Passing The Time... With Bricks
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She walked with grace, the soft scent of sakura petals emitting from her form. She had been in the Sakura Forest, looking for ditchers, and after finding none, she had decided to head back to the school. It was her break period, but she was going to use it to make sure that everything around the school was going well. Since the incident at lunch with the Yukimura twins, she was stressed out about keeping order upon Shinjitsu.
At first, her dark eyes didn't even spot Marco. They were looking at the brick wall in horror at the sight of nearly half of the bricks having some white mark in chalk on them. Student Council President Areku brought her hands to her mouth as she looked around for the troublemaker who did this. When she spotted the other third year, she let out a sigh of frustration.
"Bartulovitch." was all she said, the boy's last name rolling off her tongue so easily, as if it were the easiest name in the world to say.
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Marco looked up from his bricks with blank eyes "Magic?" He said slowly "You shouldn't say things like that, They might hear you..." He trailed off and looked back to the ground "Heh... heh heh... They might just swoop down and take you just for talking to me" Marco was talking to himself now "Have you seen yet? Have you noticed? So many students are missing."
Marco had noticed soon after his meeting with Yaku. The disappearance of students, some of them he knew to be, somewhat mystical the others he was simple assuming they were, or simply knew to much. Then his paranoia started, he started to train his body and mind day and night. His one playful mood turned to scared and skeptic of anyone who came near him. This eventually turned to a feeling of hopelessness, Marco stopped hearing Cirics voice in his head, only little bits of Cirics thoughts came through to him ever now and then, and they were so quiet that they seemed to be his own thoughts. Marco still found it hard to keep his thoughts confined to his head, so he still blurted out everything.
"So many students, children..." he said softly scratching the next brick "Just because they are different"
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