Angela just sighed.

"I should be fine. I think it's a case of the future ain't great for him, possibly. But he's all right for the moment." She said. There was ... something to he voice though. It was subtle, but undeniable.

Internally, she was boiling, considering what it was taht she'd learned. She needed to find out herself about it.

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Roxie had certainly put Zeke through his paces, in a variety of ways. She wasn't sure he was complaining, either.

As there was a pounding on the front door, Roxie just paused before rolling her eyes. Instead of going to answer the door, she looked to Zeke with a smirk.

"Here." She said, holding an orb out to him.

"Go answer the door and give this to the one there."

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Angela was silent as Zeke answered the door. She didn't say anything as she saw him in nothing but his jeans. She honestly had no idea what to make of it all.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Angela asked.

"Why are you're you answering your phone?" Followed.

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Angela's eye was drawn to the orb. She hadn't a chance to question him more, before she found that she was pulled into the orb. She accepted it, almost hesitantly. When she did, Zeke was able to see the difference.

". . . Let's... talk about this later." She said simply.

"Bring her upstairs!" Roxie called from the top of the stairs with a laugh.

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Angela went with Zeke without question, not knowing what was to come, but also finding that she didn't care, at all.

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Hal's receptionist was rather busy. She kept getting phone calls, but from someone she kept turning down, alongwith everything else. The woman was new to the position, as his usual was on maternity leave.

He was about to go and inquire regarding what was going on, when his cell phone rang, showing the Edward's home phone was calling.

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Hal was met with silence for a moment.

"I..." The other person started,

"Uncle Hal... have... can you please ask Mom to call the school?" She asked.

"She's not answering her cell... nor is Zeke, and I know that they both get super busy and whatnot"

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"Yeah... I tried as you told me to only use your cell if absolutely necessary." Liv answered. "I'm sorry... I ... just..." She paused before sighing.

". . . It's not like both of em to miss picking me up, at least not like this." She added. "I... think the school might be looking into it, to make sure everything is all right."

"So... yeah. Can you please ask Mom to call the school for me?"

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She nodded.

"Of course." She said before phone rang, agian.

"And duly noted." She added with another nod, taking his ire in stride.

"I will Page Dr. Remmington momentarily." Was the last thing she said before answering the ringing phone as he made his way back to his offer.

Sure enough, about fifteen minutes later, Kiah walked into the office.

"You called for me?" She asked as she closed the door behind her.

"What's up?"

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Kiah was silent.

"That's..." She started before sighing.

"That is most certainly alarming." She then met his gaze and nodded.

"I wish you knew the location and status of Ezekiel LeBlanc and Angela Edwards." She stated, repeating what she was told to.

"And I wish you were completely aware of how you can request my help at any time." She added with a bit of a smirk. She knew he was aware, hence how he called her for this, but also knew that sometimes... it needed to be said.

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Kiah just sighed.

"You're.... not happy, and I can certainly tell." She commented.

"If you need me, I'll be in the lab. Or the cafeteria, as I'm going to go and grab a bite to eat first. Close enough to dinner, might as well grab something for Ilias and I." She added.

"I'll leaver you go to rain hell on whomever it is." With that, she waved and got the hell out of there, before she brought his wrath down upon her.

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He was staring at the white board in front o fhim, not really seeing it. He was paying more attention to the one behind him, yet not turning to look at who it was, for reasons no one could explain.

"Come now. Is it really better to just pretend to be innocent?" They asked, their voice decidedly familiar.

'The next person you see, you should show them that you're a force to be reckoned with. Prove that you're not one to be walked all over anymore." As they spoke, they laid their hand on his shoulder. He noticed it, and it felt... weightier than he would have expected, and as if something crawlled off of the hand. However, that feeling was gone just about as quickly as it came.

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