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           Relief is the first thing that washes over the blond’s features at the sound of her agreeing to his request instead of running away or something of the sort. He smiles big and warm before his eyes move back over to the tv screen. It’s nice to have someone around for a change. The oddity of being alone when Zoe wasn’t here was sort of making him loopy. He didn’t want to watch tv by himself or play on the laptop or a tablet. He wanted friends.

           "I’m Kyle," He looks back over at her with that dimpled smile, "Zoe says I should watch this to make me smart again? I think I’m doing okay. I used to not be able to talk. Fiona made me better," He doesn’t use the word fix. He’s not fixed. He’s still got so many issues.

The minute that Oleander sits down, she can tell that he is relieved. He seems lonely which makes Oleander want to wrap him up in a hug and never let him go. She knew what that felt like and it wasn't a happy feeling. She turned her attention to the television although she wasn't entirely paying attention to what was going on.

"Oleander" She says before turning the smile "I guess Dora is an ok teacher but she's only going to teach you Spanish. What was wrong with you? If you don't mind me asking, I mean you don't have to tell me." She answers, immediately regretting asking him something so personal.

New Friends? || Kyle and Oleander

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Draven knew he should have felt bad for offending the old couple, his grandfather had raised him to respect his elders, but he didn’t. His grandfather wasn’t a complete prude like the people at the table and he probably would have told Draven and Oleander to tone it down but he wouldn’t have gotten all offended and wanted to leave the restaurant. “Yeah I guess not but once they leave we can talk about it all we want.” Draven was always up for talking about inappropriate things and if someone was willing to do it with him it was even better.

"Oh shit probably not!" He smirked as the old people decided to just leave their money on the table and just go up and left the restaurant as the waitress rushed back to get their food instead of bringing them a check. "Maybe they realized that and they’ll go home and do it…although I don’t want to think about that…" He made a face at the thought of two really old people having sex, it was a gross thought and now he had to think about something else to forget about it. "I’m so hungry I could eat the whole menu." Food was definitely a much nicer thought. "And I’m not going to puke. I don’t know…but obviously the loser should have to do something really embarrassing and the winner can pick it out." The prize idea was extremely appealing however he couldn’t come up with a good idea of what it should be. "I think it should be something involving Fiona…I mean how much worse could that be? It will motivate us to not lose…" He thought about it even more because he was so sure that he was going to win. "I know! The loser has to go knock on her door in the middle of the night in their underwear and tell her they are extremely turned on."

Oleander was getting annoyed by the old couple; she didn't care how old they were, they were obviously rude and annoying. "They should actually go home and remove the sticks from each other's ass. It would do a world of good." She blurted out before laughing. "Well you could eat the menu. Although I doubt laminated paper tastes all that good." Oleander was getting impatient and tapped her fingers on the table. She was starving, where the fuck was the food?!

"Truth or dare? That's so juvenile. Let's do it." She suggested "I think it should be anything. Fuck that Fiona bitch. Pick out anything to do at all and the other person has to do it. No matter what, they have to do it. Regardless of what it is." Oleander was really enjoying the idea of getting the man to do anything that she wanted. She was sure to think of something really embarrassing to do.

Wandering // Oleander and Draven

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Oleander stands awkwardly in the doorway, unsure of whether she should leave or stay. She isn't an empath but she can pick up on the strangeness of the boy. Something about him tells her that he's a lot like herself in that he isn't very savvy in social situations. It is what draws Oleander closer to finding out what he's truly about. Maybe they would get along...

"Sure" Oleander answers simply before she moves to sit on the bed next to him, her southern hospitality kicking in, turning her into a prim and proper young lady.

New Friends? || Kyle and Oleander

           "It’s…It’s okay," Kyle says lightly. He can’t help but be a little scared because she’s a stranger yes, but she doesn’t seem mean in the slightest. Perhaps they could be friends? Kyle craves for friends and for some sense of normalcy and that is what drives him to pat the bed in hopes that she might join him. The action is sort of awkward and unsure in a way. He’s never dealt with many people since coming back. Mostly just Zoe and used to me Madison. Now he pretty much only sees Zoe. That’s kind of his fault though.

           "Do you…wanna watch it with me?" He asks her quietly, "You don’t have to…or we could watch something else. You don’t…You don’t have to go,"

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Gluttony

Gluttony: Write about the one food or dish your character would eat every day if they could. Describe why they like the taste or what got them into this particular dish. Is it a family recipe or something they read/watched being demonstrated elsewhere? Would they cook it for their lover and/or friends?

Oleander has always had a taste for junk food. Maybe it was because she was raised in a lifestyle that involved being prim and proper, which always meant that only the “best” food could be eaten. Her mother was a health nut and she kept her family on a strict diet for most of their lives. So whenever Oleander had the chance, she loved eating junk food, pizza in particular.

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Oleander fell back into a fit of laughter which only got louder when the old couple got up and left but not before they shot the duo a nasty look. "I don't think they appreciated the dick talk." She answered, reveling in the idea that Draven had caused a small bit of mayhem. "Must not be fans of titties. Or dicks. By the looks of it, neither one of 'em have had either in a long, long, long, long, long time." Oleander shot the old couple a look of disgust back just as one of them looked at her. The reaction made her laugh again. "God, me too. Where's our food?!" She yelled out, causing the waitress to freak out and run into the back.

Oleander was having a blast with Draven and would definitely find herself bothering him in the future. It was rare of her to find someone she could truly be herself around so she wasn't about to throw it away. "Hmm, well obviously if ya puke ya lose. What kinda prize?" She smirked, rubbing her hands together.

Wandering // Oleander and Draven

Draven couldn’t argue with the girl and he wasn’t even going to try, having tits actually did qualify her in ways he couldn’t even imagine even if he did consider himself as much of an expert as he could be because of how much he liked them. “Well I can’t deny that…I would be slightly concerned if you didn’t know more about them than I did.” It was a conversation that most people would look at them like they were completely crazy for having but he doubted that Oleander cared much and he certainly didn’t.

"That would be like you claiming to know more about dicks than I do." Draven blurted out probably a little to loudly judging from the disgusted reaction he got from an old couple across from them. "Is there ever ‘no reason’ for titties to appear?" He continued on as though nothing had ever happened, the old man called for their check and Draven just shrugged. "Didn’t they just get here?" He asked Oleander curiously as he got comfortable in his seat. "Well maybe if they leave our food will get here faster…I’m fucking hungry." The time he was spending with Oleander was definitely worth it and he knew he would definitely want to keep hanging out with her. He got along with most people but it was rare that he had such a great connection with them like he did with this girl. Most of the time he was offending people but with her around they just offended people together and it wasn’t much more fun than doing it alone. “I probably don’t but that’s never stopped me. The bet is on.” He smirked at the idea of having a pizza eating contest with his new friend. “Oh yeah and if you puke you lose…should we have a prize to make it more worth it?”

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Oleander suddenly felt like the awkward one out. She stopped to think about it and realized that she was standing in someone's room commenting about the show they were watching. Even though he was being loud and peeked her interest, she felt like she was imposing.

"I'm sorry" She said simply, smiling weakly at the boy "Ya probably wanted some privacy and here I am just walkin' right in on ya, interruptin' ya show. I'll just leave if ya wanna."

New Friends? || Kyle and Oleander

           Kyle can’t help but jump a tad when he hears the girl speak up. He blinks rapidly over at her in obvious confusion. She’s laughing and her gaze is on the television so she must not be laughing at him right? He’s confused and he’s never seen her before he doesn’t think or maybe he has?

           Everything seems so blurred as he kind of just stares at her, blinking rapidly in surprise when she yells out in time with the television. He wonders where Zoe is and what time it is, because he doesn’t like this. He feels weird and scared and he kind of wants to hide under the covers and away from the girl who isn’t even looking at him. 

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Oleander quite frequently found herself wandering around one place or another. Since she got lost a little too often, she tried her best to stay inside of the academy. Unfortunately, it was a pretty boring place most of the time. After spending most of the day in her room reading, Oleander decided to venture outside of the four walls.

On her way down the hall, she heard someone screaming at a television. Unable to resist figuring out what it was or why the person was screaming at something that couldn't hear them, Oleander found herself drawn to the noise. Eventually she found the source--someone was watching Dora the Explorer.

Without thinking, Oleander had crept into the room, shaking her head at the television. "Ya think that she'd figure out where stuff is considerin' it's standin' right next to her." She laughed out, paying no attention to the person in the room. In time with the television, she yelled out "Creeper no creepin!"

New Friends? || Kyle and Oleander

         Today seemed about just like every other day. Kyle found himself sitting on Zoe’s bed and trying to learn more things so that he could be all the way there so to speak. He didn’t really have as much trouble communicating anymore — especially not to Zoe, but he didn’t have much contact with others and the thought of it sort of made him nervous. Still, he was kind of lonely at the same time when Zoe was at work and watching Dora the Explorer wasn’t exactly the most exciting thing — which just so happened to be what Kyle was doing right now.

         "The big red hill is right there, Dora! Are you blind?" Kyle shouts at the tv. His hands extending into the air as if he could grab the eight year old girl and her stupid little five year old monkey and just shake them both. It’s the same thing every time. She asks if he sees it and he does and it’s right behind her and gosh it’s so frustrating. He’s not sure what this is supposed to teach him other than the bits and pieces of Spanish he’s learning — that’s the part he enjoys.

         The blond doesn’t even notice the person who slowly creeks open the door as it would seem his yelling at Dora might have attracted the attention of some of the witches who don’t quite know of his existence per say. He does happen to be the only actual normal — or well not witchy — human that resides in the academy, after all.

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Oleander had always felt subconscious about her powers, it wasn't exactly something she grew up talking about. In fact, it was why she was here in New Orleans instead of back home. Because her family didn't seem to understand and just wanted to get rid of the problem rather then work it out. It made Oleander feel unwanted so she rarely used her powers around others. Needless to say, she felt vulnerable but when the other witch mentioned that she had might have some powers similar to Oleander's, her heart raised just a little bit higher.

"Oh..thank you." She answered with a smile "Do you have similar...gifts?" Oleander wasn't exactly sure how you asked if someone was a witch or not, it was all rather new to her.

Blooming Oleander // Oleander and Abigail

 Abigail had the day off all to herself and she chose to spend it at the park where she could capture her thoughts and file through them in peace. Being surrounded by the plants certainly helped majorly since she felt particularly close with them. So after setting off and spending a few hours laying in the grass soaking in the warmth of the sun she felt someone come closer to her spot and lifted herself immediately to see who it was.

 Not recognizing the person at all, she was about to return to just laying down until she noticed the girl move to the dead patch of flowers that was growing close and Abby’s curiosity peaked. She slowly rose to see what the girl was doing and when she went to move closer she’d hoped she wouldn’t make a sound but failed and was caught in the act. The girl she watched was obviously a witch and shared similar powers to Abigail’s, though Abby wasn’t as strong in helping plants grow that fast. Abigail moved closer and looked down to the plant with a smile. “You have a lovely gift. I myself have been trying to work on that recently.”   

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Blooming Oleander // Oleander and OPEN

Oleander found herself in New Orleans City Park meandering around. She always had a fascination with plants, particularly flowers. It was something burned into her blood, given her name and her power of Agrokinesis. There was one thing she missed about the south and that was the large ornate gardens that became a part of her childhood. In every memory, Oleander could recall a time spent in gardens.

Today she was in a part of the park where there were little to no people. A frown masked her face when Oleander noticed a patch of flowers that were dying. Being the person she was, she quickly found herself leaning over the flowers. Waving a delicate hand over the flowers, Oleander concentrated as they slowly bloomed back to life. A noise disrupted her reverie and Oleander could see a figure from the corner of her eye watching her. She immediately stopped and pretended that she was simply admiring the flowers, hoping the figure didn't notice what she had done.

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Being born in a southern community meant that holidays like Valentine's day were a big deal in the Bellamy household. Oleander personally never cared for it; she viewed the idea to be a pathetic excuse for lonely people to feel more lonely and an excuse for people to force their significant others into buying useless gifts. The one thing she did enjoy about the holiday was how everything became covered in flowers.

Oleander found herself awake at an early hour, the schedule of this particular holiday engrained into her. If she was at home, she would have been spending the day creating garlands and flower bouquets of all kinds for the Valentine's ball. She made her way into the kitchen and immediately noticed a vase of wilted flowers. Frowning, Oleander made her way over and touched them lightly using her power of Agrokinesis to cause them to bloom to a greater length then they were probably in the first place.

She hadn't even heard someone coming into the kitchen before they were already there, standing in front of her. Oleander looked up to beam at them, one of the flowers still blooming in her palm.

Nothing like Cupid || Tyler and Oleander

Waking up felt no different than any other day. Tyler was still tired, and just wanted to sleep forever. But, of course, as his radio alarm so elegantly reminded him, it was Valentine’s Day. All love and romance and hormones and vomit. No, that would only be him, most likely. But seriously: having the ability to sense and manipulate hormones was mostly a burden on days like this, were everyone was desperate to fall into the laps of others. If it hadn’t been his mother’s favorite holiday, Tyler would have opted out of the day altogether.

But as it were, he couldn’t. He remembered his mother getting bouquets for all of his teachers, just to let them know they were appreciated. Tyler had done the same for Cordelia at least, a vase of colorful daisies was resting where he’d put them on her desk last night. Really, the rooms in the house were way too easy to break into, simple locks and all. 

He’d taken a shower, hoping it would last long enough that when he got out, the day would be over, but he wasn’t lucky in that regard. So he wrapped himself in a towel and made his way down to the kitchen. Coffee was definitely necessary.

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Hello. Cupid called. He says to tell you that he needs my heart back.

Sorry but you have the wrong number.

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