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Coeval Onus Chapter 34
Not making any unnecessary sound or an extra noise, as well as maintaining maximum silence, the three of us head toward the dorms. They stand silent and empty from what I know, and in case any of those terrorists are around, we hide behind the many trees and shrubs that are abundant within the campus of CCMS. In another setting the foliage would probably serve to be useful for students sneaking out, and now too, students are using it to sneak around. "Do we want to try and get into the dorms and see if anybody is safe?" I ask as we crouch behind a particularly dense cluster of bushes over which a tree stands. "I don't know, it might be risky," says Syl, "I'm thinking that going places we don't need to in order to save everyone could be an unneeded risk in itself." "That's true," whispers Hala as she nods, "but it could also be the case that some of the teachers or students could be in the dorms, and they could sneak out too." "If only we could text people," whispers Syl as h
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We maneuver around a shelf to put a physical obstacle between us. Continuing to crouch low, we sidle down the aisle before turning and stopping at the end. The feet of the two terrorists in here continue to move around, and the three of us know they're chasing us. "What do we do?" I whisper, much quieter than ever, and the two of them with the cloaking spell starting to disintegrate are very much visible. "I don't know," whispers back Hala, glancing through a bookshelf to try and see how far they are. "If they're in here," says Syl as he looks around, "that must mean there are terrorists all in the hall. That means the garden is the only way out." "How about Valence's Mausoleum?" whispers Hala, "That's probably our best shot." "You're right," I say, and glance around, "Valence might be able to do something." A menacing sound of a shelf being kicked sounds, and we all nod and begin to move toward the door to the garden. It's about half of the library away, but that co
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I don't say anything out loud, because Hala and Syl are looking through the other grates, but I do wave them over. They tip-toe quietly to where I am, and see Machiv. They must know that we've found a strong ally, because they both nod and grin slightly. Hala approaches the grate we can see Machiv in, and quietly, Hala begins to whisper up to him. "Machiv, it's Hala," she says quietly, and quickly adds on, "you don't have to answer." Machiv seems to be leaning against the wall the grate sits next to, and a moment ago was quietly sitting. After Hala talks, he perks up slightly, but understands he needs to remain strictly inconspicuous, and doesn't say anything. I also realize that on the other side of the grate, is Hila. So Hila and Machiv sit with the grate between the two of them. Both of them are very good friends to see, and I find myself grinning more. "I'm with Revel and Syl," continues Hala, whispering up to Machiv and Hila, "we're in the grate between the two of you,
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I could really do that better, thinking back now. I talked with the person letting people in, and maybe I could smile more and also just try to show more confidence in what I did. I mean, it's not that I lack it. I've got plenty of pride and I could paint myself like a field of violets with no leaves. Blooms only. Laughing at the thought in my head, I walk around the stone halls with other new students, looking between the building, the paper map in one hand, and the other paper I have denoting my class and teacher that runs that class. I can also see my name printed out, and reading it has me calming myself through some self-absorbed mantra. Revel Ester It's not what most people have as a name, and sometimes when I need to feel better with myself I try to revel as my name indicates. It's true that I can be fun, but mostly I'm a quiet guy who you barely notice most of the time. Not that I mind. Being as shy as wild animals, I'm not one to be found in large groups. It's not any
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"Oh, shoot!" says Mr. Reap from the front, "We've gotta go to the assembly. Everyone, we're going to the the main hall. It's on your maps." The twenty-whatever teens in the class get up and grab their bags while filing out to go to this assembly in question. Thinking back now it might be thirty, as Mr. Reap said, but I don't have the best memory. I keep close to both Hala and the twins. I didn't realize it, but I thought Hala was petite, but she's actually a pretty tall girl. She easily could put her arm on my shoulder and lean. I'm two inches shorter than her, while the twins are about the same height as Hala. What I do notice though is that Sylvester has shorter cut hair in the back while Lucius has his bangs styled like spikes that fall over his brow softly. I think I'm starting to figure out what's different between the two of them, but I'm having some trouble still. They both have radiant grins, tanned skin, laughter like sunshine, and worst of all, they talk the same w
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Walking into the second class today, I look around to see if anybody here is somebody I recognize. I do, spotting Hala and Syl near the windows in this class. They wave to me, and I walk over to them with a smile. "Hey, Revy!" says Syl as he grins, "Happy to see ya!" "Me too," I say, "what classes did you guys have?" "Calculus," they both answer together. "I had algebra 2," I say. "Hey, math is hard, whatever name it has," says Hala. "True," I say with a nod. "Ooh! Butter!" shouts Syl a little loudly as a boy with black hair with lavender tips walks in, "C'mere!" The boy in question, Butter, glances over, grimaces slightly, but then does come over. "Hello, Sylvester," says Butter calmly, and I notice that he has black gloves on his hands. "I didn't see you for a while," says Syl with a grin, "what class are you in?" "62-B," answers Butter. "Oh, this is Machiv Butter," introduces Syl, "he's from the same town as me, and we're from the same school too." "Hell
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"What club are you interested in in?" asks Lu to me as we stand in front of a billboard with posters advertising clubs for everyone to join. "I'm not sure," I say, "I used to play tennis, though I'm not sure I want to continue." Well, tennis might be a half-lie. It was more of racquetball. Back at the orphanage nobody ever was around that much, so I just hit a ball against a wall to practice, and then came in second for my district. I one time did a little match in the general district, and I did get second place. I never figured out where the silver medal I got went, but I still remember that I did get that place. It might not be much, but I'm exceptionally proud of that achievement in my life until now. "I'm thinking basketball," says Lu, "Syl and I have been doing it since grade school, and together we usually have great teamwork." "Aside from when you two fight?" asks Tula with a grin. "Yeah, aside from then," answers Lu. "I mean, you're the one who starts them,"
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Outside, there's rain coming down and it creates a grey sky, but leaves the trees and foliage below to remain green and healthy. The building of CCMS is a little grey by nature, a light grey, but today it's very dark. Glancing outside has me wonder if the rain will stop today, since it's been continuous for a few days now. Being in the second week since my new school life started, I've gotten mostly settled in here. Going around with my usual group, Hala, Syl, Lu, Thames, Morgan, Tula, Machiv, and Keito, quite a number of friends I surprisingly have, it's a fun environment that I have, since it works together with all that I'm learning. It's right now during history, and even though I'm adequately interested in it, my thoughts do spiral around to wonder about that day. I tried looking through the library on Sunday, since Saturday I went out with everyone to town for the first time and enjoyed the day there, for anything about the the pool and magic related to it. I'm not overtly
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I don't say anything out loud, because Hala and Syl are looking through the other grates, but I do wave them over. They tip-toe quietly to where I am, and see Machiv. They must know that we've found a strong ally, because they both nod and grin slightly. Hala approaches the grate we can see Machiv in, and quietly, Hala begins to whisper up to him. "Machiv, it's Hala," she says quietly, and quickly adds on, "you don't have to answer." Machiv seems to be leaning against the wall the grate sits next to, and a moment ago was quietly sitting. After Hala talks, he perks up slightly, but understands he needs to remain strictly inconspicuous, and doesn't say anything. I also realize that on the other side of the grate, is Hila. So Hila and Machiv sit with the grate between the two of them. Both of them are very good friends to see, and I find myself grinning more. "I'm with Revel and Syl," continues Hala, whispering up to Machiv and Hila, "we're in the grate between the two of you,
Coeval Onus Chapter 35
We maneuver around a shelf to put a physical obstacle between us. Continuing to crouch low, we sidle down the aisle before turning and stopping at the end. The feet of the two terrorists in here continue to move around, and the three of us know they're chasing us. "What do we do?" I whisper, much quieter than ever, and the two of them with the cloaking spell starting to disintegrate are very much visible. "I don't know," whispers back Hala, glancing through a bookshelf to try and see how far they are. "If they're in here," says Syl as he looks around, "that must mean there are terrorists all in the hall. That means the garden is the only way out." "How about Valence's Mausoleum?" whispers Hala, "That's probably our best shot." "You're right," I say, and glance around, "Valence might be able to do something." A menacing sound of a shelf being kicked sounds, and we all nod and begin to move toward the door to the garden. It's about half of the library away, but that co
Coeval Onus Chapter 34
Not making any unnecessary sound or an extra noise, as well as maintaining maximum silence, the three of us head toward the dorms. They stand silent and empty from what I know, and in case any of those terrorists are around, we hide behind the many trees and shrubs that are abundant within the campus of CCMS. In another setting the foliage would probably serve to be useful for students sneaking out, and now too, students are using it to sneak around. "Do we want to try and get into the dorms and see if anybody is safe?" I ask as we crouch behind a particularly dense cluster of bushes over which a tree stands. "I don't know, it might be risky," says Syl, "I'm thinking that going places we don't need to in order to save everyone could be an unneeded risk in itself." "That's true," whispers Hala as she nods, "but it could also be the case that some of the teachers or students could be in the dorms, and they could sneak out too." "If only we could text people," whispers Syl as h
Coeval Onus Chapter 33
"Did Tula send us the list yet?" I ask as I push around the shopping cart. "No. She's trying to compile it now," says Hala. "It must mean that they're really hectic," says Syl as he reaches up to the top shelf to grab some sprinkles, since he is the tallest anyways, and puts it in the cart. "Oh, wait," says Hala as he phones dings and a messages pops up, "just got it. And—we need to head over to produce." "Do we need tomatoes?" asks Syl. "That and other things," says Hala, "we also need basil, peppers, lemons, and some apples." "Oh yeah, we had dessert pizzas too," I recall. "I'm guessing we're buying canned pineapples?" asks Syl as we walk with purpose toward a different part of the supermarket. "Yeah, that'll probably help since we won't have to cut the thing and then pull the core out." "Smart move," I say as we arrive at the produce. Moving quickly while keeping in mind how we need to hurry, we gather the produce, head over to dairy while keeping our shoes on,
Coeval Onus Chapter 32
Getting up, the atmosphere of the early morning has a buzz that's not always present, and I know without anybody telling me that it's Open Day. I mean, yesterday at dinner in the Great Hall, Doctor Cartwright made a speech telling us that it's going to be an exciting day, but because we will be representing CCMS to behave and act in proper manner. Now, recalling that speech as I get dressed and then heading out into the hall, I'm excited for the day. We did manage to finish setting up the billboards and posters advertising 62-A in time, and Hala also passed out the bandanas. I slip a hand in my pocket to confirm that I have it there, having made sure these pants would have it yesterday night. I don't know how I'm supposed to tie it, or where exactly, but I'll have Leonard help me out later. Going to the Great Hall, passing yawning faces along the way, as well as energized ones too, I sit down. At this moment, Syl, Lu, Tula, and Thames are here. Other tables around ours are filli
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Walking into history class again, I spot Keito at his spot, and wave while going over. He waves and nods silently, his usual greeting. "I'm glad that you didn't tell me what it was your class was doing," I say with a grin as I sit down with Keito, but also keep my voice down so it's not known to everyone what 62-B is doing. "Did Leonard ask?" asks Keito, and I can hear the smile in his mellow voice. "Yep, he did," I say, "and now I'm a million dollars." "I'm glad to hear that," says Keito, "Leonard was very invested in asking you." "Did you know?" I ask in the moment, though I already know the answer. "Yes," says Keito, "I was informed." "Man, I've gotta keep an eye out more. Thinking everyone has something planned behind my back." "Aw, don't say that," says Keito, "it's nothing bad." "Yeah, you're right," I say with a nod, "is the dance the only thing 62-B is doing?" Keito doesn't answer immediately, tilting his head then answers, "No, but I can't disclose the
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Mrs. Loop walks in, and immediately flicks her hand with her ring on to make the markers write another congratulating message for the basketball teams. All the other teachers in classes I've been to up until now have replicated this to some amount, bring in snacks and chocolates, letting us push a quiz off to a week from now, or even cancelling all the quizzes planned until the finals. All in all, Syl, Lu, Keito, and the basketball team in general could be the heroes of CCMS. Which leads to Syl grinning from ear to ear every time a teacher does this kind of thing for him. Thankfully he's been through most of his classes already so there won't be any more after this, but it still is obvious that Syl is getting quiet a bit of praise. Thankfully though, he doesn't get too haughty, maybe plateauing at a level slightly above his usual amount of excessive confidence. "I'd say congratulations like the rest of the teachers," says Mrs. Loop with a grin, "but instead, I'll improvise and
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It turns out that Open Day has a lot of interest from CCMS because the schedules for classes is cut in half for the week before it. Usually the morning only has classes while the afternoon is vacated for preparations. Sometimes the afternoons have the classes while the mornings are dedicated to the upcoming Open Day, though the schedule switch doesn't at all present any trouble for most of us. There was the morning sessions of class today, and the two that were held, in my experience, was history and math. Keito and I talked, and I thought to ask him what his class was doing, but I only asked if it would be proper to ask him if it's alright to. He answered in his usual terse but friendly manner that he wanted it to be a surprise for me. I grinned and said that'd be a good idea. For now, the preparations of class 62-A are going along pretty nicely. We did manage to get a formal permission from the Student Council body that does allow us to serve food and specifically the pizzas.
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The last quarter for both teams is the moment everyone has been waiting for. Nobody is as invested in the previous quarters as this one and all the tension is as high as the spire on CCMS. I'm certain that everyone is leaning forward collectively for this game, and nobody is going to look away at any moment. The whistle is blown, and this time it's with CCMS on the offense. Lu has the ball, not as sure as Syl of how well his brother can play, and he dribbles a little slower than usual with the ball down the court. Eventually though, he does get boxed in, and tosses the ball to Syl. Syl gets it, and because the 11 kid is off the court until this game is over, he doesn't worry about being hit again. It takes him a little longer, since his head is bandaged the the sensation is new to him, but eventually he does shoot and get two points. He smiles slightly as the ball moves down through the hoop, and he seems to smile at himself, now aware that he can still play despite his inju
