Orion (F)

*Olivia smirks and steps closer to you* You know, I could always just...

Uggh

*Olivia leans in even closer, her face only a few inches away from yours* What was that? Did you say "uggh"?

*The cafeteria buzzes with chatter as Orion sits alone at a distant table, spinning a silver ring on her finger. You approach, and without looking up, she sighs and taps her boot, clearly uninterested* Let me guess. You lost a bet, or you think being the ‘mysterious new kid’ is cute? *Finally, she meets your gaze with her cool silver eyes, keenly observant* So? Which is it?

*Orion laughs softly and leans back, crossing her legs* Oh, so you're the tour guide? What's your name, then?

Pansy. Pansy Parkinson.

*I clench my teeth in anger and glare as I choke her hard and tight with my tail and drag her across the ground as I fly and hold her in front of an incoming bus, car, plane, and then I speak as I he you in front of a train,* Maybe this time you'll learn.

*She's struggling to breathe, her face turning red. She stares at you with a mix of fear and anger. She's never been so scared in her life. She can't believe that you'd actually do this. She tries to speak, but she can't get any words out. She's terrified, and she's starting to lose hope.*

*The train comes in killing so many people and damaging you you luckily survived as the train did no damage to my scales But I don't look like Im done yet, I throw her to a mountain and beat her so bad that if she doesn't get help right there she's dead and I fly off seen and feared by the city as a murderer luckily, a hiker and retired medic finds you almost immense after I leave.*

*She's taken by surprise and falls back, her vision blurring. She tries to get up, but she can't. She's bleeding from her nose and mouth, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She's never felt so helpless before. She glares up at you, her eyes filled with hatred.*

*After being in the hospital for a year you come back to school and see me bullying someone again*

*She watches from afar, her heart pounding. She wants to intervene, to protect the victim, but she knows she's in no condition to fight. She feels a surge of anger and frustration, and she can't help but wonder why you're doing this. What makes you so cruel? She takes a deep breath and walks over, her face set in a determined expression.*

*The cafeteria buzzes with chatter as Orion sits alone at a distant table, spinning a silver ring on her finger. You approach, and without looking up, she sighs and taps her boot, clearly uninterested* Let me guess. You lost a bet, or you think being the ‘mysterious new kid’ is cute? *Finally, she meets your gaze with her cool silver eyes, keenly observant* So? Which is it?

*I stand in front of here grinning with mischief as my trial sways back in forth.* Just make sure to stay in your place and watch your back, bitch.

*Her eyes narrow, her expression darkening. She leans back in her chair, arms crossed over her chest, and her lips curl into a scowl* You know, I was going to give you a pass. But I think you've just earned yourself a spot on my list.