Henna looked back down the hall then up at the door, she had finally made it. It had taken her so long to get here and now that she had gotten to the door she wasnÂ’t sure if this is what she wanted. What if the school didnÂ’t like her if she didnÂ’t like the school? So many thoughts came rushing though her head as she leaned up against the wall gazing at her cute black shoes. Then she heard the sound of the manÂ’s besides her breathing and looked up at him. <span style='color:orange'>Are you all right?</span> She said feeling concern for the man who had helped her out twice in the same day.
<span style='color:purple'>I will be in a minute.</span> he said, his breathing beggining to slow already as he got up from the wall a little. He walked to the door and pushed it open. <span style='color:purple'>Well, here we are.</span> He stepped inside and held the door for henna and mousey.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>sorry I haven't been posting, wether has been against me, and yesterday the library closed do to a serius gass leak in the area</td></tr></table> Mousey walked through the door, giving the proffessor a grateful smile. <span style='color:blue'>thank you proffessor, sir</span> she said kindly before entering. [OOC]my brain is dead, so sorry if I'm doing something stupid right now, I mean no offence by it. :unsure:
Henna looked at the clock on the wall, great she was half an hour late and her dress was covered in dust. Dropping her trench coat to the floor she began dusting off her most prized design. It was simple yet elegant, seductive yet classy all at the same time. It embodied everything Rom was. She straightened her hair a bit and looked at the professor. <span style='color:orange'> How do I look? I am already late so I have to make my first impression make it so they cannot help but enroll me right off the bat.</span> She tried to smile a bit but her stomach was tied in so many knots it felt like she was about to explode all over the hall way.
He handed Henna a small water bottle <span style='color:purple'>Take a sip,</span> he insisted <span style='color:purple'>It will help.</span> The bottle contained not water but a small mixture of a few plant's nectar.
Henna looked at the bottle and shrugged, couldnÂ’t really hurt much. She smiled and took the bottle from his hand and took a small swig. Tasted horrible but most of the best medicines did, she smiled at him and handed it back. After a few deep breaths Rom picked up her stuff and turned to enter the office. <span style='color:orange'>Thanks for all your help, I really apprecÂ…i..ateÂ…Â….</span> Henna eyes clouded over a bit and she feel backwards luckily on her bag of clothes cushioning her landing. And there she laid a mass of orange hair in a mess around her, what was left of her left ear twitching a bit.
Mousey looked over her shoulders in time to see the girl fall. <span style='color:blue'>OH NO!</span> she said in shock, running out of the office and to her head to speak in her ear, <span style='color:blue'>Are you alright? please, say someting, what happened?</span>
Civthik walked up to Henna and picked her up. He slung her over his shoulder and as he walked into the office, he set her down gently on a bench.
Mousey ran over to where the proffessor had put Henna. <span style='color:blue'>Is she gonna be okay proffessor, sir?</span> She asked in worry.
Flashback’s of childhood memories pranced and fluttered there way though Henna’s brain. Everything was in here, even all those moments no one can really remember. Like Henna remembered her first real solid food, her first word, the first time she laughed at the funny faces her family made at her. In her dream she grew up faster and she aged years in just a couple minutes. She then remembered walking to the store for candy for the first time and making her first friend out side the family. Even her first childhood sweetheart. She remembers how they spend hours playing together; he was even her first real “kiss". With out knowing it Henna’s body started reenacting on of her fondest memories. She slowly raised her hand and placed it on the back of Civthik’s neck and pulled his head closer to his. Her lips formed the pucker only a small child who had never actually kissed anyone makes, somewhat resembling a fish. She panted her lips against his for a few moments then released him. As soon as the kiss ended so did the memories and soon the bad ones started forming. Rom started thrashing back and forth on the bench as trying to fight out a fictional threat, soon screams followed as the recollection of the horrible night continued.
<span style='color:purple'>She'll be fi-ne!!!</span> His words stopped abruptly as Henna pulled him down to kiss her. He strained but his arms were trapped. <span style='color:purple'>These are the times you wish you had wings</span> he thought and cursed himself audibly. When she had released him, he stood, looking down at her incredously before wiping his mouth. As she began to spasm, he placed a hand upon her shoulder and tried to hold her still to the bench.
Mousey stared wide eyed as Henna kissed the proffessor. <span style='color:blue'>Wow</span> She said, <span style='color:blue'>I never thought that anyone would have the guts to do that to a proffessor. Awake or not.</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Aha, and I appear. :]</td></tr></table> Hart Demori had over on the other side of the building, sitting in on a class so that she could more fully appraise one of her staff members. This was actually a rather typical thing for the wizened principal, so the senior teachers were well aware that it meant very little in regards to how well they were doing. Now, the appraisals that came in did matter, it was just that they didn't feel stressed to act any specific way. Often, Demori popped in without warning, though, and settled in at the back, where she wasn't noticed for a few minutes. It worked, usually, and today had been particularly successful. She was pleased. Her pleasure didn't last beyond the corridor into the office, though, as she looked in to see the strangest sight. At first, it just looked like a professor and a student kissing, in full view of another of her school's pupils. She just gaped in shock, then recognized the prone girl's closed eyes and spasms. The screams were a hint, too, that this was no immoral hookup. The 'dragon dropped her papers carelessly on the floor and walked swiftly over to the professor and the spasming 'dragon. Her eyes turned swiftly toward Mousey, though, and she spoke quietly to the observer. "I need you to go get the first aid kit that is in the nurse's office. It's right around the corner, you can't miss it." Demori said, turning her head back to Rom and Prof. Civthik. "What happened?" Plainly stated, as she shifted her feet and moved to help secure the spasming newcomer, making sure to lift the girl's head up a bit to keep her airways clear.
Totally unattached from the world Henna began to relive on of her worst nightmares. She had spent years repressing these memories but now they came back to her with out her permission. It was worse then a nightmare, as Rom didnÂ’t know she was really asleep. She began thrashing more vigorously epically at the pressure of CivthikÂ’s touch and tried the best she could to get away it.
<span style='color:purple'>She just collapsed after a gave her a little of my nectar to help calm her as she was in a frenzy of her interview.</span> he said as both he and Demori tried to keep the spazing girl from hurting herself. <span style='color:purple'>She wasn't like this at first but she suddenly reached up and kissed me and then begun her spazms.</span>
Mousey nodded as the orders were given to her and, without questioning, she ran to retrieve the first aid kit in the nurse's office. Mousey came back as quickly as she could, pulling the first aid kit. <span style='color:blue'>Here it is</span> she said, panting from dragging it. Her small legs trying to give way.
Hart shook her head and moved positions, tails moving to wrap themselves around the girl, though she wasn't sure what they could do beyond stabilizing the spasming youngster. At the professor's words, her eyes grew cloudy for a moment, before she spoke in reply. "Nectar... what sort of nectar? It could be an allergic reaction." She replied, wanting to know not merely what plant made the nectar, but if it could somehow cause this. It was the sort of thing a professor like him was he expected to know. As Mousey returned, she smiled gently at the student and pulled a hand over to take the first aid kit. "Thank you, dear. Now what I need you to do is just sit down and relax. Everything is going to be fine." Normally, Hart would have the newcomer escorted elsewhere, but she couldn't risk it right now. If either of them let go, then things could get far more troublesome than they wanted. So Mousey needed to be strong, for now. Her eyes turned urgently back to Civthik. She needed to know what kind of nectar it was.
Finally she fell limp from exhaustion; tears ran down her face dragging her freshly applied make up with it. After a few moments of just laying there she fell peacefull sleep, slightly snoring her face still damp from the tears. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>i am honestly dead today sorry crappy post</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:purple'>Truthfully it was only hymai nectar, i wouldn't have imagined it was cause such a problem in anyone. I use it only to stabilize myself when i feel jumpy or nervous.</span> he relaxed his grip on Henna as she ceased her spazms.
Mousey nodded to show that she understood and sat down on the very spot she was standing, hoping that Henna would turn out ok. She couldn't imagine what she would do if she lost a friend the day she met her.
