Tell The OC Below A Secret!

There was a faint sound of scribbling on a worn out page of paper. A ghastly blue hand floating besides the Magister was writing with a black quill in hand, possibly recording every single word that Fang was saying. There was many things that Zoe would have to remember, but perhaps something about this would help Fang when he needed it most? Of course, Zoe wasn't a social butterfly - he rarely spoke to anyone that was a stranger to him. He was rarely a man who gossips and causes drama. And the glowing red eyes that sneered at the mage would only mean that he'd be threatened greatly if he spoke of it.

It was odd. Fang hated the coat, but for some reason even if it was worn out and scuffed it fit him. I'm sure he wouldn't want to hear that out of Zoe's lips, but he unknowingly did it. "That's funny. I think that coat fits you better than anyone else. ...I'm sure he'd even more outraged if he heard me speaking about that." He followed it with reassuring words. "In other words..."

The sound of scribbling stopped and the black quill lifted off the page before it could possibly bleed through and ruin the future entries that he's written. With two phantom-like hands closing it gently, a third set of fingers would lock it shut with a key attached to the lapel of his own blue coat. "I assure you. Your secret is safe with me. Even the dead - the ones you killed - wouldn't know that you've told me." He nodded with a smile.

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There was fellow figure, who stood across from Zoe at a corner table of the Grand Librarium. With books and aisles surrounding them, they were rather secluded from the other goers that entered the Library for their own knowledge-seeking. And the usual, with small chatter and a point of silence all throughout the vicinity, Zoe found it comforting.

"You must be new here," he peered over with the person overlooking a set of books in front of them. "I am Zoe, the Librarian's assistant. I am also a tutor if you need help with anything. I am more willing to help you than anyone else here."

He smiled, placing a small piece of wood that he used as a bookmark. He's spent the time helping the other seek for something that only the Librarium had. For the past hour they exchanged small whispers until they found themselves in the far back of the library, where rarely any light cracked through the enormously tall bookshelves. 

"I always recommend visiting the rest of the College of Magic. The campus is beautiful and the people there are wonderful. They are my home, hence why I am a tutor. Everyone, including wonderful teachers... they're like my family. But... perhaps there's another reason why I became a tutor?"

A phantom, ghostly hand floats to his face, where a single finger is placed on his lips. A gentle and barely audible hush left his mouth. A secret, he was trying to indicate. "There is a professor that's been with me since I entered the college. He's... a wonderful teacher to me and I... I like him. I-I mean perhaps more than just like him? I apologize it's unnecessary to tell you but... do you think this is wrong? To fall in love with your teacher? I do attend his classes anymore because he teachers lower level studies. But still- I may be honor student but I am a student nonetheless. I haven't even confessed to him-"

He becomes flustered, his face barely pink and he looked away. Talking about his feelings were practically useless when he can't even figure out how to say it in the first place.

Lupra found great enjoyment in the company of this man, she had just entered the Grand Librarium out of curiosity, since she always seeks to find new and intriguing knowledge, but stayed for the chatting, which is a rare occurrence, especially considering people tend to stay far away from her.

As she is caught in interested by all the amounts of books around her, many that she has never even seen before, she looks at him and listens in when he tells his secret, she holds one hand up to her chin and tilts her head.

"Hmm...Love is complicated, isn't it?..."

She looks off, blushing, thinking about her own dilemma with love.

"I suppose I would know. I...relate to you, very much. You beat yourself up over your feelings because you believe it's wrong, I understand that, and as much as I'd love to give you advice, I find it hard to find words considering I find myself in a similar one... However, in my eyes I don't believe that your feelings are wrong, you can't control them, and he means a lot to you, yes? He has most likely taught you a great deal and been there for you for a great amount of time, So don't beat yourself up over it, we only live once after all..."

She looks at him once again, bowing politely.

"Thank you for this time, and know you aren't alone...Your secret is safe with me."

In the dark fog at night, maybe possibly in a dream? Lupra appears from the dark, slithering close to you, but today she has a very hard time to focus on her work, she finds that she can't control her powers properly and she knows that you can notice it right away, she has something on her mind.

She sighs.

"Look... I'm supposed to smell your fears, give you nightmares, yada yada...But...I just need someone to talk to, may...I?"

She sits onto the ground, curling her tail as it's tucked close to her body, she looks down and fiddles with the odd, grey sand below them.

"When I was born in the sands of Egypt...I was found and taken in by the Egyptian god Anubis. And so...he...means a lot to me,"

She blushes a dark green-teal

"He has been nothing but kind to me, he taught me many things and he's the reason why I'm still alive til this day... So, to put it simply...I'm madly in love with him...But I can't tell him this, he's a god! He would never consider getting with someone like me...Not only that, but I'm hideous... God...Why am I telling this to a complete stranger? Ugh...Just so you know, if you spread this secret anywhere, I WILL deal with you, got it?,,,Anyway...Sorry..."

Maribelle was pretty sure she was asleep a few minutes ago, but now she was here. Wherever here was. She noticed the stench first, however, and so gagged on the odor of... of something burning? She couldn't pinpoint what the scent was, exactly, but she supposed she had worse things to worry about when her eyes fell upon the woman before her. At once, the girl shied away in a fearful silence.

Lupra had made up her mind, and besides, Maribelle was too afraid to protest. So, she nodded, and she listened. Something about sand, something about Egypt, wherever that was. She hadn't the fortune of learning about such civilizations, nor the gods of others. Even if she wanted to know more, she supposed she would be hauled off faster than she could say "oh shit!", but that wasn't the point here. Not quite. But, even then, she didn't understand as well as she probably should have.

Love. It was so revolting.

"You're not... that bad, ma'am." Maribelle offered meekly. "Gods, I think, are more-- more..." She trailed off and gestured vaguely. What was she trying to get at? Fuck, who knows?

"I don't know a whole lot about that." she continued on, "But, even if he wouldn't like you back, I'd think that... Mmm, maybe, maybe, he's missing out." It was the most encouragement she could offer. She was too freaked out to actually be an asshole. This was a dream, anyway, wasn't it? "I won't tell anyone... Don't think anyone'd believe me..."

"It's... probably not too far off from..." The girl gestured strangely. She had a solemn look to her regardless, but that was almost always the case. God forbid she smile for damn fucking once.

"But, it's something that probably shouldn't be spread, either, because I know I'll get in trouble for it." she said, "But, I..." She stopped, still uncertain of how to word the information she was supposed to be spilling.

"I don't like men, if that makes sense. The only girl I've ever been with, she-- she was evil. So, I threw her down the wall, but that's not really my secret, me killing her, not really... Everyone at base knows that. It's that I was with her in the first place..."

She folded her hands in her lap, and then more quietly, she added, "I know why I am this way, but I'm just trying to be good. Trying to be cured."

"Ah...that's quite unfortunate...I hope you achieve your curing goal thing soon" Haroy sweats as he try to cheer/comfort her.

"I could see how you would dislike men, I feel kinda guilty about this" He looked away and averting eyes while rubbing onto his supposively arms under those over-sized sleeves. He did it a few times before stopping and look back at her "But that isn't a reason to give up. I'll be rooting for you!" He smiled with some little croo sound escaping his mouth.

Roy looks around a little bit after his respond, left to right to make sure it's clear to just him and the next person he's about to tell his secret. Once it's clear, he inhaled and starts to tell what was in his mind.

"Well...you know, I am a harpy and I can fly and all...but I'm afraid of height." He sweats "I can't stand taking flight from one tree to another...I could hover, though. I feel more secure about doing just that." he spreads his arms as if they were wings, trying to explain via demonstrating.

"I also have a body pillow of my girlfriend just in case-" Thaaaat just escalated? That had nothing to do with what he was talking about at all...oh Haroy...

Ellie shook her head and put her hands on her hips. "No, I get how you feel. I used to be a cop and had a name for myself. But after I got married and had kids I turned into more of a housewife than anything. So I get it. It feels like you kind of end up in the background more than anything. I haven't really figured out much of what to do about it either, but maybe you and I can look at things to do?"

"My husband is... a mobster boss," Ellie mumbled without making eye contact. "Mainly dealing black market firearms. The worst part is that I was a cop when I met him, I was trying to catch him! Now I've got a family with him." She sighed and closed her eyes. "I'm always so conflicted about it. He goes against everything I've been taught to uphold, he breaks the law! But he's... he's a nice guy. A great guy. He's never harmed me or the kids, never even raised his voice. I don't know." She offered you a weak smile. "Thanks, though. Feels good to vent a little."

He smiles in return to her confession, quietly having sat through the entirety of it. "That's..an interesting relationship." He starts, adjusting his posture in his seat. It's a comfortable atmosphere, a solitary seclusion away from the bigger, louder parts of a library. Who essentially knows why they were here speaking, but it's not really something that matters. He enjoyed information. It was the key to communication and to well..other things. As he passes his gaze once more over her face in a quiet pause, he notes glimpses of her futures that will never exist, but keeps them to himself. "Wouldn't it be awful if someone you had worked with found out about that?" 

Wouldn't it be horrible..if he called the police department up and led them on a trial to discover it?

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There's a distinctive sense of looming judgement in the air. He sits on a couch across from you, both legs folded in similar fashion to an attentive kindergarten child with hands resting on his ankles. You wouldn't know it, but he's assessing you, reading your movements and motives with silent precision. He knows he should never speak of a serious secret of his to any person, not you or someone he was closer to. Meaning..he's thinking of simple things, stuff that doesn't matter. "You're looking at my eyes, aren't you?" Finally is spoken, humored. "People notice they're different colors often. Brown and light green. It's startlingly different, isn't it? What if I told you they weren't always like this. What would you say?"

(I wonder what Viper is getting from my dumbass Georgia lol)

"You're looking at my eyes, aren't you? People notice they're different colors often. Brown and light green. It's startlingly different, isn't it? What if I told you they weren't always like this." said Viper. "What would you say?"

Georgia had been in fact craning her neck up to stare at him, standing just up to his jaw on her hind legs beside him on the couch. She was leaning so far back that she was having trouble righting herself. It would really suck if I broke my back right now! thought the cocker spaniel very accurately, sniffing at Viper.  Maybe that's why real dogs don't have human hair on their heads, like I do. I wish my designer never gave me this insane ponytail! I don't even know how I tie it every morning, I have paws!

Mm, he smelled interesting! Like hair conditioner (gosh, his hair was so nice!!), street tar and the soul-crushing weight of a mysterious power! Her nose itched. She could just see his eyes from her angle. Hm. Brown...... and brown.

I am a dog! remembered Georgia with a shock. DOGS ARE COLOR BLIND!!! But he's obviously telling me something important and special...... I guess I will just have to.., ,,, ,, lie,, ..,,, ,, , ,

"Ohhh!!!!!" exclaimed Georgia guiltily. "Wow! Brown and green! That's really cool!!!! I love how they're so different from each other! Do you have contacts in? I used to have colored contacts, but I ate mine and had to go get my tummy opened by doctors! I'm not allowed them anymore, did you eat yours as well??"

[Reserved for reaction lol]

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"A secret?" squeaks the dog, yawning. She considers this thoughtfully for a minute, and flops down on the grass next to you.

"You mustn't tell anyone about this, okay?" Georgia tells you seriously. "Or I'll be mad at you. And you don't want me to be mad at you! I won't talk to you for a week!! Well, five days......... three.

"I'll just be really mad, and sad, and disappointed in you..... FOREVER!" declares Georgia very dramatically, spreading her itty-bitty "arms" wide. "So don't tell anyone, okay?

"The thing is," whispers Georgia, looking around furtively. "My girlfriend Veronica!! She is a poodle! I think she is really pretty, and I LIKE her! Don't tell anyone! It'll be really embarassing if she finds out - we live together!!! We even share the same room and clothes and food and everything!! It would really suck if it becomes embarassing and awkward every time we see each other because then we won't be able to go on dates anywhere anymore!!!"

Salvador nodded fiercely. Even though the thief really didn't like talking himself,  was a champion in ignoring others for longer then a week, Georga's threats sounded real. "You're secret is save, " he said. "Cross my heart, hope to die." He softly shoved a bit a side to make room for the friendly talking dog. His eyes widen when Georgia told him her secret. "Oh!" He said. Gasping and placing a hand for his mouth in an awkward way to try and cover it up."Thats so..adorable." Salvador was right though. Dating dogs, are adorable.

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Salvador nervously wobbled on his feet. His face locked in an grimace. "I..a secret? Right. Ya my secret, " he said. Salvador fidgeted with his hands, clearly not knowing where to place them. "I..i got a secret, I got many secrets but, " Salvador's voice dropped. It was nearly louder then a whisper when he continued. "I stole Graak's pocket watch, " he said. "T..there, now you know! P..lease don't tell her.. She'll kill me!"

"Owwww that's aaaaall?" Darling stretched their words out in a lazy manner, a look of dissapointment on their face. "I mean, you were so nervous-nervous, I was expecting something more fuuuuun! A secrety secret like a murder! or or...or a murder! But you just stole your relative's pocket watch? That's sooooo boooooring! But worry not! I won't tell your auntie your seeeeecret~ I know how to keep secrets, even such boring ones, yeah~!"

"Hmmmm my seeecret~?" Darling asked, tapping their lower lip with their index finger as if they were thinking of something very impotant. "I don't have any secrets-secrets! I'm just an ooopen book~!" They exclaimed after thinking for some time. "Buuuut if you want to know a secret of mine soooo badly bad, maybe I'll tell you one~" They lowered their voice to a whisper. "I. Like. Cheesecakes! Yeah~! That's my biggest secret~ Satisfied~?!" Darling giggled. "Just kidding-kidding~! Or not? Who knows~ If you tell me something interestingf in return, I might share a veeeery exciting story with you too~" 

Nik stared dumbly at Darling for a solid five seconds before snickering. "Yeah, that's a pretty lame secret, dude. And cheesecake tastes like total ass, anyway! I thought I'd get some juicy tid-bits outa this. Laaaammmmeee~!"

Leaning close with a wide, lop-sided grin, the golem breathed chilled air into your ear as he stage-whispered, "A secret, huh? I've gotta pretty funny one! My master," he emphasized the title with heavy air-quotes, "tried out a new tonic and was waitin' to see if there would be any side-effects. When he went to bed that night I shaved a chunk outa his hair!" At this he broke out into giggles. "He totally believed that it was just the tonics fault!"

He gasps deeply and laughs, static coming out of him as he spasms out hard inbetween his laughs and snorts.

"HAHAHAHAHA!! THAT'S CRAAAAZY!!!! How did you ever do that without HIM WAKING UP?? HE MUST HAVE COMPLETELY BLACKED OUT!!", He think and laughs "I suppose the side-effect was embarrassment~" He laughs louder. "It's going to be HARD to NOT spread this secret around for the LAUGHS but I'll keep your name secreeet!! Promise!!!"

Fizzle is wandering around the mostly empty village where the Capital P Pals reside, he sits next to a unfortunate random person on a bench that has stumbled upon this place, he looks down, twirling his fingers, as he just starts to speak his mind to this unknown person.

"Isn't love just soooo complicated?? Especially when the woman you love can NEVER LOVE YOU BACK??" Static leaves him and he spasms as he speaks. "Gravel...The girl I love...She witnessed her husband cheat on her before she died, so now she just doesn't trust any man!! THAT INCLUDES ME!!" He whines "BUT I LOVE HER!! I TRY AND GIVE HER FLOWERS AND CHOCOLATE, I DO EVERYTHING I CAN!!! WHAT MORE CAN I DO??" He gasps and laughs "Oh fuck! Sorry! I shouldn't be spitting all of this out on some STRANGER!...Uh...You promise not to tell anyone...R-right??"

KC was perhaps already waiting for Fizzle's arrival at the bench. The angel looks up at Fizzle and smiles. "Never say never! Don't you ever give up on love! Love is an ever opening arm. One without judgement. Love is everything! And don't apologize! I'm no stranger! Why I'm KC! The angel of love!" KC reaches over and places his hand on Fizzle's heart, "You have a soul my friend. And sometimes it has to express itself in order to heal. Speaking of healing, it looks like that is something you two have in common! Perhaps sharing your scars will open up a window. The best gifts in life are never tangible ones. And sometimes, the best gift to give someone is time. Your time and a willingness to listen to their story." With that, he gave Fizzle a very loving hug.

KC looks around nervously... "I have to unburden myself... My secret... I'm... I'm lazy... I should be doing more to spread the message of love. But instead, I just lay around and over eat mostly. That, or observe people and eat... That's like 2 of the 7 deadly sins I personally have!" He suddenly gaps, "I'm probably not even an angel.... What if I'm the devil..."

"Tch, there is absolutely no problem with that," Aysun said while applying makeup. He paused long enough to look at KC. "You have, like, know how to love yourself first! And what better way than treating yourself with some, like, yummy food? Sometimes you've got to, like, just chill, you know? Besides, people like devils a lot more than angels now." He looked back at the mirror and began working on his eye shadow. "Just watch your calorie count. Food's great but it's such a slippery slope. Or you could, like, totally join me when I exercise. Ooh, that'd be fuuun! We could, like, gossip while jogging!"

"Oh! I have GOT to tell you about this, but you can't tell anyone, okay?" Aysun said excitedly. "So my friend, Derrick, like, totally is crushing on his roommate's sister, Becky, right? Well Becky told me over lunch that she was crushing on Derrick's FRIEND, Brad! But here's the crazy part. Brad, like, totally has a crush on Derrick! Can you believe that?! I feel like I'm in, like, a movie, or something!" He laughed, "I don't think I should, like, butt in and tell any of them, but, like, that's totally rude, isn't it? I'll probably post it on Twitter, or something. What do you think?"