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[Akroma]

Morgana turns the music off, stepping fully clothed out of her hiding.

"Hmpf!"

[kj1225]

"Yes but she was almost naked. She could have you arrested if she tells anyone about it."
Oceanus whispers to Emmet quickly before calling out to Morgana.
"Sorry! I don't really have anything to do until after school when I can go out to the woods so I thought getting a jump on club stuff would be a good idea!"

Christina engages in what is known as 'doing nothing important'.

"Yeah. Your back is nice."

Oceanus screams in his head. Eventually he speaks again.
"We... uh, we both did. Sorry!"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Elise would you like to come with me to the occult club.
She quickly swallows her lunch and begins quickly walking to the occult club.

[SOLDIER First]

_{"But... you can't prosecute minors like adults except for capital crimes...}
If it makes you feel any better, your back is really pretty."

[Akroma]

"Can you stop saying that? I know it's not."

[Kansa]

Elise did not move for a moment, watching Oliver as she left. Then she rose to her feet and began to walk after her.

[SOLDIER First]

"It is, but okay."

[PrivateNomad]

 "...What happened?"
Melvin was late.

[kj1225]

"Me and Emmet walked in on Morgana, and then Emmet was an idiot and elected not to leave."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"Me and Emmet walked in on Morgana, and then Emmet was an idiot and elected not to leave."

Oliver arrives finally Elise is probably behind her
so what's going on?

[SOLDIER First]

"You don't have to be mean..."

[kj1225]

"Apparently I do because you don't listen when I'm being polite."

[Akroma]

"Nothing. Nothing happened."

Melvin would get his first impressions upon the club-room, rather than the owner. Three of 4 windowless walls were covered in dusty books, seemingly untouched for years now. The largest wall, facing the door however, was covered from floor to the ceiling in a large, painstackingly detailed map of paris. Nails had been driven into the wall, and strings of red wool were connecting them, culiminating, with all the foreboding propheticness they could muster.

Carved almost twi fingers deep into the floor was a very elaborate pentagramm and magical circles....just how much leeway does Morgana have down here? Does nobody ever check on her?

[SOLDIER First]

"Well, I don't have to listen to you, because you're not my parents and I don't listen to mean people."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"Well, I don't have to listen to you, because you're not my parents and I don't listen to mean people."

Emmett what happened?