Alec had followed her to this hall after taking out the two guards at the entry. He made some noise, waited at the corner, as one of the sentry came about to investigate the ruckus. He quietly pounced on the unsuspecting guard to unconsciousness and as the remaining sentry came looking for his comrade, Alec repeated the tactic. He then snucked into the hall and chanced upon this alien conversation in the hall where Ava stood. Obviously he missed a lot and could not understand a single word. Without much thought, he barged in and grabbed Ava's wrist by force, determined not to let her have her way this time. "Sorry, folks, she can't stay to chat," It was a dumb and futile attempt at rescue that he will mule about later. Ava Kinski had made it very clear to him not to meddle with her affairs, and yet here he is. He knew for certain that Ava is no helpless damsel. Yeah, she is not one anyone has to worry about. And yet he feels that she needs all
Ava took two steps into the chamber Lynx is depositing her in."We will launch at once," Lynx said from behind her, standing just outside of the door. "But it will be rough and shaky as we have only completed the repairs of this ancient ship after aeons of being immobile so I suggest you hold on to something as soon as you sense the ship's activations. Make yourself comfortable in here for a while. You will have better accommodations as soon as we get to Zhinradia."At that, the hatch doors behind her slid shut, leaving her on her own. If she had looked around, she would had seen an old sword monument that is now without its sword, but her eyes had quickly fixed to a sight in front of her afforded by a large bay window - this blue and white planet she's called home for millions of years floating lonesome in space.The floor beneath her feet started to whir, then jolted, causing her attention to shift to another large Zhinra command ship situated outside in pro
Leona walked into her first period class, choosing to sit somewhere in the middle. She found the desk she wanted and quickly rushed there. Taking her seat, she took out her composition book and a pencil, and waited patiently. The bell was going to ring in about one minute, yet the classroom looked . . . almost empty. The teacher didn't seem bothered by it either. The bell finally rang, and a few moments later, crowds of students came through the door. The classroom was so big that the desks were placed on these platforms that almost looked like a staircase from the teacher's desk. Students began occupying every seat in the room, and the teacher sighed as soon as everyone sat down. "Really now? First day back and you all are late?" The teacher rolled his eyes in sarcasm as the students joked with him. Leona was taken aback, as, in her old school, if she were even a second late, her teachers would get angry. She wasn't used to this more "laidback" atmosphere. "Well, welcome back st
Leona found herself walking into the Choir room anyways, quickly taking a seat next to Khloe right before the bell rung. "Hello students . . ." Mrs.Gloria sighed as she turned her head towed the cluster of late students at the door. Once everything was settled, the class began with Mrs.Gloria talking about the syllabus before suddenly grabbing a plastic microphone from her desk and passing it over to a random student. Oh no, icebreakers! "What's the point of these anyway? It's not like anyone will give a damn about whatever I have to say, they'll probably forget my name by the time school ends," Khloe muttered as she looked out towards the classroom window. Leona looked at Khloe and then turned her attention back to the other students to see who had the plastic mic next. Amores. "I'm Jaiden, I don't play anything," Amores said, quickly throwing the plastic mic over to his blonde friend. "Jaiden Amores?" Leona muttered to herself as she stared at him. He didn't sound mean or any
Leona took a deep breath as she stood in front of the school yet again for her second day of attendance. She looked around and noticed that she was getting less stares. Maybe they've already gotten used to my face? Leona shrugged it off and walked inside, heading straight for the breakfast line. "New girl!" Leona heard a voice shout from behind her. She turned around to see a pretty group of girls approaching her. The girl in the middle had blonde hair, and Leona noticed that she looked a lot like Terrell. Suddenly, Leona realized that they were probably talking about her, so she reluctantly pointed at herself and mouthed the word. "Me?" "Yeah, you! I wanna talk you about something." The blonde girl started stepping closer and closer to Leona until Leona's tray was the only thing separating them. "I heard that you were spotted in a lot of the same classes as Jaiden! Don't get any ideas, because he's mine!" The girl flipped her hair, then posed with her hands on her hips. Leona ope
Leona rushed into the Cooking classroom, making it just on time as the bell rung. All the "desks" were replaced by mini kitchen stations, with little stools, so Leona sat all the way in the back. It was yet another class where Leona didn't know anyone. I guess Donovan isn't in this class. For the rest of the period, Leona simply paid attention to the lesson, which consisted of starter cooking tips and beginner recipes. The period went by in a breeze and it was finally lunch time. Leona packed up her stuff and headed towards the crowded cafeteria. To her surprise, she didn't see Khloe, and while that worried Leona bit, she shrugged it off and took a seat at one of the red circular tables near window where Leona could see the outside front parking lot of the school, as well as the city in the distance. She placed her hand on her knee where she previously got injured, and sighed. It was perfectly gone, no small scratches or anything, and it didn't surprise Leona one bit. Leona sudden
"I think this is better — I'm not well with starting conversation," Leona said, moving on to her next stack of papers. "Even if I greeted everyone who walked in, I probably wouldn't know what to say after that. Zach and Emily seem to know how to do everything by heart though . . ." "Really? That's too bad, I'm sure you could do well with some practice. I mean, even though you're the youngest one out of all of us, in terms of grade level, you're the most reliable I would say," Chelsea said, smiling at Leona and pointing at all the organized drawers and files she had already finished. "What are you, a robot?" Chelsea joked, and Leona held back her laughter as she handed another stack of blank printing paper to Chelsea. "You should probably get back to work before Emily scolds you again." "Yeah, yeah," Chelsea sarcastically agreed, taking the papers and slumping all the way back to the printing room. Suddenly, Emily came inside the room where Leona was working, as if she was in a rus
"What have I done?" Leona shouted at Khloe with worry on her face as she snapped back to her current situation. "Wha—you're asking me? What got into you all of a sudden?" Khloe yelled back with a shocked and confused expression. "I know I just . . ." Leona groaned as she sat down on one of the locker room's benches. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lose my composure like that." "Why are you apologizing to me? If anything, he deserved it for thinking he owns the place, and can just talk to anyone however he wants!" Khloe exclaimed, taking a seat next to Leona. "I don't think you should apologize for anythin—" "I do," Leona abruptly replied. "I do need to apologize. "He may seem horrible but he's not." Leona's voice trailed off, and Khloe looked at her with concern in her eyes. "He's not?" Khloe asked, trying to get Leona to finish her sentence. He's not him. Leona sighed and stood up, walking towards the locker room entrance. "I think I'll apologize tomorrow during class. The period