[Words cannot express how relieved Miguel is to be out of the Mist and back at the Academy. In lieu of words, his relief is expressed through his face, and the wide, exhausted grin that is stretched out upon it. He's walking across the quad, thoroughly enjoying every step he takes on solid ground. If he had the energy, he would surely be skipping.
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Are they really?
[He lowers his voice conspiratorially.]
Whatever for? Some sort of surprise?
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[Miguel shrugs and raises an eyebrow at the six-inch-high person buzzing in front of him.]
I don't believe we've met. Are you a new student?
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Yeah...it's just been one of those weeks.
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Oh dear.
But... things are improving, yes? Hopefully?
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...Not so sure about some others, though. I think some people passed out. [He can't really remember. He was kind of busy being TERRIFIED and feeling guilty and all that fun stuff.]
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Passed out? But everyone survived, surely?
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Hello! I don't think we've met just yet. I'm Miguel, and you...?
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Name's Hades, kid. God of death and gym class. How ya doin'?
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I'm sorry, did you say God of death?
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[Miguel's one of the nice teachers, and she's happy to see him.]
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[Miguel greets her with wide open arms.]
Splendid to see you again! How have you been?
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Well, the mist invaded the school and that was prettymuch horrible, but things are getting better. My sisters and I are going to go on a short trip to see our father soon.
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Going to see your father? Sounds fun! Whereabouts would that trip take you?
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Right here.
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[The "pretty lady" at the end of that sentence is unspoken, but implied. Miguel trots to keep up.]
I don't suppose you need any help with those, Miss...?
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I could, if you don't mind.
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[He holds out his arms for her to dump the notebooks in.]
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