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Evelyn Wright

Shall we change the colours of the flowers friend?

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a character in “Magic is Might II”, as played by BoneBrain

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FULL NAME:
Evelyn Gerty Wright

NICKNAME:
Eve | Wright

AGE:
17

SPECIES:
Human

SOCIETAL POSITION:
Inferus

GENDER:
Female

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Pansexual

ETHNICITY:
Irish European

DOB:
December 1st

HEX CODE:
#6f3662



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BLOOD STATUS:
Pure Blood

HEIGHT:
5.4

WEIGHT:
130 lb.

APPEARANCE:
Evelyn's style can be surmised as very feminine. She enjoys trying new things with her hair and will often change up her uniform to dress how she pleases. She can usually be seen with some sort of conjured flower in her hair and she wears a loose tie to signify her house. Eve also enjoys sewing small patch work flowers onto her skirt and she usually sews on her house colours onto those flowers as well.

A guilty please for Eve is strange socks. Every year for her birthday or some other occasion that requires gift giving, Eve is always given an interesting pair of socks. Often she has difficulty choosing which ones to leave at home as she has too many to bring. Eve usually wears the bare minimum in terms of make up.





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INNOVATIVE ❖ GENTLE ❖ AFFECTIONATE
HUMOROUS ❖ PASSIONATE ❖ OUT-GOING


PERSONALITY

Evelyn is an incredibly positive person, she despises drama and hopes to lessen it with an uplifting attitude and an agreeable nature. Her schooling and own smarts have made her an exemplary student. She cares for her homework and studies and hopes to be gentle yet powerful witch in the future, sadly she is easily discouraged and should she get a poor mark or an unkind critique she tends to get very quiet and depressed until she manages to accomplish something else. She is a kind soul and enjoys spending time with friends as well as by herself.

Eve is good humored and will occasionally cast a few prank spells here and there. Her pranks tend to be more on the elaborate side and usually don't work out but she has fun with it anyways. Talk of the on goings outside the school and the horrible actions of the Dark Lord make Eve rather sad and like all things that cause her mood to drop she avoids them. Should Evelyn not want to do something she will think of just about anything to get out of it and will happily try and talk her way out of most situations. She's a lover not a fighter and has never been in a real duel or fight in her life.

Some might call her inexperienced of even say that she has her head in the clouds and they would be completely right. Evelyn is an expert at seeing only what she wants to and when times get rough she has no idea how to deal with it.

BIOGRAPHY

Evelyn's family lived a very long time in Ireland. She remembers stories of how green the hills were and of their beautiful house in the country side. The small house held a decently large family of 6 and yet they all lived their quite peacefully. Sadly she had never been able to see the house and the rolling green hills as she was born as the the Wright family was fleeing from the clutches of the Dark Lord. The Wright family felt the need to escape from the Dark Lord as his reach was expanding further and further from Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic. Sensing their family would no longer be safe and nor would they be peaceful they packed up all of their things and traveled through muggle transportation. While they were ferrying across the ocean Evelyn's mother fell into labor and aboard the ship she gave birth to a small red headed child.

They named her Evelyn for the French meaning Hazelnut for her hair. They moved to the city of Portland and settled down in the outskirts of the city. Their home was much larger than their old home and allowed Evelyn a room all to herself. As she grew it was clear Eve had an affinity for magic; specifically transfiguration and charms. Her mother would often garden in their back yard Evelyn would play in the grass next to her and would occasionally change the colours of the flowers. Eve spent a lot of time with her brothers and sisters all of whom were home schooled by their mother and father. It was such a surprise when Evelyn received her letter to join Remington.

Her Parents were just as excited as herself and they had a wonderful time shopping for school supplies and clothes. She was to attend a wonderful prestigious school and there she could flourish as a witch.




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QUIRKS
      Socks Eve usually always can be found with strange socks peeking over her shoes.
      Incessant Fidgeter She is always touching her hair or braiding it and in classes she keeps herself occupied by doodling all over her notes.
      Early Riser Evelyn is often on of the first students out of bed and usually of the first to go to bed. She has a very regulated sleep schedule and likes to stick to it.
      Gardener In her spare time Eve likes to help the school game keeper with the planting and upkeep of the grounds.


LIKES
      Reading Awful Poetry | Hot Tea on a Rainy Day | Cats | White Chocolate Chip Cookies | Sewing | Spring | Gardening | Sunflowers | Swimming | Shopping


DISLIKES
      Being Rushed | Too Much Quiet | Bagpipes | Sports of Any Kind | Drama | Liars | The Cold | Sad Situations | Flying | Polka Dot Patterns | Math




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HOUSE:
Chandra

GRADE:
11

WAND:
10 3/4" | Quite Bendy | Alder Wood | Unicorn Hair Core

PATRONUS:
A Large Butterfly

BOGGART:
Isolation, being enveloped in darkness.

STRENGTHS
Transfiguration She is extremely adapt at understanding how to transform one object to another and Eve loves this class so much she will often stay behind to help out.
Care of Magical Creatures Eve loves animal of all kinds and she loved to learn about them. She hopes that her future job will have something to do with magical creatures.
Herbology Evelyn has gained her mothers green thumb and she has a special talent in tending to plants.

WEAKNESSES
Dark Arts The subjects here are always so dark and sad and she'd rather not have a depressing class. She just cannot bring herself to acknowledge the cruelness of others.
VooDoo Like Dark Arts Voodoo confuses Evelyn and she does not have an interest in the subject let a lone a talent in it.
Divination Evelyn has no inner eye much to her dismay, when she looks into the crystal ball all she sees in smoke and smudged finger prints. It's gotten to the point for her in class where she will just make stuff up to get along.
Charms and Hexes Evelyn is alright at charms, however Hexes she has never had much luck with. She just cannot seem to summon up the willpower to hurt anyone even an enemy.



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AFFILIATIONS:
Eve really had no opinion on the subject, in a word she is spoiled even oblivious to the violence of the Dark Lord. She has no desire to learn of it as she doesn't feel it effects her. (How wrong she is of course) Currently she has no wish to change anything.

FAMILLY:
Margret Wright | Mother
Berty Wright | Father
Hamish Wright | Older Brother
Susanne Wright | Older Sister
Bram Wright | Older Brother
Magnus Wright | Grandfather

FAMILLIAR(S):
Evelyn has a white fluffy cat which was given to her for her first year at school. When she got him he was just a kitten and very cuddly. She named him Felix after the inventor of cheering charms. He seems to have no special powers other than intuition, he seems to know when Eve is upset and will not leave her side until she is happier.

MISCELLANEOUS:
⋇ There is an old family joke that they have leprechaun blood in their heritage. The stories goes that a great Grandmother named Maud had a little too much ale one night and was found in liaisons with a leprechaun male. Should something lucky happen to them in the family they blame it upon Maud and her night of pleasure. However no one is entirely sure of the validity of the story.




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FACE CLAIM
Luca Hollestelle

USERNAME
BoneBrain


So begins...

Evelyn Wright's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Moira Blackwood Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Vladik Roman Volkov Character Portrait: Nori Camila Oaxley-Pado Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Joshua Woodbury Character Portrait: Mackenzie Xantara Character Portrait: Koda Cheveyo Character Portrait: Kieran Grimm Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Lavander Reed Character Portrait: Layla Tyne Character Portrait: Marina Rioni Character Portrait: Simon Rioni Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Torrence Hollingsworth Character Portrait: Orchid Grimsbane Character Portrait: Vedika Kang Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood Character Portrait: Drachen Eld Character Portrait: Helena Eld

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00000...Remington's academic year is in full swing. The leaves began to turn deep shades of red and rusted oranges. Students study for their OWLs or practice Quodpot out in the quad. And when the free time comes they prepare for the All Hollows Eve Ball that will commence in a weeks time. A celebratory dance to celebrate the new world order, Remington and her students. Now starts another week of classes bright and early an autumn Monday morning.



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Ramsey Blackwood
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Moira Castillon
[ Laveau ] [ #E5857A ] [ Outfit ]
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Chase "Blue" Beckett
[ Fawkes ] [ #3B588D ] [ Outfit ]

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Being the morning bird she was, Moira was up long before the sound of her alarm or the starting of the chirps outside her window. She was to the baths and back before another student even stirred in their beds. She'd be lying if she denied the fact that she spent more than what was necessary on her appearance. But it seemed to be one of the few things she had control over in her life so she insisted on doing it regardless of time.

Unlike his sister, Ramsey hated the bloody morning and would much rather spend the remainder of the day in bed. He detested going to class nearly as much as he hated the school and practically everyone in it. He growled at the annoying noise that was his alarm clock blaring in his ears. He tried to roll over and smother his head in the pillow but to no avail. With a growl he yanked the clock from the wall then chucked it across the room at Drachen's head. "Oy! Asshole!"

He stumbled out of his bed, cursing as he stumbled over the mess of shit they left strewn upon the floor. Ramsey shuffled his way around the room in just his boxers, scratching his abdomen while yawning. He looked back over to Drachen, rolling his eyes. "Get up you lazy ass!" He ripped the blanket from him and chucked it across the room.

It didn't take long for him to get dressed in his far too expensive uniform. He snatched up his books and let Lenox, his quite large and hairy tarantula climb its way up onto his shoulder. "I'm going to go get Moira. You coming?" He slid on a pair of sunglasses while looking back towards Drachen.

Moira had finally finished getting ready just on schedule like every other day. She scooped up her books and slid them into her backpack. When she went to reach for her wand her hand started to feel around but came up empty handed. "Where in the world..." She whispered to herself as she looked around. Her eyes locked on her mischievous kitty, "Jinx?" Moira smiled as she walked over to her cat, carefully scooping her up into her arms finding her wand beneath her. "Stinker."

After finishing to collect her things, she headed out of her room only to be stopped running straight into a wall of a chest. She slowly glances up with a smile on her facing. But it quickly fades when she locked eyes with a hairy spider. She thought that maybe it was someone else and instead it was her brother. "A smile for me? You're too kind."

She scoffed, "I thought you... Were someone else." She held the door open waiting for her cat to prance out after her.

"Might I ask who you were expecting then?" He put his hand against the wall, blocking her in the doorway.

"No one." She slammed the door behind her and ducked under his arm.

Ramsey clenched his jaw as he shifted to offer his arm to his sister, "Come Moira, time for Divination."

Moira picked up Jinx and began to stroke her ears as she paced around the common room. "I do know how to get there brother." She had no desire to walk there with her brother because that not only meant him but most likely Drachen as well. Instead she continued to doddle around the common room hoping that someone else would walk past and save her from having to accompany her brother.

Ramsey slammed his fist against a near by table which made Moira jump and Jinx just about jump from her arms. She held her breath waiting for the price of denying him, but thankfully before he could do something a couple Laveau students walked through the common room waving towards her, "Hi Moira!" She waved back with a smile.

He angrily pushed off the table, "Don't be late for class or Father will hear about it." Without another word he adjusted his blazer and made his way to class, leaving Moira waiting in the common room.

Ramsey got to class with plenty of time to spare. He took his usual seat towards the back in the darkest corner of the room. He kicked the chair in front of it, spinning it around so he had a foot rest. He then leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest and waited, staring at the door.

Chase was sound asleep for far too long and would have remained so if it weren't for the sounds of already loud and rambunctious Fawkes kids weren't running around the common room. His blanket had long abandoned him somewhere in the middle of the night, along with an arm and leg both dangling over the edge of the bed. When the scream of a first year echoed outside his door he startled awake and fell to the ground. "What did I miss?" He wiped drool from his cheek as he looked around lethargically.

It 3 yawns and a good couple dozen of rubs to his eyes before he was able to actually open them enough to look at the clock. When he was able to read what it said he was up faster than he thought was possible, "Shit!!" He darted around the room, stubbing his toe on something new every second or two. "God dammit..."

Somehow he managed to get dressed in 2 minutes flat. His shirt tail was untucked, tie untied just dangling around his neck and a vest loosely draped on his shoulders. He ran out of his room shutting the door behind him. After a second or two he ran back, "Fritz!"" The dark ferret scurried out from under the blanket on the floor. Chase quickly snatched him up and placed him in his backpack. He grabbed a beanie that laid on the ground and then sprinted for class.

He was nearly to class, tugging the hat onto his head to cover his messy bed head. But then he was stopped dead in his steps when he nearly slammed in Professor Blackwood. "Professor."

He nodded his head before going to run around him. He was almost in the clear when the teacher grabbed him by his backpack and spun him around. "Not so fast."

Chase sighed, "What is it this time?" He said while sloppily tucking in half of his shirt.

"Get that uniform tidied up before class or you'll get another detention. Unless you'd fancy cleaning the owlery... Again." Professor Blackwood smiled slightly before nodding his head for Chase to hurry off.

He smiled towards the teacher, "Thanks!" He then continued towards class while finishing tucking in his shirt and tying his necktie.

Chase entered the class room not a moment after he finally got his uniform in order. He let out a relieved sigh before making his way to a table somewhere in the middle of the classroom. Once he sat down, Fritz wasted no time in running out of the backpack and moving to curl up into a ball in his lap.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Moira Blackwood Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Vladik Roman Volkov Character Portrait: Vasilia Anastassia Volkov Character Portrait: Nori Camila Oaxley-Pado Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Joshua Woodbury Character Portrait: Mackenzie Xantara Character Portrait: Koda Cheveyo Character Portrait: Kieran Grimm Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Lavander Reed Character Portrait: Marina Rioni Character Portrait: Simon Rioni Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Torrence Hollingsworth Character Portrait: Orchid Grimsbane Character Portrait: Vedika Kang Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood Character Portrait: Drachen Eld Character Portrait: Helena Eld

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Another monday morning had appeared out of nowhere - just like the weekend just passed by on a firebold broomstick. Another week with classes and probably even more homework was ahead of them. And not to mention the All Hollows Eve Ball taking place in just a weeks time! Making most of the girls giggle in expectation, and most of the boys just walk around mumbling and being nervous.

The season was getting darker, and autumn was showing clearly. The leaves turning in to different shades of yellow, orange and red. Giving the illusion of the tree's being on fire. Rain season had begun. And whenever it happened to rain, the drops where smattering softly against the leaves creating a calming sound very fitting to the beautiful season. As the weather was getting harsher - so was the waves further down at the gulf of Maine. Smashing against the cliffs as a result of the winds and the currents.


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For a change, the sky was clear today. Making a stream of sunlight finding its way between the red velvet curtains in Tim's room. He was already awake. Not that he was a "morning person", but rather not sleeping much at all - resulting in a slight shade of dark bags under his black eyes. Instead of studying or spending time on his appearance, he was killing the time with push ups.

In the corner of his eyes he could catch a glimpse of his black rat Nightmare, who was climbing up his bed and making hissing noises.
"Don't give me that look Mary! Just a couple more!" he gasped as the sweat trickled down his face. Doing a couple more push-ups, he then stood up and grinned. "200!" he said and wiped his forehead. Being topless, he did not have to worry about any tshirt getting sweaty. But he did have to freshen up, shower, before classes. So he headed for the baths, but stopped on the way like he'd forgotten something. "Oh right!" he said as he went back to the desk, pulling out a drawer and finding half of a meatball he'd snuck out from dinner yesterday. "Here you go my lady" he said in a joking "noble" tone as he gave the food to the black rat sitting on his bed. She grabbed it from his hand and immediately started to munch on it, making her whiskers twitch up and down as she was chewing.

Timothy was not the guy to care for his appearance. After washing away all the sweat and now smelling "presentable". He just took some quick strokes with the toothbrush, putting on some deo and perfume and slipped on a pair of black pants (tight around his ankles and a bit baggy around the bum), a white shirt and a grey knitted cardigan. The neck tie was one of his "things" always wearing ones with chaotic patterns on. Today wearing a checked one.

His hair was still wet (almost dripping) when he left the dormitory and headed for the divination classroom. He let his fingers slide through the blond locks, almost making his hair even more messy.That rule with "hair should be coiffed" was not a possibility for Tim. His hair was just naturally a curly chaos, making even the teachers realize the fact and start to give up.
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Being a "night person", Yona hated mornings.. especially monday mornings. She was still asleep, her leg wrapped around the blanket "embracing it" as she sleep like a log. Her golden hair was spread out on the pillow, almost looking like some kind of gloria around her peaceful face.

"Thats not how you brew a wiggenweld potion... " she mumbled and turned around in her bed. Leiyona was quite famous for talking in her sleep, whether she liked it or not. Her biggest fear was probably blurting out something brutally honest (hurting someone) or talking during the nightmares she sometimes had about her fathers death. Not that she thought her roomie, Ophelia, would judge her. But Yona was not ready to open up quite yet. Instead, she was always putting on that "brave" facade.

Her beauty sleep was interrupted by the sound of the alarm, making Yona wrinkle her nose and yawn. She fumbled for the clock and was eager to turn off the terrible noise giving her headache. She stood up on wobbly legs and dragged herself out in to the little living room she shared with Fee. Scratching her leg and heading for Ophelias room, almost in a zombie-like state. Instead of bursting in, she just knocked on her door, letting out another yawn."Rise and shine beautiful" she said before heading to the bathroom. Only wearing panties and an ugly oversize tshirt - she started to get ready for the day. Yona was not the girl to "spend hours" on her appearance. She was like a robot in the morning, and did what she had to do. To be able to sleep for as long as possible, she compromised it by being very efficient.

Getting cleaned up, brushing her teeth, putting on her make up. Mainly being a pitch black dip-liner giving her the "cat eye" look. Back to her room - putting on her school uniform. White button up shirt with a big black neck bow, brown cardigan with black buttons, black short pleated skirt. Nude pantyhoses and beige over knee socks with 2 white stripes on. The over knee socks being her attribute to the otherwise boring dress code.

She combed her hair and styled it in two braids before feeling "satisfied". Before leaving for divination class, she went for her bed to pick up her backpack with books. Giving Gulliwer, her beautiful orange bengal cat, a few strokes- making him purr.
"Im leaving for class Fee!" she announced before walking out from the dormitory and steering her steps towards the classroom.

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On his way to class, Tim recognized the familiar backside of Leiyona. The two golden braids and the over knee socks giving her away. Since she still had the "upper hand" on their pranking games, he decided to get revenge. A bright smile appeared on his face as he sneaked up behind her, putting his fingers to each side of her tiny waist.

"Iiiiiiiiihh" a loud squeak sounded as she half jumped while turning around. Not that she was surprised, looking up and facing the tall and goofy figure of Timothy Cohen. Sighting when seeing the spark in his black eyes and the smug smile on his lips, flashing his distinct smile dimples. Yona just gave him her famous "furious look", almost having flames in her pupils.

"You will pay for this! Remember the worms in your spaghetti? I can do much worse. Just wait and see" she said with a serious, steady and sharp voice. Exposing a slight tone of her Scottish accent. Put together, meaning she meant business. She corrected her cardigan, rolling her eyes while turning around tripping off for class not waiting for Tim at all. She sat down at the back of the classroom, close to the windows and sank down. Leaning her face forward, almost lying down on the desk - not much different from a melted puddle. Divination was not one of her strengths. It was however something she believed in, even so- still being her precious "nap time" and making her yawn.

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Tim on the other hand, was taking a seat close to Chase. "Blue" he greeted him just nodding short. Then leaning forward and letting the dark eyes gaze down in Chase's lap - seeing the little black ferret curled up in a ball.
"Hello there little friend" he said, looking down. Reaching forward with his arm to stroke the extremely soft fur - just 2 soft strokes before leaning back on his chair again.

The whole thing probably looked extremely wrong/comical to the ones not knowing Fritz was lying in Chase's lap. But that was just typical Tim. Not respecting personal space, not thinking of his surroundings and very often doing awkward things / saying something that could be misinterpreted. He pulled out the books, dropping them on the desk with a muted thud. Before gazing over his shoulder (looking at the door) to see who else would show up...

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen

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Dormitory - Library - Divination Classroom

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The days of studying magics under the roof of Remington Academy sure pass by in a flash. It has been quite an energetic and eventful year, just like how it has always been before. Before anyone could have noticed, autumn has come. The leaves had abandoned their fresh, tranquil coats of green and slowly turned into a radiant red, embellished with hues of range. It was like every tree was setting ablaze. The breezes had also become chillier, the rains had become denser. There's probably nothing that would be more satisfying around times like this than being able to be around friends and family, together next to the burning fireplace.

All Hollows Eve Ball has become the hottest topic in the past few weeks. It's a rare opportunity for the students to relax and put all thoughts regarding the dreaded lectures and subjects away, in just one night. Everything is now in the stages of preparation and there's definitely not a single wizard and witch in school who wouldn't be looking forward to it. It will certainly be a memorable night for all of them.

But for now, a brand new Monday and another week of hardworking has just begun, lively as ever.


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It was yet another beautiful day - the sun was shining, the white cloud drifting peacefully on the sky, the birds are chirping, stuffs like that, and for someone who felt that it would be such a waste to stay still just for one minute like him, it's not a surprise that he had gotten up this early in the morning, even before his alarm clock set off. Not that Vincent would really need it anyway. But you'll never know what will happen in a surprising situation so, just in case, really. Despite not looking like it, Vincent is actually quite punctual, and follows his own schedules orderly. If he had a pet, maybe it would hold the duty of waking him up every morning, but Vincent and familiars don't really get along that much, so he'll pass.

After stretching a little bit when stepping down from his bed, Vincent glanced at the wall him and Chase - the best roommate he had ever been assigned to, who was probably still sleeping peacefully on the other bedroom, with his familiar curling next to him. Chuckling at the sight that he had imagined, Vincent couldn't help admitting how cute the guy is. Normally, Chase is cute and hot, all at the same time, so there's no question over why he was so popular around the the House of Fawkes. He's also a beast on bed too. Vincent mischievously thought, in regard to that time which was long ago now.

There's no reason for Vincent to force Chase to get up this early with him, so he just let the guy continued to wander in the dreamworld. Taking off the white tank top and the pair of shorts that he was wearing, Vincent takes a nice bath and spice himself up for a while in the bathroom. It's not like that he was being flamboyant or anything, but as a self-proclaimed fashionista, he knows he must always looks "just right."

Taking a couple of minutes to put his uniform after having washed every speck of dust off his body, Vincent then applied his favorite Ralph Lauren Polo. He checked if he has everything he needed in his bag, made a sandwich from whatever they have left in the cupboard of the kitchen for his breakfast, and then made his way out of the room. It's still quite early before the first subject of the day which is Divination. However, Vincent has a Transfiguration report that he needed to take care of, so he made his way to the Grand Library of Remington.

As Vincent walked his way through the Common Room, a few Fawkes students walked pass him and greeted, "Mornin' Vince." And he greeted back with his trademark gummy smile. He doesn't bump into anyone who was his acquaintances on his trek to the Library, but that's understandable because sleeping in was a popular habit, after all. But thankfully, he doesn't have to cross path with any of the supremacist jerks either. If I had to deal with them this early in a week, I'll be damned for sure.

Pushing the giant, wooden door of the Library, the first thing that welcomed him was the sight of what would probably a gazillion of books, filling every shelf that is presented. Perhaps it would take even longer than an eternity to sit down and read every single one of them. Greeting the librarian and showing his pass, Vincent headed for the Transfiguration sector to get his materials. Since magic is not allowed here, he has to carried them all by himself, but they weren't that heavy.

And it was when he approached the reading tables that he saw a familiar figure, who was seemingly indulging herself in her books. "Mornin' Eve, studious as ever, eh?" Vincent smiled brightly and spoke not too loudly to gain Evelyn's attention and took a seat across her, "How are you doing, lovely? Did you sleep well yesterday?"

He chatted for a while with her about trivial things, before sighing and come back to the main thing that he was supposed to focus on. "I have to finish this report about the classifications of Transfiguration in great details and I have to hand it in for Prof. Erin tonight or else she'll turn me into a cup or something. Why couldn't it be as easy as Charms?" Vincent whimpered, but then smiled again, "But I guess it was my lucky day to meet the Transfiguration genius here. Hope you can help me a tinny little bit?" He winked to her.

Thanks for Evelyn, Vincent had managed to get the report done, and it's 15 minutes away until the Divination begins. "Well, let's head to our classroom, shall we? It's better that we're not late, Prof. Kang is cool, but she can be scary when she's infuriated."

With that said, Vincent accompanies Evelyn as both of them headed for their Divination Classroom. Walking in, Vincent saw that a number of his friends have made it here, which included Chase, Timothy and Leiyona. "Hey there, guys." Vincent greeted them all with yet another bright smile before sitting down at a seat close to Timothy. Vincent, like many others around school, finds Divination to be a huge laughing stock. However, it was fortunate for him that it wasn't that dreadfully hard for him devour, so the best he could do is to try and earn good scores in tests.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Vedika Kang

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From a stranger's point of view, the cold weather was turning the trees bashful; making their branches shiver and causing their leaves to blush. The year had come as it always did: unfalteringly post-haste, and already the students of Remington Academy were seeing its back.

And yet, there was still so much to be done. Exams, quodpot, inevitable drama... and, of course, the All Hallow's Eve Ball. Halloween on its own was a popular time for the magical folk of the world; potions could be brewed more effectively, divination flowed more freely even into the most closed-off of minds, and magic in general seemed to shiver with anticipation cum October 31st. But with the Ball, there was all the more reason to celebrate. Finally, for one night, students would have the opportune moment to abandon their worries, concerns, troubles, and inhibitions, in favor of freedom and music and fun.

But first they'd have to sit impatiently through one more week of lessons and learning, much to their undoubted chagrin.


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Despite the clustering grey that covered the sky, sunlight somehow managed to filter through the drawn curtains. The morning frost glittered outside, and in peaceful slumber, the figure lay beneath layers of fleece and sheet. At least, until a sharp beak clenched down hard on his unprotected ear.

"Ow! Myong mi-?!" An angry hand appeared from beneath the covers, swatting angrily at the barred owl. As the figure raised his head, the bird squawked indignantly, hopping deftly away. Dominic appeared with gritted teeth, raising his other hand to his ear. He noted the blood the cut left on his fingers with annoyance, scowling at the bird as it flew to safety atop the dresser. "Ya! Ikun mwoya?!" The owl only squawked again, and the boy heaved a frustrated sigh as he climbed out of bed. Stopping by the mirror, he inspected the short nick on his ear, rubbing the line of red away with his thumb before grabbing his uniform and getting changed.

By the time he was out the door and on his way to divination, the thin touch of red on the top of his left ear was collecting together and threatening to spill again. It would seem his blood was as stubborn as he himself.

Hardly one for rules or tidiness, Dom's shirt was half untucked, and the black studs (or 'monstrocities', as Professor Wolfart had called them) that adorned his earlobes were enchanted, the white text to change depending on his mood. Right now, they read 'zzz'. Apparently he was still tired.

Walking into the classroom, his eyes quickly scanned the desks. Noting Mac's current absence, Dom walked over to where Vincent and Chase sat, shooting them a lopsided smile as he passed them to sit at the desk behind them.
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Fee awoke far more comfortably than her cousin did; to a pleasant voice calling through her door as opposed to a grouchy familiar tearing a hole in her earlobe. Still, however, she moaned in annoyance, pulling the duvet over her head. It wasn't that she didn't like mornings, quite the opposite, in fact. Fee loved the hues of dawn, and the way frost made the grass glitter, and the way the world seemed to wake up all at once. But Fee liked lazy mornings. The mornings when you could rise at your own accord, and wander about your home at a relaxed pace. Sit on the couch for a little while. Read a book. Listen to some music. Drink a cup of cocoa or eight.

This was, unfortunately, a decidedly unlazy morning. And for that reason, despite her urge to remain cozy under her covers, Fee slid out of bed. In a zombie-like state, she wandered in her pajamas down to the common room, plucked a plate from the pantry, upon which a slice of french toast magically appeared. Then she turned on her heel and returned to her dorm room. By this point, her fellow Orendas had learnt not to bother communicating with her. Whilst in zombie-mode, she wasn't exactly communicative, and someone could probably blow up the common around her and she wouldn't notice. They'd have better luck waiting for a post-shower Fee.

After said shower, Fee was considerably more awake. Putting on her uniform and slipping a woolen cardigan over her shoulders -house colors, of course- she made her way to divination. Catching sight of her professor in the hallway, Fee smiled.

"Morning, Professor."

Professor Kang surveyed her, expression humored. "Indeed it is." A single, manicured finger rose to the corner of her mouth, tapping it in indication. With a frown, Fee looked at her reflection in the corridor window. After a sharp, horrified intake of breath, she rubbed aggressively at the toothpaste smudge that marred the edge of her mouth.

"Thank you, professor." A smile tugged at Kang's features, and Fee followed her into the divination classroom.

By the time Fee had made her way to the desk beside Vincent, and offered the group a friendly, "Hey," The smile had returned to her features.

Professor Kang, meanwhile, was back to her typical, calm and collected expression. "Good morning, everyone. I trust you all had a good weekend."

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Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood

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Fall was in full swing, leaves were steadilly dropping to the ground creating a golden blanket over the grounds of Remington Academy. its trees stood almost bare and rustled cheerfully in the cool breeze. The school had of course take its precautions against the cold and fireplaces were stoked in the halls and classrooms to keep the building warm.

While the chills sent a few shivers through those taking up residence at the school it was very apparent that Remington's occupants were full of the hottest and latest news on who was taking who to the upcoming ball. Naturally in the coming weeks it was clear the teachers were going to get very little from their students as the event was surely far more important than a few grades.


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Sunlight shone through the old dusty windows of the Chandra dorm room, the happy beams of light danced playfully over the closed eyes of one Evelyn Wright. She seemed rather peaceful in her sleep and hand a hand resting upon soft fluffy white fur. There were soft purrs emanating from the fur ball and when Eve finally opened her eyes and tried her best to blink away the sun she found herself staring into beautiful light blue eyes.
"Mmm-Morning... Felix." The cat named after the inventor of cheering charms purred happily at her and she took a few minutes to pet his head and scratch behind his ears before she finally resigned herself to getting up. It was much earlier than she needed to be up but sadly one Evelyn had woken she was cursed with the inability to fall back asleep.

Deciding this was a blessing rather than a curse she got to her feet and began her morning ritual of dressing and fixing her hair. She contemplated a number of silly socks before deciding she would just wear some flats. Turning then to do her hair she fixed it in a wave behind her back and remembered to slip a flower into her hair. It wasn't often that Eve didn't have some sort of floral arrangement in her hair. She slipped her green and gold fabric bracelet onto her arm as a symbol of her house and decided that she looked rather pretty this day.

When she was finally ready she gave Felix a kiss farewell and moved into the common area of the Chandra dorm. Here she readied herself a steaming cup of green tea. She hummed a soft tune as she powered down some cereal and when she was finished she whispered a quick cleaning spell over the dishes and set them aside for someone else to use. It seemed she was the only one up so far and so she made sure to be extra quiet when she grabbed her green backpack of school work and her tea. She left the Dorm and made her way towards Remington's Library. There she could get some work done before the first class of the day: Divination.

Divination was a class that Eve couldn't seem to master despite her best efforts. It had gotten to the point where she was beginning to make things up just to ensure she had something to say when she was forced to look into the fog. Her latest premonition had been that she was going to loose something important to her. However it seemed this wasn't the case so far.
While in the merry month of May from me home I started, Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted... She whispered to herself as she settled herself in the Library. She pulled out some History of Magic Essay she had been working on about the victimization of Vampires in the 1700's. The tune she sang softly was clearly Irish and made her think of home. There was always some form of music playing at home, mainly Irish tunes as the Wrights were quite proud of their heritage.

She had begun work on flipping to a page in her book when a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts. Her head moved up and she looked upon the friendly face of Vincent. She broke into a beam and straightened suddenly. Vincent of course was her most dear friend and she treasured him greatly. He asked her how she was and called her lovely, sending a small blush of delight into her cheeks. Being a red head she was cursed with blushes. He asked her how she had slept and Eve shrugged.
"It was good, no strange dreams no nightmare. I feel rested." She told him. They continued to chat for a while and she set aside her books and let her attention focus directly on her friend. Eve had always placed a higher value on friendship than any grade she could get.

Vincent moved their conversation to explain he needed some help with his transfiguration and she perked up at the idea of being of use. Laughing as he seemed a little frightened of the idea of being turned into a cup she lifted her own tea and said "Cheers then. Let's see what we can do."

They finished with only a few minutes to spare to get to Divination and so Eve gathered her things and walked with Vincent to class. Already quite a few students had made it and they were sitting haphazardly around the room. She noticed that Vincent took a seat close to Timothy and sighed inwardly. Why him? she thought to herself but deciding she could deal with it she sat down as well and smiled at the others.

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This was not exactly the best morning for Collin Huff. He'd spent a sleepless night in his room waiting for word of his father. Henry Huff had been attending yet another rally overseas to protest the Dark Lord reign and it had been over twenty four hours since he had heard from him. When Henry was off fighting for the cause he always ensured he kept in contact with his son to let him know that he was still alive. However this owl was late and it was driving Collin a little crazy. His knee rattled impatiently and when he heard the sound of owl talons scratching against the window he jerked up and rushed over.

The owl carried a small scrap of paper and when it had successfully delivered its note it left without giving Collin the chance to thank it. He rolled open the paper and let out a breath.

All is well


The words were quickly scrawled down and Collin felt a wave of relief move through him and he sank back down onto his bed. It took him a moment or two to process that everything was going to be alright, at least for the moment. Deciding then that he could get a move on with his day Collin stood and began to search his sheets until he found a small dark lump snoozing near the end of the bed. He scooped up the animal and it let out a small squeak of surprise to which Collin apologize deeply for.
"Ah Shit. Sorry Vinny. I didn't mean..." He trailed off and looked at the mouse apologetically. He placed Vinny in the pocket of his trousers and adjusted the straps on his suspenders. He had yet to change out of yesterdays clothes and when he checked the time he decided he could just wear them again.

It wouldn't do to be late again. So Collin gathered his things for class and remembered to spray on some body mist so at least he wouldn't smell too musty. He left his room and grabbed an apple, a yogurt and an bar to eat on the way to class. The thought that his father was alive and well put a little spring into his step and he walked past Professor Blackwood and gave the man a nod before entering the classroom.

There were already a few people there and so he took a seat near the back and sighed a little. He spotted his Friends Yona and Tim and sent them a cheerful smile before he looked down at his food. He opened the bar of Oats nuts and placed it on the desk, her crushed it and let the crumbs lie where they will. Vinny hearing the sound of breakfast eagerly climbed out of his pocket and onto the desk where he munched happily.

And so another day had begun.

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Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Koda Cheveyo Character Portrait: Kieran Grimm Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Torrence Hollingsworth Character Portrait: Orchid Grimsbane Character Portrait: Vedika Kang Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood Character Portrait: Drachen Eld Character Portrait: Helena Eld

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Having grown up in something of a dungeon, it was perhaps no surprise that Torrence Hollingsworth felt so at home nestled deeply within stone walls. Lyonhearth Manor was an estate teeming with history, quite a bit of it hidden under the surface. Secret passages and corridors were everywhere if you knew where to look, and over the years, thanks to one McKenna James, Torrence had come to know the network very well. His favorite spot however, remained the large stone antechamber Mac had affectionately named the β€œHub”, as it had numerous splintering hallways that led to dozens of places throughout the campus. It’s large, open, circular interior also provided a convenient space for his private projects, effectively functioning as a workshop of sorts. His corner to the left was littered with wires, hunks of jittering metal, and various contraptions with blinking lights and unperceivable purposes. Posters of muggle bands littered the walls, working effectively as both decor, and elaborate system of tunnel markers.


β€œStill no luck trying to convert spells into coding? What are you even trying to get it to do anyway?” A familiar set of blonde curls came bouncing into view out of the north tunnel. It wasn’t uncommon for Mac to take morning excursions through the tunnels, but that passage only let out onto the grounds and forest.


β€œIt’s seven in the morning, and you’ve already been out hiking. Do you not sleep or something?” Toric’s voice held an edge, aggravated that she would go off on her own like that. Some of the tunnels and chambers they explored looked more like decrepit ruins, and the thought of Mac getting caught up in something out there alone made Toric uneasy.


β€œHa! That’s rich coming from you! Did you even go to bed last night?” Toric’s silence was the only confirmation Mac needed to smugly continue on. β€œYou’re gonna be in for a rough ride if you get caught snoozing in divination again. A real shame that’d be.”

β€œSince when did you start caring about divination? You’re usually the one cheering to skip it.” Toric snorted in reply, never losing a beat with his coding. He fell into the banter easily, unwilling to start a fight this early in the morning.


β€œAre you kidding, a week before the dance?! I’m taking bets on how many desperate dopes start reading pick up lines in their tea leaves!” Mac cackled. β€œSpeaking of...have you got a date yet or what? You can’t sit out every social event on campus. The loner genius bit gets tacky after a while.”


Toric’s ears turned an embarrassing shade of red, but if his mind flashed briefly to a certain Orenda girl with hair as unpredictable as her whims, he didn’t give Mac the satisfaction of letting on. β€œYeah well, who exactly are you going with hmm? I heard Lukas Krauter was planning to ask you, but he’s a pig working down the list, so I wouldn’t take it personally.”


β€œEw, not even as a joke dude.” Mac made a face. Lukas was a decent enough sort, well groomed, athletic, proportional and all that. He just suffered under the unfortunate delusion that he was god’s gift to women, giving him all the confidence of Casanova without any of the charm.


β€œI’ve got a few prospects in mind.” Mac recovered quickly with a grin, a glint in her eyes that Toric knew all too well.


β€œOh just leave the poor guy alone!” Toric groused, finally shoving away from the makeshift contraption he called a computer to stretch his limbs. β€œNext to Frenching the guy in potions, I’m not sure how much more forward you could be. If he liked you, don’t you think he’d have said something by now?” Koda Cheveyo got enough harassment on a daily basis without Mac hanging off his arm every chance she got. Sometimes when a guy was brooding and unresponsive, it just meant they wanted to be left alone, a fact Toric could attest to.


β€œIt’s a work in progress.” Mac admitted grudgingly. β€œBesides, with what I’ve got planned for today, even he’s gonna crack a smile!” She declared, quickly regaining her optimism. Toric just shook his head, recognizing a losing battle when he saw one. Toric had a bad feeling Mac was just going to have to learn the hard way.

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If Mac spent the better part of an hour after her shower taming her her curls into a coiffe and making sure her makeup was just right, the young witch was willing to forgive herself for the exercise in vanity. Mac never looked like a slouch, but a monday morning session of divination rarely warranted such effort. Today however, had to be perfect, right down to the matching gold buttons. Koda’s brooding nature had proved a formidable adversary, but today she was going to get those perfect cupid bow lips of his to curve into a smile...and maybe a few less innocent things, but for now, Mac would settle for a smile!


Mac had spent the morning scouting out the perfect spot for their next excursion, a place with plenty of mystery and romantic appeal to suit her purposes, but also enough natural wonder to it, that no one could help but look around in awe. Mac couldn’t wait to get him there, and reminded herself to find a nice treat for Auto, since he helped her to find the treasure in the first place.

Once Mac deemed her appearance acceptable, she bound out of the Chandra common room, for once caring about being late to divination. Predictably, Torrence beat her to class, and had taken a seat by himself in the middle row, thumbing through a text about something called Java Script. Surveying the classroom, Mac noticed the usual groups had come together.. Ramsey Blackwood and his gag-worthy posse had begun to form, and while Mac might have been inclined to share a few good morning insults with Drachen to get the day started off just right, today she had other priorities. Sweeping past for once without a word, she hoped the inbred club would catch the hint.

On the other side of the room, was the group she normally would gravitate to, which included a sizable portion of the Fawkes quodpot team. The fact they also happened to be some of her closest friends (rather than her teammates on team Chandra) was a testament to how often people thought she’d been sorted into the wrong house. On a typical day, Mac would join the them, saddling up to Dom, flirting with Tim, or boasting light heartedly about quodpot with Chase. That section had already become a bit crowded however, and as her eyes lingered on the back of the room, she knew exactly where she’d be sitting.

Enchanting a piece of parchment into the shape of a bird, Mac sent a quick note flying gracefully toward Dom, which landed neatly by his hand. I’m on the hunt. Meet up for lunch? Dom would understand, and Mac always filled him in later. With that taken care of, Mac sauntered toward the back of the classroom, taking up the empty seat to Koda’s right.

β€œClear your schedule for the evening, we’re going out tonight!” Mac let out in a hushed conspiratorial whisper, her lips brushing closer to Koda’s ear than was strictly necessary.

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Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Vedika Kang

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"Now you've got him started." Tim bit his lip and folded his hands like he was praying for forgiveness - looking down at the little ferret with a heartbroken expression. The fact that the long black pile of fur reminded him a bit of Nightmare - but bigger - made the corners of his lips twitch trying not to laugh, as he shook his shoulders. "Sorry Fritz" he mumbled. The dark and slightly hoarse voice was followed by one of his adorable smiles- the dimples almost taking over his cheeks. Timothy had always treated animals like "small humans" and he did even show them more courtesy and respect than he did towards some people. Not that it was very hard considering how some humans behaved, sneaking a glance to the table in the back where Drachen and Ramsey where sitting. Looking back at Chase, he fired off a mischievous smirk- seeing how his friend rubbed the ferret's belly. The sight gave him an idea...

"Picture this... becoming an animagus looking exactly like the pet of some hot person. Then getting belly rubbed all day long.." Tim smirked, turning his dark dreamy eyes to the window. Gazing out thinking about what a lovely life that would be.. no more school or homework.. Almost drifting off in his own little daydream..

However, his lovely thoughts where disrupted by the sound of good morning greetings and the arrival of students. Tim had always been a bit "distant and sluggish" once he started to think. So he had to shook his head before grasping the situation, seeing Vince and "that flowergirl" joining them at the table. Timothy called her flowergirl, since she always had flowers in her hair.. But he did not really know her at all, reason being she avoided him like he was the black plague or something. Instead he turned his attention to Vincent, now sitting next to him.

"Oy, morning" steady words accompanied by his custom smile. He reached for Vince's hat, giving it a soft push, making it positioned a bit crooked. "Aaand it's a masterpiece! Now you're dressed to grill some bad laveau students". The fact that Vincent was Tim's first friend at Remington, and knowing how much effort it took for him to accomplish that - probably made Vince the person that Tim had most respect for, plus being forever grateful. Despite this- he could not resist to be a tease from time to time. And how could he have let that hat be! Come on! I mean, it was just like putting candy in front of a kid.

Another voice broke Tims little "bubble". He raised his head, staring up at the figure of one kind and fair little dove. Ophelia. Her smile felt so warm, but made his own die into a dead serious expression. He swallowed hard. Even if Fee always had been nice to him and actually treated him like he was...normal? - he just froze every time he saw her.

Maybe he was part scared of probably the kindest person in the school? Something that was very comical, considering how "harmless" Fee was. Still, he just could not help but to turn shy whenever she appeared. Therefore, quickly -when meeting her gaze, he turned his (now) pale face away. Almost "hiding" behind Vincent as he stared down at the dark veining's on the wooden desk. Looking quite pathetic playing invisable, with his messy locks falling over to hide his eyes.

Meanwhile, professor Kang had entered the classroom. "Good morning, everyone. I trust you all had a good weekend." her calm voice sounded, almost fading out in all the curtains, fabrics and textiles that decorated the room. Making the divination classroom feel like one cozy and dreamlike fabric store - only the crystal balls giving it away. Some students answered her question. A few mumbled and some just shook there shoulders. Tim belonged to that part who just did not bother to answer. Thinking that the weekend had passed by way too fast and another week of studies and- like that wasn't enough- worrying about the ball that was ahead of him.

Timothy tilted his head further down, before curving his lower lip to the side to "blow" the hair away from his face. The blonde hair was still wet after the shower, which had created wet darker marks on the shoulders of his knitted grey cardigan. In the background, he listened to Chase talking about neck ties and teasing Dom - nothing out of the ordinary. He yawned and spun his wrist, making a clicking sound as he did some mornings stretching. When seeing a bit better and finally straightened out his tall siluett (sitting upright again), he noticed Collin in the back - firing off a cheerful smile towards him an Yona. Tim was always quick to react whenever Collin was cheerful. He spun around on the chair, raising on arm - giving Collin a "thumbs up" (like he approved Col's smile) while winking with one eye. He also noticed some other students dropping in. Kieran taking a seat with their big "group" in the middle, not that he knew her very well. He could also see that Mac, his (gorgeous as always) flirting victim, was already present in the room- sitting next to "that silent vampire dude" in the back. Interesting.

Tim turned around, now facing professor Kang as he waited for the class to start. The books and all the tools where already on his desk, as he was eager to just "get this over with". Not that Timothy had anything against divination - the opposite! He enjoyed the "look in to the future" thing and he always tried his best in classes. Most of the time by achieveing "Uuhhmmm uuhmmmm" noises and make things up (half of the time doesn't even understanding what it is he's saying since his mouth just starts to talk by itself). The only problem was that Tim had forgotten to eat breakfast, and knowing they had lunch after this made his stomache growl.

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Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Vedika Kang

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As Vincent sat down in the same table with Timothy, Evelyn also sat down with them, across the table with a visible unpleasant expression. It was only then did he remember that she doesn't really get along with the guy. Facepalming himself, he exhaled a sigh. He should have known by now that even though he got along well with many people, it doesn't mean that they particularly got along with each other either. Hoping that they wouldn't feel too uncomfortable... He sheepishly thought as he cast his gaze around the classroom to see if there's anything interesting.

His stream of thought was cut off when Timothy greeted him and reached out his hand to play with his hat, making it a little bit crooked, stating that he now looked ready to grill some Laveau jerks. Giggling and fixed his hat back to its' original position, Vincent replied, "You might be right, but I'd prefer if I burn them down without even moving an inch of my hat. And you're wearing Men's Hugo, right? Fabulous choice, let me tell ya ~" Timothy is also another precious friend of his and despite being a little eccentric, the guy is reliable. It really is a pain at first to get him to talk, since he was so hard to get, but all efforts paid off, after all.

When Chase spoke up and remarked as of how much he needed an alarm clock more than Vincent needed to study, he chuckled, "Well, I need to do it anyway, whether I like it or not. Prof. Erin will turn me into some sort of public art or something if I didn't hand my report in tonight." Vincent shrugged and laughed, "I just didn't want to kick you out of your beauty sleep so early. Be grateful." He mischievously winked to his roomy. It's always fun having some chit-chat with Chase like this and never would he missed a chance to do so.

Moments later, Dominic entered the scene and Vincent almost felt like his heart was popping the moment he saw the elder Hahn sibling entered the scene. Unlike Chase who outwardly flirted with the guy, he just turned his face away to hide his blushing face. He knows that he's pretty much looking like a teenage girl being lovesick or something, but taking into account of how they are now, he could never mustered up the courage to speak up what he thinks when it comes to Dominic, instead just watching him from afar. But he shouldn't lose his cool, so he tried to smile brightly, "Annyeong, Dom. Have a nice sleep yesterday?" He totally didn't expect that he would spurt that out in Korean, but ol' habits don't die easily.

Luckily, Ophelia also stepped into the classroom almost right away. Turning his attention to her, Vincent tried to distract himself from the fantasies that are whirling around in his mind. Waving to her with yet another bright smile, he greeted, "Mornin' Fee. Sleep well yesterday, sweetheart?" He chuckled as he saw Timothy put his face away, almost as if he's trying to hide from her. It was quite adorable, if he had to say. Ophelia is an endearing girl, and it's not a surprise to see she being loved by many, even Vincent himself, in a brotherly way. She had always looked out for him since they were just kids, so it's natural that he did the same for her as well. If only she didn't have to live in such a dreadful family, but that's not too much of a problem now since he knows Dominic is by her side.

Taking a moment to take a look around, Vincent couldn't help acknowledging how lively the classroom is now since most of the students have arrived. Most of his acquaintances are sitting in the same corner with him. Leiyona is lying faced down on the table, as usual, since Divination and her apparently don't get along with each other, but that's understandable for someone as fierce as her. The geeky boy Collin was smiling to her and Timothy, which Vincent raised his eyebrow at, since it wasn't something you would see everyday. And then it comes to McKenna, who is conversing with her friends. He chuckled slightly as he remembered the last Thursday when they leave a goo bomb disguised in the shape of a love letter in the closet of a Laveau blood supremacist. The look on the jerk's face afterward is totally golden and before the professors could catch their tails, they were long gone. It's never seized to be fun whenever he could sit down and got something cooking with her.

"Have any plan after classes today, Eve?" He smiled and asked Evelyn. He doesn't have a particular plan of what he's going to do afterschool either. Perhaps he should be starting to find some attires for the upcoming ball now. Speaking of the ball, he secretly wondered if anyone would ask him out, or if he had to ask someone out by himself. It's also been a while since the last time he actually do some dancing around, so he got to brush up some practice, too.

When Prof. Kang asked the whole class whether they have had a good weekends, Vincent smiled and nodded to her. Divination definitely wasn't his favorite class, but as with most of the professors in Remington, he holds a huge respect for her. Then, he turned his attention back to the crystal ball sitting in the center of the round table. He knows for sure that he shouldn't trust most of the thing it tells him. Vincent once foresaw that he would be making out with one of the boys he knows, but none of them made him to do that so far. Taking the books and his quill out from his bag, he sat impatiently, waiting for the class to begin.

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Eve went about setting up for class, she pulled out a notebook that she had carefully drawn mandalas over. With a small bit of spell work she had made them glow a cheery yellow with movement. And so they shone brightly at her as she flipped open the book. The pages were filled with notes and small drawings as well as notes passed between her and other class mates. Like Vincent Eve loved conversation and she made a point to keep up communication even during lessons.

She was silent as Vincent greeted his friends and decided that perhaps she was being a little too silent. So when Ophelia was being greeted by Vincent she joined in.
"Good Morning Fee!" she said cheerfully. Deciding it was rude to greet only her and not the others she sent Chase and Dominic and yes even Timothy small smiles. She could fake it if she wanted to. Vincent seemed to be looking around and so Evelyn decided to glance around as well, ever the follower.

She noted that a few students were missing, specifically Vladik. Perhaps he was ill? She frowned a little to herself hoping that was not the case. Her thoughts were interrupted by Vincent who had turned his attention back to her. He asked if she had any plans after classes and she nodded.
"Actually!" She started eagerly. "The green house is starting to mature the Bouncing Bulbs. I hear they can get as big as a door. I was hoping Professor Reed might let me look at them." She realized that may have sounded a little to enthusiastic over a plant so she shrugged a little but kept the smile on her face.

There was something very interesting to her about a giant bulb being able to flatten its caretaker. She made a mental note to perhaps pick up some healing herbs for Vladik incase he was sick. She was sure he would hate the gift but it was the thought that counted. Prof. Kang entered the classroom just then. She settled up at the front and asked how everyone's weekends had been. Eve just smiled and murmured something intelligible as an answer. As class was getting underway Eve took out a small purple pen and wrote in dainty cursive

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Collin felt a small rush of warmth move through him as Timothy offered him a thumbs up and a grin in return. He would go ahead and catch up with Timothy after class. Perhaps the both of them could get in some flying practice that night. It would still be some time before Orenda and Fawkes would have a match against one another unless both won against their team in the upcoming week.

He let his gaze move down to Vinny who had finished the crumbs on the desk and was sniffing around eagerly for more. Collin did have a few crumbs left in his hand and he persuaded Vinny to roll over and even play dead for a few more scraps. As he was doing so Koda entered the classroom and proceeded to sit in the back by him.

Feeling in a fairly decent mood Collin lifted a hand in greeting and watched as Vinny turned his dark eyes upon Koda his nose going wild. The brown mouse scurried on over to Koda clearly smelling something on him, be it a familiar or food Collin wasn’t sure. The small creature stood on its hind legs and looked at the dark haired boy expectantly.

Collin leaned over then extending his arm for Vinny to climb on and gave Koda an apologetic look. "Sorry." he muttered "Vinny is a nosy bugger." Vinny seemed to take offense to that statement however and he moved closer to Koda and eventually jumped onto the boys lap. Collin was too embarrassed to notice that Prof. Kang had already entered and was setting up.


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It was an ungodly hour to be awake, even for people who were early risers, but Vasilia Volkov was already up and about. The young woman quickly made her bed and began her morning routine like any every Monday morning. The young woman wasn't fond of waking up early, being a night-owl, but the truth of the matter was the young redheaded teenager could never get more than four hours of sleep. It wasn't like it bothered her much, in all honesty, she'd much rather tend to her garden at an early hour than to get a couple more hours of shuteye.

Unlike her brother, Vasilia didn't bother to decorate her dormitory with lavishing furniture and adorn it with extravagance. In fact, her side of the dormitory almost appeared to be empty altogether whenever aside from her stack of books that she frequented every day. She took a pause and stared at her roommate sleeping soundly on her bed. The two had barely talked at all other than when it was necessary for the entire period that they had been living together. Vasilia had no doubt it had to do with the fact that the girl was a muggle-born and was fearful of her, aside from the obvious fact, she had a distinctive way in which she occasionally glanced at Vasilia, a mixture of distress and vigilance whenever they were in the same room. The young girl took a quick glance at the long strand of black tape that had been placed in their mutual agreement to make a clear distinction of their living space, to some, it might have appeared to be somewhat comical but the two girls took it with most seriousness in keeping their distance from each other. After all, Vasilia didn't see the need in exposing her to Vladik who surely would have no qualm in harassing her if she were to annoy her in the slightest.

It didn't take her long to get ready before she quickly grabbed her books and notebook before she quickly made her way into the greenhouse as she did every morning. There was hardly a single soul outside of their dormitories, the sun yet to make an appearance. A wide smile was immediately drawn as soon as she made her way into the greenhouse. Vasilia had a smile drawn on her face as soon as she saw her Dracaena looking as lively as ever, its wide leaves had already grown a couple inches since the last time she used her homemade fertilizer.

"You're looking as good as ever Drachy," Vasilia adressed the plant in amusement, baptizing it after Drachen.

The girl made a quick mental note so as to share the recipe to Max, she had no doubt he'd be pleased to hear the fertilizer had been a complete success, after all, he was the only other person Vasilia considered shared her utmost passion when it came to herbology. Only after she finished watering every living thing that required her careful hands did she notice that she would be terribly late for class if she didn't scurry ahead into Divination.

Before too long, the young girl had finally made it outside the classroom. The first thing she noticed was that she had barely made it in time seconds before the professor began the class. Without wasting time with pleasantries the young woman hurried to take a seat next to her brother, Vasilia already feeling Vladik's scornful eyes at her being nearly late.

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I’m on the hunt. Meet up for lunch? Dom read the note with an amused scoff, glancing to his friend as his lips curved into a smirk.

"Looking good as always Dom. I do enjoy seeing you in a tie... The things I could do with that tie." Dominic's expression of response was a cold deadpan. Honestly, Dom was used to Chase's flirtations by now. It was a part of Chase's personality, and the game of smirks was something he seemed to constantly be playing. There were occasions when he had to remind himself that it was just that, a little fun, as Blue had a knack for faux sincerity. It was charming, really. And frustrating.

"Annyeong, Dom. Have a nice sleep yesterday?" Dom smiled at Vincent, offering a firm nod of affirmation, and a warm mhm. Actually, no. He'd had a rather nasty nightmare last night. His boggart had seemingly escaped into his dreams. But he wasn't about to mention it.

Fee's arrival quickly took Vincent's attention, and he offered her a casual wave as he leaned back in his chair.

"Mornin' Fee. Sleep well yesterday, sweetheart?" Fee glanced to the other members of the group, noticing Timothy avoiding meeting her eyes. For but a millisecond, her smile faltered, but then she was back to brightness, and she replied cheerily to Vincent's query. "Yes, thanks. You?"

She didn't get to hear his reply though, because Vedika clapped her hands firmly together, notifying them all that class was officially in session. Having overheard Vladik's angry comment, her lips had only curved into a smirk, not surprised by the boy's distaste. Divination was different from most classes. Most classes, even someone with no skill could study, could practice, and, usually, could get better. But divination? Divination required a natural talent, it required sight. It was a pretentious-sounding thing to say aloud, but it was true enough. If one couldn't see, one seldom ever would.



"Alright. I marked your cartomancy externals over the weekend and the results were... varied." As she spoke, a stack of papers rose into the air, and began floating down the row between the desks, each graded test landing gracefully in front of its respective owner. She smiled, "f you remember, I also promised that I would reward the five five students with the highest scores. Helena Eld. Nikolai Romain. Ophelia Hahn. Orchid Grimsbane. Moira Blackwood. Ten house points each."

She sighed, and the curtains flicked open, letting in the sunlight and brightening up the room. On each desk, a steaming teapot and three tea cups appeared. "Now, with that out the way, get into groups of three." As the class began to move into groups, she spoke over the chatter. "Before we move onto the next topic of oneiromancy, I figured we'd have a bit of a break, and go back to old school tasseography."

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Dominic sighed as the teacups materialized on the tables, already prepared to look a complete moron. Such a thing was inevitable for him in a number of subjects, and deciphering tea leaves in divination was no exception. As Chase rose in his seat, Dom looked up, expecting the boy to swerve around to take a seat beside him. Instead, Dom watched as the boy slipped between the tables, and took a seat beside Torrence and Max. He felt his jaw tighten slightly, and found himself examining Torrence and Max's faces.

Neither of them are bad-looking... in fact, they're both quite handsome... For some reason, that bothered him, and he frowned slightly before turning back to his friends. He opened his mouth to suggest them simply making a group of five, only to catch a certain frenemy's gaze.

"So which of you wants to join us?" Dom caught Keiran's look of near-desperation, and once he noted her partner, he understood perfectly. He raised an eyebrow at Keiran in an expression that clearly said, You want me to play cockblocker? Really? Third-wheeling didn't sound like much fun to Dom, and he hesitated a couple of beats before sighing and getting up to join

their group, shooting his own friends an apologetic shrug before he left. He slipped into free seat just in time for Kang to call out over the class.

"You know the drill. Once you've drank your tea, swap cups with the person to your left, and translate the tea leaves. You're welcome to use your tasseography textbook, if you wish to."

Ophelia, meanwhile, chuckled at Dom's misfortune before turning to the leftover members of their little group, "I guess that leaves us." Reaching out behind her, she took a teacup from another, unoccupied table and brought it to theirs. "We can just be a four, right?"

She reached to take the teapot, moving to fill each person's cup as she mumbled quietly under her breath with a slight wince. "Ooh, hot. Hothothothothot..."

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Collin had managed to successfully retrieve Vinny from Koda, whom seemed to have not bothered with responding to him. Collin had to admit he felt a little relieved and he tucked the small creature into his breast pocket. He leaned back as Vinny adjusted himself and looked up suddenly as Yona was in front of him demanding to know why he had not woken her. His eyes widened a little in shock at her obvious distress. He hadn't even thought to tell her, he felt a rush of guilt and reddened in embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry... Yona... he is-" He was cut off by Prof. Kang entering the classroom and he lifted his hand in farewell as Yona rushed off to her seat.

He wished he could somehow relay a message to her that his father was alright but instead he leaned back into his seat and listened with half an ear as Kang handed out test results and declared the highest scores. His paper landed in front of him and he barely glanced at the Average score. Kang then invited everyone to partner up in group of three. Wishing that group projects could be banned from schools Collin prepared himself for the worst.

He noticed Koda and Mac partner up and was pleasantly surprised when Mac offered for him to join them. He nodded gratefully and shifted his seat closer to them. Mac was already pouring the tea and he reached for dainty little china cup and took a small sip. He tried to act natural despite was scalding liquid burning the roof of his mouth.
He coughed a little before he spoke "Uh Thanks..." He looked over at Koda and then back to Mac. He wondered what it took to make someone so cheerful. Kang suggested that they take out their textbooks to help translate the leaves and he did just that. The large dust book acted as his cup rest as he waited for the warm liquid to cool a little.

"I guess the nice thing about divination is the tea." Collin said softly. He did his best to make conversation. FInally the tea cooled enough for him to chug it down quickly. He swirled the final sip and then passed his cup to Koda who was on his left. Then opening his book to a helpful page he waited to get Mac's cup.
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Eve received her rather poor grade for her paper and quickly hid it. Despite her best efforts she could not seem to master the class. she waited patiently for Kang to explain to the class what they were doing. She straightened a little when she was told they would be separating into groups and was delighted. She loved any chance she could get to chat with her fellow classmates.

She waited a few moments while people partnered up and realized that perhaps she had waited to long. Even Koda and Collin had found groups while she was alone. Deciding that was no good she stood and looked around. She noticed Ophelia and decided that was where she wanted to be.
"Hello!" she said brightly, moving a seat closer to them and when Ophelia said they could be a group of four she sat and took out her book. She noticed Fee wincing as the teapot was rather hot and when the cups were poured she reached over and touched the girls hand. "Are you alright?" She asked. "I could go get a cool cloth if you need?"

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Leiyona finished her cup in no time - she'd always been a fast drinker. After taking the last sip - she passed the cup to Nikolai.

"So what horrors does my future await. Please tell me king of Divination..." Yona said and sighted in boredom, but then she heard a voice. When turning around, she noticed how Jupiter had walked up to join the two of them. "Morning" followed by "May i?". Yona nodded and smiled like an idiot, maybe a bit too enthusiastic. How lovely, they had gotten a 3rd member of the group! She did a hand gesture towards the empty chair and her face was shining like the sun.

"Of course!" she said as she moved the 3rd teacup to Jupiter. A part of her knew that Jupiters reason for joining them probably was the king of divination himself sitting there, but Yona did not mind- she was happy as could be not being alone with him! Now Nikolai would not be able to pester her as much at least...

She leaned back in her chair and raised one eyebrow when looking at Jupi, remembering how it had been fullmoon only 3 days ago. Her sharp expression was asking herself if this 3rd member of the group was in the state of "friend or foe" but she softened when Jupiter sat down. Maybe her "nurse" instinct kicked in and she leaned closer to try and see how bad the damage was this time. But since Jupiter was wearing long sleeves, it was impossible to tell.

"How are you Jupiter? No need to pretend" she said with a soft tone and her worried wrinkles in her forehead had once again appeared. Waiting for Jupis answer, she also waited for them to finish their tea. Leiyona had passed her cup to Nikolai and he was supposed to pass his to Jupiter and Jupi hers to Yona.


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Timothy just kept smiling, with a silent "i bet you will" as response for Vince's answer. He knew his friend was well capable off taking down the levau assholes without damaging or moving his hat as much as an inch. Timothy on the other hand was the opposite- he would normally just let them beat him up beyond recognition -except for that stubborn grin ofc, which never seemed to go away.. Listening to the second half of Vince's "good morning chit chat" made Timothy tilt his head to the side. He'd always been very transparent in his facial expressions. Right now the slightly open mouth and lingering (thinking hard) dark eyes told the spectators that Tim had no clue what Vince whas talking about.

"Who's Hugo?" Then finally a flash of his perfume bottle was seen while searching his past memories. Timothy grabbed the sleeve of his grey knitted cardigan and sniffed it a few times - like the fragrance would trigger anything. "Ooh right.. thank you.. i guess" a voice that sounded a bit distant as Tim continued his trip down memory lane.

The perfume had actually been a gift from his parents, in one of their many attempts to buy his forgiveness and get rid of the guilt they feel for "abandoning" their son. Normally, Tim never used his parents gifts - most of the time being fancy clothes, expensive watches and so on. But when it came to perfumes, his mother did have a better taste than himself (he was completely lost when it came to that kind of stuff, probably just ending up buying the closest bottle and then smelling like an old Troll)...

When returning to reality Tim noticed how the class was about to start. The graded test was lying in front of him on the desk, and there was also a teapot and some cups. Apparently tasseography was on the schedule. When turning over, Tim confirmed what he already knew. He'd passed with flying colors in some mysterious way - like always. Even tho he wasn't one of the top students - he seemed to have the "gift" of divination. Quite unexpected for a big goofy dude, but then - he did have his head in the clouds most of the time.

The groups started to form and Tim sat in silence and anticipation - watching how Chase left their group and joined Torrence and Max. Tim hated this kind of tasks - forming groups by own choice. Something that often ment he was left out alone because no one wanted to team up with the wierdo. When Dom left for Kieran and Helena - Tim looked down with an apathic expression. Vince, Flowergirl and Ophelia was surely going to group and Tim would be the leftovers. That was what he thought, until her voice sounded.

"I guess that leaves us." Tim watched with big eyes as she took a 4th cup from an empty table and brought it to theirs. "We can just be a four, right?". His shoulders sank probably an inch in relief, but then he felt as how his heart skipped a beat. He was in the same group as Fee and Flowergirl! Ophelia who made him shy and Flowergirl who seemed to avoid him. But then.. She had given him a smile this morning! Maybe Flowergirl was generous today... Even so - thank god Vince was there to protect him from the scary girls.

"Ooh, hot. Hothothothothot..." Tim was fast to look up when hearing the words, and watched as Ophelia winced in pain over the hot teapot. His mouth tensed up in a narrow line and he looked quite annoyed rather than worried. Thinking he should have done it instead of her... it was not like he felt any pain, but even if he did - he would not hesitate to take it upon himself instead of Ophelia. Thankfully Evelyn seemed to tend for her hand at least... "Next time... Just let me do the hot teacup thing" he mumbled quiet. Not that he was angry or anything (even tho he might have sounded like it)..

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As Ophelia placed down the hot teapot in relief, she was alarmed by the reactions of those around her. At Evelyn's kind words, she smiled in a combination of reassurance and embarrassment, waving her hand dismissively. "Oh no! I'm fine, really. It didn't burn me or anything."
What shocked her more so, however, was Timothy. The annoyance in his voice almost made her knock over her teacup as she moved to pick it up, and she bit her lip as she felt another flush of embarrassment.
Good grief, it wasn't that hot! Why did you have to say anything? Now you've gone and gotten everyone fretting about over a kettle.
"Next time... Just let me do the hot teacup thing."
Fee couldn't pinpoint whether Tim's comment was spurred by concern or frustration, although the sinking feeling in her chest suggested the latter. For a beat, she felt unfortunately chastised, but it was a momentary break in her typical persona, and then she was back to smiles.
"Not a chance. What use am I if I can get thwarted by a teapot?"
Reaching for her cup, she downed her tea, enjoying its sweetness. Thus was the magic of the tea served in Divination; it altered its flavor to suit its drinker's personal tastes.
After finishing her drink, she slid the cup towards the person to her left.
"I'm picturing a pretty awesome future for myself, so try not to disappoint, okay"