+ ANYTHING EASY HAS IT'S COST

Y E S T E R D A Y
all my troubles seemed so far away
now it looks as though they're here to stay



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The key thing had been really big news. The first time Aiden heard it… he wasn’t quite sure he wanted to believe it, to be honest. But then he’d gone up to the attic a few nights ago, and Isa had confirmed the fact. Hanston’s keys were really missing… and that was all he knew, aside the fact that Isa had already tried to get one from someone. Apparently, it hadn’t been a pleasant experience for her… or so he assumed, because she had seemed pretty upset… He’d heard she’d beat up Oz Jenson recently, though. That was yet another reminder that Joan of Arc was not to be messed with. Aiden couldn’t really blame her - she must have had a really good reason to beat the guy, though. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to ask her, or not.

So, the attic was off limits for now. For him, at least, because he didn’t plan on going anywhere near that room until the key business was solved. He was too busy to try and pay a visit to any of the LP members while they were keeping watch on the door, anyway - he had way too much homework, and projects to do to consider getting distracted. He did need to go upstairs this time, though. He had probably left a book inside the RSOR headquarters the last time he’d really been there; and he wanted to see if Isa or Skylar were there, to ask if they’d seen it… he didn’t really think they did - they both had more important things to think about, lately. But he could try, and if the book wasn’t there, he’d just go look around his dorm, or the classrooms.

… for as long as he didn’t run into anyone in the way, he’d be fine. Aiden had the luck of being one of the less-known members of RSOR and he wanted to continue that way. Especially because he did not want to have to deal with this… Wizard person. There were no clues on who he… or she was, yet. As far as he knew, it could be anyone. He might be acting a little bit overly-paranoid, but one could never be too careful. The worst thing anyone could say about him was that he was emo, and he wasn’t. The label didn’t even bother him - he had a big brother and a little sister who had sometimes called him that. There was nothing much interesting about him, aside the fact that he usually wrote a lot. But, that wasn’t strange. Anyone could just assume he was doing homework. He wanted to think he was safe… for now.

He soon found himself going up the stairs that led to the attic, when he spotted… a person. A blonde girl he’d seen around a few times, and that he barely knew - more like, he didn’t know her at all. One thing he was almost completely sure about, this kid wasn’t a member of RSOR. So… what was she doing there? He rose an eyebrow and remained completely silent for a few seconds, trying to put his thoughts in order. He finally spoke, in a relaxed manner and with a half toned smile.

”After school adventures, much? Or are you just being curious?” he joked, lightheartedly.

Y E S T E R D A Y
all my troubles seemed so far away
now it looks as though they're here to stay



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There was a big difference between being simply curious, and snooping. Curiosity killed the cat, true, but, in his book, it was also quite harmless. Aiden had been curious about RSOR at first, when he first started attending at Riverdale. The club was so large, so secretive that one could only wonder. But, he hadn’t really cared. It didn’t affect him in any way, and that was okay. Then he joined, and things had changed - he had become one of them and had understood the need for secrecy. There were limits for curiosity, though. Trying to snoop around when there was no one around was a little bit too much... for him, at least.

When the girl before him swirled to face him, seemingly startled by his sudden appearance, a slight guilty hit him as well. Okay. So maybe sneaking - or at least sort of - on a person completely silently and then suddenly speaking up wasn’t exactly a good way of starting out a conversation. Honestly, it probably made him look like a creeper, now that he thought about it. But, this girl was trying to eavesdrop on RSOR, and that was just… not good. Especially after the key thing, when they had to be most careful. Still, Aiden had a feeling that maybe he should have at least given a life sign before speaking up – clearing his throat, walking less silently… all those could’ve been acceptable. He hadn’t meant to scare her… but, he’d distracted her, and that was a good thing.

Although the reaction from her part was completely expected; he raised an eyebrow, almost innocently, as though he didn’t quite understand why she had reacted in such a way, even though he did - he admitted maybe he’d been too sneaky. Well, at least he had managed to draw her attention away from the door… momentarily. That was something, no? ”Alright, alright, sorry for scaring you,”

Y E S T E R D A Y
all my troubles seemed so far away
now it looks as though they're here to stay



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So far, so good. Well, so it seemed. At least Aiden hadn’t made himself seem suspicious yet, which was his main intention: to simply appear to be a passerby, and to slowly pull this girl away from the most secret door in Riverdale. There was a good reason for that secrecy. And, he wanted to do whatever he could to at least, help to keep that secret. He was already hunting for a good lie, in case he got himself into a twenty-question game. Too bad he sucked at lying, most of the time.

It wasn’t that RSOR was trying to shun anyone. But, there was the risk of being discovered. Everyone there had made their way into history in one way or another, and a few of those reasons weren’t all too good. What about Bonnie and Clyde? Jack the Ripper? Yeah, the world wouldn’t be very pleased to know they were back. A good reason to remain in secrecy. True, no one had intended to come back, but they had, and there wasn’t anything they could do, except wait... or so it seemed.

He smiled a bit at the response. ”I hope so. Causing a heart attack to a person is clearly not one of my priorities,”he replied, rolling his eyes at himself. He didn’t have to fake the sincerity to apologize - he really meant it. But, he was also intending to keep her mind away from the attic, which, he surely hoped, was empty at that moment. The key thing was enough to keep everyone but the LP away from there, so the possibilities that there was anyone there, aside an LP member were rather scarce. Or, he hoped so. If there was anyone up there, he hoped they were as careful as to keep their voices low.

”I think I know what you mean… sort of. I honestly doubt anyone would be too happy to be left out of something, let alone a secret this big,”he shrugged lightly, and sighed a bit. He could tell, there was no way that she could be faking the disappointment. That didn’t change anything, though. He needed to keep up with the distraction.

”I think it is. Kind of. But, I do understand that you want answers, so I guess I understand why you’re doing it,”he replied. Yeah. He didn’t like the fact that she was going as far as to sneak up on a conversation, but he understood. He didn’t know the Anti-RSOR members, but he figured, it should be very frustrating to stand on their side of the line. To watch everything slowly unfolding, and not know how or why. Aiden had sort of been on that side of the line during his first days in Riverdale - watching, not knowing, until he got recruited. ”I wouldn’t know. The only thing I learned from that is that I don’t want to mess with Isabella.” He rolled his eyes a bit. Yup. He’d figured, she was not one to be messed with. Who’d want to anger a saint, after all?

”Yeah, they are. Though, we never really talk about that.” Which wasn’t exactly like lying - as far as he remembered, he hadn’t really discussed RSOR with Fox or Skylar. They were all usually in their business. ”I think I never got your name, by the way.”

Y E S T E R D A Y
all my troubles seemed so far away
now it looks as though they're here to stay



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It was so not working. He could tell. Aiden’s attempt to bring this girl’s attention away from the attic, and he wasn’t succeeding. Damn. He thought he’d been doing a good job… now; he was really disappointed on himself. Well… at least he could try and distract her for a while… at least until someone from the LP decided to show up. That could work, right?

… Probably not, but he could still hope.

”Maybe investing on a bell is a good idea,”he answered back, almost teasingly. He even let out a small laugh. Aiden didn’t really find it to be that fun, but he was trying. That mattered, didn’t it? He was so focused on this task that had been presented to him so very suddenly, that he could barely let his attention rest on anything else. It was a part of his nature, when he did something, he rarely unfocused. And, this was important. Oh, so very important… he was trying to buy some time, until someone showed up. Isabella, Skylar, anyone. Their help would be really appreciated.

Deep down he was wondering if he was saying too much… maybe he should have cut off his sentence at the ‘I know what you mean’ part. But, he’d already spoken - the damage was done, and he couldn’t really undo it. That, added to the fact that he didn’t exactly excel at lying… well yeah. He might have screwed up… and trying to fix it would just be counterproductive. Aiden wasn’t just about to give anything away - that was the last thing he wanted to do. Really, the thought was just… no.

He listened to her explanation, the reason that she was snooping around. He couldn’t help but understand what she was saying. If he had been in her shoes… man, that’d be so frustrating. ”I see your point. I didn’t know they got a different treatment than everyone else, though,”he answered. Of course, he hadn’t really heard that. Then again, he was still fairly new to the school, and to the club. Maybe he had heard, and not paid enough attention. Aside that, he could understand how she felt. It was only natural. Jealousy was nothing too strange to anyone. Everyone had felt it, at least once, right?

”Yeah, I heard he was pretty rude. I dunno. I guess Isabella was in her right to get mad, but that was a too much…”he said. Of course he didn’t really think like that. Oz… well, he still didn’t like him, much. They barely had any contact, and if they did, it was minimal. Aiden usually tended to avoid him. ”Luckily she didn’t have a weapon… or, did she?”he asked. He hadn’t even been there to see it, and he hadn’t seen the video, either.

”Fox. Skylar. Guess you know who they are,”he said. It wasn’t a question. The Wizard had already talked about them both. Then the girl introduced herself. Kodi… he’d have to remember the name. ”Name’s Aiden. Nice to meet you too,”he shook her hand firmly, politely, still desperately hoping for his attempts to draw her away from the door would work. He could only hope.