(open) serenade of the helpless

[ROSALIE BRAONAIN]

Music pumped through her headphones as Rose sprinted down the long path. Sweat clung to her back in tiny droplets as an ache burned through her limbs, but she drowned it out to the sound of the Arctic Monkeys riffing through her recent favourite tune when the sun goes down. For a moment she stopped as the song came to a close and the music faded from her headphones and stretched her arm relieving the tension that had held its place for the majority of the week. She’d been craving a run for a while now – too many nightmares had kept her from her sleep and she was sure her roommate was fed up with her now. She sighed and rolled her shoulders, maybe it’d be best to request a room transfer, she hardly wanted to keep anyone else from their sleep – it was completely unfair on her and Rose didn’t want to upset anybody in her first month at the school.
As she carried on down the pathway, the wind whistled a song – beautiful and melancholy it was faint in volume but there none the less and so with trance like curiosity Rose followed the noise. Unblinking and graceful in her steps she focused on the sound – the closer she drew to the source the louder the noise became until suddenly the music stopped and a whisper replaced the song.
The graveyard stood solemn, cold yet somewhat welcoming in its appearance Rose pushed the rickety old gate open and stepped inside.

A cacophony of whispers and wind hurtled against her skinny frame and pressed her back against the gate – she winced and felt a familiar force build in the back of her throat.
“Stop,” she whispered trying to hold in her scream – banshee or not she couldn’t face the embarrassment of anyone finding her in this state. Her knee’s crumpled and as she crawled to the nearest oak tree she felt the cries and whispers intensify as she propped herself against it holding her ears in anguish. They were so hurt – so much pain – they were damned.



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Zyro sighed. He was lost again , and this time it was in a graveyard on the way to the boy's dorm. How do I get myself into these messes? He thought, irritated at himself. That was when he saw her. A slender girl wobbling her way over to a tree. Concerned, he tried to run over to her to see what was wrong... and much like his usual klutzy self managed to catch his toe on a small stone jutting out of the the ground and crack his head on another causing a huge gash.

He slowly rose up clutching his now bleeding head and tried to focus his doubling vision. Why now of all times do I have to be like this? He thought while at the same time trying to regain his balance. Thank god I heal fast. He stood around for a few seconds trying to heal, forgetting the reason why he hadn't been being careful in the first place in this minefield for klutzes when he heard the whimper from the tree. or more accurately, the girl in the fetal position behind it. He ran up to her, this time being more mindful of his footing and succeeding in his attempt not to trip.

As he approached, he took a look at her, noticing that her eyes were closed to a point that looked painful. He remained weary, not knowing what this girl's powers were or if she would attack him if he approached without caution. He was aware that the rules of the school be damned in some situations, if someone was under extreme pressure, their power could leak out. He could find no other alternatives, so he approached her, knelt down and asked "Excuse me, are you okay? Do you need any help?"

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She held at her throat, no she wouldn’t scream she wouldn’t no one had died – there’d be no need for it. Closing her eyes tight she balled her fists and whimpered as the cacophony of cries grew in volume, why hadn’t her parents warned her about this, a feeling of utter helplessness shifted across her in a worrying wave and as she the voices finally began to die – as they always did she felt the presence of somebody kneeling down beside her. Opening her eyes she winced as her eyes re-adjusted to the world around her, blinking she felt her cheeks redden (because really she must have looked ridiculous) as she focused on the concerned, yet injured boy in front of her – wait injured. She sat up slowly.

“Your head” murmured Rose as she took in bloody wound “A-are you okay?” added Rosalie with a shaky voice, it felt rough and grainy as if it wasn’t her own, she coughed and offered the boy an awkward smile. Holding onto the bark of the tree she pulled herself up and dusted off her jogging trousers.

“Sorry,” she said attempting to smooth down her now very messy hair. “I must have given you a bit of a fright.” She attmpted to step forward but her frame was weak and wobbly and if wasn't for the tree support she would have fallen into a stumble, great, she was completely drained - she felt her cheeks brighten even more with embarrasment.
Considering his offer of help she slowly nodded.
"Could - could you help me get back to the school," she said nibbling her bottom lip nervoulsy.

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Zyro stood up and sighed in relief. It seemed like this girl wasn't hurt, although she did seem really shaken up. He looked at her and smiled. "I'm fine. I heal fast and head wounds look a lot worse than they actually are... although, I do have to admit, this one hurt a little.."

He then held out a hand. "You look beat. Do you need a shoulder, or do I need to carry you?" he asked concerned. She looked like she was drained, like one of his own kind had attacked her... wait... he noticed that her hand was on her throat. He immediately panicked as he jumped to the wrong conclusion. He was aware that vampires were often rough with their prey and asked worried "Did something hurt you? You're clutching your throat... a vampire, something else? Are you okay?"

He then slowed down and thought for a second. He didn't smell any blood aside from his own, which was a tell-tale sign of an attack, and there didn't seem to be a mark on her body, aside from her overly red cheeks. He wanted to touch her forehead to check her temperature, but didn't want her to get the wrong idea, he didn't want to be thought of as a creep. He smiled again, in a way he hoped was comforting. "Sorry I panicked. come on, let's get you to the school. Do you need to go to the nurse's station?" he asked concerned.

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The build-up in her throat was dying the boys arrival had served as a perfect distraction, this was good, this was very good for she was certain that if was to scream now she’d surely send the poor boy flying across the graveyard. And she certainly didn’t want to hurt anybody – especially someone who’d been so nice to help her - or have the destruction of people and property on her conscience. Still somewhat dizzy she tried to concentrate on the boy in front of her and the wound on his head.

“It looks sore; you should get it checked over.” She said still in half daze with the same worried tone. She wanted to add that he could have had some sort of crazy underlying concussion but her own head was beginning to spin with dull ache of a new headache – thanks powers. So as he promised it was nothing she lightly chuckled and muttered, “Just no dying on me okay.”
Taking the outstretched hand she pushed herself off of the tree and stood on shaky legs, she must have looked ridiculous, like she was on step away from becoming the proverbial Bambi on ice.
“I-I can just take your shoulder I think I’m okay to walk.” She said leaning against the worried boy – oh gosh how rude of her, she didn’t even get his name.

“Sorry.” She said apologetically, “I didn’t - I’m asking for your help and I didn’t even get your name, I’m Rose – Rosalie but everyone just calls me Rose,” she babbled guilty.
“But no, I wasn’t attacked by a vampire or anything like that, it – it’s my power, I’m sorry you need to keep me distracted,” she said leaning against him for support, “The nurses would be great,” she shook her head lightly, “don’t apologies, I’m happy you’re helping.” She said "sorry for being a burden though." she said with a nervous chuckle, "totally not what you expected to find right, passed out girl under a tree." said Rose.

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Zyro chuckled. "I actually saw you wobble over here and then fall, I didn't know what your state would be... actually, that's why I'm hurt. I tripped on the way to see how you were, and hit my head on a rock. Pathetic right?" He said jokingly. He then gently wraps his arm around her to keep her steady. "But yeah, I'm fine. I'm already healed. My kind have amazing regenerative powers in the first place, and mine thankfully exceed that. It really comes in handy, as I tend to trip over my own feet... or a tiny rock."

Zyro then grins "My name's Zyro, it's nice to meet you, even under these circumstances." He takes a closer look at her as she was in her arms. There didn't appear to be any damage to her body at all, besides the tears in her eyes, and her red cheeks. Was that... embarrassment? He wondered if she was embarrassed because of her powers, but he figured that it would be rude to ask. He actually started to feel a little embarrassed himself. She was quite cute, and he felt his own cheeks reddening looking at her. He cleared his throat. "Well... we should probably get moving. you look exhausted."

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[ROSALIE BRAONAIN]

She nodded as he mentioned her exhaustion; she must have looked like shit. A dire need to flatten her hair or wipe at any scrapes on her face was overpowering but fatigue one the battle so she instead settled for waiting for a mirror.

Zyro that was a cool name she’d never met a person named Zyro before. Shifting half of her weight against Zyro, she tucked an arm around his shoulder and took the first step forward. With help walking was easier, though her legs still jelly like stumbled as she tripped over stray rocks that littered the ground and pieces of twig fallen from the large tree’s that populated the graveyard. Risking a glance back she shivered as a faint voice tickled her ear with whispers, it was a dying sound and from experience Rose knew that it she’d be fine as long as she left quickly.

Ghosts were strange beings, the lost ones that could find no solace in the afterlife and amongst the living grew angry or hysterical as they wandered desperate for a place to call their own. They were powerful creatures in this case; volatile with anger they festered until finally they found a way to pass on. It was in this state that even the humans had noticed them; La Llorona for one example was a very famous case in Banshee world for those exact reasons.
She chuckled softly as he mentioned tripping over everything.

“I bet that’s really handy then, wish I had that power,” she laughed, “It definitely beats Banshee powers, especially when I have my clumsy moments," for a moment she pretended to pause as if she considering something, "I guess I’ll just have to settle for nice people helping me out.” She laughed, mocking her own predicament. “Thanks by the way.”

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OCC -Trying to make Rose sound all dizzy and out of it isn't working D :< damn you muse!

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"It's no problem at all" Zyro said with a smile. "The healing power comes in handy, but I hate being a vampire sometimes, I really hate the taste of blood." He cringed at the thought of that taste. "Besides, healing is one of the few vampiric traits I actually have, I'm only slightly stronger than humans, and I don't need blood to survive, thank god for that." He said while rolling his eyes. 

"So, you're a Banshee? I don't wish to be rude, but what are you doing in a graveyard? I assume that it'd be unbearable for you." he asked concerned. " I really hope I didn't seem insensitive, I don't want to hurt your feelings." He then said a bit worried. "I'm here myself because I got lost, I was just wondering why you were here. It's not exactly the most suitable place for a picnic."

Zyro then felt something odd in the air. He guessed that it was his worry for Rose that stopped him from feeling this earlier. It's not often that he feels a living shadow about, or more precisely, spirits/ But he knew he didn't want to hang around very long, as he didn't know what their intentions were. Then an idea hit him. If he felt the ominous feelings of these spirits, it must be much worse for Rose, who was a banshee. "C'mon, I don't know about you, but I don't want to hang around for very long. I have a bad feeling about this place." He tried to say it in a joking tone, but as they began to walk, he kept sure to keep an eye on her and a slightly tighter hold, just in case.

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[ROSALIE BRAONAIN]

That was certainly interesting a vampire who hated the taste of blood. It was almost as unusual as that Vila boy she’d bumped into the other day. Was he allergic, or just a general vegetarian?
“I can’t imagine it would taste that nice,” she chuckled, cringing at the thought, “At least you’ve got Pizza.” She added helpfully.

“Nah its okay, sometimes,” began Rose as Zyro asked her why she was wandering round in a graveyard. It just couldn’t be helped; especially to fledgling banshee’s it was like a pull. “Sometimes if – if you’re not that strong or very capable you’re just drawn to these places, it’s like a trance.” she explained ignoring the pang of embarrassment for admitting her inadequateness – if Charlotte could see the state of her now Rose would have never heard the end of it. “And then when you’re there – well you know the rest.” She said as she continued up the stony path, she must have looked ridiculous all crumpled up on the ground and she felt guilty for making him worry – after all he’d hurt his head and regardless of his Vampy healing abilities he’d still hurt himself.

“But I completely agree, terrible place really for a picnic, or a lie down,” she laughed. Though her chuckle was lost when a familiar feeling of dread trickled over her like a looming shadow, she paled, and her breathe hitched. The spirits, they were drawing power again, Rose could sense them - they needed to get out of here quickly, before the ghosts were strong enough to draw her back. Though she felt safer with company, sort of like she was anchored back to the real world - had she been alone again she wasn't sure she could have handled it.
“Y-yeah, “ she needed to distract herself again, “So, how long have you been at the school for, I’ve just moved here Dad thought it’d be a great way to learn to control my powers – not his brightest move really.”.

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Rose wasn't the only person who felt the spirits roaming around. Zyro sped up his pace slightly as he moved along the path, ready to grab up Rose in his arms if need be. He's never had good experiences with ghosts before. They tended to mess around with his control of shadows, and he didn't want to afford a loss of control of his own powers, especially with Rose nearby. Even with his worries, he decided to maintain small talk. It seemed that she was beginning to become ill again, so he decided to distract her. "I only moved in recently myself. My mother found out about the school and advised me to come here. I decided to after the accident at my last school."

He then decided that it might be better if he distracted himself as well, he hated being on edge. He decided to ask about her life, admittedly curious to learn more about her. "Why was it a bad idea to come here? A school that can help with the control of powers? I can't find anything wrong with that. Although... I don't know your own own situation, so I can't talk... So, how about a subject shift. What's your favorite movie? He asked with a grin.

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The quickening of Zyro’s pace and his previous words had her glancing backwards down the pathway, and although she couldn’t see anything – as per usual the sneaky bastards had chosen to remain hidden only truly manifesting until they had the upper hand – Rose could feel it. She needed to keep her composure but it was hard when she could feel that little pull at the back of her thoughts rising again. It started small, a feeling the need to be elsewhere keeping to Zyro’s pace slowly she was beginning to regain her balance. This was a great sign, if her balance was returning and she could shift the heavy weight of fatigue on her shoulders, they’d have a better chance on getting out of here.
“It’s not really the school I guess, I just haven’t been adapting, my powers haven’t really settled either.” She said guiltily, “Stupid huh.”

She’d been an idiot really, expecting miracles so quickly. It was just so infuriating being so out of control with her gift and she was sure her grandmother was giving up on her and Rose’s need for approval grew with her Grandmothers disdain. “I just need to give it time, I guess, it’s stupid of me to expect miracles so quickly.”
“So accident huh?” she asked, “pretty bad?” He didn’t have to talk about it, and she didn’t want to push him to talk about it, hell it wasn’t her place but she chuckled at his ‘subtle’ subject shift.
“Ooh you ask the big questions,” joked Rose, biting her lip as she thought, “it’s definitely a tie between, Pulp Fiction – because I’m huge Tarantino fan, and Rocky horror.”
Her dad had shown her Rocky horror when she definitely far too young be exposed to it, but hey she’d fallen in love with music and the crazy characters.

“What about you? Are you a chick flick fan?” she teased, as she decided on her own question, “oh, and what’s your favourite book.” She added. Ignoring the imposing feeling of something following the two of them, if she ignored it, it would go away. She hoped, though she still couldn’t shake the feeling of dread. Even as she felt the low whisper by her ear.

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"I don't really mind them, actually. I tend to like happily ever afters. I love Horror movies and Videogames, but can't stand slashers. I mean really, dude comes at you with a machete, the lone girl drops in a corner and screams, just getting hacked to pieces without even fighting back. Please." Zyro rolled his eyes. "My favorite movie would have to be... hmm, that's a hard one. I love so many I tend to go by genre. Perhaps The Abyss. It's really up there. I'm also fond of the Princess Bride. Hey, no odd looks. I love a good comedy!"

"My favorite book... It has to be Twilight!" He pauses for a second. "Kidding! My favorite book is, at least horror-wise, Desperation by Stephen King. I loved the book." He then looked behind him. Nothing there yet, we're still safe.

He then decided to answer Rose's question "Now as for the accident... I impaled a bully at school who pulled a knife on me on his own shadow. I lost my cool, which was understandable under the circumstances. I was lucky that humans can easily misread truths. A car backfired a few times outside at about the time the incident happened, so they thought it was a gunshot, as there was no gun around, I assume that the case is still open. Oh, don't worry, the bully survived. He doesn't remember anything due to shock, though."

"I really hope you don't thing bad of me for that, it was an accident. Generally This gauntlet on my left arm keeps my power under wraps, but stressful situations and outside sources like ghosts and spirits can set my power off. I think it's because they are "living" shadows and I can't control them. Oh, and by the way, these ones behind me are getting a little too close for comfort. Would you mind if I moved us a little faster? They're making me nervous."

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She ignored the tickle against her ear as the whisper run through her loose locks of hair. Tensing she glanced up at Zyro and nodded as he talked about horrors.
“T-that’s so true, slasher movies are such a stereotype,” she laughed shaking her head as she remembered watching Black Christmas over the summer with her friends, which had been terrible, though Prom Night had been even worse. “There kind of funny though, you can literally guess who’s gonna die next,” said Rose. Princess Bride, oh she’d heard of that film, her friend Linzi would always quote from it, something about a killed father?

“Oh! I think I’ve heard of that one, it’s on my list of films to watch.” Grinned Rose, “my friend from home loves it though.”
Pretending to pull a look of absolute shock as Zyro joked about Twilight being his favourite book, she laughed.
“Well you better not start sparkling,” she teased “I’d have to disown you and that would certainly put a dampener on this whole helping me out thing.”
Rose nodded as Zyro mentioned Stephen King, “I’ve only read the body, but it was great and I cried like a baby.”

It would have been a lie to say she wasn’t shocked, but still she understood what it meant to lose control of ones powers. When Nina had died and Rose’s powers went crazy her screams had smashed up cars and windows that were in a two mile radius. For a second she paused considering her answer, before she spoke again, her tone soft with compassion.

“I don’t think less of you, Zyro,” she said shaking her head, “hell if you were some killer you wouldn’t have helped, sometimes,” she began, “Sometimes; our powers just have a way of screwing things up.”
Shit, they were getting closer; the tickling whispers must have been projections of their power. If the spirits were ready to manifest again, well she’d lose herself again – she felt the pull against her senses and threw a glance back down the path. The last thing she wanted was to put Zyro or herself into anymore danger, hell because of her he'd already injured his head.
“Shit, yeah, sorry I don’t want to put you in any danger.” Said Rose nervously, as she attempted to quicken her pace forcing her shaky legs forward, god, when had she become such a burden. "Oh god I can sense them."

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"It's a great movie. An adventurous comedy with that perfect dose of romance. And as for Twilight, I was joking..." Zyro pouted a little. "But hey, nothing sparkles more than your smile" I can't believe I just said that! Zyro hesitated. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at lines, It just kinda came out. Although it's true... He blushed scarlet.

"Thanks for the support. Sometimes it just comes to me that I nearly killed someone, it never feels like am achievement... funny, huh. Dude tries to hurt me, and I feel bad for putting him in the hospital." He frowned at his own comment. "And personally, I'm more worried about your safety than my own. And yeah, they're nearly here. If they come too close, do you mind if I grab you up into my arms and run? Just give me the word. They pretty much have to be right up on me to affect me, I don't know how much they affect you or how close they have to be. I can try to push them back, but I doubt it'd do anything. I can't control living shadows, and have no idea if I can push a shadow especially a living one with another. I can try to put a shadow around us, to create our own little bubble, which can generally block out light and sound, unless I allow it. I still don't know if will work on them, but do you think it's worth a shot?"

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“well it certainly sounds exciting,” said Rose as she considered the film “I’ll definitely have to watch it,you'll have to show me it sometime, it’s a book as well right?” she asked, as she recalled her friend gushing over a book with the same title. When she got back didn’t want to even think about homework, once she’d finished up at the nurses office she was going to curl up in her bed and hide under the covers with a movie and a very large bar of chocolate.

“So does that work on all the girls you help?” Joked Rose, with a playful smirk, “Nah I’m only teasing.”
She giggled at the cheesiness of the line, though of course in good humour – on the general spectrum of lines it wasn’t terrible (she’d heard worse after all, much worse) but it definitely wasn’t good. It was sweet though, and she could feel her cheeks burning pink as she glanced away focusing on the scenery around her. The trees whistled wildly in the wildness of the wind adding to the eeriness of their previous encounter with the ghosts.

“Guilt’s a strange thing.” Said Rose softly, “but it wasn’t your fault; if you hadn’t had your abilities, well gosh it could have been you!”
Her expression changed quickly to worry, as a wave of fear washed over her. For a moment she froze before she urged herself to keep going attempting to quicken her pace.
“They only need to be in the vicinity,” said Rose worriedly, “as long as they’re strong enough to catch my powers attention then they can affect me.” She nodded when he suggested carrying her back to the school; she would have been embarrassed should the situation been any different, but the fear of being compelled back to that dreadful place was enough to keep any other sense of embarrassment under control.

“I-if you think it’d work, I’m so sorry, I can’t even compel them away,” said Rose as she considered their options. The bubble would keep her from wandering back but would keep out the spirits? What if she went into a trance and screamed in the bubble, she’d surely deafen Zyro. The eerie voice whistled down the wind again, and the desire to follow it was slowly becoming hard to ignore.
"lets just get out of here."

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"Okay, gimme a minute. It'll take me a couple of seconds, but first of all..." Zyro swept her into his arms, into a position typically called the princess carry. Why? 1. to make it easier to mold the shadow, and 2. because he secretly wanted her close. He looked around, seeing that there were enough shadows to fulfill his purpose. "Okay, got it. Here we go" He unlocked his gauntlet and concentrated. The shadows around them began to move and mold into a sphere of darkness around them. Once he got the sphere exactly how he wanted it, he instantly made the sphere translucent so that they could see outside it.

"There we go. This sphere is sound-proof to the outside, and is thick enough that they can't get close enough to me to effect me. I should have thought of this before." He joked. "I'm hoping that they can't effect you anymore either, and on that note, let's continue our conversation."

Zyro then smiled. "believe it or not, I brought a copy of The Princess Bride from home. We can watch it together if you wish, and i'd like to watch it with you." he suggested. " He then looked at her, "How are you feeling, I made the walls of this sphere pretty thick, and I can't feel anything now. Are you feeling better?" He asked concerned.

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They came to a stop, as Zyro explained the plan. Anticipating the inevitable bubble of darkness she squeaked with surprise as she felt her feet leave the ground as two arms held her tightly. She watched chestnut eyes wide with curiosity as Zyro unlocked the gauntlet and allowed the shadows to spill around them in long looping waves. As they moved and moulded drawn from sources around them (thankfully it seemed the large tree population was incredibly helpful), she felt the wind disappear, no longer did it tickle the back of her neck and no longer could she hear the voices growing in volume. Her mouth fell agape; she couldn’t hear them, not a single whisper, the pull was slowly leaving her thoughts and no longer did she feel the dizzying compulsion to return down the pathway. This was brilliant.

For a moment she blinked her eyes fluttering open and shut as they focused on the momentary darkness, as the light returned she held out a hand and touched the sphere gently with an outstretched palm
“That’s amazing,” she said in awe, “I can’t hear them, thank you – I didn’t even know this was possible.” She said unable to hide her grin, “it’s completely blocking them.”
Rose chuckled, and nodded, “Oh, I’d love to!” she grinned , “I mean, yeah that’d be cool,” said Rosalie much more coolly.
She shook her head "the dizzyness has gone," she said with a tiny smile, biting back a yawn "I'm still exhausted though," she paused for a moment and turned to look up at Zyro, "are you sure you're okay, thjs isn't draining you or anything is it?" she asked her tone filled with concern.


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"No, I'm fine. Since there's a set form, I'm not really using much excess energy." He didn't admit though that the actual moving of the shadows tired him a little, but he felt fine. He smiled, "We can do that, I have a portable DVD player in my room, so we can watch it any time. Just tell me when." he began walking again, slower this time because he was in no need of a hurry any longer, though he was planning to had to the nurse's office.

"So, do you have any other likes besides books and horror flicks?" he asked conversationally. Man, she was warm, and very light. The problem was that he didn't want his gaze at he too long, as he didn't want to be considered rude. He bet she noticed though, and really hoped she didn't consider him a creep. Unfortunately, his face was scarlet, and since she was so close, she'd have have to been blind not to notice. He was really beginning to like her. Too bad that he was really bad at asking girls out, and currently, this was a really bad time to ask in the first place. In a graveyard for Pete's sake, but he was kinda scared to ask if she was seeing someone. She probably was, as she was beautiful, and funny, with a great mind... But now was not the time to ask...

"So, uhh, nice weather we've been having." Okay, now he wanted to bang his head into a brick wall. Hard. Why did he ask that, why?!?!... Obviously, because he was nervous... How frigging uncool...

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She was glad he wasn’t wasting to much energy, it seemed that their abilities and power worked in strange ways – yet there was one common disadvantage if you used to much of your power
you fell victim to fatigue or even in the worst of cases bodily harm. That Vila boy in her class had learned the hard way, poor Alex had become a victim of chronic headaches and Rose was only glad that her own powers didn’t have any dangerous repercussions.

“Well, don’t burn yourself out okay.” She said softly enjoying the slower pace – well really just enjoying the fact she didn’t have to walk anymore as her tiredness was presenting itself through covered up yawns and heavy eyelids. Zyro was comfy as well to lean against, he was funny to, really sweet.

Watching the film sounded like a brilliant idea, she’d have to return the favour and introduce him to Pulp Fiction, she’d maybe wait and see for the other film she’d spoken about, The Rocky Horror Picture show could be a bit intense for first timers.
“Oh that’d be great,” said Rose, “I could bring snacks,” she said brightly, remembering the unopened bag of cookies in her dorm.

“I love music, mum made me play piano for seven years – I hated it at first but I’m glad I kept it up.” She grinned, “I like video games, but I literally suck at them all.” She laughed "but I love a good zombie game." she said even if she always died.

She caught his gaze lingering and she felt her own cheeks deepening from the soft pink colour they’d once been to a violent red. Did she have something on her face, she must have, how embarrassing – she must have looked so ridiculous. She finally glanced away her eyes meeting the floor and an awkward pause settled.
“Y-yeah, can you imagine if it’d had been raining today, or if there was a storm,” she began with a nervous babble. They’d made it halfway up the path now, the bubble was still protecting them and all awkwardness aside she felt safe.
“We can’t be to far from the school now.” Said Rose helpfully.

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"Nope, not that far at all. I can see it in the distance." Zyro said, as the building came into his vision. She probably wouldn't see it yet, as his vision was pretty dang good. "If you want, we could watch the movie tomorrow evening, best not today because I think you'll really need your rest tonight." He held Rose closer, she could easily fall asleep at any second, and he wanted to make sure he had a good hold on her, and she was warm, which can never be understated.

"As for games, I'm a gamer. I adore games of any form, especially horror. I Love Silent Hill and Resident Evil, even though the last couple of installments of Resident evil haven't been that scary, unless you crank up the difficulty." He chuckled "I've seen the movies of both too, and in my opinion, ignore the live action Resident Evil ones aside from the first two. They get so BORING!" He laughed at this.

He sighed "You know, usually when I get lost I'm generally wandering around until I reach my destination. It drove my mom mad!" He laughed. "I think that this is the first time that I've ever been glad that I got lost, it's not everyday you get lost going to the Boy's dorm and run into a beautiful girl, even if it was in a graveyard." He winked. "You can rest if you wish, I think I remember the way to the nurse's office. I'll get us there."

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