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Kieran Grimm

"Don't underestimate the allure of darkness... Even the purest of hearts are drawn to it."

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



Sometimes I think I was born backwards. You know, come out my mum the wrong way. I hear words go past me backwards.
The people I should love, I hate. And the people I hate...


Kieran Grimm



Allegedly aromantic

German and Irish


B L O O D 0 S T A T U S
Unknown to her

S O C I E T A L 0 P O S I T I O N


115 lbs

Kieran's eyes are said to be her most captivating feature. Her eyes are a piercing crystal blue described as being able to see clearly into the darkest parts of someone's soul. Though over time small specs of grey have appeared giving a small glimpse of the sadness and darkness she has tried to keep masked.

Kieran doesn't put much effort into her hair allowing it to fall into it's natural dark waves. Her hair is a dark brown sometimes appearing nearly black in color that waves and sometimes even has soft curls randomly throughout it. She rarely brushes it normally just running her hands through to comb it or control it's sometimes frizzier days with a braid or two. At it's longest, it reaches her mid back though normally it reaches her chest.

There's just something alluring about Kieran Grimm. She isn't movie star heart nor particular hard to look at but she does have a certain way about her that reels people in. She's not particularly tall or short but she does have an incredibly thin frame and her average height does give her a nearly childish appearance. Kieran carries a certain darkness around her like an aura and maybe that's what people find so interesting. She often is by herself or in a very small group of people but not entirely interacting or giving much of a genuine smile save for her sultry smirks. She often has a 'dirty' appearance about her but in a way that makes her seem more interesting or as if she was just causing trouble. She doesn't really brush her hair giving it a frizzy wild appearance with it's natural waves and randomly placed curls along with loose fitting clothes that don't always follow the dress code policy making her appear like a rebel when truly she's just dressing for comfort. As far as makeup goes, Kieran only dark eyeliner that often ends up smudging. She does sport many scars many of them across her hands and back along that she attempts to keep hidden away and a tattoo on her left forearm she got mysteriously as a child.


Intelligent 0 Guarded 0 Prideful 0 Dark 0 Apathetic

INTELLIGENT. It's no surprise that Kieran was placed in house Chandra. She's a highly intelligent little thing receiving the highest marks that she could hope for in her classes always putting the highest effort she can even in classes that are not her strong suit. She's often one found to be studying or hoarding books on spells not even taught in class while vigorously taking notes. She's highly dedicated to learning all she can and will spend many nights awake until sunrise because of this. Though Kieran isn't only intelligent when it comes to academics... She also seems to be quite talented at studying people. She may not feel much empathy for other people but she does have a way of analyzing people and pin pointing their strengths and weaknesses almost like a computer.

GUARDED. Often one to keep others at bay with high walls and snarky remarks, Kieran is an incredibly guarded person. She's not much for people pleasing but that's not saying she can't make friends though she's hardly on the high popularity list when it comes to her social skills and ability to be unbearably blunt. Kieran struggles with trusting people enough to see the very worst parts of her after the life she has lived. She doesn't let people see her true self even though the real vulnerable her is the kindest girl anyone could ever meet. It's unfortunate she locks up the possibility of ever being her true self.

PRIDEFUL. Pride is said to be the deadliest of all the seven sins and one Kieran has become awfully familiar with since her magical powers have grown. She is fully aware of her skill set and isn't afraid to boast them when necessary with an example though her greatest hubris lies within her academic studies. Kieran is one to often boast about her high marks or raise her hand as quickly as possible for the chance of blurting the correct answer in her best subjects. For such a little thing, she has quite the big head.

DARK. No one could possibly imagine the sweet child she had once been before the darkness had taken over her. Kieran used to be so full of life watching the leaves change and fall outside her window and quick to help anyone in need. She once hand a kind and gentle heart willing to give the clothes off her back to a homeless man and would cry whenever she couldn't help those in need though life had a way of ruining all of that. She's no been consumed by her own darkness and demons she tries so desperately to hide away becoming the cold and dark vixen that she is now.

APATHETIC. Kieran has dramatically changed from the person she once was. She was broken and consumed by her own darkness becoming something that couldn't care anymore. She feels no love, no hate, no form of empathy. She is completely numb of feelings now save for the ones she is able to parade around like a mask to hide her own empathy and the blackness in her heart. A small fraction of her old self may still remain but for now that version of herself has been lost.

DARK MAGIC. Kieran seems to have a certain affinity for the dark arts often using her free time to study once forbidden spells for fun.
OCCULEMENCY/LEGILIMENCY. A practice she had to teach herself and takes great pride in her mastery over it. She's spent years perfecting the art and even spent an entire summer just so she could get better at keeping her mind guarded. She's best at Occulemency but has started to get better in Legilimency.
ALCHEMY. To Kieran, this craft is both practical and intriguing when it comes to changing the elements. She's able to apply alchemy to her elemental magic and finally has gotten the hang of turning water into ice which seems to be her preferred element of use.
NONVERBAL SPELLS & WANDLESS MAGIC. Nonverbal spells came quickly with Kieran though wandless was difficult to master. She can perform Occulemency without a wand along with water magic and some charms.
CHARMS/HEXES.A simple task for Kieran as she has always received high marks in both. She finds them to be fun on days where books aren't entirely entertaining her.

POTIONS. If given a written exam on the different potions and their properties, Kieran would ace it with 110%. Though trust Kieran with making a potion herself, and one would risk the chance of blowing up the entire school. She finds potions to be interesting though she is absolutely dreadful at them.
HERBOLOGY. She could easily differentiate them all but Kieran is the master of killing plants.
SHAMANISM. No matter how hard she tries, Kieran simply doesn't understand Shamanism. She's done as much studying on the craft as possible though she can never perform it well. One of the few classes she can never get a high mark in.
DIVINATION. Divination is just a whole lot of staring at nothing trying to understand the point of looking into a crystal ball for answers. Divination just doesn't make any sense to her mind no matter how hard she tries to do well.

Kieran's story first begins with a young Pure Blooded wizard and the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. She was a muggle florist and the young wizard always made stops at her shop each day that he returned to Remington Academy. Even after his graduation he still made frequent visits despite being promised to another. He had spent his life despising those of non wizard blood of the purest form yet this young woman had been his exception. Her kind heart had one him over just like how his charm had won her for one night of passion and romance. Nine months later, beautiful baby girl with her father's hair and her mother's eyes were born though at the cost of killing the woman the young wizard may have loved.

He knew he could not raise her due to his family's status and promise to another. He instead did what he thought was best... He hid her away within the muggle world to be raised by a muggle family in hopes of keeping her safe. If only he had chosen wiser...

The family was neither kind nor gentle like her mother had been though they seemed like it in the beginning. They were a pleasant Christian family from when Kieran had gone by a name since forgotten. They had been sweet to her in the beginning. The perfect family off a Christmas card. They encouraged their sweet little daughter to be kind towards those in need while also enforcing church every Sunday and a prayer before every meal. It had been perfect up until the day her magical powers came.

When her magic manifested, her parents grew wicked and cruel. They called her the spawn of the devil and often would beat her with a belt or switch if they caught her using any sort of magic. One day, Kieran had grown angry and used her magic against her 'mother' causing her father to nearly beat her to death. Kieran covered herself the best she could as she cried in pain and eventually passed out when suddenly... It was gone. Her parents had vanished and she had woken up fully healed and a mark upon her forearm with gifts laid before her. The first had been a letter giving her clear instructions to seek out the Eld Family to become their apprentice and eventually attend Remington Academy, the second was a ring shaped like a black feather, and the final gift was a powerful wand.

She followed every instruction clearly even taken on the name given to her within the letter. This was how Kieran Grimm was born.



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Kieran is rather capable as a chaser when playing a 'friendly' game though she has chosen to enjoy the game from the sidelines. More time for studying this way.


A dark figure she can not recognize that is meant to be her true father abandoning her once again with her old self chasing after him but never able to reach him.

Kieran doesn't know what side she should play for. Her life has been a series of tragedies in the muggle world while her magical one hasn't been the worst. She simply doesn't care to choose a side and only wants to further her growth as a wizard though what's to come may cause her opinions to later change.

Kieran's most treasured pet is her precious little Boomer. He was a bit of an experiment at her owners breeding business trying to create a 'tame' Jarvey for personal and hunting use. They mated the most docile of the litters together along with a few with a regular ferret until they eventually came to Boomer's litter of mutts. He is definitely much calmer than his ancestors and nice towards Kieran for the most part but he still has a tendency to be rude in speech towards those who aren't his owner. They have a special bond with each other in an odd way and wherever Kieran is, Boomer is typically somewhere close.

Kieran is always seen with a ring around her finger that appears to looks like the wing of a crow. It had been gifted to her years ago. There's dark magic hidden within it though Kieran has yet to be able to unlock it. SHe also always keeps the letter given to her when she was young folded up in her pocket.

F C: Kaya Scodelario 0 H E X: 454545 0 U S E R: Tigerz

So begins...

Kieran Grimm's Story

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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.


Ramsey Blackwood
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Moira Castillon
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Chase "Blue" Beckett
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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.

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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.
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.

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.

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...

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Fall was certainly in the air during the fresh Monday morning at Remington Academy. Students worried over the O.W.L.S would be spending their leisure time studying in hopes of achieving a passing grade while the popular Quodpot players would worry abut bring their house to glory with the matches to come.

As the leaves changed their beautiful colors, the students seemed to be changing as well. The long anticipated All Hallows Eve Ball was just around the corner and who was going with who seemed to be the hottest topic. Scoring a date to the ball seemed to be much more stressful than any exam or ongoing war.

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An alarm clocked sounded as Drachen laid perfectly still in his sleep unbothered by the sound. He was too busy being engulfed by his own dreams of glory and power to truly care about his roommates loud awaken or decision to throw the annoying alarm clock at him. "Oy! Asshole!" If the clock were meant to hit him, Ramsey most certainly did a horrendous job at that as it merely grazed his hair and skipped off the floor with a loud crash. Drachen did not stir from his sleep despite knowing fully what was to come just like every other morning.

Drachen's sheets had been ripped from him as his roommate lurched over him in his boxers in his typical angered fashion that often made others wonder who was the calm one of the two. "Get up you lazy ass!" His voice seemed to echo through the room as Drachen opened his eyes and proceeded to roll them in utter annoyance. Drachen was half tempted to command Loki to attack for the sake of teaching his roommate a lesson but then that would kill off his only male partner in crime.

Drachen first threw his feet off the bed in order to sit up just as Loki awoke with a jump in his step as he ran over and came to a halt before his owner. Drachen rubbed his eyes and stretched a bit before patting Loki on the head and beginning his morning routine. He grabbed a shake green in color and chugged it down with little effort before getting dress in his suit rather quickly for the day though the process of Drachen doing his hair took much longer when Ramsey cried out to him once more. "I'm going to go get Moira. You coming?"

Drachen did the last finishing touches on his hair before straightening his outfit out and making sure everything was perfect before responding to him. "You should know by now that perfection like this can never be rushed, Ramsey." Drachen smirked as he followed behind with Loki just at his heels as per usual. Drachen hardly payed any attention to who he passed by or who he managed to knock down with a bump of his shoulder as they mus be beneath him considering he didn't take the time to acknowledge them. He caught wind of Moira and Ramsey with their usual banter.

Drachen had made a comment just as Ramsey had left his sister to find a seat for their divination class. "I wonder who you were hoping to bump into over your darling brother." He gave her a subtle wink as he disappeared into the Divination classroom to take his usual seat next to Ramsey as he looked around the room wondering where Helena was.

Helena's morning seemed to be much quieter. She did awake to the sound of the alarm and brought her hand down to silence it before stretching all across her wiping off the bit of drool on her cheek from being lost in her dream. It took her a few more minutes of tossing around and stretching her joints to a pop to finally get herself out of bed. Athena awoke in a similar fashion before leaping to her bed to get in a few pets and rubs from her owner. Helena soon stood up as she walked with light feet over to her roommate's bed and pulled the cover down just enough to get of a glimpse of Kieran's face.

Helena leaned down and spoke softly into the girl's ear to wake her. "Time to wake up, my love. You don't want to suffer being late for class." Her lips curled in a smirk before she planted a kiss upon Kieran's forehead and went around the room getting her things together for the day while Athena watched intently. Helena was fully dressed and combed through her curls deciding to let them cascade down instead of hiding her gorgeous locks in a neat bun.

Helena was ready to leave though she did make a stop at her special alter to light an incense of frankincense as a homage to Hades as All Hallows Eve was just around the corner. She could very well light a candle to Aphrodite to ensure the perfect date to the ball though Helena preferred not to trouble her beloved Goddess over such a simple manner. After all, who would ever deny Helena Eld?

Not taking the time to see if her roommate was behind her, Helena opened the door and call out to Athena. "Έλα." Athena sprung from Helena's bed and followed at her blue heels as she walked down the corridor begrudgingly having to button her shirt up to the collar after a teacher took the time to stop her. She passed a few students and greeted them with a flirtatious whip of her hair before finally deciding to enter her Divination class where Drachen and Ramsey already were while Athena waited outside the room with Loki.

Helena walked into the room purposely swaying her hips. She greeted her brother with a hand on his shoulder but quickly drew her attention to Ramsey as he sat next to Drachen. "Good morning, Ramsey." Her voice almost purred as she stood behind him and leaned down with her arms draped over his shoulders and her hands on his chest. "I just love you in a suit." This time her voice purred into his ear as she smirked and finally took a seat next to Drachen who seemed on the edge of steaming though he was clever enough not to say anything just yet though Helena wasn't helping. Though she was more concerned over who she wanted to score as her date to this ball.

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Kieran laid on her back lost in sleep... Well, not entirely. Kieran was never one to really get much as she spent most of her nights up studying with the aid of charms and muggle Red Bull to keep her awake until she felt satisfied with what she accomplished. Though even nights she managed to rest, Kieran always awoke from flashbacks and nightmares. Much like today, Kieran had attempted for get some form of sleep but accomplished next to nothing. She instead just laid in her bed with her eyes clothes listening to her roommate awake and move about the room. Kieran pulled her covers up to hide away in her blanket shield only to have Helena penetrate it by pulling the covers down.

"Time to wake up, my love. You don't want to suffer being late for class." Her lips felt soft like velvet against her ear and her felt warm but sent shivers down her spine. Kieran did her best not to stir just as Helena decided to kiss her forehead. Kieran kept her eyes shut refusing to look at her roommate and allow herself to be toyed with like a game of cat and mouse.

Helena was finally out of the room giving Kieran to open her eyes and breathe a loud sigh of relief. That the divines that was finally over before Kieran caved into her own temptations like so many times before. Kieran just hoped her will would stay strong this week with O.W.L.S as that seemed to be the only thing on Kieran's mind. She didn't really put any thought towards the dance and personally saw no use in attending if the 'precious' Eld's weren't insisting on her attendance with them.

Kieran threw herself out of her bed only to have Boomer come fling out with her. "Bitch!" Kieran rolled her eyes. "Don't be so dramatic, Boomer." She walked around the room throwing her typical outfit together for the day. Kieran was not too found of the dress code though she had been thrown in detention enough times to at least put some effort into her outfits. She dressed herself and began to put her favored gauges into her ear before begrudgingly putting on her tie. She honestly looked more like a boy with long hair and eyeliner on at this point than a girl but she liked it and was out the door with Boomer running up her leg and clinging his claws on the back of her Letterman jacket.

This mornings distraction had caused Kieran not to be the first one in the room one of the first times in her life as she was always overly punctual to every class even if she hated any of them. The same went for Divination as Kieran saw no point to the class but still made a habit of coming in early.

Now Kieran was faced with the decision of where to sit. The simplest choice would be with the equally hated Ramsey Blackwood and Drachen Eld along with Helena though Kieran despised having to breathe the same air as them if she could actually knew what hate genuinely felt like other than the description of emotions. She decided she'd instead rile up Drachen's feathers but taking a seat next to one of the few real friends she has in this school... Chase Beckett and Dominic Hahn. She didn't entirely get along with the others seated at the table though it was totally worth how hysterical Drachen was going to get with her later.

Koda had been woken up when a white fur ball by the name of Micco decided to lay on his face after Koda ignored his alarm. Koda groaned at his well trained stoat forcing him to get up for the day but caved out of annoyance. He first allowed Micco the step off him before following by getting out of bed knowing fully well Micco would get nippy if he didn't soon.

He stretched his body in every possible direction after standing up before eventually hiding away in the bathroom to wet his hair in an attempt to slick back his curls to achieve the 'coiffed' look. Though of course, Koda's curls never wanted to listen to him and went wherever they pleased making his efforts pointless just like every other morning before.

Koda eventually was able to throw on his carefully selected school uniform. He took his time making sure everything was perfectly in place. Appearances didn't matter much with Koda's status though that still didn't stop him from making sure he looked his best every day but also made sure to incorporate the 'bad boy' flare some of the rumors about him had by finishing his polished look off with a leather jacket.

Koda was at the door when he whistled for Micco who came sprinting off his bed and leapt into Koda's bag before he walked to Divination class. Koda had chosen a seat hidden in the back as soon as he arrived and ignored most of the people in the room. He came quietly to his selected seat and said nothing as always while he watched the class begin.

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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 “Hub”, 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.

“Still 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.

“It’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.

“Ha! 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. “You’re gonna be in for a rough ride if you get caught snoozing in divination again. A real shame that’d be.”

“Since 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.

“Are 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. “Speaking 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. “Yeah 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.”

“Ew, 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.

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

“Oh just leave the poor guy alone!” Toric groused, finally shoving away from the makeshift contraption he called a computer to stretch his limbs. “Next 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.

“It’s a work in progress.” Mac admitted grudgingly. “Besides, 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.


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.

“Clear 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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"You're acting ridiculous." Helena rolled her eyes as Drachen was noticeably fuming. "She did that on purpose. She's acting like-" Helena was quick to cut him off. "And you're acting like spoiled little brat who didn't get their happy meal toy." She looked back behind them to where Kieran was sitting then back at Drachen. His entire mannerism over the ordeal was fairly amusing and she made a mental note to reward Kieran for it later. Of course, Helena needed to add another smart ass comment towards her brother since she was the only one who could get away with knocking him down a few pegs.

Helena pursed her lips for a moment noticing Drachen squirm out of the corner of her eye. She hadn't said anything to him but all it took was change of expression for him to shiver in his suit. If their was anyone who terrified Drachen, it would most definitely be his sister Helena. He never wanted to be on the receiving end of her wrath or cause her any means of wrong doing. He could never bring himself to do anything of the sort. Drachen instead did what he knew she wanted and silenced himself by staring forward despite being so bothered by Kieran's obvious attempt of defiance. He'd deal with her later when Helena wasn't around.

Something in Drachen shifted as he sat up straighter than before with devious little smirk him and his other half, Ramsey, seemed to be known for. That look never meant anything good from him. "What are you planning?" Helena inquired him. Drachen responded at first with a shrug but not before leaning over and whispering into her ear. "You'll have to look into one of your crystal balls to find out." Helena rolled her eyes again as Drachen sat up straight once more still smirking.

Helena had shrugged it off and was going to continue bombarding Ramsey with flirtations for the sake of annoying her brother just as the professor clapped her hands to gain the class's full attention. "Alright. I marked your cartomancy externals over the weekend and the results were... varied." Helena also followed her brother in sitting straighter than before though she straighten her back for very different reasons as she crossed her legs. The test grades flew through the air to their respective desks as Professor Kang continued. "If you remember, I also promised that I would reward the five five students with the highest scores. Helena Eld. Nikolai Roman. Ophelia Hahn. Orchid Grimsbane. Moira Blackwood. Ten house points each."

Drachen was definitely not pleased over how poor his grade looked compared to Helena though something else seemed to bother him as he glared at the door and muttered a comment. "Oh look, the Gypsy Trash is here." Helena followed his eyes to the doorway where Nikolai Roman was standing with a bright red apple in hand and very obviously not following the dress code policy very well. He had on a casual buttoned t shirt with every button possible undone underneath his white vest paired off with a wooden cross that seemed a bit ironic on him. His pants were as white as snow and seemed oddly placed with his black dress shoes. Of course, that was never enough for Nikolai's 'look'. He had his eyes painted in eyeliner and his nails matching the black of his shoes. It was toned down compared to his usual attire but it still wasn't a surprise on him.

Nikolai's paper came floating through the air and into his hand since he hadn't chosen a desk yet. He'd heard the end of Kang's announcement and gave a mischievous little grin as he walked late into the room. "Oh, Kang... This is one of the reasons why you're my favorite." He put the apple on her desk and gave her a wink that wasn't subtle in any sort of way before taking his time in choosing a seat. He favored sitting in the front but the thought of leaving his favorite victim all alone in the back caused Nikolai to make his way back towards her and take a seat right next to her. Though he did move his chair a little closer than was necessary.

Kang had announced for them to get into groups of three and Nikolai grinned down at Leiyona even though she wasn't much shorter than him. "Looks like you're stuck with me if you want to pass, sweetheart." He winked at her and put his arm around her chair not caring that they needed a third. This assignment was going to be easy for him and probably the only time people wanted to be paired up with the Muggle Born Gypsy.

Drachen had turned to Ramsey right away after the announcement. "You, me, and Helena." Helena snorted a laugh. "As if... Find your own victim." She quickly left the two and snuck up behind Kieran to wrap her arms around her. She knew it'd make her uncomfortable which was the whole reason she did it. "So how badly do you want a high mark, love?" She giggled into the girls ear. "One of your cute little friends could join our little three way group too." Her words were placed purposely for the sake of getting a reaction from the others seated at the table. This was going to be a fun lesson depending on who joined them.

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_____Orchid bolted up out of bed at the crack of dawn as Orchid always does; with a hail of blankets and curses. Once you've lived your whole life with it you start not to mind it so much, but the headaches never get any better. She only assumes it's normal, after all extensive use of magic can drain even the most astute wizards and witches, Orchid is no different. Every day as far back as she can remember she wakes with a pain in her frontal lobe. No doubt because of how many metamorphases she'll go through in one day, even the involuntary ones. Then there's class and practicing and all manner of shenanigans that certainly add to the riff raff going on in her little skull. It would be maddening if she wasn't already a bit mad herself.
She sit in bed for a while and rubbed her temples, the sharp pain slowly dulling into a livable ache. After breakfast and a nice hot bath it usually went away until the next morning. With this thought in mind she removed her fluffy blankets with a sigh and moved to the communal bathroom to do normal everyday bathroom things like washing hair, applying makeup, etc. etc. Most would assume Orchid would simply change her face to look as if she had already applied her makeup instead of preforming the teadious action herself. Orchid would be the first to say absolutely not. The mere idea of holding a face all day long is not only tiresome to even fathom but nearly a larger waste of time than doing it herself. Besides, painting the face was fun and Orchid was good at it. She did always take extra time to make sure her hair dark purple locks were curled just right and her clothes were ironed. She even made sure to spritz her favorite perfume, a warm sandalwood scent. She giggled as she drew up her gray stocking over her knee and up her leg. Oh yes, the picture of perfection indeed. The irony was never lost on her and never ceased to amuse her.
Headache, and now toiletries, out of the way, Orchid sat for a moment on her bed and at 2 or 3 granola bars, not feeling especially up to walking clear across campus for normal breakfast when her first class was half the distance. She was anything if not resourceful. They were bland as can be but she wolfed them down quickly and moved to grab her backpack and sweetie bag. As much as she would like to completely replace every facet of her diet with an absolutely comical amount of sugar, a witch needs her nutrients. Not to mention the all manner of ghosts and ghastlies her mother would send to torment her had she gotten wind Orchid wasn't eating her apple a day.
Headache, then toiletries, and not food over and done with, she walked over to Fernando's cage and smiled sweetly at the sleepy little carnivore before softly rasping on it.
"Bon dia Fernando. És el moment de començar el dia , una preciosa."Good morning Fernando. It is time to start the day, Precious One.
He gave the sleepiest little yawn and stretched out his crystal-white wings before blinking tiny, bleary red orbs at her and squeaking softly. She cooed happily and opened his cage slowly and carefully used her finger to wedge under his little toes so he latched onto her rather than his perch. She finally drew him out and held him up so that his upside down face was level with hers. After the gentlest of Eskimo kisses she moved him toward her shoulder. He got the hint after some nudging and, with obvious batty grumpiness, fluttered about for a bit before perching on her shoulder and hiding his face in his wings.
"Res d'això es bat travessa . Vam dir anem a comportar-se més o menys m'ajudi T'estic canviar de nou al carrer rates."None of that you naughty bat. Today we're going to behave or so help me I'm switching you back to street rats.
He gave a small squeak in submission before softly burrowing in her hair and nuzzling her head. She made a kiss noise and placed her backpack on her shoulders before finally setting off to class. It would have probably gotten underway right now, but if she knew Kang, she wouldn't be any good until her second to third cup of tea. She, of course, listened to music on the way and decided to forego mentos for a sucker today since it was morning and she'd already brushed her teeth. This one was strawberry of course since it was her favorite flavor, and she had a good bounce to her step as she made it to class just in time to see Kang handing out papers. At least she didn't miss anything important. Though, when she heard her name in group with the best grades she couldn't resist a small jig before fully entering the class. She knew she was good at Divination and didn't need the validation, but that doesn't mean she's not one to like her ego being stroked every once in a blood moon. She couldn't stay receded in the darkness for much longer though as the blinds were pulled apart with a strong amount of light filling the room. Naturally, Fernando, hissed and screeched before spearing up into the rafters to brood.
"I hope it's nice and dark up there, Nosferatu,"she said under her breath as she rolled her eyes. Cat was out of the bag any way, so she sauntered down the aisle waving at the other students in the class. "Hello everyone!"
Normally this would seem odd, but for almost everyone in the school Orchid could boast, if not neutral, a friendly relationship with and this was the quickest way to make everyone feel included. She was a politician, she was a friend, a judge, or even a confidante. She was what she wanted to be, and she didn't see a point in being nasty to anyone...yet.
She saddled up behind Helena and looked into the air at nothing in particular. The sugary treat made a pop as she pulled it from her now red-stained lips. While she was closest to Helena, she spoke at a volume that at least those surrounding could here. She did give Helena a look before exclaiming dramatically with her hand gracefully befallen her forehead,
"Oh my! Little Lonely me with no partnership to be found! What is a witch to do?"

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Koda had been watching silently as the room filled with various students clustering into their respective rooms ignoring him as he so preferred. Koda had taken the time to take out a notebook and pen waiting for the class to begin hoping not to be disturbed in his cherished silence in the back of the room. Of course he rarely got what he wished for when McKenna had entered the room. He had hoped she'd go off and mingle with her equally social friends though that never seemed to be the case any time she spotted Koda.

She had sauntered on over to the seat beside him causing Koda to shift uncomfortably in his seat to keep from being to close though that didn't stop her. Her voice had fallen into a whisper just as her lips managed to graze his ear. It took all of Koda's strength not to flush a bright hue of red when it happened. “Clear your schedule for the evening, we’re going out tonight!” Koda already knew she would plan yet another adventure of hers to drag him along to but that didn't stop him from letting out a deep sigh. It wasn't like he had much of a choice with her. Koda had a hard time saying no to McKenna.

The class was drawn to attention by Professor Kang by clapping her hands together giving Koda a breathe of fresh air as he did his best to focus on what was being said about their test scores. Koda was a bit displeased that he hadn't scored the top 5 but he still did well as usual in the class anyways.

Kieran, on the other hand, did not fair so well as Divination was one of the few classes she managed to struggle in and her exam score certainly proved it unfortunately. She'd been quiet so far since taking her seat away from the gang of future Death Eaters though she really didn't interact with anyone. She simply observed the others as they spoke amongst each other since she had nothing to input at the moment. She wasn't feeling as snarky today with her comments just yet.

"Now, with that out the way, get into groups of three." Kieran finally opened her mouth to see who was willing to group up with her hoping it'd at least be Chase or Dominic since they were really her only friends at this school. That was until the sudden feeling of arms draping over her ruined such plans. "So how badly do you want a high mark, love?" Kieran practically squirmed in her seat at the sound of Helena's voice. The giggle next to her ear didn't help Kieran's annoyed expression and readiness to bolt at any moment from the Half Veela. "One of your cute little friends could join our little three way group too."

"How generous of you." Kieran rolled her eyes just as Boomer managed to wiggle his way out and hide under a seat. Kieran envied him right now. She looked out at her table hoping one of them was willing to save her by playing the role of cock block. "So which of you wants to join us?" Kieran spoke without much of an expression on her face as she forced Helena's hands off of her.

Koda didn't squirm in his seat at the announcement of groups though he wasn't entirely a fan of not getting to work alone. He looked over at McKenna when the tea pot and cups came to the table. He handed her a cup and poured the tea before doing his own and looking out to see who would join them. He figured they'd easily get a third considering how social McKenna was compared to him.

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Koda looked sullenly resigned, and while it was far from the enthusiastic response she might have liked, Mac had learned to accept that was the best she was likely to receive. At least for now, she assured herself quickly, relentlessly cheerful. Tonight would be a turning point Mac was sure, and she was determined to make certain he enjoyed himself. Then, the next time she dragged him along to explore some new cavern or crevice, maybe he’d even look forward to it. That was a pleasant thought.

Mac noticed the mouse before she saw Collin, who’d been pretty quiet in the corner so far. Koda didn’t seem to react to the small visitor, which was comforting in a way, as Mac might have been more than a little upset if an, albeit cute, rodent could get more of a response from him than she could. Crawling around in tunnels and other abandoned structures had mostly desensitized her to such creatures, so Mac’s indulgent glance at Collin’s familiar was pleasant, if a bit disinterested.

When their paper’s came floating back, Mac wasn’t the least bit surprised she hadn’t made it into the top five, though the fact she’d eked out a passing mark was a pleasant turn. Pity, or a great deal of amusement on Kang’s part, Mac suspected had to the most to do with it, as the young witch hadn’t taken the assignment the least bit seriously. While her reading of the cards were technically in line with the book, Mac had used them to make ridiculously absurd predictions that read more like jokes than actual glimpse into the future. The sight, as far a Mac was concerned, was something you had or you didn’t, and even then she was deeply skeptical. Prophecies had a tendency to be conveniently vague, and with parameters like that, you could twist anything to fit if you wanted it to badly enough.

Turning to Koda, Mac shrugged apologetically as she glimpsed his far superior mark, resolving to at least attempt to take today’s assignment a bit more seriously for his sake. Watching the tea set float to their table, Mac couldn’t help the bemused smile that twisted her lips as she realized she’d ironically predicted their lesson earlier in the morning. ‘Apparently I’ve got more of the gift than I thought!’

Mac accepted the poured cup with good cheer, her eyes glancing sideways at Collin, still without a group, nearby. “We’ve got an open spot.” She called over in clear invitation that was neither pushy, nor grudging. Collin was welcome to join if he needed a group, and if he had better prospects in mind, there would be no hard feelings. Mac suspected he’d accept though, as it was both convenient, and Collin seemed comfortable around Koda, which was nice to see. While Mac enjoyed the times she had the dark brooding boy all to herself, she liked the thought of expanding Koda’s social circle with friendly presences; she’d seen too many people act toward him in pointless cruelty over the years.

Toric barely glanced at his returned assignment, noting the passing mark, and using the parchment as a bookmark with an air of disgruntlement as he was forced to abandon his preferred text. He looked up as Max made his late entry and took a seat in the open space to his right, returning a quick nod in acknowledgment. Max was an alright sort, though they weren’t particularly close. Toric didn’t complain though, there were far worse options in this room he could be stuck with, and as it became apparent they were supposed to pair up into group of three, Toric scanned the room for an additional prospect with a grim stare.

Mac had already situated herself with Koda (of course), and it looked like she was ushering Collin over to be their third. Ramsey’s corner was out of the question, not that Toric thought they’d demean themselves to join his group anyway. Glancing at the Fawkes group just made him feel tired. Toric didn’t really have the energy or extroverted social skills to fit in there, but considering the size of the group, run off from there was probably their best bet.

Toric was contemplating calling out to one, Dom maybe, when he caught sight or Orchid. Always one to make an entrance, Toric proved a dutiful audience to her theatrics. His eyes were transfixed by the candy he knew without being told was strawberry as it passed between her lips, plumping them and leaving a glossy red stain. Toric had the sudden uncharacteristic urge to be bold, call out to Orchid and offer her a seat. Then she saddled up next to Helena, whose arms were already around Kieran, intent clear, and the moment passed. Toric might not have any gift of foresight, but he could see that group all but formed clear as day. Slumping back into his seat, mood soured considerably as he began denying to himself he’d had the urge to begin with as he pulled out his divination book. Max could worry about getting them a third, he’d likely have more luck regardless.

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As per usual, Koda had been dead silent as he sat next to McKenna. She called Collin over to join their group and Koda was friendly enough to give the boy a nod. The two weren't exactly chums or anything but Koda didn't mind his company. He really hadn't been paying attention to any sort of socialization the two may have been having as he decided to focus on the assignment at hand. Koda wasn't entirely a fan of someone reading into his future but there was nothing he could really do about it if he wanted to keep his high marks in the class.

Koda had received Collin's cup before he even had the chance to down his own tea. Koda finally made a sound by sighing as he threw the contents back in one large swig before passing his cup to McKenna who happened to be sitting on his left. He was sure she'd have an interesting prediction for him. Koda focused on Collins cup though he hardly looked at his textbook as he scribbled down predictions into his spiral notebook.

Kieran was able to breathe a sigh of relief when Dom had been the one to answer her call. At least now Kieran wouldn't be completely tortured with Helena's constant and unwanted flirting. Plus they were sort of friends so it wasn't like they were horrible company towards each other. Helena also loved a challenge when it came to Dom which would take some of the attention off of Kieran for once.

Kieran had flipped open her text book just as she gulped down her tea. Unfortunately for her, Helena was to her left and the one reading her fortune while Kieran would be attempting to read Dom's. She waited for him to hand her his cup already knowing she would have no idea how to decipher any of it. Such a shame for Kieran and her grade.