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St Valentine's academy stood out from most schools, having once been a religious boarding school, it had eventually been shut down due to lack of students and had been converted into a highschool, leading to a curious mix of new and old architecture, the most striking of which was the large chapel that was now mostly used for assembly.
As a school St Valentines had always boasted taking good care of students, boasting about their no bullies policy... A policy that was being proven false by two groups of bullies...

After school two students had been picked out by the hive mind like group that was highschool bullies, who ran after them between the gate and the pickup area, a good hundred metres or so due to the road never quite reaching the old school.
The first Connie would know she was under attack, was someone violently shoulder checking her, likely knocking the poor girl to the ground.
"Oops! Guess I didn't SEE you there!"
The girl shouted, earning laughs from her friends who clearly thought she had made some grand joke.

Not too far away another group was hassling Mason.
"Hey emo! I saw you checking out my ass... We don't take kindly to fags around here..."
While no one actually knew of his sexuality, calling someone gay was pretty much bully 101.
The comments were quickly followed by a hard shove.
 

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The school was never an ideal place for kids to go. With some other schools not far in the city or even a city over, but St Valentines had a good record for academics and sports. So, for kids with a high intellect where obvious put here and the low cost of the school wasnt to be passed up either. Though from the outside of the beautiful structure of the church turned highschool, it didn't seem like it was terrible. Kids came and went, and there was hardly any need for a lesion officer. Yet the facade was so easily shattered by those who dare enter in the large mahogany and dare be anything other than the pristine and perfect child; this is a world of absolute hell.

A young red-headed girl just wanted to get into the school building and into the safety of her specialty classes. Just once go not bothered by that of the cunt squad, but of course they always had a stupid radar for even her breathing. Beside her was a beautiful pitbull terrier, his leash in the girls hand and he walked beside her confidently. Vest strapped on and ears perked as he lead her along, though at this point his own could walk the path herself. Then he slowed and the sound of footsteps alerted the red-head, but as always there was too many to pinpoint a location of one.

Connie had tried to take the chance to brace herself as they got closer as she never knew what the first line of action was. Connie always tried to fight back, to scratch and try to get a hit in, but with the large numbers it was just mindless flailing. So, she was semi-ready for the shoulder check, but not for the misplacing of her feet that sent her to the ground. The red-head refused to give much emotion as it just egged them on more, but boy did she have some choice words filling her head. A blind joke, how original She thought to herself, and at this point Red had taken a spot beside her and was barking at them. As help wouldn't be any sort of fucking helpful, even to a student who has never seen the sun before.

The red-head then pushed herself up to her feet and tucked hair behind her ear, "Are we done now? You got your laugh and a boost to your ego, now go fix you lipgloss or whatever it is you flock to do," she snapped and tightened her grip on Reds' leash.

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On the otherside of the pick up area, a black haired boy was up against the fence that lined the schooled property. Glowering daggers at the group of jugheads that always decide that he was the best target. Even though he hasn't done a single thing to them, and most didn't even know his name. They just see difference in a dark-clothed boy and a book always in his grasps. Which he wasn't afraid to use as a weapon. Having grown up with the need to have self-defense, there was plenty of knowledge of escaping larger men without too much injury.

Gripping the metal fencing behind him, the dark-haired boy didn't say a damn thing in return. He never spoke in response to anyone, and especially not these jackasses. Normally it was the only way to get through this quickly before they got bored and left, then a trip to the nurse. Repeat. Like clockwork. Though sometimes the exact opposite happens and people become angry, violent and threatening when not getting a response. So, Masons' line of defense was to just stare down the bullies and keep himself as small as he can to prevent further aggression. The gay comments where nothing new, but a large reason why he refused to even dates girls at times. Why would he when this sort of thing is just spread around the school like a wild fire. Yet, something in Mason shifted and he let go of the fence. This surge to for once speak his mind and give this guy a taste of his own petty name calling.

Mason actually responded with, "You know, expressing homophobic ideals is usually a cover up for boys, with a hard time expressing emotions healthily, is a cover up for their own homosexual feelings,"
 
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The growling dog didn't even seem to phase the girls, they had all convinced themselves that it was a harmless pet used to get attention, besides, if it did attack they would try and have it put down... Never mind if they started it or not.
"Oh look the bat can bark! Maybe you're the one who should be on the leash little mutt..."
The lead girl led her flock in another chorus of giggles as she pushed Connie again... Before seeming to get an idea that was almost halfway original.

"You know... You don't look very blind... Maybe we should do your makeup? We'll make it look exactly like a blind girl did it~"
Despite the suddenly sweet tone the click of permanent markers being opened spoke of their true intentions, to be honest the girls were jealous of Connie, she was cute, and if they hadn't warned off all the guys, might even have been dating already... But jealousy alone would merely make them look petty, so they focused on her blindness.


"Hey! You ignoring us fag?"
One of the jocks asked when he didn't immediately reply, cracking his knuckles menacingly.
It hadn't always been like this, when he first arrived Mason had almost been kind of cool, but then the rumours started, it wasn't even anything he did, but as the jocks started becoming more popular they began to think they deserved to be the only popular guys, and since there was no way Mason would join their teams, they started gay rumours to drive off the girls, and soon enough, he had become a lonely punching bag.

She he chose to speak up, Mason's attackers were stunned, as if they could comprehend that he had spoken... Then the punch came, right into his face.
"You calling us gay you fag?! Bet you wish we were!"
The words were followed up by a kick.
 

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This time Connie was able to remain on her feet when shoved once more, and cold rushed through her body. The caps of markers was not something to confuse, and along with the unnecessary 'sweet' tone in this cunts voice. Not today, not at all today. This was enough and crossed a god damn line. These girls where bitches, but never would've guessed they where heartless humans as well. "You stay the fuck away from me," She snapped hotly and backed up from her stance.
She wanted to run, wanted to utter some sort of command to Red to get her out of here and away from these psychopaths. Yet it was all something too obvious and would result in a worse decision. At times like this she wished she had the abilities of Angi, a witch whom she aspired to be even if she was only in the mind. The newly made pigment removal spell would be so helpful as it was for when changing cloth colors. "pigmento pallide Aufer," She whispered softly and prayed that they bell would ring.

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So he knew some sort of physical reaction would be coming. Whether it be a punch, a spit, something to release this pent up rage they had. Mason just wanted to be left alone and leave this school as soon as he could, and they were not making it easier. If homeschooling was an option he would've definitely taken that. So, the punch to his jaw couldnt really throw him anymore into the fence than he already was. Mason though saw the kick coming, and he refused to let this dick kick him any where. The bruises to his face never compared to the pain of his stomach rearing from a round house kick.

The dark-haired boy then moved with quiet speed, and the thought of Lycan barely crossed his mind. The wolf was a safe haven and housed what strength he wished he could have in the waking world. It was a fluid, muscle memory movement of grabbing the bullys' leg as he swung for a kick and then shoving backwards. An immense amount of strength flowed through the shove enough to kick up dirt as the bully was pushed quiet a few feet backwards. Mason breathed heavily and confusion wrote across his face, but then he scramble for his bag and got the fuck out of there. The adrenaline pumping through him was only something felt in the world of dreams, so why was that strength filtering into his waking world.
 
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Her demand for them to stay back only earned another round of laughter, which had the benefit of hiding her mumbled spell from the girls, no need for them to add witch to the list of insults after all!
At first it seemed like the spell did nothing as she felt the contact of marker on skin...
"Huh... It's dead..."
One girl complained, followed by the others as their markers seemingly came up dry.
But before they could comment on that, a chorus of gasps rang out.
"Jessica... What the hell is wrong with your hair?!"
A scream answered that question, Jessica, a girl popular for her gorgeous blond hair... Was now very much ginger, the hair dye she used having been stripped from her hair as an unintended side effect.
A moment later the girls ran off, seemingly having forgotten their target ad they beelined for a bathroom.


"Holy shit! The fag's got balls!"
Was the only verbal response as he grabbed the leg heading towards him, followed by silence as they took in what had happened, giving Mason plenty of time to run into the school, a place where only 'accidental' problems would usually occur, he was safe from a beating for now, but would need to keep an eye open to watch for the inevitable revenge, the jocks wouldn't see it as self defence of course, but at least they wouldn't go to a teacher.
 

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The red-head blinked a few times as the marker touched her body, but did not feel wet with ink. Though her thought process was then staggered as the group gasped in surprise and shock at someones hair. Connie didn't know what happened to her hair, but then jolted a bit. The spell...it tended to back fire onto other sources of dye. Whether it be cloth, ink or seems pigment of hair color. Connie almost played this off as normal, but this itching fear crept up her throat.
A spell...from her dreams mind you..worked. It worked in the waking world and she had to touch Red to make sure she wasn't actually dreaming. Connie tugged on Reds' leash to signal to get going once again, and she got out of there as soon as possible. Though the feeling of chills stayed on her skin. Spells weren't real! Spells only happened in fiction and in a dream where she made up the stupid outcome! How...how can it have worked here? Maybe the markers were dead to begin with and the girl had poor dye choices? The red-head was a little rattled, but tried to shove it off as a coincidence. There was no way Agni was real.

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Once inside the safety of the schools' cafeteria, Mason leaned against the nearby wall and breathed heavily. Clutching his bag to his chest and his mind ran at a mile a second. How was that possible? Yes he had some self-defense capabilities, but..that was something other worldly. No human had the strength to throw a person several feet back. Maybe a bodybuilder, but not some skinny white guy who couldn't run the mile!
Lycan wasn't real. He wasn't a real creature or being! Just someone Mason pretended to be when he slept! The dark boy gave a small shake of his head, and headed into the school itself. It was just something to brush off for the time being, and focus on the day ahead.
 
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It seemed that day that Connie would be mostly ignored as whispers filled the halls, apparently a popular girl had been caught out as dying her hair blonde rather than her natural carrot orange, she was trying to play it down and blame a prank... But no one believed her and she had quickly tumbled from grace, she would likely get off with only minor teasing though, and people would return to Connie as soon as they got bored again.
It didn't seem like anything else had changed, but that spell had very real effects... Though the only way to confirm it's existence would be to test it out somewhere secluded.


Mason however was seemingly a bigger focus, with more whispers of freak or fag in the halls... It seemed his show of strength had kids frightened, and they were resorting to all the old insults almost as a reminder to themselves that they were the tough ones and he was their victim...
Meanwhile there was a completely different response from others... The unpopular kids, those just barely above the radar of bullies, or even victims themselves looked at Mason with new respect, though it was also pity... One lucky punch may have won the day, but they all knew he was going to get a beating eventually..
 

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So, as per the normal highschool agenda, the storm that happened outside quickly spread. Thankfully nothing about Connie herself, but of the girl who didn't like her natural red hair. She had been told she had red hair, but suppose it varies on the person? In any case, she just wanted to get to her lessons and hopefully get an early day to go home. Yet the spell itched at her mind, and she felt herself playing with her hands. Was there other ones that would work? Did she some how get powers over night and never realized it or was this just some prank? Connie couldn't be sure, and she wished to test out more of Agnis' spells...yet how? Being blind in the real world, she wouldn't be able to see the spells in action. Like being unable to have known the ink was gone until it touched her.
Connie gave a small sigh to herself, and put her hands in her lap. The room was empty aside from her as her teacher often let her do work alone. Maybe she could try...an experimental spell. One that she had written in the dream when she first started with Agni. One that she wanted to make real so she could see her world outside of her head. Of course it was never perfected or used as Agni can see. So..maybe just a little?
The red-head then stood up from her chair and took a deep breath. She doubt this would work, but it was work the try right?
"Quia visus patitur redire," She spoke softly and waved her hand across her face. There was seemingly nothing at first until this blue glass formed and cracked. A shaky spell and Connie could sort of see through it. See shapes of different things in the classroom and the wagging form of Red on the ground. The spell didn't hold for long until it popped and the glass was gone. Holy fucking shit.

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Of course more attention. Always more attention with these drama seekers. Though the feeling of fright instilled on the ones who prided themselves as top dog was nice, it was also unwanted. The name calling was nothing new from the time he was in middle school with these jerks. Yet a sense of pride and sort of companionship lingered as the lesser kids looked up. As much as he would love to be the king of the outcasts, it just wasnt in him. Mason was happy though that those also bullied didn't feel as afraid anymore. Still, Mason held his head high and acted as though it was no different from any other day. Expecting the average bullying again when it was most convenient, and it wasn't going to be any different from any other day. Nothing was going to change routine. This fictitious Lycan was not a real thing!
 
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Mason was the first to be approached by someone in response to his earlier actions.
Michael 'mike' Lewis liked to stay under the radar, he had been hiding not far from where the confrontation took place and almost wanted to help... He knew the 'other' person would have... But he was too fragile, having always avoided PE or even eating too much.
But he needn't have bothered, as Mason had displayed seemingly impossible strength.
It was a little later that Mike approached Mason on an empty stairwell, nervously walking up to them.
"Uhh... H..hi... I'm Mike... Uhh, I saw what happened... You were really cool!"
He declared, eyes almost seeming to shine.
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Mason wasn't the only one who had drawn the attention of someone other than bullies, Emma Tasman had been working her way up the path to the school and seen what at first looked like normal bullying of a fellow special needs student at that! Of course she wasn't going to intervene, a past of drawing attention had ensured that she was intimately familiar with the floor... And she knew her father couldn't afford to replace her chair again...
But while watching as one would a car crash, she saw something the other bullies didn't, something that stirred the too strong memories of her dreams... Magic.
She knew she had to talk to her, a note wouldn't work... For obvious reasons.
So she instead tracked Connie down, she had self study instead of PE and was able watch as she cast another spell, before announcing her presence.
"Umm... Hey Connie... I wanted to ask about something I saw this morning... And right then..."
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The red-head was not expecting someone to enter the study room. Usually it was quiet empty aside from her and maybe her teacher when he came back. So upon hearing a voice at the door made her jump slightly and turn in the direction of said voice. Took a moment, but she recalled the voice of Emma. A fellow student and someone she sometimes had classes with, but they tended to keep disabled student separate at times. A nervous feeling crept up her back, but Connie kept her composure and put on a smile.
"Hey Emma! Yeah, this morning was insane wasn't it? And uh..I don't know what you're talking about. I was just standing to grab some books," Connie tried to play it off as best she can. She didn't want to sound insane for explaining magic, if that was what this was. How was that her dream magic was coming to life? That sounded even insane to her!

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The stairway to the library, Masons' favorite hiding hole, when another boy approached him. Seeming very nervous and he honestly never seen him before around the school. Then again, he tended to avoid people at all costs. Though being called cool was definitely a different thing to hear from someone. Mason didn't think anyone could be truly cool, but it was nice to hear something not an insult.
"Uh, hey, Mike, nice to meet you," he responded and rubbed the back of his own head awkwardly, "And..thanks? I guess the working out is starting to pay off," Mason though has never lifted a damn weight in his entire life.
 
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Mike was expecting some random excuse... But this one was actually somewhat realistic, at least in Mike's mind anyway.
"Oh! Yeah, I guess that would do it... Eheh... Maybe I should do PE... Nahh".
He seemed very against the idea of PE but wasn't obviously out of shape, perhaps he was lazy? Or... He was just scared of being in a confined space or contact sports with bullies...
"You know... It kinda reminded me of something I saw in a dream... So I guess I got excited?...".
He turned to leave with a barely audible sigh.


"It really was... I could have sworn those markers had ink... Maybe they used it all on my locker again... And the way that hair dye just vanished... Like magic".
She seemed genuinely amazed by it, before sighing and shaking her head.
"Did you manage to find the books you were searching for? If not I could help... And maybe we could talk about something... Like vivid dreams..."
Emma was pretty sure she knew what she saw and where it was from... But she was just a little too nervous to do much more than hint and hope Connie would take the bait...
 

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Connie gave a small nod and a sheepish smile, right it was totally crazy right? Though she honestly just wanted to drop this day and go back to normality. Maybe even ask her parents to go to a different school or even be homeschooled because this was honestly too much to fucking handle. Yet Emma seem insistent on talking of fictional things. Vivid dreams? Was that a normal teenaged conversation? At this point Connie wanted to dive into a hole in the ground and just hope that this is all some weird curse or even the dream itself. So much for only having the title of the weird blind girl in the school. Fucking hell.
"I mean, no I hadn't started looking yet," She admitted in slight defeat at her poor excuse, "You can pick out one if you'd like, they should have written titles on the spine," With Connies books it had both braille lettering and normal printing as to assure her teacher or other students could read along, "And vivid dreams? I don't know what you count as a vivid dream, as I don't even know what the color red looks like,"

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So Mike seemed a bit awkward and weird. Or maybe just overly shy at speaking to another human? In either case, Mason knew that feeling and he gave a slight smile at the PE joke. Gym definitely wasn't the best class in the school, and he also never did any work in. Usually just hiding under the bleachers and reading until class was over. Then the other boy walked away with some smart words about a dream. He felt a small cold jolt run up his spine and he looked down at the concrete stairs. Right...always see it in a dream right? Mason should speak up about it, should say something, but it would be insane. Humans could not share the same dream nor even know about anothers. It just wasn't possible! Right?
Mason gave a small growl before speaking, "Hey, since you hate PE so much, how about we go ahead and skip it for a while? I know a place where those poor archetypes can't even begin to see,"
 
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Admittedly Emma herself had no idea if she was being super weird right then, she'd been homeschooled until the accident that claimed her ability to walk, after which her father was unable to care for her all day and she had been enrolled, so her experience with other teens was mostly bullying.
"Oh! Sure..."
While looking through the books for something that might catch her eye she answered the question.
"Well by vivid dream I mean a dream that is so real it doesn't seem fake..."
She paused, what she said next was tipping her hand entirely but she was so desperate for someone to share this with... For a friend...
"Umm, have you ever heard of someone called uhh... Agnimitra?..."
She held her breath after saying the word, since she'd first seen Connie she felt that she was incredibly similar to a witch that she had seen from a distance in her dreams.


Mike was incredibly shy right then! He didn't want to give away his dreams and sound crazy, or his other thoughts and get beaten up again... The rumours had mostly died down since the disastrous time he told his old 'friends' about everything, but he still felt the hurt...
The growl caused a visible jump from Mike, who now looked about to bolt as he turned around slowly, only to sigh in relief and nod, a small smile forming.
"T...that would be awesome... I usually get found when I try and hide... But at least I couldn't do PE for a few days after!"
 

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The red-head listened to Emma as she spoke of what a vivid dream was, and she felt so bad. Connie knew exactly what it was like and even had slight colors to her dreams! She just didnt want to seem borderline psychotic for having dreams of witch powers. She just wanted to be as normal as can be and hope nothing destroys her future.
Connie was about to respond to the explanation of a vivid dream, when Emma spoke her name. A name that had never been spoken of outside of what she called a safe space. A name that struck power and fear into those who even dared hear the whispers. She visibly perked up, and her blind brown hues flicked to the floor so quickly. That normal extroverted behavior settled into a quiet mess. The whole body wanted to say no, wanted to deny and deny and deny. Part of her even wanted to get defensive and ask how Emma knew of her dreams, and she might but less angry.
Yet words where hard to gather for once, "I-I mean, it's not an uncommon name," Connie responded back with a stutter and tucked a curl behind her ear, "Its' meaning houses in fire, and is the female version of Agnus. So..yes I've heard it, why do you ask?"

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Right PE, that was going to be a common subject now wasn't it? Mason gave a small nod in response, and didn't say much more. Heading up the stairway until reaching the schools rooftop. The roof of the school building was rather flat since being remodeled, but he moved to where the Churches steeple was. Having to climb the wall from the roof to the ledge of the tower, but thankfully the bricks gave a good footing. The bell housed in it seemed to have never moved in years, and the wooden flooring surrounding it was also aged. Yet there was a few things there. Books, some pillows with blankets, and stuffed away bags of food. Mason obviously frequented this often.
 
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Emma herself shivered at the name once she had said it, an instinct picked up from her dreams most likely.
She was also both pleased and disappointed by the reaction, on one hand Connie Clearly knew the name and not just in passing! But clearly didn't want to open up about it... Still, her confidence had soared and Emma had no intention of giving up, she would get Connie to talk about what she was sure were shared dreams... Just, not yet.
"It's pretty uncommon actually... At least, I only know of one, if you can call a dream knowing anyway..."
She suddenly seemed to switch gears.
"Anyway, I've got some work to do, easy stuff but it needs doing..."
She rolled over to a desk to silently begin a work sheet.


Mike followed nervously, looking a little like a scared puppy as he searched for any bullies who might want revenge on Mason, or seem them together and start even more rumours!
Of course no one was there, either students or even teachers to call them out for skipping.
When they reached the hidden spot though his whole stance changed.
"Wow... This is SO COOL! You're awesome..."
Mike declared, looking at Mason with something almost resembling hero worship.
"Way better than stuffy old palaces! Uhh, I assume anyway, from pictures and stuff they looked boring and lonely..."
He managed to cut off his rambling after a moment.
"A...anyway... It's awesome that you have a place like that... No wonder bullies have to interrogate people to try and find you sometimes..."
 

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Though speaking of Agni was a hard subject, it wasn't anymore of a surprise to hear Emma speak of a shared dream. Can there be such a thing? Or even a possibility? Though before she could even fathom a response Emma switched gears and decided to do some homework. What the hell? Connie gave a confused look and gave a small sigh to herself, feeling Red push at her leg from where he was laying under the table. Fucking...ah fuck it all!
"Agnimitra is.." Connie started and hesitated, before biting her tongue, "A witch or potion maker in the world of my dreams. She is the person I want to be. She is smart, she is crafty, elegant and she can fucking see her world," The red-head finally caved into what Emma was digging so hard for.

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So something told Mason that Mike might either have a childish personalty or is younger than himself. Either way, the hero look was a bit off putting as he was more of an anti-hero. That is what made him think more of a child was the hero-look, but it wasn't an issue. Suppose to some he was secretly the hero they needed. Yet Mason would never claim to be one or try to be one.
The dark-haired boy raised an eyebrow at him, and his blue eyes flicked a bit. Right, palace and what not. Didn't Mike live in a normal house? Or was there some sort of palace-like house Mason just has never seen before in his life. "You got that right, I'd rather stay mysterious so I change spots often," he replied and headed for the little comfy area. Setting his bag down and sitting on a pillow, "So, Mike, you're not someone I see often at school. Are you a freshman or?"
 
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Emma of course knew exactly what she was doing in attempting to drag the truth out of Connie, even up to doing the homework she'd already finished.
Emma smiled encouragingly until she finished, and then told her own tale.
"For me... It's Rheya, a knight in service to a king... She is brave, strong, and charges into battle on her own two legs... And she knows about Agnimitra...."
Emma finished, her smile still there.
"It seems we may have something in common".


Mike usually kept his emotions and feelings bottled up as tight as possible, so he was scared he might be just a tad over the top when letting them out and speaking honestly with someone.
Especially when that someone was practically a hero to him! And... There was something familiar... As if he was someone the other person knew... The one from his dreams, though it's not like he'd bring it up! 'Hey, I think I dreamed about you' that just sounded like a bad pickup line... He doubted that was appropriate despite the rumours.
Mike did indeed live in a normal house, there was nothing resembling a livable palace anywhere in their area.
"Ahh! That's... Probably because I usually hide at school... I've seen you around before though!"
Okay, way to be creepy Mike...
He mentally berated himself before continuing.
"I mean... Like in the morning and stuff... We sometimes arrive at the same time".
"Oh! And I'm sixteen! And a half..."
He didn't seem too thrilled about that for whatever reason but didn't elaborate.
 

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The red-head listened to the other girl, and felt her face get warm. She also had another side to her? A person within the world beyond their own, that can do what they could never dream of. A knight who serves a king, and happens to know the lonesome witch that lives within the city. Connie gave a small chuckle to herself and shook her head, "That common trait is absolute delusion. Like, it cant be the same world can it? How is that possible and we just never knew about it," Connie was just trying to understand, and she tended to come off harsh regardless.

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Mason had taken it upon himself to lay back onto one elbow, and watched Mike as he sort of babbled with his words. Not an issue really, but seemed the other was maybe just a nervous guy? Or easily excitable. Or both. Regardless, he just gave a shake of his head and gestured for Mike to sit along with him, "Ah, I see. I probably don't see you cause you know, the jugheads need their daily dose of ego booster," he responded, "And so you're a sophomore then?" Mason himself was 17, and a senior thanks to an early birthday. (when you realized you probs dont know highschool grades in america and im sorry)
 
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Emma's own face was more than a little red, she had borrowed quite a bit of Rheya's courage to drag that out of Connie, but was so glad she did! It made her feel better, like maybe she wasn't crazy, and this strange shared dream was something other than normal delusions...
"What other explanation could there be?"
She answered in response, sounding a little breathless.
"I know about the witch from your dreams... And the kingdom... And I don't know if you know of the Celeste royal family?".
She asked, trying to establish more facts about the shared dreams that she herself was one hundred percent real already.
"And also... This..."
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before holding her hand out in front of her as something shimmery appeared and started to take form... Only to vanish and earn an exasperated sigh from Emma.
"Hahh... I still can't do more than that..."


"Heh... That and I'm kinda small... Even if I didn't learn to stay invisible to the bullies you still might not see me..."
Was that a... Joke? It seemed the kid could joke around at least, and didn't seem put off by being small in the slightest.
"Uhh... Yeah, sophomore, people keep asking if I'm a Freshman though... Must be cause of my size".
He before looking a little sheepish suddenly.
"So uhh... I need to thank you... The bullies were so busy talking about you earlier that they didn't stop me going to the toilet like usual".
 

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So she didn't have any other explanation for the weird happenings. Though one could see the annoyed look and sigh she was holding back about the Celeste family. At first, they had gotten along quiet well and there was no issues. But you accidentally give the wrong potion to the wrong person, and suddenly half the castle staff has blue tongues and can't speak. How was she suppose to know that the guy was going to use the potion for that? So, they cut her some limitations on what was acceptable in the city and what wasn't. So, yes she knew of that family.
Yet there it was again. Or what she could hear was the sound of whirring power before it fizzled out. "I do know of them, yes, and I believe you okay? I just...don't want to be seen an someone without a right mind," she responded with a small shake of her head, "Cause..why would this dream be connected to us and now be in the real world?"

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That seemed rather fair. Mason personally hadn't noticed, but he was a fairly skinny guy and stood taller. So he was more a walking stick at times than anything else. Also always got to love a self-deprecating joke right? Though the thanks for what he did this morning was a bit off-setting. How was one suppose to respond to that? As it was more of a self-defense move for himself rather than trying to save another person from it. Mason gave an awkward look and looked down at the book in his head, "Uh...you're welcome?" He questioningly responded, unsure of a response.
 
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