#stirlingsilverphantom

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@stirlingsilverphantom  from Starter Call: Ivory

Approaching a teacher was always an intimidating thing to do, even ones as friendly as Haven’s professor Stirling.  She had quite the reputation as Haven’s ‘cool’ teacher and often connected with the students on a good level.  Perhaps she could help.

But what if she can’t?  What if this is like... a breach of policy or something?

Ivory had to push the thought from her mind as she steps closer to the woman, fidgeting with each step.  This was so embarrassing but she didn’t exactly have a lot of close friends she felt would offer good advice on the subject.  She raises a hand and mutters.  “U-U-Uh Professor Stirling?”  She asks slowly,  “Sorry, you don’t know me.  I’m Ivory- er... Reynard...”

No last names.  This isn’t Atlas.

She shakes her head feeling a little stupid.  “I was wondering if I could ask you a question.  I-If you can’t that’s okay!  I mean, I don’t know Haven’s rules so... um...”  She looks away with a blush.

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"I didn't want you to see me like this-"

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“Professor...” The teen’s voice trailed off as she took a hesitant step towards the woman, who was clearly shaken up. Emerald hues could make out the image of tears falling from the elder’s eyes, the woman’s shoulders seeming to shake slightly. It had been late into the night when Pyrrha had approached to woman’s office, nightmares had been plaguing her and Libra had made it clear she was always welcome to come to her.

However she hadn’t expected the teacher to be the one to need her help instead.

Nevertheless Pyrrha gently laid a hand on the elder’s shoulder, a conversation between the two weeks ago coming to mind as she did so. She’d been in the acadamy’s clinic when Libra had come to talk to her, telling her not to wallow in guilt, that such a thing would only destroy her. It hadn’t occurred to until now that Libra had said such a thing not out of advice, but rather cause it had happened to her. “It’s alright, would you like to talk about it? Is there anything I can do to help?”

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"Quiet me"

Leave a “Quiet Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

The last few moments of his fight is a blur, though some part of him is still freaking out about being swallowed, even as he wakes. His vision’s blurred even as he opens his eyes and his hands naturally tense. It’s freaky and unfamiliar and white..Wait.

His vision was clearing up, the more he blinked, and he could finally see that the white was distinct, it was just hair. Other things are registering finally, like his chest hurts like a truck slammed into it. And it’s raining? no, someone’s crying.

“Li? Libra....shhh, I’m okay.” It’s five kinds of a lie, something he swore he wouldn’t do to her again. But he can’t help, he doesn’t want her to worry. “I’m okay, Hey, shhh, come on, it’s okay, I’m here.”

It hurts ,everything just hurts, but he ignores it for now, trying to wipe his hands of the blood and..other unthinkable fluids, before he places them on her, trying to rub her shoulders. Part of him is aware that she probably still hates him, or at the very least, isn’t going to like him touching her like he used to. But he’s hurting enough, another punch isn’t going to make much of a difference. “Libra, I’m fine, look at me, okay? I’m okay.” 

It’s just babble, repeating himself over and over, but maybe it’s enough to soothe her. “Shh.”

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Oran believing in aliens is the best thing I’ve read all day

//Well he kinda has to, he’s met Dania from demonicdania. Hard not to believe something staring you in the face.

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❝ DO IT YOU SACK OF SHIT! – Sorry. That didn’t come out as encouraging as I meant it to. ❞

“If it was meant to be encouraging... It’s not helping...”

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(Starter for @stirlingsilverphantom If you want a different member, let me know and I’ll rewrite. I don’t feel inspired enough to write three starters lol. Random roll means Erasmo.)

Erasmo pinched his nose bridge, temporarily debating whether or not to knock on her door. He knew she and Oran had a nasty break up, so he wasn’t sure if his prescence would be appreciated or not. But, he did need her experience, so he knocked twice as a warning, before opening the door.

“Excuse me, Libra? I’m afraid I need a bit of navigational help.” He didn’t quite step in, though his frame did fill the doorway, hand still on the knob. “If you are not up to it, I would ask at least for the name of someone else who might be able to help me find my way around.”