Who: Emile, Wesley, and Sim What: Chasing Emile after the Party Mishap Where: Path between School and Dorms When: 10pm, Friday 9/12 Rating: PG 13?
Emile had ran out of the dance, ashamed and frightened, all of himself. There was no excuse for what he had done to Wesley. Sure, he had been in the moment, and Wesley seemed to be coaxing him on with every touch and tease, but when the aura kicked in and Wesley said "No," it all flooded down on Emile. He knew that that was how Angels came to this planet and took their lovers, truly taking their will to resist or be afraid. He could never justify that.
Running through the halls he knew now so well, he took the easiest path from the gym to the back main doors, thrashing them open in his heat, and booked it across the cool evening grass. He first considered going to the church, but he didn't even think he could show his face in there. All he wanted was to run to his room, lock his door, and pray. Without a second thought he turned towards the dorms and continued to run. It had seemed his aura was off for the moment and just a few steps outside his home, he ran out of breath, gave up and sat on the side of the path, starting to cry.