Not much to say really… please review, and I don't own the Magesterium series (I wish.)
Story of the Post – Jade Angel by sakurademonalchemist. Erika Potter is murdered by her uncle. When she id thrown out of Heaven, she decides that there is nothing left for her in Britain, and that she should take up an old hobby… ballet. Follow this story as she dances in America, gaining the attention of a few supernatural figures along the way…
On with the story!
METAL CUFFS AND BREAKFAST
"Chapter Six," Call read. "Finally."
(Call woke up… through the walls.)
Everybody winced. That sounded like it hurt. A lot of them also remembered wanting that noise to stop so that they could sleep.
(The door of… missing home fiercely.)
There were slightly sad smiled. Everybody remembered the homesickness.
(Tamara pointed behind… onto his pillow.)
"Ohhh." Tamara and Aaron said in unison. That made a whole lot more sense than Call cuddling with a knife.
(He felt his… people have knives.")
Almost everybody frowned at his nonchalance.
"I saw a lot stranger in some of the care homes." He easily explained.
Tamara reached out and cuddled Aaron close. She imperiously beckoned to Call and Jasper, who joined the cuddle pile. Not that anyone would call it that, or they'd get the stink-eye. Which was about as threatening as a kitten glare.
(Tamara crossed the… already hurting leg.)
Call (and the book) disappeared further into the cuddle pile.
("What does it… Bilbo had Sting.)
"And Thorin had Orcrist." Drew volunteered. Everybody – except for his fellow traitor – jumped, because they had forgotten that he and Alex were there. The pair just blended into the background.
("You should call… Tamara was right.)
"I'm always right." She laughed, releasing them from the cuddle pile. Call pretended to gasp for air.
(Someone had left… about to say?")
"Ohhh, burn." Jasper laughed.
Tamara did nothing but turn to him with a raised eyebrow. The laughter cut off due to sheer fear. Satisfied, Tamara turned back to Call.
(Tamara lowered her… determined blond magnet.)
Snorts turned to laughter as Alistair gave into peer pressure and illusioned Aaron to look like a bar magnet with a blond wig on top.
(He bumped Call's… a prisoner here.)
"Everybody thinks that about every school. Don't go thinking you're different." Alex deadpanned.
(As Call had… turned to stone.)
"Ice cream," the younger boys sighed, causing Tamara to huff in annoyance.
(Chips of mica… the chandelier, though.)
Laughs.
(He really just… else." Aaron said.)
Alex laughed and explained. "We always love the Iron Year students' reactions to the food. It's awesome."
(Tamara bit back… weenus like Jasper.)
"Hey!" aforementioned weenus protested.
"Can't deny the truth!" Tamara, Aaron, and Call chorused in unison. They then looked at each other and burst out laughing.
("He could kill… instinct for troublemaking.)
Laughter reverberated throughout the room as Tamara opened her mouth to deny the claim, closed it, shrugged, and burst out laughing.
(The whole room… hushed tone. "Experiments!")
"Really, Alistair? The poor kid has the complete wrong end of the stick." Rufus muttered.
"Oh, well. What's done is done. Besides, it's amusing to hear him acting like a paranoid conspiract theorist." Alistair replied with soft laughter.
(Celia didn't seem… mouth, looking astonished.)
More muffled laughter from everybody not an Iron Year student.
(He expected to… his dad lie?)
"To protect me," he murmured underneath his breath.
(Master Rufus was… Aaron did, too.)
'Thanks.' Aaron mouthed to Call. Call was actually a lot smarter than he let on, and Aaron – as well as everybody else- had really underestimated him.
(Aaron and Call… throw the porridge?)
Tamara snorted like a pig in amusement, then clapped her hand over her mouth in horror. Everyone just laughed.
(Tamara turned back… of a mouse.)
"Bald head and all," Call muttered to 'the squad'. (Tamara, Aaron, and Jasper.)
(When he finally… about to begin.)
"Dun… dun… duuuhhh!" he snapped the book closed, and passed it over for Aaron to read.
-END OF CHAPTER-
