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It'll be sad when this roleplay finishes, won't it?

...And I guess since I can't stay away from this, I'll be a reader. But could someone tell me what the whole thing's about? I definitely wasn't around for AYA Spies. 

Hi Leafpool!!! (I love your name, it reminds me of my favorite book series.) It will definitely be sad when this ends!! And thanks for coming to our "little" story! So AYA was the first one, it stood for Alete Youth Academy. It was basically a spy school training to take down their enemy, "Live" or Evil. Some spies like Katara and Cammwren were double agents, and worked with Evil. The rest were just pure innocent children. Durning this some incidents start to happen around the school. Then total chaos as Katara is given a device that turns her into a killing machine. So in the end everyone is working together to stop her. Roselyn's twin sister, Carrie, is murded at AYA by Miyuki. (I think). We don't know of Maricia's twin sister, May, yet.  And we also don't know of Embry's cousin, Ivory, who works for Evil yet either.  In this, Cammwren gets injured, (because of a bomb???) and now has a permanent limp from the accident. Madison and Mason's father was murdered, who just happened to be the headmaster, and they both thought their mother was killed by Evil. She was "killed" by Evil in a sense, but is actually working with them. In the end they free Katara from the thing that controlled her, but was lost in the chaos. And basically got kidnapped through a secret entrance. Everyone went home and tried to live their lives normally. But, just couldn't. AYA is now constantly referred to as the "incident".

Now this takes place in the future, three years, in the future. SOOO yeah, if you have any comments, or critiques I'd love to hear them!!!! Thanks so much for investigating us!!!! 

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Clover~

"Marrrcia...?" May mumbles, her eyes fluttering open. Marcia pulls her into a hug and I feel a wave of relief wash over me. She's ok, she's gonna be ok... Cammwren clears his throat.

"Enough mushy-gushy, we have our lives to save. And the world too, I guess." How is it 'mushy-gushy' that Marcia’s worried about her sister? Why can't he just respect that? I force away the prickles of dislike. We need him for this.

"Ok, so Marcia, Cammwren, and I will go defuse this bomb. Is, um, that the plan?" I swallow anxiously. Cammwren narrows his eyes.

"Why should you come? You’ll just be in the way, Clover.”

"I know the way! And some of the codes! Besides, you’ll need someone to protect you two while you defuse the bomb," I put my shoulders back and try to look strong and determined, while discretely wiping my sweaty palms on my skirt. He sighs.

"Fine, whatever, we just need to move.”

“Be safe, Marcia,” May says, interlacing her fingers with her twin’s. Their eyes meet and I can read those words perfectly. Come back to me. It doesn’t matter as long as you come back. It’s everything Rena’s eyes said when I left on a mission. The fear is there, coupled with the pride. That’s my sister, they say. They tell me she will save the world.

I squeeze my lids closed to block the sudden stinging that always accompanies tears. My poor, sweet Rena. I will come back to you. I promise.

“So sorry to interrupt, but we need to go. Now. While there’s still time,” Cammwren impatiently jerks his head at the door. I look around the hallway for a moment, trying to orient myself. Yes- I recognize this place. I know where we are.

“Right,” I say, turning, “We need to go this way.” I lead, setting the pace with a jog. I try to put confidence into my steps, to be the leader. I don’t want Cammwren to regret bringing me. Why do you need to prove yourself to him? Since when does he matter? I have no answer.

The hallways seem to go on forever. Soot-smudged, white walls going on and on all around us. We have to keep going, all the way. Nobody speaks as I direct the others through a door and down a few more passages until we reach a keypad set into the door.

“You did say you knew the codes, right?” Marcia asks, glancing sideways at me.

“Some of them, yeah. Like, I think know this one. It’s a low security code; you can tell because of the red light. I know the low-level codes, but you’re going to have to hack the rest,” I reply, then type in the numbers. It blinks, then clicks open. We quickly cross the room and huddle around the next keypad, this one with an orange light.

“Medium security,” I announce, “Um, I’m not sure about this one. I think I know it, but if not… just be ready to run, ok?” Cammwren frowns.

“What’s that supposed to mean? Can you get any more vague?”

“It’ll set off the alarms and the doors will automatically lock.”

“Wait, let me hold the door,” Marcia calls, darting back the way we came, “Ok, go.” I bite my lips together and press what I hope is the code. The door swings open, accompanied by the click. I let out the little puff of air I’d been holding. It worked. The next code, however, is blue.

“Blue is for high security. I definitely don’t have it. Marcia…?” She steps forward and examines it.

“Hmm…” she ducks underneath, checking from all sides, “I’m going to need some tools. Screwdrivers, pliers, that sort of thing.” I nod quickly.

“I’ll find them, just hold on.” As I hurry away I hear Cammwren mutter, “Like we’ve got anywhere else to be at the moment.”

I dash through the rooms we passed before, throwing open drawers and rifling through them. This is taking too long! I don’t even know how much time is left on this thing. At last I find what I’m looking for: A bright green bag labeled ‘Repairs’. I rush back to where Marcia waits and gives her the tools. She takes them and hesitantly begins twiddling with the keypad.

“We need to hold the doors, remember? Just in case this all fails.”  Cammwren jerks his head at the first door and I obediently hold it open. I can’t see what Marcia’s doing from here. A minute goes by. A few more. We need to hurry! I can see Cammwren rubbing his bad leg, but can’t be sure whether it’s from pain, impatience, or anxiety.

Clack! I jump at the clatter of the plastic cover hitting the tile floor. We’re in.

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I'll post, but it will be a filler post. Instead of a storyline post. Sorry bout that.