Kellan

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Arden tipped her head and smiled. Sure it wasn’t accepting the whole world, but he’d accepted the idea that someone else was important too. Maybe she’d judged him too harshly, she barely knew him! He was probably exaggerating everything else anyway, overcompensation for something. “I’ll flatter myself all I want to, thank you very much.” She wiggled her shoulders, never lacking in outward confidence. “Love it. Let’s do this.” She booked her bag on her shoulder and strolled towards the door, keeping her face calm and cool as she went through the security and smiled when it didn’t go off.

Kellan rolled his eyes but held his tongue. He had come to realize that sometimes he had to sacrifice acting impulsively to get what he wanted. Trying to retort wouldn’t be missing out on torturing people, so he just followed her. “Where exactly are we going? There won’t be cops or people from the school, right?” he asked, not caring as much about the possibility of police, knowing that his magic could overtake them.

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Arden paused, looking confused once again. “I didn’t mean literally… it’s a saying. You know the saying right? You think you’re the shit, top dog, most important blah blah blah. Maybe someone else is important too.” She widened her eyes and looked down, indicating herself. And other people, she supposed, if she had to be nice about it. “Whatever, let’s go to my sale and nick things.” He might’ve been properly weird and over the top, but he was sort of doing her a favour. She wouldn’t repay it.

“Yeah, my family is pretty important, mostly my sister Tibby. But other than that, I’m not too sure,” he said. As he said it, he made a mental note to talk to her soon, as it had been far too long. He realized that she meant herself and laughed out loud. “Please, don’t flatter yourself. But yes, let’s go torture people.” He was willing to put aside her weird ideas of self-importance in favor of her offer to let him finally live a little.

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“Probably.” She agreed, even though she didn’t believe it. Arden kept a hard exterior but it hid something far softer that she very rarely let anyone see, that was willing to do a lot of bad things for the rush that it gave her. She couldn’t quite believe his comment, her head pulled back and she gave him a funny look. “And you think you’re God’s gift. You calm down.” She was never one to take an insult, especially from a hypocrite. She doubted he would appreciate it being pointed out to him though, because he was in deep with his feeling of power.

“I don’t think I’m God’d gift. I know what I do fucks with people, I’m really hoping I don’t help anyone. I don’t need to calm down,” Kellan laughed. He had never had to calm down before this school, and he resented that he now had to deal with random people telling him to do shit, whereas before everyone had been too afraid to come near him.

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“Right?!” She grinned, patting him on the shoulders. She was thrilled with the idea, though she wasn’t entirely sure she agreed with the murder thing. But then, Arden wasn’t entirely sure she believed him. He was probably just a kid with anger issues. “Their kids might, but they’ll get over it.” She shrugged, playing along with the little game he had going. It would get her what she wanted, Arden would re-evaluate matters if she deemed it necessary, but she was hardly responsible so most likely not. She made a face at him at the comment, “My place is everywhere.” She reassured him, and for the most part she believed that. She’d decided she was going to be a jetsetter, pretty and expensive. She didn’t know how, but she’d decided it and so it was going to happen. The world would be kind to her, it had been in the past.

“The kids will forget pretty quickly, they’ll be fine. And if they aren’t fine, that’s a nice little bonus,” he said, smiling wider as he thought of the kids. Knowing that his actions would upset even more people than the direct victims made him even happier than before. Maybe he could leave some of the mothers intact, but heavily cursed, to cause more chaos. There were so many possibilities, he couldn’t wait to try them all out. “You’re stealing out of necessity, let’s calm down.”

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“I grew up in a jungle with fucking monkeys.” She replied, not quite sure why they were just stating random facts about themselves. Arden didn’t care how powerful he was, she cared what he could do for her and so far it was just big words. Arden crossed her arms, lips pouting slightly as she listened to his weird rant about ruining things, it was odd but she appreciated his weird passion for it, and then had a brilliant idea. She squeaked, waved her hands to fan herself and jumped forward to press a kiss to his cheek. “I have the best idea! It’s perfect for both of us. There’s this sale and all the bitchy soccer moms come out to try and get things super cheap. You should come with me and be my bitch barrier, do whatever you want to them so I can get what I want! What do you think?” She proposed excitedly, bounding on the balls of her feet. She rolled her eyes at him, ignoring the stupid comment and that smug look he wore. “Get over it, doesn’t bother me.”

He furrowed his brow, confused about what the relevance of what she just said was. Kellan groaned with disgust as she kissed him on the cheek and had to resist the urge to strangle her right there. He had to pinch himself and tell himself to breathe before he did anything he might have to face consequences for; he definitely wouldn’t feel regret for it, but facing consequences was a deterrent. He brightened a little when she told him about her plan. “That actually sounds perfect. I mean, literally no one will miss them, so that’s a great idea.” His mind went wild with possibilities. He didn’t have to return them in one piece, and they had no affiliation with the school, so he could indulge. The ability to murder and maim without repercussions was all he had wanted since coming to the school, and now he could actually live that out. “It doesn’t? I suppose that’s good, keeps everyone in their place.”

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Arden pulled her head back wearing a look of thoroughly unimpressed. “And I’m Arden fucking Porter, what’s it to you?” She replied with furrowed brows, digging her hand into her pocket to pullout a lip balm, which she applied as she carried on. “Why would I know you? Are you some sort of child star or something?” That would certainly explain the tantrum he was throwing. “Cause I never had a tv as a kid so.” Arden didn’t care much for it all anyway, she preferred to be out doing things instead. “Magic? That’s fucking awesome dude, but maybe you should go analogue for this. Where’s the accomplishment if you conjure it, yknow? Besides, it’s less for fun than for necessity.” He might’ve been able to have whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, but Arden grew up in a jungle and she was making her own way in the best fashion she could manage.

“I’m one of the most powerful people in the world, definitely the most powerful at this school. I could kill you right now, and I’m considering it very seriously. So I need you to shut the hell up,” Kellan said, trying to calm himself before he did anything that could get the school’s attention. This was a new self-restraint for him, and he hated every second of it. Back home, there was never any need to restrain his impulses or deny a part of himself. “Yeah, it is fucking awesome. The accomplishment is that the store suffers. It was more fun back home because you got to see the effects stealing large quantities had on the local families who owned the businesses, especially if you killed all the crops and cursed every ship bringing imports at the same time.” He laughed. “Necessity? That must suck. I can’t imagine being poor,” he said with a look of disdain for a moment before he broke into a smirk.

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Arden made a face, looking side to side even though no one other than him was there to see her judgement. “How?” She asked with an attitude, because he looked like any other scruffy rich boy she’d run in to. “What’s the advantage? At least if I know I can work around it.” She had an advantage too, sometimes, which was girlish charm when she made the effort. But often people liked the excitement that followed her, that had it’s own charm too. “Hey if I leave with more stuff than I came in with I’ll be happy. I’m already doing well.”

"Because I’m Kellan fucking Jones,” he said, angered even more. He knew that he had had to lay low for a while so the school would get off his back and not attempt to completely break his spirit, but he knew that he was still the most powerful person there. Kellan couldn’t believe the ignorance and immediately resolved to do more to restore his reputation. “Magic. Stealing is kind of basic and juvenile. But, hey, there’s always nostalgia.” The last time he had thought that stealing was badass was before he had tried to kill his family, so he thought it might be nice to indulge.

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“Maybe you don’t,” Arden replied, hiding the now empty hanger at the back of the rack. “But some people do, and how am I meant to tell?” He didn’t look particularly preppy, but looks were deceptive and she didn’t want to get arrested. Jail cells didn’t look pretty on her. “But it’s today’s crime! And it’s a fun crime.” She grinned eagerly and galloped over to him, “You just gonna watch or do you want to join in?” She challenged, thinking they could make it a game if he was up for it.

“You should be able to tell,” Kellan said, a flash of anger overtaking him for a moment, shocked and outraged that he could be mistaken for being any less powerful and fearsome than he was. He calmed when she asked him to join. At least she had recognized her mistake and tried to fix it. He smirked. “Why not? But I have a bit of an advantage, so I’m not sure how much fun you’ll have.”

[wildarden]

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Arden looked around the large department store, checking that no staff members were around watching her. She ripped the tag from the tank top that she wanted and held it between her thighs as she pulled her own top off and tucked that in her bag, then pulled the striped tank on instead. Arden adjusted herself, trying to make herself look natural, then layered her check shirt on top. Arden pulled out her hair and noticed someone looking at her. She put a finger to her mouth and gave a slow shhh, giving a winning smirk.

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Kellan laughed out loud when he saw the girl stealing and telling him not to say anything. Part of him was annoyed that she seemed to think she was so clever for her stunt, but a larger part was amused at how confidently she did it and that she assumed Kellan was the sort of person to report her. “Honestly, do you think I give a shit? That’s a greater crime than the actual theft.”

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stacyfromneverland

“Again, I wasn’t laughing at you. Maybe you shouldn’t assume the worst of people.”

“Then what were you laughing at? Why would I assume the best of people, when they never live up to that?”

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stacyfromneverland

“Oh. Wow, you’re intense.”

“Maybe don’t laugh at me then, if I’m that intense.”

[stacyfromneverland]

“No! I swear I’m not laughing at you.”

[kellan--jones-blog]

“Yeah, I know you’re not laughing at me, because if you were, you’d be dead by  now.”

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tibbyblossom

Bet she deserved that.

Even if she didn’t though, it’s an easily undone spell; why should they freak out?

She absolutely did. And I know, right? It was literally nothing, and I got lectured about “safe magic” and being a “kind person”. It was absolute bullshit.

So what’ve I missed?

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tibbyblossom

Oh gods, Kellan! What’ve you done now?

It was really simple, I don’t understand why the school flipped out. I only sewed her mouth shut, it really wasn’t a big deal.

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reaganontop

“You’ll find a way, I do sneaky all the time. Or at least, low key. Although not to curse levels.” Reagan rolled her eyes at him, amazed that he was so oblivious to her flirting. “Of your handsome face.” She told him, getting straight to it. “I think you’re hot.”

“What do you do then? If you aren’t doing anything cool, then what’s the point of laying low?” Kellan didn’t understand why anyone would enjoy sneaking around. “Oh?” He hadn’t been thinking about anything but his hatred of the school for the last while, so he was completely taken off-guard. It was strange to not be enraged by someone immediately after they opened their mouths, so he figured he wouldn’t mind a little fun. “Well, you’re not too horrible. Definitely not the worst I’ve seen. Are we going to do anything about it, or are you just here to stroke my ego?” 

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reaganontop

“I know it’s totally not fair, but I’d much rather you go sneaky and still cause some havoc than go big once and get locked up the rest of the year. Don’t deprive me.”

I don’t even know how to be sneaky, though. Subtlety isn’t really my style. I don’t want to get locked up either, but what would I be depriving you of?

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reaganontop

“Yeah? You’ve got to be sneakier then handsome, I don’t want to miss a minute of you.”

Why should I be sneaky, though? Back home, I would be able to do whatever I wanted with my magic and nothing could stop me, and now I have to bend to the school? That’s such bullshit.