Dorm One/Why is 6 afraid of 7, cause 789

## 7 did it because you're meant to eat 3 squared meals a day

Eight
Cassandra
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She was on her way in, her day of classes finished, pushing the door open with her shoulder, flicking through her HC.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:51, August 18, 2017 (UTC)

There, on Cass' bed Yunseo sat, grinning slyly as he watched her enter. "Have a good day, Eight?"

Eight
Cassandra
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Her back straightened at the voice, and her eyes instantly slid over to Six, her hand going down as if to grab at a knife, which wasn't there. Realising who it was, her hand dropped to her side and tilted her side, giving a humourless smile, "perhaps, perhaps I didn't. Doesn't really matter. What are you doing here?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 11:47, August 18, 2017 (UTC)

He challenged her stare, crossing his legs and leaning back to place the palms of his hands on the bed. "Why do you think I'm here?"

Eight
Cassandra
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She blinked slowly, sagging slightly as she closed the door with her foot to lean against it, "we're roommates?" She asked before smiling one sidedly, "great choice on their part."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:05, August 19, 2017 (UTC)

"More like great persuasion on the government officials part," he hummed, flicking the flower crown resting on his head. "Did you visit the library yet? Our wonderful Enchantress set up the Mirror Realm."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Of course," she replied before glancing up to the crown, "you should get rid of that. You look ridiculous," she noted before shrugging, kicking off the door to go to her bed, muttering a 'get off', "and should we be going into this Mirror Realm?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:25, August 19, 2017 (UTC)

She rolled her eyes but didn't budge, pulling the band holding back her ponytail. "I do not," she countered. "The library is crowded after school. It's asking to get caught."

Eight
Cassandra
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Her eyes began to narrow into a glare as she noticed he wasn't moving, and leant over to grab one of his pillows, "then we should not be going into the mirror realm," she said, correcting her previous statement, before leaning back to start whacking him with said pillow. "Get off."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:43, August 19, 2017 (UTC)

"No," she shot back, huffing. "No, not right now of course. Later in the evening."

Eight
Cassandra
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"My bed," she informed her, "get off or I'll put a snake in yours tonight when you sleep. And fine, when they've all pissed off, we'll go explore."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:51, August 19, 2017 (UTC)~

She grinned, "Go ahead, I love snakes!" She clapped excitedly and then adjusted her flower crown again. "I wonder what it is... She said it'd help us keep track of surveillance."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Of potential victims," she suggested, pulling back, tossing he pillow back onto the other bed and decided to just sit herself down on the chair. "You're a pain in my ass, have I ever told you that?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:43, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

She nodded, readjusting her sitting position so that her legs were crossed beneath her. "You're such a ball of sunshine, Eight."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Aren't I?" She asked, tilting her head, bringing her feet onto the chair, resting her chin onto her knees, "I feel the sunshine just bursting out of me."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:19, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

Yunseo almost laughed but instead kept the cool smile that had been on her face for awhile now. "Met our dormmates yet?" she hummed.

Eight
Cassandra
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"Well, if you count yourself, yes, I have met our dormmates. If you don't, then no. Haven't met any of them. Have you?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:43, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

"The August kid, that's all. And no, that doesn't count."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Is he loud?" She asked, "if he's loud, I swear..."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:02, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

"Barely. He doesn't say much at all to be honest."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Even better," she said, fiddling with the cross hanging around her neck, the gold chain being tugged by her finger.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:34, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

"Y'know, it wouldn't hurt to actually try and make friends, Cass."

Eight
Cassandra
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She regarded the other with a curious expression, "friends? So I can constantly lie to them about my life? It sounds tiresome. Creates expectations."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:39, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

"That's why you *defy* those expectations, Cass."

Eight
Cassandra
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She rose an eyebrow, "seems like work," she said before shrugging, "not like you're one to talk. Do you have any friends?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 06:47, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

"Made like ten since I got here. It's much easier than you think, just draw attention to yourself in a good way and they'll come flocking to you."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I do not present myself in a negative way," she argued. This wasn't exactly true, it might have been something in her scowl, but the people around the hallways tended to move away as soon as she passed. She's been described as intimidating. "Not my fault I have a resting bitch face."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 07:17, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

"It's not just the face, you *are* the resting bitch face. If you searched up that shit on the internet, you'd see your face there."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Yeah, that's because you put me there," she said, "and anyway, regardless, I have you as a friend. I have a couple of assassins who I can stand so I count them."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 07:48, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

"I did not. And that's acceptable... I guess I'll be the popular one then."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Until they come to their senses."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 15:21, August 20, 2017 (UTC)

She rolled her eyes. "They're brain dead teenagers. They're probably more concerned about passing the next test than anything else."

Eight
Cassandra
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"More concerned than befriending a pain in the arse? Well, jokes on them," she said before stretching, arching her back like a cat, "tests are so useless."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:50, August 21, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm more enjoyable than you to have around," she argued.

Eight
Cassandra
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"Won't deny it, but that doesn't stop you from being a pain in the ass," she said before grinning, "maybe that's why we're stuck with each other. Because no one else can stand us."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:44, August 21, 2017 (UTC)

She laughed, grinning as well. "Maybe but I like to think of it more as we're stuck together because the world needs more 'extra'."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I'm not extra," she pointed out with a small smile.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:53, August 21, 2017 (UTC)

"You enjoy poisoning people. You're very extra."

Eight
Cassandra
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"It's efficient, minimal mess," she said with a shrug, "easier than slitting their throats."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:13, August 21, 2017 (UTC)

"You *enjoy* it. That's the disturbing thing."

Eight
Cassandra
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She winked, "got to enjoy something in life."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:46, August 21, 2017 (UTC)

"And *I* was the sociopath. I've realized how creepy it really looks from the humanity side."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Which you would never have seen if it wasn't for dreamscape."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:14, August 21, 2017 (UTC)

"I was eleven, okay? I was bored and the neighbors were annoying. I didn't even know how the Dreamscape Curse worked. I didn't even know it was a thing."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Okay, I wasn't that bad at eleven, I certainly didn't go around killing annoying neighbours," she pointed out, whistling below her breath.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 13:05, August 21, 2017 (UTC)

"I did not choose to be born with a conscience, okay. It was literally the only thing that made me *feel anything,* so naturally of course, I'd be running around killing people."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Point still stands, I'm not as bad as that."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:11, August 22, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh shut up," she muttered, snatching one of Cass' pillows and tossing it at the other girl. "Another reason why you don't have friends. You're incapable of sympathy."

Eight
Cassandra
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She caught it with ease, "I don't think people tend to have sympathy for child murderers," she pointed out, "they usually claim they need to be locked up."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:00, August 22, 2017 (UTC)

"For the last fucking time, I couldn't control it! Okay?!"

Eight
Cassandra
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"So sensitive," she said, chucking the pillow back.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:34, August 22, 2017 (UTC)

Yunseo caught it, giving Cass an unamused expression. "Your sense of humor is missing something. Oh wait, I know what it is. *Humor*."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Humour is such a waste of time," she said with a yawn, "makes people look like fools."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:11, August 22, 2017 (UTC)

"That's the point. I'm starting to believe you've never laughed in your life."

Eight
Cassandra
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She scowled, "nope, don't want to either," she said, "and you certainly cannot make me."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:49, August 22, 2017 (UTC)

She snorted, "What made you think I was gonna try?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Nothing, I just wanted to make sure you knew before you got any ideas."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:55, August 23, 2017 (UTC)

"Girl have you met me? I don't care about you enough to try anyway."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I might have but I burned you from my memory."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:14, August 23, 2017 (UTC)

"The feelings mutual."

Eight
Cassandra
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She rolled her eyes, twirling around in the chair, "how long until we graduate?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:41, August 23, 2017 (UTC)

"For me at least, a school year. Why?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Counting the days until I can say goodbye to you."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:24, August 23, 2017 (UTC)

"I don't know how to respond to that. I'm just gonna pretend I'm okay and totally not dying inside."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I doubt you are," she shot back, "sarcasm is the defence of a brain dead fool."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:51, August 23, 2017 (UTC)

"No, it's the defense *against* a brain dead fool."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I could start quoting Oscar Wilde, you know," she said, "sarcasm is the lowest form of wit."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 21:52, August 23, 2017 (UTC)

"But the highest form of intelligence," she finished cheekily. "Your argument isn't a hundred percent valid, Rodrigeuz."

Eight
Cassandra
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She rolled her eyes before hesitating, "what's the time?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:56, August 23, 2017 (UTC)

"Four thirty," she said with a click of her tongue.

Eight
Cassandra
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"Great, just on time," she said, twirling around to open a drawer, pulling on plastic gloves and grabbed a vial, whistling. Spot slipped out from under her bed, twisting to her and stretched up, eye to eye to Cass. Cass, baring her teeth, signified to the snake to open it's mouth, baring it's own fangs and Cass got to work to drain its venom.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:10, August 24, 2017 (UTC)

Yunseo grinned, studying Spot. Unlike most who'd probably feel highly uncomfortable around a venomous snake, Yunseo *loved* Spot with a burning passion. In his opinion, the snake was adorable, and he wanted one... But he was determined to let Cass be the weird one. "Can I pet it when you're done?" he asked excitedly.

Eight
Cassandra
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"Hm," she said, "if it lets you." Afterwards, she corked it, sliding it into a small compartment. Whistling again, the snake dropped onto the ground, making its way around the room.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:18, August 24, 2017 (UTC)

"Spot, come here, Spot," she called, leaning down to watch the snake slither around the room.

Eight
Cassandra
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It turned its head to stare at her, as if unimpressed with the notion of being called like a dog, but eventually it went near enough to be touched by her. Cass grabbed a paperweight off her desk, throwing it up in the air then catching it.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:17, August 24, 2017 (UTC)

Her eyes brightened up as she reached out the brush the scaly skin of the snake. "Your snake is so... I don't want to call it cute because it's a dangerous animal that kills people... but honestly, I love it."

Eight
Cassandra
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"People call dogs cute and they can be dangerous animals," she pointed out, "good thing that, though. Means you won't complain when it starts shedding."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:18, August 24, 2017 (UTC)

"Oooh, it sheds...?"

Eight
Cassandra
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She looked at her briefly, "of course it does, it's a snake."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:27, August 24, 2017 (UTC)

"I literally don't care about the functions of snake, I just care that it is a snake."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I thought that a snake shedding was common knowledge," she muttered, "whatever, guess who I saw yesterday?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:38, August 24, 2017 (UTC)

"Seven," Six hummed without a second thought. "Don't tell her, but I've been poking around in her head."

Eight
Cassandra
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She raised an eyebrow, "so you won't be surprised by the whole Zero thing?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:04, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"I think many fail to remember, oh wait... You're the only one that knows I can use the Dreamscape. Nevermind." She locked eyes with Spot again, continuing to pet its scales. "Not surprised at all. Zero was her favorite since Day One, of course, she sent someone to get him back. I don't know why though. That chick's an enigma."

Eight
Cassandra
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"You might have gone to find out other stuff, I don't know," she said with a frown, "what's so special about him, anyway?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:31, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

She shrugged, "If I knew, would we be talking about it...? My guess is that he's a reminder of something. A reminder of what, I don't know, but it's like her personal connection to something."

Eight
Cassandra
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"To her humanity."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:48, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Probably," she snorted. "Don't even think she's human anymore to be completely honest. Didn't she technically die like two centuries ago?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Could have, I kind of ignore her until she contacts me."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:22, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Remind me why you're even still loyal to her?" she snorted. "I really don't even think you're there for the actual cause."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Dangerous to go around stabbing her in the back. You're still loyal."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:08, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Because, I genuinely support her. And why are you here again?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"I'm in this place to sleep as one usually does."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:30, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"You know what I mean."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Not like I have anything else to do with my life."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:40, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"I honestly do want to kill you most of the time," Yunseo admitted, crossing her legs. "But I have self-control."

Eight
Cassandra
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"And what did I ever do to you?" She asked, "I don't really see how my answer equated to murder."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 11:54, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"Probably something, but that's not why I want to murder you."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Oh, now I'm curious, why?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:39, August 25, 2017 (UTC)

"See, if I said you were just plain annoying, that would be unreasonable. I dislike you because you're Eight."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I'm actually seventeen," she informed the other girl, "eighteen in...five days."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:26, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"You're stupider than I realized," she snorted, laughter following.

Eight
Cassandra
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She grinned, "I was being a smart ass, dumb-dumb."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:26, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Were you? Were you really? Or were you testing if you could turn your brain off because it worked."

Eight
Cassandra
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"...I was trying to make a joke."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:37, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Yeah, don't ever do that again. You're horrible at it."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I was not."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:53, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Yes, yes you were."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Nope, you're just thick headed."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:32, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Yet my grades and my rank say otherwise. There's a reason I'm Six and you're Eight."

Eight
Cassandra
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"That's because unlike most people, I don't really care for raising it. I'm under ten, good enough for me."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:42, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm pretty sure that's not why your Eight, but whatever you want to believe."

Eight
Cassandra
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She rolled her eyes, standing up, "you are such a pain in my ass, I'm literally trying to convince myself not to go to ask to be moved."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 15:42, August 26, 2017 (UTC)

"Like I said, the feeling is mutual. Oh, by the way, have you seen Seven lately? Or any of the others for that fact."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I told you moments ago, yes, I have seen Seven."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:37, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

"Right, right, anyway, does she know about the other assassins? Y'know, Twelve, Eleven, Ten, Nine, Twenty-Three. Actually, did you bring it up when you were talking with her earlier?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"We talked more about the under tens. You know, Zero #1, Zero #2, One."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:49, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

"Is she seriously that obsessed with bringing Zero back? I get it's like a mission and everything, but there isn't even a deadline for it yet. Wait, Zero #1 and Zero #2? She ran into Brooke? When?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Didn't specify," she said with a shrug but grinned, "so Brooklyn *is* the first one. Seven wasn't sure."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:08, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

"You... didn't... know?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Seven didn't know," she corrected her, "I did."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:24, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

"You would think she would though. I could refrain from calling her an idiot, but when I have I ever held back a snide remark?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"We're all idiots. It's what makes us eligible for being an assassin."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:36, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

"Remind me why you're still an assassin, again?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Because I'm an idiot, obviously."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:56, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

"Talking to you is diminishing my brain cells," she muttered, standing up and fixing her hair back into a ponytail.

Eight
Cassandra
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"As if you had any too diminish."

me, myself, and I

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"Well I certainly have more than you," he remarked, rolling his eyes. "

Eight
Cassandra
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"Not true," she said in a sing song voice, "I have a bigger head, see?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 13:29, August 27, 2017 (UTC)

"That's a reference to your ridiculously humungous ego," he snorted, crossing the room to sort through his shelves.

Eight
Cassandra
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"I don't have an ego. One does."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:22, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

"You both have an ego, dumbass, One's is just humongous enough to match the size of Han Pyeonghwa."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I don't have an ego regardless, for one, I don't think I'm that important on any level. I'm expendable."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:28, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

"Not according to the voice in the back of your head," he whistled, pulling out a book.

Eight
Cassandra
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"That's call schizophrenia," she pointed out.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:48, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

"Nice to know you're insane like me," he chirped, walking back over the bed, careful to step over Spot and sit down, flipping it open.

Eight
Cassandra
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"I'm not insane, I don't have a voice."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:20, August 28, 2017 (UTC)

"Your snake's been telling me things," Yunseo singsonged. "It doesn't like you too much."

Eight
Cassandra
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"It's a snake, it can't speak."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:26, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"I mean sure, if it was a normal animal, yes, it can't speak. I wasn't talking about verbally, by the way."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Yeah, don't think it does telepathy either."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:23, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"It's not like the Dreamscape isn't limited to telepathy..." He dragged his finger down the page, stopping at a particular spell. "TE gave me a spellbook. A really old one, filled with a bunch of powerful spells they don't let people use nowadays."

Eight
Cassandra
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"And it lets you speak to snakes?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:02, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

He snorted, "I wish." He crossed his legs, rereading the spell and its properties. "Though, there is a spell in here that lets me see different forms of an object and or subject. It's highly useful."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Right, like what?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:17, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"Y'know, the normal stuff. Hidden objects, secret passageways, traps, humans that can turn into animals, hidden messages. Stuff like that, nothing too special," he hummed.

Eight
Cassandra
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Realisation flicked across her face, "oh," she said, before a knife shot out, jutting into Spot's neck, "guess I need a new snake, then. Can't have people realising shit like that."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:35, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

He watched the snake go limp with a flicker of sympathy on his features before he returned to staring at the book. "That's a bit cruel, don't you think?" he stated. "I just poked around in his head, found some memories you probably don't want other people to know, and figured out the rest on my own."

Eight
Cassandra
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"He was getting icky anyway," she said with a shrug, "restless, beginning to annoy me. I think I might just get a normal snake."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:00, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"If you say so..." he whistled.

Eight
Cassandra
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"You clean it up," she chirped, "I'm going out."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:27, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm not the janitor, I will not clean up your dead snake. You can do it," he shot back, standing up and heading towards the door with the spell book.

Eight
Cassandra
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She cut in front of him, beating him to the door, and descended into the hallways, "well, have fun sleeping in the stench of a dead animal."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 21:02, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm not sleeping here this week," he reported, closing the door behind him as he too left the room and continued down the hall. "TE placed me on a stakeout for the next week. Wants me to gather intel on a possible threat."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Oh," she said, "well, the others in the dorm will have to clean it up cause I won't be here either."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 22:52, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"And let's assume no one will care why there's a dead snake in our room and will be generous enough to clean it."

Eight
Cassandra
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"It's a non venemous snake that chopped its own head off, why would they care?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:21, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"I feel like that's highly unrealistic but guess we'll take it. What does TE need you for?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"huh? Oh, nothing, I'm just pissing off for a week."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:53, August 29, 2017 (UTC)

"TE's gonna kill you, no, actually... She's going to send me to kill you if you run off. And unlike you, I can't afford any more missions so you better tell her where the hell you're going before you go. Bitch is gonna jump to conclusions and assumes you went rogue."

Eight
Cassandra
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She turned to narrow her eyes at him, "don't tell me what to do," she said, "it's just a week. Wont even notice I'll be gone."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:30, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

"TE notices everything dumbass," he responded, passing her in the hallway and turning around a corner to exit the dorm completely.

Eight
Cassandra
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She followed, matching the other assassin's pace, "why do you have a habit of insulting me? What'd I ever do to you?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:50, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

"I actually don't know... Hm, maybe I just dislike you at heart or something," he replied calmly with a simple shrug.

Eight
Cassandra
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"Well, I can give you directions to the office if you really dislike me that much."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:32, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

"Too much work." He flipped the page and started playing with his ponytail, which was resting on his shoulder.

Eight
Cassandra
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"You're so lazy," she pointed out.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 11:38, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

"Depends on the occasion... I mean, this school is literally held up above the ocean and it's humongous. No one wants to walk around the whole place, agh, that's a nightmare."

Eight
Cassandra
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"They have enough money to install mirrors in each classroom," she muttered, "don't just see why they don't do that."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:11, August 30, 2017 (UTC)

"There's a lot of general specifics with Mirror travel that they probably don't want to get into. And someone could use a mirror to break into the school, so I get why they don't put mirrors everywhere, safety precautions."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Psh," she said with a shrug, "pedantic."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:12, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

"You're a fucking assassin, you should, out of all people, understand why the hell there are no mirrors here."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Language," she said, "perhaps I do, perhaps I don't."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:19, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

"Language my ass," he muttered with a subtle roll of his eyes. "And that translates to, I do, I just don't give a fuck, like usual."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Who gives a fuck about anything? Wastes so much energy."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:05, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

"And you call *me* the lazy one," he remarked.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"You're physically lazy. I'm mentally lazy. Difference."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:22, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

"Yet I'm Six and you're Eight. Funny."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Who gives a shit about a half dead, 200 year old, witches personal preference?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:07, August 31, 2017 (UTC)

"People who generally don't want to end up dead, with their corpse on show for everyone to see. That's who. Remember when Four left for two weeks and forgot to tell TE? Her dead body showed up on news everywhere the next day. TE is paranoid, it's better for your own safety to tell her."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"I meant about which rank you were, like who cares if you're one or sixty? But, sure, I'll tell her, to make you stop worrying about my wellbeing."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:28, August 31, 2017 (UTC)~

"See, if you had TE's mindset, you'd understand. But you don't, because you're mentally challenged and don't have the effort to look through other people's eyes."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Why would I want to look through the T.E's eyes or have her mentality? No thanks. I know you like kissing her ass every other minute but...no."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:33, September 1, 2017 (UTC)

"You can't look through *anyone's* mindset. You wouldn't call me that if you saw it from my point of view, but you're too dense to try to even sympathize with other people. Honestly, you're just the perfect excuse for an assassin. Isolated, unsympathetic, and of course, that little stereotypical spark of rebellion. You could be the next protagonist for a Dystopian novel."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

She turned her head to idly watch her roommate with a curious expression. "Me? Spark a rebellion? No thanks. And I never said I couldn't sympathise with other people. I could, if I wanted to. I just never found someone worth sympathising with."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 11:57, September 1, 2017 (UTC)

"Your lack of believable defense seems to prove otherwise," he singsonged. "I'm very convinced if you didn't spark a rebellion, you *would* be in the rebellion. You don't hit me as the loyal to the government type."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Why are you so bloody irritating?" She muttered, "and by the way, don't pretend you know because, well, obviously, you don't. But if you continue, I will stab you in your sleep. I have no interest in joining a rebellion. Wastes my time and my life."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:30, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

"Please, you couldn't stab me in my sleep even if you actually tried," he snorted, flipping a page in his spell book again as they reached the entrance to the dorms. "I think I might hex a few people today... Emilia still hasn't paid me back for the money she borrowed from me a week ago."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

She didn't reply, taking a turn, hoping it wasn't the same direction he was going.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 13:19, September 2, 2017 (UTC)

Yunseo turned, heading the other direction to reach the library. He read as he walked, storing the information in his photographic memory.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

She eventually reached the library, her intended destination, ~~except she had to go the long way due to some prick~~, and pushed into the room, disappearing into the idle crowds of people.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:31, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

He entered, heading straight for the mirror realm he knew would be where the Enchantress said it would be. Lucky enough, no one was in the area, so sneaking in was effortless.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

She turned her head, frowning when she saw said prick, disappearing into the room he was talking about. Didn't he say something about not going near it? Following him, she slipped in through the door, hoping he wouldn't notice her.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:13, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

The room wasn't huge, and since it only contained a golden globe, Yunseo obviously noticed Cassandra slip in. "Thought you were going somewhere else, Eight," he commented, bending down to tap a spot on the Island of Poseidon.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

She sighed slightly, "didn't tell you where I was going."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:36, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

A screen popped up, allowing him to survey one of the cities. "You took a different route. But I suppose there are multiple ways to reach the library."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"No kidding," she stated, watching his movements, "planning the mission?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:17, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

"Maybe," he hummed. "What are you doing here?"

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Following you," she stated bluntly.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 13:04, September 3, 2017 (UTC)

"That's not very interesting, is it?" He set the book down for a second to adjust the screen that popped up and then sat down.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Doesn't have to be, is what it is," she responded, walking over to get a better look.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:54, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"I guess." The city below seemed calm and barely awake as the early morning approached. Yunseo watched for a second, studying the bliss before locking onto his target and zooming in on a black car.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"An official," she guessed, "of course."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:13, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Not an official," he started, a grin forming. "A *councilor*."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

She was silenced momentarily before she spoke, "you're killing a councilor?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:17, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Yup," he chirped. "This murder story is going to be even bigger than most of the Point Zero stories. Ahhh, it's going to be fun watching them all speculate. Y'know just for fun, I might even use the Point Zero symbol. Strike fear into the public."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Won't he be angry someone stole his symbol?" She asked, "it's kind of a thing, you know? It's not like anyone would dare flood the place like One does. I'd be annoyed if someone poisoned their victims with the same method I use."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:29, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"It's to cause havoc, I'm sure he won't mind. Besides, that's not the only thing I'm leaving behind. I have to make my own mark too, y'know?"

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"You *still* haven't made your own mark?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:59, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh I have, only the perceptive would notice. But for a murder this big, I'm doing something completely different."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Of course," she breathed out, "cause you're extra."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:11, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"I promise it isn't all for the dramatics," he laughed, watching the car travel up the road. "If I put on a good show for the Enchantress, she'll raise me a number."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Ah," she said, "you want a promotion. Jealous someone like Will is One and you're not? Or are you thinking of being zero?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:49, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"None of those actually. And no one is becoming Zero anytime soon. You know how attached TE was to him, the day another Zero shows up is the day hell freezes over. Anyway, if she bumps me up a rank or two, I get more privileges. Access to private documents, classified government files. And I get to tamper with technology."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Why would you want access to stuff like that?" She asked with a frown.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:09, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Reasons," he simply said, picking up the spellbook again. "Don't worry, I'm not going to like destroy the government system or anything. I just... want information."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Ah, the thirst for knowledge has struck another victim," she said, "I'd be careful. Knowledge can be dangerous."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:57, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"You act like gaining leverage over people is a bad thing."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"It can be," she said, "depends on who the person is."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 06:18, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh chill, it's only a couple of officials who've been meddling in some stuff."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"So basically a mission that hasn't been given to you by the enchantress?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 06:35, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Nope, this has nothing to do with TE."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Do spill," she said.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 06:57, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"Give me one good reason why I should give you any more information on this."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Cause I'm your friend, stupid," she said, "plus, I'm the only one willing to keep my mouth shut regarding your secrets."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 07:11, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"True true... Not a convincing argument, but it's an argument so I guess for your effort I'll say something."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"I hear friends tell friends what they're going through," she said with a slow shrug, "so...spill."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 07:28, September 4, 2017 (UTC)~

"You could actually make a decent best friend," he commented. "So I've been watching the movement of some members of the police force and I think they're holding an Otherworld human captive here."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"What?" She asked, taken back by that statement, "why'd they hold an Otherworld captive here?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 15:15, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"That's the thing. I don't know. I saw the captive and the members, so far I've verified the members as citizens of Han Pyeonghwa... but the captive never shows up no matter how many times I search him up. That's why I want higher access to information."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Reckon it's got to do with the enchantress?" She asked, "though, why she'd want someone from there is beyond me. Maybe they're the descendant of the guy who left her."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:03, September 4, 2017 (UTC)

"I honestly believe it's highly unlikely. The Enchantress may be unpredictable, but she's a practical person. She has no use for an Otherworld human. And if the captive was a descendant of Enzo, he'd have magic and be verified in the database, but he's not so that automatically rules that out."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Then it's an enigma," she declared, "well, better hurry up with that mission."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:02, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

"It's like you want to get rid of me," he teased.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Oh yeah, i'm just waiting for the dorm room to be just for me, no room mate to bother me," she said nodding, "so begone. For a month."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:41, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

He laughed. "Sorry, I only leave for a week at tops."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Make it two."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:22, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

"No can do, sweetheart."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Cassandra," she corrected, "I'm not your sweetheart."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:58, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

"I don't call people I like 'sweetheart', sweetheart."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Thanks, dickhead," she said, "so much for being 'friends'."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:21, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

"But we are friends, see, we even have nicknames for each other."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Dickhead isn't a nickname. It's an insult. But fine, it's your new nickname."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:34, September 5, 2017 (UTC)~

"You're such fun too, Cass," he responded sarcastically.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Never said I was," she said with a humourless smile.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 09:08, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Upstate..." he murmured, turning his attention back to the mirror screen. "He'll be making a turn to take a shortcut through a thin part of the Twilight Rainforest... So I break down the engine there. That will bring the guards and such out and I can coax them away and murder them... And then comes the difficult part."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Sounds enjoyable," she muttered, "is the difficult part getting into the car?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 09:25, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

"No. I'm blowing up the car. I have to place a mine under it without the councilor noting, and I have to make sure they stay in there long enough that they die when it explodes. Or, I could place the mine on them. That would be much more gruesome. Oh, I should do that."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Does Zero usually blow people up?" She asked.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:33, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

He snorted, "He did twice. It was fun watching them try to investigate those. And guess what? They concluded they were a tragedy until someone flew over it with a drone and discovered the Point Zero sign was carved in the crime scene."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"That's so...bloody extra," she muttered, her eyebrow twitching.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 22:09, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Well, a lot of us Big Tens tend to go for the dramatic flare... I guess you are one of the few who don't see the thrill in it."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"I poison them. Watch them flail around for a bit." *Hate myself even more.* "Then leave. Bam. Job done."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:34, September 5, 2017 (UTC)

He faked a yawn. "So boring."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Easy and simple. Best way to get jobs done."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:09, September 6, 2017 (UTC)

"Easy is so boring. In fact, *you're* boring."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Do I look like I care?" She asked, "I don't."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:44, September 6, 2017 (UTC)

"Didn't ask for your opinion on that matter, was only stating a fact. Get with the program, Cass."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"And get with the program that not everyone is going to have their jaws screwed shut when you're speaking."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:37, September 6, 2017 (UTC)

"You need to stop assuming you know how my brain works," he snorted.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"You're certainly making it easy."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:32, September 6, 2017 (UTC)

"Nah, you just enjoy making me the oppressor."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"I never said that."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:25, September 6, 2017 (UTC)

"It sounds like you do though," he said with a mocking tone. "See, it's not fun when you're the subject of the assumptions."

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Yeah whatever. You're still a pain in the ass."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:15, September 7, 2017 (UTC)

"Thanks, the feeling is mutual," he snapped back.

Eight
Cassandra
Posted on {{{2}}}

"Alright, dickhead," she said, "are you done yet?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:37, September 7, 2017 (UTC)

"Watching the car? Yes, I know the schedule run for the week the councilor will be there... But I'm not done with the Mirror Realm. By the way, are you here for any other reason but to watch me or...?"