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Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #CC99CC || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #8E388E
She was late, she knew she was late, and yet somehow Athena couldn't exactly bring herself to care. Her hands were in her pockets as she walked down the hall, her scythe looking like nothing more than an odd key that hung around her neck. Getting herself motivated to go to class was a challenge, unlike her sister, who was now a famous exorcist that worked for True Cross, Athena didn't really care to kill her kind. The only reason she was doing this was to find her parents, to uphold her end of the deal so that she could live. True Cross was never exactly kind to demons, but they had been decent enough to Athena and Wren, they hadn't spilled their secret to anyone, not even the teachers.
It was always a risk going into a classroom filled with students trained to hate the beings of darkness, but it's not as though Athena could choose what family she was born into. Her's just happened to be a bit unconventional. Athena took her hands out of the pockets of her uniform skirt, it was about time she went to aforementioned class, their teacher was someone she had never met and apparently was a great exorcist. Athena walked down the hall slowly, as though to savor each step before entering the room only to find it barely full. So she wasn't late after all.
Athena looked to find a desk in the back and soon found a seat, beside a doctor clutching at his prayer book. She frowned, wondering why he looked like like he was about to vomit or burst into tears, or maybe it was both? "You know, you shouldn't come to class if you aren't feeling well." Athena said as she drummed her fingers against the hard surface of the desk.