The Academy of Espionage discussion

(RP ONLY)

Thalia walked in the garden and admired the flowers.

Sadie walked out, sitting down on a bench.

Thalia waved at Sadie.

Sadie walked over to Thalia. "Who are you?"

Charlot stood in the garden, she had a list of plants projected from a bracelet on her left wrist. “Hmmm, lavender,” she says, “Where is that!?” She searches.

Charlot sat on the floor, she had an entire lab basically set out infront if her. She carefully drops in, to drips of crushed lavender and a few other types of plants. She turns on a boiler underneath one of the bikes, this heats of the liquid making change to a deep green.

Charlot was nodding her head to music, she had on violet headphones and all other sounds were drowned out. She looks up at her projected screen, it had every calculation she had made on it. She jumps up from the floor and runs across the Garden. Grabbing a small leaf of one of the plants labeled, “Poisonous” she walks back to her station.

((awww Charlot is so cuteeeee))

((I love that Charlot is just sitting there in the garden and making poisonous serums and no one is concerned lol))

(I mean like Evangaline wants to murder her, got to keep on top of things)

((yeah XD))

Meredith walked to the gardens, sitting down by the fountain.

Lizzie {Liz S.} wrote: "((I love that Charlot is just sitting there in the garden and making poisonous serums and no one is concerned lol))"

((oh yess haha))

((welp, I gtg))

"Elizabeth..." Meredith started, beckoning her over.

"I have to tell you something," Meredith said in a pained voice, shifting uneasily. "I, um. I...Ican'tbefriendswithyouandI'msososososorryit'sallbecauseofthestupidrule." It all came tumbling out before she could explain herself. She took a breath. "It's because of...the ISO. You work for the FBI, and the ISO decided to sponsor me," she said breathlessly, so different from her usually calm demeanor. "And so being friends or having any links with the FBI is considered traitorism."

"I couldn't refuse!" Meredith said furiously. "Do you know what they would've done to me if I had said no?!" She felt her knives at the ready, but was determined not to hurt Elizabeth if she didn't have to.

"It's not. But I really can't do anything. Unless you want me to die, that's fine too," Meredith said bitterly.

((gtg, be back tomorrow!))

Charlot has taken out her headphones, she had been watching the entire scene play out. But now she was curious, ‘What is this organization?’ She wonders.

Meredith was stung. Her best friend, for years, wanted her dead? All because of friendship issues? How can you be so selfish...? "You must not be a very good friend if you'd rather me be dead," she said, trying to act indifferent.

Meredith walked out to the gardens, sitting down next to a bush of flowers.

Alayna walked out, blinking. She didn't really remember most of...yesterday. She had a few scratches on her arms though. That was weird.

"Lay," Meredith said hesitantly. "Are...you okay?"

"Yeah," Lay shrugged, tugging back her messy red-gold hair. She wasn't used to talking about this...her parents had kept her hidden away. She knew why, but that couldn't have happened. Right?

"You sure...?" Meredith's bright reddish orange hair gleamed in the sunlight, like a gem catching the light. She stood the slightest bit farther away from Lay than she usually did.

"What happened?" Alayna frowned, golden eyes catching Meredith. "I mean...did I..." Nothing looked destroyed, and Meredith was alive. What else could she have done?

(Ayla?)

((oops lol I didn't see this))

"Did you what?" Meredith frowned. "I mean...you did go crazy on me."

"Shit," Alayna hissed, shockingly vicious for someone who seemed so small. A reminder that she wasn't nearly as sweet or little as she looked. "What happened?"

"We were in the entrance. Basically, you came down, and then started clawing and trying to tear me apart like a maniac," Meredith recalled, seemingly indifferent.

"Oh, God," Lay muttered, closing her eyes. This was why she'd been sent here in the first place - how many of her parents' vacation homes had she destroyed, how many people had gone 'missing' during one of her...fits?

((I gtg, sorry! we can continue tomorrow))

(hi)

((Lol I always forget though.))

"What happened?" Meredith asked, frowning slightly.

"I don't know, that's what I was asking you," Alayna exclaimed, frustrated. "I don't know what I did." Well, she did in a sense. But she didn't want to acknowledge the damage she'd done - and besides, the building was still standing and Meredith was alive.

(Ayla?)

“Has that happened before?” Meredith pressed.

"I..." Lay hesitated, not looking up. Her red-gold hair tumbled around her face, more loose than in its braid.

Meredith pursed her lips. "You can tell me, you know. It's not like I'm going to freak out on you. I don't freak out."

"Yeah, well I do," Alayna snapped, her golden eyes flaring up toward Meredith's. "And apparently, when I do, people go missing and houses get destroyed!" her voice rose, her small form tense and angry.

(she still has a knife doesn't she)

Meredith's face softened with sympathy. "Hey. It's not your fault, you know that?"

((yes...))

"What, my being crazy or the people I've killed?" Lay said bitterly.

"Both. You know you can't control it," Meredith replied.

"What if I could? It's not like I've tried," Alayna pointed out.

"True," Meredith acknowledged. "But it also doesn't seem like you can. Maybe I'm wrong. Would you try, next time it happens, if you could?"