ANGELA
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Angela turned around as a voice sounded to her left.
"Hey, you must be new here. I'm Jansen."
Angela turned toward the voice. It was a girl with blonde hair - like her - and relatively startling amber eyes. Well, Angela wasn't one to talk about startling eyes. She herself had bright orange eyes - they even turned gold when she used her powers. Her naturally unstable powers. God, sometimes she envied Blindfold, with the powers that he seemed to be in complete control over. It wasn't that simple, she knew, but she wished she had more control over her abilities.
Anyway - where was Blindfold? Angela didn't see him at the teacher's table, and while almost nobody figured him for the person that liked formalities; Angela was a bit worried about his nonappearance. Would he even show up for class today? She hoped so - last night had been especially hard for him, and she suspected that even he wasn't fully healed. Angela had a couple of bruises herself, but nothing to the extent that Blindfold had been injured, mostly thanks to him. But that was how it was, as long as Angela preferred to remember. He looked out for her.
Realizing she was interacting with people right now, she looked toward the girl - Jansen, her name was Jansen - and decided her own introduction would be fitting. She smiled a warm smile at the girl and nodded.
"My name is Angela. It's nice to meet you."
Angela hadn't really had friends before. Well - that's not true, she guessed, there were a couple Wolf cubs that Angela had made friends with at the Pack that Blindfold - and eventually Angela - had become friendly with. She would play with them when they went to visit, and Blindfold had even dropped her off with them a couple times when she was little, when Blindfold would go on his more -
interesting, he called them
interesting - adventures. Sometimes he would be gone for a week or more, though Angela wasn't sure if that was because his adventure took a week, or because it had took him a week to heal from whatever happened. Blindfold rarely talked about those -
interesting adventures.
Though the organization that had kidnapped her had been real quiet ever since he stopped going on them.
In the next couple of minutes, though, another girl had approached them. The girl looked normal, but Angela - she didn't know. The Angel was trying to tell her something, Her voice echoing in the back of Angela's mind, but Angela couldn't tell what it was. They had a hard time communicating most of the time. Angela didn't know why their bond wasn't as strong as the Man's and Blindfold's - maybe it was because she hadn't had to rely on it so much? She knew it had been a matter of survival for Blindfold, since he was on his own for so long - but Angela just didn't understand the more complex things the Angel was trying to tell her.
Speaking of which, she didn't have any dreams last night, which was a good thing.
Thing is, with Angela, and especially Blindfold, dreams were rarely just dreams. they were omens, their patrons contacting them from Infinity to talk, or just plain old confusing. It was rare to not dream, and Angela was grateful for the peace last night. She had needed the rest.
She supposed she should say thank you.
Thank you, Angela pushed against their mental bond, trying to get it through.
You're welcome, The Angel pushed back - faintly. Like echoes, whispers in the void.
Angela smiled. She hadn't even been sure she'd get a response.
"
So... that line, huh?"
Angela shook herself out of her pensiveness.
Another girl was standing close to the pair, mentioning the line for breakfast. Angela looked. It did seem long, although Angela had gotten here relatively early. Angela smirked. She was glad she already had her lunch in her hands - the fragile-feeling cardboard tray providing interesting textures to her.
"Yeah... does seem long... " She said back, feeling sorry for this person and craning her head to look at the line.