[h2][center][b]Misunderstanding[/b][/center][/h2]
[sub][right][b]Interacting with:[/b] [@Trainerblue192] [@Scribe of Thoth][/right][/sub]

“[color=a187be]Declan, leave the boy alone.[/color]” The woman said, rolling her eyes as the man clutched his chest dramatically. “[color=a187be]We’ll take our leave. My apologies again for our hasty judgement. If I there is anything I can do to repay the insult, ask for Rowan Batisma at the Student Council office after classes end.[/color]” She curtsied and walked off, Declan falling into step with her. 

“[color=ed1c24]I hope your partners are willing to share copies of that audio. I’ll need something to laugh at when student council gets hectic.[/color]” Declan groaned and grumbled under Rowna’s laugher as they disappeared out of the arena.

[h2][center][b]Friends?[/b][/center][/h2]
[sub][right]Interacting with: [@Jade Blades][/right][/sub]

“[color=f26522]Yeah, you right.[/color]” Ryan slung an arm around Joryldin’s shoulders. “[color=f26522]Hold on. I’m the best in the group when it comes to this but sometimes my landings are a tad… violent?[/color]” The boy dug pulled a thin wand, with more than a few scorch marks on it, a held in in front of the pair.

“[color=f26522]Eloozqxr fyselmriq ke umdumufh.[/color]” He spoke softly and slowly, the words thick and heavy in the air. He flicked his wand as he did, silver lettering shimmering in the air before swirling around them. The world folded together, slowly at first but speeding up as he spoke, and they tilted, falling along the collapsed skyline until everything turned dark and snapped into place, the open sky above them replaced with a ceiling mere centimeters from their noses. Ryan whispered “[color=f26522]Oh, fuck[/color]” from a few feet away and screamed as the pair plummeted. The vampire landed on a couch  and a few other voices shouted angrily as Ryan dropped on them. 

The dorm Joryldin dropped into was similar to his own with a much more lived in feel to it. Art decorated every wall in a wide variety of mediums. Two mages sat side by side across for the couch sharing a pair of headphones plugged into a laptop, laughing with a few others across from them. The male wiped his eyes as he laughed, mockingly saying “[color=9e0b0f]I’m a lover, not a fighter. If that makes me seem a coward, then I coward I shall act.[/color]” The girl next to him doubled over as she wheezed. “[color=9e0b0f]He used to be so suave![/color]”

Evalyn sat in the middle of the room, glaring at a younger version of Ryan. “[color=00a651]Figure out what you want before asking me to help! [i]Its too much like last year’s[/i], [i]Thats no enough like last year’s[/i]. Which one do you want?[/color]” She huffed and turned her attention to Joryldin. “[color=00a651]Sorry ‘bout that! Ryan’s the only one who has a decent enough grasp of that stuff to safely bring you over. You can punch him for the shit landing if you want[/color].” Ryan, after being shoved out of the laps of a few others working on another set of papers, flicked the girl off.