Peyton smiled, and made his way to her where he sat down. Their arms brushed against each other as he pulled his knees to his chest, his arms resting atop them as he looked at the sleeping dragon absentmindedly. One of his concealed weapons poked at his hip and he rearranged it swiftly and nonchalantly, so as to avoid drawing attraction to it. Though, it wouldn't really matter anyways. The only time him and Myrr ever fought was during training.

"Alright, as for the reality, I really don't know. I'm just going to be honest about what I think about this; this is bullshit. Excuse my language, Myrr," he really didn't like to use vulgar language like that in front of women, but he knew that with Myrr he could say anything, and that was really what he was feeling. "I've seen a lot of things in my life as an Elite...but this is ridiculous." He sat shaking his head, chewing on his bottom lip.

Seraphin shrugged noncommittedly. "I don't know. But I don't think she saves people for the right reason. And as much as I dislike little girls who pretend to be really clever, I agree with Embeth. Darcy is dangerous. What if her spontaneous mind flashes get us killed because something doesn't work out the way it should? What if she makes another mistake. And also, some really wierd stuff has been happening to us since she appeared."

A low buzz was to be heard. The Dream Lord reappeared. "Oh dear, tut tut. Mutiny is it? The Time Lady isn't all sugar and spice and all things nice." She sighed and shook her head mockingly.
"There was an old girl from Gallifrey,
Who ended up throwing her life away!
She abandoned her friends,
And... oh dear. We've run out time. Don't spend too long there,
Or... er, you'll catch your death here." And once she had finished her limerick, she disppeared again.

"And all that? She knows something about Darcy. I thought Darcy was our friend." Seraphin said angrily.

Myrr whole heartedly laughed for a few second, resting her head against the bark, licking her lips thinking for a moment.
''Somehow I find it very thrilling, mind wrenching considering I had a small speech moment out there, but I can't take people distrusting each other. Especially not two people I care for. I guess it's a way to improve in a way you normally don't think of. And admit it, being in three realities is a once in a life time experience, we might get to look more hapily at the way we are right now. Or right then...'' She said, a finger at her lower lip.
''It's really Odd I didn't tell my students yet that I'm blind... It's really odd Embeth practically was kidnapped, that that ashley girl reminds me of tesla in an aura way, that Fiore practically became anti-social without me doing something... It just sounds so surreal, except for the fact Seraphin and Megumi are together. That's pretty cute actually, would the kid have headwings and angel wings? Or one of the two maybe...? Oh sorry I'm dawdling~ But all those stuff... This 'reality', I don't feel like it is. What do you think?'' Myrr practically sighed everything, hugging her knees placing her head over them.

Megumi practically twitched through the whole Limerick... ''HONESTLY, what does everyone have with gossiping?! PEOPLE, if you have questions about Darcy, ask it herself! AARGH, I can't take it! WHY does everyone doubt Darcy behind her back? Why don't you go up ahead and ask her, why are we getting so... Devilish all of a sudden? Gossiping should be one of those damn 7 sins, or 8 in this case! How stupid.'' She said, practically crying out in distress, bending through her knees, starting to sob.
''I'm sorry, I don't know... I don't get it, I don't want to be left alone... I don't want this, I want everyone to get along, I can't take this... Everyone leaving, everyone acting mean... How can this be? I HATE that Dream lord, she puts me in a reality in which I have a child... But why is everyone else so much alike a nightmare? And why isn't she the horrorish illusionista Lord or something? This is not a dream at all'' Megumi began right out crying now...

Peyton nodded as he sifted through her comments in his mind. It was always like this with Myrr; he'd have a checklist of their topics in his mind as she went through, then erase them again as he mentioned them. It was his way of keeping up with everything she was saying, and not dropping any topics that she found important. He didn't want to upset her, after all...

"First off, you don't control other people, Myrr. As much as I know you want your students to be happy go lucky, and be well balanced, and such, that doesn't always happen. Everybody is different; they all have different reactions and feelings. You can't control that. You can be there for them, but you can't make their decisions for them. You need to get accustomed with that, Myrr. Second, I got that vibe from Ashley as well. Though, I brushed it off because I thought I was just being silly. As for the others...I just think what happens happens. Though, I do think it will be an adorable child. But...it doesn't seem real; their child," he glanced over at Myrr, his eyelashes casting shadows like cages over his eyes.

Myrr sighed tiredly, hugging her knees even closer.
''It just felt Like I did nothing of significance. Nothing to even try to avoid these stuff. As if I've been watching a movie, seeing my own face, yet lacking me. And the child... Maybe because the dream lord can't produce life in illusions? It does seem to be too good to be true, but it's not like I can tell megumi that when there isn't proof the child is or is not real... And I know that Peyton, it's just like I'm a ragdoll lately. Like I'm just there, but not there... Oh my I'm dawdling again~ Could you start a subject please Peyton, I'm starting to have small depression signs.'' She sighed, again being added in her mind.
''It's really good of you to have kept your cool in all of this.'' Myrr smiled, turning to look at him from her knees.

"Megmi I think that you are asking for too much. You're delusional if you even dream of everone getting along. I'm sorry for this entire mess, I really am, but I can't help but doubt her sometimes." Fiore sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "Personally I have to problem in Darcy. I am indifferent towards her existance. It is just that she got us here and I can't help but feel a little pensive. And everytime someone tries to express their feelings towards her she gets defensive and snaps at people. You saw how she responded to Embeth." Fiore stated calmy with her hands firmly clasped infront of her.

Darcy cradled the device in her hands. She walked quickly down to the door, and opened it. Several things immedietly struck her as odd. Embeth was gone. Ashley was standing there, unresponsive, almost ignorant. Megumi was crying, however, this didn't worry Darcy that much seeing as she was pregnant and most probably hormonal. Fiore seemed defensive and peeved. All these things worried her. Her enthusiasm disappeared and was replaced with seriosity. She arrived soon enough to hear Megumi's outbreak. "Because not all dreams are happy." She said simply, hair waving slightly in the slight breeze that surrounded Seraphin constantly. "And I need all of you to trust me."

Seraphin looked at Darcy and seemed defiant. "Darcy, is it true that the Dream Lord knows you; you know her?" He asked, took another breath and then continued. "And is it true that you're just saving all of us to make up for something else?" He said. If Megumi meant that he should ask her, he felt that he should. "And how can we trust you if you don't tell us everything?" He demanded.

Darcy turned to Seraphin, eyebrows raised. "If I told you everything, I wouldn't need you to trust me, would I?" She smiled softly, and her expression became kinder. "All of you, I don't tell you everything. But right now, that doesn't matter. Right now, we need to be taking greater care. We are fighting for our lives here! That isn't clear enough. I need you to give me some ideas."

Seraphin stepped in front of Megumi, like a shield. "No. Fiore and I agree on this one. Even Embeth and Ashley. Something is seriously wrong with you. I mean, what kind of a name is Darcy Noir? You won't even tell us what happened to you in the past! You won't even tell us your real name! You made this all happen! This is all your fault. All of it!" His voice rose slightly as Darcy took a step backwards.

''Yeah I know, but once we start talking about someone's back...?'' She sobbingly answerred Fiore, wiping away some yet to fall down tears from the corners of her eyes, before rising figuring she shouldn't squash her baby while at it.
''I'm overreacting, but it's true Darcy, you barely give as an answer. You said we don't need to know everything, but we barely know a thing. I don't really care about your name to be honest, but I do care about your... Association with the Dream'' She coughed, a couple of times, thinking the name didn't suit the illusionist at all. ''Lord. It's a bit... Suspicious that that thing knows so.. Many about you. Even your first crush when she teased you about staring at Peyton or something...'' She said, looking at her with a smile, hoping she'd at least tell sómething right now.

Peyton nodded silently, brushing his hair off of his forehead, his chest rising and falling slowly. It pained him to see a woman he was so close with being so upset. In a way, it was his fault. As an Elite, it is his duty to protect others, even other Elites. That includes Myrr. He couldn't even protect her from her feelings. Stretching his legs out, he turned his body towards her, his shoulder against the tree as he brushed a few stray hairs from her face. His own countenance was gentle as he looked at her, his fingers stroking her hair.

"Myrr, you can't blame yourself, or judge yourself so harshly. You are an Elite, but you're not perfect. I don't know a single creature or species that is perfect. Everyone has their faults and strengths. I will tell you this though; being a little off is not a fault. It's natural. I may seem 'cool' with all of this, but you know that isn't true, Myrr. You know that I have the instinct to protect others, and the primal instinct of survival. But I've also become very accustomed with the concept of death. I know that we will all come to it at some point-even immortals come to a point where they lose parts of themselves because they're so sick of living. I know that eventually I will either reach that point, or die. I find no point in worrying over it. I do, however, find a point in trying to prevent, but that doesn't mean I have to be scared."

The elf blinked a few times, a gentle smile appearing at her face a few seconds later as Peyton brushed a few front locks away... The ones that actually move when you do so. She sighed, pursing her lips to the side. She'd have to do some human anatomy research later on, because she had one hell of a positive pay back coming his way.

''I don't blame myself on the cause... I do blame myself on the fact this isn't over yet. And I know no one is perfect, I don't expect myself to be...'' She sighed, adding an anymore in her head. Gosh, she sure makes incomplete sentences today doesn't she?
''We all have that instinct, if it didn't just smack us on our noses when we got to hear we were elites, to make us realise we actually needed to help and save people..... But anyway, I'm not planning on losing a game of a weird person I can't even sense. If that... Dream lord is even a person. About the idea of Darcy that we should be more scared, why do we even need to be scared? I think better when I'm calm. Yes, my reflexes are a bit slower, but in this... Game, it's more about thinking right?'' She sighed, blowing her cheeks full of air. Truth to be told, she wasn't scared of the situation.. But of the dream lord, that... Thing wasn't there. She couldn't possible sense it, and even though it's only one thing, she felt blind again after about... 200 years? Yes, that freaks you out.

Quetzalcoatl didn't get very far before he paused, listening to the rest of conversation. While most expressed some concerns, dissent was not united. A leader is required, someone for the rest to unite around. But who to choose?

Up until this point Darcy had been the driving force, her damnable, forceful personality bringing even shy Peyton and apathetic Myrr to heel. Peyton is a good choice to be the spearhead which pierces Darcy's infallibility. The others, including Myrr, will defer to him. But how to ... convince him to cooperate?

Peyton was a emotional breaker, never letting his emotions get the better of him. Except, if his response to Abby earlier was to be read properly, Myrr. Of course, therein another enigma: how to control the apathetic Elite? He'd never heard her strongly speak her mind regarding anything. But where does she go when she wants to be alone? The forest, which is the presumably the same place Peyton went in the latest conversation. As sad as the Academy would be without the trees, perhaps that was the best way to turn Myrr, which in turn seemed the best way to control Peyton.

With the target decided, Quetzalcoatl turned to the means. What will accomplish destruction of at least part of the forest without implicating myself? Synthesizers would be too slow, and would reveal his presence. Weather control was too far-fetched and would take time to assemble, something he didn't know if he had. Fire: it's simple, effective, and from normally evokes terror from people in its path. The obvious problem is Myrr controlling the elements. If it were not one fire but rather a number of smaller, converging fires, it might be too much for her to focus on at once; if needed, his necklace would allow him to at least distract her attention, and since he'd never demonstrated a proficiency in energy manipulation, he and Ashley, should anyone link the new girl to Tesla, would be have plausible deniability to argue against any accusation.

With those thoughts completed, Ashley began walking toward the cafeteria to get the needed supplies.

Darcy was incredulous. "First crush? What on Earth is wrong with you?" She was hurt. "What have I done?" She asked, holding out her hands as a gesture of piece. And defense. She seemed not to hear the bit about the Dream Lord. "I can't. You wouldn't understand, but I can't. There used to be more of me. But... not anymore." She took a deep breath.

The Dream Lord reappeared, grinning madly. "Hello, Darcy. Or should I call you, Child of Gallifrey? Or... perhaps destroyer of Worlds?" She waved merrily and disappeared.

Seraphin turned back to Darcy, snarling softly. "Destroyer of Worlds? Why don't you explain." He said, dangerously. The air around Darcy became thinner. Richer in carbon monoxide.

Darcy stared at all of them, her eyes bloodshot from the lack of oxygen. "Bad stuff happened that day. It was a bad day. And I can't tell you. I'll tell you later. I need you to trust me now. Please..." She almost begged.

Seraphin growled softly. "I'm sick of this. Tell us later? Just go. If you won't tell the truth. Go! You're causing this, you've made us this way, so why don't you just go?!" He could feel hatred for Darcy which wasn't his. He could feel guilt which wasn't his. He could only feel the emotions of the others. It made him sick. He wanted to explode, to die, to kill, to live, to cry, to implode. To just disappear.

Peyton sighed heavily, blinking as he pulled her close to him, the side of his head resting on the top of hers as he spoke, "I wouldn't call this a game. A game is fun. I think this is more like hunting, except we're the game in this case, and the Dream Lord is the hunter. The only problem is; why is she hunting alone? Even human hunters have the common sense to bring dogs with them, but this humanoid is hunting alone? Since she's hunting alone that means she must have the upper hand. However, I think it is one that we haven't found out yet.."

Chewing on his bottom lip, Peyton thought for a moment. The Dream Lord had an upper hand on everyone, but it seemed that Myrr had the greatest weakness here; she can't see the Dream Lord. He wished that he could use his power of adapting to others' powers to kind of twist it on people. He could make them adapt to something, and in turn he could let Myrr see through him. But, after all of his years of training he still didn't know how to do such a thing. Perhaps that's why he is so protective over her, because he feels that as an Elite it's his duty to protect her.

Megumi pursed her lips to the side.
''Time Lord... How does the dream lord know all those stuff?'' Megumi asked, tilting her head to the side, feeling the urge to pull seraphin's hair and drag him tosomewhere where he can let go for a moment... Oh wait, he has wings. Why doesn't he himself? She blew her cheeks full with air. Her dear husband was getting frustrated and it's not like she can pull him into a kiss right now. Oh how Megumi wanted to pull him somewhere where others weren't... The male was catching up too many and she knew her crying of earlier didn't help him.

Myrr blinked a couple of time, figuring she'd allow Peyton for now.
''A game doesn't by all needs have to be fun. It's supposed to keep you busy and distracted, but you don't need to have fun... Yeah, this situation, play game or entertaining the bad guy, whatever gives me the feeling I've missed 5 years.
And talking about this 'hunter game', what's going to be the next danger for us...? And how to solve the acid rain? It's too non watery to bend.'' Myrr pouted, closing her eyes thinking.
''What to do what to do...'' She sighed, this situation was getting on her nerves. First day academy is a time split of 5 years, acid rain, whatever's coming next, distress and the first person in 200 years she couldn't see... How stupid. The elf let out a breath she didn't know she had held in, taking a deep one after.
''Do you think I could make it evaporate with fire? Or freeze it maybe?'' The elf asked, 'looking' at Peyton as far as she could with his head on her's.

Aurora had stood off to the side watching everyone as they argued, not even bothering to answer the girl that asked who she was. Opening her mind she read everyone's thoughts while they argued. As she looked from person to person her black eyes seemed to shimmer. Noticing the girl that asked who she was earlier had walked off, Aurora began to follow her. The Elf was curious and she wanted to talk to her.

Closing off her mind to everyone's thoughts she concentrated on making herself levitate. Rising up into the sky she flew off towards Ashley and flew above her for a few moments. Then she went into a dive towards the ground and landed on her feet next to her. Keeping pace with the girl, Aurora looked to her. "Hi. I'm Aurora." Cutting off her powers made her eyes turn back to her black with green irises.

Quetzalcoatl was slightly annoyed by the reemergence of the levitating elf, but this could actually be better; this could provide a scapegoat for the coming conflagration.

Quetzalcoatl stopped and turned towards Aurora. "Sorry about back there. It's just getting too much for me and I am hungry, so I was going to the cafeteria to find some food. Who was everyone back there?"

Aurora continued to walk by the girl until she stopped, which caused her to stop along with her. While she listened to her, Aurora could understand where she was coming from. It seemed like all the group did was fight, which to her was annoying. Darcy though was the most annoying, everything with her was so weird. She talked in circles and seemed to be always having problems. Aurora didn't even know what the problem was this time. "Oh it's ok. They do get a bit much to handle." Thinking for a second she continued again. "Well Peyton was over their. I believe I saw Abigail, Fiore, Darcy, Megumi, Seraphin, Embeth earlier, and Abigail's twin. Pretty much the whole group." After she stopped talking Aurora realized she never got her name. "What's your name? If I may ask."

"I'm so sorry! I was so overwhelmed with the situation I forget to give you my name. I'm Ashley Thorne. So how is it you can fly? I'm jealous; it must be useful to up-and-leave when you want to."

Quetzalcoatl willed his stomach to grumble loudly. "Are you hungry, because I am. Would you mind we talked while we walked?"

Smiling at Ashley, Aurora decided to answer her last question first. "Let's go get something to eat." She began to walk while still talking to Ashley. "Completely understandable, happens to everyone. Well I have the ability to control matter so I just concentrate on my body and make it fly. It is nice. I haven't been able to do it for long, I just learned a while ago. Lots of practice and crashing," she said with a laugh.

Quetzalcoatl walked with Aurora to the cafeteria. He almost regretted not getting to know her better the last time he was here because she seemed nice. Unfortunately, this time around he had a task to do; he'd try to make sure she wasn't amongst the body count.

"The crashing must have been painful. Do you heal quickly as well to recover from the practice attempts? I do, although I've never had to learn something which required a lot of use of the gift, although it was useful when I learning to sew."

They were nearly to the cafeteria now, having left the larger group behind. Hopefully they're at each others throats when I see them next. Quetzalcoatl opened the door and gestured for the "older" girl to go first.

[You can move this forward some if you like.]
[The assessment that Aurora is younger than Quetzalcoatl is based on her apparent age.]

Darcy moved backwards, and the air spell was broken. She took a deep breath and looked at her friends. "If I told you, you'd never trust me again. So, please, at least pretend to trust me for one day while we sort this out. One day. And I will tell you everything that I can." She said softly and rightened herself up.

There was a long, awkward pause and then; "No." Seraphin said folding his arms and stepping back too. He displayed the arrogance that usually belonged to Darcy. It was almost like they had all stolen the shield of a turtle, and that turtle was trying to protect itself.

Darcy's smile faded. "I'm sorry, what?" She asked in disbelief. She wanted this to be over, as much as them. If not more. "Surely my only friends, my only family should have to accept that I deal with my past the way I do? My past isn't relevant to the fact that we could die. Or worse!"

Seraphin took Megumi's hand. "We should go. Megumi, do you want to?" Through all of his anger he still let her decide. "Do you want to stay safe with us or waste your time on her? She's insulting our intelligence." He said quietly.

"How can we trust you if you dont tell us anything? It's a bit irritating Darcy. We're all stuck here so we should all fucking know.", Abigail was reaching her patience with her friend. Ready to snap. she wanted to go back to normal! Normal where there was no fighting, no confusing dreamlords and all this junk. The fact Darcy wouldn't tell them anything made her distrust Darcy.

Megumi's face actually lit up at the truth part in one day.. One day? That meant they'd make it and Darcy actually had faith in it. Which was good. To be honest, when Darcy doesn't want to tell, the valkyrie thinks it probably has a reason, considering she wants them to trust her no matter what. The time lord has been asking that for a while, maybe the information would make them doubt while darcy feels like it shouldn't... Like they shouldn't doubt her right now. Like it would be better for all of them to just doubt her later on and learn to accept in a more peaceful time. But she did notice Seraphin was angry, and that was something she tried to avoid at all costs, considering most of the time it isn't even his own, which probably is frustrating.
''I don't think Darcy is necessarily insulting our intelligence, to be honest I don't think she is insulting us at all. But my thoughts about this are a secret this time for I barely understand them myself, and I don't want to get bitten at, or doubt myself again.'' Megumi said, mainly looking at Seraphin, a smile appearing at her face.
''Lets go, I don't like to see you angry.'' She said while looking at his hand, it sure was bigger than her's. Somehow protective.
''Lets take a stroll through the woods my dear knight, the fresh air will do us good.'' Megumi said with a smile, looking at him before pulling the angel with her, her headwings fluttering happily, giving darcy a 'don't bother him' wink. If the valkyrie could, she'd take a moment to talk with the Time Lord later on in a more relaxed way.

Seraphin was still angry. He refused to be moved. "Don't you see? She doesn't even think we'll make it. She's making false promises. She's afraid to die. I can feel it." He snarled dangerously. He stared down at the figure of someone who he had trusted. "Tell us the truth!" He rose his voice, and it was effective.

Darcy looked up to the terrifying angel, tears in her eyes. "Fine. You want to know what happened? I destroyed Gallifrey. I killed my entire species. There is no-one left but me. I destroyed Gallifrey and the Time War with it. That is why the Daleks call me the Oncoming Storm. I destroyed them and their Emperor. I sent the Nightmare Child into the depths of the Vortex. And my planet. My beautiful home. Gone. Now do you understand why I didn't want to tell you?" Her eyes looked like bottomless holes again. Merciless. Cold. "So many other worlds have ended in my wrath. So many other species that tried my patience. I used to have so much mercy."

The truth was terrible. It made Seraphin sick, and filled him fear. But it didn't numb the anger in him. He stepped away from Darcy like she had just hit him. He shook his head slowly. "Leave me. Leave us all." Revulsion and fear were the only things on his face.

Megumi practically stared at both persons in front of her. Her husband who continued asking untill an obvious panicked Time Lord had to tell something she was obviously not proud of... She killed whole species? Nightmare Child? And destroying your own home planet? What reasons are those supposed to have? She averted her eyes, letting everything sink... So if Darcy had to, she'd kill her own kind... Well maybe that wasn't her own fault, but other species? She let out a sigh, disappointment.
''We see, and that was rather unexpected... We were planning to go anyway right, Seraphin?'' The woman said, pulling on his hand still holding her. Megumi was sad actually... Not really at Darcy, she was a time lord and well... Even if they don't get it, she'll continue to do so because she must. Still it was disappointing... She needed a moment, and seraphin needed a lot more than that.