Kaya and little jaivus

Ahem.

Some people can't hold their ARSENIC.

ANYWAYS.

You want to know why I left? Yes?

No?

No? Okay then.





I'm going to tell wewe anyway.

1.) It wasn't really fun anymore. *shrugs*

2.) I didn't feel welcome anymore. Thanks to a few certain people.

3.) UGH. PEOPLE.

4.) Apparently, I "ruined all the fun."

5.) ALL THE FLIPPING BULLYING. wewe KNOW WHO wewe ARE.

6.) All the blasted cliques and drama.

7.) I'm sorry, BUT ALL THE RULES. JESUS. TALK ABOUT FREE COUNTRY MAN. 'MURICA. GO USA.

8.) One person done one thing, "Oh. Okay, that's cool." Another person does. "OH JESUS NO. GET RID OF IT BEFORE IT REPRODUCES....

The pair sprinted down the corridor, pastel walls, pastel floors, reflecting the blinding artificial fluorescent lights. A thunder of heavy boots pounded after them, orders being shouted. They ran toward a branching hallway, but skidded to a halt as they heard another squad running from the direction of their escape. 
"Here!" The blonde pushed through a pair of doors, pulled the girl after him. They huddled together, listening silently as the two troops of guards met up. Their discussion was muffled, but after a dakika au so, they parted again in opposite directions. 
Aleksander let out a breath...

Name: Atarah and Dawn
Alias: Econtra and Contra
Occupation: Atarah is a hero, Dawn is zaidi of a villain
Powers: Atarah has the ability to see auras and make weapons into harmless items; Dawn can implant seeds of different emotions. Though she can't actually change them, Dawn can nudge people to think au a feel a little differently. Both are excellent at swords play and agility.
History: Atarah and Dawn are the same person. Dawn is Atarah's other personality. Atarah has a personality disorder, but as Dawn, her hair also changes color due to her being able to read and manipulate auras. Atarah was...

He felt another prescence in the room with him. He half-hoped it was her, but he knew it wasn't. But the thing standing in the corner of his room wasn't what he expected. He made ready in case the thing attacked, but then he saw the eyes. They weren't the same color, the familiar blue, but they held the same pain and sadness and longing that his eyes had before.
“Terror.”
“Yes.”
“Did wewe find her?!”
“Yes. Becca's there now. We have to hurry.”
He stood and ran over to where the so-called monster stood. He felt the slight pressure of a hand on his shoulder and they stepped into the...