south wing, some meters underground. what used to be a classroom is now the secret base, a hideout. surprisingly he had spent much of his time there lately. ever since his eyes saw something that they shoudn't have. the world above was just not as interesting, especially when there's a problem he doesn't know how to solve. noelle, or rather adriel, was that problem.
simple? there was no such thing when it came to dealing with the landegres. it was not simple because of scarlett, and he wasn't keen on screwing up whatever peace he and claude had upheld until now either. however, the consequences were not enough to hold him back. killian had never liked to play nice, and ever since he had stepped foot in elias that was exactly what he had been doing. the better side of him told him it was reckless, but anger won--didn't it always? he walked towards the whiteboard at the farthest corner of the room and begun writing. for minutes killian was lost in his own world until he realized something was off about this plan. he couldn't pinpoint it but there was someone who could.
【sms; rosalie】code red 【sms; rosalie】that means come down here and bring chicken
