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RandR?
-MPOV-
I'm the most recognizable in class. If The Dreams could bee taken out of the class room.. I'd be doomed from reticule. Feyr, he would be to. He entered the class today I'm sure of it. It scared me, how he looked.
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Drip…drip…drip…
Mashiro turned down a long hall way, splashes of blood already dotted the white tile. They were getting at it right away it seemed, looking desperately for a key, a key that was held within someone's body. The key to graduation. He didn't want it. Not yet.
Drip…drip…drip…
Mashiro turned around the corner. He spotted someone that he'd never seen here before. Judging by its uniform it was a he. Three beads hung around the figures neck. Despite this he was already splattered with blood, his writs cut wide open. The blood dripping down his forearms and on to the floor. He was sitting on the floor, he seemed to be chuckling to himself. His head turned, he seemed to of heard Mashiro come around the corner. Mashiro took a step back. His sea green eyes meeting Mashiro's. The whites of his eyes where red, covered with blood the dripped into them. His whole face was red with blood, distorting his features.
"Mashiro..?" He asked. He smiled, perhaps because of Mashiro's uniform.
Feyr… that's Feyr's voice. "Feyr..?" Mashiro asked.
He laughed, "Didn't think you'd recognize me. I'm pretty beat up." He laughed again. "Hurts too. Not that I mind." Feyr stood, just as someone else came around the corner. Sou. Feyr's lips pursed, as if he was thinking really hard.
"You'll be thinking real hard Feyr." The voice behind the armor hissed. Feyr was sure they were grinning behind the metal. "I suppose you don't know how it works here do you?" The Suit tilted his hand the light catching the metal of his sword, the light flickered again when he swung his blade. A crack filled the air as beads shattered.
"Mashiro!" Feyr yelled, stepping forward as if to catch Mashiro before he fell, his hands were greeted by air and then a sword.
"You can only be saved once."
Feyr's eyes snapped open. He was clutching the curtain that surrounded the infirmary bed. Dazed and panting he sat up, cradling his head in his hands. He jumped hearing a voice beside him.
"Now you know how this class operated." It was the nurse. The one who lead him down here. Feyr's lips grew taunt, he didn't want to do this. What was the point. Despite Feyr's expression the nurse just smiled and stood, leaving his side.
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