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 Location: Academy Gate - Front Courtyard
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Hudson[@Erklings25] | Lorenzo[@Helo]
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A drop of rain touched her nose, waking her to the outside world from where she sat in one of the large trees of the schools front gates. Piercing ice blue orbs turned to look above the figure, through the blanches to the oddly bad weather on campus. She had only been here for a year, though she knew that the bad weather was a sign of something. From what she knew, it was a sign of the coming war; the war that Hades had spent training her for. Unlike her two half siblings, Auria had lived her life in the Underworld; her life force tied to the Land of the Dead after living there for so long. Long lashes cast shadows over high cheekbones, face turning to look down across the yard, watching new and returning students walk through the gates. There were a few she recognized; one of which was Hudson, whom was always upset the day after one of their sessions. 

The lithe figure dropped from the tea, landing on the grass beside the drunk, knees bent just enough to cushion her spine. Body shifted, straightening upward, cat-like in movement. One could almost imagine the tip of a black tail flicking behind her in nervous anticipation. Of course, Auria wasn't one to get nervous, or really understand human emotions at all. Hudson had been teaching her to catch basic social cues, but she wasn't as good at learning that as she was at raising the dead. Listening for a moment, she avoided the man who seemed overly cheerful, walking with purpose. Long confident strides across the grass and concrete, tight jeans outlining her long legs; black knee-high combat boots on her feet. Tank top hugging her torso nicely, half hidden under her sweater. Inside the hoodie on the other hand, she had several knives hidden. 

[color=#7E587E]"Hey you."[/color]

She stopped not far from where Lorenzo was handing out fliers for his 'secret' opening party. The daughter of Hades looked at the son of Ares not as an enemy, nor a friend; a potential ally if giving the proper incentive. They might not have interacted much other than training and classes since she got here - mostly because of her inability to interact well with people - but she could smell the violence on him. His capability for mass destruction intrigued her; she was always up for a fight, loving the chaos that destruction wrought on the living. For the last little bit of summer, she had entertained the idea of talking to him, but the Nymph she spoke to often hadn't been too sure of the match. Not that Auria had been thinking romantically - she knew nothing of people, not caring much for anything. She was lucky that none of those crazy love-obsessed kids hadn't gone after her yet just to see what would happen. 

[color=#7E587E]"What's this I hear about a party?"[/color][/center]