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Malea saw the thief girl leave, and walked over to the girl that was alone. "umm...sorry about that." She said to her, blushing a little. "I was only trying to have fun. I'm Malea, whats your name?"

Elily looked up at Iaran, putting down the small piece of toast she had left. Her eyes grew a little brighter, as she spoke.

'Didn't you hear? They're going to be announced right after breakfast! Let's cast our bets and see who made it!' Elily's mood was getting better by the moment. She wanted to speak some more, but was cut off by a high-pitched voice which made her flinched.

'Well, well, well. Didn't you hear? Only one student from each job made it!'

Elily narrowed her eyes. None other than Dila. Dila was a tall, rather pretty girl (and that made her popular with the guys) with long, black wavy hair which she let down. She was a gunner, and always found some reason to compete with Elily. Elily knew she was nowhere near as pretty, or probably as powerful as Dila, so she tried to keep out of Dila's way as much as possible.

Dila was one of the candidates who made it to the final test, with time to spare. She bragged and boasted all week that the final test was no hard task, and that she would probably get in. Elily knew that she probably had no chance with Dila in the running. But that wasn't going to stop her from getting annoyed that Dila was putting her down.

'One student from every job!' Dila repeated. 'And that's not going to be you!' she jabbed her finger in Elily's direction.

'Who'd expect you'd have a chance, dear, when you barely made it out of the final test ALIVE?!' she jeered on. Elily's violet eyes flamed.

'I DO know, and I admit that I probably didn't get through...but who's to think you got in? Leave. Me. Alone.' Two silver guns pointed into Dila's face.

Dila's confident smile faltered, as her smug look vanished. She turned away, trying to regain what was left of her ego.

'We'll see. After breakfast, I'll be the one having the last laugh." With that, Dila stalked off, leaving Elily in her seat, blinking in a blur. She lowered her guns. Had she been too rough? Too harsh?

Elily lowered her gaze and stuffed her toast into her mouth, clearing her plate. She hated to be laughed at, and she knew that was what she would be facing after breakfast. Her hand groped for a napkin, and brought it up to her lips, wiping any toast crumbs away neatly.

[It's pronounced as Deeluh by the way. Breakfast is finishing soon...dum de dum...]

Menai glared stonily after Dila, and wished wistfully that she could attack her. Sighing, she turned back to Elily.

"We'll be seeing if she's so snobbish after the results are announced," Menai growled, "I saw her trip at least twice during the second-to-last test, I bet she was suffering."

Menai then wondered whether it would count against a gunner to trip. She herself had done what she felt was her limit in the test - she could extend herself no further. Yet she was proud of doing so well for her own standards, she didn't feel as if she had been chosen.

Iaran glared at Dila, her fingers itched near her daggers and her eyes blazed merrily. When Dila walked away Iaran whispered to Elily, "I'll be right back, I have some business to attend to, why don't you go over to Karmina in the corner over there? She seems really nice..."

Iaran walked after Dila, then she 'accidentaly' bumped into her, "Oops, I didn't see you there, sorry dear." Dila glared at her, "What do you want? You're that loud giggly chic that hangs with Smelily aren't you?" Iaran smirked, and held up a pink fluffy rabbit she had been hiding behind her back.

Dila's eyes narrowed, "Where'd you get that?" she demanded, Iaran smirked again, "You should know, it's yours after all!" Dila's eyes narrowed futher, "How dare you insult me like that!"

By this time, a crowd had gathered around the two. Iaran smiled sweetly, "I guess you won't mind if I pull of it's head then?" she held up the rabbit, her hand raised to rip it's head off. "No, Mr Wuggles!" Dila lunged for the rabbit and snatched it out of Iaran's hands.

Iaran began laughing as she walked away, "So it was yours, how embarassing!" She began to walk through the crowd then turned around suddenly, "By the way, it's loud giggly theif chic..." then she walked off to the table, Dila fuming behind her.

When she arrived back at the table with Karmina at it, she burst out laughing.

((Sorry, I had to get back at Dila, lol, Mr Wuggles. Oh and will breakfast please end, this is taking ages....))

Elily, who had been watching the entire scenario, couldn't help grinning widely, her eyes merry with joy. You could always count on Iaran for humour or fun. That certainly served Dila right, but then she really didn't want to think of what would happen to Iaran next. Dila had a constant vicious thirst for revenge, and whoever who got in her way would suffer for their entire school life. Elily wished she hadn't snap back and sort of humiliated Dila, that faithful day, one year ago. She didn't like to talk about it, and nobody ever asked.

Name: Aclite
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Are you a plot-helper or human?: Plot-Helper
Specie: Turie
Looks: A tall famale who is draped in white torn cloth. Her hair is hidden under a what shwal that covers all of her head execpt her eyes. They are a light blue.
Personality: Very secretive, calm and knowlegable.
Other: She helps the group in secret, nothing much is known about her.
Anything else?: Turie

[There's been quite a few time-warps so I'd suggest people save any important posts. Me, I'm typing shorter.]

Karmina blinked as she automatically took the blue vial from Iaran. "But Iaran - " she was about to say when the vial flew out of her hand. Woah, she thought. I hope that doesn't spill... what's in that thing? She edged a little back into her seat, eyeing the vial warily. These potions could not be trusted, especially if you didn't have any.

"Iaran," she tried again, but the bubbly girl had darted away to Elily. She bit her lip, gazing steadily at the vial as if it would burst open any moment (which it well could). Not once did she take her eyes off, but she did hear the scenes that consisted of Dila, Elily and Iaran. Life at this school could sometimes be really quite amusing.

But the vial was still on the table so she did not dare move. Would someone who knew about potions never come?

Serves me right for opting to do full time singing and dancing, she thought.

[Alright. I'll keep that in mind.]

Elily glanced over at Karmina, putting away the Dila incident to the back of her mind. Iaran had said Karmina was nice. Was she sociable? Elily certainly hoped so. But still, Iaran had managed to chat a little with Karmina a while ago, so that meant Karmina wasn't totally a loner. Elily stood up, and wanted to walk to Karmina, but then was almost knocked down by a sudden mini-wave of students who got up from their tables suddenly and made their hasted exit. Elily scrambled to maintain her balance. She stood up on tip-toe. The group of eager students were following a couple of proffessors...

...huh? The Selected Squad results!

That had to be it. Elily put off her earlier plan to approach Karmina. Maybe she could talk to her later. But for now she had to follow the students to the Grand Hall, where important announcements were usually made. Stealing a last glance at Karmina, Elily hoped she remembered to approach the Songstress. She turned to Menai.

'Come on, let's go to the Grand Hall! This must be it.'

Menai nodded with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. As she stood up, her hand knocked over her glass of orange juice, but she hardly noticed as she stepped in to join the group of people, gesturing for Elily to follow. She felt slightly sick. Did she really want to know who had been selected?

Iaran ran up to Karmina, "Oh my gosh!" she squealed, "The results! Come on, let's go over to Elily, I can't wait to find out who got in, even if I didn't!" She bounced on her toes and she tried to see over the crowd of people, her quick eyes soon found Elily standing next to another girl.

Who's that other girl again? I think her name was.... Menai! That's it Iaran grinned happily before grabbing Karmina's hand and dragging her over to Elily and Menai. "Hey, guys, let's push through this crowd, I wanna see if any of us made it!"

Practically dragging the three girls behind her, Iaran pushed her way to the front of the crowd. Two professors stood chairs, both were holding a list in their hands. "Oh my gosh! This is so exciting!" Iaran squealing merrily.

((.:Glass Miracle:. i'll give you the honours....))

Menai looked green, and she knew it. She could already imagine how disappointed she would be if she hadn't made it. And there was quite a bit chance she hadn't made it. She didn't want to hear who had made it. But what if she had been selected? Menai didn't know whether to clamp her hands over her ears or not.

Seeing Menai's nervousness, Iaran pulled her into a friendly hug. "Don't worry, it doesn't matter whether we get in or not! Just think happy thoughts!"

Then Iaran squealed slightly and awaited the results.....

Surprised by the hug as Menai was, she couldn't help feeling slightly happier at Iaran's words.

Think happy thoughts... she thought to herself. What happy thoughts? She couldn't think of anything that could make her really happy... except being chosen. She imagined one of the proffesors, calling out her name. Yes, that would truly bring her into the seventh heaven of delight.

[Btw, the losing of posts has been explained by SL's post in announcements. We don't have to save our posts anymore...]

(*Hums* Backtrack, backtrack.)

Mina watched as Iaran continued to talk to the Loner Girl. She had responded! How unusual... Mina thought, making a mental note. That was, perhaps, the first time she had ever seen the Loner Girl speak to anyone, with the exception of maybe one of the professors.

What happened next shocked Mina. Iaran was sitting down at the table. They were carrying on a conversation! Mina's mouth hung open slightly. This was not happening.

Or maybe it was. They were carrying on a conversation now, and looked like they were enjoying themselves. Mina narrowed her eyes. Hmph. She thought, gulping down some water. We'll see how long this lasts. After all, who could possibly stand to put up with Iaran for such a long time?

But Mina was wrong. They sat together for quite a while, before Iaran excused herself and hurried over to say something to Elily. Mina turned back to her toast, trying to keep her eyes down. If she saw little miss Social Butterfly do one more brave, kind, or decent thing, she was most definitely going to puke.

But that wasn't the end of it. Mina saw another girl, Dila, walk up to Elily after long. Evidently they were having quite a row, because Mina could hear their voices rising over the clatter and conversation of the rest of the hall. It ended when Elily took out her guns and jabbed them in Dila's face. Dila, apparently scared, stalked off to the other end of the hall.

Mina watched Iaran as she walked over to where Dila now was. Listening to their conversation, which soon turned quite angry, Mina found out that Iaran had stolen some kind of stuffed animal toy from Dila. She watched as Dila snatched back the toy from Iaran, her face flushed. Iaran simply laughed.

Ugh. Mina thought, rolling her eyes for the second time that day as Iaran paraded back to the Loner Girl's table. Great. Now she thinks she's some hero just because she went and stood up to Dila. Big shot. She finished her toast, trying not to think of this girl who had just gone from hyper brat to bigheaded brat.

That was when Mina noticed that the tables were slowly starting to empty. Everyone was getting up, and a rather large crowd of students had begun to form around two of the professors. Everyone was whispering, and Mina heard a thread of conversation. Something about Selected Squad results.

... Selected Squad results! That was the first time Mina thought about them ever since the intense tasks they had to complete several weeks ago. She remembered being so utterly worried that she wouldn't make it, and she had tried hard to think of anything else, hardly being able to bear thinking about what the results would be.

Her heart sank. That was why she had forgotten about them. She hadn't wanted to think about them. She still didn't want to. She knew she wasn't going to make it, she was positive she wasn't going to make it. After how she did on the final test, there was no way...

And yet somehow, Mina managed to get up and timidly make her way over to where everyone else was standing. She was going to have to find out sometime what the results were. She... She would listen to see if any of her friends got on the list, that was all...