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The primal urge to obsessively access your uni portal to see if your classes have been released, so you can read the syllabi thirty-seven times before class next week.
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weeoo weeoo weeeeoooooooo
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We're still a colony XD
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Sad because it was a long weekend for the other colonies. Like Canada and Australia

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Rihannon Linx




Location: Graveyard
Skills: N/A
Fit





Rhiannon stared at the grave, thinking the same thing that Sam was before he voiced it out loud. What if that was Miguel’s body in there? If he had been missing all morning, it could be because he was either the killer and hiding, or he was dead and in that grave.

Rhiannon glanced around and spotted shovels. ”Only one way to find out. Unless you want to do some sort of seance,” they said, looking at Sam before passing him to grab a shovel.

They stuck the shovel into the mudded ground and paused a moment. What if there was a dead body under here? Was there any way they could find the killer? And what if there wasn’t a dead body?

Rhiannon glanced at the group of strangers before stealing their resolve and started digging.






Location: Haven, Strange Academy
Grimore: Dragonic Morphing ;
Skills:
Fit





Callaghan snuggled close with Finley, ruffling her hair with a snort when she questioned if the miniature dragon was his. No, he seemed to say before he turned his head to look at Annika. Where it seemed the little witch produced several more mini Cal’s, bunnies, and terriers, all in shadow form. Cal grinned, his sharpened teeth glowing under the lights of Haven.

A soft voice called down to Callaghan from above, and he looked up to find the little one from earlier requesting safe haven. Ironic given the name of the place they were in.



Callaghan, Willow & Annika


Callaghan extended a wing to Willow at the same time Dys extended their smoke-like tendrils. It helped Cal feel more connected to Dysphoria, offering an extension like this while they were doing the same. Cal rumbled softly, hoping Willow would understand that he would provide her security and comfort in her time of need. He didn’t know what she was going through while high, but he suddenly felt very responsible for the safety of his little one. The twins obviously weren’t facilitating that.

Willow was still trying to sort through visions and time lines, but she could see the golden wing and the smoke-like tendril being extended to her. She could hear the rumbling and somehow knew it meant ‘safe.’ She moved in close and snuggled into the wing and let out a clicking sound as she settled in softly. Luna seemed to approve of this, and nuzzled in as well, looking between the two, three (?) there.

Once Willow was settled, Cal pulled his wing back, tucking Willow into his side. He watched her closely, making sure she was okay.

Annika dashed over, skirting around a mountain of Terriers, rabbits, and shadow dragons. ”Willow! Is everything okay?” she eyed the dragon suspiciously. He seemed to be collecting people.

Willow let out a soft sound and nuzzled in close to the large dragon and let out a soft sigh. He was so warm, he reminded her of curling up with capybaras. She looked down as she heard a voice, Annika’s, and took a moment to process what she said. ”Things are better for the now. For the later, no.” She curled up more into the wing as she curled up with the dragon more.

Annika frowned. What the hell did that mean? She looked at Cal. ”You seem to be collecting bodies, Dragon man. Don't be deceived by Lunchbox Jr. and the other cute animals I've conjured here. I can take you,” Annika declared. A few shadow dragons flew up to land on Cal, running along his folded wings and back.

Callaghan gave Annika an incredulous look. Maybe she was right but the look she portrayed at the moment led him to his doubts. Besides, Cal would never harm that which was his. He held Willow and Finley closer in defiance of Annika's statement.

Willow could hear the intent in Annika’s voice and paused. ”Annika, I asked him for help. Also, he’s my coven mate. Thank you for your concern but I’m safe. I promise.” She ran her hand along Cal’s side and nuzzled in closer to him as he held her closer. She hoped that would help placate Annika.

Annika grabbed one of the shadow dragons off Cal and tickled under their chin. ”Fine. But you tell me if that changes,” she said. She gave Cal a stern look before walking away with her shadow friends.

Cal snorted, entertained by Annika and her need to look out for Willow. It was something he could relate to. Callaghan had taken a liking to Willow almost immediately. There was a kinship there. He focused on her now, brushing his nose along her hair and ruffled it up a bit.

”You’ll know, I promise.” Willow chuckled softly and then nuzzled in closer and giggled as he ruffled her hair up a bit at that point. ”Thank you Cal.” She ran her hand along his muzzle and let out another content sigh. Sure, everything was still blurring together but for the moment, she still felt safe.

A soft rumble reverberated through Cal and he shut his eyes, leaning into Willow's touch. He was simply glad his little one felt safe. He had done his job well.




Shortly after that, Cal felt the pressure of another human curling into his side, speaking in another language. Cal shifted his head and flicked his reptilian eyes to look down at the mortal who decided to seek safety from a dragon.

Nicky.

The elder witch cradled a shadow dragon in his arms, speaking with an all too familiar look on his face. Right. Cal had been looking forward to catching up with Nicky, Barty, Finley, and Dys. But now he could do without the twins. He was still frustrated with them, but that look on Nick’s face was quickly softening Cal’s resolve. A low rumble vibrated through his body, and he tucked his head down to rest between Finley and Nick.

Cal kept his tail wrapped around Finley, pressing her to him, while one wing remained tucked around Willow to shelter her from whatever was disturbing her.







Location: Haven, Strange Academy
Grimore: Summon Animals
Skills: N/A
Fit Check for my Napalm Era





Power surged through Annika, unexpected and unchecked, and the room quickly filled with more cute puppies, bunnies, and dragons. The sight was adorable and made moving around a little difficult, but Annika still managed to make her way across the floor and back to the bar.

She deposited the shadow dragon she had been carrying onto the bar top before accepting the water. Annika finished the glass quickly, grateful for the hydration. The last time Annika had used a lot of power, she had been knocked out for 24 hours. She wasn’t sure if she would end up having the same type of power hangover since it was under the influence of drugs. And she didn’t particularly care at this point.

It was then that Barty was kicking them out of Haven. Fine by Annika. She wanted a bigger space to see what kind of tricks she could create.



Ezekiel Kel




Location: Camp Lava Lake Trail Head —> Hiking
Skills:





Ezekiel tensed when another vehicle showed up, close to crashing into the Jeep. Zeke would have been charged with assult if his only mode of transportation had been hit. The kid who got out of the vehicle even looked self-entitled, but Zeke couldn’t deny there was something…appealing about the swagger. Wait. What?

Ezekiel felt flushed and turned back around, seeing Dobbs making his way onto the trail. He put the guitar on his back and grabbed his and his sister’s bags before following along. Until they stopped to tell ghost stories.

Zeke swallowed, shifting uncomfortably. Okay, that was a little more intense than just wild animals in the woods. Nancy subjected Zeke to all sorts of scary movies. And he hated them all. The idea that there was some legend of a crazy dude in the woods, going berserk about people being on his land, did not make Zeke eager to complete his community service.

”If people keep dying…maybe stop trying to revamp it? I mean. There are hundreds of summer camps. It is BC after all,” Zeke stated.



Rihannon Linx




Location: Foyer —> Graveyard
Skills: N/A
Fit





Rhiannon paused when everyone walked into a graveyard. Morbid and yet oddly fitting. Rhiannon rubbed their arms, staving off the cold. They looked around at the different graves while Ralph spoke. Off to the corner, a little out of the way from where everyone was standing, Rhiannon noticed a grave that looked a little too fresh. There were muddy tracks around the site, fresh dirt packed, and the obvious look that someone had tried not to make it obvious.

When Sam spoke up, Rhiannon shifted their focus to them and the guy they were questioning. And then Milicent said something that had Rhiannon doubling over with laughter. Maybe it was the fact that everyone was standing in a graveyard, after someone had been killed, discussing blackmail, or just the sheer tension of everything, but Rhiannon could hold back their laughter.

”Oh, that was great. Thank you,” Rhi said, wiping imaginary tears from their eyes. They crossed their arms, a faint smile on their face, while they listened to Constance.

”Do you think she was getting close? And the blackmailer, what, pushed her down the stairs? Or maybe she confronted them?” Rhiannon didn’t agree they were being blackmailed. It was pretty obvious that that was what they were all here for.

”Also, that doesn’t look sus at all,” Rhiannon said, pointing out the freshly dug grave they had noticed earlier.






Location: Haven, Strange Academy
Grimore: Dragonic Morphing ; Enhanced Healing
Skills:





Dysphoria’s tendrils reached out and caressed Fin and Callaghan in a way that had him shuddering and leaning closer to the symbiont. ”Yes,” he moaned. ”Whatever you desire.” There was nothing he would not do for Finley and her Dys. Nothing he wouldn’t share. But it would be so much easier to share if he were in his other form. It would be so much easier to keep them safe, and he wanted to feel what it would be like to have Dysphoria run themselves over him in his dragonic form.

Cal shuddered again, but for a completely different reason. If anyone was watching, they would start to see his skin changing colours. The dim lighting reflected along his brown skin as it shifted to gold. Scales began to grow and multiple, his clothes dissolving into nothing. Cal scooped Finley into his bare arms and carted them away from the bar. His bloody lips found hers after he had bitten down on them, and he kissed her passionately as he set her down in a chair. Memories would flood into Finley and Dysphoria as he shared the island of his people. Visions of dragons of every shape and colour flew above a canopy of green and vivid azure blue. The sound of laughter and singing would fill their minds, accompanied by the stronger scent of sea and sunshine, before dissolving into a sea of stars.

The cool feeling of wind coming off the ocean flooded their joint minds, raising goosebumps on Cal’s skin. It was one of Cal’s more recent memories. It was a quiet night after this year's egg hatching ceremony had occurred. The first dragons born in a hundred years had been claimed. Already, they were learning the ways of being a dragon on Earth. Already, they were fighting for their life. For Cal’s breed was a dying breed unless they found viable mates for this world. Before humans, it was easy to thrive, but as the world’s population grew, so did the risk of survival for Cal’s people.

Cal had been tasked with watching the hatchlings for the night, and although he was in his human form, his ability to shift into a dragon would be quick should there be a need for him. Soft cittering and snores filled him with an overwhelming sense of peace. He loved this place. He loved his people. And he would do everything in his power to save them.

Cal shared these secrets openly with Finley and Dys, even though he swore to protect his family’s home island. More memories would flood into Finley’s mind. More images of his island, the way his people lived. The ancient language no one else could speak but his people, Finley would understand. He had been waiting to share their secrets until he found the right people. But Cal loved Finley, and they were perfect. And Dysphoria wanted secrets. Cal pulled away from Finley, feeling breathless. Once he pulled away, his face started to shift, his nose elongating into a snout, along with longer teeth, pointed ears, and hardened scales.

The golden scales cascaded down his neck, rippling over his growing arms and legs until they covered his entire body. The shift came faster now, and Cal turned away from Finley, keeping her and Dysphoria protected from the others. He stumbled back, his tail flicking out to knock over tables and something that felt softer. Cal would have to apologize to whoever he knocked down later.

Once he was fully transformed, Cal’s shoulders reached the rafters, but there was enough space that he wouldn’t cause damage unless he reared up onto his hind legs. He took over one entire side of the dining room, which was fine by him. It meant he could safely keep Finley away from the others and observe their behaviours, should someone unwelcome try to approach or take what was his away from him.

Cal wrapped his tail around Finley, holding her securely and huffed a breath of air through his nostrils, a warning to stay away from them.

Now that he was fully shifted, the drugs evaporated from Cal’s system. He blinked and looked at the room with new awareness. Cal had never lost control so rapidly before. He felt shame creep over him. And betrayal. Cal turned his attention to Barty and Nicky. A low rumble crept up his stomach and into his throat, reverberating around the room before he settled his head onto his front legs and watched.

A small shadowed dragon bounded over to Callaghan and Finley. He watched the unique creature with intrigue, finding the magic common yet unique in the way it was formed. The creature tapped Cal’s nose with his own, and what passed as a dragonic chuckle sounded from him. He pulled Finley closer with his tail, so she could get a closer look.







Location: Haven, Strange Academy
Grimore: Summon Animals
Skills: N/A
Fit Check for my Napalm Era





After a moment, four cute looking creatures appeared around Annika, scenting the air and walking around tentatively. They weren’t solid shadow. Annika could still pick out the errors in her formation and were they lacked depth or detail, but they were freaking adorable.

Annika cooed over her furry creatures, naming all of them instantly. The rabbits were Terry and Charlie, and the terriers were Elisabeth and Lunchbox Jr. Every one of them got belly rubs and scritches. Annika turned to look at Rohan, presenting her creation proudly. She looked to Willow next, but the giant lady seemed a little preoccupied. Honestly, everyone but the sober people was more preoccupied with their own journey. And there was a rumble and the ground shook. Annika turned, and her eyes widened in alarm before she got knocked off her feet.

A freaking dragon stood in the middle of Haven. Annika sat on her butt, staring up at the golden creature in awe. She only knew it was a dragon thanks to popular media. Her family didn’t have a word for this, and Jack had mentioned such creatures before, but Annika had never come across one herself. At least, not to her recent knowledge.

Annika quickly summoned a series of shadows. They undulated and pulsed around her, shifting and morphing into the perfect likeness of Callaghan’s dragon. Only miniature and black. Annika grinned. Perfect. Now she could recreate the dragon as a shadow at any time. Which was good since no one back home was going to believe her.

Annika leaned back on her hands, completely unconcerned about Cal taking up half of Haven. She watched her dragon waddle over to Cal and boop his nose. Annika tilted her head back, searching for an upside-down Rohan. She grinned at him.

”Magic stick time?”



Ezekiel Kel




Location: Camp Lava Lake Trail Head
Skills:





Ezekiel pulled into the small, gravelled parking lot, belting the Bowie lyrics right along with Demetri. It was a crime not to sing to Bowie, and well, they were trying to be upstanding citizens now. He shut the car off after the conclusion of the song, laughing. Thank God they were finally here. It had been the most awkward and tense last twenty minutes until Bowie came on.

Zeke slipped his keys into his pocket before he did a quick tie of the blue bandana Demi had slipped him around his right wrist. He glanced at Demetri, smiling shyly before he focused on grabbing his and Nancy's stuff out of the back.

He grabbed his guitar case, looking at the others. There were several RCMP officers milling about and a couple random people. Zeke frowned. Was this going to be some summer camp for delinquents where he and the counselors ended up being role models for troubled youth? Fuck that.

Zeke shouldered his bag and guitar case, carrying Nancy's with a free hand. ”We okay?” he asked her, while they had a moment.

Nancy lifted her sunglasses up, repositioning them so that way they were perched on top of her hair. "Yeah, why wouldn't we be?" she asked him, before punching him on the arm affectionately.

Ezekiel grinned and nodded. ”Of course. Good.” he kissed the side of her head, feeling better. ”Let's go get this over with then.” He walked over to the group, standing next to Demetri and took in the group.

They all seemed to be around the same age and looked cool enough. Dobbs seemed a little weird, but maybe that just had more to do with being in charge of a bunch of university aged kids.

Zeke looked at Demetri when he asked what happens after the sun goes down. ”We're in the middle of the woods. In the mountains. There's wild animals all over the place.”






Location: Haven, Strange Academy
Grimore: Summon Animals
Skills: N/A
Fit Check for my Napalm Era





A genuine smile slipped across Annika’s face. She wouldn’t mind being Rohan’s friend, especially since he had such a strong connection with nature. ”Thanks, Rohan,” she said before she turned and stuck her hand into the candy dish.

”What’s your favourite colour?” she asked Willow.

”Purple,” she responded.

Annika fished out the green and purple circle and handed it to Willow in return. After the conversation with Rohan, Annika wasn’t going to force Willow to take it, but she did hope she wouldn’t be taking a candy alone.

Annika popped the green candy into her mouth, taking a sip of her mocktail to chase it down. Annika waited a few minutes, looking around at the others in the room while she waited for the candy to work its magic. Soon enough, Annika started to feel strangely energetic and more powerful than she had ever felt before. Her body seemed to tingle with all the different possibilities. Annika felt like she could do anything she wanted. Like summon a horde of cute shadow animals. Perhaps it wasn’t the most creative use of her talent, but Annika wasn’t sure how Haven’s magic would react to her creating a portal to the top of Mount Everest.

As she drew on her power, she felt a faint burn envelope her body. It was not something that normally happened when she used her power, but she didn’t care. She was the most powerful being in the room right now.









Location: Haven, Strange Academy
Grimore:
Skills:
Fit





”Yes, very comfortable,” Callaghan agreed. His fingers and cheeks tingled where Dysphoria made their presence known. He leaned into Finley more, casting a sideways glance at Dys, before looking at Willow, who was preoccupied giving candy to another.

”They can join in later. For now, you’re mine.” Cal said and turned his head back to brush his lips along Finley’s cheek. He made his way to Finley’s neck and kissed her gently before putting a little more bite into his kiss. He hadn’t even noticed the way his teeth had elongated and sharpened, giving a more predatory feel to his bite.

”You taste good, too,” he noted, licking the spot of red that had appeared after puncturing her skin. ”What sort of secrets are you looking for today, Dys?” Cal asked.

He turned his head to focus on Dysphoria. He still cradled Finley close with one arm wrapped around her, but he used a free hand to tickle Dysphoria’s chin. The claws that his hands had turned into gave him pause, but he only moved one to scratch Dys’s chin instead.

The buzz under his skin, coupled with the rising heat he felt, was a distant warning that he was starting to shift and lose control, but the thought of transforming in this small space didn’t faze him. He had shifted into his dragon with Dysphoria before, and they seemed to like the animalistic side in him. And Cal did like to please Finley and Dys.



Rihannon Linx




Location: Foyer
Skills: N/A
Fit





While Rhiannon zipped up their jacket, more and more people trickled into the foyer. By the looks of things, it seemed that everyone who was invited here was being blackmailed. The chances that one of them was the blackmailer didn’t seem as likely now. The dining room door opened then, and Rhi snapped her head to the intruder. The butler. Hmm. Interesting that he always just seemed to know where the rest of the guests were and “appeared” out of thin air.

Rhainnon looked up towards the ceiling, scanning for cameras hiding in the corners or along the walls. But just as quickly as Felix arrived, he left, leaving the award guests alone once more. Rhiannon grabbed an umbrella.

”Let’s get this over with,” they said and made their way outside, opening the umbrella once they were past the door’s threshold.
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