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@psychiclegacy
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moving xavier to my multimuse @sindicate
being honest in my +10 years on this app i was never able to run more than one blog at a time and i didnβt want to leave xavier behind , so youβll find him over there !!
WHILE HER MOTHER ATTEMPTED TO SPOON FEED HER the wholesome propaganda that nevermore would open doors to finding her own people, she failed to mention the dangers of that such an establishment could close them as well. the school was an amalgamate of normie subjects and mystical arts, teaching the fundamentals along side the secrets and occult. it was survival, some that she even enjoyed. it only took a class of imbeciles to completely miscalculate their measurements and create a viral toxin, sending the entire campus into lock down.
the ones closest to the exposure were put into quarantine to be monitored for symptoms. she so happened to be outside the very classroom speaking with xavier. there hadnt been an alarm or a much of a scrambleβnot until the everyone in the class had begun to hallucinate and fall into madness. it was disappointingβ she wouldve liked to watch. she was escorted into a closed wing and placed inside a room with the boy, those directly exposed were in another. another disappointment. if she was going to pay for her peers sins, it was fair that she should be allowed to witness the mayhem.
wednesday glanced at @psychiclegacy, unblinking stare boring into the artist. she was learning to trust him though it was still difficult. it was a wonder that he trusted herβthen again, it was quite possible he didnt. but he wasnt the monster she thought and for some reason she didnt understand, he seemed to want to be around her. though this type of quality time had to be exorbitant even for him. " if i were to break out, what would it take for you to keep quiet? name your price, " her monotone broke through the silence as she shifted her unblinking stare from the ledge outside the window to the boy. as far as they were informed, the toxin affected the sensory cortex and hippocampus that affected their powers. blood thirsty vampires, sirens with no filter, wolfing out in rage. logically, she was in more danger with him than without him.
fn: XAVIER and WEDNESDAY trapped in a room together during a quarantine
. he'd seen this happen in one of his visions not long ago , and this information could naturally get him in trouble . keeping such a big vision to himself was justified by the fact that he'd stopped trusting his visions when the hyde first started invading his dreams turning them into horrible nightmares β what his dream failed to manifest was the fact that he would be quarantined in a room with no other than wednesday .
. there was no telling how long the whole ordeal would take and despite the massive panic that the situation sent most nevermore students into , xavier was trying his best to keep a calm exterior although as time went by it was progressively becoming more difficult to keep his mask on , to pretend that he was as clueless as every other student .
. his attitude is sort of eclipsed by the raven haired girl's schadenfreude moment , which in part he was thankful for , thankful for the fact that she was not paying attention to him , that he could most likely take a deep breath and calm down , after all it was not like people could read his mind .. right ? arms crossed in front of his chest almost representing a protective shield as he rests against a table , his eyes suddenly on the girl . " break out ? are you insane ? 99% of the students out there will rip you to pieces in two seconds . " okay so maybe he was slightly more agitated than usual , his vision didn't go as far as to show him wednesday so the idea that something that he didn't predict could happen sets off his already hypersensitive emotions , he tries to gather himself once he realises . " unless you can pull a van helsing on all of them which means killing then we better stay here . "
"There are no bats in this part of Jericho, too cold," she said simply before shrugging the black bag off her shoulders and rummaging through it for her golden engraved lighter, quite upset at the idea that he wasn't down for arson, but a quaint fire will do, Looking around humming a soft song to herself she walked over to a disheveled wooden chair, Taking it in her free hand and bringing her leg up and stomping down on the wood until it broke, leaning down and chucking them into the fireplace and swiftly setting them alight, Smiling as the wood set a blaze brown hues fixated on the flames. "Dracula's house is far superior to this anyway."
. touchΓ© . leave it to wednesday to always make him feel like a fool . he clears his throat and gives her a quick glance from the corner of his eyes . " yeah , i know that . " he takes a double take , noticing how she was already getting her hands dirty with the fireplace and setting a tamed fire ( for now ) . he busies himself with his own back bag now , picking the makeshift picnic towel and carefully laying it down in the cleanest part right in front of the fireplace wednesday was preparing , the rest of the stuff needed from his bag followed . " let me guess , you've been there ..? "
. mun . me being me , i couldn't sit still until i had my damn multi so here it is @sindicate !
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. mun . me being me , i couldn't sit still until i had my damn multi so here it is @sindicate !
β Enid cares. Bianca cares. It feels like every teenage girl in this school cares for some awful and insignificant reason, β she mumbles, finally getting down and giving his arm a shove before taking a seat back at the table. It was true βΒ she'd been the focus of whispers any time they were alone, and she'd much prefer the source of slander be about her alone, not her proximity to a boy. β You're one bad joke away from me going up to my room to study alone, not that you've been much help with staying on task in the first place. How do you pass your classes with this kind of work ethic? β
. gazing down in compliance , he doesn't comment on the scolding β it was , after all , something that didn't bother him but it seemed to bother her enough for the both of them . " okay fine , i'll keep it down . " it all has a touch of amusement to it still and he's biting the inside of his cheek to stop that stubborn smile from re-appearing . " you've been scoping the room the whole time , how can i focus ? " he feels like he needs to defend himself although almost at a whispering level . " - and for the record , i have excellent grades . "
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After the quite frankly overwhelming orientation, paperwork, and meeting with the administration - It had been time to say goodbye. Jenna assured him that he was going to like it here, just give it a try, and she'd come get him if he called. His aunt was more emotional than he was on the goodbye, part of him was still angry he had to be here at all. That Elena hadn't been able to come see him off.
The Housemaster had showed Jeremy to his new room, where his trunks were already sitting outside the door. Time to unpack. The dorm room was nice, a lot bigger than the average college dorm from what he knew, even had it's own bathroom connected.
It was very clear which half was occupied, art covered the walls. A lot of it seemed pretty dark, but in a cool way, the new werepup identified with the monsters peeking through the paper and canvass. Even after Jeremy had finished unpacking, it was still pretty clear who the newbie was. He'd never lived anywhere beside the room he'd grown up in. No summer camps even. It was hard to know what he needed to bring.
At least he'd convinced Jenna to let him bring his xbox and little tv, Call of Duty was going to be able absolute must if he was going to survive this place.
That's what he was in the middle of setting up when the door to his room opened up, making him jump.
"Oh hey, I'm Jeremy, are you..." He'd already forgotten the name they told him. "...My new roommate?"
. it was nevermore after all , no shortage of supernatural kids that fit nowhere but in that school . he had been around long enough to know an empty bed never remains so for long so with his previous roommate suddenly out he knew they'd quickly find a replacement , he didn't let himself get used to a room for himself .
. move ins could be quite stressful , however , a lot of it depending on the person's background and whether they were there willingly or forcibly , so he'd decided to go for a run while the school showed the new kid around and let him settle , there would be plenty of time to meet them and hopefully build a good friendship . xavier had always been one of the most relaxed students so from his side everything should go smoothly .
. even though he'd made the effort to never get accustomed to a room for himself , he still walks in without knocking , forgetting that the new student was most likely unpacking by now . he's removing his headphones just in time to hear the other's name . " oh 'm sorry , you kinda get used to being alone .. xavier , your new roomie , nice to meet you . " he offers the other a smile and a handshake , then looking towards his own side of the room . " hope you don't mind the art , it's my thing . "
β i thought youβ¦ i saw you get shot. β
. he'd be lying if he said such words coming from arcana didn't trigger a certain anxiety in him . " sh- shot ? arcana , that's impossible i'm right in front of you . " he tries to bring her to her senses , hoping it would aid her and calm her down . " what did you see , tell me . " there's a massive effort to sound calm and collected .
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β have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? β / wednesday
. always so defensive . it takes him a second to reply , a smile on his face badly controlled that kind of converted into a smirk by the time he musters something to say . " nope , i come in peace . " both hands raised in the air as if demonstrating surrender . " - or rather , to check on you . " he knows this could backfire instantly , but he still needs to make sure she was okay .
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As 2022 is coming to a close, I wanted to reach out to those who really have made a difference in my year on here and pay the positivity forward. You are one of those special, irreplaceable people. You wrote with me with Klaus and all your perfect, lovely other muses and we truly made the magic happen. You have been an absolute joy to talk to throughout the time we've been acquainted and I value your presence and friendship. I was so happy to see you come back when you did and though I haven't watched Wednesday, I'm equally happy to see you are thriving on another blog now. I wish you the happiest of times next year and am sending all the love your way! β₯οΈ
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unwillingly evil
you were forced. your resolve was broken slowly but surely, and now youβre unsure of whether youβll ever get it back. for some reason, you believe that your current position is your fault. it isnβt. itβs the fault of those who did it to you. and yet you soldier on, facing forwards even as you slowly lose your will to continue. when you die, youβre calm. unafraid for the first time in a while. this is the one thing they canβt take from you.
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β itβs very rude to stare. β ( From lydia, mayhaps? )
. lydia's words are enough to wake him up from the trance he seemed to be in - combining lack of sleep mixed with night terrors and a busy mind trying to figure out what it all meant ends up resulting in a zombie . " hm ? oh , 'm sorry . " slightly awkward now , he shifts a little on his seat . " i wasn't here here , if you know what i mean . " he plays it off with an half smile . " it looks good though . "
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β arenβt we in a good mood today? β
. her remark only brightens his smile further , although he couldn't tell her why that was he still was happy to see her walk through those doors another day , which meant another one of his visions defeated and a terrible outcome dodged . " 'm always in a good mood , you're just less gloomy today so you're noticing it . " he teased , hoping that would be enough to sweep away any remaining curiosity and further questions about his mood .
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