Mistress Dizzy

Fairy Tale Academy (OPEN)

This is just to start with.

- Give us a picture of yourself (anime or real life doesn't matter)
- What is your full name?: Kassandra Keigwan
- With which gender do you identify yourself?: Female
- Which gender is or was your original gender (answer this one only if it differs from the gender you identify yourself with)?
- How old are you (remember that you are a student)?: 16
- Give us a short description of your personality: Shy, anxious, soft spoken
- What is your favorite color?: Orange
- What is your favorite animal?: Blue Whale
- What kind of clothes do you prefer (some words like 'comfortable', 'fancy' or 'dresses and skirts' are good enough, you don't have to write long sentences if you don't want to)?: Feminine and flowy
- Is there anything you would like to add? Your family? Your background? Something you say a lot, like a quote? A student who has graduated from our school that you look up to? Maybe Ariel or Belle?: I look up to my mother. So many called her the Sea Witch, but I know her as a good and proud magical woman. It's not her fault that impulsive princess made a bad deal. She was just my age and even I know better...

I'll snag a picture later, but is this more or less what you're looking for?

You Can Become a Hero!

i'm here

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika didn't see the residential areas, or any of the businesses. She still had her eyes closed, murmuring what passed for a prayer as sweat pooled on her skin. Once the car stopped, she opened her eyes slowly to look around. So, this was to be her new home. She exhaled, slowly, and got out of the car after Roxy. "A shop. Okay, this is nice." And she meant it, despite her trembling fingertips.

"What kind of shop is it?" She started to grab a box from the back of the van, mentally noting that Roxy already looked different. More relaxed definitely.

Fresh Start! L.C's New Interest Check!

I heard Dresden Files. How do you feel about running around a White - Court controlled city in California? I've got a witch and some place settings, and it's been so long but I'd be happy to try and dig up what I remember.

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika quickly wiped her tears away, a little bit ashamed. "Thank you. I appreciate that." She settled in for the ride, trying to quell her anxiety about what this major change was going to bring. Her parents had already emailed her since yesterday, saying that they would love to see her again, and her new Anchor, when she got acclimated. Devika hadn't responded yet. It was too much to think about right now, being around normal people.

It was some time before the city started to come into view. But Devika could feel a change in the air, and the closer they got, the more she started to sweat. Soon they were driving busy streets, and she could feel the press of minds and emotions all around her. It made her want to be sick. She shut her eyes and tried to breathe, obviously uncomfortable. "This... is going to take some getting used to."

Justice League: Shadow of the Gods (Always Open)

Not feeling super great atm, tossed up a post.

Justice League: Shadow of the Gods (Always Open)

The only good thing about a lack of mission was the celebration afterward. Kijani enjoyed many of the facilities at the Legion base, including the pleasure clubs and the restaurants. There was debauchary everywhere, and she had to say she loved it. This was the natural state of things. Everyone would live this way if they had the opportunity - enjoying what they wished without fear of consequences. Whoever thought they were immune was just lying to themselves.

Kijani spent time after the mission decompressing on the dance floor. She was a vision in a glittering red top and short shorts. People stared. She knew she could have her pick of the various soldiers, supers and mercenary men tonight. But - tonight she had other plans. She wanted to watch someone burn. Yes, tonight was the night that Angela Manheim was going to get ousted. That "pretty lady" made Kijani's skin crawl in a way she couldn't explain. Normally, she'd admire a self-made woman. Running her own syndicate, rising to power - good stuff! But there was something so off about Angela's behavior and mannerisms that it did nothing but piss Kijani off.

Once she was done at the club, she went to her quarters. She showered and dressed in a pristine, professional black business suit, and went to watch the woman's trial. Once there, she felt almost sick that Angela's thoughts were very much like her own. She wanted something, so she took it, and to think otherwise was foolish. Damn - if only she was likeable.

You Can Become a Hero!

I'm here!

You Can Become a Hero!

Jin was about to say something a bit vulgar about the girl with horns and what might be crammed up her backside, when there was a soft whine of a microphone, and a single command.

“Silence.”

She had to admit, her body was moving and she was shutting her mouth before she knew what was what. So, some things may have been ingrained into her, whether she liked it or not. One of those things being: don't get kicked out on your first day of high school.

She settled in for the speech, half listening in and out while doodling a processor on the edge of a notebook sleeve. It was a little sterner than the usual first day speech, that was for sure. Jin felt her stomach tingling with excitement, however. She was going to prove to this man and everyone else that she belonged, and no one would be able to argue the point.

The speech was over a bit too late for her taste, and with a “Soar Skyward” they were left to their devices. After exchanging numbers with Yumi-san, Jin watched her go with a slight wave. She had to fight down a sudden feeling of disappointment. Yumi-san seemed nice and all, but she was pretty sure the other girl wouldn't call once school got going. And yet, Jin plugged her number into her phone anyway.

She started walking in the general direction of the dorm, poring over her map and dorm assignment. The school map was basic and easy to memorize. The roommate thing, however...

Even though Jin had read the Ishin pamphlet back to front once she'd been accepted, even though she knew she'd be sharing space with another girl, Jin hadn't really thought about it until now.

The fear hit her, old anxieties and new popping up. What if this girl hated her right from the start? What if she was indifferent, and Jin had to share her space with the poliite sort who'd smile in her face and stab her in the back? Worse, what if she was like that one bitch on the achery team who got her a “Gift” of skin-lightening cream for her birthday? Jin couldn't have that – it had taken all of her uncle's pull to nott get her expelled after Jin had poured chili sauce into her water bottle and nearly sent her to the hospital. No, Jin was all on her own now, she had to make it work. So if this girl hated her, so what? She'd hate right back! Stuffed shirts, the lot of them, she was sure.

With righteous rage at a confrontation that might never occur, Jin battled down her fear and stormed off to the dorms, head held high, shoulders square, and stomach filled with butterflies on fire.

Hopefully Sanctuary

(She could always teach Devika to ride a motorcycle...)

"That's everything." It was surprising that her whole life fit in one little van. Devika went through the cottage one more time, making sure everything was out. It also gave her time to gather herself, and let memories wash over her. It took about five minutes, and when she exited the door, she was ready to start new.

"Well... goodbye home." She locked the front door one last time. The keys would be mailed back to the government as soon as she got settled in. Silently, Devika climbed into the van and settled in. She was surprised to find a few tears escaping. Maybe if she thought of it as an adventure, it would not be so scary.

"I'm ready when you are, Roxy."