Introduction
-Sophia Divinus to the Council of Magick, 1874
In the late 1800's, Sophia Divinus gathered several of the world's strongest casters and founded the Hecate Academy for Gifted Students (often called H.A.G.S. for short) to protect and train adolescent Magick users from all across the world. For over a hundred years, the Academy has helped young people of all walks of life become powerful casters with much to contribute to the Magickal world. Despite this, casters and Magickal beings of all sorts are being hunted and slaughtered by the Sons of Eden, a secret society of humans dedicated to eliminate Magick in all it's forms. Magick is dying and now, as some of the last young casters come to Hecate for training, they may face more than mortal dangers.
H.A.G.S. is a large estate, hidden in the vast forests of Goodfellow, Washington. Small streams and ponds can be found all around the school's campus, where many water sprites and even nymphs can be found during the day. The forest surrounding the school is very beautiful and charming, but students are forbidden to enter the woods at night. Many believe this rule is enforced to keep the students safe from some of the nastier faeries that awaken when the sun goes down. Just beyond the forest lies the town of Goodfellow. Goodfellow is a quiet place and not much goes on there. However, it often comes alive on the weekends when the students from Hecate leave the Academy and visit the town's diners and bars. Students are forbidden to leave the boundaries of the town as long as they are studying at Hecate.
The Hecate student body is divided into four covens, each named after a famous Magick user. Students are placed according to their abilities which generally correspond with their personalities. Each coven is led by two teachers whom are in charge of keeping their students in line and making sure they progress as Magick users. The covens are as followed:
Practitioners of White Magick, the students of Merlin are the typical heroes of any fantasy novel. They are often honest, brave, and wise beyond their years. Merlinites are usually great advisors and make up a good portion of the Council of Magick. They practice the ways of [color=#FF0000]the light[/color] and can always be trusted. They have a long standing rivalry with the Coven of Circe.
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ryan Reynolds ‖ Protection Magick/Study of Runes Teacher ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Taylor Lautner ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Steven R. McQueen ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Robert Sheehan ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ian Harding ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Colton Haynes ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ezra Miller ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Daniel Sharman ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Amy Adams ‖ Healing/Study of Magickal Items Teacher ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Lily Collins ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ksenia Solo ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Teresa Palmer ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Jamie Chung ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Jane Levy ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Vanessa Hudgens ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Holland Roden ‖ RESERVED
The Coven of Circe is made up of the school's more troublesome lot. They are often troublemakers and bullies who practice the once forbidden arts of Black Magick. They are often selfish, power hungry, and harbor sinister intent. Circeans are know to use their Magick to get ahead in life and to inflict hardships onto their enemies. They hate the coven of Merlin.
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Tyler Hoechlin ‖ Battle Magick/History of Forbidden Arts Teacher ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Craig Horner ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: George Shelley ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Paul Wesley ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ash Stymest ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Nicholas Hoult ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Penn Badgley ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Alex Pettyfer ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Charlize Theron ‖ Curses/Necromancy Teacher ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Arielle Kebbel ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Emma Watson ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Taylor Swift ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Nina Dobrev ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Elizabeth Gillies ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Becky Gomez ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Kat Graham ‖ Open
Puck's Coven are known across campus as the free spirited bunch. They usually practice Green Magick and are very close to the Earth and the elements. Their parties are legendary and even the teachers can be found at these festivities. They are wise and fun loving , yet often temperamental. Sometimes, the wrath of a Puckie rivals even that of a Circean. They are known healers, like the Merlins, but they are best known for their elemental Magick or their work with faeries.
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Miranda Kerr ‖ Elemental Magick/ Familiar Work Teacher ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Avril Lavigne ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Shay Mitchel ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Perrie Edwards ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ariana Grande ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Phoebe Tonkin ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Hayley Williams ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Victoria Justice ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Charles Michael Davis ‖ Herbology/Fay Magick Teacher ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ed Sheeran ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Avan Jogia ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Tyler Posey ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Evan Peters ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Grant Gustin ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Douglas Booth ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Marlon Teixeira ‖ RESERVED
Laveau is the strangest coven on campus. They are typically outcasts, being that they're neither good, nor evil, but they aren't connected to the Earth like the Puckies. Their Magick [color=#FF0000]varies widely, as do their personalities. As a whole, the Laveauns are very mysterious[/color], but many of their peers don't pay them much attention.
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Lucy Liu ‖ Alchemy/Creation of Potions Teacher ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Keke Palmer ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Anna Kendrick ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Malese Jow ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Chloe Moretz ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Cher Lloyd ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Shelley Hennig ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Taissa Farmiga ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Alexander Skarsgard ‖ Divination/Spellcraft Teacher ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Zayn Malik ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Liam Hemsworth ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Dylan O'Brien ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Francisco Lachowski ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Booboo Stewart ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Ed Westwick ‖ Open
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Logan Leerman ‖ RESERVED
Name: TBA ‖ Face Claim: Beyonce Knowles ‖ Headmistress/History of Magick/ Study of Magickal Creatures ‖ RESERVED
:::::Rules:::::
1.Please acknowledge all the site and RPG rules.
2. Being active is key. If you're not active for more than three days without explanation, I'll pm you. If you don't respond within 24 hours, you'll be cut and your character will be killed (or worse).
3. Respect your fellow Rpers. We're all just here to have fun.
4. I would like all ratios kinda even between the covens. We can't all be Circean and we can't call be Merlinites.
5. Please, please, please be original with your characters and try to make them different and diverse. Just because your character is in Circe doesn't mean they have to be a queen bee alpha bitch who's willing to kill everyone. Don't be afraid to break the mold. Make a douche-bag in Merlin or a Laveaun who fits in perfectly. Just BE CREATIVE AND BE INTERESTING.
6. You must reserve your character in the OOC before submitting. No exceptions. You will be given 48 hours to complete your character unless you ask me for an extension.
7. When reserving your character, be sure to write the name of your favorite witch of all time.
8. Don't complain about the faceclaims (I know they aren't the best), but if there's a particular one you want that you don't see, I'll be more than willing to put it up there. :)
9. If you have a suggestion or a question, don't be afraid to post it in the OOC. I'll answer it if I can.
10. I will NOT accept fighting or rudeness in the OOC. It's okay for our characters to be assholes, but not for us to be. If you have a problem with someone take it to PMs.
11. This roleplay will most likely contain some mature themes like violence, swearing, and the sexuals. Viewer discretion is advised.
12. We'll be making a relationship thread before the RP starts to get a grasp on how our character's feel about each other.
13. Try to post at least twice a week. PLEASE. Also, when reserving your character, the second part of the password is “Welcome to H.A.G.S.”
14. I would like literate RPers for this and so, I would like every post to be at least 400 words. I understand that writers block hits sometimes, so I'll be lenient with this rule to an extent. I also expect correct grammar and spelling. Spell-check is your friend.
15. Keep in mind you character's racial background when thinking of abilities. Native American shaman may be able to speak to animals and commune with spirits while a European witch may be able to fly on a broom.
16. I reserve the right to reject any character I want to. I'll explain why I rejected them and I'll be nice about it, but I won't let a character into this roleplay unless they're up to my standards.
17. Please, enjoy and have fun! (Or die)
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Chracter Sheet (Filled out if third person please):
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[b]Full Name: [/b] First, middle, and last names please.
[b]Nicknames:[/b] What do you like to be called?
[b]Age:[/b] Between 14-19
[b]Hometown:[/b] Where were you born?
[b]Ethnicity[/b] Keep in mind, the culture you were raised in should affect your powers.
[b]Sexuality:[/b] I think this one is pretty obvious.
[b]Coven:[/b] Merlin, Circe, Puck, or Laveau. Remember that your powers as well as personality will decide what Coven you are in.
[b]Years spent at Hecate:[/b] If its your first year, it would be zero.
[b]Specialty:[/b] Healing? Pyrokinesis? Hydrokinesis? Equal element control? Alchemy? Potion making? Spell making? Etc. What is your strongest magickal skill?
[b]Abilities:[/b] Magickal and normal abilities alike. They should all relate to one another and correlate with your Coven. (The Magickal ones) Make sure that they all correlate with one another.
[b]Familiar[/b] This is your spirit companion that comes in the form of an animal and who helps you control your powers. They are not your servants, but your companions that will get stronger as you do. Even if you are not able to understand animals, you will always be able to understand and speak telepathically with YOUR Familiar. Give me their name, what animal they are, a brief description of their personality, and a link to their picture.
[b]Personality:[/b] A good paragraph or two about your personality.
[b]Likes:[/b] At least five.
[b]Dislikes:[/b] At least five.
[b]History:[/b] About two paragraphs or so. What was your childhood like? Did you always know you could use Magick? Can your family? How'd you find out about the school? How's you react when you were put into your Coven?
[b]Other:[/b] Did I miss anything?
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"Glad to see the place is still standing." The sun reflected off of Sophia's golden hair as it bounced with every step she took toward Hecate Academy. To the mortal eye, there was nothing here but trees and dirt, but with a wave of her hand, the illusion of nonexistence melted away from Sophia's eyes. The Head Mistress walked up to the large, magickally endowed gate protecting Hecate's border and placed her index finer on the lock. "Hecate, Mother of Witches, please grant me your power." A familiar surge of energy ran throughout her body and a silvery black spark flew from Sophia's finger tip and the gates swung open. "Thanks Mom."
She wore a pleasant smile and a sexy black dress that clung tightly to her curves as she strode across the Academy lawn. She sighed deeply, stressful thoughts swirling like a violent maelstrom in the back of her mind. She had been forced to travel away from the academy to discuss several incredibly large issues with the Counsel of Magick. One of which, the very recent murder of Merlin, her mentor of several centuries, was very close to her heart. The Sons of Eden were gaining power, reach, and becoming increasingly aggressive within the last couple of months. Frankly, it had always been concerning and a problem, but once they killed Merlin, Sophia vowed that she'd take them all down. One by one if necessary. Sure, revenge was petty, but the Head Mistress knew it would feel glorious.
She had allowed the students to take a one week intermission between their classes. She figured that they needed a break, even if they had only been about three months into the school year. Now, she believed some changes were needed to be made to the academy to keep it safe. The illusions and wards surrounding it would need to be fortified every week instead of every month. More creatures would need to be recruited to protect the grounds and twice as much crème needed to be offered to the Fay in Goodfellow's forest in exchange for them to lead humans away from the school. Sophia sighed. There really was a lot to do.
'Do you want me to notify the teachers?' A raspy voice came from Sophia's side. She looked to see the large, dark furred form of Delphi. The Great Dane paced along side her, but looked around, as if she was looking for something. Sophia pursed her lips. "Hmm... I really should speak to them." She whistled, several large ravens flew out from several nearby trees. Sophia smiled. These birds were a of her own magickal dabbling and they possessed the ability to relay various messages between people. They flapped in the air near her face, cawing in anticipation for an order. "Would you be dears and tell my teachers that I've returned? And to come meet me in my office? All of them, please." The birds nodded and went away to find their targets.
"Now then." Sophia said, turning towards her familiar. "How about we plan a ball?" 'A ball?' The dog sounded skeptical. "Yes, it's been far too long since we've had a proper ball. It's absolutely dreadful. And we haven't had a tournament yet this year! We need to ignite that fire within our students and competition tends to do that." Delphi sighed and looked at her paws. 'If that's what you think.' Her master laughed. "You'll see, Darling. They need to be prepared for what I believe is coming."
Olgues was currently trying to put a few things away that were in his class that students constantly failed to not put away. Like putting books where they belonged or not cleaning out the damn mixing pots. Currently he was trying to clean neglected pot number five when a black raven came to him. Banzi snapped at the thing, thinking that she could make the bird her lunch. "Banzi. Hey, hey. Calm down. You already had your meal."
Olgues turned to the bird as he pushed Banzi away from it, though he knew she was planning to try and attack after he was done getting his message. He was to come to the office. Dammit... What did he do this time? He was quite sure that he had been good these couple of months... Well... Besides the Banzi trying to practically eat Sophia's bird... But she's just playing! Banzi's a sweet girl!
"Banzi~ We have to go to the headmistress' office~ Now please behave." Olgues said to Banzi, kneeling down and petting his big kitty. Banzi gave him a face, it was one of pouting, but also agreement. Banzi wasn't a very talkative kitty.
The two showed up in the headmistress' office with a big, loud bang of the doors. "And I have arrived~!" Olgues chimed loudly, just simply wanting to see if he could get a reaction out of the woman. He gave her a wink. "So what's up, baby~" He flirted in just a teasing way.
Sasha Romanova & Nicholas Everett
A hurricane in Louisiana. A tornado in Oklahoma. A flood in London. A tsunami in Japan. Clear skies and perfect waves for Hawaii and Australia.
Despite her rather busy night, Sasha still managed to make it back to Hecate Academy by early morning, not at all tired. She had no time to be tired! She had to conduct her morning yoga class, finish with her lesson plan for the first semester, some private tutoring, dance class, and Sophia was most likely going to want to see her at some point during the day. Rest wasn't part of her vocabulary at the moment. Dammit! And she still needed to have breakfast. But that could come after her yoga class. She was already dressed in her yoga gear before the sun had risen, greeted by her usual yoga class and a few new others as well. “Namaste, everyone. It's great to see you again. Now, just because I'm a little bit tired and I know many of you are as well, let's go ahead and start with our corpse pose.” Strange enough, the purely Russian woman who was raised by a Greek had a strong Australian accent. That was probably because she spent a great deal of time in Australia – It was one of her favorite places in the world. There was a bit of laughter from her class as she gave a dimpled smile and they all began their morning by lying down on their mats for a while. Everyone felt refreshed as they went through their usual routine, throwing in a few more poses here and there as they greeted the sun.
“Beautiful, everyone. Absolutely beautiful. Let us move from Child's Pose to our Eagle Pose and finish with a strong Warrior's Pose.” They took a good few minutes for each pose, Sasha's green eyes sparkling as everyone moved gracefully with ease. Breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, she joined everyone in ending their last pose by bringing their feet together, placing their hands together, and giving a light bow at the waist. “Beautiful. Now, go ahead and get some breakfast. And by breakfast, I do not mean leftover pizza from last night's party washed down with warm beer. Alan.” She earned a few more laughs as she shot a teasing smile to a student with messy black hair and a sheepish grin. As everyone gathered up their mats, she disappeared back through the door in her tree only to re-emerge with her running outfit, shorts and a sports bra.
Barefooted, she made her way out of the central courtyard and had to make her way through the halls a bit, flashing a smile and wave to those she passed as her name was called out. She didn't stop for anyone though, keeping a careful pace all the way to the sports training area. Or at least one of them. She figured that Nic would be at the eastern one because she knew he liked watching the sun rise while he ran. And right she was, spotting him just finishing with tying his shoes. “It's a lot more comfortable without shoes, y'know? I don't see why you won't just hike with me in the morning.” She flashed him her famous dimpled smile, pulling her long hair up into a ponytail.
Nicholas just chuckled softly at Sasha, ignoring the slight butterflies in his stomach that happened whenever she was near him. He shot a lazy mega watt smile as he stood up and stretched, feeling the muscles beneath his light grey t-shirt tighten then relax.
"Well I'm always up for a change so why don't we go run in the bush? I'm already bored of this track." Nicholas questioned. He felt good today, so good in fact that he had woken up really early this morning and finished all his class schudules and shit that he usually would put off until the last minute. He was excited for the school year. He couldn't want to see the smiling faces of his students. He also had some witty names and pranks for the barbarian, Mr.Erik Odinson.
"And I'm good with shoes, you ready to get going?" he questioned, pointing towards the trees behind them.
“Well, let's get going then. Try to keep up, Sasquatch.” Sasha teased him with a playful shove, a light smirk on her lips as she remained oblivious to the butterflies in his stomach, though highly aware of the ones in her own. With hardly another word, she took off ahead of him with long strides, every now and then giving a shout of bliss. Despite being hit by a few thin branches every now and then when she forgot to duck, she was absolutely ecsatic. She loved the smell of morning dew on the forest floor and the sounds of the animals around them. She felt little to no pain as stickers and burrs clung to her feet and other exposed skin, simply relishing the feel of running through nature. She had to remember that Nic was with her to keep her from simply disappearing into a swirl of petals and taking off to who-knows-where just because.
She could get a little carried away [no pun intended] when she was running.
“How's the view from back there?”, she called over her shoulder, not realizing the double meaning of her words until she actually said them. But that was her, not always thinking about what she said before she said it. She quickly turned her head to the front once more, lest he see the dark pink shade take over her tanned cheeks.
"Pretty damn fine!" Nic shouted back. He hadn't even realized Sasha was so far ahead, having been taking in the scenery of the forest around them. Nic couldn't help but grin widely as he took a quick look at Sasha's ass before picking up his speed. Moments later they were running side by side.
"I'll race ya to the pond," he challenged, a cheeky smirk adorned his handsome features as his dark hazel eyes glanced over at Sasha.
“Oh, yeah? Alright. But the loser - which will be you - has to kiss the winner. Which will be me.” A thinly veiled show of affection, she held her head high before taking off. It was a win-win situation, so she was hardly worried about the outcome. Unless he told her that he didn't want to kiss her. She frowned for a moment, but ran on anyways, her lithe figure absolutely graceful as she leapt over a fallen tree. For a few moments, she debated taking the form of a rabbit and waiting for him at the pond. There was no way he was going to beat her.
Nic only nodded his head and took off, his long legs carrying his further along as he dodged branches, stones and fallen trees. His sneakers made no noise as he ran. It may just be his manly pride but he wasn't going to lose to a woman, no matter how attractive she was. As Nic dodged another low hanging branch the pond came into view, the morning sun shone down on the smooth, clear surface of the water making it glisten. The pond was pretty deep and at the moment Nic had an insane urge to jump in the water, wanting to feel it cool his warm skin. His pace picked up at the pleasurable thought and he passed Sasha.
Damn it, he was gaining on her and soon passed her. She pumped her legs faster as she pushed onward, the pond within her line of sight as well. She would have won if a large stag hadn't jumped out in front of her. She had been so absorbed in her own thoughts and focused on winning that she hadn't paid enough attention to hear its thundering hooves as he made his way towards her with a doe and a few little ones in tow. She allowed them to pass, but she had already lost. Her lower lip pulled out into a small pout as she sulked her way over the pond. “You just got lucky. Don't get cocky.”, she huffed softly, her green eyes storming over a bit as a large gust of wind tossed her hair and the leaves around her, the sky darkening just a little.
Nic noticed the sky darken and walked over to Sasha. "Don't be a poor sport." Nic chuckled before gently grabbing Sasha's face between his hands and pulling her forward, bringing her against him as he leaned down a gave her a soft kiss. He didn't want to push it, even if he wanted to stay there longer, so he pulled back moments later and gave Sasha a big pearly smile while brushing stray pieces of dark hair from her face.
"You win." Nic said, smiling down at Sasha.
Sasha was indeed content with being a poor sport, poking at the ground with curled toes like a child who was told "no" several times. She wasn't about to start crying, of course. But she was still rather upset. She liked to win and she very much liked to think that she was stronger than Nic. Magick-wise, she'd kick his ass. But he could definitely take her on in a physical fight unless she shapeshifted. “I'm not being a p-”
Her words were cut off as he stepped to her to place a kiss on her lips, effectively shutting her up. As far as she was concerned, for that whole five seconds the world didn't even exist. She could feel her ears and cheeks get warm as her face turned bright red, realizing that even as he pulled away, her eyes were still closed and she was still leaning against him, having contently melted against his muscular figure. “Of-of course I win. I always win.” She stepped away and quickly recovered - sort of, giving a bashful laugh. “Hardly as exciting as I thought my first kiss would be, but I suppose it was special enough.”
She gave him a grin and took a seat on the bank of the pond, sliding her feet in until the water went up to her knees. It wasn't really one of those ponds that gradually got deeper. It was fifteen feet straight down from the center on out.
"Ouch, well that just wounded my ego." Nic said, trying to sounded wounded but it didn't really work with him having to resist the urge to chuckle. He then removed his sneakers, socks and shirt placing them near a large rock before he took a runner's stance. Pushing off Nic ran towards the pond, jumped and landed in the water with a loud splash, spraying Sasha. Nic didn't surface but instead used his protection magick to form a bubble of air around his nose and mouth so he could breath as he swam to the bottom of the deep pond. It was dark but with a snap of his finger's golden balls of light surrounded the area allowing him to see. Nic saw small fish and other aquatic life, along with seaweed, shells and stones. He stayed under for a while until he grew bored and resurfaced, the air bubble and orbs of light disappearing as he did.
"Well that was refreshing." he grinned as he saw a slightly soaked Sasha. A loud screech brought Nic's attention from a wet Sasha to a large black bird. One of Sophia's.
Sasha rolled her eyes as Nic's failed attempt to appear hurt by her words, a small smile still on her face as she kicked her legs in the water a bit. This was one of her favorite ponds because it was a salt water pond. The water itself was straight from the Pacific Ocean right off the coast of Australia. It wasn't like the water was special, or anything. But it was her little piece of Australia right there in Washington. When Nic jumped in, she could have easily avoided the splash, but she welcomed the cool water that soaked her, tilting her head up as it chilled her skin. While Nic was submersed, she looked up to the sky and let her thoughts turn away from him for a few minutes, focusing on the matters of the world outside of the school.
She didn't have too long to think about it before Nic resurfaced and one of Sophia's ravens came for them. The Head Mistress requests your presence in her office immediately. As it cawed, Sasha understood the bird as though it were speaking perfect English. “Right - Give us five minutes.” She smiled politely as the bird nodded and flew away, her eyes turning to her friend in the water. “Soph wants the Mentors in her office...But we've got five minutes for you to make up for that sorry kiss you gave me earlier.” There was a teasing tone in her voice as she kicked water at his face.
Nicholas was slightly shocked at what Sasha had said but didn't question it as he climbed out of the pond, soaking wet and lifted Sasha off the ground. He didn't know if she was serious but he would take any chance he got. He held her up and against him by her ass, pinning her back against a tree and kissed her. This kiss was more passionate then the first not wanting to disappoint this time. He pulled back once he knew they had to go but didn't put her down but instead smiled at her.
"That better?" he asked cheekily.
To be honest, she had fully expected Nic to splash her back and have some witty remark ready. She was completely taken by surprise with his swift movements, squished between him and a tree soon enough with his hands squeezing her ass. Well, having his hands on her ass wasn't really a foreign experience. The two had played cat and mouse since the day they met forty years ago, but it had never gotten so far. But, it was a new year with new dangers. Just more of a reason to live in the now as far as she was concerned. She was all too happy to collect the knowledge she had gathered from movies and books, having no actual prior experience before, letting her hands settle on the back of his neck as they kissed. Rather than five seconds, this kiss lasted almost five minutes.
As he pulled away, she forced herself not to pout but wasn't able to shirk the dazed look in her eyes or the goofy smile on her lips. “We should try this more often.”, she responded breathlessly.
"I agree." Nic grinned playfully, his voice held a husky undertone. He gently placed her back down on the ground, gave her a swift chasted kiss on her lips then went over and grabbed his shirt, socks and shoes. Quickly, he threw them on.
"Let's get heading back, Sophia's probably waiting." Nic said. Run or teleport?." he questioned.
Like a giddy schoolgirl, she could only smile as she took a step back from him and straightened out her hair. “Let's see you win this race.” After punching him in the arm playfully, the woman's figure seemed to just fall apart, becoming swirling pink petals that zoomed through the forest on a strong breeze. It was almost no time at all that Sasha arrived in Sophia's office, her body reforming with her sitting on her adoptive mother's desk. “I've got something super important to say when you're finished. Unless you say what I have to say because you probably already know.” She smiled at the woman before her just before Nic arrived, flashing him a smirk. “I win. Again. You owe me. Again.”
Nicholas grinned. "I'll pay you back any time." he smirked, winking at Sasha then turned his attention to the Head Mistress and the other teachers. "Mornin' everyone."
(This post is made by both Little Fox and Myself {AvalonKnight})
A hurricane in Louisiana. A tornado in Oklahoma. A flood in London. A tsunami in Japan. Clear skies and perfect waves for Hawaii and Australia.
Despite her rather busy night, Sasha still managed to make it back to Hecate Academy by early morning, not at all tired. She had no time to be tired! She had to conduct her morning yoga class, finish with her lesson plan for the first semester, some private tutoring, dance class, and Sophia was most likely going to want to see her at some point during the day. Rest wasn't part of her vocabulary at the moment. Dammit! And she still needed to have breakfast. But that could come after her yoga class. She was already dressed in her yoga gear before the sun had risen, greeted by her usual yoga class and a few new others as well. “Namaste, everyone. It's great to see you again. Now, just because I'm a little bit tired and I know many of you are as well, let's go ahead and start with our corpse pose.” Strange enough, the purely Russian woman who was raised by a Greek had a strong Australian accent. That was probably because she spent a great deal of time in Australia – It was one of her favorite places in the world. There was a bit of laughter from her class as she gave a dimpled smile and they all began their morning by lying down on their mats for a while. Everyone felt refreshed as they went through their usual routine, throwing in a few more poses here and there as they greeted the sun.
“Beautiful, everyone. Absolutely beautiful. Let us move from Child's Pose to our Eagle Pose and finish with a strong Warrior's Pose.” They took a good few minutes for each pose, Sasha's green eyes sparkling as everyone moved gracefully with ease. Breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, she joined everyone in ending their last pose by bringing their feet together, placing their hands together, and giving a light bow at the waist. “Beautiful. Now, go ahead and get some breakfast. And by breakfast, I do not mean leftover pizza from last night's party washed down with warm beer. Alan.” She earned a few more laughs as she shot a teasing smile to a student with messy black hair and a sheepish grin. As everyone gathered up their mats, she disappeared back through the door in her tree only to re-emerge with her running outfit, shorts and a sports bra.
Barefooted, she made her way out of the central courtyard and had to make her way through the halls a bit, flashing a smile and wave to those she passed as her name was called out. She didn't stop for anyone though, keeping a careful pace all the way to the sports training area. Or at least one of them. She figured that Nic would be at the eastern one because she knew he liked watching the sun rise while he ran. And right she was, spotting him just finishing with tying his shoes. “It's a lot more comfortable without shoes, y'know? I don't see why you won't just hike with me in the morning.” She flashed him her famous dimpled smile, pulling her long hair up into a ponytail.
Nicholas just chuckled softly at Sasha, ignoring the slight butterflies in his stomach that happened whenever she was near him. He shot a lazy mega watt smile as he stood up and stretched, feeling the muscles beneath his light grey t-shirt tighten then relax.
"Well I'm always up for a change so why don't we go run in the bush? I'm already bored of this track." Nicholas questioned. He felt good today, so good in fact that he had woken up really early this morning and finished all his class schudules and shit that he usually would put off until the last minute. He was excited for the school year. He couldn't want to see the smiling faces of his students. He also had some witty names and pranks for the barbarian, Mr.Erik Odinson.
"And I'm good with shoes, you ready to get going?" he questioned, pointing towards the trees behind them.
“Well, let's get going then. Try to keep up, Sasquatch.” Sasha teased him with a playful shove, a light smirk on her lips as she remained oblivious to the butterflies in his stomach, though highly aware of the ones in her own. With hardly another word, she took off ahead of him with long strides, every now and then giving a shout of bliss. Despite being hit by a few thin branches every now and then when she forgot to duck, she was absolutely ecsatic. She loved the smell of morning dew on the forest floor and the sounds of the animals around them. She felt little to no pain as stickers and burrs clung to her feet and other exposed skin, simply relishing the feel of running through nature. She had to remember that Nic was with her to keep her from simply disappearing into a swirl of petals and taking off to who-knows-where just because.
She could get a little carried away [no pun intended] when she was running.
“How's the view from back there?”, she called over her shoulder, not realizing the double meaning of her words until she actually said them. But that was her, not always thinking about what she said before she said it. She quickly turned her head to the front once more, lest he see the dark pink shade take over her tanned cheeks.
"Pretty damn fine!" Nic shouted back. He hadn't even realized Sasha was so far ahead, having been taking in the scenery of the forest around them. Nic couldn't help but grin widely as he took a quick look at Sasha's ass before picking up his speed. Moments later they were running side by side.
"I'll race ya to the pond," he challenged, a cheeky smirk adorned his handsome features as his dark hazel eyes glanced over at Sasha.
“Oh, yeah? Alright. But the loser - which will be you - has to kiss the winner. Which will be me.” A thinly veiled show of affection, she held her head high before taking off. It was a win-win situation, so she was hardly worried about the outcome. Unless he told her that he didn't want to kiss her. She frowned for a moment, but ran on anyways, her lithe figure absolutely graceful as she leapt over a fallen tree. For a few moments, she debated taking the form of a rabbit and waiting for him at the pond. There was no way he was going to beat her.
Nic only nodded his head and took off, his long legs carrying his further along as he dodged branches, stones and fallen trees. His sneakers made no noise as he ran. It may just be his manly pride but he wasn't going to lose to a woman, no matter how attractive she was. As Nic dodged another low hanging branch the pond came into view, the morning sun shone down on the smooth, clear surface of the water making it glisten. The pond was pretty deep and at the moment Nic had an insane urge to jump in the water, wanting to feel it cool his warm skin. His pace picked up at the pleasurable thought and he passed Sasha.
Damn it, he was gaining on her and soon passed her. She pumped her legs faster as she pushed onward, the pond within her line of sight as well. She would have won if a large stag hadn't jumped out in front of her. She had been so absorbed in her own thoughts and focused on winning that she hadn't paid enough attention to hear its thundering hooves as he made his way towards her with a doe and a few little ones in tow. She allowed them to pass, but she had already lost. Her lower lip pulled out into a small pout as she sulked her way over the pond. “You just got lucky. Don't get cocky.”, she huffed softly, her green eyes storming over a bit as a large gust of wind tossed her hair and the leaves around her, the sky darkening just a little.
Nic noticed the sky darken and walked over to Sasha. "Don't be a poor sport." Nic chuckled before gently grabbing Sasha's face between his hands and pulling her forward, bringing her against him as he leaned down a gave her a soft kiss. He didn't want to push it, even if he wanted to stay there longer, so he pulled back moments later and gave Sasha a big pearly smile while brushing stray pieces of dark hair from her face.
"You win." Nic said, smiling down at Sasha.
Sasha was indeed content with being a poor sport, poking at the ground with curled toes like a child who was told "no" several times. She wasn't about to start crying, of course. But she was still rather upset. She liked to win and she very much liked to think that she was stronger than Nic. Magick-wise, she'd kick his ass. But he could definitely take her on in a physical fight unless she shapeshifted. “I'm not being a p-”
Her words were cut off as he stepped to her to place a kiss on her lips, effectively shutting her up. As far as she was concerned, for that whole five seconds the world didn't even exist. She could feel her ears and cheeks get warm as her face turned bright red, realizing that even as he pulled away, her eyes were still closed and she was still leaning against him, having contently melted against his muscular figure. “Of-of course I win. I always win.” She stepped away and quickly recovered - sort of, giving a bashful laugh. “Hardly as exciting as I thought my first kiss would be, but I suppose it was special enough.”
She gave him a grin and took a seat on the bank of the pond, sliding her feet in until the water went up to her knees. It wasn't really one of those ponds that gradually got deeper. It was fifteen feet straight down from the center on out.
"Ouch, well that just wounded my ego." Nic said, trying to sounded wounded but it didn't really work with him having to resist the urge to chuckle. He then removed his sneakers, socks and shirt placing them near a large rock before he took a runner's stance. Pushing off Nic ran towards the pond, jumped and landed in the water with a loud splash, spraying Sasha. Nic didn't surface but instead used his protection magick to form a bubble of air around his nose and mouth so he could breath as he swam to the bottom of the deep pond. It was dark but with a snap of his finger's golden balls of light surrounded the area allowing him to see. Nic saw small fish and other aquatic life, along with seaweed, shells and stones. He stayed under for a while until he grew bored and resurfaced, the air bubble and orbs of light disappearing as he did.
"Well that was refreshing." he grinned as he saw a slightly soaked Sasha. A loud screech brought Nic's attention from a wet Sasha to a large black bird. One of Sophia's.
Sasha rolled her eyes as Nic's failed attempt to appear hurt by her words, a small smile still on her face as she kicked her legs in the water a bit. This was one of her favorite ponds because it was a salt water pond. The water itself was straight from the Pacific Ocean right off the coast of Australia. It wasn't like the water was special, or anything. But it was her little piece of Australia right there in Washington. When Nic jumped in, she could have easily avoided the splash, but she welcomed the cool water that soaked her, tilting her head up as it chilled her skin. While Nic was submersed, she looked up to the sky and let her thoughts turn away from him for a few minutes, focusing on the matters of the world outside of the school.
She didn't have too long to think about it before Nic resurfaced and one of Sophia's ravens came for them. The Head Mistress requests your presence in her office immediately. As it cawed, Sasha understood the bird as though it were speaking perfect English. “Right - Give us five minutes.” She smiled politely as the bird nodded and flew away, her eyes turning to her friend in the water. “Soph wants the Mentors in her office...But we've got five minutes for you to make up for that sorry kiss you gave me earlier.” There was a teasing tone in her voice as she kicked water at his face.
Nicholas was slightly shocked at what Sasha had said but didn't question it as he climbed out of the pond, soaking wet and lifted Sasha off the ground. He didn't know if she was serious but he would take any chance he got. He held her up and against him by her ass, pinning her back against a tree and kissed her. This kiss was more passionate then the first not wanting to disappoint this time. He pulled back once he knew they had to go but didn't put her down but instead smiled at her.
"That better?" he asked cheekily.
To be honest, she had fully expected Nic to splash her back and have some witty remark ready. She was completely taken by surprise with his swift movements, squished between him and a tree soon enough with his hands squeezing her ass. Well, having his hands on her ass wasn't really a foreign experience. The two had played cat and mouse since the day they met forty years ago, but it had never gotten so far. But, it was a new year with new dangers. Just more of a reason to live in the now as far as she was concerned. She was all too happy to collect the knowledge she had gathered from movies and books, having no actual prior experience before, letting her hands settle on the back of his neck as they kissed. Rather than five seconds, this kiss lasted almost five minutes.
As he pulled away, she forced herself not to pout but wasn't able to shirk the dazed look in her eyes or the goofy smile on her lips. “We should try this more often.”, she responded breathlessly.
"I agree." Nic grinned playfully, his voice held a husky undertone. He gently placed her back down on the ground, gave her a swift chasted kiss on her lips then went over and grabbed his shirt, socks and shoes. Quickly, he threw them on.
"Let's get heading back, Sophia's probably waiting." Nic said. Run or teleport?." he questioned.
Like a giddy schoolgirl, she could only smile as she took a step back from him and straightened out her hair. “Let's see you win this race.” After punching him in the arm playfully, the woman's figure seemed to just fall apart, becoming swirling pink petals that zoomed through the forest on a strong breeze. It was almost no time at all that Sasha arrived in Sophia's office, her body reforming with her sitting on her adoptive mother's desk. “I've got something super important to say when you're finished. Unless you say what I have to say because you probably already know.” She smiled at the woman before her just before Nic arrived, flashing him a smirk. “I win. Again. You owe me. Again.”
Nicholas grinned. "I'll pay you back any time." he smirked, winking at Sasha then turned his attention to the Head Mistress and the other teachers. "Mornin' everyone."
(This post is made by both Little Fox and Myself {AvalonKnight})
Erik was in the middle of his usual morning routine when the raven flew in through the barley open window. At first Erik didn't even notice it, too busy knocking the shit out of a punching bag hanging in a corner of his room. To be honest Erik didn't notice the raven itself at all, it was more the sudden movement of the huge wolf resting on a cot that caught his attention. In just a moments notice the wolf had jumped from one side of the room to the other, holding a black raven that seemed impressively small in the predators huge paws. "Down Fenris" Erik said as he turned around, sweat cowering his shirtless body. He had given the command like one would talk to a dog, which of course annoyed Fenris. "I caught it. I decide what happens to it" was the answer Erik got. It made the large guy laugh a little "Check if its one of the talking ones first" he replied with a little shrug before he walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
"You are to report at Sophia's office immediately" was the first words to great Erik as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, dripping wet. "Not surprising, send the bird back and tell her I'll be there in 15" Erik replied while drying of his body with a towel as he headed for the most appreciated furniture he owned; the fridge. "....That will not be possible" not really being able to shrug, Fenris had to settle with going back to resting on the cot. Erik couldn't really do anything else than sigh, "well well, done is done."
Getting dressed had never taken Erik long. He just grabbed the first clothes he could reach, today it was a simple pair of brown cargopants and a plaid "lumberjack" shirt of wool. He would have to grab breakfast later. "Help yourself, I'll be back as soon as possible"
About 10 minutes later he opened the doors to Sophia's office, only to discover that he was the last to arrive."Mornin'" Erik said in his usual grumpy tone, not really making a great number of his late arrival. Better late than never. "So what was the urge?" Erik had never been one for meaningless smaltalk and he had no plan about starting now.
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. “I've got something super important to say when you're finished. Unless you say what I have to say because you probably already know.” 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.
Esme tell out a long sigh of contentment as she leaned against Ignis, flipping a page of 'The Histories of Light Magick' one of the many text books she had received from her teacher's. The fact that the book was only two thousand pages long disappointed Esme, her fascination being cut short by the almost non-existent length of the dark blue text book. Bel had his large head resting on her lap while Sep curled his body around all three of them. The fact that she would have to leave soon made her feel slight sadness at the thought of leaving her glorious beasts. For most of the time Esme has been at H.A.G.S she had opted out to hiding in the forest with her large familiar's then actually talk to the other students and teacher's. Why couldn't she just stay in the bliss she was in now? Esme had heard there was a party last night but instead of going she used the diversion and the fact that the Head Mistress wasn't on school grounds to sneak into the forest at night and spend the moonlight hours with her familiar's. Another deep sigh escaped the young woman as a light breeze tousled her pale gold mane making them go wild as it fluttered around her face.
'Esme don't you think we should be heading back to the school now?' Bel questioned lifting his head slightly off her lap to look at her. Bel's pale blue eyes met Esme's amethyst ones and saw the hidden disappointment she had about going back.
"I guess we should." Esme muttered, closing her now finished text book and putting it in her satchel along with her other books. Bel stood up and Esme followed, earning a grumbling growl from Ignis and a hiss of sadness from Sep.
'You will be back later right?' Sep asked.
"Yes of course." Esme replied sending a sad looking Sep and a grumpy/worried Ignis a reassuring smile. The basilisk just nodded its huge head and walked as Esme hopped onto Bel and they took off into the air. Esme clutched Bel's feathers tightly, the air current getting stronger the higher above the tree's they went before they cleared the tops and hit blue skies. Esme looked down, enjoying the high view of the school's grounds. 'Land by the tree line' Esme told Bel mentally and the hippogriff nodded before making his decent. Once they landed Esme hopped off Bel's back and started walking towards the school and to the lunch room. Esme's stomach grumbled loudly as the scent of food wafted into his sense's not also a pinch of nervousness made her stomach clench at the sight of many people sitting in the lunch room. Taking in a deep calming breath Esme moved toward, Bel following close behind her, as they made their way to the food. Esme quickly grabbed a chocolate milk and a blueberry muffin for herself and a few raw steaks for Bel. She took a seat at a table in the far corner of the room where no one sat and started eating, while watching Bel scarf down his food.
Harper & Ryan
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Harper was running late again, as usual. It was the whole morning thing. She was so not a morning person. Her small fluffy pup, Panda, sat on the end of the bed watching her run around her room throwing on articles of clothing, grabbing books and stuffing them in to her too heavy messenger bag, and trying to find her other Van’s shoe that actually matched the one in her hand.
“You know, I love to sleep, but you wouldn’t be so panicked if you wouldn’t hit the snooze so much and actually got up when the alarm goes off…”, Panda said to her in a calm but slightly condescending voice.
“Oh can it Pan”, Harper said as she finally dislodged the troublesome shoe from a place far underneath her bed. “Are you following today or no?”
“If you are going to the cafeteria for coffee and breakfast, then yes I’m following. There’s always someone who will give in to my begging face and give me yummy human scraps”, Panda responded with a lazy dog grin and a happy twinkle in her eye at the thought of “yummy human scraps”.
“Well come on then, let’s book it!” Harper breathlessly said as she swung the door open and flew out at a brisk run/walk with Panda trotting happily behind. Panda didn’t seem to mind mornings so much, she seemed happy no matter what time of day. She was probably the only individual Harper could actually stand seeing happy in the mornings. Well, except maybe Arrow Boy. He was pretty happy in the mornings too.
She flew down the halls and somehow managed to make it to the cafeteria before them shutting down the lines. She went through the coffee area and breakfast line, grabbing a mocha frappe and a still warm bacon, egg, and cheese flatbread. She turned food in hand and had taken no more than a couple of steps when Ryan, Arrow Boy to her, walked up to stand in her path. Both she and Panda looked up to say in unison, “Well, hey there.” Of course Panda said it like she knew she could weasel food out of him, and Harper said it like she would just like to go back to bed.
Ryan grinned impishly at a still grumpy Harpy, who had obviously not started in on her coffee yet. “Running late again, I see”, he said with a slight teasing tone. He, of course, had gotten up in plenty of time to get ready, grab food, and even save some strips of bacon for both Panda’s big begging brown eyes, and Piper’s less begging amber ones. Ryan laughed as Harper rolled her eyes at him and followed her while she stalked off to plop down at a table and dig in.
Ryan sat down beside her, less ploppish, and started feeding the pups the bacon. After Harper had her coffee in her, then he would strike up real conversation. She would be good after that. He reflected on how easy it had been to just fall back into their natural friendship pattern. He wished it could be a bit more, but hey, maybe they would get there, if he got up the courage to ask her. Watching her gulp her frappe down, he wondered what this year would really hold. There had already been a bit of tragedy, a bit of drama, maybe some healthy romance would get thrown in the mix. He would just have to sit back and bide his time for the right opportunity.
From the dawn of your birth
To the sunset of your death
I honor you.
From the missions you completed
To your duties left undone
I honor you.
From the seasons of your being
Through the cycle of your life
I honor you.
From your time beyond the veil
Lie your entrance back again
May the angels support you
May my healing love reach you
From this moment until the end of time
So Mote It Be.
To the sunset of your death
I honor you.
From the missions you completed
To your duties left undone
I honor you.
From the seasons of your being
Through the cycle of your life
I honor you.
From your time beyond the veil
Lie your entrance back again
May the angels support you
May my healing love reach you
From this moment until the end of time
So Mote It Be.
“Ad occasum ab ortu nativitatis tuae mortis. Ego te. De officiis ad missiones perfecisti omitti. Ego te. Inde per temporum cursus vitae tuae. Ego te. Iacet extra velum introitum a tempus reversuri. Ut spiritus tui. Amorem sanationis meus ad te veniat. Ex hoc nunc et usque in finem. Sic fiat.”
Words of Latin rang out across the school's cemetery as figures cloaked in black held white candles and burning sticks of sage and lavender, their heads bowed. At the front of the group was a a figure taller than most, curls blacker than spilled ink tumbling out from under the black hood as a thick Italian accent rang out above the some humming and chanting of the others. “Ariana Thrashing died fighting for her right to live. For her right to exist. A right that no person or creature should have to fight for. Ariana was a beautiful, strong woman. Some looked down on her because she was too tough they said. Her soul was dark. But everything she ever did here was to help us and her death will not have been in vain! This is our war too and whether anyone's going to help us or not, we will continue to prepare. The others can die in their fantasy land. Circe will prevail. For Ariana. For Alexander. For Romeo. For all Circeans past, present, and future!” A roar of approval went up at the young woman's words as everyone threw their hoods back, revealing the majority of the Circe Coven as they continued their long honoring of their deceased Mentor and Professor. Divinia Doriano was the one who lead the pack, her glacial orbs glancing over everyone's masked faces and nodded in approval. A rare tear slid down her cheek, streaking her makeup a bit.
“Tonight will be our last night of service in honor to those who have fought and died for us. Be there.” She was a bit disappointed that none of the other Mentors or Professors made it, but she figured that they were dealing with Merlin's death. Oh, of course she knew. The spirits seemed to enjoy announcing every little thing, especially when important people joined them in death. To hear that Merlin had... She thought it was a joke until she tried scrying for him and couldn't find him. There were few reasons why people wouldn't show up for scrying: They were warded, they had no soul, they were dead, or you were just weak. Merlin was Merlin, so of course he had a soul. Div certainly wasn't weak. So he was either dead or warded. But speaking to Sasha confirmed the spirits' talk as more than just rumors. She had mourned the loss of Merlin as well, but her ceremonies were more focused on personal friends. She and Merlin never did exactly see eye-to-eye the few times that they had met.
Standing next to a shrine by an empty grave, Divinia held a sad but stern and distant gaze as the Circeans began to approach, whispering prayers together and blowing out their candles, tossing in a number of flowers, plants, and personal items. Some tossed in their masks. “Hecate pugnemus pro nostris victoriam inimicis beatae. Oremus orci petere dominorum cruciatus contaminare animas inimicorum nostrorum. Ruina patriae nostrae ad sociorum animos ad pacem sempiternam.” Divinia's voice rose once more, answered by a number of prayers as the Circeans rose their arms up in prayer.
The gathering soon departed, Divinia being the first to leave. Beside her walked a woman that looked like she could be Div's mother, her hair dyed black as well. For the past week of mourning, the two had worn only black outfits, dying their hair black, donning Latin-style Dios de Los Muertes masks and face paint all day every day. Though they tended to keep with their usual blood red lipstick. Such was how many of the other Circeans mourned as well.
Meg glanced down at her ward, a feeling of despair welling up inside of her. She knew how much Divinia adored Mentor Thrashing and losing her to the Sons of Eden was going to eventually take its toll on her. “Perhaps it would be wise of you to get some rest.” Her blue-green eyes turned away from Div, turning instead towards the large building they were headed for. The Circe dormitories and all classes having to do with Black Magick were located on the south side of the building along with the cemetery and the library. “I'm fine, Meg,” Divinia sighed, placing a hand against her temple as if doing so would fight back the headache that was making her head pound. “I just need to get some breakfast and do some yoga.” She offered a reassuring smile even though she knew she couldn't fool Meg any more than she could fool herself. She wasn't tired.
She was pissed.
Her Aura radiated stronger than usual, forcing generally everybody else to avoid her more than usual. There were a few who weren't affected by it as much as the others, walking a short distance behind her in their own solitude. The fact that a large portion of Circe was walking around wearing black cloaks and hoods, frightening masks and face paints, and keeping silent around others outside of their Coven only perpetuated the vicious rumors circulating about the Coven. Div simply brushed them off as she and her friends made their way to the cafeteria located in the center of the building, close to the courtyard. She didn't feel like going outside though. She would settle for her breakfast of nutella on toast, strawberries and banana smoothie, and blueberry oatmeal. Her vision was rapidly blurring as she let her tear drops fall onto her toast. Meg had sat next to her, eating from a container of live mice. Despite the depressing situation, even Divinia had to admit that it was still fun to watch the looks on people's faces when they saw Meg eating live mice whole, not knowing that she was Div's snake Familiar.
"Leo. Leo. Time to go drop the kids off at the airport." The man just groaned before turning on his other side, facing away from his wife. Penny let out a sharp sigh before beginning to softly shake him to wake him up. "Baby, I know you're tired but we have to go drop them off." Leo sighed before reluctantly sitting up in their bed and looked at his wife. "Fine, I'll take them." The woman just smiled before kissing her husband softly on his lips. "Thanks, baby. You're the best." He just rolled his eyes before getting out of bed and kissing his wife on the cheek before heading to their conjoined closet and get on his clothes for the day. The man look at the clock above the entrance of the closet before groaning even more. 3:00 in the morning. Leo scoffed before slipping his dress shirt over his head. "It's too early for this."
"Oh, stop being a baby, Leo." Penelope said as she walked into the closet with a smirk on her pale face. The man just rolled his eyes as he buttoned up his shirt and jacket and walking out into the room. "Nice pink suit." Leo chuckled as he wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and looked down at her. "You're sarcasm kills me, Penny." He leaned in to kiss his wife as her arms moved around his neck. As they kissed, Leo had a smile on his lips before pulling away and kissing her cheek. "I should get going, I'll be back soon." Penny bit her bottom lip softly and nodded as she let go of her husband. "Okay, I'm gonna head back to sleep. I love you."
"I love you too, beautiful." He kissed her forehead before walking out of the closet and heading to his night stand to grab his keys, wallet and wedding ring from. He slipped the ring on his finger and walked out the door as he slid on his coat. As he walked into the commons, it was so quiet. There was barely anyone awake at 3 in the morning and if they were they were more than likely in a room. He walked towards his car and got in before heading towards the town of the others who lived and liked to visit in Goodfellow. It didn't take too long for him to get to the hotel where all, but one of his children were staying. When he pulled up to the hotel, he saw his children sitting down on their luggage, obviously annoyed by their father being a little late. "Dad, you do know that the plane leaves at 5:30, right?" Rose said as she took a seat in the far back with her twins while the boys sat in the middle after putting all the bags in the back, and Daisy sat in the passenger's seat up front and turned the radio. "Yes, Rosie. I know exactly what time your planes leaves now relax." He told her as they drove off.
As they drove closer to the airport, all of her grown children were asking when's the next time they could visit. "I'm not sure. But, you know all the teachers love you guys." It wasn't a lie, they were all pretty good kids, well except for Daisy who was a little on the mischievous and devious side. But, hey, what can you do? Which made him remember his brother who was in town for a few days. His face went straight as he cleared his throat. "So, um. Where's your uncle Jordan, is he still in town? Did he leave?.--"
"He left dad...I think. The last time we saw him,
Was two days ago walking into the bar." His son, Alexander said with Duke finishing the sentence. Something they were known for doing without really knowing they were doing it. At of both pairs of the twins and triplets, Duke and Alex were the closest, just like himself and Jordan were growing up. "Great, meaning he either went back home in LA or I gotta go look for him later." The kids chuckled as the all returned to their phones either texting the significant others or taking pictures with one another to put on their social networking sites. Except for Daisy who was reading a book on dark magick. It took them about forty five minutes for the them to get to the airport. The father helped his kids with their luggage before saying good bye to all of them. He kissed his daughters on the forehead and gave his sons a hug before heading back into his car and waving good bye. "Tell Iris we all said bye." Poppy said as she rushed inside to catch up with her siblings as they walked towards their gate. He looked at the time before sighing.
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By the time he got back to the academy, Leo was exhausted. All he wanted to do is go back to sleep. But, seeing that it was almost seven in the morning, he really doubted that that was going to happen. He really shouldn't have stop to get some food for his wife and himself. As he walked towards his room, he smiled and waved towards some of his students before going into where his room was located. He walked inside to see his wife in the middle of getting ready. Looking her up and down, he smirked and whistled. "Look at you. Just as beautiful and sexy as ever." He placed the food down on the round table before walking behind his wife and kissing her neck. Penny sighed before trying to break free to tell him something. Leo...Leo, stop it," She said as she was laughing. "I have to tell you something." He tickled her sides before finally stopping and pulling away to let his wife get up from her vanity. He chuckled like a small child as his wife put her arms on her hips. "Thank you. Anyway, Sophia wants you and the other teachers to meet her in her office as soon as possible. I told them you might be a little late since you had to go to the airport." The man sighed before putting the three plates of food on the table and nodding so Penelope knew he was listening.
"Jordan called to tell you three things. One, thanks for letting him visit, two, He'll call you later today and see if you would like to go out for drinks later, and three, tell all our teacher friends to go fuck themselves." Leo tried not to laugh but, he couldn't help himself. He loved hearing how much Jordan disliked all the teachers here. More than likely most of them had him in class and they weren't a fan of him. And he certainly didn't like them whatsoever.
"Perfect. I'll call him later. And I'll get going in a minute. First, I'm going to have a cup of coffee and spend some time with my wife." Penny rolled her eyes towards her husband as she walked past him to pour two cups of coffee for the two of them. "Don't we spend enough time together, Leo? I mean, we've spent everyday together for the past, what? Twenty six , twenty seven years?" Leo just shrugged as he sipped his coffee and looked down at Penny. He might have been short, but Penny was only five feet and one inch tall.
Penny smiled as she finished her coffee and headed to get her purse from the front door. "We should get going. Time waits for no man...even you, Leo." She said in a teasing voice as she walked out the door to get ready for the day in the nurses' office.
When the door closed behind his wife, Leo just imitated what Penny had said before setting the two mugs in the sink of the kitchen and places the food in the refrigerator. Looking at the time, he shrugged and teleported into his boss' office. When he appeared he smiled towards the others before hearing Sophia ask if anyone had any questions. "I do. Maybe my grandpa hearing is kicking in, but did you just say that you were letting, Divinia...Divinia Doriano, teach? Now, I respect very much, Sophie and you know that but, this has bad idea written all over it to me."
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"What a nice memorial service"
Ivy's black robe flowed as she walked and her make-up was just another piece to the puzzle. She left the service but instead of heading straight for the cafeteria, she decided to walk around. 'It was boring really but seeing as she was a former Circe member, we had to attend.' Ivy stopped and looked down at Grim her familiar with a raised eyebrow at his statement. "I thought you liked funerals Grim?" Ivy said confused onto why her familiar thought it was boring. 'Well for one in was in Latin so I didn't understand a word she said.' Ivy shook her head and let out a small laugh. Of course he was made it was a different language. "Oh Grim. You're hilarious." And with that they kept walking.
It took a while but next thing you know, they were in the cafeteria. This is where 'everybody' as at the current moment. Of course, seeing at H.A.G.S had probably the best food you have ever tasted in your pathetic human life. Ivy walked over tot he line with Grim in tow. A lot of people backed off from her familiar because of the type of animal he is and his attitude towards other people. Once it was her turn to grab food, her hands reached out to grab the apple, and a bowl of frosted flakes without the milk. Cereal was better that way. She looked over the food again and then picked up bacon strips and handed them to Grim which he greedily took. It's not his regular diet which was raw, but he was hungry.
Ivy turned around and made her way to her table. There is when she noticed that Div was sitting there with her familiar Meg. Ivy shot a look down to Grim which can be easily said 'don't do anything stupid'. Grim just gave her a wolfy grin and Ivy rolled her eyes. Ivy slid into her seat and munched on her apple and looked at Div carefully. She refrained from saying hi because that was something she just didn't do. When she heard the sniffing Ivy froze. Oh shit. 'Oh god is she crying?' Ivy refused to answer seeing as the answer was clear. Tears were flowing -freely might I add- down her cheeks and landing on her piece of bread.
This gave Ivy two options. Be the normal friend that she isn't and ask what's wrong and actually listen to her. Or completely ignore what's going on in front of her and continue to eat her food. Ivy choose the latter and took another bite of her red apple and stared at Div wondering is she was going to tell Ivy what's wrong with her. Of course it's just a matter if it was something stupid or actually meaningful. That's what Ivy was really dreading but she kept her face carefully blank. 'Make it stop Ivanya, it's horrifying.' Grim growled out clearly frustrated. Ivy ignored how dramatic he was being and took another bite.
Ivy's black robe flowed as she walked and her make-up was just another piece to the puzzle. She left the service but instead of heading straight for the cafeteria, she decided to walk around. 'It was boring really but seeing as she was a former Circe member, we had to attend.' Ivy stopped and looked down at Grim her familiar with a raised eyebrow at his statement. "I thought you liked funerals Grim?" Ivy said confused onto why her familiar thought it was boring. 'Well for one in was in Latin so I didn't understand a word she said.' Ivy shook her head and let out a small laugh. Of course he was made it was a different language. "Oh Grim. You're hilarious." And with that they kept walking.
It took a while but next thing you know, they were in the cafeteria. This is where 'everybody' as at the current moment. Of course, seeing at H.A.G.S had probably the best food you have ever tasted in your pathetic human life. Ivy walked over tot he line with Grim in tow. A lot of people backed off from her familiar because of the type of animal he is and his attitude towards other people. Once it was her turn to grab food, her hands reached out to grab the apple, and a bowl of frosted flakes without the milk. Cereal was better that way. She looked over the food again and then picked up bacon strips and handed them to Grim which he greedily took. It's not his regular diet which was raw, but he was hungry.
Ivy turned around and made her way to her table. There is when she noticed that Div was sitting there with her familiar Meg. Ivy shot a look down to Grim which can be easily said 'don't do anything stupid'. Grim just gave her a wolfy grin and Ivy rolled her eyes. Ivy slid into her seat and munched on her apple and looked at Div carefully. She refrained from saying hi because that was something she just didn't do. When she heard the sniffing Ivy froze. Oh shit. 'Oh god is she crying?' Ivy refused to answer seeing as the answer was clear. Tears were flowing -freely might I add- down her cheeks and landing on her piece of bread.
This gave Ivy two options. Be the normal friend that she isn't and ask what's wrong and actually listen to her. Or completely ignore what's going on in front of her and continue to eat her food. Ivy choose the latter and took another bite of her red apple and stared at Div wondering is she was going to tell Ivy what's wrong with her. Of course it's just a matter if it was something stupid or actually meaningful. That's what Ivy was really dreading but she kept her face carefully blank. 'Make it stop Ivanya, it's horrifying.' Grim growled out clearly frustrated. Ivy ignored how dramatic he was being and took another bite.
Ryan's laughter boomed down the corridor as he watched the students scatter in fright. They were scared but only because of Dracula, his vampire bat familiar was pretending to attack them. Oh this was just a precious moment. Ryan took out his phone and unlocked it. He quickly went to his camera and hit record and recorded everything that was happening in front of him. The funny part was that they actually they actually thought Dracula was going to eat them. That would be disgusting. Vampire bats only eat animals so there really wasn't anything to fear. Ryan stopped recording and whistled signaling for Dracula to come back.
They both had just come back from a memorial service which they had to attend because a former Circe member -A teacher- died in the hands of The Sons of Eden. Ryan and Drac both wore a black cape that almost reached the floor. However Ryan was the only one of the two that wore the make-up. Ryan tried to stray from too any colors and just did red around his eyes. He had to fight with Drac when it came to dying Drac's coat in a different color. Drac obviously won which is why he's still in his normal coat color which is orange. Ryan walked forward and watched as Drac continued to scare a couple of people until he actually went over to Ryan.
'That was fun! Did you see them run? Oh priceless!' Dracula continued to banter about what happened as he perched himself on Ryan's shoulder. Ryan nodded his head with a wide smile. "That was funny. God I don't think it can get any better than that." Ryan said with a satisfactory sigh his accent almost as thick as it was last year. Anyway, knowing these two trouble makers, they would most likely find something else to do in an hour or two tops. They were just like that. 'God I'm starving. Let's go eat.' Dracula jumped off Ryan's shoulder and flew ahead of him before Ryan could say utter the word yes. "Yo wait up Drac, I'm hungry too!" And like that Ryan took off after his familiar.
'Hah! You lose slow poke.' Drac boasted as they entered the cafeteria. The aroma of the food hit him like a ton of bricks. It was heavenly. "I don't exactly have wings mate." Ryan pointed out and went over to the line. Ryan was given a couple of glance, mostly from the girls who really needed to close their jaws. Ryan winked back at them and they squealed. Ryan sigh again. Heaven. "Look at you Romeo, getting the girls to swoon over you. What's your secret?' Drac said making Ryan laugh once again. "There's no secret. I'm just that kind of guy girls go for. Besides. They're not my type." Ryan said and grabbed ha which Drac took out of his hand and then Ryan grabbed another piece for himself. 'Oh really? What is you type? Drac asked but Ryan didn't answer.
Ryan turned around and went over to the normal Circe table were Ivy and Div were sitting. By the time he got their, he had finished his piece of ham. However Drac was still going at his and perched himself on Grim's head. Ivy's familiar. "Well hello sexy ladies. Glad I can join the party. What's going on?' Ryan said flashing his award winning smile. It was then he realized that one of them were crying seeing as he heard quite sniffing. He looked at Ivy but then dismissed the idea since Ivy doesn't cry...in public that is. Ryan turned to Div. "What's wrong mate? They ran out of make up at the store?" Ryan joked trying to make light of the situation. All he got was a small smile from Ivy and a snicker from Drac.
They both had just come back from a memorial service which they had to attend because a former Circe member -A teacher- died in the hands of The Sons of Eden. Ryan and Drac both wore a black cape that almost reached the floor. However Ryan was the only one of the two that wore the make-up. Ryan tried to stray from too any colors and just did red around his eyes. He had to fight with Drac when it came to dying Drac's coat in a different color. Drac obviously won which is why he's still in his normal coat color which is orange. Ryan walked forward and watched as Drac continued to scare a couple of people until he actually went over to Ryan.
'That was fun! Did you see them run? Oh priceless!' Dracula continued to banter about what happened as he perched himself on Ryan's shoulder. Ryan nodded his head with a wide smile. "That was funny. God I don't think it can get any better than that." Ryan said with a satisfactory sigh his accent almost as thick as it was last year. Anyway, knowing these two trouble makers, they would most likely find something else to do in an hour or two tops. They were just like that. 'God I'm starving. Let's go eat.' Dracula jumped off Ryan's shoulder and flew ahead of him before Ryan could say utter the word yes. "Yo wait up Drac, I'm hungry too!" And like that Ryan took off after his familiar.
'Hah! You lose slow poke.' Drac boasted as they entered the cafeteria. The aroma of the food hit him like a ton of bricks. It was heavenly. "I don't exactly have wings mate." Ryan pointed out and went over to the line. Ryan was given a couple of glance, mostly from the girls who really needed to close their jaws. Ryan winked back at them and they squealed. Ryan sigh again. Heaven. "Look at you Romeo, getting the girls to swoon over you. What's your secret?' Drac said making Ryan laugh once again. "There's no secret. I'm just that kind of guy girls go for. Besides. They're not my type." Ryan said and grabbed ha which Drac took out of his hand and then Ryan grabbed another piece for himself. 'Oh really? What is you type? Drac asked but Ryan didn't answer.
Ryan turned around and went over to the normal Circe table were Ivy and Div were sitting. By the time he got their, he had finished his piece of ham. However Drac was still going at his and perched himself on Grim's head. Ivy's familiar. "Well hello sexy ladies. Glad I can join the party. What's going on?' Ryan said flashing his award winning smile. It was then he realized that one of them were crying seeing as he heard quite sniffing. He looked at Ivy but then dismissed the idea since Ivy doesn't cry...in public that is. Ryan turned to Div. "What's wrong mate? They ran out of make up at the store?" Ryan joked trying to make light of the situation. All he got was a small smile from Ivy and a snicker from Drac.
"Maybe we should skip school," Hellion, Audrey's familiar, suggested. It didn't sound like a bad idea. She wasn't in the mood to deal with teachers and other people. Currently, Audrey was lying on her bed, stroking her cheetah's back side. Audrey had shown up yesterday and was already unpacked. She didn't want to be around when all the fresh meat arrive today. "We can't. Head Mistress would come and find us," she said sadly. It has happened before. Although it was worth getting in trouble for, she wasn't in the mood to see the head mistresses face either. A sigh escaped the young girls lips and the familiar grunted. "Then get up Audrey. You are late" Hellion rose and walked off Audrey and jumped onto the floor. She looked at him with disbelief. He actually cared whether or not she went to school. That was kind of hard to believe, but she wasn't going to question it. Audrey threw her legs over and felt the rough carpet of her floor.
She sauntered over to the mirror in her room to check for any imperfections. She caught sight of her hair in all different directions and a complete mess. Audrey could hear Hellion snickering at her and she turned to glare. The large cat did not fear this caster so all she could do was throw a measly pillow at him. Hellion pounced onto the bed and watched as the young women attempted to fix the mess on her head. A frustrated groan escaped her. Her hair wouldn't cooperate with her and she didn't have time or patience to get it work with her. Her decision was to braid it to the side. Simple and pretty. Turning to face Hellion, she gestured to herself as if to ask if she looked okay. He barely glanced at her before nodding his head. "You didn't even look!" she scolds him. "Because I'm a cat. We don't wear clothes. So I don't care" he responded. She just gave up on him and straightened out her outfit. Then she checked for any damages from last nights dream. And she found on. It started around her collar. A scratch that went down into her shirt. She didn't even was to see how far down it went. Hellion growled at the scar. He couldn't protect her in the dream. No one good. She didn't even address it. Finally the face paint. It took her a while, but she transformed her face Hellion approved and she put on her black robe.
Grabbing the keys to the room, her phone to contact people, and the hex book for practice Audrey opened the door and Hellion appeared by her side. He was hungry for some meat. She always found that strange. A cat who wants meat, but he gave her the whole lesson on cheetahs. How they eat zebra, bison, antelope, and all that good stuff. It was still weird, but who was she to question what he wants for breakfast. Walking down the hall, Hellion gave off the aura of not wanting to be messed with. People steer clear of the both of them and she didn't mind. The scar was starting to burn and it was really annoying. Flipping through her hex book, she was trying to find something to help. Nothing. Time for reinforcements. She handed Hellion the hex book and he took it in his jaw. Audrey pulled out her phone and first went to Div's number.
To:Div
From:Audrey
Hey. Where are you?
After that message she scrolled down to Lucian.
To:Lucian
From:Audrey
I need some help. I'm headed to the cafeteria. Where are you?
When the message went through, she pocketed the phone. Taking hold of the hex book from Hellion's mouth, he looked very upset. "What?" she questioned her familiar. "I hate them" he responded. Audrey rolled her eyes. "You hate everyone" she said.
It's 6:00 in the a.m. and for the most part, the school is still and quiet. The same cannot be said for the small arena in the training center of the school. Evanne sat on her hands and knees, a slight fog misted from her shoulders as she took in deep, gulping breaths. For hours it seems she had been practicing her metal mimicry ability. The ability that needed the most practice. The radio played in the background as she began to rise to just her knees, then her feet. She stood as tall as her back would allow and let her head fall back. Her brow was as furrowed as possible, but her breath became a little less violent and shallow. Not many people know what it’s like, to be completely encased in metal, to change your very skin to a different element entirely.
It feels like a prison.
"One more time."
The sad excuse for a pep talk normally would have fallen on the deaf ears of her achy bones, but there was something to be said for her determination. She walked over to her Bluetooth speaker, and turned up the music of one of her favorite bands. Music was always a really good distraction from the crippling fear, an anchor in the suffocating slinking metal. However, most of the time it’s never enough to reach her.
Evanne took a few deep breaths and bounced slightly to loosen her muscles. After taking some extra stretches, she stood in the middle of the arena and became immediately aware of herself. Sweat covered her like a glistening sheet and soaked into her clothes, sparkling even from the inadequate light in the room. Her knees trembled and threatened to give if she didn't get this over with quick, so she began. Tilting her head back, Evanne closed her eyes and tried to relax and for all intents and purposes, succeeded. Focusing on the music and her breathing, she brought her arms up over her head and waited. It began slowly, the skin of her hands and feet always changed first then it would inch up her arms and legs, meeting at the torso then working towards the face. That was the worst part. Even though Evanne knew it was her own skin, when it reached her face, an immense feeling of drowning would overtake her and it was usually too much to bear. By now it has covered her arms and legs, her new skin. It reflected like a mirror and moved like it had its own mind. It was almost comforting to see herself in the reflection of her own skin. For just a little while, she was at piece with the cool metal that quickly made do of her pale olive skin. It was short lived, because now the transformation had finally taken over her torso and just slid over her chest. Her breathing quickened and her heart felt as if it was a sledgehammer beating against her chest. Her eyes slammed shut and her breathing almost stopped entirely as the skin on her cheeks slowly changed and molded over her nose and made way for her eyes. At the contact, her eyes burst open and the metal slid over the remainder of her dermis, making her eyes look extremely pale silver.
It feels like a prison.
"One more time."
The sad excuse for a pep talk normally would have fallen on the deaf ears of her achy bones, but there was something to be said for her determination. She walked over to her Bluetooth speaker, and turned up the music of one of her favorite bands. Music was always a really good distraction from the crippling fear, an anchor in the suffocating slinking metal. However, most of the time it’s never enough to reach her.
Evanne took a few deep breaths and bounced slightly to loosen her muscles. After taking some extra stretches, she stood in the middle of the arena and became immediately aware of herself. Sweat covered her like a glistening sheet and soaked into her clothes, sparkling even from the inadequate light in the room. Her knees trembled and threatened to give if she didn't get this over with quick, so she began. Tilting her head back, Evanne closed her eyes and tried to relax and for all intents and purposes, succeeded. Focusing on the music and her breathing, she brought her arms up over her head and waited. It began slowly, the skin of her hands and feet always changed first then it would inch up her arms and legs, meeting at the torso then working towards the face. That was the worst part. Even though Evanne knew it was her own skin, when it reached her face, an immense feeling of drowning would overtake her and it was usually too much to bear. By now it has covered her arms and legs, her new skin. It reflected like a mirror and moved like it had its own mind. It was almost comforting to see herself in the reflection of her own skin. For just a little while, she was at piece with the cool metal that quickly made do of her pale olive skin. It was short lived, because now the transformation had finally taken over her torso and just slid over her chest. Her breathing quickened and her heart felt as if it was a sledgehammer beating against her chest. Her eyes slammed shut and her breathing almost stopped entirely as the skin on her cheeks slowly changed and molded over her nose and made way for her eyes. At the contact, her eyes burst open and the metal slid over the remainder of her dermis, making her eyes look extremely pale silver.
She couldn't move, could barely even breathe as she stood shakily on the floor. She'd done it. She finally successfully becomes her own element. The worst part was that wasn't even the hardest part of her transformation. Now, not only would she have to move fluently with this, she would have to change back. She moved her arms first, bringing them down to look at her fingers and wiggling them in front of her face, watching how the light reflected off of her "skin". It felt so strange. In fact, it didn’t feel like anything. The metal skin she now had wasn't connected to her senses or her nervous system so no matter what she touched: soft, hard, hot, cold; she didn't feel it. She bent various joints to gauge the elasticity of the metal to find that it behaved much like her normal skin, much more elastic than she anticipated. Feeling uncharacteristically giddy, even under the circumstances, Evanne picked up her towel water, and iPod from its dock, and headed for the door out into the hall in all of her metallic glory. She walked slowly, but with purpose to her room. Her bones were still achy and it was hard for her to keep focus enough to keep her form. Soon she was walking down the corridor to her room silently thanking whatever being ruled over fate for it to be empty. She did not need nor want the questions that would surely come.
She unlocked her door with all of the excitement of a small child going to the dentist. By now, her muscles were screaming at her to give it a rest. So as she entered, she slowly released her form. Opposed to how she transformed originally, the skin on her phalanges began to return to normal, slowly but surely engulfing the metal and leaving her fae tattoos to remember it by. Soon it was melting away from her forehead and down her neck and before she knew it was disappearing into her belly button as if it never happened. It was the sound of a lion sighing that brought her head up, realizing she was standing rather awkwardly in the middle of her room with an exasperated Nehgross lying on his bed, looking up at her. She was certain that if he could arch a brow as dramactically as he wish, he would have done it.
” I assume your training session was a successful one?”
Evanne wiped the sweat from her brow with the towel and tossed it in her hamper. ”You’re assumption is correct as usual. How perceptive you are today Nehgross,”she said feigning disbelief and awe.
Grumbling at her sarcastic banter Nehgross scoffed, ”Transforming leaves you moody, dually noted. But you should know that when I turn my back now I do it in a huff.”The lion turned swiftly, wiggling its tail and holding it’s nose in the air as it walked back to sit by its bed. King of the jungle indeed.
Evanne chose not to grace his attitude with a response and just rolled her eyes as she walked into her bathroom and hopped in the shower, washing the all of the fear and sweat from her body. By the time she finished her shower it was around 8:30 and she was shocked on how long it took her to practice that day. She toweled off quickly and dried her hair. Since the activities of the morning went so well she decided to apply her favorite perfume and some light make up as opposed to her usual none. Even with her new found “sauciness” of the morning, she dressed simply in her favorite shirt and shorts. She always like how her tattoos looked against dark colors.
She looked to Nehgross while putting her phone in her back pocket and grabbing her keys, ”Do you want some breakfast? Or is your heighness full of himself?”
Nehgross growled low in his throat and walked past her to the door, ”You’re lucky I’m somehow enamored with you. People have died for less.”
Evanne chuckled as she closed the door behind him and walked beside him down the corridor towards the cafeteria for some much needed sustenance. ”I’m certain you've heard of the recent events. The murders, even of one of our own. Caster and sorcerers the world over are being picked off.”
Nehgross huffed in agreement,”Yes I've heard the whispers, something has changed. They’re not going for children or the weak links anymore. Thrashing was most definitely a warning. She was powerful and skilled. If they are able to kill her than there is no telling how powerful they've become.
Evanne’s mood darkened and her brow furrowed, ” I suppose my breakthrough this morning couldn't have come at a better time. I’m going to have to work harder to prepare myself. Thrashing will be sorely missed.” They rounded the corner and stopped at the door, looking out at everyone.
”I’ll get us some breakfast. I might check on Div, She’ll more than likely be upset.”
Nehgross nodded and headed for their usual table in the middle of the room and sat. Evanne moved through the line, getting an omelet, stack of cakes, and some toast and bacon slathering everything in syrup. Transforming, as well as all of the practice she preforms in the morning would leave a giant starving. With her being six feet and fitness obsessed, she needed all she could get. She grabbed Nehg a steak bloody and raw before she grabbed her tray and made for her table. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Div, Ivy, and another Circe…Ryan was it?, sitting at a table, Div looking extremely upset. Her mood reminded Evanne of the memorial service for Ariana Thrashing that morning. Taking her own secret pity, Evanne walked cautiously to Div and stood behind her. With her free hand, she squeezed Div’s shoulder slightly and rubbed it, offering her support. But she knew her friend, she hated pity almost as much as she hated clichés or bad fashion. So Evanne walked to her table, handing Nehgross his steak, and dug into her breakfast in peace.
She unlocked her door with all of the excitement of a small child going to the dentist. By now, her muscles were screaming at her to give it a rest. So as she entered, she slowly released her form. Opposed to how she transformed originally, the skin on her phalanges began to return to normal, slowly but surely engulfing the metal and leaving her fae tattoos to remember it by. Soon it was melting away from her forehead and down her neck and before she knew it was disappearing into her belly button as if it never happened. It was the sound of a lion sighing that brought her head up, realizing she was standing rather awkwardly in the middle of her room with an exasperated Nehgross lying on his bed, looking up at her. She was certain that if he could arch a brow as dramactically as he wish, he would have done it.
” I assume your training session was a successful one?”
Evanne wiped the sweat from her brow with the towel and tossed it in her hamper. ”You’re assumption is correct as usual. How perceptive you are today Nehgross,”she said feigning disbelief and awe.
Grumbling at her sarcastic banter Nehgross scoffed, ”Transforming leaves you moody, dually noted. But you should know that when I turn my back now I do it in a huff.”The lion turned swiftly, wiggling its tail and holding it’s nose in the air as it walked back to sit by its bed. King of the jungle indeed.
Evanne chose not to grace his attitude with a response and just rolled her eyes as she walked into her bathroom and hopped in the shower, washing the all of the fear and sweat from her body. By the time she finished her shower it was around 8:30 and she was shocked on how long it took her to practice that day. She toweled off quickly and dried her hair. Since the activities of the morning went so well she decided to apply her favorite perfume and some light make up as opposed to her usual none. Even with her new found “sauciness” of the morning, she dressed simply in her favorite shirt and shorts. She always like how her tattoos looked against dark colors.
She looked to Nehgross while putting her phone in her back pocket and grabbing her keys, ”Do you want some breakfast? Or is your heighness full of himself?”
Nehgross growled low in his throat and walked past her to the door, ”You’re lucky I’m somehow enamored with you. People have died for less.”
Evanne chuckled as she closed the door behind him and walked beside him down the corridor towards the cafeteria for some much needed sustenance. ”I’m certain you've heard of the recent events. The murders, even of one of our own. Caster and sorcerers the world over are being picked off.”
Nehgross huffed in agreement,”Yes I've heard the whispers, something has changed. They’re not going for children or the weak links anymore. Thrashing was most definitely a warning. She was powerful and skilled. If they are able to kill her than there is no telling how powerful they've become.
Evanne’s mood darkened and her brow furrowed, ” I suppose my breakthrough this morning couldn't have come at a better time. I’m going to have to work harder to prepare myself. Thrashing will be sorely missed.” They rounded the corner and stopped at the door, looking out at everyone.
”I’ll get us some breakfast. I might check on Div, She’ll more than likely be upset.”
Nehgross nodded and headed for their usual table in the middle of the room and sat. Evanne moved through the line, getting an omelet, stack of cakes, and some toast and bacon slathering everything in syrup. Transforming, as well as all of the practice she preforms in the morning would leave a giant starving. With her being six feet and fitness obsessed, she needed all she could get. She grabbed Nehg a steak bloody and raw before she grabbed her tray and made for her table. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Div, Ivy, and another Circe…Ryan was it?, sitting at a table, Div looking extremely upset. Her mood reminded Evanne of the memorial service for Ariana Thrashing that morning. Taking her own secret pity, Evanne walked cautiously to Div and stood behind her. With her free hand, she squeezed Div’s shoulder slightly and rubbed it, offering her support. But she knew her friend, she hated pity almost as much as she hated clichés or bad fashion. So Evanne walked to her table, handing Nehgross his steak, and dug into her breakfast in peace.
Olgues nodded but waited until the end to speak, folding his hands behind his head. "Well~ I could sing~ But you would all hate life after that~" Olgues stated, smirking at Sasha. He waited until the other teachers left, but stayed behind. "So we have a student teacher? Literally." He asked, making his way to Sasha's desk and sitting on it.
Banzi followed him and stalked around the woman that she felt was getting to close, though technically it was Olgues who was moving. "Banzi. Calm down, baby girl. You know Sasha." He told her, looking up at Sasha. "How well do you think that will fair? With either the other teachers, or the students. I have no problem. If she knows her stuff she knows her stuff. But do you believe that the students shall listen?"
Ayman was bored as hell... Like... Really fucking bored. He debated trying to find two different people. Harper... Who was always a lovely person to hang around with simply because she was pretty much his best friend. Or at least that is what he considered her. Or~ He could go see if he could find Eros... He was going to go find Eros~ That sounded like much more fun~
"Come on Dune you big puppy~" Ayman called to the giant reptile, walking slowly so the animal could easily catch up as he went on a hunt to go find his fuck buddy who is more than fun to fuck with. Literally and figuratively. He made his way the the cafeteria and looked around, pleased to find the man at an empty table. Ayman hoped up on top of the table (why weave around people?) as he hopped from table to table until he reached Eros' table. Dune was slowly thumping after him via under the tables. "I'll catch up..." Called the lizard, not wanting Ayman to bother waiting for him. He could go fast... But it was morning time and he was tired.
He looked around and spotted Harper, sending her a friendly smile and a wave before sitting down on the table next to the male. "Hey~" He purred, crossing his legs as he looked down at Eros with a cocky smirk. He had no idea that he was probably one of the closest that Eros had had to a long standing relationship (or at least in the time they've been in this school). And it wasn't much... More sexual than anything... But Ayman... It was complicated. "Sleep well~?"
The corners of Eros' mouth turned upward into a pleased smile when he saw the familiar lanky form of Arrow. Oh! And there was Harper. Eros didn't know the girl well, despite the fact they were in the same coven. She seemed nice though and he knew that Arrow was, like, eternally in love with her. His grin seemed to widen. Arrow really liked that girl, Eros could even feel it from where he was sitting. It was precious. However, he lacked the confidence to go after her, which was really a classic fault shared by best friends throughout the course of time.
'What a tragedy.' Eros said, shaking his head slightly. The sound of banging tables caught his attention and he turned, seeing Ayman hopping table to table in his direction. His smile grew. His friend with benefits plopped down next to him with that irresistibly confident smile and magazine-worthy face. "Sleep well?" he purred. Eros slightly bit his bottom lip, brushing his shoulder against the other boy. "I slept okay. It would have been better if you were there." He giggled slightly, reaching one hand behind the base of Ayman's neck and gently brushing his lips against his own. He pulled back quickly and grinned, shoving another spoonful of fruity cereal into his mouth. Eros really liked Ayman and not just for his body. Well, his body was a very nice feature, but it wasn't the only thing he liked about him. He was just mellow and fun and easy to deal with. Ayman was the closest thing that Eros had had to an actual relationship for a good while.
Eros looked back to Arrow and Harper. "C'mon." He said to Ayman, grabbing his hand with one hand and his cereal with the other. They walked over to the duo, swiftly sliding in between them. "Buenos dias!" He greeted cheerfully to them. He looked over to Arrow, his hands shooting to the other boys hair. "Why do you wear your hair like that? Your hair looks sexy pushed back." He turned to look at Harper. "Will you please tell him his hair looks sexy pushed back?" Ah, yes. It was never too early for a Mean Girls reference. Now he just needed to work out 'And none for Gretchen Weiners' into the conversation.
He played around with Arrow's hair a bit more, a look of fixed concentration on his face before he ultimately gave up. "So, how are you guys doing?" He wiggled his eyebrows at Arrow and subtly pointed at Harper. God. Arrow really was attractive. Eros was actually kinda sad that he didn't swing his way. Or that he was at least curious about what the young enchanter had to offer in the bed room.
Eros kept his hand on Ayman's thigh, rubbing slightly in an absesnt minded manner. There was some sort of comfort in being near the other boy, though he wasn't quite sure why.
In collaboration with Jinny <3
Sasha listened patiently to Sophia as she spoke, bowing her head for a moment at the mention of the deaths. She already knew, as much of Puck and Circe Covens did. She wasn't sure who else knew. When the question of Divinia came up, it seemed like everyone except for Erik and Olgues had to protest against it. Her brow pulled down some and her lips formed a tight line, no dimples in sight. There were few times when Sasha was completely serious, even during her classes.
But now seemed like the perfect time to get serious. “How about we pull our heads out of our asses and think of this from a professional standpoint.” She stood up from her perch and allowed herself to lean against Olgues. “Most of us have known Dimka since she was nine. She's never left this school since she first got here. She's like a little sister to most us. We can trust her, especially in this situation. Preparing students for fights against Sons of Eden is what she lives for.”
Looking over to Sasha, Leo held in a chuckle as she pleaded with them. Personally, Leo knew the Divinia for many years but, he never truly got to know her like some of the other teachers. While Leo wanted to interrupt he just looked up at his close friend, Nic already knowing he felt the same way about the girl as he did. The man didn't hate her, he just didn't believe that it was a good idea to let her teach.
“I'm not asking you to pity her, but remember what she's been through. Remember that she survived for two years by herself against the Sons of Eden. Yeah, she's harsh towards the other students, but look at how much the kids that she's tutoring have improved. You and your wards don't like the way she teaches? Your kids don't have to take her classes. There've been zero complaints from Circeans about her. Sophia wants us to prepare the kids for a fight. Whether you want to admit it or not, you all know Div can do it. When's the last time someone beat someone she's tutored in a fight? Tough and harsh is what we need right now.”
"Sasha, I understand what you're saying but there's a difference between tough and being psychotic. This girl has killed people, have you forgotten about that? I'm not saying she's not powerful, I'm not saying that she's not good at tutoring because she is, I'll give you that. But, is it the right thing to give her complete control of a classroom filled mostly with people who already like to harm others?"
“Uh. So, you're saying that everyone - or mostly everyone - who takes courses in Curses and Necromancy is sadistic?” Sasha lifted a brow as she called Leo out on his profiling of the students, her look ever darkening. “She's not psychotic. She's been through a lot and has developed her own methods. Methods which helped her survive, made her strong, and are making her students strong. Or are you saying that you're afraid of putting her in control of a class because you think the "evil Circeans" are going to get worse under her influence? Don't forget that there's at least fifty of your kids, probably about a hundred of Nic's kids, and even some of my kids that take Necromancy. Are you afraid that she's going to "corrupt" your precious and oh-so-innocent wards?”
Was he somewhat afraid of that? Yes, he was. But, he wasn't going to let Sasha know that. Seeing that, she probably wasn't going to let this go easily. "Sasha, we're not talking about my students, we're not talking about Nic's students, or even Erik's students. We're talking about Divinia. And is she sadistic? Yes. She is.", he pointed out, focusing on Divinia and avoiding the point she made about students of other Covens in the currently teacherless classes.
It almost seemed as though she were going to sneer, but she instead had stopped leaning against Olgues and clenched her hands into fists so tight that her knuckles were becoming bone white. “This isn't just about her, you made it about the others in those classes. She has more knowledge and experience in Curses and Necromancy than anyone else at this school except maybe Soph. Are you saying that we should deny her what she's been busting her ass to do for the past decade? Sadistic. Yes. But she's honest and respectful.”
"What? You don't think I know that there are more than just Circeans in that class, Sasha? Of course I know that. And I get that she's had a rough life, a lot a people have gone through shit in their lives and a lot of other students work hard too. But, I don't see us going up to them like, 'Hey, go teach this class that gives you a huge influence over your peers.'"
“Whether she's formally placed as the Professor and Mentor or not, she's still going to have influence over her peers. She has every damn right and you can't stop her. She's earned her place and has been here longer than any other student. And need I remind you that none of the Curses classes nor any of the Necromancy classes are required? They're completely optional. How many students every year drop out of Battle Magick class because they can't handle it? If students can't handle the class, then they don't have to take it. Yeah, other students work hard. But they aren't fucking qualified. She is. She's been qualified. Have some faith. Most people don't think any one of us should be teaching. Nic's a perverted manchild. Erik scares the shit out of everyone and looks like a rapist sometimes. You're a manchild. Soph acts like a sixteen year old. Olgues and I smoke pot with our kids. And how many of us have had a drink with our students under twenty-one? I recall you and penny sharing a glass of bourbon some time ago with a few sixteen and seventeen year olds. Okay - So she killed some kids. They all made it back and none of them filed complaints. What did they do? They worked harder to better themselves. Alex didn't make it back because he didn't want to come back.”
She was really getting worked up now, throwing everyone under the bus and pointing out that there were a lot of people against them being in their positions as well, gusts of air whipping around the office as she took a strong step forward. “Go ahead and name one person more qualified to teach those classes. Name one person from Circe with the qualifications for the job and the respect from the students of Circe needed to be a Mentor. People are dying, Leo. Merlin's dead. Ariana's dead. They're closing in on us and it's about time that we all buckle down and nut up. If you're so scared for your kids, advise them not to take the class. Either way, it's not up to you. I agree with Sophia full heartedly. If Divinia was as much of a threat to the students and the school as you think and say she is, she would have been expelled and most likely killed by now. But she's still here and she's still alive because she knows what she's doing and she is especially valuable in this particular time of need.”
As Sasha took a step forward and the wind started blowing around the adults, Leo just tried his best not to get blown away. He was a small man and if the wind got any stronger, he would be pushed down. He was about to say something else before he started thinking about what he has done for the past twenty nine years. Giving in just to make to arguing stop. While he hated giving in, he knew that he wasn't going to win this argument.
Leo took a sharp sigh before running his head through his hair and looked at the shorter woman in the eyes. "Just suck it up, Sport and get it over with.
"I just don't want anything happening to these kids, Sasha. Okay? But, if you and Sophia truly think that letting the girl teach will help protect us, then fine. Let her teach. But, if it blows up and ends up going wrong, it's on you, not me."
“Nyeh!” And it was over just like that. Valid points made and argument won, the serious Sasha faded along with the win and the more childlike Sasha came out once more, sticking her tongue out at Leo as she mocked his last words much like an eight year old child before turning to the others. “If you cared about these kids, you'd be tougher on them. I'm going to follow Erik and Divinia's example.” She crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her chin a bit, having to look up at Leo [and pretty much everyone else] as she dared them to start up with her. “I second the motion.”
Harper & Ryan
Slurping down the last of her Frappe and looking around the cafeteria, Harper happily took in the knowledge that she now knew or could name a lot of the students crowding in there. Glancing over she spotted Aymon walking towards Eros, meeting her eyes he had nodded and smiled at her and she returned the gesture with a small wave. She could see Evanne sitting at a table by herself with her tray full of food. Harper admired that she could eat that much and stay in such great shape. Looking a couple of tables over were some of the Circe coven, including Ivy, Ryan, and Div. Was Div crying? Harper pondered that for a minute. It isn’t every day that you saw Div cry. Harper filed away the knowledge that the girl had feelings, at least about something, for later reference. She took in a few other students faces, noted their presence, and then shook herself out of her observations. She had been too quiet. Finally having her coffee in her, she turned to Arrow and said, “Alright Arrow boy, I’m capable of conversation with the lively now.”
“And might I mention that if you keep sneaking her scraps like that she’s going to get mighty plump.” Harper said while gesturing at Panda. Panda returned Harper’s comment on her physique with a reproachful look in her eyes, a huff, and got up and moved closer to Arrow.
Laughing Ryan patted Panda on the head a couple of times and whispered to her under his breath for her not to worry that he was going to keep sneaking her bacon anyways. Turning back to Harper, he said, “I don’t know if you’ve heard the latest or not yet, what with you over-sleeping and all, but the Circe coven held a funeral for Thrasher this morning. We all are aware that the Sons of Eden are the murderers, what I don’t get myself is how Thrasher even became a possible target, much less Merlin. They were both outside of the usual victim of choice for them, and both were powerful enough that they should not have had a problem fighting them. So, to me, this signifies only one thing: they’re gaining power, and frankly I myself would like to know how. How does a group go from picking out children, the elderly, the generally weak, to taking on Merlin? It just doesn’t make sense. Or perhaps there could be a new weapon to attribute their rise in power to. Something they’ve gotten hold of that our side doesn’t know about yet. I suppose time will only tell though.” Ryan finished his flurry of thoughts in a long breath and turned to find Harper staring at him intently with a thoughtful look on her face, taking in his words and genuinely considering them. That was why he loved her. The girl had brains. She actually thinks about the things he says. Waiting for her to think her response through, he sat back with a worried sigh, and wondered just what the schools next course of action would be. It wasn’t a matter of if the school was going to do something, it was a what, because he knew Hecate would not take this laying down.
Harper was still organizing her thoughts in order to respond to Ryan's talk of the Sons of Eden when the tabled rattled as two of the sexiest gay boy's of the school flopped down. "Buenos Dias!", Eros cheerfully stated to them with Aymon in tow. Ryan immediately thought that any earlier his cheerfulness would not have been received well by a not yet caffeinated Harper. He chuckled under his breath at that thought before being taken by surprise as Eros started running his hands through his unruly hair. Both Harper and Ryan busted out laughing at Eros' terrible Mean Girl's reference, but Ryan didn't miss the significant glance that Eros gave him in regards to the girl sitting beside him as Eros asked them how they were doing. Ryan couldn't resist making a quick reference himself before addressing Eros' look, "I wear my hair like this because it's so fetch, and we are doing okay, just...you know, talking about the recent tragedy...and stuff....", Ryan's words trailed off awkwardly. Eros knew Ryan had no idea what he was doing in this situation. He watched Eros play his hand across Aymon's thigh, and thought of how much he would love to have that kind of relationship with Harper. With a small sigh, he looked back up at the two guys in front of him and asked, "but anyhow, how're you guys?"
Divinia teaching? To be honest Erik was not so sure if that was such a good idea. She was with no doubt one of his best students and by far his favorite. But there was something about it he didn't like that much, he couldn't really put a finger on it, but something just didn't seem right about it. Maybe it was just that he didn't like the thought of having her as a colleague instead of a student.
Damnit.. Where the hell is that wolf when I need him Erik thought to himself as the discussion between Sasha and Leo became more and more heated. Fenris was usually the one Erik confronted when his own feelings confused him. Unfortunately the wolf was probably busy eating his way through the fridge, so Erik would just have to sort his thoughts out by himself.
As the wind started picking up Erik got closer and closer to something of an answer. Remembering he had learned in the military In combat the fighters own feelings should never be taken into consideration, a wise commander didn't call of an attack because he feared for his own life, and he wouldn't order an attack just because someone who meant something to him. If anything like that happened, the commander should be released from duty as he is no longer capable to make wise decision. This was something Erik believed to be the absolute truth and remembering that made him sure that the only reason he din't want her as a teacher was because he viewed her as something of a daughter, and he had a feeling that would end if they were to be colleagues. But he should not put his own feelings before the obviously best choice.
"I vote yes. but as I see it, I shouldn't have much of a saying in this. Everyone knows Divinia is one of my favorites, and that will affect my judgement no matter how hard I try not to." Erik said as Sasha calmed down. He wasn't really surprised when Leo choose to back down instead of standing his ground. "I'll leave the decision to you" He said and nodded to the others while scratching his beard, knowing that they probably would decide to make her a teacher anyway. 11
*Will be posted later*
Poor Ayman had no idea what Eros had referenced (he had never seen that movie before) and did not understand why exactly people were laughing. He assumed that the male had said something funny. What he found amusing was that Eros had decided Ryan's hair was not perfect enough.
When Ryan asked how they were Ayman smirked. "Oh~ Perfectly dine actually~ In fact, on my way here I hear a funny conversation. This girl and guy were talking, I'm going to assume they were together, but one can never be sure. She was all like: 'Baby~ I'm wet~' How the guy did not get the obvious clue was beyond me. So replied asking is she wanted a paper towel. She claimed she wanted more than that. He offered her two of them. Then she stated that she wanted something thick and round. He decided that she wanted the whole roll" He rambled the joke, "But I'm going to assume that since the guy was Asian, he just didn't want to show off his tiny rod~" Ayman chuckled, simply wanting to keep the air light and humorous. At least to him. He instinctively leaned against Eros and never once thought of stopping the hand on his thigh.
Seraphiel fell out of a rather large tree, and landed not surprisingly, on her feet. "Best damn contract I ever made," she laughed. She looked up at Superbia, who now looked down at her from above. "Well, I think that's enough for today, thank you Superbia." She nodded and made her way down from the tree herself. "Can't see that I am surprised you keep coming out here master, but I do believe you should think twice about doing so this often." Seraphiel had started teleporting herself out of the school area, so far in fact, she was half way across the world. "People are too nosy, Sophia or one of the other teachers kept finding me, well particularly Sophia. I don't mind so much, but other students doing the same could cause problems. She turned to look behind her, eyes following all the runes and letters that surrounded them. She had enclosed herself in scripture to make the area both invisible and almost impossible to enter in any kind of timely manner. "I need to train somewhere, and I'm sure everyone doesn't just like sitting in limbo waiting for something interesting to happen." Superbia sighed, "I don't deny that it is nice to have time here, but you know I'm right, it's not safe."
She was right, and she knew it, however if something happened she would deal with it. No sense in worrying or being couped up at a school with people she barely associated herself with. She did have a small amount of friends, but she was not like the others who blindly through the faith and trust in strangers. The school had various types of people and personalities, and some of them clearly were not the people you want to be around away from the school. Apparently, the school turned a blind eye to that fact. "Educating the criminals of the future." she said to herself. Seraphiel had been up since three in the morning, she had chosen to spar with not only Superbia but Wrath. Fighting with Wrath was work in itself, but Seraphiel often found it refreshing. Seraphiel said her goodbyes to Superbia, then summoned up Acedia. Acedia stood before her, in her usual lifeless state. "Yes?" she asked monotonously. "You can relax Acedia, we're just going back to campus." There was no response, but she knew she understood. Acedia typically went through life - or what was left of her being, doing as little as possible. Seraphiel was surprised she didn't consider breathing a chore.
A bright light surrounded to two, and soon the fusion was complete. Seraphiel concentrated on the image of the campus, specifically, her bathroom. Soon, she appeared within the shower, she scanned the room ahead of her and then slowly let herself and Acedia drift apart. "That's all for now Acedia, thank you." Seraphiel stepped out of the tub and headed towards he bedroom. It was overly tidy and almost appeared as if uninhabited. Seraphiel was a bit of a clean freak, but she also had the habit of being everywhere but her dorm room. At least not for long periods of time. She peered into the mirror to make sure nothing was torn and needed changing. She wore a white over the shoulder crop top, black low rider jean shorts, leggings, and black combat boots. When she decided everything was intact, she stepped away, and headed towards the door. Going to make it for breakfast this time? A voice asked, from inside of her head. When have I ever? Why would I start? She opened her door and turned around, grabbing her book bag from the desk. Seraphiel never joined the others during breakfast, or lunch, or dinner for that matter. She preferred to eat alone, or perhaps with one of her friends, somehow James never ceased to ask though. James was someone she had illegally contracted, he was one of multiple, all of which lingered around the campus. Sophia had helped her to hide them, and she had cast countless spells on them to keep them out of sight and out of mind. The upside was the impenetrable means of communication she had with them. Thanks to one of them, the ability to read minds or hear them didn't exist.
So what did you pick for me today, James?. Surprise, you'll see. She had asked James to pick her out some books to read, until she could get into the cafeteria and grab some leftovers. Each book would take her several seconds or minutes, depending on the size. Scripture was such an interesting ability, but this was one of her favorite applications. Seraphiel loved reading, but sometimes she liked cramming more. She was heading for her favorite part of the campus, which she often found herself lounging under the trees with Remi. And just as she thought, her was already there. "Sorry I'm late." she said, sitting beside him. "You were out there again weren't you? What did I tell you about that?" She grinned at him, and opened up her book bag, going looking through the books James had left her. They were all combat related, aside from one dark magic book, and one love story which she assumed was a joke. Not in this lifetime. "Oh I see James is at it again?" Remi said, poking his nose in the book. "Remind me to burn this later." She opened up the first book and flipped the pages, an assortment of letters and lights flew off the page as she did so. "Don't pretend you didn't hear me Phi, you could get yourself killed or expelled." She knew she wasn't going to hear the end of it, but she wasn't going to stop her training either. "Why don't you just come with me next time then." Remi growled at her, "Stubborn as always."
Day one (previous day in relation to RP):
Most of the Merlin students had planned to gather on the beach for two days of relaxing and in honor of their recently deceased Idol.
Desoronto was no exception, he happily arrived on the beach an hour before everyone to make sure the weather would cooperate with them, before setting up the enchanted tent. The tent was close enough to the water that no one would be able to block his view of the sunset, but far enough that the high tide would not reach it and could easily shelter 5-6 people. Once the Tent was up Des walked outside only to falll to his knees in what seemed to be a prayer position. He remained in this position and began to clear his mind only focusing on good thoughts and clear skies, and almost instantly the once cloudy sky began to recede, allowing the luminous sun to pour its rays upon the beach. Deseronto stood smiling at his handy work before pulling out his phone to send a quick text.
To Maisie(Sweethart♥) :
Everything's all set let everyone know, thanks darling. See you when you get here. =)
After sending the message Des tossed his phone back into his beach bag and forgot its existence.
"Peter can you be look out for me?' Yea, sure. you know I don't see why human like the beach so much. The sand just gets all in my feathers and the seagulls are assholes. Des burst into laughter remember the time when Peter was just a chic and he had taken him to the beach. "Oh they were just haters let it go already. "They tried to bury me alive!!" "Oh don't be so dramatic they dropped a little sand on you, and left you alone after that." "Whatever they better not mess with me if they know whats good for them, I'm a lean mean flying machine now." They two mentally laughed together as Peter took to the sky eager to prove his flying mastery. "Oh yea they're very afraid , remember keep an eye out for anything suspicious not just the seagulls, we don't want anything ruining tonight alright?" Don't worry you can count on me, you know i always got your back Des.
"Thanks Pete your the best.
It didn't take long for the beach to become filled with Merlin students, all enjoying each others company and reveling in the sun light. If there was lone thing that Merlin students learned from death it was that life is meant to be lived and enjoyed with others.
As Des sat and looked over the beach he couldn't help but feel the urge to surf, even though surfing was fairly new to him and he honestly wasn't that good he enjoyed the rush of skimming across the waves. "Hey Mazy I'm gonna go out and surf for a bit feel free to join me." he said while interring his tent. About a minute had passed before Des reemerged outside wearing his wet suit with his board tucked under his arm. "Maybe Lisa's out there" he though as he searched among the waves with his eyes.
Grab me a fish while your out their buddy. Peter said telepathically while landing on Des's shoulder.
Deseronto laughed before replying "I'll see what I can do." and then rushed out into the water.
For hours the students enjoyed their various activities until the sun began to set.
As soon as the sun was over taken by the sea the students gathered in a line at the waters edge, at which point the students recognized a moment of silent reflection on Merlin's life, after which they all wrote what they were most thankful for in life for on a floating lantern and set them adrift on the now calm waters. This concluded day one.
Day two (Current day in Relation to RP):
Deseronto awoke early as usual only to see the other people in his tent still exhausted from the previous day. He shook his head with a slight smile on his face for he knew that he would have to wake them up sooner rather than later because after all today was a school day, but the morning was still young so he decided it best to go out for some morning air. As Des exited his tent he wasn't surprised to see the whole beach still mostly covered with tents from the other students.
"Hmm whats for breakfast?" He took a second to ponder before hearing the Peter's thoughts "How about that fish you got me yesterday... oh wait you forgot didn't you" The two laughed mentally "Gosh Peter I'm sorry ill go fish you out one with by bare hands now if you want" Des retorted sarcastically. No need you lazy bum I've got two already... Incoming!" as peter finished his thought he had already dropped the fish while circling over head, giving Des just enough time to look up and have the dead fish land on his face.
Peter immediately burst into mental laughter before saying I said incoming" "Good aim sir, but next time give me enough time to catch it with my hands instead of my face." Des replied.
"Sushi for breakfast then, hmm I think not." It only took Des seconds to whip out his handy pocket knife and begin removing the skin and bones from the fish. He then carried the fillet inside to the stove and lightly cooked them both adding what few seasoning he had left in his tent. "What are you doing! you just ruined a perfectly good fish you fool."
What are you talking about? I can see everything you see Des plus I can smell that food all the way up here." Peter continued to circle the tents roaming the skies for his own personal amusement. "Well this is how people eat food, and I don't think Maisie would enjoy waking up to raw fish for breakfast. "Aww your doing this for here huh, well i want my credit tell her I caught it and its from me.
Des reached into a cooler which at one point was filled with plenty of drinks and ice but was now only filled with icy water and a lone orange juice container. After grabbing the Oj he placed both the Juice and the fish fillet near Maisie and woke her gently. "Say good morning dummy" "I was gonna do that, now hush." He waited a few more second for her to fully awake before finally saying "Good morning my bird got you a fish, and I got you juice" Des smiled a smile of awkwardness showing no teeth almost as if he were displaying his sense of accomplishment.
"Oh, yeah." Eros said, looking around. "The tragedy." The image of the Circeans' black robes and Dia de Los Muertos makeup came with a bitter and familiar taste in the back of his throat. Oh all the emotions, he was pretty sure he hated sadness, especially sadness over a loss, the most. He struggled against both the empathetic tears coming to his eyes and the images of his sister's casket being sluggishly lowered into the ground. His mouth felt dry. He kept his hand on Ayman's thigh, hoping the feel of his pants would keep him anchored against the flood of depression he was having to deal with.
'Dios mio.' he thought. Now he could feel rage lacing the thick cloud of sorrow. The Sons of Eden. Those human bastards thought they could get away with murdering such a powerful witch. They were mistaken. The Coven of Circe had a thirst for revenge written all over their hearts. Eros mentally shook himself, ridding his mind of emotions that didn't belong to him. That, however, didn't rid him of his own rage toward the Sons.
Eros just noticed the smug smirk on Ayman's lips, so he figured that he probably missed one of his boy toy's dumb jokes/stories. "Sweetie, I thought I told you to stop getting your jokes from the internet." the boy said with a wide smile on his face. He was joking (sort of) and though Eros could be semi-brutal towards his friend with benefits, it was all in good fun.
'Hello all!'
The flapping of wings quickly caught his attention as Helen, in all her glory, landed in the center of the lunch table. 'Hello Eros, darling.' She craned her long neck gracefully, examining the table of students around her. 'Oh what is going on with Arrow's hair? He should definitely fix that. Tell him to push it back. Oh Harper looks cute today. I hope she burned that blouse she was wearing on Tuesday. Someone needs to. Ayman's looking dapper as always, though I'd frankly like him better without a shirt.'
Ayman placed a hand over his heart in feigned hurt. "All of these jokes are pure me, baby~ It's sad that you think I'm getting these offline~ If you don't like my jokes I have a poem for you~" He stated, leaning in to purr into Eros' ear. Roses are red. Violets are blue. I may use my hands, but I'm thinking of you~" Ayman's voice was just low enough till he felt that no one but his friend could hear the cheesy and perverted poem.
He pulled away with a wink and a purr. Ayman looked up at the bird, smiling at her. He turned to see dune lumbering his way under the tables until he finally showed up. The giant lizard simply rested once he was finally by his master. "Hey, buddy." He said, bending down to pet him gently. "Aren't you cold? It's not exactly summer in here. Ayman asked. The big monster shook his head and simply rested himself and waited to see if he would be forced to move again. Ayman didn't plan on it, knowing how hard it was for the big puppy lizard to move around too much.
Harper & Ryan
Harper could feel the sadness and anger rolling off of Eros at the mention of the recent tragedy afflicting the school, and of the Sons of Eden. It amplified her own feelings toward it. She wasn’t sure which hit her more strongly, the sadness or the confusion of what Ryan had mentioned. Is it possible they had a weapon that Hecate’s people didn’t know about? Could that be the cause for increase in their strength? Or perhaps they had simply grown in numbers. With this idea, Harper started to turn and say as much to Ryan, when she realized Aymon was telling one of his usual terrible jokes. After he had finished with a light laugh, she found herself speechless, caught between attempting an equally terrible response, or pretending he hadn’t and jump back on her own train of thought in regards to the discussion they had been having. Thankfully, Eros came to the rescue with a gentle teasing of Aymon’s taste in humor. She flashed a grateful grin in Eros’ direction before turning to Ryan and pointing out, “Maybe a weapon yes, but perhaps they have simply gained powers in numbers. I’m sure Sophia has speculated these points herself though, and surely she has a plan, we just don’t know it yet. I have a feeling we will soon though. Like you said, Hecate isn’t anybody’s bitch.”
Ryan smiled ruefully at Harper’s bluntness. “Well, I didn’t quite say it so boldly, but essentially yeah that’s about right.” He turned to give Eros and Aymon a brief recap of what they had been actually discussing before they walked up, and to ask their opinions on the subject, when the lovely white figure of Helen landed in the middle of the table.
In her flurry of wings, and soft clucking, Ryan watched as Aymon leaned over to whisper in Eros’ ear. He smiled slightly, and found himself turning to look at Harper with a gentle look on his face, and she completely oblivious.
Day before
Lisa had been out early, waking in the early morning in hopes of getting to the beach in time to beat everyone else. She was a morning person when it came to weekends, but was much more of a night person on weekdays. She had Joey beside her as she laid back on her board, her breath coming in slightly faster from the excitement and thrill she experienced thanks to the waves. She was tired, yes. She was filled with adrenaline, yes. She was not bored in any way whatsoever however. She smiled as she got the message from Joey via their connection. "You do realize that people will wonder where you are, right?" He asks softy as he moves to lay in a more comfortable spot beside Lisa, glad to be in the sun.
Lisa smiled softly as she ran a hand over the little seal. "Yes, I realize that you little pup. I just wanted a chance to get as much in today as I could, you know that," Lisa says as she looked at the little seal. He looked up and might have sighed should he be able to. With that, he nudes his nose against Lisa's arm before slipping into the surf. Lisa smiled broadly as she sat up, searching for the next wave to try and catch before she caught sight of Des. She hoped he would see her soon enough just so he knew she was out there, but she wasn't sure if he did.
When Des did catch sight of her, she enjoyed her time with him, being with him as she usually did, in a friendly way. When the ceremony was held, she was rather quiet, wrapped in a towel and watching with a smile as she saw it all. She had only seen one before, one after a few years. It was not an experience she thought of... She didn't want to... didn't have to... didn't period.
Current day
Lisa walked down the beach, her eyes somewhat heavy as she moved. Her eyes watched the waves as they crashed to the shore softly, her hands were busy petting Joey gently as she held the still sleeping seal in her arms. He was supposed to be maybe two years old now, but was extremely young looking because whatever reason. He seemed to be having a small dream, making soft noises in his sleep. Lisa smiled as she walked back to the makeshift camp that those of her class had made. She saw an awake Des and a somewhat awake Maisie.
Walking over to them, seeing nobody else awake, Lisa sat down. "Hello there Peter," Lisa says with a smile as she rests Joey in her lap. She had on shorts and a loose tshirt covered by the towel from last night. Her hair was still wet as she had put it up in a loose and rather messy bun in her sleepiness from the night before. "And hello to you to Des and Maisie," Lisa says with a smile as she looks at the cooler appreciatively, though too lazy to get anything from it. "Is anyone else up yet?" Lisa asks as she settles on the sand a bit more.
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