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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 16:01:19 GMT -5
Michael nodded and stood up. "Feeling ready to go talk to Logan about the book and go get some more notebooks?" he asked, looking at her. "Or do you need actual sleep and rest?"
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 13, 2016 16:07:46 GMT -5
Emory felt her eyes close and she had to jerk herself awake, hearing her Parabatai talk to her, before looking at Logan meekly, returning her gaze to Michael. She knew Logan probably overheard him, so she nodded."I, ah, probably should talk to Logan first," She said ruefully. This would be the fifth time she would be talking to him about writing in books. The fifth time this month. Logan was going to kill her. She rubbed her forehead, trying to fight back the urge to curl up on the floor and fall asleep. She had already been tired before the training session, so she was feeling particularly drained.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 16:08:16 GMT -5
[[ Oh look, Logan appeared cx ]]
Michael looked over at Logan and nodded. "Yeah, Em found this cool mirror move so we were working on it. I guess we forgot to protect the blades," he said, looking at the wounds everyone had picked up. He looked at Ashton and Dylan, still in a pile, and then back up at Logan. "Oh and Emory has something to tell you." Michael glanced over at Emory, waiting.
The kitchen and living room were basically connected, so Kenzie was able to watch Nick over the counter before turning to pour herself a cup of coffee. She poured a lot of creamer in it, as she didn't necessarily need the caffeine to operate, but enjoyed the warmth in the morning. She leaned against the counter and surveyed around, setting the mug down and cleaning the bowls and glasses from yesterday.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 16:09:34 GMT -5
[[ Slow posts + I didn't look for the new page! cx ]]
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 16:18:39 GMT -5
Michael nodded in response to Logan and stood, waiting for his reaction to Emory's annotation of the old book.
McKenzie finished cleaning up and turned around to see Nick in the kitchen. She smiled at him and poured him some coffee. "Have a crazy night?" she teased.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 16:28:03 GMT -5
Kenzie walked to the island and put the mug down in front of him. "This'll help a little," she mused, as she stood next to him, leaning against the counter, her elbows on the island, both hands wrapped around the mug. Her strawberry blonde hair fell in a messy curtain over her shoulder as she looked at him. She leaned in to kiss him gently. "I'm glad you got out and did what you had to," she told him.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 13, 2016 16:49:21 GMT -5
Emory's entire face went to a pale pink color, even her ears pinkning, from embarrassment. "I'll try not to. " She promised, wincing at how sore she was. She rubbed the back of her neck nervously, before grabbing the book and giving it back to him, not making eye contact. She could sense the level of stress he was under. The girl slipped out of the room, not wanting to continue the subject. Letting out a soft sigh, she sat against one of the hallways walls, closing her eyes,feeling suddenly drained. Just gonna close my eyes... for a few... minutes... She thought to herself, feeling herself falling into her knees. She hadn't had actual sleep for awhile, a few hours here, a couple more there. Before she knew it, she was fast asleep, barely visible unless one was looking down.
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Post by Bαмвoo on Sept 13, 2016 18:55:09 GMT -5
Hydra glanced at Austin, raising an eyebrow. This is why she had wanted the full story. She phrased her next carefully. He clearly wasn't going to be of much use. "So what is it that you require in order for us to...obtain, one of these pigeons?
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 19:24:34 GMT -5
Michael flinched as well, discerning stress from Logan's tone. The amount of stress that he was under was something that none of them could imagine. He nodded and watched as Emory handed him the book and walked out. He could tell that she was embarrassed, but maybe she'd learn this time. He cleaned up, putting their blades back and hanging up the different pieces of equipment that they used before grabbing his belongings and walking out. The Shadowhunter looked around wondering where his parabatai had gone off, they were going to go get those notebooks. But as he wandered down the halls, he spotted her fast asleep against the wall. He smiled and decided to not disturb her, grabbing a blanket from a nearby closet and draping it over her seated form. He went off to shower and then decided to go get notebooks for her as a surprise.
McKenzie smiled and leaned against him lightly. "Well, a necessity is different from what you want," she said, quoting the wise words of her mother. "But it was sad to wake up and find you not with me." The girl turned around, so that her back was against the island as she looked over at him with a small smile, the silence settling over them.
Austin shrugged, looking between Hydra and Matthew. "I just need to check to see that you're both using this pigeon for the right reason and the same reason," Matthew answered. "It's a simple test."
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 19:46:37 GMT -5
Michael finished showering off the day's training and put on a pair of cargo shorts and a fitted t-shirt before leaving his room. He walked down the same hallway that he'd left Emory at and smiled seeing that she'd shifted in position. He headed towards the doors of the Institute, walking past McKenzie's room, noticing that her bed was still made - signalling that she hadn't been home that night. Puzzled, the boy kept walking and headed to the office supply shop to pick up some notebooks. It was a quick trip, but he took his time.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 19:58:45 GMT -5
Michael roamed around for a bit and picked up three or four thick notebooks, sure to last his parabatai a couple of weeks. That would give theme enough time to get more if needed. He also went to pick up colored pens in case she liked color-coding her notes. One never knew. It wasn't like it was a hassle or anything, he knew that his own cousins liked having different colored pens. These ones, also, didn't take ages to dry. He took his items to go pay and made his way back to the Institute.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 13, 2016 20:13:11 GMT -5
(Those are going to last 2 days jk jk)
She squirmed a moment, her face scrunched into a scowl, even in her sleep, before she woke up with a start, her blue eyes wide as she tried to figure out where she was. Dream forgotten, the girl rubbed the back of her neck, all muscles in her body sore from the sparring lesson. She yawned, closing her eyes again, just five more minutes... Thats not too long... She thought, finding the floor rather comfortable.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 21:07:35 GMT -5
Michael went home and placed everything on Emory's bed in a neat fashion. He headed back and saw that Emory was still on the floor and he sat down next to her. He put a hand on her shoulder and shook her. "Come on, Em. Let's go to your room."
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Post by Bαмвoo on Sept 13, 2016 21:19:58 GMT -5
Hydra looked suspiciously at the old man. "What's the test? Also, it's a pigeon," she said exasperatedly, turning to look at Austin. "We could've just grabbed one and been done with it." Her tongue always had gotten the best of her. When frustrated, she always was the chattiest of the Fairfolk.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 22:21:11 GMT -5
"You're going to trip someone," Michael said, shaking her again. "Come on, in bed and no one will bug you."
"Do you really think you'd have been able to grab one and maintain control of it?" Austin asked, looking at Hydra skeptically. "If we're on the same page, this test will be easy," he said, assuredly, turning back to look at Matthew.
Matthew nodded and looked at the Seelie and the Selkie. "It is quite simple," he answered, pointing to two separate areas of the aviary. They looked like wells. "Go to the wells. One at each of them," he said, narrowing his eyes.
[[ I'm so making this up ]]
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 22:48:45 GMT -5
[[ Sounds good! ]]
Michael rolled his eyes. "Yes, Em," he said as she laid her head on his shoulders. "You do have to." He turned his head to look at her. They were close, parabatai usually were, and he saw her as a sister, like he did his Fairchild cousins. "Do you want me to take you to bed?" he asked.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 13, 2016 22:53:10 GMT -5
She shook her head, deciding that she might as well get up herself, but made no move to stand on her feet yet. She let out a yawn, before studying his face from his shoulder, a slightly awkward angle. She sat up, stretching slightly. "So, what where you looking at during training?" She asked, curious. She hadn't been paying attention to the other pair of parabatai, she had been completely focused on the fighting.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Sept 13, 2016 22:56:24 GMT -5
Michael looked over at Emory after she shook her head, though she made no movement to get up herself. Michael chuckled and stood up. "If you go to bed, I'll tell you," he answered, looking down at her sitting form. "Come on," he said, offering a hand to his parabatai.
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