forum Magic High School roleplay

Started April 02, 2018 by @rot-baby-rot!

tune

//bye

Leon woke up. He was still lying in an empty portion of bookshelf. When he started to get up, he remembered that he had been injured. Leon had bled a lot, but it had stopped now, at least. He crawled out from under the bookshelf, holding his side and feeling incredibly weak.

“Leon!” Eleanor hurried over. “Are you okay?” She asked.

//Eleanor: has imprinted onLeon

"I FOUND SOME OF THE KIDS!" one of the cops yelled. Did they not think to search here? Maggie looked up as medics placed some bodies onto stretchers and wheeled them away. She suddenly felt a even stronger pull to the bodies, but only a few of them. She could hear faint breathing in her ears, though when she turned around, there was no one there. Margarita suddenly shot towards where the doors used to be and to the bodies on the stretchers she felt pulled to. The first one was a girl, about seventeen, who suffered severe head trauma and internal bleeding in the colon section. Maggie placed her hands on the girls head and stomach and they began to glow faintly yellow. She didn't know what was happening, how did she know all that information? What was going on? Maggie's hands went cold and the girl abruptly shot up looking around fearfully. She looked at Maggie with confusion before feeling her head, noticing the lack of pain. A paramedic turned around and saw her, and quickly told his chief that one of the 'dead' bodies was alive. The paramedic realized that some of the covered up corpses still had pulses and began treatment on them. Maggie didn't know what to do, so she ran back to help with some of the other kids in the library, despite the pull towards the injured ones.

"Yeah… I-I think so," Leon rasped, "Or at least, I will be."

“What’s that mean? Can you walk?”

Maggie rushed over to a boy who had just crawled out of the rubble of a bookshelf. She recognized him as a student that shared some of her classes, but never really hung out with. She knelt at his side and placed her hands on his hip as they began to faintly glow. She was just as confused as he was, she didn't know how or why or what she was doing, but she kept at it. It felt natural to her, like an instinct. The boy's name registered in her head: this boy was Leon Wyland.

Lucille groaned, her head was throbbing. She sat up for a while, registering the stinging that came from her forearm.

“What… why are your hands glowing.” Eleanor asked the girl who ran over.

"I-I've lost a lot of blood. It's stopped now. I'll recover," Leon said to Eleanor, trying not to sound too frantic. He turned his head to Maggie then and watched in awe as she touched him and a glow came from her hands.

Maggie was shocked to find another person sitting next to Leon, she also recognized her.
"Uh, well, the thing is, uh I don't really know but it feels right and I think I am healing him." she tried her best to respond, though panicked. She turned her head back down to Leon and nervously smiled as she pulled her now cold hands away from his healed injury. She went to stand up, she felt another strong tug to an injured person in the room.

“Like… magic?” She looked doubtful. “That doesn’t… it isn’t supposed to… exist.”

Leon was surprised when the pain mostly faded. He lifted up the edge of his shirt and saw that the wound had reduced to nothing but a small scratch. He meant to thank Maggie, but he was too shocked at what she had done to say anything. He was still a little dizzy and likely would have some trouble standing, but he was grateful that Maggie had saved him what could have been weeks of recovery time.

“…okay, so I was wrong,” she said. “Is was it that darkness? Do you need help getting up?”

Leon nodded reluctantly at the offer for help. He was still very confused. "Hey, do you have any idea what happened here?"

“No, I got knocked out - everyone did - a little after you got thrown,” she said, offering him an arm.

"That's what I thought too," Maggie said faintly. She turned and let the magnetic pull guide her to the next person in need of healing. It was a girl named Lucille who had a heavy headache and a slash on her arm. She placed her hands on the injured parts and, though she was beginning to get exhausted, let her hands do their magic.

“What- why are your- why are they glowing?”

Maggie looked into her eyes and gave an annoyed glare. Of course, she know that Lucille was just as confused as everyone else, but she was beginning to loose her patience. "I don't know how or why I can do it, but I can heal you, so yeah."

//got to go, brb

//bye

Leon leaned on Eleanor a little bit, mostly just using her for a little extra stability. "Oh… well, that's strange. We couldn't all be dreaming, could we? No, that's ridiculous… I wouldn't be having this kind of pain if it were a dream."

“My dreams normally involve sadness and despair so,” she said. “The police are asking for descriptions of the creatures, did you see anything?” She asked as they walked back.

"No, but I got pretty close and personal with it. I felt it, at least. It was heavily muscled and feathered, and it had razor claws," Leon answered, not sure of how else to describe his experience in the dark.

Lucille frowned, she wouldn’t forget that glare. “Okay.”