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Scarlet Wraith 
Grand Hall

Unknown male
Grand Hall[/center]
[i]“It’s good to see you too Lume-Lume.”[/i]

Since their very first introduction the emerald haired trouble maker put it upon himself to give the callous junior a most adorable nickname. A swift scolding would befall anyone who dare refer to her as anything other than Lumen; however, Axel was excluded from said reprimand. Often pretending to find his humor tasteless she refused to laugh or smile in his presence. This was difficult at times especially since the outline of his arrogant smirk was contagious. One could find themselves swept away by such devious charm though she knew better. 

With all joking aside a serious tone from the trickster made cloudy orbs gaze in his general direction. When speaking about the Headmistress’ condition both often could not help but feel empathy toward the stern yet generous woman. Even Axel’s playful demeanor subsided to a more compassionate manner, and Lumen rather admired that rare side of him. Within a matter of minutes his familiar teasing commenced once again, and the previous heartfelt sentence faded into the past. Long locks of shiny hair slid forward slightly as she nodded—a gesture of understanding—and then watched his shadowy form disembark to the dormitories. 

Instead of trailing fifteen minutes back to her own private dorm to prepare, the Headmistress previously sent a private tailor to deliver Lumen’s dress into one of the ladies lounges located on the second story of CTS. Rather than stroll through the main entrance and likely be seen by newcomers, a discreet route was taken that no one except Axel knew of. An entryway naturally hidden by impenetrable creeper vines and only accessed by magical properties. This area could be found with great difficulty on one side of the massive building closet to the Tordred Maze. With no eyes upon her or anyone to witness her admission she moved indoors and up a winding staircase to ready herself. 

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An elongated lessor mirror reflected a decent structure so she trusted it, turned off the light switch, and contently emerged toward a balcony attached to an imposing double staircase. This spot overlooked the entire Grand Hall and each fancy draped student within. Eyes began scanning over all shaded figures, counting bodies in her head until she caught sight of a different aura. Hands tightened onto the iron wrought railing wondering why [i]she[/i] was attending. One would either observe the statuesque cast of the woman with icy waves of hair easily or glance right past. The enigmatic Junior known as Scarlet blended into her surroundings quite easily like a chameleon when she desired but apparently her disguise did not go unnoticed for long. 

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[b]“Oops, pardon. My mistake.”[/b] Pompously he saluted to the random stranger he before wobbling off to make another scene without helping out. This time a lean shoulder accidentally bumping against a woman with a coiled cardinal mane admiring the glamorous surroundings.

[b]“Magnificent eh?”[/b] He overheard her say and then repeated the word. 

[b]“Quite mistaken, love. You must be new...Such a shame.”[/b] The handsome stranger sneered while casual hands reached inside a secret compartment inside his emerald jacket to remove a steel flask. From there he sipped without shame and offered the red head some by tilting the container a tad. 

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