Shapeshifter's Underground (Somewhere under London)

"Glad he's happy." -I smile like a kid hearing his dad was buying pizza for winning a baseball game.-

"But hey you won't be here long, I think Sleeping' beauty. Ya got anyone else ya want me to tell?"

The girl paused and forced herself to sit, shaking slightly with the effort or it before taking up her paper and pencil again.

Do you think you can tell Matthew for me? If anyone should know, it's him.

"Ya got it. You two are pretty close ain't ya?"

A sorrowful look crossed over Cynder's face for a single moment before she hid it, trying to think over what she had really done to agree with Descole in all of this...

But she nodded firmly.

Yes. Yes... we are. He's my boyfriend, I can't keep him in the fog.

"Sheesh, I admit having a preacher as a boyfriend sounds like pullin teeth but I didn't think it'd be THAT bad."

A stern, upset look forced it's way into Cynder's expression-filled face, and she scribbled quickly on the paper before showing it to Joa.

It's not bad! He's a good man! If you blame him, I'll happily let Justice bite into you!

A pause, she made sure he read it before writing something new.

He just needs to know is all. And anyway, when I've gotten my hearing and voice back... there's something he needs to know..
...
something everyone needs to know.

"What's up?" -I ask her curiously, after stepping back from her outburst.-

This... illness isn't all accidental...

She seemed shy on this subject, as if afraid that telling would send her into some state of a coma.
But, she wrote it swiftly and held it for Joa to see, eyes dark and calm.

-I look at her confused.- "Whst the hell are ya talking about?

It's a poison, Joa.

She wrote it bluntly, showing it to the boy before continuing.

I didn't have a clue that Descole would put so much into my body. But, it's not accidental. i allowed him to.

"YOU ALLOWED HIM TO POISON YOU?! WHAT THE HELL?! ARE YOU UNICORNING INSANE?!" -I yell at her.-

Cynder remained cold, calculating.
She looked at him as if smugly.

I'm deaf right now. Yelling won't get you anywhere.

A pause, she continued her train of thought.

But yes. I allowed him to poison me. It's not fatal, but it's a lot of trouble. It was a simple deal, Joa. A random act of kindness.

"Kindness.... you ARE unicorning crazy! THE BASTARD STORMED HERE TO KILL YA!!!"

Acceptance and forgiveness can turn even the darkest of hearts.

The girl's expression was stern, cold, emotionless as she looked right into Joa's eyes.

You would know about that specifically, so why won't you accept that others can take part of what happened to you as well?

"Descole is NOTHING like me! I'm not a psychotic killin' grade 1 a-hole!"

I never wrote you were.

Though Serious, it was obvious Cynder still had enough humour who write 'wrote' instead of 'said.'
But now was no time for jokes.

But all hearts are alike- they have a desire to be accepted. Descole wants Clare to forgive him for the way he treated her- for not saving her.
I've vouched to take in Clare's personality into my body for him to do so. He'll use the Specter to find what he needs, and that's it.

"Okay, sleepin' beauty... hate to break it to ya, but life isn't a fairy tale, I should know."

"No every bad guy is redeemable, hell I don't even know if I'M even forgiven for all that bad shit I did!"

Who's to say life isn't it's own fairy tale, Joa?

The girl sighed and shakily stood, shocked at her own strength.

Well, whatever. I'm going back to Hogwarts.

"Well I'm comin' with ya... and I'll be keepin' a close watch, 'kay? So for the love of Christ... please don't make my life hard."

-I frown a bit.- "Kinda got enough in that department as is..."

You don't need to watch me. That's why Descole's there. And I wouldn't be surprised if I'm in massive trouble for disappearing without telling him first.

The girl shot Joa a harsh look before reaching to the bedside and pulling on her sweatshirt, which was folded on it neatly.
It was overlarge for the girl, and easily his her hands in it's folds and curves, but it was warm and smelled wonderfully of campfire.
And she nodded to Joa before motioning to Ged.

We should probably at least say goodbye.

-I roll my eyes, this gals gonna be the death of me...-

-I walk over to Ged and gently shake him.- "Hey, Cynda's heading out..."

Ged stirred, jolting awake in shock at Joa's shake.

However, he smiled before looking past him to the girl.

Slowly, the man stood.

"So she's well enough to go...?"

"Not mentally I don't think! She actually LET Descole poison her!"

(( Descole* ))

Ged scowled and looked to the girl, who had her arms crossed in the lumpy sweatshirt.

"... She's of sound mind, Joa. Whatever she did must be for hr own reasons. Whatever you two do, stay safe.."

OOC Pardon me, LLLOOONNNGGG day in class

IC

"But Ged..."