Sophia grinned as Olgues entered her office in a loud and dramatic fashion. "So what's up, baby?" he said with a wink. She chuckled. "Just waiting for that beautiful smile to brighten up my day." She slowly removed her sunglasses and leaned against the edge of her desk. "So, my little chocolate cupcake, has everything been running smoothly in my absence? I trust the students haven't been too rowdy?" Her grin widened. "Even so, I bet it was the teachers who were partying too much."
The Head Mistress felt a shift of energy in the room and turned to see Sasha sitting in her desk. âI've got something super important to say when you're finished. Unless you say what I have to say because you probably already know.â Nicholas arrived seconds after, just in the nick of time to share a moment with Mother Nature. There was definitely something between them, Sophia could tell. What she couldn't tell was how it exactly made her feel. Regardless, she cleared her throat and sat down on the edge of her desk. She smiled at Nic. "Morning, Sunshine." She laid back on the desk, bringing her face closer to Sasha's. "And good morning to you too, Dearie."
She sat up straight again, looking around the room. "Who are we missing now? Gats and Thor, God of Frightening Teenagers?" As if called, a broad ginger man grumpily walked into the room, as he usually did. "Morning, Paul Bunyan." She said, looking (in a slightly distasteful manner) at his flannel. Honestly, did the man own anything besides clothes that made him look like owned a big blue ox? She mentally shrugged. At least he wore them well.
She cleared her throat once more, sliding off the desk and standing to address her fellow teachers. "There are a couple of us still missing, but they'll just have to be filled in later. This is important." She took a breath.
"I left last week because I was called to meet with the Counsel of Magick in London to discuss a series of extremely concerning events. One of which-" She looked sadly at Nic. "Was the murder of Merlin." She walked in front of her desk. "The Sons of Eden have become much more aggressive in recent years and their reach is spreading to countries where their influence had been virtually nonexistent. They've murdered a large number of high profile casters, including Merlin and our previous Curses and Necromancy teacher, Ms. Thrashing, and their activity has been getting closer to Goodfellow." Sophia took a breath. "War is on the horizon, my friends. I want our students prepared. But more importantly, I want them safe. More wards on the gates, more illusions in the forest, and no student is allowed to leave the grounds without a teacher present unless I personally give them permission."
She toyed with the pentagram on her necklace for a moment. "This is one of the most powerful generations we've taught. They could end the Sons once and for all, but they're still children and they're inexperienced. We need to make sure that they're well trained and well aware of the circumstances. They'll be going under Battle simulations every week now and a combat trail against another coven every other week. It's vital that they know how to protect themselves. I'm sure you'll like that, Erik."
Sophia smiled, attempting to lighten the mood slightly. "And our last matter. There are several teaching positions open and all of them need to be filled. I have several candidates lined up, but there's one I must discuss with you all. I move to have Divinia Doriano have a sort of trial run at the Curses and Necromancy spot." She put her hands up defensively. "I know it might sound crazy, but she has extensive knowledge of the subjects, already successfully tutors a good number of our students, and this is her last year as a student."
She looked around the room. "Thoughts? Questions? Complaints? Song lyrics you want to randomly sing?"
'Well, that was fun.' Eros thought with his rolled up yoga matt under his left arm and bowl of Fruity Pebbles in his right hand. A small, pleased smile rested on his lips as he navigated the school cafeteria, finding a table that hadn't yet been occupied by any of his fellow students. He scooped a spoonful of the colorful flakes into his mouth and looked around the cafeteria, scoping out the crowd out of pure curiosity. Many of them looked incredibly torn up, obviously a symptom of attending his raging party the night before.
Eros had a gift when it came to throwing parties. He just knew how to get everyone to have a good time. He chewed his cereal, the crunch momentarily deafening him as he observed the people around them. 'Oh look.' he thought. 'There's a couple.' They were sitting a couple tables down and trying to feed each other strips of bacon. Eros smiled. They were so cute. Then there was a slight pain in his chest. He hadn't ever really been in a long term relationship. He rolled his eyes at himself. Self-pity was definitely not on the breakfast menu last time he checked. It would happen eventually. It happened to everyone eventually.