blackdragon

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Gertrude stopped and thought for a second about the offer. Not needing sustenance was great, but she'd never minded trying new things, plus it quite possibly would be rude not to take it. "Thanks. I'm not hungry now, but I'll save it for later." In return, she fished a strange coin out of her pocket, with sigils inscribed on one side. "You can have this. I've put a blessing on it, it'll bring you good luck."

@Zinita

"No, sssnakesss don't eat applesss- but I'm asss human asss you. Well, sssome of the time." Sarah looked at Mala. "Ssshapechanging isss quite a feat, little one. Believe me, I ssshould know. Tell me, how did you come by sssuch a ssskill? Wasss it sssomething you were born with, or sssomething you learned?"

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"Animation? That's a pretty neat power," Gertrude said with a smile. "Especially once you get some fine control. Here, let me show you what I can do." Taking the other girl's hand, she concentrated for a second, focusing on her devotion to the gods and their love for her. In an instant, Yon would feel all her aches and pains go away, from the most serious injuries to the simple hurts of life.

"There you go. That should make you feel better."

@Zinita

"No, jussst a shapeshifter. All that busssinessss with the plantsss and the land... not my cup of tea." Sarah would have shrugged her shoulders- if she had them. Instead, she settled for a simple roll of her eyes. "Unfortunately, I'm kind of ssstuck right now. Should be able to turn back to human in a little while. Until then..."

A realization came to her. "Oh, I never introduccced myssself. I'm SSSarah."

@RabidAnubis

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"A solarian?" Gertrude raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I don't know what that is. I'm a saint, a living emissary of the gods." She extended her hand for a shake, trying (and failing) to tone down her holy aura. "I'm Gertrude- it's a pleasure to meet you. What kind of sorcery do you practice, if I may be so bold as to ask?" She was genuinely curious, always wanting to know more about different styles of magic, even if she couldn't use them.

@Zinita

Meanwhile, a fifteen foot black and green snake slithered into the party. The massive serpent made a beeline for the refreshment table, selecting a few fresh-baked rolls and sending them down her gullet. Sarah then got herself into a chair- no easy feat without legs- and then coiled up, her eyes poking out. "Good to sssee all of you. I hope that we can all make sssome friendsss thisss year." Sarah tended to adopt some of the quirks of the species she became, even in her human form- she still had the occasional urge to gnaw on some timber after spending a week stuck as a termite.

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Gertrude made her way into the party, feeling kind of nervous. She'd been around crowds before, but it was always a little creepy. People staring at her because of her powers, or begging her to resurrect a loved one, or heal a plague. The girl took a seat over in a corner, away from the refreshments. One of her miracles was the fact that she never needed to eat or drink, faith alone sustained her. Food was just a temptation she didn't need.

"Hi there," she said in a surprisingly small, weak voice. Clearly, shyness was a problem for her.

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Dark Arts Teacher

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Name: Albizeda

Bio; The illicit daughter of two eldritch gods, Albizeda is much sweeter than her heritage suggests.

Classes: Necromancy, Curses, Demonology, Eldritchology

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Nature Girl

The admissions officer had finally finished his work for the day and was all set to head for home when another student came in. He rubbed his eyes, but no, there was still a bloody hippopotamus in the room.

"I'm here to register for Fae Creek," the hippo said with a soft, feminine drawl.

"Well, this is new. Name, please?"

"Sarah Malone."

"Age?"

"Fifteen."

"Alright, for species I'm just going to put 'hippo'."

"Actually, it's a little more complicated than that, but you can put human." Sarah responded.

"Explain, please."

"You see, part of my magic is shapechanging. I can become any nonmagical animal. Thing is, I kind of have difficulty controlling it, so on occasion, I have days like this."

Human and hippo and dog and bluejay and... "Got it. Any hobbies?"

"I'm big into athletics. Hiking, swimming, anything outdoors."

"Magical quirks?"

'I have the power of beastspeech. I can talk to animals and understand them. Apparently, no matter what shape I'm in, I can't seem to lose a walrus accent. Ah, got it. Finally." Sarah shifted on her feet a bit, than transformed into a tall, somewhat awkward teenager with red hair. "This is my... default form, I guess you can say."

"Understood. Why do you want to come to Fae Creek?"

"I'm interested in a career in magizoology, and also to control my powers better. Transforming into a beaver at random moments is an annoyance."

The admissions officer nodded. "We'll be in touch, Sarah."

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Little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes

The admissions officer groaned as he tried to cut through the mountain of paperwork. Sure, the forms were bad, but this school attracted the absolute dregs of magical society. Even though this year's students seemed to be the cream of the crap. So you can imagine his surprise when a most unusual girl walked in.

She was about 5 foot nothing, maybe a touch shorter. Blonde, with deep green eyes you could get lost in for weeks. But the truly startling thing was the glow about her. As in a literal glow, so bright he almost had to shield his eyes.

"Name, please."

"Saint Gertrude of Wilmette," the blonde replied.

The admissions officer took a few seconds to digest the name, then went bone-white and silent. When he finally recovered, he asked, "That's not just a name? You're an actual saint?!"

"Yep. 100% certified, even got a few miracles to my name."

He scribbled down a few notes. "Okay. Ooookay. I'm going to have to run you through the basics, your Holiness. Age?"

"Fifteen."

"Gender?"

"Female, obviously."

"Species?"

"Human."

The officer quickly wrote, human with celestial something-or-other going on. "Any notable physical abilities or skills?"

"Not really."

"What sort of magic do you practice?"

"Holy magic," came the curt reply. "Blessings, healings, exorcisms, evil-smiting, yada yada yada."

"Any hobbies?"

"Just reading. I like to keep to myself."

"Alright, last question. Why come to Fae Creek?"

"I know that this school attracts its fair share of lost souls. I want to see if I can help them find themselves."

And that gave the admissions officer a truly demented idea. "I've got a student here that would be the perfect roommate for you, if you're okay with being with a guy."

"Not a problem in the slightest," Gertrude responded.

"Alright, then you'll be with AJ," he said. As Gertrude left, he grinned like the cat that had eaten the proverbial canary. He hadn't had any real fun in a while, but this? This was gonna be good...

Surviving in a D-Tier Magical Academy - Always Accepting -

Little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes

The admissions officer groaned as he tried to cut through the mountain of paperwork. Sure, the forms were bad, but this school attracted the absolute dregs of magical society. Even though this year's students seemed to be the cream of the crap. So you can imagine his surprise when a most unusual girl walked in.

She was about 5 foot nothing, maybe a touch shorter. Blonde, with deep green eyes you could get lost in for weeks. But the truly startling thing was the glow about her. As in a literal glow, so bright he almost had to shield his eyes.

"Name, please."

"Saint Gertrude of Wilmette," the blonde replied.

The admissions officer took a few seconds to digest the name, then went bone-white and silent. When he finally recovered, he asked, "That's not just a name? You're an actual saint?!"

"Yep. 100% certified, even got a few miracles to my name."

He scribbled down a few notes. "Okay. Ooookay. I'm going to have to run you through the basics, your Holiness. Age?"

"Fifteen."

"Gender?"

"Female, obviously."

"Species?"

"Human."

The officer quickly wrote, human with celestial something-or-other going on. "Any notable physical abilities or skills?"

"Not really."

"What sort of magic do you practice?"

"Holy magic," came the curt reply. "Blessings, healings, exorcisms, evil-smiting, yada yada yada."

"Any hobbies?"

"Just reading. I like to keep to myself."

"Alright, last question. Why come to Fae Creek?"

"I know that this school attracts its fair share of lost souls. I want to see if I can help them find themselves."

And that gave the admissions officer a truly demented idea. "I've got a student here that would be the perfect roommate for you, if you're okay with being with a guy."

"Not a problem in the slightest," Gertrude responded.

"Alright, then you'll be with AJ," he said. As Gertrude left, he grinned like the cat that had eaten the proverbial canary. He hadn't had any real fun in a while, but this? This was gonna be good...

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If we've got coed dorms, I've got a character from a novel I'm brainstorming that would be perfect for Augustus' roomie... in an oil-and-water sort of way.

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Let's see where this goes.