In The Next Life (Me, Wormy and Were!)

[Wormgod]

((I got nothing. You two should post again and I can try to get something there.))

[miraphoenix]

((Sorry, Wormy... Jump in when you have inspiration, please!))

"Why bother trying to cheer myself up, Alex, if I know that the hallucinations are just going to be back?" Chimere asked softly, her voice nearly breaking. "I can feel them pressing against my mind, like weights on my consciousness, or a demon sitting on me. Tentacles and teeth, snapping in the corners of my mind. Some people dream of sheep and fluffy little kittens, I have tentacled demons in mine, and it's been that way as long as I can remember... And the worst part is, they all seem to know me, the demons. They treat me as they would an old friend...." At this, she buried her face in her hands again, body quivering as she cried.

[Moonlit Dream]

((Yes, please, Wormy!))

Alex blinked and patted Chimere comfortingly on the back. "I have the same... You know, sometimes... It's really weird, I get this feeling of shame... This great big... Well, I guess it's just... An aura, an essence, of some kind of pure darkness. It seems to trust me, sometimes, other times, I'm fighting against the thing, but it doesn't matter. Most of the dreams are kinda like, you know, fighting wierd things and all that stuff, but then there's those... And then there's, like, this other one where the demon dies... And takes me with it. I... I don't know..." He shook his head, feeling sort of foolish, and hoping that it would at least cheer Chimere up to some extent. "And... You know when I sort of passed out earlier? I... I think it was 'cause something reminded me of those dreams... I'm not sure... But... Why does that name... Why do the teachers keep on, like, callin' us by wierd things? It...'Kurou'...? It seems so familiar..." he shook his head. "But anyways, what I'm tryin' to say is, like, don't let those hallucinations get the better of you! That's letting 'em win!" He smiled weakly, feeling as though talking about the dreams had made them all swarm into his head again, the woozy feeling making Alex sure that he was about to pass out again, the excessive overload of all the memories in his head making his brain ache.

[miraphoenix]

At Alex's mention of the strange names the teachers kept referring to them as, Chimere curled tighter into her ball, wishing that she had some scarf or cape she could wrap around herself to shield herself from prying eyes. "Th-those...n-names...." she whispered, voice breaking as she saw again that horrible tentacled monster in her mind. "H-have you l-looked at the p-pictures on the wall, A-alex? Some of them have n-names beneath them. There's a picture of a hideous, horrible squid-thing on that wall, at about my eye-level. Beneath it is a name. The name is the same.... The same as the name they keep calling me; Cthulhu...." As she spoke that dreadful name, she shivered inwardly, hating the feeling of recognition at her core as the name was said.

[Moonlit Dream]

Wincing slightly as he realized that his efforts weren't doing any good, Alex hung his head a little, listening intently to her words. "Well... It's only a name, isn't it? I mean, like, for all we know the teachers here could be checking us out for some sort of mental school and are just, like, tryin' to see if we get provoked by it..." He scratched his head, going silent as he realized just how stupid he sounded. Unable to think of any sort of comforting thing to speak, he settled down next to Chimere, crossing his legs in front of him, and put a hand on one of her shoulders before winking flirtatiously at her, with one hand drawing his flute from his case. Turning back to it again after a few seconds, he removed his hand from her shoulder and played a quick and happy tune, tapping one shoe against the floor in order to get the rhythm a bit better, all the while watching Chimere with a gentle yet flirtatious blue eye to see if she was affected in any way at all, good, bad or otherwise.

[miraphoenix]

"But the name... It seems so familiar, but I've never heard it before this day..." Chimere murmured, fearing that she had said far too much on this topic. "It seems to fit a hole that's been in my chest from the day I was first given a name, and learned to recognize it... It's so strange, but it almost does seem like a name I should have, but the creature it's attached to... I cannot see myself being something so terrible!" She fell silent as Alex started playing his flute, still not raising her head from her hands. As he played, she realized slowly that, as much as she hated that thing's image, it did seem to fit her in certain ways.... Shivering, she curled into a tiny ball after Alex had finished his little song, whimpering.

[Wormgod]

"You're welcome.... I'm sorry if I scared you, Annika," Inle murmured, watching the newcomer in the room with liquid brown eyes. If her eyes had belonged to anyone else, they would have been considered beautiful, but set as they were in Inle's face, they seemed like they held eldritch powers, and fearsome intentions in certain times, of which this was one of them.

Annika shrugged and looked Inle directly in the eyes. As terrifying those eyes would be to a normal person, she had seen much, much worse in her dreams. Death was a common factor in the apocalyptic Russia only she knew, "You didn't. I've seen worse." She signed.

Keegan looked down at the dog curiously as it nudged his hand, then sighed and followed the dog after its owner. Wasn't like he had anything better to do, and he was meant to be keeping an eye on these kids anyway, so... He might as well see what the school was like, at least other than what he had already seen. Walking forward as though in slow motion, Keegan's hazel eyes stared straight ahead, his silvery hair shimmering in the light.

((Someone else can do the teacher. I suck at it.))

Barbas paused to let Keegan catch up with him, then followed about five feet in front. His pace matched the humans, but it was obvious he was nervous. He could feel Javed's rage and fear like it was his own, but not entirely. It was like having a twin; you knew exactly what the twin was feeling, no matter where they were. Some crazies called it a psychic connection, some more normal people called it close family ties. Either way it was spooky.

[Moonlit Dream]

((I think you play her good! Plus, I don't know anything about her, so I doubt I could... XD))

Alex listened intently and nodded slightly, wincing and removing the flute from his lips as he realized that it didn't seem to be helping any; even might have made Chimere worse, if anything. "Yeah... I couldn't see you being, like, some squiddy-thing either, but, like, I do know what you mean about the name thing." He tried to sound comforting, but could tell he wasn't doing a very good job. Sitting still and feeling rather guilty as he looked at the curled-up-little-ball that was Chimere, he didn't really feel like saying anything else lest he make things any worse again.

Keegan followed behind the dog, curiously pondering over the day's events with a rather absent look on his face. What had happened in that classroom? Why had there been flickering flames, the shadows been shifting as though in response to something? Why had the gravity seemed to bend around him, and he had not been affected by it? Keegan blinked, considering the possibility of a visit to the doctors, but he couldn't be hallucinating, oh no. Keegan had never been affected by such things, so why should he start now? Looking up briefly to check his surroundings, he picked up his pace a little to walk beside the dog.

Lance folded his arms for a few seconds, then stretched out a hand and clicked his taloned fingers in front of the teacher's face, the points glittering wickedly in the light. "Hel-lo? I was talking to you!" he growled, rather disgruntled and not used to being ignored by anyone. Not that he was usually, but that just made him a little less used to being ignored anyway. Turning to look at the class as he waited for a response, his grey eyes seemed to burn, not with anger, but with an inner flame unlike that seen in a human's eyes. It might have been unnerving to some, but with Lance, it just seemed to fit.

[miraphoenix]

((*well))

Uncurling slightly as Alex stopped playing, Chimere wiped the tears from her eyes, sighing deeply. "You didn't have to stop playing, you know," she whispered, voice as soft as thistledown. "You're really good at playing flute. Where did you learn? I've never heard someone like you before who wasn't in some professional music school... It's like the instrument is a natural extension of yourself..."

"And for that I am thankful. I don't want to scare you; you're really quite nice," Inle replied with a slight, genuine smile. "Now, if you'll excuse me. There's a new boy whose behaviour is driving me up the wall." Getting up from her seat, she stalked over to the new boy in the room, taking in the strange bruise-flames on his arms, wondering if he did some kind of weird drug that did that to him as a side-effect. Realizing that she was rather short next to him, she growled softly, then looked him in the eyes, letting the full macabre weight her eyes held settle on him. "If you would kindly relax and wait your turn, boy, I'm sure our teacher would be happy to help you," she said, her quiet voice holding an undeniable air of menace. "But you're bothering me with your behaviour. And I don't like being annoyed..."

[Moonlit Dream]

Alex was glad as he saw that Chimere was uncurling slightly, but felt a little guilty again for some reason as she saw her wiping tears from her eyes. At her questions, he shrugged a little, glad to be changing the subject. Grinning shyly at Chimere's statements, he shrugged a little as she asked him where he learned how to play flute. "I dunno... I guess I just, like, taught myself, y'know? It kinda came naturally to me. I don't know why," he said, totally truthfully, but very flirtatiously and quite proudly.

Turning slightly as some girl came over to him and immediately seemed to hate him for some reason, Lance tilted his head. "Aam? Does anyone like being annoyed, girl?" Seeing as how she didn't seem to want to know his name nor use it, Lance decided to play it her way. Finding her amusing in some strange way, Lance decided that he could grow to like this girl if she decided to warm up a little later on. His own grey eyes examining hers quizzically, he didn't seem to be overly bothered by the ferocity of them, his own eyes sparked with an evident curiosity.