Chapter 41 Liam
So, all art was subjective, and subject to great debates, but, apparently, so were emojis.
We all knew they wanted eggplant in the taco action a lot, but three months after the texts started, Radames stayed in Egypt and Lola left.
We figured that out from the flags emojis, even if we didn’t know why.
Lola went to India, South Korea, Australia, Japan, and then to Peru where she was kidnapped and brought here.
I knew she was doing what I did before I found a place I wanted to stay and what Sage was doing.
Travel somewhere, get a hostel, and find a job that wouldn’t mind that much when you moved on.
We just hadn’t figured out what she was trying to do there. I was escaping the Irish Mafia and Sage was seeing the world where she could afford insulin while the IRS sorted her Da.
There was a kitty cat face in a lot of their messages, which was where all the philosophical debate was coming in.
“So, we’ve got the cat emoji with the heart eyes when she gets to a new country and then right before she leaves, she sends the cat emoji with a pouty face,” Ivar said. “She’s not backpacking. Well, she is, but she’s looking for something and not finding it.”
“Oh, thank the wee baby Jesus. Get in here, Khalid. Has Professor Kane said anything about India, South Korea, Australia, Japan, and Peru?”
“Every country has a pool and some kind of system for reincarnations. There are also supernaturals living among humans or supernatural cities and villages for the ones who don’t want to. Why?”
We hadn’t found much, but we told everyone who left what we discovered and they told us about their chat with the headmasters.
Yeah, we could definitely use help from the smart people because frankly, I thought when a girl sent those cat emojis, she wanted sex, then she was telling you that you were a lousy shag.
“Well, this phone doesn’t have GPS, so I couldn’t tell you where in those countries she was going.
I don’t think she was trying to kill anyone while she was there, or she wouldn’t have brought her phone with her when she was eating shades in the trials.
She didn’t know her magic kills everything, even electronics,” Lucian said.
“That’s not the phone she cares about. She keeps this one strapped to her leg, and she didn’t have it on her when she was killing people during the trials or we wouldn’t be reading two years’ worth of messages,” Sage pointed out.
“True,” Lucian said, scratching the back of his head. “But even if she didn’t give a shit about her main phone, it’s still a hassle when your phone dies and according to her dossier, she doesn’t come from money.”
“I looked at Radames’s file. His father was a priest in an urban neighborhood, so they weren’t poor, but they weren’t wealthy, either. Maybe she knew, and that was why she left the burner phone somewhere and honestly just forgot she had her smartphone with her,” Khalid said.
“We can’t do anything until we get a timeline of what they got up to in Egypt.
Somehow, a British girl was in Egypt and met the son of a Coptic priest who was grooming his son to also be a priest. They snuck off together and managed to find a magically protected school where the guard was taking a run under the moon and even found the pools.
According to what you gathered from the texts, she stayed in Egypt for four months and then she left and never went back.
But they stayed in contact until they both ended up here.
Maybe Amira can give us a better idea what she got up to on her trip in Egypt,” Sage said.
“These bitches know all the rapists I killed in Amsterdam and I’m good enough at killing rapists that the authorities never even questioned me. How do they not know those two were the ones that broke into the Egyptian school?”
“I’m guessing they pay more attention to murder than they do trespassing,” Lucian drawled.
“They are both felonies if you trespass in the wrong place, dipshit. You should really learn your felonies if you’re going to share a girlfriend with me.”
“Murder is still worse than trespassing.”
“I only took out rapists, you Muppet. If Lola and Radames hadn’t trespassed, they might not be on a killing spree right now.
Everyone says being fully awake enough to remember your first life is rare.
We all went into the pool on our own. For all we know, something weird happened because they got in together. ”
Holy shite. I paid attention to Sage’s friends.
If one of them decided they wanted to be her frenemy, I’d have to evaluate if they needed to be stabbed in the neck or not.
Morgana was raised in a witching family who knew about the birthmark.
She’d always known she’d end up here and take a dip in that pool.
Morgana said she could have been anyone, but she always had a gut feeling she’d be Hecate and she was right.
Morgana was awake in the sense that she had all her magic and had mastered it by the time she finished her freshman year. She knew everything about Hecate because she studied and her familiars told her.
But she didn’t remember her first life because that was rare. The expectation was that we’d all graduate having mastered our abilities, but not that we remembered everything.
I got stark naked and jumped in the pool first because I wanted Sage to check out my arse.
Headmaster Mykene made me stay in there while the rest of them were sent to put robes on so they didn’t get our clothes wet.
Headmaster Mykene threatened to turn me into a spider if I didn’t put my cock away while everyone was changing.
She had that in common with my dearly departed Nana, but Headmaster Mykene could do a lot more than hit me with a wooden spoon because I had my pants off again.
Was that a loophole Headmaster Mykene either hadn’t told us? She gave a big speech about not falling into big feuds from your previous life and now that I was actually reading and learning about other gods, there were a lot of them. And a lot of that shit was just petty.
If someone got into one of those pools with someone from their original life, did that make them remember their original life?
I had so many questions now.