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Full Name;;Amara Kain
Age;; Nineteen
Gender;;Female
Date of Birth;;August Twenty-Third
Role;;The Co-Leader
Family;;Marie Kain (mother)
Peter Kain (brother)
Alexander Kain (father)

Crush;;n/a
Looks;;Small Athletic build,
Five foot three inches,
one-hundred and ten pounds,
brunette, chocolate brown eyes,
olive/tanned skin.
The Goods;;Bold, Loving, Happy, Tactical
The Bads;;Arrogant,Judgmental, Loud, Jealous
Likes;;The sun, Animals
people, water
Dislikes;;darkness, the cold,
bugs, dirt
Fears;; spiders, small spaces

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Sex; Female
Species; Roc
Colorings; White, black underbelly
Traits Cautious
Loving
Trusting
Strong
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--Roc--
Mood;; Curious
Location;;Museum
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Tags;;Chelsea

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Amara rested her head on the side of the window as the bus slowed to a stop outside the shabby museum. She wasn't to excited about a field trip, but she went anyways, hoping to find something to pass the time. Perhaps bossing a few sophomores around might make her feel better, but she highly doubted this. As the teacher stood and counted the students she laughed inside, she looked ridiculous to her and was going about things all in the wrong way. If Amara were that teacher, she would have kept everyone in line easily, 'its called intimidation' she thought as the students began to rise and shuffle awkwardly off the bus.

It was gloomy looking as they walked inside the large building, following the peppy little tour guide into the first exhibit. As the guide let the students roam free she tried her hardest to stiffen an giggle, 'idiot, these kids are like wild animals without a leader.' she thought once more as she broke from the hoard of teenagers running a muck in the room. She had seen a few familiar faces so far, but none that really interested her in chatting with.

"Well, might as well look around." she said allowed as her eyes browsed over the many boring exhibits, stopping short when she came across the oddly shaped and colored eggs. They were intriguing, and honestly she could feel herself being pulled towards them as if some hidden force had been yanking her on a chain. Pushing past the crowds of hormonal pre-teens she finally was before them, her eyes locked into place upon the white and black colored egg that sit before her. To her dismay, she was not alone, Chelsea happened to have noticed the lovely eggs as well, staring at a wonderfully colored slate blue egg.

Honestly, Amara wasn't very fond of this girl, her witty attitude and sarcastic demeanor just got under Amara's skin. She eyed her from the corner of her eye, not about to make conversation with the girl, but slightly intrigued as to what she would do next. To be honest she hoped she would just move, go somewhere else, but sadly it seemed the same unknown force that pulled her, must have been pulling Chelsea as well....

[Gratefultritone]

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lonnie
male
gryphon
reasonable
near eggs

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Lonnie wandered around the museum aimlessly for quite a few minutes, every now and then pretending to scan some of the plaques near the artifacts and paintings telling what they are. He couldn't seem to keep focused on much, his mind wandering every few moments. Nothing could seem to anchor him to anything for more than a few seconds so he finally gave up and walked in relative circles around the cave-man exhibit.

Lonnie was on his fourth slow lap around when he noticed a look nook he hadn't tried to see and read what it was yet. There were two other girls crowded around it, and they seemed vaguely familiar, though he couldn't place any names. He wondered if it would be strange to walk up, the awkwardness in him starting to peak out. His curiosity overcame his need to be socially acceptable and he walked over, immediately drawn to the glass, his face so close his nose almost touched the glass. 'And you were worried about walking up? Might as well be kissing the glass your that close, back up!'

His own thoughts sort of startled him out of the trance, and he read the plaque. Lonnie seemed to be able to focus on this one a little bit more than any of the other's he had attempted to read within the course of the day thus far. One egg kept drawing his eye, and he ended up staring at it for at least a minute before shaking it off. He looked at the other two who were still also around and he wondered if he was the only one feeling strange. Too worried about the eggs he just turned back to them and wondered if he could figure out why they were making him feel this way.

[temporalGuardian]

A l e x a n d e r (Alex) T r u e f e a t h e r
Naive ✧ 17 ✦ Tags: A bunch of random classmates ✧ Mood: Shy, out of place, intrigued
{"A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance."~King Solomon}

As Alex casually walked along near the middle of the large group of his classmates a small but rowdy bunch of older boys pushed their way through the pack, elbowing Alex repeatedly in the process. He nervously stepped aside, feeling suddenly very shy, and quietly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, my mistake," even though it wasn't his fault. One of the boys turned back, snorted at Alex, rolled his eyes, then shoved the smaller boy away so he nearly crashed into one of the exhibits.
Alex caught his balance just in time and barely avoided knocking over a fragile archaeopteryx skeleton. He backed away carefully until he was a few steps away from the rest of his classmates, then turned around and slowly walked away between the many rows of exhibits. Although Alex had never been to this particular museum before, he almost instinctively found his way back to a glass-covered rack of rounded objects that would have looked a bit like large eggs if they hadn't been all sorts of abnormal colours. Alex noticed that three other people were also looking at the eggs and was about to turn around again when one of the objects in the glass case caught his eye. It was a shiny, pearly white egg with hundreds of shades of various colours dancing across its delicate silky white surface, making it look like it had little rainbows bouncing around all over it. Alex ignored the two people and crept closer to the glass until his hands were pressed to the smooth surface just a few inches away from the egg. He gazed at the egg with rapt attention until he felt like he would never be able to look away before whispering, "It looks like the northern lights. Like the Aurora Borealis. Like the Aurora."

[Nocturnal Creatures]

|| Chelsea Kairen || 19 || Female || Braycaryn the Hippogriff || Tagged; Alex, Lonnie and Amara ||

I am quick to notice that I am not the only person who has taken interest in the eggs, three other people have also gathered around. I don't really know any of them personally but I think that their names are Amara, Lonnie and Alex, I don't know I didn't really speak to many of the people at my school. I hear Alex mutter about one of the eggs looking like the northern lights and glance at the one he is referring to, he isn't wrong. I look up and see that most of the other members of our school group are fairly spread out, I spot a couple over at the Revolutionary War era stuff and I roll my eyes thankful that I haven't been dragged over there. Still I feel a pull, a sort of magnetism pulling me towards the eggs, I am drawn to them and why I don't know. I sigh and turn my back on them, rubbing my face in my hands as if trying to wake myself up from a dream.

The others all seemed to be equally drawn towards them, or at least I think they do, do they? I didn't know, maybe I was just making vague speculations, I probably was, reading more into the situation than what actually existed. I look around the museum, trying to see if there is anything else that peaks my interest but I struggle to find even a shred of anything interesting.

[IWannaBeAFarmer]

Sébastien had leaned against the wall of the building, sticking to the shadows of the corner, near the front of the museum. Stay hidden and all will be forgotten, today the teacher are occupied by other students. He shifted uncomfortably, heaving his rucksack over the over shoulder; a large, bright red back, finely woven with strong cotton, large enough to sneak in a large stone; or, a skull. He had waited for the crowd to fade, and knew that the majority of the expedition had melted down into a different section of the museum. A smug grin spread on his face, and he had had pushed away from the wall, whistling a tune as he slipped his hands into his pockets, examining each exhibit. He eyed the sabre-toothed tiger in the centre of the room, and her stood right in front of its bared fangs, pulling his own face while roaring at the feline skeleton. A boyish giggle, and he moved on, slinking into the shadows, until he stood in front of a glass cabinet. His face became serious, eyes wide, as he zoned out into his own world. Eight items were nestled inside, finely carved stones, but one demanded his attention. His fingertips were hooked on the corners of the case, curling into talons, and he gazed into the glass; a dark coloured shell, a deep purple-red, like wine, a demonic kind of buzz to its complexion, a dull shine. He pulled back, glancing at other students; what were their names? They weren't the popular kids, for sure, and he guessed that they were just faceless figures he would often walk past in halls. He rested an elbow on the edge of the cabinet, cocking an eyebrow as he stared at Chelsea, a smirk on his face, the tips of his canines showing. ‘’Hey,’’ He purred, laughing casually as he nodded in regards to Alex, Lonnie and Amara.

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