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Codi Bailey and Atticus Fowler

Codi and Atticus sat next to each other in the auditorium when the meeting had been called; arriving much earlier than the majority of students, because neither of them really had anything else to do. Classes had been cancelled for the event, and because the two of them had been repeatedly receiving shocks from either witnessing events, or hearing the news, it was difficult for them to concentrate on their hobbies, which required more mental focus than what they were currently capable of. Codi would have gone and trained her powers until the poor parasitic urchin’s arms and her own body had given out, if Atticus didn’t reason with her and convince her to give her body a break. She had intensely worked yesterday, and as it turned out, she had woken up extremely sore all over the next day. She also felt a prickling sensation all over, like the kind of itching felt when someone had just gotten better circulation back into a limb. It wasn’t an unpleasant itch, but it was still distracting, regardless. She was wearing jeans with a backless halter-neck top that was patterned with red, purple, and yellow, matching Reef’s bright fiery coloration.

Atticus, in the meantime, had switched back to his human form, and was wearing a plain white t-shirt with dark navy-blue shark designs on it, along with plain jeans. As usual, he was wearing dark, tinted lenses that completely prevented people from seeing his eyes. Someone might have made fun of the fact that he was wearing them indoors, but for all anyone knew, he had laser eyes and couldn’t stop himself from obliterating the school without them. While Codi folded her arms and hunched forward uneasily in her seat, Atticus made no facial expression, but his posture suggested he was alert for something. The two sat in relative silence, but an uneasy, tense aura hung about them, as though the stress were a physical thing that could be felt.

Rosette Sauveterre

Near Theresa, Rosette’s shape materialized out of nowhere, phasing into reality as though she really were a ghost. She breathed hard for a moment, looking panicked, but as nobody could hear her breathing, it didn’t draw any attention unless they saw her up close. She finally calmed down, and looked at Theresa, who was curled up into a ball in the corner, the very image of despair. Rosette felt an odd combination of sympathy and annoyance, at this. On one hand, she was aware that seeing someone die was painful, and that she herself had been in a similar state once, and at the same time, she was irritated, because Theresa had never seen anything as terrible as what Rosette herself had been through, and yet she was wallowing in self-pity. There was a bit of mental conflict, as Rosette knew people who hadn’t witnessed horrible things couldn’t know, and yet she was inevitably prone to judge based on her own experiences.

Rosette was wearing a slim, form-fitting grey zip-up collared jacket with sleeves that had holes that her thumbs went through. She was wearing lighter jeans and pure black running shoes. The scarf she wore today was a cotton one with lime green, dark purple, and yellow, with a few black touches to emphasize that it was a flower pattern. It was an overall lighter form of dress than the dark monochrome from the day before, but it was clearly something that defined her personal form of dress. It also took away a bit from the paleness of her features, although today, she was not wearing any makeup, and an old, cut-like scar, about an inch in length, was present beneath her right eye, extremely noticeable. Usually the makeup was applied to hide it, but Rosette did not see the point of doing so today.

She watched Theresa for a bit longer, going completely unnoticed, as there was no way to actually sense her presence, before she folded her harms, and soundlessly sat down a distance from her, feeling it was appropriate not to get too close. She looked at the woman for a bit more, before she decided to say anything, “Your friends will start to worry about you, if you act like that.” She said, before looking at the ring on her right hand. It was a gorgeous ring that had belonged to her late grandmother, something that Rosette never removed from her finger. “Your happiness yesterday aggravated me to no end, but now it seems as though you are shutting down completely.” She observed.
I think I generally am not on at the same time that these collaborations happen, but maybe I am and I just don't know it.

What I'm thinking about is that the next sight of trouble is probably going to have something to deal with somebody investigating who performed the murder, and then getting themselves into a huge mess. It might even be another fight between students because someone who's too quick in passing judgement might goad the other into a physical conflict.

I was going to ask, Allen, do you mind if Rosette mysteriously appears and starts talking to Theresa?
Speaking of roommates, I don't think my characters have actually run into theirs, yet.
Like I said, I was very busy. Teachers have been loading people down with work and threatening to give tests on the few school days before Thanksgiving break, in hopes of coercing students to attend rather than skip. Some people are going to completely forget the material by the time they come back and do the make-ups.
Rosette Sauveterre and Codi Bailey

From where they stood near the door, Rosette and Codi watched as paramedics rushed into the room, before carrying out a body bag. They didn’t see who was inside, and neither had ever seen something like this before, but they both knew what it was. Codi covered her mouth in shock, while Rosette stared with a solemn, somehow sad look on her face. While Codi acted somewhat normal, going pale, and looking as though she wanted to scream, Rosette maintained her composure, though she, too, was affected by it. Rosette shook her head, “So this is a dangerous place, after all.” She said, as though she had suspected danger, and was just now confirming it.

“Rose, how can you stay calm? That was a body! Someone died!” Codi cried, once it had gone past, just as Henry had exited the building and seemingly undergone some sort of breakdown.

Rosette looked at where the door had closed behind the paramedics, “I do not know who was in that bag, but this location should have been a safe place. If murders are occurring on the school grounds, then we are all in danger until the killer is captured. Staff will probably start questioning students of their whereabouts, and the chances are, it would also be recommended that students begin traveling in groups, versus being alone. People will not be able to comfortably sleep at night until the issue is resolved.”

Codi frowned, still looking shaken, “There’s a murderer on the loose? Oh…no…” Her voice started getting faint, like she was going to pass out from shock. She had thought the problems had ended with the jungle, but now a murderer was on the school grounds. She had also not eaten, and hunger was starting to make her feel weak, combined with the shock, which made her feel as though she were going to faint.

Rosette looked at Codi, “Calm down, you look like you’re going to pass out. Listen, there is nothing wrong with grieving, but if you let sorrow or fear cripple you, then you will live out a miserable life, and might render yourself helpless to something far worse than your current situation.” She said. “I did not know that person they carried out, and though I wish I could grieve, I cannot lie and say that I can. I also know that nothing I say will make this situation any better for those that did know that person and care about them. I can only accept the turn of events, and take the best course of action that I can.”

Rosette then looked at the door, “We must take precautions to protect ourselves, while hopefully discovering the person who did this, so that they may be dealt with accordingly.” She murmured. Her gaze darkened, “There are people like that on this island who would take an innocent life…it sickens me.”
Well, I was really busy recently, so I only got enough time to read the posts every day, instead of writing my own posts. The problem is that somehow, even if I'm reading the posts, I'm missing important details, because I generally have to go do something else afterwards. I completely missed the part about the body bag being carried past my characters, but had I registered that earlier, I would have posted.

EDIT: Okay, posted.
I keep trying to think of things to post, but I really have no idea. Codi and Rosette are talking to each other in the cafeteria, and Atticus is leaving the hospital. I don't usually have so much trouble writing things, but I am for some reason right now.
I'm trying to think of something to post, but I'm bad at doing casual conversations between two characters who are seldom genuinely casual. Atticus will walk into someone soon, though, since he's leaving the hospital.

Also, Allen, you really fooled me on the last post. I was certain your character was dead for a moment.
I kind of suspected Rosette was going to wind up on the number-one suspect list, although she can't really be the murderer, because she was there talking to Codi the entire time. I was kind of half-tempted to write where she had vanished in the dark, but then I decided my character would hate winding up mutilated by monsters from an alternate dimension if she couldn't be found and carried to a hospital.
As far as I can tell, almost every character in this story is somehow a bit crazy.
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