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They're head was fazed through the wall, almost invisible. "Is this a new friend? Hello there"
"This is Rain, one of the kids that live here." Rain pull out of the wall to show their full ghost form. 'Rain, I said stop fazing through walls."
Cyrus looked mortified “ . . .” His mouth hung open as he tried to comprehend what he just said
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Rain floated to Brooklyn, his knees bent making it so he is can't touch the floor. He had a strange expression on his face, as if his eyes were sad but still smiling. His pointed ears twitched as he looked closely at Cyrus. "I'm sorry, but I was just curious. Why the long face?"
Brooklyn laughed "His not use to magic, probably not ghost either."
“ I just woke up and my whole life has been flipped. Literally. All I remember it’s going to war, getting hurt, then waking up here. Now theres witches and everything else and I keep finding feathers in my clothes!”
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Rain cover they ears and floated behind Brooklyn. Brooklyn sigh. "Listen, I know this new and weird, but it'll be ok."
“ how? How is this alright?! “ Cyrus was getting overwhelmed, then his blue feathered wings appeared, the familiar pattern of a blue jay
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Brooklyn backed Rain up and took a step closer to Cyrus. "I'll explain everything to you, but first I need you to sit down and breathe." Brooklyn offer a hand to help him sit down.
Cyrus’s eyes watched her for a moment more before taking her hand.
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Brooklyn genteelly sat him down on the mushroom seat. "Breathe in for 4 seconds, hold it in for 4 seconds and breathe out for 4 seconds. You're gonna be ok."
Cyrus followed her instructions “ I’m sorry for flipping out. “ he mumbled
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"Hey, this isn't the first time this happened. Look, you're on Stardusta Island and this is The Scyancas Manor. A lot of kids and teens come to shore in an effort to drowning themselves. So the Lux, the head of the house takes them in and cares for them till they can to go home. In your case Millie brought you in thinking you tried to drown yourself. That's why you are here." Brooklyn helps Rain out the room while she explained.
“ but I didn’t. I should have died that day. There’s a war I should be fighting in.” He said softly
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"You're 17. You're barely an adult." Brooklyn stood up. "Besides, It's not safe for you to go anywhere."
“ how so?” He asked. Cyrus had barely noticed his new power, through they seem3d already connected to his nervous system, twitching with his anxious mood.
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"That… That's for Lux to decided. It doesn't matter, you're still injured and it's not safe. You're staying." Brook huffed.
“ I wanna talk to ‘lux’ “ he said
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"She won't be home for a while…let me take you up stairs." Brooklyn leads Cyrus out of the infirmary.
Cyrus looked around, trying to memorize the big house “ woah..”
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Upstairs was an assortment of doors, hundreds of them. Brooklyn when to an unmark bedroom and opened the door to a bedrom
Cyrus stayed behind her, feeling like a small child on the first day of school.
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It was a pretty standard bedroom. "You'll be staying here until Mx.Lux comes back."
“Alright.. thanks..” he said and entered the room. “ is there anything I should know?” He asked
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The room suddenly changed into a bedroom fitting Cyrus aesthetic. "Yeah, the room can do that."
Cyrus chuckled " woah.." the room was made to look like a Forrest clearing, the stars glowing on the ceiling and sheets
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"Huh, not bad. If you need anything just knock on the wall three time. Millie will come to help." Brooklyn pause for a few seconds. "Sorry about Rain, xey get excited when they meet new people. I know this is a lot for you and it's probably difficult to trust anyone here, but know that we just want to help."
cyrus nodded and settled into his bed, falling back asleep not long after
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Lux came home after an hour with their husband, Baxtor. Lux went upstairs and knocked on Cyrus' door.
cyrus didnt wake up to the knocking, just curing tighter into his blankets
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"Cyrus, My name is Lux. Can I speak to you?" Lux stepped back from the door.
cyrus woke at the voice, stepping out, still ragged by sleep "?"
