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    Diana, tapping her foot like any good musician, started the first part as it came. She scrunched her face at the Light up part, rocking and singing with her whole heart, thinking distantly about Shadow and any sign of rebellion or strength, smiling, closing her eyes.
    Dee didn't really know what it was about music and singing. She sometimes imagined herself as a siren, calling out to her audience, willing them to listen to not only her voice, but her lyrics and the meaning and her expression. Diana smiled deeply and stretched her voice.
    Suddenly, her wings flicked outwards slightly, then recoiled,  the music getting to her more by the second. It wasn't the song, but herself easing into a comfort zone. Singing is my talent. It's my passion. It is me. And so she sang better. It may not have been noticed, at least not by many, but it was better. And the important thing was that Dee noticed.

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Lusaki was interested the whole time, but rather quiet. What if the assassins attacked? Lusaki had to keep herself from laughing at the irony- a song about hope, smashed by the same people that caused this to happen. Lusaki liked that idea. Wait. What? As the half bat listened to the song, she kicked her legs back and forth, her attention span starting to shorten. It wasn't her fault- she hated sitting in place, especially when she was upright and not hanging upside down. Lusaki managed to control herself, but her wings twitched, and her ears pinned back and forth.

( lizardfart145, As much as it's fun to post pictures like that, we don't do that in threads like these. If you want to post pictures like that, you can post them in the Random Club/Spam Club or the General Board. Like what Sunny said in the Joining Thread, you have to read the rules. Otherwise you'll have to face the punishments of the site.)

Jack thought the same thing as Brenda: Man, they're both extremely talented. Especially for their age. It mostly amazed himself, probably because all the concerts he's been to, all of the singers had been at least 21. Then again, the theme was hope; meaning that these girls~these amazingly talented girls had hope to go up on stage, and literally provide hope to the academy. 

(oof short. )

For most of the time, Shawn sat in his seat, with his arms folded on his chest. It wasn't that he "was too cool for this", it's just that Shawn was somehwhat upset about the whole concert idea. It seemed almost entirely idiotic that practically the whole academy was going to be here, while the assassins were on the loose. The first time Shawn saw the posters for the concert, he cringed. Honestly, it was a little confusing that he was there in the first place. Maybe Shawn just wanted to prove his theory correct, and see the whole scene unfold under his nose.

That just meant he was flirting with death.

Shawn politely clapped after each song, one song closer to the assassins arriving. All he felt like doing was exiting the cafeteria, and then telling Claire about this.

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    Opal was a shadow.
    Well, yes, that was her assassin identity cover; Shadow. But as the concert music sobered on - clear and angelic, and almost enough to tint regret into her humanity for destroying it - Opal was masked and supplied and ready, the late night darkness falling across her black hair and black mask and black jumpsuit and black boots. She was leaning against a wall in the shadows of shadows, somewhat close to the door, her black against the stone and her head titled back ever so slightly with her leg propped against it as well. Below her was a bundle, unrecognizable, but she knew what it was.
    Beside her stood Sapphire O'Connor, her ally, though more of an underling, hopefully ready and fierce as ever. Opal knew she would have to trust Sapphire then more than ever to keep her cool and follow her instructions. Otherwise the entire plan could crumble under her feet, a plan she'd spent decades perfecting.
    And she was already inconvenienced by the strange feelings she felt for Damian and Lusaki.
    The song that Opal found slightly ironic - Brave - finished with a satisfying ending, and she pushed herself off the wall, standing aboce the bundle with a slight smirk on her face.
    "It's time," She announce, turning to her ally with a wide smile, her face darkened on one side by the shadow the moon cast over the roof of the academy. "Carry her in. And drop her at our feet. Like we planned." With a sharp nod, Opal nodded, turned hastily for the door, shoved it open, and stepped in, clapping musingly loud.
    And she walked in. To the center of the isle, a placid smirk on her masked face hiding her slight unease. I hope Rosemary and Lusaki aren't here.

The first thing Jack had thought when he had heard doors open, was: Jeez, this guy is late. And soon after: This guy is super rude to be interrupting such entertainment.

Having feline senses, Jack could hear many things, and could enjoy the music better than most. This also meant he would get ticked off more easily if someone interrupted his entertainment.

So Jack was pretty agitated.

He wanted to yell at whoever entered the cafeteria, but then everyone else would be just as angry as him. So Jack stayed quiet. His annoyed expression stayed on his face, however. Jack crossed his arms, and sunk into his seat.

Lusaki heard the noise again.
Okay, who are you!?
Lusaki mode those high pitched, silent, and quick noises again, fast. They bounced off all the walls, and Lusaki recognized the mask of Marie. What was she doing here? And then there was Opal's mask. What was she doing here, too!? On the supposed shoulder lay a thing, though Lusaki had no idea what it was. It seemed to be inanimate, so it was probably some bag. But why was it so stuffed, and why did it have really long fur?

Lusaki narrowed her eyes and continued her echolocation.

Hauntingly, Opal nodded slightly to Diana, the white-haired girl on stage. She knows how to act, the girl thought, considering keeping Dee alive just that much longer.

"Well!"Opal said suddenly, greesing each half blood with a dominating stare. "A wonderful concert, don't you think Marie?" She chuckled slightly, low and frightening. "It's a shame that last song will likely have no effect to the extent of what we'll do to each of them if they dare revolt, isn't it?"

(Give Kat a chance to reply guys. As terrifying as is is to tell you to wait a second)

Lusaki narrowed her eyes, but didn't say anything in response. She didn't want to throw herself into anything. Meanwhile she noticed Lily peeking out from backstage, her hazel eyes wide in what Lusaki supposed was an expression of fear. Yea yea, that was ordinary. She look the other direction, noticing a half-lion. His tail was sweeping slightly back and forth, and his fists clenched and unclenched. If this hadn't been Lusaki dealing with the two people she feared would come, then the reactions would've made Lusaki giggle. They all seemed ready to beat the assassins up. Where was that when they were torn up by Opal? Lusaki held back a random grin. Grinning seemed to be the thing that people thought made Lusaki look creepy.

Shawn was on the same boat as Jack. He wasn't really enjoying the whole concert, but whoever this was, was making the whole experience altogether worse. Shawn desperately tried to ignore the sudden intrusion.

But then they started talking.

Shawn crouched down on his knees, and ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair, trying to disregard the lecture.

"Oh, and should we mention their almost-dead principal?"

He stood upright in his chair when he heard the words, "almost-dead principal". Shawn quickly whipped his head toward whoever intruded the concert. Thank god the music stopped, thought Shawn. Now I can focus on what's important.

Horrifyingly, that was Claire, the principal and head of Animalia Academy, slumped over one of the assassins' shoulders. To his surprise, the assassins were wearing obvious "assassin" clothing.

Not so secret, eh? thought Shawn.

He knew that he could do nothing in order to help his girlfriend. Shawn was too afraid. Sure, he could probably shift into a bear, and attack the crap out of the enemies, but they were assassins. They were always prepared. (Shawn also noted that he was a bear shift, and there were such things as bear traps.)

(woah this is long)

Lusaki blinked. She was tempted to raise her hand and be a smart aleck. Maybe kill herself. Ms. Claire was very battered up. It made Lusaki wonder what happened. She needed to know what happened. The girl stared dead in the eyes of Opal, her own (yes, I'm thinking of changing the color of her eyes) red-amber eyes dull, her face slack. Staring, it was called. Lusaki noticed Lily melding into a bird. Rather pretty. The bird flittered over to a chair in the first row, and then perched on it. Perhaps to get a slower look. The half-lion looked the same. Lusaki mused over this for a while.
They're probably taking over the school. Yea, that sounds about right. Maybe I can lengthen my lessons. I hope Claire's alright. I don't want her to die or something. They'll probably hold her captive. That seems like something a power-hungry person would do. What am I even thinking about!?

(I am allowed to make it seem like Lusa's noticing my own characters move, right?)

I'm late! I'm late! I'm late! Hannah repeated in her mind, to make her go faster. She didn't feel even the least bit overdressed in her silver sequin dress and silver sequin heels. It was a concert after all, and to her, concerts meant dressing up fancy.

But her surroundings when she opened the doors to the cafeteria took her by complete surprise. An assassin was on the stage, and another one was just in front of her. Hannah saw the body of someone in front of the assassin in front of her, and she was scared. What if it was one of her friends? Scratch that, she didn't really have any friends. But what if it was... Grant? The death of her crush would be another crying breakdown for her.

Her eyes widened as she panicked a little. What if the assassins would get her, because she came in late? What if the assassins kidnapped her and took her hostage? What if she was about to be the victim of another mass murder, right before her eyes?

She didn't know, and she was scared. Hannah stood, her palms sweating, her heart racing, before the door labeled death. She just hoped the door would be locked, and she wouldn't be able to use it.

    Opal's gaze flickered from the new, appropriately-dressed blonde at the door to the young man shouting a question that was, doubtless, on everyone's mind. She smiled, not a kindly way, but more of a smothering beckon. "Well, well, young lady. Don't be shy. Take a seat. Marie and I would love you're company," Opal said slowly, to Hanna first. Then, her sharp brown eyes to Cody, she responded, "Why? Well I know both Marie and I hate halfbloods. I personally have a keen interest blocking me from killing you all right now, and an empire is too delicious a chance to put down. Anyone else?"

    Everything was alright.
    Well, was would have been a better term. Ben wasn't nervous at all. All he did was watch the whole thing go on, only a slight chill racing down his spine when he thought he could have sworn he recognized the second girl, but No, that's obvious. Of course it's going to be someone from the school. I probably bumped into them on their way past.
    Then Jake spoke up.
    The twin turned sharply, eyes wide. "Nini katika dunia unafanya ndugu!?" He hissed in Swahili. "Wewe ni kwenda kupata kisu katika kichwa yako!"