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[COLOR=CCA1A1]Grimoire:[/color] N/A
[COLOR=CCA1A1]Skills:[/color] Memorization, Acrobatics
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Cassie sat and waited as the others trickled in. Willow being first. Cassie's eyes lit up seeing her, but diminished just as qickly. She still liked Willow, still wanted to be her friend, but she was still sore from Willow's words. Cassie had wanted to help, sure, but part of it was also both of them being new. As much as Cassie wanted to meet others and explore and learn, she also wanted to ensure she had someone here that was in the same boat as her, albeit Willow was obviously more trained. Cassie thought Willow understood that, but she was wrong. If she wanted to be with others and not her, Cassie would not get in her way. Cassie nodded slightly, but kept silent. 

Cassie's eyes drifted over to the other jorunals as Willow picked up hers. The two that remained were for Cal and Nick but....wait did Cassie see that? She looked again and saw the name on one of the journals. It wasn't a name she recognized. Did they have someone new in their coven now?

Paedrus? And the last name was the same. Did they have another brother?

Her answers were quickly given as Nick entered. He looked...different. Last night's events must have taken it out of him. His eyes scanned the jorunals too and he quickly went over to get his, covering it up quickly. Cassie looked at him, wondering why she was being so weird about it.

Before she could ask Cal entered and sat down next to her, grabbing his own jorunal. She felt heat in her face. Was it her imagination or did he seem especially happy to see her? But wasn't he comfortable with the twins? With Willow? Was it for real or for pleasure? Was that a possibility for her also? 

As her mind wandered to interesting areas, Professor Mikail entered flamboyantly. Cassie smiled warmly as he went on to explain what they would be doing together. She was thankful to have Professor Mikail as her mentor. She had a feeling out of all of the ones here, he would be he one she was most comfortable with. 

Discovering mysteries of the past sounded intriguing and Cassie watched intensely as Mikail wrote on the old-fashioned chalkboard. The words he wrote tickled Cassie a bit. She was sure she remembered something. She studied Latin at home with her teachers, something she thought would never apply in real life, but she knew those words. And she remembered reading how it applied in history. 

But, her eyes drifted to Cal. Would he be impressed with her knowledge? Perhaps so, but if she wanted to have a chance with him, she needed to be bold. Since Mikail offered tea, then tea would have to do. [color=CCA1A1]"I know this one,"[/color] she said as she picked up two tea cups and placed them in front of her and Cal. She started to pour some in her's as she spoke. [color=CCA1A1]"Loosely translated it means 'Witch's Hammer'"[/color]

As Cassie started to turn to pour some tea for Cal, she felt her foot slide a bit on seemingly nothing as she stumbled a bit, tea pot inching over and the lid slipped off, as she saw the amber traces of the liquid leave its home and land squarely on Cal's lap. Cassie's eyes widened in horror as she swiftly set the pot down. [color=CCA1A1]"Oh god, I am so sorry Cal! Let me clean that up."[/color] Cassie grabbed a towel and started patting Cal's lap as she slowly realized how close she was to him and his....well you know. Heat burned her cheeks and she tried to clean up, but realized she should stop patting him. She left the towel there. [color=CCA1A1]"Sorry about that! Umm where was I...right so back in the 15th century there was a man named Heinrich Krammer who wrote a document detailing ways to handle witches, demons, and spirits in illegal manners. Despite being condembed by the Inquisition at the time, the Pope supported it. This also coincided with the invention of the printing press which allowed it to spread qucikly. This was also a huge part of the Witch Hunts in Europe."[/color] Cassie sat back down, decidedly not looking at Cal. [color=CCA1A1]"I am so sorry Cal."[/color]

She wished the Earth would just swallow her whole.