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she removes the piece of cloth from between her wings((yes , she has specially made clothes to be able to do this because it is difficult for her to wear normal clothes with her wings and the detachable cloth allows for a hole to put both her wings through)) you see a huge scar that looks almost like a crater would if you were flying above it

"my wings hide it from unwanted attention"

((What a coincidence.)) "C-Come here." Without thinking, she pulls you to behind the wall. Her skin is deathly cold, despite the room temperature. Realising what she did, she looks at you in horror. "Oh my gosh I am so sorry!" Siren starts backing away to avoid unwanted questions, not knowing that she forgot to stutter.

she blinks "vampire or zombie?"

She runs away, down back to the cafeteria.

she covers her mouth, realizing her instinct kicked in"sorry" she whispered

she tries to go and follow siren, her wings covering up her scar completely

Siren is by the cafeteria door, curled into a ball. She seems to be about ready to get up, though. Wait?

she sniffs the air and tires to find her more easily that way

Siren is just around the corner. She starts getting up. If you peek from there, she might not notice you.

she looks around the corner

She's on one knee, getting up. Siren doesn't seem to be affected that much. In fact, she looks different. Not only is she standing taller, but she also has a bit of a change in aura. It seems much... darker and cold.

she has to force herself not to grab out her journal as she watches

As she stands up and takes a few pages at the door, it is clear that this is the same Siren. Her appearance hasn't changed at all except her posture, but other than that... Not much different there. She keeps looking behind her, almost worried.

"definitely not what i expected" she whispered

Siren eventually goes to the bathroom nearest to the cafeteria.

she silently follows

Inside is one locked stall, and large grey feather. There is a noise like the ruffling of feathers coming from the stall.

she picks up the feather with her tail, trying to study it

It is a grey feather, with white streaks by the front, and fades to a dark grey near the back.