Camael arched a brow in question, but didn't lower her sword or changed her stance. The demon gave a sign of peace, but Camael didn't trust it. Who could trust a demon, especially someone like Abaddon. "The company?" She scoffed, a haughty air once again surrounding her. "Well I don't enjoy yours, so run along now."
When Abaddon turned his back and drew in his wings, Camael almost felt his pain. The breeze brought the coppery smell of blood, and the angel dropped her stance. The tip of her sword met the cement as she attempted a step forward, but stopped herself before she did so. "Are you okay?" That was all she would allow. Angels were natural creatures of sympathy, and she couldn't deny the concern over Abaddon's state. Still, there was a thin line that couldn't be crossed, so that small bit of concern should be enough, right?
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Elizabeth Fontaine
Beth listened to her friend's answer and chuckled. "An aging spell? You're so weird," she teased, a light smile on her lips. She supposed that characteristic was one of rhe few that drew her close to Tessa. The girl was definitely interesting, and Beth was known to always be surrounded by interesting people. Even if the interesting people in her last school threw her under the metaphorical bus, they were still undeniably interesting people. Thankfully, her new friends at Hogwarts weren't like those at Beauxbaton. They were better, and they would never hurt her the way her old friends (if she could call them that) did. She could trust them, she was sure of that.
Beth took a large gulp of her pumpkin juice, before replying to Tessa. "Sounds great. I was planning on practicing as well." She looked around and noticed that there were a lot of students walking in the Great Hall. She saw some of the other house's Quidditch players and made up her mind. "Are you done? I think it'll be good to get some early morning practice while the other houses are still eating." She stood and straightened her robes, all the while tossing a bright smile towards her friend. "Then let's head over to Hagrid's when we're done. Up for it, cherie?"
Beth listened to her friend's answer and chuckled. "An aging spell? You're so weird," she teased, a light smile on her lips. She supposed that characteristic was one of rhe few that drew her close to Tessa. The girl was definitely interesting, and Beth was known to always be surrounded by interesting people. Even if the interesting people in her last school threw her under the metaphorical bus, they were still undeniably interesting people. Thankfully, her new friends at Hogwarts weren't like those at Beauxbaton. They were better, and they would never hurt her the way her old friends (if she could call them that) did. She could trust them, she was sure of that.
Beth took a large gulp of her pumpkin juice, before replying to Tessa. "Sounds great. I was planning on practicing as well." She looked around and noticed that there were a lot of students walking in the Great Hall. She saw some of the other house's Quidditch players and made up her mind. "Are you done? I think it'll be good to get some early morning practice while the other houses are still eating." She stood and straightened her robes, all the while tossing a bright smile towards her friend. "Then let's head over to Hagrid's when we're done. Up for it, cherie?"
Jordan Mason
Near the end of the third chapter of her book, Jordan heard a cough followed by her name. It gave her pause and she looked up from the words that had kept her attention, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of the head of the Ravenclaw house. She closed her book and fixed her glasses, a clear indication of her nerves. Despite being in her final year at Hogwarts, Jordan was still highly insecure of her status, especially since Draven used her old surname. Dammit, the pang of loss still stung, but she pushed it down and offered him a shaky smile. "Good morning, sir, but it's only Mason now. The Latner family would have me hunted down if I continued using their name."
She looked around for the first time since she'd opened the book and saw that more students were milling around, talking animatedly with their friends as they hurried to their destinations. Jordan would wager that they were headed to the Great Hall to grab a bite to eat. She herself was headed there despite not being hungry at all, but now that she thought about it, perhaps the Great Hall wouldn't be the best place for some reading. She wouldn't be able to focus with all the ruckus of the different houses combined. Maybe she would see Hagrid to hang out at his hut and sneak a preview of the creature he would be showing later.
With that in mind, Jordan turned her attention back to Draven. "Are you heading to the Great Hall, sir?" she inquired, looking around the place. "Or the Headmaster's office?" That made her halt her train of thought. What in Merlin's name was she doing in the hallway to the Headmaster's office?
Near the end of the third chapter of her book, Jordan heard a cough followed by her name. It gave her pause and she looked up from the words that had kept her attention, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of the head of the Ravenclaw house. She closed her book and fixed her glasses, a clear indication of her nerves. Despite being in her final year at Hogwarts, Jordan was still highly insecure of her status, especially since Draven used her old surname. Dammit, the pang of loss still stung, but she pushed it down and offered him a shaky smile. "Good morning, sir, but it's only Mason now. The Latner family would have me hunted down if I continued using their name."
She looked around for the first time since she'd opened the book and saw that more students were milling around, talking animatedly with their friends as they hurried to their destinations. Jordan would wager that they were headed to the Great Hall to grab a bite to eat. She herself was headed there despite not being hungry at all, but now that she thought about it, perhaps the Great Hall wouldn't be the best place for some reading. She wouldn't be able to focus with all the ruckus of the different houses combined. Maybe she would see Hagrid to hang out at his hut and sneak a preview of the creature he would be showing later.
With that in mind, Jordan turned her attention back to Draven. "Are you heading to the Great Hall, sir?" she inquired, looking around the place. "Or the Headmaster's office?" That made her halt her train of thought. What in Merlin's name was she doing in the hallway to the Headmaster's office?
Camael stood and moved to a more tactical position. She could already feel Abaddon nearing, and a tug in her stomach informed her that no, this second meeting wouldn't be good. She closed her eyes and sent a prayer to the Creator, asking for strength and guidance. When she opened them, her wings were present, all six of them cradling her. In front of her was a flaming sword, it's light as bright as the burning sun itself. It was the very same sword that shunned Adam and Eve from Eden, and as such, it held ancient powers that only skilled angels could properly wield. She grabbed it, feeling the power run in her veins, and prepared for battle. Abaddon was a powerful demon, and Camael wasn't going to take any chances.
Her lips were pressed in a thin line as she felt Abaddon's arrival grow near. "Welcome," she greeted, knowing that Abaddon would have no trouble hearing it.
Her lips were pressed in a thin line as she felt Abaddon's arrival grow near. "Welcome," she greeted, knowing that Abaddon would have no trouble hearing it.
Elizabeth Fontaine - Great Hall
Beth thought about Tessa's question. Apart from being in the Hufflepuff Common Room and Quidditch practices, she'd never seen what Tessa could do in classes. She'd heard about the special class where Hagrid would be introducing some form of mutated dog or whatnot. Initially, she wasn't that interested in it, but the look on Tessa's face definitely screamed that she hoped Beth would attend. So, the good friend that she was, Beth grinned and said, "Only if you're gonna come with."
Beth finished what was left of the bread and thought about what the special class would bring. Seeing the creature would definitely be amusing and informative. Beth gave an internal shrug. The creature could turn out to be something epic. Another plus side would be that it was a mix of students from all years. She could meet new people that she would normally never talk to. That was something to look forward to.
She turned back to Tessa, grinning slightly. "What else do you have planned for the day?" she inquired. She herself had full classes for the day, but she hoped to spend the free time she had to catch up on some practice - whether it was for Quidditch or her music, she still wasn't sure. Maybe if Tessa had something nice planned out, she could join her.
Beth thought about Tessa's question. Apart from being in the Hufflepuff Common Room and Quidditch practices, she'd never seen what Tessa could do in classes. She'd heard about the special class where Hagrid would be introducing some form of mutated dog or whatnot. Initially, she wasn't that interested in it, but the look on Tessa's face definitely screamed that she hoped Beth would attend. So, the good friend that she was, Beth grinned and said, "Only if you're gonna come with."
Beth finished what was left of the bread and thought about what the special class would bring. Seeing the creature would definitely be amusing and informative. Beth gave an internal shrug. The creature could turn out to be something epic. Another plus side would be that it was a mix of students from all years. She could meet new people that she would normally never talk to. That was something to look forward to.
She turned back to Tessa, grinning slightly. "What else do you have planned for the day?" she inquired. She herself had full classes for the day, but she hoped to spend the free time she had to catch up on some practice - whether it was for Quidditch or her music, she still wasn't sure. Maybe if Tessa had something nice planned out, she could join her.
Alex looked around her, head reeling. Where had all these people come from? What in the world happened to her sanctuary? "What the hell?" she parroted Yolanda's statement, finding no other words to say about the situation. One moment she was alone and snoozing on a bench. The next some man approaches her. Then another second later, the zoo became home to an impromptu little shindig. Alex raised her hands up in surrender, obviously she couldn't claim the zoo as her own anymore, especially since she wasn't the only shifter around.
Speaking of shifters, Alex turned back her attention to Titus. By his thinly veiled words, he must be one of them as well. That was the only explanation as to why any sane person would enter their rundown city and the ruins of the zoo. And for some reason, he'd approached her for help, even though there was a bunch of other people lounging around in the zoo. She felt Darren's pain. She'd only wanted some time to rest, relax, especially under the stressful situation that was their messed up lives.
Whatever. First things first, she needed to make sure that this man in front of her really was a shifter. So, in a voice that invoked no questions, she ordered, "Shift." After she'd made sure that the man was one of then, well... She'd handle that later. Maybe she'd pass off the responsibility to someone else since there's so much of them running around willy nilly. But, yes, first things first. She stared at Titus, unblinking and awaiting for him to confirm everything.
Speaking of shifters, Alex turned back her attention to Titus. By his thinly veiled words, he must be one of them as well. That was the only explanation as to why any sane person would enter their rundown city and the ruins of the zoo. And for some reason, he'd approached her for help, even though there was a bunch of other people lounging around in the zoo. She felt Darren's pain. She'd only wanted some time to rest, relax, especially under the stressful situation that was their messed up lives.
Whatever. First things first, she needed to make sure that this man in front of her really was a shifter. So, in a voice that invoked no questions, she ordered, "Shift." After she'd made sure that the man was one of then, well... She'd handle that later. Maybe she'd pass off the responsibility to someone else since there's so much of them running around willy nilly. But, yes, first things first. She stared at Titus, unblinking and awaiting for him to confirm everything.
Elizabeth Fontaine - 6:31 am - Hufflepuff Dorms
Beth woke up to the sound of bustling all around her. She released a loud groan and tucked her head beneath one of her fluffy pillows in an attempt to drown out the noise around her and get a few more minutes of sleep. Her fellow Hufflepuffs weren't gping to have that though as she felt a body jump in her bed next to her. Another seemed to be wrestling the pillow away from her face, and one more was stealing the blanket from her. She groaned and attempted to fight them off, but ultimately, she failed. "Time to wake up, Beauxbaton," she heard a familiar voice say followed by a sharp bark.
She sighed and sat up, eyes still closed. She didn't need them to be open to know who had disrupted her from her sleep. She reached a blind hand out and, soon enough, was met with Diana's silky fur. She gave her loyal companion a pat before she used her free hand to rub the sleep from her eyes. "Morning," she muttered. She slipped out of the bed and changed into her school robes, still trying to shake away the few remnants of sleep from her body.
The Olivero twins, Diana's accomplice in waking her master up, tossed something towards Beth. "Kid left it behind," Grace, the older twin began. Faith, the younger, sidled up beside her and finished with a deadpan tone, "Again."
Beth caught it expertly, having been used to the twins' antics. She examined it and saw that it was Tessa's bag. Faith was right. This was the umpteenth time that the young Hufflepuff had forgotten her bag, and this wasn't the first time Beth had been tasked to deliver it to her. Even if she wasn't good friends with the girl, she would have still given it to her. That was just how she was. She nodded to the twins and finished her preparations,
Once she was done, she slipped out of the dorms and into the kitchen, stealing a piece of bread from under the cooks' nose. She shot them a cheeky grin when she heard a few indignant shouts sent her direction. She then headed straight to the Great Hall where she knew Tessa would be, sitting in the same place she'd always sat.
And sure enough, when Beth entered the Great Hall at exactly seven, she saw Tessa exactly where she expected her to be. She walked over to her friend and casually tossed the bag towards her. "There you go, Captain Forgets-a-Lot." Beth sat down beside her and took a bite of the bread she stole from the kitchen. She held up the other loaf and offered, "Want some?"
Beth woke up to the sound of bustling all around her. She released a loud groan and tucked her head beneath one of her fluffy pillows in an attempt to drown out the noise around her and get a few more minutes of sleep. Her fellow Hufflepuffs weren't gping to have that though as she felt a body jump in her bed next to her. Another seemed to be wrestling the pillow away from her face, and one more was stealing the blanket from her. She groaned and attempted to fight them off, but ultimately, she failed. "Time to wake up, Beauxbaton," she heard a familiar voice say followed by a sharp bark.
She sighed and sat up, eyes still closed. She didn't need them to be open to know who had disrupted her from her sleep. She reached a blind hand out and, soon enough, was met with Diana's silky fur. She gave her loyal companion a pat before she used her free hand to rub the sleep from her eyes. "Morning," she muttered. She slipped out of the bed and changed into her school robes, still trying to shake away the few remnants of sleep from her body.
The Olivero twins, Diana's accomplice in waking her master up, tossed something towards Beth. "Kid left it behind," Grace, the older twin began. Faith, the younger, sidled up beside her and finished with a deadpan tone, "Again."
Beth caught it expertly, having been used to the twins' antics. She examined it and saw that it was Tessa's bag. Faith was right. This was the umpteenth time that the young Hufflepuff had forgotten her bag, and this wasn't the first time Beth had been tasked to deliver it to her. Even if she wasn't good friends with the girl, she would have still given it to her. That was just how she was. She nodded to the twins and finished her preparations,
Once she was done, she slipped out of the dorms and into the kitchen, stealing a piece of bread from under the cooks' nose. She shot them a cheeky grin when she heard a few indignant shouts sent her direction. She then headed straight to the Great Hall where she knew Tessa would be, sitting in the same place she'd always sat.
And sure enough, when Beth entered the Great Hall at exactly seven, she saw Tessa exactly where she expected her to be. She walked over to her friend and casually tossed the bag towards her. "There you go, Captain Forgets-a-Lot." Beth sat down beside her and took a bite of the bread she stole from the kitchen. She held up the other loaf and offered, "Want some?"
Ink Blood said
Jordan could run into Draven if you would like to meet the Deputy Headmaster/Head of Ravenclaw?
Oh okay. Well she'll probably wander so she can run into Draven wherever.
Ooh okay. Maybe I'll just edit it so that Jordan would wind up in Hagrid's hut (she can wander when she's reading). Would that be fine?
Ugh, I got ninja'd. Well, I edited my reply so that it isn't Jordan that hit le headmaster. Now she's just gonna be boring and go read in the great hall. :(
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