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Since the moment he got up, Eris' evening was a blur. The practical wasn't exactly a surprise at this point, but the reality of it hadn't really hit him until now. From the time they had left the dorm to getting on the bus, the blond was hit with an absolutely terrible realization: he was going to have to rely on his mage for this. As in, Eris Samael, vampire actor and superior being, was going to be rendered helpless and forced to rely entirely on Maxwell Alderman, a vampire-hating mage who would probably sell him to the devil for one corn chip if the opportunity presented itself.
So needless to say, Eris was a little stressed.
He did make sure to wear the cheapest clothes he owned--to add insult to injury, they were going to be wandering through the dirty outdoors, stars knew only why--since he wasn't about to ruin a good suit. He also didn't doubt for a second that Alderman wouldn't take advantage and have him stumble and crash into every tree possible. Suddenly Ismene's insistence that they got along seemed like a warning for the future, but it was far too late to rectify that. And Eris wasn't about to do anything asinine like ask him to go easy. In fact, he barely spoke to the mage aside from a few "mhms" and grunts.
The cherry on top was not even getting the chance to whine, because for once, Eris was not the biggest drama queen on the bus; Varis was throwing a fit. Not on the bus, of course, but he had known the vampire long enough to tell his mood just by looking at him. And sure enough, once they got off and the announcements were made, he watched Varis make a beeline for the princess. Eris felt completely abandoned, but he hung his head in defeat, giving Alderman a wary glance (to which he was sure was met with glee) and dragged himself off to the princess with the other vampires.
Moping around caused him to bump into someone; he straightened up immediately. "So sorry about that--" But the apology died in his throat as he realized he had bumped into the only blond on campus that actively irritated him. "Oh, Count Benson, it's you." Whether it was being already annoyed at the practical or still being annoyed with their previous conversation, Eris hid his disdain poorly. He examined Benji's face carefully, finger tapping his chin. "You look nervous, what's wrong?" He asked, crossing his arms.
So needless to say, Eris was a little stressed.
He did make sure to wear the cheapest clothes he owned--to add insult to injury, they were going to be wandering through the dirty outdoors, stars knew only why--since he wasn't about to ruin a good suit. He also didn't doubt for a second that Alderman wouldn't take advantage and have him stumble and crash into every tree possible. Suddenly Ismene's insistence that they got along seemed like a warning for the future, but it was far too late to rectify that. And Eris wasn't about to do anything asinine like ask him to go easy. In fact, he barely spoke to the mage aside from a few "mhms" and grunts.
The cherry on top was not even getting the chance to whine, because for once, Eris was not the biggest drama queen on the bus; Varis was throwing a fit. Not on the bus, of course, but he had known the vampire long enough to tell his mood just by looking at him. And sure enough, once they got off and the announcements were made, he watched Varis make a beeline for the princess. Eris felt completely abandoned, but he hung his head in defeat, giving Alderman a wary glance (to which he was sure was met with glee) and dragged himself off to the princess with the other vampires.
Moping around caused him to bump into someone; he straightened up immediately. "So sorry about that--" But the apology died in his throat as he realized he had bumped into the only blond on campus that actively irritated him. "Oh, Count Benson, it's you." Whether it was being already annoyed at the practical or still being annoyed with their previous conversation, Eris hid his disdain poorly. He examined Benji's face carefully, finger tapping his chin. "You look nervous, what's wrong?" He asked, crossing his arms.
Poking @Bert Macklin and hoping @Scribe of Thoth has some mercy in his soul.
"Oh, yeah...wait, what?"
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A quiet song played from Lilie's phone, a clock ticking down on the screen. The musical notes were constantly interrupted by a constant splashing accompanied by the occasional giggle. Getting used to being up all night was a work in progress again, but at the very least she always had some alone time before classes. At the moment, Lilie paid no attention to anything else, the idea of a relaxing bath long since forgotten. To be fair, it definitely started that way: she had prepared a warm bath, wound her hair into a messy bun on top of her head, added some bubbles, and put on a song that she knew would help her take it easy. The bubbles were probably where she went wrong, the urge to mess with them a little completely sidetracked her.
She couldn't really control them, but she was having the time of her life making tiny little whirlpools or taking a part of the water and trying to make shapes. She distinctly remembered seeing a bird made of water fly over her back at the first day of school, and while she knew it would be some time before she could do it, it was still fun to try. Complex shapes were a lot harder than she thought, but she could make small spheres for a brief time. What she especially liked to do was guide a small stream with one finger, watching it do her bidding with little effort. Her right finger stayed in a continuous loop, circling around her left index finger and forming a ring. When she stopped moving, it stayed for just a moment before collapsing back into the bath.
Lilie grinned, slicking her bangs away from her face, and she let out a happy sigh as she sank back into the water. It lasted all of ten seconds before her alarm went off, reminding her that it was time to get ready for the practical.
Rocking on the heels of her boots, Lilie stopped long enough to adjust her earmuffs. Her white, double-breasted pea coat was a lot warmer than she gave credit for originally so she felt alright, but she still chose to bundle up with a scarf and gloves just in case. Her thigh high boots over her thermal tights were probably a little much, but she wasn't about to go out in an ankle-length dress in the cold. Besides, no one was going to be looking at her anyway, and even if they were, she didn't care for once: today was all about magic. Arcane magic, sadly, but still magic!
It took her longer than she wanted to admit to get the spell down, but hopefully she wouldn't find herself too behind everyone else. She kept tracing the pattern on the palm of her hand to keep herself busy, exhaling slowly. She pumped herself up, though she jumped when the announcement was made. She flashed a grin at Count Ben, giving him a small wave before scampering off to the supply tables. No wonder they were allowed bags, she wouldn't want to just lug around everything. Still, how long were they expected to be out here for? The deadline was told, but were they really going to take so long?
Her anxiety crept up on her, but she shoved it away as excitement took over. Nothing to it but to do it!
She couldn't really control them, but she was having the time of her life making tiny little whirlpools or taking a part of the water and trying to make shapes. She distinctly remembered seeing a bird made of water fly over her back at the first day of school, and while she knew it would be some time before she could do it, it was still fun to try. Complex shapes were a lot harder than she thought, but she could make small spheres for a brief time. What she especially liked to do was guide a small stream with one finger, watching it do her bidding with little effort. Her right finger stayed in a continuous loop, circling around her left index finger and forming a ring. When she stopped moving, it stayed for just a moment before collapsing back into the bath.
Lilie grinned, slicking her bangs away from her face, and she let out a happy sigh as she sank back into the water. It lasted all of ten seconds before her alarm went off, reminding her that it was time to get ready for the practical.
Rocking on the heels of her boots, Lilie stopped long enough to adjust her earmuffs. Her white, double-breasted pea coat was a lot warmer than she gave credit for originally so she felt alright, but she still chose to bundle up with a scarf and gloves just in case. Her thigh high boots over her thermal tights were probably a little much, but she wasn't about to go out in an ankle-length dress in the cold. Besides, no one was going to be looking at her anyway, and even if they were, she didn't care for once: today was all about magic. Arcane magic, sadly, but still magic!
It took her longer than she wanted to admit to get the spell down, but hopefully she wouldn't find herself too behind everyone else. She kept tracing the pattern on the palm of her hand to keep herself busy, exhaling slowly. She pumped herself up, though she jumped when the announcement was made. She flashed a grin at Count Ben, giving him a small wave before scampering off to the supply tables. No wonder they were allowed bags, she wouldn't want to just lug around everything. Still, how long were they expected to be out here for? The deadline was told, but were they really going to take so long?
Her anxiety crept up on her, but she shoved it away as excitement took over. Nothing to it but to do it!
Are you still accepting?
As Nadia got comfortable in her seat, the light tapping of a fork against a champagne glass caught everyone's attention. Victoire and Lucas' father, Sebastian, stood in the middle of the room, a jubilant expression on his face. Once everyone's chatter dulled to silence, he freed his hands by placing everything down and took a look around the room. He chuckled to himself for a moment, as if he forgot something, and he gestured to her mother. The woman rose to her feet gracefully, and Nadia had to stop herself from rolling her eyes as she spotted the lovestruck expression on her face.
"Thank you all so much for coming," Sebastian spoke to the room as Elizabeth stood next to him. "It's not always easy to get the most important people all together--God knows our schedules just refuse to match--but really, this is just another sign for me that the time has come."
Nadia looked at Victoire, whose expression spelled out little more than complete confusion. Well, at least she wasn't the only one wondering what the heck he was talking about. She straightened up as he continued, "Three years ago, I had a meeting with a client that we had arranged at a Starbucks. She informed me that she would be sitting in the closest seat to the window and would wear a hat for attention. Taking that information for granted, when I had arrived, there was a woman sitting at the spot with a hat, so I sat myself down," He looked down at Elizabeth. "Do you remember what I said to you?"
"You said, 'I thought your hat would be fancier' with the biggest, most beautiful smile, and I burst out laughing," She said, shaking her head. "Considering you insulted my favorite sunhat, however, I informed you that you were mistaken."
"And I insisted I wasn't. Because instead of asking for a photo of the client, I went with my gut," He said, earning a few scattered laughs through the room. "We spoke for hours. I missed the appointment, but honestly, it was worth it."
"I don't like where this is going," Victoire muttered under her breath.
"What? Where is this going?" Nadia quietly asked.
"Three years later, and here we are. I decided that last night I would take Elizabeth to dinner and ask her something very important. She accepted, and going forward, we will tackle on life and all its ups and downs together."
Elizabeth proudly brandished her left hand, and honestly, Nadia isn't entirely sure how she managed to miss that huge rock on her left index finger--"Wait a minute..." Nadia blurted out, the realization slamming her as Sebastian put his arm around her mother.
"We'll be married in June!" She proudly announced.
What?!
Nadia's jaw dropped, shock taking over completely. Married? They were getting married?! The first thing that came to mind was that she was going to drown in wedding arrangements. Bridesmaid dresses, flowers, catering, music, dancing--and of course, her mother would want her opinion for some reason. She was deaf to the celebrations until she felt Lucas pull her to her feet, a champagne glass shoved into her hand before she snapped out of it.
"Thank you all so much for coming," Sebastian spoke to the room as Elizabeth stood next to him. "It's not always easy to get the most important people all together--God knows our schedules just refuse to match--but really, this is just another sign for me that the time has come."
Nadia looked at Victoire, whose expression spelled out little more than complete confusion. Well, at least she wasn't the only one wondering what the heck he was talking about. She straightened up as he continued, "Three years ago, I had a meeting with a client that we had arranged at a Starbucks. She informed me that she would be sitting in the closest seat to the window and would wear a hat for attention. Taking that information for granted, when I had arrived, there was a woman sitting at the spot with a hat, so I sat myself down," He looked down at Elizabeth. "Do you remember what I said to you?"
"You said, 'I thought your hat would be fancier' with the biggest, most beautiful smile, and I burst out laughing," She said, shaking her head. "Considering you insulted my favorite sunhat, however, I informed you that you were mistaken."
"And I insisted I wasn't. Because instead of asking for a photo of the client, I went with my gut," He said, earning a few scattered laughs through the room. "We spoke for hours. I missed the appointment, but honestly, it was worth it."
"I don't like where this is going," Victoire muttered under her breath.
"What? Where is this going?" Nadia quietly asked.
"Three years later, and here we are. I decided that last night I would take Elizabeth to dinner and ask her something very important. She accepted, and going forward, we will tackle on life and all its ups and downs together."
Elizabeth proudly brandished her left hand, and honestly, Nadia isn't entirely sure how she managed to miss that huge rock on her left index finger--"Wait a minute..." Nadia blurted out, the realization slamming her as Sebastian put his arm around her mother.
"We'll be married in June!" She proudly announced.
What?!
Nadia's jaw dropped, shock taking over completely. Married? They were getting married?! The first thing that came to mind was that she was going to drown in wedding arrangements. Bridesmaid dresses, flowers, catering, music, dancing--and of course, her mother would want her opinion for some reason. She was deaf to the celebrations until she felt Lucas pull her to her feet, a champagne glass shoved into her hand before she snapped out of it.
@Th3King0fChaos that's great to hear!
@Th3King0fChaos It's goin' it's goin', can't complain. Hbu?
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