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half Iago, half Fu Manchu, all bastard
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Erik was cold. The wind wasn't blowing particularly hard, and the day was bright, but by the ocean the air was thin and blew with a bitter chill. He had been cold for a while. His cotton tee wasn't doing much, but he couldn't bring himself to move yet. Standing meant turning around, meant joining the students, meant killing - or being killed.

He shuddered, fingers still twisted in his bracelets. Huddling a little closer into himself, he stared fixedly at the birds, wondering if he just sat here long enough - if he just sat here long enough, everything would just go away. But there was something mixed in with their plaintive cries. Something like...


Erik turned. For a moment, there was nothing but the forest, outlined bright against the sun, and a silhouette in front of him. Something inside of him twisted to the snapping point, pushed by the knowledge and realization that, for better or worse, he was now a part of the game. And then it was replaced by a rush of something like relief as he took a step forwards, voice cracking as he strained to see the student in front of him.

"M-Mike? Is that you?"

marc st. yves
light it up or burn it down we'll all die in fire
{food for thought}

phineas rosario
fall down seven times stand up eight

sebastian conway
can't see the forest for the trees
{book of sparrows}

(so you've got to keep in mind, when you try to change the world for the better not everybody's gonna be on your side)
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