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PostSubject: Anonymous [closed]   Fri Oct 28, 2016 10:15 pm

The line to Argona's Force had gone cold. Maisie stuck a hand in her pocket, reading the message over and over from the mysterious Esper account. It was a throwaway, practically anonymous, the alert reading, "Come to the electrical rooftop for your next mission, AF." She had almost forgotten about the enigmatic organization. Terrorizing her uncle, bringing down the school. She bit her chapped lip. It was admittedly not on her mind, but the intrigue of the mystery message kept her on its path. The wind pressured her steps, blew her towards her destination. She might as well check. The worst it could be was a vacant rooftop.

The girl walked up the staircase, one she still wasn't sure was necessarily open to students, the door always open but with a hazy yellow sign adorning it. The steps were shaky and crude, as if their wooden frame would fall at any moment. She dodged a splint on the banister with her hand, ducking a spider hanging precariously from the ceiling. Why did the Argona's Force member want her up there out of all places? Was it a popular meeting spot?

As she exploded out into the cool, open air, lugging the heavy door from its place, she thought back to the times that she and Jonno spent on that rooftop. In fact, she was certain he was the only person who knew of the rooftop's accessibility...

She quickly spun around at a sound behind her.

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PostSubject: Re: Anonymous [closed]   Fri Oct 28, 2016 10:36 pm

'Don't come.'

Leaning against the wall beside the hinges of the shut rooftop door, Jonathan ardently pleaded internally that she wouldn't answer his call. That the message would be ignored or handed over to Nate and he'd have to explain how he was an idiot who had too much spare time on his hand. Looking out to the rooftop where they'd spent so many of their days lazily together, sharing smokes and drinks, it hurt to taint this place with his suspicions. Though considering their last meeting, the chances of her being just a snoop were slim, he prayed that he would be alone here today, and could walk down later with his conscious clear.

Footsteps echoed from the stairwell. He knew those steps, the way they sped up and slowed down sporadically throughout the climb. He used to listen out for those steps, feeling a smile tug across his face at them becoming louder. But now, he felt sick, hollow and his ribcage too tight. Memories of black cats, mouthy little girls and vans rattled in his skull. And when the door finally opened, Maisie stepping out without spotting him, he couldn't even breathe, breath caught behind his clenched teeth.

With a swipe of his left arm, he slammed the door shut. Blue eyes looked upon her surprised face, a deep weary grief settling in him.

"Hi, Maiz."

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PostSubject: Re: Anonymous [closed]   Sat Oct 29, 2016 8:42 am

Maisie jumped back as the door slowly slammed behind her, caused by the boy's grip. She saw him. Jonathan. He looked like a corpse, like a widower at his wife's funeral. A grim expression adorned him, and Maisie's own was one of silent alarm. She raised her arms but did nothing with them. She tried to shove them to her side but had no pockets to conceal them in. She just gripped her phone, a phone she could not use to call for help. They were in what must had been a restricted place. She was up there for means of terrorizing the school.

"Hi, Jonno." It was late, toiled with a mousy uncertainly, maybe even a bit of humor. She backed up, but only for a step, the gravel crunching under her leather boot. What would she do, fucking jump? Would she survive that? Calculations flooded her head in a brief storm, a storm whose clouds dissipated as she put two and two together.

"That message was yours, wasn't it?" Her voice was still quiet, but its timidness had briefly left her.

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