Dorm One/67

CassYunseo
## Rest in peace

Eight
Cassandra
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She was in the lounge area, standing at the table, flicking through a large book. She wore nothing but a pair of grey tracksuit pants and a crop-top-jumper and her hair was pulled back into a messy bun.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:44, October 14, 2017 (UTC)

Yunseo entered the lounge, yawning and stretching, his long auburn hair tied into a ponytail which swayed as he moved. A pair of sweatpants sat low on his waist, evident he'd chosen to sleep male. Since it was the weekend, he'd decided to sleep late and as a result, was much more exhausted and quite stiff.

Eight
Cassandra
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The page, which was being turned by Cass, paused and her eyes flicked over for a millisecond before back to the book, letting the page drop. "Morning," she said, short and clipped.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:06, October 14, 2017 (UTC)

"Why, good morning to you too, Eight. Why are you in such a cheery mood?" he said sarcastically, moving towards the kitchen to get a glass of water.

Eight
Cassandra
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"The food, no one touched my pancakes," she said in a monotone voice, "so I'm in a very cheery mood on this very good morning. Thanks for noticing."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 18:18, October 14, 2017 (UTC)

"That sounds fabulous." He walked out again, a glass of water levitating behind him as he headed over to Cass. "What are you doing?"

Eight
Cassandra
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She glanced up to look at the glass. "Show off," she muttered, "and reading. Obviously. It's an encyclopedia on the Island of Hades." Inside were large pictures of the cities, geography, and infrastructure.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:03, October 15, 2017 (UTC)

"Whaddaya talkin' bout?" he said with a grin. "Why...? Got a mission to go their soon?"

Eight
Cassandra
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She leant across Yunseo and snagged the glass, taking a sip, "I do actually," she said, "pain in the ass. I hate that island."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:37, October 15, 2017 (UTC)

He yanked the glass out of her hand psychokinetically and grabbed it. "Why?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Because it's crowded," she said, "and I'll be surrounded by Penguins. I've been there a couple of times and everyone I meet is terrible."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:56, October 15, 2017 (UTC)

"It's not crowded," he snorted. "You just complain too much," he said before downing the glass of water in one gulp. "Terrains pretty spread out if you ask me."

Eight
Cassandra
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She rolled her eyes at Yunseo, flicking the book shut with a thud. "I wouldn't complain about the place if so many of them didn't like to chat. It's ridiculous. Every person I met wanted to talk." She rubbed her nose before shrugging, "supposed to bring you, by the way. I supposedly cannot be trusted by myself."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:48, October 15, 2017 (UTC)

"Stop overexaggerating. She probably sent me with you because you'd be too busy complaining to actually do the mission."

Eight
Cassandra
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*If only you knew.* She looked at him briefly before shrugging, "perhaps," she said, "unfortunately, either way, say goodbye to the....non-chatty city."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 15:23, October 15, 2017 (UTC)

"You don't get out much, do you?" he chuckled. "The people here talk all the time. I've been dragged into tons of conversations with random strangers. Maybe it's because you always look like someone killed your cat."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Someone did kill my cat. When I was like eight, a stuffy old grandma chopped its head off cause it kept jumping into her yard," she said with a singular blink. "Talking about pets....my new snake's run off," she turned her head to look around the place, "I know it's in here somewhere."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:16, October 16, 2017 (UTC)

"The cat was probably trying to get away from you, just like the snake. Animals really don't like you, do they?" he snorted, turning on his heel to go put the glass in the sink.

Eight
Cassandra
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"Sure they do," she said, "the cat always came back for food. Plus...jumping fences is usual cat behaviour. They say the cats have, like, seven families they belong to each. And this snake is rebellious. Not my fault."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:15, October 16, 2017 (UTC)

"Mmhmm." He hung around in the kitchen for several more minutes, and soon the sound of the oil crackling in pan on the stove filled the room. "Want some eggs?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Huh?" She asked, picking up the book to put it back in her room. "Oh..." she trailed off. She'd already had breakfast but... "yeah, sure, if you're making some."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:09, October 16, 2017 (UTC)

"K." By now he had poured some of the eggs into the pan and was beginning to fry them. He hummed as he did, putting random tunes together.

Eight
Cassandra
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She'd gotten use to the singing by now and didn't comment on it, instead she just moved back into her room to put the book back, grabbing another book on the way, a simple novel and moved back into the kitchen.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:49, October 16, 2017 (UTC)

"So, your book any good?" he asked, looking up from the pan.

Eight
Cassandra
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"It's so bad," she said, "it's funny. It's about this girl named Bella. Fell in love with a sparkly vampire. I think it's genre is comedy."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:41, October 17, 2017 (UTC)

He stifled a laugh, flipping the eggs over. "It's called Twilight, isn't it? It's a crappy book series that apparently 'ruined the vampire genre'. Because of all the bad reviews, I haven't even considered reading it."

Eight
Cassandra
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"The vampire genre was already ruined, it just heightened with Twilight," she said, "it also gave birth to 50 Shades of Grey."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:19, October 17, 2017 (UTC)

He failed the stop the laughter that tumbled out of his mouth. "Books from Earth are trash these days."

Eight
Cassandra
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"There are good ones," she said, "I like Kate Morton. She's a good author. Not that known, though."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:04, October 17, 2017 (UTC)

"She's not like a New York Best Seller or...?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Oh, she is," she said, "award winner too."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 03:20, October 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Cool. Might check her out when I have the time."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Start with her earlier works. The Lake House isn't her best."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:24, October 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Keep that in mind as well," he sighed, flipping the eggs over and putting it onto a plate.

Eight
Cassandra
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She eyed the eggs. "Thanks," she said, "didn't know you were much of a cook."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 11:58, October 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Eh, didn't have much to do when I was younger and my parents found my killing hobby unhealthy."

Eight
Cassandra
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"....you were a child killer? I thought most of us got into that job with the enchantress."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:10, October 19, 2017 (UTC)

"I was a sociopath when I was younger. And I had some weird... like brain deficiency I think, that prevented me from feeling normal emotions," he explained, pouring the last of the eggs into the pan. "I found taking someone's life away entertaining because I couldn't feel anything else. It was the only thing that gave me... I guess, a feeling? I couldn't feel guilty because I killed someone, or sad because they'd left this world. Killing someone just gave me a thrill, so I did it."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I find that highly relatable," she said, twirling strand of hair around her fingers, blinking over at him. "What changed?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:45, October 20, 2017 (UTC)

He held up his amulet with one hand. "TDC. There's... a lot more to the Dreamscape Curse than people think. I think... I think it's a healing process. Its victims *usually* come out as better versions of themselves whether it's by a wide or small margin."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I don't know if I'd agree to that," she said, " I think I turned out worse."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 02:26, October 20, 2017 (UTC)

"That's why I said *usually*. I think your TDC malfunctioned or something," he snorted. "If I could make you go through it again, I would."

Eight
Cassandra
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She rolled her eyes. "How dramatic," she said, "I'm fine."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 12:34, October 20, 2017 (UTC)

"Yeah, and Trump isn't addicted to Twitter."

Eight
Cassandra
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"I think he's more addicted to grabbing woman by the pussy, to be honest," she said.

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:17, October 22, 2017 (UTC)

He stifled a laugh and finished frying the eggs. "That too."

Eight
Cassandra
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She cocked a smile before staring down the corridor. "We're surrounded by weirdos, did you know that?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 19:09, October 22, 2017 (UTC)

"Whatever do you mean?" he asked with a small smile, getting another plate for himself.

Eight
Cassandra
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"Lets see..." she said, "we have a mediocre drug dealer, I'd say amateur but he's transcended that stage, then we have blondie who I think is a bit OCD then we have Mr. Know it All. Ever notice how those three are stuck together constantly? Like someone came along and threaded them all together."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 23:37, October 23, 2017 (UTC)

"Hm...? Oh, you're talking about them. I don't really... care. Not too much of my concern. Blondie's kinda cute... not my type though."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Not like there is anyone else I'm talking about. They're really the only other people in the dorm."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 22:02, October 24, 2017 (UTC)

"What about uh... was her name Claire?"

Eight
Cassandra
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"Oh, yeah, and her," she said, "doesn't really come out much, though."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:39, October 25, 2017 (UTC)

"I don't bother them, they don't bother me."

Eight
Cassandra
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"....what?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 01:38, October 26, 2017 (UTC)

"It means I don't care what the hell is going on with the rest of the people here. They're irrelevant."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Irrelevant to your life or irrelevant in the big scheme of things?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 04:38, October 26, 2017 (UTC)

"...You're making this unnecessarily complicated. You know what I mean, Eight."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Have we degenerated ourselves to our ranks, now? Alright....six."

me, myself, and I

Posted on 00:31, October 27, 2017 (UTC)

He sighed, rolling his eyes and ignoring her. He took his plate and set it down on the counter before going to find a fork and knife to eat his eggs with.

Eight
Cassandra
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She spooned a mouthful into her mouth and swallowed it. "So... made any friends?"

me, myself, and I

Posted on 05:13, October 29, 2017 (UTC)

He tilted his head back, thinking. "If so, I've forgotten their names already. I saw Seven at the candy shop downtown though. Don't know why. Oh, there's this girl. Her name slipped my mind, but she's looking for someone. She goes here."

Eight
Cassandra
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"Oh?" She asked, "who's she looking for?"

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