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[COLOR=CCA1A1]Grimoire:[/color] N/A
[COLOR=CCA1A1]Skills:[/color] Social Cues + 3
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Cassie was positively brimming with excitement. She was standing amongst many with experience and knowledge. She was most looking forward to what she would learn about herself, but of magic in general. Having been sheltered away she knew precious little about any of it. And given what she was able to do it seemed better to learn here than at home.

Professor Mikkail seemed genuine and pleasant. To hear he was from another planet might not surprise most here, but Cassie had her gasteds flabbered. He was a dragon? Or rather, like a dragon. The only dragons Cassie knew of were in fantasy novels and legends. She was already learning so much and it was the first day!

Then Professor Mikkail introduced the other two in their coven. One, Nicholas, seemed to want to be anywhere else but there. But Cassie couldn't quite get him. Perhaps he was stoic on the outside but a warm, gooey marshmallow on the inside. Yes, that had to be it. Or....[i]gasp[/i], was he in love with her? Cassie had read about this before. A man showing almost no interest who secrelty liked the girl. Cassie felt herself get warm a bit. Ok, Cassie, focus elsewhere. Except...

The other was...gods above...the incredibly handsome man she had been eyeing since she got here. Was someone testing her? As Mikkail spoke Cassie's mind wandered...

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It was the start of freshman year as Cassie scrambled with her books and folders and other school-type materials. She was finally free. On her own and doing it for herself sisters! She was looking forward to the school year. Raising her hand in class to answer a question that stumped everyone else, taking part in various clubs and organizations to raise awareness for puppies or the oceans or whatever social cause was trending, and spending nights with her girlfriends having pllow fights in their shared dorm room and talking about what cute boys were around.

Cassie's mind was a-flutter when she knocked into something hard. She fell and landed with a soft thud on the grass of the quad (was it a quad? Why was it a quad? Quaaaaaad). She looked up as the sun was blocked out by the imposing figure before her. She could just make out some features as a hand was offered her. She took it willingly, allowing the touch to send ripples through her nervous system. The figure turned out to be a man as his face came into view. A face blessed by the all-seeing beings who looked over the world on a particular good day. His eyes met hers and she could swear there was a shadow of a smirk on his playful lips.

"I am so sorry miss. I was in the way. Please, allow me."

He, unfortunately, let go of her hand but scooped down to pick up the various paraphenalia she had once held. Cassie couldn't help but admire the view more as he bent down. Yep, the gods certainly blessed this man.

He returned her things. "The name's Cal. I am a student here in literature. I love reading books with strong, powerful female leads and always make sure to let women finish their sentences without interruption and don't explain myself to them like I know better than they do just because of my gender"

Could a man be more perfect. [color=CCA1A1]"I'm Cassiopeia, but you can cal me later."[/color] She heard that line before.

Before she could take in Cal's reaction another figure came upon them. Cassie looked over as another man came up to her. He was dressed in a leather jacket with a tight, white t-shirt on. He gave off a "idgaf" attitude. He looked her up and down and before Cassie could register if this was charming or not, he spoke. "Sup, name's Nicholas. Why don't you ditch the nerd and we can hop on my bike and later we can talk about how I act like a bad boy but am secrelty warm and care about others, especialy baby animals, and we can go to makeout point or whatever it's called here like that isn't in any shape problematic considering the audience."

Cassie felt a surge of emotion. How could she possible choose? Cal stepped forward and up to Nicholas. "I don't claim ownership of her because she is her own person and I accept all women #MeToo, but I saw her first and she clearly wants me."

Nicholas scoffed. "Please, look at me and then look at you. I can show her everything you can't wihin the confines of boundaries and consent because even though I am a rebel with a heart of gold I sill value consent because consent is hot."

"Consent is hot," Cal admitted. Then the two of them drew closer. And closer. Before...[/i]

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Cassie snapped out of it. What did that last part mean? Anyway...

Cassie returned focus back to Professor Mikkail. [color=CCA1A1]"I wouldn't mind picking your brain later professor about some questions I have about my particular magic, but as of right now I am good! It is so nice to meet you all and I am looking forward to a great school year!"[/color] Cassie nestled closer to Willow, hoping she would consider it a friendly gesture. Cassie hoped she made a new friend here. She knows she could use one.