αѕ тнє ѕυη ρєєкѕ σνєя тнє нσяιzση. . . [Eter]

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A tall, willowy boy sat at the base of a tree in the courtyard of Dreamora, and as he stood and walked away from it a student from the Dark dorm tripped him, laughing, teasing, and kicking him around a bit because he was a unique. He just stood there, ignoring them until they got tired of it and laughed, not bothering to defend himself. When they finally left he pulled himself into a sitting position, wiping some blood off of the corner of his mouth. He was cut and bleeding in a few places but they were shallow and he was mostly just bruised up. "Well that was refreshing." He said to himself, his tone slightly bitter.

[Етеяиiту]

From where the students walked out there was gun shots, one for each of them, fired from a large shotgun, held by a pretty girl. Shiko had long pink hair that matched her red eyes, she was short, 5'2". The shot gun she held in her hand she was very skilled with, and loved. She wore a large white jacket which was obviously to big for her, the hood pulled over her head which had black cat ears poking the fabric, shaking in fright.

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Dakota heard the shots and stood, cautiously exploring the place where the shots had come from. He spotted Shiko, standing there with her shotgun and he raised an eyebrow. "Is everyone alive?" He asked, watching as the girl shook in fright.

[wait did she actually shoot them? 0.o]

[Етеяиiту]

The gun melted into her hand and you could see the boys running away towards the school. Seeing him she ran behind a trash can "leave me alone" she said not taking into consideration he wasnt one of them.

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"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not like them." He lifted his hands in a sign of peace but flinched, there was a particularly nasty cut on his shoulder from a kid who had like spikes on his boot or something.

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She poked her head out and narrowed her eyes, her ears twitched nervously and then looking at the blood on him she stood and walked over, she had black jeans tucked into combat boots and pulling her sleeve over her hand she blinked and reached out to him, but pulled back and ran past him into the house, hoping he'd follow.

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He watched her run past him, a confused expression on his face. It felt wrong letting her just run away so he followed, limping slightly.

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she looked around the main little 'lobby' type area set up for all the people in the dorm to socialize. As she scampered around her wounded tail flicked back and forth, the end having marks as if it was grabbed and a few inches down the skin was pulled apart and dripped blood onto the carpet, a second tail, long haired like the first, swished with the same marks.

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Dakota quickly noticed the blood trail and then her wounded tails as he caught up. "Wait! You're injured." He noted, concern lacing his voice.

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She looked back at her tails and then slipping away from him she found what she had been looking for, the first aid kit. She walked back up to him and gestured for him to sit "mine isnt that bad, sit down so i can help you please" she said.

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"I'll be fine i've had worse." He said, giving her a friendly smile but obeyed all the same. It would just take longer if he fought back on that one. "What's your name?" He asked.

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"Shiko, and yours?" She asked first trying to get to his wounds without having to ask him to remove his clothes because she knew how awkward that would be.

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"Dakota." He replied simply, wincing a little as she cleaned the wound. "Man, of course they had to ruin this sweatshirt. It was my favorite." He rolled his eyes, it was more of a random comment than a complaint though. He had learned long ago not to hold onto materialistic things much.

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"Do you like this shirt?" She asked knowing that the colors between the two would be easy to mask. Though she didnt focus on that, she focused on cleaning and attending to the hurt places on his body.

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He shrugged. "I suppose. It needed to go though, I've had for like, ever. I shoplifted it from a store before I came to Dreamora." He admitted. When you are young, penniless, and needing new clothes sometimes you have to resort to more desperate measures.

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"I know..." She trailed of, using her excess material to mend his without him knowing after she mended his wounds "im sorry those boys are mean to you to." She said before standing and beginning to walk out of the common room.

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"Wait. At least let me bandage your tails." He motioned for her to sit as he stood.

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She didnt want him to notice what she had done for his clothing so turning back to him she shook her head "im fine really but thank you"

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"Please, it's the least I can do." He pleaded with her, no one should have to be alone. He was, but that's how it had always been so he didn't mind.

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She hesitated to say something and swallowed before twitching her ears beneath her hood and sitting down beside him.