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*Rinzen's Thoughts*
\\Anyone Else's Thoughts\\
'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'
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""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""
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1-04-2113 (It's one in the afternoon, somewhere in the world!)
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Ray stared at him; "The what of the what now?" he asked equally shocked.
Rinzen frowned at him confused, "What what-what?" he asked and then pausing and rephrasing, "I mean what has everyone so befuddled", he asked baffled.
Ash stepped forward, "I think what he meant is, what do you mean by the sentient form of a building?" he asked confused.
Rinzen stared at him,
"On the other hand this one—" Ash huffed leaning down to pick Zen off of the floor, "—talks too much without really ever saying anything about himself. Misdirection thy name is, Zen Ryder", he huffed struggling and relaxing as Ray helped carry the older teen back to the armchair.Ray nodded wordlessly letting Ash handle Zen and turned to face Fiona head-on, "You're annoying and aggravating and passionate and my God do you have a temper that kind of turns you into a screeching twelve years old", he said ignoring her features darkening with a ruddy blush, "But those signals in the brain that fire emotion, they're messed up here", he pointed at his forehead and poked himself three times, "Please", he requested voice twisting features pinched, "Please", he repeated almost begging, "Teach me how to be human", he begged voice shaking, "Please", he requested almost desperate.Fiona sighed heavily and then nodded, "Okay", she agreed for a lack of anyt
"I don't suppose we can transfer him to a bed or something?" Zee asked quietly.Marcia stepped forward, "I could just go meet his folks, get his stuff and—"James shook his head, "I'm afraid that would earn you nothing but his resentment", he warned, "Also his room is warded and you will need him to enter the room regardless of the risk", he informed her simply."Zee Hunter you're up and after that Ash and Bell Ookami", he ordered and waited as Zee stepped up, "Place your hand over the tray and let's see which talisman chooses you", he informed Zee.Zee nodded and placed their hand over the talismans, that barely took a second as a keychain with an inverted hand as thing flew into their hand, turning it over thy blinked at it confused, "What is it?" Zee asked James.James hummed, and "It's a Hamsa Amulet on a key chain", he answered."Hamsa?" Zee asked
Key for this chapter:_________________________*Rinzen's Thoughts*\\ Anyone Else's Thoughts \\'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general..., and telephonic conversations'///Memories///POVs""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""*************************************************Warning: Alternative POVs*************************************************1-04-2113(3 pm Manchester, England)*************************************************Raven Säde winced as they landed in green grass, "Ow", he said, "One day I am going to learn to teleport without breaking my kneecaps in the process", he promised half vindictively otherwise resigned.Marcia hummed landing perfectly at ease, "And maybe you can assist him from not throwing up all over the place?" she added eyeing Zen who had stumbled away from them and was
Rinzen rolled his eyes and waited close to the tree he'd lost his breakfast at (after midnight snack? Early morning snack?), a good distance away, he then placed the glass of lemonade on his left side, and waited for his blonde idiot to come back.*After he collects the apple he'd gone to retrieve!*In the meantime, he'd meditate a bit to get over the abrupt sudden rearrangement of his schedule.Closing his eyes he began the breathing techniques to ease into since he hadn't slept or gone jogging or anything within the parameters of his ordinary schedule, he felt decidedly off-balance. Inhaling once, exhaling and inhaling again, he let his mind drift.*Raven Säde, seventeen years old, and dreading to enter his boss's backyard, it was a momentous occasion—it would go down in history.The teen who was too afraid to step into his own garden of meeting
Rinzen walked into the treehouse, not so much as treehouse but a house in a tree. A small cottage in a tree, the tiny house, because it essentially was a tiny house, blended the classic notions of a simple wood structure in a tree with modernist angles, clean lines, and other design elements that he couldn't name unless he studied it. The fact that the tiny house opened up from the base of the trunk, suggested that the tree had to be really, really, really old, and had grown spectacularly.The fact that it existed on elven land also explained how it survived and still was thriving, well enough to support a house on its stead.The fact that the house had a minor expansion charm also explained the comfortable set to the house's structure. Not to mention the charms related to the plumbing and electricity in place;"Well you weren't lying it's a small cottage", he agreed, "In a tree", he added, "I think you should have menti
Key for this chapter: * Rinzen's Thoughts * \\ Anyone Else's Thoughts \\ 'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...' ///Memories/// POVs ""Not an Actual Speech or Thought"" ************************************************* Warning: Alternative POVs ************************************************* 1-04-2113 (4 pm Nice, France) ************************************************* "I would rather be anywhere else in the world!" Bartimaeus smirked, "Better now than never", he hummed. Sasha Roiz-Ruelle, seventeen and trembling outside his Grandmother's cottage, "If this were a Grimm fairytale, it would be reversed, I'm the wolf
The room had descended into silence for a barely a few seconds, before a raucous yet oddly chilling laugh reverberated around them."You're right", she answered, and "You're not anything like your father", she laughed a manic sound echoing. "You're exactly like that stupid girl my daughter was. Headstrong and stubborn", she huffed pinching the bridge of her nose, she sighed again. "Knocked up by that asshole", she muttered recalling a past he had no way of knowing. "Ah… how hard I tried to school you against him, killing all those people", she sighed disappointedly. "What a waste of time, and when I finally thought I'd bought that wenches trust to raise you, she went and told him where and how to find you", she sighed looking to where Bartimaeus pulled the dagger out of his body and set it on fire, "And now this man is your guardian, ugh… don't make me laugh", she huffed, "How much money will it take to get rid of you?" she demanded.
Key for this chapter:*Rinzen's Thoughts*//Anyone Else's Thoughts //'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'///Memories///POVs""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""*************************************************Warning: Alternative POVs*************************************************1-04-2113(7:30 pm AMRITSAREHLI, India)*************************************************'Ek Onkar, satnam'"Shit!"Yasmeen Singh grabbed James and pushed him behind a door, "Shit!" she repeated.
Marcia crouched down and cradled Zen into her arms, her frantic heartbeat played a staccato inside her rib-cage, playing an additional game of knick-knack paddywhack to an old nursery rhyme that had her convulsively swallow the saliva stuck in her throat, allowing her Ascendant gift to spring forth she encompassed them both in an aura of golden light.“Hey!”Marcia felt rather than saw someone reach for her, only to be pulled away and she knew almost instinctively that John, her charge’s father would keep them at bay. Allowing the healing light to encompass the boy she winced at the absolute pain she could feel coming from the boy, the old injuries she ignored, the still healing injuries she brushed up against, recording them for later, right now it was imperative she heal, the ruptured blood vessels
Chapter 12:Of Princes and Lost Keys IIKey for this chapter:________________________*Rinzen's Thoughts* 
"BAH!!!!" Marcia almost dropped her cup of tea she'd been served in the lull of silence. The tinkling of china was the only sound as the sheriff and Zen faced off silently. Only for the man's loud guffaw of laughter that shook the room, at least she hadn't spilled her tea, going by the other three, who were equally surprised, their clothes and the table were drenched in remnants of tea. "Hahahahhahaha...hahahahahahahaha....hahahahahahahahah....." Marcia raised a brow and waited for the man, as he devolved into a coughing fit that had Rosalia handing the man a glass of water. "Ah just what I wanted to hear my boy", he stressed the last word, "Come", he said and stood up, startling almost all of them, the siblings rushed to stand and his wife sat rigidly. "You can't be serious", she hissed shocked. Ignoring her the man reached for his son, grabbed h
Chapter 11: Of Princes and Lost Keys IKey for this chapter:________________________*Rinzen's Thoughts*//Anyone Else's Thoughts//'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'///Memories///POVs 
Bell hummed to herself, “Well we can’t, I think…” she paused, “Though Hale Academy magic right?” she muttered and then turned around, “Is there… there’s no trigger when we teleported in right, or when I left, which means no one knows I left”, she grinned as she stood up, “Because they’d be swarming the place if I’d disappeared”, she muttered, “if the past is anything to go by, and the cameras would have picked up on any movements, not to mention the wards and everything else”, she turned around and faced Fiona, “Which means, we’re invisible thanks to Hale magic, I can leave, with no one the wiser!?” she asked and at Fiona’s nod she whooped, “YES!!!” she celebrated hooting, “Oh My God”, she stopped and put her hand to her chest, “That will do it”, she whispered gleefully.
Chapter 10:Ding Dong DitchKey for this chapter:* Rinzen’s Thoughts *// Anyone Else's Thoughts //'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'///Memories///POVs""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""*************************************************Warning: Alternative POVs*************************************************1-04-2113 (11:00 pm Kyoto: Original City, Japan)
"Whoa…" she breathed wicked-awed."Ah", Red stated, "I should have warned you about that, it gets easier the more you visit this room. And my sisters really prefer being here than anywhere else in this large house, made of so much glass", she muttered as she made her way through the P-shaped conservatory.The room opened into a fairytale-esque green landscape. There were steps heading up covered in green moss, decorated artfully with four-leaf clovers, clovers in general interspersed with small delicate pink stonecrop and purple Serbian bellflowers that delicately shaped a path.They climbed the seven steps into an atrium floor that opened up into a lighted area. A living room of sorts, if you ignored the only think separating them from the outside was another floor to ceiling tall sheet of glass.The room stood at a height of twelve feet with a glass ceiling that opened up with a floral desig
Chapter 9:Caged in a Glass PrisonKey for this chapter:* Rinzen's Thoughts *// Anyone Else's Thoughts //&n
"Sanctuary Sanctum? Seriously? That's what it's called?" Ralph asked amused.Zee shrugged, "You understand German?" they asked as the gates opened and they continued forward."I'm a Chimera Ascendant; certain languages are easy for me to learn. And well the translation spell on the envelope seems to be fluctuating", he answered."So I've been speaking German this whole time and you could understand?" Zee asked baffled."I mean yes, did you not realize?" Ralph asked confused."Of course not! Why haven't you said anything?" they wondered baffled."Because I understand German I just didn't care to inform you because as soon as we return to Hale Academy, Language Translations spells will reactivate, they're stronger there. And I figured as long as I could understand what was happening, there would be no point actually bringing up the whole thing", he answered as