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It wasn’t a surprise. Kara sat in the office of the Unity house she’d died in and smiled at Richard as he walked into the room. He smiled back, sitting down next to her, with his back against the wall and his knees up against his chest. They’d met before, the first and second times she’d died, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before he started trying to convince her that she should move on, but for a while they simply sat together in companionable silence. Even though she knew why he was there she was grateful for the company.

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Lucas walked into the room. He was an easy person to spot. One corner of the lounge always filled with girly sighs and Kara could feel his power. She didn’t have to look up to know that he was flanked by Simon and Andrew. They were his best friends so they were always together. When she looked up he was heading in her direction, alone. Simon went to sit with another of their friends, Gary, while Andrew headed straight for Eric. Eric wasn’t interested in Andrew but that didn’t mean that Andrew was going to give up. When he set his heart on someone he usually got what he wanted. Kara kept her focus on Lucas.

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kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

Lucas walked into the room. He was an easy person to spot. One corner of the lounge always filled with girly sighs and Kara could feel his power. She didn’t have to look up to know that he was flanked by Simon and Andrew. They were his best friends so they were always together. When she looked up he was heading in her direction, alone. Simon went to sit with another of their friends, Gary, while Andrew headed straight for Eric. Eric wasn’t interested in Andrew but that didn’t mean that Andrew was going to give up. When he set his heart on someone he usually got what he wanted. Kara kept her focus on Lucas.

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“I honestly don’t think I could have,” Kara said, and Tristan saw the look in her eye she always had when she talked about that night. Seeing it always made him think that she hadn’t told him the whole truth. “If I talk to Mim’s brother maybe I can finally come to terms with what happened. It’s something I need to try, at least, even if he doesn’t understand why I had to do what I did.”

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kajones_writing: (Richard with sword)

Tristan looked up at the pictures of Miriam, Conrad and the other children again. It wasn’t hard to understand why the tragedy had happened. Gaining the sort of power Miriam had as a teenager or an adult would have been hard enough, but she’d been a ten-year-old girl who was thrown out of her home by her parents because she’d turned into an animal. All of the people in the house had been children when they’d first gained their powers and it had affected all of them. When Tristan looked at Kara, Lucas, or any one of the children he was attempting to bring up he could see it. He knew he hadn’t been a good enough surrogate parent to any of them as he’d been twenty-three when the house had fallen under his control and he’d had no idea how to look after children.

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