@Lady Amalthea Just to let you know, I am working on a post now. I will get it up today. I am almost done writing up one for Fyror, and then I need to write up something for Thalken. :3
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>One test done, just one more to take to complete the semester!
>Trying to write a post but there are so many feels you just don't know where to begin...thanks Lady A
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Roleplay: The Hidden People
Date of post: September 5, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
At hearing Jack’s apology, Sapphira let out an audible sigh, the rest of the anger deflating from her. “I honestly don’t need to hear pity. It doesn’t make me any stronger than I already am,” she replied. “There’s nothing I can do about the past, so I choose to look forward. I choose to protect people so maybe they don’t have to feel the pain of loss.” She inwardly wondered what pain he experienced in his life to be able to empathize with her so easily. However, she wasn’t going to ask. If he ever wanted to talk about it, she would be there to listen.
He quickly changed the subject, something he seemed pretty adept at. She smiled a little as he began stumbling on about food. “I’m not too picky,” she replied as her eyes scanned the array of food. She decided upon a hearty breakfast burrito and a glass of orange juice.
Once they had their food, she then looked around the cafeteria for a good spot. There weren’t a whole lot people in cafeteria, so there were plenty of open seats. She decided that a spot further away from the Fitzroy pack would be preferable. Granted, with their excellent hearing, they could probably hear the conversation she and Jack were having regardless of where they sat in the cafeteria. She gestured towards a spot a few tables away from where the telekinetic man (Tony) and the woman with dark magic (Penelope) were.
Date of post: September 5, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
At hearing Jack’s apology, Sapphira let out an audible sigh, the rest of the anger deflating from her. “I honestly don’t need to hear pity. It doesn’t make me any stronger than I already am,” she replied. “There’s nothing I can do about the past, so I choose to look forward. I choose to protect people so maybe they don’t have to feel the pain of loss.” She inwardly wondered what pain he experienced in his life to be able to empathize with her so easily. However, she wasn’t going to ask. If he ever wanted to talk about it, she would be there to listen.
He quickly changed the subject, something he seemed pretty adept at. She smiled a little as he began stumbling on about food. “I’m not too picky,” she replied as her eyes scanned the array of food. She decided upon a hearty breakfast burrito and a glass of orange juice.
Once they had their food, she then looked around the cafeteria for a good spot. There weren’t a whole lot people in cafeteria, so there were plenty of open seats. She decided that a spot further away from the Fitzroy pack would be preferable. Granted, with their excellent hearing, they could probably hear the conversation she and Jack were having regardless of where they sat in the cafeteria. She gestured towards a spot a few tables away from where the telekinetic man (Tony) and the woman with dark magic (Penelope) were.
Roleplay: The Hidden People
Date of post: August 30, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
"Sounds like a lot of training. You must be pretty good at what goes into being a Guardian by now. Why not go off to take the test already?" he asked as Sapphira returned her gaze to him. Why hadn’t she? Well, she wasn’t fully grown until she was 100, but after that… She was pulled from her mental contemplation by his next statement. "Here, let's go grab some food. My treat." Then he quickly clarified himself. "As a friend thing. If you don't mind, that is."
His sudden change of subject caught her a bit off guard, and it took her a moment to respond. “Sure.” Her mind then drifted back to his previous question. What stopped her from taking the test years ago? After she was fully grown, she planned to take the test but…Hunters, they sent her life into disarray. First, by killing her father then her mother. The realization hit her like a knife to the heart. She felt her emotions change in that instance, but it wasn’t sadness that was threatening to come to the surface. It was anger. Her eyes narrowed instinctively. Her jaw clenched, and her eyes seemed to darken the more the anger inside her surfaced. If one wished to completely infuriate her, hurt the people she cares about, then you will rue the day you ever met her. But she realized that now was not the time for vengeance or for justice. She was simply reacting to the darkness and pain of her past. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, reining in the anger as she had often practiced.
“Hunters—” she began, with an edge to her voice that she couldn’t quite hide. The very word felt like poison on her lips. “They are the reason I kept putting off taking the test. They murdered both my parents. I was left to pick up the pieces of my life and the lives of the little Supernatural community I called home.”
Date of post: August 30, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
"Sounds like a lot of training. You must be pretty good at what goes into being a Guardian by now. Why not go off to take the test already?" he asked as Sapphira returned her gaze to him. Why hadn’t she? Well, she wasn’t fully grown until she was 100, but after that… She was pulled from her mental contemplation by his next statement. "Here, let's go grab some food. My treat." Then he quickly clarified himself. "As a friend thing. If you don't mind, that is."
His sudden change of subject caught her a bit off guard, and it took her a moment to respond. “Sure.” Her mind then drifted back to his previous question. What stopped her from taking the test years ago? After she was fully grown, she planned to take the test but…Hunters, they sent her life into disarray. First, by killing her father then her mother. The realization hit her like a knife to the heart. She felt her emotions change in that instance, but it wasn’t sadness that was threatening to come to the surface. It was anger. Her eyes narrowed instinctively. Her jaw clenched, and her eyes seemed to darken the more the anger inside her surfaced. If one wished to completely infuriate her, hurt the people she cares about, then you will rue the day you ever met her. But she realized that now was not the time for vengeance or for justice. She was simply reacting to the darkness and pain of her past. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, reining in the anger as she had often practiced.
“Hunters—” she began, with an edge to her voice that she couldn’t quite hide. The very word felt like poison on her lips. “They are the reason I kept putting off taking the test. They murdered both my parents. I was left to pick up the pieces of my life and the lives of the little Supernatural community I called home.”
Roleplay: The Hidden People
Date of post: August 24, 2016
Character: Loki von Darkling
Loki was woken up to a high pitch “kewee-kewee-kewee” coming from outside his apartment. He let out an annoyed groan and rolled out from under his sheets. He stopped to let his eyes adjust to the darkness as soon as his feet hit the floor beside his bed. It was definitely too early for any sane person to be up. His eyes quickly adjusted into his night vision, and he sleepily walked from his bedroom to the adjacent living room + kitchen. He threw open the screen door leading to the small balcony. His African crowned eagle Syxtar Shade was perched on the balcony railing and abruptly stopped its annoying “wake up call.”
“What?” Loki snapped as the cool early morning air bit at his bare chest. Shade cocked its head to the side and gazed at him with its piercing yellow eyes. “You want to go hunting. That’s why you woke me up so early, right?” he questioned. Shade let out a sharp cry that grated on his ears. “Okay, okay. Hush up before someone hears you.” He turned around and went back inside, leaving the screen door open.
He took a quick shower; the bathroom like the rest of the apartment was small and unassuming. It wasn’t completely desirable, but it beat living in the dorms at Gringore Academy. He tried that his first year. Tried being the operative word. He was close to murdering his obnoxious freshman roommates. After his shower, he looked through his closet for something suitable to wear in the woods. His closet was filled to the capacity with dark colored clothes, a large portion of which were suits. He pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans, a burgundy long sleeve shirt, black combat boots, a navy hunting vest, and a watch to complete the outfit. He grabbed one of the black suits and dress shoes to put in his car so he could possibly change into it later. When he was done getting ready, he peeked his head back outside. “You know the drill, Shade. Meet you at Gringore,” he exclaimed before shutting the screen door. He then grabbed his car keys and headed out. While he drove, Shade flew high above, staying hidden the best it could.
Loki and Shade ended up spending hours hunting and exploring in the forest and fields around Gringore. Shade was a born hunter and could dexterously maneuver its 5’ wingspan. It caught multiple rodents with ease and ate several of its catches. By the time they started heading back to the academy, Loki was in a better mood, and Shade had a decent breakfast.
Date of post: August 24, 2016
Character: Loki von Darkling
Loki was woken up to a high pitch “kewee-kewee-kewee” coming from outside his apartment. He let out an annoyed groan and rolled out from under his sheets. He stopped to let his eyes adjust to the darkness as soon as his feet hit the floor beside his bed. It was definitely too early for any sane person to be up. His eyes quickly adjusted into his night vision, and he sleepily walked from his bedroom to the adjacent living room + kitchen. He threw open the screen door leading to the small balcony. His African crowned eagle Syxtar Shade was perched on the balcony railing and abruptly stopped its annoying “wake up call.”
“What?” Loki snapped as the cool early morning air bit at his bare chest. Shade cocked its head to the side and gazed at him with its piercing yellow eyes. “You want to go hunting. That’s why you woke me up so early, right?” he questioned. Shade let out a sharp cry that grated on his ears. “Okay, okay. Hush up before someone hears you.” He turned around and went back inside, leaving the screen door open.
He took a quick shower; the bathroom like the rest of the apartment was small and unassuming. It wasn’t completely desirable, but it beat living in the dorms at Gringore Academy. He tried that his first year. Tried being the operative word. He was close to murdering his obnoxious freshman roommates. After his shower, he looked through his closet for something suitable to wear in the woods. His closet was filled to the capacity with dark colored clothes, a large portion of which were suits. He pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans, a burgundy long sleeve shirt, black combat boots, a navy hunting vest, and a watch to complete the outfit. He grabbed one of the black suits and dress shoes to put in his car so he could possibly change into it later. When he was done getting ready, he peeked his head back outside. “You know the drill, Shade. Meet you at Gringore,” he exclaimed before shutting the screen door. He then grabbed his car keys and headed out. While he drove, Shade flew high above, staying hidden the best it could.
Loki and Shade ended up spending hours hunting and exploring in the forest and fields around Gringore. Shade was a born hunter and could dexterously maneuver its 5’ wingspan. It caught multiple rodents with ease and ate several of its catches. By the time they started heading back to the academy, Loki was in a better mood, and Shade had a decent breakfast.
Roleplay: The Hidden People
Date of post: August 21, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
"Don't sound so excited for it, Sapphira," he said with a chuckle.
“Sorry,” Sapphira replied to Jack. She was admittedly a bit amused by how easily he threw sarcasm back at her. Other than the occasional eye roll, she typically tried to refrain from being too “sassy” as her mother had called it. Some people are more easily offended, but Jack didn’t seem to be one of those people. Nevertheless, she would try her best to be well-mannered towards him.
She walked beside him as they headed towards the cafeteria. She had to slow down her long strides to match his more leisurely pace. She noted that they were similar in height, with him being only two inches taller than her 5’10” stature.
"What lead you to want to be a Guardian? Being an elf, you've probably been alive for far longer than I have, so how long did it take for you to decide you wanted to do it?" he asked.
“I was born into a long line of Guardians, so it is really all I know. Both my parents were Guardians, though my mother stopped going on missions when she was pregnant with me and thereafter. My mother homeschooled me and taught me the majority of what I know today. Given the way she raised me, I never really wanted to be anything but a Guardian,” Sapphira explained. Truthfully she felt a pang of sadness in her heart at talking about her parents in the past tense, though she was skilled at not showing the emotion outwardly. She didn’t think the sadness and anger from losing them would ever go away, no matter how long she lived. Instead of letting it destroy her, she worked hard to let it fuel her.
She gave him a grateful smile when he courteously opened the door for her. She walked through the doorway and let her gaze take in her new surroundings. She recognized some of the people, namely the red headed woman with dark magic and the telekinetic Asian man. Her gaze then landed on the Fitzroy Wolfpack seated in the back corner. She had barely entered the cafeteria, and they were already brazenly checking her out! Her eyes narrowed slightly, the characteristic sign that she was getting annoyed or feeling threatened. She returned her gaze to Jack before she had a chance to do anything uncivil. It was best that she not start a fight unless utterly necessary.
Date of post: August 21, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
"Don't sound so excited for it, Sapphira," he said with a chuckle.
“Sorry,” Sapphira replied to Jack. She was admittedly a bit amused by how easily he threw sarcasm back at her. Other than the occasional eye roll, she typically tried to refrain from being too “sassy” as her mother had called it. Some people are more easily offended, but Jack didn’t seem to be one of those people. Nevertheless, she would try her best to be well-mannered towards him.
She walked beside him as they headed towards the cafeteria. She had to slow down her long strides to match his more leisurely pace. She noted that they were similar in height, with him being only two inches taller than her 5’10” stature.
"What lead you to want to be a Guardian? Being an elf, you've probably been alive for far longer than I have, so how long did it take for you to decide you wanted to do it?" he asked.
“I was born into a long line of Guardians, so it is really all I know. Both my parents were Guardians, though my mother stopped going on missions when she was pregnant with me and thereafter. My mother homeschooled me and taught me the majority of what I know today. Given the way she raised me, I never really wanted to be anything but a Guardian,” Sapphira explained. Truthfully she felt a pang of sadness in her heart at talking about her parents in the past tense, though she was skilled at not showing the emotion outwardly. She didn’t think the sadness and anger from losing them would ever go away, no matter how long she lived. Instead of letting it destroy her, she worked hard to let it fuel her.
She gave him a grateful smile when he courteously opened the door for her. She walked through the doorway and let her gaze take in her new surroundings. She recognized some of the people, namely the red headed woman with dark magic and the telekinetic Asian man. Her gaze then landed on the Fitzroy Wolfpack seated in the back corner. She had barely entered the cafeteria, and they were already brazenly checking her out! Her eyes narrowed slightly, the characteristic sign that she was getting annoyed or feeling threatened. She returned her gaze to Jack before she had a chance to do anything uncivil. It was best that she not start a fight unless utterly necessary.
Roleplay: The Hidden People
Date of post: August 15, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
"Guardian applicant," he repeated back with a low whistle. "I've met a few Guardians - none quite so attractive, but I'm sure you hear that a lot - and I have heard how dangerous the test is. That is quite the impressive task to undertake."
Sapphira rolled her eyes at his not so subtle comment on her attractiveness. Yes, I have heard it a lot, and it gets old fast. I am not here to impress anyone with my looks. I only want to impress the people who will make me into an official Guardian. She thought to herself. She would let his comment slide, seeing that he glanced over it so quickly and complimented her on her choice of becoming a Guardian.
After a momentary pause, he continued, "I'm Jack, by the way. I hope you don't find this overly forward, but - have you eaten anything yet? I skipped breakfast for going to orientation, and I was wondering if you would like to continue getting to know one another while we got something to eat. We might have some classes overlapping, and I like to get to know people I will be seeing on a regular basis. I hear the cafeteria has an extremely extensive selection of food."
“I’m Sapphira. And sure, why not,” she replied. In comparison to guys she has dealt with in the past, he was being rather polite. She wasn’t tempted to punch him in the face or body slam him to the ground, so that was a good sign. She didn’t see anything wrong with getting to know him further. Besides, she could use some friends around here. She gestured for him to lead the way.
Date of post: August 15, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
"Guardian applicant," he repeated back with a low whistle. "I've met a few Guardians - none quite so attractive, but I'm sure you hear that a lot - and I have heard how dangerous the test is. That is quite the impressive task to undertake."
Sapphira rolled her eyes at his not so subtle comment on her attractiveness. Yes, I have heard it a lot, and it gets old fast. I am not here to impress anyone with my looks. I only want to impress the people who will make me into an official Guardian. She thought to herself. She would let his comment slide, seeing that he glanced over it so quickly and complimented her on her choice of becoming a Guardian.
After a momentary pause, he continued, "I'm Jack, by the way. I hope you don't find this overly forward, but - have you eaten anything yet? I skipped breakfast for going to orientation, and I was wondering if you would like to continue getting to know one another while we got something to eat. We might have some classes overlapping, and I like to get to know people I will be seeing on a regular basis. I hear the cafeteria has an extremely extensive selection of food."
“I’m Sapphira. And sure, why not,” she replied. In comparison to guys she has dealt with in the past, he was being rather polite. She wasn’t tempted to punch him in the face or body slam him to the ground, so that was a good sign. She didn’t see anything wrong with getting to know him further. Besides, she could use some friends around here. She gestured for him to lead the way.
Roleplay: The Hidden People
Date of post: August 15, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
Oh, boy. I think my Fae genetics have just reeled in my first catch of the day. Sapphira sarcastically thought to herself as a glimmer of amusement passed through her eyes. She wasn’t blind to the fact that the characteristic ethereal beauty of most Fae had a way of entrancing people. As long as they kept their hands to themselves, didn’t spew out any perverted nonsense, and took no for an answer, she would treat them with as much respect as she did anyone else.
She maintained eye contact with the man while he spoke. It was one of many mannerisms that her mother had taught her was polite. “I’m interested to see what this year will hold. I can guarantee it will not be boring,” he stated before adding, “What are you studying?”
“I’m a Guardians applicant, so my focus is on anything extra I can learn from Gringore’s Guardian Training Program until I have the opportunity to take the test.” Sapphira replied to his question.
“Does it have anything to do with why you looked so serious looking around at the rest of the student body?”
Sapphira laughed softly, an unintentionally melodious sound. She inwardly cringed. Not exactly the sound of a warrior. “No, it did not. I don’t know how much you know about elves, apart from the obvious outer appearance.” She tucked her hair back to further reveal her pointed ears, emphasizing her point. “Elves can sense when someone has magic and identify what kind of magic it is. Being surrounded by so many magical beings, my power is working on overdrive. I was releasing some of the tension it had built up after ignoring it during orientation. There is quite a large variety of magic here. It’s astounding. There’s everything from power over nature, telekinesis, dark magic, water manipulation, and your ability to manipulate the weather,” she added.
Date of post: August 15, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
Oh, boy. I think my Fae genetics have just reeled in my first catch of the day. Sapphira sarcastically thought to herself as a glimmer of amusement passed through her eyes. She wasn’t blind to the fact that the characteristic ethereal beauty of most Fae had a way of entrancing people. As long as they kept their hands to themselves, didn’t spew out any perverted nonsense, and took no for an answer, she would treat them with as much respect as she did anyone else.
She maintained eye contact with the man while he spoke. It was one of many mannerisms that her mother had taught her was polite. “I’m interested to see what this year will hold. I can guarantee it will not be boring,” he stated before adding, “What are you studying?”
“I’m a Guardians applicant, so my focus is on anything extra I can learn from Gringore’s Guardian Training Program until I have the opportunity to take the test.” Sapphira replied to his question.
“Does it have anything to do with why you looked so serious looking around at the rest of the student body?”
Sapphira laughed softly, an unintentionally melodious sound. She inwardly cringed. Not exactly the sound of a warrior. “No, it did not. I don’t know how much you know about elves, apart from the obvious outer appearance.” She tucked her hair back to further reveal her pointed ears, emphasizing her point. “Elves can sense when someone has magic and identify what kind of magic it is. Being surrounded by so many magical beings, my power is working on overdrive. I was releasing some of the tension it had built up after ignoring it during orientation. There is quite a large variety of magic here. It’s astounding. There’s everything from power over nature, telekinesis, dark magic, water manipulation, and your ability to manipulate the weather,” she added.
Roleplay: The Hidden People
Date of post: August 14, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
As more people filed out into the courtyard, Sapphira’s power attempted to tug her in different directions towards all of the unexplored sources of magic. However, she didn’t feel like indulging its relentless pursuit any longer. She was about to close her mind off to it when a particular sensation buzzed louder than the rest, making her muscles instinctively tense.
Dark magic. An unsettling feeling, an inborn reaction, always washed over her when she sensed darker forms of magic. Her Fae magic seemingly didn’t get along with dark magic. Truthfully, she hated the instinctive reaction, knowing full well that the type of magic one has does not define the intentions of the person. Any magic can be abused.
Her eyes landed on the source of the dark magic, a red haired woman walking across the courtyard to the Asian man with telekinesis. She could sense that the woman had multiple powers within the realm of what she knew as dark magic. Fortunately, the woman’s demeanor seemed nonthreatening at the moment. Sapphira relaxed, letting go of her sudden uneasiness. Holding onto tension only ended up causing her to react without thinking. While useful in combat, it’s simply embarrassing in any other setting. She didn’t feel like having to explain to someone why she just body slammed them to the ground.
She sensed someone coming up to her, an individual with power over weather. She shut her mind off to her power and turned to face a handsome man with black hair and indigo eyes. His smile was infectious, and she easily returned it with a friendly smile of her own. “That was quite the thing, huh? Excited for the year to come?” he stated.
It took little thought to come up with a response, “I am most certainly excited. The profession I have been training all my life for is just within my grasp. How about you?”
Date of post: August 14, 2016
Character: Sapphira Elvron Lux
As more people filed out into the courtyard, Sapphira’s power attempted to tug her in different directions towards all of the unexplored sources of magic. However, she didn’t feel like indulging its relentless pursuit any longer. She was about to close her mind off to it when a particular sensation buzzed louder than the rest, making her muscles instinctively tense.
Dark magic. An unsettling feeling, an inborn reaction, always washed over her when she sensed darker forms of magic. Her Fae magic seemingly didn’t get along with dark magic. Truthfully, she hated the instinctive reaction, knowing full well that the type of magic one has does not define the intentions of the person. Any magic can be abused.
Her eyes landed on the source of the dark magic, a red haired woman walking across the courtyard to the Asian man with telekinesis. She could sense that the woman had multiple powers within the realm of what she knew as dark magic. Fortunately, the woman’s demeanor seemed nonthreatening at the moment. Sapphira relaxed, letting go of her sudden uneasiness. Holding onto tension only ended up causing her to react without thinking. While useful in combat, it’s simply embarrassing in any other setting. She didn’t feel like having to explain to someone why she just body slammed them to the ground.
She sensed someone coming up to her, an individual with power over weather. She shut her mind off to her power and turned to face a handsome man with black hair and indigo eyes. His smile was infectious, and she easily returned it with a friendly smile of her own. “That was quite the thing, huh? Excited for the year to come?” he stated.
It took little thought to come up with a response, “I am most certainly excited. The profession I have been training all my life for is just within my grasp. How about you?”
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