- Messages
- 922
- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Reuben <3
- Age
- 6/2026
Saveli was more than furious. Her face still stung slightly, almost as much as her pride did. She would teach her no good, lion-headed sister to mess with her. Saveli knew what would wound Prudence more than hurting her little gal-pal; and that was hurting her grades. The blonde's sister seemed to care all too much about them, and classes were about all they managed to talk about before getting under each other's skins. So after Prue had sealed her fate with Saveli, she headed straight for the library. The school had obtained a new councilor. She had seem him around, he was sickeningly cheery, almost as bad as her friend Viviana was. However, his caring nature was the kind she was looking for. She had considered briefly finding a professor, but which one she could go to that would listen she didn't know, so as she stopped in front of his office door, she smirked.
Within a moment the smirk was wiped off her face and she was 'in tears' again. Her face was still read from the little bit she'd cried down by that cursed tree. She knocked on the door softly and from inside came a voice that invited her in. Sniffling just slightly for dramatic effect, Saveli entered. "M-Mr..." She didn't even say his full name, causing her to sound more childish, possibly more innocent. "C-can I talk to you?" She asked, now fully in the room. Her hand was held to her cheek, covering where Prudence hit. She had been putting some pressure on it the whole way there to be sure that it would stay nice and red so she had proof. After all, it wasn't like she was lying to the man telling him that her sister had struck her. That part of the story was true. However her part of innocence in it was all too fabricated. The sly woman only hoped that he was too dull to see through her guise.
Within a moment the smirk was wiped off her face and she was 'in tears' again. Her face was still read from the little bit she'd cried down by that cursed tree. She knocked on the door softly and from inside came a voice that invited her in. Sniffling just slightly for dramatic effect, Saveli entered. "M-Mr..." She didn't even say his full name, causing her to sound more childish, possibly more innocent. "C-can I talk to you?" She asked, now fully in the room. Her hand was held to her cheek, covering where Prudence hit. She had been putting some pressure on it the whole way there to be sure that it would stay nice and red so she had proof. After all, it wasn't like she was lying to the man telling him that her sister had struck her. That part of the story was true. However her part of innocence in it was all too fabricated. The sly woman only hoped that he was too dull to see through her guise.