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When I see the stars,
I'll count you among them.
And I hope you know,
That I'll join you there.

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*Don't.
@shylarah Teeeeeechnically, we have a doctor.



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Vivian forgot what time it was last she saw the clock. A hypothesis suggested that quite a lot has passed, since her test subject was a deathly pale now compared to his bright red face from before. Luckily, she had thought of stripping to his underwear and stuffing a ball gag in his mouth, erasing possible complications that could occur during the blood extraction. Twirling the mini test tube between her fingers, she noted the slight twinkle of beryl that shone amongst the thick, wine blood. Glancing at the aerotheurgist strapped down on her torture bed, she thought about releasing him. Thought about it, didn't mean she'd do it.

Placing the vial down on a rack, she pressed a button situated near the cut-out door that appeared on the wall. In mere seconds, the entire wall propped up, revealing a large staircase that covered the entire entryway. A noise behind told Vivian that the man was seeing a chance to freedom, confirmed with the gush of colour coming back into his skin. Seeing him wiggle in desperate hope made the researcher chuckle darkly. "You should relax, darling." She stepped forward past the line that marked the boundary between her secret lab and the staircase, and reached for the red swipe machine with her glossy ID card. The man on the bed struggled a lot more, shaking the restraints with panic, his sweat running down every membrane and panting that reverted him into a lowly dog.

'Swipe.'

The remaining light faded from his eyes as the door drew to a close, darkening the entire laboratory with it as well.

"Criminals like you..." spoke Vivian to herself, an echo sounding throughout the hollow and empty space with just a staircase, and began her ascendance towards the exit, "Deserve cruel treatment." The noise of her shoes tapping against the marble stairs echoed with every step - 'Tap... tap... tap...'
The vibration of her mind alerted her to check her eyeware - a prototype contact lens that acted like a smartphone. It would be a revolutionary piece of technology once perfected and released, but for now, it was Vivian's everyday gadget, minimising the amount of items to carry place to place.
It was a text. From the Guild Leader. Expanding the holographic message with her index finger and thumb, Vivian read the message.

"Ten sharp... hm?" She was already at The Guild, in fact, she'd stay a couple of days straight to experiment, when and where de Silva would let her meddle with suspicious people's lives. It was essential, and yes, practically immoral, but Vivian was already past that 'immoral' stuff. She was a researcher, pursuing the greatest heights of science, technology and magic. If being labelled as 'debauched' would get her there, so be it. Besides that moral ideology, she was a scientist, with human expectations and human decency.
A sniff at herself made Vivian almost gag from the reek. "Oh G-, I need a shower." With that train of thought, the doctor heads towards the employees' bathroom.

Only once Vivian deemed herself proper again, she would trade her bloodied lab coat for a new one hidden within her lockers, slip on fresh undergarments, black slacks and a red long sleeve with a V-line so low, it dipped straight down into her valleys. Random women entered, eyeing Vivian with a look of disdain and scorn. Would she care? No. There were other things to worry about than petty thoughts and drama, like the meeting.
Checking her message again, Vivian eyed the in-built digital clock in the gadget.

'5:04 PM', it read. "Nutrition and energy is needed to successfully meet my quota of a healthy digestion system. I suppose I should do it, for science." Vivian made a trip to the shared kitchen, ignoring the respectful bows of passing workers and stares of lusty men, waiting for the rest of the members in the foyer with an apple, where she'd wait for the rest of them.
Okay! I think I'm set to go! Obviously, it might be tweaked a little bit because I'm still working on Vivian with @Exit, buuuuuuut, yes.
Just give me the word to transfer her over to characters, and I'm all set for tomorrow or the day after's post! :)
*randomly drops this here then runs away*
slightly incomplete, working on it though! Estimated post in about 3 - 4 days

Hello. :3

I'd like to ask something pretty selfish of me - since I'm starting school pretty soon, I'd like to have time to settle back into its absolute hellish and tiring pace.

If, however, the position of captain is important, then I don't mind if I have to give it up. :)
Just a heads up.
Hi! Random person-

Okay not really. I'm Exit's other 'friend', and I'd like to ask a few questions mostly about the history of behind the scenes stuff.

Is there any way to know how exactly the powerful families disappeared?
What about the powers they mostly wield? (Including the De Silva family)
Ethnicity of each family?

Then questions about the forbidden powers; was there certain events or happenings that caused them to be branded as 'forbidden' or do they just decide it's too OP and are like, "Yeah, no."

EDIT: AH! AND I FORGOT ONE MORE QUESTION!!!
Since I wanted to make a captain (fight me guys if you want it), I also wanted to ask if it was okay to make my character also the head of a division that deals with research? Or are the captain positions army-related only?
<Snipped quote by Kyubi>
-I prefer to invite people to either make snow-angels or carve their name into it with their foot.

Depends on what kind of snow it is and how much time I have to sit around and relax.

But right now I'll need to wait for colder weather.


Indeed, playing with / in the snow is great fun.
Especially with friends.

In the Summer though, we just fade away.
We will come back around next year.

Just don't contort me into a weird position as you create your snow angel. ;)
Salve. ☺ ❀


Hello to you too. :)
Thank you for taking the time to drop by and say hello to me.
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