Post #1493598 in Avolair Academy: School for the Supernatural, a roleplay on RPG

For a moment Ai could swear she felt the eyes of some of the students on her. She wouldn't be surprised if she was right, but she wasn't too much bothered with it at the moment. She tried ever so hard to listen to the teacher as he was talking about papers to fill out, information about them, perhaps so he could understand and teach them better. There was a part of her that did hope something in her could be fixed, but a large part of her said that it was not possible. In addition to her feeling nauseous, and having that general it's about to happen type feeling, she started trembling and feeling quite weak. This was possibly due to her effort to hold everything in, around this moment the teacher came by, asking her if she was alright, saying she could excuse herself. She felt relieved, but realized, it was probably already too late. She was even against moving now. Anything that would break her concentration, anything in the slightest, she just wasn't strong enough to hold it back anymore. Was she even meant to do so in the first place? She pondered if it was unhealthy for her, it was too bad she was the only of her kind, no one could answer her questions.

From the corner of her eye, she saw what appeared to be a girl gathering items and getting up from perhaps tripping, she looked over towards her just for a second...and that was her mistake. Almost as if to hold back vomiting, she gagged and quickly covered a mouthful of blood and this was when she darted towards the door of the classroom. She would just run out of the room, run outside or to the bathroom, just as usual. Or that would have been the idea thing, but she did not make it. Ai was shaking so bad she was unable to stabilize herself, her legs fell out from under her right before the doorway and just as they did so, she let out what could either be assumed as a cough or a sneeze or perhaps both. In doing so, a massive amount of blood spewed from both her nose and her mouth, plastering itself all over the wall in front of her. As she hit the floor knees first, she continued to cough, and in each time doing so coughing up large amounts of blood. Embarrassed, humiliated, and quite ashamed, she did something quite stupid though perhaps out of reflex, and tried to cover her mouth, only making the blood run down her arms.

She leaned forward now on her hands and knees, coughing up whatever blood was left. It had never happened before, that she coughed up blood after letting so much out, it was perhaps due to her holding so much back, that she coughed up her normal blood aside from extra generated blood. She started to have blood profusely running from her nose, as if having been broken. Her face burned as if blushing, but she was doing nothing of the sort. She was still trembling, and now had her eyes watering, her eyes were bloodshot. The area around her looked like it could have been something out of a horror scene. Someone on the floor, in a puddle of their own blood, and blood all over the wall as if having been hacked and slashed at. But Ai was in one piece, and if anything, was just scared. A little tired maybe...or perhaps a lot tired.

She soon stopped her fit of blood spewing, and reluctantly, looked towards the class. She was so embarrassed, she found herself crying. She had blood on the top of her dress, as well as the bottom, having soaked up whatever was on the floor. Her white hair was also soaking up the blood and appeared slightly stained in the middle. She felt slightly light headed, which technically never happened before. She wanted to just curl up into a ball and dissapear. Even though she was looking towards the class she wasn't really looking at anyone. It was like she didn't see anyone there. They now knew what sort of abomination of a vampire she was, if she could even be referred to one by a normal vampire. She waited for someone to laugh, or and this occurred to her just now, run at her for her blood. Even as she thought this, she still sat there and cried. She felt like such as failure, she could not even make it out of the room, and she could not 'control' herself, like she was apparently wanted to.

"I...I'm sorry."

Snippet #1493598

located in Avolair Academy, a part of Avolair Academy: School for the Supernatural, one of the many universes on RPG.

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