Winter Dorm 102

ooc: If any other Winter House students want to just pop in, be my guest. Literally. ;D

ic: Since she had arrived late last night around 12:30 AM, Jackie didn't have the chance to properly greet her new roommates. She woke up early to cook them all breakfast; eggs, bacon, sausage, and pancakes. Even a side of orange juice without the pulp.

After all, Jackie wanted to make a good impression.

Lance groaned at the smell of food that filled the dorms. He seemed to be the only guy in his dorm. He stretched and sat upright in his bed with a slight yawn. He pulled off his covers to reveal him in a pair of grey sweatpants and shirtless. After giving up on looking for his slippers he left his little bed area and went into the kitchen "Mmm smells amazing." He walked to a small little couch and crashed perfectly face down across the whole couch.

Well then, an unexpected surprise. Laying comfortably in her bed in a very cute and innocent like manner, surrounded by numerous false flowers delicately crafted by hand by a special person and an adorable teddy bear wrapped around her arms, the soft smell of delectable meals never really woke her up. She was always really undisturbed by such things, but the voice of someone else clicked in her ears. Slowly rising from her bed, she was sitting on her knees, legs stretched apart as the teddy bear was in one hand, the other, rubbing her eye that was uncovered. Letting out a soft yawn and putting the plushie on the bed, carefully folding her blanket and arranging her pillows, and crossing over the flowers gently before wondering whether it would be best to use them as décor. It'd get tedious to try not to damage them each morning, and what if she fell off the bed? That'd not end very well... Maybe her room mates wouldn't mind flower bouquets and the like around. It'd be nice and pleasant with a touch of Winter to make it perfect.

Still in her sleepwear, which was a simple white dress [underwear], Lamia got up drowsily and walked over to the kitchen, barely noticing the others, swaying around dizzily, before looking up, saying, "A-a...ah........ G-g...good morning, Kearn." Well, she still hadn't exactly gotten used to being in a different dorm as home since they've lived together their whole life and had rooms right next to each other - some cases where they slept together as children - but nonetheless, she didn't make a very smart mistake. Mistakes are mistakes, though.

"Good morning you two." As always her voice made her seem bored even though she was far from it. Flicking off the stove she scraped the last of the eggs onto one of the four plates on the table. "I hope you're all hungry. I made plenty for everyone; there's even seconds."



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Lance raised his left hand over the couch to acknowledge his roomates greeting. He stood back up and went to the table and tapped the table to get a good view of where his silverware were. "Smells amazing." He repeated again and he took a bite ignoring everyone in the room. His face lit up as he finished swallowing and he started to inhale the food. "This is amazing!"

Food...? What...? That wasn't Kearn talking - there were one too many voices and didn't seem to be the right personality. Rubbing her eye again to make sure she wasn't dreaming, Lamia drowsily looked up to see the two with a meal. If they were at home, it would've been Lamia's turn to cook breakfast, even if it was something simple, but... It didn't feel right to have someone cook on her rotation. She simply wasn't used to it. However, eggs... To be honest, she was allergic to them, so it was avoided whenever possible since the reaction to it was very... severe. Since she was so tired though, the time thief didn't really see that it was an egg before seating down and giving a nod of acknowledgement and gratitude before grabbing the utensils to eat. As soon as she picked up a piece though, it was obvious that she felt a bit sick.

Her breathing was shortened and she suddenly felt light-headed. The color of her pale skin gained a slightly blue tint from the lack of oxygen suddenly disappearing, and... She collapsed on the floor shortly. Pain, a lot of pain. Before losing consciousness, Lamia could be heard coughing and trembling from hurt. If noted, it was required that she go to a hospital - immediately. She was one of those very few people with Anaphylaxis, and it was too severe to be ignored. It was a reason why she just had to avoid eggs, because it meant the need of immediate hospital care and it was just life-threatening. Have fun.

OOC;; Yes, sorry. I meant to give Lamia an allergy and this was just the perfect chance to add it in. ;v;

Just then, a knock came at the door. Of course, it was Lamia's twin brother, who had somehow felt like something was going to happen today. Being the over protective brother he was, Kearn always made an attempt to check on his sister when he could. Little did he know, that he was in fact needed at that exact moment of time. His silly sister was too lazy not to eat the eggs. And this is why he worries so much.


that twin connection

Lance heard the choking and bursted from his seat to open the do at the first knock. "Help!" He grabbed the person by the door gruesomely tossing the boy towards his sister. He was extremely strong for his thin build and very demanding, but what is he going to do when he is technically blind.

Jackie had thrown herself from her chair and was now all over Lamia. What was going on? Was she choking or something? That's when she noticed the small girls skin was tinted blue.

She was off the floor in one frantic motion. Phone. Where the was that goddamn phone- Aha! Finding it under the counter for some reason, she quickly swiped it up and punched in 9-1-1.

"--Thank you." She finished up the call and was right back to hovering over little Lamia. She didn't notice the other person that had been let in.

Kearn immediately recognized the smell as he stepped in. He had an allergy to eggs too, however, not as bad as his sister. Either way, he stayed away from eggs. He didn't like them anyways. They smelled bad, and had an awful after taste.

His eyes rested on his sister, a wave of panic almost swept Kearn off his feet. 'This is why I don't like to leave you alone!' He rushed forward, pulling off his left handed glove and heavy jacket as he did so. the clothes fell to the ground in a heap. But he didn't care. The blue haired boy rolled up his left sleeve, showing a pale arm, with glowing numbers. He rested his hand on his sister's forehead. His hand then began to glow, and beads of sweat ran down his forehead. "I'll have to give her some of my time until we can get her to the infirmary. As long as I am lending her my time, she should be fine. However, everyone has a limited amount of time, I won't last forever." The brother rambled to the other students.

He glanced at the others, his blue eyes filled with a mixture of panic, and urgency. "We need to hurry, help me carry her!" Without waiting for any reaction, Kearn kept his left hand pressed to her forehead, and looped his other arm around her back.

OOC;; Apologies if this comes off as a lame post.

IC;; Quietly laying on the ground, basically realizing what she had just eaten in, in shock that she had made such a stupid mistake. Why was she always so careless and just being a burden? Why did she even live for the only reason to just make others worry for no point when she was meant to just depend on them at any other given moment? Why did she cause pain for others...? Why? So many questions went through her head as she trembled from the fear, numb to the core, unable to move. Barely realizing what was going on around her at the moment, darkness seeping in as the Winter student struggled to stay awake. Everything was blurring and sounds became faint. Her life should be thrown away, so why does it seem like everyone wants to help someone so useless like her? Making mistakes only to wake up and remember the agonizing pain... Her mistake those years ago, lying alone in bed, with the company of her family and Calum, only to lose life from something so foolish, seeing the light again to find the one she wished to thank. Gone, the exact same day. Unfortunate life. Her life was a simple series of unfortunate events.

Listening, listening. A cry for help, the ring of a phone with urgency, a knock on the door, panic... From her own brother. Through her hazy vision, Lamia scarcely saw the glow of numbers from Kearn. She relied too much on him. He needed to be with her all the time, just to make sure she was alright. Was her life just that? To feed off others' lives and make them care? What... Was her reason to have a life? With the transfer slowly coming, the numbers on the clock decreasing from Kearn, her covered eye, glowing softly from the gain of time. She used him too much. "I-I'm... S-sorry for being useless..." The time thief's small voice growing short from exhaustion and inability to breath, the bare thought of speaking just quickening the reaction.

And with that. A small rise of her frail body as she felt his hand being placed gently on her forehead, soft, short breaths that grew weaker and slowly giving in to the draining strength. Really, it was almost like she lost any will to live at all at this point. She wasn't a strong person, she wasn't any good at anything, so... There was no purpose for her. Nothing. What use was it to heal her again? Death was more efficient and would succumb her pain in its soothing darkness. At least then, she'd find happiness somewhere. Tell me, which place in the living world gave her happiness?

As light as a feather, as weak as a newborn, as dependant as mother to child, Lamia wished, somehow, answers would come to her. Who can give them to her? Who at this point... Can? Possibly, Beata was to give those answers to her, but... Only one thing kept her wanting to stay alive now as she slowly made up her mind, fighting the blanket of black trying to cascade itself upon her. To become a stronger person. To become more confident in herself. And to help others as they've helped her for all those years. Most of all, to live life for both herself... And for Calum. To enjoy it for them both and to cherish it for them both. That small faint hope that she could accomplish something like that was slim, yet... Possible. It was all that kept her consciousness and soul alive.

Finally giving into the darkness to rest, Lamia silently and softly breathed her last breath before going into an unlikely sleep. Finally, learning the purpose she wished for. Finally finding the dreams she wished to have and her reason to live, to become stronger. This time, when she rose from death within her ressurection, she'll finally, finally be happier and be thankful for it. To not feel that pain to wake up and remember the hurt she felt that time. Although, uselessness had a price, it didn't mean... There was no purpose in it.

"Not gonna let you die. You can die when I say you can!" Lance grabbed the girl off the ground and helped the other boy carry her to the infirmary. He was sure to carry her evenly so that the boy can keep his hand on her forehead. He heard her heartbeat at this range. He saw the blood flow through her body as it rushed through her veins. He noticed that the girl had a weak figure and a dying pulse. Like she was giving up. As they neared the corner he felt the girls beat start to rise again, like she found hope. He smirked slightly and continued on his way.

After she had hung up the phone, Jackie realized that an ambulance wouldn't be able to locate the school. Mentally cursing herself, she followed after Lance. She tried hard not to let herself cry... But it was kind of impossible when she thought about how Lamia might actually die because of her.

Maybe Jackie didn't go to church that often, or maybe not at all, but that didn't mean she didn't believe in God.
And as they rushed to the infirmary, Jackie was silently in praying to God that Lamia would survive.

(Ooc: I am thoroughly confused who's post it is)

OOC;; It's Splotchu's turn to post if that's what you mean.