“Right er-” Nova started but Orion stepped in.

“Blue, you’re with me.” He pointed at me and I scowled at the nickname.”